243. Massacre and Salvation
A helpless defeat.
He was called the strongest warlock in the history of the continent under the name of Herald Hazad, but he looks vain in front of us.
After suffering an unexpected and crushing defeat, Ruanes looks at us and sighs.
“How on earth?”
“Maybe it’s because we’re a little closer to being called a necromancer.”
[I don’t have much experience, but the moment the necromancers are divided into upper and lower classes, there is almost no way to win.]
At our words, Ruanes bites his lip and lowers his head.
He didn’t know either, but I don’t think he ever thought that his skills would be inferior to ours.
A necromancer ultimately uses magic by manipulating spirits. But what if he fights between necromancers?
In the end, the one who takes the initiative of the soul wins. There is a possibility that he will even have the soul he was dealing with taken away.
The battle between necromancers was structured so that the moment there was a difference in skill, the losing side had no choice but to become helpless.
‘I guess I won easier than I thought.’
In the case of Ruanes, it could be seen as the last mid-boss that Aria faces before going to the final episode.
Among Dante’s warlocks, he was the most powerful and difficult to deal with.
Even while Ruanes devoted a long time to saving this continent.
It could be seen as a victory for the Dark Spirit, who had worked hard to surpass Herald Hazard, the strongest dark magician in history.
“If I were alone, I would have had a hard time.”
In the necromancy battle with Ruaneth, it was actually difficult for me to guarantee victory on my own.
When I answered so honestly, the dark spirit smiled and answered me.
[If it weren’t for you, I would have lost.]
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There were quite a few implied meanings. Luanes sighed and sighed as she looked at us like that.
“Yes, I know that the juniors are outstanding.”
Fuuuk!
White smoke erupts from Luanes’ whole body again. I was a little surprised because there was no gimmick like this in the game, but the dark spirit and I were not embarrassed and responded right away.
“But I am in a position where I cannot afford to lose.”
Something strange welling up in his palm. Ominous-looking black bubbles are bubbling up.
Soon it turned into a huge staff.
[Ah.]
The dark spirit sighs.
In history, it is said that Herald Hazard held a raven mask and a cursed staff to hide his identity.
“If I had dealt with you as Luanes Luden Griffin so far.”
The hood of the black robe blows in the wind and falls naturally on his head.
At the same time, a crow mask is placed on the face.
It was completely different from just now.
The white smoke exhaled disappears like vapor, and thick black mana fills up his entire body.
[Yes, it was too easy.]
The dark spirit apostle honestly nods his head and steps back with me.
‘There was no other gimmick like this.’
Ruaneth in the game did not have this pattern. Although he was in vain about his death, he took an attitude of accepting it neatly.
‘Is it because of his beliefs?’
Ruanes was regretting the genocide he had committed. Therefore, he abandons the name Herald Hazad and sets out on a journey to save the continent for atonement as Ruaneth.
It was still the same.
Unlike Aria, I completely denied his methods. He argued that extinguishing souls was not the best method.
Furthermore, the method I proposed instead is unacceptable and is actually more dangerous.
“Now, I will deal with you as Herald Hazard, the massacre of the continent.”
The black robe flutters and a vast amount of mana spreads out in all directions. He was instantly pushed back and covered his face with his hands.
[This is truly enormous.]
“It seems like the person himself has changed.”
Bizarre screams coming from Ruaneth’s staff. The voices overlap and overlap, making it difficult to understand that they are screams.
When he is killed by Aria in the game, he dies in vain at his failure, which means a bad ending.
But it was different now.
He asserted that the continent could be saved in a different way, saying that his path had been denied for 200 years and that he was wrong.
He seemed difficult to accept it.
The moment you accept my opinion.
His actions of annihilating and pledging to save all the souls of the continent actually lost their meaning.
“Is that what made me pick up the abandoned name, Herald Hazad?”
Good.
[It looks quite difficult this time.]
The dark spirit once again strengthened his fighting spirit and tried to fight with me.
The battle did not begin.
“Ruanes!”
A voice mixed with violent trembling.
Pelestan, the blood mage who was fighting with Findenai, came here with his whole body stained with blood.
I wondered if Findenai had been harmed.
“Hey, you bastard!”
Findeneye was running behind me, swinging his snowflake back and forth, so it seemed like he was running away.
I thought he had come to help Luanes, but he runs past us.
“If we go back to Herald Hazard, we’re telling the truth! “Don’t forget why you created Dante as Ruanes!”
Pelestan even began to persuade Ruanes. In the game, before encountering Ruaneth, Pelestan had already been killed by Aria.
Looking at it like this, unexpectedly, it seemed like the two were friends who shared a fairly deep friendship within the Dante group.
“So you’re telling us to give up the path we’ve taken? To end with this injustice? “Don’t be ridiculous!”
I don’t believe it.
If Ruanes had been able to accept my opinion, the situation would not have turned out to this extreme.
Rather, we could have become friends who research and pioneer together.
“To that man who talks nonsense about creating the world! To that foolish man who says there is salvation without any sacrifice! “I can’t hand over this continent!”
Ruaneth’s black mana was truly majestic, huge, and terrifying.
Because he had massacred so many people, the screams, tragedies, and deaths contained in his mana had a weight that transcended imagination.
I am not qualified to say things like that.
In fact, Ruanes himself knew best.
But he knows that if he doesn’t do it, this continent will be destroyed.
He took off the name Heralhazard and practiced hypocrisy.
Ruaneth, who was moving to save the continent, and Herald Hazard, who had been carrying out massacres alone, could not be considered the same.
Deceived by the evil spirit of the griffin, the blood was simply shed for the kingdom and the royal family.
The fatal dose that can be considered foolish has long since passed.
Heralhazard will not retreat.
He has absolutely no intention of entrusting the salvation of this continent to me.
But.
A huge magic stone rises from the pool of blood on the floor.
“…… !”
Heralhazard’s eyes trembled, and he looked at Pelestan, who had taken it out, with resentful eyes.
Pelestan had already made up his mind.
“Ruanes, you said it. “I want to be you even if it’s the very end.”
“Fel, Lestan!”
“Something like the salvation of the continent. “I don’t think it’s important, I just followed you rather than salvation in the first place.”
The huge magic stone floating out of the blood pool contained a truly enormous amount of mana.
[This is what he has been collecting for 200 years… ….]
The biggest first step to annihilating all spirits on the continent.
Findeneye, who followed, was about to cut off Pelestan’s head, but I urgently gestured.
“Don’t move carelessly.”
“Huh?!”
“Even a small impact can shatter the magic stone.”
Because it contains a huge amount, careful attention is required. Even if it is scratched even slightly, the mana contained in the magic stone will pour out through the gap.
I wondered where the magic stone was, but it turned out that the blood mage had hidden it in his blood.
I thought that magic could be used in quite a variety of ways.
And.
The move he made was quite effective.
“Ugh, ugh!”
Enough to make Herald Hazard groan bitterly.
If he fights me again here, the magic stone will definitely be broken. A magic stone like this glass craft cannot withstand the aftereffects of our combined forces.
In the end, it is the moment of choice.
As Herald Hazard, if he kills me, the magic stone meant to save the continent will be broken.
If he, as Ruanes, admits defeat, there is at least a glimmer of hope left that I can save the continent.
No matter what happened, in the end, all souls on the continent were destroyed, and the option to save this land disappeared.
It feels like quite a long time has passed.
His frowning expression beneath the mask contained complex emotions.
Resentment, anger, bitterness, impatience, despair, etc.
His bitter heart was clearly revealed even though it was hidden behind a mask.
“Really, this is the end of everything we have prepared!”
He was sighing and biting his teeth as if he couldn’t admit it, so I calmly opened my mouth.
“You said I could save you without any sacrifice.”
I also agreed with his opinion.
Without sacrifice, there can be no salvation of the continent.
“Obviously, I too have given up a lot and am standing here.”
I most directly make eye contact with the dark spirit next to me. She tried to smile, but there was sadness inside.
“Ha, ah.”
After hearing what I said, he slowly, very slowly, let go of his hand holding the cane.
The ominous staff, along with the mask, turned into air bubbles and disappeared, just like before.
The head fell down.
“Because I haven’t seen the entire path you walk…… “You can’t judge it carelessly.”
When he returned to Ruanes, he declared in a voice filled with resentment without looking at me.
“Please…” Be successful.”
* * *
“Whoa!”
Her carriage heading to Gray Pond stopped, and a woman jumped out of it.
Her pink hair was a mess here and there, and the glasses on her nose were pretty tacky.
The white gown the woman was wearing did not match her short stature at all.
With her voluptuous body, she crushes them all and exudes a strange charm to the men around her.
But as she packed her bags, her eyes were focused on only one place.
She was heading to the royal palace.
“Keuungcha, you said you could come right away, right?”
Her name is Per Petra.
She was an authority on ergonomics magic who received the call from Deius and rushed to the place without hesitation even though she was in the middle of her semester.