Invitation To You (2)
My inner world.
I was able to face my past within it.
Mijung, who entered with me, also witnessed the same sight that I saw.
Then, wouldn’t I be able to enter Belphegor and glimpse his past?
It was an attempt that started from such a thought.
I also had some idea in my head about how to do it.
‘My inner world’ is not a metaphor.
It is not fundamentally different from other dimensional worlds, except that it is smaller in size.
Perhaps the present world we live in and this magic world are also worlds within some gigantic being.
So, there is no need to come up with a particularly clever way to enter Belphegor’s inner world.
In the end, it is enough to use the same method as when transferring to another world.
It would be easier to use Longinus’ Spear, but it is difficult because there is nothing to use as a navigator.
However, there is one more way I know of to tear through dimensions and move to another world.
I have also experienced it firsthand.
A technique used by demons.
It is a method of cutting through the dimensional wall with magic and passing through it.
However, it seems that this method is an advanced skill that only high-ranking demons who have dealt with magic for thousands of years can use.
I have no idea how to do it.
Of course, I know that magic is wielded with ‘will’······.
Even conversations are wielded with will.
Attacks are also wielded with will.
Now, they say that even space is wielded with will and torn apart.
It is incredibly simple and crude.
However, that is why it is rather advantageous to me.
Even if you lack the skill for a simple and crude method, you can make it possible by pushing it with quantity.
“The point is to use enough magic to make the impossible possible.”
I gather magic while touching Belphegor’s chest.
Enough magic to tear through space and enter Belphegor’s inner world.
Only space is cut.
If I cut Belphegor, I will send him straight to the underworld, so I can’t do that.
I will never let him die until I have thoroughly uncovered his past.
“Wh, what are you doing now? What are you doing?!”
“I’m going to open your chest.”
“You crazy bastard, you said you wouldn’t kill me!!!”
“Don’t worry. I will adjust it so that you don’t die. If you don’t move around and get cut, you won’t get hurt. Stay still.”
“Sobbing!!!”
I cut the space.
It can’t be helped that it sounds like grasping at straws.
It is an act that is often expressed as the highest level in martial arts novels.
But what I am about to do is a little different.
It is not an attack intended to harm the opponent.
It is a leap to move beyond this world.
I clench my hand as if holding a sword.
Then, magic is sucked into my hand and extends like a sword.
Belphegor, who is trembling with fear but remains still because of the order to stay still.
However, it seems that the order not to worry is not valid, as his pupils are filled with chaos.
Kurung!
A thunderous roar echoes as a large amount of magic gathers.
And the result of that magic gathering and gathering.
It soon took the form of a sword that towered as high as the highest rocky mountain in the magic world.
‘It’s like having a magic sword in my hand.’
Of course, it has nothing in common with a magic sword other than the fact that it is made of magic.
It just feels like the magic sword I left behind is in my hand.
‘Wield it with will······.’
And just before wielding that giant magic sword.
I felt a strange sense of deja vu.
Wield it with will.
It is a mantra that I have heard somewhere before.
‘Ougi.’
When I learned the Dacian Ougi from Transylvania.
I definitely received such teachings.
Without any context, tips, or tricks, I was simply told to wield the sword with will.
The demons also said the same thing.
They said to wield magic with will······.
They said that there was no other way to explain it.
I felt a sudden chill.’Is there a commonality between the way a demon handles magic and the secret of swordsmanship?’
It seems that it was not a coincidence that I unconsciously held the magic like a sword.
I don’t know why there is a commonality between the way of handling magic and swordsmanship.
Thanks to that, I got one clue on how to cut space.
Like the way I use the secret of the Dakia style.
Like the way I put my will into the sword and shoot it out as sword energy.
I have a vague conviction that it will be the same way.
“Hey! Hey, hey, hey! You’re trying to kill me! That’s swordsmanship right now······!”
“Shut up. You’re disturbing my concentration.”
“Ugh! Ugh······!”
Only then was an environment created where I could concentrate a little.
At first, I thought of just going with the Iron Blood Storm Slash.
But on second thought, it didn’t seem like Belphegor would be safe even if I slashed that many times.
‘Just once. I’ll make a big cut.’
This time, I’m going to release one big slash.
If the Iron Blood Storm Slash is a technique that finely divides the will and spreads it out like a net to cover the opponent.
This time, I’m going to release a slash that contains that will all at once.
‘I’ve never done anything like this before······.’
It’s my first time, but it doesn’t matter.
If I fail, I’ll just try again.
Anyway, this is the Demon World where magic is almost infinite.
It’s not a world where the magic will run out if a weak human like me uses it.
As I relaxed my mind like that, the tension eased.
Gradually, my head became clearer.
I began to see the way.
How can I put all my will into this tiny sword energy?
It’s simple.
The problem will be solved if I increase the sword energy.
“Dakia style secret.”
I spread the sword energy out into a wide surface, not a long, thin line.
When I do that, the shape of the sword energy that extends out looks like······
“Crescent moon!”
The shape of a black crescent moon.
The black magic that extended from my fingertips became a hideous shape and stretched out towards Belphegor.
Belphegor’s eyes widened in terror, and immediately after that, Belphegor’s new form disappeared as the magic covered him.
“Did I kill him? Ah, no. Did I succeed?”
I scattered the magic that had spread like smoke and approached.
Then, Belphegor’s appearance is revealed.
There, Belphegor.
“You son of a······. You said you wouldn’t get hurt······. Ugh······.”
“Ah.”
The upper and lower body were separated and torn apart.
I don’t know who cut it, but it’s really clean.
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-My God-
The whole Demon World felt the change.
There was no demon who did not feel the great upheaval where the magic of the earth was drawn out and gathered in one place.
Satan, who finally arrived at the scene of the great upheaval, could not help but be astonished.
The magic that gathered from all directions was gathering in the hands of a human man.
The man who held the magic like a sword, even mobilizing the magic that formed the barrier.
He put all of his will into each of those huge magics.
I can’t tell exactly, but even at a glance, the will seems huge.
How much did he hate Belphegor to prepare such a blow?
Satan shuddered at the thought of the ripple effect that the blow would cause.
A strong will to kill Belphegor without leaving even a trace of his remains.
That will, which seemed obvious, lined up in an orderly manner.
For a moment, time seemed to stop and solidify in one place.
“Crescent moon.”
The brief silence was broken by the murmur.
A huge crescent moon is drawn as the magic is wielded.
It covered Belphegor in one breath.
The magic did not extend any further and simply scattered and turned into smoke.
Nothing else was cut except Belphegor, so there was no other damage.
-Is that talent-
A being familiar with death.
Even though he is a human, not a spirit or a demon, he learned how to handle magic and reached such a level in just one day.
It seems that the saying ‘a being familiar with death’ was not in vain.
That would be enough.
If it’s that human, he can do it.Satan’s hope was gradually turning into conviction.
-······?-
However, in the next moment, Satan’s eyes twisted.
In the cleared magic fog.
Within it, Beelzebub appeared with her upper body neatly separated.
Instead of shattering her into dust, he only separated her upper body?
If that was the case, then why did he gather so much magic?
The moment Satan wondered.
Eugene, who approached Beelzebub, caressed her face.
He reached his hand between her separated upper and lower body.
At that moment, an unidentified light flashed above his hand.
-······!-
The human and the girl corpse disappeared.
Literally, they disappeared.
Beelzebub, whose upper body was separated, also disappeared without a trace.
All that remained was the huge footprint left on the ground where the enormous magic had passed.
Satan just blinked his eyes.
He could only be bewildered, not knowing what had happened.
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My vision was completely black and dizzy.
But it was just black.
I didn’t feel the terrible sense of being denied existence as I entered the void.
At least it’s not a dimensional gap.
Then where is this?
I could answer right away.
This is Beelzebub’s inner world.
“Ugh?!”
“······Whoa.”
The moment I realized that.
Suddenly, the ground I thought I was standing on sank and I felt like I was being sucked down.
No, to be exact.
It felt like countless hands were grabbing my ankles, thighs, shoulders, and chest and pulling me down.
And the analogy was not wrong at all.
“What the······!”
A deep and deep abyss.
From the cliffs on both sides of the narrow gap, black hands reached out and attacked us.
And then they pulled us down, further down.
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I couldn’t see what was down there.
But faintly, I think I saw two black eyes.
And a grotesquely twisted mouth as if smiling······.
I got goosebumps.
‘No magic, no mana.’
A naked body that can’t use magic or mana.
In this state, it is impossible to resist the force that attacks me and pulls me down.
Rather, I thought it wouldn’t be bad to be dragged down like this and see what’s down there.
“Stop.”
With a short command, the wriggling black arms were retracted into the wall.
The eyes that were dimly visible below disappeared.
“Where is this······.”
“It was a terrible timing.”
Beelzebub appeared at the top of the cliff.
Beelzebub, clutching her chest and gasping for breath.
Only then was I able to hang on the cliff and breathe a sigh of relief.
With Mijeong on his back.
Climbing up the cliff, Beelzebub’s body was covered in sweat.
“Did you come running to save me? I didn’t know you cared about me that much.”
“What are you worried about! I don’t know where this is, but if you die, how can I get out······!”
“You don’t know where this is, but you were brave enough to give them orders.”
“That’s······. That’s. Intuition. I just, somehow, I thought they would stop if I told them to stop.”
It may seem like a baseless intuition, but in fact, it is well-founded.
This is Beelzebub’s inner world.
Even if you don’t know that fact, it’s natural to feel an inexplicable sense of comfort and omnipotence.
I did too.
“This is······. The Demon Realm?”
Looking around, I thought the scenery was quite familiar.
Black earth, and lava flowing like an ocean.
Even this narrow and deep abyss feels like something I’ve seen before.
This is definitely a world modeled after the Demon Realm.
It’s exactly like the Demon Realm, except that there’s no magic in the atmosphere.
“No······.”
“Then?””This is the place I always ended up in my nightmares, but why…”
Belphegor chews his lips and looks around in confusion.
The place he always ended up in his nightmares.
How did such a place become the appearance of the inner world?
Of course, it’s not like a guy whose inner world is an empty snowy field would have anything to say…
“Then what the hell was that down there?”
“······.”
Belphegor remains silent, his mouth shut tight.
At first, I thought he didn’t want to talk.
But when I looked again, Belphegor’s body was trembling in fear, and he couldn’t open his lips.
Then this world began to tremble in response to his trembling.
The trembling resonated and grew louder, and soon it became a massive earthquake that made it difficult to stand still.
This is bad.
I never imagined that this world would be so full of the threat of death.
“What’s down there!”
I grab Belphegor by both shoulders and shout at him.
Then Belphegor looks me straight in the eye, and his trembling gradually subsides.
And the earthquake also subsided as if nothing had happened.
Belphegor then faces me.
He begins to mutter as if possessed.
“Down there… The place I was dragged down to every time I had a nightmare… There…”
The words that came out of Belphegor’s mouth were unexpected.
“My father is there…”
And at that moment.
The surrounding scenery changed.
Belphegor’s height began to shrink.
As if he were returning to his childhood, he became infinitely pathetic.