Chapter 243: The Divine Slayer (2)
“What the hell is this······.”
Draken’s dimensional body gradually crosses over into the mortal world.
The dimensions begin to overlap.
Now, the true body that has appeared in the mortal world is less than 1 percent of its total mass.
However, even that is enough for a gigantic body to completely cover this planet, and the sense of oppression that emanates from it is beyond imagination.
“Ah, ahhhhh······? Wh, what is th, th, th, that······.”
Julia, who is in charge of navigation, is overwhelmed.
Her body trembles as she stutters, unable to regain her senses······.
Huh? This is just like the usual Julia who stands before people.
In any case, she is in no condition to pilot the airship.
What about the others?
Kern’s daughter has long since collapsed in a fit of rage, Alicia is squatting down with a puddle between her legs, and Nameless is out of his mind.
For some reason, Mijeong looks calm.
Fortunately, Yerina is holding on to her consciousness, even though she is in pain.
If Yerina had lost her mind, the engine would have exploded······.
‘Is Jill okay?’
I can see Jill’s airship quickly evacuating to the ground.
It seems that Jill, being a saint, was able to withstand it to some extent.
Unless you are a superhuman, it is impossible to be in your right mind in this situation.
‘Was it originally this bad?’
Was the sense of oppression expressed to this extent in the original work?
I quickly went through my old memories and concluded that it was not.
That can’t be.
The final boss battle in the original work was designed to be fought while withstanding the oppressive force of Draken’s entire body.
But even though only 1 percent has been revealed, everyone is collapsing, and even Yerina is in danger?
Something is wrong.
Draken’s weight class has been strengthened.
At least 100 times more than the original······!
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“Why the hell is it so poisonous?!”
I hurriedly spread the light of the pole in all directions.
I don’t know if it will work, but······ I have to do it.
The light of the pole that now covers the entire airship.
The voices of the crew members deep inside their hearts flow in.
Information from countless parts comes in.
In this, only Draken’s sense of oppression must be removed.
Until now, everything covered by the light had to be removed.
Theoretically, it is possible to select and remove only what needs to be removed from this.
I thought it was impossible for me to do it yet.
But I have to do it right now.
‘It is impossible to distinguish one by one.’
As I try to distinguish between what to cut and what not to cut, I realize.
That this is an impossible task from the beginning.
How can I separate and cut the small grains hidden among the grains of rice?
It would be fine if it were just a handful, but what if it were so many that it would fill an ocean?
So the solution is not to ‘distinguish and cut’.
The point is the will to cut.
Just as the meaning of the word changes depending on the purpose of cutting,
It is possible to choose what to cut depending on the will that is put into wielding the pole.
‘I cut Draken’s oppression.’
With the answer that has become clear.
I wield the sword, the will.
In an instant, the trajectory of a giant sword swings across the entire airship.
However, even though the sword has passed by, there is no damage to the airship.
The crew members are also safe.
All that was cut at the end of the blade was Draken’s oppression.
“Phew, phew······! I couldn’t breathe just now······!”
Fortunately, everyone has come to their senses.
The sense of oppression emanating from Draken is flooding the entire mortal world.
Only this airship seems to be immune to it, and it is not affected at all.
“Everyone, avoid looking directly at it. Kern’s daughter. You resume work quickly.”
“Yes, yes······!”
“Nameless.”
“······.”
“Oh.”
But Nameless’s condition is still strange.
His eyes are still unfocused, and his mouth is open as if he is out of his mind.
This is like······.
That’s when Linda’s airships attacked.
The oppression has been completely removed, so it is not that his body is stiff due to the sense of oppression.
There is another reason.
‘Is this what happens when you face Draken’s power? Why?’At first, I thought it was simply a loss of consciousness.
A state of semi-fainting.
I thought it was a state where the brain, having witnessed something beyond human comprehension, would refuse all input and output to prevent damage.
However, Mumin is a special being, unlike ordinary humans.
He had forgotten the fact that he was not originally born as a human, but a body that had been given meaning by me.
As I extended the light of the Pole Star to examine the inside of Mumin, I felt a sudden chill.
‘This is… isn’t this death?!’
I could not feel any thoughts or emotions from within Mumin.
This is not so much a loss of mind as it is a loss of mind.
Mumin in his current state is no different from the organic residue before he gained meaning!
I was startled and quickly wrapped Mumin in my will, preventing anything from penetrating it.
Of course, magic, magic, and even the power of Draken.
Then, gradually, the light returned to Mumin’s eyes.
Human emotions are reflected in his expression.
“Mister? Why is your face like that?”
“······No.”
Mumin asked me calmly, as if nothing had happened.
I was taken aback for a moment.
If I had been a little later, I would have lost Mumin completely.
‘Is Mumin trying to take over and control my body like Linda? I won’t let that happen.’
Clack, clack.
My teeth are clenched and my fists are clenched.
I can feel his malice.
Draken’s will is clearly distorted and twisted.
Then is this evil the result of the world’s laws being maliciously edited?
Can we be sure that Draken’s true intentions are good?
“Mumin. Let’s start.”
I can’t be sure.
Since I’m not sure, I decided to make sure.
What we are starting now is to lower a world and lower it to our level.
“I can’t see anything because the boundary or will is covering the surroundings······.”
“Your ability is not affected by your vision, is it? You can do it without looking. Can’t you?”
“That’s true, but······.”
“Close your eyes. Focus on the sensations at your fingertips, on your abilities. What do you feel?”
“A huge will······. And a grieving soul······.”
Without removing the wall of will that surrounded Mumin.
I covered Mumin’s eyes with my hands and made him reach out.
I only know that Draken is a huge soul in itself.
Mumin seems to be able to see into the soul of that soul.
“Can souls be touched?”
“Yes······. It’s unlike any soul I’ve ever felt before, but it’s still a soul. I think I can somehow manipulate it.”
Mumin talks about souls as if they were clay that can be freely shaped.
Draken’s soul is alien and huge, but in the end, a soul is a soul.
I can do it.
Even if I don’t think I can do it, I have to do it.
I kept Mumin’s eyes covered.
I focused on the countless black tentacles approaching the airship.
It seems that he was very angry when he tried to touch my soul.
Each tentacle is large enough to overturn a continent.
‘I didn’t say I wouldn’t kill you, I didn’t say I wouldn’t attack you.’
The light of the Pole Star that covered the airship spread in all directions.
It expands endlessly, infinitely.
My vision has expanded infinitely.
There is no place that my will cannot reach now.
Clack, clack!
Draken’s tentacles are torn apart and turned to dust as soon as they approach.
I grind and grind and grind the tentacles that are pouring in endlessly.
Of course, it’s meaningless except for buying time.
Even now, Draken is coming more and more into the present world, creating and extending more and more tentacles.
But buying time is enough.
All we need is more time.
“Mumin. Are you ready?”
“Yes. But this is······.”
“I’ll take care of it.”
“······.”
Mumin can’t continue.
I know what he’s trying to say.
Mumin has hands that can freely transform souls.
With that hand, he was able to mold Kali’s soul into a magic stone, then back into a soul, and repeat the process.
But what about the soul of that huge Draken?Is it possible to compress that and melt it into the magic stone, and then restore it to its original state?
It may be possible, but the appearance after decompression will be quite different from the original Draken.
In the first place, there will be no need to compress the soul and then release it.
So this is not a seal or anything, it is a virtual murder.
It makes Draken die as a dimensional body.
It is a tragic deicide that makes him born as a person.
To avoid the escape condition, ‘ 攻略 ‘, he is not physically killed.
It is no different from killing.
From the beginning, I had no intention of showing mercy to him.
Whether intentional or not, if he had driven the present world to the brink of destruction, shouldn’t he receive the appropriate punishment?
“Doll! The work is done!”
“Nameless. Now.”
“Hoo. I’ll only trust you, sir······!”
Nameless took a deep breath and twisted his fingertips.
Then, Draken, who shook off the tremendous pressure as if screaming.
His soul was being pulled out of him.