It Is Fate To Be Loved by the Villains chapter 205

205. Red Night (5)

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“So, what are your plans?”

Elijah got lucky like that first.

This is the first question I have to ask Daud whenever something like this happens. He would know this man’s tendencies very well if he had been around him for some time.

But this time, there is no such thing as a changeable plan.

So to speak, there are only things close to the principle.

“Clear everything and move on.”

“…It’s nice because it’s easy to understand.”

Elijah said that and glared at her in front of her eyes.

“Teacher.”

“Huh?”

“Was the devil originally this bloody?”

“…”

Daoud smiles bitterly and stares along where she is looking.

One thing stands out even when the heat from the pillar of fire is scorching everywhere.

From the scorching earth affected by the red flame, ‘black souls’ begin to emerge one by one.

It’s not even a creature that came out of a dimensional door. It’s just a ‘by-product’ leaked out of the red devil’s magic.

But.

In the first place, spiritual bodies themselves are strong enough to leave traces in the material world even after death. It was a very threatening thing for those things to be affected by demonic energy and reveal their ‘truth’.

In other words.

The status of the devil is strong enough to cause this phenomenon with just the foreshadowing of the ‘awakening’.

It’s dizzying just to watch dozens or even hundreds of spirit bodies that could cause catastrophe if even one of them were released where people live.

“…Start of phase 1. It’s still good enough…”

“Yes?”

“Nothing.”

Seeing that and seeing Daoud muttering incomprehensible words, Elijah let out a small sigh inside her.

This person is absolutely calm even in this situation.

Should I say calm? These days, there is even a feeling that human-like emotions have been castrated.

“…You said to change everything and move on.”

Elijah muttered with a nervous expression.

The spirit bodies stretched around them were glaring at them with hostile eyes. Seeing that the gaze in his eyes was stained red, it seemed that this side must have been affected by demonic energy and his mind was stained with madness.

I will be unconditionally hostile to them.

“That, I don’t think I would ever be able to do that with the regular method. As long as you are a living human, you don’t have much means to directly hit the spiritual body-“

“Give me.”

After saying that, Daoud pointed at the holy sword that was still in her hand.

“I can’t show you a few times. Watch carefully.”

“…Yes? What is that-“

Before the questions were finished.

Daud snatched the holy sword from her hand as if taking it away.

At this, Elijah immediately fainted.

“Come on, sir! Crazy…!”

The sentence Elijah was trying to continue was cut off with a gasping sound.

It must have been surprising that Daud’s body didn’t ‘explode’ as it was.

‘Are you all right…?’

So, are you saying that this person is the owner of the holy sword?

“…”

No.

No.

Just like her, she couldn’t see the radiance that should come out when she grabbed her holy sword.

In the first place, it wasn’t even fine.

The huge power flowing from within the holy sword tries to travel through Daud’s body, but before that, it can be seen that it is ‘blocked’ by something.

The seal engraved on Dawood’s chest glowed dimly.

It was an odd sentence, but there wasn’t much I couldn’t explain.

Like soot stuck to the bottom of the abyss. Like the darkness that rotten things have gathered together and melted into each other.

Such an insidious aura was pouring out of his chest.

The energy of the Holy Sword and the energy flowing from the seal collided in his arm holding the hilt of the sword. The entire arm is necrotic in a dark color, probably under the load.

“If you are a normal person, your body will explode as soon as you hold this, but if you know the ‘principle’, you can cope with it to some extent.”

While his body was completely rotting away, Daud, who had spoken such an explanation in a flat voice, gripped the holy sword with his left hand.

“The energy of the holy sword flows from its core. The function of ‘purification’ that cuts off all abilities also comes from that side.”

Continued.

-!

-!!

Toward the spirit body rushing toward them with a deafening scream.

“Even if there is no radiance of the chosen one, it is possible to ‘apply’ its function.”

Wields a holy sword.

Continued.

-!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

-!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The whole area.

The whole was ‘purified’.

Aura emitted from the core embedded in the central part of the Holy Sword’s body radiated light that brightened everything nearby.

The brilliance that only those recognized as heroes can radiate is temporarily scattered around.

And with that alone, all the spiritual bodies that were covering the surroundings evaporated.

In an instant, without leaving a trace.

‘…God.’

Elijah opened her mouth and looked at her.

The holy sword of the first hero. Among all things that a single human can touch, it is mankind’s strongest weapon.

I was well aware of its reputation, but I didn’t expect it to be this great.

The brilliance of the holy sword is, so to speak, a ‘constantly maintained effect’.

What Daud did was a crude imitation of it.

Even so, it is this powerful.

Among the living humans, they easily pulled out the power that only those who received the title of saint could achieve.

“…”

And what’s more absurd than that.

The very existence of this man who arbitrarily created such a phenomenon.

Elijah glared at Daoud, swallowing her dry saliva.

If an unqualified person grabs the holy sword, that person will die. By the transcendental power within him bestowed by the Chiangel.

It’s close to the law. In this way, it is close to a miracle to only ‘partially’ suffer damage, and even ‘use’ that power.

Because she has eyes of truth that can see through the principles of all phenomena, she was able to quickly analyze what had just happened.

‘…Nonsense…’

Now this man.

He offset that with the ‘other power’ implanted in his body.

With the ‘devil’s power’ accumulated in the seal engraved on his chest.

Until now, this man

And to paraphrase this.

‘…How far away are you?’

It means that this person has already deviated from ‘human’ for a long time.

She gulped her dry saliva and looked at her dawd.

‘And from now on, how far away are you going?’

Greater, farther, higher.

This man continues to change himself that way.

A human who has ‘several’ demonic powers stored in his body. This is unprecedented in history.

The reason why the leaders of a prosperous nation, a tribal union, and even an empire pay so much attention to this man’s every move can be explained in an instant.

But.

But I mean.

“…”

To be honest.

I’m afraid.

If you store the power of such a transcendent being in your body that much, there can be no side effects.

The viciousness of her aura that she just saw is beyond her imagination. If he still wears it in his body,

I know it’s developing that way.

From this man, at some point.

It is also true that the image she ‘liked’ is gradually fading.

His heartless selflessness that he cared for the people around him to the point of being stupid.

That silly laugh that he sometimes showed, that unique awkward evasive expression that came out when he was flustered.

The thing that made her fall for this guy.

Every time I heard that voice, it made my heart pound as if the inside of my throat was blocked.

The warmth I felt from a human named Doud Campbell. Warmth.

All of those things are gradually fading away. It fades.

It feels like it is changing into something mechanical and moving only for a purpose.

“…Me, sir.”

So, even after seeing the feat just unfolded before my eyes.

The words that flowed out of her vocal chords were somehow filled with anxiety.

If we keep going like this.

At some point, I thought that this person would be completely distant.

I feel that way.

“Let me ask you something, Elijah.”

As if she had cut off such a question and came in, Daud’s sentence fell off.

I throw it towards her to return her holy sword.

“Do you know why you are not ‘recognized’ by the Holy Sword?”

One thing is clear.

Daud is not the owner of the holy sword. Wasn’t it just observed that the holy sword denied his existence and tried to rip his whole body apart?

The owner of this sword is Elijah. It’s just that she hasn’t been recognized by that side yet.

To that question, Elijah answered with a shudder as he received the holy sword.

“…Because I am weak?”

“No.”

At that, Dawood sighed and replied.

“Because you depend on me.”

“…”

Elijah’s eyes shook greatly.

“Everything that has happened so far. Any crisis. Because everything… Everything happened under my arrangements.”

“…”

“Not this time, maybe.”

“…”

“You have to do it in the end.”

Elijah’s breath caught in her throat for an instant.

The wavering eyes were fixed on Dawood.

Most of what has happened so far has been solved by this man himself.

But this time, it’s clearly drawing a line.

As if this time was an exception.

“It’s okay. You can do it.”

“…”

At that, Elijah bit her lip and looked down at the holy sword in her own hand.

Undoubtedly, it was an uneasy expression.

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[…You’re feeling burdened. Obviously.]

I can hear Caliban laughing and saying that.

Perhaps he said that after seeing Elijah.

“I can’t help it even if it’s burdensome.”

He sighs and answers.

“Because the moment that guy can’t use that, I’m done too.”

The moment Elijah can’t handle her holy sword, it’s not only that he can’t finish this chapter, but even if he clears it thanks to her luck, progress afterwards becomes virtually impossible.

Whether it’s for him or for me, it’s a necessary measure after all.

[Are you okay?]

“…Does it look okay?”

My whole body feels like it’s going to explode.

Pain I’ve experienced countless times, but holding the holy sword while being consumed by Magi is a very special experience.

Because even with the iron man trait, the level of intense pain that couldn’t be blocked was hacking through his entire body.

[No, not that.]

“…?”

[Spirit. Are you all right?]

“…”

[Do you feel that your senses are different from usual?]

That’s it.

I don’t have much to refute.

Because you know best that certain “Emotions” Are gradually fading.

“…I’m fine now. Not yet.”

But at least it’s still bearable.

Not yet.

I have a feeling that I am still barely holding on to the tip of ‘humanity’.

“I still believe in myself.”

[There is something I believe in too.]

“…Yes?”

[Why do you think you gathered all the devil’s vessels when you knew you would hate them?]

“…”

I don’t know what you mean.

Since I was tilting my head, Caliban replied with a smile.

[Well, you’ll find out soon. That you don’t have to do everything yourself.]

“…I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

He sighs and answers.

The huge pillar of fire was growing in size.

“Let’s go, Caliban.”

I wrapped the torn clothes around my tattered arm as a bandage.

It’s not even a first aid measure, but it’s still better than nothing.

Because if I don’t do this at least, I won’t be able to hold on in the future.

“This is where we start in earnest.”

Phase 1, Pillar of Fire. Dimensional Summon. Spirit Summon.

And from now on.

A section that makes all the users scream that the producers are crazy.

The biggest reason why it was repeatedly preached that the Red Night Crisis was the worst disaster in the Empire.

‘…Phase 2.’

This is the summoning section of the ‘demon body’.

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