206. Red Night (6)
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“Your momentum is a bit different from before, isn’t it?”
When Elijah said that, Dawood, standing next to her, quietly nodded her head.
It looked like he was hurt here and there as he removed his spiritual body, but he didn’t seem to care.
As if, compared to what was to come, an injury of this magnitude was nothing to worry about.
“This is where the real thing starts.”
The reason why the summoning of the main body of the demon in phase 2 remains a nightmare for most Sera users is that the planning intention of this event in the first place is to clearly imprint the demon’s ‘power’ on players.
The pillar of fire in front of me did not stop at the level of scattering demonic energy, but was ‘changing’ the entire surrounding environment.
The burning flames go beyond dyeing the surroundings red.
The smell of sulfur. The smell of burnt vegetation.
Along with those things, a dark aura spread from the burned things begins to cover the surroundings.
The land and atmosphere were completely changed to something else.
To an environment that feels like a whole other world.
“…Is this?”
“Terraforming.”
Daud sighed.
“The existence itself changes the surroundings to be like Pandemonium.”
That’s a ridiculous ability.
In terms of killing ability, it is the ability to kill the world just by breathing. Because the only thing that can survive in Pandaemonium’s environment is the life that originally existed in it.
The thing that has this in common as a ‘basic passive’ is the existence of a devil.
“…”
Fortunately, the area of effect won’t spread across continents right away. Because the main body of the devil did not descend directly.
But.
It is possible enough to summon a ‘strong being’ that cannot exist in the physical world in the first place.
-!
-!!!
A portal has been created nearby.
However, it is different from the previous ones.
It contains ‘energy’ that can overwhelm humans just by looking at it.
-!!
-!!!
The one that stepped out from the inside was a demonic beast with a human-like form.
The whole body is wrapped in magic that looks like ‘armor’, and the figure equipped with ‘weapon’.
“…Knight?”
At Elijah’s muttered words, Daud laughed.
It seemed like he was agreeing.
“If you are a king, everyone wears a bodyguard.”
Muttered Daud.
Devil. King of Pandemonium.
Then there is bound to be at least one creature attracted to that strength.
“Similar.”
Hell Guard. Hell’s Praetorian.
A powerful creature that ranks high in Pandaemonium.
It feels like an automaton used by angels in the other world, but its fighting power and killing power are of a different class.
“…”
As soon as he saw that, Elijah intuitively realized.
‘…Can’t win…!’
I feel a disappointing gap.
I’ve seen all sorts of crazy things with Daud, but this one is…!
“Elijah.”
“Yes?”
Just before Elijah’s mind faded away, the low voice of Dawood knocked in her ear.
“Again, you have to do it in the end.”
“…”
“No matter what happens to me, never look back. It will definitely go to the end. Got it?”
“…”
To say such a thing.
It means that this person will surely see a rough sight.
“…How strong is that?”
“…”
Daud was silent.
As if I couldn’t bear to tell you.
“Neither of us can win. Now.”
He let out a deep sigh.
“At least one person has to go forward.”
“You mean you’re dealing with that alone again?”
“Yes.”
Elijah gritted his teeth, and she managed to get her words out.
“…Teacher.”
Just this time.
I can say that with certainty.
“I die.”
“…”
“…Really, die.”
I can definitely feel it.
At least this time, this person is also randomly bumping into each other without any special plan.
I just do it ‘because I have to do it’.
I have no choice.
“…But.”
Daud replied with a wry smile.
“You still have to do it.”
“…”
“Go forward quickly. I’ll take care of this.”
Elijah looked at him with quivering eyes.
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Cecilia XI glared at the Marquis of Bogut with a ferocious gaze.
She always had a gentle smile, which was unusual for her, but she knew perfectly well that she didn’t need such a show with this man.
“…For now.”
Just looking at the words that followed, that was the case.
“Did you know that for you, a mere marquis, to come to the emperor’s residence is a huge offense in itself.”
“So, Your Majesty!”
Of course, the opponent didn’t even pretend to hear.
In front of the emperor whose expression was openly decaying, the Marquis Bogart smiled and continued to say that.
“What do you think?”
On the desks facing each other, there was a crystal ball projecting an image.
It was probably a video near the place where the third ordeal was taking place.
“…”
Cecilia XI looked at the screen that was being held there.
Neither the sky nor the earth.
Everything nearby is immortal
I even think that if there was a sea nearby, I would have burned it all up.
‘Red night.’
The runaway of the red devil.
The national catastrophe that this man pointed out would happen one day.
“About that pillar of fire, Your Majesty.”
To the emperor who was thinking of such a thought, Bogut’s words fell again.
“Aren’t you getting stronger all the time?”
“…”
“If we leave it as it is, the barrier of the angel will be broken, right?”
“…”
“The three-piece demon vessel runs out of control and the barrier is destroyed, and the tangential contact with the main body of the demon in the void area… Wow, the world will be ruined.”
Though the light voice and the way he jokes makes me feel a little feverish.
It is undoubtedly an unprecedented crisis. Seriously, it wouldn’t be strange to call it a world-ending crisis.
If the main body and the awakened vessel meet, it is a ‘descent of the devil’ in the true sense.
Of all the seven demons, even if only one succeeds in such a thing, it wouldn’t be strange if the entire continent were destroyed.
“…People have already been dispatched from within the Empire.”
The emperor spoke in a hard voice.
“The best people to make sure that never happens-“
“No.”
Bogut interrupted her and entered.
“All useless. Doesn’t His Majesty know that well?”
“…”
“What do you think is the reason why the Seonghwangguk chose this location for trials in the first place, Your Majesty?”
“…”
“This is an expression of their intention to quietly bury this incident in a place where no one is swept away, if possible. Anyway, no matter how much effort you put into it, it’s all meaningless as long as the opponent is a demon.”
The Marquis Bogart continued her words with her face still smiling.
“It’s a runaway demon. Anything within the ‘human’ standard is meaningless.”
“…”
“In regards to the anti-magic, it is to the extent that it is in a country with the highest authority. It would be a miracle if we could do anything with Imperial personnel.”
This is the theory.
Of course, just because it’s a theory doesn’t mean it doesn’t get angry.
As the emperor stared at him in silence, Bogart grinned.
“The only thing that made that possible was the Guardians, which seemed to have collected only the final evolved humans…”
Those pupils shine insidiously.
“Did you change everything? You yourself.”
The emperor bit his lip until blood came out.
“…”
“You gave the order directly through Archduke Tristan. You drove them all to limb. To subdue the Demon Crisis.”
The emperor, who had been silent for a while, barely opened his mouth again.
“… Sounds like a story that has nothing to do with it now.”
“Oh, that’s right! Sorry.”
The emperor, who glared fiercely at Bogut, who brazenly nodded, continued speaking in a voice that sounded like a growl.
“What is the reason for showing this, you?”
“I thought it would be good for you to see the power your Majesty is eyeing.”
“What?”
“If you are interested in a man named Doud Campbell, aren’t you curious about how far he can go when it comes to ‘The Devil’?”
“…”
“In order to drain the ‘dead blood’ that is circulating in his body, inherited from his parents-“
[You mean.]
Bogut quickly shut up.
Anyway, he was a man who knew amazingly how to ride a ship.
Like now.
If ‘scales’ sprouted on the Emperor’s body, his pupils were tearing like those of reptiles, and mana began to bubble up near his body.
Scratching more than this means it’s not a good choice.
[You’d better watch your mouth. If you want to keep the name line long. There is a limit to being patient.]
The pressure in that voice crushed Bogart’s body flat. He has no magical powers. It’s just that the body reacts automatically because there is a difference in ‘personality’ between them.
The air vibrates. The glass around is cracked, the floor is cracked, and all items with weak durability are smashed.
The absurd thing is that this just happens with the other person’s ‘sign’.
Hemolysis.
Excellent among them, a presence mixed with the dignity of a ‘ruler’.
The highest dignity among creatures in the material world. The source of all magical powers.
“…Sorry. Think of it as a mistake.”
At the answer that flowed smoothly, the emperor glared at him but withdrew his energy.
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Anyway, at least this answer wasn’t playful.
“So, anyway.”
The emperor looked at the Marquis Boguert, who smiled again as soon as the energy disappeared with a look of high spirits.
I wonder what this human, real tendons are made of.
“In that situation, I have no choice but to leave it to this man to stop the coming of demons.”
With those words, the screen flipped.
A woman with orange hair and a man running with a broken heart beside her.
“…”
The emperor’s eyes widened.
Because they are faces you can’t recognize.
“The champion candidate, Elijah Krisanax. And Dowd Campbell, the eternal favorite of demons. Isn’t that a good combination?”
The emperor, hearing the frivolous voice in one ear and letting it out in the other, scanned the video in detail.
I don’t know about anything else, but at least one thing caught her attention.
“…The body.”
She muttered in her voice, which sank low.
Daud Campbell’s body was not in a good state, even if it looked like it.
It is difficult to simply describe it as ‘injured’. It’s as if something is “Eating” The entire body.
“…”
And the thing in front of it.
An overwhelmingly powerful enemy whose intimidation is transmitted even beyond the video.
“Hell Guard… Wow, it looks like the demons are about to descend, so even that kind of thing comes out.”
“…Are they known creatures?”
“I don’t know the details. I only know the name.”
Bogart continued with a grin.
“Everyone who saw that died, so there aren’t many records left. In the first place, among the warriors of all time, there must have been a nobleman who died fighting that thing? The record may have been lost.”
“…”
I don’t know why people talk about lost records as if they had seen them in person.
As the emperor sighed in amazement, Bogut continued his sentence again casually.
“It must be a crisis situation. In the first place, there are not many people who can maintain their sanity in the magi that form the ‘red night’, so they won’t be able to ask for help right away.”
“…”
The emperor bit his lip again.
“…If you go that way, you will die. I can’t fight such a formidable enemy with that body condition.”
“Is that so?”
“Didn’t you say there was no one to help you? There is almost no chance of survival…!”
“I am not a man who will die easily.”
The Marquis of Bogart replied indifferently.
It was as if the emperor’s worries were useless.
“Like Chancellor Sullivan, and the unpleasant woman wearing the mask, strangely, they worried a lot about that man dying. The only thing you really have to worry about is the other side.”
“…What are you talking about?”
“Although that man holds most of the cases in which this world is destroyed, there are many possibilities as to what ‘form’ it will take.”
“…”
Sometimes this man speaks proudly of things he knows only to himself.
What an annoying trait.
The emperor glared at him with such emotion.
“And, I think.”
Okay or not, the Marquis Bogart continued without hesitation.
“At least in this ‘incident’, that man is not going to die.”
Actually.
The figure seen inside the crystal ball.
It was a completely different aspect from the emperor’s worries.
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Damn, anime talk looks like bad stand-up show when you look at it without context. Just watch final battle of Guren Lagan right now, and you will see how awkward it is.