106. A small light fired by a giant
It is unusual for a monster to make its own home. Of course, monsters are also life, and because of that, I make my own nest or nest.
However, what was in front of our eyes was really a ‘house’. The workmanship is sloppy, but the size is really gigantic enough for a giant to live in.
[They say they can speak human language, so their behavior resembles them.]
In many ways, it reminded me of the monsters I met in the Sunset Mountains. The closer I got, the clearer it became that he was in there.
The ivory-colored body visible through the cracks in the sloppy planks. The sound of snoring echoes the air around the area. And even the stinky smell that was so bad that it was close to a stench.
“Now is your chance.”
Besides, he was completely asleep while we cautiously approached him. A sword of light rose from Whiren’s fingertips as he carefully removed his gloves.
While he was exercising his power as a weapon, his ego was hiding inside, and he didn’t feel any significant mental waves from Elseria in his hand. Instead, only the light was as clear as it was in its heyday.
“Let’s go. Right now, he…”
[Arthur.]
“Yes?”
[Already caught.]
A monster with a hundred eyes. There are many legends handed down about Argos, but the most impressive story among them is about his ‘eyes’.
Like the Cycolps, it has a huge single eye on its forehead that fires focused beams of destruction, and the rest of its body is covered with small eyes. And, there is no such thing as all those eyes closing at the same time.
Even now, even while Argos was fast asleep, the eyes clinging to his body were repeatedly closing and opening. And, one of those eyes had just caught the light that Elseria was pouring out.
“Who is it!”
The moment the enemy was captured, the eyes that had been asleep in the giant’s body widened all at once. The single eye of the Cyclops, compared to other small eyes, also condensed energy and vomited a blazing light.
Contrary to his somewhat bewildered shouts, the momentum he gave off was genuine. When Whiren and the Bishop of the Moon gulped with tension and added strength to the hand holding the weapon.
“You…”
While defeating them, Cream stepped forward. Argos widened her eyes, as if feeling that her spirit was unusual.
“What? He looks like a small but big man.”
The way you talk really sounds like an asshole, heheheum. Anyway, what surprised Argos was not the power of the cream, but the other part. Cream is said to resemble, with whom?
“·······What?”
Cream also tilted her head at her doubt. Argos, who had been looking at Cream with a hundred eyes, immediately squinted and said,
“Small but big man. Smaller than little people, but still big! His hair is also white. So are you. What are you?”
It’s true that I’m using the unified imperial language, but I can’t understand any of it, so it feels like I’m listening to some kind of foreign language. Fortunately, I knew a language that worked even for the illiterate.
That’s body language. If you have that white eye properly, you will be able to stop acting like a fool and introduce yourself logically using the 5-W-W.
When Cream, who received her will, pulled out her hideous demonic sword, Argos flinched and stepped back.
“You… He is small but not a big man. He is just a small person.”
Of course not. Aside from the immense power that her slender body harbors, the cream of her appearance is just a small and slender girl.
And Argos is a giant bigger than an ogre. In those eyes, anyone would look small unless it was Choco who had transformed.
“Everyone is like that. Everyone is small, everyone is weak. He attacks Virgo every day! You bully poor Vargo!”
I can feel the divine power of the cream flowing over my body. As expected, I couldn’t shake off the inherent resistance to divine power, but there was no such thing as the divine power eating away at me like before.
As if Argos also responded, a flash of light began to blaze from her huge one eye. It is the symbol of the Cyclops, and it was a precursor to the focused destructive beam that its higher species could also use.
[By the way, what else is Vargo?]
“Purgo, people call me Vargo. So, put it on and put it on!”
You must have misunderstood Argos, not Vargo. It seemed that his self-consciousness was strong enough to recognize his own name. Well, this time he was poisoned though.
While he was reflexively answering the question I posed, I was distracted for a short time. Taking advantage of that gap, Cream stabbed her demonic sword.
The holy power gathered at the tip of the sword erupted at one point, and a beam of intense flame was shot in a straight line. Vargo was also taken aback, but fired a focused beam of destruction a step later.
“Aagh!”
Well, the outcome of the match was natural. Although the power of his faith was greatly weakened as he used the magic sword as a catalyst, he is still a hero. Besides, Vargo even caught him off guard.
The focused destruction beams, which collided tightly for a moment, were soon pushed back by the beam of flame. At the last moment, if Vargo hadn’t stopped firing the beam and quickly twisted his body, it would have pierced his head.
“uuu・・・・・. It hurts, it hurts!”
However, it was only an instant death, but the eyes in the place where the flame’s rays scratched and passed were bursting with a popping sound. Tears of blood that flowed from between the crushed eyeballs soaked his body.
He was strong, but he didn’t have much combat experience, so he struggled and screamed. Although he struggled like a child, his body was so huge that local destruction was taking place around him.
“It hurts!”
Energy began to concentrate once more in Vargo’s eyes, which had been screaming. Not only the Cyclops’ one eye, but all the remaining eyes embedded in its body.
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[How crazy!]
While I was frightened and the rest of the party quickly retreated, the concentration of energy reached its peak. Soon after, Vargo opened dozens of eyes at the same time and fired beams in all directions.
A terrifying wave of destruction swept everywhere. However, no one was caught in the ray bombardment, as everyone in the party quickly dodged. Only the house of the poor Vargo was destroyed.
“Now…!”
No, but those bastards? As soon as a gap was seen, Whiren and the Moon Bishop immediately rushed at it. Of course, since this world is not a game, there is no big problem with losing the last hit.
I feel bad, I feel bad! Unlike them, however, Cream did not jump right in. Soon, the reason for her waiting was revealed.
“Hey!”
As if once was not enough, Vargo trembled and vomited another flash of light. Of course, the power was noticeably weaker than the first bombardment, but the number was still threatening.
Firen quickly spread his sword of light wide and swung it, and the Bishop of the Moon opened his ice shield to block it, but both of them couldn’t help but look frustrated.
And then, while their actions stopped to catch the beam, Cream flew up swinging his sword. Without hesitation, the blade was thrust into the giant’s neck.
“Kwuweheek!”
However, Vargo’s body was too large and too hard to cut in one go. Befitting his ivory-colored body, his body was as hard as a rock.
Of course, unlike the ordeal I experienced when I was an ogre, I was sharp enough now. In addition, although it is a power of opposites, it is second only to the divine power of the cream, so the blade split and the flame burned.
[Yes, this is it!]
I exclaimed, excited by the feeling of hard flesh being neatly sliced. The Holy Sword muttered in an absurd voice as he grabbed his neck and looked at the staggering Virgo.
[······By the way, didn’t you catch that monster and listen to the story?]
[Ah, that’s right.]
And, Vargo, who had now been decapitated, was staggering and had the atmosphere that he would die soon, if not immediately. Vargo, who staggered for a moment, straightened his head.
“Oh oh oh oh… Oh oh oh oh-!]
Why is that bastard doing this uneasy again? Mental waves seemed to mix with the human cries, but instead of light, black darkness began to cover the huge single eye.
Like the monsters in the Sunset Mountains, as they draw power, their ferocity gets stronger and their dark stigma stand out. The cream tried to target the eye, which had been made vulnerable by his experience, but I dried it up.
[Wait, we’re here to fix your eyes!]
By the way, can I use the stigma-infused pupils of darkness as an ingredient for divine magic? However, before I could answer such a reasonable question, Vargo raised his head.
That one eye was now completely black, filled with darkness. As for the other eyes attached to the body, the darkness was not filled, but the pupils were shaking like crazy as if they had gone completely insane.
“I hate it. Sick. You little people always bully Vargo-!”
[Yes, nice. If we get rid of everything that gets in our way, the teacher might read the storybook again.]
From the stigma of darkness that stands out completely, the whispers of ghosts are heard, and the innocent as much as it is innocent corrupts the spirit of the giant. With a scream that was closer to grumbling than screaming, he opened his eyes.
And then, a bombardment of darkness incomparable to the previous two flew towards us.