117. Those who enter this place, obtain all despair.
The heavens and the earth are inhabited by spirits. I couldn’t recognize or confirm their existence, but it was a natural truth like the sun rising and rain falling from the sky.
And it resembled the other world like twins, but the other side world, which operated under completely different laws, was also the same. However, when the spirits of the other world came over to this world.
It got another name: ‘The Devil’.
[□□□?]
[□.]
Whether it was a spirit or a demon, it was not a clearly real being, but rather a being close to a natural phenomenon, devoid of individual reason. However, mortals on earth always wanted to call them.
Wizards summoned spirits with the sounds of creatures, while shamans summoned demons in the form of inanimate objects. A congratulatory message that responds to the magician’s spell. It was written to the world in the form of letters.
However, as the influence of the other world grew, the laws of this world collapsed. Sorcery was banned, and countless sorcerers were subjugated. And those who survived.
“Okay.”
Those who could not give up their lives or magic tried to escape not to another world but to the other world. Just as the demons crossed over into this world, they too will be able to go to the back side of the mirror.
The foolish and maddening attempt failed. But it wasn’t a total failure.
[□·······.]
Abstract painting as if an alien species, who had never seen a real human being since birth, passionately drew a human after only hearing the explanation. Ala Kurth, who clicked his tongue at the ugly sight of his comrades, turned his head away.
They are laughing at the way they fell after being eroded by the devil, but in fact, Alarcus was no different from them. Feeling the demon wriggling inside him, Alarcus frowned.
Demon Contractors were able to handle the power of demons incomparably comfortably, simply, and powerfully compared to shamans. However, in return, the demon contractor had to sacrifice himself.
“······Sama!”
It was a very convenient transaction. Mortals gain strength, demons gain intelligence.
He feels himself becoming something he can’t understand. The most terrifying thing was that even when he saw himself twisted like that, he felt joy instead of disgust.
The ‘it’ that crouched inside his body didn’t say anything, but as the day passed, Alarcus felt an irresistible temptation from that black, chunky body.
“Sir!”
“Oh, sorry.”
Are you thinking too different? At the call of the follower, Alarcus raised his head.
“So, what happened?”
“I have detected a divine response approaching at high speed! At least two saints!”
“······What?”
Alarcus was frightened and ran after the follower. He passed the busy weavers as he weaved the tapestry of despair, and when he reached the deepest part of the facility, it was already a mess.
Nearly one-third of the congratulatory messages carved throughout the control room have already lost their light. The spells he carved to hide and protect this space are destroyed one by one.
“Wait a minute, that girl over there…”
“Amazing. How did the hero know about this place?”
Alarcus, who checked the scenery outside the space with his magic, frowned. The eight pupils opened and closed with a clicking sound, as if having a seizure.
But, no matter how much I denied reality, nothing changed. Recently, this has been bothering me like a thorn in my mouth. However, coming this far has crossed the line.
Alarcus, whose sense of beauty was already twisted, did not feel the slightest agitation while looking at Cream.
“Even if it’s not the case, I was going to invite you from the beginning, but I heard you’re impatient anyway.”
“Yes?”
Alarus ignored the subordinate who was spouting stupid words. Even at this moment, Alarcus thought for a moment as he looked at the approaching hero, destroying everything he had prepared step by step.
In the not-too-distant past, Alarcus made a bold statement to the Archbishop. It is an aspiration to catch his warrior with his own power.
Of course, Alarcus was well aware of his powerlessness. He wasn’t very good at fighting. However, victory or defeat in battle was not always determined by strength.
“What are you staring at so far away? Request a relief force from the nearby branch right away.”
“Oh, I see!”
Even though he is a mighty demon contractor and the 4th cult of the Dark Church, there was still a human side of him in a corner of Alarcus’ heart. That’s why, looking at the warrior’s face, he felt weak anxiety and annoyance.
He swallowed the anxiety that was creeping in as he brushed up on his petty subordinate. Of course, the trap to catch the hero was prepared, but there was still not enough time to finish the coordination.
Nevertheless-
“What is it, ah. It is you.”
At that time, a hand rested on his shoulder.
For a moment, Alarcus, who was irritated thinking that an ordinary follower had touched him, calmed down when he saw his opponent. As soon as he came out of the room he was given, his demon contractor colleagues were approaching him.
I vomited at the last bits of humanity left on his face, at the tentacles that slicked like seaweed, the salty fishy smell, and the eyes that sprouted like barnacles. And, of course, I couldn’t understand what the demon side was saying.
[□□ □□□□ □.]
Of course, I couldn’t understand what my colleague was talking about either. He said he understood, but he only pretended to. It is quite natural that otherworldly beings cannot understand each other.
Comrades who once ran for the same cause have now been swallowed up by demons. Their tangled bodies mimicking human form was all they had left of humanity.
[□□ □ □□ □□□?]
“Yes, I will do my best.”
However, Alarcus was convinced that they were still his allies, even if they could no longer communicate, even if they no longer had human parts left.
If a demon has intelligence, it must be made of the souls of its comrades. One step before becoming a demon. If there is one last piece of existence that holds them together so that they can exist in reality.
It must be our embers that we want this world to become hell even if we burn our own existence. Alarus was so sure.
There is no way that a person who made a cruel evil spirit the object of his faith would hope for salvation.
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[No, what is so much?]
I grumbled as I watched the group of monsters being swept away like straw.
As Cream approached the designated destination, the number of suspicious monsters increased. Yes, just like the monsters attracted by the slabs from the Sunset Mountains were attacking us.
I even found several of those slabs. It seems to have deteriorated compared to what we originally had, but instead there were an enormous number of them.
“Master! I broke another one!”
It was fortunate that the camouflage covering the stone slabs wasn’t that great. The cream and chocolate, which had enough divinity, could feel something swaying in the air. If you wave your hand at that part like chocolate now.
Zeng. Black shards scattered and fell from the air with a cheerful sound. It’s a problem because monsters are still coming after destroying so many slabs.
[Still, I think we’re almost there?]
Cream, who swept monsters everywhere while scattering holy power at my words, made a puzzled expression. I glanced into the distance to help her understand.
[Hey, you can see it.]
The ridge still infested with monsters. However, darkness was pouring down from the estuary of the mountain, which had collapsed after being hit by a lightning bolt from Cream.
It looked as if the mountain was shedding black, rotting blood. So, you have parasites in your body, so you’re not feeling well, right? But nothing to worry about.
“Choco, open the way.”
“Okay, Master!”
It’s not like we really didn’t have any thoughts. At Cream’s request, Choco, who had maintained her human form until now, stretched her body. His clothes were tattered, but there were no scratches on his body.
[Then, let’s really use our strength!]
Choco’s body swelled up like an explosion with mental waves that seemed to cheer. Torn clothes and flesh fluttered, and a beast with jet-black fur stood tall on four legs.
Cream lightly tumbled in the air and rode on top of the beast-shaped Choco. Just as she grabbed her mane, Choco kicked her to the ground, vomiting her mighty howl!
“Oh oh oh-“
More than a dump truck with simple physical force. In addition, although the number of monsters swarming here is high, the quality is all low. Among them, there was not a single object that could stop Choco from running.
No, it wasn’t that there really wasn’t one, but Cream wasn’t idle either. Cream, who was holding the choke with one hand and spinning the holy sword with the other hand, at some point aimed at the handle of her holy sword.
[Hero, I’m dizzy!]
With the lamentation of the holy sword, red-hot rays extended and pierced the ogre trying to throw a rock and the tantalus with its two mouths wide open in succession.
As we got closer to the bleeding dark energy, the monsters attacked as if in a fit. However, nothing could stop Cream and Choco from beginning to exert their full power.
The crack in the mountain completely collapsed, and the chocolate with burnt cream landed in an underground cavity. A needlessly wide and empty cavity. In the middle of it, there was a windmill that actually stopped out of nowhere.
– Name: Dark Textile
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Of course it can’t be a real windmill. That was also a dungeon. Although it looks narrow from the outside, the moment we step inside, we will be connected to another subspace.
The monsters chasing us struggled with their arms before falling into their cavities. So, damn things. There’s no need to run away, but there’s no need to fight either.
[Let’s go!]
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Avoiding the pouring rain of monsters, we jumped straight into the windows of the windmill.