123. Exodus 23:13
The relationship between the devil and the devil’s covenant can be simply compared to a flame and a wick. The more the devil’s power is used, the more the contract wears out. Little by little, it transforms into something you cannot understand.
However, the demon contractor was not only the wick of the candle, but also the anchor through which the demon could exert influence in this world. Without the medium of the contractor, the devil eventually drifts into the sea of the underworld.
That’s why, even if you gave yourself away, the contractor still remains inside the demon. At least enough to hold the devil in this reality.
[□□ □□□□.]
The cocoon split and the imago evolved. At first glance, the shape that looks like a butterfly flies slowly flapping its wings. Following that flight, the space of the dungeon expanded infinitely.
However, what made up the butterfly’s wings was a surprisingly finely woven red spider’s web. Its central body seemed to be half a human and half a gigantic caterpillar.
Depending on the viewpoint, it looks like a butterfly with red wings, or a cocoon tightly tied in the center of a geometric spider web.
[There is no □death□ in the □Se□sang of □Uri□.]
The butterfly spread its wings. Or, the cocoon hanging from the spider’s web struggled.
A voice that could not and should not be understood by beings in this world became noise and hit the voice of a mortal. Alarcus had given himself, and now it was the demon who inherited his will.
But the devil was also Alarcus. Originally, the devil had no intellect, so his rationality, his thinking, his insight, and his values all came from his contractor.
[□Bu□seo□ji□go□bu□seo□ji□go□bu□seo□ji□da□ga-]
The Contractor regarded the demon growing inside him as a monster, but the Devil regarded the Contractor as his parent.
And for a newborn child, parents were everything in the world. So, it was natural for children to want to follow their parents’ wishes.
[If you want to make it as good as good as good as good as good as good as good.]
The jet-black priest whose upper body was annihilated by the white darkness of the cream, the 5th cult and two high-ranking monsters who were shattered by Choco. The rest of the enemies except for the brave soldier I swallowed.
Torn to pieces, fragments that could not be revived even with the regenerative power of a pure-blooded beastman rose into the air. The extremely intensified vision caught a very finely entangled red thread in the gap.
[@Da@si@united@newlyborn@new.]
The law of the other world casts a shadow on this world. In this alienated world, there is no longer a state of death. There are only large aggregates and small scattered ones.
And small things attract each other and come together anew. Is born A jet-black flame burns on the tentacles of the cult, and the locust’s upper skin covers the spider woman’s body.
Eight to five, three. One. And two again.
“Well, after all, the main body is a type without combat power?”
I looked at the butterfly or cocoon floating in the air and shrugged. Suddenly, the entire space was transformed. It is not a dark and damp underground space, but a void where the darkness spreads endlessly.
The space we are stepping on was made of densely entangled red spider webs. The thread came from none other than all beings in this place. A red thread that weaves with each other.
I was the only one free from that rule. In the air, finely stretched threads stretched to my body, but with just a slight movement, they lost their restraints and snapped off.
“□□□ □□□·······.”
[□□□□ □□.]
The butterfly was spinning slowly in the air, as if it were a celestial body in the cosmos of this closet. And beneath them, two newborn babies rose up with their first loud cry.
It takes root in the pages of an open book and tentacles grow like trees. At the top of the tree, the heads of fairies and humans were growing like fruits and smiling.
Beside the bizarre tentacle tree, a lady in a golden dress wearing a mask stood up. It had sixteen pairs of legs, and a dress made of tens of millions of insects undulated as if it were alive.
“It’s really quite a bad taste.”
The 5th Cult and the Priest of Darkness, the Grand Duke of Abaddon and the Duchess of Arachne. Two completely different beings merged, and as a result, two new beings were born. However, it was something too ugly to be called creation.
Honestly, it was interesting, but I just threw my eyes away. Well, maybe the remnants of the personality left in Cream’s body had an effect on me. She liked to wait for her enemies to transform.
Obviously, Cream’s consciousness was asleep, but somehow it seemed that she could hear her laughter. Small and broken. So it’s hard to tell her apart from the sound of her breath if she’s not used to it.
[□Yes□Ga□hal□So□Ri□ane□Neil□ten□de.]
“What is the point of discussing art with a bug?”
I lightly flicked my fingers in a flirting stance. Jiying. I really liked the sound of the sword crying. Well, anyway, I’ve waited long enough for this.
“I will save you.”
Whether it’s relief (救濟) or relief (驅除), nothing changes. I chuckled and swung my sword. The floor, tightly woven with red thread, cracked and the black void opened its mouth.
I jumped into it without hesitation. Real devils, not demon contractors, descended, and the subspace we are staying in now also went beyond the level of alienation and became a small hidden world in itself.
However, improvised things always have gaps.
“Die!”
I smiled as I fell infinitely toward the void. Obviously I fell off the floor, but the floor reappeared above me as I fell endlessly down.
At the same time, the butterfly was still floating above me like a celestial body. The laws of the world collide and neutralize, and even the coordinates of space are distorted. It seems that gravity still remains.
According to the law of course, the more you fall, the faster you go and the more power you have. The sword attack with infinite distance cut the lady in a golden dress in two.
[□□□ □□ □□□!]
“Oops, this one wasn’t the main body.”
The body of the lady whose face was covered with a mask was cut to pieces. However, feeling the unpleasant taste of my hand as if I had cut through something empty, I quickly backed away.
The locusts that made up the lady’s dress dispersed, but soon regrouped in another place. Locusts stacking each other’s bodies on top of each other first take the form of clothes, then spew threads to reweave the body to wear the clothes.
“□Chan□Mi□Hara!”
Then, the human face attached to the tentacle tree opened its mouth and began to spit out jet-black flames. The fairy’s head also began to sing a hymn of madness that would drive opponents crazy just by hearing it.
Ugh, it’s okay if you don’t understand that kind of thing. As I frowned and readjusted my senses, the otherworldly voice lost its meaning and began to sound like crackling noise again.
It’s still noisy, but this is better. I thrust myself into the pitch black flames. As if the black blade was smiling, the darkness spread over it.
Shululurook-
The taste is not very good, probably because the laws of the other world are mixed. No matter how nerdy I am, it’s a little too much to eat something tasteless like this. I shook myself lightly and vomited back what I had just eaten.
A little bit of my love and sincerity? Clumping liquid jet black flame was scattered and began to burn the tree of tentacles and the locust’s dress together.
It’s nothing else, it’s quite strange that they attack me with darkness, so I gave them a chance to joke around, but it was more disappointing than I thought.
“Is this the end?”
[□□□?]
I ignored the demon’s words that sounded like distorted noise. I’m sorry, but the person I want to take my anger out on is the clown, not the devil born from that soul. So, the joke ends here.
I ignored all the pointless attacks that poured pitch-black flames, sang hymns of madness, and called dryness and cracks. Keuheum, lightly loosen your neck once.
[■■ ■■■ ■■ ■■ ■■■■.]
– Execution of Ex.
You should have known that even if it was recreated anew, its source would not go anywhere. The two heads that make up the tree of tentacles belong to the Dark Church’s 5th cult and high priest.
The tentacles stood stiff as if struck by lightning. Soon, heads contorted in astonishment snapped their heads. The heads with their neck flexibly bent at more than 360 degrees look at the queen of locusts.
[□ □□·······. □□□?]
“□□□□.”
Then, the heads of humans and fairies opened their mouths and started attacking the queen of locusts. The lady’s image collapsed and reassembled several times, and the locusts also reveal it without losing.
In an instant, the battlefield of the red spider web became a mayhem. I ignored the bugs and looked up at the sky. The demon’s figure was closer than before.
The creatures of the other world fought each other and the laws of the other world were disturbed. As long as there were no obstacles, the devil could no longer be free from my blade.
“What I have to look at is not a rotten dregs like you.”
Aim your sword carefully. The tip of the knife is pulled tight. Instead of the sky, the devil hung at the tip of the blade, which rose high as if the sun would pierce it.
– □□□□□□□□□□□!
“So, get out of here.”
I have quite a long back end. How dare you hurt our cream? There’s no way I can forgive you Lips twisted at will.
Of course, leaving your existence to someone else, running away from my wrath on your own. I don’t tolerate it. He will pay the price as a clown, not as a demon.
The jet-black trail passed through the chrysalis that had finished fable.
[□□□·······. Ugh, aaa!”
Incomprehensible echoes became understandable screams, and the outgoing mental waves became voices.
The existence of the Underworld has no influence on this world. That meant that no matter how completely the target looked like a demon, there was still a “Existence from another world” Inside it.
Slashed the black devil. The laws of the other world that make up demons were cut through the strings of the contract that allowed him to anchor himself in this world. He murdered the unkillable.
However, the tip of the sword that never missed missed only one thing in it. According to the will of the wielder.
“Kuhhhhh.”
A small, shrunken, fetal-looking figure fell between the disintegrating demon bodies. I lightly reached out and grabbed it.
Although he no longer had a mask, his grotesquely contorted face looked like a clown laughing. Eight pupils blinked with fear, passion, joy, and grief.
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“You thought you could run away, right?”
Haven’t been eaten by demons yet, so that demons can exist in this world.
The last piece of humanity that defines itself as Alarcus.