Episode 101. noisy dude
“oh my god.”
Ghost Battalion Commander, Teredal, gaped.
What surprised me was the other ghosts as well.
[-her… … .]
[-How can you… … .]
They let out a short exclamation as they looked at Aaron and Azazel, who had stopped moving.
I wanted to express my feelings in words, but I was so shocked that I couldn’t say anything.
Aaron, the liberator of the shadow forest, and Azazel, the cunning one.
The fight between the two was like rocks fired from a catapult flying in front of my eyes and crashing constantly.
The ghosts had no choice but to watch them fight, as it was obvious that they would be swept away and die if they clumsily tried to help.
“It’s over.”
Raven, who had been standing there blankly, managed to come to his senses and said.
Azazel, the cunning duke of the Demonic Realm, was completely defeated at the hands of Aaron.
The fight was strictly between the two, and there was no help or hindrance from anyone.
A human who had not even undergone the coming-of-age ceremony single-handedly defeated the Grand Duke of the Demonic Realm, who had been resurrected as a perfect body.
“Crukreuk. Kreuk.”
Azazel was on one knee, motionless.
For a short time during the bloody battle, he was infinitely helpless.
As a demon grand duke who once turned the western part of the continent into a mess, he suffered a terrible defeat that he had never experienced in his entire life.
If it was another demon, I would have died rather than live like that out of resentment and shame.
“Ouch… … .”
Azazel was successfully defeated, but Aaron was also maimed.
[The effect of Turisaj (3 stacks) has ended.]
[The effect of Soul Lo has ended.]
[warning. Physical activity has far exceeded the permissible limit.]
[Stamina is reduced by 100%.]
[Spirit is reduced by 100%.]
[You die if you don’t recover health within 30 seconds.]
When the duration of the rune ended, the strength of the whole body was drained, and the extreme pain came, as if piercing each cell with a needle.
[Twilight Sword – Under the influence of self-denial, physical strength and mental strength are recovered by 1%.]
Thanks to Oberin’s skill acquired right before the battle, he managed to keep his spirits up, but he couldn’t even lift a finger because of the pain that was making him lose his mind.
‘If I had had 10 more seconds, I would have stopped breathing.’
Aaron rolled his eyes and looked at the dying Azazel.
Right after his resurrection, he lacked Magi and was seriously injured from being provoked, but Azazel was nonetheless Azazel.
He did not give up his life easily, even with a hole in his chest and missing his left arm.
If he had resurrected and fought after recovering enough demonic energy, he would never have won.
‘But this is enough.’
It was unfortunate that he couldn’t stop breathing right away, but it was an established fact that he would die.
I could tell just by looking at the magi that overflowed as if to devour the surroundings and dried up like a creek in a drought.
“Are you okay?”
Raven, who had been watching Azazel for a while, approached Aaron.
Aaron nodded his head with difficulty.
“okay.”
“Just rest. Leave the finishing touches to us.”
“no.”
Aaron grabbed Raven, who stood up with a speculative face.
Raven stared blankly at the hand that gripped the hem of her dress.
“why?”
“die. if caught.”
Aaron dropped his arm as if it was difficult to even hold on to his collar.
Fortunately, Raven did not go.
Aaron spoke slowly, watching her demand an explanation.
“That guy’s body is broken, not his mind. He’s good at brainwashing, so if you get close to him, he’ll only increase the number of victims.”
“Then you mean two drinks like that? And if you ever recover… … .”
“Don’t worry, it won’t happen. He will die soon.”
Aaron said confidently.
At first glance, it seems to be in a groggy state because of exhaustion, but in reality, it is the last attack pattern seen right before death.
If you think it’s over and approach to end your breath, subdue the opponent with magic and then absorb the essence to regain your strength.
I had to leave it alone to finish it completely.
“Lord!”
It was then that Teredal shouted.
When Raven and Aaron turned around, he pointed at Azazel with a puzzled look.
“Look over there!”
A thin, long purple line formed in the air next to Azazel, and slowly began to open on both sides.
[-Stop it!]
[-We will finish it!]
A few ghosts jumped forward, clutching their weapons.
[-Do not approach! It’s an order!]
Raven jumped up and shouted at them.
The ghosts stopped moving while making questionable expressions, as if asking why.
Raven made sure the ghosts had stopped and looked back at Aaron.
“Is that what you expected too?”
“… … no.”
Aaron shook his head.
The experience of subjugating Azazel is dozens of times, but I have never seen a pattern like that.
“That’s a teleportation passage.”
That’s not an attack magic, but a recall magic that forcibly summons things in a specific area.
It seemed that he had prepared a means to recover his body in case of an emergency.
“It’s too late to leave it alone.”
Raven raised her sword and looked down the aisle.
If Azazel recovers her strength with the things from there, then the irreversible will happen.
Even at the cost of the ghosts, he had to end it immediately.
“I’ll say it again, no matter what happens, you can’t access it.”
“So you’re saying you’re going to leave it there?”
“Would you like to keep the bow and boil the soup?”
Aaron pouted and pointed to Raven’s back.
“It is a waste of time. It’s embarrassing to say, but our archery skills don’t get eaten by demons.”
For the past hundreds of years, Dark Elves have minimized Archery, which is the specialty of High Elves, and have mainly learned melee combat such as ambush or surprise attack.
At least the ghosts learn basic archery techniques, but their skills are so poor compared to close combat that they can barely hit close targets.
“Who wants to shoot Azazel? You can aim for that.”
Aaron pointed to the recall gate next to Azazel.
Despite their lack of bow proficiency, Dark Elves are a fair race of fairies.
If you have mastered the basic archery skills, you should be able to pierce the monsters that pop out of the gate.
[-Everyone get your bows ready! Aim for that hole!]
Raven shouted as she raised the bow on her back.
The ghosts, who had been stomping their feet at the command not to approach, drew their bows as if they had waited.
“hehehehe.”
Azazel smiled lowly and raised her head.
The sight of bloody tears flowing from the blood vessels in his eyes was so terrifying that he couldn’t face them.
“It’s like being frightened and hesitating against a dying guy. How pitiful.”
He was on his knees as if he was about to collapse, and he slowly got up.
“Shut up. Whatever pops out of there, you are dead. There is no use in struggling.”
Raven smirked, pulling the string as hard as he could.
Azazel’s gaze turned to her.
“Oh, the new ruler of the Shadow Forest. Didn’t it feel good to get up there with the blood of your father?”
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“… … .”
Raven glared at him with bloody eyes, but did not open his mouth.
“You are indeed his daughter. eyes full of poison If you pull it out and chew it, it will be very delicious.”
ugh-
As he waved his hand, a handful of remaining Magi slowly gathered and created a purple curtain around the Recall Gate.
“… … !”
The Dark Elves who were aiming their bows at the gate were greatly agitated.
The shield was infinitely small to cover Azazel’s huge body, but it was large enough to block the arrows flying into the gate.
“It’s always fun to see those who were proud of winning and despair.”
Looking at the confused ghosts, Azazel murmured.
Unlike right after he was beaten by Aaron, his face was full of composure.
“Come on, shoot as many times as you like. I want to see how strong that toothpick is.”
It might have been a high elf arrow filled with the power of the spirit or an arrow blessed with light, but he wasn’t afraid of the dark elf arrows at all.
Aaron, his greatest strength, had also collapsed, so there was no way to stop him now.
“Raven. Give me some support.”
Aaron, who had been watching Azazel for a while, trembled and stood up.
Raven hurriedly lowered his bow at his sudden action.
“What are you going to do?”
“Take me to Azazel. It’s dangerous to get too close, so you should help moderately and then fall back.”
“Why all of a sudden… … .”
“hurry. I don’t have time.”
“… … .”
Raven had no choice but to hold his bow at Aaron’s firm words and support him.
“You’re not going to fight with a body like this, are you?”
“no.”
Aaron minimized his answers and focused on walking.
Raven wanted to ask more, but kept her mouth shut lest Azazel overhear the conversation.
“it’s okay. Go back and prepare your arrows. The goal is the gate.”
Upon reaching close to Azazel, Aaron started walking alone.
Raven watched him for a while before returning to his original position.
“You’re not saying you’re going to kill me like that, are you here to negotiate?”
Azazel asked with a hard face.
When Aaron, who had been lying still, suddenly got up and approached him, he lost his composure.
Looking at his condition, it seems that he doesn’t even have the strength to hold a sword, but he still felt uneasy when he was close to him.
[I resisted the delirium used by Azazel (Lv. 168).]
As I stopped in front of Azazel, a lump of demonic energy flew towards my head and then scattered as if I had waited.
Aaron snorted as he watched Margie disappear like smoke.
“Don’t try unnecessarily. Are you incapable of learning?”
“… … The modest blessing bestowed by the saintess is now running out.”
Azazel growled, showing her teeth.
He thought that the reason magic didn’t work on Aaron was because of the saint’s blessing.
“okay. Think whatever you want.”
Aaron gave a rough answer and walked past him to the recall gate.
The protective shield over the gate was emitting a red current as if it was about to burn everything that approached it.
“You guys, don’t do anything stupid. That shield is my last… … .”
“Noisy man.”
Cutting off Azazel, Aaron reached out for the shield.
[I resisted the Lightning Barrier cast by Azazel (Lv. 168).]
Pajijijik!
Brilliant sparks flew in all directions along with an ear-piercing rupture.
By the time he let go of his hand, the protective shield through which the ferocious current flowed had completely disappeared.
“… … .”
Azazel opened her mouth slightly and looked at the place where the shield had been.
[-Bo, the protective shield has disappeared.]
[-What happened?]
Even the ghosts were surprised.
No matter how much she was blessed by the saintess, to get rid of demonic magic with just one wave of her hand.
I just couldn’t believe it when I saw it with my own eyes.
Perong!
The recall gate, completed just in time, emits a strong shock wave and emits a dazzling light.
“Keugh!”
Aaron, who could not overcome the shock wave and flew away, rolled several times on the hard ground and managed to keep himself together.
“launch. fire it.”
Aaron waved his hand at Raven even while his eyes were spinning.
Something huge was coming out of the completed Recall Gate.
[-Shoot! Don’t let anything come out of the gate!]
Tung! Do-do-doong!
At the same time as Raven’s shout, the cheerful sound of the bowstring resounded continuously.
“aaang!”
As hundreds of arrows rained down on the gate, a wild roar erupted from the slowly diminishing light.
[-lord! All arrows… … !]
[-Damn it!]
The ghosts let out a sigh as the light emitted by the gate completely disappeared.
In front of the wide open gate, Cerberus, the fierce three-headed dog of the Devil, stood unscathed.
“Patience. It must be Cerberus.”
Aaron gripped the hilt with trembling hands as his strength had not yet returned. It was then.
“These foolish black pointy-eared bastards! Where the hell are you shooting your arrows!”
A familiar roar erupted from above Cerberus’ head.
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