Mission No.2 Tower of Seal (05)
“… Hey calm down This is the devil, and I brought it out. But it’s not very dangerous, and I’m getting quite a bit of help, right? Let’s clear up that aura for a moment and talk.”
“Do I have to talk too much? Did only your tongue hang out while you were imprisoned?”
“Calm down, you son of a b*tch!”
“Noisy, take this!”
The color of the aura was converted to golden light. It is the most powerful aura among the auras that humans can create.
Besides that size? I haven’t been playing around for 27 years. Ewald was very tense.
A kaleidoscope passed in front of Usbel’s eyes. If it hits, it will be completely destroyed.
For an instant, Usbel’s field of vision widened. The aura that struck the spot where Ebalt stood was emitting warm and benevolent energy in all directions and disappearing.
“Ah, it’s still fast. It’s good because the body is fresh. Isn’t that right, my lord?”
“Hey! It’s dangerous! Calm down for a second!”
“Wow, are you scared? Anyway, if this is right, no one will be harmed. You know the saint well.”
“Who doesn’t know that!”
Instead, Usbel will melt.
“Grande and Gracio? Did you even have a crush on that little thing?”
“… Hey, this bastard Anyway, that’s not it!”
“Then let’s get it cheap and cheap.”
Boaaagh!
Magic follows the wizard’s personality. And the divine power follows the priest’s personality. An aura of a size appropriate to the word ignorance radiated from Peddiem’s chest.
The aura, which formed a perfect sphere, grew and grew endlessly, filling almost half of the huge main hall building before I knew it.
It’s the first time in my life that I get goosebumps when I see an aura. Is this how the vampire he met with the priest feels?
The exit is Pedim with its back. Ewald couldn’t even rush into it and pulled himself out of the range of the aura.
“Master, Master! Help me! Help me!”
“I’m trying!”
“Can you live if you try?”
“… Maybe?”
“aaa! I ate it!”
Ewald gritted his teeth. After thinking for a while, Ebalt wrapped himself in the mana pushed out by his divine power and poured out magic words.
“Óvirkan ekki Mana!”
Again, a faint blue orb formed on Ewald’s chest. The sphere shot out and filled the space, destroying the aura created by Peddiem.
Pe Diem checked his aura, which had suddenly disappeared, and looked around him with a somewhat puzzled face.
“What is this again?”
“… Let’s talk.”
“Wow me! Should I not have divine power? Did the saint say this?”
“Honey, that doesn’t matter!”
“Yea, if the demons learn this, the priests will be out of luck for four months? Sir, where do you receive commissions and outsource magic production?”
“Why would I do that!”
Blocked first. But it doesn’t last long. Already, the mana filling the space began to creak. If this is destroyed, óvirkan ekki mana cannot be cast no matter how much magic is re-energized.
In that case, the divine power cannot be blocked!
“Wow, did this really have to block the divine power? Just in case, sir, don’t blow this on the demons. Do you know? Our children can be killed.”
“I will not. Don’t worry. Demons can’t use it anyway. So why don’t you talk to me for a second.”
“Still talking, you still talk to your heart’s content. If you have something you want to say, do it cheaply. I’ll give you a listen.”
It is now. Ewald turned his shoulders and gave a sneak peek at Usbel on his back. A daughter who boasts of her daughter It was a foolish look, but her face is desperate for such a thing.
“Do I really need him? Without him, I would be in great trouble. Kasper allowed…”
“Hey, were you talking about the demon king? Stop hushing. If it’s about the demon king, I won’t think much of it.”
“Hey, please. When has your brother ever asked you for a favor?”
“Your request depends on your request. That is dereliction of duty to me.”
“Look at me, man. Do you need some paperwork? I’ll take it all off. Shouldn’t there be a letter of recommendation from the emperor or something like that?”
“Hi, speak like a horse, my lord. As for the demons, it’s best to just show them.”
“Really not? Even if you die?”
Peddiem let out his temper with a frustrated face.
“Ahhh, come back. Well then, sir. Take him and end the adventure. Then I will go out and admit it.”
“Does that make sense, man!”
“That is how I feel, sir. Are you saying that the saint is talking to me right now?”
“… Really not?”
“There is no use in shouting loudly. Seong-nim isn’t even a lady, do you think that’s going to work for me now?”
Ebalt, whose face was desperate with a daughter-like foolish visual that boasts of a daughter, turned her shoulders, and Usbel, who had a pale face and was pale, smiled like a doll.
“Then what about him? Is it unexpectedly cute?”
“Do your research. Where are you pushing the devil and making a fuss? Isn’t it too much for the Holy Spirit to block the divine power now? I, Pedim Jabastian, I am High Priestess of Valkier! Naga really likes the saint, but it’s difficult for the saint to talk to me!”
“Ah, I’m in trouble too, I’m going to die, hey.”
At the same time, Pe Diem swept up her long sleeves and attached them.
“I’m still the best among the Valkier priests. Can I see you?”
“No, not really. No, no. Just be patient.”
“This is magic. Ok? Get out! Ok? Shall we use our strength!”
“Whoa, whoa, Pedi? Should I watch my blood pressure at that age?
“Seongnim, I will tell you what you told me in ancient times, so listen carefully!”
“What did I say!”
Pe Diem stretched her twitchy arms out to the side of her, clenched her fists, and let out her mighty roar.
“Males must have guts!”
aaa!
And the main hall began to shake.
* * *
The magic that Ewald had built began to crumble. The sound of breaking glass quickly exploded from Peddiem’s seat toward Ewald. In contrast, Peddiem’s divine power spread wildly, overturning all of Ebalt’s mana arrangements.
Ewald’s face contorted. Once again, óvirkan ekki Mana was not available. Since it was a magic that increased the volume of mana and eliminated the space for divine power, there was no more mana to expand.
Above all, he did not have the confidence to block such an ignorant divine power.
And there was no more room to step back.
Ewald tightly gripped Usbel on his back.
“Hey, Pedi!”
“Wow, sir?”
“Bill Kasper for the construction cost!”
“… Yes?”
“Spring!”
Jjoong!
The wall of the building has been breached. The symbol and heart of the Church of Valkier, the temple of the oldest continent, and other than that, the cultural asset destroyer, which has all sorts of symbolism—religious, cultural, social, political, whatever—could carry Usbel on his back and run out through an open hole.
“Sir! What a waste of time this is!”
“You can’t drive too hard like that, man!”
“By the way, my lord! For a moment!”
“Noisy!”
Ewald jumped toward the floor. It’s this high, how easy it is…
It was time for prayer, so Ewald landed in a chapel full of priests.
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“I told you to tell me that there is a bit of a dick. You’re late.”
“… Poetry X.”
There were so many priests that you couldn’t even see them all at a glance, and turned their heads toward Balt just as they were praying.
“Why are you digging a hole and digging that way? If a stone falls and hits them, they will get hurt.”
Usbel, who had completely closed her eyes, began to tremble. This divine power or atmosphere was like strangling Usbel. It was better for my mental health not to see it.
“Master, Master, thank you for working hard. Thank you.”
“… Don’t talk like that.”
At that moment, Peddiem roared over Ewald’s head.
“Glorious Priests of Valkier! The evil seed fearlessly invaded the halls of light! Are you just going to watch it like this!”
“No!”
Ewald covered his ears. This is the army, this is the priesthood! Hundreds of people shouting at the same time! Since Balt is in the middle of nowhere, the ‘demon king’ Usbel, who was carried on his back, frothed at his mouth and blacked out.
And this situation scratched something hard on Ewald.
Ewald’s teeth crunched against each other.
“… Hey, Peddiem.”
“Yes, sir. I’m listening, tell me.”
“… Do you really come out like this?”
“The Holy Spirit brought the Demon King here first. No.”
A deep, deep sigh burst from Ewald. After letting out a powerful sigh, Ewald began shouting loudly.
“Yes, I apologize for bringing out the demon king and offending you guys!”
Apologize?
Even though they had been adventuring together for 10 years, the story that he had never heard before made Peddiem unknowingly saddened. Then, in the grip of his anger, Pe Diem’s brain, which had stopped spinning, began to spin slowly.
This is weird Instinctively, Peddiem lowered his stance.
“… Did you come suddenly, sir? Just pass the demon king over and have a cup of tea with me.”
“Because it’s you, I apologize.”
Ewald straightened his back. Peddiem, who was looking down from the main hall, took a step backwards without realizing it at the sudden change in Ewald’s behavior.
“That’s why, because my brother apologized, something he hasn’t done in his entire life.”
Ewald’s eyes began to glow bright red.
“Hyung is very determined and I’ll do some damn sh*t!”
“… Yes?”
Alas!
Peddiem suddenly choked. It was only after the pe diem of her temperamental temperament that she couldn’t help but activate her dormant brain functions that she realized she was forgetting the most important thing.
He has a bad temper too, but Ebalt’s temperament down there is also a bit different.
That’s the continent’s best magic swordsman with a dog-like temper!
“Try to handle it.”
The wizard who erased the temple of the evil god Turmosak from the map, the swordsman who rooted out the Labyrinth of Leafwai, and the monster who almost defeated Beelzedeus alone.
That’s Ewald Kitska.
Touched wrong!
“Seo, saint, do you know where this is? A temple, a temple! That too, instead of Valkier! Dick, don’t do that. Why don’t you talk to me? …”
“That’s none of my business!”
Ewald raised his right hand. Then, the mana accumulated in his body began to be discharged with tremendous momentum.
“Að kalla, hámarksfjöldi!”
Ten summoning circles with a diameter of 5 meters, stained with a dark light like blood, were created simultaneously.
A sharp sound filled the temple. It felt like I was in hell with just one magic circle with a diameter of about 5 meters that gushed out vicious energy, but there were ten of them.
Bright red beams of light gushed out like blood spurting from Najin, the magic fish that filled the circle. The temple of Valkier, the hall of brilliance and glory, was consumed by darkness like the bottom of hell in an instant.
And the names to fill the summoning circle quickly burst out of Ewald’s mouth.
“Sem yörkhaláha! Herra dauðans! Guð eyðileggingu! Norn ánægju! Græðgi kónguló! Dauða móður! Eigandi hinna föllnu! Einskis virdi manneskja! Glæsilega degenerate!”
Peddiem’s face went white. From the summoning circles spread out here and there, summoned beasts that would make your teeth tremble just by hearing their names began to rise one by one.
Led by the dragon king yörkhaláha, the dauðans of death, eyðileggingu of destruction, and ánægju of pleasure…
It could be said that it was crazy to create a summoning circle of such a crazy scale, but the number of summons that came up one by one was boss-level.
Can’t stop Even if the summoning duration is given for only 1 minute, with this much firepower, it can be wiped clean from here to the imperial palace.
“Sir, are you out of your mind now? What are you doing?”
“I’m sane. Well, as you can see, the kids are being summoned.”
“At this rate, my lord, you are in big trouble! Are you going to stop right now?”
Ewald glanced up at Pediem, who looked impatient, and painted a smile on his lips that was more devilish than the demon that had begun to be summoned.
“What, are you pretending to be weak all of a sudden, Peddy? Should I take responsibility for offending my temper?”
“No, not at night…”
“War instead of Valkier?”
Ewald’s face was already full of a smile presumed to be mad.
“I’ll erase it from the continent as of today.”
“… Is that demon king that important to you?”
“Or am I going to do this crazy thing?”
Shouts, screams, mad laughter, rotten air that pierces the lungs, a sour smell that burns your nose, a rustling sound that gnaws at your ears, the sound of tens of thousands of insects flying in, to a level that is incomparable to Cerberus. Intense sulfur smell.
When an environment that could only be experienced at the very bottom of hell unfolded all at once, and the priests were wrapped in fear of death, Ewald shouted at Peddiem in a tremendous volume.
“My dear little brother! I taught you that men have guts, but I have to review what I taught you before!”
Madness flashed in Ewald’s eyes.
“I don’t mess with mad dogs!”