111 – Runaway (8)
“Cool…! What the heck…”
Unable to endure the tremendous pain in his lower abdomen, Samael coughs and tries to regain his composure, but is shocked by the contents that come out of his mouth.
Blossom.
Unlike normal blood, it glows golden, but it is clear that this is blood, and Samael cannot believe that he is shedding blood even though he is experiencing it himself.
Because it is impossible for an angel, a life form not made of flesh, to vomit blood.
However, even though it was impossible, he vomited blood, which means that Samael’s common sense does not apply here.
“Crazy about playing a house that doesn’t work out—- Hey!?”
aaagh!!
Samael, who had been frowning at the golden blood on his hands, took a deep breath as he looked at the thick shadow over his head.
Samael reflexively puts both hands forward to protect himself, but it’s too late.
Soon after a huge amount of thick smoke spread, there was only Samael, with both arms crushed, rolling on the ground, moaning in pain.
“aaa!!!”
“Wake up, Samael.”
Samael is maddened with pain from the pain he is experiencing for the first time in his life to the extent that he does not feel any wonder at Faust, who knows his name.
It rolled on the ground so much that its pure white wings were covered with dirt and soiled.
“You dare… I’ll stand up even if you don’t speak! Don’t be arrogant, devil!”
However, since he can’t stay moaning in pain forever, Samael manages to get himself together and stands up on his own two legs. The two arms and the deeply dented abdomen are slanderous enough to shock anyone, but to Samael, who has no physical body, the external wounds are not so important.
The important thing is the invasion of demonic energy and the outflow of divine power.
Even though she is an angel who should not bleed, her divine power is lost as she bleeds blood containing divine power.
If he continues to be beaten by Faust, he sees a future where he will disappear forever someday, so Samael stands up with his teeth clenched, barely enduring the pain that engulfs his whole body.
“You’re the Faust that Serapia-sama talked about—- kuhuhh…!”
However, Samael’s actions satisfied Faust even more.
It was better to quench Faust’s wrath than to beat him standing up rather than lying down, and to beat him struggling to survive rather than lying down unresponsive.
Samael, who barely spoke while standing on his own two legs, is swallowed up by a huge magic mine and faces extreme pain to the point of losing his breath.
Of course, collateral damage would occur if such a huge mine was fired, and it would damage Aileuze, but unfortunately, the current Faust could not consider such a thing.
Faust, who always calmly responded to all things in his previous life, because of his physical nature, is no longer there.
There is only one father who is furious that his daughter-in-law was attacked.
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‘It’s strong too. It must taste like defeat.’
Until now, I had never felt this kind of sensation except for Belial.
No, in a way, Belial might be excluded. When fighting Belial, wasn’t it just practicing magic and actually attacking?
But this guy, Samael, is different.
Unlike miscellaneous things that are swept away with just a wave of my hand, Samael only feels pain when I seriously attack, but still maintains its shape.
Originally, it would have been a bit annoying if the enemies didn’t die right away… but not now. On the contrary, I was even slightly moved by the fact that Samael is strong.
“Regeneration… After all, if you look at this aspect, there is no difference between a devil and an angel.”
“This, profit…!”
Since the setting was really set up like that, I just said it with a little emotion when I saw Samael’s body recovery process, but Samael took my words as a provocation and was very angry.
No, both of them are living beings without a physical body, except for the small things, it’s true that only the magic and divine power are different.
Are you even angry? It’s a little bit red-hot, so I’m a little pissed off.
I’m the one who should be angry like that.
“How long will you continue to blaspheme—- uh…!”
It is said that it is hard to beat, but it is a completely different area to open your mouth, so I cover Samael’s mouth with my hand.
When I squeeze my hand so hard that my fingers pierce Samael’s flesh, Samael grabs my arm with his hand and scratches it again, perhaps in pain.
But, of course, such actions do nothing to alleviate the pain.
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“…You know very well that it has no meaning.”
To be honest, it’s a bit surprising that there’s such a difference in strength.
Samael is the first raid boss the hero meets after arriving in Kael, the celestial realm.
However, Samael is definitely weaker than Belial. Obviously, it would be higher than Belial in terms of specs.
Umm… Is this because Samael is an ordinary raid boss at the beginning of the story, unlike Belial, who also decorates the final chapter of the Pandemonium story?
Well, it’s good that it’s strong.
thump
At that moment, the flesh around Samael’s mouth is torn off despite not having applied that much force.
It’s not what I did.
This is what Samael did.
In other words, in order to escape from my grasp, he sacrificed his own flesh.
Samael’s gums and teeth are clearly visible through the torn flesh. It is a very shockingly hideous scene.
uh… well…
Is it enough to do that?
Yes, since I don’t have a physical body anyway, I’ll just have to regenerate it, but why the heck is that–
food duck
The question of why Samael was doing this did not last long.
Samael, whose eyes were filled with horror and fear, spread his soil-stained wings as he looked at me.
He’s trying to run away.
…dare?
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Kwaaang!!
“aaa!!”
After creating two giant bricks made of condensed mana in the air and colliding them together, Samael’s wings caught between the bricks were compressed and crushed.
It was so compressed that even a piece of paper couldn’t fit through the gap, and because of that, Samael’s wings completely exploded and Samael screamed so that his throat would burst. Samael, who has difficulty speaking as much as he has no lips, can only scream.
“If you leave these wings alone, they’ll be a nuisance.”
Wooddeuk-
“ㄲ, aaa…!”
He picks up two wings at the same time, one that is relatively intact and one that is compressed by the brick and becomes a mop, and then twists and rips them off as if plucking chicken wings.
Samael, who had only been screaming all along, screamed as if tearing his throat as if he couldn’t even scream anymore.
Where the wings used to be, golden blood pours out like a fountain and covers my body, but the demons gushing out of my body instantly neutralize the golden blood and turn it into smoke.
…tsk, dirty.
“If you enjoyed the suffering of others, you should have endured it yourself.”
“That,,… not…”
“Of course, judging from your actions, you probably didn’t attack Lucia intentionally. You just attacked everyone, and Lucia was included in it. Of course, even if Lucia was injured, I can’t let you live with impure intentions. “
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Kwaaagh!
Grasp Samael’s neck from behind and lift him up.
As before, Samael raises his trembling hands and desperately tries to get away from me, but Samael, who is already injured, is close to impossible.
“Turn it off…”
Samael’s hands stir the air for a long time, but none of them reach my body.
It didn’t take long before Samael’s arms, which had been swinging in the air like the legs of an octopus and octopus that had just been cut off, lost their strength and drooped.
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[Don’t leave even one alive.]
[Don’t shade this place.]
[Remove anything that could create a shadow.]
[Only the brilliant light will light up the ground widely]
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Kwaaang!
“Are these things too loud?”
“Yes. I’m just a parrot that repeats the same words meaninglessly anyway, so what are you trying to say?”
Meanwhile, Iris, Celestine, and Lena, who came out of the church, are blocking the attacks of monsters covering Elias like magicians.
If you are inside the church, you will be safe and free from any interference from the outside, but of course not everyone wanted that.
There is no such thing as a cowardly person in the party of warriors who is so cowardly that he stays inside the church when they are fighting for their lives outside.
“By the way, Mr. Croquette, are these really monsters?”
“…yes, structurally yes.”
“Hey, it’s amazing that divine power is used instead of Magi. Looking at this, we can see that the truth about divine power that Faust talked about before is true.”
Tired of constantly correcting his name, Aigokeros obediently answers Celestine’s question, and Celestine feels a little elevated after realizing the new truth.
Celestine has been wandering around for a very long time since realizing the truth about Seraphia, pretending not to be so on the outside, but that is not the case anymore.
Celestine, who has created a new mission for herself based on her short but intense days at the warriors party and her experience at the church, is just trying to turn this world right.