Episode 456
Episode 147. Demon God War (3)
Yuma roughly grabbed the reincarnation chain around her neck.
Quadduk!
The chains tore apart and fell to the dark floor, and Yuma’s neck, which had been bent before he knew it, had returned to its original position.
‘Certainly, if it hadn’t completely descended… I wouldn’t have been able to break even one of these chains.’
Yumas himself felt the most how enormous power the body that the god dwelled in was exerting.
It was clear that even the blade of a grand master would be impossible to break Sekmeira’s chains.
Human abilities were of no avail in the battle between gods. Even if Duran and Hugo helped her, she would be nothing but a burden when dealing with Sekmeira’s main body.
[It’s surprising that you don’t look very disqualified.]
[The bastard called God is always arrogant and speaks like a person who is easily caught off guard.]
Roaring…! Amulla vomited black flames. In an instant, the entire underworld that made up Sekmeira was covered in the flames of Amoulah.
Compared to when he was a human, the range in which Amula’s flames operated was different.
Excluding Sekmeira’s eyes, it was the appearance of the quiet and vast spaces being engulfed in flames.
[It would be better to prepare for extinction in advance and fight.]
The flames that wrapped around the underworld began to rotate fiercely. It was the power of a demon god that could disintegrate at least one great city of human life in a matter of seconds.
And this space is Sekmeira itself. For Yuma, no matter where he attacked, it was no different than hitting Sekmeira directly.
‘I expected it, but I can’t seem to give even a small shock at this level.’
On the surface, it seemed that the flames would burn the land of the underworld in an instant.
The speed at which new land sprouted on top of it was overwhelmingly faster than the fire melting the ground. Sekmeira’s pupils continued to radiate strange light.
And again, the chain of reincarnation rose through the flames. Chains moving like snakes rushed in, surrounding Yuma from all sides.
It was not difficult to break the chains with Aryeolla. However, no matter how quickly they were knocked out, the number of chains showed no signs of diminishing.
[Do you really think that you have become a god?]
[It seems that you are very dissatisfied with the fact that I ascended to the throne of the underworld.]
[As a god, you are not taking any responsibility. After ascending to power, what have you been doing to control death for several years?]
Kagak!
Two chains wrapped around Aryeolla’s sword god. Amulla was completely fixed on the chain and did not move, and soon the following chains wrapped around Yuma.
However, just as Sekmeira did not take any damage even when Amulla’s flame covered the underworld, Yuma was not at all on the defensive.
[Sekmeira… Are you going to keep trembling like this and fight like a demon?]
[It’s ridiculous that even you, a minor creature, think of me as the same because we have similar powers.]
What the hell…
a guy like this really did one world ? You mean the god who was ruling?
From the moment she saw Yuma for the first time, Sekmeira had been referring to Yuma as a ‘little thing’ and saying that she was out of place.
Always telling meaningless stories about God’s responsibility and power.
‘It feels like I’m talking to an aristocrat steeped in genealogy, not a god.’
Disappointing.
That was Yuma’s first assessment of Sekmeira after several battles.
Rather, it felt like Hal Rune, who had just been killed, was more worthy of the name ‘Demon God’.
‘Did I really have been afraid of such a god since my last life?’
Sekmeira, the demon of the underworld.
To Yuma, who went through the Dragon Horse War, that name was a symbol of fear and despair for a long time.
Even after the Dragon Horse War ended, people did not dare to mention the name for a while. It was the same with Yuma during his time as a eunuch.
even after returning.
He always harbored thoughts of stopping Sekmeira, but fear remained deep in his heart.
Because of this, when the alliance of the underworld and the New World joined hands and became suspicious that Sekmeira was supporting Rizol’s ‘migration’ even as she gave up her territory.
Deep down, Yuma wondered if Sekmeira was using Resol instead.
However, you could be sure that you faced Sekmeira in person.
The authority of Sekmei is great, but if you consider it only in terms of dignity as a being. Not to mention Rizol, he was far below Amanzo.
The name that had bothered Yuma for a long time.
The symbol of fear that the name had was, in the end, only an illusion.
[Let go.]
As the voice of the demon from the underworld resounded, the chains clinging to Yuma’s body like a cocoon began to fall off all at once.
Kirit Kirrit!
The chain of reincarnation could be neutralized as long as the voice expressed its will without cutting or tearing it apart.
[It’s interesting that you have power equal to mine. However, to put the power of God in a small bowl called a human
being
… Aryeolla’s blade split into two sides and huge wings sprouted. No, it was a snout in the shape of a wing.
There was no sun in this realm of the underworld, so there could never be a shadow.
In an instant, a shadow thicker than the darkness of the underworld was cast under Aryeola, which had grown thousands of times larger than Yuma.
The ghosts formed the shadows. Because of this, there was a huge weight that could not even be measured, and the lands of the underworld could not withstand it and began to collapse slowly.
And for the first time, Secmeira showed signs of discomfort.
[What are you doing? Are you really going to fight me?]
Unlike the colorful royal family, Hagye was a simple world made up of only dark and black colors.
Being simple also meant that the world was more cohesive and solid. No swordsman in the world could inflict even the slightest scratch on the materials of the underworld that made up Sekmeira. However, that world is now
collapsing due to
Yuma’s act of simply ‘unfolding’ Amura .
The cougars…! Even if it was swept away by the flames, the lands that were immediately regenerated were being distorted into bizarre shapes. Sekmeira’s eyes melted as she couldn’t overcome the pressure of the spirits, and the terrible noise of the collapse of the underworld was everywhere.
The ores affected by the ghosts swelled like balloons and then burst. Everything that can be called material in the underworld is losing its appearance before the power of the devil in the underworld.
[Dare!]
Sekmeira’s eyes, which had just melted away, reopened in the sky.
It wasn’t just one. Countless eyes were looking down at Yuma’s small body instead of the sky.
[The cost of destroying my land will never be light!]
God’s wrath alone was no different from the power to crush an opponent.
Tens of thousands of eyes were just staring at her, but Yuma had to feel a strange pain as if her whole body was suddenly exploding from the inside.
The same was true of the ghosts that sprung from Amulla.
A ghost cannot feel pain, fear, or anything else. Unhappy beings whose power is only powered by hatred and resentment.
However, as soon as the ghosts faced Sekmeira’s wrath, they quickly shrank. Just like flames being scattered by a strong wind, the spirits from Aryeolla were falling in pieces and drifting somewhere.
Soon, the tens of thousands of pupils blooming in the sky closed all at once.
Like an executioner’s ax to decapitate a prisoner placed on a guillotine, when the eyelids fell, the entire ground turned upside down and Yuma’s body shook violently.
And from between the cracked floors, another power of Sekmeira was beginning. The mark of the demon god of the underworld surged up on the chain of reincarnation and randomly branded Yuma’s body.
perish and live.
The authority contained in the mark was malice made only of Sekmeira’s desire to destroy and kill. Yuma could neither avoid nor reject the stigma.
The energy of the netherworld flowing through Yuma’s body began to disappear. The fragmented spirits shed tearing tears everywhere like abandoned animals, and soon Yuma’s eyes were colored with the same light as Sekmeira’s.
For a moment, Yuma could experience the disappearance of his ego.
It was an extremely short time, but due to the power of Sekmeira, he lost himself for an instant and became a mere lump of meat.
‘I should be a little more nervous. This was dangerous…
The fight between gods and gods was showing a different aspect from when they were human.
As Sekmeira said, having the authority of a god did not mean that he could understand all the attributes of a god at once.
Especially if, like Yuma, he has a deep attachment to his identity as a human being. In the first place, no human except him could become a god.
‘It feels like the authority is blocked.’
Marks like stigmas were completely blocking the flow of power.
However, Sekmeira didn’t show a different reaction yet, probably because she used quite a bit of power. In order to bind a god with equal power, of course, a price was required.
The pupils of the sky were still closed.
‘How should I solve this?’
The authority was blocked, and the ghosts taken out of Amula were sucked into the depths of the collapsed land.
It was necessary to break through this situation before Secmeira could wield her authority again.
‘If I were a human, at times like this…
I would need a momentary inaction or someone’s help.’
So what should God do in such a case? For a moment, such a thought crossed Yuma’s mind, and soon he was able to easily find the answer.
God always needs to listen. to the voices of all who follow him.
And now, Yuma realized that the entire underworld was full of voices seeking him.
Aaaaa…!
As he entered the entrance to the underworld, the screams of the souls of the top demons he killed with only his voice. And the old deaths that wandered the underworld meaninglessly.
Lastly, the many ghosts belonging to him who fell from Aryeolla and howled in fragments.
Power by itself cannot have much meaning.
Which authority is stronger, which authority is more destructive, and which authority is greater. The attacks similar to the magic that Sekmeira and Yuma shared so far were incomparable.
In the end, who is digesting more voices of the ‘Gyeok’ of the gods.
To which god are the voices appealing more? It was from this divine dimension.
Yuma leaned over to them.
Then, the scattered and weeping deaths began to gather around him again.
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