Chapter. 15. Can a person who has seen the end of the world plant an apple tree? (41)
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! Ujikkeun!
“Shit! I nailed it! “It’s stuck!”
“Raturaaaa!”
“Don’t hesitate and go forward! Light doesn’t look back-”
Wow! Crack.
You have to be indifferent.
“Saladin! There, knights from the mainland are surrounded up front! If it is in your power-”
“….I will detour.”
“Look!”
“I jumped in with the intention in the first place! When the other side gives you even one second more time, take a detour! If you can’t do it, get off the key! “I will do it!”
…War means accepting the dead first as numbers, not as names.
The Paladins of Light clear the path with their unique breakthrough power and aggressive holy magic, while the Paladins and Priests of Abundance solidify the path created with their sacred power, which is the strongest and most stable of the five major denominations.
2 world. The undead monarch’s actions almost destroyed the Five Great Churches, but the experience was passed on to future generations through those who survived, raising stronger and more systematic paladins. The Paladins thus created went through the battle lines created by all kinds of warlocks and the heretic Mute, and trained them into perfect combat Paladins.
Those who see their lives as nothing more than a flame for their faith do not care for their own lives, so they move more strategically and devotedly on the battlefield than anyone else.
“Laturaaa!”
“As my Lord desires, I will be transformed into a handful of dawn light that falls on the pitless pit of blood!!”
Private death. The position they rushed to was the closest to death on the battlefield, and at the same time, it was the most necessary position to break the enemy’s back and open the way.
My eyes meet the paladin whose body is split in two with wart-like paws. A bloody smile appeared on the paladin’s lips as he watched the ship advance through the gap they had created.
The captain also ended up facing that smile. He had no choice but to grasp the key with his thick hands.
“Speed up… speed up!”
“Captain Seo?”
“If there’s someone who still wants to mess around, grab your weapon and get down! If you don’t like it, risk your life and drive the boat! Those who have free hands, go down and grab the paddle!”
“Right steering wing! The steering wing was damaged! “I can’t do evasive maneuvers!”
“Molton! Naruka! Go get something that can catch the wind and put it on! “It doesn’t matter if it’s a piece of deck or a cabin door, fix it somehow!”
As if being undermined by the malice all around, the Dry Oasis was completely devastated and repeatedly broke through the front line until finally.
At some point. We have reached a point where the tangled barrier of blood and flesh disappears, like a curtain is lifted.
A battlefield where both mutes and paladins were reduced to blood clots.
Buwaaagh-!
“It’s a tail! “The dragon’s tail is coming!”
“Play! “Play it to death!”
While some of the sailors who were holding the sail came and fell on the captain’s helm, he was struggling.
Quang!
At the same time as the professor who was facing it from the bow jumped up.
The ship was pushed back as if it had been kicked, and
the golden pillar that seemed to crush the world was bouncing to the side.
Snap.
Instead of landing on the half-crushed bow, the professor landed on the border between the Moon Sea and the Sand Sea.
The guy was looking at me. Cold, vertically slitted reptile eyes.
Likewise, two human eyes that are heavily sunken.
“Otman.”
“What should I do about the sea? Isn’t a wizard a person who acts as he pleases, putting his own will above natural law? “If the thing called the moon is dealing with the power of nature, then it would be right for a wizard to deal with it.”
『Moon. In the war between Kauladi and Nulak, that wizard was truly amazing. Could you please stop that wizard?』
[Target – Wizard. An entity that overwrites personal data on top of existing data. It is suppressed to suppress the variables of the project.]
“Idrasil Notum.”
“I know. “The forest troll spell and my elemental magic are suitable for binding feet and blocking vision, so they will be effective in blocking those who are difficult to deal with with physical strength.”
“Gwok. six arms. It makes the blind deaf.”
『Brother.』
“I want to fight that ‘father’ you’ve been looking for so long.”
『…Brother.』
“Okay, okay. I have heard more than a hundred times about the fate of the species and the last resort for my mother. All we have to do is tear up that skinny stick and the two fat bitches over there, and then kill the guy called father.
“Rakshasha.”
“Are you going to get angry if I don’t give you a chance to get revenge?”
“….You-”
“In the desert, revenge is a virtue and that snake woman played me like a toy in front of you, so she deserves to get paid for it. “Don’t you ever think of leaving me out?”
“….okay.”
The best selection based on compatibility. In terms of power balance, this is a match where our side is quite disadvantaged.
‘If the battle goes on, you have no choice but to lose. No matter what happens to the Nigmi side, no one will be able to stop Thermakian if we give them more time.’
Considering the intensity of the battlefield outside where the Paladins are located and the level of Mute dying, after just 10 minutes, he will have enough power to create a crater in the desert with his bare fists. He is literally at a level where he can swing his blind fist and strike down Notum and Idrasil.
The professor thought. At that time, the delicate balance of the battle will collapse in an instant.
『Father, you know my goal. In the worst case scenario, you might choose suicide,
Falcatus thought. As a father who cares about his people like his own life, he will make the worst decision before the threat from the ‘outside’ takes over his body. He said he could eliminate this ‘world’ with his life.
So before that time comes.
So before you make that decision.
“Somehow, I will kill Falcatus and end the battle.”
『I will somehow secure my father and block the variables.』
The professor stepped forward and the dragon wrapped around the moon stood up.
Each leader was stepping forward one by one in front of the two people who were calling their names as if they were facing a mirror.
This is the center and end of the battlefield. Is it the peak?
Victory too. Defeat too. For some, it is a watershed in life, and for others, it is a watershed in the fate of a species.
-Tuhwaak!
“If we lose here… we have no shame against the Paladins who fell behind first!!!”
『We are also human! I will never, ever let you disappear like this!』
Hahaha!
The dark red fist met the golden claw, and concentric circles of shock spread out.
They couldn’t bear the weight they each carried.
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Pow!
Difference in absolute mass. Even if their strength was equal, they could not surpass the physique of a dragon and a human, so the professor, who deflected Falcatus’ attack, flew towards the water like a cannonball.
The moon’s lens flashes, and the water at the landing point becomes a forest of sharp blades, waiting for him.
“Otman Baudelaire’s [Water Plate]!”
Sigh!
In an instant, the blade transformed into a disc of water filled with repulsive force, gently catching the professor’s body and pushing it upward again.
The Battle of Otman and the Moon was a fight to control the battlefield environment. While Termacian, whose eyes and ears were blocked, devastated the entire area around him with his halberd and mace, a fierce tsunami surged around Notum and Idrasil, who were desperately trying to escape, and before the wave reached them, it calmed down as if it had never happened before.
Wedge!
Taking advantage of the opportunity in the air, the dragon’s tail was seen flying once again.
‘….sting?’
Destructive power. Falcatus, who has the body of a dragon, is overwhelming in terms of physical ability. If there’s a weakness to it, it’s that it’s only been 30 minutes since he took over that incredible body.
The dragon’s tail, poking out like the tip of a glacier, reminded me of my first meeting with Falcatus a long time ago.
‘Edeorna’s spear. ‘I was proud to say that I had learned it.’
Only the scale was different, but the route was the same. Thanks to the thorn-covered spear that burrows in upon contact, it does not aim for fatal wounds such as the neck or heart, but instead focuses on speed-based attacks that come from the outskirts, where it is difficult to avoid.
‘It’s the same as a fatal wound even if it grazes… But you still use it as an object like a dragon’s tail. ‘It’s like advertising a lack of combat experience.’
Is there any need to use a spear that deviates from the center of the body with the dragon’s tail, which would result in death if hit? The guy was making the most of his combat knowledge, but thanks to that, he was able to dig deeper.
‘elbow. Knee joint. Shoulder with fake carotid artery. Next…ankle!’
Kwagwagwagwagwak!
Every time the muscle mass covered with the hardest scales in the world was struck, the black outer layer was chipped away, but by the time the next attack arrived, regeneration and strengthening had already finished.
In this place where Mute’s blood flows like an ocean, there are two ways to kill the nearly immortal man. All you have to do is either kill him instantly with an attack that shatters his body in one blow, or grind his body until the pain wears away all of his mental power and he collapses.
‘I don’t have to worry about being killed instantly, as his goal is for me to survive and remain in this world. Then the rest…..’
Kwagwagwagwagwak!
‘That’s all I’m holding on to…!’
Blah blah blah!
A third of my face, including my chin and cheekbones, was blown off, but my adrenaline-fuelled consciousness only sharpened it like a knife.
The man’s movements can be clearly read in my half-divided field of vision. The offense is still there, but his body returns to its original position. It was returning to the position where it first wrapped around the moon.
It’s a pattern.
‘It’s not a complete dragon. Not even a word. A half-hearted person who can’t even use magic. It is not a dragon, but a being close to an Imoogi.’
The body was made from the flesh of witchcraft and royal blood. What is contained within it is not the soul of a dragon whose presence is so powerful that it can control the world with a single word, but only the soul of a mute called Falcatus.
The core of the power was the power of the sun, which Falcatus said was given to Kauladi. The power of the sun, which is said to have created a sea of sand infested with the remains of one of the two creation AIs, would have replaced the Dragon Heart. Perhaps, as it is described as ‘dead’, it is not distorted like the moon, but becomes the core of the completely shattered parts of the sun. The part that can cooperate with the entire desert, which was originally one, must have replaced the heart.
‘That’s why a guy who’s only half a dragon can use the dragon’s unique skill, Breath. In order to fill the power of the dragon that controls the world, we will use the power of the sun and moon, which were once the creators of the world!’
So, whenever it breathes, it always returns to the side of the moon. That’s why it can’t run wild on the battlefield between Paladins and Mute, and that’s why it’s attached to the metal sphere floating in the moon’s sea as if it were one body.
This was because it was necessary to invoke the power of the creative AI called the sun and moon in order to protect the place where the main body was and at the same time move the body, which required a qualitatively different level of power rather than the quantitative power of the dragon’s body. Kauladi, the shaman who created the body, would have prepared the means to fill the dragon’s presence, but Falcatus, who stole only the shell, does not have such means.
‘The moment you fire your breath, you will definitely return to the moon.’
If there are predictable enemy actions, isn’t it natural to prepare based on that?
Teuong!
An attack that I have received by giving up my body so far. Break the rhythm created by the wave attack and strongly strike the tail of the dragon aiming for your shoulder with your right hand.
Sigh!
Otman, who was moving on a ship and watching the battlefield, created a foothold exactly where he needed it and narrowly caught the body that was about to fly away with the recoil of his tail.
The dragon’s mouth opens to contain its breath. The guard is briefly but clearly open. Stable posture.
Chop jwa jwa jwa!
Burbububbung!
Countless water droplets exploded and scattered like fog as Otman created a platform to somehow help me and the power of the moon blocked it.
No foothold was created. The creature’s guard was open, but there was no support to jump into its arms, and a haze was swirling between the dragon’s dagger-like teeth.
‘At that point, I won’t be able to cancel!’
That’s all. I was waiting for the moment when I thought I was completely caught and he couldn’t move!
Ottman’s support was blocked.
But isn’t it a simple second-level magic that only creates a foothold?
“[Water plate]!”
Paang!
Their weaknesses I knew from the beginning. Ignorance of magic!
I blocked Otman’s support, but it was a blow that caught the wits of those who had not thought that I would use magic myself.
Wood clatter!
Blood flows from the right hand, where the leather has burst, forming a solid shape. Normally, this would be a feat that would have been unthinkable due to the consumption of regenerative power, but now it is a battlefield where Mute’s blood flows like a river.
Not only was it possible to regenerate the body, but it was also possible to create a large body made of the same material as the inner shell.
And the fact that the material is the same as my body.
“It means that even a country that knows nothing but randomly punching Aurors into the body can put Aurors in its weapons!”
Puhwaak!
A body shooting like a bullet into the dragon’s wide open mouth. The body holding the long handle of the ax bent like a bow, and the white flame burning through the monster’s swollen skin as if it were about to burst, quickly traveled through the handle to the tip of the black axe’s blade.
Dragon scale armor that is resistant to blows. I picked up an ax to attack concentrated on one point, but for me there was only one way to use the ax as a weapon.
Before the enemy notices. I approached the guy from behind and gathered all the strength I had at once –
“I’ll knock off his head with one blow!!!!”
Chamaaaaak –
the moment when the body, which has been tilted back to its limit, is cut down in a circle with the axe.
In the heightened sense of battle, time began to pass slowly.
The falling water droplets pass over my body and face and shatter into pieces.
The dragon’s eyes widened as if torn apart, and the dragon’s paws slowly approached me.
Quasak!
A black godfather with white flames splitting scales and breaking bones, with sparks jumping out so much that it hurts the eyes.
-Kagak.
It finally landed on the long neck of the dragon, which was unable to move.
Seugeeook-
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For some reason, that sound could be heard clearly even in a battlefield full of screaming and shouting.
Indomitable. The heterogeneous auror, who defies the impossible, turned that concentrated destructive power into anticipation and instantly decapitated the dragon.
『Keueuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu! Now that it’s like this….!』
“Stop talking like a third-rate villain and turn your head away.” The dragon’s mouth,
which
had condensed the breath of unfinished heat, was unable to contain that power and ended up pouring out the heat in the direction desired by someone who kicked the severed head.
A place full of mutes. Among them, to the place where the tunnel beetle opens its mouth wide.
Elimination of the asymmetric power called Dragon. The next goal is to block the retreat route to eliminate Falcatus.
His condition is probably not normal either. Since the head of the body his consciousness was connected to was blown off, he was probably unable to move properly.
‘Its main body is inside the moon. Now just a little more. Just a little more…!’
『To the end… I thought you would understand as much as I did… Even if our species had to die for the world’s goal… You would understand if you knew that we were living intelligences…』
“…. Just as you have circumstances, I also have circumstances. “I want to survive.”
『Aren’t you… clearly a good person… who can’t throw away all these countless personalities… for the sake of personal prosperity…』
“That’s the way the world is. It seems like a fight between good guys and bad guys, but from afar, it’s just good guys killing each other and resenting each other. “If the other person is a bad guy, I feel less guilty, so I just put it that way.”
At first glance, Falcatus’ voice sounds like he is in critical condition.
okay. I could understand what he meant. I also know that they are all like laborers who have been unfairly taken in, and that among them, they are the data souls of the more pitiful people who have gone crazy after being treated particularly harshly. A guy who loves his family so much would want to do whatever it takes to save them all from tragedy.
That may be why he urged me to talk so much. As someone who has observed me and has accumulated enough good deeds to be called a saint, I would understand what I mean. Maybe he thought that life with them would be tolerated.
“…I’m sorry, Falcatus. “All those bigots die in the wasteland.”
But I had no taste for saving others, even at the risk of my people getting hurt. Moreover, Falcatus only wants to take out his own species, not the entire March World. I was already aware of the implications of selecting people to save.
“The number of mutes…is it well over a few hundred thousand?”
『….Cough….』
“You said you would go out and find a way, and like me… you also thought of a way to connect unconscious bodies and give each of them a new body and freedom. I did. No matter how you look at it, as you know the external situation, it seems like there aren’t enough ‘humans’ to put it all together. Since I don’t have enough bodies to steal, the other races of the 3rd World, who are outside the scope of my affection, are excluded from rescue. No matter how you feel about the personalities that were unfortunately kidnapped by the Creator, you ultimately made a choice. “Getting rid of other good people for the ones you love.”
『….』
“I told you. You are just like me. “I’m sorry I couldn’t hold your hand.”
『In the end… is this what happens?』
I looked around while listening to his dying voice.
The Rakshasha seemed victorious over Nigmi.
Otman was sitting among the crew on the ship, and the Notum and Idrasil teams were completely covering a large lump with tree roots that shined like metal and vines imbued with spirits.
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I won. Will Notum and Idrasil be able to subdue the Termacian? A monster that completely absorbs the physical abilities of its allies as they die? Just a piece of a plant like that?
“….I will roll my head until the end. Is this it?”
『Ha…haha…. When you’re happy because you won, I was wondering what kind of facial expression you would make if I killed at least one person…』
He played tricks until the end.
I fixed my eyes toward Idrasil and checked my body condition.
A body still burning with the flames of the Auror.
Although it was badly injured, it was in sufficient condition to continue the battle as there was a lot of Mute’s blood nearby. Although the damage was incredibly small from fighting a dragon.
‘In the end, this guy is not the type to achieve victory through battle.’
Falcatus is, after all, a copyist. Even though I learned some of Edeorna’s spear skills, I am a beginner who is not up to the level of this battlefield.
『…I tried to share my thoughts until the very end. Losing the dragon was unexpected, but thanks to it, I was able to learn one more thing. You can think of it as a small loss.』
He seemed sleepy. The dragon’s head trembled with difficulty.
『You ignored my little good will. As you said….now we can just fight for each other’s goodwill, right? Defining the other person as evil to ease the guilt?』
Finally, the dragon’s body dies.
I suddenly got up and rushed to where Notum and Idrasil were, and at the same time, I
heard a boom!
The Termacian, each holding a different Mute biological weapon in each of its six arms, broke through the trunk and was swinging its halberd at Notum.
Wow!
‘Mil…Linda!’
Bright yellow reptilian pupils were visible in the eyes of the guy facing the ax and halberd.
Dragon’s physical abilities. Strength, Extrasensory, Mental, Spell Resistance, and even scales.
The humanoid mute, who had become closer to a dragon, pressed me down with force and pushed his face right in front of my nose.
“What are you doing to our cute toadstool? A half-father. Because of you, Falcatus, who is already an asshole, is getting more upset and I am…”
Quaaaaaaaaaaa!
“Stop being a monster!”
“That’s a really shitty ability…!”
Pow!
I took advantage of the opportunity to kick the guy, and shook my head as I thought about dealing with a monster that combined ridiculous physical abilities with mastery of all kinds of weapons.
Even though Phase 2 is the national rule. A Weapon Master who wields the power of a dragon. It’s gone beyond the limit.
“Was this the plan from the beginning?”
『You’re welcome… I’m just imitating the ‘Plan B’ you always prepare… Cough! 』
Falcatus answered breathlessly as if it wasn’t a lie.
The professor looked at the black godfather in his hand and returned it to his body.
‘You know how to do a surprise attack, but in a head-on confrontation like this, it will only be a hindrance.’
Instead, he clenched his fists and lowered his posture.
The sacred martial arts stance engraved in his mind. And the fighting skills that I have become accustomed to by defeating numerous powerful opponents.
“…That Falcatus guy deserves to go around singing.”
As if they liked me, the tips of the six weapons were pointed at me.
Snap!
In an atmosphere as if preparing for the final battle.
‘Please do something!’
‘What can I do? Just competing with the moon for control of this place will make me 10 years older!’
‘I can’t beat that! I can never win! If I die, everyone will die here!’
The magic message droplets in the ears of the professor and Ottoman were trembling amidst the rapid-fire conversation.
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