episode_0337

There was the Milky Way embroidering the darkness.

A waterfall of starlight fell from the top of the tower.

There is a figure crouching behind it.

An old man covered in a robe.

He was so skinny that his cheekbones were clearly visible and his cheeks were thin, so even when his eyes were closed, you could think of them as having bulging eyes.

3 Apostles, Oblivion Orion.

It is exactly as Shiron knows it. but,

Twinkling stars surround his entire body. The staff held in the hand takes the shape of a stone pole reminiscent of a cross. Things that embroider reason and all things, shine brightly in the endless darkness, and take the form of a hem.

That was a form that Shiron did not know.

It’s not that I don’t know at all. The waterfall of starlight flowing in the background is a phenomenon that appears because the power of the demon god has eroded space.

Destruction and extinction.

It is the power of a demon god that literally erases everything, but at first glance, it looks like a robe made out of the night sky with the Milky Way.

beautiful. So it doesn’t feel threatening.

Rather, I want to approach on my own feet.

Perhaps it is an illusion that it is not overwhelmed even though it is overwhelmed. Even when the anglerfish of the deep sea shakes the bait, the prey does not recognize it and puts itself into the jaw.

That was the result the three apostles hoped for.

“I thought you would suddenly throw a spear.”

Siron only aimed the spear and did not throw or fire.

“Are you on guard? Or are you just looking at our strength…”

“…”

“I guess he wasn’t scared. Indeed, I do not think that the person who came here on his own and replaced all the other apostles would hesitate just out of fear.”

A provocation that requires no response.

Shiron laughed and took back the spear he had aimed. I hit my chin and hit the floor. Cracks of flame spread like ripples in the space that had been engulfed in darkness.

‘The flame has not been consumed by power. ‘Has it not been completely harmonized yet?’

Siron estimated the rank of an apostle based on optimal movements.

The space seen after opening the door is filled with the power of the demon god.

Power is the power that returns everything to nothingness. The ripples of fire that had just been created should not have occurred at all.

Although he was overwhelmed when he faced the godhead, it was only the aftermath created by [Arnot], not human power, and that wasn’t even a holy sword.

This meant to hurry up. Siron smiled softly.

I was convinced that Orion could not fully control his powers yet.

“Hey.”

Siron muttered in a sighing voice. Considering the answer I gave to Orion just now, I took a long time.

“Is there a girl behind me called the devil’s daughter?”

It is not an invitation to dialogue, but a one-sided declaration.

“Die to her.”

“…Are you just trying to encourage suicide?”

Orion’s face was tangled. A reaction mixed with bewilderment and anger. On the contrary, Siron smiled lightly.

“You’re going to fall for me anyway, so let’s go quickly and easily.”

“…You’re being lax about a topic you’re afraid of.”

Orion said in a low voice.

“Fear?”

“I can sense hesitation from you. I don’t know if it was fear of the coming battle or fear of the future, but the contemplative eye saw through your essence.”

Orion recited as if penetrating with contemplative eyes.

“What you will face is destruction. I will give it to you here.”

“Damn destruction.”

Siron narrowed his eyes and answered. Orion is right about feeling afraid. But the essence of that fear and hesitation was far away.

What Siron is concerned about is what happens after Orion’s death.

The enemy in front of you is powerful, but it is not an insurmountable wall. Since the easy and quick way is blocked, it just takes a little longer and is a bit cumbersome.

Orion cannot scratch the bottom of Chiron.

The one who contemplates the world is the essence of God. Demon gods are ultimately a concept within that category.

However, contemplation is ultimately an act of looking down, so it was never possible to penetrate the essence of the same level.

The ideal of being loved by God, to whom Siron sent a message.

As long as he possessed the Holy Sword, it was impossible for those eyes to look into the bottom of Shiron.

But Siron knows Orion’s true nature. I can see through the total power that resides in that body.

A gap in information that cannot be overcome. The end of a fight, as always, is decided before it even begins.

Thump – There is no need for further conversation. Orion slams the stone spear into the ground, just as Siron did. Quaaa! A fierce force bursts from his thin body. At that moment, the group moved without even knowing who was first.

The sound of cutting the wind. Lucia then drew her sword and ran away. The strength of Sirius held in my hand was faint. This result came from instinctively anticipating that the fight would be long and knowing the picture that Siron was drawing.

It was truly a moment.

The blade plunged into the hooded neck.

The blade could not cut the throat. It wasn’t blocked by the hood, but was blocked in the air by an invisible force. The strong energy became thicker and Sirius became more keen, but before he knew it, the darkness extending from the void began to engulf the strong energy.

Behind Siron, Seira stamped her staff on the ground.

A disturbance unfolds that creates a difference in interpretation of the coordinates where the practitioner wants to go.

Just as a neatly organized spider’s web is stirred up and destroyed, irregularities are mixed into the rules and gaps are torn apart. 3 The apostle’s teleport has been sealed.

‘This…’

Orion’s eyebrows twitch. Impurities were mixed into the space that had been eroded by the power.

‘It’s complicated.’

The desire to resolve this hassle rose from the edge of instinct, so Orion accelerated by dividing and distributing his thoughts. He wanted to crush Seira’s magic in reverse.

This is not an ordinary spell or magic. However, the analysis ends immediately. The status of a wizard who had at least partially reached godhood was distant.

There is a realm that mortals cannot reach, no matter how hard they use it.

There was no way Seira didn’t know that. She immediately erases the spell and takes out the next move.

The space was messed up by combining new clutter, patterns and random numbers that were completely different from the existing ones. Before it is destroyed, it adds new disorder and turns the space itself into tatters.

The tattered space was reestablished. I don’t know what the processing speed was, but Seira immediately prepared the next random number. More precisely, a new random number rose at the right time in her separated consciousness.

If all of the interpretive power was devoted to Seira, even that would be immediately destroyed, but Seira is satisfied with this. She also lacked energy, so even though a dizzying feeling of death attacked her, Seira’s reaction was delayed.

But even that was okay. Even though the destruction in Orion’s gaze grabbed her by the neck, she focused on disrupting the space rather than escaping its grasp.

This is because there was someone who rejected Orion’s power. Siron Prien. Just by swinging the spear with divinity, the thread of death was cut.

Without stopping there, Siron grabbed the brilliantly shining holy sword. The holy sword, which had been nothing more than a sparkle until a moment ago, erupted with light violently as if reacting to the apostle’s scent, erasing its power.

The sacred flame burns.

Grumble! Burning the murky air that filled the space, there was no negativity left in the path of the holy sword. Orion, who felt an enormous loss of life, falls asleep. How can you so easily erase the magic that brought you to godhood? Even though I felt death, I was amazed.

‘Even so.’

The warrior did not ascend to godhood.

Humans only wield the power of God.

‘I can take it.’

Open your hands and stir the space. As it is, the space is scratched and a darkness that deceives the essence is cast like a curtain.

Kwaaang! The holy sword crashed into the curtain. Brilliant flames flew wildly upon impact, and the already dizzy space was filled with confusion as waves of flames overflowed. I’m stuck.

However, the aftereffects of the shock were felt.

Even though he blocked it and did not reach it, Orion’s form was pushed back as if it were collapsing. He was pushed down, leaving a sacred mark on the floor, and Orion’s consciousness flickered for a moment in shock.

“Ha.”

Siron waved his numb hand in the air a few times. I sigh over the results I don’t like.

It was a sword swung with the intention of cutting off the arm in one fell swoop, but it ended up only being pushed back.

It’s completely different from the fights I’ve had so far. Unlike before, where even apostles who received the power of a demon god were indiscriminately torn apart by the holy sword, Orion, who ascended to godhood, blocked the holy sword’s blow.

Immediately Siron rushed over. The thought that I should not give myself a chance before the aftereffects of the shock subsides came to mind again and again. Orion managed to capture that moment.

A skinny hand swung the stone sword. Starlight containing the power of destruction is embroidered in the air. It scatters. It spreads out in all directions and tries to destroy everything.

Tentacles containing a cluster of stars came in from all directions, and Siron twisted and cut down the violence tearing through space.

Hwaruk- Slash burns the tentacles. It swallows up the scattered starlight. The power of extinction that could not be erased pierces the hem of the red robe and erodes the place.

“Lucia!”

Siron shouted a warning. Lucia knew exactly what she had to do. Throw away useless things. It slipped out of its outer garment, which was on the verge of becoming tattered, and dug its way through the tentacles.

Gooo! The power to stand up to Godhead was engraved in Sirius. Although she did not ascend to the status of a god, she had a sense of it since she had ascended to the status of a god once.

A light that was infinitely close to divinity dwelled in the sword.

A huge pillar of light stretched out into the star-studded night sky. The light became so large that it seemed as if it could pierce the ceiling of the tower, but it could not pierce the ceiling.

There are no limits to the space eroded by power.

Lucia lowered her sword at once. The veil of darkness swirls and is sucked in. This alone is not enough. Lucia’s teeth grit together. The mana of the dantian was leaking out, and hot heat was emitted from both the upper, middle, and lower danteons, making it sizzling.

Quaaa!

It wasn’t blocked. It’s different this time. The curtain tore and began to be sucked in.

Orion’s eyes grew gloomy. I decided that I couldn’t block that slash by simply casting a curtain.

——!

The darkness could not swallow the slash.

Googoo googung!

A huge sound shook the tower.