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The sound made by spitting, white foam in the mouth, and bloodshot eyes.

There was resentment there.

What made Austin like that? It is not King Zhou’s main pitch. In the dozens or even hundreds of battles in the throne room, Henry always fought with reason. Even falling down was a noble lineage, and that’s why he was remembered as a thorough villain.

But the Austin in front of me… I don’t know.

Patter-

Austin took slow steps.

Blood flows like a waterfall from the shoulder that was cleanly torn off. An unbelievable amount of blood comes out from the withered body, soaking the floor, and the body, which should have already collapsed and died, walks as if possessed by a ghost.

It is a phenomenon that deviates from reason.

So the attention is taken away.

Everyone who had no choice but to watch the situation here looked at Austin with eyes filled with fear.

There are numerous speculations. It may be the second coming of the devil, the coming of an apostle, or perhaps the coming of an evil god.

The constantly pouring blood and the evil energy that engulfed the space made Austin seem like something transcendent.

but,

As for Shiron, I saw Austin as he really is.

“What are you saying?”

Siron adjusted the hilt of his sword and exhaled. I felt complex emotions about seeing this damn disease for the first time in my life, but I didn’t feel any more emotions than that.

Austin is just a person who is lucky enough to have the power to pick up a good piece of equipment. I haven’t trained my mana for a long time, and I’m not a strong demon from birth.

“If you’re going to go crazy, go crazy in a nice way. I muttered to myself, damn it.”

So, I didn’t give up thinking that I could kill him enough. Siron widened his eyes and pointed the holy sword at Austin.

This time I won’t finish with just my arms.

Breathing, gait, gaze, whatever information I can get. I will kill you more thoroughly and surely than ever before.

“Die…”

Austin raised his cane high. A thick and cloudy energy gathers at the tip of the raised tip. The energy that made all things crumble overflowed, staining the entire area with the energy of a curse.

Austin constantly radiated curse energy.

However, even though the curse energy was radiating so much, the curse did not reach Siron.

A slow attack that simply emits curse energy. The moment I decided that the attack would never reach me.

Light burst out.

A flash of light engulfed the curse and other evil shadows, and a line of light rushed into Austin’s neck.

The holy sword, swung with all its might, tore Austin to pieces.

“Ah…”

Austin couldn’t even scream. By the time I realized something had touched my neck, my vision had already flipped.

Tuk-

A pure white head rolled on the floor.

As Austin’s head falls, the curse that has not disappeared swells. Siron had no intention of letting the curse that had no place to go explode.

Whoaaaah—!

The holy sword radiated light again.

A holy light that burns away all the cursed energy that filled the throne room. The energy of correcting the principles erased the wronged flames as if they were burning them.

Light that erases unclean energy continues to emanate. It wasn’t just the flame of the curse that was erased.

Puhwaaak-!

A fountain of blood gushed from Austin’s neck, but Siron was not covered in it. I did not allow the holy light to pollute Siron.

The divinity that did not stop at light turned into flame. The blood that spurts from the bottom up cannot fall down from the top.

Divinity was the essence of healing, but Austin could not receive healing. Light did not regard him as a human being, but recognized him as a being that should be destroyed. As if to prove him, the by-products that came out of him were consumed by the sacred flame.

Light filled the space.

‘oh my god.’

Devialet muttered softly at the sight.

It didn’t matter when I first became conscious. In the sensation of watching a play on stage through a huge glass window, the cardinal felt as if he had seen a scene from an icon that had been translated from the Bible into a painting.

A sword of light and overwhelming divinity.

A scene exactly as written in the Bible was before his eyes. Devialet’s eyes filled with tears.

however,

For some reason, the darkness on the ceiling could not be erased. Sweat appeared on Siron’s face as he felt the injustice that he could not erase. Siron gripped the holy sword even more tightly. The intensity of light becomes stronger. However, no matter how much light was emitted, the darkness on the ceiling did not disappear.

It’s strange.

‘…A darkness that cannot be erased by the light of the holy sword?’

It wasn’t just poetry that felt déjà vu.

Even Sera, who maintained spatial magic, was very wary of that darkness.

‘That’s…’

Seira’s eyes narrow.

Unlike shadows that are created by the absence of light, darkness swallows up light just by existing. Although it was a very long time ago, Seira remembered it clearly.

How could I forget?

drank.

The energy radiating from the darkness was so ominous that it reminded me of him.

Soon, the darkness that had dyed the ceiling black began to come together.

The darkness that became one rotated and formed a ring.

Siron’s face, which was emitting light, became distorted.

Siron was clearly aware of its existence. So the light shined even brighter. To drive away negative energy. I stuck the holy sword into the heart of a decapitated corpse that wouldn’t fall and didn’t stop spewing out holy power…

I couldn’t stop it.

Siron watched with open eyes as the black ring descended from the ceiling toward Austin. Above my head, which wasn’t even there, a black ring was floating as if measuring the distance.

Siron was dumbfounded by the situation that happened right in front of him.

They say there is a mountain beyond the mountain.

“…Ha.”

Shiron, who laughed helplessly, stopped emitting light.

Because I realized it was useless. Although he didn’t like giving up, he didn’t have enough stamina left to engage in meaningless efforts, so he decided to face the being in front of him.

An angel with his head cut off.

First Apostle, Jagannatha.

I lowered my prestige to avoid the apostle, but ended up encountering it.

*

‘Reincarnation Kenshin’ seems like a real-time action game that can be found everywhere, but it had a system that could be said to be unique.

‘Rather than the player looking for the boss, the boss moves in search of the player.’

Apostle.

The Apostle is a boss that you encounter randomly in the field. These uncertain elements were intertwined with Wimyeongdo, a system of reincarnation and swordsmanship, to create a unique charm.

[The higher the prestige, the higher the probability of encountering an apostle, and the lower the prestige, the lower the probability of encountering an apostle. Players, please keep this in mind.]

But, what are the numbers in front of it? First of all, it is not a measure of strength.

The 2nd Apostle was tempted to kill Camilla Rhodes first, and cut off her head with his own hands, but Siron did not consider her weaker than the 5th Apostle Bernoulli.

[Numbers are assigned to the apostles in the order in which they heard the demon’s voice. Therefore, Jagannatha is the first apostle.]

A phrase I vaguely remember.

However, the important thing was not that the being in front of me was the first apostle.

Jagannatha is the strongest apostle. Of course, I met him here.

*

“The tribute has become unusable.”

The decapitated corpse spoke in a low voice. This is not a sound that comes from a head rolling around on the floor. Black rings protruded here and there, vibrating on the severed neck, as if vibrating the air.

“You made it that way.”

The decapitated corpse, Jagannatha’s consciousness, turned towards Siron.

“You cut off the tribute’s head with that white sword. It must not have been easy, ah! It is a sword of light. I can tell from the sword of light. I never thought it would be in a place like this.”

“…”

“Has it been 500 years? You finally showed up. I’ve been looking for you all this time. It’s been a long time, I’ve been waiting desperately for you to show up. Hero. Why hasn’t it been seen before?”

Although many words were poured out,

Siron did not answer the question.

I couldn’t answer.

The only thing in Shiron’s mind was confusion as to why this guy was here, so he didn’t even have time to answer.

however,

No matter how much I thought about it, I couldn’t come up with an answer to my encounter with the first apostle.

“Focus on me.”

“…”

Siron’s mind soared at the words of the angel with his head cut off. Jagannatha, who saw that Siron was concentrating, continued speaking.

“Why, even though I searched for you so much, I couldn’t recognize your existence?”

“…”

“You’re not answering. In that case, you have no choice but to find out for yourself.”

Siron saw the angel’s ring twisting.

This situation,

angel.

Shiron somehow felt like he needed to stop thinking about useless things. And my ominous premonition came true.

“Your soul is biased toward negativity.”

“…huh.”

Siron let out a hollow laugh.

“So that’s why it hasn’t been seen before. I discovered something interesting.”

The decapitated body didn’t even notice, but it was looking straight ahead.

“I feel sorry for saying that it is a corpse with its head cut off. Iza also must have had a name that she had since birth.”

“…Suddenly what.”

“This soul, whom our God took pity on… was scheduled to become an apostle conveying God’s will.”

A conversation with a decapitated corpse was not like a conversation.

He gave only fragmentary information, as if he was only saying what he wanted to say.

“…What?”

However, with only fragmentary information, Siron had no choice but to open his eyes wide.

I had no idea that Austin was going to become an apostle.

“Shiron Prien. I have no choice but to know.”

Before I knew it, this guy even knew the name I didn’t say. Are you searching through Austin’s memories? Or was this information revealed? Whatever it was, it was extremely difficult. Even though I try not to show it, the corners of my eyes twitch.

“Because it is a fact that you can see that is not written in Prien’s prophecy.”

“…”

“Are you planning to keep your mouth shut? You probably know that it’s no use. Or perhaps he was frozen in fear? I think it can be done.”

At that moment, Jagannatha took a step back.

“Well, I wanted to talk a little more.”

He spoke something incomprehensible. We haven’t even had a single conversation, so what are you talking about?

This time too, Jagannatha spoke something incomprehensible.

“An imperfect body cannot endure. Let’s finish it.”

Finishing it? It was a moment when I had that question.

Kwaaaa-

A pillar of light fell in front of Siron’s nose.

The darkness quickly collapsed, as if it had been a lie that had swallowed up all the light of the Holy Sword.

There was nothing left where the light fell.

Both Austin’s corpse and Lord Wu’s body.

That’s how intense Seira’s bombardment was.

“Kid… are you okay?”

An urgent voice that trembles slightly. Before I knew it, Seira came next to me and asked how I was doing.

“…Thank you.”

Instead of saying it was okay, Siron expressed gratitude. And then, I turned around and headed somewhere.

“You kid! Where are you going?”

He heard a voice calling him from behind, but Siron did not stop and ran towards the door of the throne room.

What I had been paying attention to all along was the golden eyes that had been watching Shiron through the crack in the door.

bang!

Siron opened the door with all his might and lowered his gaze.

The red-haired girl was trembling, holding her head.

“…Lucia.”

“…”

Even though I asked in a kind voice, Lucia did not answer. Instead, she lowered her head deeply.