episode_0135

“Save Kali! Save Kali! Oh no! Ah! Aaah!!!”

“······?”

Nicholas, or rather the necromancer Luna, wailed as he held the spider monster split in half.

Solra stared blankly at the scene, trying to make sense of the situation by racking her brain.

And the conclusion she came to was one.

“She’s been deceived!”

She had been betrayed.

Solra quickly turned around, but the man with the friendly smile who had been by her side just moments ago was already gone.

He was no Four Heavenly Kings.

He had impersonated the Four Heavenly Kings, leading another Four Heavenly King to their death.

In essence, he was an enemy.

“Ah······.”

Solra’s vision blurred.

She had been deceived by the enemy, beheaded her superior, and now she had to chase and kill the man named Mijung who had manipulated her into killing the Four Heavenly Kings.

No, the name Mijung was most likely an alias.

The spider monster knew Mijung as another girl.

“I’m sorry, Luna. But the situation is urgent. We need to find the one who deceived me before the main force of the Holy Knights arrives-”

“Shut up!!! I’ll kill you first! You! You! You! How dare you kill Kali! Kill her again! I was about to perfect her! How dare you! Aaah!!!”

“······.”

Thud, thud, thud.

Nicholas lost his composure and ran towards Solra, raining punches on her.

But his untrained fists couldn’t possibly harm Solra.

She simply stood there and took the hits.

She thought that with time, Luna would calm down and regain her senses.

But that was Solra’s mistake.

Luna had lost her mind long ago.

Recently, she was barely holding onto her sanity with an obsession for Kali.

But now that Kali’s physical form had been completely destroyed, there was no way for her sanity to return.

She had forgotten all sense of purpose.

Luna was solely focused on avenging Kali, her sworn enemy.

“Die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die,

“I personally made you into a ‘perfect form.’ Know that it is an honor to die by the hands of your ‘perfect’ sibling!”

“What do you mean by ‘perfect’…? Jexon! Look at my face, Jexon! Snap out of it!”

Despite Solar’s desperate cries, Jexon didn’t even spare her a glance.

Clearly, he was not in his right mind.

He didn’t even seem to be alive.

At this point, there was no doubt.

Jexon was in a ‘perfected’ state by Luna’s sorcery.

He had become a body that couldn’t die, or rather, couldn’t be killed.

A puppet that would serve Luna forever without ever experiencing any harm or decay throughout his lifetime.

In front of the returned sibling who had become a tool, Solar fell to her knees.

Her life goal had just vanished.

“Huh?”

At that moment.

Jexon’s lifeless eyes turned towards Solar.

Their eyes met.

For a brief moment, she harbored a hope that maybe there was a possibility of him returning to his senses.

Jexon raised his hand.

Scattering a fierce storm-like magic around him, magic began to cast from Jexon’s fingertips.

Boom!

The explosion magic engulfed Solar.

Her armor shattered, and Solar’s body flew into the sky.

“Ugh!”

Thick blood spurted from Solar’s mouth.

As she struggled to get up, pieces of her broken armor fell off her body.

But once again, a storm of magic swept over her.

Solar just stood there, watching her brother aim the explosion magic at her, without making any move to defend herself.

Thud! Boom!

Two consecutive explosions threw Solar far away.

In no time, all of Solar’s armor shattered into pieces and scattered in all directions.

Her long blonde hair was burnt and torn short by the explosions.

“Ah…”

She had no strength left to get up.

Not even a plea for her brother to come back to his senses escaped her lips.

The desire to resist only grew weaker.

She didn’t want to live.

Having dedicated her life to curing her sibling’s incurable disease, she now wanted to die, feeling betrayed.

Once again, magic began to gather at Jexon’s fingertips.

She couldn’t endure any longer.

She had a gut feeling that if she took that hit, no matter how strong she was, she would die.

“Wait.”

At that moment, Nicholas, the high priest, furrowed his brow and raised his hand.

Jexon withdrew his magic.

A crow was flying towards them from afar.

In Nicholas’s eyes, who had been determined to kill Solar, a hint of doubt appeared.

The crow landed on Nicholas’s shoulder.

After reading the note tied to the crow’s leg, Nicholas frowned.

“Save her unconditionally…?”

The prophecy of the Archdemon was simple.

– Save Solar at all costs.

– However, if Solar seems to fully turn to the enemy’s side, then kill her.

It was a clear and concise instruction.

It seemed that there was trouble brewing across the sea in Cologne.

Upon hearing this, Luna, who had been solely focused on killing Solar, regained her senses.

“Save her? The one who killed Kali? Argh! Damn it! Is this Belphagor’s doing…?”

Originally, there was no hierarchy among the Four Kings.

But Luna had no choice but to obediently follow Belphagor’s orders.

It was an unavoidable situation.

The side that falls in love always loses.

As her madness subsided slightly, Luna, with eyes filled with regained sanity, spoke to the bloodied Solar.

“I would like nothing more than to kill you right now and send you to Kali, but… the beloved Archdemon forbids it. I will give up on that. Instead, you will serve me for the rest of your life.”

“Ugh, ack. Ugh…”

After clearing the prayer blocked by blood, Solar finally managed to breathe.

And there, with his head raised, Nicholas, the Archmage, was gently caressing the cheek of Zennon, who had descended to the ground.

There was no energy left to resist.

Sola simply knelt, blood seeping from her mouth as she shed tears.

“Zennon’s heart is under my command. This means that I can stop his heart at any time by retracting my command. Do you understand?”

“······.”

Nod, nod.

Sola barely nodded her head twice.

“If you behave yourself, I will retract my command from Zennon’s heart. Of course, if the current ‘perfect state’ is preferable, I will leave it as it is.”

“······.”

Nodding frantically.

She hated it.

She didn’t want to live for eternity as a puppet of the necromancer, unable to even let her brother die.

“Zennon······. I’m sorry······.”

Sola shed tears of blood, her trembling fist clenched.

She had been too ambitious.

Reaching into the forbidden realm to overcome her brother’s fate.

Sola’s wish came true.

Zennon escaped his fate and did not experience death.

But this was not the form Sola desired.

Zennon probably didn’t want it either.

“I, I······ was foolish······.”

Regret pierced her bones.

Perhaps I had been turning a blind eye to the truth.

I looked like a holy knight, and I believed that holding hands with the Four Kings was a form of justice.

No. I wanted to believe it.

But it was impossible.

The necromancer supervisor, who experimented with corpses every day, seemed to have a rough idea of where he got so many corpses.

But she didn’t wonder.

She didn’t even wonder why the seemingly noble archdemon was called a ‘great demon.’

She didn’t try to find out.

She closed her eyes and ears, focusing solely on saving her brother.

The price had come due.

She was paying the price for the ignorance of her sins.

By taking away my brother, who was more precious to me than anything else······.

“Zennon······. I will······ make you die······. Because it’s my fault that it came to this······. I will take responsibility and let you rest in peace······.”

Sola swore through gritted teeth.

To kill her brother with her own hands.

She had dedicated herself to saving her brother until now.

But now, it was a journey to kill her brother.

Unknowingly, she had embraced evil.

Now she was on the path to complete corruption.

There was no turning back.

Sola had not yet been possessed, but she was essentially a puppet.

Now, it seemed like she could kill anyone, whether a child or an old person.

If Luna’s command came down······.

“Luna. Please, give me your command······.”

“Alright! Alright, alright! The main force of the Holy Knights is gathering! I will heal you right now, so destroy the Holy Knights-”

“Sola.”

Thud.

At that moment, a large hand was placed on Sola’s shoulder.

Startled, Sola trembled.

The man named Mijung was standing next to her now.

Just a moment ago, he was groaning from magical exhaustion.

But now, his magic was fully restored.

“If you bow your head here, you won’t be able to come back. Then I’ll have to kill you.”

“So, you’re not the Four Kings after all.”

“Of course not, you idiot. Being deceived is foolish. Now, make your choice. Do you really intend to switch sides?”

“There’s no other choice.”

There was no other way.

Only her brother was the reason for Sola’s life.

My younger brother, more precious to me than my own life, has been forced to live a life worse than death.

I felt like I could commit any evil deed if it meant ensuring a dignified death for my brother.

“There’s no other way. Let me give you a hint. I destroyed all of Luna’s puppets left in Cologne.”

“What are you talking about!!! Be quiet, be quiet, be quiet, be quiet, be quiet, be quiet!!!”

“What this means is, if you kill Nicholas the puppeteer, the intermediary will disappear, and the spell will lose its effect.”

“······!”

Solar’s eyes widened.

Does that mean, if we destroy Nicholas the puppeteer’s physical body, Xenon can face death?

Seeing the determination in Solar’s eyes, the man smirked as if he knew what choice she had made.

“Recover on your own and follow me. I’ll hold you back so you can’t escape.”

A high-level potion was poured onto Solar’s head.

Then the man immediately lifted a black sword and began to move forward.

In the midst of the explosive magic power being aimed.

Boldly facing it head-on.