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I think as I look at the squeaky-eyed boy shaking his shoulders in anger.

About how that honeybee will utilize Agra’s power.

The common way is to use the unique immortality.

Having an immortal enemy presents its own challenges.

As we saw earlier, even the mobs that would disappear if we just touched them quickly became immortal and transformed into terrifying creatures.

If monsters like Benedict or Rasha gain immortality and stand on the other side, it would be a disaster.

Even if God comes, I don’t know if he can solve such a disaster.

However, despite being strong, it is not a desirable behavior for a dungeon boss.

Since this is a dungeon, there has to be a strategy for conquering it.

To be honest, if you only bring in the immortal body, you will show disappointment by belittling the body, personality, and soul.

But I don’t think Honeybee would act that sloppy.

According to that idiot’s thinking, I’m the one who overcame the ordeal with God’s help, right?

I can’t just rely on the immortal who has a strategy. So now all that’s left is a battle using the power of the end.

What can you do? Can you show me something more disgusting than anything I’ve ever seen?

“You’re not shivering because you’re scared of peeing, are you?♡”

The moment he asked with a grin, a chill ran down my spine.

I raised my shield following my intuition, and my body was pushed back slightly with a strong impact. You know how to use it basics, right?

“I’ll kill you at the end.”

“Why?♡ When other people see you, you don’t stand up well?♡ You’re sneaky but shy?♡ You’re cute~♡”

I draw out my divinity and heighten my senses to the limit. Then, I put the power of embrace into my armor and direct all attacks towards me.

The power of the end that Agra possesses is literally the power related to the end of all things in the world.

That’s why he can also give the magic shot around him to the end, the end of the impact point where it should have reached slowly.

I can make the bullet appear right between my eyes.

This is an astonishingly fraudulent force, but there are ways to counter it.

After all, the point of impact is determined when the magic is activated.

If you see the manifestation of magic, guide it with the power of embrace, and block it with a shield, you can defend it.

After forcibly changing the direction of the curse that Honeybee fired and blocking it, Honeybee frowns and smiles at him.

“You want to take off my armor so badly?♡”

The horny honey’s gaze never leaves me.

It’s not his fault. The Messagaki skill is a skill that cannot be alleviated even by the power of the god, and it is a provocation that even the evil spirit of darkness cannot do anything about.

However, my friends are not so kind as to forgive him for his actions even though it is not his fault.

The moment Arthur’s sword touched the honeybee’s neck rose into the air.

The puzzled look on his head as he said goodbye to his body proved that he had not noticed this surprise attack at all.

“Pray!”

“Bet how many times you swing it.”

“I refuse! I’ll lose!”

The attacks never end.

Frey and Arthur swing their swords at the floating neck.

The speed at which they swing their swords is astonishingly fast, but their swords never touch each other.

These two have been sparring whenever they have time. They know each other so well how to swing their swords that they naturally get along without even having to say anything.

The scattered powdered honey reappears, but it is in the place where Joy has prepared her magic.

It is induced. To be swallowed up in darkness.

To make one confined in the hell of darkness and to resent one’s own immortality.

“What a trivial trick!”

Naturally, the king emerged from the darkness.

Because the power of the evil spirit he possesses is real.

I absorbed some of the pieces of the evil spirit, but I doubt I’d be eaten by a magic spell I prepared on the spot.

But he must have felt threatened. He must have realized that if his power was weakened, he might really wander through hell.

“On the topic of Kingdom Parts!”

The walls around us crumble with the rage of the Honeybee, and the soldiers we left behind surround us.

Is this phase 2?

“I hereby declare that this place has become the place of the great Lord.”

The soldiers push back as Pavie declares the realm of divinity.

These are the ones who blossomed by the power of the evil god Agra.

The moment you step inside, it will melt like ice cream.

Just because it’s a honey trap doesn’t mean it has no effect. As long as you’re carrying a piece of the evil spirit in your body, you can’t help but feel burdened here.

Because the only thing that Agra’s power cannot do anything about is the realm of divinity.

Well, that doesn’t mean it can be completely blocked.

“You think you can stop me with this? Ha. How ridiculous!”

As he raises his hand, the swords Frey and Arthur were holding shatter and scatter.

The cane Joey was holding snaps in half.

The clothes they are wearing may seem to be holding up for now, but they are only holding up due to the influence of the blessings bestowed upon their flesh, and will soon pass away.

“I pray that the divinity of the Lord will never end. The moment it disappears, you will meet the same result as your weapons.”

This is why dealing with the evil god Agra is like nothing else. All the equipment you worked so hard to prepare turns to dust.

“Your Majesty, do you have another sword?”

“It’s in a subspace pocket, but does it have any meaning?”

“If you do something with Aura.”

“Yes.”

I took the sword out of my inventory and threw it to Frey.

Frey, who lightly held the handle, looked at the sword I gave him with hot eyes as if he had met the love of his life.

I think you like the sword that holds the miracles of the mythical era.

“It’s not free. If you can’t do it properly, expect more. Idiot Inspector.”

“…Yeah!”

When Frey puts his aura into the sword, a colorless aura appears on the white blade. Something invisible to the eye, something that can only be felt through momentum.

And when Frey swung his sword with Aura, Honeybee’s body split in half.

“I’ll look forward to it!”

I promise you this again.

I will never fight Frey again. Ever.

The moment he raised his shield with renewed determination, his eyes met Arthur’s.

“What?”

“No. That. What is it?”

“Ah. Right. I had something to give to the incompetent prince too.”

“Right?”

I approached Arthur, who was looking at me with a full sense of anticipation, and blew air into his ear.

“Huh!? What.”

“Reward♡”

“Do you have time to play?”

When the suddenly revived Honey Bee shouted in annoyance, I laughed in return.

“Do you feel jealous of your son too?♡ Puhahaha♡ Is that why you tried to steal him away?♡ My Kkulkkul is ugly♡ a peanut♡ rough♡ smelly♡ and not manly♡”

Our little pig, unable to bear it any longer, rushed towards me. He applied the power that had been working on the magic to himself.

But unfortunately, his hostility was so strong that it was strange not to know, so I was able to meet him with my mace. Kkulkkul’s body was thrown outside the realm of the divine.

“Because I’m a slacker who can’t even do perverted things properly♡”

The moment the gaze of the crow that had raised its body from afar reaches me, I feel a surge of elation.

His reason, which has flown away, declares it without his knowledge.

That he’s a pedophile, a pervert, a piece of shit who’s desperate to subdue a little girl.

“Dare.”

“Are you angry?♡”

“Dare.”

“Want to let you know that I’m a kid?♡”

“How dare you!”

“Try it♡ If you can do it♡ Huh~ Fold it♡”

The honeybee, whose mind had been blown away, tried to attack me in all sorts of ways.

Pouring out the end of the magic and curses you’ve created, or ending the balance by telling the earth to end, or temporarily simulating the end of nothingness, or ending the light.

The utilization he showed was quite skillful for someone who was handling the power of a god for the first time.

That was about it.

I can praise you.

You could applaud it for being creative.

But that’s all.

Even though I have countless ways to act like shit, the smile never leaves my lips.

Even though he was rushing forward, ignoring the attacks directed at him.

No matter how much that guy struggles, it’s nothing compared to the human malice I’ve seen.

In the end, he’s a third-rate villain. In a sloppy way.

While I was handling the horny pig, my friends continued to slaughter pigs.

His arms, his body, his legs, they were all dismantled like they had previously crushed his head, and they were eventually found.

A piece of evil spirit that had seeped into Kkulkkul’s body. After confirming the weakness, he locks eyes with his friends.

And then he pretended to trip and staggered.

Objectively speaking, it wasn’t a very good performance.

If Kkulkkul had any sense, he would have definitely noticed how sloppy it was.

However, the honeybee was in heat and couldn’t see anything, and all he could do was make a sexual judgment, not a rational one.

I see the sword that Honeybee is swinging. I see the sword reaching me without any progress.

I see the sword of a beast that doesn’t even know it is being guided.

Three. Two. One.

now.

The sword bounces upward with a loud sound, revealing the disgusting body of the worm.

After the ropes of divinity entwined the limbs, Joy’s magic erased the overlay over the flesh, and the two inspectors dismantled the withered body, I intercepted the piece of the evil spirit.

The king, who had been recovering quickly until now, started to break down and regroup like any other mob.

“No. No. No! ”

He desperately tried to snatch the piece from my hand, but the power-robbed sloppy man’s movements were slow enough to make me yawn.

So much so that I couldn’t take it away even if I wanted to.

As I kicked him in the stomach, darkness seized his body as if it had been waiting for him.

“Let go! I am the king of this country!”

One leg is dragged in.

“A great king who will protect the glory of Soladinn forever!”

The knees are engulfed in darkness.

“What do you want?! Wealth!? Status!? Treasure?! Tell me! I’ll listen to anything!”

Submerged in black lake up to waist level.

“Arthur! Our son! Avid! Isn’t he your father? The man who loved and protected you!”

“Because you thought it might become your body.”

“That little brat! I’ll give you the brat you love! You can do whatever you want with him! So please!”

Perhaps Arthur thought he wasn’t being persuaded. He turned to Faby.

“Saint! Please show Armadi’s mercy to this evildoer! Give him a chance to become good again!”

He quickly moved to her side as Pavie stared at him with sharp eyes and her mouth shut.

“Lady of Patran! Disciple of the great archmage Erginus! Please have mercy on this miserable life!”

“Dear Lady of Kent! Please protect this life for the honor of your sword!”

“Please. Please. Please!”

Finally, when only the king’s head remained, his gaze fell on me.

“Apostle of the Lord.”

I didn’t answer and just walked towards him.

“If you tell me to lick your feet, I will lick them. If you tell me to crawl on the floor, I will crawl. I will do whatever you ask. I will wholeheartedly participate in your good deeds! I swear to the God of Oaths!”

“How many times do I have to tell you that I don’t know pig language?♡”

As I step on the head of the honeybee and sink it into the darkness, the darkness disappears and the surroundings become filled with silence.

Ah. I guess I’m really a good person. I even gave a reward to that ugly pig at the end.

To be exact, it’s not the last.

Because that person will live forever in the darkness that Erginus himself created.

If you think about it, it’s a dream come true, so I should congratulate you.

I won’t hear any taunts as I suffocate in the darkness.

Phew. It looks like it’s over for now.

After confirming that there was a door leading outside, I slowly looked around.

To see if there’s something else.

This must be the first or second time I’ve been hit in the back of the head like this.

I can’t feel safe until I get a message from the sloppy Lord.

“Young-ae!”

“Lucy!”

Ah, as expected. Looks like the pig is going to start kicking its ugly butt again.

Where is it?

The gaze of those two.

My arm?

The energy flowing from the piece of evil spirit was crawling up my arm. The arm that the energy touched was already darkened by death.

The moment the leisurely voice filled my brain, my body naturally trembled.

The body temperature goes down.

The heartbeat slows down. The will to live fades.

Bodily activities that should be taken for granted become not so.

“Of course. I can’t help it.”

My breath that had stopped returns. The warmth that rises from deep within my heart makes my blood flow, and the warmth that I feel around me.

…Wait a minute. Isn’t this Faybi’s divinity?

As I slowly raised my head, I could vaguely see a human figure beyond the tears brought on by the fear of death.

“I finally get to meet you in person, Lord God’s apostle.”

Why is the Pope here?