#52. Vermouth, God of Flame VS Karos, God of Black Flame (2)
Puff poop!
Vermouth was quite embarrassed.
‘How did this guy, Karos, grow so much…? !’
The black flame was rushing fiercely from the front, and its momentum was becoming stronger.
At first, it was enough to block with a cane, but now it was barely possible to block with both arms.
Whoa!
In the end, Vermouth was struck squarely in the left shoulder by the curved black flame.
His huge beard swayed violently from side to side.
[Ugh… ! Unbelievable!]
A force that is definitely different from before.
Vermouth had never realized that Karos had been hiding his power all this time.
Carlos looked at him pitifully.
[…] This is truly disappointing. What on earth have you been doing all these years? Were you soaked in peace and playing baduk with the priests?]
It was a very sarcastic voice, but Vermouth, who had already exhausted his stamina, could only lean on his cane and breathe heavily.
[…] Karos, no matter how corrupt you are, how can you do this? You really are Atlaum! Have you forgotten this teacher?!]
A grin escaped from the mouth of Carlos, who was covered in messy black hair.
[Kkekekekeuk, old man is saying something funny again. How could you forget? The people of this ugly city who only worship flames and reject black flames… .]
As Karos muttered in anger, Vermouth trembled with his hands, took his body off the staff, and stood up straight.
[…] What a rejection! Are you sure you still hold a grudge against people? Didn’t I tell you about my sister? We gods are meant to embrace humans! Magic is a tool to embrace humans. But doesn’t your black flame exist only for attack!!]
Karos was giggling and shaking his body like crazy at those words, and Vermouth looked at him with a devastated face.
[Phew, hahaha! Cancer, I need to embrace it! I will embrace you! For that reason, didn’t Mr. Karos himself come out today? Don’t worry. Vermouth. I myself will embrace everything in Atlaum without reservation. With this fierce black flame.]
Carlos’s eyes twinkled through his loose black hair. Black flames creeping up fill the surroundings.
Vermouth’s white beard trembled at that lifeless appearance.
[…] I raised you wrong all this time.]
[Hmph, who raised whom? What a stupid old man… I’ll kill you right away!!]
Karos’ black hair shot up like crazy, and at the same time, the black flames around him exploded all at once.
Kwakwakwakwakwa!!
Vermouth pounded his staff into the ground with all his might.
Let’s go!
The staff was in danger as if it would be sucked into the vortex of black flame at any moment, but Vermouth held the staff’s head even tighter.
Then his complexion began to become more and more hardened.
Karos, his favorite student whom he cherished dearly.
Among his many disciples, he invented black salt, a new substance that had never been seen before, and his magical achievements were far superior to anyone else, but in the eyes of the people of Atlaum, the existence of black salt was the power of darkness itself.
My poor disciple who ended up being ostracized and innocently forgotten… .
Vermouth bowed his head in silence.
As the wind blew loudly, Vermouth’s long white hair began to slowly rise into the sky.
[…] It seems like you still look down on this teacher. Black salt is also a substance that comes out of the flame branch… !!]
Vermouth’s eyes began to flash.
A fierce expression of murder appeared, but Carlos just spread his arms and laughed maniacally.
The vermouth’s flame was blocked by the overflowing black flame and repeatedly died out.
Seeing that, Carlos raised his arms high as if gathering even more strength.
[Khaha! it’s over! Now, whatever you do, it’s already done! Vermouth!!]
Starting from Karos, the surrounding black flames turned into a rough whirlpool.
The small whirlpool gradually turned into a large one.
Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa!
Weeds, soil, and even medium-sized trees began to shake to their roots.
‘Such a monster… ‘How can this be so powerful!’
It was a fleeting moment, but Vermouth realized.
The person in front of you is much more dangerous than you thought… .
Vermouth, who had finally fully grasped the situation, hurriedly launched the system.
‘The Atlaum just needs to be rebuilt.’
He decided that the priority now was to evacuate everyone safely.
Vermouth began using the gods’ system to order all troops in the rear to retreat.
Fortunately, the number of mid-level and low-level gods he hired was quite large, so it would probably be enough to evacuate the residents of Atlaum to a safe place.
Of course, since this was an additional mission, I didn’t forget to double the reward.
‘This amount of compensation will be enough to do the job.’
No matter how godly they are, there are very few gods in the world who do good deeds without any compensation.
Of course, if you were conservative and paid a lot for your name, your personal power would be greatly reduced temporarily, but that wasn’t what was important right now.
‘Now all that’s left is to buy time.’
Vermouth gritted his teeth and glared at Karos, who was glowing in front of him.
We need to buy time until the middle and lower level gods can evacuate all the residents of Atlaum.
[Hehehe… ! Judging by the look in your eyes, it looks like the old man is up to some trick again. Shall we take a look and see what’s going on?]
Carlos said, brushing back his rising black hair.
Black lines were left like patterns on his face as he dealt with the black flame, and the black flame itself was burning in his eyes.
Truly an ‘evil god’ itself.
[Nenoooooom!! Karos!!!!]
Vermouth’s two legs are Kwasizik! got stuck in the ground
Actually, Vermouth knew.
Before my eyes, Karos had already surpassed his own magic.
Moreover, because Karos had completely hidden his skills from the beginning, Vermouth was unable to properly distribute his stamina.
His physical strength was already close to its breaking point.
[No matter what, I won’t let you go!]
Kugoogung!
It was when Vermouth’s legs sank deeper into the ground, and the huge staff spun around with great force.
“I think it would be difficult to do alone.”
Vermouth stopped turning his wand at the sudden voice and looked to the side.
[…] you?]
The man looking at him with a grin was a familiar face.
‘This person is definitely… .’
A minor god seen on a nearby hill on the day the Daesinjeon was attacked.
A lesser god with an appearance reminiscent of a wolf smiles leisurely and holds out his hand.
“Reinforcements are here.”
* * *
Kwakwakwak!
A huge crater was created along with a huge explosion.
Inside the pit where countless black flames flowed like snakes, Carlos was staring into the pit with his eyes narrowed.
Carlos’ eyebrows twitched as he watched for a moment.
This is because the person who should have been burned to death in the pit had already run away.
[This kind of rat… !]
Karos’ right hand stretched sharply backwards.
Instead of running towards Damdeok, he was startled and fell back.
“Wow, that’s not easy either.”
Contrary to his tongue-lashing words, Damdeok seemed relaxed.
Carlos felt his heart sink as he looked at Damdeok like that.
Where did that big joint come out of nowhere, and what is that ungainly lion skin covering it?
‘Hmph, are you Vermouth’s new disciple?’
The man who suddenly jumped out and said something to Vermouth. Judging from the divine power felt in him, he was probably only a low-level god at best.
A grin escaped.
What on earth can a lesser god do by intervening in the battle of the highest gods?
But isn’t he wearing a lion skin that looks like me and then suddenly attacking me?
If that guy wasn’t in a priestly relationship with Vermouth, there was no reason for him to do such a crazy thing.
All disciples rush to the death for the honor of their master.
Carlos clicked his tongue slightly.
[You are urging the name. Just because you’re wearing a lion skin, do you think you’ll be able to brush even a single hair of this Karos?]
Carlos twitched the corner of his mouth and muttered that, but honestly, Damdeok looked quite handsome, wearing a lion’s head like a helmet and wrapping his body skin like a cape.
But that doesn’t mean you can admit it, right?
[joy! How dare a guy with so much pretense… .]
Carlos muttered even more crookedly.
Soon, his two large hands created several black flame balls and started throwing them at Damdeok.
[How dare a lesser god interfere! die! Die!]
Quack! Kwakwakwak!
Karos fiercely launched a black flame ball, but Damdeok was able to narrowly avoid it with a combination of wind sprint skill and battle concentration skill.
At that sight, Karos’ dark eyebrows furrowed even more.
‘It’s annoying. ‘He is very annoying!’
That beautiful, shiny lion skin was annoying, but there was something else that really bothered Carlos.
‘He must have kicked my fist away earlier.’
This was also the reason why he only fired black flame balls from a distance now.
A little while ago, I swung my fist a few times with the intention of lightly suppressing it, but the damage to that bastard’s lion skin was subtle.
It feels like I’m blocked by a transparent membrane wrapped in layers.
Apparently it wasn’t just a feeling.
How does this guy, who looks like a low-level god at best, block his own melee attacks?
Unless there is a special device on the lion skin… .
[…] Vermouth, what kind of magic did you put on that lion skin?]
Carlos, who had come to a conclusion, asked Vermouth, but it was Damdeok standing on the other side who answered.
“It’s not magic.”
Carlos’ gaze turned to Damdeok again.
[…] bouncer. You’re so good at interfering. That’s not magic? Then what is it?]
“Well, if I may say it, is it Tempal?”
[Tem… what?]
Carlos looked at Damdeok with a face that looked like he had chewed shit.
Damdeok was grinning and slowly putting his hand back.
There was a club hanging behind his back. As Damdeok pointed the wooden club forward as if he was pulling out a sword, Karos’ thick eyebrows twitched again.
[…] under? okay. I don’t think Vermouth just clothed the lion skin? The cane looks quite thick. What kind of magic is there?]
Damdeok just laughed at Carlos’ serious question.
‘A guy called God sees a club and thinks it’s a magic wand. It’s a world view that is completely crazy about magic.’
Well, I’ve always used magic that is fast and convenient in addition to being able to produce strong power, so it was worth it.
“In the first place, wizards only fight with their mouths? “You talk a lot.”
Carlos was caught in Damdeok’s honest provocation.
[OK. I will destroy your very existence.]
Karos’ movement, rushing in like a storm, was difficult to react to, no matter how excellent Damdeok’s combat concentration skills were.
but,
Wow. Crack!
Just before Carlos’s right hand touched Damdeok’s head, Vermouth suddenly appeared and grabbed his right hand.
Karos’ face, whose attack was blocked right in front of him, was distorted.
[Vermouth!! Are you really saying that you will side with a lesser god and fight me?! As the highest god, there is no shame in it!!]
Carlos let out a loud cry and got excited, but Vermouth didn’t pay any attention and grabbed Carlos’ arm even harder.
[Say whatever you want. If I can return you to where you came from, I can join hands with not just a low-level god, but even the lowest-level god.]
[You’re crazy. it’s crazy. Hehehe, the old man is getting senile… .]
Karos’s sarcastic laughter did not last long.
With both Vermouth’s hands holding onto Karos’ right arm, Damdeok had no intention of letting that golden opportunity pass by.
“Well, you can’t look away.”
Damdeok’s club hit the spot in an instant and powerfully split the air.
Before Damdeok’s eyes, the effects of the Hercules’ club, which he had been thinking about for a while, appeared.
[Effect: Gives all living creatures a 100% chance of inflicting the abnormal status effect ‘stun’ (※ However, it must be hit exactly on the head).]
Pow!
fantasy,
