Chapter 502
Liana was neutralizing the Death Knights one by one with lightning, as if she were sniping them from a distance, as if she was going to deal with them.
I told her not to interfere, but she must have thought I was dangerous.
– Kwareung! Flash!
You probably think that everything is because of you.
You will consider everything to be your own fault.
– Kwakang!
“Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!”
“… … .”
Olivia, who was no match for strength, screamed like a beast as she was bounced off my sword.
The Death Knights rushing at me were being stopped by Liana.
Death Knights are the highest level of undead.
However, Liana had slaughtered countless monsters in Fort Mokna until now, and the defense of Fort Mokna had never failed.
So, the Death Knights are also hit dozens of times by the wild lightning that Liana summons, and the tattered flesh burns away, leaving only the bones that remain, even the bones that burn red and burn, and eventually turn to ashes.
Although they are undead, they are corpses that have not been long since they died.
There are also those who still have a face.
As Olivia, the head of the Holy Church, there weren’t many things she had to face in person after sending the priests here.
But Riana had commanded them for a long time, operated with them, and spent many years with them.
Liana would know best who she was killing twice.
For the sins he had committed, he was paying the price of summoning dozens of lightning strikes on the bodies of his comrades, turning the bodies of comrades who could not die properly into ashes.
Olivia was possessed by an evil spirit, and the paladins sent on the purification mission could not die properly and were revived as Death Knights.
You have to fight not the monsters of the gate, but the ones who were allies.
Liana made a mistake.
committed an unforgivable sin.
Then what about me?
It is a miserable wish to have intentions evaluated.
Just because you had good intentions, because you tried to save everyone.
After all, it’s true that all of this happened because of me, so is it really absurd for a group of ghosts who hate me to borrow the body of Olivia, a person dear to me, to condemn me?
Just like I was justified in my own way.
Isn’t the wrath of those demons justified in their own way?
All the problems in the world are living things that would not happen without me in the end.
In fact, the hatred of those who regard the demon king as the cause of everything and deserves to be hated may not be so unreasonable and irrational.
Even while the Death Knights were incapacitated one by one in the chain of lightning strikes, Olivia did not stop.
Olivia, whose reason was overpowered, did not seem to handle swordsmanship.
“Turn it off… … .”
I let out a low cry like a beast, and wildly swung the demonic sword Tiamata at me like a club.
– Kang! Kang! Cacan!
It was not difficult to block the powerful swing.
However, that rough swing was not the problem, but Olivia’s power of corruption was the problem.
Taking Tiamata out of Olivia’s clutches didn’t change anything. Tiamata is taken away from Olivia’s grasp, and Olivia takes Tiamata again, so only the tempo of the fight is taken away.
Even unlike me, Olivia was able to use divine power without Tiamata, so fighting for leadership was rather dangerous for me. Even when she takes Tiamata away, Olivia continues to use her powers of corruption and corruption.
Since I couldn’t hurt Olivia, I was only focused on blocking it, so my whole body was gradually exposed to the aura of corruption and corruption.
Necrosis begins in the skin, and the whole body gradually begins to die.
As the nerves die, the senses of the whole body gradually become dull, and even the vision becomes blurred.
You cannot use the power of recovery using Tiamata.
If it goes into a long-term battle, I will not die from sword wounds, but will be mummified alive by the power of corruption, just like plants wither away.
In the end, you have to throw the winning number.
Something had to be done about those ghostly masses that were ruling Olivia.
“Kuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!”
Olivia stabs her sword at me again, like a beast with a sword.
Avoiding and deflecting them will only gnaw away at my body.
throw the odds
– Kaang!
With my bare hands, I snatched the blade of Tiamata, the demonic sword stained with the power of corruption.
– Chii Ik!
As if it had been dipped in an acidic solution, white smoke rose from the grip and the hand holding the sword began to die.
It wasn’t just the sword.
– Knock!
“Turn off… … .”
I grabbed Olivia’s neck with my free hand.
With this, neither I nor Olivia could escape.
– Kang! bang! bang!
Olivia struggles to get out of my grip, but in the end, I have absolute body output.
After all, Olivia can eat me with the power of corruption, but she can’t hurt me.
Tiamata is both Olivia’s and mine.
Olivia holds Tiamata’s handle, and I hold the sword body.
Since we hold each other’s things at the same time, we can’t take each other’s possessions or take them away.
But my body is gradually dying.
“Tiamatha… … .”
I headed towards Tiamata, which Olivia, following the will of the ghosts and evil spirits, had turned into a demonic sword.
“Become a holy sword.”
When he killed Lebarrier Ranche, he gave the exact opposite order.
– Flash!
Tiamata, which poured out dark energy of corruption, soon regained its original form by emitting golden light.
“Kyaaaaaaagh!”
As if feeling great pain from the light itself, Olivia, who was being held by me, started screaming.
Holding onto the sword body, not the handle, I grabbed the scruff of Olivia’s neck as she tried to get out of the range of Tiamata’s divine power, which had turned into a holy sword, and did not let go.
It was the same that Olivia did not let go of Tiamata in pain.
The will to corrupt Tiamata.
The will to restore Tiamata to the holy sword.
The ghosts and my will collide.
-Kurrureung!
Tiamata, which emits white and black energy at the same time, was creating a wild haze in the field.
It is a fight against my one will and countless wills of anger and resentment.
You won’t be able to win.
A single will cannot overcome so many grudges.
Even so, I don’t think I’ll lose.
I’ll give it back.
I have no intention of letting go of anything I hold on to, as much as the great wind I have.
I am ready to let go of myself.
I am not ready to abandon anyone who loves me except myself, and I have no intention of preparing to do so.
anyone who loves me
no one i love
no matter who it is
If it is a peace that can be completed and obtained only by abandoning someone.
I am.
There is no need for that.
i will have everything
have everything
In the end, I’ll trample on these fucking malice and stand up.
getting pushed away
The black energy flowing from Tiamata was gradually being pushed away.
Clearly, pushing away.
“Turn it off… … . Aaaaaaaagh!”
Watching Olivia cry out in pain while being controlled by the ghosts, I hold on to her neck to prevent her from escaping.
My right hand, which had already died black, had turned black to the wrist, but the dead hand, which should have left my will, did not let go of Olivia.
hand?
something like that
It’s okay to lose.
if you can get it back
If there is even the slightest possibility of getting it back.
We can offer more than this.
“go away… … .”
Tiamata held in the left hand.
To the ghosts who ate Olivia’s body.
“Go away… … . You bastards!”
I shouted with determination, not desire.
– Flash!
The world was covered in red radiance, and I could finally see the evil spirits pouring out of Olivia’s body as if they could not withstand the wind pressure of the divine power.
* * *
-Goooooooooooo!
The grudges eventually lost the battle for supremacy with me, and fled to avoid being exposed to Tiamata’s divine power.
The resentment that had been driven out was like a huge dark cloud, clumping in the air.
It was floating in the sky in a huge shape, shrinking as if it had received a great shock.
Olivia fell unconscious and I hugged her.
Was that huge thing controlling Olivia’s body?
The colony of vengeful spirits floating in the air was bigger than the super-large stadium I saw at the temple.
No matter how much it is a soul, can something so gigantic fit into a human body?
I couldn’t help but know what Olivia was dealing with.
Just how many grudges are united?
-Keep it off!
Even it was getting bigger and bigger.
As if resentment attracts resentment.
I couldn’t see the ghost, but I couldn’t help but know that it was getting bigger and bigger by absorbing the ghosts wandering around the world because of its existence itself.
like a black hole. The enormity of grudges will attract them with a more intense attraction.
The collection of ghosts created by Liana’s massacre is just the beginning.
Now, regardless of him, I had no choice but to look up blankly at the colony of grudges that grew larger because they were huge.
Only now was he able to somehow expel it from Olivia’s body.
When that thing becomes so huge that I can’t handle it, can I cope with it if it goes on a rampage after that?
how to do that
In what way could a grudge of that scale be wrought?
Is it possible to exorcise or purify?
It was an overwhelming scale.
It’s possible to drive them out, but I can’t purify them with the divine power I can use. That would have been impossible even for Olivia.
What if that thing tries to dominate someone other than Olivia?
Liana, Harriet, Charlotte, and Airi.
Or if you cling to Ellen.
I will have to fight the fight I just did again.
And at that time, the scale of those ghosts would have grown even bigger, so it might be impossible to deal with them like now.
If that thing tries to kill me again by borrowing someone else’s body.
Do I have to see other people trying to kill me with the same expression as Olivia from earlier?
While holding Olivia in my arms, I looked up at the wriggling mass of ghosts and said.
“Why, why are you doing this?”
“If you hate me and want to kill me, then you guys just have to try to kill me.”
“Why, why are you doing this?”
I want to do what I have to do.
You may think that their anger is justified.
So just attack me. If those ghosts attack me directly, it’s enough.
Is it not necessary to do this by borrowing the hands of those who love me?
Iji commits a reckless, no, meaningless act of talking to a mass of resentment that does not exist.
I don’t know what to do with this situation.
“why… … ?”
but.
I heard the answer
The gigantic colony of grudges sends an answer.
It’s like a lot of beings mixed up and saying the same thing.
No, it was closer to echo than words.
The voices of so many overlapping beings spread across the field that an echo could be heard from a simple word.
“You, only you. When you die… … . okay?”
There was bitter despair and resentment in his voice.
– Chiiyiing!
I hear the boiling of souls.
I could feel the rush of emotions that I had no choice but to express.
“Then why?” “My son.” “My husband.” “My wife.” “Brother.” “My daughter.”
“Mom.” “Dad.” “My lord.” “My love.” “Friends.” “Home.”
“Our.”
“every.”
“girl.”
“Take everything and leave it.”
“why.”
“I’m just going to give you one… … . sun?”
The numerous words that pop out simultaneously are segmented, but all of them are embedded in my mind, not my ears.
That wouldn’t be a single will. Is it the common mind of the collective?
Like a hive consciousness.
Those ghosts resonate with each other, and they are pitiful and vicious beings who have become one with a miserable bond in the name of hatred, anger, and despair.
A colony named Resentment.
It looks down on me from the air.
I could feel the gigantic ghosts, no different from clouds, staring at me.
I could feel the resentful gaze of those souls that were hard to count.
“Because you took everything from us.”
“I will take all of you.”
“that is… … . That’s right.”
“I will kill you, take everything you have, break and destroy.”
“Because you destroyed us.”
“We, too, have the right to destroy you.”
“Your everything.”
“You have the right to take it. there is.”
heard from Antirianus.
In the situation right before the Gate incident, what Sarkegar had said to press Elerys.
Sarkegar said.
Humanity destroyed the Dark Land, so the Dark Land also has the right to destroy mankind.
The gate incident happened.
Eventually, the words come back like boomerangs.
The destroyed, the stolen, the slain.
Since I am broken, I speak of the rights of the broken.
Only a handful of people are critically involved in this work.
The ghosts in front of me right now were outsiders to most things happening in the world.
They didn’t decide anything, they didn’t give an opinion.
Only those who are sacrificed.
They are even those killed by Liana’s decision.
for them
You have the right to destroy me.
okay.
There will be. clearly.
Who else but them has the right to destroy me, hate me, and break me?
It gets bigger and bigger.
If left as it is, it will grow bigger and bigger, and it will become a size that no one can handle.
I will fight me with the ones I love.
If its purpose is to cause me pain and suffering, it will.
“I look scared.”
I speak to that gaze of resentment toward me.
“I don’t have the confidence to control myself. There’s no one to attack me directly. I don’t have the confidence to kill myself, so I guess I have no choice but to let myself kill my people with my own hands.”
There was no answer, but I felt the great squirm of resentment.
“What is your number? tens of thousands? hundreds of thousands? Or millions?”
“If only that was the conclusion of your anger and vengeance toward me. If it’s just something like that.”
“Hate.”
“Rage.”
“Vengeance.”
“Isn’t that not enough?”
“It’s too, isn’t it?”
provocation
“You weaklings.”
“Because I was weak even when I was alive.”
“Even in death you are weak.”
Their han may be in injustice.
Fundamentally, they died because they were weak, it would be in that weakness.
If they were strong, they wouldn’t have died.
If only you were as strong as the hero, Ellen Artorius.
if they had the power.
He wouldn’t have to run away, and he wouldn’t have to be killed.
I speak to those ghosts of the weak, those colonies.
I said that since I don’t have the confidence to attack me, this way of trying to bring me pain is ultimately the way of the weak, and I’m not weak even if I become a colony like this.
The grudges did not answer.
However, that wild wriggling.
That menacing shimmer said it all.
The ghosts are angry.
There is no such thing as self-confidence to overcome.
but.
I can’t let those ghosts grow bigger like this.
You can’t let those grudges dwell in another being.
I don’t want to fight with the things I love.
You can’t make others manipulate you anymore.
“Is your resentment strong?”
“I wonder if my spirit is strong.”
“Let’s try it.”
if you hate me
If they hate me, I must bear it.
I cannot allow others to bear the yoke that I should bear.
I don’t think I can stand it.
If it’s something I have to endure
If it’s reasonable or not, if hatred, anger, and vengeance are directed at me.
“Stay with me.”
It’s not something that belongs to someone else. I have to let their resentment and hatred dwell in me.
At my provocation, the grudges watch me.
“why.”
I hand over the last provocation to them.
“Are you afraid?”
I didn’t need any more words.
Vibrations begin to rise from the bodies of the hopeless Hive.
-Kurrureurreung!
“You cursed demon king.”
“okay.”
“we.”
“you.”
“I will curse you.”
“With your own hands, let me destroy everything you love.”
A great darkness like a cloud begins to condense.
The grudges changed their minds.
I don’t want people I love to die with my own hands, but I want to make people I love die with my own hands.
I spread my arms.
“Come, you weaklings.”
I, to the pitiful beings who had no choice but to be sacrificed.
give me a chance to destroy
