Chapter 307 – Fall

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A cathedral with a mysterious atmosphere where the moonlight flows through the stained glass.

An upside-down cross was driven into the ground, and in front of it was a huge throne that was not suitable for a cathedral.

“…They’re having a pretty interesting fight.”

Sitting on her death throne her, gracefully cupping her chin with one hand, the goddess of death muttered.

Her left eye her, as if she was looking at something other than this world, was unfocused and cast a blank purple light.

Her other eye her glows red, adding a bit of life and emotion to her face her as she wears her emotionless mask.

Also, when she took off her armor her, her pale white skin her, which could be seen through the cracks in the fabric of the black silk dress she wore on her body her, showed that she was not human.

“Hey! Body regeneration is over! Let’s continue from earlier!”

Just then, the door to her throne room where she is is blown out by intense flames.

And what came in was an immortal flame warrior whose body had been cut off by the goddess of death. It is ‘Moose’.

Being a spirit and possessing the nature of an undead at the same time, she does not die in this realm that can be called the kingdom of the undead and she resurrects many times.

As long as her core, which can be called her ember, remains.

“You blew out the door again. You never think about the kids doing the repairs.”

The goddess of death closed her purple eyes as if she was fed up with the moose’s attitude to her.

“Didn’t I tell you before? It’s coming soon. I was watching a fun fight, but you ruined it.”

“A fight…? A fight!? Has that goddamn mask finally moved!? Then it’s my turn to step in!”

The flames attached to Moose’s whole body burned up.

The dagger connected by chain to her core seemed to glow as if responding to the flame.

“Calm down, Moose. There’s still a little bit left until the time we promised with the Prophet. Until I open the door, stay calm so you don’t harm yourself again.”

“Oh shit! Damn it! I feel like I’m going crazy if I don’t cut someone right now! There’s a fight and I can’t run away…!”

The goddess of death snapped her fingers expressionlessly at Moose’s fighting instinct that burned to the point of obsessive compulsive disorder.

Then, a huge skeletal hand shoots up through her ground her, grabbing the moose and immobilizing her.

“Damn it! Let go of this!”

“You are a valuable commodity, Moose. It will be used in a transaction with the Prophet.”

At her words her, the moose did not stop her growl, but rather glared at her death goddess her.

“If you had invaded Edin’s realm as it is, you would not have survived until this opportunity came and would have been used as an auxiliary power source for the fortress.”

A being that constantly generates heat and fire, isn’t it a battery with the second highest efficiency after Edin’s that creates lightning?

“Now, I’ll show you what I saw. Just wait a little longer.”

Then – what she did, she took off her mask and brought her hand to her own left eyeball – grabbed it and pulled it out.

Although he knew that it was not her real eyeball her, but a fake eyeball made of dark magic crystal, the shocking visual made Moose utter a disgusting sound.

She was so violent that she could tear people to death and chew them up, but she had no hobby of gouging out her eyes her alive.

When she put on her mask again and squeezed her crystal tightly, a purple liquid like ooze flowed from the crystal of dark magic.

Then, the ooze slowly coalesces and changes form to become a giant mirror.

In front of the Moose and the Goddess of Death, a distant battle was projected in the area of ​​Thunder Wilderness.

A centaur made of plants, a girl wielding a giant hammer in each hand, and a wizard flying around on a golem holding a large magic book in her arms.

A Dark Elf who wields a spear with mysterious light shining from his eyes her, and a Prophet who uses magic by borrowing power from a white stone in his hand with half of his body submerged.

A silver-haired girl running around with her body wrapped in a unique black outfit.

“That guy is the masked guy.”

Moose recognized the identity at once and put on a disapproving expression.

Running over the crumbling wreckage of Valhalla, watching them fighting the giant mechanical demon, Moose was trying to rekindle the excitement of the fight.

“…”

At that time, the gaze of the goddess stopped at a human being.

It was a clan of dark demons fighting hard with a broken sword and one arm weak.

“What is that… There’s an unsightly guy in there.”

Moose also snorted and sneered, perhaps seeing his appearance.

Then – with the feeling of being squeezed, the grip of the skeleton’s hand that was holding the moose was getting stronger.

“Oh, hey! Are you going to explode me!? Then it will take hours to regenerate!”

If the moose hadn’t raised her voice quickly, feeling the seriousness, the moose might have exploded just as she said it.

No matter how perfectly regenerated it was from head to toe, it was impossible to keep the promise with the Prophet.

In response to the moose’s protest her, the goddess of death blinked her eyes as if she had suddenly regained her senses and loosened the skeleton’s hand that was tightly gripping her body.

Then, as if the moose had also lived, she coughed and glanced at her goddess.

“What else did you not like?”

“… Not really, it’s not like that. Rather, don’t talk nonsense and watch the battles you like.”

So saying, the goddess rose from her throne where she was sitting and went back behind her.

“What, are you not watching?”

“The vision of the black crystal flows into me even if I don’t see it physically. Don’t worry and be quiet.”

Moose spilled words like ‘unlucky for real’ so that her Death Goddess could not hear them.

Even though the goddess of death heard the words of such a moose, she did not bother and walked towards the inverted cross behind her throne.

It fell from the collapsed ceiling and pierced through the rotten wooden floor, revealing old bloodstains and some squirming flesh that was still alive.

A silver rapier was plucked from her waist, and she sliced ​​through them.

Although she tries to recall what this was and what she was before she created this realm.

As expected, weathered memories did not come back easily.

“…”

With silence, she recalled once again the crystal sword swordsman she had just seen.

As far as the fact that she knew him, she could n’t deny it, but she still did n’t know where her memories and memories her came from.

Even though I had forgotten about it for hundreds of years until now, I stroked my neck with a sudden thirst.

A pair of shiny fangs sparkled in his mouth.

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The moment when the spear of intense thunderbolt struck the party, it was the golem that saved the party.

The golem, which was already in the shape of a giant hand, which is doubtful whether it could be called a metal golem, quickly grabbed the group and pushed them out of the range of the thunderbolt spear.

“Whew, whew…”

When Peruluca let out a sigh of relief, he felt that just adding the ability to fly to the golem would be of considerable help.

“I need to find the hammer the Frost Queen gave me!”

When Gray looked around at Amelia’s words her, she saw something glowing blue in the falling wreckage.

“Isn’t that it!?”

“I think that’s right…!”

Amelia believes in the power of her dragon wing on her back her and leaps from her golem’s hands as it is, and she glides–or near-flights–flying through the wreckage and destroying her hammer. Caught.

The next moment, the body of the golem that had been continuing her flight shuddered and some of the fragments fell away as it was.

“Oh, magic…”

As soon as the magical energy bestowed by Aleist ran out, the golem started absorbing Peruluca’s magical energy.

Then, Sif and Cleon held out their arms at the same time.

“Is it okay to drink blood? Cleon is a patient right now, so drink mine.”

“…”

Cleon didn’t say anything at Sif’s words, but Peruluca looked back and forth between Sif and Cleon for a little while-

Soon after, Cleon bit off the fingertip of his outstretched arm her and absorbed blood from there.

“I’m sorry. As expected, I thought the blood I drank would be the most familiar… “

Peru Luca, whose hair had turned white from drinking the blood, apologized to Sif.

“It’s not your mother’s table, so the familiar taste is the best…?”

Sif said that, and then, after confirming that Amelia had retrieved her hammer her and returned to the top of the golem, he looked at Cassius.

“According to what you said, Mjolnir’s power is probably spread throughout the body of that giant. If you compare it to a human, it’s a ‘magical organ’.”

At Sif’s words, Cassius nodded his head.

“Then, is it a sword that can destroy the heart?”

The organ that controls mana, and the organ that transmits mana throughout the body, was also the ‘heart’ inscribed with magic formulas.

Gray must have known that too and said that.

In fact, the body of the giant felt the most powerful magic response from the heart, and the blue light emitted from that part was telling that it was the most important part of the body of the giant at a glance.

“No, the heart is the last. Because Mjolnir is there.”

However, Cassius denied Gray’s words by replying like that.

“Certainly, if you can break the heart, you can neutralize it, but as I said before, it’s impossible to directly destroy Mjolnir. That’s why you destroy the other magical organs of the giant.”

“Another magical power organ?”

When Gray tilts his head in disbelief, Hermes hanging around his neck his replies instead.

[The human magical organ is not only the heart. Each nervous system takes over the role of a magical organ so that magical energy can flow throughout the body. The more a human possesses superior magic power, the stronger the ability of this part. The top of the head, forehead, neck, navel, and dantian. In addition to the heart, these five places contain magical organs.]

At Hermes’ words, Cleon looks at the giant and activates magic poetry.

Then, as he said, the part where the flow of magic power flowing through the body of the giant forms a lump came into view.

“Is it okay to attack that place with the power of a wedge and destroy it?”

“Yes. And the heart at the end.”

After hearing Cassius’ words, the party looked at each other.

All they thought was the same, Edin would easily deal with it if they were aiming one place at a time.

Then, even if the timing wasn’t perfectly aligned, it was necessary to aim at several places at the same time.

Cleon and Freya jumped towards the floating wreckage by the giant’s magnetic force.

Sif flew up with Gray like a broomstick on Gungnir and headed towards his head her, leaving only Cassius and Amelia.

Amelia turned to Cassius before unfolding her dragon wings once more and leaping from her golem her.

“… His Highness His Cassius. Your foresight ability must have seen this future…?”

At Amelia’s words, Cassius nodded his head.

“…Can we win? Is everyone all right?”

Cassius was silent for a moment at Amelia’s words her.

“Would you give up if I told you I was going to lose?”

“…No.”

“Then, nothing is as meaningless as knowing the outcome of your foreknowledge. I told you. My foreknowledge is, to the end, seeing possibilities.

At Cassius’s words to her, Amelia seemed to ponder for a moment what answer she should give-then she opened her mouth with a bit of a wry smile.

“If Your Highness says that, somehow seeing the future doesn’t seem like such a good thing.”

At Amelia’s words her, Cassius blinked at her, then burst into laughter.

“It’s just like that. You’ll just worry about a lot of unnecessary things.”

Upon hearing Cassius’ answer her, Amelia, with a somewhat satisfied expression, jumped from her golem’s hand her.

Soon, it soared into the sky riding the wind and soared toward a higher place than where Sif and Gray were.

“…Now then, me too. Golem Cleon. Take me to the belly button of the giant.”

[I get it.]

The golem answered that she hadn’t lost her ability to speak despite taking the form of her hand.

It was to fly at high speed and move Cassius to the desired location.

Meanwhile, as Edin approaches to attack herself as her party disperses, all weapons attached to its surface-

Cannons, as well as weapons absorbed in the workshop. And they were trying to stop them by mobilizing all the Einhejars whose souls remained attached to them.

The sound of the cannon’s explosion sounded like thunder hitting her ears again and again.

Sif flies by narrowly avoiding the flying shells, and Gray manages to knock out the cannonballs that almost hit him.

“Is it okay if I put this spear between my eyebrows?”

“That’s right! But, in order to use the power of Gungnir, I need to infuse dark magic. It will take some time, so please help me until then.”

At Sif’s words, Gray vigorously nodded his head.

Performing zigzag and aerobatic maneuvers, he avoids the cannons at a speed that makes his eyes spin, and tries to climb up to the part of the giant’s face where the eyebrows are located.

Sif poured all her mana on Gungnir to speed her up, but at one point, the movement stopped slightly and black blood gushed out from her mouth her.

“Cool…!”

“G-What’s wrong all of a sudden!? Did I get poisoned?!”

“Ah, no… Magical power… It might be dangerous…”

It was the same kind of phenomenon of lack of magic that Cleon had seen.

At the same time, it was inevitable that Gungnir’s speed would drop significantly.

Just by not falling straight to her ground, she could tell that she was exercising her meticulous mana control her.

At this rate-

Several cannons attached to various parts of the giant’s body aimed at Thief in unison.

Gray, who felt numerous gunshots heading towards them, took a stance to dodge the flying shells.

When Sif, as if seeing a swaying vision of a now missing friend, puts on a determined expression—

“…Haaaaa…!”

Sif poured all his remaining magic power into Gungnir.

Then, as if revealing its original form, Gungnir took on a shimmering appearance as it was dyed black.

And soon, Sif slipped and lost consciousness and tried to fall away from Gungnir.

“Hey, wait!”

Gray tries to hold Sif’s hand.

“Sorry.”

Sif moved her hand her, and Gray and Gungnir simultaneously flew away from her and flew towards her colossus’s head her.

“What!? What happened!?”

[…With all the remaining magic power, Gungnir’s power as a wedge was activated, and it was sent up with us. Even if you’re not confident, you probably thought that we could put Gungnir between the eyebrows this way.]

“What, what is that!? It’s like he doesn’t care if he dies!? Go down right now and-“

[Gungnir’s control has already been determined by her… And, considering the speed of the fall-]

Hearing Hermes’ words, Gray tightly gripped his hand his, holding back his voice his, and stood in front of the giant’s face with Gung Nir.

It arrives at the front of the forehead.

[Gray.]

“I know, I have!”

Gray, still clinging to Gungnir, sprayed his mana forcefully to break Gungnir’s trajectory.

The direction was the same, between the eyebrows of the giant – the route to destroy the magical powers that existed there.

“Goaaaaa!”

Gungnir also reverse-injected the last remaining magic power and added rotation.

It pierced the giant’s forehead and locked itself in.

Dismissed! The feeling that something important was breaking was felt even by Gray, who was holding Gungnir in his hand.

“This, one with this, is it…”

She tried exhaustingly to get Gungnir out, but it was impossible to get it out as it was deeply entrenched.

“Sif…”

Then, looking down at her, she called out the name of her colleague who had left her behind.

There was only an unanswered answer.

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With a thump, the slender body fell.

“…Uh, uh…”

The shock spread through her body, but it wasn’t unbearable.

If you look around to see what happened, take a moment to see what’s going on.

She could see that the place she had fallen into was a hole in something.

“Here… I was prepared to die and fell, but did I go straight to hell…?”

When he heard Sif’s silly jokes like that, he could understand why his lower part of her was softly absorbing some of the shock.

It was because there was a net made up of dozens or hundreds of threads like a spider’s web.

“…What is this?”

Sif raised his head, thinking strangely about the non-sticky spider web.

There, he witnessed something shocking.

“Uh, uh!?”

It was something that easily overturned her expectations of her.