Chapter 331 – Regret

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The goddess of death moved her body slightly in the midst of painful sensations and finally opened her eyes.

The place where she is is the throne in the cathedral.

Behind his back her, a cursed inverted cross was buried in the ground.

The chaos unfolded before her eyes her, and she could see how many chairs in her cathedral had been littered, blocking her own path.

Comes to mind

It’s not an old memory, it’s just a memory right before.

Due to the poltergeist phenomenon caused by the maid, she messed up the interior of the cathedral and sabotaged herself.

What was she trying to protect?

‘Black Magician’

Ah. That’s right, he is.

She is a magic swordsman whom she brought from the land of the Thunder Lord and brought to life.

The first time she saw her, she still didn’t know why she was interested in the guy.

It was just that an uncontrollable urge arose in her mind.

‘Impulsion creates change’

I know. You know, she tried to fix it with her own hands.

Her throbbing her is in her head her, she lifts her hand and tries to put it on her forehead her, but her body her does n’t move at all.

He was exhausted as if he had done the work of dozens or even hundreds of people by himself while he was asleep.

‘Sleep…’

Fell asleep

Since becoming this body, how long has it been a phenomenon that has not been experienced?

Although it is a phenomenon that should happen if it is a living being, I gave up the essential condition of sleep as if I was a being who gave up being a living being on purpose.

And that’s not all.

A body that does not need to eat or breathe.

To become the ruler of a realm is to transcend the species as a creature and become a higher being.

However, even so, the root itself cannot be changed.

The root that gives me strength is blood. It is blood

Memories prior to reincarnation do not exist.

However, he was aware of what kind of existence he came from.

Dhampir.

A hybrid between a vampire and a human.

In the meantime, there is no such thing as love, and it is born only at the whim of a vampire.

Even if you don’t drink blood, you won’t die.

Unlike vampires, they also overcome the sun.

It is not weak to garlic or cross.

However, if the blood-sucking gap continues for a long time, the effect will clearly appear.

My mind is clouded, it is difficult to control my body, I hear hallucinations, or I see visions.

As a human, it’s similar to when your physical strength drops.

Even though this body transcended mortals and became immortal, it still needed blood.

However, the deterioration of that power was only much slower than when he was a mortal.

‘Sore throat…’

I felt thirsty.

This thirst is the thirst that remains in the soul even if one intentionally blocks the senses of the body.

Even if a vampire is an existence that transcends human common sense, she suffers more from the irrationality of her soul than from the irrationality of her body her.

The reason she was able to endure this thirst for hundreds of years was because she had killed her ego her herself.

Don’t run out of thirst and lust for blood.

In the first place, this is the land of unchanging death.

There is no such thing as a being with fresh blood.

She was able to give it up because she couldn’t help but look at something that didn’t exist.

Still, the moment she saw Cleon, she felt her throat tingle.

It was the first time this had happened to her since she became ruler of the realm.

‘As expected, I know that man-‘

The moment she remembered Cleon, her fists her clenched.

With her hitherto immobile body her, she barely managed to move her arms as her magic her turned again.

“No… That kind of thing is unacceptable. The past, the memories, the emotions… If all of that brings about the destruction of this world-“

Red eyes with the will of a goddess shone inside the mask.

If so, you need to catch the man.

My body isn’t moving properly yet, but once this body recovers-

[We take all the blood from the man’s body.]

“Yeah… That way my thirst will-“

A voice that intervenes in your thinking.

She felt chills run through her body her at the terrifyingly malevolent, low voice her.

I knew who the owner of the voice was.

The flesh that clings to the upside-down cross behind her own throne and continues to appear no matter how many times you erase it.

With a voice that only he could hear, he urged him to resurrect himself and to tempt him with power.

If you don’t get up from your throne right now and tear it apart.

“Kuh…!”

However, the lost power did not come back easily.

Still, moving the body is difficult.

If you can’t move, you can use the undead under your command.

If it was a Lich and a Death Knight, if it was just a small piece of flesh, they would be able to burn it with their skills alone.

As the owner of the realm, I call them with the thread of the spirit connected.

But- what came back was an empty echo.

‘…Has the interference with those two weakened…?’

It was as if something was blocking the gap between the two of them.

‘No way-‘

It seemed that the uneasy imagination was becoming a reality.

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A loud explosion sounded several times, and two black shadows entangled with each other and fought.

Cleon’s arms and legs are wrapped in black magic.

And, the skeleton swordsman responds by wielding a magic sword in his hand.

Cleon confirmed that even if his wrists or ankles fell off his, he could use magic to move them separately.

In addition, it is a tricky enemy that even has the regenerative ability to return to its original state when the separated parts are reattached.

“Ha!”

When Cleon’s roundabout kick is swung, the Skeleton Swordsman’s arm wrapped in thick armor blocks it.

Because it was wrapped in magical power, it was strengthened to a level similar to that of armor, but Cleon’s attack seemed to have failed.

“Flame Burst!”

But, the next moment, if a magical harbinger occurs at the place where the legs and arms meet.

The skeleton swordsman pushes away his blocked arm and at the same time raises his sword to protect himself.

Quaang! A powerful explosion of flames accompanied by a crackling sound.

Just like the one Cleon used while moving in the air earlier, the improved magic that could cause an explosion locally in only a part of the body exerts a great influence even in close combat without using weapons.

As Cleon, he wanted to use more powerful magic, but now without Galatea, the types of magic he could use were limited.

‘It seems that the reproducibility of taijutsu has also decreased… It’s a lack of training.’

Chewing his tongue at his own clumsiness, Cleon watched the skull using the magic of the sword to block the explosion that had occurred, and went straight into the attack without increasing the distance.

He immediately wrapped magic around his knuckles and aimed for the left side of his skull.

It was because the armor on his left arm had fallen off, as if he had n’t fully absorbed the shock of the explosion earlier.

It was a natural tactic to keep aiming for the relatively weak defense.

The swirling magic power, like a storm of blades, swirled around Cleon’s hand-

The moment it touches the side of the skeleton, it becomes a grinder and tries to slash the armor of that part.

However, the skeleton’s left arm, which had n’t been regenerated, moved and grabbed his hand wrapped in Cleon’s magical power of his.

Even though I could see the pure white bones grinding away and turning to powder, the hand did not stop.

With his unique strength his, he grabbed Cleon’s hand with a strong grip as if trying to crush it-

Just like that, he lifted Cleon up with his body her, swung it, and slammed it to the ground.

Thud! There was a loud vibration as Cleon’s back as he hit the ground.

“Keugh…!”

An enemy that feels no pain is a nuisance.

Besides, especially if it’s an enemy who doesn’t mind destroying its own body.

No matter what kind of attack Cleon made, he dealt with it as if it was enough to regenerate, so unless there was a way to slow down the regeneration, all of Cleon’s attacks had no choice but to be dealt with in this way.

Even while I was rolling such thoughts in my head, the skeleton’s attack did not know how to stop.

Immediately, he plunged his greatsword into the head of Cleon, who was pinned to the ground.

“Cleon!”

Once again, what sounds like a maid’s scream is heard, but Cleon quickly rolls his body her and somehow escapes the attack.

Fortunately, fortunately, each movement of the skeleton was threatening, but the gap between the movements was large.

Of course, even that was not a weak point, as it created synergy with the body, which suffered no damage even when attacked by enemies.

Cleon hurriedly stood up.

“…Somehow, it seems like they’re repeating meaningless battles.”

Dyurahan quietly evaluated Cleon’s movements in her.

“That skeleton continues to regenerate even if it takes damage. It means that it has a strong resentment and obsession… Even knowing that, why do you continue to fight head-on?”

“Cleon, you’re okay, right…? Same as the previous attack… It looks like only Cleon is getting hurt…”

To the maid’s concern, Dyurahan could neither affirm nor deny.

However, a smile appeared on Cleon’s lips of hers.

The place where Cleon’s gaze was directed was the hand of the skeleton swordsman whose sword Cleon’s capital had been destroyed just before.

The dispersed bone meal was dispersed like a mist, then gathered back to the position of the hand, and the fingers were rapidly regenerating.

Replaying as if time was going back, if it were an ordinary enemy, it would have made the opponent look invulnerable.

“As expected.”

As Cleon muttered, he changed his posture this time.

Magic in one hand, and a whirlpool of black magic in the other.

However, it wasn’t Lila’s flame magic that she had been using until now, but Quon’s wind attribute magic that floated emerald light.

The magical powers swirling in both hands ripped through the air while making a menacing sound.

The formation of that menacing magical power, the skeleton swordsman felt something.

He raised his sword high and spread his magic toward the surroundings.

Cleon, if you didn’t just watch the phenomenon and jumped forward while calmly breathing.

From behind, he felt something rush towards him rapidly.

“I’m sorry…!”

When he hurriedly bent his body, he could see that the one flying towards him was the rusty sword that had been stuck behind him just a moment ago.

That was, not one or two, but all the swords stuck around gathered.

The flying swords clung to the Skeleton Swordsman’s Zweihander, sharpening their blades outward like a hedgehog.

As if Zweihander’s magical power was transferred to the swords that clung to them as if they were united, the rusted swords also took on the properties of magic swords.

“…Ha, that way it won’t break for sure.”

The new form of Zweihander, completed in front of Cleon’s eyes, was a hedgehog-like sword made up of numerous swords clinging to each other.

Not only the weight, but also the thickness and length became bigger, so if you accidentally touch it, you could get a fatal injury on the spot.

“…That’s called power. You, the representative of the soldiers buried in the ground–what, like a captain?”

Cleon’s words- However, it doesn’t work on the undead who have no ego and only obsession.

“I wish we could have had a conversation… If not, there’s nothing we can do about it. I’ll make you a Buddha…!”

In the next moment, Cleon’s body her stretches like a shadow in the setting sun.

As an afterimage appeared, it seemed that the body of her was lengthening, but it ran at that speed.

Cleon, who had burrowed into the skeleton swordsman’s arms in an instant, struck the skeleton swordsman’s right leg once again with his right hand filled with black magic.

Kagagagak! The skeleton soldier’s legs were turning to dust with a cheerful sound.

However, if the scattered powders try to gather back to their original places as if to regenerate right away-

As the magic of the wind wrapped around Cleon’s left arm exploded.

The pulverized powder of the Skeleton Swordsman flew away in an instant.

“…!”

Dyurahan saw that and opened his eyes wide.

As the fallen powder took time to return, the speed of regeneration was noticeably slowed down.

“Could it be that the reason why you kept attacking from the front even though you knew it was regenerating… Was it to observe the regeneration… !”

“This side has faced regeneration monsters many times…!”

Cleon’s cry. If the regeneration of the legs is delayed, it is natural that the skeleton soldier’s body staggers without being able to maintain his posture.

However, he managed to stand on one leg and swung his hedgehog sword at Cleon.

“Kuh…!”

As expected, the shock wave was also stronger.

Just like the magical energy wrapped around Cleon’s right arm, the magical energy that penetrated sharply through anything it touched spread out in all directions.

As many as the number of swords attached to the magic sword, the enemy’s reinforcements were attached, so it felt like he was surrounded.

“But… That’s it!”

Regardless of the blood flowing from his body his, Cleon’s arms his swung at the same time, pulverized the skeleton swordsman’s body, and raised the wind to drop the powder, repeating.

As if responding to him, despite the body parts gradually falling off, the Skeleton Swordsman’s hands continued to swing, leaving scars on Cleon’s body his.

As if two warriors were roaring, as if they were competing to see which one would fall first.

After the storm of swords and magic rages…

In the dusty battlefield, Cleon finally pierces the heart of the skull with his right arm.

The core of the undead that exists within it.

The moment it touches Cleon’s magical power, the core shatters as if being ground.

The undead that lost their core gradually lost the light in their eyes and collapsed on the spot.

“Haha…”

The victorious Cleon, from head to toe, was wounded all over the place, and his magic power his was also severely consumed.

However, seeing the swords attached to the Zweihander left behind by the Skeleton Swordsman falling off, he intuited his own victory.

“…Hey!”

Then, look back at Dyurahan and talk.

“This must have been it…!”

“…Excellent! Your skills are beyond what I thought, Magic Swordsman.”

Dyurahan approaches Cleon laughing, and he puts his hand on his body his and blows his own magic power.

A warm energy different from black magic healed Cleon’s body his.

‘…Healing magic…’

“Is it strange that I use healing magic?”

“No… Not like that.”

Saying that, Cleon picked up Zweihander, who was still pinned to the ground.

[If you hold this sword… Our remorse… I leave it to you…]

At that time, thinking that he heard a voice from somewhere, Cleon suddenly saw a vision passing through his head.

It was the ‘time of the end’ of beings buried on this earth.