Chapter 352 – Double Attack

000

The goddess slowly opened her eyes in the dark.

What wrapped around the body of her was a feeling of soggy, heavy, and at the same time familiar magical power.

It was an unpleasant sensation that all of her internal organs and blood were pouring out of her as a result of her own vessel being broken.

Nonetheless, the mind gradually becomes clearer.

“This place… I was definitely talking to Dyurahan…”

She tries to get her body up, remembering what happened to her right before she lost consciousness.

However, her magical powers her clinging to her limbs her as if they would not let her go, and restrained her her body her like slime or goo.

Her magical energy her, which she could not control by her own will her, although it was her own power that flowed from her own her, was like her shackles her and only hindered her.

“Kuh…Could it be that the mana ran out of control…”

She had always been careful not to let her her power her, which had always been within her her, break through her body her, which was her her.

It all started when he saw a clan of dark horses called ‘Cleon’.

And, after that, it was because Dyurahan told him useless stories.

No matter how many times I struggled, I couldn’t rise from the bloody swamp with my weak body.

Eventually, just as I was about to give up on standing up, I heard the sound of footsteps walking on the watery floor.

Even if he managed to turn his head in a state where he could not move his body his, he could not turn his head to the place where the owner of the step was presumed to be.

This space, perhaps her own inner workplace her, has lost her sanity her.

Who else could possibly exist in this space besides himself?

However, that question was soon dispelled by the owner of the footsteps.

It was a woman wearing a frayed black dress, with her white hair hanging down, walking right up to her own head her.

The goddess of death looked at her face and swallowed her breath.

The front of her face her, where her eyes, nose, and mouth her should have been, was covered in swirling black, as if it had been perforated.

She seemed to suck in her gaze, breath, and even her heart. With a rapier like her goddess’s in her hand her, she lowered her head and faced her face her.

There was no strength in her limp body, and she seemed to be appealing to the goddess.

The goddess could tell from her appearance that she was herself.

It is part of her contents that spilled out along with the flowing magic power.

The goddess of death, an existence that is the most nucleus among existences in which a large number of vampires are formed into a single form.

In other words, she is her own, her ‘original’, her goddess understands.

However, it wasn’t the end for her.

She was just the beginning

When the clots of blood scattered around him began to take shape one by one.

Each of them changes into people with various impressions.

A gaunt-looking man carrying a huge scythe on his back.

A young girl around 10 years old with long, sharp nails.

Among them, there was the face of a man with a rapier in his hand that made him feel sick just by looking at it.

These are also the vampires that made up her soul her.

And, they drew their weapons in their hands and—

They started attacking each other and fighting.

Cut your arms, cut your neck.

Pierce the belly, pierce the forehead.

Blood spurting out, intestines spurting out.

However, damaged parts quickly grow back or become attached.

They are originally spirit bodies that have no substance, and do not disappear until their magic power runs out.

The source of that mana is, of course, the mana that escapes from the broken bowl that the goddess is still pouring down on the ground.

Magical power to create and maintain a territory of one’s own within the realm of banishment.

It’s too much magic to heal and restore a few spirits.

So, what a meaningless fight.

It’s a fight that will never end, never end.

One thing is for sure, if the mana is exhausted and no one’s wounds can be healed anymore.

The last ‘soul’ will take over everything.

The goddess quietly tried to close her eyes.

In the moment when everything she tried to protect so far becomes meaningless.

Perhaps, the time has come when you can escape from bondage, restraint, and responsibility.

At the same time as the power to escape, the responsibility that weakens.

And mind.

If only I could be buried in oblivion, mixed with drops of blood and disappear.

-Ah. However.

If possible.

She had to tell ‘him’ what she couldn’t.

Melting from the tips of her fingers her, she sinks into the swamp.

That was the only ‘change’ allowed to her as the goddess of death who symbolizes immutability.

001

Every time Cleon’s magic-eating sword was swung, the formed blood clots evaporated back into a simple liquid by absorbing the power to maintain the shape of the sword.

After all, while keenly feeling that the excellence of a weapon is directly related to its military power, and going through the path that Beatrix created with the ghastly technical name, he finally met an ugly fake goddess whose half body was made of blood—

She was to see a shadow fighting her fierce battle with her.

“That guy…”

Cleon could clearly see that the shadow somehow held the goddess ‘feet her, but she could n’t win at all in a battle of her powers her.

That’s probably the case, the fake goddess that came out now was formed from the essence of the power of dozens of vampires that were absorbed into Illenu’s body.

No matter how much it is ‘myself’ in another world, it was close to impossible to be hostile 1:1 without such an existence and Galatea.

“Oh, Mr. Cleon! That shadow seems to disappear even now…!”

The girl on Cleon’s back – as Peruluca said.

As the legs of the shadow fighting the goddess slowly faded.

She was also about to sever the connection with Illenu’s body, to which he and her body were connected.

And, not missing the shadow’s weakening, the fake goddess kicks her shadow Cleon away with her foot her.

“Magic Swordsman-kun! That’s not bad timing! You’re here without delay!”

And beyond those two people.

Dyurahan maintains a barrier with his sword embedded in an inverted cross embedded in the ground.

“I can’t just go away on my own…! If that’s the case, it wouldn’t have been okay if I told you where I was going!”

After Cleon poured out his complaints once, he swung his enchanted sword into the air.

Then, on the way to this place, the magic-eating sword that absorbed magic power creates a sword wind as if to spit it out, causing a ‘flying sword strike’ and blowing it at the fake goddess.

The flying slash did not take any form until just before it touched the body of the goddess-

As the goddess stretched out her hand her, looking towards her Cleon her, it ran into the barrier of her blood she had created and dyed it red—

As they dissipated together with a solid barrier, they rose to form like glass breaking and shattered and disappeared in the air.

“Isn’t it so easy to be defeated, after all?”

Cleon stopped her legs while saying that. She carefully put Peru Luca on her back her.

“Peruluca. If I succeed in tying him up, I’ll jump right in and suck his blood.”

“…Yes…!”

She told her in advance of the vampire’s true name, ‘Alessios’.

Each other, what to do was clear. All that remains is to neutralize the fake goddess so that the plan can proceed.

‘That’s the hardest thing, but I can’t help it…’

While Cleon thought to himself, he firmly gripped the magic-eating sword in her hand.

“…Clue, Leon…!”

And, looking at Cleon, the fake goddess called his name her.

Thanks to the fact that half of the mouth is an incomplete form of the body, the words have been transmitted in a form that is somehow intelligible, even though it is broken between words.

“Are there any doctors who recognize me?”

“That, yeah… It’s you guys… While you were there… Illenu, could, suppress my will… Could…”

It had the same face as Illenu, but, after all, a hideous voice that I did not want to hear.

And when Cleon heard that, he reacted by flinching and wriggling his eyebrows.

“Seeing you say that… Is your main personality ‘Alessios’?”

“Ha, man… Thanks to you for appearing in this world… Ile, Nu’s… Bowl cracked… Thank you, hama… Ke, keuk…”

“…”

Cleon shut her mouth for a moment at her—no, his remark her, as if you were the cause of this commotion.

However, Cleon soon replied with a fishy smile.

“There’s no need to be thankful. Anyway… This time I just need to completely annihilate you. I’ve heard about your past as well. I heard you were originally a hero?”

At Cleon’s words her, her death goddess frowned and seized her weapon of her own blood.

“As expected… Among the heroes, only a small portion of them are decent. I never thought there would be a hero who is fascinated by the power of a vampire. Don’t worry. It’s my specialty to do something with such a hero.”

“Arrogance, one guy… To the likes of you… I, do you think I’ll do anything…”

The next moment, if you think that the sword of the goddess has been lifted into the sky.

Around her, several blades of her blood her rise to envelope Cleon, pointing her blade at him.

An all-round attack that seems impossible to escape.

“Die…!”

And, a voice like a death sentence being handed down.

Naturally, since it was an attack pouring into an unavoidable trajectory, Cleon did not take any evasive action.

Just—with her sword in both hands and her breathing her in order.

He slashes the blows of the sword with the widest range he can.

What Cleon could see with his extremely concentrated eyes was the path of the sword he had to swing.

A magic-eating sword that feeds Cleon’s own magic power and draws out that power to the maximum.

One Sword, One Island, One Star.

Even though the size of the sword he wielded had changed, there was no problem in fulfilling the teachings he had received.

The greatsword, which had just grazed the ground once, rotated around Cleon’s body once –

It was to drop all the flying secret swords with a shock wave.

“God, it’s amazing…!”

Peru Luca, who had been away from Cleon and watched as the goddess opened a gap, as she watched Cleon deal with the attack, she involuntarily raised her voice her.

“A demonic sword…Without a sword…Do you think…You can defeat me…With a sword like that…!”

Alessios, who still seems to be looking down on Cleon, even though his own attack his is parried.

Cleon puts a greatsword on his shoulder while laughing at the attitude that is unknown whether it is confidence or arrogance unique to those warriors.

“Yes, of course. Even if Galatea was by my side now… I wouldn’t use her to carve out her filth like you.”

A provocation full of ridicule. Of course, Cleon was sincere.

The blood at the feet around Alexios seemed to boil, then rose in the form of a gigantic snake.

Then, the snake attacks Cleon at high speed with its teeth bared.

“I’ll make you regret that move…!”

Cleon sharpens his fangs and blocks the snake’s mouth with a greatsword.

However, perhaps due to the difference in weight and size, Cleon was pushed backwards little by little by the snake while he was on the ground.

“Mr. Cleon…!”

Peruluca’s worried voice echoed.

However, the corners of Cleon’s mouth were bent and did not become flat.

Rather, he spoke with an expression that seemed to ridicule Alexios even more than before.

“Besides… There is no one better suited to pierce your body than this sword…!”

A magic-eating sword.

A sword that was prepared to protect the villagers, but never reached it.

This sword is full of the regret and resentment of countless people who were made because of Alexios.

It was a sword more suitable than anyone to penetrate all of his karma.

While straining the muscles of his whole body, he somehow steps forward with his own foot, which had been pushed behind him.

A confrontation between a human and a snake like a giant river.

Of course, the snake side must have been heavier.

At the moment when Alessios was taken aback by his own snake being pushed away, he waved his hand and created two smaller snakes to attack Cleon from both sides.

Awesome! If you think you heard the sound.

The shadow that flew away cut off the heads of the snakes on both sides while holding the sword.

The sword he wielded while making a great leap back was mixed with the magic of the blood that had tormented Cleon.

“…”

While watching the action of the shadow, Cleon soon stepped forward with his foot-

He broke his greatsword, raised it as it was, and cut it vertically.

At the same time, the shock wave of the magic-eating sword is released.

Then, as if to eat Cleon, the snake split in half from head to body.

Soon, it turned into ordinary blood and fell to the ground.

The shadow stood between Alesios and Illenu as if protecting the fainting Illenu.

Cleon also stands in front of her to defeat Alessios and to protect Peruluca for him.

“I’m sorry, Alexios… It’s not just me that you have to deal with. The cost of everything you’ve done so far…It’s time to face it all.”

The tips of the two swords pointed towards Alexios.

It was time for the two Cleons to swing their swords with all their might for what they each had to protect.