Chapter 362 – Goddess

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Seeing Cleon and Illenu once again ignite their fighting spirit in front of him, Alexios let out a sigh of admiration and contempt at the same time.

“You still don’t realize that you can’t stop me…”

Kicking his tongue his, as if dealing with truly pitiful beings.

He, brandishing his rapier like his baton, drew out what was hiding in his shadow his and attacked the two once more.

The shadow cavalry, like the ones that attacked Illenu earlier, charged with lances the size of their own.

“To push through the quantity…!”

As if Illenu was annoyed by his attack on her, he took Cleon’s hand on her and jumped into the sky.

Even if the cavalry were made of shadows, they were cavalry after all, so they couldn’t run to the sky chasing Illenu.

He flung the lance he was holding into the sky, showing a foolish figure trying to somehow separate the two.

Even if Cleon let go of Ilenu’s hand, he maintains his posture in the air with flying magic, swinging his hand and manifesting flame magic once again.

The magic circle floated in the air, and what poured out of it was the spear of ten thousand punishments that punished those who defied the will of the gods.

As a thick rain of fire falls, Alessios protects himself by wrapping his huge wings around him.

Kagagagak! A dull, hard sound that could hardly be thought of as the sound of a creature’s skin colliding with a magic spear rang out on his wings his, like the sound of raindrops on the ground.

His wings his were blocking all the spear blades of flame and protecting the main body safely.

But, of course, the black film covered his vision, and as soon as Illenu looked at him, he once again created a red whip from the tip of his rapier.

The whip flew rapidly towards Alexios, piercing its curved trajectory through the wings that protected him.

“Breaking his neck again-“

“—! Illenu! Stop!”

As Cleon restrains her with her urgent voice, Illenu feels her own whip being pulled by strong force.

At the same time, a group of longbow-bearing archers crept up from the shadows of Alessios and aimed their bows at the two men floating in the sky.

“Did you think everything would be safe if you avoided it in the air? You’re too naive.”

“Kuk!”

Illenu quickly tried to remove the whip from her rapier, but the eroding mana unique to a vampire penetrated her whip her as well, making it impossible to control the disappearance of the whip despite the will of its owner her, Illenu.

“Let go of the sword! Illenu!”

“However…!”

In the next moment, the hands of the archers pulling the string fell off, and arrows of shadow wrapped in red magic rained down on the two of them.

Reluctantly removing his hand her from the uncontrollable weapon, Illenu flies with Cleon at high speed, dodging the arrows.

However, the rapier that fell went flying through the air as it was.

Just like that, it was held in Alexios’ hand his.

“As expected, the one you make is more sophisticated than the one I make. It must mean that you handle the power of this holy sword better than I do.”

“The fact that a guy like you wielded the power of a holy sword itself is a disgrace and irreparable misfortune for that holy sword…!”

Illenu glared at her her Alessios as if she was going to kill her, as if she was indignant at having her sword taken away her, but she tried to use her own magical power her to somehow get her sword her back—

Dismissed! A refusal rose from her hand her, indicating that control of the sword had already left her hand her as sparks bounced from her fingertips her.

On the ground, the shadow cavalry attacks them at high speed and can push two people away with overwhelming mass.

And, even while flying in the sky, the shadow archers rain down arrows nonstop.

Alexios twisted his lips while looking at the two people doing aerobatics while somehow avoiding each other as if they were having fun.

Even if the war situation is unfavorable, and even if the war situation can be overturned by running away without weapons, no change can come.

“Sorry, Cleon…!”

As if to apologize for losing the sword, Illenu bit her lower lip while talking to Cleon.

However, Cleon raised his hand while shaking his head at Illenu.

“It’s okay, Illenu, because there is a way.”

“—!”

When Cleon snapped his fingers, churrrr! As the sound resounded, countless chains of flame protruded from the surface of Alexios’ wings, as if trying to restrain his body.

“This-!”

Around the bewildered Alexios, it wriggled around him like a living snake.

“The one he used earlier when he caught the vampire-“

“Yes. A magic that uses flame imprints to generate magic from there. Although it consumes a lot of mana … It was his mistake to not avoid his magic-Prometheus Gate earlier, but to believe in his own body his and defend it.”

“Keuugh! Oh, with ridiculous magic-!”

Alexios shouted indignation as he watched the chains of flame coiling around his arms and legs his-

“—There’s no way I can win, kid.”

Soon after, he got rid of the clumsy smoke he had just a moment ago, and raised the mana power of his whole body as it was, and quickly eroded and melted the chains that wrapped around his body.

“…”

Cleon shut his mouth as he watched Layla’s magic slowly dissipate before his eyes.

Looking at such Cleon as if teasing him, Alessios shrugged his shoulders and knocked off the remains of the chains clinging to his body his.

“It’s warm, but it’ll be enough to substitute for a stove.”

“That’s it…! That guy, even fire magic…!”

Until recently, it was Alexios who had his body burnt and his regeneration hindered by flame magic, but after becoming younger, he simply believed in the defensive power created by the overwhelming amount of mana flowing from his body his, nullifying all attacks, and accepting them. While doing so, he unilaterally attacks the two.

That asymmetrical power difference is reminiscent of his previous fights.

In a situation where you don’t know how to deal with it, what you can trust is your basic skills and luck.

And- it was just a miracle created by an adventurer’s intuition that only shines when he is cornered.

To lean on something like that would be the end of my life as an adventurer.

“Is there anything else? Let me personally accept it. I think it will be a good experiment to show that each and every one of your attacks is meaningless.”

Then, while looking at the two, Alessios waved his hand to stop the archers’ attack.

It was the height of arrogance seen by a person intoxicated with strength.

Of course, if skill comes along with it, it can’t be called simple arrogance.

Having seen such an opponent many times before, Cleon’s head spins quickly.

Those who are overconfident in their own strength, careless, and self-destruct have in common that in many cases they cannot really be defeated, at least by ordinary means.

The power difference that cannot be reversed, the distance that does not narrow, the victorious spirit that cannot be seen, the despair that does not disappear.

All of that creates an infinitely high wall between you and your enemies.

But- if you can find a narrow gap, a small hole in the wall.

Now was the time to persevere and find the hole.

“Hmm. Nothing happens just by staring at it like that. Rather, the blood flowing from your arms and chest accumulates and builds up, leading you to your inevitable death.”

Alexios sighed as if he was fed up with Cleon and Illenu, who just silently watched him.

Indignantly, as he said, Cleon’s body was in the position of a terminally ill person.

If left alone, Cleon’s entire soul will perish, and even if he luckily defeats Alexios before then, the scars on his soul will remain for life if not treated in time, leaving indelible aftereffects.

Nervousness about such a time limit also became a shackle and held the two of them together.

When anxiety tries to fill his head his, Cleon and Illenu also bite down their lower jaws, clench their fists, and glar at the enemy with one mindset that they will never lose, resisting the power difference they may consider unjust.

Think, think

I’ve been through this fight many times.

An enemy is an opponent who has been defeated once.

Even then, even then, I felt the difference in power so hopelessly.

How did we win

How did we survive?

──

The eyes of the two, Cleon and Illenu, met each other.

It was the same thought, and arrived at the same time.

Cleon had a calm face, and Illenu had a face close to crying.

“Cleon, don’t-“

“It’s okay, Illenu.”

Before Illenu could speak, Cleon spoke.

We talk about each other’s thoughts to the point that we’re already tired of them, share them, collide with each other, and – come to the same conclusion.

“…It’s okay.”

So, all she can do is reassure her.

What wasn’t okay, she knew best.

How many percent of one’s soul do the traces of spilled blood droplets contain?

Like a hole in the poison, your own body slowly dying. Soul. Mind. And—

The will to point her way her, to set her body in motion, more surely than ever.

“──.”

Cleon was silent.

Illenu couldn’t refuse.

Alexios didn’t know what the two were talking about.

Memories of defeat were nothing more than ‘results of carelessness’ to him.

It was a crude memory with nothing to learn.

It was just a simple accident-skit that would not be written down in a diary or a single line in a history book.

Even if that’s an attitude that a defeated person shouldn’t have.

The next moment, when Cleon pulled the clothes around his neck her, exposing his neck her.

As it was, Illenu hugged Cleon’s body her in the air and drove her fans her into his neck her.

“—Kuh…!”

Who said that a vampire’s vampirism is not accompanied by pain?

The reason is that the boundary line of the soul between the target of the vampire’s fangs and the vampire is blurred – and the infinite pleasure that the act brings to the vampire is transmitted through the gap.

However, Illenu did not want to become a vampire.

The fact that he had to win by sucking the blood of his dying comrades his made him feel only pain and regret for his invariably weak self his.

Those bitter, painful, and painful feelings flowed into Cleon, whose boundaries were blurred.

It just hurt.

It just made my mouth feel bitter and bitter.

3 seconds.

It’s a short time.

Meanwhile, Cleon felt that part of her precious things that had remained within her-her were being sucked out of her.

And, his eyes her blur.

The damage the soul received piled up, accumulated to the point that even Cleon could no longer bear it.

It wasn’t until his toes became faintly blurry that the two of them were victorious now.

Confirmed here.

In the next moment, Illenu’s wings spread behind his back. It was a huge, huge wing.

As if the drop of blood flowing from his mouth was precious and valuable, he swiped the bottom of his chin with the tip of his thumb and brought it to his mouth her.

Its red eyes shine with a ruby ​​color, and the pupils are split into vertical pupils.

The long silver hair, which shined beautifully when bathed in moonlight, floated up on its own as if it were alive, wrapped in magical energy and scattered.

The opponent on the ground, Alexios, was taken aback.

Her figure her, her power her, she felt more menacing than any Illenu he had ever remembered.

Huge wings, which seem to be double her own.

In the meantime, her hair, which had risen, was glowing on its own, as if the moon was shining silver between her wings.

And, centered around her, the cooling air around her created steam in Illennu’s mouth as she sighed, controlling her ha-power her.

Illenu, a dhampir, broke his oath to himself not to drink human blood.

Fully embracing her powers her as a vampire she never wanted to acknowledge—

At the same time, Illennu’s special power was manifested by holding in her hands the power of Cleon, who lent her everything to her.

Magic swordsman’s magical power specializes in dominating the target, controlling and twisting its power.

A vampire’s magical power specializes in eroding, melting, and stealing a target.

Domination and erosion, distortion and dissolution.

What that ability is for-

Her light her reaches-everywhere.

That is, reality itself.

Eroding and dominating the world.

It dissolves and distorts ideas.

The power of blood and darkness that twists reality and draws out the desired thought.

Even temporarily, even if there is a limitation of a limited space.

──If there is an ‘enemy’ where the light hits, that’s it.

No sorrow, no regrets, no pain.

Illenu shook her hand away.

Rather than being entangled in such things.

Because she was quick to erase the object that forced her to do so.

“Cheuk!”

Alexios, it took him a few seconds to realize what he had done.

When I turned my head, I could see that his wings, which had been bent in an improbable direction, were slowly hardening into stone, cracking the surface.

Staring in disbelief at the blood that flowed from his mouth his, Alexios looked up at Illenu.

Only then did he recall her power her.

On that day, after accepting Cleon’s blood her in her cathedral her, she raised a holy sword to herself and charged.

Driven it into her own heart her, and pinned it down to her silver cross her.

Just like that, she ordered herself.

‘Go away in front of my eyes.’

I tried to resist, but I couldn’t.

Because her orders were expressed even while twisting the world.

True to her words, Alexios disappeared before Illenu’s eyes her.

It seemed as if it had disappeared as if it had turned to ashes and scattered.

It was a humiliation. The spirit remains the same, but only the body has completely disappeared.

Once the vessel containing the power was gone, the existence of a vampire with only the soul remaining was meaningless.

That’s why, I decided to aim for an opportunity—I was parasitized by Illenu’s power that drove me out of reality before it completely disappeared—

Inside her body her, little by little, she did not appear before her eyes her until she regained her strength.

‘This is power! Wanting this power from her, I tried to make her her vessel her…!

Alexios felt joy as well as pain.

I am much stronger now than I was then.

The body that was close to its prime was saying that it could still fight.

If I take Illenu’s body now, that power—the god-like power will be my own.

“Illenu! Hand over that power to me!!”

Alexios laughed and cut off his own wings.

Soon, black shadows surged up like a runaway, becoming several hands, rushing like waves and trying to grab Illenu’s body her.

But- that black hand was resolutely trying to touch the god’s body.

Disappearing as ashes was the natural outcome.

“Ugh…!?”

Alexios held his breath at what was happening before his eyes.

The black hands seemed to be blocked by an invisible wall right before they reached Illenu.

Soon, it becomes a black powder and disperses.

And, the weathering phenomenon also came to Alexios through the shadows.

“Kuh, ugh…!”

Alexios looked down at his own shadow his, then separated it from his own body his.

To be precise, his shadow is a kind of magical creature.

It was like a crucible that stored some of the life force and souls of those who had been vampirized in life.

The spears he summoned, the black hands, the cavalry and the archers.

All, the remains of the things Alexios killed by sucking his blood.

He abandoned his greatest strength, the crucible of life.

The collection, which was completed by blood-sucking for hundreds of years, is reduced to ashes right in front of my eyes.

His hands his trembled and his eyes his were bloodshot with anger.

But, yet. It’s still fine.

If I obtain the power of that god, if I myself become a god.

“I don’t have to insist on such crap anymore!”

Before long, he ran towards Illenu with the holy sword he had stolen from Illenu in his hand.

At first glance, it was nothing more than a suicide special attack with no countermeasures.

What he could do if he had already felt the power of God keenly and jumped in holding a sword.

You either die before you hit it or you die after you touch it.

Because it was one of them.

However, he also had a chance to win.

That is, Illenu’s blood came from him.

Illenu, until now, as he had been tormenting them, he was slowly driving himself to inflict pain, even though he could at once.

He thought that Ilenu was doing the carelessness he used to be doing now.

Then.

It does n’t matter if it’s just for a moment, get close to her, connect with her using the power of her blood her.

If he summons that power, her blood her to his side her.

From then on, you can use that power to fight on an equal footing.

Once she attained godlike powers, she had thought about what to do for much longer than that girl.

In such an equal fight, there was no way I could lose to that guy.

Alexios thought so, grabbed her sword and jumped on her.

Illenu looked at him expressionlessly and reached out his hand to her.

As expected of Alexios, she did not immediately destroy herself.

They were trying to inflict all possible pain on Alexios by spewing hot flames and scorching his entire body—his skin, muscles, eyes and intestines.

You can survive by playing! And if even a piece of skin touches her body his.

From there, you can drag this arrogant bitch down to the ground and engage in a mud fight!

“Illenuuuuu!!”

As Alexios’ cry echoed, his hand touched Illenu’s arm hers.

The next moment, he drew her blood her and tried to make it his own her.

Dismissal.

Then, something flew into his heart and stuck.

“…?”

Feeling no longer able to feel his pain, Alexios looked down at his chest.

It is a dark red color, a thorn.

Where many, seen.

“This is my thorn-“

“—Mana—”

When the magic manifested, a unique shimmer occurred on top of the thorns.

What Alexios gaze slowly turns to look at is the magic swordsman who fell from the air to the ground and became a dying soul corpse.

“Clé-“

“Shock.”

Pajijijik!!!

“Aaaaa!!”

For a vampire, blood is magic, and an anti-mage spell specialized in destroying the ability to control magic explodes on his body, which has opened all his magic organs to attract blood.

A pain worse than the pain that burned his entire body his pierced through his entire body his.

Illenu spoke while holding onto his arm her.

“Disappear. This time——I can’t run away anywhere.”

Her orders her turn the world upside down.

Alessios’ body is scattered from the tips of his feet to his powder.

The powder completely disappears in the air without landing anywhere.

“No, no no!! Illenu! It can’t be like this! That power belongs to me!”

“This power doesn’t belong to anyone… Much less, it can’t be yours.”

Illenu murmured as he took Alessios’ hand away from his own arm her.

“… No more orders. Your fate is sealed.”

“No!!!”

A ghastly scream rang out-and his voice disappeared beyond the stillness.

Compared to all those evil deeds, damned cause and effect and karma, his ending was so clean.

And, as Illenu felt the power of Cleon slowly disappearing from his body

Dump. And fall to the ground

However, he still couldn’t lose his mind.

If you stay still like this- Cleon-

So, at least for now.

Unless you restore his soul his.

Walk as if crawling with staggering steps.

I grabbed Cleon’s shoulders and raised him up, looking down at his face.

Although- this guy is not his Cleon his.

Even if he is a human from another world.

After all, Cleon is Cleon.

“… Can’t win, only you.”

What I shared, I had to give back.