Chapter 366 – Ash Is Ash

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Cleon’s consciousness, which had fallen to the bottom of the mental world, was quickly pulled into reality with a tingling and slightly unpleasant sensation.

Just like when entering the space where the structure that protected Lilith was located, the feeling of being submerged in water and then floating at high speed.

As if holding on to a lifesaving device, Cleon’s rapidly rising consciousness soon—

“Heuk…!”

As soon as he vomited up the blood accumulated in his throat, he returned to the familiar bloody space.

The one looking at him was Illenu, who had returned to his usual form of her.

“Whew…”

Seeing herself open her eyes, Illenu let out a sigh of relief.

Then, he reached out and touched both Cleon’s cheeks her with one hand and-

“Illenu.”

When Cleon called his name her, he tugged at him.

“…Aha (It hurts)…”

When Cleon narrowed his eyes and looked at him as if he was doing something, Illenu frowned at him and pulled Cleon’s cheek her even harder.

Then, in unbearable pain, Cleon grabs her arm her, and Illenu sees Cleon’s hand her holding her own arm her-

Within. Once again, I let out a big sigh of relief.

“What are you doing…”

“No, it seems that the substance is properly maintained. So, it is strange to say that the soul is the substance.”

Hearing Illenu’s words, Cleon slowly stood up and examined his body her, hands, and everywhere.

The wounds under his shoulder that had been open up until now and the wounds on his arm that had been tattered had been closed up safely, not even a scar was left.

“…The wound… Illenu, did you do it?”

“Well, that’s right. The method was pretty messed up.”

As she did so, raising her own arm, she saw that a red thread was wrapped around her little finger.

To be precise, it must be a thread of magical power. Her magical power her is blood-colored magic.

It is a beautiful scarlet red.

And, if you check where the thread is connected, it is connected to Cleon’s little finger so thin that you can’t tell unless you look closely.

“Is it a magical passage?”

“Exactly, the soul passage. Since the hole in your soul is so large, it takes only one injection to close it. That won’t work.”

“…Is that okay? For you-“

At Cleon’s question, Illenu raised her index finger and placed it on his lips.

It was light at first, but soon, he put his strength into it and pushed Cleon’s mouth out of her.

“Water. Ron! It’s not good! It’s only possible in this mental space that I have to keep putting my soul’s power in! If you leave this body, the soul’s connection will be severed!”

Illenu raised one arm wide and spoke in an exaggerated pose.

“Besides! It pierced my soul, so to speak, so of course the power is dispersed! If the passage is forcibly cut off halfway through, my soul will be counted! Ah~ Why did I do this to this guy? Even though I know it’s not a good decision.”

“…”

Hearing Illenu’s words, Cleon ponders for a moment whether to tell her what to say.

Seeing Cleon’s slightly serious expression her, Illenu smiled and removed his fingers her from Cleon’s mouth her and brushed her hair her behind his shoulder her.

“…That’s all. It’s not okay. It’s okay because Cleon got up safely. It’s okay because she can keep herself alive. More than anything-“

With his own fingers tied with his thread her, he spoke while hanging Cleon’s fingers her.

“A promise that no one would sacrifice. Because I was able to keep it.”

“…Illenu.”

Cleon smiled a little at her words and put a little force into her fingers her.

“Now, let’s go out. Anyway, it’s better to get rid of this space than to leave it. Even if all the souls are gone, the remnants of the remaining power, or the residual thoughts of Alexios that have been stuck for a long time, will continue to haunt the scarecrow outside. I’ll move…”

“Yes. What we got rid of is Alexios, who was still inside your body. There are still some pieces of flesh attached to the inverted cross.”

“Yes. As long as we recognize the existence of Alexios, that flesh will continue to be resurrected and created. Even if only the scarecrow remains, we cannot make it meet the flesh.”

Cleon, who nodded at Illenu’s words, got up from his seat her.

Looking closely, unlike before, the surrounding bloody space was no longer filled with blood to wet the floor.

“…But, if I leave this body, the connection will be lost? What should I do?”

“It’s simple. So that the connection doesn’t break. I just need to get out of the body and go to your body.”

“I see…Um?”

Cleon nodded at her words, then she felt something strange and tilted her head.

The experience of leaving the soul from the body was—rather, it was the same as being apart from the body in real time now.

In her own case, her soul and body were separated thanks to her lyric state of her.

The connection between soul and body cannot and will not be broken so easily.

The connection is severed only when it is literally close to death – or when it is ready to die.

“Illennu you-“

“Did you forget? I am the queen of the undead. Vampires are beings that stand at the apex of walking corpses. After falling into this realm, it is no exaggeration to say that I am already dead. Something like the soul falling from the body happened a long time ago. It’s something you have to do.”

When Ilenu talked to her as if to reassure Cleon, Cleon closed her eyes for a moment and seemed to be thinking about something about her.

“Don’t worry. It’s just that I’m possessed by your body for a while. When your soul gets better, you can return to your original body. Like food that’s heavily preservatives, a vampire’s body doesn’t have to worry about decay. “It’s as if my heart stopped.”

Every word of Illenu’s words was full of composure, but—

“So Cleon. Don’t worry. I’ll keep my promise.”

“—Yes. Okay. …Thank you, Illenu.”

Saying that, Cleon opened her closed eyes and looked in the direction of her own soul.

Slowly, she felt her own body being drawn towards it.

“Let’s go.”

He took Illenu’s hand her and went back.

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The hole in her body was thus closed, and on Cleon’s shoulder her, which left Illenu’s body her and returned to her original body her,

Illenu’s soul her, in a translucent state, floated and became another eye of Cleon.

In Cleon’s hand, a great sword, the magic-eating sword, and in the other, a trident of blue-green flame made by Wilhelmina after refining her soul.

Peruluca, who had collapsed in her seat from exhaustion, and Solina, who was restraining her flesh.

He watched as if he was fascinated by Cleon’s fight her.

The area around him was like the bottom of a rock, the only thing that didn’t get wet in the pouring downpour.

[Cleon! Behind! A whip connected to the body!]

Hearing Illenu’s words, Cleon, without turning his head, swung his spear and slashed the tentacles of blood digging into his throat with precision.

The tentacles tried to entwine the trident without delay, but unfortunately the spear was a special order made to kill Alessios Hana.

Wilhelmina’s flame burned up without leaving any tentacles…

Like a fuse, turquoise flames rush from its tentacles towards the false goddess.

As she clicked her tongue, separating her tentacles from her own body, she reached out and made a mass of spikes of her blood, like those used by Alessios, which poured over Cleon’s head from her.

Cleon rapidly rotated the magic-eating sword above his head his, creating a sword pressure applied with a flying slash and parrying all the attacks.

Where he was standing, except for the exact distance between the spear and the sword, the floor was all a mess.

The reason Cleon didn’t move on the spot was simple.

It was because Peruluca was right behind him.

“Awesome… That’s the skill of Cleon, the magic swordsman who traveled with Illenu-san…!”

As Solina looked at Cleon, her gaping mouth her did not close.

He himself was somewhat confident in his sword skills, and his ability to handle magic was also excellent among the Holy Knights.

Right now, if you fight 1:1 with the magic swordsman in front of you, with the same conditions of armament, it never seemed like you could win.

The offensive of the false goddess, which had been poured out once, stopped as her arms drooped her.

“Haha…”

Because all the souls in her body she had disappeared, her magical powers of recovery she had declined.

And that gap was a perfect opportunity for Cleon.

“Peruruca!”

“Yes, yes…! Mr. Cleon!”

Just as Cleon had broken through this encirclement of her, he carried her on his own back her.

The surest and quickest way to get rid of her power.

As expected, it is a method of treating vampires through blood vampirism.

[Hey, Dhampir…!]

Illenu also noticed Peru Luca’s presence in her and clenched her fists.

Certainly, if she were there, she could bury Alessios with certainty.

“…Go! Be careful not to bite your tongue!”

As Cleon warned, he ducked and his legs stretched out like the strings of a taut bow—

“Four!”

As soon as he heard Peruluca’s answer, Cleon’s body his moved forward as if he was being thrown out.

At breakneck speed, Peruvian Luca takes the drag of her air into her face her, while being careful not to open her mouth her.

I couldn’t stop the tears from flowing from her eyes.

“Kuh, this guy…!”

The false goddess watched as Cleon’s sword her, like her beast of prey, burrowed into her own neck her like her claws her.

Just like when he battled with the others, he tried to block Cleon’s sword with wings made of blood.

But-

[──…]

A cool sensation passed the nape of the false goddess’ neck.

The eyes of the false goddess saw something invisible to others.

It was a sight of a man with cold eyes in black armor, with a knife pointed at his throat.

Goosebumps running on your back.

If you don’t back down – you will be cut.

It hurts her pride her, but the false goddess, unable to ignore the foreboding her, breaks the shape of her legs her and retreats behind her in a wheel-like motion.

“Keukssuk…!”

She bit her lip hard enough to bleed, and she stood where she had just stood, Kwajik! She did and saw a shockwave happen.

“Is that the power of that black greatsword… !”

Cleon takes a step forward, as if he would not let go of the false goddess who had stepped behind her.

This time, she doesn’t forget the previous experience and doesn’t use her wings, she crosses several layers of walls and tries to keep her distance from Cleon.

Cleon, swinging his greatsword again and again, used the recoil to move forward.

“You don’t remember, but… This sword has already fed you candy once. It remembers, the original owner’s indifference and remorse.”

And, just before breaking her last piece of her, I broke her stance as it was while releasing a large amount of magical power from the magic-eating sword.

“This guy, an unusual number… !”

“That’s a compliment…!”

A move that annoys the enemy is the most effective move.

“Haha!”

The muscles in Cleon’s arm swelled.

I could see how hard he was wielding the greatsword and spear.

The magic-eating sword does the desperate defense created by the false goddess, and eats, eats, and eats it with her own power her.

What should have been done hundreds of years ago is now being done.

You could never make a mistake. I can’t repeat the same thing back then.

And—next to Wilhelmina’s trident.

That spear had been waiting for this moment for a much longer time than the magic-eating sword.

The innocent, the girl, and the lover fall into despair. In order to end the bad relationship her with her that fell into her pit.

Only this time.

Only this time!

“Alessios!!!”

The voices of the three came out of Cleon at the same time.

The blow that the greatsword cut diagonally left a huge wound on the body of the false goddess.

“Cheuk!”

Red fresh blood welling up, her posture her collapsed.

From her knees her to her heart her that was about to collapse.

A stab that drives a wedge.

A trident wrapped in turquoise flame-

Pierced the heart of a false goddess.

“Ku, aaaaa!!”

Green flames cover his body.

Except for one place, the nape of the neck his.

“Now! Peruluca!”

Then, Cleon made Peru Luca, who was sitting on her back her, drink some of his own blood her to restore her energy her.

It is only she who can put an end to her.

Luca, Peru, rushed at her fiery false goddess, thrusting her own fangs into her neck her-

“The blood of my own people. For atonement, bear the karma of violating the divine providence and burn…”

Along with the chant that I heard about beforehand.

“Alessios!”

Calling out its name, it sucked up all the dregs left in it.

“…Ashes to ashes. Dust to dust.”

The body of the false goddess, unable to even scream, gradually turned to stone, as if rusting from beneath her feet—no, as if looking into Medusa’s eyes her.

And then, it cracks and breaks while making a sound like jjeok, jjjeok.

Soon, the moment the whole body her turned to stone.

It collapsed powerlessly, turned to ashes and scattered.