Chapter 145 – 145. Punishment (3)

Don’t fall in!!!!

Electricity shoots out.

I think I can learn a little about beings that handle lightning strikes with this. If you show your ability, they will take it away on sight, and if you imitate my power, they will take that away as well.

Once I started using the robbery properly, I realized how much it had in store to kill me. Naturally, I don’t plan on watching the somersaults of the guy in this little guy’s body for a long time.

50 minutes have already passed since I started, and now I’m in this damn place, Lucy, clashing with the guy who possessed this little boy’s body and that fallen angel who appears to be this little boy’s mother.

As his eyes turn gold, Lucy is utilizing her powers to the extreme. Lucy, who was exchanging swords with the fallen angel with her wings spread, had Leviathan’s flame on her bastard sword, and the raised halberd was absorbing lightning arrows and spears and allowing them to reside in the halberd.

Lucy was eating lightning and sparks.

When he realizes that his attacks don’t work, he keeps his distance and tries to shake Lucy off, but of course he has no intention of just letting that happen.

Clap la la la rock-!!!

Use the power borrowed from Nia.

It unfolds on a wide septic tank.

And Faker, who has taken over Luffy’s body, fires a thunderbolt at me. Well, this one is a little different.

It certainly doesn’t seem like this will change either.

It seems that something has changed its nature to prevent me from robbing it.

Previously, you just threw stones, but this time, it feels like you tie a rope to throw and retrieve them. Well, but what should I do with this?

I’ve already finished digesting everything that was stolen.

This time, I too face a lightning strike.

First, aggregation, then release, charge, and shape.

And throw.

“…!?”

“Why, are you relieved that I didn’t let you rob me this time? Don’t worry. I just borrowed it for a moment. Even if I give it to you, I won’t take it.”

I also learned how to handle lightning strikes, and I also succeeded in formalizing them into spells.

Naturally, that guy who doesn’t understand this concept and is busy copying and stealing from others even tries to steal the lightning I created.

Well, if you can take it away, try taking it away.

I’m going to fall in love!!!

The stolen lightning is shot at me, and I shoot the next one.

I’m going to fall in love!!!

A strange phenomenon in which lightning meets and collides with each other, causing an explosion of energy.

It’s really fun to watch this phenomenon. Of course, he has no intention of continuing to waste his energy leisurely, and it looks like this guy is still trying to devise countermeasures against me.

However, as this powerful being continues to pound into that weak body and exert its power, I can feel blood continuously gushing out of the corners of the mouth, nose, and ears.

…

Is your body unable to withstand the enormous force?

Only 5 minutes have passed, but it seems like my body can’t hold on.

Of course, I don’t care if that kid dies.

Yes, really.

After saving damn Eris, I really don’t care whether that kid dies or not.

Even though blood was pouring out of the eyes, nose, ears, and mouth, the person possessed by the little boy was freely displaying his power.

And, in the midst of this, lightning pierces mine again.

“Oh.”

“I have now surpassed your power – now it is your turn to die…”

Yeah, if you can’t do this, it’s not worth dealing with.

And I am a spear with a stronger structure than before.

Grab the concept with [Vajra] And throw it again.

“So what are you doing, you idiot?”

What are you going to do, you son of a bitch?

He snatches the lightning that this guy shot out, conceptualizes it as Vajra, and finally succeeds in creating the power of God through magic by shaping the lightning.

This is usually said to those who mistakenly believe that the original is stronger.

The mass-produced version is capable of tearing at the enemy through ruthless improvements that remove many of the uncertainties of the original.

I guess I decided that the things I shot were dangerous, so I focused on avoiding them for a while.

And try to copy it.

Well, if you can, you can do it.

“!!!!!”

If you can combine them all and launch them.

Still, I succeeded in fighting it all off or defending myself, and although I was breathing hard, my condition was not good.

And he spits out blood from the corner of his mouth.

To be precise, the host’s physical condition did not seem to be better than that of Faker.

“…Tsk, I guess it’s like this because it’s mixed with human blood.”

…So, you are saying that you will continue to exercise your power regardless of whether the host dies or not.

And according to that, the fallen angel right next to him looked at it and reacted.

“Ah, ahhh- ahhh…”

Kaaaaa!!!

Purple hair, and blue eyes. Wings stained black, wings engulfed in flesh. The little boy who manipulates the fallen angel with the lumps of flesh, eroding its wings, speaks with a sneer.

“Hmph, you think you can disobey me?”

“…Hey, just be the devil, you bastard. You are the more evil bastard, really.”

I could tell that those two were mother and son.

Watching his son possess his son’s body and exercise his power over whether he is dead or not, the fallen angel tries to say something and resist, but Faker’s eyes light up and he forces himself to respond to Lucy’s attack again and dodges it. It shows up.

It’s a cruel story.

It is understandable why Luffy freely entered the underground waterway and is hostile towards me.

Although she is possessing the body of a Nephilim, she is exercising her power by excessively possessing the body of a child that has not yet been properly trained, and I knew that even if I held on any longer, it would destroy itself on its own, but blood was flowing from the fallen angel woman’s eyes. I started spitting out one word at a time.

“Lu…P…Please…Please…My son…If you are here…Ah…Okay…”

“…”

And I hate these cruel stories.

I would rather have a story about me beating up that son of a bitch and becoming the bad guy. I don’t like stories like this where families are slaughtered as a unit.

Like the terrible story of how I desperately tried to save my father through the siege and entered the church, but in the end I couldn’t save him, and I ate him, I hope they don’t end up like me.

“Hmph, do you think you have the power to decide on a subject that is obsessed with everyone dying? If you are weak, die knowing that it is an honor to be under the control of the strong. As for the weak who cannot choose their own destiny, let them be under the control of those who carve out their own destiny. If you lose, you will die.”

The weak cannot shape their own destiny, while the strong shape their own destiny and manipulate the weak. It is a value system of the fittest.

“I agree with that. Those who cannot shape their own destiny [Are destined to die] To those who do.”

I only agreed with it on one thing. But for that to happen, one prerequisite must be met first. If you want to control them like this guy said, you have to step forward yourself.

Rather than hiding behind someone, you must step forward and lead confidently.

“But you bastard, you’re a bit disgusting. If that’s the case, wouldn’t it be better for you to come and confront me yourself?”

“Huh, what? Are you trying to act like a hero now? You little star monster.”

Act like a warrior.

I never thought of myself as a warrior.

I just did what I had to do and stood up to the irrationality head on.

It’s just that I took action before these damn Elder Gods’ modifications reached my disciple, and after directly beating up Adramelech, who was being controlled by the Elder Gods, I came out saying that I was leaving in place of my student.

Those who cannot decide their own fate, I have found useful people among them, and I just want to observe their light.

And if they follow me, I will lead them in return for leading them.

“Are you guys pushing me to be a hero and then talking about acting like a hero? Disgusting bastard. Why don’t you have the courage to come out in front, and are you thinking of borrowing someone else’s body to make a fuss?”

“In the end, no matter how much you bark, I won’t stop until you die.”

Okay, so you end up chewing it?

After all, that’s what all stupid bastards are like.

Bastards who have no intention of stepping up and are busy stealing from others.

These guys are empty, without achieving anything, and have even borrowed goals.

And these guys steal from others and show off as if what they robbed is their own.

“It’s none of my business whether you try to beat me like that just because I saw you, but in the end, you can’t beat me. Because you’re empty.”

“…A bastard who doesn’t even know his own name yet.”

I’m going to fall in love!!!

Lightning rises from the ground. Then, it uses Silphid’s power to climb up the wall, and similarly copies Silphid’s wind power to follow along on the wall and fire the same thunderbolt at the wall as well.

Certainly, the power to copy and use someone else’s power is real.

Okay.

But-

“…Uh?”

At that moment, the power of the wind disappears.

And I robbed that bastard of his power, his authority itself.

Okay.

The power of [Copying] Itself.

“…You!!!”

And the power of the wind escapes. It is the power to copy the opponent’s abilities.

And the [Power] Itself is [Robbed].

“Why do I think you have observed the copying mechanism until now?”

Now is the paving stone for this.

Naturally, I raise Mortus’ power.

That is a spiritual being, and of course the only power that can solve the problems of spiritual beings is the power of Mortus. I raise her strength and call her.

“Lord Mortus.”

-I asked when I would call you, Clark. Have you been conserving my strength on purpose? There’s nothing to worry about. If you take away the power of death, I can take it back. You used it too late. That kid is on the verge of dying.

Is it my part-time job?

Of course, I won’t deny that I acted like I didn’t care whether that kid died or not. However, I cannot pretend not to know the feelings of parents who want their children to be saved.

Even though he was a fucking bastard to me, he was a fallen angel and still had maternal love for his mother, and with that maternal love, he begged me to save him one last time.

“…Ah, ah…Save…Luffy…Please…Please…My son. …My child…Ah, ahhh-“

Okay, don’t save me.

I nod my head in response to the fallen angel’s request for help with all his might, shedding bloody tears.

I thought it didn’t matter if I died or not.

…

Ha, fuck.

I couldn’t just pretend I didn’t see this and move on.

And I spoke to her, letting out a sigh that filled her with deep exasperation.

“But you will get the price.”

-That’s not honest.

Mortus can be heard giggling.

Damn it, in the end, it’s my mother’s fault that I should blame. That thing picks it up and uses it. In the end, it’s that kid’s fault for coming this far, but no parent wants their child to die just because of that.

Okay.

If you are a normal parent.

…

Still, you don’t want your mother to kill you.

I’m jealous of this one thing.

And the power of Mortus spreads throughout my body.

Soul Spark reacts to Mortus’ power. In order to create a completely new power, I wrap it around my two fists. The shape of the soul spark is transformed. It’s too short like this. Naturally, Carol responds to my will.

-Master, please use me.

“…Can you bear it?”

-You’re going to save it, right? And, I can endure it now. With the master’s power flowing through me and using me, I can endure. Please unleash your wrath and punishment on this material world in whatever form you wish!

“Knock, block it!!”

And Faker also seems to have felt something ominous. The energy of death dwells in my hands.

The amorphous body of Shogus, Carol, in the shape of a hammer, dwells in my arms.

And it transformed into a third hand.

It sticks like black scales on my arms.

I look at the fallen angel shooting arrows at me, shedding bloody tears.

“Lu…P…Please, save me…”

As I shoot an arrow, an arrow that is more like a spear, I ride the wind and see Faker’s eyes shining as he tries to copy the power from me again. Perhaps to copy Mortus’ power, the power of Mortus resides in him.

As soon as the power of death enters their entire body, they immediately vomit blood and collapse.

“Huh!?”

-You’re so stupid, do you think you’re the only one who tried to steal the power of death that I didn’t allow? You fall far short of my standards. The ability to endure death, the ability to endure the danger of death, everything.

Then I open my eyes and read the flow of magical energy.

How do fallen angels gain control?

OK about that.

Something white is seen behind Luffy’s back.

Only the mouth was exposed, as if it was in pain, but it seemed to be in a state of exhaustion due to having touched the energy of death by mistake.

And it looked like Luffy’s soul was asleep and almost losing his strength. If this disappearing and fading thing continues any longer, Luffy’s soul will be shattered.

And the fallen angel’s wings connected to [Faker] Behind him.

The fallen angel’s wings were connected to Faker, and if those wings were torn off, the fallen angel would no longer be controlled by that thing.

“Lucy! Aim for the wings.”

“…It’s fast, I can’t catch up. It’s just one second behind.”

“Then I guess I can make you faster.”

“Well, I guess I’ll leave it…Keu!?”

“It’s a lie.”

What fool is there who believes what the enemy says? Pick up a rock that is already broken and rolling around and hit it right between the eyes. Stretch your arms straight out.

Arms in the form of a black spirit body imitating my movements materialized in my two arms, and Carol evolved into a form to hold the spirit and object I wanted.

-Master! Now!!!

“Okay, here we go!!”

Faker, who had been hit by a rock, showed an opening, and I was positioned on both arms by Carol. I grab Faker’s [Main body] With one arm using the carols that cover both of my arms.

With the other arm, hold on to Luffy’s soul.

The task of fixing Luffy’s soul to his original body.

And separating Faker from his body.

This is the power I tried for the first time, and it is the power of Mortus.

I thought it might be possible if it was the power to deal with death and [The soul], So I reorganized it in my own way and combined it with the soul spark. That power was amplified through Carol, and it became a new weapon form that allowed me to hold onto a longer distance than my original arm length.

As the two arm figures grabbed the souls of Faker and Luffy and worked to separate them, Faker was fiercely resisting.

However, it looks like he was aiming for this because he had a sly smile on his face.

-This bastard…That little mercy…Will cost you your life!!

Faker’s body, which was halfway out of Luffy’s body, continues to resist until the end. And the fallen angel that was connected to Faker’s target came at me. That was when he charged towards me with an arrow like a spear and rushed to kill me at a speed that Lucy couldn’t even keep up with.

“Back rate, operational.”

And I activated my magic tool, [Back Rate], The magic tool hanging on Lucy’s waist.

For Lucy to come to my side to protect me, just once.

Lucy blocks the Fallen Angel’s way with her space leap using magical equipment that allows her to take the first position next to me no matter what position she is in. It has already been confirmed that the Fallen Angel cannot defeat Lucy in close combat, and Lucy’s two In his hand, the sword filled with Levitain’s flame and the halberd filled with lightning crossed each other, and Lucy also spread her wings and cut towards the fallen angel.

Suddenly-!!!

All of the fallen angel’s wings are cut off.

And all the threads of controlling magic that were connected to Faker’s body were cut off –

-What, what!?

“The real trap is sold like this, you son of a bitch.”

I catch two: Luffy’s soul and Faker’s soul.

And – he headbutts them both.

Kwaaaaa!!!

A sound that cannot be heard even when souls collide is heard.

At the same time, in order to return to Luffy the soul power that this guy took from Luffy, I exchanged the soul energy of the two – after Luffy’s soul regained its original color, I grabbed Faker’s neck and held it near the solar plexus. I hit my fist.

Kwaaaaang!!!

-Kahaha!

The black flame burns, and the power that destroys existence engulfs Faker’s body.

However, there is no significant change.

No, I could see that this thing would not die by destroying its very existence.

-…How dare you treat me like this-

“…You’re not going to die from this, are you?”

Even with the power to destroy existence, you won’t die.

Naturally, I could see that this was something completely different from a normal enemy.

-I will never disappear as long as you exist… I will definitely kill you next time!!!

As long as I exist, I will not die.

So does that mean I can’t kill that thing with my current self?

…I was embarrassed that I didn’t know my name and wasn’t even aware of my name, and at the same time, it was copying my power, and it was copying those powers that I didn’t know from somewhere and coming at me.

Meanwhile, Faker quickly leaves the place. Opening a dimensional door and throwing yourself into it to avoid it. I didn’t even think about laughing at the sight of him running away with his tail pulled out. Even though it was clearly a fatal blow, the fact that the opponent escaped alive meant that there was a [Law] That could not kill him.

Mortus also pointed this out and gave me advice.

-I won’t die even with my own strength… Well, if that’s the case, let’s look into it carefully. That’s all I can say. Because there is nothing in this world that can avoid the concept of [Death] Itself. As long as the [Concept] Of [Death] Exists.

“It’s a concept.”

…So, destroying existence isn’t enough.

Anyway, they succeeded in taking it out of Luffy’s body, and Luffy was still alive and his soul power was also restored. And I look at the fallen angel with his wings cut off and covered in blood.

Her cackling and clouded eyes showed that she was squirming towards her own child, and I picked up her Luffy and held it in front of her.

Purple hair, and blue eyes.

Similar facial features to kid Luffy. When I looked at her up close, I noticed that her facial features were similar to Luffy’s, and that the energy radiating from her body was also similar to Luffy’s.

There is no reason to hold this touching mother-child reunion here and now for a long time.

“Ah, Luffy…Why did you come all the way here? It would have been better if you ran away…If you didn’t come-“

“…”

“…Thank you. Thank you so much for saving Luffy.”

“You know what I’m going to do to this bastard and I’m thanking you.”

Of course, I have no intention of leaving this son of a bitch alive. Especially since she is the one who came down here and made me suffer so much, she is planning to punish me in some way, and she knows what she is going to do and is thanking me.

“…It’s better that way. Since I’m going to be next to my dying mother… I should have someone with a warm heart like you take care of it-“

“I’m sorry, but I’m a villain.”

“…Your heart is too pure to call a former angel a villain.”

“…”

Even as I was saying that, I could see that the situation that followed ended with the last one of the Nightgaunts coming from behind being killed by Elizabeth’s sword.

Nia, Elizabeth, and even my older sister.

Hundreds of blood-covered corpses of Night Gaunts were piled up in the underground waterway, and they ran towards me while wiping the blood from their heads.

“Clarke, are you okay?”

Elizabeth is the first to run over and look all over my body. There wasn’t a single wound on her body, and although she was bathed here and there in the blood of Night Gaunts, she still looked in good spirits.

The same goes for me.

It wasn’t a difficult opponent, and the opponent didn’t prepare well enough for the battle to end in less than 10 minutes.

“I’m fine. It wasn’t a difficult opponent, and God was too weak to be called God.”

-To be precise, it’s because you didn’t grow enough and became abnormally strong, Clark.

My sister also agreed with Mortus’ words.

“…It’s just as Mortus said, Clark. You haven’t grown up enough, and I don’t even know your name. That’s why [That guy] Appeared in the world as the [Concept] Of your opponent, but he didn’t gain enough power. “I was defeated after facing you, who had become stronger. If it were the way it was, the match couldn’t have ended this easily.”

It will be like that.

When I saw that he ran away without dying even with the power of Mortus’ existence annihilation, I could see that a higher concept of [Death] Was needed. And now, even though the fight had just ended, I felt another being coming here.

“…I wonder why there are so many bastards coming to visit me when I go in to cut off my damn mother.”

Was it the time when Carol was transformed into a hammer once again?

I can feel the scent of flowers coming from somewhere.

What kind of flower scent is this inside this underground waterway that only smells bad?

And these unnatural phenomena are often alien entities.

Also, strange beings from around the world come to visit.

It was the same with Mortus, and it is still the same now.

“Ta-da~ On a strong and strong morning, to meet you, the pretty wizard [Merlin], I successfully escaped from Avalon!”

“…?”

A woman with silver hair and white robes who looked like something was missing.

And I see the face of someone I know carrying on her shoulders.

“…Brother Gawain?!”

It was full of cracks and cuts here and there, but there were no fatal wounds to be seen. I thought there would be something stronger on this side, but why is Gawain so injured?

Since he is a demon, he should be able to recover from most wounds, so what is this?

And behind them are the three Archangel Sisters, including Michaela, Gabriella, and Adramelech.

They also appeared here, and at the same time, I saw Luffy and the Fallen Angel behind me, and then Mikaela called her name.

“…Rushepiel…”

“…”

And, you can see her eyes are full of various emotions.

That too,

A lot of accumulated, pent-up emotions.

-…Why on earth did that dream girl come all the way here?

Then, Mortus looked at the thing that introduced himself as [Merlin] And said so, and he confirmed and killed me, who was puzzled about its identity.

-That’s right, Merlin. King Arthur’s teacher, and the court mage of Camelot. I don’t know why I crawled here.

…

Wait for a sec.

“…What is it, that idiot Merlin your father told you about a while ago?”

“…Wow, Marcus, did you really say that to your own son?”

For some reason, I couldn’t shake off the feeling that strange things were starting to stick to me.

And at the same time-

Kuuuuung-

■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■-!!!!

Only the screams coming from beyond showed that the fight was not over yet.