Chapter 8 – 08. No Way Home (8)

-Son, don’t cry. If you cry, you lose.

One day, my father said something.

Dark skinned guy. My father said this to me, who had been called a bastard and made fun of by kids my age.

-Dad, why, why am I the only one with such dark skin? My sister and father… Are white, but only I-

-Did you have to be any worse than those kids just because your skin was black?

-…

-Nothing, nothing. Your mother’s skin was black.

-Your blonde hair and golden eyes.

-And your dark skin.

-It is proof that you were born between me and your mother.

-And, what do you want to say?

My father said to me.

-Children’s Knocking Raceist! Called-

-…Father, what are you talking about?

-That’s what my ‘friend’ told me.

When I think back, my father was also a troublemaker in many ways. Well, considering that there aren’t many normal wizards, the same goes for me and my father.

And why am I saying this?

Of course, most of the things people say to me are like this.

After all, you’re a bastard who’s going to kill me, so what do you need, like manners?

Dick also casts ‘Nicosam’ when fighting me.

Later, when I asked what it meant, I remembered that Anna, who was listening to it with me, covered my ears because it was not a very nice thing to say.

“Hey, you bastard!!!”

“Yua Kukking Lacist!”

And now, like this, I blow away a paladin talking at me.

Wow!!!

Now that I am inside the church building, I continue to fight.

There are really so many of them.

They say it’s already too late to try to stop the ‘ritual’.

The talkative ones would tell me what they were doing without being asked, and Cassandra usually did that. So I got a lot of unnecessary frustration, and I sacrificed a lot because I was really strong on those topics.

I don’t know what kind of ritual is going on, but there are so many of them. And I am wielding a spear sword and a hammer and swinging the hammer to destroy the armor of the attacking paladins.

Of course, tools are not omnipotent. I didn’t even try to solve everything with that in the first place. In fact, I brought them all to use them all, using one per person.

A one-step reversal using only tools has already been done a while ago.

One-third of the 500 Holy Knights were incapacitated with diarrhea gas, and after that, a dust explosion occurred with a dust sprayer, and about 150 people were killed by an explosion using a barrier.

Actually, if 100 people died, that’s a lot, but there were more deaths than expected. Of course, that didn’t make much of a difference.

Gathered troops, and numbers.

What on earth they gathered so many troops for is none of my business. In fact, even if there is a devil here, I am in a position where I have to go and save my father.

“Master, there are too many…”

Kwasik!!

“What?”

And, with one throw of the hammer, the heads and pots of the paladins and priests are smashed.

Cry of Fear.

First feature attached to my hammer.

It is a function called ‘Soul Eater’.

Literally eliminating energy itself.

Ironically, this is a magic arts artifact, but it nonetheless blocks and consumes all flowing energy. No matter what power the enemy uses, whether it is magic energy, shrine, or arcane energy, it eats up all of it, and if it is a shield, it eats up the shield itself and accelerates it, adding to the impact.

And after achieving one-shot and triple kills on the paladins and priests who were trying to protect his body, I took the hammer back in my hand and activated the overloaded magic circuit.

If you use this spell, you can absorb the enemy’s energy and extract output –

Kwaaaaa!!!

Hit the hammer. A wave of arcane energy bursts out, and a wave of magic energy bursts into the church, pulverizing the shields, armor, and swords of the assassins and paladins who were attacking at the moment when the hammer was recovered.

“You crazy!? I can’t use magic…”

Wow!!

“I told you, you bastards. Just because I’m weak doesn’t mean you’re strong.”

I crush my head, and the brain sticks to my tight coat. Drops of blood bounce off the waterproof treatment, and brain fluid sticks to the face. A scent like rotten eggs spreads out. It is the familiar scent of battlefield.

One at a time, crush the enemy’s face with a fist, break the enemy’s head with a hammer, and crush the enemy’s armor with a kick.

In a situation where I can’t even use the magic circuit properly, I’m doing my best to save my father.

And when I looked back, I saw a spear, and then a sword.

Lucy can be seen wielding a bastard sword and halberd as tall as herself, swinging them in all directions.

In fact, the person who is most active here right now is Lucy.

The bastard sword, the halberd spinning like a windmill, and lightning wrapped around the ax blade. The flames and lightning wrapped around the bastard sword burn the priests.

Every time lightning strikes, the paladins it touches drop their weapons and get electrocuted and fall down. I get electrocuted, my insides burn, and I collapse with black smoke bursting out of my eyes, nose, ears, and mouth.

The method of holding the Bastard Sword was a difficult one, but the flames on the sword were used by grabbing half of the body of the Bastard Sword and swinging it, stabbing and crushing the enemy’s eyes with the handle and pommel.

Each time it swings, Yongin’s unique and powerful destructive power unfolds, and it is not uncommon for the head to fall off or be shattered somewhere.

Meanwhile, Lucy and I stand back to back, not backing down even an inch, guarding each other’s gaps, and protecting Anna, who is casting magic.

Anna is the only card that can solve this situation here and now.

“Lucy!”

Kwaang!!

An assassin with a distorted head aims for Lucy’s neck. Of course, Lucy is a dragon and can block it by raising her scales.

However, the blades they carry are by no means light.

It is poisonous and sharp enough to pierce the scales of a dragon.

“Thanks.”

Then, I dodge the assassin’s dagger coming at me, grab the gauntlet in his hand, and hit him on the chin. I hit my chin, my chin flew off, and my tongue stuck out long, but as I was about to throw the dagger at me until the end, I just grabbed my arm and used it as a body bunker towards the Paladin who was attacking me from behind.

Fuuuk-!

“…!!”

“Oh, I wonder if a sense of camaraderie has developed in such a short period of time. I’m impressed.”

“What bullshit…”

Wow!!

And the hammer that came back broke the paladin’s pot.

The smell of burning flesh and the smell of ripening spread, and for the past year, the union between Lucy and I was perfect, and soon after, I threw a hammer and blew off the head of the wizard who was aiming for Lucy, and soon after, as if he had been waiting for that moment, the paladin came to me. Catch the thrown hammer.

“Got it!! I got the hammer, so that guy…Kahuhuhk…!”

“You idiot.”

Second.

If a Soul Eater is captured by someone other than its owner, it absorbs all of that person’s magical power and vitality. Naturally, this is a story that falls under ‘black magic’.

That’s because when ‘Sister’ taught me, I also needed to know.

Most dark magic, necromancy, harnesses life force, absorbs it, recycles it, and puts restrictions on it.

And the hammer, which absorbed the enemy’s energy, returns to me once again, and returns to my hand once again, breaking the head of the assassin who came next to me and tried to put a knife in my neck.

Anna’s chanting of the spell ends.

And-

A bright light bursts into Anna’s blue eyes, and light fills the air. And-

Lightning and electricity begin to surge.

They are wearing iron armor, and of course metal transmits lightning well. And Anna’s seal is formed, and as many as nine types of magic are combined in a short period of time to project a powerful magic that will sweep away the church.

Crrrr!!!

Lightning,

And storm, chain, paralysis, blindness, magnetism, attraction, ignition, and-

Explosion.

A storm of lightning swirls, the target is a group of hostile intentions, and with the storm, chain lightning spreads from metal to metal, paralyzing, and after blinding, the armor is given manpower and ignited.

And as the explosion exploded, countless fragments exploded.

And Anna put a shield on us to prevent the fragments from reaching us, and with that, there was no longer a single person inside the church who would oppose us.

“Good job Anna.”

“…Not much to say. Miss Lucy, you’re amazing too.”

“Anna, king king-chan.”

“…Master?”

And Anna says, narrowing her eyes at me. Strangely enough, they don’t seem to be very pleased with me saying this. That’s because she often played with Dick, so it stuck to her mouth.

Anyway, it’s good.

“…Kk, kkkk…It is late…Marcus…Today…Welcomes a new god… “

Pow!

And he smashes the head of the High Priest who continued speaking in a fiery tone.

“Nothing has been decided yet, you bastards.”

It’s bullshit.

…Father.

Please, please stay alive.

-Magia Capital, Mediah Sky-

Above Media, the capital of Magia.

And an outlying church located in a cemetery in the south, close to the Byzantine Empire, located in the southern part of the castle. And the scene of terrible slaughter taking place there. The person explodes, the head breaks, blood and brain matter splatter, and the smell of burning rises.

A being in the shape of a young man with cloudy eyes and long flowing blond hair, watching the scene from afar.

And the green-haired man next to him.

And the two were looking at the scene there.

And- at the same time, the blonde young man and the green-haired man…? Looking closely, I ask the person who looks like a woman.

“Enkidu, what do you think?”

“…What answer do you want from me?”

“Commonly speaking, it is a world where the light is too strong. And if the light is too strong, living things will dry out and die.”

“You cannot defy the rule of the gods alone.”

“Then, just know. There is a ‘you’ who is comparable to ‘Jim’, but I am the one who rejects God and all. That was impossible from the beginning.”

“But why doesn’t it stop?”

“That’s because I want to do that. Is there a problem?”

“…You are always like that. ‘Gilgamesh’.”

Gilgamesh.

Emperor of the Uruk Empire.

Enkidu.

Emperor Gilgamesh’s only friend.

Those two are in the sky above Magia, and what is happening inside the church.

And-

The Duke of Magia is flying at high speed in front of them. We see Medea flying. Gilgamesh looks at Medea with cloudy eyes and clicks her tongue.

Gilgamesh clicks his tongue as he looks at his expression full of desperation, earnestness, sorrow, and regret.

“Tsk, it’s too late to try to pick up the spilled water now.”

“…Even if he is a powerful transcendent, he is still human in the end. Gilgamesh, it is not too late. Return to the gods.”

“Heh, haha! You’re still telling funny jokes, Enkidu.”

“I’m not joking. It’s always the same. Humans can only live in stability if God exists. That’s why I wanted you to follow the will of the gods.”

“You won’t have to do that anymore.”

“…”

And the holy light that Gilgamesh bursts out of inside the church.

And, the terrible chaos that erupts within it.

And, even the blood-soaked ‘black goat’ chasing after them.

“The stage has gone up, and the actors have come on stage.”