Chapter 353 – Libra (9)

“I’ll turn.”

A cradle for giving birth to ugly flourishes.

In order to understand this correctly, it is necessary to know how each evil spirit was sealed and how it was released.

Basically, sealing is an act of restraining and crushing an opponent with force. However, the evil gods of the latter half of the Great War were those with stronger divine powers than the good gods.

No matter how great Rahim’s party is, it is said that it cannot be sealed with ordinary methods.

So, I decided to seal it in an unusual way. In the way of conceptual sealing using the nature of each god.

For example, turbid union is a place where there is nothing to eat, and reckless roar is a feeling of confinement to a place where there is no one to be angry with, including oneself.

It’s a technology created by applying a part of the sanctuary of the good gods and Rebecca’s space-type great magic.

For reference, Rahim was the role of beating the evil spirit and pushing it into the seal.

Anyway, since it was such a seal, the ugly seal of prosperity was also a way to directly deny her territory.

A world where nothing is ever born again. That’s why even though it’s ugly, it’s a space that can’t prosper.

What should I do to get out of here? Ugly Thrive answered this question in a simple yet difficult way.

That it would be possible to be reborn outside.

It is extremely inefficient to project power to the outside while being sealed, but it is not impossible.

It was thought to be something that could be done if one had enormous divine power. In fact, he succeeded in safely reviving the ugly prosperity in H&A.

But isn’t the situation different now?

Although I struggled a bit, I successfully crushed the evil god’s plan. They became known to the world without securing enough divine power to escape the seal, and that is why they started such a hasty war.

The ugly prosperity that I have never been directly affected by, and the fact that I do not have time to gather divine power like other evil gods are probably the same.

How the hell did you gather the strength needed to be reborn?

According to Solari, who hurriedly came up after discovering the cradle of ugly prosperity, this is why the seething silence quietly gathered the corpses.

“That’s human sacrifice!”

“Yes?”

“There are dead bodies of cultists and live prisoners! It’s all dedicated to human sacrifice!”

“… Even if you are a prisoner, did we kill cultists and monsters?”

“From their point of view, they died fighting in the temple. The process of death after a fierce battle and the body after death are offered as offerings!”

It’s simply impossible, but with proper preparation, Solari argued that it could be done somehow, even if it was slightly less efficient.

“This is one room. Okay. Are we not the only ones making plans? Any way to stop it?”

“Huh! It’s not too late! If you destroy it even now, everything will go back to nothing!”

“Then what needs to be done has been decided.”

He took out a crystal ball connected to Milone from his inventory, explained the situation, and called the entire party, including Fay, to the surroundings.

Soon after, everyone who had been fighting outside returned to the inside. It seemed that he was preparing something else by leaving the defense to the barrier.

The location of the birthplace was also discovered, and when they showed blatant vigilance from this side, the ugly prosperity also changed its response method.

He retrieved all the believers who recklessly rushed in to destroy Yggdrasil. Then, except for the high-ranking executives, they began to absorb all the rest into the birth room.

Fuquaaaaak!

The muddy sound of flesh tearing and joining together. The living, the dead, the disbelievers crying out in their sanity, and the zealots throwing themselves laughing.

Different people began to coalesce around an ugly flourish.

“Bodies come together… This is orgy sex!”
“Sir, I hate it! You did everything you were told! Help me! Save me!”
“Goddess! I offer this body! May you prosper even more!”

Far from resisting, those who gave their bodies in a thrilling manner, and the prisoners who were caught and forcibly taken away by such people.

He gritted his teeth at the sight and told the party except Fei a brief explanation of the situation and plans.

“… I’m thinking of doing this The conversation with Chancellor Milone has already ended. If we start on our side, a deal that will fit there.”

Everyone nodded their heads with nervous expressions. But. How many people can stay calm right before the evil spirit descends?

But that doesn’t mean he was scared.

“Leave the vanguard to me, brother.”
“The divine power is vulnerable to the divine power of other gods. So here we have to go ahead and shake it up.”

Helena and Solari snarled as if they would attack at any moment.

Although the others have tense and spleen expressions, they do not show any signs of fear. You probably know it instinctively.

There’s no point in running away from here. I’d rather jump in and kill it first.

If we’ve been on the defensive side so far, the other side will have to stop us this time.

Since there was no time, after a short discussion, each of them started preparing the most powerful magic. The only exception was Helena, who jumped and fell outside the castle wall.

She first gave blessings to the knights of the Levantine Empire and the swordsmen of Alf Heim who were waiting, and then, as she said, she stood at the forefront.

Grabbing the mace, Helena begins to increase her divine power.

A white fur cloak naturally draped over her shoulders. The sacred object given only to her apostles shines, and Helena’s presence begins to rise rapidly.

He probably had the Solari fully strengthened in her own body.

Dazzling white light spreads around her body, which is both Helena and Solari at the same time.

The amount of light was intense enough to fill the field of vision for a moment, but it slowly began to condense and eventually became a subtle halo that covered Helena’s body.

After completing all her preparations, Helena raised her mace and kicked the ground with a loud voice.

“Cultists are eradicated… !”

Aaaaa!!!

The knights likewise draw their swords and follow Helena in response.

It is so powerful that even though it is definitely a solid ground, its traces remain intact with every step you take.

Doo doo doo!

There must have been people running, but they rushed at great speed making a sound similar to that of horses hooves.

Regardless of whether it was a cult or a monster, it was truly bloody to see them break their heads and break their waists in half and advance like crazy.

It’s literally like a human weapon.

However, no matter how strong the momentum, it would be impossible to penetrate all of that many troops.

As the high-ranking priests who were watching from behind began to fight one by one, the speed of their charge slowed noticeably.

But it doesn’t matter. In the first place, their role is not to break all cultists’ earthen pots or destroy their birthplaces.

“Lord! Come to me! This lowly servant borrows your justice!”

Helena, who had shouted out a prayer that didn’t need to be said because Solari had also risen to surface consciousness, grabbed her dripping mace and… Shoot straight down into the air.

At the same time, the clouds that filled the sky parted slightly, and the sunlight streamed through the cracks.

The light soon takes the form of a giant lion’s front paw and swings its claws toward the ground.

Whoa-!

The Solari’s arms collide with the foul fertility defense field. The result is a draw.

The station manager swayed like a curtain, clearly revealing the wounded figure, but it did not break.

The strike, modeled after the Solari’s forepaw, ran out of power and disappeared as if it were disintegrating in the air.

But that’s enough.

The moment when the knights and swordsmen caught the cultists and monsters, and Helena’s blow shook the force field surrounding the birth chamber.

As if waiting for this moment, the circulating life drew the roots of the World Tree.

Quaggagak-

Roots that penetrated the ground rise high into the sky, and then fall down toward the ugly cradle of prosperity.

The sharp tip makes it look like a large spear is falling like rain.

The force field, which became unstable while blocking Helena’s blow, eventually reached its limit and shattered with the sound of breaking glass.

Chae Ae-Aeng!

“Now! Don’t leave any extra energy, pour it all out!”

Milone’s voice, which borrowed the power of magic tools, resonated loudly. And the flow of tremendous power felt shortly thereafter.

The first thing to fly was an arrow full of aura.

Arrows shot quickly in a straight line, as if they were lasers, aimed at the cradle where the fragile skin was exposed.

In addition, what about the colorful magic flying right behind the arrow?

Starting with Iris and Iona’s high-level magic, all kinds of intermediate and low-level magic swim in the air like a school of fish.

If this is the case, the soft lump of flesh, no matter how huge it is, will be torn apart in an instant.

At this point, the assassins of the seething calm began to appear, as if they could not hide any longer.

More numbers than expected. Maybe he brought all his main forces with him.

Even though they were fierce assassins, they could not block all of these attacks.

Most of the arrows were hit and shed successfully, but for the ensuing magic, even using the Power of Silence to disperse the mana, they could not respond to all of them.

Of course, there are two high-level magics mixed together, but there is only one Cardinal of Boiling Calm.

Iona’s Chepes threw her body to block it, but Iris’ Elemental Burst could not be blocked and most of the other Assassins exploded.

Even then, the remaining medium and low-level magic knocks on a lump of meat that has no protection.

Quaang! Puck! Chow ah!

A birth chamber that explodes, crushes, tears, and vomits red blood.

It hurriedly stretched out its tentacles and absorbed nearby followers at random, causing wounds and not causing significant damage… In other words, there is no means left except to reproduce it.

In other words, even if you know that it is impossible, it means that it is the timing to overdo it.

“[He who walks the winding and dark road. You who hide in the gloomy valley. Borrowing the authority of the sun, I inform you. This is the fire of purification, the light of judgment. It’s time to get weighed down by your own karma.]”

Pain as if the nerves were burning and then melting. The heart, which always supplied mana reliably, was beating so fast that it would not be strange even if it stopped right now.

After all, using it twice a day is too much of a burden on the body.

But it doesn’t stop. Because I know very well that there is no chance if it is not now.

He forcibly holds on to the reins of his mana, which is constantly trying to run amok, and spits out the starter words as if intimidating.

“[Funishment!]”

At the same time as a huge magic circle was drawn in the sky, I felt a cold sense of loss in my chest.

Elisha, who was next to her, grabbed and supported her staggering body at the first sign of magical exhaustion.

A blazing giant sword was falling from the sky that I looked up at while leaning halfway like that.

It’s the second time I’ve seen it, but it’s still magnificent. If this is the case, it will surely be able to inflict significant damage.

… I thought so.

Shit.

The cradle of ugly prosperity opened up, and a graceful woman’s arm protruded from the gap.

An arm huge enough to catch a falling giant sword.

Kagagak-!

The sword in her white hand twists and shatters. The bond became unstable and caused an explosion, but…

The explosion only did a few scratches on that huge hand.

[Huh. It’s also pretty stingy.]

Cozy yet bewitching. A demonic voice that forces men and women to face their inner desires.

I was awakened by that familiar voice. That we are a little late.

The balance was already tilted.