Chapter 458 – Insight

Yandel, along with her new goddaughter, El Lele, are adopting the trapped dragons one by one.

Tarla was fighting with all his might in the fiercest battlefield.

“Tsk… !”

Undead covered everywhere. Although the battle with the Levantine Empire was certainly fierce, it was not enough to wipe out the narrow-minded forces of usurpation.

But how did this happen? There was not a single living person among the forces surrounding Tarla now.

Not only the cultists, but even the Fishermen, the representative follower of narrow-minded usurpation, had become undead, shedding white bones and rotting flesh.

The force of death was strong even before the evil spirit came down to this land. It has been a proven fact since the days when warlocks secretly operated in secret.

When the evil dragon appeared here, it was natural for the Levantine Empire, which had been fighting against the warlock for the longest time, to react hysterically as if it had PTSD.

However, Tarla was not very surprised. Because no one understood her evil spirit as deeply as she did.

‘He knew that the guy who pretended to be a big man would one day reveal his true colors, but he never thought it would be now. No, if it wasn’t now, there would have been no chance.’

Now that all evil spirits except those who reign supreme have died, and countries that have barely escaped the flames of war are gathering their strength.

It is no exaggeration to say that narrow-minded usurpation is at the crossroads of life and death.

That is why they attacked Ajidahaka and turned the other members into undead, even though they were prepared to rule and pretend to be noble.

It may not have been time to worry about the eyes of believers or external image. Because I have to survive first.

This must have been the reason why God, who claimed to be on the side of the have-nots who were marginalized in society, killed his own believers and turned them into undead.

“Move!”

An enormous amount of divine power rushed from Tarla, who was furious.

A power that is difficult to handle with human power, so it is diluted with divine power. However, the cult wielded the power forged with divine power regardless of the spirit of the believer…

Tarla is a woman who once stood at the pinnacle of such cults.

After absorbing the power of the five evil gods, twisted miracles began to unfold from her fingertips.

Quaaaaang!

Tentacles erupt from the back with explosive force. No, it actually exploded and devastated the surrounding area.

A translucent barrier covering the area that was momentarily empty. The unreasonable power to force a battlefield that is advantageous to oneself and unfavorable to the opponent appears once again.

This alone makes most enemies not worth worrying about.

No matter how many there are, a half-baked attack can kill Tarla… To be more precise, it would not be able to penetrate Tarla’s rigid body power that protects her entire body.

… However, Tarla cannot have just come up with this method of use. I’ve used it several times so far, but every time, it’s all ruined.

It’s the same this time too.

I’m going to go to the middle of the day!

A bloody sound coming from somewhere. And with the sound of the barrier shattering, Tarla, who barely escaped her direct hit, tumbles across the ground.

Who on earth? If the conditions are right, he can overthrow a god, and is it possible to drive Tarla, who freely wields the power of the five evil gods and demonstrates power above the level of an apostle, like this?

Actually, there is only one answer. It is Ajidahaka who became the evil dragon and an apostle of narrow-minded usurpation.

A massive object that seems to fill the sky.

The huge red dragon, with its scales broken here and there and white bones exposed through the torn flesh, raised the corners of its mouth as if in amusement.

[Is there still enough energy left?]

“Maybe there are more than you think? “I’m a woman with a lot of secrets.”

Tarla scoffs as she gets up from her mud-covered body. Even though she reflexively calls her bluff, things are not going well.

Although her vessel is not broken, more than 80% of her spiritual power has been consumed, and the damage that even her strong body power could not prevent is accumulating on her body.

If things continue like this, it will not be long before the limit is reached.

‘Tsk. ‘I was too complacent.’

Tarla pretends to have a relaxed expression, but clicks her tongue inside.

In fact, this was not a battle where Tarla would be pushed so one-sidedly.

Although she may not be as good as Yandel, Tarla’s combat power far exceeds that of an apostle.

Most armies are nothing more than annoying obstacles, and even the lich, who has been living since before the War of the Gods, only briefly hindered her, so it was natural.

Tarla thought that even if she could not win against Aji Dahaka, it would be no problem to deal a big blow and steal her powers.

Actually, this was the right decision.

‘… Until her narrow-minded usurpation drove her own seal into the heart of Ajda Haka.’

Despite the checks and balances around him, he managed to maintain the same number… No, she was Tarla, who had a slight advantage, but in an instant, everything changed for her.

Azida Haka, with her narrow-minded usurpation at heart, was a completely different being than she was before.

She originally called someone who put her god in their own body an apostle. In that sense, Ajidahaka could be said to be an apostle of narrow-minded usurpation.

Of course, he is not a proper apostle. Originally, it would contain the spirit of God and draw power through naturally connected passages.

If the sealed god is physically connected as is now, the god’s spirit is still bound by the seal, but it becomes a deformed structure through which only power flows.

At best, she was only giving away her power without being able to exert any influence on the Azida Haka that was in her hands.

“Under! It seems like it was quite urgent. Who would have thought that her narrow-minded usurpation would result in her giving away her power so foolishly.”

[Well. Isn’t it urgent for you as well?]

Azida Haka, who ignored Tarla’s sarcasm without any hesitation, snorted and continued her words.

[Above all, there is no way that small-minded usurper would have given away his power without receiving anything in return. Even now that I am in this situation, the contract made through Yong-Eon is still valid.]

“What… ?”

[I gain the power of an apostle without any restrictions. Instead, all the power gained by devouring four years is handed over to narrow-minded usurpation. It means that such a contract was made.]

“…”

Tarla’s eyes sharpened at Ajidahaka’s words.

In a way, it means that the narrow-minded Usurp felt threatened by Tarla, but in fact, it may not have been for that reason alone.

Although Tarla was not aware of it, she was actually a very attractive prey for evil spirits.

Isn’t it true that the powers of as many as five different evil gods have been tuned to be useful?

She believed that if she could somehow capture Tarla and absorb her power, it would be possible to be released from her seal, so her narrow-minded usurpation was willing to cost her.

Tarla, who noticed up to that point, laughed.

[It’s too late to notice now.]

“No. “It’s not over yet.”

Tarla rekindles her fighting spirit once again. She has her purpose. Because she cannot be treated like this until she is reborn as a complete life.

So the two clashed again.

***

Pow!

“Big!”

Tarla worked hard, but her results did not escape expectations.

The result is right now.

Ajidahaka’s house-sized front paws weigh down Tarla’s slender body. Although she is holding on for now with the power of her strong body, she is literally only holding on.

Let alone the strength to fight back, it is difficult to even breathe. Ajidahaka’s unfocused eyes flashed and he smiled crookedly.

The power of narrow-minded usurpation was used over and over again to defeat the opponent. Because she found out something interesting about her from Tarla, who looked through him.

[Indeed. Is that what happened? Interesting.]

“Stop talking nonsense and kill me quickly.”

[Don’t rush too much. There is one thing you need to know before you die.]

“If you’re going to die anyway, what does that mean…” .”

[No. You probably already know. In the process of recovering the curved leisure, weren’t you deeply connected to the surging blue? He must have become sensitive to Yeonmo’s feelings, so it wouldn’t make sense to not know.]

“…”

Tarla’s mouth, which had been trying to be sarcastic until the end, fell silent. At this, Ajidahaka’s face became even more distorted, as if he was happy.

[I’ll tell you even if you don’t want to hear it. You could say it was a gift on the way to the end. Of course, it is more of a gift to me than a gift to you.]

“… Stop.”

[No matter how much you deny it or pretend not to know, it’s useless. The jealousy inside you is so strong.]

“I told you to stop!”

Azida Haka continues her words, pressing down even harder on the writhing Tarla.

[Listen carefully. And die in despair. Yandel spent four years…]

That moment. Tarla unleashed her final move that she had kept hidden until now. It took longer than expected because we had to secretly prepare while fighting, but we were able to buy time thanks to Ajidahaka’s sadistic personality.

Hwaaaaa

A pitch-black shadow flows from Tarla’s entire body. It looks like he’s sweating black sweat, or like he’s being sucked into a dark slush.

In response, Ajida Haka urgently strengthened her feet, but it was a little late.

Kuuuuung-!

The ground collapsed in the shape of a giant dragon’s footprints. There was no trace left there.

It was as if he had hit the ground with nothing on it.

[Tsk. I guess I was also upset.]

Ajda Hakka clicks her tongue and looks down at the floor where Tarla was. She soon seemed to have come to a conclusion and began to slowly fly up.

[Now that I think about it, there is no set period, so there is no need to chase it. If you attack me again, I will fulfill my contract then.]

Azida Haka turned her body as she felt the narrow-minded usurpation glowing within her seal.

He didn’t listen to anyone properly, and in a way, he was the most arrogant dragon-like person.

And at the same time. Tarla somehow succeeded in retreating by mobilizing all her powers.

Arriving at Lindellheight Manor, the place her instincts told her was the safest, she squeezed her chest, not caring how her crushed ribs screamed.

“No… It can’t be…”

The mansion has regained its former beauty thanks to the thorough management of the Levantine Empire as promised to Yandel.

But Tarla couldn’t get inside her, so he just curled up under her wall and let out a painful sigh.

“Yandel likes me. It has to be that way. If not, I… Something like me…”

Insight or insight.

For her, her realization was painful.