Chapter 258 – Not a Champion

[Ahh! My eyes again!!]

As his own third pupil exploded, the sea roared like a hurricane in the mind waves emitted by the Eldritch howling in pain.

‘This is impossible! How dare you, how dare you smash three of my demonic eyes! At most two humans!’

Even in the ancient era, when there were many heroes, there was no one who had more than 3 eldritch magic eyes. No, no mortal could have dared to imagine such a thing.

In the first place, the Mystic Eye is not neutralized simply by bursting it. The magic eye of the seal was created by Rich Harmon with the power of the demon king that he had been bestowed by the demon king, and it was something close to the treasure of the demon king.

Because of this, even if it is destroyed with physical force, the power does not disappear. Rather, the magic derived from the power of the demon king strengthens the magic and power of the eldritch.

Even at this moment, the power of the demon king contained in the three pupils permeates the body of the Eldritch, and I can feel the powerful power and authority that is incomparable to the Eldritch of the past flowing through my veins.

That power and authority would of course be revealed in their presence, and if the gap was this overwhelming, it would be normal for those two humans to notice and be afraid.

By the way, by the way.

“Okay, destroy the 3rd one, now the 4th phase will start. From now on, you have to use the holy sword together to get an effective hit, so keep that in mind.”
“Huh-huh, I know, the battle is easier than I imagined because you really just do what Artin said, right?”
“Well, that’s the strategy I came up with. Of course it is easy.”
[Still so arrogant…! These arrogant bastards!!!]

What the hell is that loose look? Even after witnessing this overwhelming power, the hero and his companions did not show any signs of being frightened.

‘According to the contents of the conversation, it seems that Artin is in overall command of this battle, but does he really have an eye for prophecy? I must have obtained the dead Odin’s eye.’

His master His, Harmon, was right. That man is dangerous
It’s been less than two months since I heard that they fought at the risk of their lives against Shirka, but now it’s strange that the two of them have the strength to face the corps commander.
His fighting style his is as seasoned as that of an old knight who has won battles, and his judgment his is so accurate that you cannot think of him as a child. What if we grow more here? At that time, I might be able to really aim for the head of my family.

[…Whoa. Admit it, you guys are stronger than I imagined, unlike normal humans like bugs.]
“What, why did you suddenly calm down?”

When Eldritch, who had calmed down his rage just now, let out a calm mental wave, Artin and Karen, who were preparing for the next phase, looked puzzled.

[So I’ll treat you seriously, I’ll acknowledge you as equals to me, and I’ll do my best to kill you with all of the Eldritch who eats the light.]
“Uh? Wait, this new guy…”

The moment Artin noticed the disparate situation, the figure of Eldritch disappeared from their sight. As Karen blinked in embarrassment at the sight, a black shadow appeared behind Karen.

Wow–!!

At the same time, Artin, who jumped through space with Blink, lifted up the shield enveloping Karen, and a terrible sound resounded as the muscles, blood vessels, and bones in his arms his exploded and shattered at the same time. Even with the supreme shield that reduced all impacts to 1/10, the superhuman body could not handle the force and was destroyed.

“Artin!!”

Even at the moment Mephisto and Karen screamed at the same time, Eldritch struck down Artin’s shield with invisible speed. The blow that it strikes with the intention of killing one by one is powerful enough to be compared to the power of Hecaton Kale, which can catch and throw mountains.

Crazy asshole, you only have 3 pupils, but you start the last phase? Artin Ludwig did not let go of his shield even as he cursed inwardly.

Perhaps thanks to the contract with Sardiel and Mephisto, his body did not stop being reconstructed even as it was smashed in real time. The time that could be earned with that was only about 3 seconds, but those 3 seconds now saved the lives of Artin and Karen.

“This, dog-like bastard——!!!”

Holding the holy sword Elentar and the sword of Artin in both hands, Karen swung a slash at Eldritch. If there were people with good dynamic vision who could see the whole thing, they might have admired it as being elegant, like a sword dance.

However, the trajectory drawn by that sword was sharp. The slash, like the brush strokes of a painting, is deadly and sharp enough to save the opponent’s life with just one stroke. To the extent that even Eldritch, who was an immortal lich and had released the power of the demon king, could not stand the attack and had to step back.

“Are you okay, Artin? The condition…!”
“Don’t be offended! This is the final phase. That bastard, gave up the magic eye of the seal and concentrated all power into power!”
[To realize that far, he’s a guy you shouldn’t take lightly.]

In fact, the five pupils floating on Eldritch’s back had already disappeared. In return for giving up the magic eye of the seal that boasts overwhelming obstructive ability, the Eldritch gained the power of a top-level corps commander or higher, even for a moment.

[I will change the goal again, the hero and the rest of the humans can do anything. Artin Ludwig, let me take your life!]
“Fuck, thank you so much for that! Mephisto!”
“Yes! I’m already ready!”

Mephisto, who appeared from behind, took out a syringe prepared in advance from the imaginary space and injected it into Artin’s body, and the elixir contained in it began to flow through Artin’s body through the blood vessels.

When the Eldritch, who couldn’t miss the chance, rushed again, this time Karen blocked it from the front, blocking the heavy claws and magical bombardment, awakening the power of the dragon.

‘Damn it, I shouldn’t have entered the final phase yet, can I physically inflict a fatal wound right now?’

If it was Artin in the 4th playthrough, he would have been grateful for sealing the demonic eye and would have fought from the front and suppressed it with force, but now he can’t. This is because no matter how much doping, it was impossible to actually implement the prime days.

Summon Mephisto’s main body? However, even so, compared to the main body, Mephisto’s current power is like a speck of dust in front of Mt. Rather than that, I think it would be directly helpful to show up and assist as I do now.

“Great. After all, you want to go to a mud fight, right?”

However, Artin was not discouraged. No, I was rather grateful. Isn’t the fight that grievously bites and stretches a battle method that has been used as a long term since the 2nd round?

“Let’s do it, who wins. If you go all the way to the end, I will win.”

If you can’t prepare for this kind of situation, you don’t deserve to be called a deceased person. Artin took out more than 10 types of weapons from his inventory of his.

A hero’s bow that shot down the black sun.
The dragon slayer’s greatsword that slashed the dragon’s head.
The sword of the Dowang, who was said to have decapitated the commander of the corps alone before the Heavenly Demon.
Besides that, numerous heroes’ weapons were used as symbols of former glory in the academy’s museum.
As he lifted up those powerful artifacts that unqualified people couldn’t hold, Artin’s worries came to mind.

‘I don’t think I can return these. How many swords will be left at the end of the battle?’

──After an arrogant and justifiable thought that only Artin, confident in his strength, could do, Artin jumped into the Eldritch without hesitation. A battle took place.

Because of that fierce battle, Artin didn’t even notice the status window that passed in front of his eyes his for a moment.

──Teeling!

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[Keuouk…!]

Eldritch’s body collapsed with the death rage. There is not even a handful of demonic energy left, let alone the power of the demon king to maintain that body.

It was an oxymoron. Does it make sense that neither the demons nor the powers of the demon king can be used in the demon king’s territory filled with demon power, inside the demon king castle protected by the demon king’s power?

Eldritch had laughed inwardly when he heard the news of the death of the corps commander and his followers before, but now he understood the situation of those who had already died.

Power and authority, in the end, what holds them is the vessel of the user’s mind and body. However, at this moment, the Eldritch had neither the body to contain its power nor the mental strength to wield its authority his.

Instead, only a sense of defeat, fear, and surrender occupied its mind his. It was a weak way of thinking that would burn his soul if my lord knew about it, but now even the rage of his lord his, Harmon, seemed insignificant compared to the human in front of him.

“Whoa… Is it over? Anything more to show?”

The semi-humans stood up, catching their breath, even after making several puddles of their own blood. Unlike himself, who gave up and succumbed to his resistance his, fighting spirit was still alive in those eyes.

[Who are you… Are you, are you a human being? How could a mere human have this much power…?]

The power of the eldritch who absorbed the power of the dead family is literally comparable to that of the four great families.

In addition, unlike other members of the family or the commander of the corps, the Eldritch fought in the middle of the demon castle, which could also be called the temple of the demon king. His own power His now would be comparable to that of a higher demon in hell or an archangel in heaven.

Even with all his might and power his, he was unable to kill the human in front of him. I couldn’t believe that it was I who was defeated and succumbed after a fierce battle in which each other took out all their strength.

“Cool, the Harmons are coming soon, I’m glad Decoy bought me enough time… “

[Wait, answer me! How did you get that much power! Why do you fight against us with such power? I will give you the world, I will give you all the lands of men! Hold hands with us and the world […

Crisp! Richie’s skull, which was emitting a terrified mental wave, was shattered into powder by the flying ax.

“What are you talking about earlier, your head hurts from ringing. Coke! Coke.”

Picking up the ax handle, the man coughed bloody and caressed the potion belt at his waist.

“Oh, damn it. I’ve run out of elixirs. Was that the last time?”

Touching the empty potion belt, the man gnashed his teeth. It was because the five bottles of elixir, which had saved his life several times during the long battle that lasted over a year, finally ran out.

“If I could fight while drinking the elixir, I would have no wish. If that were the case, I would have finished this thing half a year ago.”

Swallowing regret, thinking, “I should have divided the drink into smaller portions,” The man slowly climbed the stairs guarded by Richie.

“But it’s the end soon, the Demon King’s bedroom is right in front of you… “

Even with blood-blurred vision, the man did not stop his steps.
Even behind the lich, I walked forward, slicing through the monsters and guards who constantly blocked my way.
The red road, like a red carpet embroidered with red carpets, stretched out to the devil’s bedroom, moving forward.

“The goal is right in front of you now.”
Awesome! The head of a demon fell to the floor.

“Yeah, I promised Agnes that I would go back… What kind of expression will I make?”
Awesome! The witch’s head exploded.

“If I kill them all, I will be able to return to you. To all of you who remember me… “
Fu-wook! A giant’s heart was caught on the tip of a spear and flew through the air.

When the man finally reached the place where the demon king was sealed, the corpses of demons and demons looked like books floating in a river of blood.

Over the past year, he has slaughtered more than half of the Demon King’s forces alone.
He single-handedly killed the commander of the Demon King’s army and his subordinates his,
This man, like a nightmare and a legend, has achieved more than anyone could have accomplished as an individual.

──He wasn’t a hero.
Just for that alone, the man could not achieve his wish despite all his achievements his.
It was a pitiful thing.