Chapter 477 – Opening the Door

Clink──!!!

The landscape containing the dark forest was shattered into pieces.

A world that opened in an instant, centered around Roman.

The image opened outward, engulfing and transforming the space.

“···.”

From Albireo’s perspective, it was a situation where he couldn’t manage his facial expressions for the first time in a long time.

It’s literally a sight that you can’t help but stare at in silence.

Charuk ─!

“!”

As soon as the chain in Roman’s hand rang, Albireo’s mind was forcibly awakened.

Intuition that it is dangerous to approach or stick close.

I reflexively used black magic to increase the distance between Roman and the unidentified women as much as possible.

I was alert and checked my surroundings.

‘How can a short-lived species do this on its own?’

Heaven and earth flowing with dark red energy and a cracked cliff.

The huge blade of destruction and evil that is stuck in between them has reached the heavens of holiness. The chain, which was born with the purpose of restraint, feels like it has a power that goes beyond recognition.

– ■■···!

– ■, ■■! ■■■!!!

– ■■■! ■■?!

Albireo was not the only one who was embarrassed. The demons connected to him are excited with various emotions.

Negative elements such as fear, concern, and surprise are clearly felt.

‘Control and leadership of space was completely lost.’

If Albireo had seen this place in pictures, he might have thought it was pandemonium.

The energy that touches the skin is different. It’s even sacred in some way.

You can tell because Albireo is forced to step on the line to the next level by the power of the great devils.

This situation is not a special magic thing. It is definitely not an artifact. Furthermore, it’s not even the protection of the goddess I was guarding against.

‘···.’

It’s hard to believe, but the answer is obvious.

That man is trying to achieve the foundation of his secret wish that he burned his whole life to achieve in less than 30 years.

Neither Roman nor Albireo himself have completely overcome the wall, but it was obvious that Roman had come closer to transcendence than himself in an instant.

For Roman, who stands on the brink of destruction on his own, all he needs is time.

“Ah…”

When I look at Roman, I feel angry, as if a fireball is burning in my chest. His teeth are grinding, and his hands are shaking.

Unlike just before, where I calmly weighed the profits and losses, wielded a sword, and used magic, my heartfelt emotions soar.

The jealousy that a world-renowned genius named Albireo feels for the first time in hundreds of years of life.

We know that absurdity is an essential foundation that the world should not fall into. I also know that the warlocks I have met must have felt this way as well.

I know, but when I was put in that position, I felt like my spirit would be broken.

‘How much effort did I put in to get here…’

Pudduk ─.

My teeth feel like they’re going to break apart due to jealousy and anger. The time invested and sacrificed so far filled my mind.

Roman and the mediator only have a superficial understanding of what Albireo wants to achieve.

Of course, the only person who really knows is that person.

Since I was in a position of being ostracized, there was no expectation of being understood. There was not even an attempt to share or inform the world of information.

Don’t just talk about it, everything has to be proven with results.

A fragment of the goddess called saint and the source of divine power and the image of a miracle.

Their interpretation and understanding is the key to removing the shield blocking invasion from another dimension.

It becomes an irresistible bait for great evils seeking to advance into and dominate the fragile world.

If so.

As a result, does Albireo himself plan to hand over this world to the great devils?

No. He has no plans to place dominant figures on his head.

So is what you want simply the destruction of the world?

The answer to that is absolutely no. Albireo likes this continent and the world. However, he believes that logic is lacking, and that providence needs improvement.

What Albireo wanted was simple.

By pushing away the goddess who was struggling due to lack of strength due to creation, she became the god and person in charge of this world. Transforming the world into an ideal form.

He decides what is right and wrong and imposes rules and coercion on everyone.

The button and pillar of the first beginning is the transcendence of escaping mortality.

Albireo realized this a long time ago when he was studying a space called Pandemonium with a mediator.

On this soft continent, there has yet to be a demi-god or a god who challenges the authority of the goddess.

Even angels are merely private soldiers and weapons of the goddess without individual reason or wisdom.

The reason is that the dimension itself has a ridiculously short history compared to other worlds. This is because, unlike demons, they are made up of mortals wearing the shackles of lifespan.

It’s like that even now.

See, this weak world is powerless, unable to defy the Goddess who closes her eyes or challenge the laws of the world.

In the dimension called Pandemonium, great demons are in charge, but that is not possible in this world.

In order for the world to truly head down the right path, Albireo himself must get into a position where he can push away his goddess. You have to take off her handcuffs and get out of her shackles.

Arrogant. Arrogant It’s crazy. Even if one points one’s finger at him, Albireo believes that there is no one more suitable for ruling based on domination than him.

Like this.

What Albireo wanted was simple enough to be summarized in one line, but the preparations and methods for realizing it were very complex.

From the point where the high-ranking devils’ interpretation of the text was over, Albireo’s only options were thorny paths and fiery pits.

Since the other party was no different from illiterate, it was certain that he would be deceived if he signed a contract, but Roman became a target that stimulated the interest of the great devils, and he got off to a great start compared to his shortcomings.

There were many arch-devils who wanted Roman’s soul, so competition broke out, and it was possible to get the arch-devils’ favor with just a verbal contract.

If you win by using this power, Roman’s soul, including the remains of the saint who only gave you a taste, will be transferred to Pandemonium.

If you look at the conditions, it would be no different from a thief selling out the world, but I prepared a way to stop it.

In any case, the devils will only want to deceive them in the end, and Albireo himself is also trying to rip off the devils.

In theory, a solution is possible if you push away the goddess as much as possible with the sense of transcendence you feel now.

‘The saint becomes the key to this dimension only when the goddess is seated.’

If Albireo drives out the goddess and becomes the master of the dimension, the cracks in the world will be transformed into Albireo’s power.

By keeping the contract to hand over the saint created by the goddess, this space can be maintained without being invaded.

Afterward, he even had the confidence to completely lock down this world and become independent.

First, the starting point of this whole plan is the premise of defeating Roman.

‘Kill.’

Albireo, whose body was dominated by death, stretched out his right hand and began chanting black magic.

*****

After seeing Albireo widening the distance in an instant, the two shifted their gaze to Roman.

“Lord, master! Are you okay?!”

“I was nervous while watching it.”

Unlike Gleipnir, who was unable to hug Roman as usual due to his serious physical condition and maintained a hesitant attitude, Rakshasa sensed that it was his turn and placed a small hand on Roman’s back.

“Kuhuhu, Lord Roman… No, the master is excellent at pushing and pulling the lady’s heart.”

A pure white flame burned from Rakshasa’s hand, burning the pieces of Naberius and Amon within her body.

The solidified mana naturally began to flow.

“Ha! Huu…!”

Breathing that was blocked also becomes easier.

My dim eyes return, and my whole body begins to feel better.

Only then did Roman see clearly what he had done.

‘···I did it.’

Just as Musin showed.

He succeeded in interfering with the world and others by opening the door to the outside of his cherished image and microcosm.

“Nir. You can do it now.”

“Yes!”

Squeak! Come on!

Thin, thread-like chains close open wounds and even fill gaping penetrating wounds, then turn into flesh and seep into it.

Roman smiled at his now more comfortable physical condition.

“Thank you.”

“Hehe, hehe…”

A rakshasa stuck its head into the side of Gleipnir, who blushed at a single word.

Because now is not the time to laugh in this mood.

“Master. Of course, it is not time to feel safe yet.”

“Yes.”

What if I had met Albireo at this stage from the beginning?

Even though I received first aid, my body is completely upset, and my stamina is at an absolute low. If you are hit by the same powerful black magic as before one more time, death is certain.

Nevertheless, it must be done.

That is ──.

Seeing Albireo stretching out his right arm and moving his mouth.

Roman raised his weapon and took a stance to close the distance.

“We’ll help you!”

“I think now I can show the true value of this Rakshasa and Nir.”

I don’t know how Gleipnir and Rakshasa are trying to help. Just trust.

“Please do me a favor.”

Roman left a single word and kicked the ground.

Thud! Ringing sound and narrowing distance.

It’s going so fast that it’s incomparable to when I was in good shape, even though I was in no better condition than a rag.

Peeing─!

Baal’s arm reacted quickly.

The rakshasa that flew in with the force of piercing grazed Albireo’s cheek, creating a stab wound.

“···!”

Albireo narrowed his eyes at the wound that was emitting white smoke.

Roman turned his body around and landed on the floor.

Albireo’s judgment was quick. He realized that he could not defeat Roman with just one arm containing the essence of the sword.

No matter how excellent the trajectory and speed are, there are limitations to swordplay that cannot be based on additional factors such as footwork, center of gravity, distance, and limb irregularities.

The sword of Baal focuses on defense, not attack.

“Tsk…”

As Albireo clicked his tongue and used magic to widen the distance, Roman continued to follow.

Avoid and be wary of incoming black magic, even if it is small things.

‘If you increase the number of wounds here, you will really die.’

From Roman’s perspective, it felt like if he got hit by even one big object, it would be over.

A sense that there are only a few opportunities to create mana with the floor visible.

They created extreme tension and led to the best concentration.

– Paradise Lost, Mysterious Land, The Army of the East…

Qarring───!!!

Dark red thunder fell on Albireo, who was chanting for a strike.

“Ugh…!”

When I opened my mouth in pain, black smoke like charcoal came out.

The aura that permeated my entire body caused eye-popping pain.

Kaang!

Baal’s sword barely blocked Roman, who rushed at him while he was in a daze.

“Damn…”

Albireo continued to move, abandoning his disheveled chant.

It was recognized that Roman was not the only one to pay attention to the unexpected changes felt during the hectic fight.

My eyes were busy.

She captured women who showed some extraordinary energy.

By their hands.

Ting! Ting! Ting! Ting!

She saw the chains holding her giant sword break.