Chapter 53 – 53. A Warrior Who Is More Devil Than Devil.

What did Ash really feel in Baria?
Margie? Traces of black magic?
I’m not sure.

Anyway, Ash, who roughly grasped the situation in the village, began to act.
It worked very well.

A few minutes after the damn thing started, a warlock appeared.
It appeared wearing a dingy black robe.

“Oops, it got caught.”

The playful man’s words were clearly audible.
Even though he was far away, he could hear what he was saying.

The warlock was deliberately letting his voice be heard.

Ash swung his holy sword at the warlock.
Silver sword rushed at him.

The bewildered warlock hurriedly rolled his body.
But I couldn’t escape the sword.

“Wow, don’t say anything and just attack? Are you a warrior?”

The black magician’s upper body and lower body were divided by swordsmanship.
Body split in half

However, the words did not stop.

“Even if it’s an alter ego, it hurts!”

The guy was an alter ego, not a body.

Ash, who saw through that, did not stop rambling.
He shot his sword in all directions and turned Varia into chaos.

Quaang! Bang-!
A hero’s blow that shatters the magic circle.
The air rumbled and the ground cracked.

Villagers hugged each other and trembled.
Limited to Baria Village, it seemed that a cataclysm had struck.

“Yo, warrior! The town is falling!”
“Our village is ruined. The hero is destroying everything!”
“I was wondering how to do this… ? I have to give a report to Baron Euteron…”

No matter what happened to Varia, Ash didn’t care.
He was fulfilling his duties as a warrior in his own way, so there was nothing to hesitate about.

Only the villagers who don’t know anything are unfair.
The village they’ve lived in all their lives collapses, and only dust blows on the land that has turned into an empty field, but nothing can be done.

In front of the cause of eradicating the warlocks, their haven was a sacrifice worthy of their willingness to sacrifice.

“Aww, stop! Stop!”

The half warlock leaps and screams.
It jumped like a fish out of water.

That was pretty creepy.

Ash never talked to the warlock.
Concentrating on his own work, he destroyed the baria.

A purple magic circle swayed.

“Oh, are you going to proceed with the summoning like this?”
“It’s an arrangement that will disappear anyway, so I’ll just have to go through it. You crazy bitch!”

Ash wields the holy sword.
It looks like he’s wielding it recklessly, but it wasn’t.

Ash’s sword was accurately bisecting the target.

“Aaaaagh! It hurts!”

The warlock’s alter ego was torn to pieces.
Ash regained his strength only after slicing his body into pieces.

The sight of blood exploding and spurting like fireworks gave me goosebumps.

“… !”

In this world based on a novel, protagonists and villains appear repeatedly.

A character that is more familiar than other supporting characters, with an excessively frivolous behavior, screaming, and a tendency to enjoy teasing others with alter egos.
It reminded me of the black magician who is alive and does not die and persistently harasses the main character, Luke.

‘Grape?’

There are no detailed settings.
Because the author didn’t tell me.

He works as a warlock belonging to Hell-Chain.
From the lowest level to the executive, he commits numerous evil deeds, and he is a villain who survives even while the Hell-Chain Warlocks are being slaughtered.

Of course, in the final battle, he was killed by Baal, the demon king he summoned.

“Are you Grape?”

Ash knew him too.
He must have had a fight with Grape in the past, so he couldn’t not know.

It was a bad relationship built over a long period of time.
If we can finish him off here, the next step will be very comfortable.

To do that, he has to somehow bring the main body…
Is it possible?

Ash, Grape’s alter ego, checked the rags and put a smile on his lips.
The moment I made up my mind, my gray hair started to turn silver.
Fluttering mana, luminescence.

A pair of pure white wings spread out.
Pure-blood Elyos are born with three pairs of wings, but Ash is not pure-blood.

Because it was of mixed blood with a human, it only had one pair of wings.
Since even that sprouts only after awakening, scenes used in actual combat are not described.

‘… Since he lived beyond the ending, he must be able to use the Elyos’ traits.’

The fact that Ash was a regressor touched his skin.

The symbol of nobility that has sprouted in response to the angel’s magical power flutters.

“Ah… !”

The villagers bowed their heads.
Brilliant light was emanating from around Ash, so it was involuntarily admirable.

“You fucking bastard.”

Not befitting the position of a higher species, thick curse words came out of Ash’s mouth, but no human being was very conscious.
Everyone was mesmerized by the descent in front of his eyes.

“Found.”

Reversely track the demonic energy being supplied to the magic circle.
A talent that only appeared in the second half of the original work, Ash used it very easily.

Grape’s carelessness wasn’t too strange.
Magi is different from normal magical power, but you probably didn’t know how to completely analyze and destroy it.

Pot-!
Ash disappeared momentarily.
After confirming Grape’s location, he showed off his high-speed movement.

Awesome-.
A crack appeared in the black dome.
It is about to break without stopping Ash’s breakthrough.

“Warrior… ?”

Ordinary humans can’t even see a trace.
A speed that is so great that human eyesight cannot keep up with it.

While the villagers looked around stupidly, an explosion could be heard in the distance.
The gooey magi gushed out like crude oil.

‘Already?’

The Ash I’d seen so far was strong enough.
To the extent that he easily killed Drake, who was set to be the strongest at the present time.

However, it seems that Ash has never been strong enough.

There was a limit to the strength expressed in writing.
It was completely different from seeing it with my own eyes.

Mountains fall in front of me and the sky shatters.
Overwhelming power can split open seas and shed thousands of blood.

Just as the delivery power of writing and painting is different, the explosion of power realized in reality…
It was absolutely amazing.

I swallowed my saliva.
I don’t know if it’s my legs shaking or the ground rumbling.

“What the hell is going on…”

The village chief of Baria muttered.
What was going on, I was curious too.

About ten minutes passed and Ash walked from afar.
He was holding something in one hand while dragging the holy sword.

“… Ash!”

Ash won against Grape.
It was a natural result, but seeing it in person made me feel strange.

What Ash was holding in his hand was Grape’s head.
Head down the neck, neatly severed.

“Hey, proceed with summoning the devil right now.”

Ash threw Grape’s head to the dirt.
The head of a man rolled over.

“Oh, how did you beat me? Why are you so strong?!”

Grape wriggled with his throat cut.
It must have been the main body, not an alter ego, but it was still alive.

Ash said, stomping on Grape’s head.

“Summon the devil, won’t you?”
“… Why does the hero want to summon a demon? I don’t understand?”

Grape was genuinely curious.
His voice was full of doubts.

Grape’s common sense would never understand.
As Ash is a regressor who went through Grape in the past, how can he understand the fact that he was trying to destroy himself from an early age?

“Shut up your mouth.”
“Turn it off… ! You put dirt in your mouth!”
“Are you going to summon the devil or not?”

If you don’t summon demons, there’s nothing more to see.
I just leave after killing Grape completely.

‘I just need to find the devil somewhere else.’

Since the monster called Grape has been removed, the next action will be much easier.
The number of victims will be greatly reduced…
This situation itself was beneficial in many ways.

“Summon me… ?”
“I will not? Then just die like this.”
“… Me, I’m not dying He has an immortal body!”
“I’ll have to die once.”

Grape gave off a fucking glow.
He wouldn’t die anyway, he screamed.

Ash aimed the holy sword at Grape Head.
Silver magic light, overflowing energy.

Grape is not immortal.
It had a special power than others, but it was not invincible.

“…”

Grape’s movements stopped.
It seems that I suddenly thought that this is not the case.

“Cow, summon!”

Because Ash messed up, the sacrifice summoning magic circle is collapsing.
Grape urgently proceeded to summon the sacrifice in order to survive.

The quiver in the air turned.
The cracks in the dome are filled, and the purple magic circle vibrates.

“Sacrifices… !”
“I brought a few of them, but that will be enough, right?”

Blood collects in the center of the magic circle.

Ash showed Grape four human larvae.
Grape wriggled with a bewildered face.

It seemed like enough.

“If there is a hint that the villagers are being sacrificed here, I will kill them right away.”
“… Will it save me if I do what it says? It’s not!”

Grape wants to live.
He gets angry at Ash.

Ash shrugged her shoulders and replied roughly.

“It could be saved, no one knows. So, do you want to die?”
“… Fuck… !”

Grape gnashed his teeth.
Bap bap bap bap, a bloody sound could be heard from here.

Ugh-.

The magic circle rings.
Cries.

“Quaaaaagh! Warrior! Hero, please save me!”
“I won’t do that again! I will live kindly, so please, keaaaaak!”

Human caterpillars screamed.
In terrible agony, he became a victim of demon summoning and was eaten.

“Uh, uh…”

The villagers looked at the sight and hated it.
He took a couple of steps back with a frightened face.

The look in Ash’s eyes was full of fear.

Who is the warrior and who is the devil.
To be honest, I couldn’t tell the difference.

“… I will dedicate all the magic I’ve collected so far! Hero, no matter how strong you are, you won’t be able to catch the devil alone! I will make you regret giving me a chance!”

Demonic energy flowed from Grape’s head.
A magic circle that devours it.
Before long, a crack forms under the black dome.

Jjeouk-.
The demon’s arm squeezed through the space and crawled out.

─ I listened to the summoner’s wishes and desires.

The devil’s voice echoed through Baria Village.
The villagers who faced the devil began to faint one by one.

‘Fuck, it’s not a joke… ?’

A primal fear consumed my body.
Can you really hunt the devil?

I glanced at Ash.
Contrary to my worries, Ash was digging his ears with a sullen face.
These feelings I was feeling were funny.