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Chapter 5.04
"Hey, hey. Your knees are bruised, hero! You're serious. Even an old lady with a chihuahua in Central Park is more into it, you know?
f*ck you!
Elias swung his two-handed sword, which felt so heavy that it felt like a mountain itself, and almost staggered to his left, stomping his left foot. It was utterly frustrating, but Leonardo wasn't wrong in pointing this out. Even a newborn fawn would walk a little more respectably.
Rather than swinging down, he swung the great fairy sword
Elias frowned at the resistance as if his whole body was immersed in water. The resistance increased in intensity of restraint with each passing moment, and although the mere act of swinging the sword down was enough, it was as if he was moving in lead. As a result, Elias's attack was a poor blow, like a child wielding it for fun, and it cut Leonardo's HP by half of one percent.
Leonardo, whose only expression was glittering, but whose entire body was stained with mud and dust, also seemed to be at the extreme end of fatigue, and Elias' attack had the effect of pushing Leonardo away with its weight rather than slashing him. I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make the most of it.
''No damage at all, Blade Mancer.
Look at your website, Frogman!
Shouting back with a gasp, Elias stabbed his two-handed sword into the rock. He couldn't even stand, and he leaned back on his weight to catch his breath.
Leonardo's HP was running low.
Even though they are both mired in mud, the numbers alone seem to promise an overwhelming victory for Elias. But that's a superficial fact. In order to cut down the remaining twenty-five percent of his HP to this point, Elias had to repeat the attack for more than an hour. I'm sure you'll be pleased to know that I'm not the only one.
I could fight with fury until I had about ten percent of my HP left.
After that, every percent is a challenge like digging through a giant steel bedrock with your bare hands, and the only thing that moves Elias is now willpower.
No longer knowing what he's here for, Elias stands here, clinging desperately to the rock in the torrent, with only the single thought of getting past the curse.
The movement of his body is obviously getting worse and worse, and his declining mobility is just too much for my eyes. It's not just a matter of time before you get to the point where you'll be able to see the results.
I don't know why, but right now Elias seems to have overcome that limitation. I'm sure you'll be able to find a great deal more to say about it. But at the same time, it is clear that the "fairy curse" has not been lifted. It's also clear from this inconvenience that constricts Elias.
Leonardo just continues to receive such an attack from Elias!
It is probably not an easy task. The adventurers, who wear well-honed martial arts, have a half-unconscious instinct to avoid attacks. It's not just a matter of time before you're able to get the job done.
It's a good idea to be able to have a good time with them. You have to expose yourself before that. You'll have to suppress your fears and you'll be in extreme pain.
Even Elias is aware of this situation.
Hundreds of attacks and defenses in a liminal environment with diminished damage were continued. That was enough times for them to communicate their innermost thoughts to each other.
''Hey, Hero (Elias). How long have you been unconscious?
....
Elias was at a loss for words.
Leonardo was right, the cloudiness of his mind was now almost imperceptible.
Although he occasionally had a headache, the memory of his own being taunted by the female monster called Yoren Sennyou and turning on his friends was vivid.
Even if you were manipulated, the very act of being manipulated is a humiliation and guilt that can burn your lungs. What's more, the fact that he wasn't just being manipulated, and the words that spilled out were Elias' own inferiority complex that was smoldering in his chest, was even worse.
The inability to stop fighting was only wilful in the extreme.
It's fair to say that he was fascinated by the damage he was doing, beyond the curse he'd been inflicting (twenty-five percent).
However, Elias, who was able to see through it, let go of even the offense and defense he had been carrying on until now and slumped down.
''Leonardo........''
I don't mind. Don't give me that look.
Leonardo stretched out his chest with wounds all over his body and then staggered up to him and drove his fist into Elias' cheek.
It was a punch that didn't happen.
He didn't have a hip, his thumb was clenched in his raised fist, and he was, to put it bluntly, an amateur. But I didn't have the strength to avoid such a punch, and Elias, having eaten it unceremoniously, staggered a few steps and fell. He tried to catch himself, but his whole body was slow to react, and he rolled from his face to the ground. I got a thin smile at such a ridiculous me.
'Well,'
I'm not sure I'm going to...
Elias fell to the ground like a deadly boy, and when he gave up hope that he didn't have the strength to get up intact, he only succeeded in forcing his body to lie on its back.
His whole body felt as hot as if he had been burned, and in that sense, the cold stalactite floor was comforting. This heat was his own foolishness, and the earth seemed to be gently condemning him for it.
'That's a terrible punch. .... like an amateur.
Hmm.
I was a horrible hater, as I said.
I caused so much trouble, I even tried to kill you, and the only one to blame is myself, but Elias can't even honestly apologize. After all, the "fairy curse" is still binding Elias at this moment. It's a very good idea to have a good idea of what you're looking for, and if you do, you haven't even been able to complete the attack. It's a good idea to be able to have a good time with them.
The sense of inferiority and regret for the curse and the regret that sears him like heavy oil still bind Elias to the depths of darkness.
It is true that he was seduced by the Lotus Immortal Woman, but Elias himself knows that this is not the true reason. The proof of this is that even when the feverishness is over, the bad feelings, like pus, which are achingly strong, do not disappear.
Leonardo let out a thick sigh as he sat down on the rocky floor near Elias with a cautious gesture of concern for every knot in his body; from a HP perspective, Leonardo is much closer to "death" than Elias is.
Elias has about ten percent left, but Leonardo has less than two percent. I guess you could say that he is dying.
Of course, HP expresses the strength to withstand injury or damage, and has nothing to do with stamina or accumulated fatigue. Therefore, their exhaustion was not directly caused by HP, but if so, there was little difference between them in this critical situation.
Why did you go along with this foolishness?
Elias asked.
Leonardo could have ended Elias' life a hundred times if he wanted to. The last ten percent of Leonardo's HP was ten thousand miles away for Elias, but that of Elias should not have been so for Leonardo.
In a single blow, if not in a single breath, he could have uprooted it in the space of a second breath. Leonardo had been holding the weapon at the beginning, but eventually he'd gone along with Elias' desperation, even as he sheathed it.
It was an unintelligible and inexplicable action.
Leonardo's eyes widened slightly at the question, and he sighed with a shrug. His attitude was so ridiculous that Elias was ashamed of himself, as if to say, "What are you talking about, dumbass?
He didn't think he was smart, but he was probably a fool at heart.
After this incident, Elias had become quite disgusted with himself.
He wanted to burn himself to ashes, after all those years of being flattered that he was the hero of the Old Ones, the most powerful knight in the world. It's not just a matter of time before you'll be able to save your fellow man or save the Earthmen, it's an unworthy, almost inexcusable sin.
But then Leonardo told him something he hadn't expected.
You've already broken this 'fairy curse'.
Elias, who was taken aback, forgot about the pain and fatigue and sprang up on his upper body, writhing in too much pain, "That's not true--! I protested. Even if most of it was nothing more than a groan.
''You've cut our HP by over twenty-five percent and you've cut it even further.
That being said, you could certainly say that some of the curse has been loosened.
But it's not that simple.
Leonardo doesn't know anything - even though he realizes that the argument itself is a pompous thought that makes him look down on Leonardo, Elias's mind cannot stop justifying that kind of self-justification. It's not just a matter of time before you'll be able to find a way out, but also of time before you'll be able to find a way out.
"I can't catch up with you at that speed... you can't do anything with it.
So, unable to meet Leonardo's gaze, he averted his gaze and shouted at the top of his lungs.
It was the very attitude of deceitfulness that a cornered loser takes.
''I see.''
Leonardo doesn't seem to care about Elias' bravado.
The light coming in from somewhere has already turned indigo red to signal the end of the day.
The light is slowly fading and the cave is slowly getting darker, and the mysterious light is illuminated by the heat of battle from each other's magic tools.
Elias didn't even know what to do, and there was nothing he could say.
''--Is Elias's wish to kill someone in the first place? You have Elias you want to kill and you want to throw away the curse you can't kill?
...What?
Leonardo's question was understandable as a word, but Elias failed to capture its meaning. He didn't know what Leonardo was asking.
Do you want to kill someone?
For example|You want to kill Leonardo? [...,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,]
It's not true.
It shouldn't be.
Then why was I trying to get rid of this curse?
To protect my people, my people.
Something was strangely twisted.
Elias, who had managed to lean his upper body against a large rock, stared at his scarred palms, covered in mud and blood. Familiar, but dirty hands. He didn't know what was going on, even though he was told that. Maybe it was the lingering heat from the battle, but I couldn't guess what Leonardo was trying to say.
I was annoyed with myself for being so clumsy, but my general fatigue wouldn't allow me to be free either.
'I've never met one, but is that what fairies do? What did the elf order Elias to do that for? |I'm not sure if it's really a curse or not. ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,...
It's a curse, isn't it?
Chewing on the words and slowly understanding them, Elias looked at Leonardo as if he had been played.
It was a possibility he hadn't even thought about once and looked at.
The Curse of the Fairy is a part of Elias, he didn't even feel that it was a component (part) that was already familiar and inseparable, he wasn't even aware of it.
Then what in the world is this handicap?
Binding Elias and tasting his disappointment and loss, what is this if not a curse?
'Yeah. We don't call it a curse, in our circles. --It's the crystallization of Elias's vow. You're not incapable of killing, Elias. That's the one thing I know about you. You wouldn't want to kill anyone, so you kept a vow. It's not just the monsters. The Earthmen, the Adventurers, the Old Ones.
It was not a word.
What was spun from Leonardo's mouth was decidedly not words.
It was something of a higher dimension, something quiet but with enormous energy.
Unwittingly, Elias put all his strength into his body, opened his eyes, and waited for the rest of the story.
"Remember," said the red-nosed Princess Rubiance. You could have killed all the mercenaries under her command that day and gotten away with it. We were that close. But you chose to be a hostage and not to fight. You didn't kill Elias Huckblade because you didn't want to give in to the curse. He didn't kill you because he didn't want to.
That's right.
How long had I been losing it?
The point went through Elias like a revelation.
Elias wished to be unkillable.
He would have chosen a more difficult path than the salvation of stomping someone to death.
The reason why Elias had learned the fairy sword was because he had stared that the skill had the ability to solve the situation without killing the opponent.
What Elias encountered in Leonardo's words was the determined footprints of his own young self that he had walked in. It had been forgotten and assumed that it hadn't been there from the beginning, but looking back, it had gone from his own feet to the past.
That's what I know. I know your story," he said, "and I read it. I'm rooting for you more than you are.
Ah.......... Aaah.........
Before I knew it, Elias was crying.
He was sobbing miserably.
The strongest of the ancient species was sobbing without hesitation.
If that's the case, what a mistake we've made.
If so, what a detour we've taken.
But the regret wasn't the same as the blame that had tormented me earlier.
It was a gentle remorse for what had been illuminated, but it was the pain of acceptance that was needed to follow in their footsteps into the future.
That's your Gesh," he said. It's your power to make it happen. Don't hate yourself for thinking it's a curse.
Dazzling light flooded out of Elias's left arm and spread out in a swirl of rainbow-colored light. It penetrated the bedrock, permeated the earth, healed the broken trees, healed the wounded little mountain animals, and then it floated up beyond the sky, looking up at the dusk dawn star.
The curse was a thin and fragile thing.
They are as fragile as a string of twisted paper rather than an iron chain, so fragile that they will break if you doubt them.
Now Elias is freed from that.
Now Elias is free of that, and he has regained the vow he had made from the start.
◆ Chapter 5.05.
When Krusty and|Fahdiao arrived at the brightly lit room, Kanami and the rest of the group had already finished gathering.
The room was located at the end of the hard walls of the underground ruins, tightly structured in straight lines. It was a subterranean floor made up of halls and narrow passageways that only looked out, stairways with multiple turns, and dead ends with cluttered piles of magical equipment made of metal.
(The ruins of a modern building of some sort, a broadcast station?)
Krusty took a look around.
The Chinese one, I believe, was called the 'Television Tower'.
A wise voice led him to the back, where he found Kanami excitedly touching up all over the ruins. She was carrying around an indigo-haired, samurai-like girl with indigo hair, tapping on the walls, examining desks, and posing with her hand on her chin in front of the magic tools.
By the wall, Elias, who had attacked Krusty, and a man in a full green suit are sitting in a state of exhaustion.
From the looks of it, those four men must be the traveling party Kanami was talking about. It was understandable, but the contrast between the two women (mainly Kanami) in their glamour and the two tired men was brutal.
Krusty concluded that it would be appropriate to avoid getting involved.
'Yo, that was a disaster,'
Juhuang-sama.
|Fade-diao jumped up and greeted her. This wild-looking man, as she called him, was Juhuang (Juhuang). From Krusty's point of view, he was one of the few acquaintances on this server.
''It's been a while. How have you been? Wolf-kun Mountain is a mess....
Oh. I'm aware of that. We fought a man of letters, too.
Yeah. I'm sorry, I don't know.
Hua Diao (Fardejao) was so horrified that she bowed her head repeatedly. Krusty laughed lowly at her, which was hilarious, but she spotted him and gave him a protesting look.
''Isn't there something going on out in the mountains?''
Oh, yeah. But you've changed your tune.
Crusty asked in order to dodge the subject, but apparently even that appearance was taken as a difference in atmosphere by Chu Hwan. If he only knew what she looked like when she thought she was on vacation in the Temple of the White Peach, she would feel uncomfortable with her current fully armed appearance. Krusty took it as such.
The commotion had not subsided.
Kanami and the rest of the group were curiously groping and slumped over, but even now, some adventurers wearing the same armor as Chu Juan were hiding and hunting the moon rabbit from the passage.
The individual monsters that appear are not so threatening, so it's nothing to worry about if you deal with them calmly, but with the density of the previous one, it's quite dangerous.
I asked a question because of this current situation, and it seems that it was a sharper point than Krusty had thought.
''You guessed it. ........It's a terrible situation. The mountains have collapsed and the demons have poured out. There are even raid monsters out there, and the Red King Faction's people have been wiped out. The city's people will also come to this mountain to hunt them down. I thought it was a ritual for the zen ceremony, but I guess that's not all there is to it, what the hell is going on here?
Come on.
Crusty shrugged at Juhuang, who stated this with a dark expression. Although I appreciate the peripheral information, I don't have any insight into it.
I asked about the Fei Zhen ceremony, and according to Hua Diao, it is a ceremony to report the ruler of the earthly world to heaven. The king who rules the vicinity announces it to Kunlun with a magical device in the sacred land.
This information is almost identical to the Hozen ceremony in Krusty's classical knowledge. I'm sure there is no problem in assuming that it is generally correct.
If that's the case, then it's convenient, Krusty gloated.
It meant that there was still a path left to the West King Mother.
''Lord Xiankun........''
Hua Diao (Fardejao) muttered.
Her anxious eyes wavered.
''Sen--Krusty-sama.
After hesitating a few times, the question that was asked with intent was such.
→ A hermaphrodite is a hermaphrodite.
→ Naturally (it's just tautology).
→The answer is, "Yes, she is.
→Why do you ask such a question?
→The flower marten (fardiao) is an official of heaven.
→ That means that he is a subordinate of the hermit.
→ Fear of continuous punishment?
→It's possible.
→There is a persistent misconception that Krusty is an ancient species.
→Fear that they may change and cause damage to the surrounding area.
↑Even if he doesn't change, won't he eventually bring it about?
→ Possibly.
→ Fears that I might be made to participate in some kind of evil.
-> Snacking?
↑I was doing this on a daily basis.
→It turns out that Krusty is not an "ancient species".
→ Fear of losing his job.
↑I wasn't paid a salary, isn't that strange?
Crusty looked down at Hua Diao (Fardejao) once again after a rare few more seconds of consideration. Even if she didn't have any malicious intentions, the difference in height of more than one meter made her soft hair whiskers come into view.
The expression on her face as she shifted her gaze restlessly as if anxiously looking for an escape route somehow, but her fists were clenched. Despite his appearance like this, Huadiao (Fadiao) is an elite position in his clan. He thought that he had to push aside his insecurities and still ask questions.
''Please call me Krusty from now on.
Oh no, I mean, you know. No, Krusty Shama.
Krusty cut her gaze from the girl, who was confused and lisping.
She could explain the situation in kind to wipe away that anxiety, but no matter how it turned out, the reality wouldn't change, and it would be healthier for her to come to terms with it. -- while thinking about it, mostly because it's a hassle.
If it comes down to it, she'll just have to sweet-talk her into a good mood again.
Krusty was thinking such rude thoughts inside his brilliant good looks. Since he was the person that Takayama Sanjian had defended, he needed to at least take care of him until he could eventually report it to Sanjian himself and take over.
Could it be that he will be abandoned to the Wolf King Mountain? If it goes on like this, they will have no one to serve and will end up as monsters like wild beasts in the wild? It would not be good for Hua Diao (Fardeo) who was on the verge of crying with such anxiety, but Krusty had decided to be alone without explaining such things.
''.........Nie Hao. Bonjour, Aloha. Moi! And moikka~
Kanami proclaimed with a dancing gesture.
The bewildered voice conveyed by the magical device that suddenly came to life was Shiroe's. Krusty's eyes widened slightly at the voice, expressing surprise.
In an instant, an enormous amount of thoughts filled Krusty's mind.
Much of it is an examination of the possibility that this situation is a trap.
A series of considerations of a different dimension of density than the one he had done to Hua Diao (Fardejao) earlier. It's too unnatural. The possibility that an old acquaintance who happened to be reunited with an old acquaintance who happened to be involved in an accidental battle and who happened to be connected to another acquaintance by chance to a communication device that was accidentally moved. That should be an astronomical probability.
Could it therefore be a conspiracy of some sort? Isn't that the background?
Krusty thought about it.
But those suspicions were shattered by Shiroe's words, which still leaked out.
--Kanami-san, perhaps, but are you on the moon?
Kunlun.
That casual question, more eloquently than anything else, indicated that Shiroe had also come to the answer.
A low chuckle escaped from Krusty's mouth.
If so, it's not hard to understand. It seems that the sign of the moon is inscribed on the goal or the most important signposts that indicate the goal. If you walk to the same place, you will eventually meet them. It's probably not a coincidence that this route is the right one.
As far as Krusty knew, Siloe would have been working on the financial problems of the
By forming an alliance with the Sacrifice Clan and suspending the automatic collection of funds or shutting down the zone rental system, the Roundtable's expenditures would be curtailed. That was the plan in words, but no matter how one listened to the explanation, one could not help but feel that it was absurd.
If Shiroe had returned to Akiba to lead a large scale battle (raid), perhaps he would have made a plan. That hard-working young man seems to have accomplished another feat.
(Though he's probably staying in the shadows where no one can recognize him.)
However, if Shiroe is still aiming for the moon after completing that difficult negotiation, then there must be something strange going on in Akiva. Or it is possible that Krusty has brought some information to her that she doesn't know about. Krusty didn't want to force himself to know that.
The flickering curse still lingered in the translucent window if he turned his attention to it.
The curse itself is still alive and well, even though its effect has been mitigated by additional descriptions. It's true that Bukafi is a superior to Krusty, and it's standard procedure to grant him bad status due to that difference in ability. The content was even greedier than his level, so he was only able to alter some of the content, and the Spiritual Curse itself is still alive. It would be impossible for him to move across server boundaries. I feel that there is room for a few more additions, but if I do so carelessly, I may not be able to respond to emergencies in the future.
Kanami had a radiant smile on her face.
The gesture of exaggerated hand gestures as she spoke could be described as eloquent and charming. But the content was so outlandish and snarky from Krusty's point of view that it was not just a rung on the ladder, but a rung on the floor of a building that had been skipped.
'What's that? Sen-kun.
It's a disaster.
"Huh?
''She's the kind of woman you can't get anywhere near. ''The Yeoleng Immortal Woman that Huadiao is concerned about is a small thing compared to her. You had better be careful not to get eaten.
I ate?
Easily fooled again, Hua Diao (Fardejao) turned pale and jumped up and ran behind Krusty.
Well, that's fine, Krusty thought.
He wouldn't be able to return to the Yamato server for a while anyway.
It's not just because of the curse that forbids you to cross the boundaries of the server, but also because it's a waste to return to Akiba now that you have a fun task to complete.
I've regained my memory, but I also owe the curse to the West King Mother (Bukafi). Since I got the invitation, it would be a lie if I wasn't allowed to participate in the party.
But now our location has been conveyed to the other side as well. --I'm sure they'll be coming for us. Is it Riese or Sansa? Which is it?
Krusty nodded his head.
He tried not to be conscious, but when he recovered his memory, it was clear that the members of D.D.D. would be coming to the Chinese server (here) to get Krusty back.
And if so, how soon can I pick them up? Or perhaps it would be a race to see if Krusty would be the first to solve the mystery of the Hozen Ritual and attack the Queen Mother of the West.
Or he could join forces with Juhuang and start a guild war. Perhaps it was because he was taking his time to rest his bones that he was having a good time.
As I was wrestling with these thoughts, I suddenly heard a small explosion.
Chapter5.06
With a light, joking explosion sound, noise suddenly began to mix with the audio. Panicked, Kanami patted the speech-table-like table at waist height and tried pulling and turning a few knobs here and there, but that didn't solve the problem.
A small "Ah" and the sound of something breaking at the same time.
Everyone except the indigo-haired girl averted their gaze from Kanami, who was turning around with a black lever-like piece, and Kanami seemed to get teary-eyed and started blaming the magic tool in earnest.
Elias, who had a debt of gratitude for the huge amount of trouble he had caused in this case, could only watch the situation unfold. It was strange that even though they hadn't spent so much time together in their long lives, it had become completely habitual to watch Kanami's barbarism like this with a lukewarm feeling.
'You're not doing well, you! d*mn it, I'm listening. Punch it. Kick it! Yeah! Tiger Echo.
Stop that, man. Kanami! You idiot! My Gah!
The young man who called himself Leonardo screamed, but the desperate Kanami was quicker to crash into him with a flutter of lemon yellow magical light.
Elias wriggled his eyeballs over his eyelids in annoyance.
With a predictably distracting destructive sound, an idyllic pastel-colored plume of smoke erupted that exceeded all expectations.
Naturally, the magical device was completely destroyed and silenced.
'It seems to have suddenly broken.'
It was Leonardo who jumped and kicked Kanami, who looked back at him with a serious rotten look on his face and crossed his arms. It's not just Kanami being kicked honestly, but a counter hook in the side of her face that quickly turned into a fight.
You are still the mother of a child?" "What are you talking about, my daughter is an angel, she's cute, don't break it! It broke down automatically!
They didn't even stop each other's hands while verbally berating the other. They exchanged high-speed punches, catching and exchanging and performing a comedic act.
'Do you wish to be cured?'
Coppelia.... No, it's fine.
Elias dropped his gaze and smiled.
There was bitterness in that smile, but there was more than enough satisfaction to outweigh it.
'Coppelia points out that Lord Elias' HP has dropped. It is seventy-two percent below the maximum. Do you wish to be cured?
Coppelia. I need some time to reflect on myself until the fever from this wound wears off. Some wounds don't need to be healed.
Okay.
Coppelia replied and stood there, seemingly without a place to be.
The Kanami she was supposed to serve was busy dealing with Leonardo, and then there were few people she would spontaneously talk to, given her shyness in the first place.
'Coppelia was afraid that Lord Elias would take Leonardo down,'
Okay.
Why didn't you do it that way?
Elias tried to answer the question and checked the answers that came to him again. A number of words came to mind, but they felt somewhat pretentious, formal, or contrived, and he hesitated to answer.
This girl, Elias's traveling companion, is innocent, a trait that makes her a sort of special treatment among the members of the group with special circumstances. It's not just Elias, Kanami, Chunluo, and Leonardo have all given special consideration to her growth. At her sincere question, Elias thought seriously about it and eventually told her the remaining words.
'In a battle between men, the one with the strongest heart wins.
...?
"Leonardo was a noble hero.
Coppelia, who had been frozen in a tilted head position, eventually nodded her head in agreement with his words, "I see," she said. It's not clear to Elias what she was thinking about behind her small forehead, but her dawn-colored eyes, peeking out through her bangs, seemed to be filled with a satisfied glow.
''It was a good time,''
You'll be sorry for yourself.
You can find a great man wearing blue steel armor behind Leonardo, who crosses his arms and stretches his chest in apology to Kanami. It's the adventurer Krusty, who attacked her because she was misled by the Illustrious Fairy. The moment I thought I owed her an apology and stood up, the air changed.
A jet-black magical power erupted like a torrent from a straight line in the void.
Even though the surrounding sounds had not ceased, the space became tense as if frozen. The tremendous pressure caused Coppelia to crawl backwards.
Elias stepped forward in reverse.
The fire in his heart burned bright red, bouncing off the evil presence.
Elias knew this presence. The words of death - the words of the underworld that lured his companions into a frozen sleep when they heard the incantation (Jugon). It's that presence. I think I caught a glimpse of the Great Fortress of the Apocalypse, which was to be attacked with the Void Transference Device.
What's happening?
It's dangerous.
Coppelia's voice could be heard from behind her as she stopped Chunsui (Chunluw), who was about to step forward. While thinly aware of it, Elias held his crystal two-handed sword guardedly.
A crack covered with a blue-white spark in the sky opened its mouth.
The vertically ripped space was peristaltic for a while, but eventually the tips of the elegant robe sleeves emerged slickly from it. Trimmed with gold and silver thread, its splendor, however, was only a robe.
The gold-covered fingertips, covered with golden carpets, certainly had feminine curves, but their distorted, sharpened claws betrayed everything. It resembled that of a man of mystery, but if you looked directly at it, there would be no mistaking it for a man of mystery. In terms of the misfortune that appeals to those who see it, there is that much disparity.
Even wrapped in a noble sleeve, it is still the paw of the evil beast itself.
--Proof of the power that governs this land, truly superimposed. I hereby acknowledge your zen, and take you as a shepherd rather than a lost sheep.
The voice echoed in the back of my mind, not in my eardrums, but in the minds of everyone present. The willfulness of the voice, which was not in the will of an aging fleshly voice, gave a clear sense of contempt and rejection, even without borrowing the function of automatic translation.
''--West King Mother...?
A trembling voice escaped the lips of the Diaojinshi girl. Even if she fought off the Yoren Xianniu, was there such a being behind it? Elias could not figure out the opponent's battle rank (level). It was something he had only experienced countless times, as he held the title of the strongest in the world.
And even compared to his past experience, the only thing that was certain was that the owner of the hand that appeared in front of him was an order of magnitude more powerful.
''This guy--''
Give me a spell. You can't even retreat at this rate.
The barrier.
Elias is alone in the miasma vortex to protect his fellow adventurers, who are now in turmoil. The miasma is a miasma that can only be found in the miasma vortex behind him.
"A quick greeting, my dear.
The stiffness I learned in that battle that was driven by madness. And stillness.
With a horrible smile and reverent words, Krusty had swung both huge hatchets in an instant before his tongue was even dry.
This man could challenge the mighty demon without the slightest hesitation.
It was reckless, I thought.
But I didn't think of stopping him at all.
That's why, I shouted without words. Leonardo and this Krusty, the Adventurer is not just a blessing to Elias. Now that he knows this, he will never again be haunted by the language of death.
Even now, the hot blood in his body reverberates with despair.
Elias's soul had been awakened by Kanami's words and was now protected by Leonardo's words. The Heir to the Fairy Sword no longer has a blind spot.
Elias also swings down the Crystal Stream as if he is breathing in sync. I saw Leonardo and Kanami jumping in after him, as well as many other adventurers who were aware of the large scale battle (raid) behind them.
Each of them must have struck the strongest blow. The roar, the layers of magic and flying tools. The impact of steel. When the space that had been boiling with so much magical light had regained its stillness, there was no sign of that terrible being's sleeve tips or cursed cracks.
I ran a wary gaze over the area, but there wasn't even a remnant of the anomaly in the area.
'I hear it was just a greeting,'
Elias' friend shrugged as he sheathed his twin swords.
Of course, cold sweat ran down his back, but there was no fear itself. There was no trace of anything there, as if it had been conjured up by some kind of phantom fraud from the start.
I don't know. Did he come to check up on you?
It's like a horror movie, for God's sake.
It certainly seems to have had substance.
Coppelia broke her hip and picked up one ostentatious crown from the battlefield. Embedded in jade and amber, ancient, it was probably a gift from that fearsome enemy.
'It's not a pattern,'
Coppelia handed it to him, and Leonardo handed it to Kanami next to him with a disgusted look on his face.
Kanami, who was handed over to you, looked puzzled, and then with a nasty grin on her face, she spun it around with her fingertips a couple of times and said, "Perspiration! He spluttered and threw it over to the knightly Krusty.
He took the crown at his fingertips with his cruel-looking half-eyes, and with eyes that looked as if they were filthy, he played, "If I was satisfied with what I could give you, I wouldn't have been in this place in the first place.
The crown twirled in the air.
The companions seemed uninterested in handling it, but it's definitely a magical item of the fantastic grade (Fantasmal). You don't need to appraise it to know that it contains an order of magnitude more magical power. Even if it wasn't defeated, if that monster had it in his possession, he could expect a significant increase in his fighting power.
Perhaps that might be enough to make up for the handicap of the
Elias chuckled and spurted out a crystal-clear sword that was holed up in his waistband.
With a clear, glassy sound, the crown was lost.
No magical artifact, no great treasure, can replace the Fairy's Oath. Besides, you don't need such things to travel with your friends.
Elias has the power of Elias, and when he's with his companions, that's all he needs to make his wish come true.
'Let's go, Kanami, Leonardo. Coppelia!
Elias puffed out his chest. The pain lingered all over his body, but it made him feel the new power Elias had acquired now.
Not a single level has been raised.
But now, Elias could smile with conviction as he crossed a barrier that he had never been able to cross in the past.
Crusty; Tycoon Road End
→ Coppelia; Tiered Island.