122 – Crossroads (7)

Armed humans poured in from beyond the dug-in barrier. Dimona wrote her impressions.

The number of troops within the Wall was far greater than expected. It is enough to exceed several thousand just by looking at it with the naked eye.

This squirrel-like bastard…Where the hell was he hiding his troops?!

The number of devotees rushed in like a tide. If you step on the corpse and move forward, twice as many humans have gathered.

An eerie green flame. Ra’s holy power, which seemed to be contaminated, overflowed in all directions.

But even so, the morale of the Paladins of the Sun God Church did not die.

The First Heretic Judge spat out abusive language. He cut the fanatics into pieces with his sword, grinding his teeth far and wide.

“Insulting the will of the great Ra! Even if Archbishop Dwayne is mad, he’s still mad.”

The Archbishop stepped forward and used a protective voice as if he was disgusted. I pressed the clinging fanatics and crushed them to the floor.

“This act cannot be forgiven for any reason! A priest who dares to serve a god would do something like this!”

The difference in numbers is overwhelming. However, the priests were still angry.

Even if your hands and feet tremble a little from fear, the foundation is still a priest who worships the sacred ‘God’.

Even if you are cornered, the fundamentals do not change. Rather, it just returns more to the origin.

An act of openly violating the divinity of ‘La’ that has been followed and supported all his life.

At the appearance of the fanatics who seemed to have been forcibly brainwashed, even Dimona was furious. The priests resisted by squeezing their holy power, and the swords of the paladins pierced the enemy.

“Dirty heretics!”

“I’ll break it up!”

“How dare you defile my god!”

The gathered anger suppressed fear and created the driving force to move forward. Sometimes, they clung to the enemy more ferociously than fanatics and smashed their bodies.

A terrible battleground where you tear each other apart, step on each other, and cut each other’s bodies.

But fraud did not solve everything in war. It wasn’t all about the huge number of pressures coming in.

Dimona held the flame in her hand. Despite having to conserve her power, a situation was being created to continue using it. The enemy’s skill was considerable.

As if they had prepared for a long time, the level of the Paladins was stronger than that of ordinary Paladins, and the persistence of the fanatics was enough to stick out their tongue.

Ashwal Haltz raised his sword. After blowing off the head of the fanatic, he shouted urgently.

“The Judge! Isn’t this the end of the plan?!”

“Of course!”

Wave your hand. The tip of Dimona’s sword slashed the paladin’s arm cleanly. She turned around, stomped on her armor, and thrust the sword through her neck to finish it off.

Dimona glared at the Vatican headquarters, ignoring her spatter of blood.

“I will come now!”

The crystal in her hand was shattered.

Since the signal has gone, it will begin.

A diversionary action that presses the enemy back and forth.

“Paramer’s Nightmare!”

Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh…

A strange sound like scratching the vocal cords.

The noisy battlefield became quiet for an instant. The Paladins of Ra, who were fighting, stopped momentarily.

The strangeness that instinct warns. Even the zealots stopped swinging their crude swords and looked at the papal headquarters.

A huge building. Something wriggled in the red light of the setting sun.

The movement that took place under the silence was very quiet, yet faintly wriggling.

Then the change began suddenly.

Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh…

Once again, the strange sound that no one knows who made it enveloped the headquarters of the Vatican. The groaning that seemed to come from the edge of hell was starting from a place that should be the most sacred.

The darkness began to expand. The shadows that burst like wild waves from the huge building ate up all the bright spots.

The setting sun turned black. One by one, huge eyes began to open in the darkness that engulfed the Vatican headquarters.

Looking at each other as if examining troops. One of the interrogators of the 1st Heretic Interrogation Center was frightened by the wriggling eyes that suddenly appeared under their feet.

“This, what the f*ck?! What’s this!”

“Don’t stab me! It’s an ally!”

The ground is stained. They are all covered in black with nowhere to set foot.

A corpse begins to disappear into the darkness. A small voice, as if singing, penetrated the shadows.

It was quiet and small, but clear enough for everyone on the battlefield to hear.

“A request from the president.”

Wooddeuk.

A grotesque wriggling of flesh began to engulf the battlefield. Rotten – Rotten rose up all over the Vatican Headquarters.

At first glance, the number is tens of thousands.

It may not be comparable to the number in Paramere, but no one denied that it was already approaching the ‘Legion’.

The numerical advantage has been overturned.

With the voice of Maya, the Witch of the Plague, Lord of the Rotten.

“Maya. I’ll do my best.”

. . .

Afpina shuddered. She stopped throwing up and she was speechless.

What is in front of you? Is a little girl name is maya However, what was in it was outside the frame of a ‘normal’ girl.

“What, what are you… A person…?”

When I said it was an escort, I just laughed it off. Even when Dimona, the Heretic Judge, told her to be careful, she only laughed.

Although he lost his power, he was able to roughly recognize the level of the priest’s ability. It was clear who was strong and who was weak.

So I sneakily opened Maya. But there was nothing inside her. Should I say she’s empty.

I knew it was connected by a string of faint ties, but that was all. Unless the other side of the connection is a monster from another world, it must be just a familiar familiar, so I didn’t even look closely.

But this is…Uh, how did I not notice…

Could it be that the hideous shadow below is the main body…?!

“What the hell did you put on me?! Dimona?!”

“Maya. I hate being noisy.”

Leisurely stepping out on her feet, Maya swung her staff.

The darkness that engulfed the floor roared and spewed out a large amount of flesh.

“First, organize the situation.”

Quad de de de de de de de de deuc!!!!

A wave of rotten flesh that didn’t discriminate between friends and family swallowed everyone. Not only the flesh soldiers, but also fanatics and paladins were swept away.

“Poof. Swish.”

The priests instantly turned into chunks of meat at the hum-like sound. The Paladins resisted as much as they could, but the rotten ones who maintained their shape even in the waves of flesh stabbed the armor gap with a spear.

Genocide. Ruthless attack.

The blood that escaped from the corpse soaked the surroundings.

The blood drained from Dwayne’s face.

“Quaaa!!”

“Poetry, God bless you!!!”

“Haaa! Haaa!!!”

Dwayne let out a silent scream. What. What power is specialized in this wide-area war?!

Everything goes like this…!

Everyone dies!

“What a beauty…!”

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Dwayne raised his hand. The s*x law flashed, but it was broken in an instant.

A wave of rotten flesh ate the zealots and pushed them outside. Rotten flesh burst out and flowed in front of Dwayne.

Strong! Not just a priest!

A power comparable to that of an apostle…!

“Your Highness!”

Six hand-picked paladins immediately blocked his path. Those who were pseudo apostles and were equivalent to Dwayne’s limbs drew their swords.

I pushed back the rotten flesh in place of Dwayne. But even they couldn’t block it completely, and the hand holding the sword trembled.

The protective castle law was broken in an instant. The firearms disappeared in the eyes of the Paladins, and the groans of life faded.

Dwayne hurriedly stretched out his hand again. He forcibly raised his holy power to face the waves of rotten flesh.

“Laishi!”

I cried out the name of a god that had already been abandoned. Green flames exploded instead, and tainted flames filled the field of vision for an instant.

A bursting explosion. The building parted with a roar.

Quaaa!!!!

Dwayne saw in the fluttering flames. Two of the six limbs that stood in his way were swept away.

No. These aren’t the guys you raised to lose in a place like this!

Dwayne hurriedly reached out, but a huge fist of flesh flew in first. As if confirming the kill, the rotten giant rose from within the flesh and tore the body of the crumbling paladin.

Boom! Bang! Bang!

A continuous attack that does not stop at once. A downward strike that does not stop even when the flesh and bones become one.

“This… This…”

Dwayne’s eyes went round.

“This f*cking b*tch!”

All sides were instantly filled with the Holy Law. His talent, which had risen to the rank of archbishop at an early age, was by no means small.

A case where he was not born as an apostle, but made up for his lack of holy power with his skills.

“I’m going to break it into pieces!!!”

The spear of fire pierced the giant’s body. Explosions filled the room.

Quaaa!!!!!

A spark that rises. Shaking building.

One is not enough. Dwayne raised his holy power to the limit. I drove as hard as I could so that the huge body became a thorn tree by the spear of flame.

Boom! Bang! Bang!

The giant with the pierced head yawned briefly. He walked erratically and stood next to Maya. The blazing flames were pulled out of the body by a huge hand.

Buck buck.

The rotten giant scratched his butt, pulling out the irritating thorn.

Dwayne lowered his hand.

“Oh… Crazy…”

Can’t kill even with the flames of Ra? Is it the same as having no playback limit?

Dwayne’s misfortune did not end there. The corpse giant continued to rise from the rotting flesh. The monster that had defeated its elite paladin filled the room.

“…Me, Your Highness!”

“This, run away!”

Elite Paladins blocked the way. Dwayne stared blankly at the hole in the ceiling. The sun was shining, and a red light covered the whole world.

“…Zahard…You filthy bastard…”

From the first time our eyes met, he had an intuition that he was an unusual guy. He realized that when he confronts him directly, he is a human being who must be suppressed.

But I never thought it would grow this far. Who knows, he’ll pull in ridiculous humans and push him into a corner just when he thinks he’s won.

How did you recruit such a black magician? As long as it’s such a ridiculously strong person… It should be about the head of one faction.

Damn it… You dare…!

Dwayne, who had been blushing, suddenly covered his face with his hands. He swept away several times as if to wash away his anger.

“Heh… Heh heh…”

Dwayne laughed. His shoulders trembled and he let out a laugh.

Maya said timidly.

“…Are you crazy?”

“I can’t go crazy by coming all the way here.”

Dwayne touched his face. He calmed his seething anger.

Everything was messed up in an instant, but the order was just distorted for a moment.

It’s coming. The promised time. Even if there are many variables, one fact does not change.

That’s not something an individual can stop. What will happen anyway.

We just need to wait until then.

“Witch…Yes…It’d be better to call her the Witch of the Plague… Queen of the Rotten.”

“You’re a dick.”

“……”

“Who, who taught you that?! Maya?!”

“Dog heojeop. The boss taught me.”

“Now, is this Zahard?! Why…?!”

“……”

Dwayne struggled to suppress his rising rage. Equanimity is important. He must not lose any more.

Coming soon. Seunggi will be replaced in an instant.

You have to take your time. The elite paladins who noticed his intentions raised their swords.

I was staring ahead, then I looked back in surprise.

There were a lot of people coming from behind. Dwayne gritted his teeth.

The blood-soaked group rushed in. Standing at the forefront was Dimona, the Heretic Inquisitor.

“Dwayne! There’s nowhere else to run! Release your brainwashing immediately and surrender!”

“…Breaking that barrier? Did Tiella break the oath?”

“I woke up myself?! So shut your mouth, and if you don’t want to be followed, lie quietly!”

My mouth is begging. Dimona Heretic Inquisitor. Did she even go beyond her own measure.

Ah. Everything is messed up. It’s a mess.

But amidst the chaos, there are still things that shine brightly.

Even in a world dominated by b*tches and b*tches, his plans were built over the years.

It is not so weak that it can be broken in an instant.

“Dimona Heretic Inquisitor. I will ask.”

Dwayne walked. As the s*x law and rotten flesh collided, it came to a halt beneath the perforated space.

The light is coming down. I hear the sun setting A sound that only you can hear.

It’s a sound that lesser, haphazard guys never hear.

“The Church is a waning sun, and the time when we shined the most has passed. We are now just dogs of the Empire. We are noticing things that once looked at us.”

“…So what?”

“The teachings of Ra are sacred. You must also know that you deserve to stand on top of all things.”

“I know that being on top of someone is less important than killing a lot of people.”

“It is a necessary sacrifice. If we don’t step up now, more followers may be sacrificed in the future. You know how the Empire treats us. I lost my best friend to the Empire’s orders. It was like sacrificing for the church.”

Balkan. It’s his name I still remember.

The motive for entering the church together. While he took the position of archbishop, he was only able to rise to the position of bishop.

But it wasn’t that he didn’t like him because he didn’t have the skills. Until Dwayne ascended to the position of Archbishop, his influence was very great.

That’s when he died. He set out alone to complete the imperial mission that no one else wanted to do.

“He also said it was a necessary sacrifice. And it wasn’t until he went through that sacrifice that I realized what I was going to do.”

“Is that all you have to do is revenge?”

“Revenge? It’s not like that. This is a responsibility. Dimona. Everything will work out only when I rise to the position of cardinal. The name of Ra will spread far and wide once again, and the Sun God will blossom into the greatest religion in human history!”

Ah.

I can feel it.

It’s coming. The song of the end. Fragments of miserable pain are felt through the cracks in the ceiling.

Dwayne looked up. I saw a huge portal shining in the sky far away.

“That’s what he asked for! Since he asked me to become a member of the Sun Goddess, I can only fulfill his dying request! Dimona Heretic Inquisitor! Didn’t you feel strange while coming here? If you’re smart, you know what it’s like to be invisible! The reason why you don’t swing your sword right away is because you have something to ask me!”

“……”

Dimona drew her sword. Growled with a pale face.

“…Where are the other archbishops? What about the priests who sided with you? Where are the paladins they followed?! Why can’t I see a single face I know?!”

“That’s exactly what it says! Okay! All of them have been placed deep in the basement of the Vatican for the great succession, for this moment!”

The sky sparkled. In an instant, a huge storm came from afar.

Coo-goo-goo-goo-goo-goo-goo…

The wind moved. What followed was a sure sign. A true revelation from God to stop doubting.

End.

The real end.

Dwayne clenched his fists. His body trembled.

Yes.

This is just a promise. The promise he made to himself, and the promise he made to him.

“Dimona Inquisitor.”

Dwayne’s laughter stopped. Green eyes smirked between the fingers covering his face.

“You, too, were not chosen as apostles. Holy power has limits, and no matter how hard you try, you can’t escape the human limits. And in this empire, there are overflowing heavens beyond the sky, beyond the limits of human beings. Do you know that there are as many as twelve of them?”

“…What?”

“Thank you for listening to my story. Judge. Thanks for the time bought Witch of the Black Death. Your power seemed endless. It’s near infinite power. As long as you don’t defeat the main body, those flesh will continue to resurrect.”

Dwayne reached out into the sky. Dimona, noticing her strangeness, immediately kicked her to the ground. Maya waved her staff right away.

The rotten giant’s fist rushed at Dwayne. Dimona’s sword blazed with flame.

The moment of despair.

Dwayne laughed.

“But now it doesn’t matter.”

The basement of the headquarters of the Holy See.

A holy hymn resounds from the deepest part. It pierces through the building several hundred meters above and connects space to space.

The headquarters of the 1st Penal Execution Center and the Holy See. The two spaces that are so far apart that they cannot be counted are connected as one in an instant.

Dwayne raised his hand. He waved his hand lightly as if conducting a song.

A pillar of dark red light that tumbles down. An assembly of pure power consumed Dwayne’s entire body.

Quad de de de de de de de de deuc!!!

The flesh peeled off and new flesh sprouted.

The skin peeled off and a firmer skin sprouted.

The bones were peeled off, and now an indescribable exoskeleton was revealed.

“…As…Calondo…Cardinal’s…Seat…All…Is just a veneer…”

The power of Amar, the demon of love, started rampaging.

And Dwayne, who was directly linked to her, took off her human mask.

Man’s malice accumulated over several decades. The black power that bloomed in the mass of ugly emotions swallowed the stigma. The flame of Ra was completely extinguished, and the intensely burning green turned dark red.

Dwayne’s skin fell off. His flesh was peeled off, and ‘something’ covered in bones raised his head.

The rotten giant exploded in an instant. Maya had her shoulder pierced. Dimona was put against a wall.

“What I… only I… can do… for the Church…”

Sulphurous smoke billowed from Dwayne’s mouth.

“…I am Dwayne.”

The broken voice has returned.

The devil said.

“Sleep on the sky.”