124 – Beyond the Dream (2)

“You…You…How…”

Rupes hesitated and stepped back. I shook my head.

A swollen face. Blood flowed from all over the body. Monica was lying on the floor, shaking and looking at me.

There was no sound place. The clothes she was wearing were all torn. The spittle he spit out was mixed with blood.

Even the name I spit out made me tremble.

“Now… Hard…”

I took off my coat. I passed Rupes and put it on top of her.

Rupes drew her sword. She asked in an urgent voice.

“Oh, how did you come…”

“Shut up.”

Raised her hand.

“Because my head is ringing.”

Quaang!!!

“uuu?!”

Her head was hammered in first. I adjusted my strength so as not to kill.

You have to stay alive. Okay. Don’t die yet

You must live. That way you feel more pain. Is not it?

I need someone to vent my anger on.

“…Leave this…”

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Because of the holy power that the head of the jailer put on the form, his head didn’t break. He stumbled and grabbed my arm.

I slowly raised my hand. He grabbed his finger and snapped it.

A strange noise came from Rupes’ throat.

“Keep…Kkkkkkkkk…”

“Hey.”

I broke all five fingers. I broke my wrist because I couldn’t get enough of it.

Kudeudeuk.

With an eerie sound, Rupes’ right hand was completely broken.

“Quaaa!!!”

“I told you to shut up.”

I heard a chuckle. The humans who heard the screams and rushed to open the door.

Those who entered were not guards. Rather their enemies. They were paladins who slaughtered the guards and roamed the inside of the Penalty Execution Center.

I glanced around at them. I thought I had pretty much done it on the way, but I wonder if it’s still there.

“Hey man!”

“Who are you!”

“Wait a minute.”

Boom!

I even slammed Rupes’ face into the wall.

Falling stones. After confirming that the limp body was still alive, I lightly loosened my wrists.

“…I’m in a bad mood right now. That too.”

Screams echo throughout the prison. A miserable cry through magic resonance.

That’s Amar’s voice. She was dying now. To be precise, it was as if his mind was slowly collapsing.

It is a sound that can be heard clearly even without magical power. It’s a sound that everyone can’t help but feel sympathy for.

But these pups aren’t batting an eye.

“You are…”

The dagger fell out of the pocket. Right before it fell to the ground, I grabbed it with both hands.

“Know how not to die gracefully.”

Pang!

The air burst. In an instant, the cold ground was suddenly pushed away.

The dust pushed out belatedly. The three paladins were startled. He extended his sword, but it was slow.

I dug between them. The dagger whirled around in her fingertips.

Chuck.

“Oh, ten…!”

My right arm fell off. One leg rolled on the floor, and the spilled blood soaked the surroundings.

I broke the wrist holding the sword and thrust the blade into his ear. After avoiding the approaching sword as if it were bouncing, he grabbed the paladin’s head and inserted it into the floor.

10 Seconds.

Time taken to subdue the enemy.

I stabbed the dagger. Paladins made of half assholes collapsed to the floor. It wriggled like a worm.

The bodies are gradually being regenerated by the holy power, but I had no intention of leaving them alone.

“Stay still.”

I pressed the backs of the Paladins crawling on the ground. The vertebrae were completely broken, one by one.

Wooddeuk.

“Because it is dusty.”

“Quaaa!!”

“That, that, that, that, that, that, that!!!”

“Haaa!!! Haaa!!!!

The sound of the highness is also boring. No matter how brainwashed he was, the word ‘Archbishop’ Dwayne didn’t even come out of his mouth.

From their point of view, is it the same as a pre-determined future? I left the squirming half-corpses behind and walked over to Rupes. The body that was pinned to the wall trembled.

“Did you think you would get over it if you pretended to be behind?”

“That… Stop…”

“What is that? I haven’t even started.”

I took Rupes’ face off the wall. I put it on the ground and rubbed it.

Kagagakgagak.

“Wait?!”

Blood gushed out. Flesh fell from his face, which had been crushed by stone crumbs and cracks on the floor.

I pressed him down slowly, very gently. With all my care, I ripped the skin off his face.

“That… Stop…”

“……”

“Ba…Reflection…I…I…”

“……”

“That… Uh… Eup…”

“……”

“…Ah…”

Even the screaming stopped. I flipped Rupes. Stone shards dug into his eyes and were on the verge of falling off his face. His nose and mouth had lost their shape and were almost flat.

But he is still alive. I slowly lifted him up. I saw his trembling hands. The hand that had drooped and pretended to be dead suddenly moved and grabbed my arm.

There was power in his hands. I struggled as if to break my arm.

A sudden surprise attack. It must have been the last move.

But that’s a handshake. You stupid kid

Hwaruk.

The torch was lit. His left hand, which was still intact, was stained with flames. His throat seemed to be broken, his mouth moved but no sound came out.

Slowly. Very slowly

The torch ate Rupes’ body. Like insects eating a corpse, it spread slowly to the inside.

Rupes’ body continued to tremble in the slow pain. I intensively treated only parts of his brain, so that he could feel better.

Severe pain. After 10 minutes of gasping, Rupes eventually let his head go limp. I knocked him down as he didn’t move anymore.

You trash bastard…

You have to touch what you want to touch.

I trampled on the corpse, whose skin was all burnt and only ashes remained, and even got rid of it.

I immediately put my hand on Monica’s face.

[Use Heal (A).]

The broken face slowly returned. Monica, who was breathing heavily, shrugged her shoulders.

“Come on, Zaha…”

“Shh. Stay still. It’s just first aid.”

Healing is not omnipotent. It depletes not only holy power, but also the physical strength of the target being healed. Monica said she couldn’t control her body properly like she took any medication, so she had to get some rest.

“Uh, how…”

“I was looking for it.”

She coughed and let her cough out. She looked up at me askew.

“Why… Why…”

“If I don’t find you, who will?”

Muttered curtly. The anger hasn’t gone away yet. I was so angry, I couldn’t stand it.

Why are you so angry? For what reason?

I stood up. First of all, before we can save Amar, we see what needs to be done.

Kill all of these f*cking paladins. It makes the arrogant guys pay for it.

“I rest here. Monica.”

“Above, Danger… You don’t even know what’s out there…”

“It’s okay.”

I put the dagger back into my pocket. The ring on her hand hummed. Mistiltein, who whispered death, turned into a black sword and grabbed my hand.

“I’ll take care of everything.”

I put Mistiltein into the chests of paladins who were groaning in pain before escaping. As the black sword dug into his chest, the paladins groaned and groaned.

A root sprouting small. Misteltein’s terrible erosion was poison in another way. I bring out my physical abilities to the limit, but when combined with my ‘poison production’, I was able to create a poison equivalent to an S rank.

A hidden piece that I accidentally found out in the game. I pulled Mystyltein from their bodies. The wind gurgled and the air escaped from his lungs.

The poison will slowly kill them. Misteltein’s erosion would prevent even the use of holy power.

There was no way they could survive.

Since he was pierced, he suffered pain until he died.

“Do you know? If you earnestly wish, will you be able to survive? Pray somewhere.”

I surpassed them. They left in search of other prey.

“Although there will be no gods to listen to me anymore.”

. . .

Pavlos, the commander of the Holy Knights, raised his head. 1St Penal Execution Center.

I even brought a secret force to clean the place. In terms of numbers, there are more people who have attacked the city of Philamon, but in terms of quality, this one is one step above.

This was the main unit, and it could be said that this was Dwayne’s special unit led by Pavlos, the commander of the Holy Knights.

But what is it?

Only the elite of the elite have been brought here…What the hell is this situation?

“What is 1 Squad?”

“Contact lost.”

“What about Squad 2?”

“Contact lost.”

The mechanical voice returns. Pablos grabbed the hilt of his sword.

There is something inside the prison. He is a being he does not know. He must have killed most of the jailers…

Who else besides that group?

Pablos frowned. I considered the possibility that Warden Veronica had returned, but shook my head.

There’s no way she’ll come back already. It was not a force that could be subdued in half a day, and there was no doubt that they would stay in the city of Philamon for at least two days to prevent additional casualties.

The moment Warden Veronica returns, right after everything is over.

Pablos frowned. He glanced at Amar, who was twisting his body.

“…How much time is left until the complete runaway?”

“About 10 hours.”

“Is Amar’s mental state stable?”

“Not yet. Still in the beginning of the dream. I couldn’t get into full sleep. I’m completely sealing my consciousness through holy power… But it’s going to take some time.”

The paladins moved diligently. In order to stabilize the spell that eroded Amar’s mind, he drew out his holy power as much as he could.

Pablos pursed his brow. He organized his thoughts and came to a conclusion.

Somewhat lost his strength. Maybe there’s something out there. However, the plan is already complete.

There was nothing to be afraid of.

It was only natural for the First Penal Execution Center to collapse and His Highness Cardinal Dwayne to stand on top of it.

Once the spell is completed, no one can return Amar’s body to its original state. When that situation came, Pablos just needed to get out of prison with the paladins.

Only a little time remains until the large-scale magic ceremony is completed.

No matter what is out there, nothing changes.

Everything goes according to plan.

“…hehehehe.”

A low laugh was heard. The wolf beastman, who was sitting in the cage and looking this way, spoke.

“You touched the wrong one. You touched someone you shouldn’t be touching. Fools.”

“Do you want to die now? Sinner?”

“I think the sinner is closer to that side than me.”

The lizard, which had been watching the situation quietly in the prison, got up.

“Escape before your brother returns. That’s your only way out.”

“…Brother?”

“Brothers. A man stronger and stronger than any warrior in the plains. I saw him first He has only been dating for a month. But…”

“Strong!”

The intrusive voice moved inside the prison. The black-haired woman clinging to the bars grinned.

“Yes. Are you evil The people who killed the jailer and came all the way here. Won’t you just burst into my hands and die? Amar is Zahard’s favorite monster. When he comes, everyone will die…Wouldn’t it be better for me to explode it?”

“Is it Zahad?”

Have heard. A paladin who helped save Paramer. He is a youngster who has just been initiated into the Heretic Inquisition.

He’s the person Cardinal Dwayne told me to be especially careful with. But Pavlos didn’t believe the information.

Anyway, he must have been born as a result of coincidence. He thought that people who stood on a high level like himself wouldn’t have to worry so much.

But…Wasn’t that?

“…What do you mean by that?”

“What are you talking about?”

A voice crawled out of the bars. The snake’s tongue came out of its mouth and wiggled.

“Just die now. If you don’t want to become more miserable.”

Ping.

Pavlos stumbled. For a moment he grabbed his wayward mind and raised his head.

A mental attack?!

Pavlos covered his head. He growled and grate.

“Shut that mouth. Mortal sinner. I don’t know who you are, but if you move your tongue one more time, I’ll tear you alive.”

“…There is a much stronger suggestion than mine. Even if you don’t know who it is, you must have handled the work for sure?”

The woman leaned against the wall whispered.

“But that is the end. The difference in power will be overwhelming.”

“I told you to shut up…”

“Come.”

The woman raised her head. Pavlos listened.

The sound of footsteps piercing the silence. Muttered the lizard.

“It is the sound of quiet footsteps. Scary I don’t know how angry I am, but…It’s the first footstep I’ve heard.”

The wolf beastman swallowed dry saliva.

“…That guy is angry. I hate to imagine that. Even in sparring with me, he was the guy who always joked around. If he’s sincere…”

“Everything will explode. Boom.”

The black-haired woman took a step back from her grate.

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“I am innocent. I’ll stay away because I don’t want to be scolded by Zahard.”

“This is an alumni.”

“Same.”

“To be against him? I don’t even want to imagine.”

The mortal sinners fell from the bars one by one. Disappeared into the darkness. Pavlos couldn’t understand even more.

Alternative Zahard. What is he that scares even these mortal prisoners?

“What are you… Afraid of?”

These are the worst of the worst that once did so much damage. The risk was so high, weren’t they the ones who managed it separately?

“It is not fear.”

Muttered the lizard, one step away from the iron cage.

“A story you don’t know, we ‘respect’ him.”

The sound of clattering footsteps grew louder and louder. I stopped in front of the door and heard something drop.

“……”

The door is open. Something fell through the door.

A subordinate’s head. A face that Pavlos knew.

A foot that entered a step too late blew the head off. A man covered in blood walked through the door.

“…There are a lot of heads.”

The black sword hangs obliquely. Pavlos was startled and startled involuntarily.

It’s strange. The light in his eyes that trickled down through his blood-stained face was strangely terrible.

Beasts.

The kind you should never touch.

A human who will strip off the skin of anyone who invades his territory and hang him up.

“Let’s shorten it a bit. Easy to talk to.”

Zahard…

Is that Zahard?

Pablos hurriedly drew his sword without realizing it. Despite the fact that his contract with Dwayne made his abilities even higher than before, he couldn’t stop getting goosebumps.

What is it?

There is something.

For that man who slaughtered the paladins to the extent that his original priestly clothes were stained red…

There must be something!