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Genius Warlock - Episode 380

380. embarrassed (1)

━deeply!

While Oliver was focused on the unidentifiable silhouette above Marie's head, a wet sound was heard in his ears..

Oliver's gaze fell..

Marie was standing there..

Marie tried to stab Bonifa with her fingernail, but failed... Marie stabbed by Boniface.

Bonifa's defense was so high that the claws could not pierce her body, but Bonifa's golden sword pierced through Marie's back..

stabbed in the abdomen.

Everyone fell silent at that sight..

Not only those who were stabbed and stabbed, but also Marie's followers, servants and paladins who had just entered the temple..

Oliver saw that unrealistic appearance and only after a while did he make a dumb sound..

“······uh?”

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beheaded and die.

hang to death.

Die with your limbs torn apart.

Teeth pulled out and death.

die by being beaten with a club.

He dies by having his waist cut off..

Dies by being pierced by a stake.

The head is crushed and the person dies..

Crushed alive to death.

Die by hanging on a cart wheel.

Die alive by having your intestines pulled out..

He dies by swallowing a razor..

The skin of the entire body is peeled off and the person dies..

They die by having their eyes gouged out by heated tongs..

Hanged upside down and cut to death with a saw.

Each piece of flesh is cut out and the person dies..

Die. Die. Die. Die. Die. Die. Die. Die. Die. Die. Die. Die. Die. Die. Die. Die······.

The above thoughts simultaneously appeared in the minds of the Paladin and Servant who followed Bonifa into the temple..

No, it seemed beyond what came to mind..

The illusion of them dying in dozens of ways.

It's so specific and vivid that even those prepared to die break out in a cold sweat..

And they weren't the only ones who saw such visions..

The same was true for the pseudo believers in the temple..

I could tell by looking at their expressions, breathing, cold sweat, and eyes..

Everyone here saw visions of themselves dying horribly..

As if experiencing the wrath of God.

A cold, heavy silence filled the temple, and everyone slowly turned their gaze towards Oliver..

He was supporting Marie..

Because her abdomen was pierced, her black magic was released, and blood leaked out freely from the wound..

Despite this, Oliver didn't care and held her in his arms as she fell, silently supporting her..

Although the words were profane, the paladin felt sacred for a moment in that sight. But at the same time I felt scared.

It was ominous and scary, as if I had seen something very foreign..

‘You have to hit it now..’

Galahaut thought as he watched Marie say something to Oliver..

I instinctively felt that I had to strike now..

Right now, I'm defenseless.

Other people probably think the same way.

However, no one, including Galahaut, could move..

Even Boniface, who was fully awakened as the son of an angel,.

I didn't know why... Maybe it's because Oliver's appearance reflects that of a child..

A child who has suffered a great misfortune and does not know what to do..

‘no······. no.’

Galahaut denied it to himself..

All of the Servants here, including the Holy Knight, were so faithful that they would kill a child for the sake of God..

They were people who knew that sometimes noble blood had to be shed for the good of the whole..

The reason they could not move was not for personal reasons such as sympathy, nor for political reasons that a bad picture might be created..

It was a more fundamental and pure reason than that..

fear. It was because of a fear that surpasses death..

“ah······.”

The floor was filled with blood, and Marie, whose entire body had turned pale, cried out helplessly..

Then he held out his hand. As if asking me to at least hold his hand before death comes..

At the moment when Marie's life was about to pass to death, Oliver put down the quarter staff he was holding and stretched out his hand..

Not on Marie’s hand, but on her stomach..

“oh my god······.”

someone found god.

Because Marie, who was on the verge of death, breathed again..

‘what?’

Galahaut thought as he looked at Marie's blood-stained stomach..

There was clearly a hole in the area where Oliver had touched it, but now the wound has completely disappeared..

Without any scars.

Galahaut was a little shocked by that sight. He could see no traces of the healing arts, but he wondered if some trick had been used..

“Oh oh······. It's a miracle. miracle.”

“It's God. It's a real god.”

“iced coffee······.”

Meanwhile, some cult members showed shock and awe, kneeling down and bowing their heads. Oliver stood up without a word..

He jerks his fingers unnaturally and tilts his head to one side..

Child-like appearance that has difficulty controlling its emotions.

He stood for a while, then picked up the quarter staff he had placed on the floor and held it out to Marie..

And opened my mouth.

“for a moment······. Could you please keep it for me??”

Even though it was just an ordinary word, everyone in the temple flinched..

Paladins and Servants were no exception..

“ah······. Oh, I see..”

After receiving treatment from Oliver, Marie got down on both knees and politely accepted the quarter staff..

As soon as Oliver handed him the quarter staff, he immediately turned back, held both hands in the air, and pulled them to his sides..

Then the air ripped open and a portal opened..

Obviously, opening a portal without any device would be extremely difficult. Only two or three out of ten wizards who have received professional training can do this... However, he succeeded so easily that he commanded with his finger the believers around him to enter the portal..

Marie tried to say something at the sight, but when she made eye contact with Oliver, she quickly closed her mouth and obediently entered the portal like the other believers..

running away now.

The Holy Knights, who realized this fact late, tried to stop it, but Oliver, who was turning around, raised his hand and stopped them..

Surprisingly, the sight of that sight made the Paladin and Servant, who were willing to die, stop in their tracks..

Just like before, I felt a fear that surpassed death..

It was painful. Because it felt like my faith was being tested..

Meanwhile, all the believers of the Chosen People entered the portal, and the portal closed leisurely..

As soon as he saw the portal disappear, Oliver tilted his neck grotesquely to the side and repaired his broken black suit..

Considering that no emotion was extracted, it seemed like he used his own emotions..

It was quite embarrassing. Warlocks were most dangerous when they used their emotions..

While everyone was tense, Bonifa, who felt responsible for his position, spoke up..

“I don't know what kind of trick they used, but we━”

━Kwasik!

Galahaut saw..

Oliver turned around and slightly bent his knees..

Just as I was wondering what he was going to do, he disappeared, leaving a small crack in the floor..

To move the ground with great force.

He disappeared in an instant, and before he knew it, he was right in front of Bonifa and kicked him before he could finish his sentence..

Bonifa flew out, breaking the wall with a tremendous sound..

Everyone looked at Oliver in shock..

Covered entirely in a dark black suit, he stood silently and only tilted his head..

It was very foreign.

It was static yet intense, angry yet cold. a contradictory atmosphere.

He glanced at the other paladins and servants except Bonifa with his face covered in black..

Since his face was covered and I couldn't see his expression, his gaze felt even more eerie and ominous..

At that time, when everyone was unable to do anything due to the unpleasant yet alien overwhelming feeling, Bonifa woke up with a groan..

Oliver took that sound as a signal and slowly turned around..

Everyone knew. He's trying to harm Bonifa..

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!”

The Servant holding the cross gun resisted the fear that was weighing on his body, pointed the gun at Oliver, and pulled the trigger..

bang━━━━!

A gunshot rang out clearly, and Oliver raised his hand..

He caught the flying bullet with his index finger and thumb..

It was a world where there were superhumans who withstood bullets with their bare bodies, but this was the first time.

Several Servants were driven by an instinctive sense of crisis and rushed towards Oliver, shouting shouts that were almost like screaming..

At this moment, the servants were braver than the paladins..

Although it was meaningless.

Clap la la la rock━━!!

Looking at the Servants running towards him, Oliver nodded his head senselessly, dropped the bullet, raised his index finger, and swung it around..

very lightly.

However, unlike the light hand gesture, the index finger moved like a whip with a sharp sound, breaking the servants' weapons like candy and cutting off their arms..

I cut out the skin like peeling an apple..

The Servants screamed in pain and fear at the wounds that were far from normal, and Oliver looked on insensibly..

“This devil bastard!”

Bonifa staggered to his feet, wrapped his sword in white flames, and swung it at Oliver..

Not only did he dodge the attack by moving so fast that he couldn't see it like before, but he also used Bonifa's head as a stepping stone to turn around and catch Bonifa's back..

Bonifa instinctively sensed a crisis and quickly tried to turn around, but Oliver pulled her hair and kneed her spine..

Kkjjik!!

The sounds of bones crunching and muscles snapping rang out, and Bonifa's chest leapt forward as if pierced..

But it didn't end there.

Oliver grabbed Bonifa's wings and pulled them. Wings that can withstand lightning spears.

To Oliver's surprise, the wing, which seemed incapable of inflicting damage in a one-sided manner, cracked as soon as Oliver pulled on it, tearing it apart and shattering it into fragments of light..

“······!!!”

Bonifa suffered no physical pain, but suffered even more mental trauma..

He swung his sword like crazy..

I was so easily caught by Oliver's hand, but.

Oliver grabbed Bonifa's hand and began beating her violently but statically..

While holding one hand, he punched me in the abdomen, hit my forehead with my elbow, kicked my knee and made me kneel, then let go of the hand I was holding and hit my shoulder like a hammer, then hit my face with the other hand..

After being hit in the face, Bonifa went flying helplessly and rolled on the floor like a doll, but Oliver grabbed her again, beat her to the floor, picked her up again, and threw her with all his might towards an abandoned building in the distance..

Like a child taking out his anger on a doll.

Oliver cast his gaze toward the direction where Bonifa flew, then slowly turned his head to look at Galahaut, the Paladin, and the Servants..

Overwhelmed by the strange atmosphere and power and unable to do anything, Oliver turned his head again to check on Bonifa..

He was thrown into the middle floor of an abandoned building in the distance, and upon seeing this, Oliver slightly bent his knees as before, then kicked the ground and jumped in one go, kicking Bonifa..

bang━━━━━!!!

Oliver enters the building, kicking Bonifa with tremendous leg strength..

In shock, Bonifa tried to break through the wall on the other side, but Oliver quickly caught him and threw him into a pillar of the building..

Ringing buildings and cracking pillars.

Bonifa collapsed on the spot, unable to come to his senses due to the shock that hit him like a tsunami..

It was confusing. He was born into a wealthy and religious family of bishops, became a Holy Knight as he had dreamed of, and eventually fully awakened as the son of an angel, the chosen being he had only dreamed of. He couldn't understand why he was now being treated so helplessly and cruelly..

A feeling that cannot be described... Perhaps, if Bonifa had grown up in a less unfortunate environment, she would have known that this was injustice, injustice, and despair..

“Also, what the hell are you?······?”

Bonifa lifted her head with difficulty and asked Oliver a question..

But no answer came back.

All that came back was Oliver's questioning gaze..

As if asking if this is all.

Beyond being belittled, Bonifa felt that her whole life had been denied, and she forced herself to her feet, a mess, and attacked Oliver again..

To protect your life and faith.

Bonifa brandished his sword..

Oliver easily dodged it and hit his side..

Bonifa fell down with a pain so intense it felt as if her breathing had stopped, and Oliver stopped attacking and looked down at Bonifa in silence..

After regaining his breath and the pain subsiding, Bonifa swung his sword again, widened the distance, and used a holy technique to set the place on fire..

[lumen)]

A holy method that extinguished a huge lightning bolt. The holy white flame formed a circle around Bonifa's body and grew larger, threatening to destroy Oliver along with the building..

At that moment, Oliver did not run away, but instead approached the flames and stuck his hand in..

Without suffering any pain or damage.

Then, he pulled both hands left and right and tore them apart, destroying the sun with such ease that it felt like nothing..

“uh······?”

When Bonifa saw that, something sprouted in her heart..

The fear that perhaps he is not the chosen son of an angel..

‘no. no······. That can't be possible!’

Just as Bonifa was shouting that in her mind, Oliver swung his fist again..

Bonifa, who felt intense pain and flew backwards, pierced the wall and fell back into the building on the other side..

Helplessness, pain, and questions wash over you like angry waves. Bonifa made wings again and tried to escape..

‘what······?’

Bonifa was surprised. Because wings were not created again. The wings that prove that you are the son of an angel.

It was said that even if it was destroyed, it could be rebuilt if you had faith and strength, but it was not created..

Just as he was about to shout, "What happened?" Oliver flew in again, hit Bonifa on the head with his fist, grabbed him, and smashed his head into the outer wall of the building..

Ssssssssssssssssssssssssssst━!!

Clear marks on the concrete wall.

When they reached the bottom of the building, red blood appeared, and Oliver threw Bonifa back into the building where he came from..

“Kkuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu! Wow!”

Oliver looked.

Bonifa, who has already lost his will to fight.

He was barely holding on to his long sword and running away with a serious wound on one side of his face..

a fight that is virtually over.

But Oliver walked steadily towards Bonifa..

Neither fast nor slow, at a normal speed.

Normally he would have stopped at this point, but Oliver didn't. No, I couldn't.

Because I wanted to beat up this paladin. The exact reason was difficult for even Oliver to explain. I just wanted to hurt you. Very, very painful.

Oliver, who approached Bonifa without any purpose or meaning, caught him, and Bonifa turned around and stabbed Oliver with a gold-plated sword, pouring out all his holy power and trying to burn Oliver..

pakak!

Just when the pure white flames were about to cover Oliver, a dull sound sounded and the Holy Law stopped..

Bonifa looked at his sword with trembling eyes..

He was chosen as the son of an angel, received the power of an angel, and received his golden sword..

The golden sword, which was forged according to tradition using the holy water of the Paterism, did not lose its teeth even after being swung hundreds of times, and was no different from a sacred object that did not rust, but now it has rusted red and crumbled..

The question 'Why' appeared in Bonifa's mind, but before she could find an answer, she felt a thud and intense pain on one side of her face..

“Wow!!!”

Bonifa screamed as she felt intense pain, as if one of her eyes had been crushed..

Silent night, alone in an abandoned building.

The only one who could hear those screams was Oliver, but he just insensibly raised his hand and struck Bonifa again..

bang━!

An intense pain ripped the air out of her lungs, forcing Bonifa to stop screaming..

But that wasn't the end.

Oliver raised his fist again and struck Bonifa..

Clumsy like a child, but ruthless.

bang━━!!

He felt the floor crack, but Oliver didn't stop..

bang━━━!!!

The intense, hard-to-resist pain spread again and the floor sank, unable to overcome the impact..

The pain of falling downstairs caused Bonifa to let go of the broken knife and let go of his defenses..

“Shut it off...! sleep-”

bang━━━━!!!!

Before he could finish speaking, Oliver slammed his fist down again..

The floor falls back down without being able to overcome the shock..

Bonifa's Shattered Shoulder.

Nevertheless, Oliver did not stop his attack, and Bonifa's body was completely destroyed and fell to the ground below. Go on..

bang━━━━!!!!

bang━━━━━!!!!!

bang━━━━━━!!!!!!

Eventually, Oliver and Bonifa crossed the bottom floor of the building and came down to the basement..

Until there's nowhere left to fall.

By some coincidence, Bonifa was no longer broken..

Both shoulders were crushed like minced meat, the jaw was broken, the nose was broken, and the stomach and chest were far from intact..

Oh, there's one left.

a decent place.

None other than Bonifa's one eye.

Oliver held Bonifa's head in both hands and gave him a thumbs up, as if it was completely natural..

To crush Bonifa's eyeballs like grapes. to cause pain.

Just as I was about to follow my instinct and gouge out Bonifa's eyes, I heard a sound from one side..

“Shut up...! Turn it off!”

The sound of a child forcibly suppressing crying.

Oliver turned his head and could see.

A poor family hiding in the basement of an abandoned building.

They were curled up in a corner, desperately trying to hold back their tears..

In fear of Oliver.