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Genius Warlock-Episode 489

489. conversation with the devil (2)

[Out Cry)]

As Oliver chanted, his mouth parted, and through the parted mouth, Oliver's breath and the black substance collected from beneath his feet condensed into one..

Infinite energy that not only covers the earth but also dominates the darkness..

Oliver compressed and compressed his power to the extent that his dark magic and body could handle. When it reached its limit, it let out a roar with physical force through its split mouth..

━━━━━━━━━━━━!

Oliver let out a pitch-black roar. The sound was so loud that it engulfed everything around it and silenced it..

All I could feel was the roar tearing the air and the earth-shaking sound..

The roar filled with such anger swept away everything in front of Oliver..

“Whoa whoa······.”

As the dust cleared, the torn air regained its original color, and the darkness regained its place, Oliver was able to know two things..

The first was that this was not a cave connected to an abandoned mine..

As I felt at the stakes earlier, there was no end to this space. There was only infinite vastness..

The principle and reason were unknown, but this was not a cave connected to an abandoned mine, but a different space..

But that was relatively less important than the second fact..

If you compare it to a burned-out person who remains intact even after being hit by a roar that compresses and compresses black matter..

A burned man stood amidst the black smoke. As if nothing happened, just stay in the same place.

Even though he was hit by a typhoon-like quarter staff, cut by a dagger imbued with tens of thousands of diseases, had his body temperature stolen by the hands of a dead man, and was hit by a huge roar from the front, he did not suffer any damage..

Even scratches. All Oliver achieved was to stall the game for a few seconds. Just that much.

For the first time since he left the mine, Oliver realized what it was like to be brokenhearted..

Feelings I haven't felt since the orphanage and mine days..

Ironically, it was only after being in this situation that Oliver realized how blessed he was, and at the same time, how dangerous the situation was..

[It was okay. so so.]

The devil said, shaking off the dust from his body. He wasn't bragging or ridiculing the other person to intimidate them. It really kicked up the dust..

[The problem is that it is just okay. Did you really expect me, who rules over one of the 72 hells to be divided into hell, to be attacked by the power of hell and its sinners??]

The devil asked as if he was truly curious. That question contained the same disappointment as before..

Although his feelings weren't that sharp, Oliver took a step back without realizing it..

I remembered this feeling... Orphanages and mines. This was how I felt before learning about black magic..

The feeling of facing an opponent you can't fight, with no means to resist..

It was helplessness, fear, panic, and the desire to survive..

Of course, you couldn't compare an orphanage director, a mine supervisor, a strong kid, and a devil, but there was no fundamental difference..

The only difference was the sense that Oliver felt..

In the not-too-distant past, I seemed to be able to react calmly and calmly even when I felt helpless and afraid, but now, perhaps due to the influence of Pilgeret, I felt a little more vivid..

Is that to blame? Oliver felt like he had to run away, and he wanted to run away too..

Because it was not an opponent I could fight against..

The body was more honest than the head, and Oliver quickly scanned his surroundings to find a direction to escape..

Then, Oliver saw. Paladin Joanna.

Only then did my brain, paralyzed with fear and helplessness for the first time in a long time, tell me why I was trying in the first place..

I heard a voice in my head.

‘Then, by any chance, do you know my sister? Joanna is so amazing..’

‘It's our pride.’

‘That child was truly special. Even though he was an abandoned child, he was grateful to come to this orphanage and tried to be a source of strength to other children as well as adults like me..’

It was a story I heard at Ark Orphanage..

[Calm)]

[Awake)]

[Stupor)]

[No Pain)]

[Lay The Foundations)]

[High Density Bone)]

[Steel Bone)]

[Muscle Up)]

[Muscle hyperplasia)]

[Muscle Compression)]

[Burning Life)]

[Reflexes Reinforcement)]

[Nerve acceleration)]

[Madness Injection)]

[Terrible Anger)]

[Fury)]

[Muscle Anger Proportional)]

[Mental Awakening)]

Oliver easily injected more than ten disease-enhancing black magic into his body..

A method I rarely used even after becoming a warlock. The reason was very simple. Because it put a huge strain on my body..

Nevertheless, considering the situation in which he faced an unstoppable being and his body being strengthened by eating the flesh of a human meat cook, Oliver poured as much disease-enhancement type black magic as he could into his body..

Considering that even five doses is an overdose, this is truly a huge amount..

However, Oliver didn't care. Shouldn't we do something??

Oliver first regains his composure with Calm and Awake, and then,

Block body pain with Stupol and No Pain.,

After laying the foundation for a body that can handle a large amount of black magic with Lay the Foundation,,

Bone density was increased with a high-density bone, and bone strength was increased with a steel bone..

Then, muscle mass was increased exponentially with muscle ups and muscle hyperplasia, and muscle compression was used to compress the muscles as much as possible to achieve optimal efficiency..

Thanks to this, Oliver's body released water vapor like a steam engine. However, it wasn't the end.

After strengthening his body to the limit, Oliver uses Burning Life, which changes life force into physical ability, Reflex Reinforcement, which increases reflexes, Nulb Acceleration, Madness Injection, which changes anger into power, Terrible Anger, Fury, and Muscle Anger Proportional. administered continuously.

Oliver's body temperature rose every time black magic was administered, and the steam coming out of his body began to take on a red color..

blood boiling.

Anger and nervous overload taking over the body. Oliver used Mental Awakening as painkiller to maintain his senses and used his last black magic..

[Sinner's Armor)]

At Oliver's last chant, a large number of twisted beings covered in tar came out and attached themselves to Oliver's body..

As they had done before, they used their own bones, flesh, and blood to create armor mixed with skulls and corpses and covered Oliver from head to toe..

Its appearance and intimidation had the texture of a person who had been burned. A look away from reality.

Oliver just kicked the floor..

As he kicked the floor, Oliver disappeared in an instant, and a small explosion erupted from the ground he was standing on, and the sound of the wind blowing rang out..

Then Oliver suddenly appeared in front of the burned man and began attacking him with all his might..

With a body strengthened to its limits and armored with armor made from sinners of hell who sold their last dignity,.

It may be a cliché, but each of Oliver's attacks shook the air, shook the ground, and caused thunderous sounds everywhere..

A natural disaster in the shape of a human being. It was a two-legged disaster, but horribly, it was no match for a real disaster..

The Burned One who rules over one of the hells confronted Oliver with one finger..

Oliver's quarter staff that causes a typhoon, and the dagger that contains tens of thousands of diseases..

The only difference from before is that we take a few steps back..

In order not to miss this trend, Oliver continued to attack even though he was unable to land a blow..

Swinging the quarter staff. Swinging a bloody dagger.

Form a black magic circle in the air and shoot bullets of hate,

Exploding a bomb of anger and swinging the quarter staff.

Using the armor on his face, he lets out a roar of anger..

Swinging a bloody dagger.

Making the dead man's hands out of the cloak he wore..

Throwing a javelin made of black material.

Stabbing with a bloody dagger.

Grab it with black tentacles and throw it away.

I shook my fist.

[fist······?]

The Burned One said as he was hit by Oliver's fist..

One of the many onslaughts landed in my abdomen. It didn't hit the target, but the burned one reacted in surprise..

I guess he didn't expect that Oliver would make a black hand and swing a quarter staff and then swing a fist himself..

What I didn't expect was the same for Oliver..

This is what happened when I attacked randomly in front of a strong opponent... However, looking at the reaction of the burned one, it didn't seem that bad..

Swish!

The Burned One struck back. He swung his finger, and Oliver, with his heightened reflexes and physical prowess, narrowly dodged it..

However, I was unable to avoid it completely, so the outside of my armor was torn apart..

A chill ran down my spine. Even the strongest armor is paper armor to the devil.

Oliver almost flinched back without realizing it, but managed to come to his senses and dig in. Even though he stepped back anyway, there was no answer..

Oliver threw down the quarter staff..

The burned one flicked it away and immediately thrust out his finger, breaking the rim of the faceplate..

The blade of the blood-red dagger was lengthened using black magic to aim for the devil's neck, and as soon as it touched the devil's neck, the lengthened blade was reduced to ash and crumbled..

The Burned One flicked his finger lightly, creating a diagonal cut in his armor.,

Oliver strengthened his damaged armor and let out a roar of anger. Even though the burnt one was pierced by his finger, and even his face was pierced,.

Oliver suddenly turned his head to dodge and swung his fist..

Both the intact left hand and the burned right hand.

Pabang-!

A short, concise ringing sound. Oliver let out a small scream..

Clearly, despite using black magic to block pain, an unbearable pain surged through Oliver's right arm..

So much so that I want to sit down and scream right now. But I couldn't do that..

Because I saw a burned man who was hit by his right hand for a moment and patted his stomach once..

It worked. Although it was very weak, Oliver's attack worked..

Phew······.

The Burned One exhaled deeply, and an indescribable hot wind surged like a wave, burning Oliver's armor without fire and sending him flying backwards..

The distance suddenly widened, but Oliver didn't care. As if he had found an opportunity, he immediately extracted his own hunger and administered it to his shadow..

To his own shadow, which possesses the emotions, magic, and vitality of a human meat cook, and has even absorbed many of the creatures of the fan in that state..

When Oliver administered his hunger, the shadow came to life..

As an amorphous creature without a shape.

The only body parts the Creature had were a huge mouth to quench its hunger and an eerie set of teeth..

[Ahhh······.]

Oliver's shadow, which came to life unintentionally, did as its instincts told it to and rushed towards the burned man..

Perhaps because of his unpleasant appearance, the burned man brought his index and thumb together and snapped his fingers..

Just.

When the sound rang, a strong light was emitted, bleaching all the surrounding colors to white..

At the same time, Oliver's shadow did not do much and collapsed under the powerful firepower. but it was okay.

Oliver, who followed right behind the shadow, had already narrowed the distance..

When the world returned to its original color, Oliver focused his glove on his burned right hand and punched out, and the burned one also punched Oliver. faster.

***

The fists crossed and Oliver lost consciousness for a moment. very briefly.

When I opened my eyes, all I could remember was that my fist was crossed with the devil's fist... Oh, there was more..

The devil's fist reached him first..

For a moment, the devil's fist seemed bigger and it was a mistake to shrink back..

As soon as he was hit by the fist, the armor on Oliver's body shattered and flew all the way here..

Pain surged throughout my body. All that could be seen was the darkness surrounding her, the black substance disappearing as time ran out, and Joanna was frightened..

She was looking at Oliver with fear. Oliver was afraid. Even though her brain knew she shouldn't, her instinct as a living thing felt fear..

Joanna tried to say something to Oliver, showing various emotions such as fear, fear, and guilt, but the Burned Man approached and intercepted her words..

[I guess I'm scared of you.]

A voice echoing from all directions. Oliver heard the sound and woke up. I felt like my body would break.

“······yes.”

[You're trying to save me. Well, it's natural that she's forgotten her duty as a Holy Knight..]

Oliver shook his head despite the pain flooding his entire body..

“I am······. I'm not great enough to save anyone..”

[I agree. You too are ignoring the sin in front of you and blocking me just because I am nearby..]

The Burned One criticized. Although his words themselves were not sharp, they had the power to hurt others..

Oliver was silent, as if he was lost in thought, and the Burned One pressed for an answer..

[Are you in denial??]

After a while, Oliver finished thinking and opened his mouth..

“Before answering. Can I ask you a question??”

[Tell me.]

“What are you going to do after burning it all??”

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