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Never touch Eldmia Egga - Chapter 477

[477[Tuesday] Apostate may care, but I don't

Even though the sun was still shining, Eldmia's sword showed off its presence brilliantly..

The light, which came as fear to some and sublimity to others, became quiet only after it was clearly established in the shape of a sword..

The scene, which seemed to have no other way to describe it other than distributing divine power arbitrarily, was enough to make the viewer feel a variety of emotions. In the end, those overcome with emotion even though it was the power of another god, the faithful each raised their weapons and shouted the name of the god they served..

two warriors.

It was an amazing sight that made one wonder if something like this had ever happened again in the history of the continent, and those who were confident that this moment would be remembered not only as a legend but as a myth ran forward, realizing that they were sharing that moment..

After all, the gods are looking down on us. It is clear that even those who do not guard the warriors support us in other ways..

we weren't wrong.

Being a warrior who serves another god does not cause doubt, dissatisfaction, envy, jealousy, or even distrust of the gods. Unless they serve an evil god, all warriors are ultimately blessings and miracles given by the gods for mortals..

At this moment, all the humans rushed towards the Demon King's army, shouting the glory of the gods with great emotion, as if they had received an indignant reward for being faithful to religion up until now..

The moment the tiresome war turned into a holy war, the soldiers could not understand the meaning of the words Eldemia shouted as she raised her sword, but they imitated her pronunciation, however clumsily, believing that it must have been a language representing the will of God..

To those who don't know it, it was a magnificent sight that would remain as a painting....

"Even if I shout out, why are you doing something like that?..."

Siegfried, who knew everything, felt disoriented by the pseudo-Korean language coming from all directions. Considering that the hot springs were full of Homer Simpson, it was difficult to hold back laughter even though the situation was serious..

Siegfried, who belatedly realized the situation as his body had already learned that no matter how much of a monster it is, will die if its head is ripped off, suppressed a sigh and tried to control his facial expression as much as possible, but ultimately failed because Entire, who was so excited and ran towards him, was shouting at him while imitating his poor Korean. I ended up saying.

"Sir Khaleesi. command."

Of course, the Demon King's army was in a situation completely opposite to that of the humans..

Not only are soldiers throwing away their weapons and running away or losing their will to fight all over the place, but even the command staff, who were watching this scene through magic, took time to recover from the mental shock, making the command system almost half-functioning..

Nevertheless, the reason there were quite a few people who did not give up fighting was entirely due to the illusion wizards..

"Not only the command, but even the transmission of orders between executives is not smooth. The superiors in close range are either dead or out of contact, and there is no command flag standing upright anywhere.."

To be precise, it was because I knew that they had been dealing with the hero by applying the divine power of the demon god..

It was extremely common sense and simple logic. If we really turned our backs on the devil, there's no way we could use divine power, right??

"The highest commanding authority in this situation is you, Lord Khalesi, leader of the Special Operations Command's Champion Response Unit. please give orders."

There is just some mistake. Or, it is merely the result of a clever trick by the enemy. Even in this situation, the eyes of those who did not put down their weapons, believing in the conclusion reached by using their brains, which can be said to be calm, were focused on Khalesi, who was losing his mind, even forgetting to complain of pain..

The power of the strong is so enormous that other races cannot understand it, and because the upper and lower classes are also solid demon kings, no one doubted that Kalesi would give the 'proper' orders..

If you want to die fighting fiercely, you will die together, and if you want to retreat to save the future, you will retreat together. Unlike new recruits who wander aimlessly, they were old soldiers who could be called veterans, and they were soldiers who had guarded the front lines..

"retreat."

A quick and forceful command was what they wanted, and the soldiers took action without hesitation..

"Retreat! retreat!"

"Keep Eldmia in check! Protect the wizards! Now is your chance as he fights a rampage wizard.!"

The order to retreat made even those who lacked the will to fight move. Thanks to this, the nearby Demon King's army, which had been stagnant in the chaos, quickly gathered its troops and began to retreat..

In the coordinated movements, Kalesi, who had forgotten even the pain in her shoulder and was glaring at Eldmia with a serious expression, carefully raised her hand. When I stepped down, even if I did, I needed to check one more thing about that ridiculous variable..

Clearly, Baselard had activated magic..

However, after the sword exploded with light, the only ones eaten by the erosion were the two she had made as her first victims. Even one of them died without any regenerative powers as his head was blown off by Siegfried's great sword, and the other one was completely toyed with by Eldmia..

What if, really what if.

If the sword he's holding is on the verge of breaking, it's the holy sword that the Special Operations Command has been looking for.?

And if he used that power to stop the erosion of wizards who had to be eroded by the dregs,?

Right now, you can see with the naked eye that the recovery speed of the cut from that guy's sword is significantly slowing down. It is difficult to dismiss all of this as a coincidence, so it would be more correct to believe that it has something that can stop erosion or the power to resist the power of evil spirits..

Since Khaleesi had no intention of taking risks with uncertain variables on this battlefield anyway, she decided to conduct one final experiment using a moderately injured mage as the scapegoat..

Baselad suffered a neck injury, but had no problems with movement. Khalesi turned his attention to the man who was retreating safely with the help of those around him, and immediately casted a spell after checking the wizard, who was unable to walk properly as his legs had been pierced by a projectile thrown by Eldmia earlier, and was being supported..

"clear."

It doesn't matter if he can't stop the erosion. In that case, the wizard will be discarded and give you enough time to retreat..

Conversely, it can also prevent erosion. No, actually, that was the best thing. If something goes wrong, it will be a golden opportunity to remove the obstacle of being eaten by the remnants of evil spirits..

I hope it's the latter, and just before the magic that left her hand flew into the bracelet worn by the limping wizard and hit it, a fragment from Eldmia's sword, which was fighting the castaway, flew out in an instant, making it impossible to see with the naked eye. The magic was cut exactly in half..

"Was it destroying magic?...!"

It was surprising enough that it wasn't a dispel, but rather it targeted and destroyed magic precisely through physical means, but it was a disappointing result..

In that case, he was momentarily curious about the principle behind suppressing the regenerative ability of those who fell prey to erosion, but Khaleesi could not think about it for long..

The fragment that destroyed the magic wandered in the air for a moment and then flew straight at me..

"Wow!!"

I tried to deploy the shield belatedly, but the fragments were faster. The shrapnel lodged itself deep in her upper arm, not only targeting her right hand where she had cast the spell, but even maneuvering around the soldier who tried to block her in front of her..

I woke up to a pain that was incomparable to when I was pierced by a projectile..

It was only a short moment, but since Khalesi had been studying divine power for a long time, she realized that the fragment contained magic and divine power..

The main point is that it is similar to that of a demon god, but for some reason, many transformations have occurred, and the power has degenerated into something whose true identity is difficult to guess. Even in the pain of being consumed by fire, the power was new enough to make me think that it might be a new direction for my research..

As soon as that thought occurred to him, Khalesi's action was to use his own arm as a sacrifice and use magic to trap the fragments in his body..

"Ahhhhh!"

"Damn it, Lord Khalesi is injured! hurt..."

"no! Don't touch me! You can't miss it!"

It was an incomprehensible pain. It is difficult to say that he suffered greater damage from the divine power, which is the opposite of using the remnants of an evil god, especially since he has always used the divine power of the evil god without any problems..

The reason she was able to not lose her mind in such extreme pain that only a moment felt like an eternity was because of her obsession with completing her research..

Khalesi's obsession with casting magic while looking straight at one arm being turned to mush by flying debris in an attempt to return to its owner, beyond simply trembling due to pain, made even veteran soldiers who had seen all kinds of horrors on the battlefield frown. It was so crazy that it made you cringe..

"it's okay!"

And when they finally succeeded and saw Khalesi's face filled with joy, not even caring about his shattered arm, some soldiers turned their gaze away and decided to focus on retreating..

At this moment, the sound of Khalesi's demented laughter coming from the side was more horrifying than the painful cries of the monster coming from behind them as they quickly walked away from the battlefield..