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Never touch Eldmia Egga - Episode 480

[480[Tuesday] God knows

Gods definitely exist in this world. Of course, there are protections, blessings, and miracles, but the concept of divine punishment is one that I am not very familiar with..

There is no particular reason there. Just because the gods are generous.

Even if a problem arises, we trust mortals to be able to solve it, and if blasphemy occurs, we immediately say, 'This blasphemous man!' Instead of casting, start with a warning..

Excluding very few exceptional situations, this is the basic policy taken by the gods who look over this world, so naturally, the concept of God directly punishing them is only applicable to the assholes of the world, and is by no means the norm..

'Oh right. There was something like that.' This feeling is just a universal view of dealing with divine punishment..

So when it actually happened, everyone went into brain freeze and the war literally stopped..

At first I thought someone had dropped a box of flash bombs out of thin air..

However, even though the battlefield was visible in black and white due to the enormous light, I realized that I was not dazzled and no abnormal symptoms appeared, so I noticed something strange earlier than others..

As I looked at the source, feeling the divine power spreading like a breeze or sand blowing in a storm, the light fell once more, and by the time I realized what the light was, everyone had already stopped moving, regardless of whether they were demons or humans. I turned my head and looked at the rear camp of the Demon King's army..

There is no sound or shock. As if looking at a muted world through a monitor, a ray of pure white light flashes, turning the world into black and white every time..

Both sides saw the light and began to retreat to their respective camps as if they had promised..

The intention would have been completely different. The Demon King's army would have recognized that the situation was very serious as that beam of light was falling on their base, and they would have been close to retreating, and it would have been because we did not want to be unfairly swept away by sticking with those who were receiving the 'real' divine punishment..

Even with several demon lords sitting down and dragging their feet as if they had been hit by a beam of light, not a single one of them tries to swing their sword or make a bold charge. Instead, he sneaks away as if he's seen someone with the plague..

No one even said anything about it.

There was no difference between the superhumans who were fighting among themselves..

No, it was a little different. As soon as the sword master stopped moving, the guy wielding the ax spear ran towards the main base with the same momentum he had with running into the battlefield..

Even in this situation, it could be said that he was truly a superhuman to take action without saying a word..

"It's Sir Ega?"

And such boldness was not easy even for our superhumans..

She had no regrets about the retreating Dokchang, and without hesitation, she turned around and immediately headed towards me..

There was only one reason why this was possible even in a complex battlefield. While the soldiers were splitting into their respective camps like a swarm of bees, I was left alone on the battlefield..

"I often heard stories from the warrior. My name is Santoa Santri and I belong to the Imperial Guard of the Eshnua Empire.."

Unlike her, who was fighting closely while barely moving from her spot, I was quite far forward, but she quickly closed the distance and approached me, naturally offering to shake my hand without any formality..

But I couldn't hide my embarrassment as I received that handshake. Her grumpiness, her good attitude, and the words she continued as if it were no big deal were very insignificant..

"Looking closer, you are much more unique than I heard. Are you of mixed blood??"

The mouth is smiling, and there is no particular strength in the handshake, but the eyes are not smiling at all..

Even though I've been fighting demons right next to me, if there's anything suspicious, I'm full of thoughts of digging into it right away..

Of course, such a reaction was completely understandable and there was nothing to be embarrassed about, so I spoke confidently..

"no. He's just an ordinary Demon Cult warrior.."

On one hand, I hope the Empire's Sword Master isn't a cuckold racecist..

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Since the war began, the positions of the Demon King's army, devastated to an unprecedented degree, have been chaos itself..

It was a problem that all major logistics and facilities had literally evaporated, and it was a problem that no one knew why, how, or where this disaster originated, but the bigger problem was that all of this was accompanied by any noise and physical shock. The most serious problem was that it was not done..

There was not even a trace of the soldiers and objects left behind in the area that had been ravaged by an unidentifiable, terrible disaster that could even be called bombing. As if nothing had ever been there from the beginning, only crushed grass and land remain..

When the light fell, something like pure white ash was scattered, but it had long since disappeared in the cold winter wind. An unfamiliar person would have no choice but to assume that the camp was being built or moved in a strange way. While the area was completely intact, the troops in the camp were divided into three categories..

Those who were indoors and came out late and had no idea what happened because there was no aftermath, and those who were terrified by accidentally witnessing the disaster firsthand..

Lastly, those who are in the position of having to sort out this whole mess because of their position as commanders..

"According to eyewitness accounts, the first pillar of light originated in the research tent of the Illusion Wizards.."

"Some say that after the pillar of light disappeared, something like an unidentifiable piece of metal remained...."

"...60% of food consumed in the process..."

"The armory..."

There were more than ten people reporting, but there were only four people sitting at the command post..

Even so, the position of supreme commander is vacant. It would have been fortunate if they were all out on the battlefield and not here, but unfortunately they were caught up in a disaster and 'disappeared'..

Those who remain are watching and listening, but their minds are like a blank slate. Still, I couldn't say anything about them. Just setting up this place to hear the report and attempting to resolve the soldiers deserves praise..

The four commanders had not exchanged a word since they gathered here, but they had already reached a conclusion implicitly..

Command destroyed. Supply disruption. Impossible to maintain wire.

"Other magic units expressed the opinion that such a thing would not be possible unless divine intervention occurred... along with the remnants of strong divine power.."

The soldier who made a remark that made the commanders flinch, as if they were drooling from their mouths like idiots at any moment, was so nervous that a spark might fly out, but fortunately they just lost the energy to think and did not want to vent their anger somewhere far away..

"Divine intervention? not an enemy raid?"

"...that."

There is no intention at all to put pressure on the gaze that naturally gathers on the hesitant soldier. It's just full of endless questions.

Because of this, the soldier was able to maintain his composure and speak with difficulty even while receiving attention from the commander and other soldiers..

"There was a similar question among them, but if this was an enemy attack, our enemy would be... God.."

The soldiers felt fearful, wondering if it was the intervention of a powerful enemy, and the commanders, who knew the truth to some extent, felt fearful of the fact that they had truly incurred the wrath of God..

After that, reports continued, but there was no 'command'. Even after the soldiers who had completed their reports were bitten, time passed by with no one speaking first..

As time passed so vaguely, it was another soldier who rushed in to bring about change in the increasingly heavy command center..

"Hey, I'll give you a report! An investigation unit directly under the Special Operations Command has just arrived via space travel magic.!"

As a result, questions lingered in the minds of the commanders who were once pale. I haven't even seen it yet, so quickly? Even if it had been observed with the naked eye, it would have been difficult to pinpoint its location.?

"Are you coming here??"

"No, I went right away to check the scene...."

"...i get it."

From the moment the Special Operations Investigation Unit is dispatched, it has higher authority than the unit's commander-in-chief. And it only appears in situations where you have no choice but to understand that such power is in your hands..

The commanders got up from their seats, feeling sorry for themselves because they were relieved that this was such a special situation..

There was no need for guidance or anything. After all, the ‘site’ was everywhere. As expected, they didn't walk very far before encountering a cape-wearing investigation unit..

The person who responded was a man wearing a uniform as sharp as his sharp horns, who was standing behind the unit members who were investigating the surroundings and silently crossing his arms. The uniform uniform was also a uniform, but the man was even more differentiated because of his cleanliness, which was far from the battlefield. He even wore angled glasses, so from the outside, you might think he was a person who symbolized strictness..

However, the low-hanging eyes that overshadowed the entire impression that such an outfit gave gave an extremely lazy impression..

Like reluctantly wearing clothes that someone put on you on purpose..

"four?"

Even talking seemed bothersome. Someone who understood that that short word was a question cautiously opened his mouth..

"...The commander-in-chief and other commanders were killed.."

"ah."

Even though he saw the massive damage with his own eyes, the man maintained an unimpressed attitude and turned his head to the scene of the incident again and gave an order as if it was no big deal..

"Ordered under the authority of Special Operations Command. withdrawal of troops."

It took some time for the surrounding soldiers and commanders to understand that the order meant abandoning the front line that had been maintained without a single break for years, but there was no rebuttal..