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Never touch Eldmia Egga - Episode 590

[590Tue] Demi-

Since when did that statue contain such divine power?.

No, is it true that it is contained? To put it in an analogy, the divine power spread everywhere is as thick as dust, making it difficult to even see it properly. All we know for sure now is that none of us realized it until he touched the statue, and anyway, he's screaming through it all to become a demilich..

1There are fifty thousand different things that pass through my mind in a split second that seems to be split into countless seconds. There is no time to worry about which of the instinctive branches of thought is best..

First, as always, start from the root. By the time I thought that, I had already accelerated towards the statue, dodging something that looked like lightning thrown down along with the quack's scream..

"After asking if you were curious, I just introduced myself and fell asleep.."

It was a strange attack.

What you see before the lightning is shot is clearly similar to a magic trick, but what actually works there is a mixture of magic and divine power..

Even though the casting time was ridiculously fast, there was no time to swing the sword and interrupt the flow of magical power, and as soon as I took three more steps to close the distance with the guy, none of the four spells that were completed were properly destroyed..

Emmett is clearly trying to dispel from behind, but it looks like this....

"Anyway, independent standards are everywhere, anytime, anywhere.."

This means that his magic is being transformed in real time into a form different from the existing framework..

[[It's a question of which of us will overcome death?!!]]

The four spells were copied into eight, and what was shot was like a beam of blazing fire. According to the composition of the technique, it was clearly a flame-type projectile, but the sight of a laser beam coming out of nowhere was quite surprising..

But it's just surprising and not particularly threatening. Although time was running out to avoid it, the barrier that spread from the gauntlet that had been infused with magic for the first time in a long time was enough to block it. It was his mistake to kill me without a single error in order to explode my head with eight magic spells completed in an instant..

"Do the damn thing."

In that short period of time, it is completed again and the magic fired is avoided with double acceleration. It would be great if I could jump up and reach the statue like they often do in cartoons, but unfortunately, if I did that, I would have lost at least ten lives, so I ran as hard as I could..

Now, with the help of Este, who automatically grants blessings without any request or explanation, the accelerated movement cannot be easily caught up by even a struggling quack who has become a quasi-demilich..

When a wizard and a warrior who are on the same level and are doing their best face off, who has the upper hand is a controversial topic in a long tradition, but right now, even though there are variables, he is a wizard who did not do his best..

"How can a guy who's already lost overcome something??"

The distance from the quack is now around 2 meters. He must have sensed that he couldn't extend the distance with attack magic, but he was a quack who had shielded himself with a strangely fast cast, but since my target wasn't the guy, I passed him by..

[[What?]]

I can feel him being taken aback by my actions. The fact that the skull, which was so cracked that it seemed as if it was about to explode at any moment, expanded from the inside seems to be evidence that the guy's concentration was broken..

But that too is only a moment. I don't know why, but as soon as he accepted the divine power, his abilities were greatly increased, and in an instant, as if he had been re-bonded, the magic began to move around the guy holding the skull and form magic..

Still, he was late this time. I stabbed Este towards the statue before he could complete the spell..

"Este!!"

[Ha, do it!!]

The last-ditch attempt was enough to be considered a variable, but I am also a person who is not swayed by variables. Este, who was embedded in the statue with a violent cutting sound, began to gather her divine power as if she were absorbing the remnants of the evil spirit..

The level is different from when the remnants of the evil spirit were sucked out of the Wind King's corpse. Seeing Este absorbing divine power in an instant, like sucking up dust with a vacuum cleaner, the quack's skull opened again and even the magic was disrupted..

[[Stand, holy sword?! You! Was he a hero?!!]]

There was no obligation or value to answer, so I just focused on thinking quickly..

Este's ability to absorb is certainly amazing, but it cannot cut off the divine power flowing to the quack all at once. Above all, I don't know where the source of this divine power is, but when I approach it directly and plunge my sword into it, I feel dizzy from its vastness..

Until then, we have to deal with this guy..

"Yeah fuck it."

As soon as I made that decision, I took my hand away from the beauty treatment and raised a fist filled with divine power, looking straight at the guy's skull, which was cracked to an incomparable degree compared to before..

"A hero appears."

Then, I suddenly closed the distance with double acceleration and swung my fist to crush the guy's skull..

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Vistal, who firmly believed that he had created the sudden change, was shocked once again by the unexpected appearance of the hero and the holy sword, and again by the barbarity of the warrior who let go of the sword and suddenly struck with a punch without even using an ax in both hands..

And as soon as his skull cracked after being hit by the hero's fist, it began to degenerate into another shock..

'The distance... doesn't improve....!'

The guy didn't just punch because he was ignorant..

The two-handed ax he was swinging was obviously fast, but as Vistal went through the process of becoming a demilich, his perception range and thinking were much faster. I even feel mentally refreshed, as if the wall of thinking that had been blocking me until now has collapsed and a new path has opened up..

I can assure you that if the guy had dragged the ax in an unknown way and started fighting, I would have been able to block it and counterattack to gain distance and time..

But punching was different..

Even a crossbow arrow fired right in front of you would be slower than that guy's fist. The fight until now without using divine power was probably a smokescreen operation, but Eldmia's movements, which now without hesitation gave her divine protection and clung to her with her even more strengthened physical abilities, were beyond the magician's control..

However, this does not mean that punching cannot deliver an effective blow. Vistal was truly afraid that if two punches hit the exact same spot, his head would be shattered and he would die..

Vistal's body, which is cracked as if it will break at any moment due to the process of forcibly accepting and fusing divine power, is not in a state of crumbling as easily as it looks. Normal physical attacks can't even make a scratch, and along with its durability, its resistance to magic has increased to a level where it can withstand a fair amount of magic. Because it is absorbing divine power, it is able to withstand even low-level holy laws..

Destroy it with just two fists. What that means is very clear..

It is said that the gauntlet, which is gradually crumbling and breaking, and the bastard's fist contained within it, contain greater divine power and magical power than any ordinary sacred weapon..

[[A hero, in this situation! At this moment! After all, he’s a hero!!]]

I saw the possibility as I watched the two demons foaming at the divine power pouring out of the vessel in the basement of the temple..

He foresaw success and felt joy as he felt his body not crumbling all at once, his mind becoming clearer even in the midst of terrible pain, and his magic becoming stronger and faster each time..

He was thrilled to see that the demon wizard who had persistently interfered with his magic was unable to do anything, and by the time such magic emerged and continued naturally as if he had been alive and breathing, he had already planned to overcome this situation and continue his research in earnest. was weaving.

[[why!! Why does the world, from number one to ten, disturb me?!!]]

It was now collapsing in real time in front of two fists and a sword..

"This is ridiculous, you bastard."

The moment Vistal finally exploded in the most unreasonable and unfair situation of all his years up until now, screamed, Eldmia, who was sparing no time to breathe while throwing a punch, grabbed his neck vertebrae..

Of course, it was normal for there to be no damage, but for some reason, Vistal felt like he was suffocating..

"Why, why, you bastard? It's because you're the world's biggest son of a bitch.."

[[Huh?...]]

I wanted to say, don't shout..

Eldmia would have said that if she hadn't slammed Vistal's head on the floor..

"Me, me, me..."

Then, for some reason, Ingladiu, who was groaning under the pressure of the divinity from afar, grabbed his head and let out a wail..