Chapter 528 (2) - The Academys Weapon Replicator |
Frondier faced forward again.
The illusory door frame had disappeared. Now that he’s come this far, he has no choice but to find the giant.
“Is this… a cave?”
Frondier was in a cave where the left and right, top and bottom were blocked by stone. It seemed like a narrow cave.
In Pandemonium, the victor's Eclexis remains.
If the giant remains here, it means this cave belongs to the God.
“To think a God’s Eclexis would be such a narrow and dark place.”
Frondier first moved forward. He still couldn’t see the giant. The place where the two fought wasn’t here.
Step, step.
And just as he had sensed, he stepped into a vast cavity.
It couldn't be called a narrow and dark place. The place Frondier had been in was just the entrance.
“Amazing.”
Frondier raised his head and narrowed his eyes, just barely able to see the ceiling of the cave. That’s how high the cavity was, and it was incredibly vast.
“I could fit all the Olympic events in here and still have space left over.”
The floor was so smooth it was hard to believe it was a cave, and stairs were densely packed on the walls that surrounded it in a circle.
This place is a gigantic stadium, or a coliseum. And it’s as if the sky is covering it like a lid.
“What God's Eclexis is this shape?”
Frondier murmured quietly and looked around. To find the giant that must be somewhere.
It didn't take long.
“…….”
In the center of the wide-open space, there was a human figure.
It wasn't just one.
“How gruesome.”
A man stood in the center, pierced by countless spears and blades. Those spears and blades weren't just weapons; there were clearly humans holding them.
A multitude of humans seemed to have been frozen in place, their weapons plunged into the man in the center.
“Is this the moment this giant was defeated?”
Frondier moved a little closer. To get a better look at the giant’s face.
But then,
Shing!
One of the humans pulled out the blade he had thrust.
“!”
Seeing that, Frondier jumped back. When he landed again, all those who had plunged their weapons into the giant turned their gazes toward him.
The sight was creepy and eerie at the same time.
‘The owner of this Eclexis must have already left, but its power is still active.’
Pandemonium, a hell that inflicts endless pain on the loser. The expression is no lie.
Pandemonium keeps running. Even after the victor departs.
Thud.
As all the weapons that had pierced him were pulled out, the man presumed to be a giant collapsed with a thud. He didn’t move. Frondier wondered if the giant in that state could wake up again, but that wasn’t the problem right now.
‘Pandemonium doesn’t allow re-entry. No, that’s never happened before anyway.’
Frondier being here is a bug or an irregularity from the world’s perspective. Something that shouldn’t exist.
Whether it’s some kind of mechanism, or something that doesn’t even have a mechanism, this Pandemonium has now set Frondier as its enemy.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
The humans who stabbed the giant are approaching Frondier with heavy steps.
They could have run at a much faster speed, but they were marching in formation.
‘An army?’
Judging by their movements, they weren’t just random humans. These figures are a single unit.
Frondier raised his hand.
He shaped his hand like a gun and aimed it at one of them.
‘Just a test.’
Aiming for the head, he fired off his Eclexis.
Bang—!
There wasn’t actually a sound, but it felt like a sound like that as the head was blown off.
However, the march didn’t stop. The enemy continued to approach without slowing down at all.
‘Until now, when enemies were hit by this power, they’d freeze in shock, but these guys don’t have that.’
They don’t react to parts of their bodies being blown off. Or rather, they don’t even seem to be aware of it. They don’t seem to have self-awareness either.
In a way, it’s only natural. This army is the God’s Eclexis itself. Even if they look human, they’re ultimately just power.
‘I’d like to just blow them all away, but if I do that, the giant will be erased too.’
He didn’t know if the fallen giant could get back up, but if he were to be hit by Frondier’s power in that state, he’d surely die. In more ways than one.
Moreover, Frondier is still clumsy at handling Eclexis. He can draw all sorts of pictures with a pencil, but an eraser can only erase. He doesn’t have any great techniques with it.
‘One by one, for sure.’
Shing!
He dodged the thrusting spear and swept his hand, erasing a leg. The enemy stumbled and fell.
And as he aimed for the next enemy,
Woooosh—
“Gasp.”
The enemies in the direction Frondier swept his hand all lost their legs and toppled over.
Frondier’s expression turned grim. Thankfully, he was careful. If the giant had been in the straight line he was looking at, he would have cut him in half just now.
‘Still, if I physically erase their legs, they become combat ineffective anyway.’
Frondier made a judgment call and immediately toppled all the enemies coming at him. It didn’t take long, and although they were crawling towards him using their arms, they weren’t much of a threat. Just a little creepy to look at.
“Phew, well, I guess this means the God’s Eclexis isn’t that powerful after all—”
Frondier stopped mid-sentence and thought.
This is a flag.
Clank!
Boom!
Boom!
Boooom!
The sound of something opening could be heard, and then heavy, loud noises erupted from all directions.
At the far end of this massive cavity, doors burst open.
Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud—!
The sound of footsteps pouring in from all sides was already more like gunfire than footsteps. Countless soldiers charged at Frondier, each raising their weapons.
“……This is too much of a cheat.”
Thump!
Frondier quickly ran and reached the side of the fallen giant.
He briefly checked the giant’s face, but as expected, there was no way to tell just by looking.
The important thing was that he had reached the giant’s side.
Frondier swept his hand once with the giant behind him,
then turned around, put the giant behind him again, and swept his hand once more in the same way.
The result.
“Phew, that was close, that was close.”
Except for Frondier and the giant, nothing remained. Apart from where the giant was lying, all that was left was a pitch-black space.