novelraw Chapter 135
Chapter 135
Chapter 135
Parhel scanned her surroundings with a panicked expression.
“No, something like this shouldn't be possible. If so, why didn't you use it outside? There's no reason not to!”
What kind of nonsense was that. Perspective was different from concepts like sound or smell that were recreated even after being burned. A region where perspective had been burned once became a region forever devoid of perspective.
If I burned the perspective of a specific area, that place would turn into a high-accident zone.
I couldn't exactly ruin the precious Earth where I had to live for the rest of my life like that.
The point was, this wasn't a place where I had to live forever.
“What are you doing. This clown ambitiously brought out the joke he prepared. Don't ruin the mood and laugh already.”
A person prepared so hard, yet the reaction was like this.
“Shut your mouth.”
The undead atop the castle walls poured arrows toward me. However, none of them reached anywhere near me.
In a world where perspective had vanished, hitting a target by firing arrows was nearly impossible. You couldn't estimate the distance.
“Unless, of course, you've practiced a lot.”
Like who? Like me.
I pulled out an arrow stuck in the ground and threw it like a dart. With a screeching sound, the arrow I hurled accurately shattered the skull of one of the corpses on the wall.
I smiled toward Parhel, who had been wearing an arrogant expression until a moment ago.
“You prepared an army? For someone like you, I prepared a battlefield.”
Starting my sprint with a stomp, I thrust my spear forward and rammed the castle wall like a battering ram. With the sound of breaking bones, the firmly built wall shattered and dented deeply.
“Hahaha! Bring it on! I don't know how much rotten meat you've prepared, but I hope it's not lacking!”
Looking at the crimson lumps of meat squirming around, it felt like being at a meat buffet.
If that lich was the owner of the meat buffet, then I was the mukbang streamer who came to the restaurant for a group dinner. One of us was dying today.
“Over here, one more plate please!”
I didn't go up onto the wall. In the first place, their numbers were so vast they had to be called a legion, while I was alone.
The act of occupying was impossible to begin with, so there was no reason to crawl into a narrow space to fight.
The meat lumps tried their best to attack me by firing arrows and unleashing magic, but almost all the attacks landed in strange places.
A few succeeded in flying toward me, but the hundreds of blue trajectories I had already floated while swinging my spear toward the wall blocked those attacks on their own.
“With this.”
Continuing my rapid strikes, I absorbed even more of the mana in the air and swung my spear heavily.
With a rumbling sound, a portion of the white bone wall collapsed, and the meat lumps standing atop it fell along with it.
I felt mana gathering in the falling meat. Parhel exploded all the falling meat lumps. As the meat burst, a spray of blood obscured my vision.
I covered my face with my arm to block the flying meat and blood.
I spat on the ground, then stood on the collapsed wall and drove my spear into the earth.
The battlefield was burning. Everything that was ablaze was not something normal flames could burn.
Perspective, color perception, sense of direction.
In the battlefield where I stood, the elements that composed a normal world were collapsing one by one. Some things would be recreated over time.
However, the things I was burning now were only those that wouldn't recover even with the passage of time.
“You are destroying the world.”
Parhel glared at me from afar with eyes that looked like they wanted to chew me up.
Already, the vision of all the undead guarding the castle she built, including Parhel herself, was failing to function.
Parhel wasn't looking at me, her eyes were simply directed toward the place where my life force could be felt.
“Yeah, I'm destroying it. Who cares, it's not the real world anyway?”
If that bastard died, the inside of this Erosion Core would also disappear.
“Such power cannot be permitted to any being, let alone a mere mortal wielding it as he pleases.”
“Look at that, anyone listening would think an angel had descended instead of a lich.”
That wasn't something a revived corpse should say. At my words, Parhel swung her hand irritably, and in accordance with that movement, the corpses became a massive wave and surged toward me.
Since she couldn't gauge the distance properly, her scheme was to push through with an area-of-effect attack.
Simultaneously, a destructive dissonance erupted from the massive organ. The surging wave of corpses seethed in response to the vibration of that dissonance.
“Lich or whatever. Your very existence is a threat to all things. No matter what happens, I will surely eliminate you here.”
“Ha, so I'm the villain now?”
Then it was only right to act in a way befitting a villain. I threw myself into the surging wave of corpses.
The massive wave that poured down with the momentum to sweep me away exploded as it was and soared high into the sky.
Afterward, the floating flesh, bones, and blood poured down like rain. I took that disgusting shower while wrapped in black flames and sprinted toward Parhel.
“The things you can do, and the things you will be able to do. They are absolutely unacceptable, and no one can handle them!”
Along with magic circles, massive greatswords made of bone, likely thirty meters long, were summoned in the sky and fell haphazardly.
“No, this isn't just greatswords, it's at the level where buildings are falling.”
That bastard was definitely overexerting herself. The organ's performance also seemed to be reaching its climax. The tempo of the music being played was almost at the level of a can-can dance.
“Good grief. How annoying.”
The weight of the falling swords was no joke. Naturally, I would get hurt if I didn't dodge while calculating the shockwaves generated when they hit the ground. Furthermore, the number of falling greatswords was vast.
Jumping backward to avoid a greatsword and landing, the metal on the soles of my shoes scraped the floor, spitting out metallic sounds and sparks.
Mana was injected into the greatswords stuck in the ground.
“They even explode?”
Realizing what would happen due to the injected mana, I swung my spear frantically. Along with the explosions, countless split fragments of the sharp greatswords swept across the entire area.
And the spear I swung struck away the fragments flying toward me with sparks.
“You struck all of those away? That's impossible. What are you.”
“An awesome clown. Want to see a circus act?”
I muttered so, then spoke to the corpse knights rushing at me with swords.
“Now, I'll make those corpses disappear.”
Swinging my spear heavily to strike the fragments of the greatswords stuck in the floor, the broken shards flew and embedded themselves into their bodies. The blade fragments were all burning black with the Paradoxical Flame.
The fire demon swallowed the bodies of the corpses in an instant, incinerating the resentment that was the driving force allowing them to move.
“Do you think I'll let that happen?!”
The corpses all exploded. However, that didn't mean the Paradoxical Flame, which was clinging to the flesh and burning the resentment, would go out.
“It'll actually spread even more.”
“I don't care.”
Parhel backed away, slammed her back against the wall behind her, and took a deep breath.
“You're making everything meaningless while it remains intact.”
There are muscles but no strength. The air vibrates but there is no sound. The brain is intact but there is no memory.
“Even if the conditions are met, there is no 'after'. No, your ability isn't even truly that.”
“Even for a corpse, I suppose you're a long-lived mage, seeing as you've guessed it even vaguely.”
A car got on the Gyeongbu Expressway to go from Seoul to Busan. If Busan is intact, the car will run along the road and arrive at Busan.
But if a nuke drops and Busan disappears, the car won't arrive in Busan even if it got on the expressway, right?
Busan has already disappeared. How can one arrive at a city that's gone.
The Paradoxical Flame burning something was roughly like that.
“Because you’re such a monster, that old-timer banshee went to eat his soul and ended up getting done in instead!”
Suddenly soaring into the sky, Parhel flew through the air creating magic circles. I similarly leaped into the sky and chased after Parhel.
“It will eat away and destroy the world. The moronic mortals of your world will probably call you a savior who allowed them to escape from the end! But no. You are not salvation.”
Parhel flipped her body in mid-air and reached her hand toward me. Hundreds of bone fragments flew to tear me apart.
“You're worse than us. We prepare for the end of the present for the sake of the future. But you? Nothing remains in the place where your flames have passed.”
As my body that had floated into the sky landed on the ground again, Parhel continued her bombardment. While dodging that offensive, I smashed the corpses clinging to me and continued to pursue Parhel.
“You seem to be afraid.”
“It's scary, bone-chilling, disgusting, and makes me want to vomit!”
Cracks spread across Parhel's face. It was the price for pulling mana to the limit. That lich was currently using magic in a way that was almost like a seizure.
A massive magic circle was created high up in the sky.
A massive meteor that emerged from that magic circle was falling. It was a huge meteorite burning green. A thick smell of sulfur stung my nose.
“You'll be in danger too like this you know?”
That meteor wasn't created with the intention of only killing me.
“Let's die together right here. Since that's a good thing for us, and for the world of you lot!”
She's speaking too harshly. To say that dying is actually helpful. I don't think there's anyone who's okay with hearing that.
Besides, the effort is commendable, but it's meaningless. I fired the fragments of the greatswords still stuck in the ground toward the falling meteor.
The greatsword fragments burning with the Paradoxical Flame embedded themselves into the meteor. Well, the size of the greatsword fragments themselves, compared to the size of the falling meteor, was like a thorn stuck in an elephant's toe.
However, the flame spreading centered around that tiny thorn was what was important.
“It's similar to the time with Sung Sihoon.”
But considering the speed of burning, it didn't seem like the momentum of impact could be completely neutralized with the Paradoxical Flame.
“Die.”
Parhel confirmed that the meteorite she summoned was wrapped in black flames and crossed both her hands. Additional magic circles were added to the falling meteor.
Successive massive explosions occurred from the magic circles drawn on the meteorite. And those explosions accelerated the falling speed of the meteorite even more.
Like that, it was practically a missile in the shape of a meteorite.
“Oh boy.”
I already thought completely neutralizing the impact would be hard, but acceleration was being added to the meteorite.
At this rate, no matter how much I burned the impact with the Paradoxical Flame, I had to be prepared for at least a mushroom cloud.
Fine, then fall. The cracks on Parhel's face spread a bit more, and soon a few shattered pieces fell off. And the face of the withered mummy hidden inside that mask was briefly visible.
“Hey, redo your makeup.”
People will be terrified if you walk around in that state.
“I'll definitely kill you here. Don't even think about pulling any tricks.”
Parhel was muttering like that, as if she were broken. The light of the magic circles wrapping the meteorite grew even stronger.
“Kghhh.”
Simultaneously, the sound waves emitting from the massive organ pressed down on everything existing in this area. It was an immense pressure that made my legs stumble for a moment.
She had even committed this act while giving up on the enhancement of the undead she controlled. The corpses other than me couldn't withstand this pressure and were crushed into blood clots.
I felt a determination to make sure I absolutely couldn't escape. Parhel, who had been disguised as a young girl, now seemed to find it difficult to even maintain that appearance.
The form of the girl was completely shattered and scattered, and the withered mummy hidden inside wailed.
— I will die, and then this base will be shattered too. I don't care. If I succeed in taking you with me, that's enough....
At that moment, with a clang, something that had flown struck Parhel right in the forehead.