Absolutely Do Not Touch Eldmia Egga Chapter 454

The moment he stabbed the broken dagger into his neck before it ran out of energy, Cadabal was actually regretting it.

He had known for a long time what the object he was holding was. A weapon that partially erodes ordinary people even if it is slightly drawn, and the priest cannot use the holy law properly due to the collision of holy power, and brings irreversible results the moment it is deeply embedded.

Using the result to complete the mission was like a daily routine, so there was no fear. It’s just that I can’t bear it because that warrior is more annoying than fear, so I just shouted and saw it.

The headquarters called this sediment. Although those who actually use it are more familiar with the name of dregs.

If demonstrating this much power is just scraps, then there were times when I seriously thought about what the devil army was making, but that was a thing of the past.

To be precise, I realized that it was useless as I pierced the dagger into my neck and opened my eyes to the overflowing divine power.

I felt that my worries were insignificant, and I felt a sense of omnipotence.

This can’t be garbage. It was clear that Command misunderstood the true power of this force. How can the object that makes magical power and unknown divine power soar as if it overflows is waste?

“Kuaaaaa!”

this is a blessing A blessing so firm that admiration comes out of a strong feeling of liberation.

In an instant, you can feel the divine power within your body. Feeling and living like this, the church did not budge despite the demon king’s cries about the absence of God. It was only now that I felt like I was starting to understand things that were questionable in many ways.

As my thoughts disappeared and my head became clear, my body felt lighter. I laughed because it was amazing and satisfying to know that my own power was to destroy the enemy’s castle and make people fly like tree branches. Naturally, I felt relaxed, and my desire to overwhelm the enemies in fear grew.

now i knew Why was the demon not doing anything but sucking his finger? Why is it stupid to live up to incompetent gods? Why did those who worshiped the evil

gods of the past appear and how wise they were…

The unpleasant voice that interrupted the pleasure made me feel bad and my thoughts were broken.

the enemy is coming I ran to kill it by crushing it. Apparently, the guy in front suddenly disappeared and his legs hurt.

being sick is annoying It’s not that I’m trampling the enemy, it’s that I feel like I’m being trampled. hate. The enemy must be hurt, not me.

I feel bad. It should be fine. The wound healed. I feel good. Now press to kill the enemy.

The bad guy dodged his fist. Annoying. I’m sure it’s better, but the weirdly better legs are also annoying. Even if I get angry and hit him, it’s the same. more angry

The strange light that suddenly pours down and the pain from that light is also irritating. The light started to annoy me more than the bridge and the bad guy, so I turned away.

“Buy me a minute!”

The bad guy shouted from behind.

Then, the unresponsive leg suddenly burst.

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“Yeom disease. It’s worse than I thought.”

Just because it’s called a magic grinder and uses it like a chainsaw doesn’t mean it can only be used on blades. If I wanted to, it was possible to wrap around the entire sword body like a drill and grind it.

It’s a bit different from coating, so I just don’t use it because it’s a problem that it gnaws at my sword as well. If it wasn’t for the situation where the weapon is stuck and can’t come out like now, it’s a technology that would have been sealed.

Grinding his knee joints and flesh to the point of bursting, the appearance of the sword protruding and landing in my hand was devastating. The blade is shattered enough to be believed to be a saw, and the blade is mercilessly sharpened as if someone imitated playing a violin with a grinder.

To put it in vulgar terms with a little bit of exaggeration, it is the sound of a very bad dog, as if it would break if you hit it.

“Tears cover my face, really.”

Looking back on what Mr. Valkun showed me, it’s comforting that it might not be difficult to fix it.

I just need to connect right now anyway, and since I have an axe, it won’t be a big problem, but I can’t help but feel heartbroken. Even so, I couldn’t continue to frown after asking the people of the church to act as bait, so I moved for now.

The one who shouted loudly again that the flesh on his leg had been torn off looked alternately between me and the saintess, then turned to the saintess who was constantly bothering her with sex.

I don’t know if it’s a glitch in intelligence over time, but the movement is a little more emotional and chaotic than it initially showed. Unlike the stance he took when charging, his fists, which were merely swinging without any technique, could be said to be on the same level as those of trolls or ogres.

But I couldn’t be careless. After repeating such nonsense a few times, he strikes a fierce blow as if he suddenly came back to his senses, but the attack he shows at that time is still fierce.

Hurry up.

The possibility that the demon army would notice and interfere with what I was doing was a problem, and the sense of intimidation brought on by the unknown divinity that kept growing in size was also a problem.

“Cover! The target is the wizard and the demon king! I will stop them!”

Just in case, I clearly informed Asilier of the target and started concentrating on magic while mounting the sword. As if they felt something, the attention of the axeman and the wizard turned to me for a moment.

But that interest didn’t last long. It was because the arrows and the Holy Law, which flew precisely as if they had promised, did not leave them alone. Seeing that the attacks that would pour on me due to that check were directed elsewhere, I felt at ease because I was in much better condition than the cursed guy I met in the Empire.

Looking at it with such composure, I could see that the situation had actually become easier thanks to his trump card.

Things like natural objects can be forcibly split like the apple I showed Seneran with just a little bit of mana manipulation, but considering that pulling my throat is something that doesn’t work well for beings with normal bodies, it can be said that the level of difficulty has gone down.

Should I say that it feels like holding on to the outside of an iron pipe and whimpering instead of digging into the inside to rip out the mud that is full of it? Anyway, rather than whimpering to cast a neck pull on a person, strengthening the body with that magical power to slit the neck is faster, surer, and saves strength, so it was ineffective.

On the other hand, after using his own head as a knife holder, the axeman is somewhere between the incarnation of demons and ordinary people, and his body is mutated.

This is worth doing. As I started to connect the sword’s magic power with the guy’s scattered magic power, I felt a resistance I had never felt while doing this until now.

divine power. To be precise, it felt like the remnants of the evil spirits the saintess had been talking about were clinging to her with self-will.

“It’s really fucking crazy.”

The divine power that came up riding on the magic connected to him did not stop at the sword, but also came up to my body.

Reflexively, as soon as I raised the sacred power I had become accustomed to, I stopped as if I was blocked by a wall, but instinctively, I had a hunch that what happened to the axeman would be reproduced similarly the moment it invaded my body.

It may not be a big threat if you can perfectly handle the divine power, but it was said that it was not now. In the first place, I had no intention of taking my time, but I warned that the time was running out much faster than I expected for the divine power consumed in real time.

“Cheak!!”

It seemed like it would be dangerous just to concentrate on it, but the axeman moved his gaze to me as if he had noticed something wrong.

Come to think of it, that cursed demon also noticed the abnormality after synchronizing to a certain extent and had a seizure. I smiled as warmly as I could while watching the guy roll his eyes at me, but of course it had no effect.

Maybe it’s because I’m angry again. The one who gave an unpleasant shout started running at me from a distance, ignoring even the Heretic Judges who were trying to get in my way. Perhaps even the magicians noticed the change, and they forcefully cast magic and try to send the waiting demon army to me.

“Stop them!”

As the saintess shouted while blocking the axeman’s path, the heretic judges rushed to the Demon King’s army without hesitation. Since it is impossible to block the axeman’s ignorant charge with one’s body anyway, it seems that the saintess decided to believe in the law of restraint that the saintess is spreading with all her might.

It seemed like the smartest decision I could make right now. In order to ignore the fast-approaching axe-man, I, who was concentrating awake in the confusion caused by the sight of chains made of light constantly springing up, tying the axe-man, and being cut off repeatedly, and the heretic judges colliding with the Demon King’s army once again. I decided to close my eyes.

In the eyes of others, it must be a real hit. I couldn’t even think of it as if I was concentrating with my eyes closed without even pulling out my sword. I couldn’t help but laugh.

Still, it had an effect. As if desperate, I pushed away the remnants of evil spirits trying to invade me, neatly connected my magic power, and when I opened my eyes, I saw an axeman raising his arms, approaching the point where I would touch my nose if I fell down.

I could tell just by briefly facing the remnants of the evil god. It is said to be nothing more than dregs, but if it is engulfed in it, not only the body but also the soul will be shattered.

Well… I didn’t really feel sorry for him because he was someone I would kill for a crime anyway. I don’t know what Epaga-sama would think.

“If you are lucky enough to see Epa, drive her from the head first.”

In line with the drawn sword, the axeman’s ugly head soars into the sky like a winning pirate roulette. The sight was not very pleasant, but the eyes of the others looking at it were quite pleasant.

Of course, the anxiety brought about by the variable of evil spirits was so great that the joy did not last long.