Archmage Transcending Through Regression Chapter 125

Episode 125

Memorial Chastity.

It is a sacred spell created by the first warrior of the kingdom who handed me the ‘Saint’s Robe’.

I didn’t write it before the regression.

It’s different now.

Asmodeus forcibly found his true name, but it was not perfect.

However, it is different from the time of Baalzebub.

Of course, tying him up with a pure eulogy is next to impossible.

So it was necessary to change.

Fuck Asmodeus by reconstructing the eulogy in my own way.

If you look at the eulogy broadly, it could be said that the principle is the same as magic to some extent.

As if magic was created to investigate the ‘phenomenon’ of reality.

The eulogy was also made to investigate the ‘malice’ of the great devil.

To put this another way.

Just as it is possible to create applied magic by twisting the existing magic formula, it is also possible to do so with a eulogy.

The transformed eulogy that was thus completed.

[This…What is it?]

Asmodeus stared blankly at my ‘eulogy’.

Just a thin ray of light.

That was all I saw before his eyes. It doesn’t look threatening at all.

To put it bluntly.

It looks like there is not much difference from the light of 1 circle.

[Ha.]

And after a while.

[Hahahahahahahaha!]

Asmodeus began to laugh wildly, as if it were not laughable.

[Isn’t that the only number that has been set in such a grandiose mood right now?]

“At most…”

[Yes, I don’t feel anything special in that weak light. At best, the power will go out quickly!]

Kung!

Asmodeus laughed and moved on.

With just that, the surrounding area was devastated and the labyrinth and barrier were shattered into pieces.

The earth screamed.

The labyrinthine space of the tomb, which has long been forbidden to enter, is easily torn apart.

“…Uhm.”

Root frowned and sighed.

“be careful. It’s more threatening than you think. that guy…In the first place, it seems that he forcibly increased his strength with the intention of winning a match in a short period of time.”

Root’s fingertips were crushed.

“Just blocking Asmodeus’ power consumed 10 percent of my strength. Several times…”

“It’s okay.”

That’s about what I expected.

Even if it’s half a penny, anyway, the great devil is the great devil.

Of course, its power is also strong.

Besides, in the first place, he didn’t take a long look and regain his true name.

It’s clear that he plans to kill me and eat the sickness as quickly as possible.

Now, that’s the only thing left for him.

[The light is weak, warrior!]

Asmodeus reached out to me with greedy eyes.

[I will be recognized by him as a worthy victor by sacrificing you! As a monarch chosen by God!]

[Mihail!]

Set shouted, turning pale.

She immediately materialized and tried to protect me using the storm.

but.

“are you okay.”

I quietly looked at Asmodeus’s palm without any defense.

came right in front of me

His eyes were crooked half-moon, as if he was confident of his victory.

and.

[…] …Huh?]

Roaring!

Asmodeus’ arm burned.

white fever.

At the same time, a desperate scream erupted from his mouth.

[Gaaah!]

He couldn’t overcome the pain and quickly pulled his hand.

However, there were still dark traces of the burnt white.

[What is it…What is this?!]

“What is this, a eulogy. I changed it a bit to suit my taste.”

I said with a smile.

eulogy chastity.

A little bit of magic added to it.

To him, it would have seemed like a trivial light that would simply go out soon.

But no.

The ‘light’ I created is the key to be with the magic that I have spread in advance.

Light began to slowly spread around.

A labyrinth that has a stronger divine power through Divine Heaven.

Light naturally spread a ‘eulogy’ in the labyrinth.

And the associated eulogy.

“Will there be a response soon?”

It makes this space an environment where Asmodeus cannot exist.

[Ahhh….]

Asmodeus stepped backwards with his face twisted.

It was realized belatedly.

That the ‘little light’ he ignored was by no means trivial.

Also what is its identity?

[No way….]

“You can’t run away.”

Did you bring it into such a grandiose space because you didn’t want to miss it unnecessarily?

thud!

I took the staff to the floor.

The sacred power of the eulogy around me began to respond to my will.

and.

Roaring!

[Ahhhhhh!]

The horses began to burn.

* * *

The whole body was hot.

An inexplicable agony fills my head.

And in the process….

‘I am…’

Asmodeus recalled.

A great past that ruled the world as a glorious monarch.

can’t forget

Under the mercy of God, they ate each other ‘fairly’ and were eaten by each other.

Struggle is their essence.

It is a natural right for the strong to oppress the weak and do as they please.

It was a natural world.

Of course, Asmodeus also considered it right.

To yield to the strong.

It is the duty of the weak.

For sure.

[…] …Go go?!]

You must have thought so?

what is this situation

This….

[Oh I…why me…!]

I put my head up hard.

Thoughts don’t come out right.

Why is he now falling to the ground like this?

This…it’s like

‘I’m like a loser.’

The insignificant ‘prey’ he had eaten countless times so far.

What is the difference between your current appearance and that?

‘That can’t be!’

She refused to admit it and tried to force herself up.

Quadduk!

Every time I moved my arms and legs, a creepy sound rang in my ears.

She raised her head and looked ahead with trembling eyes.

A man stood in the dazzling light.

Warrior.

A representative of the damn human race.

adversary of the devil.

An evil and despicable existence that interferes with His plans.

[A eulogy?!]

she screamed.

eulogy.

It doesn’t make sense to just know about those heinous shackles, but to even improve them at will.

‘I have to kill him!’

Asmodeus felt hopeless.

The potential of that hero was finally shown.

A hopeless future for them.

It was clear that the hero would lead them to their destruction.

He knows things he shouldn’t know, and he has ridiculous talents.

lang syne.

Like the one who kicked him out.

– My soul and this will will forever be your fetters.

Recalling the old memories, Asmodeus’s mouth trembled.

Those cold eyes that stared at her through the window of her soul.

Those miserable memories come back.

No, on the contrary, it felt even worse than then.

The warrior laughed.

“I know you well.”

Roaring!

[Ahhh!]

She screamed in the terrible pain of the whole body.

That dazzling light!

The light was burning her.

As long as there is that light, this pain will not end.

She shouted at the warrior as if in a fit of fuss.

[you…There’s no way you or the like could handle that eulogy in its entirety! Uh, it’s only half of it anyway…!]

Arms and legs burn alive.

no more denying it.

However, ignoring that sensation, Asmodeus forced himself to stand up.

Okay.

The malice and hatred of the warchief who was forcibly made into an incarnation is never easy.

Isn’t it an emotion that has been constantly concentrated for several months at close range?

It is not a fuel that will simply burn out in this way.

No matter how brave the opponent is, she will always win.

It should be.

[anyway…There’s no way I can keep something like this for long! If you can’t kill me completely, Seung-gi will still…!]

“Ha.”

The warrior laughed at her.

“Where am I still?”

[what…?]

“< Divine Spear >.”

That moment.

Kwajik!

[Kagaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa?!]

The spear of light was thrust down.

Asmodeus screamed.

The great great devil who roamed the earth and crossed the sky….

His whole body was on fire and he screamed desperately as he was pierced by a spear.

“I’m not saying you have no will or anything like that.”

The place to stand is different, but the desperate things are always the same.

It is said that it is a devil, so it is said that its will is shallow, and it is not viewed lowly.

The warrior said calmly.

“Of course it would be desperate. Especially this time you would have been even more so.”

[Kiyi…Ahhhh!]

“So I’m going to step on it.”

without hesitation.

thoroughly and brutally.

To the point of breaking my mind.

[Shut up aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!]

Asmodeus opened his mouth wide, making a sound that I couldn’t tell if it was a scream or anger.

With a terrifying roar, bright red lightning erupted from the sheep’s horns.

Although it is said to be outrageous, the power of the great devil is very strong.

Kugu Palace!

A bright red lightning bolt devastated the surrounding area. The long-built labyrinth and tomb are useless.

but.

Caang!

Even that struggle was broken in front of a sudden gale.

[ah….]

Asmodeus could not close his gaping mouth.

[width…wind….]

“It’s over, Asmodeus.”

Set laughed at her.

[Four years…! dare…!]

But the words couldn’t go further than that.

The giant body of Asmodeus fell to the ground powerlessly.

The legs that were firmly holding on to the ground had turned to ashes and disappeared.

iced coffee.

I want to bite that apostle’s nasty mouth. But before she could reach out, the pain struck her again.

The second light….

I couldn’t compare it to before.

The more she refused, the stronger the light burned her.

[Ah…Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!]

herself.

He must have been planning to make a bigger contribution than anyone else as the vanguard of his army.

It was destined for you…!

[My future…!]

“Yes, ruin.”

As if reading her thoughts, the hero trampled on her head.

A sense of humiliation creeps in.

[Grr….]

I growled and glared at him, but to no avail.

The foot raised above the head was more powerful.

Mikhail smiled coldly, as if he liked it.

like a death sentence.

“That suits you.”

And the end has come.

A miserable end that cannot be denied.

* * *

Asmodeus is annihilated.

At the point of walking into the grave with my own feet in the first place, the end of the guy was as if it had been decided.

The guy wouldn’t know.

‘…It’s two now.’

In the vanished future, both of them laughed at and trampled on mankind.

In particular, the schemes set up by Asmodeus turned humanity into enmity and called innumerable blood and death.

that guy

This time it disappeared.

There was no more rampage from him like before the return.

“…It really perished.”

Root muttered as he looked at the seat where Asmodeus was with a surprised expression.

“You definitely kept your promise. Admit it. You have passed my ordeal.”

“That’s good.”

If so, the third god could be obtained without difficulty.

It would be nice to say that the problem with Gerton has been roughly resolved.

Root told me.

“Thank you. Thanks to that, I was able to relieve a big burden. To be honest, I didn’t expect to temper one of the great demons like this.”

“I don’t make promises I can’t keep.”

of course.

“I can’t say it’s over yet.”

“hmm?”

“You have one left.”

I pointed to the spot where Asmodeus had disappeared.

It wasn’t that he left nothing behind.

Someone who is lying around in a miserable way.

One who collapsed once.

He was the warchief of Gerton.

Great mage who transcends by regression