The Great Sword is not the Main Body!-Chapter 137: Temple of Memory (4)

Shaking off the ones that were hanging by their ankles.

Shooting away the blades that were coming from below.

Dodged the ones that were shot out with sharp noises, and ran towards the top of the hill.

Hermilla killed the monsters like bugs with her remaining one hand, despite having no arm.

Bishur, instead of his broken rapier, swung his dagger while hiding and cut off the monsters' throats.

Aside from the two of them, Ser's attacks were also a disaster for the monsters.

The ground that gaped open like a dragon's mouth swallowed them up, and the meteor shower that fell from the sky without a shape accurately distinguished the phias and pierced their heads.

Hermilla ground her teeth at the terrible resilience that seemed to increase in number instead of decreasing.

“It's dizzying to think about where and how many of those things could be.”

“Whew... Weren’t there such beings in the future that Hermilla saw?”

“There were. But... They weren’t this tenacious. Whoosh-!”

Kwaang-! Hermilla continued speaking after knocking down dozens of monsters that had suddenly rushed in with one blow.

“And... They seem to be even more tenacious than before. Their recovery has gotten faster. It wasn’t like this before...”

Then, she lowered her gaze and saw the waves of divine power billowing around her, and she bit her lip as if she had swallowed what she was about to say.

Seeing that, Rubia opened her mouth with a self-deprecating smile, feeling somewhat certain.

“My, divine power... Whoosh... If my divine power gets stronger, do those guys’ resilience also increase?”

“Not yet... I’m not sure.”

“I was hesitant before, but this time I know for sure. My divine power gets stronger every time the Demon of the End dies. Noah, you felt it too, right?”

She nodded while swinging Frey.

As Rubia said, every time she subdued the Demon of End, her divine power # Nоvеlight # grew abnormally strong.

And the amount of divine power stored in her body also increased exponentially.

“And... the divine power that became so strong was easy to control, as if it had been mine from the beginning.”

Rubia’s voice trembled.

Her hand holding Frey gained strength.

Her movements became rougher.

“So... to be exact.”

Rubia’s golden smile appeared.

“Rather than getting stronger, it felt like my body was being perfected.”

Tsk-tsk! The excessive sword energy released by her intense emotions shook the atmosphere.

Startled by that, Hermilla shook her head while catching her breath.

"It's not clear, so don't think it's too complicated." This time, Rubia, who watched the childish scenes, said, “Yes. [You're really bad.] '... I know.' Do you know?]

‘Yeah... I know.’

[A kid who knows that... Hoo. Okay. You must have a picture in mind... Okay. It’s okay to do it. What are you going to do if it goes wrong?]

He swung Frey nervously.

The violent sword energy released along the shape of his emotions did not cut down the monsters, but rather burst their tattered bodies, creating a huge crater.

‘I’d rather be wrong than Rubia be wrong.’

Cartia’s deep sigh.

[Do whatever you want. You arrogant brat.]

With those words, Kartia’s voice was no longer heard.

I also shook off my thoughts and slashed at the guys who came up our path, gradually moving towards the top.

That’s how, when we reached the top.

It wasn’t Ser’s calm and noble voice, but a voice cracking from exhaustion that I heard.

“Don’t stand there stupidly, run! Hurry!”

Kukung- The road we ran along collapses.

Rubia's hand grabs my wrist and starts running hurriedly.

Bishur and Hermilla, who are running in the lead, clear the way.

Ser, who is standing staggering, pushes away those chasing us.

We're almost there.

The sword energy rushing at me as if to kill me disappears at the same time as the curtain of divine power.

The flower petals flowing out from the headless body flutter in the air and try to wrap our bodies. Hundreds of wind spirits floating in the sky create a rough gust of wind and push the flower petals away.

Hermilla's fist is stuck in the center of the magic circle that appears underfoot. Bishur's dagger is stuck in the back of the head of the completed master who is raising his body in the distance.

Just a little further.

Chin- The sagging attitude cuts through the stomach of the body crawling on the floor.

Blood flows out from the split. The blood that flowed out became flowers.

One, two, three.

When the flowers that bloomed ceaselessly covered all the blood that flowed out.

The petals flew.

The petals that warmly covered the entire world flowed down gently and touched Bishur's left arm.

Pitter-patter- Bishur, who tore off his own arm without any hesitation, turned around and shouted.

"Keep... Don't touch the petals!"

Blood dripped from Bishur's torn arm.

Those drops of blood bloomed again as petals.

They bloomed and scattered.

Bishur threw down his dagger and took out a magic spellbook from his bosom, tore the spellbook with his teeth and remaining hand, and created flames.

He then placed it on his left shoulder.

"Keuheup... Keuuk..."

Chiiik- The bleeding from his burned shoulder stopped with a terrible sound.

Rubia, who took a deep breath, raised a wide curtain of divine power.

Tap- tap- the petals that touched the curtain scattered into the air, leaving behind fine gold.

Immediately, she spread her senses and drew information about the surroundings.

The body of the monster that the petals touched collapsed without a trace. Holes were made, twisted, torn, and disappeared.

Another flower grew from the blood that flowed out like that.

Flowers were petals.

Flowers that bloomed endlessly covered the entire world.

Defense was meaningless.

Even the curtain of magical power.

Even the living.

Even the non-living.

People, equipment, everything in this battlefield died immediately upon touching the petals.

Rubia, who looked around, must have realized the situation, as she pulled my hand in and put it in her arms.

“Noah, don’t fall.”

Crunch-

Then a familiar voice came from her arms.

[Ha! Shit! You two are the same bitch! You are a match made in heaven! You crazy bitches!]

I quietly laughed as I heard Kartia's voice spitting out her anger that had reached its limit.

Because I liked Rubia so much, who resembled me.

Because I was so happy about the lies she told me.

Because I knew better than anyone what kind of feelings she had while worrying and making decisions.

Because I realized what kind of responsibility she was trying to take.

Because I loved Rubia so much.

Because I felt like I could do anything for her.

My complicated mind cleared up.

I nodded and escaped Rubia's embrace.

And I took lighter steps.

Towards the summit.

Towards the temple of memory.

Crack- The curtain of divine power cracked.

Hermilla's fierceness burst out and pushed away the flower petals. The overwhelming power of the spirit wind surrounds us, scattering flower petals.

“Goddess of the Sun!!”

A heartbreaking cry is heard.

A shadow falls on the ground.

“Your apostle earnestly wishes!!”

A dark light envelops the flower petals.

A sticky slap settles on the ground.

“Please grant me the strength to take the neck of the heretic who dares to reach out to the heavens!!”

A gap in the black sun where the sword marks remain.

The divine power pouring down from there illuminates the man.

“The price! My everything! I will give you even a piece of my soul!”

In an instant.

The noisy battlefield disappears.

- Hehe, I like it.

A familiar voice is heard.

“Ahhh! Aahhhh!!!”

The man who heard that voice turned his swollen body away. He buried his head in the stomach of the body that was bleeding from the split open, and began to devour the contents inside.

A moment of silence.

The signal was the divine power that surrounded our bodies.

All of Ser's spirits began to release all of theirs toward the man.

Hermilla's body, which had been pulled to the limit and covered in the level of destruction, shot toward the man.

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I also roughly held Frey and hung back, blocking Rubia's front.

Just before the spirit's power reached the man.

Crack- The man's head covered in all kinds of filth was lifted.

A mouth appeared where eyes should be.

A mouth appeared where nose should be.

A mouth appeared where ears should be.

Mouth.

Mouth.

Mouth.

Mouth.

Teeth.

Crack- Crack- Crack-

The mouth that had grown on the man's body opened. Behind his back, a giant beast’s mouth opened.

In the sky.

In the air.

In the earth.

The same mouth opened and opened.

What was drawn through the gap was teeth.

In the gaping abyss, there were countless teeth.

And then, CLACK-

The mouth closed.

All the monsters that had covered the battlefield disappeared. The countless flower petals fluttering in the air disappeared. Half of the earthen wall surrounding the Temple of Memory disappeared.

Zzz- zzzz- zzzz-

The mouths moved busily, chewing and swallowing the spirits’ attacks that shot from all directions.

Again. Kaga-gak- A giant mouth opened and opened beneath the Temple of Memory.

Like that.

The mouth.

Slowly.

Just before closing.

“Hwaaaa ... Are you scared, crabs!”

Bald.

Groong-!

A huge bell rang, and the gravity that distorted even space opened the beast’s mouth even wider.

“I came to arm wrestle, kid! Hmm? But you seem to have gotten shorter?”

“...Ha, Heinzel... Mister...?”

“Hmm!”

Clack- A heavy metallic sound is heard every time the arm moves.

“How is it, kid! Are you cool!”

“Ha, Mr. Heinzel? What about that arm-”

“Oh! Miss Rubia! I asked you to make it so I could arm wrestle with kid! How is it? Do you look stronger than before?”

Clack- Clack-

Heinzel’s consolation as he bent and swung his arms here and there.

“You don’t look strong at all! Hurry up and kill that monster, you crazy, tight-headed bastard!”

A squeaky voice was heard.

Charlotte.

“It’s clear that you’ve eaten up your age.”

Yuria.

And.

“Protect the Temple of Memory!”

““Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!””

Hundreds of people ran after Jur’s voice.

“We’ve finally... arrived.”

Hermilla let out a sigh of relief and relaxed her shoulders a little.

“This is... what the...”

“It’s the punitive force we dispatched to Urspher.”

Yuria, who had come along the tree roots, answered Rubia’s words, who had taken a breath in surprise.

“And, the kind people who came with us from Urspher to protect Noah.”

Noise began to echo again in the quiet battlefield.

“From Urspher for Noah...?”

“Yes. It was a mess that I was going to beat up Erden, who named Noah a heretic. That’s why I had no choice but to bring him here.”

Tears flowed from my tightly shut eyes.

“We could all die-”

“No. If Noah hadn’t been here, we would have already died. So, it’s only natural that I sacrifice my life for Noah, who saved us.”

Le Buje, who had hurriedly come down from the tree roots, bent one knee and bowed his head toward me.

“Le Buje. I will protect Noah even if my soul is lost.”

“...Uh... Uh...”

“Kuh-huh-huh-huh! Kid! You should laugh at times like this. Why are you trying to cry? Laugh!”

Bang- bang- A giant hand slapped my back.

The water droplets that had been in my eyes fell in response.

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“Ahh... That, uh...”

“Noah-sama. Rubia-sama. Even if reinforcements have arrived, don’t be at ease. They might have called reinforcements too.”

Ser, who stepped on the heads of the spirits and came down gently, looked at me and Rubia alternately and said.

“Ugh... Ugh...”

He nodded, wiping his tears with his tattered sleeves.

“Since I and Pak-Pak-I will open the road, Yuria, just connect the road with the tree roots. And... You are the top-”

“Please call me Ser. You can speak comfortably. Third Princess Charlotte.”

“Oh, sir. What about the princess? Just call me Charlotte. Anyway, Ser, you... Yeah. You’ll do well.”

“That’s right.”

Charlotte's head snapped up.

"And Hermilla. What's wrong with your arm?"

"I'm jealous of Mr. Heinzel's prosthetic arm, so I'm going to try changing it too. Hehe."

"Kuhahahahahaha! Hermilla, you know! This arm is awesome!"

Clack- Clack-

"Stop talking nonsense and follow me, you punk."

"Hmm! I haven't had a proper conversation with you yet."

"Fuck. You can do that when it's all over!"

"Hmm...Kid. Are you going to talk to me when it's all over?"

Heinzel, who was looking down at me while wiping his chin with his prosthetic arm that was moving naturally, asked in a slightly sullen voice.

"Of course... I haven't finished arm wrestling yet."

"Oh! Hahahahahaha! Good! Good!!"

Heinzel patted my shoulder again and turned around with a happy smile on his face.

“Go, kid. You must come back.”

“Let’s go quickly. Oh, Bishur, you too, follow me.”

“Oh, it’s an honor. Princess Charlotte.”

Hermilla, who saw the other group moving away, looked at us.

“Now, please trust us and leave this place to us.”

“...Yes.”

Uddeuk- As soon as Rubia finished answering, the tree roots connected to the Temple of Memory rose up.

Kagagagak-

A huge mouth gaped open underneath it.

Guung-!

Heinzel’s unique ability blocked it again.

“I should go too. Go quickly.”

Hermilla, who smiled at us, turned her back and walked away. With each step, the flames of destruction rose and began to burn more violently.

Rubia and I also climbed the tree roots and headed toward the Temple of Memory.

Thump- thump-

Ten steps forward.

This is enough to feel safe.

Eight steps.

Even if the devil of the end comes out, it won't be a problem.

Five steps.

So.

Four steps.

Feel safe.

Three steps.

Leave Rubia behind.

Two steps.

We can go.

One step.

Clank-

At the same time as a familiar sound was heard.

I shook off Rubia's hand and took off Kartia's bracelet and the bracelet of the new green.

I put them on her wrist.

Thud- thud-

"...Huh?"

Thanks to the bracelet of Kartia that contained my power and the bracelet of the green that had the effect of sealing, Rubia, whose strength had been lost, sank to the ground.

As expected.

There were handcuffs in her hands.

“Hehe... I was faster.”

Then he kissed her lips and whispered.

“Rubia doesn’t need to sacrifice herself.”

“Noah...? Wait, just a moment. Noah...!”

“Lord Kartia. Please take good care of me.”

He turned around and pulled out the greatsword hanging from his waist.

“I like you a lot, Rubia.”

Then he jumped into the Temple of Memories and swung the greatsword with all his might.

“I’ll be back.”

Kkururung-!

With a huge noise.

The Temple of Memories collapsed.

A familiar scene.

I saw.