What does the afterlife look like?

As a child, Vera had spoken a lot from the old beggars in the gutter alleys to the clergy who couldn't get along in Ebolden, and although she knew at the time that the gang was just trying to cheat her out of the copper plates she had worked so hard to earn, the thief who was curious about the world at the time didn't care about this.

Heaven, hell, abyss, chaos, bizarre... The most important thing is bizarre, no matter which version of the story, the world after death is always very magical, and it is absolutely incredible that it will happen in the real world, and it is surprising that it is impossible to close your mouth.

Bizarre... Yes, like this moment.

Except that she was so sure she was alive.

The sluggish Night's Watch girl looked up at the little wizard who stood in her way and protected her and the unconscious little wizard at the last moment... Back.

The navy blue and silver-rimmed robe blended with the night, and the five fingers of the right hand raised above the head were spread out, blocking the huge ancient wood-like arm that the evil god had fallen.

In the silence of the battlefield, there was not a single sound.

Vera, who was holding her breath, her eyes widened.

The huge gray-blue vortex, the abyss-like capital city of hell, the invincible demon god, the figure that appeared at the last moment, and with just one hand, blocked the arm of a monster that could easily destroy a street... Is there anything more bizarre than that?!

Shocked to the extreme, Vera was breathing heavily, no longer knowing whether she was alive or dead, and was left staring at the back in shock, while constantly shaking the unconscious little wizard beside her.

Boom Rumble......

The colossal god who had been blocked began to struggle desperately, his massive body unable to move in the pits and ruins, causing the streets to wail from the already overwhelmed streets.

The frightened night watchman girl instinctively shrank back, and only after seeing that the back was still not moving, did she press down.

"Loren... ...... Turin"

The sound of the wind in her ears turned into a sound in the midnight darkness, which made Vera feel excited.

And that's... The roar of the evil gods?

"Loren Turin... Unwise... Loren Turin ......"

"Oh, I didn't expect you to remember my name?"

Gently hooking the corners of his mouth, the black-haired wizard's face was full of a nostalgic smile:

"It's been a long, long time, Mezka. ”

"Loren... Outlander... Must die... Outlander... Kill the Outlander ......"

The huge, ancient wood-like ogre evil god stared at the small figure with its ** festering pus-like "eyes", but blocking it from entering.

The howling of the cold wind echoed for a long time under the night sky.

"Outlander... Loren... Outlander... Must die ......"

"I think so. ”

With a somewhat playful smile, the black-haired wizard jerked out of his raised right hand.

"Boom!"

The gray-blue magic array flashed, and the huge arms of the ancient wood were flicked apart, and in a wail, they fell into the streets that had long been in ruins.

In the air, the roar of the night wind echoed for a long time.

The angry and roaring god Mezka waved her arms, and new tentacles erupted from her rotting torso, stretching out their teeth and claws in the night sky.

"Kill the stranger... Slay... Outlander... Outlander... Must die !!!"

The black-haired wizard's gaze drooped, glancing at the still unconscious little wizard behind her, and the corpses of countless survivors behind her.

"Madska, you must have been proud of the slaughter of those people, right?"

"Tell me, in the slaughter, in the destruction, in the ravage, in the torture...... You must be very happy when the weak, the strong, the unyielding beings who resist you die one by one wailing, right?"

"Do you like to fight, the pleasure of playing with weak creatures in the palm of your hand?"

Retracting his gaze, the black-haired wizard stared at the roaring giant evil god:

"You've heard it once, but I'll say it again, you drowning dog, a reptile so bad that you can only hide in a cave, a stupid beast. ”

"Right now, right between you and me, you're in charge of the dying throes, I'm in charge of killing you. ”

"This time, I won't give you another chance. ”

"Outlander... Must die !!!"

With the roar of the shaking air, countless tentacles and huge arms waved towards the figures of the three people.

The black-haired wizard with an unchanged face reached behind his back with his right hand and pressed the hilt of the Dawn greatsword, and his raised left hand drew a circle out of thin air.

The gray-blue nine-pointed star magic array spread out in front of him like a shield, and the familiar runes filled the gaps and every corner of it one by one like bricks and stones built into the city wall.

A high-level spell, the fire of Turin.

"Boom !!!"

The flames burst out.

Amid the deafening sound and scattered smoke and dust, Vera, who was coughing violently, looked at the evil god who was on fire and wailed as she fell backwards.

The figure of the black-haired wizard is gone.

"Boom !!!"

There were another series of explosions, and the gray-blue meteors that fell from the sky directly cut off the arms and tentacles of the evil god Metzka from the roots, and the bare evil god with only his torso fell under the collapsed ground with a wail.

And so on and so forth... The meteor... Could it be a meteor......

The sword light that stretches out from the big sword "Dawn", right?!

The sword light that erupted from the two-handed greatsword, which was already a person high, looked like a meteor!

Vera, who couldn't close her mouth, was so shocked that she didn't even notice that the little wizard next to her had woken up.

I opened my eyes tiredly, and my blue eyes reflected the meteors that passed through the sky.

"Loren... Sure enough......"

The little pale wizard muttered to himself.

The big liar still didn't keep his promise and rushed over before the plan was completed.

Right now......

"Boom !!!"

The two of them were stunned, and at the same time turned their eyes behind the voice that came.

Is that... Golovin hills?!

With the sound of vibrations coming from a distance again and again, the tall and tall hill shook like a drunk strong man in the echoing sound, a crumbling posture, as if it would collapse at any moment.

"Isaac!"

The little wizard exclaimed in surprise and looked at Vera with wide eyes: "Isaac and Lusen, they should still be on the hill, we must hurry over and get them back to ......"

"Don't worry. ”

Before the words fell, a petite figure suddenly appeared behind the two, slowly bowing with his hands behind his back like a gentleman, and an innocent and lovely smile appeared under his white and golden hair:

"If it were Mr. Isaac and Mr. Luthen, someone would have gone to save them. ”

"Hmm... Although it was Miss Impostor, very nasty, hateful, cunning and full of lies... But for the sake of dear Loren, for the sake of Loren's friends, not even hell can stop her......"

........................

"Poof!"

The dragon knight's spear, wielded with all his might, hit the monster's head a second before the rotting corpse's claws pierced Isaac's throat, and the rotting body collapsed like ashes.

"Finally caught up!"

The exhausted Lusen was also happy, holding the only blade left in his hand weakly, blocking Isaac who was almost dismembered.

The two of them were leaning back to a corner of the main hall, and in front of them were the rotting corpses that poured towards them.

"It's... Haven't all the monsters in the Heavenly Dome Palace been killed by Fetronay, where did these scum come from?!"

The gray-eyed boy, who had run out of oil, was struggling to cope while retreating with Isaac in the direction of the gate.

"This... The reasons are complicated, and if you want to hear it, I can patiently explain it little by little... The premise is, of course, that both of us are still alive. ”

"So you made this bunch of scum?!"

Lusen was completely shocked: "You're crazy, aren't you?!"

"I didn't mean to... Although I did know from the beginning that this might turn out to be the case!" Isaac emphasized, "It's a complicated process that you may not understand......"

"Then let's keep it simple!"

"I intend to squeeze out the power of the Void and restore the Golovin Hills to their original state......"

"Why?"

"So didn't I say that you might not understand?!"

Isaac curled up in tears, groping in the belt and pants of the gray-eyed boy's back.

"What are you doing?!"

"Looking for something... Where's the alchemy bomb?!"

"It's long gone, don't pull my belt!" Lusen, who stumbled and was almost shot in the head by the claws of the rotting corpse, shouted in horror: "If I die, you will die too!"

"I'm sure this kind of thing... Why don't you keep a few more alchemy bombs on you?"

"Because I still have to carry a big burden, and any more will be exhausted!"

"Ahh That's because of the lack of exercise. ”

"Thanks for the reminder!"

Gritting his teeth, the gray-eyed boy with a face of "Why am I so unlucky" desperately approached the direction of the door, but the constantly churning rotting corpse demons in the hall rushed like a tide.

A crippled and a wizard who can't fight at all, the two are like a canoe in a monstrous wave, rolling up and down with the waves, ready to be smashed to pieces at any moment.

Lusen's chest, which was gasping for breath, became more and more dull, and his body was in severe pain to the point where even the pain became paralyzed.

"Bang!"

The weak hands could no longer hold the hilt of the sword, and the dragon knight's spear fell to the ground.

A terrified Isaac screamed behind him, quickly picking up his dagger while grabbing Lusen's collar, and continued to walk towards the gate with a hysterical cry.

Listening to the continuous muttering behind him, the dying Lusen even began to guess whether he was first killed by the last bit of consciousness devoured by the Void, or was strangled to death by Isaac by the collar.

Cold hands and feet, rapid heartbeat, dilated pupils... I don't know how long it will take, but I'm sure I'm dying.

Should......

In a trance, he heard a piercing scream.

The sound of everything as if it had only happened in an instant filled the entire hall of the Heavenly Dome Palace, and patches of rotting corpse demons were torn apart in the sound, turning into blood and pus splattered by the explosion, spraying everywhere he could see.

The terrifying sound echoed through the cracks in the stone, between the walls and the ceiling, and the fortress-like Heavenly Dome also made a mournful sound under the tremor.

Looking back, the gray-eyed boy saw Isaac covering his ears with a frightened face, staring at him with wide eyes, and saying something in his mouth, but he couldn't hear it clearly.

When he turned back, the tide of monsters in front of him had disappeared.

Instead, it was a somewhat strange girl.

The bright red eyes seemed to be soaked in blood, and a thin body could be seen under the wide black robe, and long silky white hair flowed from the sides of the hood.

"Uh... Ah......h

The girl's body suddenly rose forward, and a pair of bone wings like human hands slowly stretched out from her back, and ominous black smoke and dust surrounded her like a substance.

Cold, and lonely, like an angel.

Isaac and Lusen, motionless, were completely stunned.

"Ariel ......"

It wasn't until Isaac spoke again that Lusen finally came to her senses and remembered the girl she had a relationship with when she was in the Red Blood Castle and was said to be "the only eldest daughter and heir of the Corona family".

But obviously, the person standing in front of him is definitely not the "heir of the wizard family", but a real evil god!

"Finally... Have you come to this point?"

The thin girl floated in mid-air, her feet folded, her open wings trembled slightly, and her blood-red eyes carried a trace of sadness.

She muttered to herself, her immature and delicate voice mixed with indescribable pain.

"Asrael, that bad guy... It was because of his demagoguery that Loren had to embark on this path, bearing such a cursed fate and bearing so much pain......"

"But, because it's him... It is Loren Turin who can have such courage, and in the face of mortal situation, there will still be no distractions to retreat......"

"That's it... Fascinated Ariel. ”

The cold wind swept by, and the shattering bone wings floated in midair, combined as if they were alive, turning into a bone scythe and gently landing on Ariel's palm.

The pitch-black scythe sliced through the air in an elegant arc, forcing back the frenzied surging rotting demons.

"Let's begin, blood sacrifice. The girl groaned, her scarlet eyes staring at the living creatures in the hall.

Isaac and Ruthen, who were hugging each other tightly, leaned against the girl's back in horror, and the entire hall was almost soaked with blood.

One after another, bloody, convulsive figures crawled out of the bloody water, wielding rusty blades and pounced on the nearest rotting corpse demon around them.

They fought, gnawed, and fell in pools of blood, and once again crawled out of the blood, howling and pounced on their enemies.

Ariel, who was looking at all this, had a satisfied smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Rejoice, rejoice, and be inspired, and be a worthless speck of dust, and have the honor of being a tribute to the sacrifice of blood, and a tribute to the world......"

"For dear Loren... Good luck with a victory!"