Chapter 77: The Real Name

"Yes."

"As long as I can master this, this fight is basically my victory! In case you don't know, I'm the best at using spiritual magic, and I think I'm the best at using spiritual magic in the world. ”

"Oh? Then be sure to show me what the strength of what I am best at. ”

"Just what I want!"

Suddenly, Kurt suddenly felt a boiling heat behind him.

The man smiled slyly.

It's the fireball he's been hiding for a long time.

Kurt looked slightly surprised, completely oblivious to when the fireball had coalesced.

Now that he was too close to the fireball to escape with his feet, he couldn't immediately erect a barrier to defend against it.

This sneak attack is bound to hit.

Looking at the slender figure with the eyes of a victor, he was sinking into the cruel tongue of fire.

All that remained was a fierce fire, burning vigorously where Kurt had been standing.

The corners of the man's mouth rose slightly.

"In the end, it's just a tiger."

Dropping a scathing sneer, the man turned his head disapprovingly and prepared to leave.

"Where are you going?"

The sound of questioning sounded again grabbed the man's feet.

The man finally looked horrified.

Turning his gaze back to the direction in which Kurt was engulfed in the fireball—

Kurt stood unharmed in front of the fire.

"For ...... Why? ”

"The reason is simple, it's just that you're thinking too complicated."

“…… No way! 'Hellfire'! ”

Intense flames erupted from Curt's feet, mimicking a huge cage and imprisoning Curt.

Having determined that Kurt himself is being locked up in the "Hellfire" of his own creation, the man prepares to activate the second phase.

Extend your right hand and make a gesture ready to clench your fist.

Roaring resentfully:

"Strangling!"

The right hand is finally clenched.

- The second phase of the initiation of Hellfire.

The thorny flames embraced Kurt into his arms, mercilessly strangling Kurt's flesh.

But the man is not as careless as he was the first time.

His eyes did not dare to leave the rampant fire in front of him, but he secretly promised in his heart that Kot would never survive.

But the reality is at odds with hope.

A new figure emerges from the fierce fire.

"Haven't found out yet?"

Curt asked, unscathed, in a calm and relaxed tone.

It's a picture that is magically incomprehensible.

From the arrogance of the man at the beginning to the incredible now, Kurt has not made half a move.

But it completely scared the man.

"How the hell did you do that?"

“…… Don't you see this? It seems that the help of adults is still too immature. ”

Kurt muttered a little frustrated.

Although it was a disparaging comment, the man was in no mood to pay attention to it.

His mind was full of questions about how to defeat Kurt's self-questioning.

No...... No way...... Kurt didn't make a move at all, and there were no dead spots at all.

There's no way to start.

It seems that only the use of mind magic can be forcibly controlled to control his consciousness!

Prepared to fail at any moment, the man stared intently—

"Illusion!"

- Surgical initiation.

Kurt's expression changed slightly, from the original faint smile to the sluggish state that will inevitably occur after being hit.

He clearly felt the spiritual magic that the man had cast on him.

"It worked...... Is it? ”

Kurt smiled disapprovingly.

He slowly raised his hand and snapped his fingers, crisply wrapping around him, filling the entire space.

The man sensed that something was wrong.

This is no ordinary snap of the fingers, the key to cracking spiritual magic.

Kurt easily dispels the man's "illusion" that he had just cast.

"I have to say – you're really good."

"What's ...... What? ”

The uncomposed, man was confused by Kurt's unexplained compliment.

"It's really powerful to be able to control the monster group that retains its strength and be able to fight me. I guess there are nearly a thousand monsters in the room you just walked out of, right? That's a lot for a human being. ”

"You...... Why do you know!? ”

"When a large number of monsters gather in the same space, different elements in the body will inspire a small resonance in a certain dimension, which is the principle of the so-called 'spatial oscillation'. But I don't think you understand. ”

"What the hell are you ...... What are you talking about? ”

"I don't understand, I'll tell you why your attack didn't work against me."

As soon as he finished speaking, a distinctly thick crack suddenly appeared next to Kurt.

"That's!?"

The clever man finally realized that it was a crack to another dimension.

Kurt is having the ability to open a spatial passage.

Whenever his attack was about to hit Kurt, he would quickly duck into another dimension.

That's why his offensive never worked against him.

But "space magic" is very old and rare magic, and very few humans can perform it.

Even if you can use it, it is difficult to use space to transfer your position.

Could it be that Kurt ...... Not human?

The man was suspicious in his mind.

It's Kurt's turn.

"Although your perception needs to be strengthened, there is no doubt that in terms of human beings, your strength is qualified."

"What? Does it take my strength so much? Then knock me down! ”

"Just what I want."

Kurt smiled politely—murderously.

Just a smile, but the desire to "run away" suddenly sprouted in the man's heart.

What a terrible murderous aura this is.

It turns out that this guy didn't take himself seriously at all.

And didn't seriously deal with it.

Not even playing.

"Please take the next attack seriously."

As soon as the voice fell—

The cave that had been snowy and white was instantly covered with pitch-black wings.

Like a night crow, it arrogantly spreads its ominous wings, covering the man's sight.

It will be turned into food for blackwings in the darkness.

Engulfed.

Kurt calls it "raven eats blood".

"This is...... What level of magic. ”

The man couldn't help but ask himself in fear.

But you can't be a prey to Kurt for nothing.

Began to try to fight back.

"Red Flame Gospel!"

Pull up the bowstring condensed with the element of fire in the air, and pluck it vigorously to stir up the fiery gospel.

But it doesn't work.

It was as if in a pitch-black space, where all the elements were plunged into an abyss of darkness.

Kurt's figure was gone, and he could only hear the mercy of the Creator.

"Please stop struggling and just fall asleep."

This exhortation heavily cooled the man's last fighting spirit.

At that moment, the man finally let go of his hands that were still condensing the fire element.

He had come to realize that he was not going to die.

Become one with the pitch-black wings that are about to devour your own flesh.

As he neared death, Kurt asked one last word—

"Please tell me - your real name."

Despair made him let his guard down.

The man reluctantly told his real name.

"Beamo."

"Then Mr. Bimo, please discard your old obsessions! Give everything you have for the grown-ups! ”

Neither resisted nor wanted to say anything.

The man had closed his eyes.

The wings of the night-like crows devoured the man's flesh.

The scene turned.

With a smile on his face, Kurt picked up the sleeping man with only one slender hand and opened the spatial teleportation.

The man is the "Beama" who confesses his identity in a dream.

This is the real world, not an illusory dream.

Because Beama has long been in a dream.

No fighting took place at all.

The surrounding magisters were still asleep peacefully in the dreams Kurt had created, and Beama was no exception.

They were all Billo's men, and if Fortes had agreed with Billo, he would inevitably have to take them in.

But there are too many of them.,Let's bring the protagonist back this time first.。

At this moment, the Night Pavilion, which maintained its centipede form, burst out of Kurt's sleeve.

He didn't know that in just one minute, the two had already had a preliminary understanding.

Yehe knew that Kurt liked to play with adult men, and looked at Kurt who was smiling worriedly.

"This is the person Master Forts is going to question, don't use it as your toy."

"Don't worry, it won't."

Kurt confidently promised.

At this time, Beama, who was bound by the infinite dream, seemed to remind the Night Pavilion of something.

"That's right - this man is the center of control of monsters, if you use 'drunk life and dream death' to stun him, the spell will be forced to block, which will cause the monster to be released from control and go berserk."

"What are you trying to express?"

"I mean—don't you subdue the hordes of monsters in the room first? The buffer period for control release has come to an end. ”

"Why subdue?"

"And why ...... Adults are in the cave, and they are not worried about the monsters going berserk and hurting adults? ”

"Do you think a monster can hurt an adult in the slightest?"

"Of course not. It's just that I think as subordinates we have to reduce all the risks to zero. ”

"Don't worry, I don't think these monsters will hurt adults in the slightest. At the same time, there are other 'masters' in this cave, which must be erased by the hands of these monsters, so that there is no need to dirty the hands of adults. ”

"...... master?"

"Look forward to it."

Kurt smiled meaningfully, leaving a teaser that made the Night Pavilion whet his appetite.

Obviously, the Night Pavilion was not aware of the existence of the so-called "masters" in Kurt's mouth.

Grabbing Billo's body, Kurt's figure disappeared into the dark spatial teleportation.

Only a pitch-black wing was left on the scene.

Even if you get rid of the enemies in front of you, as you go deeper and deeper into the hole, there will be more and more enemies.

However, since the fork in the road, I haven't seen half a monster.

All are human.

In fact, I had doubts before-

Why do the Enk Magisters have monsters?

Taming monsters is a very rare thing in the military, and the kingdom usually does not approve of it.

Because monsters can run amok at any time.

However, the other party seems to have this mechanism for a long time, and it can be known from the "monster troops" encountered in the previous encounter.

It was a neat and orderly and well-organized unit.

Could it be that these magisters in purple dragon robes in front of him are really the exiled outcasts of Aink as he suspected?

Loud explosions continued to sound from the western entrance of the cave, and frequent earthquakes made the previously quiet cave unpeaceful. The sound of the fighting made the battle fierce and intense.

In fact, it is only a one-sided rolling.

Tens of millions of dark blue tentacles stretched out from Nyaratotip's back, attacking the surrounding Magisters without restraint.

The strength of the tentacles is incomparably great, and even nearly a hundred kilograms of rocks can be uprooted and easily thrown.

The Magister has no way to deal with the monster-like existence in front of him, his own speed is not as fast as dodging the attacks of the tentacles, and even if he actively uses all kinds of magic, he is bounced away by these dense tentacles.

Walking in front of Nayarathotep, it was quite easy -

It should be said that some people are not happy to "play" with these magisters, because Wu gave instructions not to kill, and he did not use any element, but simply relied on brute force to fight against them.

Already bored and about to yawn, Nyarrathotep still kept his spirit open the way, and he was willing to endure such boredom and play with these bugs for the sake of his supreme lord.

But wouldn't that be boring?

Not far behind Wu, there were five mages squatting on the ground and raising their hands to each other, working together to condense a powerful light elemental arrow, relying on good fit and running-in to accumulate explosive power beyond mid-level magic, and accurately maintaining heavy power aimed at Wu's back.

This is a light elemental arrow that has accumulated for nearly five minutes, and the purity of its elemental energy is already so high that it is almost impossible for the five casters to maintain stable control of their bodies.

The Magister's eyes were fixed on Wu and Nyaratotip who didn't care, and the hope of putting all their energy into this arrow was radiating in their tired eyes, and there could be no more crystals under the sweat of the rain.

As if the final move, the caster roared and unleashed all the power of their muscles to deliver the blow.

The roar of the army's heart did have the momentum of a fatal blow, this elemental arrow was comparable in size to the spear used by a hundred-meter giant, and the arrow wind pierced through the cold air sharply, oppressing the other mages present.

Everyone stopped their attacks and put their last hope on the glowing elemental arrow.

Elemental arrows are powerful and fast, as sharp and powerful as a galloping wind, and it should be difficult for both warriors and magisters to block or even react to this powerful blow alone.

However, this time it was Wu who took the initiative to counteract the attack.

He had long been eager to try it - the so-called "aura" in the mouth of gluttony.

Since this does not belong to the power of gluttony, it also means that you can use this power with confidence.

There is no need to be afraid of gluttonous power eating away at one's spirit, nor is it afraid of being discovered by others.

In order to repay the great gift that the enemy has carefully prepared for himself, he must also have some etiquette.

Deal with it yourself.

His deep eyes turned to the group of enemies behind him who were ready to attack—releasing a large amount of pitch-black vapor.

It was the foul vapor of a smoky miasma, but there was not the slightest stench or filth.

Only fear.

The figure of the enemy was quickly buried in the pitch-black vapor.

Waiting for the vapor to disappear, the shining elemental arrow that gave hope to everyone disappeared in an instant.

With the vapor volatilization and dissipation.

It's just ten seconds.

The hope of the crowd was simply dispelled.

The enemy froze in place.

What the hell is going on......?

There's no time to think about that either.

Nyaratotip began to take the initiative to clear the enemy, and once again waved the disgusting demonic tentacles, as if slapping off the dust, and the enemies were all knocked away, and suddenly a miserable scream rang out.

However, it can be seen that Nyaratotip has restrained a lot in strength.

While Naia was fighting, the Night Pavilion took the form of a centipede and burrowed out of the cuffs of the Wu.

"Master Fortes, I have something important to report to you."

"Say it."

"Kurt has subdued the enemy and brought it back into space."

"So fast!? I don't think I hurt the other party, right? ”

"Rest assured, Kurt used 'Drunken Dream Death' to seal the enemy in his dreams. This magic has no real physical or mental harm. ”

"That being said, don't let the other person's spirit break down."

"Yes, the little one will be specially conveyed to Kurt."

"Yes."

I didn't expect that Kurt's side had successfully subdued it.

Then I have to do it as soon as possible.

"Naia, let's stop."

"Yes!"

Wu's order made Naia obediently retract the demonic tentacles behind it.

The enemy is also about the same.

Why was Naiarathotep suddenly asked to retract the demonic tentacles?

The answer is all written in Wu's eyes.

He was looking deeper into the intersection - faintly hearing footsteps approaching.

And he knew very well that it was the breath he had ever seen.

So I started with a polite greeting.

"Meet again!"

I didn't expect someone to respond to Wu.

It's a familiar woman's voice.

"That's amazing! I heard from my subordinates that two 'intruders' were coming, but I didn't expect it to be Mr. Fortes. To your credit, you not only survived from the monsters, but found here. ”

The voice was none other than the unknown woman pretending to be Lola.

The swarthy figure appeared leisurely.

Xiang Xiang smiled in a friendly manner.

"I didn't expect you to have a lot of powerful subordinates around you, and you actually beat most of my subordinates to the ground with this explosive head man alone, it seems that I have to ask you how to train the strength of your subordinates."

Wu didn't respond to the fake Lola's smile with a smile.

In fact, I have long felt numb to my smile, and the falsehood of this world makes Wu feel that smiling is a dangerous expression.

But after inheriting the gluttonous power, he most often treats others with a "fake smile".

I blame this change on the loss of emotion, and I feel at a loss for the perception of emotion.

There is only a smile in the world that carries hypocrisy, murderous intent, perfunctory, sorrow or happiness.

There is no perfect substitute for a smile.

But it's also tiring.

Since the identity of the fake Lola has also been exposed, she is also honest with each other.

Regardless of whether she can successfully harvest the help of her side, or finally draw the ending with blood.

Now I can finally deal with it with a natural expression-

Deal with the human in front of you who also deceived himself.

"Actually, it's nothing, they already contain such a strong strength."

"What a humility!"

"Should I call you Lola - or wait for you to tell me your real name?"

"Is it really exposed?"

"You don't seem to want to tell me?"

"Well—not really, I just think it's too boring to say it directly."