CH 27

: Executioner (1)

Lincoln did not understand the current situation.

Apparently it was moved to the lab via the warp. I looked at Ricky's expression of despair. If you turn your head a little further, you will see yourself.

What expression would you have? How painful would it be? Like Shinno, he may have seen hope at first.

didn't see it

His face contorted like a demon.

"Someone-!"

The divine power in response to anger exploded.

A pure white light engulfed the bishop's office.

However, the light did not last until the end.

A single ray of darkness crossed the dazzling world.

"It means pigs don't talk to people."

He grabbed his thick snout with his flesh.

Lincoln saw two purple eyes that appeared through the light.

Everything else was black.

it's this guy It was this vicious black man who broke his bliss.

He squeezed the slender wrist that was holding his mouth tightly. The light started from there.

jackanapes!

A huge divine power raged from his fat body.

Jamie frowned at the divine power that pushed him away.

'Even a pig is a bishop.'

After all, the name was Lincoln, the bishop.

The divinity possessed by a high priest boasts a power that cannot be ignored.

It was like a terrible disaster, especially for a warlock.

The problem is that the black magic that Jamie uses is very different from the existing black magic.

"It's no use."

The light engulfed the darkness.

Lincoln couldn't believe it.

It was a divinity that had been honed over the years. I couldn't have been sunk so easily by something like that.

Right. It's your guy! You defeated the Chimera Paladin!"

I never thought it would be a black magician.

How dare such a terrible being dare to interfere with the cause.

It was impossible.

"A waste bastard who gets stuck in a gutter and wastes time and waste."

A heavy divine power erupted from Lincoln's hand.

"Do you think trash can do anything!"

[Battle Sanctuary]

Zenith is the god of war and peace.

His servants basically had powers specialized in combat.

A sacred battlefield unfolded in the bishop's classroom.

Here, the priest of Zenith gains considerable power. Even in a sanctuary played by an ordinary priest, ordinary punches are several times more powerful, if it were a battle sanctuary that was conducted by a bishop level.

It must have had the strength to break even rocks.

"I will tear your limbs and hang them in the square, you special being!"

haha.

Jamie laughed at Lincoln's threat.

battle sanctuary. It is definitely dangerous holy magic.

It was also the power that symbolized Zenith. That's why it didn't make any sense.

If it was someone else, it would have been very difficult, but unfortunately for him, the opponent was himself.

"Everyone knows the power of Zenith."

"What?"

Jamie raised her right hand.

tens of thousands of years. The holy magic they used was different from before. Know. From the moment I started reading the book, every single day, I searched for the holy magic of the entire 12 Churches.

There must be some divine magic that you don't know about.

But if you ask me if it's changed much, it's not.

Tens of thousands of years have passed, but their skills haven't changed much. It has only changed a little.

"You guys are too rested in peace."

"What nonsense!"

"Thousands of years. Tens of thousands of years have passed, but you haven't changed much.

"Suddenly, the bullshit ."

"Yeah, you'll get me eventually. Janice."

"How dare a filthy warlock tamper with the honor of a god!"

Lincoln ran away in anger.

With a massive body, he was as swift as a squirrel.

The corners of Jamie's lips rose.

"It starts with you."

just-

Jamie snapped a finger.

Lincoln swung his chubby fists as tightly as he could.

That was the moment.

The body's full strength began to disappear like a lie.

'What?!'

Within the battle sanctuary that he has unfolded, he will gain ten times as much power as usual. Even an expert-class knight would be in a state where he could not do anything with his physical strength.

But that powerful force was disappearing.

The problem wasn't just that.

"Stand, Sanctuary."

The body that jumped high without knowing the subject fell down.

He tried to land as safely as possible, but he was an old pig with little fighting experience.

Kudang-!

"Hey!"

He fell from his legs, but he could not control his weight and rolled to the floor.

How did this happen?

Lincoln's body throbbed, but there was no time to sob in pain. I got up and looked around.

His eyes widened.

"No way, no way."

"Why not?"

The sanctuary was collapsing.

To be precise, darkness is consuming the space of light.

To the Warlock, the divinity of the 12 gods was nothing less than a natural enemy. It was impossible to destroy the Battle Sanctuary with its power.

incomprehensible situation.

As Lincoln's head was tangled in confusion, Jamie spoke up.

"Did you know that I didn't come prepared for anything?"

"Ugh. I am Lincoln, Bishop of Zenith! To say that such a warlock is not something you can talk to... Whoops!"

bang!

Lincoln was slammed against the wall.

"In the first place, you guys can't do anything without a Battle Sanctuary. So, as long as you deal with the Battle Sanctuary, it's no big deal.

"Ooh, don't be funny!"

"I need to tell you something."

As Jamie approached with a dreadful memorization, Lincoln began to twist his bloated body.

"Hey, release this! Is there anyone out there!"

"If you could hear a sound outside, wouldn't you have already heard it?"

"You guys do you think i'll say Even if you kill me, I'll never tell you... ."

"You seem to be misunderstanding something."

"What do you mean?"

"I don't need your permission."

Black mana flowed from Jamie's hand gripping his face.

Lincoln instinctively knew what he was going to do.

"Ha, don't do it!"

"Let's open up your brain. There will be no pain."

Do not!!!

Jamie smiled and grabbed his head.

The memories he had started flooding in.

* * *

"It's ready."

"What are you ready for?"

match!

The head of the priest who brought Ricky was bent to the side.

Her hair, like horns, rose sharply from either side.

The Doctor grabbed the priest's neck with an angry expression on his face.

"Uh-huh!"

"Your master didn't come, your master!"

"That, it."

"Lincoln. That scumbag!"

The doctor threw the priest aside.

The pieces were smashed with the sound of kudangtang. The priest had his head bent backwards as if he had lost consciousness.

It was a strength that was hard to come by from the dwarf doctor's stature.

He began to roam the lab frantically, kicking his tongue.

"What happened? Why should my experiment be delayed? I'm annoyed, I'm annoyed!

He kicked the trash can with all his might.

The trash can exploded with a loud bang.

The doctor rubbed his hawk nose.

"Lincoln that motherfucker. 10 minutes. If you don't come after 10 minutes, I'll kill you.

He was usually calm, but when his plans were disrupted, the madness he had forcibly subsided came out.

"Cool, cool."

The priest, who had lost his mind, struggled to get up.

The doctor staggered over, grabbed the priest's hair and pulled him upright.

"Ouch!"

Hey.

"Oh, forgive me ."

"Why are you saving your hero from me? You should get it from your master. So when is your master coming? do you want to die?"

"Yes, I will bring you."

"What talents do you have? Do you think your flimsy abilities can handle the warp device?"

"I will, I will. Only life... ."

"Sure!"

The doctor raised his hand, thinking to cut off the priest's head.

However, there was a glimmer of reason left, so he didn't do that. Zenith is a good business partner. He didn't want to mess things up because of his madness.

The doctor clicked his tongue and set the priest's hair down. Then the priest bowed his head repeatedly, thanking him for the mercy.

I looked at him and thought.

'But does killing this guy break the contract?'

Come to think of it, was it a contract that could be broken by killing one of the last priests?

Anger continued to build up in his chest. The anger was constantly escalating. In order to solve this, it seemed that the intuition would be released only by killing something.

The subject of the experiment is oneself. Without confidence, they can't get what they want. So, even if they didn't like it, they had to please themselves.

puck-!

There was no need to hold back when I thought about it.

The priest's body fell to the ground. There was nothing left on the neck.

The doctor laughed out loud, feeling a little relieved.

"Huh. What. I will use it as an ingredient."

Then I heard the headless priest. The divinity remains, so if you banish it, it will be of little help.

"I will be a part of the cause you are talking about, so know it with glory."

The priest had no head, so he could not hear it. Before that, he had stopped breathing and could not hear.

Nevertheless, the doctor constantly threw banal jokes and the like at the corpse.

That was then.

what?

Several presences were felt on the ground.

All of them were strange.

The doctor's eyeballs began to spin bizarrely in different directions.

He screamed as he felt his anger and irritability resurrected a little bit.

"Lincoln!! trash bastard!! How did you get the job done!!"

An intruder appeared.

* * *

"It is over there."

"I think so."

Lars answered the shadow knight's words.

An abandoned building in the middle of the forest. From there, a horrendous spirit of death emanates from it.

"It's disgusting."

The shadow knights only felt cheated, but as a paladin of the Pyro, he had a filthy odor that gave him nausea.

"Let's go in."

Lars and the Shadow Knights entered the abandoned building without lowering their vigilance.

They searched the building thoroughly.

It must have been a place that had been neglected for a long time, and there was no sign of anyone coming and going.

"Nothing."

"It looks like it has been uninhabited in the first place for quite some time."

At the report of the Shadow Knights, Lars frowned.

"I wouldn't say it here."

It is normal to have footprints left.

Didn't even leave a trace like that?

'Are we really wrong?'

I've been looking for a few hours, but I couldn't make this time meaningless.

That was then.

Come this way!

The shadow knight, who had not yet arrived, called out urgently.

When everyone went there, the shadow knight who had called them had his ear on the floor.

"What are you doing?"

"The wind is blowing."

wind?!

There was no door to the basement, so I thought that was all.

"There seems to be a secret door."

"Start the search."

Lars and the Shadow Knights began to search for the hidden door. It couldn't have been here either.

How many times have you searched like that?

Lars stood in front of the bookshelf. Usually, these secret doors were hidden in a bookshelf. And, there was a book in front of me that was particularly suspicious.

"Clean."

Overall, it was a dirty bookshelf with a lot of dust.

The book I'm reading now was also dirty. However, compared to others, it is particularly clean.

I pulled out the book with my fingers.

rattle-

With the sound of the mechanism turning, it automatically started to slide to the left on the bookshelf.

The shadow knights approached.

"Everyone get ready."

Lars drew his sword.

A pure white divinity was formed on the sword.

The shadow knights also drew their swords and raised the aurors.

When the door was fully opened, a stone staircase leading down to the basement appeared. The moment you take one step forward -

Awesome liquid-!!

visor!!

At the same time as a sharp pounding sound, the sword of Lars spewed fire.

Keeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

A giant mantis leg flew in from the darkness, aiming for Lars and his party.

Lars clenched his teeth and smacked his sharp leg.

As the shadow knights attacked in succession, the sound of clinking metal balls resounded over and over again.

A shadow knight threw a magic scroll into the air.

A flash of light illuminates the dark stairs.

And what appeared was a monster in a form so ferocious and terrible that it was difficult to put it into words.

People called such monsters this way.

chimera.

A chimera, a combination of a mantis and a lion, was guarding the entrance to the basement.

* * *

I am So, the Archbishop wants to, come on."

Jamie looked down at Bishop Lincoln, dripping with tears, saliva and runny nose.

Sitting helplessly against the wall, he did not appear sane. His eyes were loose and he looked like he was dead, and the intermittent tremors seemed like he was about to collapse.

So.

Jamie squatted down and made eye contact with him.

Of course, Lincoln's defocused eyes couldn't see him.

"You mean, Zenith gave an oracle to keep building a strong army? Do not choose any means and methods. right?

"That's right, that's right."

"Then go to the Count right now and tell me everything you know. Eliminate all references to me."

Okay.

"You don't know."

He placed his hand over Lincoln's head.

His body trembled like a person struck by lightning.

"Let's go."

" Yeah.

brainwashing has been strengthened.

All that remained in Lincoln's mind was the order to tell the Earl all the facts.

"Then slowly."

Jamie put a hand on her face.

His face twisted and he began to change into someone familiar.

Jamie smiled and put on the bishop's robe he had already received.

"Shall we go?"

Jamie turned into Lincoln and rode into the Warp.

- Continued on next episode -