Chapter 592

Tanebello Vistals are the kind that harbor no illusions about God or religion.

That’s why they weren’t disappointed when they accidentally learned the secret that the once prosperous church had concealed the death of the god they worshiped and had been committing a massive scam for hundreds of years through the divine power dwelling in their bodies.

The only thing he felt when he saw the fragments of a dead god playing in the hands of mortals was, ‘Ah, they’ll be useful.’ It was just an impression.

Without any urgency, just the feeling that it went well. That was all of the emotions Vistal felt at the time... but now, Vistal desperately wanted her body more than anyone else.

All the recklessness and haphazard attempts he had made throughout his life, combined, were nothing compared to what he is now. Even at the moment when he sacrificed the entire city, he acted thoroughly and deliberately. No one could interfere with him, and even if they tried, they did not succeed.

Even when he was a mortal, he couldn’t figure out why he had become like this while living as a more powerful lich.

[[Has everything gone wrong since the moment I made a deal with the demon king’s army...]]

Bistal, who unconsciously muttered while swimming in the waves of divine power like a salmon running upstream, no longer has the unique resistance of the undead in the face of divinity. did not suffer from

Since it was a problem in an area that he had never experienced or studied, he could not be sure of anything, but Vistal regarded this phenomenon positively. It was not simply because he was not sick, but because he saw it as proof that he was successfully continuing his harmony with divine power.

Although the bones of the whole body are crumbling, it doesn’t matter anyway. If you reach the end and plant your own core in that body and endure it, you will get a new body.

Rather than that, he was more afraid of Eldmia, who jumped from above his head and fell through the holy power.

It is too unreasonable to call it hardship and adversity to go higher. Vistal had no doubts that he had already overcome many hardships on his own. He firmly believed that it was wrong to shoot more pain and disturbance toward himself.

Isn’t it time to get a little smoother?

Eldmia, who was unable to come down easily thanks to the divine power that lifted even heavy stones into the sky, watched closely and eagerly moved towards her body. Scary to think of that, Eldmia raised one corner of her mouth and made something similar to ridicule. Danny shot.

“You bastard, don’t you think it’s unfair right now?”

He didn’t know how he was able to accurately grasp the inside of himself, who was only a skeleton, but this time, for some reason, Beastal was also able to understand Eldmia’s intentions.

Now, with his whole body, he said to Beastal, ‘You don’t deserve to be unfair.’ was saying

The holy sword, which was suddenly shattered, is woven into something different from the divine power emanating from the body, and sublimated into a huge greatsword of light. It doesn’t stop there, it shoots out the condensed divine power like a waterfall, opening a path for Eldmia to fall towards Vistal.

It was only after seeing the sight beyond comprehension that Vistal understood the source of the fear she felt for it.

The gnome is the unknown, the symbol of Vistal’s ignorance, the absurdity that the world created in the form of a man to hinder him, just like everything around him that ignored his talent, regarded him with contempt, persecuted him, and hindered him. was

Even before becoming a rich man, he never doubted that he had always overcome with his own strength, and the unreasonableness that he firmly believed that he would never have to go through after becoming a rich man came to him with a form and attacked him.

It is hard to believe that the power to change even the laws of the world cannot change a single person. The reason for the final decision to seal the runaway of divine power was based on that hypothesis. It’s just my brain, but it’s because I thought it was a factor worth keeping in mind until I met Epaga in person and sought an answer in my heart.

That’s the reason why I’m thinking this while being caught up in the runaway magic power of a quack and being rolled up again.

No matter how much he was devalued as a quack, he was a lich who had lived for at least hundreds of years, and although his magic skills were idiots, he certainly had the magic to match. That’s why I didn’t regard it as an idiot to swim through the air like a sperm trying to fuse with the body, but judged it as a threat.

However, the magic explosion just now was by no means the level of power that could be created by using a small amount of magic power. It’s safe thanks to the holy power of the whole area and the shield that the half-shattered gauntlet spread out, but if he had done that shit the moment we first met, Carl Kancina, a willing taxpayer, would have been seriously injured or killed.

Even so, the fact that he didn’t do that at the time would mean that even if he was a rich man, it would have been a huge burden for him to use that much magic power so recklessly.

And this is where my question begins.

“Is that bastard still able to succeed in fusion...?”

Even if the body is perfect, it is the body that is in balance or not. You can become a demilich even after consuming that much magic power? Wouldn’t it rather be ruled by divinity in reverse and cause abnormalities in the ego, as I experienced?

[[Succeeded...]]

The suddenly cut off rush of holy power means that the body, which was only a corpse, has found consciousness. If left as it is, it was a height where it would fall and seriously injure anyone, so I urgently grasped the needle and slowly dropped, and the body I checked was standing on its own two legs and staring into the air, unlike the previous one that was lying down.

But that’s all. Looking back at the quack’s reaction, there’s no way there was no reaction after such a successful gamble, but now it’s surprisingly quiet. However, if the corpse that was just lying down was changed to a corpse that was standing, it is not the case. The facial expression that changes in real time is definitely that of a conscious person.

However, from my point of view, it is a problem even if he succeeds, and it is a problem even if he loses his ego through failure.

If you succeed, you’ll become a demilich, which complicates things, and if you lose your self, you’ll find yourself in a situation where you’re dealing with something that’s been consumed by divinity and acts like a dead god.

[[I...]]

Since I became conscious, the outrage of divine power has stopped, but the state is still unstable as magical energy is mixed into the body that originally only had divine power.

Hoping that she would lose her balance any minute and self-destruct, she landed on the floor with even the sound of her breath holding back, and while fixing Esthe, the core of the quack, which had been embedded in her heart, gradually climbed up her chest and neck and headed for her forehead.

[[I am... Tanebelo Vistal...?]]

As soon as the glowing nucleus was placed on the forehead with a short murmur, the body began to collapse as if it were melting. It was a terrifying sight that could only be seen in a real horror movie, but now there was no time to be astonished and embarrassed by it.

“Fuck.”

In an instant, only a white skull remained, and I could only think of it as a demilich. I ran faster than it could be completed and narrowed the distance.

“Please, I hope my guess is correct, Mr. Epaga.”

And as it was, I breathed the holy power inside of Este and me into it.