Chapter 640

Chapter 640

I try to calm my pounding heart as much as possible and assess the situation calmly.

Then, surprisingly, the conclusion that I was in no position to gain anything came to me in an instant.

“Yep, sick”

Can you fly? No. Do you know the enemy’s level? No. Do you have armor? No. Is there anything you have to defend and fight for? No. Isn’t it advantageous to have many allies? What’s the use of all that when there’s no room to fight?

The only consolation is that its approach speed is not that fast. I don’t know how it is possible for it to fly at the same speed as a train, but approach so slowly.

If that’s what it means to be on guard, then that’s a really frustrating situation in its own right. I don’t even know what the meaning is in moving like that, but he’s saying that there’s a meaning to moving like that?

At the worst, I was getting goosebumps thinking that he might be a weakling who was much stronger than me and yet cautious. Then, Este’s urgent voice echoed in my head.

[Is that a vampire? Why is it here?]

Vampires? Those guys who got hit in the back of the head by that evil spirit, then got hit in the back of the head by that evil spirit and then killed themselves?

“Is that correct? Why is that here?”

[What I mean is]

I couldn’t believe it even after seeing it with my own eyes, so I asked her again, but Este didn’t go back on her words, and that made my head even more complicated. If that was really one of the so-called vampires, then it didn’t make sense for me to encounter it like a goblin I came across on the road like Este said.

They are a species, so they are young ones that cannot increase their population unless they catch people and suck their blood.

Even that was a story from the past when they were able to function normally, and now, in the process of stabbing the back of the head of Lycos or whatever who gave them power, they were cursed so much that they can only do blood sucking to sustain their lives.

In other words, if that twisted netherworld-like thing is really a vampire, it must have matured for at least a few hundred to a thousand years.

“Why is a kid who should be hanging out in a place like Gosung acting all sassy here?”

My head is trying to understand the situation somehow, so I mutter to myself, but my body has already decided that there is no point in looking into it, and is preparing to fight.

Originally, I was planning to take another look at them, but it’s a different story with mosquitoes. Unlike the vampires from their previous lives, they don’t have many weaknesses, but they have all sorts of troublesome abilities that are just as bad, if not more, so it’s better not to give them a chance.

As I made that decision, my heart started beating louder than the noise coming from inside and outside the train.

In the moment when my senses, sharpened by the tension, accepted the bastard’s movements a little more slowly, I quickly aimed at the bastard Estero and drew up my divine power, not missing the moment when the bastard, flying while maintaining a level plane, moved slightly to approach the train.

It was a quick movement, just like cowboys in Western movies pulling out their pistols. Just by that, Este, who understood my intentions exactly, fired a ray of light that pierced the center of the bastard.

“Ahhhhhhh!!”

Contrary to my concerns that it might not work, it produced a proper reaction. Something that looked like a fluttering piece of cloth twisted around and changed into a proper human shape, sprinkling blood.

However, I approached cautiously because the other person had used the Holy Law.

Unlike attacks that move according to set rules, the Holy Law is ultimately an extension of the miracles given by God. Because of this, the method of responding and the level of risk differ depending on who the opponent believes in as the god.

However, it is not at a level that cannot be dealt with completely. Rather, since the form is implemented very honestly according to the faith, if you have the knowledge, it is often easier to deal with than some high-level magic. At least, that was the case in Raual’s experience.

···To be more precise, that was my experience before I was hit by the blow just now and rolled on the floor. It wasn’t a direct hit, but it was an attack that could have been just a graze, but it seemed like this was the first time in my life that I couldn’t endure the intense pain.

“···Fuck·”

Since being cursed by Lacosma, swearing habitually came out of Laual’s mouth, who had thrown away all dignity and ignorance. The wounds he had just received were slow to heal, and the unidentified vehicle that ran across the ground at an incredible speed went far away, scraping the ground with its long snake-like body. She was annoyed and resentful of this whole situation.

But what surpassed that resentment was anger. The human race that made him like this, the demon race’s orders that lingered in his ears to chase the train, and himself feeling impatient as he watched the train gradually moving away.

As the anger rose to the tip of his head, Raual’s entire body began to sway like fog again and shot like an arrow toward the train.

There is no fear. It is only anger that the confidence of a survivor of the most chaotic era on the continent has been hurt. The anger only made him accelerate, and the time it took to get close to the tail of the vehicle that seemed to be disappearing into the distance was greatly shortened.

I had no intention of attacking it. The protective magic engraved on each of its plates is so strong that it makes my head hurt just looking at it. If the demons had only given me the information, I would have tried it once, but now it’s just a meaningless assumption.

Go to the place where the humans were, open the door, and go inside. That was the best choice Raual could make at the moment.

As I was thinking that and trying to increase the speed a little more, a sound like gears meshing together echoed from the tail of the giant vehicle, and the metals that had not been cracked at all split apart with a crack!

Raual, who had been following closely behind and thought the outer skin was coming off, was startled and distanced himself, but he quickly realized that he was mistaken.

I don’t know what the structure is, but the lump of metal was changing its form by moving around like a puzzle piece.

The ceiling disappears and the walls lower. In the process, the outer skin that originally formed the ceiling and walls moves around and piles up like tree rings. It wasn’t a movement that could be said to be extremely fast, but since it was a sight he had never experienced before, Raual unconsciously backed away little by little, preparing for an emergency.

There were two things I learned in the process:

The fact that the strange object was the work of dwarves, and that something that had been nothing more than a lump of iron just moments ago had turned into a low, solid wall, so...

“You’ve already chased me?”

As soon as he saw the familiar human standing between the walls and looking at him, he raised his sword again, and Raual’s thoughts hardened and he hurriedly dodged the path of the sword, but... the blow he had received earlier was not repeated.

Is he exhausted? As he was wondering without realizing it, the human who was looking at Raual snickered. And it wasn’t just a simple laugh, it was a very blatant mockery, so Raual almost got angry without realizing it.

“You mosquito, you little mosquito”

···There were three things I learned·

Whatever that race was, they were fucking assholes.

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