Chapter 168: Festival (6)

Chapter 168: Festival (6)

Himmler stopped all his actions.

He contemplated what to do with the enemy.

A being known to God. Even if it meant sacrificing his own life, it was right to apologize for insulting him.

It was not something someone near the top of the military hierarchy would think. But he was a fanatic who believed in the Black Sun above being a soldier. That fanatical belief allowed him to become a cardinal. A fanatic who didn’t care if he died.

[#%!^#%&]

The language of God descended upon him. His brain turned to mush.

Even a hero with a strong body would die just by hearing the language of God once. The magic of life possessed by the Black Sun. The death aura that Earthlings call delayed his death.

Himmler quietly recalled God’s words.

“You may play.”

God responded.

Then Himmler discarded all hesitation and rushed at the enemy.

[The Divine Sight has glimpsed the world's underside.]

[The Divine Sight is linked to the special stat Struggle and the conceptual stats Defying Heaven and Alchemy.]

‘Struggle?’

A message that suddenly appeared.

The Divine Sight was linked with special and conceptual stats. I briefly glanced at the message and then looked ahead.

Click.

Himmler aimed a gun at me.

The gun’s shape was peculiar. A strange shape with a handle extended long in a cross form.

As soon as I saw it, I drew out the Black Wing. I moved quickly.

-Do you know about this?

Simultaneously, I heard a clicking sound as something was pulled.

──!

A soundless gunshot arrived at the point where I was moving.

A black hole-like thing constantly moved in front of me.

A space-distorting bullet that ignores space.

A gun that attacks the desired point by distorting space in response to the user’s will.

It was a gun that the Nazis were proud of. Their power was modification. It was characterized by using bullets that could kill high-rank demons in one blow by distorting life.

‘...It’s more dangerous than I thought.’

It was fortunate that I had the Divine Sight on. If not, I might have been hit by this blow.

The problem was that there was no forewarning. I dodged this one time, but he was also a shaman.

-Der heilige Speer des Lebens, das zerstört wird (The Holy Spear of Life, that is destroyed).

He chanted a spell.

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Tentacles reminiscent of octopus legs were torn off. They transformed into the shape of spears. There were a hundred of them.

‘Dangerous.’

Each spear contained immense power. If thrown at a decent apartment, it would hold enough power to leave no trace of its shape.

He momentarily shifted his gaze.

His gaze was directed towards the sky in Korea, where a massive amount of mana was flowing.

-I’ve delayed too long. The Emperor has grown stronger.

A voice with a hint of frustration. But still a flat tone.

I frowned.

Himmler in that state was lowered to a tool to execute his god’s command. Himmler in that state was troublesome. He would not be careless and would use any means to achieve God’s goal.

-Die wohlwollende Kraft der schwarzen Sonne (The Benevolent Power of the Black Sun).

When he chanted, tentacles gathered behind him. They formed into a circular shape and wriggled.

The Black Sun worshipped by the Nazis.

That was its form. From a distance, it might look like the sun, but up close, it was nothing but horrifying.

‘Are you ready?’

-Yes, but this is...

‘It’s fine. There’s no other way anyway.’

Eternal Heaven looked at me with worried eyes.

Well, it was natural to worry. But to kill Himmler, it was necessary.

‘Let’s go.’

-Yes.

Eternal Heaven constructed a spell based on the Energy of Defying Heaven I infused. What she did was simple. Creating a barrier.

Simultaneously, I concentrated.

-Calmly.

Black Heaven advised me softly.

Time flowed slowly. The power of alchemy was etched in my mind.

He split the unit of one second into hundreds. In a world where everything slowed down, Himmler was chanting a spell while looking at me.

The hundred spears he created started targeting me.

The Sea of Destruction surrounded Black Heaven. The impure flames, which were like my core, and the water that destroyed everything clashed with the tentacles made of flames.

A shriek resounded from the tentacles made of flames. For a moment, my head throbbed. It was a power that interfered with my mental strength. I concentrated and bolstered my spirit. The shaky power settled down again.

“Move.”

With strong willpower, I commanded, and the Sea of Destruction surged beneath Himmler.

Himmler leaped with all his might. In the sky, he quietly chanted a spell. For a moment, his aura amplified immensely.

-I never expected a mere high-rank existence to manifest imagery like this. Then let me show you a mage’s imagery.

Darkness gathered around him.

Warriors who enjoyed close combat generally took their microcosm as their imagery. They twisted it to erode the world. Creating a battlefield for themselves is the manifestation of warriors’ imagery.

Mages were different.

They did not twist their imagery. They harmonized external and internal forces to use them. Thus, their abilities did not rely solely on their imagery.

This meant they were greatly influenced by their environment.

So mages used their imagery to solidify it. An absolute imagery that was not affected by the environment. If warriors created battlefields, mages created absolute spells.

Of course, this was not an absolute standard.

Depending on individual tendencies, the two could switch. However, Himmler was on the side of creating spells.

-Du bist mein heiliger Gott. Bitte steigen Sie hier ab“ (My holy god, please descend here).

The Sea of Destruction moved.

But it was not in time. The area around Himmler began to turn pitch black. It eroded the imagery. His radius was 5 meters.

-Ridiculous. Normally, this would destroy the entire imagery.

A black light of death that craved life was in the sky. Himmler’s figure was invisible.

Only the black sun that seemed to burn everything appeared.

“Hoo.”

I took a deep breath.

I had predicted this much.

“Solitude.”

A being created by the power of shadows stood beside me.

The magnitude of its power had changed.

It had the form of a knight. It was greatly influenced by the power I possessed.

“The sky without a sun is too dull.”

The Sea of Destruction and Black Heaven.

I looked at Himmler.

Today, I would add a sun to this imagery.

Despite the commotion, the festival continued.

It was a festival to show the resilience of the Korea Hero School. Some informed individuals worried about the news of the Nazis coming, but the transcendents here permitted it, saying it was fine.

And they saw it.

The Emperor’s overwhelming presence. Magic circles floated all over the sky. A being that pressured demons alone. A presence revered not just in Korea, but as the most noble being in the world.

“At that level, isn’t it equal to just before Celestial reached transcendence?”

“Emperor, we need to revise the Emperor’s power rating!”

Ding!

A bell rang. It was a bell commonly heard at school.

However, at the Korea Hero School, there was only one bell worth calling a bell.

“...What?”

Those who were shouting urgently all looked towards the bell. Everyone here knew the effect of that bell. And they knew what it meant.

Ding!

“The Bell of Selection.”

The effect of the bell was simple.

If someone transcended presence in the world, the Bell of Selection would ring.

Its origin was from a great being who brought it when everything was collapsing and saved Korea.

Transcending presence. Its meaning was clear.

“A new high-rank appearance?”

“But doesn’t the bell sound weird?”

Ding!

The bell rang.

It was the third time. The reason the Korean Hero School was famous was that the Bell of Selection resonated worldwide. And three rings meant someone who had been attending this school for a long time had reached a high rank.

Ding!

It was the fourth time.

The noisy ones quietly looked around.

It meant that someone around here had entered a high rank.

Ding!

The bell rang five times.

They did not yet know what it meant.