Chapter 205

Episode 205

[Your body isn’t too bad either. Of course, it’s a bit lacking compared to me in my prime, but I mean.]

“Ah... yes.”

Damian answered calmly while listening to the words of Akrasia Yu resonating in his head. His body, engulfed in a ray of light, left the octagonal shrine before he knew it, and was in the middle of the Shantalia ruins.

It was a site that was filled with seawater after breaking the floodgates in four directions, but as he spent time reaching the legacy of a forgotten hero, it regained its appearance as if it had never happened.

And after Damian put his hand on the stone statue of the shrine according to Akrasia Yu’s words, he realized that he didn’t have to break down the floodgates and ride the Flume Ride all the way to Patreon Sea.

[If you knew Nahinir, you could have used the space movement magic circle at the ruins. Didn’t know that far.]

“...If there was such a thing, I wouldn’t have gone through that trouble.”

[but. It might have been roasted as soon as it was warped.]

Sew!

He did not know if that was possible, but as he said, the legacy of the forgotten hero was connected to the plaza of the Shantalia Ruins by some kind of magic circuit.

‘If there was something like this, would you have told me earlier? Tsk.’

Damian clicked his tongue as he looked at the tranquil scenery of the Shantalia ruins. The same type of runes as those in the Patreon Sea were very faintly engraved on the circular floor of the plaza he had lined up.

Nahinir. It is a symbol and means of will that exerts powerful power simply by writing and speaking.

Although at the time, there was no time to look at the bottom of the twisted portal and the remains of the last guardian, Legionoxis, but even if he had seen it, there was no reason for Damian to think of space movement.

At first glance, it looked like a rough stone surface, and it was because the journey to find the heritage of the Akrasia type was based on speculation in the first place.

No matter how much Halo said he knew everything in the world, he couldn’t know all the words of Akrasia Yu, who had almost no records.

Considering that it had been concealed and erased by the old wizard Hilde Brynew, who had lived for hundreds of years.

It goes without saying how keenly insightful Halo’s speculative remark was that < something might be sleeping under the Patreon waters >.

Therefore, it could be said that it was a very reasonable and efficient method for Damian to completely lean on Halo’s words and throw himself into the waters of Patreon.

Of course, it was undeniable that there was a lot of luck in the process, which could be called a series of miracles, but as a result, it was because of his choices and actions that he obtained Akrasia Yu and Gwangchang Brunak.

“Why don’t you leave some diaries or personal records?”

[That friend is such a thorough friend... It’s a bit unfortunate for me, but what can I do?

They say it’s all for the future.] Damian shrugged his shoulders as he looked at Yu Akrasia floating behind him. It was a pretty bloody thing to say without much inspiration.

To be willing to erase the last page of one’s life from this world in order to protect the lighthouse Brünach.

Of course, the extent of Brunak’s power was so strong that even a passing dog could tell at a glance, but it was not too common to erase the words of life from the world to prevent that power from being revealed to the world.

If it was eccentric, it was eccentric.

As there is a saying that tigers leave their skins when they die and humans leave their names after death, it was human nature to want everyone to remember them.

But what happened to the spiritual world of Hildebrigne, who casually erased such basic human instincts, and this nobleman who meekly accepted them again?

Of course, it is one of the things he learned from his previous teacher, Mujon, Thunderstorm, and it is a product of the weapon proficiency of Damian, the first clear user of < Gladiator Mode >, < Grand Weapon Master >. It was also

Aside from that, the reason why Damian had to wipe off the sweat pouring down like rain was because an unbelievable amount of mana was sucked in just by holding the light spear Brunak.

[Bright Spear Brunak]

Weapon Type: Spear (two-handed weapon)

Attack Speed: Very Slow

Rating: Legend

Options: Attack +18124 Strength +1200 Stamina +600 Agility +600 Attack Speed -400% Movement Speed -200% Additional Damage +120% holy attributes.

*When thrown, it pierces the enemy’s defense and deals a critical hit at 100% on hit.

*When thrown, it always hits the enemy and automatically returns to the owner when hit.

*When thrown, the enemy is automatically tracked and additional damage is increased by the distance traveled.

*Consumes 5% of magic per second when equipped and recovers 1% of magic when attacking.

....

In other words, this terrible weapon has power reminiscent of an intercontinental ballistic missile (大陸間彈道誘導彈) to the extent that even the system window is recommended to be thrown.

It was like a hungry ghost that gnawed away the divine power of the body enough to bear the weight and penalty just by swinging it.

[I thought he was simply an adventurer in another world with the authority of darkness, but this is unexpected. I don’t know who he studied as a teacher, but he’s so perfect that there’s nothing better. Of course, rather than pursuing changes and illusions that come from benignity, there isn’t a corner that is hectic enough to make you want to be tenacious— but there is no basic skill that can be said to be better than this to tear the opponent apart.]

“ He may be a bit corrupt.”

[I don’t know who it is, but I totally agree.]

Nod!

As Akrasia Yu nodded, Damian let go of the hand holding Brunak into the air. Then, as if it had never happened before, Brunak broke into a halo of light and fluttered like ashes.

While I was holding the spear, I remembered the past, and I swung it in a trance.

The penalty for absorbing the knight’s mana is also a penalty, and having to fire a weapon with a very slow attack speed at that speed was almost impossible without physical abuse.

In addition, the penalty of -400% attack speed was such a penalty that even Damien would curse, and boasted an absurd figure that made him harden his heart with just one swing.

‘Let’s not swing again. Until a knife comes to my throat.’

In other words, Brunak must have been an ignorant weapon holding and wielding a missile rather than a spear.

“That... Mr. Akrasia...?”

[huh? Why?]

“I think I should... take a break...”

Kuung!

Before long, Damian’s new model collapsed on the floor of the circular plaza.