Chapter 337

Chapter 337

TL: Zimmings

At the same time, someone took me to their arms. It was Adrian.

The pope’s expression hardened as he faced Storas and Adrian.

“You always... you always take Meria away from me.”

A vicious energy started to come out of him.

When the pope reached for me, Henry tore the improved teleportation scroll.

As me, Adrian, and Henry moved under the tower, the pope chased us with a monstrous speed.

Whoosh!

Baal’s vines entangled his body.

The wave that Storas flew toward the vine became an electric current and flowed along the vine.

The pope’s body burned, but soon a green light surrounded the pope. It was Gremory’s healing power.

The beasts bit Baal’s vines, and a group of lights flocked in front of the pope who was released. Soon after, it became a book, and I heard the sound of a bookshelf coming out. The pope was gazing at one of the books.

‘This is the library of Storas!’

It was the book that wrote the powers of each devils. It was something I had also obtained.

‘I see. He can borrow the powers of the devil without permission, but he didn’t have any information on it.’

It means that he did not know all of the devil’s powers, and his understanding of it was also lesser than the devils itself.

So, the power of the devil could only be used to the extent that the Pope knew.

The reason how he can create a ghost army with Boone’s power was probably because he saw me use it.

‘If I know his weakness, I have a chance to win.’

“Boone!”

As I shouted, a strange mist surrounded the ground, and my ghost soldiers appeared.

‘Let’s not give the pope time to think!’

My ghost soldier started to fiercely attack the pope.

He became transparent as their spears, swords, and bows touched him.

‘It’s Glashalabolas’ powers of invisibility.’

The pope, who reappeared in the back of the ghost army, attacked Boone with an ability called death.

The attack that grazed Boone’s arm was stuck at the wall instead.

“Ugh...”

Blood seeped onto Boone’s jacket. From the wounded area, clothes and skin began to rot.

[Stupid! Get away!]

Pur shouted.

Death is the only weapon to destroy the devil. Their whole body will rot, and their existence will disappear.

Before he was killed, I grabbed a sword that Boone had dropped and ran towards him.

I cut his arm just below his elbow and fortunately, his body didn’t rot anymore.

“Glashalabolas! Take out your power!”

“Why should I take orders from you...”

“Gli!”

Baal shouted at the grumbling Glashalabolas.

Glashalabolas flinched and quickly made his body transparent.

Come to think of it, even in ancient times, Glashalabolas seemed to be stuck with Baal.

Glashalabolas, who disappeared, reappeared with death.

But when the pope stretched out his hand towards death, it vibrated violently, as if it would fly towards him again at any moment.

[What is he going to do!]

Agareth is a devil above Glashalabolas.

He can only hold on for a moment before Agareth’s death comes to him.

But if the pope gets his hands on death again, the devils...!

‘What should I do? How should-‘

Cold sweat dripped from my palms. For a moment, I saw my etwal, which I unintentionally held tight.

‘Etwal...’

[Etwal is a tool that connects the devils to our world!]

Baal’s words came to mind.

“What if I could use etwal to take away the death...?”

Three hands were extended at the same time toward death.

It was Adrian who snatched the death the fastest.

Adrian, who leaped into the air, changed his posture before falling to the ground and aimed at Agareth.

Soon...

“Ugh...!”

Agareth was pierced by death.

“Disappear.”

” Damn it ...”

Agareth, whose heart was pierced, rotted at a rate incomparable to that of Boone. His body was rotting and scattered in the wind.

At the last moment, Agareth looked at Baal who was covered with dirt.

“Why are you always...”

He said as he closed his eyes with a slight smile.

The death in Adrian’s hand and the fire surrounding my dad also disappeared with Agareth.

Dad collapsed, and my brothers, who were blocked by the wall of fire, ran towards him.

“Father!”

“F- Father.”

“Father.......”

Henry, Isaac, and Johann hold on to our father, whose skin has melted from a terrible burn, and do not know what to do.

I was holding my dad’s hand tightly.

The beautiful hands that always held me tightly were horribly burned.

“Lie.”

“.......”

“No, Dad. No. Don’t be like this.”

“.......”

“Dad, wake up. No, I mean I’m scared.”

He’s my dad who hated me being afraid of something the most.

He said he hated it when I had to live without a guardian and no one to help me.

That’s why he was always next to me when there was a thunder or when it was dark

“I’m scared right now. I’m scared. So please...”

“......laine.”

“Dad.”

“...Blaine.”

And he stretched out his hand.

“Dad?”

I shook him. But there was no more response.

“Dad.”

I can’t feel his breath.

I lifted my head and looked at the brothers holding our dad.

Isaac was crying like a child.

Henry, who always hid his expression with a smile, also gasped as if in pain.

Johann lowered his head without saying a word.

“No. Don’t do that.”

Don’t do that.

Don’t act as if you’re dead.

Please.

I cried loudly.

It hurts like my heart has been ripped apart, and I can’t even speak properly.

How can they do this to me?

I just wanted to blame someone and cried while hugging my dad.

Don’t be like that.

I’d rather not meet my father at all.

It was the moment when I was screaming.

Something came to my mind.

It was amethyst.