Chapter 464

Chapter 464

One might wonder why there was interest in a broken artifact, but the record stone that appeared to have been intentionally broken piqued Davey's curiosity.

"Look at this. Someone broke it on purpose."

It was cleverly hidden, but it was evident that the content inside had been skillfully erased.

"I think I can fix it."

"Really?"

Perserque slowly grew to her original size and then gave Davey a nod. "Move aside, Davey."

"I'd rather not."

"What?"

"Sit here."

The chair was large. Davey spread his legs and patted the empty portion of the chair. Seeing this, the woman's face crinkled in disapproval.

"Where did you learn about such harassment?"

"If we are in formal wear and taking an oath, we would do even more. So what's stopping us from doing this?" Upon Davey's words, the woman's face turned red, and she quickly swung her hand.

Whoosh!

Simultaneously, Davey found himself lifted into the air and then flung away.

"Hmph! Don't even dream about it."

With a sour face, the woman reached for the broken record artifact. At that moment, a demonic energy unique to her began flowing from her body, restoring each distorted magic circle.

"It might look like an accident, but someone broke this intentionally. They must've wanted to hide whatever was inside." She flicked her finger, and the content stored in the record stone began to restore neatly. "It's done."

"You're quite skilled, aren't you?"

"Ahem. When it comes to magic circles, I'm quite good."

"Start it up."

Upon Davey's request, she flicked her hand, and the magic circle started spinning, projecting an image above it.

The recorded scene was of a different place. Deep within a forest, there was a figure of a knight. "Ha... Ha!!"

The heavy breathing of the knight as he ran desperately could be heard clearly. Though the perspective was first-person, the dark gauntlet on his arm and the silver greaves made it clear he was one of the knights. The surroundings resembled the scene when one would enter the magical boundary through the White Tiger portal. It seemed he had entered the magical boundary by chance and got lost.

Boom!

A massive explosion echoed. What was chasing him? The answer soon revealed itself. From the depths of the forest, a colossal green monster emerged, roaring and rampaging through the woods. It was the King of Evil Beasts, Braga, a unique creature known as the legion and the host of magic. Braga slowly approached the trembling knight, seemingly playing with its prey.

"I... I don't want to die! Please, save me!"

With a desperate scream, the perspective quickly retreated, likely the knight who held this device backing away in fear. Naturally, once Braga set its sights on someone, their chances of survival were slim. Just as Braga was about to devour the knight, a familiar black mist emerged from the forest, binding Braga entirely.

Out of the mist came a girl, wearing a white dress with a broad-brimmed witch's hat and holding a magic book. It was a sight Davey and Perserque were familiar with. It seemed to be around the time Davey had met her.

"You little ones are always fearless! Get out of here! Do you know where you are?!"

"Wh-Who are you?"

"Didn't you hear me? Do you want to be eaten by this monster? Or do you want to be devoured by me, the witch and owner of this magical boundary?!"

Though she spoke fiercely, the black mist emanated from her bound Braga. The power of the Abyss was restraining Braga. However, the expression on her face was not good. It seemed something was constraining her.

Creak!

"That audacious thing!"

When Braga caused a commotion, the woman shouted with a visibly irritated face. Suddenly, fine shapes appeared all around, pressing and pinning Braga down.

"Get lost!"

The knight turned and fled in alarm.

"Oh, I almost forgot."

Then, the breathless voice of a seemingly exhausted girl echoed.

Crack!

After that, black energy flew out, and the artifact shattered. Perserque and Davey did not speak for a long time. So much was conveyed, even if it was just a few words of conversation. They understood it very well.

"Davey, what is this...?”

"..."

Davey just stared at the artifact in silence. The first thought that came to his mind was precisely this...

“Did she deceive me?”

* * *

"We are... one."

"Individual emotions? Ha! It's all so confusing. It would've been easier if she just outright showed her ulterior motives."

"You think too much," she sighed.

Boom!

A beam shot from somewhere, missing Davey by inches, and melting a section of the wall.

"Ugh!"

Luckily, no one was hurt, but Davey had been lost in thought and failed to prevent it. In a battle requiring focus, such distraction was costly.

According to Perserque, the witch might truly want to protect humans and live among them. But considering the past actions of the abyssal creatures, it felt far-fetched. The abyssals Davey encountered either hailed Perserque as their queen while causing destruction or did not care about Perserque and wreaked havoc on the coin's front-side world. Yet, the idea of there being a pacifistic monster from the abyss now was unbelievable.

“Davey, focus for a moment...”

“No, that monster isn’t the issue right now. Who's the princess of the abyss? A group that only thinks about destruction?”

At his words, she sighed. “Davey.”

“Logically, aren’t they drawing a bigger picture, using humans’ weaknesses to their advantage?”

“That’s nonsense. If they wanted that, they wouldn’t be terrifying people by acting like witches. There's no reason for it.”

“Here it comes again!” Just then, a priest who had been pressed against the wall beside Davey, ensuring he did not fall, shouted urgently.

Looking in the direction the priest was pointing, monsters were showing hostility toward humans. Among them, Braga was recklessly firing green beams. Probably, one of them was headed toward Davey. There were others, under buff spells, fighting these monsters.

‘So noisy! Really.’

“No, considering all the clues and their behavior so far, trying to infer what they’re thinking is...”

Crash!!!

A direct hit. The green beam hit Davey spot on, and he was swept away without any reaction. After a brief silence, he emerged from the green smoke, staring blankly at his hand. It was stained black from the explosion’s aftermath.

“Are, are you okay?”

The beam had enough power to melt walls. Those who had seen the wall getting destroyed earlier and knew of its power were stunned to see Davey perfectly fine after taking it head-on without any defense.

“Damn it, this is so annoying.”

Annoyed, Davey punched the air.

Zing!!

From a blue rift, Longinus, shaped like a cross, emerged.

“These monsters, I’m trying to think and they keep interrupting...”

The rude ones should be swatted like flies.

[9th Level Final Holy Magic]

[Hand of God]

Whoosh Boom!!

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A pure white light fell from the sky, shaped like a gigantic hand, pressing down on Braga, who had been firing the green beams. It was like swatting a fly. Even if the power of Goddess Freyja had waned, the 9th Level Final Holy Magic was not something to be underestimated. Braga struggled under its immense pressure, but Davey, caught up in his thoughts, simply pressed him down, finishing him off.

He admittedly poured more divine power than usual. The sudden turn of events made everyone, including the monsters that had lost all reason, freeze and stare at Davey, the cause of it all.

“What? Why are you all staring?”

“Davey... do you realize what you just did?”

At her words, Davey turned his head, looking at Braga’s corpse. Only the white feathers indicated the aftermath of what he had done.

“Crazy. Was that NPC damage for real?”

“What on earth... What did I just witness? One-shotting a raid boss?”

“Hey, wait, where have I seen that NPC? Oh! Right! The one from the event tournament, the crazy player who defeated the rankers...”

“That's not an NPC!”

“Damn, who is he? Someone from which nation?”

Amid the mercenaries who stopped firing their bows, boys and girls chattered.

‘Huh? When did I use this?’

In his hand, the divine spear Longinus was shaped like a cross. His thoughts cascaded one after another, leading him to a point of resignation.

“So, that damned Princess of the Abyss did this to gauge my power.”

She had already died once by his hands. She wanted to assess how dangerous he was! Before his metamorphosis, Davey could not produce this much power, so those who were aware of his previous abilities were even more shocked.

“This is because you foolishly couldn’t concentrate! What are you doing? Think simply! Why are you overthinking it, you idiot!”

Perserque angrily pulled Davey's cheek.