Chapter 135
Parhel scanned her surroundings with a panicked expression.
“No, sothing like this shouldn't be possible. If so, why didn't you use it outside? There's no reason not to!”
What kind of nonsense was that. Perspective was different from concepts like sound or sll that were recreated even after being burned. A region where perspective had been burned once beca a region forever devoid of perspective.
If I burned the perspective of a specific area, that place would turn into a high-accident zone.
I couldn't exactly ruin the precious Earth where I had to live for the rest of my life like that.
The point was, this wasn't a place where I had to live forever.
“What are you doing. This clown ambitiously brought out the joke he prepared. Don't ruin the mood and laugh already.”
A person prepared so hard, yet the reaction was like this.
“Shut your mouth.”
The undead atop the castle walls poured arrows toward . However, none of them reached anywhere near .
In a world where perspective had vanished, hitting a target by firing arrows was nearly impossible. You couldn't estimate the distance.
“Unless, of course, you've practiced a lot.”
Like who? Like .
I pulled out an arrow stuck in the ground and threw it like a dart. With a screeching sound, the arrow I hurled accurately shattered the skull of one of the corpses on the wall.
I smiled toward Parhel, who had been wearing an arrogant expression until a mont ago.
“You prepared an army? For soone like you, I prepared a battlefield.”
Starting my sprint with a stomp, I thrust my spear forward and ramd the castle wall like a battering ram. With the sound of breaking bones, the firmly built wall shattered and dented deeply.
“Hahaha! Bring it on! I don't know how much rotten at you've prepared, but I hope it's not lacking!”
Looking at the crimson lumps of at squirming around, it felt like being at a at buffet.
If that lich was the owner of the at buffet, then I was the mukbang strear who ca to the restaurant for a group dinner. One of us was dying today.
“Over here, one more plate please!”
I didn't go up onto the wall. In the first place, their numbers were so vast they had to be called a legion, while I was alone.
The act of occupying was impossible to begin with, so there was no reason to crawl into a narrow space to fight.
The at lumps tried their best to attack by firing arrows and unleashing magic, but almost all the attacks landed in strange places.
A few succeeded in flying toward , but the hundreds of blue trajectories I had already floated while swinging my spear toward the wall blocked those attacks on their own.
“With this.”
Continuing my rapid strikes, I absorbed even more of the mana in the air and swung my spear heavily.
With a rumbling sound, a portion of the white bone wall collapsed, and the at lumps standing atop it fell along with it.
I felt mana gathering in the falling at. Parhel exploded all the falling at lumps. As the at burst, a spray of blood obscured my vision.
I covered my face with my arm to block the flying at and blood.
I spat on the ground, then stood on the collapsed wall and drove my spear into the earth.
The battlefield was burning. Everything that was ablaze was not sothing normal flas could burn.
Perspective, color perception, sense of direction.
In the battlefield where I stood, the elents that composed a normal world were collapsing one by one. So things would be recreated over ti.
However, the things I was burning now were only those that wouldn't recover even with the passage of ti.
“You are destroying the world.”
Parhel glared at from afar with eyes that looked like they wanted to chew up.
Already, the vision of all the undead guarding the castle she built, including Parhel herself, was failing to function.
Parhel wasn't looking at , her eyes were simply directed toward the place where my life force could be felt.
“Yeah, I'm destroying it. Who cares, it's not the real world anyway?”
If that bastard died, the inside of this Erosion Core would also disappear.
“Such power cannot be permitted to any being, let alone a re mortal wielding it as he pleases.”
“Look at that, anyone listening would think an angel had descended instead of a lich.”
That wasn't sothing a revived corpse should say. At my words, Parhel swung her hand irritably, and in accordance with that movent, the corpses beca a massive wave and surged toward .
Since she couldn't gauge the distance properly, her sche was to push through with an area-of-effect attack.
Simultaneously, a destructive dissonance erupted from the massive organ. The surging wave of corpses seethed in response to the vibration of that dissonance.
“Lich or whatever. Your very existence is a threat to all things. No matter what happens, I will surely eliminate you here.”
“Ha, so I'm the villain now?”
Then it was only right to act in a way befitting a villain. I threw myself into the surging wave of corpses.
The massive wave that poured down with the montum to sweep away exploded as it was and soared high into the sky.
Afterward, the floating flesh, bones, and blood poured down like rain. I took that disgusting shower while wrapped in black flas and sprinted toward Parhel.
“The things you can do, and the things you will be able to do. They are absolutely unacceptable, and no one can handle them!”
Along with magic circles, massive greatswords made of bone, likely thirty ters long, were summoned in the sky and fell haphazardly.
“No, this isn't just greatswords, it's at the level where buildings are falling.”
That bastard was definitely overexerting herself. The organ's performance also seed to be reaching its climax. The tempo of the music being played was almost at the level of a can-can dance.
“Good grief. How annoying.”
The weight of the falling swords was no joke. Naturally, I would get hurt if I didn't dodge while calculating the shockwaves generated when they hit the ground. Furthermore, the number of falling greatswords was vast.
Jumping backward to avoid a greatsword and landing, the tal on the soles of my shoes scraped the floor, spitting out tallic sounds and sparks.
Mana was injected into the greatswords stuck in the ground.
“They even explode?”
Realizing what would happen due to the injected mana, I swung my spear frantically. Along with the explosions, countless split fragnts of the sharp greatswords swept across the entire area.
And the spear I swung struck away the fragnts flying toward with sparks.
“You struck all of those away? That's impossible. What are you.”
“An aweso clown. Want to see a circus act?”
I muttered so, then spoke to the corpse knights rushing at with swords.
“Now, I'll make those corpses disappear.”
Swinging my spear heavily to strike the fragnts of the greatswords stuck in the floor, the broken shards flew and embedded themselves into their bodies. The blade fragnts were all burning black with the Paradoxical Fla.
The fire demon swallowed the bodies of the corpses in an instant, incinerating the resentnt that was the driving force allowing them to move.
“Do you think I'll let that happen?!”
The corpses all exploded. However, that didn't an the Paradoxical Fla, which was clinging to the flesh and burning the resentnt, would go out.
“It'll actually spread even more.”
“I don't care.”
Parhel backed away, slamd her back against the wall behind her, and took a deep breath.
“You're making everything aningless while it remains intact.”
There are muscles but no strength. The air vibrates but there is no sound. The brain is intact but there is no mory.
“Even if the conditions are t, there is no 'after'. No, your ability isn't even truly that.”
“Even for a corpse, I suppose you're a long-lived mage, seeing as you've guessed it even vaguely.”
A car got on the Gyeongbu Expressway to go from Seoul to Busan. If Busan is intact, the car will run along the road and arrive at Busan.
But if a nuke drops and Busan disappears, the car won't arrive in Busan even if it got on the expressway, right?
Busan has already disappeared. How can one arrive at a city that's gone.
The Paradoxical Fla burning sothing was roughly like that.
“Because you’re such a monster, that old-tir banshee went to eat his soul and ended up getting done in instead!”
Suddenly soaring into the sky, Parhel flew through the air creating magic circles. I similarly leaped into the sky and chased after Parhel.
“It will eat away and destroy the world. The moronic mortals of your world will probably call you a savior who allowed them to escape from the end! But no. You are not salvation.”
Parhel flipped her body in mid-air and reached her hand toward . Hundreds of bone fragnts flew to tear apart.
“You're worse than us. We prepare for the end of the present for the sake of the future. But you? Nothing remains in the place where your flas have passed.”
As my body that had floated into the sky landed on the ground again, Parhel continued her bombardnt. While dodging that offensive, I smashed the corpses clinging to and continued to pursue Parhel.
“You seem to be afraid.”
“It's scary, bone-chilling, disgusting, and makes want to vomit!”
Cracks spread across Parhel's face. It was the price for pulling mana to the limit. That lich was currently using magic in a way that was almost like a seizure.
A massive magic circle was created high up in the sky.
A massive teor that erged from that magic circle was falling. It was a huge teorite burning green. A thick sll of sulfur stung my nose.
“You'll be in danger too like this you know?”
That teor wasn't created with the intention of only killing .
“Let's die together right here. Since that's a good thing for us, and for the world of you lot!”
She's speaking too harshly. To say that dying is actually helpful. I don't think there's anyone who's okay with hearing that.
Besides, the effort is comndable, but it's aningless. I fired the fragnts of the greatswords still stuck in the ground toward the falling teor.
The greatsword fragnts burning with the Paradoxical Fla embedded themselves into the teor. Well, the size of the greatsword fragnts themselves, compared to the size of the falling teor, was like a thorn stuck in an elephant's toe.
However, the fla spreading centered around that tiny thorn was what was important.
“It's similar to the ti with Sung Sihoon.”
But considering the speed of burning, it didn't seem like the montum of impact could be completely neutralized with the Paradoxical Fla.
“Die.”
Parhel confird that the teorite she summoned was wrapped in black flas and crossed both her hands. Additional magic circles were added to the falling teor.
Successive massive explosions occurred from the magic circles drawn on the teorite. And those explosions accelerated the falling speed of the teorite even more.
Like that, it was practically a missile in the shape of a teorite.
“Oh boy.”
I already thought completely neutralizing the impact would be hard, but acceleration was being added to the teorite.
At this rate, no matter how much I burned the impact with the Paradoxical Fla, I had to be prepared for at least a mushroom cloud.
Fine, then fall. The cracks on Parhel's face spread a bit more, and soon a few shattered pieces fell off. And the face of the withered mummy hidden inside that mask was briefly visible.
“Hey, redo your makeup.”
People will be terrified if you walk around in that state.
“I'll definitely kill you here. Don't even think about pulling any tricks.”
Parhel was muttering like that, as if she were broken. The light of the magic circles wrapping the teorite grew even stronger.
“Kghhh.”
Simultaneously, the sound waves emitting from the massive organ pressed down on everything existing in this area. It was an imnse pressure that made my legs stumble for a mont.
She had even committed this act while giving up on the enhancent of the undead she controlled. The corpses other than couldn't withstand this pressure and were crushed into blood clots.
I felt a determination to make sure I absolutely couldn't escape. Parhel, who had been disguised as a young girl, now seed to find it difficult to even maintain that appearance.
The form of the girl was completely shattered and scattered, and the withered mummy hidden inside wailed.
— I will die, and then this base will be shattered too. I don't care. If I succeed in taking you with , that's enough....
At that mont, with a clang, sothing that had flown struck Parhel right in the forehead.
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