Chapter 133: GODS Headquarters (3)
“…….”
Edgar could not continue speaking as he looked at the mana cloud shaped like a demon’s head.
In some ways, it also looked like burning flames.
To think that was the true identity of the power that had tried to rise from inside his body.
But it was still too early to jump to the conclusion that Father had tried to abandon him.
It could simply end with gaining power.
―Kuhahahahaha!
The demon cloud explosively emitted dark red mana along with a bizarre laugh.
It looked as if it would swallow and burn everything around it.
“Hellfire……?”
Only then did Edgar realize that this power was meant to burn the false prophet while also swallowing him.
Of course, the flames did not reach the false prophet at all.
“He really prepared something vicious. Even when I keep pressing it down with psychokinesis, the size doesn’t decrease.”
The false prophet muttered something, but it didn’t register well in Edgar’s ears.
“Father… did you really intend to use me as a disposable piece and throw me away……?”
He couldn’t believe it.
The fact that his entire life dedicated to Father had been meaningless.
What had he gained power for, killed people for, and even given up being human for?
Just for a single self-destruction?
“No… say it’s not true… Father……! Answer me, fuck……!”
With the last remaining ounce of strength, he screamed at Godfather, not even knowing where he was.
Edgar’s mind had completely collapsed and could no longer endure.
It was the miserable end of someone who had given everything to Godfather just to become stronger.
“Kwaaaaaaaa!”
“Tsk, meet a good father in your next life.”
Shwaaaak-
The tentacles rushed toward Edgar all at once.
Even as his entire body was wrapped in tentacles, he did not stop screaming.
Chywaaaaak-
All the black mana and red mana remaining in his body were absorbed, and by the time his empty shell was finely crushed into powder.
“Fucking… life…”
He finally closed his eyes.
***
『The prophet guy just used too much power, so the amount of mana to eat is less than I thought.』
“Really? How about this one.”
Jin-young pointed with his chin at the demon-head-shaped mana flames that he was tightly holding with psychokinesis.
―Kuhahahahaha!
The dark red flames billowed like clouds and burst into bizarre laughter.
He was blocking it with psionic energy as it swelled as if it would explode at any moment, but it continued to grow in real time.
If he loosened his grip even a little, an explosion powerful enough to erase this entire facility without a trace would occur.
『It certainly is an enormous amount. Still, it’s far from enough to kill us.』
“It doesn’t seem like it was planted to really kill us. At least it looks like they intended to blow up this facility.”
Jin-young was certain that this place was GODS’s headquarters.
Previously, when he subdued the Prophet Zhang Weiren, he had extracted some information and learned that the headquarters was in Antarctica.
And the location of this facility was also in Antarctica.
『Did they even predict that we would fight him here? That doesn’t make sense.』
“Or maybe they wanted to erase the existence of Edgar Malone itself. Since they’ve had everything taken by us so far, this time they decided to destroy it rather than let it be taken?”
『It looks petty, but it’s a plausible guess.』
While conversing with the tentacle, the dark red mana flames gradually subsided.
In the end, it could not overcome Jin-young’s psychokinesis and began to be compressed.
―Kuhaha…
Even the bizarre laughter faded as if fading out.
Kkwadeuk- Kugugugugu…
Thus, two orbs were completed.
Jin-young had even separated and compressed the black mana flames and the red mana flames.
“There was quite a lot, but it wasn’t enough to compress into energy.”
『Even so, it will be useful, so I’ll take it.』
Chyuchut…
The tentacle shot out from the portal, snatched the compressed orbs, and disappeared.
Meanwhile, Jin-young took out an artifact from his sub-space.
It was the scythe that Edgar Malone had possessed.
“This must have belonged to the Blue Knight, right?”
『I briefly appraised it in the sub-space. It has the same power as the other knights’ artifacts.』
“I wondered who killed the disaster. So it was the prophet.”
Jin-young had never thought that Edgar Malone had taken the Blue Knight’s artifact.
Originally, they had been the ones using the disasters.
Perhaps they had judged that it no longer had any use value.
『Still, the fact that they took the artifact means they judged it useful.』
“But what exactly is the ability of this thing? I have no idea how to use it.”
Normally, the moment you hold an artifact, its effect comes to mind like the Dungeon’s System Board.
However, the artifacts possessed by the Knights of Calamity were not that kind.
The Blue Knight’s scythe was the same.
Jin-young held the scythe and swung it through the air with a whoosh.
The sound of cutting through the air was quite threatening, but it was no different from an ordinary scythe.
Because of its considerably heavy weight, he even thought that weapons made by craftsmen would be better.
『The prophet probably didn’t know how to use it either.』
“Didn’t you appraise it in the sub-space? Then you should know.”
『Of course. It’s an ability that you can’t figure out no matter how much you swing it on Earth.』
“You mean it can’t be used on Earth?”
『To be precise, there is currently no use for it on Earth. It has the ability to tear apart the dimensional barrier that protects dimensional change.』
“Is that what that Eor something elf said?”
Jin-young recalled what Eorvinian, the elf who had appeared on Earth as the White Knight disaster, had said.
That soon a dimensional change would be set on Earth as well, and a dimensional gate called the ‘Multidimensional Passage’ would appear.
And this scythe had the ability to tear apart the barrier of that dimensional change.
『That’s right. Not only the dimensional barrier, but it seems it can also cut portals.』
“Isn’t this an artifact that Godfather needs more than us? Why did they just leave it behind?”
『They might have judged it wasn’t necessary, or perhaps they wanted us to take it.』
“Hmm…….”
Jin-young felt something uneasy at the tentacle’s words, but he didn’t dwell on it any longer.
Shuut-
He put the scythe back into the sub-space.
So that the tentacle could absorb the artifact’s ability.
So far, they had succeeded in absorbing the Hell Gate opening from the Black Knight’s scale and the space battleship summoning from the Red Knight’s sword.
Once the absorption of the White Knight’s bow and the Blue Knight’s scythe was completed, they would have conquered all four knights’ artifacts.
『The scythe’s ability will probably be absorbed faster than the bow. The bow’s ability is quite troublesome.』
“You got Void energy too, so do your best. In the meantime, I’ll look around GODS’s headquarters.”
After finishing dealing with Edgar Malone and the scythe, Jin-young finally had some leisure to look around the facility.
It was a facility that GODS had used as their headquarters for quite a long time.
It was a renovated observation base located at the South Pole.
After a Dungeon Gate was created in Antarctica and went into a rampage because no one cleared it, the facility had been abandoned.
To make matters worse, as Antarctica’s climate became even more extreme, no one even thought about purifying the contaminated zone.
It had originally been an unsuitable place for humans to live, but after the Great Cataclysm it had become a completely abandoned continent.
GODS had dug into that gap.
“Doesn’t look like they left anything useful behind.”
Jin-young walked around every corner of the facility, but there was nothing worth taking.
『This confirms it. Godfather was certain we would come here. That’s why they must have removed everything important.』
Jin-young roughly brushed off the tentacle’s words with one ear and continued examining the surroundings.
He spread his psionic energy even wider to look for gaps in the facility.
Since it was a place used by Godfather and GODS’s core members, it wouldn’t be strange if there was at least one secret passage.
Susususus…
“As expected.”
Jin-young, having found something, retraced the corridor he had walked and moved.
He returned to the conference room where he had first met Edgar Malone.
Jin-young stared at the large round table.
Jjeojeok- Jjeojeojeok-
It split into dozens of pieces by psychokinesis and flew in all directions.
The exposed floor looked completely ordinary, but.
“Lend me some Void energy.”
Chywaak-
A tentacle shot out from Jin-young’s chest and emitted Void energy toward the floor.
Tszkwakwakwakwakwa-
The moment the pitch-black energy covered the floor.
Jiiing- Jiiiing-
A red pattern appeared on top of it.
It looked like a circular magic circle.
Unreadable characters appeared and soon began rotating in a circle.
Tsztsztztsztzts-
The tentacle finished its task and hid its appearance again.
The already activated magic circle rotated for a while and eventually created one large hole.
It looked like an entrance leading into a deep abyss.
Jin-young stepped forward without hesitation.
Shwaaaak-
The moment his foot touched the hole, his body was sucked in like a vacuum cleaner.
***
A pitch-black space where not even a single point of light entered.
Thud thud.
Red glowing eyes floated gently as they advanced forward.
“Anyway, it’s extremely gloomy. Don’t you think, adjutant?”
“Everyone has their own tastes, don’t they, Commander?”
“Hehehe… You seem quite scared of the Pope too.”
“I am merely showing respect.”
The Lord of Hell and Supreme Commander of the Demon King’s Army, Galomah, and his adjutant Naraka.
They were walking inside the grand hall of the Hell God Religion.
After passing the chapel where prayers were offered to the Demon King, they entered an area where ordinary demons were forbidden from entering.
Pat-
Suddenly, red lights turned on in the dark corridor, revealing the two demons in conversation.
It was the flame created by Galomah.
“This is why I don’t like religious fanatics. There’s no substance at all.”
“Isn’t religion originally about pursuing ideals rather than substance? Thanks to that, it has helped in conquering multiple dimensions.”
Galomah snorted at Naraka’s words.
“Hmph. Hasn’t even that lost its effect now?”
“If you are talking about that place called Earth, isn’t it a rather special case?”
“The existence of the Psionic Successor? Even so, there’s only one, isn’t there? The Pope is being overly cautious right now. Not only in terraforming, but in everything.”
Galomah shook his head.
In truth, he knew almost nothing about the current situation on Earth.
But he could clearly feel that the Pope’s terraforming work was slower than usual.
“We have arrived at the inner sanctum.”
The inner sanctum of the grand hall was mainly used by the Pope when offering prayers or receiving revelations.
Now it was only being used as a window to look at other dimensions.
Galomah stood in front of the tightly blocked entrance and reached out his hand.
Kugugugu…
Without even touching it, the large stone door was pushed aside by mana alone.
A space even darker than the corridor appeared before their eyes.
A small Void.
In the middle of it stood a red-skinned demon wearing a black robe.
Flash- He revealed his red glowing eyes and faced the two demons.
The Pope of the Hell God Religion and the demon called Godfather on Earth.
Lakser.
“Commander Galomah. What is the reason you came looking for me.”
He asked in a voice that carried a slight hint of annoyance.
Galomah never got used to meeting the Pope no matter how many times he did it.
“You still look down on me. I think I’ve told you dozens of times already that I am now the Lord of Hell.”
“I am well aware of that. Why are you getting so heated?”
Pope Lakser was the demon who had opposed Galomah’s ascension to the position of Lord.
He now acknowledged that Galomah was the Lord, but it was unknown what he truly thought inside.
Because of that, Galomah had always struggled to prove that he was the legitimate Lord.
His sudden attempt to dominate Nine City after returning to Hell was also to prove himself.
“Hoo… It’s only making my mouth tired, so let’s move on for now. More importantly, isn’t it about time to tear down Gehenna’s barrier?”
Galomah’s body was itching because he had been trapped in Gehenna.
Previously, he had barely succeeded in sending a clone outside the barrier, but that process took too long and he couldn’t exert proper power.
The barrier created to protect Gehenna from the celestial beings had turned into a prison that even demons could not leave.
Galomah didn’t like that, so he came to find Lakser.
Because only the Pope of the Hell God Religion, Lakser, had the authority to lift Gehenna’s barrier.
“The threat from the celestial beings has not disappeared. Releasing the barrier will definitely cause chaos.”
“The celestial alliance with only one Archangel left? The current Demon King’s Army is more than enough to sweep them away.”
“If we go to war with the celestial beings again, we will have no forces left to invade other dimensions. The invasion of Earth will fail.”
“Are you talking about that Psionic Successor again? I had expectations because you were making such a fuss, but he turned out to be nothing special.”
Galomah snorted.
There was indeed one Psionic Successor in Gehenna.
He was stronger than the ones from other dimensions, but that was it. He didn’t stir any particular emotion in Galomah.
The one he met in Nine City not long ago was a bit stronger, but he thought that if it had been his main body instead of a clone, he could have crushed him.
Lakser, who was about to speak in refutation, suddenly frowned.
Then, looking beyond the dimensional window visible only to his eyes, he said,
“False prophet… How did you get here?”
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