Level 99 First Territorial Management by Adventurers

"That's..."

Beyond the darkness, there were giants similar to the small high hills.

The Yuuts, who get pseudo-vision by the spell of "The Sooner Site," realize it at about the same time.

Too overwhelming, to the presence of God.

We swept the monsters lurking in the valley and broke in. There, it resembled the deepest part of the Diocese of Murgush.

In a hemispherical room, high ceilings.

Underground space as if you had made a clean decision with a huge spoon.

Transcendents are seated in that place surrounded by darkness.

But there were many differences.

Even if protected by various defensive spells, such as Law Preservation (Reality Bubble), the air feels breathless. As if you were in a lot of crude oil earlier.

And the heavy pressure I can even remember the illusion that it's like they're carrying heavy objects.

These are things that I didn't feel in the Diocese of Murgush.

Intangible intimidation becomes a physical obstacle, striking the heroes dispatched by Fermina, the Sun God.

What's bringing it about is “empty” Murgoosh.

The surrogate Garshnag on earth was a monster who fused Troll and the One-Eyed King (Oculus Rex) together to make them immense.

But Murgush God himself is something similar and non-existent.

As the visions shown to Fermina God showed, that form was a giant.

However, it is slightly different from giants (giants) like Exile and Bone Novor.

Hairless, rugged like a fetus, no ears, bent back, arms saggy and droopy.

It looks like he was just born and is dying now, scarce in vitality and evokes negative emotions.

The mouth draws a huge semicircle all over his face, without a nose.

And I didn't have eyes.

No, if I were to be accurate, there was only a dark obsession in the area that came into contact with me. I can glimpse the occasional golden glow beyond the darkness that peristallizes like a distressing human being.

The moment the golden colour came out, darkness overflowed again as pus as tears.

Both eyes scorched by the sun god.

One said he created a species called the single-eyed king.

The other hides in the soul of man, releasing every one over the years.

Then I guess it's the eyes of the Murgush God whose eyes are resurrecting beyond that darkness. It's a demonic eye that can be told to stop all mysteries.

"Nie wo Sasageyo"

- Offer sacrifice.

That was also different from the physical voice.

Thoughts themselves radiate, striking the spirit of the heroes who challenge God.

Simple thinking - not that. The accompanying emotions are too vast to be taken in a person's vessel. So only the essential parts came under attack in obscure ways.

"Knock."

A word.

That, too, only slightly turned to consciousness, makes Yut groan in agony.

How easy it would be if you knelt down, drooped your head, and accepted divine will.

If you were a regular person, you would have died mad at this moment. Or had he arrived in Arusia in accordance with his intention to offer sacrifices?

But that was still a state of affairs compared to the people around us.

"Elemental Missiles - Maximize Enhancer"

If you stick around, maybe the behavior of the Albino girl who responded to it and unleashed psychic powers is no different than the state of frenzy.

A pile of ice as an expression of maximized and enhanced spiritual power rains down on the Murgush God.

A bombing exploded in underground space enough to alter the terrain.

"Oooooooooo"

The vibrations of the airborne bullets that tremble the atmosphere and the screams that God raises. Sound and thought mix to shake their bodies and minds.

"We're leaving!

The archmage (Arch Mage), who recovered first, raised his stuffed voice and pulled seven pages from the spell. With unprecedented indiscriminateness.

Yut had been asked to use the divine spell of Void Mind, which prevents spiritual action just in case. It even annuls beneficial effects such as raising morale, but I can't replace my belly on my back.

He remained relatively sane thanks to the spell he had put on with that intention.

That was unfortunate, but is it painful and itchy considering that the effect delayed my understanding of my surroundings?

But not fatal.

"Moment Move (Teleport)"

The pages of the spell document surround the companions and transfer from before the Murgoosh God.

I mean, he escaped.

In the hero Tan, never spoken of.

But even if I accepted to be called a hero, I never thought of myself as such a noble being.

If you can't win, if you're at a disadvantage, you run.

It's a natural decision as an adventurer.

"What, you can do that. Really, don't do it!?"

As soon as he moved to Daxtum on the cliff, the meadow race (Magner) roared. A cry as if I'd been up from the water for a long time and breathed.

The appearance of "emptiness” disappeared from the sight, and the spirit must have been freed. The black smoke that still covers the valley is also likely to blow momentum.

"Break...... Absolutely, break it...... Break..."

Meanwhile, the Albino girl kept crushing with no expression.

Yut opens his mouth feeling sorry as he holds Jonah like that and strokes her head.

"No way, I didn't think that much. Sorry."

I thought I spotted the essence of Murgush God.

But I didn't even notice that deep grudge.

A grudge burned in the eyes by the sun god.

anger driven away believers on earth.

The anger that things don't go as they should in spite of God's self.

Negative emotions, like boiling them down in a melting furnace, overwhelmed me.

Valtrude and the others were also breathing a sigh of relief for escaping “emptiness," but the colour of fatigue was darker.

Still, Arcia and Seneca II. Two divine spell-users split up and use the "Void Heart" spell. Some spells used beforehand will be sacrificed, but even before the Murgush God they should no longer lose their sanity.

"I'm fine."

"... ok"

Only the Rock Giant (Jarloot) apologized for it.

The King of God, who was using Vain to Valtrude, looked suspicious.

Exile is a barbarian warrior.

- I'm good at that one word.

Frenzy, a powerful weapon of barbarian warriors, activates the moment anger reaches its peak. A trump card. But with the use of "voidness," it cannot reach its frontiers.

Also, in that case, there is no connection with fear.

"Well, you're redoing."

"Oh."

"But don't calm down when you look at Val's face"

"There's no effect on my face to stabilize my spirit."

"Right. Rather, there is until Yut gets excited"

The moment Yut and Valtrude tried to inflict heavenly punishment on Larsia, the black smoke in the valley cleared all at once.

It wasn't purified.

It's just misty, like being driven away by an overwhelming presence.

At the bottom of the valley under his eyes, “Empty” Murgusz appears.

Hairless, clinging like a fetus, without ears, bending his back, his arms hanging sloppily and gripping an axe of war that can only be described as huge.

It looks like he was just born and is dying now, scarce in vitality and evokes negative emotions.

The mouth draws a huge semicircle all over his face, with no nose, one eye non-existent and the other covered in darkness.

If we were to make existence beyond people's knowledge God, it was nothing but God.

It has nothing to do with good or evil, beauty or ugliness, or intelligence.

With overwhelming power, it was nothing short of calling itself God.

"Larsia, Yona!

"I know!

"Break it down"

A presence that openly flies anti-flags to its transcendents.

Whatever they themselves thought, it was still a heroic deed.

Meteor Rain

"Sniper's Feast"

"Cyclonic Blast"

A void door opens in the sky above heaven, and an arrow of pure magic is fired from a magic scepter (Magic Wand), in which the three waved down by the meadow race, and the giant of the Murgush God is engulfed in a storm of psychic powers.

There, countless meteorites summoned from the world of stars fell.

Looking through it, Yut is relieved to notice that Yona in her arms is weak. Apparently, the use of Cyclonic Blast drained the gas and restored the mental state.

"Give the blade the glow of the sun a great power to fight evil -" The Radiant Blade "

Seneca II does not move to compete in that ranged attack, which is equal to a natural mutation.

Calmly choose what you should do and grant Eighth Staircase Spells to the Heavenly Mounted Sword (White Knight) and Spike Flail to disable armor.

"Coming! Lightning March

"Whoa, whoa, whoa."

Receiving support from the Divine King naturally, Valtrude and Exile flesh and tear through the heavens to Murgush.

Fortunately, Exile's Spike Flail first struck through a stream of scientific spells and psychic powers that caused disastrous destruction.

It is not clearly perceptible due to the bumps of great power, but the feeling of tearing God's flesh and sharpening his life is transmitted to both arms of the rock giant.

"Select"

Then, with momentum as if to hit the body, the thunderous Cathedral Knight (Paladin) pierces God with the sharp blades Pointed Blade, Sanctification (Holy), Giant Blade (Enlarge), and the supreme sword that bestowed Extinct (Slay) on God.

"Oooooooooo"

I had a response.

But when the smokescreen of the attack that rocked the heavenly earth cleared, there was a Murgush God figure standing unchanged there.

Hairless, rugged like a fetus, no ears, bent back, arms saggy and droopy.

The only thing I can say is the huge one I gripped with that hand. Rip the battle axe to the side.

"Exile!"

Valtrude aggressively waves his heavenly sword down to the battle axe, killing momentum, and the autonomously running shield moves into the battle axe orbit.

But Murgush, wielded unconstitutionally, the Axe of God crushed the shield that operated autonomously without the immense Heavenly Mounted Sword as an object, and tore the flesh of the Exile to half of every Dragon Scale armor (Dragon Skyle).

My body, which should have been absolutely invincible, drips down in the air, as if it could cut a thousand pieces. Looks like a piece of meat to hang.

"Mm-hmm."

The bitter voice raised by the rock giant.

It was also the moment he wanted.

The muscles all over his body enlarged, smearing his eyes into the color of madness, waving Spike Flail toward a mountainous giant with the momentum to break even more powerful, anchor-like weapons.

The same kind of reckless attack that strikes after itself.

"I'll take that life!

"Oooooooooo"

That's why it makes sense.

Feeling his own guts spill, yet, Exile wields Spike Flail as if trying to storm with both arms. That blow surely cut off the giant body, drilled the mountain, and harmed God with the momentum to collapse.

But that's it.

Neither did the series of attacks that drove the spider sub-god Ig Nus-Zad and crushed Talaskus reach the “empty” Murgusz.

Hairless, clinging like a fetus, without ears, bending his back, his arms hanging sloppily and gripping an axe of war that can only be described as huge.

It looks like he was just born and is dying now, scarce in vitality and evokes negative emotions.

The mouth draws a huge semicircle all over his face, with no nose, one eye non-existent and the other covered in darkness.

Immutable.

God was there, unchanged.

The madness disappears from the eyes of Exile, resurrected in Faith of the Andes, the Heavenly Fate of Gram's Death, and the colour of despair is hidden from view.

I have spoken with the Minutes Divine Body (Avatar) many times.

Both the Spirit Prince of Fire, who dominates the source world of chaos, and the subgod of the spiral of despair (Leliouria) 's family, defeated him.

Both the sun god and the evil god were relative.

But that experience is not even comforting.

Malice.

What's there is absolute malice.

Murder, contempt, pity, indignation, suspicion, resentment.

Every negative emotion similar to black mud is directed. No, is it projected in all directions?

Terror.

Absolute awe anoints the spirit and freezes even the flesh.

People don't have special feelings for bugs. unconsciously, stomping and smashing with no emotions whatsoever.

But imagine.

the absolute existence of malice against ourselves, the bugs, and an attempt to exterminate them.

Aside from fear, how should we describe it?

But it was not the essence of this God.

"Annei wo"

- Peace.

Yes. That's what “empty” Murgusz wants. It's something to give.

As the followers of Murgusch, the earthly deputy Garshnaag, had said, regaining his eyes would bring peace and tranquillity to the world.

The darkness, which was like a painfully stuffy human arm, clears and the golden eyes open slightly.

For a moment, the world lagged behind.

Your body gets heavier, your senses prolong, and eventually the world stops.

The moment stopped.

Murgush God's eyes dispel every mystery.

That is not a mistake. At the same time, not everything.

Its essence is stationary.

Therefore, it was aimed at the iconic sun of time.

Now the concept of all change is gone.

- Peace.

No longer will any dispute arise.

- Peace.

In the dawn, when the Murgush God has achieved a complete resurrection, all this universe stops and eternal peace comes.

This was the essence.