Level 99 First Territorial Management by Adventurers

The darkness emanating from the dazzling Dusk Sickle (Das Creeper) and the despair that lies ahead dominated the space.

Vision, the world itself is engulfed in darkness. Unescapable, in the dark.

"Divine Power Liberation (Purge) -" Magic Demolition (Isolation) "

But there were those who stood up to despair.

"Shit. It's impotent, this... Yikes"

While I think it's bad for educating my kids, I can't help but be evil.

Yuut, who was lurking his breath leaving Ray Cruz's opponents to Valtrude and Vainamarinen, moved at the end.

The helix of despair (Reliouria) unleashes the ultimate versus magic spell at a time when it appears.

The Ninth Staircase's Theoretical Spell, which erases all spells and disables magic devices (magic items).

The light lit up the perimeter of Yut.

The Magic Dismantling effect even extends to Treasures (Artifacts).

There, furthermore, the divine power is liberated to become more powerful.

The odds are not zero.

Yuuto desperately manipulates the thread of magic and tries to keep the dark running.

Ray Cruz turns his consciousness to the archmage (Arch Mage), but Valtrude and Larsia can't move in tow.

Vainamarinen goes without saying. Both Jonah and Arsia are focused on their spirit so that they can move in line with the situation.

A complete attitude, arranged without instructions.

The odds weren't zero...... but.

But the magical power of the rampant Dusk Sickle (Das Creeper) was not the ratio of the sandalwood jewel Orb of Madness.

Originally, even with Magic Dismantling, dismantling treasure equipment was an action close to one or eight bets. The divine power engraving floats and strengthens the Demolition of Magic does not change that.

"Chi, no."

Now one step at a time. Mutual.

But no other Yut had noticed that it was gradually but being pushed.

(It's the best you can do to delay it!

But it should be worth it in that moment.

"Old man! Please!

Ray Cruz avoids Larsia's arrows earlier.

That flesh is tentative at the beginning, despite the fact that life sucking (life football) is the main body. And I don't even see that life-sweeping look.

I guess it's natural to assume that it's integrated with the Great Sickle that invites the spiral of despair, which means that eliminating Ray Cruz himself is expected to converge on this.

"Answer!

Waiting, the Great Patriarch of the Rock Giant (Jarloot) waves down the giant Spike Flail like an anchor.

Despite being a melee weapon, its range exceeds 10 metres. A close blow strikes a black-clothed swordsman.

Something amazing happened.

The exact blow that was supposed to have captured Ray Cruz came through as if he'd pierced the stereoscopic footage.

"Astral body…"

Stunned, Yut groans.

Apparently, it was the bluff that tried to avoid Larsia's arrows. Plus, I got caught up in it.

Though I had no other means, I am reminded of the difference in the season.

"That's right, you're one of Jii's people..."

"Yut, that's also a bad word for Dean Mel, so hey!

Light mouth of Yuut and Larsia exchanged in front of Vainamarinen himself.

The tone was bitterly lacking in subtlety, although it seemed to afford it.

"Two, there's a mistake... rather than I led it that way."

Get your hands off the crashing twilight sickle - still the dark light doesn't disappear from the sickle, and Ray Cruz's own presence doesn't waver.

No longer had a choice but to eliminate Ray Cruz, I heard the story.

"One thing, I just put firewood in the furnace. All you have to do is burn on your own. Whatever happens to me, the spiral of despair will no longer waver."

"It's troublesome...... No, you mean you've been packing it from the beginning."

Yut groans while still maintaining "Magic Dismantling".

Ray Cruz proceeded in secret, not responding to the Memory (Remote Site) nor to the Trust thanks to the spiral of despair.

And the moment I was on the table, it was over.

"One more thing. I'm sorry to hear that, but they're kicking me out of life sucking. I'm like a half-breed spirit right now."

So it shouldn't be purified here.

That said, Ray Cruz distorted the edge of his mouth.

"Have you gone from sword to life spirit? I don't know which one."

Vainamarinen's irony also lacks glory.

Apparently, Ray Cruz had been kicked out of life sucking (life football) and had become an astral body.

I guess lurking for over a year was also a period of familiarity.

Maybe it was just a euphoria to be kicked out, and I don't know how, but maybe I tried to separate myself.

Because if you don't, you'll be taken in by a spiral of despair before you meet Szigil.

But I didn't have time to make sure of that.

"Shit. I'm not gonna keep it anymore. In the meantime, get away!

An invisible thread of magic is played.

Understanding the signs, Yut issued a warning to his companions.

Follow it, distance it as it was played - but Yut stayed on the spot.

The first thing I noticed was Alcia.

"Yut!?"

Valtroude, who was leaping herself in the air to the screaming voice of her childhood friend, comes back as if she had been played.

"Yut, what are you going to do!?"

"I'm here till the end..."

"Don't be silly"

Valtrude holds Yut up on his shoulder, not letting him say yes or no.

At that moment, the rushing Dusk Sickle finally blew up.

There is a debacle in the space around it, and a shadow appears.

A thousand spirally twisted arms.

A giant with countless black dots all over his body.

A crowd of snakes as cluttered as Yunxia.

Synthetic organisms (chimeras) mixed with a number of marine organisms.

A collection of featherworms wrapped around a tuna.

A shadow of energy without an entity.

Whenever a shadow shakes, it takes on a different look.

All of which is the spiral of despair, not all of which is the spiral of despair.

Old and great that restores the world itself to nothingness.

The annihilator who suddenly emerged from a different dimension from this world.

Evil things that once could not be extinguished when the gods of good and evil fought together, and connected them to prison.

Though it cannot yet be said to be a close and complete manifestation of the phantom, I feel frightened, different from both the time of Dal-Lukash and the time of Verga.

It is no longer possible to suppress even Yut's Great Petition (Unlimited) or Alusian Miracle (Teulgi).

No, problems before that.

The moment I saw that at first sight, I understood.

Death, and doom are decided.

Why did you think you could live unconditionally, etc.

Yes. Doom is definite. No, I've been doing this for a long time. That's an absolute fact.

Even the apostles of God like Valtrude and Alcia are going to believe that.

Even Larsia and Vainamarinen are blue-faced, and Jonah and Exile can't hide their upsets.

Yut, too, couldn't move while Valtrude held him without a hitter.

It even breaks the hearts of the brave men who have survived numerous crises and saved the world.

That's despair.

Like a feather worm on a spider's nest. Like a beast in a trap. Like a sinner put on a death row.

Fate, I've decided.

"... no, not yet"

But there were those who fought against it.

Sword in one hand. On the other hand, sweetheart.

Valtrude roared as he glimpsed the spiral of despair that was becoming enlarged as it changed thousands.

"What brings doom? Even if you look great, you're just a fool who can't produce anything in the end. I had two children."

That's a word I spinned because my loved ones were on my side and even more loved ones were far away.

Valtrude speaks as he thinks of boiling thoughts.

- That's my win.

Painful, tough moment.

Despite this, Valtrude was proud to win and laughed.

Light in this dark-covered space, the only light.

But didn't that bother you? Or did you simply react to the living? From the spiral of despair on the way to manifestation, the squeezed and twisted tentacles approach.

Tentacles that break down the Dal-Lukash and attribute the world to nothing.

Unpreventable, absolute doom.

"Right. If the Yuts don't die, they'll do something about it."

"Right. If Alcia's alive, we can get her back."

Exile and Larsia stood before it approached.

As if trying to fulfill that night's vows.

"Both of you, stop!?"

The spiral of despair destroys both body and spirit. If your soul is lost, you cannot be resurrected.

Alcia screams to know that.

At the same time, tentacles loom.

The next moment.

"Huh? That?

Larsia's voice, unexpected.

I can't help it. Because the doom that should have approached the present has vanished.

No, not exactly.

"Transferred…?"

Vainamarinen will get an idea of the situation as soon as possible.

They were at a distant height, with a spiral of despair near the surface.

Looks like he was pulled up in the air and helped, but at the same time, the Great Sage seems to have come to think of the cause. I get a look that looks complicated.

"Uh? I've decided to be ready, but not dressed badly?

"I'm fine. Compared to me as I was held."

"Oh, sorry."

Valtrude lowers Yuut, who remained on his shoulders, embarrassed.

He stared at the Cathedral Knight (Paladin), who tried to laugh and deceive him, with a gaze that the Albino girl would shoot through.

"Are they taken care of, or are they annoying? I don't know..."

Yut floats firmly into the universe as he blurs.

At that time, light shone from heaven into a world surrounded by darkness.

The light grew more and more powerful, and a huge shadow appeared in it.

"This is..."

"What..."

The source of light is a great being.

Valtrude and Alcia looked up to heaven, intuitively enlightened by what it was.

"God, full"

Because there were some familiar faces, or Jonah gives a terminal representation of the sight in front of her.

Hellenonian god who presides over justice and thunder.

He has already pulled out his sword and is fully armed with a shield and full body armor. Its appearance is Rin and literally divine.

A conjugal god of the gods of knowledge, death and sorcery.

It seems they were the ones who saved the yuts. He appeared right beside him, staring with merciful eyes.

Regra, God of Power.

He looks like a muscular young man with a belligerent look and a spiral of despair.

And Dasktum, the evil god, the beautiful boy with the eye of a ship.

Good, evil, true, evil. Thoughts, power.

All the gods gathered here.

For the Yuts, the size and intimidation are different from the familiar divine bodies (avatars).

It's not just the fully armed gods. Even those who are close to God, such as angels and apostles, who are their subordinates, are overwhelmed.

An army of eight million (or greetings) gods.

Among them, the first to move was unexpectedly the goddess of beauty and art.

"The World of Writing Split the World"

The Riya God had a paintbrush and rewrote the world with a secret (Sacramento).

Disconnect a strip of space from reality and stop the pollution caused by the helix of despair. We can also say that we put our boundaries together and isolated them.

The world, where heaven was light and earth was darkness, switches to a gray space.

"Timestop"

"Divine Boost"

Furthermore, the couple God cooperated and stopped the time of the spiral of despair - even if it did not last that long.

Confront, doom with the gods.

"I've been waiting for you, this time! Take this moment!

But Teng himself, who caused it, was staring at only one person.

Ray Cruz, the swordsman in black, jumps up and slips past beside the spiral of despair for heaven.

No, I just went flying in the sky for one.

"Szigil!"

It's a cry of the soul.

Words of all.

There will be no more thoughts in the world.

"Ray......"

After all, the thought was conveyed.

Swigil, the sword princess, appeared alone from the army of Effilroth, the maiden of the forest.

Ray Cruz's, and exactly the same figure in Vainamarinen's memory - he had a double sword.

"Szigil......"

"Ray......"

A grey space where spirals of despair confront the gods.

So, for the first time in decades, the two of us call each other names.

He volunteered for the role of disposing of Ray Cruz, a great sinner. At least I'll give you the guidance with my own hands.

That's what Szigil was gonna say.

I saw him at first sight. No more regrets. From now on, I want to live with you. But I don't mind you killing me.

That's what Ray Cruz was gonna tell him.

But I approached the distance the sword reached, and when I met him face to face, I couldn't say anything.

Therefore, Szigil says nothing.

I approached him to rush over - waved my double sword vertically and horizontally as I danced.

Ray Cruz's spirit body instantly changes like a borough rag.

"You idiots..."

Watching it from afar, Weinamarinen's eyes had tears.

Even the Great Sage does.

There's no way they can stand it.

"... I'm still alive."

Ray Cruz remains the same, even if he is torn apart from his spiritual body.

Just stare at Szigil. Remove from sight or consciousness, except for Suigil, and wait for the sentence to be executed.

"... you are an idiot. He's a big idiot."

A large tear spilled from the Elf's sword princess.

"There's no denying it."

In that usual response, Suigil's thoughts were finally decimated.

Two swords spill out of his hands, on the spot, crying like a girl.

"I didn't mean to get you in trouble..."

"You've decided to get in trouble. You idiot, you idiot!

Ray Cruz himself gave a troubled look and got lost for about a minute before holding his beloved Elf sword princess.

"Sigil, I..."

"Warning Thorne."

The moment Ray Cruz tried to put his thoughts into words.

The two overlapping in one were bound together by thorny branches that became like whips.

"Knock."

"Dear Effilroth..."

"You should have pleaded guilty if you were meant to, but you don't have time"

Elf beauty wearing a crown of flowers and a dress knitted in leaves of a tree.

Effilroth, the maiden of the woods, appears before the two of them and throws harsh words. The expression is also not even hateful, but as harsh as words.

"Constraints (Gears) were placed on us so that we could not live in heaven or on earth because of the present" Commandments "....... Riya"

"... to be thankful"

Once again, the goddess of beauty and art takes a paintbrush.

The light gathered and a path similar to the theatre flower path was created in the gray space.

It's the only way out of this space.

"Dear Effilroth..."

"Go sick."

And I guess it was the best for Effilroth.

Soon, Tsu's commandments had been broken.

Szigil bows his head and starts walking down the aisle with Ray Cruz - not letting him say anything extra, not letting him.

"Mr. Jii, go."

Yuut spoke to Vainamarinen, who watched it in silence.

The Great Sage changes his expression one after the other: surprise, joy, remorse.

"... I didn't know the kid cared, the baking turned"

"Oh, I turned around. It's bad for my kid's education, so keep retiring."

"Huh. Well, is it your duty to watch the end?"

Late to the two of us, Vainamarinen also takes the path of the Riya God.

Neither in heaven nor on earth - take the road to Naruto.

Swallow the three of them, the road closed.

At the same time, I can untie the "Current Prison Chain" that was tying the spiral of despair.

And then the mythical war began.