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Chapter 51
The spell caused a grudge-filled wraith to sink its fangs into its target, planting death itself into the wound.
Unlike manipulating the aura of death, a magic spell that directly embeds the very concept of death requires at least a 6th-circle mage to handle.
Though the spell itself had been refined to a 6th-circle level, I only mastered it much later.
The dozens of wounds inflicted by Muyeong rotted black, and soon, they succumbed to death, beginning to wither away.
The creature thrashed violently in agony, but as if it could no longer resist, its body convulsed before collapsing.
I slowly walked toward it.
It lay limp, seemingly unable to move any longer.
At a glance, the battle seed to be over, but I knew better.
"Don't try anything. I've seen your kind pull this trick too many tis."
These so-called divine beasts were anything but noble.
When gravely injured in battle, they would pretend to be weak as if they were on the verge of death—only to unleash their trump card the mont their opponent let their guard down.
It couldn't understand my words, but as I approached with an opening in my stance, its eyes flashed for a brief mont.
"Get a hold of yourself! That thing is still—!"
Luna Basilin's warning ca too late.
Barva was faster.
As if mocking its previous staggering, it sprang up in an instant.
And then—
Its vicious regenerative ability kicked in, restoring its body as golden light shone from its eyes.
At first, I wondered if it would shoot beams from its eyes.
That wasn't the case.
Its true weapon was the claws of sacred fla.
Imnse regeneration and defense.
And finally—
Kagagagak! Fwoooosh!
An invisible, intangible claw.
Its final resistance, created by sacrificing most of its remaining life force.
However, since it had taken a direct hit from Revenge of the Banshee, its power was pathetic.
Honestly, this magic felt far too strong for sothing a 6th-circle mage could cast.
By the ti it resorted to this, it was already in no condition to continue fighting.
"Yeah. You really thought I'd fall for that again?"
Even if it was running purely on instinct, it hadn't anticipated that I'd predict and evade this attack.
Barva's massive body visibly flinched.
Even while lying on the ground, it was so enormous that I had to crane my neck to look up at it.
A creature standing five ters tall—what more needed to be said?
Though many factors had intertwined, the conclusion was simple: I knew Barva well, while it knew nothing about .
And then there was the enigmatic angel, Luna Basilin, whose presence had been a major variable.
-Grrrr... grrk... phoo... phoo...
"If it weren’t for her, this wouldn't have ended so easily."
Good for , but for the beast, it was a disaster.
Barva, who had been glaring down at , gasped heavily before finally closing its now-blackened, curse-infested eyes.
The once-thundering heartbeats slowed… and then stopped.
"Is it dead? Did we finish it off?"
At lissa’s murmuring, I frowned before relaxing my expression.
"Watch your mouth."
"Wha—What? What did I even say?!"
lissa protested, flustered, but thankfully, Barva seed to have completely ceased all life activity.
I wonder… Could I turn this thing into a wraith?
I reached out toward the lifeless creature.
Since I had surpassed the 6th circle, even beings like this could be partially converted into wraiths.
However—
Unlike with a Death Knight, Barva remained an overwhelming monster even in death.
In the end, the attempt failed.
Not only that, but perhaps because it was a divine beast, even turning it into an undead was impossible.
"What a sha..."
It would've been useful for clearing farmland if I could've reanimated it.
Leaving my regret behind, I approached the two.
lissa trembled as she stared at the corpse, while Luna Basilin closed her eyes before turning to .
"Even if one can imitate the ability to manipulate death itself, mastering it to such an extent is beyond any mortal’s reach."
"It’s possible. Not impossible."
"Ridiculous. To wield death is a matter of qualification."
"I don’t know about that. I just kept pushing myself to the limit, and before I knew it, I had mastered it."
At my response, she fell into deep thought before shaking her head.
"It’s like the story of Adam."
"Adam? You an the evil god of death, Adam?"
lissa asked, her expression puzzled.
What the hell?
This was the first ti I’d heard of this.
I shot her a questioning look, and lissa shrugged.
"You don’t know the tale of the God of Death and the Goddess of Life?"
"Would I? I have no interest in religion. The only things I know about religion are that there’s a pope, a hierarch, a saintess, and an archbishop—"
"Ugh, forget it!"
lissa clicked her tongue, cutting off.
"My mother told this story long ago. A long ti ago, there was the God of Death, Adam, and the Goddess of Life, Eve."
The only Adam and Eve I knew were from my past life—the myth of the first humans created by God, banished from Eden for eating the forbidden fruit.
Honestly, I hadn’t expected to hear similar nas in this world, so I was a bit taken aback.
"It’s nothing special. Basically, the fallen God of Death and the Goddess of Life rebelled against the primordial god and were punished, erased from existence. In the Holy Kingdom, they use this to scare people—'If you misbehave, the banished God of Death will co for you!'"
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"Sounds like a common tale. Every kingdom has sothing like that. Even in the Bata Kingdom, they say an evil dragon lives in the Demon Realm."
"True. Compared to other myths, the story of Adam and Eve is treated more like folklore. But since she ntioned it, I wonder if there’s so truth to it."
"There isn’t. Evil gods don’t exist."
Luna Basilin declared firmly, and lissa simply nodded.
"If she says so, then I guess that’s that. Honestly, too much has happened today—I just want to rest."
At her exhausted sigh, I slung her over my shoulder like a sack of potatoes.
[The sentences are strangely disjointed. The truth may have been cleverly concealed.]
The Librarian seed to have an odd distaste for Luna Basilin.
Was it just my imagination?
Whether the claim was true or not, I didn’t care.
"Hey! What are you doing?!"
"The space is collapsing faster than expected. You know what happens if we don’t get out in ti."
At my chilling warning, she shut her mouth.
"Can you keep up?"
"I can move, at least. But most of my strength is depleted."
"As long as you can move, that's enough."
As I advanced swiftly, Luna Basilin flapped her pair of wings and flew after .
The exit of the rift, which had been blocked by the divine beast Barva, looked no different from before, but Barva's power had completely disappeared.
Before long, we quickly escaped through the rift's exit, and Luna Basilin followed right behind , bursting out of the rift as well.
"Ugh!"
She staggered like a child taking their first steps and then collapsed onto the ground in an ungraceful heap.
"What the... What's wrong with her?"
"The air... feels unfamiliar..."
"Young Master!! My Lady!"
The attendants and knights who had been guarding the area around the rift rushed toward us in alarm.
Upon hearing about the rift, the knights had arrived late, but for so reason, they had been unable to enter it.
Just then, as if waiting for this mont, the rift we had erged from began to spark.
"What the?! What's happening?!"
A startled lissa hurriedly reached for her sword.
However, Luna Basilin and I simply watched it in silence.
"It's collapsing. It will disappear soon."
"The structural energy is dispersing."
Just as she said, the rift where Luna Basilin and the divine beast Barva had been gradually lost its shimr, then shrank, and soon vanished completely.
All that remained in the room was a dull, blue box that had lost its glow.
"As expected. The structure collapsed under the influence of the energy. This is now just a useless box with no function at all."
With a sneer, Luna Basilin picked up the box.
Then, without hesitation, she clenched it tightly and crushed it.
The scattered fragnts burned away into nothingness as they dissolved into the air.
"It's completely wrecked now... I just want to drink sothing and rest..."
Looking exhausted, lissa plopped down on the spot with a sigh.
At this, Luna Basilin's head perked up.
"Food and drinks!!"
* * *
Luna Basilin had once said that her biggest regret before dying was not having had a proper drink, which showed just how much she cared about alcohol.
Do these mysterious beings called angels also indulge in drinking and rrymaking?
I wasn't sure, but one thing was certain.
This crazy fallen angel, Luna Basilin Raphaelia, was an even bigger drinker than I had imagined.
At first, she sipped wine, but soon, finding it unsatisfying, she started downing the strong liquor that dwarves usually drank.
Exhausted from everything that had happened with the rift, lissa abandoned her work and passed out, but I couldn't fall asleep so easily.
Whether Luna Basilin was truly a safe presence was a secondary concern—my insomnia hadn’t completely gone away.
As a result, I found myself staring blankly at her late into the night as she sat in my room, happily chugging alcohol.
Sohow, she had settled into my room, talking away while I half-listened, feeling like I was half-keeping an eye on her.
Not being able to sleep wasn't a serious enough problem to cause imdiate issues, but it was definitely a major source of stress.
I silently gazed at the drawing of a ring she had sketched for .
It was surprisingly well-drawn, making the ring's shape clearly visible.
It didn’t seem to have any special power, nor did it have any particularly striking features aside from a slightly unusual design.
"Why do you even need this ring?"
Munching on the coffee-flavored snacks I had prepared, she gulped down so barley beer before slamming her glass down with a satisfied look.
"As I said before, it’s sothing precious to ."
"Was it a gift?"
"Sothing like that."
She didn’t elaborate beyond that.
"Well, now that I know what it looks like, let’s start searching for it in the morning."
"I don’t have high hopes. It’s an infinitely small and insignificant object that may or may not exist sowhere in this vast world filled with countless living beings."
Though she said that, there was a hint of bitterness in her voice.
That made all the more determined.
"Still, it’s worth trying."
"That’s a relief, then. Whew... I should stop drinking for today. It's been a while since I last drank and had a proper conversation with soone. It was quite enjoyable."
"Yeah."
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