Abandoned Priest at the Hero’s Party

Grimudo Climax (1)

Even barking dogs have grades.

A dog that barks in fear will not bite when it is in danger. It wraps its tail between its crotch and is busy running away. But some dogs bite like a mad dog when a crisis strikes. He can’t even think of how badly he’s going to get hurt. I will ask once.

– Hellfire!

The moment it came into view, Parnell unwittingly calculated a magic. Hell’s Flame. One of the most powerful single target fire magics. If you hit it right, it’s faster to find things that the world can’t burn, a great magic of great firepower.

It broke through the stillness, became the only light in the darkness, and struck the Grimudo.

Flames spread in all directions, and a large explosion occurred. However, the darkness that covered the surroundings did not fade at all, and in the explosion, the man with his back rested leisurely and continued on his path.

the light is bright The heat is quite frightening.

But what does this have to do with me? He didn’t even show sincerity to the extent of putting a barrier at all.

It wasn’t worth it.

“Magic power… what…”

Parnell put on an angry expression. If it wasn’t for the treasure of the royal family, the staff he was holding would certainly have been broken and broken without overcoming Parnell’s grip.

Grimudo did nothing. He didn’t even show the effort to hit the fireballs with his hands. However, the mana he possesses is so vast that even if he stands still, the mana he possesses becomes his own barrier and attenuates the attack.

It is similar to the fact that wildfires do not easily occur in wet environments.

What Parnell was trying to do was even more like trying to light a fire in the sea. No one interrupted her, but she was not successful.

-Calling Thunder!

Part of the dark clouds in the sky suddenly filled with lightning and rained down towards Grimudo.

One, two, and in the end a rain of lightning slammed down from the sky. Parnell put aside saving magic and activated all of his Big Core. It’s not something you can win against.

long game? If you save your magic against Grimudo, your neck will run away at this moment. There is no need or time to think about the next day. Only by looking at this moment and rushing in can you catch even a faint chance of winning.

Whoops.

This attack drew the attention of the Demon King. Grimudo turned his head towards the rushing rain of lightning.

And that was all. As the gaze moved, the magic power also moved along the line of sight.

Kurung! thud!

Kwajajak!

In the darkness, countless figures appeared, grabbing the lightning and smashing it. The dark hand grabbed the lightning stem and ripped it apart, and the crocodile-like mouth bit the lightning dragon and swallowed it.

Among the many lightning bolts, none approached even near Grimudo. All of them could not reach it and were horribly broken.

That’s not even a magic power booster. how they don’t know

No, no one in this world uses magic in this way. The training method that converts magical power into one’s own legal power is no longer transmitted to the world.

“What the hell is that…?!”

Even Harmael trembled. The battle of Grimudo was truly unpredictable.

The approach to dealing with magic was completely different. Suddenly, the Demon King’s gaze fell on Parnell.

Is it an illusion? Parnell, sweating profusely, thought he was smiling.

“Still, you have quite a bit of flair. You are the best among you.”

It’s a compliment, not a compliment. Parnell trembled with humiliation.

That person is the enemy of the family, and is the object of essential revenge. No matter how great the hero of the apprenticeship of the Citadel Republic, the kingdom could not be overthrown without that Grimudo’s help!

“By the way, I don’t see the face you are looking for.”

The strongest magic passed down to the Citadel royal family.

Elemental finish is calculated. Grimudo only said what he had to say while watching the magic being prepared. Ignorance is the most wretched contempt, and Parnell was neither furious nor angry at it.

They are enemies and enemies, but they have no choice but to acknowledge them. have no choice but to accept

Grimudo is such an existence. Even as he started the attack, he had no certainty that he would succeed.

“Where is the priest? Are you already dead?”

Fire, Ice, Wind, Earth, Lightning. The power of the five elements struck the Demon King.

The shaking and soaring earth, the endlessly falling lightning, the winds of destruction and blue flames, and the frigid glaciers rushed in, pressing Grimudo from all directions. As if the whole world was trying to torment him. Like trying to tear it apart and burn it away.

However, if the world and the Demon King collide, which one will break is an obvious question.

Grimudo just lightly lifted his feet. Then he went down a bit and stepped into the air.

At that moment, a shock wave that would destroy even the mountains shattered the earth and resounded in the sky. He trampled on Parnell’s magic as simply as breaking a child’s sand castle. The ground burned by the Phoenixes shook as if an earthquake had occurred, and it was not stable for a while. The aftershocks continued.

Whoo!

Harmael almost lost his mind at the noise and shock that seemed to deaf. Of course, it was because she was watching the battle as a spectator without any intentions.

She was relieved for a moment that she was really glad she wasn’t in Parnell’s place. The power that Grimudo showed was truly insane.

‘How is this… how is this possible? How the hell can you beat that?’

I was so scared that my hair stood up. Continental? I immediately understood why he didn’t show any interest in that.

Even if the empire that united the continents was to be trampled on by that guy, it would crumble as fleetingly as an anthill. Just different levels.

“Is this the end of the talent to show you?”

Seeing Parnell trembling by consuming all his magical power, Grimudo showed interest only at that time.

skill. His great magic, only his dexterity. Wasn’t that enough for him?

Parnell trembled in helplessness. Grimudo looked at her and asked as if puzzled.

“Why? Didn’t it go well last time? Or are you already scared?”

“Someone said I was scared… I just ran out of my magic.”

The only difference is that Kyle was there to restore his magic power back then, and now he doesn’t, but the big difference is actually just a good thing.

It’s just the difference between whether or not you can hold out a little longer against Grimudo.

“If there was only magic left, I would have used a fireball or something…”

“It’s been a while since you two. Aren’t you going to jump?”

“Grimudo… Primordial Demon King.”

When the hero and the demon hunter were silent, the first face they saw opened their mouth.

Araidel, a saint who quickly changed her pale complexion, sang a hymn, constricting herself. She opened her eyes and looked directly at the ancient demon king, and a bright halo was emitted from behind.

“As a saint chosen by the goddess, I want to stop your atrocities. Mother, give me strength! Give me the power to face that great evil!”

“sorry but,”

Grimudo’s response was simple.

He just stretched out his palms and drew them.

“I have no interest in you.”

Along the drawn fingertips, the back of Araidel was cracked. A brand of invincibility was engraved in the air.

The magic came from dragons. It was a favor that the dragon had bestowed upon the earthly race, and it was a kind of benevolence, as well as an unpaid charity.

– Transcendental magic. The ruined horizon.

On the other hand, Grimudo exchanged knowledge by trading his studies with dragon magic. Naturally, the dragon had no choice but to tell him much more.

Grimudo’s magic level was already comparable to that of the origin of magic, the dragon. The transcendental magic that only dragons can use broke common sense and was cast on this spot, splitting the back of Araidel to create an abyss.

A line of darkness that swallows light. The line of absolute death cut through Araidel’s halo and swallowed it. This was more of a referee rather than an attack. It was an irresistible judgment.

“Great, Archbishop. Even the Archbishop…”

“It is already late. All I have to do is try to escape from within.”

Whoops!

A line of darkness that was wide and large enough to be comparable to the horizon engulfed Araidel and Reenheim whole.

Originally, he fell into a dark force field that immediately crushes what he ate, but with Reenheim and Arraidel, he would not die instantly at this level. However, by the time they somehow escape from within, it will be after everything has already been completed, and the remaining strength will not be much.

“Saint…!”

Urinelle held out her hand with a bewildered expression toward the saint who had been swallowed into the abyss.

Of course, his hand was only passing blankly into the air. Only the demon king’s voice remained there and laughed at her.

“Urinell Lakponcia.”

Urinelle, who reached out her hand, stiffened as it was. I didn’t know that the primordial demon king would remember his name, and even more that he didn’t know that he would open his mouth and call out his name.

“Didn’t you say you wanted revenge on me?”

The Demon King smiled. He still remembered the uninvited guests who had come to him.

One of the few pleasures of his long life was to welcome such guests. Even before the Hero’s Party, the hermit Geher and the quiet Reiman came to challenge him, and even before that, there were sparse guests.

“Or did you decide to give up on revenge after losing? I am pretty good.”

“Greetings. What do you have to say with the hero!”

From a distance, Harmael intervened and gave instructions.

“He is the enemy of our demons. just kill me If it were you, wouldn’t it be possible?”

haha.

Grimudo just laughed. The moment the sound of laughter reached his ears, a tremendous pain pierced Harmael’s head. Harmael, who was reflexively trying to block the pain, realized at that moment. This is an attack that cannot be avoided or prevented.

A black and dark energy entered through his ears and eyes, and became black hands, as if it were constricting his brain. My vision flickered and I couldn’t see anything. I didn’t think anything of it. I couldn’t remember where I was, who I was, or even such a simple thing. I was in no mood to think!

bang!

Unable to even float in the air anymore, Harmael plummeted to the floor.

Although he was in pain, he stuttered, reached out and touched his head, but his head was intact and not a drop of blood was flowing. But his brain was screaming and complaining of pain. It was very bizarre and terrible.

I didn’t think anything of it, and my head was roughly dazed.

It was as if the dwarfs were wielding knives and scratching their brains. Harmael shook his head and screamed.

What is it? What the hell happened to you? Hey, what kind of technology is this? Not even a question that could be asked of course came to mind.

“It’s a mental attack.”

Upon hearing Grimudo’s answer, Urinelle and Lucia gasped.

“Once upon a time… a method that was used very long ago. You know how to use magical powers, but you don’t know any mental secret techniques to improve your mental power and use it to attack and defend.”

“Mental… attack?”

Even Lucia Weston, a clan of demon hunters, has never seen such a bizarre attack.

Occasionally, there are monsters or spiritized monsters that attack the human mind, but Grimudo’s mental attack was quite different. Look at that Harmael rolling down the ground with one blow.

Does this guy still have a hand like this? Lucia asked, trembling involuntarily.

“Why… why didn’t you use it last time? Were we good enough to hide these skills?”

“It wasn’t that I didn’t use it.”

The Demon King just laughed.

“Even if you used it, you blocked it. Perhaps the priest.”

The biggest reason he came here, so that’s it.

“But where is the priest now?”