Chapter 249 - Episode Forty-Six - The Collector (17)

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The number of dream soldiers had been increasing since I had moved on, and there were already more than a hundred.

Blending in with the soldiers, the collector came running towards me, wielding the twin sword.

I held up my wand and deployed a magic circle.

“Flame, form, ball”

I amplify the flame generated at the tip of my wand, cover it with a ward, and repeats the process of compression, amplification, and compression.

There is still one more cup of Amrita left in the stock of the collector.

I’m sure that one sip of Amrita will be enough to heal his injuries, and it won’t kill him.

“What’s with that magic?”

The collector stopped, wary of my magic.

The False soldiers of dreams run past the collectors.

On the tip of my wand, a dazzling white sphere of light was completed.

“What a beautiful ……”

The collector looked on in amazement for a while, then suddenly came to his senses, drew one foot, and pointed his large sword in my direction.

“But that kind of direct magic won’t work on me! Come out, “Golden Mirror of the Alchemist King”!”

A huge circular mirror appears in front of the collector.

At the edges of the golden mirror, there are several demons carved into it.

“Fuhahahahahaha! What a pity! You can go now! Such a resolution would be too much fun, wouldn’t it ……?”

The collector shivered and shrank back slightly.

“What is this chill?”

In other words, the “Gujarna Demon’s Face Stone” appears at hand and rises behind the “Golden Mirror of the Alchemist King”.

For someone who was almost crushed to death once, he seems to be relying on the “Gujarna Demon’s Face Stone” quite a bit.

It is true that that is hard. Quite hard. While most of the other treasures are easily broken, this one has been used so many times that you can trust its defense.

“Here I go, collector!”

I swung my wand at the collector.

White glowing light bullets — the Abel ball, fly in a straight line towards the collectors.

The dozens of dream soldiers standing between them are shattered, and the remains of their dismembered bodies are flung up into the air and disappear.

Abel’s ball hit the mirror surface of the “Golden Mirror of the Alchemist King” and stopped moving.

In the next moment, the expressions of the demons carved on the rim transformed from lurid smiles to expressions of despair with wide-open mouths.

A crack appeared in the center and it burst into dust.

“Impossible!?”

The face of the horrible demon on the “Gujarna Demon’s Face Stone” was also distorted and deformed by the heat of the Abel ball, transforming into a pathetic expression and rotting away in the light.

The collector bent down and crossed his body with the “Right King of Shattering, Chromieshkeid Ray” and the “Left King of Rending, Matarglardar Ray” to protect his body.

The collector’s body is covered in white light.

I closed my eyes from the brightness, and after a few moments, I open my eyes, rubbing them.

There are fragments of charred swords scattered around the area, but there is no sign of the important collector.

“H- …… Huh? Mr-, Mr. Collector? Are you alive?”

I suddenly noticed something charred and wriggling in the air.

It was a collector who had lost his left hand and both legs.

The right hand, however, had only three fingers, and the back of the hand was more than half torn off.

He was crawling around like a caterpillar, spitting smoke from his mouth.

The effects of the “Ravenous Dragon’s Tool Bag” are certain, and while the collector’s body is so battered that it would weather if you touched it, only the area around the heart is still intact.

I didn’t know it would be this tragic ……

“S-Somehow, I’m sorry …… Um, you won’t use Amrita?”

There was no response from the collector when I called out to him.

Instead, the collector raised his half-broken right arm on the ground with an eerie laugh and forcibly raised his body.

Before I knew it, he had a sword in his hand.

It wasn’t as big or strange as the Twin Swords King’s large sword, but rather a very ordinary sword in terms of size and design.

The whole thing seemed to be made of the same material, giving off a uniform blue glow.

I could imagine that it was a lump of spirit, just like the “Giant King Hylas’ Magic Battle Armor”.

But unlike that, it has an eerie evil feeling to it.

“Fu, fufufu …… It’s a strange thing. If your favorite treasure trove, which you took such pains to collect, is destroyed …… you will feel nothing. On the contrary, I was surprised to find myself somewhat excited. Compared to this battle, all the treasures that I wanted so much will be overshadowed. Of course, what I really wanted was not the treasure, but the feeling of accomplishment that comes with it. It’s as if it’s worthless now. I’m not sure how much you will entertain me.”

No, it’s a waste of time.

“I was going to keep it entirely as a collection, but …… I never thought I’d be using my “self-admonition sword, Cudlarg”.”

The collector thrusts the sword in his hand to the ground, and a large cup appears in his hand instead.

Maybe it’s Amrita …… As I was thinking about it, the collector drank it down in one gulp…

“What ……?”

I’ve heard that one glass of Amrita will rejuvenate you, but …… if you drink more than two cups a day, the excess life force will transform your body into a monster.

The collector’s body is regenerating.

I thought his arms will start to grow, but it quickly returns to normal.

“…… The Self-Admonition sword, Cudlarg, is a sword that destroys the body of the person who holds it, instead of giving them a glimpse of the power of the Great God Kudor. Using this power, it will counteract the abnormal life force of Amrita. This allows me to carry and handle to the fullest the power of the gods, which normally would not last more than a few seconds in a person’s body.”

He raises the pale blue sword known as the Self-Admonition Sword to the ceiling.

A black light began to leak from the sword, rampaging around the collector like a willful ivy, and once it spread, the marks cling to the collector’s body.

A magic formula appeared all over the collector’s body.

The technique was glowing bright red, like fresh blood.

“Are …… Are you kidding me!? You’re going to go that far!? You’re going to go that far!?”

Finally, he used up all of his Amrita. It will take you three hundred years to finish one cup of Amrita, but he drank both cups in just a few minutes.

No, In addition to that …… if you use a sword like that, you never know what will happen to your body even if you drink the Amrita.

How far are you willing to bet on this match?

He said he didn’t regret losing his treasure trove, but at the same time, he may have lost so much that he’s just numb.

You’ll regret it after you cool down.

“I feel it …… I feel infinite mana! God’s power! Now, let’s start the overtime! Which is better, the power of the Great God in my body or your magic?”

The collector took a step forward.

The crystal at his feet was cracked, and at the same time, a loud sound of destruction echoed.

“I-I don’t think this is a good idea……”

In the black light that surrounded the collector, only the red glow of the technique and the glow of the blade of the self-admonition sword could be seen more clearly.

It is obvious that the magic power and the intimidation are much different than before.

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