Chapter 288 - Episode Thirty-Five - The Great God Kudor (9)

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On top of the huge lump of flesh with wriggling pale, stubby tentacles grew a human upper body the same color as the tentacles.

It was unmistakably the very image of the Kudor depicted in paintings and myths.

I had always wondered why the real Kudor didn’t have a human upper body attached to it like in mythology, but now I knew the answer.

She wasn’t serious until now.

Kudor must have intended to fall asleep again as soon as the one who had survived the trial appeared and woke up.

That’s why Priest Yohanan, who created Kudor, had sealed her in two separate places by diverting her spirit body to build a cathedral.

In order to fulfill the wishes of the trial challengers, he thought that it would be enough for only the main part of the body to move and deal with the challenge, and by doing so, he was trying to reduce the consumption of magic power.

Kudor continued to grow in size.

The cathedral, with its spirit body continually being pulled out, became visibly more fragile, losing its color and becoming transparent, until it could no longer bear its own weight and a large crack appeared.

The landscape inside the cathedral, which had once been a poisonous blue, was now a transparent mass of glass.

A part of the ceiling finally collapsed. A lump of transparent material that could easily crush me falls down in a hail of rain.

“Wind.”

I point my wand to the sky and create a wind above my head.

I made a circle with a diameter of about five meters by making the wind blow around a small area.

The impact surface of the wreckage of the cathedral that came into contact with the circle of wind was cut into large pieces, and the wreckage was flung far away in a cloud of smoke.

“Peter-san, are you okay!”

I turned my attention to Peter, who was standing at a distance.

Peter raised the staff of Zolomonia and deployed a spherical ward of light to protect himself.

Behind Peter, Zolomonia, a demon child with a smile that belies her youthful appearance, floats in the air and holds out her hand to the warding.

The black light leaking from Zolomonia’s hand is passing through the spherical warding from inside to outside, strengthening it from both inside and outside the warding.

The wards are safely protecting the cathedral from debris.

If it’s that strong, it should be enough to protect you from falling objects.

“You’ve done well against me. I will praise you. But for now, sleep well.”

The crimson glow of Kudor’s twin eyes looked at me.

The tentacles stretching out from her huge body, which has swollen to more than fifteen meters in length, are clearly out of proportion to her previous reach.

I check the top.

The ceiling of the cathedral, which has already fallen, has been reduced to nothing, and I can clearly see the sky, which has turned red and cloudy with the appearance of Kudor.

I make sure that no debris falls on my position and raise my wand again.

Additional magic circles are conjured one after the other.

I raise the disk of wind masses that had been protecting me from the debris, and at the same time, I turn most of the enormous amount of magic power I sent into raising the rotation speed.

The power of the Abel ball is so diffuse that it is unlikely to penetrate the body surface of the too sturdy Kudor.

If that’s the case, I’ll give the thin blade kinetic energy converted from magic and rotate it to reap the tentacles and cut off the entire body.

In order to increase the power to the limit, I have been cramming a lot of magic formulas into the magic circle, and I think the balance of magic power has collapsed, and I can hear the spirits in the air popping from the excess magic power.

I guess I was in too much of a hurry. But it’s not too bad, let’s call it the Abel Saw.

The blade, a huge circle that roars, heads for Kudor as soon as I lower my staff.

At the point of passage, the frictional heat leaves a trail of flame. In a slightly curved motion, I aim for the huge monocular at the base of Kudor’s lower face.

“I’m sure it will go the same way as before, sorry, but I’ll have to drown it out.”

Kudor’s thick tentacles reach out and stand in the path of the Abel saw.

From the looks of it, the tentacles in the previous form, which were burned by the Abel sphere, are of a different thickness and quality.

But if the Abel Saw, which specializes in cutting power, can’t destroy even one of the countless tentacles, it doesn’t stand a chance.

In my heart, I prayed.

The Abel Saw touches Kudor’s thick tentacles.

The tentacle shaves off, dispersing the light of the spirit and creating a slit.

But at the same time, the Abel Saw slows down significantly.

“How does a human’s magic can deal damage to my tentacles! Why can’t I erase it!?”

“N-No way!? Even that can’t cut it off?”

Kudor cried out in dismay.

But I’m the one who wants to grieve.

If that thing doesn’t pass, my chances of winning are slim.

Kudor’s tentacles are trying to move forward to crush Abel Saw.

However, the propulsive force of the Abel saw seemed to prevent her from moving it.

The competition continued, and Abel Saw cut off a third of the tentacles.

“After all that, why ……?”

I thought as I chewed on the back of my hand.

I’m not sure how I should have set up the magic circle. Why couldn’t I cut it as I wanted?

What should I do to make it work? What should be changed to make it happen?

I formed a large number of magic circles in my head and repeated trial and error.

I found hypotheses, areas for improvement, and issues, but it was difficult to keep everything in place at the last minute.

“But …… at that rate, I can take out one of the tentacles with one shot of the Abel Saw ……”

“Haaaaaaah!”

The human part of Kudor howled.

The tentacles that had been fighting with Abel Saw slowly lifted up, trembling.

Is what I thought, but it gets stretched out in a big way.

Abel Saw was thrown behind Kudor.

“Ah!”

The Abel saw easily pierced the walls of the cathedral.

A clean horizontal line appeared, and the wall shook and collapsed.

“U-Unfair …… no way ……”

It’s not like I’m going to be able to kill it with my magic, no matter how much advantage I estimate I’ll have over it.

“I have no right to take that thing seriously.”

The huge monocular, buried in the mass of flesh at the bottom of Kudor, looks back at the other side of the wall where the Abel saw had collapsed.

The Abel Saw, which had been caught by Kudor, was descending and touched the surface of the sea.

A huge splash rises, and the sea splits in two. The boundary of the ocean field became deeper and longer.

The rift in the sea was like the gap between two huge cliffs.

Eventually, it disappeared beyond the horizon, and the sea cliffs created by the Abel saw disappeared in a huge wave.

“Well, I’m going to waste a lot of magic power if I don’t move fast enough. Let me finish it now.”

Kudor’s tentacles are lifted and he is ready to attack.

I ready my wand. I moved the World Tree Ortem, the Asura 5000, and two normal Ortems and placed them to protect me.

However, this is not enough to protect me.

“Transmute”

In order to increase the scale, I deployed eight large magic circles in parallel.

The magic power connected the components of the atmosphere and the spirits over a wide area, and rewrote their properties to form Hydeem Magimetal.

The entire area around me is covered in Hydeem Magimetal, and from the scaffolding, countless giant whips of magical metal sprouted to counter Kudor’s tentacles.

“You’re trying to imitate me? Interesting.’

Kudor crosses her arms and glares at me.

The fact that I can’t see the bottom of Kudor is uncanny.

I don’t know how many attacks I need to hit to break Kudor’s dominance.

Kudor has only used her tentacles as a means of attack so far.

He doesn’t seem to be planning to use them this time since she let the din-eaters down first, but she can essentially create an inexhaustible supply of din-eaters from her tentacles.

She also has a collection of magical tools that would make a collector snicker.

There is no way that tentacles are the only means of attack.

But that didn’t mean that I had no chance of winning.

I have the Spear of Levi, given to me by the Water God.

If the mythology is correct, even Levi, who is renowned as the weakest of the four creator gods, and who has never even shown any sign of coming to regain possession of his divine artifacts even when his human opponent has stolen them, was able to pierce Kudor. It’s worth a try.

But I can’t afford to show it off carelessly.

I will maintain my defenses, and when I saw an opening, I will release Levi’s spear, which I had inherited from the Water God, to pierce the single eye in the center of the lump of flesh.

There’s no room for failure.

If there really is a chance to win with Levi’s spear, the moment Kudor finds out where the spear is, she will do everything in her power to crush me even more than she already has.

“…… I wonder if it was better if I escaped with Myunhi and Mea-chan??”

“It doesn’t matter where you are at this point in time.”

From inside the sphere, Peter stared with dead eyes at the end of the Abel saw’s flight.

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