Became the Weapon Monopolist of the Gods-Chapter 79: Sultan’s Magic Mirror (9)

A monastery in the ancient city of Nephia, a magical realm.

In a quiet prayer room, a girl was kneeling.

The girl's eyes were closed, and only her quiet breathing resonated in various colors.

A space where all the noises of the world had subsided and only the girl seemed to exist.

In a pious atmosphere that made one forget that this was a magical realm -

Jeanne was praying quietly with her hands clasped together.

Again.

Transparent beads of sweat dripped down her slender chin, staining the floor of the monastery.

Only the damp floor showed how long she had been praying.

Jeanne's body was engulfed in a soft white glow.

Hwaaaaah...!

The stigmata engraved on her back glowed white like angel wings, radiating splendid sacred power.

That sacred power escaped through the colorful windows and doors of the prayer room and flowed somewhere.

“.......”

Even in the pain that felt like her back was burning, Jeanne prayed without any hesitation.

However, her heart was filled with worry, unlike what she looked like on the outside.

‘Seojun, please be safe.’

Jeanne wanted to go into the hotspot with Choi Seojun, but she couldn’t.

She had to help not only Choi Seojun, but also Vanessa and Rachel.

They were scattered all over the place in the Demon Realm, but she had the power to help them.

She could perfectly transmit her ‘holy power’ to any place as long as there was a holy relic with her energy within a certain distance.

That’s why Jeanne gave up on following Choi Seojun and stayed alone to prepare to help them in the quiet ❖ Nоvеl𝚒ght ❖ (Exclusive on Nоvеl𝚒ght) monastery.

The first to start the fight was Rachel, who had left first.

She entered into battle with Karbuga, a Muslim ghost who mass-produces ghosts.

Jeanne immediately prayed and supported Rachel.

The wave of holy power emitted from the stigmata was transmitted to Rachel, giving her the power to defeat Karbuga.

Ghosts were dead people who should not exist in this world, and Jeanne's holy power was a fatal force to such dead people.

When touched by holy power, ghosts become immortal, and the byproduct, the ideology, is purified and disappears.

Since it was the same for Magi, Jeanne's holy power was the worst match for Karbuga, who mass-produced ghosts with Magi.

Moreover, since the one using that holy power was Rachel, an S-class Awakened, it was truly a disaster.

The ghosts that were endlessly resurrected stopped rising when they were hit by Jeanne's holy power, and it seemed that Karbuga would be defeated soon as well.

Vanessa, who went to kill the ghost knights, was also fine.

For Vanessa, who had the power to cut down everything, the ghost knight's ability, which was strong in that it had no 'substance', lost its meaning.

Even without her help, Vanessa would handle it well.

The problem was Choi Seo-jun.

The Sultan he went to deal with was the real ‘original’ Sultan, Klitsch Arslan I.

The S-class Awakened Elder of Sacheondangga was losing in the fight against Klitsch Arslan, and that didn’t seem to change even with Choi Seo-jun joining.

‘Is the Hydra’s poison not working?’

Jeanne didn’t see the situation directly, so she couldn’t know for sure.

However, as the fight dragged on, Jeanne thought about it and cut off the power she was sending to Rachel.

All of her nerves were focused on Choi Seo-jun.

‘Please, you have to be safe.’

She wanted to run to Choi Seo-jun right away, but since she didn’t know what would happen in the meantime, Jeanne couldn’t leave the monastery.

However, Jeanne didn’t immediately support Choi Seo-jun, even though she was anxious and anxious.

The Sultan, who was quick-witted, would immediately ride off on horseback if he felt disadvantaged.

If Choi Seo-jun unleashed his holy power, the Sultan, sensing danger, could run away.

Then he would miss the opportunity he had worked so hard to get.

Jeanne wasn't so shallow in judgment that she would mess things up like that.

She endured her anxiety and waited patiently for the right moment.

The moment when the Sultan, who had let his guard down, didn't run away and poured everything out.

That was the moment when Jeanne had to unleash her holy power.

And Choi Seo-jun told her that moment.

Woo-woong─

Jeanne poured everything she had into the signal Choi Seo-jun sent through the holy relic.

Hwaaaa ... A pure white light bursts out.

Doo doo doo doo─

The thousands of warhorses that had been galloping like a spectacle turned to ash and oxidized when they touched the light.

─ Uhhhhhhh!

The sight of the warriors collapsing like foam was empty, like a dream that would disappear when they woke up.

Like a midsummer night’s dream, the Muslim warriors dreamed that they were alive and disappeared one by one.

The gallop of the warriors that was like a spectacle had already ended long ago.

Only the ‘ghost’ that could not accept the end and became resentful remained.

[... ... .]

The red eyes of the ghost looked at me.

The gaze of ‘Kultz Arslan I’, whose upper body had collapsed halfway, still had an obsession with existence.

Thud ─

The spear that the guy had raised toward me collapsed like a sand castle.

Kltz Arslan I, looking down at his own hands flowing like sand.

He began ‘regeneration’ to hold onto his collapsing body.

Ss ... I was replenishing my magic power with the magic of the hotspot as much as it was being drained.

To me, who had the blessings of the underworld, magic power was no different from magic power.

“Why, aren’t you eating more?”

I personally fed the magic power into the mouth of the Sultan, who was trying to stop absorbing it.

[Squeak, squeak.]

The Sultan, holding his neck as the magic power continued to surge in like seaweed, spit out the magic power.

However, as much magic power was spit out, it went back into the Sultan’s mouth.

He tried to hold onto the magic power and cut it off, but the magic power that he couldn’t reach was like seaweed that couldn’t be cut off.

[Squeak, squeak...!]

Klütz Arslan I, who screamed and melted into purple poison.

The monster that had been eating magic power with its endless thirst for existence was buried in the magic power and disappeared as a handful of poisonous beast.

“.......”

After finishing everything, I turned to Dang-oe. But Dang-oe’s face was a bit strange.

He was looking behind me with an expression like he had seen a ghost.

“Behind!”

“?”

My eyes widened as I looked behind me with a puzzled expression.

There, Klutch Arslan I, who I thought had disappeared, appeared in the form of a ‘soul’.

Arslan I’s resentment, distorted with anger, flew toward me.

“!!”

Meanwhile, the foggy forest of the Demon Realm.

Doo doo doo doo doo─

The spirited phantom knights were passing by below the steep cliff.

Vanessa sat on the edge of the cliff and quietly looked down at the phantom knights’ march.

Then, she suddenly felt a huge wave of sacred power and turned her head.

The place where the sacred power burst out was the north of the Demon Realm, enveloped in darkness.

A hot spot where the ‘Sultan’ is supposed to be.

“I told you not to listen.”

I told him to be careful because I would finish soon, but Vanessa stuck out her lips slightly at Choi Seo-jun’s actions that he couldn’t wait and jumped into danger.

It seemed like she would have to push herself a little.

“I have to finish quickly.”

Her body tilted down the cliff as she muttered softly. freeweɓnovel.cøm

Soon, her body, which had started to fall, was enveloped in darkness at some point.

Elon was an apostle of Astaroth, the Despairer, one of the 72 demons.

He was also the main culprit who caused the Sultan’s magic to spread worldwide.

The goal of the 72 demon apostles who worshipped the evil god was for the world to become ‘gate-ized.’Ron's mission was to minimize the number of Awakened who entered the Sultan's Magic Realm.

Doo doo doo doo─

'Let's try to fool them as much as possible.'

He led a group of 100 Ghost Knights that he had personally mass-produced and headed to the Magic Realm.

Elon, who was heading to eliminate the Awakened, suddenly looked up.

"?"

A woman was falling from the sky, head first.

'Suicide?'

She came all the way to the Magic Realm and committed suicide?

"I've seen all sorts of strange women."

Elon clicked his tongue and decided to just ignore them and pass by.

If they were Ghost Knights who didn't have a physical body, he could have trampled them without harm.

But.

"...Huh?"

Suddenly, the woman who was falling was caught in the shadow of the cliff and disappeared.

He blinked and the woman was still falling.

‘Is it because of my mood?’

The moment Elon dismissed it as a mood, the woman had already gotten down in front of the marching group.

Elon frowned at the woman blocking his way.

“What are you? An Awakened-”

Before he could finish speaking, an eerie sound rang out.

Crunch─ Crunch─

The heads of the four Ghost Knights on his left and right fell off.

The fallen heads rolled on the floor.

Elon blinked his eyes dumbly.

‘The Ghost Knights’ heads fell off?’

“What......?”

Elon was staring blankly at the heads rolling on the floor at the incomprehensible phenomenon.

“I’m sorry, but you have to die.”

Smile.

The woman, Vanessa, smiled brightly, not fitting for the situation.

Whiaaaak─

Arslan I’s resentment flew towards Choi Seo-jun.

“It’s the curse of resentment! Avoid it!”

Dang-oe shouted and ran towards him, but it was too late.

The resentment that flew in like lightning had already been sucked into Choi Seo-jun’s body.

Choi Seo-jun bent down and clutched his stomach.

“This!”

Dang-oe, startled, quickly approached him.

For the living, there was nothing more terrifying than the curse of the dead.

“Wake up!”

Dang-oe, panicking, urgently tried to inject magic into Choi Seo-jun’s back.

Just then, at the moment Dang-oe was about to turn around.

“Kkeuk.”

A strange sound was heard.

‘Kkeuk?’

As he was trying to guess the source of the sound, he heard it again.

“Keukkuk.”

That was definitely the sound of digestion.