Academy’s Weapon Replicator Episode 555
Chapter 149 Niflheim (6)
Frondia looked back at Hela again.
I really don’t like it, but I can feel at ease if Belphegor is by Selena’s side. Frontier knows very well how strong he is.
I don’t like it though.
“Hela, are you going to continue?”
Hela’s face turned grim at Frondia’s question.
“What does it mean?”
“If it continues like this, you will be at a disadvantage.”
Frontier is specialized in dealing with multiple enemies. His Black Heaven protects all sides, he has access to more weapons than a large army, and a single arrow becomes tens of thousands of arrows that pierce through the enemy.
None of them have absolute destructive power. However, it is enough to kill weaker enemies.
But Hela doesn’t worry.
“Frontier, are you abstaining from the game because you lack soldiers?”
“… … Indeed. That’s true.”
Frondia knew Hela’s intention and opened her hand. Mjolnir was in her hand.
“The important thing is that you are a general.”
“Go for it, Frontier. “You said you were curious about the power of God.”
Hela’s eyes shine. Her surroundings turn black. It is the influence of mana.
Hela stretches one hand forward, and mana gathers into her hand to form a shape.
‘……lamplight?’
As Frondia could see, what Hela was holding in her hand was a lantern. However, the light inside it was a purple, flickering light, and it was extremely ominous.
Hela brought her face close to the lamp.
She took a deep breath,
Hook─
When it blows,
Frontier’s son-in-law went dark.
‘… … ‘Nonsense,’
Hiss!
Kaaaaang—!
Before Frondi could even finish his thoughts, something flew towards him from the left and hit the Black Sky.
Judging by the sound and feel, it’s an arrow.
Frontier heightened the tension.
‘If you turn off that lamp, the whole world will be plunged into darkness?’
Truly the ruler of Hell. Does this mean that the owner of this world is different no matter what?
Moreover, as I experienced earlier in Frondier, the sixth sense is dull here. This situation where visibility is completely blocked is dangerous.
‘But Hela, you haven’t forgotten this, have you?’
Frondior took out the mana crystal.
If there is no light, just create it.
Paaaaaa!
Floats the crystal into the sky, creating a wisp. The amount of light immediately grows as if it were to explode.
When I started to see my surroundings again,
“… … !”
Frondier made eye contact with the skull’s empty pupils.
“Ugh… … !”
As I barely managed to bend my body and step away from the seat, skeletons struck me through the space.
Pubberbang!!
The skeletons exploded one after another, and Frondier retreated while blocking them with Black Sky. No, should I say that she was helplessly pushed away by the force of the explosion.
‘It really doesn’t make a sound!’
They were dead to begin with, and on top of that, they were skeletons with only their heads floating around. There was no sign of breathing, let alone any movement.
Frontier checked his surroundings. Hela was still standing in her original position.
‘My wisp’s light output is excellent, but it doesn’t last that long. I have to finish it between now and then.’
Hella would know that too.
If you keep taking time, you will just keep wasting mana crystals.
The time it takes to make a decision itself doesn’t take that long, but since you know how much mana is consumed for each one, you can’t use it recklessly.
‘Before this light goes out!’
Frondier strengthened his right hand holding Mjolnir.
Kkwarung!
Lightning struck, sparks flying through the surrounding skeletons and ghastly ghosts.
The arm is pulled back sharply, and the hammer generates heat by kicking up air even as it is being pulled back.
Finally, the hammer is thrown away and flies straight towards Hela.
This hammer will not get blocked until it reaches Hela.
‘It’s going to miss anyway.’
Frondier thought.
‘But I can control Mjolnir. If you keep chasing Hela,’
When Frontier thought that far.
Hela just stood there, not moving.
“… … her?”
As if answering Frondia’s question, Hela raised one hand.
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Empty!
He took Mjolnir in that hand.
“……what?”
The power of Mjolnir was put to sleep. It was blocked by Hela’s one hand.
Frontier stares blankly, dumbfounded.
A voice flying towards him.
“Frontier! Did you forget!”
It was Belphegor’s voice.
“Don’t use the weapon of God! It has immunity to divine power!”
“… … That doesn’t mean.”
Frondier was speechless.
Belphegor had certainly said so, before he struck the ground with his blow, to use something other than the weapon of the gods.
In the world of gods, there is resistance to divine power. Therefore, the power of God’s weapon is halved.
But that doesn’t mean,
‘That Mjolnir is capable of falling asleep so helplessly?’
Knowing that knowledge doesn’t make sense in this situation.
From what Belphegor said, a hero’s weapon is more effective than a god’s weapon. I accepted it like that. I didn’t think God’s weapon would be completely useless.
But just now, when Mjolnir and Hela clashed.
To Frondi’s eyes, it seemed as if Mjolnir’s power had disappeared rather than Hela having blocked it with incredible force.
‘And above all.’
What Frontier finds most unpleasant right now.
It’s a feeling of déjà vu.
I saw it somewhere.
The power of God disappearing so helplessly.
When was that?
Pot─
While Frondeer was lost in thought, the light from the mana crystal disappeared.
The world is pitch black again.
Hela waves again, and this time a cavalryman appears.
A ghost knight whose horse and rider are all made up of souls. The cavalry in formation rushed toward the Frontier at full speed.
The horsemen galloping across the sky make no sound of hooves, and the horses do not neigh.
A fierce yet so calm gallop.
‘This time it will be faster than before, Frontier.’
I just narrowly avoided the explosion of Frontier’s skeleton.
So this charge, which is faster than that, will reach Frondier. In the darkness, the cavalry attacked from all directions, blocking Frondier’s retreat route.
“……okay.”
Boom!
Immediately afterwards, two horses soared into the sky.
Crunch!
The remaining horses’ legs were all cut off,
bang! puck! Pow!
All the cavalry that fell from above were hit by the black sky and crushed.
“… … !”
Hela opened her mouth in surprise.
A response speed that is overwhelmingly faster than before.
Above all, it moves as if you can see ahead in this pitch darkness.
No, that’s not what you see in front of you.
‘… … It is said that a warrior who has reached the highest level becomes so sensitive that he can draw the exact form of the enemy’s life even when he closes his eyes.’
However, that is literally a level that ordinary people cannot reach in their lifetime.
Especially if it was Frontier, who just pushed forward with the destructive power of skills and magic.
‘Among Frondia’s acquaintances, only Atjie would be capable of something like that. Could it be that Frondia has grown to that level as a warrior?’
As if to cut off Hela’s thoughts,
“I remembered.”
Frondier’s voice rings coldly.
okay. I remembered.
There was a time when the power of the gods was rendered powerless.
The frontier is a sight I’ve seen time and time again.
─Baldur, give me strength.
That’s the spectacle of the game.
That time when I took on countless challenges as Aster Evans.
Baldur’s power was powerless before the Minotaur.
In the game, it was thought that the power of the divine power was lacking.
When it fell into this world, it was thought that Baldur had not given it proper strength due to a whim.
And now.
A hypothesis flashes through Frondier’s mind.
“Hella. “Let me ask you just one question.”
Frontier speaks softly.
Hela, who saw those eyes, immediately raised her hand and pointed at Frondia.
The meaning is simple.
All-army attack.
Several ships, ghosts, soldiers, and archers all came together,
Frontier de Roach
Eclexis
scattered.
Everything that had been in shape collapsed and scattered like ash.
All the troops that couldn’t be counted.
“… … !”
Hela took a step back.
Frondia has not used Eclexis until now, saying she is curious about the power of the gods.
But at this moment, something like that seemed fine to Frontier.
‘what? ‘How did they capture all this?’
A situation that Hella does not understand.
In this pitch-black darkness, only Hela can see ahead.
That must be the case.
‘The Eclectic of Frontier is dangerous. That’s why I took out the lantern from the beginning!’
Frontier’s Ecclesis is the most powerful yet revealed.
All the gods I’ve faced so far have been barely able to deal with it.
That is why Hela also knew the danger and used the darkness to block the aim.
But if that doesn’t work.
“Hela. I don’t want to fight. I have something to ask you.”
The voice of Frondier, full of anger.
Hella knows the reason.
That’s why you must never be caught by the Frontier.
‘Even if you can see me, I am the master of this world!’
Hela poured out ghosts one after another. It didn’t matter what type. In any case, it is enough to block the line of sight between Frondier and her.
With this, we block the view and first evacuate using Yggdrasil.
“Menosorpo.”
Then Hela sees.
A small cylindrical mana appeared in Frondier’s hand, then spread out into a huge space in an instant.
menosorpho
Workshop
wave
A battle is created as if to swallow up Hela along with him.
‘This is all I can do!’
Hela opened the window.
Although it is not his specialty, he is definitely the god of death. He can do a light ‘blink’.
Use this to escape the attack range.
fault!
And the place where Hela stepped was,
“her?”
It was still inside the workshop.
Coo!
The workshop was finally completely closed.
‘Just how big of a thing did you make?’
A workshop containing everything that Hella transcended space. Almost the entire range of menosorpho was probably used.
As Elodie said, attack and defense is a type of great magic.
Is it permissible for humans to use that great magic on this scale?
‘… … really.’
No, it wasn’t.
Frontier is human.
“Hela.”
The frontier drew near.
At the point when the battle was swallowed up, victory or defeat was decided.
Hella may be the owner of Niflheim, but the owner of this workshop is Frondier.
The situation was reversed. Now Hela’s view was blocked.
“Answer correctly.”
“… … Frontier.”
Hela laughed bitterly.
“You’re going to answer just as you think anyway.”
“… …The Minotaur that Aster met.”
Frondier ignored Hela’s words and continued speaking.
“Does that guy have magical resistance?”
“… … .”
Hela was silent for a moment, but then answered.
Just like she said earlier.
“that’s right. I have tolerance. So divine power doesn’t work. “Well, even if you take away his resistance, he’s strong enough.”
“Why is he so resistant?”
“Why would that be?”
Hela’s eyes flashed open. She felt a sort of elation.
The frontier is angry. It seems that that in itself gives a kind of exhilaration.
“Because God made it. That’s what I wanted to hear.”
Kwak!
“Tsk!”
Frondier grabbed Hela by the neck and lifted her up.
“Don’t be cocky and answer straight.”
Frondia’s gaze falls on Hela.
“Last question.”
“… … .”
Hela just grimaced in pain.
Frondier asks.
“… … Are all the monsters outside like that?”
“… … .”
Hela is silent.
However, those eyes are pointed straight at Frondier.
The two have almost the same look in their eyes.
As they bumped into each other, Frondier asked again.
“Did God create monsters and send them to kill humans from the beginning?”
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