Only I Am Immune to Magic

Episode 100. bite

“Azazel has given the worm an undeserved gift.”

Gaos salivated at the sight of Beltor’s skeletal staff.

It was a ceremonial staff used in Azazel’s resurrection ceremony, and since it was connected to the Altar of Resurrection, it performed just as well as a hero’s weapon in this place.

“Magic Missile.”

Dozens of arrows made of demonic energy were shot out of Gaos’ hand.

Jigsaw Jigsaw!

However, the black arrow that flew with terrifying momentum extinguished in front of Beltor’s eyes with purple sparks.

Unholy Barrier.

A translucent veil made of condensed demonic energy protected him.

‘If only I had a little more time.’

Gaos showed his teeth and glared at Beltor.

Chimera, a collection of hundreds of years of research, specializes in handling demonic energy, but it has not been long since possessed and has not been able to collect many demonic energy.

In order to overcome the current situation, at least 5th tier magic was needed, but the magicians gathered now could only use 3rd tier magic at most.

“You are doing something useless.”

As if reading his anxious mind, Beltor smiled and swung his staff.

“Geez!”

Then, some of the slow-moving undead were enveloped in a black air current and rushed toward Gaos at unbelievable speed.

“Haste!”

Gaos threw his body to the side while casting acceleration magic.

The sharp bones and rotten fingernails that were trying to grab him grazed his hair.

“ha ha ha! This is how knights feel when hunting!”

Seeing Gaos wandering all over the wide hall, Beltor exploded with light.

It was as if all the congestion that had accumulated over the past hundreds of years as his assistant had been washed away.

‘Damn you bastard. You’re very excited.’

Gaos let his laughter drain from one ear and reached out his hand toward the undead hordes blocking his path.

“Dark Fist!”

Quaang!

A large black fist protruded from above his head and struck the undead blocking his way.

Thanks to this, the guys who were trying to surround them disintegrated and a brief gap was created.

‘I’m going to hit a rock with an egg.’

I had time to catch my breath as I was in a hurry, but the situation was still not good.

Others quickly filled the positions of the fallen ones, and more undead were looking for opportunities behind them.

endless fight.

If he couldn’t come up with a way, he would eventually wither away and die.

“Beltor Logrant! Are you so incapable of grasping the situation!”

Gaos, who had barely escaped the encirclement, shouted at Beltor.

Beltor tilted his head.

“What bullsh*t are you talking about?”

“We came here to resurrect Azazel as quickly as possible! Do you know what that means?”

“… … ?”

Beltor raised his staff and stopped the movement of the undead.

I thought I’d listen to what this little kid was talking about.

“We already knew where the resurrected Azazel would appear! By now, the priests and paladins of the Church must have chopped up his body!”

“Whoops. It seems that even the Arch Liches of the world can’t help it if they are cornered. It has been over 100 years since the Church of the Sephiroth stopped visiting Death Landing. But how can a paladin… … .”

“East of Death Landing, Igandel area! The ruins of an old cathedral!”

Gaos shouted at Beltor, who was about to swing his staff again.

“… … .”

Beltor frowned and slowly lowered his wand.

He knew where Azazel would appear, having led the resurrection ritual on behalf of the renegade Gaos.

It’s a top secret that even the person who led the ceremony didn’t know until right before the resurrection, but to know such a detailed location.

It was too accurate for a lie invented to live.

“Azazel incurred the Sephirot’s wrath. That’s why the saintess, who had been confined to the Holy Land all her life, came all the way here.”

Gaos continued before Beltor could think of anything else.

“Think common sense. Do you think a church that is known for being so clogged would send a saintess alone to a place like this?”

“… … .”

Beltor did not answer.

My head was confused and I couldn’t seem to open my mouth easily.

In fact, it made no sense for a saintess to come to such a devil’s lair without an escort.

Since ancient times, saints have been treated as sacred relics, not human beings, as alter egos and agents of the goddess Sephiroth, and it was difficult to even see their faces except on special days.

In addition, the saintess of the current generation is a precious body that even received the blessing of Ariel, a hero from a thousand years ago.

There was no way he would be allowed to go out alone without the entire church going crazy.

“I, you, and everyone who lived in Death Landing a thousand years ago became Azazel’s slaves against their will.”

Gaos said that while looking at Nesty.

“The saintess and the church made an oath in front of the goddess that they would embrace anyone who worked hard to subdue Azazel. Being here is proof of that.”

To continental people, Gaos is the worst renegade to be eliminated first.

Even such a person would accept it like this, but there was no reason not to accept Beltor, who was just a minion.

“Think carefully. Beltor. Azazel was already burned to death by the Sephirot’s light. If you kill us right here, the only thing left is divine punishment.”

“… … .”

Beltor bit his lip.

Sacred Punishment is a special punishment given to those who murder priests or paladins who have converted to the Order.

A punishment so painful that it is said that no torture technician in the world can realize the pain equivalent to divine punishment.

If the saintess was killed, the entire church would rise up and turn on the lights in their eyes and try to find the culprit, so hiding was meaningless.

‘I almost came over.’

Gaos tried to hide his nervousness and looked at Beltor.

“You didn’t obey Azazel yourself, but you chose to obey because you were afraid of dying. It’s not a sin to do that to live. If you help us even now… … .”

“hehehehe.”

Interrupting Gaos, Beltor gave a low laugh.

Suddenly, the serious expression on his face disappeared and a cruel smile emerged.

“It is very nice to see you servilely begging for your life. But I think I will have to finish this play as well.”

“Beltor. yes this guy… … .”

Gaos quickly realized that Beltor had been playing with him.

He had no intention of taking this side from the start.

Instead of worrying about what Gaos said, they were enjoying the desperate struggle of the party in a predicament.

“Although it failed, it was a perfect persuasion.”

Beltor closed his eyes and applauded as if he was really impressed.

There were no gaps in Gaos’ words.

The truth in what he said was only the place where Azazel actually appeared, but it was sufficiently credible to someone who did not know anything about the saintess and the church.

“If I couldn’t feel Azazel-sama, I would have been left alone.”

Beltor knew Azazel was alive in the first place.

It is because his spirit was connected with him during the resurrection ceremony.

Feeling Azazel’s overflowing vitality and listening to Gaos’s desperate persuasion was a different kind of fun.

thud! thud!

Something knocked hard on the door of the main building, which was firmly closed.

Beltor looked at him with a welcomed face.

“Looks like you just arrived.”

“Were there any other presents?”

“Your opponent is the Arch Lich and the saint. So I prepared more thoroughly.”

No matter how many traps were dug, the power of the Arch Lich and the saint could not be ignored.

That’s why I secretly hid a few high-level monsters, but it seems they’ve finally arrived.

“I will open the door for you, so run away immediately. If you don’t interfere, you’ll be able to keep that insignificant body.”

Even if Gaos died here, he would return to the Life Force Vessel, so as long as he could get a saint, there was no need to strain his strength.

If used well, the priests of the Sephiroth can become an elixir that increases the power of the demons.

Even an ordinary priest can be corrupted and absorbed to become a great power, but the saintess is incomparable.

If he waited for a while and then removed the weakened saint’s heart and offered it to the altar, Azazel’s power would become even stronger.

‘You’re a single passer.’

Gaos looked at Beltor without speaking.

cunning one. Azazel still hasn’t lost her prestige.

He felt sorry for himself for thinking that Aaron was on top of him, even for a moment.

‘It’s already too late to turn back.’

But running away didn’t change anything.

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He had long wanted to avenge Azazel’s humiliation, and he finally did it.

I had no intention of turning back just because I was scared and regretful.

“I think it will be a stumbling block to the end. All right. Then try your best.”

As the demons gathered around Gaos, Beltor frowned.

Kurur-!

As he waved his wand, the closed door opened with a roar and something strode into the hall.

“… … !”

Gaos, Nesti, Raast, and even Beltor.

Everyone in the hall widened their eyes when they saw it.

Shoulder-high, twice as tall as a human’s, black hair like charred charcoal, three heads covered in flaming manes.

Its identity was none other than Cerberus.

“Krrr… … .”

Cerberus, who entered the hall with slow steps as if searching for prey, soon showed his teeth and glared at the podium.

They instinctively figured out which one was the real enemy.

“Eh, what is this… Why is that guy here… … ?”

Beltor felt goosebumps all over his body.

Outside the open door, the advanced monsters he had prepared were torn to pieces.

Seeing the blood dripping from Cerberus’ teeth and claws, it was easy to guess how they died.

“Celves.”

Gaos looked up at Cerberus with an expressionless face.

Cerberus was the nickname he gave after summoning Cerberus.

“Kreung.”

Celves lowered one of his three heads and looked at Gaos.

Unlike the other two heads, the head looking at the owner was full of friendliness.

Gaos slowly raised his hand and pointed at Beltor, who was frozen hard.

“bite.”

* * *

cooong-

East of Death Landing. Igandel Plains.

The huge body, which had been moving at incredible speed, knelt down on one knee.

“I… this i… … .”

Azazel breathed heavily and glared at the boy in front of her.

Every time I breathed because of the blood in my throat, I didn’t want to hear it.

The amalgamations that were raised to kill him had already fallen at the hands of the Dark Elves, and the group of monsters outside the pit could not come close to them as they were suppressed by their momentum.

The overall situation was not good, but what was most disappointing was his physical condition.

The body was cut into rags countless times with a knife, and Magi, which provided infinite power, was exposed to the ground.

‘Even if it didn’t clash the first time.’

He couldn’t stand Aaron’s provocation of the goat’s head and dared to face a head-on collision.

The result is a huge hole in the chest and loss of one arm.

Aaron was also seriously injured to the extent that he could never be revived, but somehow he recovered his body and rose from his seat like an undead who received a resurrection spell.

It was fine until there.

Even if he was injured, since he was resurrected as a perfect body, tearing a single human to pieces was no big deal.

However, after Aaron drew his sword, the situation changed dramatically.

He pushed Azazel to the limit, using the same swordsmanship that Oberyn used in the past.

There were hundreds of ways to swing the sword, and every time I moved my body, the sword flew in and inflicted fatal wounds.

None of the magic worked, and he preoccupied the direction he was trying to run away from, leaving him no time to catch his breath.

just 1 minute.

It was the time it took for Azazel, who was like a moving fortress, to kneel.

‘It’s not over yet.’

Azazel took a deep breath, then suddenly felt something and spat the boiling blood out of her throat.

Deep inside Hadman Castle.

The painstakingly crafted trap was finally triggered.

Only I am immune to magic

Author : Sileng

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