Paladin of the Dead God - Chapter 117



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Episode 117 Drowned King (4)

The moment the instinct of crisis took over reason, the Drowned King activated the protective instinct of an animal instead of the dignity of an angel.

Grrrrrr!

Black ink spewed out in front of Isaac’s nose as he ran. Isaac, who was ready to bite anything that came into contact with his mouth, lost his direction and stumbled as the ink covered his eyes.

The Drowned King did not miss the opportunity and swung his tentacles.

Quaaaaa!

Isaac could see the world turning upside down in a panic. An extremely fast water current was stirring his body. A fast whirlpool swirled around the Drowned King’s massive tentacles. Isaac’s body was swept away.

Attempting to let it go by using red petitions was also meaningless.

[How dare you go against someone who has been given the power of God just because you hurt him a little?]

The Drowned King suffered a terrible wound to his pride.

He had completely forgotten how to squirt ink for a long time. Because in the past thousand years he has had nothing to dodge or defend. He did not have the miracles and powers he deserved, but he had a strong body and almost infinite regenerative power.

The flesh that Isaac tore off when he entered his mouth was regenerated in just a few seconds. Even if Isaac had left a few marks on his legs with that flimsy tentacle, it was clear that he wouldn’t be able to do any damage.

‘Because of some trick… … !’

However, he reflexively decided that he should not be hit by the tentacle and moved.

I felt afraid.

Instead of thinking that he had become weak, the Drowned King suspected that Isaac had done something.

Isaac’s power was that much different.

The tentacles immediately clamped down on Isaac.

A strong force came from all directions, as if it would crush him at any moment.

The sound of several bones breaking was heard.

[What are you doing! How can you use that miracle? How was this miracle stolen?]

The Drowned King did not think that Isaac was a nameless follower of Chaos. He only thought that since he was Nephilim, he would have stolen the miracle. But even as every bone in his body broke, Isaac did not stop laughing at the drowned king.

Isaac grumbled something at him.

The Drowned King could not understand what was being said, but he felt something strange.

Something was happening.

‘Poor guy, even his intelligence has fallen to the level of an octopus… … .’

The Drowned King suddenly trembled at the sound he heard. I wondered if Isaac had spoken, but there was no way he could have made a sound underwater. The Drowned King hurriedly checked to see if anyone else was nearby.

The only people in the water were Isaac, himself, and the fishmen.

‘When an octopus is chased by a predator, it spits out ink, and if it feels like it will be caught, it cuts off its legs and runs away. Still, I’m glad you didn’t cut off your leg and run away?’

‘What is this?’

It felt like someone was whispering into his head. That voice was strangely sweet and at the same time sharp as if it cut into your lungs, making it difficult to ignore. The Drowned King felt that something was stirring on the other side of the sea filled with the black ink he had spewed out.

‘But I understand. ‘If you are immersed in the deep sea for a long time, unable to communicate or hear the voice of God, you are bound to question your very existence.’

[shut up… … Shut up!]

‘In fact, aren’t we already living a life like an animal? It’s a thousand years. You have not heard the word of God or looked into the landscape of Urbansus for a thousand years now.’

Grrrr!

The Drowned King violently waved his tentacles in all directions. A strong current swept across the sea, so strong that the limbs of the fishmen could be torn apart with just a passing glance. The dust and blood dragged up from the deep sea further darkened his vision.

The whispering voice in the dark continued to be heard without stopping.

‘It’s no wonder you felt impatient. More than anything, you yourself must have felt that you were falling to the level of an animal.’

The voice pierced the fearful part of him to the point where it hurt. It’s as if I’m looking into his head and talking to him.

‘Oh, the angel stuck in the deep sea. Were you afraid? A once great angel reduced to nothing more than a legendary monster? So did he rebel and try to become a barbarian god?

[Shut up… … !]

In an instant, the drowned king suddenly came to his senses.

He bit off one of his tentacles in one go and cut it off. A fierce pain woke him up. Only then did he realize that, in addition to his own ink mixed in the water, there were also strange, strangely flowing colors flowing through it.

An unidentified voice was flowing from within the colors.

‘Could it be this too?’

The Drowned King realized that he had been hallucinating. As he drowned, realizing that his hallucinations were powerful enough to possess an angel, the king looked down at Isaac in astonishment.

Before he knew it, Isaac had cut off his tentacles and was free, and was speaking with only his mouth, with a wry smile on his face.

late.

Take a look. At that moment, something began to strongly tighten the body of the drowned king.

Only when he saw red incontinence starting to form all over his body did the Drowned King realize what he had missed.

His gaze turned upward, towards the water.

***

Hyannis finally shouted as she saw the blood-red silhouette that had begun to emerge.

“I caught it!”

Yenkos looked down at the sea, biting his fingernails nervously.

What Hyannis was doing, and what Yenkos was watching, was an act of disrespect that could not be tolerated. However, it was equally blasphemous to quietly watch and approve of the angel’s rebellion.

She didn’t know which of the two was the bigger crime and would have greater repercussions.

“You captured the Salt Council’s angel with the Salt Council’s sacred items!”

“God will understand!”

A sacred relic of the Salt Council, ‘The Fisher King’s Net’.

This relic, which can capture anything it targets, is one of the most precious of the Salt Council relics, and was brought by Hyannis to slay the Drowned King.

It was even a holy relic with a connection to the Drowned King, as it was the net that pulled up his drowned body at a time when the Drowned King was still called the ‘Fisherman King.’

He drowned in the sea and was revived as a famous angel called the Drowned King.

It was ironic that the holy relic was now being dragged alive to subdue him.

“What about the Holy Grail Knight? “Do you think the Holy Grail Knight is safe?”

Yenkos looked anxiously at the surface, but there was no sign of Isaac. He sank so deep that even a drowned king would have to wait a long time to rise. In fact, everyone knew that if this much time had passed, it would be difficult to expect him to be alive.

“I can only hope for a miracle.”

Hyannis said as he pulled on the end of the Fisher King’s net.

The Fisher King’s net was not really a net, but was shaped like a wooden rosary. However, at each node of the rosary, there was a huge net that had no shape and was difficult to estimate. The net had enough power to pull even the Drowned King’s gigantic body above the sea.

The problem started from then on.

The Fisher King’s net only pulls up the target and cannot harm it.

From then on, it will be entirely up to the Salt Council to deal with the Drowned King.

He must face the wrath of the Drowned King.

As the net rose, Yenkos realized this fact more clearly, and prayed earnestly.

“I hope you prepared properly.”

“Well, we did our best. “You are the problem.”

“We did our best to prepare. “It wasn’t a weapon that could be used against the Drowned King.”

Yenkos’ fleet was equipped with weapons to deal with Hyannis’ fleet. This too was a formidable weapon.

Hyannis grinned and squinted at her.

“Why did you suddenly change your mind?”

As soon as Isaac left, Hyannis brought the Fisher King’s net and began the ritual. Yankos saw it, but he did not actively stop it.

Even now, I could have stopped Hyannis by swinging my sword and cutting off Hyannis’s neck, but I didn’t.

In the end, she went along with Hyannis’ angel hunt. Yenkos’ fleet will also follow her decision.

Yenkos closed his eyes tightly and shouted.

“Damn it, what should I do then?! “In any case, our council’s guidelines were to ‘hold on as long as possible while waiting for God’s resurrection,’ but that damned octopus decided unilaterally!”

Taking Aidan hostage was also close to being a haphazard move to maintain the situation in a situation where one had no idea what was going on. It was natural for Salt Council believers to believe in the Salt Council’s angels.

However, neutrality could not exist when the Bishop of the Code of Light was attacked and the Holy Grail Knight was thrown into the sea. She had no choice but to give up ‘maintaining the status quo’ and follow the council’s previously decided decisions.

If the Drowned King is defeated here, the cause of his defeat will be ‘one-sided communication method’. If he calmly persuaded the Salt Council, no member would dare reject the angel’s opinion.

“It’s coming up!”

Sea foam began to bubble and rise.

As Hyannis watched the body of the drowned king being caught in a net, he could not suppress the urge to shout out a word that could be considered blasphemy.

“It’s a big one!”

***

Kwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa…? … .

The sound of sea water pouring echoed like a waterfall. It felt like a river was pouring from the sky, even though the water inside my body was just flowing down. The mere sight of the Drowned King’s body made the ships sway and shake like leaves.

The crew, including Hyanis, could not keep their mouths shut at the sight of the Drowned King’s body, which was larger than expected.

They had all only seen parts of the Drowned King’s body, and could only imagine how huge his body was beneath the surface. However, they all felt an instinctive sense of fear as the body exceeded their expectations.

Meanwhile, Isaac came up out of the water. Once the whirlpool disappeared, escaping out of the water was easy.

“Holy Grail Knight!”

Hyannis, seeing him emerge from the surface, was delighted and shouted. Even though it was close to drowning, Isaac seemed relatively fine. Instead, he gestured with his hand and instructed Hiya Nis to concentrate on his work.

The opponent was an angel. He was not an opponent worthy of attention.

Isaac felt a sense of absurdity upon seeing the Drowned King with his body exposed and part of his body still submerged in water.

‘I think even if you put all these dozens of ships together, they would be smaller than the Drowned King.’

Just seeing that huge body hanging in the air was spectacular enough.

Isaac once again thought that Hyannis’ plan was absurd. And the Drowned King felt similarly.

[…] … This is absurd.]

The Drowned King was naturally wary of this holy relic. Because I felt that Hyannis had brought the Fisher King’s net.

So I tried to get rid of him first, but as the situation went awry and a battle suddenly broke out, I paid attention to Isaac first and then forgot about him.

But it didn’t really matter to him. It was just uncomfortable.

His tentacles wriggled and moved. Many of its tentacles were tangled in the net, but it was no problem for its flexible, boneless body.

Whoa!

A tentacle came out of the net and scratched the surface of the water. A wave that seemed to split the sea arose and flipped over a nearby boat. The sailors jumped screaming.

Hyannis’ body stiffened due to the overwhelming power.

[Resolve this now, priest.]

This was a warning. If they had hit the ship instead of splitting the sea, all the crew members on the ship would have been annihilated in an instant.

But Hyannis gritted his teeth and shouted.

“Prepare the whaling harpoon!”