Paladin of the Dead God - Chapter 119



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Episode 119 Drowned King (6)

“Light, please remove the shadow from my path… … .”

All Juan could do, holed up in his cabin below deck, was pray.

I could not forget the horror of dozens of ships falling into pieces as they soared into the sky. The deafening roar, the ships being wrecked in the air, and the pieces of people flying around were so good that I could recall them just by closing my eyes.

Juan was already overwhelmed by the power that the angel could exert.

Helplessness.

The feeling of helplessness that humans could not do anything in front of this gigantic being was taking over him. If a miracle were given to him again, with God’s help, he would have supported Isaac in some form. But there was nothing he could do as he had nothing left except his talent for counting money.

Other than just shaking and praying to get out of this predicament.

‘why?’

Although he was reciting a prayer with his mouth, he was screaming on the inside. It had been a long time since he last heard an answer to his prayers. Now he was not wishing, but protesting against this absurd tragedy.

‘Why are you subjecting me to this ordeal?’

God only gives humans trials that can be overcome. But Juan was keenly aware that his survival was just luck.

Because there is nothing humans can do in the face of this enormous violence.

Unless you are the one chosen to face that ordeal.

Juan suddenly raised his head and looked out the window. A storm was still raging in the dark cloudy sky, and beneath it, the Drowned King was huge, as if he had not moved away at all.

Juan looked at it with tear-filled eyes and felt puzzled.

I discovered a flame burning thinly like a candle between the rolling waves.

‘no way?’

He staggered to his feet and headed to the deck. A dejected young priest guarding the door tried to grab him, but he did not turn around.

The brave salmon was moving away from the Drowned King. That was fortunate enough, but Juan could not find the person who should have been here.

Clearly, Isaac, who had come out of the sea earlier, was not there.

“What about Lord Issacrea?”

Hyannis, who had been staring intently at the other side of the sea, turned his head.

“Where is Sir Isaac Isacre?”

Hyannis silently pointed to the other side of the sea.

In the midst of the storm, a pitiful flame could be seen burning beneath the giant body of the Drowned King.

Juan watched it intently.

“Isaac.”

He whispered in a raspy voice.

“Holy Grail Knight.”

***

The Drowned King was silent for a while after hearing Isaac’s declaration.

However, Isaac did not expect that the Drowned King would be persuaded by him.

Since angels are beings whose power, faith, and achievements have already been recognized by God during their lifetime, it is difficult to persuade them with words from the beginning. The little boy just consoled himself and told him why he had to go through all this trouble.

However, the Drowned King said something unexpected.

[okay. You are right.]

Isaac was surprised to see the Drowned King agreeing with his words. Because it wasn’t common for angels to change their minds.

But the Drowned King was already going through a period of intense change.

What Isaac said was actually a rule that he had followed for a thousand years.

However, despite his sympathy, he extended his tentacles towards Isaac.

Although his words and actions were different, Isaac did not panic and ran quickly across the waves.

Quad deuk, knock.

Just before impact, Isaac quickly bounced his body into the air and planted his left hand into the Drowned King’s leg. The enormous air pressure crushed Isaac.

Instead of just jumping out, Isaac hung on the leg and stuck the tentacle deep inside.

At that moment, Isaac had to quickly escape from the tentacles that came crashing down on his head.

[Stop acting like a parasite and pull out your sword. Isaac.]

The Drowned King muttered as he noticed that Isaac had feasted on some of his flesh. If he had lived on earth, he would have said he was like a mosquito, but he had long since forgotten such memories.

“Well, actually, it’s not that different.”

Phew! The Drowned King now spewed ink without any regard for face. The ink sprayed like a black fog instantly obscured Isaac’s vision. As the ink covered Isaac’s entire body beyond simple covering, he was completely blind.

A tearing sound was heard in the ink fog. Isaac could feel tentacles coming towards him that could crush his body in an instant.

‘It will soon be enough.’

Isaac’s entire body became more sensitive. At that moment, in the dark ink, the movements of the Drowned King’s body and legs came into view so clearly that it seemed as if I could grasp them.

And that the bridge rising right below is real.

Paaaaang! The moment Isaac flipped his body backwards, the sea water burst and the drowned king’s legs popped out.

The Drowned King could not help but be surprised. Isaac showed some nimble movements a few times, but this one was unexpected.

The surprises continued even after that.

Even in the darkness, where it was difficult to see even an inch ahead, Isaac reacted quickly as if he was predicting the Drowned King’s movements. Not only that, but the movement lines were cleverly twisted so that the movements of the legs interfered with each other.

The Drowned King urged Isaac, feeling strangely nervous about his movements.

[If you want to enforce order, put away those ugly tentacles and pull out your sword!]

‘While swinging the map tentacle… … But it’s also slow.’

Isaac realizes that although the Drowned King pretends to be alive and well, he is only in appearance and is not actually in perfect condition. It was clear that not only was he attacked by the Salt Council, but the forcible destruction of the Fisher King’s net had taken a toll on him.

The Fisher King’s net is a relic that originated from the Drowned King himself. Breaking it by oneself was tantamount to self-injury, destroying one’s very foundation.

And above all, the preparations that Isaac had made up to this point began to pay off.

At some point, Isaac caught a loophole in the Drowned King’s movements.

Between the waves crashing as high as he was, and the tentacles threateningly grazing the surface, Isaac found a gap to dig into.

It was the Drowned King’s only weak point, a gap through which he could approach the eight eyes shining in ultramarine blue.

Isaac did not miss the opportunity.

The Drowned King clicked his tongue inwardly as he watched the scene.

[I thought you felt impatience the same way.]

At that moment, a huge water current appeared in front of the direction Isaac was heading. In any case, it was a trap to attract Isaac, who had no choice but to run while kicking her at sea level.

The gap was a gap deliberately left open by the Drowned King. I don’t know how Isaac predicts his movements and avoids them, but unless he’s an angel, there’s no way he has infinite stamina.

It was obvious that the Salt Council’s ships would try to finish them off before they got any further away, so they deliberately left an opening for Isaac.

Because it is much easier to trap bugs and catch them than to catch them with bare hands.

[If you are going to act like a parasite without drawing your sword until the end, the only way is to treat me like a parasite.]

The Drowned King opened his huge mouth and prepared to suck Isaac in. At the same time, the tentacles prepared to strike Isaac at once.

However, Isaac dug in even faster.

‘what?’

The Drowned King’s tentacles hit the surface of the water in vain. At the same time, he realized that the world was strangely out of balance. He was shocked when he belatedly looked at the state of his body.

The body was full of unidentifiable creatures all over the place.

These were the parasites from beyond that Isaac had planted in the body of the Drowned King.

[Parasite from beyond / Produces a short-lived parasite under the skin of the opponent touched by the tentacle. Targets infected with parasites suffer constant pain.]

Parasites grow quickly and strongly according to the abilities of their hosts. Jihylet, who grew from the corpse of an ancient god, also became one of the most capable subordinates. And now, a lot of such parasites were growing inside the body of the Drowned King.

This was possible because of its huge size, which was already full of parasites inside its body. The Drowned King, who spends most of his time asleep, has no need to worry about the parasites in his body.

Until then, Isaac had predicted the Drowned King’s movements through the signs they had sent. Not only that, but it was controlled so that it missed by a single piece of paper. And at this moment, they have succeeded in temporarily subduing part of the Drowned King’s optic nerves.

The trap created by the Drowned King was nothing short of an invitation with the door wide open.

Isaac rode the water current created by the Drowned King and reached between his eyes with ease.

Before he could react, the tentacle protruding from Isaac’s left hand pierced the Drowned King’s ultramarine eye. Amidst the Drowned King’s angry roar, Isaac muttered as he landed on his head.

“Never laugh at parasites again.”

***

“What is that… … .”

The sails trembled as a sound that seemed not of this world echoed across the sea. The sailors were watching the battle unfolding on the other side of the sea with fearful eyes.

They had no idea what was happening far away.

I could only assume that the vivid scarlet light shining across the Drowned King’s huge body in the black ink fog was Isaac. They watched the battle with bated breath, and then the Drowned King’s angry shouts erupted, and they trembled and prayed without realizing it.

“That wasn’t an exaggeration.”

Hearing Yenkos’ muttering, most of the crew members, including Hyannis, had similar thoughts.

Rumors are often exaggerated, but the feat unfolding before our eyes was real.

The Drowned King, who had destroyed dozens of ships, was screaming, unable to subdue a single person.

‘Was it like Elil back in the day? How on earth could that happen…? … .’

On the other hand, Juan could not even watch what was happening and was out of breath.

Juan’s feelings were not much different from those of the Salt Council believers. He believed in the power and miracles of the Code of Light, and that Isaac had defeated the Prophet of Red Flesh. However, he was more obsessed with how to use it politically than the meaning itself.

As a result, the logic of the business was ultimately imposed on Isaac.

‘Code of Light, what have I done?’

Juan could not raise his head in shame.

Money, territory, and power would have no meaning to that noble Holy Grail Knight.

It is only important to establish the noble order of light on this earth. Rather, giving the territory was like putting shackles on the ankles of that Holy Grail Knight, no, the saint.

Juan sobbed as he thought about how shallow he must have looked in front of Isaac.

He thought it was natural that his miracle was taken away and that he suffered such shame.

“iced coffee!”

At that time, Juan, who was lowering his head, heard the sailors’ sad exclamations in his ears. Juan looked up and saw what was happening.

Beyond the sea, the Ruad-Din Key could be seen faintly losing its light, captured by a huge tentacle.

***

Isaac stuck his tentacles into the Drowned King’s body and began devouring his sacred body and soul. As befits the body of an angel, I felt the hunger that had been consumed by the intense battle being relieved. The moment he was about to prey on the Drowned King’s core, he felt a strange sense of anxiety.

[Nameless Chaos is watching you.]

Puff puff puff! The moment he heard the warning sound, Isaac felt the parasites in the Drowned King’s body bursting out. He completely annihilated all the parasites in his body by concentrating his power in just one moment.

“crazy… … .”

He hurriedly withdrew his hand and tried to prepare for battle again, but the Drowned King twisted his eyes and grabbed Isaac’s hand. The Drowned King had the power to restrain Isaac’s hands with just the strength of his eyelids.

Meanwhile, huge tentacles approached Isaac menacingly.

[Did you really think you could defeat an angel?]

Isaac was astonished by the enormous power felt by the Drowned King.

It was his mistake to think he was weak.

The Drowned King simply continued to conserve most of his strength. He was preparing to become a god. Of course it is not an easy task. Therefore, he should have saved his strength instead of wasting it fighting Isaac.

Now he decided to use all the power he had stored up.

[Those who have faith work miracles. If you had used the sword, if you had continued to pretend to be a noble Holy Grail Knight, the result might have been different.]

The Drowned King immediately wrapped his tentacles around Isaac’s body. This time, there was no movement to prevent him from dying. The force that crushed the huge ship into a handful at once enveloped Isaac.

The heat of the Ruad Din key held in Isaac’s right hand faded and soon disappeared.

Wood clatter.

Not long after applying force, an eerie sound rang out from within the tentacle.

At the same time, the Drowned King screamed again.

This time it was neither a roar of victory nor a roar of anger.

It was a scream of pain.