Paladin of the Dead God - Chapter 359
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Episode 359. The Caller Calls (1)
The sea was filling the waters off Mirmia with a terrifying force, but it seemed like it would take a long time to fill all of the sea area. Watching the water level rise rapidly, I wondered if the sea water might overflow Mirmia, but I wasn’t particularly worried.
In any case, Mirmia is now nothing more than a ruin with only monsters left, and there are no victims to be swept away. Even if the sea overflows, it will only be temporary, and by the time people come to live here, it will have returned to its original form.
And the first castaway arrived at the port of Mirmia.
A horde of apocalyptic monsters crawled up the slope, struggling to survive.
Isaac looked closely at the guy.
It was a form that Hecatli had skillfully created by sewing together the bodies that had originally been crushed and broken by Sadraja. There were traces of flesh being fused or sewn here and there. Overall, it looked like a worm, but as a form that had been made in a hurry, it was not balanced and was not very functional.
‘But it’s perfect for use as a shield or for assault.’
Intelligence is simple, so that level will be appropriate.
Judging by the fact that it still had a ferocious and fierce aura, it was clear that even though Hecatli had tamed it, its control was not perfect.
Isaac placed his left hand on the area between the guy’s eyebrows… no, it was assumed to be between his eyebrows.
The tentacles buried themselves deep, crushing the creature’s crude brain in an instant. Then, they planted the ‘parasite from beyond’ inside it.
The parasite quickly grew, devouring the crushed brain and body fluids. Soon, it began inserting nerves and tentacles here and there, unifying the scattered nervous systems and putting them under its control.
The eyes and tentacles scattered here and there wriggled dizzily.
Soon Isaac realized that the conquest had been successful. Isaac helped him recover by generously sharing his divine power with him. After all, he had already gained a lot of divine power while fighting Sadrazah and devouring countless apocalyptic monsters.
“Guruk… … Guruk.”
Then the group made a sound like a cat vomiting fur and spat something out. What poured out from the sticky fluid was red flesh. Even a strong divinity was felt from it.
‘no way?’
As expected, it was Sadraza’s flesh.
Even as they were being swept away by the sea, the group managed to eat Sadrazah’s flesh and devour its parts. However, it seemed that the divinity flowing out of it was difficult to digest.
The swarm vomited flesh and shivered, as if it were relieved.
Isaac was troubled by what to do about this. It was a pity that Sadraja had fallen into the sea, but he had no desire to eat the vomit of a cat. He didn’t even feel that weak.
But the particularly strong divinity felt in that flesh drew Isaac in as if tempting him.
Isaac sighed and reached out to it. When you want to eat something you don’t want to eat, just leave everything up to your tentacles.
While Isaac was looking away for a moment, several crunching sounds were heard, and Sadraza’s core had completely disappeared from sight.
[Preyed on the ‘Flesh of the Caller (EX+)’.]
[Consumption efficiency increases with the ‘Dead God’s Guts’ perk.]
[You have acquired the ‘Call’ privilege.]
[All kinds of miracles are strengthened.]
[Increases control over summoned creatures.]
‘The flesh of the one who calls?!’
Isaac was surprised to learn that what he had eaten was a piece of God.
Of course, since the form of a god could not possibly remain in a real material form, I wondered if the divinity was created by mixing with Sadraza’s flesh.
The thirsty banquet ritual bestowed blessings on the body of Sadrazza.
But even Sadrajah was unable to fully digest its divinity, so he remained separate like this.
Isaac felt joy at his unexpected accomplishment for a moment, but soon his heart began to beat rapidly.
“omg…….”
[Nameless chaos watches you.]
Thump, thump, thump!
His heart pounded so hard that it was hard to bear. The throbbing blood flow heated his body temperature. Isaac realized that this was the process of digesting the flesh of the god and sat down calmly. Soon, cold sweat began to rise on his forehead.
With each beat of his heart, a great amount of divinity flowed into his entire body. Isaac felt his mouth dry due to the heated body temperature. Beyond his blurred vision, he saw someone appearing above the sea.
It looked like a giant water snake.
***
“I knew I could do it, but I didn’t know it would be this fast.”
Isaac realized that he was sitting in a dark space. The floor was rustling with salt, and the smell of dry wood was in the air. And before his eyes, half-buried in salt, was a woman, Amundalas, smiling.
“Am I dead?”
“no.”
“Then why am I in the underworld of the Salt Council?”
Amundalas burst into laughter.
“You’re not completely dead, but you’re halfway between life and death. That’s why it was easy to invite you to the ceremony. But it’s not a big deal. You’ll recover soon. Right now, you’re just a little… … That’s right. I’m just trying to control the pressure.”
“enter?”
“Your physical endurance is inferior to the power you have consumed. It is like blocking the sea with a plank. But don’t worry, everyone is working hard to keep the plank from bursting.”
Isaac was taken aback by Amundalas’ words. He said that he had eaten something that was good for his health, but it turned out bad.
“Are you saying that you could have died?”
“That can’t be the case. The chaos that protects you is not ordinary.”
Amundalas said meaningfully.
“And it is not only Chaos that protects you and stakes your fate on it. Now the Caller has also joined their ranks. He willingly gives you flesh to digest.”
“Arrangements?”
“You still have work to do.”
Isaac suddenly remembered that the being before his eyes was the angel who was stroking Urbansus.
They casually dig up, add to, and manipulate the pages of history, and Isaac still seems to be preciously used in the writing of those pages.
Even the destruction of Mirmia and the betrayal of Sadraza were nothing more than an arrangement to feed Isaac flesh.
“Am I going to gain some kind of divine power?”
“Ah, that’s impossible. If it was Elril in his prime, then that would be another matter. Of course, that was possible because the order had not been rectified, so it’s impossible for such beings to be born anymore. But… … Well. At least, I don’t know if there’s anyone among the living who can defeat you.”
I got the title of ‘Strongest Human’ certified by an angel. I wasn’t surprised because I had thought about it after defeating Dera Heman anyway, but I was actually happy.
‘Now I won’t have to go anywhere and get beaten to death.’
“But the power you have gained is not just a simple weapon. You have gained a higher ‘level.’ Do you know what it means to have a different level?”
Isaac tilted his head at Amundalas’ words. There were no such events or job changes in the game. However, based on his experience so far, there was one thing he could infer.
“… … Am I an angel or something?”
“Not similar.”
Amundalas smiled and answered.
“But considering that angels are beings who have been named and granted that title by God… … I guess it would be more correct to say that they have acquired the qualifications of a sort of ‘ancient god’ as we are talking about now.”
“… … .”
Isaac felt a little shaken.
He had been relentlessly beating the Old Gods up until this point, and even had them at his feet and commanding him. He was not happy that he had become one of them. Amundalas said, perhaps noticing Isaac’s feelings.
“The reaction is interesting. If you don’t like that expression, think of it as a new starting point. You have already reached your ‘limit as a human being.’ Haven’t you felt that your growth has slowed down recently?”
“That’s true.”
“Because there was no more room left for you to grow. But now that he has been reborn as a new being of a different class, he has gained room to grow again. Now, the beings you will compete and fight against are not humans, but angelic beings.”
After hearing Amundalas’ words, Isaac decided that this was some kind of second job advancement.
As he had changed from a Paladin to a Grail Knight, he was now… … something like an Angel Knight? Or an Ancient God Knight? Either way, I didn’t like the name, but I could understand it in that sense.
“If it were ancient times, you would have already achieved that level with just the divinity and achievements you gathered. However, now that the order is almost fixed, this expedient is the only way.”
“… … Thank you for your consideration.”
“Compared to the help you have given us.”
Amundalas smiled and lightly ran her hand over the salt on the floor. Isaac noticed that, unlike her real-life situation, she was still caught up in the salt desert.
“The salt desert has been broken. But this is still a salt desert?”
“Urbansus is a thing of the past. No one here knows the landscape where the sea came in yet, and even if there were, it would take a long time for the water to rise. Urbansus is slow to change.”
But Amundalas continued speaking with a loose smile.
“For the same reason, it will take time for the one who calls to fully awaken. Especially this time, because he has to create a new boundary with the outside world… … .”
“The boundary with the outside world?”
Amundalas nodded.
“When you wake up, go back and check it out. It will be better than the lighthouse keeper’s poorly built lighthouse.”
Amundalas raised his hand and waved it at Isaac.
“Anyway, I called you here to say thank you. It seems like you’re in a lot of pain. But I can’t hold you back any longer. Your colleagues are calling.”
She whispered with a languid smile.
“Please say hello to Cholong-Agwi. He was very useful to me.”
***
“Isaac!”
Isaac opened his eyes wide.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he was startled by the stinging pain and tried to rub his eyes, but the people next to him quickly stopped him. Instead, someone poured water on his face.
I wondered who the impudent person was who threw water on the face of the Holy Grail Knight who saved Mirmia, and it was Tukhalin who was looking at me with an expression of bewilderment.
When I looked around, it was already night.
Isaac felt strange seeing the night scenery for the first time in several days. And around him, Lyanna, Ethelred, Aidan, and other members of the Isacrea Dawn Army were all in Mirmia. Isaac said in disbelief.
“I told you to go first and I’ll follow you.”
“How can you leave first after seeing that!”
Tukhalin threw a bucket of water at Isaac’s head in a fit of rage. Isaac tried to avoid the bucket, but found himself trapped in a lump of salt. The bucket eventually struck the commander in chief in the head, but no one blamed Tukhalin.
Aidan and the crew broke Isaac’s salt lump and pulled him out.
“When I found him, he had a high fever and was sweating nonstop. I thought he might die from dehydration, but Tukhalin told me, ‘This is a fever, so just leave it alone,’ so I left him alone for the time being.”
“But even that sweat evaporated before it even reached the ground and slowly dried up. People were muttering that Isaac had been cursed by the lighthouse keeper and turned into a pillar of salt.”