Chapter 149

The game difficulty has gone crazy.

A huge underground chamber.

This place, where the Saint’s secret meeting had been held, instantly turned into a place where blood and flesh flew everywhere.

Chwaaak—

Ainheria, reinforced layer upon layer, split the rushing demon’s hand cleanly in two.

The neatly severed cross section was burned by golden holy power, and the demon let out a shrill scream.

Using that opening, Glen charged in and closed the distance in an instant.

A blue killing intent flickered across Glen’s eyes.

“!”

Swaeaeek—!

But Ainheria sliced through empty air, tearing only useless space.

The moment he swung his sword, Glen was dozens of steps away from the demon.

“Shit……”

The demon’s regenerated hand fell from above, and Glen retreated.

Lilphosibili.

The sound rang in his ears once more.

Glen was back beneath the falling demon’s hand.

“Sir Glen!”

Pukaak—

The demon’s hand exploded overhead along with holy power, scattering blood everywhere.

Glen’s clothes were soaked in pitch-black blood.

“Are you alright?!”

Roderick shouted from behind.

If he hadn’t helped, Glen would have died from that attack just now.

“Yes. Thanks to you.”

Looking at the two demons that had appeared in the chamber, Glen twisted the corner of his lips.

Because this event was important, Glen had made various preparations in case a Lunatic trial appeared.

He had gathered enough strength to handle even the worst-case scenario where the Saint couldn’t fight at all.

But having to defeat two demons—
In other words, the difficulty of the Lunatic trial doubling—was something he had never even considered.

‘Seriously, doesn’t this feel a bit too much, even on a human level?’

At this point, it almost felt like a rule that the system raised trials to a level far beyond whatever preparations Glen made.

It even made him reasonably suspect that if he hadn’t prepared at all, the difficulty might have stayed at a moderate level.

‘……Whatever. Why think so much. In the end, it’s my mess to clean up.’

Biting his lip, Glen began to analyze the situation calmly.

《Accessing information on a new Lunatic element.》

《Thorough Job Execution · Lunatic》

:Although they accepted the request, Saint Luceria is an extremely troublesome existence even for the Black Cult. Therefore, they plan to eliminate Luceria with thorough preparation.

:One additional demon will be summoned at the meeting site.

“Tsk……”

Simple, and utterly awful.

It gave him a headache.

‘At least the good thing is that the two demons aren’t the same rank.’

The demon fighting Glen was Lathero.

In the original work, it was the one that fought Luceria in a desperate battle and was known as the tearing demon contracted to her.

A high-tier demon of the upper species, an 8-star close to 9-star, overwhelmingly stronger than Glen.

‘But that newly appeared one……’

A form with a huge eye and dozens of thick, petal-like tentacles extending outward.

Among the demons in Gray Eden, there was one like that.

‘It’s probably Wello.’

Wello, the grabbing demon.

At least that one was similar to Glen.

Its strength was around early 8-star—at most, mid 8-star.

The problem was that it freely swapped Glen’s position with its ability, making it, in some ways, even more annoying than Lathero.

‘Can I… win this?’

About ten minutes had passed since the battle began.

The Saint’s side and the meeting participants, who had been completely overwhelmed at first, gradually regained their senses and joined the fight one by one, but the situation didn’t improve.

Lathero went without saying.

And while Wello was merely similar to Glen, most of the other fighters were around 7-star at best, so it even had room to assist Lathero and harass Glen.

‘Even when I try to deal with it, that bastard keeps swapping my position.’

The only one he could rely on was Luceria, who possessed the strongest power here—but the problem was that today was the first day of her life she had ever fought.

“Saint!”

“I know!”

Whenever a large attack came in, Luceria focused on blocking casualties by releasing massive holy power in response to Roderick’s commands.

What else could she do?
It had only been a few years since she received Mineth, the main god’s favor, and gained such immense holy power.

The fact that Luceria’s combat ability was weaker than the power she possessed had already been taken into account when making the plan.

But this state wasn’t enough.

Since she held the greatest power, Luceria needed to show more strength than originally planned.

‘But how?’

Chwaaak—

The battle had continued for over ten minutes.

During that time, Glen used the Primordial Mirror to activate the second gray ring and fought on.

He used all kinds of skills, trying to turn the situation around even slightly.

But perhaps they had noticed that Glen was under a time limit—the two cunning demons adopted a defensive stance.

Par sadun.

Ire fortite quo mia parma.

They simply regenerated their hands, which had been severed dozens of times, pointed at Glen, and laughed with that uniquely unpleasant demon grin.

‘Ah… this might not work.’

If he ended up consuming both uses of the gray ring like this, the balance would completely collapse.

Then, in an overwhelmingly disadvantageous situation, Saint Luceria would make the same choice she did in the original story.

‘In that case……’

If he couldn’t win, he would have to run.

Of course, that would turn the village into ruins due to the two demons, but even so, Luceria’s ring had to be protected.

‘The problem is whether Luceria would understand that and retreat willingly……’

Even though escape had been possible from the start, Luceria hadn’t done so.

Given her personality, she would never be able to watch innocent villagers and travelers die because of forces targeting her.

‘And if I forcibly drag her out, her mental state will be completely wrecked afterward.’

In the original work, Luceria was a character close to absolute, untouchable good.

She was someone who overcame countless hardships and dilemmas in her personal scenario and upheld the good she believed in.

If Glen made her abandon the village, he might save her life, but he would leave a wound on her heart.

Of course, the fact that Glen was her benefactor, who saved her life from Ducan and the demons, wouldn’t change.

Because of that, she would later become a reliable ally to Glen. But—

‘If possible……’

He didn’t want someone who would become his person to carry such trauma.

He didn’t want to become someone who ignored the feelings of his own people, treating them like tools, even if he might do so to enemies or strangers.

‘So I’ll do as much as I can.’

A strange light flowed through Glen’s eyes.

He still had some leeway.

He would search for a method until the very end, and if there truly was none, then he would work together with Roderick and escape with Luceria.

As things stood, Glen alone couldn’t defeat Lathero and Wello, and it was unrealistic to expect Luceria to suddenly awaken and display insane combat power.

Even if Romina and Ridenhall revealed themselves and appeared on the scene to support them, the situation wouldn’t change.

“Hoo……”

Just as he said, it was a truly fucked-up situation.

But Glen thought of a way.

The cards he had.

No—he even considered cards that didn’t belong to him, but were present here.

The many artifacts, items, and skills he possessed.

Romina and Ridenhall providing magical support from outside the meeting site.

Luceria, who held the strongest power here despite not being able to fight properly, and the priests and knights protecting her.

And the demons Lathero and Wello, summoned by the Black Cult.

‘And Lily Clooney and the Black Cult she leads, who haven’t appeared yet……’

As he laid out the situation that far, a flash ran through Glen’s mind.

“……”

One idea surfaced.

Honestly, he didn’t know how it would turn out, but it seemed worth trying.

‘About six minutes left until the second gray ring ends.’

He engraved the remaining time into his mind.

Then, taking his stance again, he shouted toward where Luceria was.

“Please cover me once!”

Par sadun.

Desisto. Abeo.

As if urging him to give up, Lathero and Wello pointed at Glen and snickered.

Ignoring them, Glen poured holy power into his body and Ainheria.

His posture lowered.

Ignotis vir.

Wideo a casus.

Annoyed by his calmness, Lathero sharpened its claws, and Wello lit a fierce glow in its huge eye.

“Cover Sir Glen!”

At that moment, Roderick shouted, and the priests gathered their holy power all at once.

Lilphosibili.

Wello’s eye gleamed again.

Glen’s position changed.

And at that spot, Lathero’s massive black palm fell.

“Hoo……”

Exhaling, Glen drew back his sword.

His gaze was directed downward.

The demon’s hand fell from above—

Paaang—!

The holy power fired by multiple priests turned into pure white spears and pierced through the hand.

That created a fleeting opening.

Glen focused his mind into a single point.

That point became a line, stretching long and straight across the floor he was looking at.

And in the next moment, without hesitation, Glen drew Ainheria along that line and swung.

Charrrng—

Kwaaaak—!

Wrath of the Tyrant.

Along the elegant, clean sword draw, a streak of light was created along Ainheria’s trajectory.

A massive crack formed along the path of that light across the floor.

Then, the wide floor supporting the underground chamber split perfectly in two.

With the huge crack Glen carved as a boundary, demons and humans were separated.

“Kuh!”

The recoil from using the skill surged through his body, but Glen endured it.

Then, preparing his next move, he kicked off the ground and leapt to where the demons were.

Quid azi senuk!

Sensing danger, the two demons tried to stop Glen in their own ways, but it was already too late.

“Where do you think you’re going.”

With a murderous voice, Glen pulled out a book from his inventory.

Then he poured his holy power into the book—Saint Ridenhall’s scripture.

Chwarararack—

Responding to the holy power, the pages flipped rapidly.

Then, the skill recorded in Saint Ridenhall’s scripture activated.

Golden Halo.

Golden light burst out in all directions from the scripture.

Facing that brilliant light head-on, the demons covered their eyes and faltered.

Another opening was created.

“Now retreat!”

Leaving behind a brief warning toward Luceria, Glen gripped his sword in a reverse grip.

Then he slammed it straight into the ground.

Jjeojeojeok—

Starting from Ainheria embedded in the floor, countless small cracks spread out.

Deudeuk—

Kwaaaaaaaaaang—!

A roar like a natural disaster.

Along with it, the entire wide floor the two demons were standing on collapsed.

Hik par sadun.

The two demons screamed as they fell beneath the chamber.

Thud, thud—

Kruaaaar!

The two demons that fell to the bottom of the chamber roared and blasted away the debris covering their bodies.

They rolled their eyes, searching for the one who had dropped them down.

Soon, their gazes fixed on Glen, standing above them.

“Welcome.”

The two demons hurled curses at Glen, who greeted them with a smile.

He couldn’t understand the words exactly, but he could tell they meant something like this was pointless.

“Well, whether it’s meaningful or not, that’s hard to say. Oh, by the way, did you know? You were summoned here, right?”

The place Glen had dropped the demons into was the lower level beneath the underground chamber where the meeting was held.

The place where the Black Cult had summoned the demons.

“And thanks to those guys being way too thorough with their preparations, this place is about to become your grave.”

Glen waved the object in his hand at the two demons.

It was a black sphere that reflected not even a single speck of light.

“From now on, I’m sending you both back to hell with this.”

The ground was littered with dozens, hundreds of identical black spheres.

‘Rare-grade explosive item. Dark Matter. Decent damage. Small area of effect. And its defining trait.’

With a sly smile, Glen spoke quietly.

“Ignores defense.”

With those words, Glen infused holy power into the Dark Matter he was holding.

The Dark Matter, now filled with holy power, began to pulse like a heart.

And Glen threw it downward.

TO BE CONTINUED....

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