I Became the Burden of a Conscienceless Party - I Became the Burden of a Conscienceless Party chapter 173

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The sole survivor of the Twelve Thousand.

Varuna headed straight to the headquarters of the ＜Eye of Truth＞ where Rapha was.

Her injuries were not ordinary either, but I had a feeling that Rapha would have returned by now.

And, as expected, Rapha was back.

but…….

“Honestly, I thought my mother would have run away right away.”

“You know me too well. But not this time. I did what I could, didn’t I?”

Rapha, who I thought had run away a long time ago, was more wounded than I thought.

It looks like he’s held out until the limit and then escaped. It’s strange that he ended up like this in such a short period of time.

“Even if you run away, you can’t help but think about what happens next.”

That’s why Rapha withstood Belphegor’s attack.

I could have avoided it, but I took it anyway to gauge the size of the force.

I knew about the power of the Celestials, but I didn’t know about Belphegor’s power. I needed to know about it, since I didn’t know how much of a threat it could be.

“It’s not me who’s fighting, it’s the ascetic of Kapila. I had to push myself a little bit, considering that he’ll fight that damn brat.”

That’s why I accepted it.

He blocked Belphegor’s mighty power as if it were nothing.

My insides were in shambles and I wanted to spit out blood right away, but I forced myself to smile and sneer.

To make them feel that their own abilities are worthless, and to rely on the power of the gods.

As a result, Belphegor began to fully utilize the power of the celestial gods.

He exercised the power of a celestial being, who had the power to destroy space and distort space itself.

Rapha, who had been holding out until the end, ran away as if he was looking at Belphegor who seemed unstable, and Belphegor began to think that his threat had worked.

‘Well, it’s not that it didn’t work.’

Originally, I could have held out longer, but I used that method because I wanted to take a safer approach.

That is, it was to increase the burden on Jim.

‘But I’ve done the bare minimum, so I’ll probably do well.’

She is an evil spirit.

And the evil spirit deceives people and grows in strength through their despair.

So inducing Belphegor’s consciousness was a simple matter.

Let him use the power of the gods.

no…….

‘Use only the power of the gods.’

By increasing dependency, we have limited the type of power that can be directed at the load.

In the process, I got hit a lot on purpose and had to pretend it didn’t hurt…

“Well, you’ll figure it out now. I’ve done as much as I can.”

Now all that remains is Jim’s choice.

‘So, what will you choose?’

Rapha laughed to himself as he thought about Jim’s vague choice.

When all this is over, there will be no one who can stop her.

***

Originally, he created a vessel through the five desires and seven emotions, and grew his strength by swallowing what others could not digest.

That’s how I was building up my strength, anticipating the day I would face Belphegor. At the time, I thought that was the minimum requirement.

However, it was an unexpected situation that made me realize that I didn’t need to go through such hardships.

There was a time when Lilith came to the warrior party to help Jim escape.

Then, things got complicated and Belphegor showed up and tried to bury the warrior party in one blow.

Jim absorbed the power and made it his own.

It wasn’t just the karma that he couldn’t bear and overflowed outward, the seven degrees of shame he had to collect to make a vessel. He could also get his strength back.

‘It certainly looks like La Pa went according to plan.’

I don’t know what Belphegor’s original power is, but right now she only wields powers that she usurped from the celestials.

It relies on that power.

‘The Demon King’s condition is critical. The power he received from me is leaking out like karma that he cannot handle.’

Now Belphegor looked like a magnet covered in iron filings.

It’s clear that he’s usurped your power, but with just a little bit of force, you can pull it back.

Of course, there is a price.

“Ugh… … .”

The act of pulling iron filings.

Since it is exposed on the outside, unlike what was contained inside the container, there is bound to be a problem in the process of moving it.

To put it simply, you can think of it as having iron filings on your hands.

And unlike the metaphor, what Jim needs to drag is not iron filings, but sparks.

Jim was constantly exposed to blue flames.

The heat tore at my skin and the power to manipulate space tore away my flesh into chunks.

“you…….”

Because there was no other way? No, it seemed a little strange to say that.

It could be said that Jim is trying to take Belphegor’s power back because he is looking for an opportunity, but he is still not exercising that power even after being caught.

“under……!”

And only then did Belphegor realize: it was all by design.

Even the way Belphegor’s power was gradually taken away. And even the way he appeared afterwards.

Jim had never attacked Belphegor in the first place.

Because it did nothing but take away her strength.

Even if it’s to avoid being caught stealing power, doing the same thing after being caught…

“You still felt pity for me.”

That means I had no intention of antagonizing Belphegor in the first place.

Belphegor checked his body condition by repeatedly opening and closing his hands. He felt light. He always felt like he was being crushed by something, but for the first time in a while, he felt refreshed.

However, it is difficult to say that this is a good thing.

The discomfort she felt was a backlash from suppressing a huge force.

If it disappears, that very power has been taken away.

What she had been afraid of all along.

The problem of not being able to withstand one’s own strength and ending in destruction. The god in front of one’s eyes was solving that problem.

“How far do you plan to look down on me? Do you still think you are some kind of god who can do anything?”

dare.

“I don’t think so.”

“Don’t be a jerk.”

bang!

As Belphegor swung his fist, a black energy shot out and engulfed the place where Jim had been.

It is not the power of the usurped celestial god, but the power that destroys Belphegor’s original space.

The perception that Rapha had planted disappeared and my head became clearer.

Although he had the virtue of having avoided dangerous situations all along, the fundamental problem was Jim’s blatant attitude.

“You saved me? What are you going to do next? Are you going to save me, subdue me, and give me some training?”

“… … .”

An attack that was nothing but a vent of Belphegor’s anger. That alone caused Jim to fall to the brink of death.

The aftermath of Belphegor using his own power, not that of a god.

This alone was simple.

I wasted a lot of time not noticing this simple thing.

To deal with foolish angels who dare to save themselves.

“Tsk.”

I thought they were arch-rivals.

Seeing him endure even after pouring in a huge amount of strength for a long time, I thought that he was still a god.

But what does this mean?

Arrogant and out of touch.

“… … I have no intention of training you.”

“… … .”

But, Jim got up.

Even though he had pushed forward with his own strength, not the power of the gods he had used until now. Even though he had clearly been hit with a straight line and was vomiting blood and on the verge of death.

“What are you… … .”

That’s not arrogance.

Even in that state, getting up and keeping your body up until the end is different from arrogance.

That fact gave me goosebumps.

I couldn’t figure out the god’s intentions at all.

“Why is this happening? I have no intention of playing with your tricks anymore, and you have no chance. Oh, right. There is one way. The power of the celestial god that you have regained. That could heal your wounds, right?”

The ability to transcend spatial constraints.

It may be expressed in words, but in reality it is a power with even greater general usability.

If Belphegor were to wield that power right now, he could overlap spaces and tear his opponents apart.

A power that cannot even be defended against unless it is the power of the same god. That alone is an absurd power, but… … .

If he were the master of that power, he would be able to draw out even the power of a world that Belphegor was unaware of.

Because he has crossed all six realms.

By channeling that immense power, one can summon the power of hell, or conversely, the power of heaven.

Transcends spatial constraints.

It substitutes power. It exercises power over the world itself.

In that sense, healing the wounds would be a simple task.

The highest place in heaven. The gods there have enormous life force in themselves. If you exercise the power of that world, it wouldn’t be funny to regenerate yourself.

In reality, divine power is the celestial power that has been replaced with the authority of the gods.

The ability of a god to change the world itself through force is his power.

Yes, he can.

Just like how I brought back the past release.

Even fatal injuries and diseases can be easily cured.

“But what on earth do you want to do?”

Why are you holding on with your bare body?

If it was just a case of acting to get my strength back, then why is it like that now that it’s already been revealed?

It would be strange if the angel had no intention of interfering with her, but rather only intended to heal her.

If things continue like this, he will die before he can save her.

“Well, I’m not really sure.”

“what?”

“Even after coming this far, I still haven’t come to a conclusion.”

I thought we might be able to come to some conclusion if we talked.

But even though we’re facing each other like this now, he still hasn’t come to a conclusion. He knows the reason.

“I guess I’m not ready yet.”

I’m afraid of what lies ahead.

That’s why I couldn’t act rashly and just stood still.

Doesn’t he already know? The day he fell. How many people suffered because of it.

“Then just sit there quietly.”

“I thought so too.”

Jim laughed as if he was relieved.

He also knows that what he is doing now is stupid.

but…….

“When I see people getting up from unreasonable situations, I think that I shouldn’t just sit still just because I’m not ready.”

The warrior Esmeralda never fell down in any despair.

Even though I was trapped in the darkness with no answer in sight, I took a step forward.

And Jim admired her like that.

“But aren’t you still a god?”

I decided not to stop.

***

The holy sword is broken.

All that remained above the handle was the blade, less than half the length of the dagger.

Even if you stab the first one with this, the sword will never reach the heart.

And I think that level of damage can be easily recovered.

dump.

Esmeralda knelt down.

She lost her weapon and her opponent is still alive and unscathed.

“Actually, it was like that from the beginning.”

It was a fight with no chance of winning.

I came all the way to the Demon World to defeat the Demon King, but in reality, I couldn’t even win the first. No, I couldn’t even win the second.

“I knew this would happen. The power gap was so big that I thought it would never be narrowed.”

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Yeah, I knew it. I came this far knowing I could never win.

Like the holy sword in front of her eyes. She was broken long ago.

Yeah, she was already broken and yet she came this far.

that…….

“But the difference in power doesn’t determine everything!”

Esmeralda, who had been kneeling, sat up again.

The body that was half-submerged in a pool of blood rises again.

Holding a fragment of the broken Holy Sword in the other hand that holds the Holy Sword.

He stabs it without caring whether blood flows from the hand holding it or not.

“see.”

Esmeralda laughed, her hands trembling as she held the knife.

“Did you get hurt this time?”

The fogging was delayed because it was the first that was thought to have been finished.

He allowed Esmeralda, whom he had been laughing at, to attack him, causing him to bleed.

However, it is still at the raw stage.

but…….

“And if you’ve done it once, you can do it twice.”

Esmeralda’s fighting spirit was burning brighter than ever.