Only My Magic Levels Up - Chapter 40



Only Noblemtl

Devil’s Cradle (9)

It was fortunate that the punitive force was hidden in the fog before Moritz went on a full-blown rampage.

Because Galen only had to take care of himself without worrying about other people. Myra was there, but she was capable of taking care of herself, and she actually had to take on that role.

Of course, limiting the people you take care of to yourself doesn’t mean that the current situation will become any easier.

Kwaaaaang!

The violent flames that followed the explosion blew away the entire surging wave. As expected, the force was terrifying.

But right behind them, a second and third wave of mud rush in, overlapping each other.

Swaaaaaaah!

There was no need to compete with the power of a single shot since it wouldn’t work in a fight anyway. The purpose of the short, rapid waves was to confuse Moritz’s vision.

If the problem is that the shock of an explosion near a spirit goes through the water wall, wouldn’t that be solved by preventing it from exploding near the spirit?

“What nonsense!”

Moritz, who soon realized Galen’s intentions, spat out the words in a chewed-up voice.

It was already difficult to secure a view with all sorts of things mixed together, including water spray, fireworks, explosions, and steam, but now the murky waves had become a wall and were rolling in between the two of them, making it impossible to aim at Galen on the other side.

Moritz, who could not have imagined that the mechanism of the Vanity Heat Wave could be accurately understood, simply thought that his opponent was using his brain.

The problem was that the rest of the brain had accidentally been eaten. It wasn’t really a coincidence, but Moritz had no way of knowing. He swung the flame in frustration.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

It blows away the waves in front of it, blows away the waves revealed behind it, and causes a series of small explosions in its path to forcefully push away anything in its way, clearing the field of vision.

“Just blow it all up!”

Moritz’s method was crude, but it was correct. If only Galen had had the ability to manipulate water flow.

Because the speed at which the fireworks exploded was faster than the speed at which the dispersing water was gathered.

But Galen also had a spirit, and the spirit’s water supply speed was very fast, as he only had to spit out the water he had consumed. Galen only had to push it forward, and the wall of muddy water continued to form.

Of course, because Moritz’s firepower was so strong, the point where the water and fire collided was pushed further towards Galen.

“Then I’ll just stop them all from exploding.”

The act of pushing the water away was so simple that it didn’t require much effort, and Galen invested that little bit of leeway into his attack.

He grabs water from the crashing and evaporating waves, roughly balls it up in the air above, and hurls it at Moritz.

Despite its grand name, its appearance was plain, but dozens of water blobs appeared from the sky every second and fell obliquely.

The power set was two fingers. The destructive power of each one was not high, but the bullets that Kane tried to block with all his might were also two fingers. It was a painful attack that would make the magician bleed if he got hit.

Since he was no different from Moritz, I couldn’t just leave him alone.

Pbubububububububu!

Just by moving my eyes and glancing upward, dozens of explosions occurred in the air, causing all the flying water to evaporate.

However, because of the angle of view, I couldn’t see the entire front, and while I was looking up, the waves of muddy water took advantage of the brief gap they created to advance.

“Don’t bother me—”

Moritz turned his head sharply, his eyes flashing.

bang!

The high-speed spear of light was forced out of its trajectory by the pressure of the explosion. The spear was embedded deep into the ground.

In fact, what irritated Moritz the most was not Galen’s counterattack, but Myra’s long-range javelin throw.

If you get hit, you’re certain to die, so you have no choice but to read the trajectory and intercept it, but whenever you try to focus on Galen, something flies in from the side or behind, so the flow is constantly interrupted.

It was fortunate that Myra’s skills were not enough to randomly fire off miracles of light, but if attacks had continuously come from the front and back, it would have been difficult.

Of course, since I was already quite angry, the best thing to do was to cut off Myra first.

Boom!

Myra, who was wearing the miracle of a rigid body, was able to sense the signs of an explosion just before it occurred. She quickly jumped to the side.

“Ugh!”

Although I couldn’t completely avoid it, I was able to avoid the main attack, and I didn’t fall because of that. I was able to endure it thanks to the miracle of healing and the miracle of vitality.

If he could just keep attacking, he could accumulate the shock, but Moritz’s main enemy was not Myra.

“You have to look at this side too.”

“This fucking bastard!”

In the end, it just goes around and around and comes back to where it started.

Moritz, the person involved, knew best that the power received from the devil would not last forever.

I had to deal with the two of them quickly and then the rest, but I was getting more and more anxious because my ankles were still being held back.

Moreover, it felt like Galen’s magic was gradually getting stronger, which made Moritz even more impatient.

I hope it’s just a delusion, but what if it feels that way because the demon’s power is weakening? It’ll be harder and harder to catch the opponent.

Unfortunately, Moritz’s feeling was not an illusion. It was a problem because it was right, too right.

It was also true that the devil’s power was slowly declining.

It was also true that Galen’s magic had grown stronger little by little. If Moritz found out the truth, he would collapse with high blood pressure.

[ Water Flow Manipulation Lv.57 ]

[ 5% progress to next level ]

[ Spirit Creation Lv.42 ]

[ 3% progress to next level ]

By fighting against Moritz’s heatwave, the water flow manipulation went up by 2 levels, and by beating up the demons with gusto, the spirit also went up by 2 levels.

Of course, if you look at the experience bar, they were both in the late level 55s and late level 40s, so it wasn’t a full 2 ​​levels up, but just a little over 1 level up, but it was still a great achievement.

‘It certainly helps to fight against stronger guys.’

It is a well-known fact that training with Lilia yields better experience points than training alone.

It was not a duel but a fight to the death, but they were still facing off, and perhaps because Moritz was so strong, the pace of progress was on a whole other level.

‘Yeah, I appreciate the experience points they give, but······.’

The problem was that this was not a situation where we could stop just because we wanted to.

Although he was holding on by holding on to the weakness of the Vanity Flame as much as possible and with the support of Myra, his magical power was being consumed rapidly.

Even though they were fighting this battle, he was taking most of the attacks, and Moritz, who had been upgraded with demonic powers, was clearly a more powerful wizard than him.

‘It would be fine if the devil’s power only strengthened the output of magic, but if it also increased the total amount of magic power······.’

If it was the latter, there was a greater chance that Galen’s magic power would run out before Moritz’s. Even if the water flow manipulation was completely exhausted, the magic power for spirit creation would remain, but the spirit alone could not deal with the flames.

Either the former, or the demon’s power started to decrease before the magical power ran out. Only then could he win.

‘Or if His Excellency the Bishop’s spear hits just once. Even if it doesn’t go that far, if there’s just one more person to hold them back, it’ll be a complete reversal.’

Galen laughed in vain, thinking to himself that it was a full stomach sound.

Galen probably wasn’t even a part of Moritz’s original plan, so the current situation is already very frustrating. If you expect more from this, you might be called a thief.

In the midst of this, Galen and Moritz are engaged in a fierce battle to see who will fall first, with both of them harboring anxiety.

It was Moritz who felt more anxious and tried gambling first.

Wedge!

As always, the fight between the two was not just a fight between the two, so Myra’s javelin flew without fail.

pop!

This time, as expected, Moritz succeeded in responding.

But the explosion was unusually weak. The spear, whose trajectory was not greatly altered, narrowly missed Moritz. His side was slightly torn.

The wound was shallow. Moritz had calculated the power of the spear by blocking it multiple times, and had managed to deflect the attack with only the minimum amount of magical power.

The power was directed towards Myra.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The determined explosions continued in succession. Myra’s evasion was not able to keep up with the suddenly intensified counterattack. The overlapping shockwaves swept her away.

That was the moment.

Phew!

A spear of light pierced Moritz’s shoulder. The sound of the wind cutting through was barely audible because of the explosion that came immediately before.

“Kwaaak!”

Moritz screamed. It wasn’t even a shallow stab, it was a solid piercing that nearly severed his arm.

Moritz, who was suddenly struck by an unexpected blow, Galen, who was urgently moving the water to divert Moritz’s gaze, and Myra, who was forcibly trying to maintain her posture even as she was bounced away, were all shocked.

Because the spear of light came from a completely different direction. The only person in the punitive force who could use the miracle of light was Bishop Myra.

The three people’s gazes turned almost simultaneously in the direction from which the spear had come.

Suddenly, I saw Lilia poking out from the fog, just about to release her spear throwing stance.

“Huh?”

“What?”

“Lilia! What’s going on?”

Galen and Moritz had a brief moment of brain freeze, and Myra managed to land and shouted. It wasn’t easy trying to stay calm.

Lilia smiled brightly and shouted.

“I don’t know!”

“Why don’t you know?”

“I really don’t know! That’s fine!”

Well, I guess so.

It seemed that the genius priest who had already freely used his fifth miracle at the age of eighteen had awakened again at this timing.

“Wow, this is not real.”

“I don’t think that’s something you should say······.”

Galen shook his head and Myra, who heard him with her enhanced hearing, muttered softly.

And Moritz’s eyes rolled back. Anger so great that he even forgot the pain took over his brain.

“This fucking world!”

He swore loudly, his bloodshot eyes red from bursting blood vessels.

“The land I’ve dedicated my whole life to! You’re saying that these little, milky little kids are coming and going without a care?! How could there be such injustice! Why did I, why did I join hands with the devil!”

“······I understand how you feel, Lord Moritz. To be honest, I’m also a bit flustered right now.”

Even the bishop seemed to have a brief moment of sympathy for the devil’s contractor.

But it was only for a moment, Myra did not forget her duty.

“Even so, you shouldn’t have reached out to the devil. That’s not overcoming, it’s running away.”

“Everyone shut up!”

Flames rose up around Moritz, who had lost his mind.

It was the most intense, yet most unsettling fireworks I’d ever seen.

“Lilia! Focus only on evasion and attack only when you are absolutely sure!”

“yes!”

Myra and Lilia moved, and Galen also pulled himself together again and drew up his magic power.

The fight that had suddenly stopped suddenly started again.

However, the fight, which had been somewhat balanced at one to one, began to tilt rapidly when it became three to one.

For a wizard who did not have the strong body of a warrior or the miracle healing power of a priest, losing half an arm was a very serious injury.

No matter how focused a wizard was, he could not stop the decline in physical function due to bleeding, even if he had the tenacity to endure the pain of injury.

Finally, before both the magic power and the demon’s power runs out.

“These··· damn··· genius bastards······.”

The wizard who cursed his own talent was swallowed up by turbid waves.

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