Paladin of the Dead God - Chapter 22



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Episode 22. God of Plague (4)

Jihillet was shocked to see Isaac calmly mentioning his true name.

[You guy… … How do you get my name… … .]

“what?”

[How did you get that name… … You know, right?]

‘What are you talking about?’

When Isaac looked like he didn’t know what was going on, Zihilet screamed, wriggling its huge belly.

[Don’t pretend not to know! It’s been over a hundred years since my last believer died, so you mention my true name! Whose orders are you listening to?]

“I don’t know what kind of setting this is… … .”

Parrrrr!

As Jihillet let out a roar, his robes flapped wildly. At the same time, Isaac felt the tentacles inside his body twitching.

It wasn’t because of fear or tension, but the tentacles were feeling upset.

A feeling of displeasure, as if there were bugs crawling on the palm of one’s hand.

‘I just know the name that popped up above my head?’

Honestly, it’s none of Isaac’s business. Because they called me Rat-Pig more than Jihillet. And the reason I often visited this dungeon where Jihylet appeared was because it was relatively the easiest to catch among the enemies with ‘divinity’.

That was it.

[Even after this, you still don’t show up? Then I will tear your creation into pieces and expose you!]

Jihillet took a deep breath when Isaac showed no reaction despite his roar. She then burst into violent coughing of blood.

Each of the blood coughs took the form of sticky slime and rushed towards Isaac.

It was a colony of monsters called blood slimes.

Isaac reflexively pulled out his tentacle at the disgusted sight. The tentacle pierced and tore the blood slime apart in the air. puck. The two blood slimes exploded, splashing bodily fluids onto Jihillet’s fat body. Her damn little eyes widened.

[What is this… … What kind of god’s power are you using? … !]

Only then did Jihilet tremble violently, as if he realized something.

[Nephilim! It’s Nephilim! A dirty race that steals the blood of heaven! No, then what kind of race did you and your mother mix with?]

“Suddenly pad lip? “I’m becoming more and more unforgiving.”

Isaac did not want to argue with Zihilet any more in this dirty environment. He felt like he was soaking in filth just by being in the same room as him.

Thanks to the plague resistance ability accumulated over the years, they were not taking any damage, but the monks would have collapsed and vomited blood a long time ago.

The tentacles pierced the blood slimes one after another and aimed at Jihylet. Jihillet began to wriggle and give birth to swarms of rats. As befits its name, the Great Mother Rat had the ability to summon countless swarms of rats.

The newborn rats rushed toward the tentacles even though their blood had not yet dried. These rats were perhaps special, unlike the rats Isaac had faced, but they were large and fierce.

Quack, quack.

They mercilessly sank their teeth into the tentacle.

[If you don’t answer, I will dissect you piece by piece and find out!]

Isaac had a feeling that it might be harder than he thought.

As the opponent was an opponent, Isaac used his tentacles generously.

However, the things the tentacles had dealt with up to this point were only wild animals such as wild boars, wolves, and bears, and there were no real monsters.

Most animals couldn’t even inflict a single wound on the tentacles, but the rats created by the hawksbill Jihylet were different. It went beyond the level of an ordinary monster and possessed the status of a divine beast, even if only slightly.

Of course, every time the tentacle hit the body, the hawksbill’s rats were turning into blood clots. In addition, it continued to feast on new rats to replenish its physical strength. However, if the fight dragged on, Isaac, an ordinary human being, was at a disadvantage.

Even though he was a poor person, he was worshiped as a ‘god’. It’s impossible to kill him completely, and he won’t get tired.

Fortunately, Jihillet seemed to be wary of Isaac’s tentacles and did not move hastily, only moving its summons to attack.

Isaac stared at Zihillet.

[Foolish, foolish! This is my sanctuary! How dare you invade someone else’s sanctuary and still think you could defeat me! I am a plague god who has been worshiped for a thousand years! As for you guys… … .]

‘That guy doesn’t care about me at all, thinking he’s a creature.’

Arrogance.

Isaac read Zihillet’s emotions.

***

Jihylet felt so great and proud of himself as a god that he thought that the only beings who could threaten him were gods. She could tell by the fact that even though Isaac was right in front of her, she was making a ‘behind-the-scenes presence’ or something.

‘I can’t say there isn’t a presence behind it, but it was entirely my will to come this far.’

Nameless chaos is rather just a tool used in the process. Whether Nameless Chaos would reward him or not, Isaac intended to destroy this sanctuary.

The main attack was done by the tentacles, but Isaac was busy dodging Jihillet’s summons and the disgusting phlegm, no, the blood slime. He moved to look exactly like that.

Meanwhile, Isaac was slowly getting closer to Jihillet, holding the sword of judgment.

It was constantly pushing its tentacles, giving birth to blood slimes and rats. Isaac slowly turned to Zihillet’s left side.

If we keep targeting the main body like this, there will be no need to engage in a war of attrition.

At that moment, something stood up next to Jihilet. He was a man dressed in old, worn-out robes. He looked like a priest, judging by the ornaments and patterns he wore on his body. However, inside the robe, which had many holes, pure white bones were exposed.

It was a skeleton that looked like it had been rotting here for over a hundred years.

Isaac tilted his head.

“Undead?”

But instead of answering, the Skeleton Priest only made a rattling sound. Isaac was able to see that it was thanks to this skeleton that Zihilet was preserved rather than buried under the ruins. As soon as he saw the undead, Isaac knew who was behind it.

“Could it be that there was an immortal cult behind it?”

Undead is the power of the Immortal Church. I couldn’t think of any other faith. However, it was unclear why the priest of the Immortal Church was serving another god.

But instead of answering, the skeleton priest raised his heavily rusted sword. Isaac realized that this skeleton was both a priest and a sentinel placed to protect this place.

‘I can’t feel any trace of intelligence. It’s just a device that allows him to exist as a god while serving and supporting Jihylet.’

However, since he had to deal with Jihillet with one hand, Isaac had to use the sword with only his other hand.

Of course, there was bound to be a lack of power. The Skeleton Priest twisted his joints erratically and swung his sword at Isaac.

However, Isaac currently had the blessings of ‘Weakness Tracking’ and ‘Super Strength’ remaining.

And anyway, although I am not a Paladin, I learned the Paladin swordsmanship.

Wow.

The moment the sword and sword collided, Isaac threw away the skeleton priest’s sword with such incredible strength that it was hard to believe he had swung it with one hand. Fragments of the shattered sword pierced through the skeleton priest’s face. However, like an undead, it didn’t care and tried to attack Isaac.

Isaac did not stop there and continued the cutting motion.

A cutting motion that has been repeated countless times.

At that moment, something different came into Isaac’s body.

A flow entered his mind. It was like an explosion, a wave of tentacles rushing in.

In a single breath, Isaac imagined the tentacle deflecting the skull’s sword, digging in and shattering its body, slicing Zihilet’s fat belly from bottom to top, and then slashing diagonally again, inflicting a cross-shaped wound.

I just imagined it.

Whoa whoa!

But in the next moment it became reality.

[Gaaaaaaah!]

Jihilet let out a tearing scream.

From the beginning, Isaac had no regard for this skeleton priest. He cut down the skull and at the same time tore Zihilet’s torso from bottom to top.

Jihilet, who suffered a wound as big as Isaac’s height, burst into tears and vomited out bodily fluids.

Isaac inadvertently realized that he had used advanced swordsmanship.

It just moved so fast that you couldn’t even realize the short distance it was moving and cut down everything in between, but it was so effective that you couldn’t understand it.

Above all, there was much less pain or injury than when using Avalanche advanced swordsmanship. It wasn’t that there was no pain. However, the speed of physical recovery was much faster than that.

Instead, Isaac felt a strange sense of hunger.

‘This… … Did you use up the meat in your flesh storage instead of your stamina?’

It seemed like that. All the wolves that had been eaten a few days ago had been digested in an instant. Although there wasn’t much left, it was a huge amount to digest.

It’s as if ‘satiety’ was taken in exchange for physical strength.

No, it would be more accurate to say that although he was injured, he recovered so quickly that it was unrecognizable.

‘I don’t know why it didn’t have this effect when using the Avalanche sword technique… … Maybe it has something to do with the form of swordsmanship.’

Isaac looked back. Following his trajectory, an eight-branched spiral trail created terrible scars on the ground and Jihilet.

The huge wound, as if it had been ripped open by eight tentacles, was a fatal wound even to the divine Jihilet.

[The conditions for lower-level Paladin swordsmanship increase have been completed.]

[Advanced Paladin Swordsmanship Proficiency (Lv 1)]

[Please name the combined advanced swordsmanship.]

Messages came to mind one after another, but Isaac didn’t have time to check them all.

[Gyaaaaaaaaa!]

Jihillet let out a roar and twisted its body. Isaac’s tentacle took advantage of the gap and pierced Zihillet’s stomach. At the same time, something poured out from the wound Isaac had inflicted. They instantly fell on the skull’s head and crushed it.

Poseok.

The skull was crushed with a sound like an acorn breaking.

Squeak, squeak, squeak!

The things sticking out of Jihillet’s stomach were none other than young rats. From things that don’t even have a proper shape, to things that seem to have just begun to be conceived.

Isaac frowned at the dirty and disgusting appearance.

[how! why! Why, you!]

Jihillet let out a blood-curdling cry. It seemed like she was trying to heal her wounds, but she didn’t seem to be having an easy time. She cannot heal because of the ‘power to burn uncleanness’ contained in the Sword of Judgment.

That wasn’t all. After the Skeleton Priest was destroyed, it seemed like it was rapidly becoming difficult for Jihylet to maintain its form. The body, which used to regenerate quickly no matter how severe the wound, was now like building a sand castle, the more it was repaired, the more parts collapsed. It seems that the Skeleton Priest was an important catalyst in maintaining its form.

‘Even though it is temporary, he is the only believer and the only priest. Is it because it’s gone?’

[You too are like me… … It must be God! I definitely sense divinity in you! Even in the same dark and confusing realm as me… … But why!]

It’s nameless chaos, so that’s right.

Isaac was surprised that he and Jihilet had finally come to an agreement on something. Now that I think about it, I couldn’t understand why Nameless Chaos despised Jihillet. However, Nameless Chaos seemed to be no longer interested and did not even send a message.

[Save me! Don’t you know what it means for a divine being to die like this! In that unnamed realm forever… … .]

At that time, Jihilet mumbled something with the sound of boiling phlegm and then gasped. She seemed to realize something in her own words.

[you! you! Could it be that blood that should not be mixed in the world has flowed into the world?]

“That’s a strange thing to say to a filthy rat and pig… … .”

Isaac muttered incoherently, but Zihillet was no longer listening.

[die!]

As Jihillet screamed as if making his last struggle, rats began to swarm and emerge from the tent he had spilled.

The sight of rats born with bubbling, tearing membranes was bizarre, but rats born without a proper form either died as soon as they emerged or just crawled around on the floor.

It was not an attack to survive.

It was just like a mouse running away in fear at the sight of a cat.

Now Jihillet has even fallen to the level of a beast.

[Beasts of plague, you who suffer and suffer! Kill that guy!]

Ssssssssuk.

Isaac heard chaotic crawling noises climbing the walls around him. He began to gather swarms of rats that were scattered throughout the monastery and the mountains.

Isaac realized that Zihillet had summoned all the rats on the mountain. The plan is not to attack Isaac, but to crush him to death.

Even Isaac had a hard time dealing with all those rats. But he didn’t tense up even when he heard the eerie scraping sound beyond the wall.

Because he was already hearing another voice.

[Rat, predation, absorption.]

[Nutrition, predation.]

[Head, body, tail, everything.]

Soon Jihilet also seemed to have noticed something strange and closed his mouth.

Thump, thump.

Soon, something started pouring out of the wall. It was the swarm of rats that Jihilet had been waiting for so long.

However, it was not to save Zihillet, but to ask for salvation and protection.

The descendants of chaos chased after the rats.

They had already gained chubby weight by absorbing and feasting on numerous swarms of rats.

To Jihillet’s astonishment, Isaac loosely wriggled his tentacles.

“The hygiene score is mediocre, but it’s a buffet style for the first time in a while.”

***

Quad, quack, quack, quack.

Isaac watched the tentacles feast on the hawksbill over a long period of time. The giant bear wasn’t able to feast on it properly, but the hawksbill let it eat as much as it wanted without anyone paying attention. And the other descendants of Chaos also enjoyed the meal together.

It wasn’t a very appetizing scene, so Isaac looked elsewhere.

This temple was definitely old. A place that many people would have visited until hundreds of years ago. Perhaps Zihillet was a god worshiped by many people. Then one day, faith would have fallen and the Code of Light would have come in.

‘The monastery crushed the temple with its butt, so of course the resentment is deep.’

But now I am the prey of nameless tentacles.

Since wild animals were trying to harm people, rescuing them was a natural result.

Isaac looked at the altar where Jihilet was sitting. The long statue, which appeared to be used for sacrifice, depicted a hawksbill giving birth to numerous rats.

Isaac slowly refined the engraving.

At that moment, he heard a message.

[You can purify the contaminated sanctuary.]

[Do you want to dedicate this sanctuary to ‘Nameless Chaos’?]