Chapter 19
Translator: True Detective
Chapter 19: If You Say It's Absolutely Impenetrable, It Will Be Penetrated (3)
"Hello?"
"Kuhuk..!"
The warlock made a sound of air escaping from his lungs.
I made one more hole in the guy's neck.
As I pulled out the spear that pierced the neck, the warlock collapsed.
Just when I was about to crush the guy's head, wondering if he might revive even after this.
"Mr. Ethan! Be careful!"
Looking up at the Saintess's voice, I saw the Flesh Giant approaching right in front of me before I knew it.
'Surely it was fighting the Saintess, but already here?'
Without even a moment to grasp the situation, the guy threw that huge body and slammed into me.
"Keup...!"
Although I blocked it with the spear, the mass of the giant over 3m was no different from a cannon in itself.
If I hadn't strengthened my body with full power the moment I saw the guy, it wouldn't have been strange even if all the bones in my body broke.
"Guwaaaa.... Guwaaaaaaaack!!!!"
"Ugh...!"
The Flesh Giant that chased me away grabbed the warlock's corpse and screamed as if mourning the warlock's death.
A terrible and loud scream spat out simultaneously from three faces.
Recalling what the Saintess suffered, I immediately covered my ears, but extreme dizziness soon rushed in.
The guy's scream seemed to be either a curse or black magic.
While I was barely standing supporting my body on the spear, the Flesh Giant, perhaps unable to control its strength due to rage, completely turned the warlock's corpse it was holding into pulp.
The guy screaming once more looking at the pulped warlock.
That appearance was like a hybrid between a child and a madman.
At that moment, the guy brought the warlock's corpse to the mouth attached to its flank.
I felt something ominous.
"Stop it!"
However, I wasn't the only one who couldn't move after hearing the Flesh Giant's scream.
Asel, the Saintess, and the Mage who heard my words tried to attack the Flesh Giant belatedly, but...
Crunch crunch-!
The Flesh Giant ate up the warlock before they arrived.
A monster sobbing with the face above the neck, screaming with the face attached to the cheek, and chewing the warlock's corpse with the face attached to the flank.
Although we couldn't stop the guy from eating the warlock, the Saintess moved not to miss the current opportunity.
She approached the Flesh Giant quickly through her body strengthened by the Holy Sword.
Arriving at the Holy Sword's range, the Saintess swung the sword toward the face on the Flesh Giant's flank.
It was just before the Holy Sword cut the Flesh Giant's face.
Kwajik!
The face on the flank bit the Holy Sword with its distorted mouth.
"Eut...!?"
While the Saintess, who hadn't even thought it would grab the Holy Sword with teeth, was flustered, the Flesh Giant bent its upper body and brought two faces in front of her.
"Alicia, danger!"
"Cover your ears!"
The Saintess, who was trying to pull out the Holy Sword, realized belatedly at the Male Lead Candidates' voices that the Flesh Giant's two faces had come close to her.
However, the face on the Flesh Giant's flank seemed to have no intention of letting go of the Holy Sword even while its mouth was burning due to divine power.
If she lets go of the Holy Sword like this, she becomes disarmed, but if she doesn't let go, she has to receive the Flesh Giant's scream from the front.
A choice where whatever she does results only in loss, the Saintess had no choice but to waver.
'If I knew this would happen, I should have listened to Holy Magic classes well too...!'
The Saintess who focused on swordsmanship classes rather than Holy Magic mainly used by priests to utilize the Holy Sword.
She thought she could have blocked it with a shield if she had Holy Magic, but it was too late for regret.
In the meantime, she saw the Flesh Giant's two faces opening their mouths to scream.
Since the Holy Sword's body strengthening ability is activated only when possessing the Holy Sword, it was already too late to let go and run away.
Eventually, all she could do was endure while trusting the Holy Sword's body strengthening effect with her two eyes tightly closed.
"Kuwaaa.....Eeolk!?"
"....Huh?"
The Saintess closing her two eyes and waiting for the pain that would come a moment later.
When she opened her eyes feeling strangeness at the Flesh Giant's scream, what she saw was the head of the Flesh Giant with a spear protruding between its wide-open mouth.
"What are you doing! Dodge quickly!"
Throwing the spear with full power prevented the head above the neck from screaming.
Since the body is one, perhaps they felt pain together; although time was bought for a moment, the remaining one head came to its senses and tried to open its mouth again.
The ones who stepped up for this were Asel and Kyle.
The two people aiming for the head on the cheek and flank one by one respectively.
Thanks to the two people's swords striking accurately, the Flesh Giant couldn't even scream and had no choice but to spit out the Holy Sword it was biting intact.
Afterward, the two people took the Holy Sword and the Saintess one by one and retreated, and I also hurriedly pulled out the spear from the back of the guy's head and joined the group.
Squirm squirm...
It was then.
The guy's flesh lumps moved like mud and filled the injured parts.
The Flesh Giant regenerating everything from the face on the flank with broken teeth to the two faces above the neck attacked by spear and sword.
It was a regeneration ability that even a troll would fold for, but up to here was within the expected range.
But immediately after that, a black ominous aura began to gush out from the guy's body.
"Keurek.... Kuweolk?.... Keuwaaaaaaaolk!!!"
Whether strength was surging, the Flesh Giant shouted toward the empty air with three heads.
"Saintess! What is that?"
"It's a trace of black magic! It seems mana went out of control because it ate the warlock!"
It was an ominous energy at a glance.
Black magic mana burned from the whole body as if burning the Flesh Giant.
Black magic mana soaring like a huge flame.
The two eyes of the Flesh Giant at the center began to shine red.
It was an appearance notifying the start of phase 2 to anyone looking.
Right now, even the regeneration power is a situation difficult to overcome, but adding black magic mana to this?
Just what ability is it trying to add to do this.
"Saintess, can't you do something about that with the Holy Sword?"
"The Holy Sword is not omnipotent!"
"It's black magic though?"
"Since the Holy Sword hasn't fully grown yet, it's difficult to pierce through even that regeneration power and win."
"Does the Holy Sword grow too?"
"You didn't know?!"
Even now it's sufficiently fraudulent, but a weapon that even grows... Can't I be given one spear like that too.
If given, I had the confidence to become a faithful believer of the Goddess too.
But unfortunately, there was no miracle of holy light descending from the sky and giving me a Holy Spear.
Instead, what approached us was the warlock's experimental subject full of ominous energy.
"It's coming!"
"Ah! This is why I didn't want to be with the Saintess!"
"That's too much!"
While grumbling, the Saintess and I held our weapons and prepared to welcome the Flesh Giant.
Still, since the Saintess and most Male Lead Candidates gathered, we should be able to win.
Our core is the Saintess and the Mage.
The Saintess whose existence itself is a natural enemy of black magic, and the Mage who possesses the only powerful single blow among us.
The remaining three had to hold out so the two could be active.
"Please act freely, Saintess, and let the remaining three take on one face each."
"I'll take the face above the neck."
"Then I'll take the flank."
Naturally, my share became the face on the cheek side.
We scattered to avoid the Flesh Giant's body slam and rushed in.
Whether the guy had fun screaming all this while, when we rushed in all at once, it opened its mouth, but role distribution was already finished.
Since the Flesh Giant was over 3m tall, the face position was a bit high, but it was a distance reachable if I extended the spear straight.
I approached the guy's side and thrust the spear toward the face on the cheek side.
Meanwhile, Asel heading to the giant's front also leaped and slashed down with his sword as if to cleave the Flesh Giant in half, and Kyle also swung his sword horizontally aiming for the flank.
The Flesh Giant swung two arms like shooing away flies trying to block us, but we still had two more people.
"Peon! Block the right hand!"
"Freeze...!"
The Saintess and the Mage blocked the Flesh Giant's two hands.
The Flesh Giant having three faces hacked and two hands sealed.
After blocking the guy's scream, the three of us moved to neutralize the guy's two hands.
I, who was close to the Saintess's side, helped the Saintess with the left hand, and the remaining two headed to the right hand frozen by the Mage.
In the case of the left hand the Saintess took charge of, the part cut by her Holy Sword was burning white.
As the black energy of black magic was purified by her divine power, white flames spread little by little riding the giant's flesh.
'As expected, is a Saintess a Saintess?'
While admiring the Saintess's ability neutralizing the Flesh Giant's ability, I continuously made holes in the arm to slow down the guy's regeneration.
Good news was heard from the opposite hand too.
Whether regeneration slowed down because the arm froze, every time the two swordsmen swung their swords, the giant's arm was being shaved off along with the sound of ice breaking.
Divine power and ice magic.
Since we found two ways to block regeneration, if we damage the guy like this, we should be able to dispose of it before long.
At that moment, Yulian, the Male Lead Candidate of the Administration Department watching us from behind, shouted.
"The faces are regenerating!"
At those words, the two people and I moved to suppress the faces of our own shares again.
The Flesh Giant tried to block us, but the left hand was burning by the Saintess, and the right hand was already broken after freezing.
It tried to move even its legs to clear us away, but it wasn't difficult to dodge the attacks of the guy whose body balance was ruined and movements became sluggish.
When we succeeded in neutralizing the guy's faces once more, the Mage preparing a single blow from behind shouted.
"Everyone back off!"
As we backed off all at once, he cast the magic he was preparing.
Immediately after, a magic circle surrounding the Flesh Giant appeared under its feet.
"Kuweo?"
The Flesh Giant wondering at the magic circle that appeared suddenly.
The guy ignored the magic circle and tried to rush at us again, but it couldn't.
Before we knew it, the Flesh Giant was freezing slowly from under its feet.
"Kuw...eolk!?"
The flustered guy moved its body trying to break the ice, but the speed of the giant freezing was faster than the giant's movement.
The face on the flank froze first and closed its mouth, and after that, the ice climbing up the chest crossed the neck and encroached even the remaining two faces.
The Flesh Giant rolling only three pairs of eyes while completely frozen.
The vitality not dying in this situation was amazing.
But even that ended here.
The Saintess approached in front of the Flesh Giant trapped inside a block of ice.
As she raised the Holy Sword high, the Holy Sword emitted pure white radiance.
An overwhelming amount of divine power enough to make the surroundings shine.
It was truly power befitting a Saintess.
The Saintess struck down that mighty power as it was.
"Haat...!"
Jjang-geurang-!
The Holy Sword cleaved the Flesh Giant in half like cutting tofu.
The corpse of the frozen Flesh Giant burned with white flames.
An appearance where anyone would see it couldn't regenerate further than this.
At that moment, one doubt arose.
'Come to think of it.... What ability was created by eating the warlock?'
It looked like nothing changed particularly except the ominous aura...
While thinking about the change of the Flesh Giant, the Mage looking at the guy muttered.
"...Did we get it?"
"Hey! That phrase is...!"
I hurriedly covered the Mage's mouth but...
Wriggle...
It was already too late.