Chapter 93
Chapter 93
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 93
Chapter Title: Sun and Moon Holy Power
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‘Solar and lunar holy power?’
For a moment, I had no idea what that meant.
Holy power had always been classified into two types depending on the spell: solar or lunar. Using a solar holy spell meant it was solar holy power, and a lunar one meant lunar holy power.
Of course, the classification didn’t make much difference. There were no mobs weak only to solar holy power or only to lunar holy power.
It was just divided that way, nothing more.
‘I get the solar part, but what’s with the moon?’
Solar holy power was obvious. The Eclipse enchant on my bloodstained sword. As the highest-tier solar holy spell, it naturally felt solar.
But the moon? I couldn’t recall anything. I hadn’t used any other holy spells besides Eclipse, nor had I done anything that would evoke lunar holy power.
The fact that it specifically pointed that out meant something was up.
‘Oh, maybe it’s the catalyst.’
Suddenly, I remembered the holy catalyst tied to my waist. It had originally belonged to Selene, so detecting its residual lunar holy power and mentioning it wasn’t strange at all.
They were the Heresy Adjudicator and Heresy Interrogator, the de facto top martial forces of the Raphaella Holy Kingdom, standing in for the popes who rarely showed themselves.
So, the conclusion was clear.
“That’s not my power.”
Seeing them fail to discern that, they must’ve lost their minds.
—You still insist on lying.
“Why won’t you believe me? It’s true. That’s not my power.”
Seizing the opening as they paused to spout nonsense, I confirmed no spells were incoming and quickly unleashed Eclipse. Solar light illuminated the surroundings.
They’d been asleep so long that they’d truly gone mad. Mistaking the lunar holy power lingering in the catalyst for mine and declaring it so confidently proved it.
They kept ranting about where I’d gotten such power, but I ignored every word and prepared to charge. There was no gain in prolonging talk with them.
‘I need to take them down fast and get out. No point dragging this out.’
With no response forthcoming, they seemed to give up and raised the holy catalyst. Thick black light gathered on it again. The moment I spotted the motion, I dashed counterclockwise.
The black sun they’d floated in the air at phase 2’s start. They planned to fire it straight at me.
I deliberately kept maximum distance to extend the travel time of the spell, then twisted direction the instant the black sun launched, charging toward the Creation Abandoned by God.
The black sun, which would have scorched air and corroded soil just by floating if on the ground, detonated spectacularly far away. Black flames erupted everywhere.
Too far to attack immediately. I’d need to see one more pattern. Spotting them lift their right foot, I rolled inward the moment it slammed down.
Then, I swung at their shadow-and-abyss-covered calf.
—Kraaaagh!
Where the bloodstained sword sliced, white smoke rose as flesh melted in chunks. They halted their actions, clutching the melting left calf and shrieking in agony.
I stopped too. Instinctively widening distance to read the pattern, I couldn’t hide my bewilderment.
What the hell just happened?
‘……What was that?’
I looked down at the bloodstained sword in my right hand. The same golden-tinged white blessing enchant as always. That’s how it looked to me, at least.
But the result was entirely different. I turned my gaze to the monster still screaming in pain, clutching their smoking calf.
Flesh melted in chunks. White smoke continuously rising from the melt. The monster writhing and howling.
I’d been shocked when faith didn’t decrease, but this was far worse. I couldn’t even guess why.
‘A bug…… No way.’
Just in case, I’d once tested bugs from the Brink 4 physics engine’s limits that they couldn’t fix. None succeeded, of course.
This was a game-like world, not a game. Weapons didn’t bounce off carpets, nor did arm-thick objects block giant hammers.
So whatever this was, it meant I’d caused it.
“…….”
I had no clue.
Nothing came to mind at all. I’d felt something off since unlimited Eclipse from steady faith, but this was beyond imagination.
Melt a Creation Abandoned by God’s body with one slash? If possible, I wouldn’t have braced for a marathon fight coming in.
No, I’d have rerolled into a priest build ages ago. If enchant holy spells hit this hard, offensive ones would be insane.
—Even now, will you claim that power isn’t yours, you ridiculous fool!
Their scream snapped me back. No time to gape. Maybe this Eclipse was just supercharged.
If so, I couldn’t miss this chance.
I closed the gap again. Dodging all the black thorns rising from the floor, I raised my sword at their left leg.
They flinched, unwilling to feel that pain again, and tried pulling back, but too slow. As the leg half-rose, brilliant sunlight sliced through.
—Kyaaaagh!
A sharper scream, and the leg melted in chunks again. I’d retreated in shock last time, but not now. Gritting teeth, dodging attacks, I kept swinging.
Unlike before, where the blade thudded like a wooden sword on a tree regardless of Eclipse, now flesh and skin shredded with every swing.
How many swings? The battered, gouged, torn, melted leg finally snapped sideways with a crack. The monster’s body tilted and collapsed.
A situation I’d never seen in-game, but no reason to freeze. I sidestepped lightly as it fell.
Thud! The massive bulk sprawled awkwardly. Tail in the way falling on its back, arm falling sideways.
It braced with an arm to rise, but I had no intention of letting it. I closed in on the shoulder, hammering arm and joint.
Occasional desperate spells or conjured weapons swung wildly, but attacks I’d fully dodged at full strength were nothing now.
‘Better cripple one arm completely, just in case.’
The white-light blade blasted flesh in chunks, skin evaporating in white smoke. No need for skill—just grazing erased whole sections.
I shredded the upper right body until Eclipse nearly faded, then slowly backed off once the buff fully ended.
Their state was wretched. The first-hit left calf bent grotesquely, leaking black liquid. Remaining parts looked ready to tear.
The focused right shoulder was unrecognizable. Face nearly parallel to the floor.
If the shoulder was that bad, the arm wasn’t spared. The limb that swung huge weapons boastfully was now pitifully crushed under its own weight.
The monster’s screams faded to exhausted, pained breaths: Hoo, hoo.
—How…… How could a mere human…… wield such power……
“Who knows? I don’t. If I did, I’d have used it sooner instead of chipping away.”
—If not for…… that power……
“What, you think you could’ve won without it?”
I smirked.
Unknown circumstances let me crush them easily, but even unchanged, it’d just take longer—result the same.
Taking zero hits till phase 2, yet claiming the mystery power caused their loss? No self-awareness. Deathbed true colors showing.
In-game too, they’d bared their real personality at death, ranting about ruling the world.
“Zero hits landed, and you think you’d win? Yeah, right. If dying, just die clean—why the mental victory?”
I drew the holy catalyst and applied it to the bloodstained sword. Brilliant sun rose.
—Impossible…… A normal human…… couldn’t withstand that power…… The vessel would melt before acceptance……
They twisted, trying to rise, but upper body wounds too severe—futile struggle. Abyss and shadow leaked from wounds.
‘The vessel couldn’t withstand?’
Easy to infer. Whether temporary or permanent, the power I showed was beyond what normals could handle.
Yet I withstood—hell, wielded it freely.
I got why they said it couldn’t be withstood. Power to dismember an abyss entity even current popes couldn’t handle, with a few sword swings.
Only the exceptional could even output it.
‘Whatever, no need to figure it out now. Ask the popes later.’
I gripped the bloodstained sword two-handed and approached slowly. Better to kill than let them yap and recover.
Popes knew holy power far better than them anyway. Waste of time listening.
“Got it. So shut up, die, and yap in hell. Plenty there to humor you. I’m done listening.”
I neared the head, ready to roll-dodge anytime. No dying to carelessness after all this.
Seeming resigned to death, the monster didn’t stir. Felt anticlimactic for the Awakening Evil DLC final boss, but I shook it off.
Boss fights were better the more anticlimactic. Meant I cleared safe, unscathed, no life threats.
Aimed carefully at the head, thrust in. Didn’t know HP left, but midway—
—Boom!
Before my thought ended, their body exploded with a roar.