Academy’s Weapon Replicator

Chapter 156 Blasphemy (7)

The fight between Poseidon and Jormungand is so massive in scale due to its size.

The sea had already sunk so low that Poseidon’s feet were visible, and their fight was creating a huge roar that was changing the terrain of the land and the coast.

“Hey! Are you okay?”

“It’s not something you should worry about!”

Jormungandr threw a tantrum. Cybel was worried about Jormungand’s condition, but in fact, her own body was in danger.

Even though she is a demigod and a half-human, Cybel has never fought at this level. She has never fought a god, and she is experiencing for the first time that a clash between beings of this level takes a very long time.

‘Ugh. Listening to what Yor says, this isn’t the time to be fighting.’

The fight with Poseidon was a sudden occurrence in the process of helping Aster. Neither Poseidon, Jormungand, nor Cybel were planned fights.

‘But if I move, Poseidon will follow me. But I don’t think I can win right away. What should I do?’

Cybel had just realized that she was half-god and half-human.

So, we don’t know how much power we can use, and we don’t know what power is possible.

But it is clear that my perspective on the world has broadened.

The war between humans and gods. Even though it cannot be seen, it can be felt on the skin.

I want to defeat Poseidon as quickly as possible, but the god is not easy. Even when fighting together with Jormungandr, he is still at an equal level.

Kuooo─!

There the sea stirred again.

‘Ugh! I still have this much strength!’

Cybel heightened the tension. He had thought that Poseidon’s power had weakened somewhat as the sea sank, but he had overcome a dangerous crisis every time the sea swayed.

however.

“… … ?”

Poseidon, on the other hand, was looking at the flow of the sea as if it was strange.

“… … ?”

Cybel also felt suspicious and looked at Hercules.

“… … !”

Jormungand read the flow of the sea, then suddenly realized something and turned to face the front.

The gaze was beyond Poseidon, on the shores of Agoris.

Poseidon also saw it and turned his back. It was an extremely dangerous move, but he had no choice.

A man stands on the shores of Agoris.

Jormungand and Poseidon both cried out at the same time when they saw him.

“Hercules!”

Cybel’s eyes widened at the shout.

‘Hercules! The famous demigod!’

Cybel looked at Hercules. He felt a strong spirit. Almost as strong as Poseidon, or perhaps even higher if we just look at the density of his aura?

‘But whose side is Hercules on?’

While Cybel was observing like that.

Swish.

Hercules raised his arm and pointed behind him with his thumb.

But nothing was visible directly behind Hercules.

If you look a little further back, you can see a forest,

If you go a little further back in the forest.

‘……flag?’

Dimly, through Cybel’s eyes, he could see several flags stretching high into the sky.

I’ve seen that flag’s design before.

that.

“… … Palma!”

Cybel shouted.

And soon I knew where that place was.

“Palma has taken control of Adrien!”

Edrium. The city of demons.

It was at that location that the flag of Palma was raised.

‘But how? Even if it succeeded, how fast would it be? Was Palma’s military much stronger than I thought?’

Woof─

Just then, Cybel’s phone rang.

She picked up the phone and answered the call.

She’s probably the only one who could do something like this while fighting Poseidon.

“hello?”

-Mr. Cybel, this is Arald.

Cybel’s face lit up at the sound of the voice.

“Mr. Arald! Then that’s right!”

-Yes. I succeeded in persuading King Palma. I had the help of Evelina, the leader of the ‘Nine’.

“Then what about the demons?”

-That was easy. Aren’t the 72 demons under Frondier’s command?

Oh. That’s what happened.

“But I don’t think King Palma or the demons would have trusted Mr. Arald that easily?”

-Haha. I was just joking around. Both sides said I was one of the 72 demons. Luckily, I was fooled.

At those words, Cybel nodded in joy.

There were some concerns, but I’m glad it turned out well in the end.

… … But. Something.

“But Mr. Arald.”

-yes.

“Just for reference, whose names did you give for the 72 demons?”

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a moment.

And then soon.

-He was called Belial.

“… … .”

Hearing that name.

Cybel had an idea.

Arald introduced himself as Belial. The demons and King Palma believed it easily. Both of them.

Belial. A demon who becomes the central figure of a country and causes the country to rot from within, promoting corruption and strife.

The King of Hell and Bael’s rival. A genius of schemers.

“… … By any chance, Mr. Arald. Actually, really,”

-Okay, Mr. Cybel. That’s not the point. I’ve finished what I had to do.

Then Arald spoke quickly.

-Now it’s your turn.

After saying that, the call ended.

I wonder if he really said everything or if he didn’t want to hear Cybel’s next question.

‘You’re just trying to get away with it by saying something plausible.’

Cybel looked somewhat dissatisfied. He looked at his phone screen for a moment and then put it back.

She cried out as she looked at Hercules.

“Then you’re on our side! Hercules!”

It was a very simple question.

Hercules smiles happily at him.

“Oh, of course!”

A refreshing answer. Poseidon shouted at Hercules.

“Hercules! Are you rebelling against the gods based on the whims of a mere human being?”

“That’s a misunderstanding.”

thud!

A sword emerged from behind him, and Hercules grabbed it.

“I have been rebelling for a long time. I have only been waiting for the moment when humans will rebel.”

Palma’s declaration of an empire is an expression of their will to reclaim their lost former territories.

As the first evidence, Palma took Edrium.

At that moment Hercules’ mind was made up.

“And it’s fickle.”

Hercules said and shook his head.

“That’s not for you to say, Uncle.”

“… … !”

Poseidon then turns the direction of life towards Hercules.

I knew what Hercules was thinking. He had no time to worry about Jormungandr.

Then Hercules cried out.

“Go, demigod, child of destiny!”

Towards Cybel.

“This is not your place!”

Cybel opened her eyes wide at that.

“yes!”

Answer with strength,

“Let’s go, Yor!”

He was still called Jormungand by his nickname.

Jormungandr seemed to have gotten used to it and didn’t even bother to ask.

Shhh!!

A giant snake soars into the air. A long snake that still floats even as its tail rises above the sea.

“Sybel! Are you ready?”

“Of course! It’s the law that a princess must be saved by a prince on a white horse!”

Jormungandr paused for a moment at those words.

princess.

Prince.

White horse?

“Then none of them are correct!”

As expected, Jormungand was a wise man.

* * *

Thud!

“Huh!”

Thor’s hand grabbed Frondier’s neck. Thor lifted Frondier lightly.

“What a shame. You had enough power to kill me.”

It’s not enough.

Just now, Frontier actually killed Thor. The attack that should have killed him hit, and it did. I felt the bones breaking at my fingertips.

But Thor was fine.

Frondier said through gritted teeth.

“You must be so proud, making a living like that!”

“dare!”

Thor is furious. He swings his sword.

Kwak!

Frondier, who grabbed the sword with black cloth, grabbed Thor’s hands with both hands and raised his legs high,

Phew!

“Ugh!”

He kicks Thor in the face and falls back. All of Frondier’s power is already in the realm of the gods. Any attack will cause significant damage to Thor.

“Don’t you know yet! You can’t win!”

Thor’s sword rained down lightning. Frondier immediately raised his shield in front of his eyes.

Crackle!!

A violent lightning strike directly at the shield. Even if you pour in the mana of the nine worlds, it is not easy to block it.

‘… … That guy, that’s not God’s shield. What’s his plan?’

Thor, with his keen eye, checked the shield’s performance. It’s not a great shield. In other words, Frondia has some reserves left.

at that time.

chuck!

Frondier stretched one arm out to the side. But there was no weaving there. No mana, no aura.

So the meaning of that action is,

It was something Thor would never tolerate.

“… … Really, do you want to die that much! How dare you!”

Thor also extended a hand.

Their actions are completely consistent in purpose and meaning.

Yes, this is it.

It’s a fight over who Mjolnir will target.

* * *

Atlas, the house of Frondi.

Mjolnir was sleeping quietly inside.

Brrrrrr─

The hammer of God trembled silently,

Kwaaang!

It shattered the ceiling of the mansion and soared into the sky.

“Yeah, I knew it!”

Gregory confirmed the appearance.

He shouted to Leah Reese, who was waiting inside the mansion.

“Lily! To Quinie!”

“okay!”

Lily answers.

With him.

Kaaak─!!

The crows all flew into the sky, chasing after Mjolnir as he soared into the sky.

Crows seen from numerous angles. Gregory takes it all in.

Immediately afterwards Gregory says:

“Ms. Malia, listen carefully!”

While Gregory was shouting like that.

Lily moved to Shadow Teleportation and floated onto the ship where Quinie was.

Lily rose above the shadows. She shouted to Quinie.

“As expected!”

As soon as Quinie heard that, he shouted to the sailor.

“Turn on the lights! Quickly!”

“yes!”

The lead ship with Quinie on board. There is a loud clanging sound, and the center of the deck opens.

Phew!

The first ship, a light soars into the sky.

At this time, Poseidon was already fighting Hercules.

He was suddenly alerted by a light shooting up into the sky.

‘What is that?’

Is this a new attack from humans? Magic? Where are you aiming your shot at?

But to the vain surprise, what Quinie shot out was really just a simple light.

And the light.

Phew!

The next ship,

Phaaat!!

A signal to the next ship.

The rays of light extend out continuously.

From Agoris to Palind, the ships lined up one by one shot pillars of light into the sky.

When the ship that reached the continent of Palind raised its last light into the sky.

“… … !”

Aster saw it.

He stopped walking towards the Tavern and looked at the light for a moment.

Just a few seconds.

Aster, who had been watching the scene for a while, opened his mouth.

“I see.”

I turned my body away from the Tavern and looked straight at the surging light.

“I get it now, Frontier.”

Boo-woong─

And then the phone rang.

Aster looked at the screen.

‘The Big Boss of Roach’.

Aster said, holding the phone to his ear while facing the light.

“Please tell us.”

* * *

A burst of lightning and a shield to block it.

In the midst of a fierce battle, both sides extend their hands.

The great power they seek approaches that call.

Mjolnir.

A weapon that ranks at the top among all divine items.

In addition to containing the power of lightning, Mjolnir also possesses the ability to return to the hand of the thrower.

And only Thor could do that.

Frontier is the only exception.

‘Mjolnir is my weapon!’

Thor had absolute confidence.

No matter what anyone says, the master of Mjolnir is Thor himself. Even if Mjolnir once followed Frondier, that was just because Thor didn’t use Mjolnir.

There is no way Mjolnir would choose Frondier when it comes to determining its true master.

Swish!!

And after a few seconds, a huge gust of wind brushed past their ears.

Thud!

Holding Mjolnir in his hand.

“… …Do you understand now, Frondia?”

It was Thor.

Thor held the real Mjolnir in his hand, channeled the torrent of lightning emanating from it into his body, and extended the hammer towards Frondi.

“I am the master of Mjolnir.”

Frondi saw the sight. He slowly lowered his hand.

“okay.”

Frondior’s eyes are deeply sunken,

“I was worried that you might have lost your qualifications.”

When I said.

Phew!

“… … ?”

Thor.

I looked down.

“……uh…….”

Beatle.

One step forward, moved forward.

That didn’t work out well.

Let’s tilt our upper body.

Ugh.

There was something caught in that body.

“What is this… …?”

Thor just looks at his own body.

That belly.

Something stuck in my stomach.

A long, sharp blade radiating a chilling light.

One window.