The Max Level Hero Strikes Back!

Episode 25

As I cut in on him to bury his words, I sensed a confused feeling, almost as if he couldn’t understand. However, even if I told him that I was a student of his original master, there was no way he would choose to believe it. Rather, it would be fortunate if he didn’t freak out, saying that I had just insulted the deceased. The existence of the Corridor was kind of a secret in some sense. It was also a story that was hard to believe.

I stared at the huge red jewel that slightly cracked and split in half. The power of the blow properly borrowed from the divine sword was amazing. It wasn’t completely smashed, but that was still enough for me. Shari was a vampire with great power, but she didn’t threaten me. She never thought she would be defeated. Whether she was dead, alive, or had fled, it wasn’t a good time for me to chase her.

It wouldn’t be easy to find her with the current power I held. Besides, there was a more important thing now than Sharis, who seemed to have run away. The source of this red mist was the vitality of all living things, except the vampires inside there. Once a fire was lit, it was left burning with only oxygen and combustion. If I waited any longer, an irreversible catastrophe would occur.

-Blood Polis…Ah, it’s been a while since I’ve seen this air… It makes me nauseous.

I heard the murmur of the divine sword in annoyance.

-You know that? This red mist won’t get any bigger thanks to destroying the nucleus, but it won’t stop until everyone here dies if you leave it this way.

“Okay.”

-Because of its somewhat weakened strength, you can use purifying magic that is at least level 6 or higher for several months, but it still won’t save the humans who have already lost their vitality. Most of the people will die in there.

“You are right. Even worse, if people were exposed to this damn mist for a long time, they would be infected.”

-The humans outside must be wondering if it is safe to enter the mysterious mist. I don’t know, but it’s probably already turned upside down around here.

He was quite quick-witted since his ego had lived for a long time.

-Because human beings are scared easily.

“It’s the same for any living creature. Because the desire to survive advances the species.”

-In that sense, you were really lucky. You look young, but you are very strong at the master level, right? You seem to have a high tolerance against Blood Polis.

I laughed at him. Was it just master? I had already reached the level of Sword Master or higher.

“Master…you’re not wrong, but I still need more time to pull out the Aura Blade.”

I wasn’t strong because I used pure mana like everyone else. I had reached the Master or a higher level because of the doping created by my enlightenment and mana proficiency. Thanks to this, the phantom metamorphosis seemed completely impossible.

-What? What does that mean…wait, who are you?

I heard the murmur of the divine sword Calderas, astonished. He seemed to notice it now.

-You…you’re a freak! Who are you?!

His trembling voice soon turned to a scream.

-What is this ridiculous mana! Besides, command mana and divine power?!

The Calderas had the power to look inside of the person who held the sword with his ego. It could control its strength by interlocking with the owner’s power. The sword protected the owner, and this wasn’t just for physical reasons. The excessive dependence on items would eventually ruin the owner.

Why did you think there was a limit in games with item levels? Anyway, I guess I was just talking nonsense. Ignoring his astonishment, I frowned at the mana and command mana which weren’t moving even though they were awake. It seemed that I had to give them a little stimulation, but there weren’t many chances.

-Three forces coexist; I haven’t even heard of this case…are you human? You’re not some sort of bizarre creature who just came out to get a taste of this world?

“Unfortunately.”

Talking calmly, I walked forward slowly with the sword in my hand. All the heroes of the Corridor told me that I had insanely outstanding talent. Honestly, I couldn’t deny the fact that I was extremely talented. Otherwise, I would not have been able to achieve so many things.

-It can’t be…the mana and the divine energy are conflicting with each other! Maybe one but not two. If you have such a tremendous amount, your body will explode and completely blow up the surrounding area…

“Here is a human who breaks common sense.”

-Is it possible?! You, you’re crazy!!

“You said crazy, don’t be disrespectful to the new method that has been researched for hundreds of years.”

Talking calmly, I pushed him back to the ground. Calderas were, of course, a giant sword with a straight shape. Because of that, when it was held upside down, it turned into a shape of a cross that had enormous divine power.

“Let me borrow you until I finish. I can’t handle this with my current power.”

-What do you mean?

“Let’s clear up this situation.”

I had no reason to sacrifice myself to save them, but I would be willing to use my power if it helped my recovery.

‘It would be like greasing the cogs to smooth the recovery process. I don’t do free labor.’

The more you use the basis of energy, the more you likely improve them, whether that was mana, divine power, or command mana. So, some wizards used mana up and built it up again while they were recovering. The speed would be extremely slow whether you meditated, used this method, or used the usual method. On the contrary, just stimulating them to move would already increase the total amount since I already had a lot of energy. And the greater the amount of stimulation, the faster the recovery rate would be.

Without further explanation, I knelt in front of him. Then, I closed my eyes like a praying priest.

“Oh, this is not my cup of tea.”

I clicked my tongue.

“The Lord Priyasi, who looks down on us. Your lamb here is wandering on a dark road. He can’t see an inch ahead. Could you please hand him a flashlight? I’d like to take care of it myself, but you know that I can’t…”

-What, what kind of prayer is that!?

Calderas were further frightened by my prayer. It didn’t sound like a prayer with faith in God. Rather, it was a profane prayer that might be subject to some divine punishment. The source of my divine power was a little different, thanks to St. Daphne’s training. The source of my strength was knowledge and faith, not the faith that sustained God.

God did not love me, but rather I was a subject of curiosity.

“The lamb of the Lord God is groaning in pain and tempted by the Devil. Your disrespectful lamb believes only in the rare items. Please save…oh, I don’t know! I know you are watching everything. I am just going to use it; allow me to do so!”

The priests had no idea. The fact that God didn’t love a devout believer who chatted a lot, but those who practiced it. The truth was that I was nowhere near what I was trying to do with my divine power. However, it was possible if I gathered all of the divine power from Calderas.

Again, this was the first sword called the divine sword. If he realized my intentions, he would surely be frightened. It was possible to clean up the fog with the purifying magic, but you couldn’t fix the ones that had already been drained of their vitality. If you tried to suppress it with a strong force, you would have to press it with a stronger force than it possessed.

The highest-ranking miracle created by Daphne, the highest-ranking holy magic that I learned and used with the permission of God, had the greatest power ever.

-Hmm! Something like God…who would listen to such a nonsense prayer…

“You don’t know much about God either.”

He noticed something wrong with my smile. Just like the vampire maid, he was also quite slow to notice things.

‘God likes crazy guys. Especially extremely crazy guys.’

[9th Tier of the Last Holy Magic.]

[Saint Sanctuary]

-9th, 9th tier?! What, what are you doing! Are you trying to kill me?!

“Don’t overreact. You are not going to die. You are not going to die. Don’t worry.”

-Hey…hey, you crazy ahhhhhh!!

Calderas, who had noticed what I was going to do, screamed out, but it was too late.

Whooo!!!

A burning sensation fell behind my back as if the prayer had been delivered even with that bizarre plea. It almost felt like getting burned by an iron. It was an unusual wound, or trace, that could never be created in this world. Was God a pervert who enjoyed hurting his believer’s body? I felt like vomiting, but I scattered all of the divine powers that ran wild without releasing my hands.

Whooo!!

Crack!

An enormous light spread out as if covering the field, and white feathers began to flutter. It was like an angel was descending from heaven. The warm white light, invisible to the eye, began to swallow away the red mist, and the light began to permeate the bodies of the people whose vitality was being sucked away, comforting them.

Crack! Crack! Crack!!!!

And the red bloodstone, which sucked people’s vitality and emitted red mist, finally disappeared as it was completely broken.

Boom!

A huge wave of divine power soundlessly rocked the arena. Beyond the slowly scattering light, only a piece of light that looked like a white feather remained.

“Kah…hak.”

Was it because I used most of my power? Calderas were silent, trembling, as he forgot to scream. Of course, the recoil of super high divine magic didn’t go only to him. At the same time, a sense of incredible fatigue fell over me.

‘Did you work a little too hard?’

When I called in power for a moment, it seemed that the divine power that had been solidified was torn apart, causing this sense of exhaustion.

“Phew…sigh…”

I took a short breath and shook away my blurred vision. Although there was a lot of energy, it would be okay as Calderas was a treasure trove of living divine power. A sigh came out of me for the remaining amount of the divine power had completely disappeared without leaving even dust.

The red mist that maintained the Blood Polis had completely disappeared as I sat down breathlessly and turned my gaze away. It was then…

Beep.

With that bizarre mechanical sound, I began to see strange things in my eyes, which were clouded by fatigue.

-Name: Davey Al Rown.

-Age: 1

-Gender: male

-Tribe: human

-Title: The pupil of the insane heroes in the Corridor.

-Symptom: Divine power exhaustion

-Special comment :

A half-crazy freak without any common sense(?).

-Grant merit, you can briefly check the status of the target.

“Hey, Lord Priyasi, I’m not crazy,” I muttered angrily.