I Became A Part Time Employee For Gods

I Became A Part Time Employee For Gods Chapter 52

#52. Vermouth, God of Flame VS Karos, God of Black Flame (2)

Puff Puff!

Vermouth was quite embarrassed.

‘How did this guy, Karos, grow so much…!’

The force of the black flames rushing forward fiercely was becoming stronger.

At first, it was enough to block with a cane, but now it was barely possible to block with both arms.

Whoa!

In the end, Vermouth was struck squarely in the left shoulder by the curved black flame.

His huge beard swayed violently from side to side.

[Ugh…! This is impossible!]

It is definitely a different power than before.

Vermouth had never realized that Karos had been hiding his power all this time.

Carlos looked at him pitifully.

[…This is truly disappointing. What on earth have you been doing all these years? Was he soaked in peace and playing Go with the priests?]

The voice was very sarcastic, but Vermouth, who had already exhausted his stamina, just leaned on his cane and was breathing heavily.

[…Caros No matter how corrupt you are, how can you do this? You really are Atlaum! Have you forgotten this teacher?!]

A grin escaped from the corner of Karos’s mouth, covered in messy black hair.

[Kkekekekeuk, old man, you’re saying something funny again. How could you forget? The people of this ugly city who only worship flames and reject black flames…] As

Karos muttered in anger, Vermouth trembled with his hands and took his body away from his staff and stood up straight.

[…Rejection! Are you sure you still hold a grudge against people? Didn’t I tell you about my sister? We gods are meant to embrace humans! Magic is a tool to embrace humans. But doesn’t your black flame exist only for attacks!!]

Karos Vermouth, who was giggling and shaking his body like crazy at those words, looked at him with a devastated face.

[Phew hahaha! I have to embrace cancer! I will embrace you! For that reason, didn’t Mr. Karos himself come out today? Don’t worry. Vermouth. I myself will embrace everything in Atlaum without reservation. With this fierce black flame.]

Through his loose black hair, Karos’s eyes twinkled. Black flames creeping up fill the surroundings.

Vermouth’s white beard trembled at that lifeless appearance.

[…I’ve raised you wrong all this time.]

[Who raised you? You stupid old man… I’ll kill you right away!!]

Karos’ black hair shot up like crazy, and at the same time, the black flames around him exploded all at once.

Kwakwakwakwakwa!!

Vermouth pounded his staff into the ground with all his might.

Let’s go!

The staff was in danger as if it would be sucked into the vortex of black flame at any moment, but Vermouth held the staff’s head even tighter.

Then his complexion began to become more and more hardened.

Karos, his favorite student whom he cherished dearly.

Among his many disciples, he invented black salt, a new substance that had never been seen before, and his magical achievements were far superior to anyone else, but in the eyes of the people of Atlaum, the existence of black salt was the power of darkness itself.

My poor student, who was ultimately ostracized and forgotten without guilt…

Vermouth bowed his head in silence.

In the noisily turbulent wind, Vermouth’s long white hair began to slowly rise into the sky.

[…It seems like you still look down on this teacher. Black salt is also a substance that escaped from the flame branch…!!]

Vermouth’s eyes began to flash.

A fierce expression of murder appeared, but Carlos just spread his arms and laughed maniacally.

The vermouth’s flame was blocked by the overflowing black flame and repeatedly died out.

Seeing that, Carlos raised his arms high as if gathering even more strength.

[Khaha! it’s over! Now, whatever you do, it’s already done! Vermouth!!]

Starting from Karos, the surrounding black flames turned into a rough whirlpool.

The small whirlpool gradually turned into a large one

and kwakwakwakwa!

Weeds, soil, and even medium-sized trees began to shake to their roots.

‘Such a monster… How can he have this kind of power!’

It was a fleeting moment, but Vermouth realized.

The guy in front of him was much more dangerous than he thought…

Vermouth, who had finally fully grasped the situation, hurriedly launched the system.

‘The Atlaum just needs to be rebuilt.’

He decided that the priority now was to evacuate everyone safely.

Vermouth began using the gods’ system to order all troops in the rear to retreat.

Fortunately, the number of mid-level and low-level gods he has hired is quite large, so it will probably be enough to evacuate the residents of Atlaum to a safe place.

Of course, since this was an additional mission, I did not forget to double the reward.

‘This amount of compensation will be enough to do the job.’

No matter how godly they are, there are very few gods in the world who do good deeds without any compensation.

Of course, if you were conservative and paid a lot for your name, your personal power would be greatly reduced temporarily, but that wasn’t what was important right now.

‘Now all that’s left is to buy time.’

Vermouth gritted his teeth and glared at Karos, who was glowing in front of him.

We need to buy time until the mid-level gods can evacuate all the residents of Atlaum.

[Hehehe…! Judging by the look in your eyes, it looks like the old man is up to some trick again. Should I just take a look?]

Carlos said, brushing back his black hair that was sticking out.

As he dealt with the black flame, black lines were left like patterns on his face, and the black flame itself was burning in his eyes.

Truly an ‘evil god’ itself.

[Nenoooooom!! Karos!!!!]

Vermouth’s two legs are shaking! got stuck in the ground

Actually, Vermouth knew.

Before my eyes, Karos had already surpassed his own magic.

Moreover, because Karos had completely hidden his skills from the beginning, Vermouth was unable to properly distribute his stamina.

His physical strength was already close to its breaking point.

[No matter what, I won’t just let you go!]

Kugugoong!

It was when Vermouth’s legs sank deeper into the ground and the huge staff spun around with great force.

“I think it would be difficult to do alone.”

Vermouth stopped turning his wand at the sudden voice and looked to the side.

[…You?]

It was a familiar face, a man looking at me with a grin.

‘This person must be…’

A minor god who was seen on a nearby hill on the day the Daesinjeon was attacked.

A lesser god with an appearance reminiscent of a wolf smiles leisurely and holds out his hand.

“Reinforcements are here.”

* * *

Kwa-kwa-boom!

A huge crater was created along with a huge explosion.

Inside the pit where countless black flames flowed like snakes, Carlos was staring into the pit with his eyes narrowed.

Carlos’ eyebrows twitched as he watched for a moment.

This is because the person who should have been burned to death in the pit had already run away.

[What a rat…!]

Karos’s right hand sharply extended backwards.

Instead of running towards Damdeok, he was startled and fell back.

“Wow, it’s not that easy.”

Contrary to his tongue-lashing words, Damdeok seemed relaxed.

Carlos felt his heart sink as he looked at Damdeok like that.

Where did that big-jointed thing come out of nowhere and what is that ungainly lion skin covering it?

‘Are you Vermouth’s new disciple?’

The man who suddenly jumped out and said something to Vermouth, judging from the divine power he felt, he was probably only a low-level god at best.

A grin escaped.

What on earth can a lesser god do by intervening in the battle of the highest gods?

But isn’t he wearing a lion skin that looks like me and then suddenly attacking me?

If that guy wasn’t in a priestly relationship with Vermouth, there was no reason for him to do such a crazy thing.

All disciples rush to the death for the honor of their master.

Carlos clicked his tongue slightly.

[You are urging the name. Just because he’s wearing a lion’s skin, don’t you think even a single hair of this Karos’ hair will brush against him?]

Karos twitched the corner of his mouth and muttered, but honestly, Damdeok looked quite handsome, with the lion’s head worn as a helmet and the skin of his body wrapped around the body like a cape.

But that doesn’t mean you can admit it, right?

[joy! How dare a guy with so much pretense…]

Karos muttered even more crookedly.

Soon, his two large hands created several black flame balls and started throwing them at Damdeok.

[How dare a lesser god interfere! die! Die!]

Kwabang! Kwakwakwak!

Karos fiercely launched a black flame ball, but Damdeok was barely able to dodge it with a combination of wind sprint skill and battle concentration skill.

At that sight, Karos’ dark eyebrows furrowed even more.

‘It’s annoying. ‘He is very annoying!’

That gorgeous, shiny lion skin was annoying, but there was something else that really bothered Carlos.

‘He must have kicked my fist away earlier.’

This was also the reason why he only fired black flame balls from a distance now.

A little while ago, I swung my fist a few times with the intention of lightly suppressing it, but it didn’t do any subtle damage to that damn lion’s skin.

It feels like I’m blocked by a transparent membrane wrapped in layers.

Apparently it wasn’t just a feeling.

How does this guy, who looks like a low-level god at best, block his own melee attacks?

Unless there is a special device on the lion skin…

[…Vermouth, what kind of magic did you put on that lion skin?]

Carlos, who had come to a conclusion, asked Vermouth, but the answer was given to the other side. It was Damdeok who was standing.

“It’s not magic.”

Carlos’ gaze turned to Damdeok again.

[…bouncer. You’re so good at interfering. That’s not magic? Then what is it?]

“Well, if I had to say it, is it Tempal?”

[Tem… What?]

Karos looked at Damdeok with a face that looked like he had chewed shit.

Damdeok was grinning and slowly putting his hand back.

As Damdeok, who had a club hanging behind his back, pointed the wooden club forward as if pulling out a sword, Karos’ thick eyebrows twitched again.

[…under? okay. I guess Vermouth just dressed the lion in skin? The cane looks quite thick. What kind of magic is there?]

Damdeok just laughed at Karos’ serious question.

‘A guy called God sees a club and thinks it’s a magic wand. It’s a worldview that is completely crazy about magic.’

Well, it was worth it since I had always used magic that was fast and convenient in addition to being able to produce strong power.

“In the first place, wizards only fight with their mouths? “You talk a lot.”

Carlos was caught in Damdeok’s honest provocation.

[OK. I will destroy your very existence.]

The movement of Karos rushing in like a storm was at a speed that was difficult to react to, no matter how excellent Damdeok’s combat concentration skills were.

But

hey. Crack!

Just before Carlos’s right hand touched Damdeok’s head, Vermouth suddenly appeared and grabbed his right hand.

Karos’ face, whose attack was blocked right in front of him, was distorted.

[Vermouth!! Are you really saying that you will side with a lesser god and fight me?! As the highest god, I am not ashamed of it!!]

Caros let out a loud cry and became excited, but Vermouth paid no attention and grabbed Caros’ arm even harder.

[Say whatever you want. If I can return you back to where you came from, I can join hands with not just a low-level god, but even the lowest-level god.]

[You’re crazy. it’s crazy. Kkeukkeuk, the old man is getting senile…]

Karos’s sarcastic laughter didn’t last long.

In a situation where both Vermouth’s hands were holding onto Karos’ right arm, Damdeok had no intention of letting that golden opportunity pass by.

“You can’t be distracted like that.”

Damdeok’s club hit the spot in an instant and powerfully split the air.

Before Damdeok’s eyes, the effects of the Hercules’ club, which he had been thinking about for a while, appeared.

[Effect: Gives all living creatures a 100% chance of inflicting the abnormal status effect ‘stun’ (※ However, it must be hit exactly on the head).]

Poop!