The Player Hides His Past

Episode 525 A true disaster (3)

Paimon.

The noble Demon King looks at his own imperfect body.

It must have been insufficient.

Even though the entire area was offered as a sacrifice, it was not enough to fully manifest. It’s something that can’t be helped. If all went as planned, wasn’t it a curse that would manifest itself on this earth over several days?

They just didn’t meet my expectations.

“Copper Silver Golder and Primordial Satan.”

Although it did not help my full manifestation.

Nevertheless, I will generously forgive you.

The corners of Paimon’s eyes drew a parabola.

“Thanks to you, I was able to face the perfect you.”

Your voice was heard from the demon world.

“Just as I didn’t forget you, you didn’t forget me either.”

Even if his only intention was to tear himself to pieces, Paimon was happy.

Because even that was part of the evidence.

Paimon’s pupils glowed coolly.

‘Proof that a single ray of light was an obstruction.’

In that sense.

A devil who has nothing insignificant other than the uniqueness of being your flesh and blood.

Pride’s plan wasn’t bad.

There is no need to turn off a single ray of light.

Just let a ray of light go out on its own.

All you have to do is subject Light to a harsh ordeal.

“Is this the land where your light began?”

yet.

Okay.

Paimon’s gaze turned to the limping Pride.

“In recognition of your merits, I will give you one last chance.”

“…?”

Even if it is your own blood.

I can’t tolerate taking away the time to face you.

Paimon declared to the halting Pride.

“Get out of this land.”

“…Ugh!”

Then, Pride’s body, which had not fully recovered, collapsed again in intense pain. If Pride lost half of his vitality after the encounter in the demon world, this time it was only half of that amount.

“It means you should not show any indecency here.”

Now Pride has suffered internal injuries that he can’t even move.

There was no obstacle to Paimon. So even if it was an imperfect manifestation, it was okay. Isn’t the negative energy overflowing here becoming my strength?

Sssss.

From transparent to translucent.

Also in substance.

Paimon looked at the body adorned with gold and silver treasures and then raised his head.

“That sharp gaze is sharper than a blade, my dear.”

It wasn’t a shy analogy. In fact, Paimon was pouring in a considerable amount of magical energy to offset the threatening magical energy.

“That silence is also bitter.”

I guess he doesn’t want to even talk to me.

…Brrr.

Is this an unreasonable impact on an imperfect body?

Or is it because of ecstasy?

Paimon shuddered slightly and continued speaking again.

“But that cold side is also you. I will face it without turning away. Just like you said. Even if you only intend to tear me apart, if that is your will…”

The golden pupils sparkled with madness.

“I will tear myself to death for you.”

Gugugugugung…!

And then the change began. The momentum pouring out of Paimon has changed. Even if they were players who couldn’t understand a single word because they were at different levels.

“Has it started? Final boss raid…!!”

“…It’s no joke to feel intimidated.”

“Hey, someone try to beat me up!” “Come to your senses!!”

So much so that I could sense the change in the air.

sparkle.

Soon the vision blinks.

[The Ninth Throne Demon King ‘Noble Paimon’ changes the field. The golden scent of the realm of eternal gold adds golden color to your five senses.] I

couldn’t read the mosaiced front sentence properly, but I can guess it just from the back content. Analyst Nam Cheol-min shouted to everyone listening to his signal.

-There is an abnormality in the Ten Seas. Everyone, don’t lose your senses!!

At those words, someone gritted their teeth and someone searched through their inventory and took out a bottle of unique potion that they had saved. Someone else activated a skill by slapping their own cheek.

But it was all meaningless action.

“What is that…?”

The gap is bigger than that between ants and elephants.

Even if the ant responds to the elephant’s actions by any means possible. Unless the elephant stumbles over my foot. Because ants could never survive.

It was a door.

A huge gate made of gold and jewels rises above Jeju Island.

It was slowly descending from the curse.

From the time when Arcana was just a game.

As a ranker, I will use my experience dealing with numerous monsters.

Hisagi narrowed his eyes.

‘…What’s beyond the door?’

I couldn’t even guess.

Is it a weapon or a military unit, or is it a mass of powerful magical power that will blow away Jeju Island without a trace? Even though he constantly shakes his head, he never lets go of his doubts.

“You shouldn’t believe everything you see.”

“What do you mean, snake eyes?”

“Have you all seen the system message?”

“…!!”

Yes.

Didn’t the system message that doesn’t lie warn you?

Your five senses have already been overlaid with the color of golden fragrance.

Chireung.

Hisagi said, pulling out his magic spear.

“Could you be a little more direct? This means that no matter what comes out beyond that door, we must not back down. Even if you are filled with fear, it is probably an illusion caused by a condition.”

Nam Taemin snorted and answered.

“I was wondering why you were acting like that, but you were just trying to say something like that? “I’m sorry, but if I had planned to run away at some point, I wouldn’t have even set foot on Jeju Island in the first place!”

It wasn’t just the three guild masters of the grand alliance.

Even if you were bewitched by the golden light.

Everyone in Jeju Island did not back down from the door of Golden Hyang.

Sigh.

When everyone’s attention was focused.

Slowly, the door to Golden Fragrance began to open.

Paimon’s lips twitched as the door opened.

“Will you listen, my dear? “A story about the beauty of Golden Fragrance.”

I knew it.

No answer came back.

Paimon continued speaking without paying attention.

“If you have an aesthetic sense that is looking at the same place as mine, you will be able to understand the scent of gold. “Of course, I have no intention of showing my treasures to such trash.”

Not only what you see, but also what you hear and feel.

Their senses had already been blocked by golden light.

So wouldn’t it be okay?

Paimon continued speaking, looking only at Granfell.

“The artwork that will kick off the grand opening would be ‘Rain’s Scream,’ which unfailingly demonstrates its aesthetic sense. “It is a painting drawn with blood on the feet of an animal struggling in pain, so it can literally be said to be a painting filled with vitality.”

The gaze moves to Jeju Island, covered in appropriate magic.

“Wouldn’t it be even more beautiful if a famous painting were added to this landscape?”

thud.

Eventually, the door to Golden Fragrance was completely opened.

As I said a moment ago.

The order was already decided in Paimon’s mind.

After drawing a rough sketch using ‘Rain’s Scream’.

Exhibition of works of art with even deeper colors.

A ray of light will completely cover this land where it began.

“I thought you would understand.”

El Dorado.

There were many people who attempted to peek inside.

Close by was the gentle Barbatos, the demon king of the eighth throne. However, even the mediator of the demon world with a high level of understanding could not understand Paimon’s aesthetic sense.

-“It’s terrible, you’re a terrible being, Paimon…!!”

High level demon lord.

Honorable Paimon.

Because the noble being’s perspective was on a different level from that of other demons.

But at this moment, Paimon’s face was filled with joy.

“I believed you wouldn’t turn a blind eye.”

So even more so.

‘I will make it so that you cannot return.’

A ray of light.

I had to completely extinguish its existence. As that bastard Pride said, we had to deny the land itself where the light originated and make it impossible for the light to return.

“Then the next piece of art is….”

As planned.

Paimon was about to take out the next piece of art.

He suddenly opened his mouth.

“No. “Before that, I want to hear your impressions?”

It was simply curiosity.

My golden scent.

If only you fully understood my aesthetic sense.

It was an expectation as to what kind of review would be made.

The end of waiting for eons.

Finally, Paimon.

Because it was an encounter with an equal being.

Paimon’s lips tremble.

“Any sentiment is welcome. Any criticism, even if it is your own, is welcome.”

Eventually, Granfell’s lips began to move as if in response.

However, Paimon’s face, which was full of joy, turned pale.

It didn’t take long.

“□□.”

…what?

“…That girl?”

“□□ □□ □□ □□□.”

I can’t hear your voice…?

I…?

I couldn’t hear my voice.

No, it wasn’t that I couldn’t hear it.

It was unintelligible.

‘…why?’

I have felt this sensation before.

Baal the Clueless, the Demon King of the First Throne.

I felt it the moment I encountered that incomprehensible being.

That was the feeling.

I swallow dry saliva.

‘Could it be that you are on the same level as Baal?’

If it were you, not anyone else.

It wasn’t something I couldn’t understand.

But what I didn’t understand was the consideration that had disappeared.

‘Didn’t you definitely say you were going to tear me to pieces…?’

He is different from the foolish Baal.

Because you have formality.

Because he has the respect of an aristocrat.

Didn’t you speak in a way that I could understand?

But why come now?

Are you telling me things I don’t understand, honey?

‘…for a moment.’

That wasn’t the only question.

‘It’s too quiet.’

The effect of ‘Rain’s Scream’ was not appearing. The miscellaneous things that had previously had to stamp their feet as if dancing in pain were looking up at the sky without any problems.

“what…?”

But like I said, the doubts didn’t last long.

“!”

This was because it came into Paimon’s field of vision.

Huge grip.

Open door.

When the Golden Fragrance door opened, it was not Paimon’s artwork that was revealed. It was as if he had butchered all such works of art with his own hands. Hands soaked in blood.

It was the hand of the first foolish demon king, Baal.

Paimon stutters.

“Ba Baal. why…?”

A puzzle is put together in my head.

The reason I couldn’t understand your words.

It was like that.

“…Wasn’t that what you said to me?!”

But Paimon could not finish his sentence.

Baal’s grip.

This was because Paimon’s body was snatched.

“…Oof!”

I couldn’t even struggle.

With just the pressure of his grip, the body of the Ten Pillars collapses horribly.

Paimon had an intuition.

‘I will die like this.’

But the moment of death.

What passed through Paimon’s mind was not a flash of the past.

It was the future.

Your future, not yourself.

Even in a world without me.

Can you be free from the light?

Paimon, who was suffering, smiled.

“…iced coffee. “My dear.”

Crack.

As Baal’s grip tightened, Paimon disintegrated into flesh.

A split second while consciousness remains.

Paimon finished his final thoughts.

‘I guess it’s possible.’

I did.

This was your picture, Baal.

I am at the moment of death.

I finally understood Baal’s meaning.

Ecstasy envelops the torn flesh.

‘You inspired me until the end…!!’

*

Granfell said.

“Baal was my prey.”

However, Baal’s hand is still like prey.

He grabbed Paimon and exploded it.

Just like that, the prey disappeared.

The object to be torn apart has disappeared.

Granfell said.

“He was someone who should have been killed more painfully than anyone else. But he didn’t show any regret. “You brought such death to your own people.”

then.

“Please pay for your sins.”

A deeper and deeper feeling of appropriateness stirred.

To devour Baal.

If only I could devour Baal.

As if it doesn’t matter if something else gets involved.

It started to overflow.

It was then.

Shuuuung.

Prosnax released his polymorph and took flight.

It was because it was reflected in the dragon’s eyes.

If things continue like this, what will happen to this land?

But even Bingryong’s flight was meaningless.

“!”

It was just a matter of being touched by the appropriate magic power. Because the dragon skin began to melt like ice. But what was more shocking than that fact was the sight.

“Dark Dragon…”

It wasn’t facing them in the first place.

That view is only.

Because I was only staring at Baal.

It was then.

Baal’s hand began to disappear.

It seems like the goal has already been achieved.

It had scattered without a trace.

“…?!!”

But no one could be happy.

The object has disappeared.

then.

Where will this vast amount of appropriate horsepower be directed?

…Sch.

As if to answer such questions.

Granfell’s callous gaze was directed towards Jeju Island.

An indescribable fear.

Jeju Island.

Korea.

It enveloped the whole world.