Academy’s Weapon Replicator

Chapter 154 Hunger

There was already a large pile of messages in front of the text.

[Main quest occurs.]

[Subquest occurs.]

[Subquest, ‘Lily’s Knight’ completed.]

[Complete the main quest, ‘The Demon of Agoris’.]

[Main Quest, ‘The Demon of Constellation… …]

[Subquest, … … .]

[main…….]

There is so much content that it is overwhelming to check it all.

The internet went down and then came back up again, and all the messages that had been piling up came pouring in all at once.

“… … .”

Just looking at the title, it’s definitely about something that happened in the past. Just looking at the title somehow brought back memories.

But with so much going on, the content on the smartwatch keeps getting updated, so it naturally got pushed back.

[An error occurred.]

That phrase I first read.

I read the rest of it.

[The rewards from the previous quest have accumulated, and the reward measurement will start again after the period has passed.]

[Measurement completed.]

[Transcendence grade rewards will be paid.]

Transcendence grade rewards that existed in the past as well.

At that time, I subdued all the leaders of Indus in the quest, killed Heldre, and opened the possibility of Renzo’s conversion to good. Including all of that, I received the Transcendence grade.

What on earth will it be this time?

I tried it.

[An error occurred.]

“what?”

From there, I was so dumbfounded that I started to scream without realizing it.

[Cybel’s awakening has been confirmed.]

[Hestia’s joining has been confirmed.]

[Moirai’s death has been confirmed.]

[The opening of the world of salvation has been confirmed.]

This time, a bunch of new notifications came out again.

It seemed to be a different notification from the quest I did, and it wasn’t related to the quest.

When such notifications have passed several times.

[All the gears are meshed.]

The content of the smartwatch has a different tone than before.

[Frontier de Roach.]

For the first time, a notification mentioned my name.

No, I─

[You have to decide who you are.]

“!”

A message that seems to know everything.

It’s spine-chilling.

Moreover, this tone. It’s just a sentence, but for some reason it reminded me of Joan of Arc.

[After going through all the arrangements, you have arrived here.]

[You have completed all quests except one.]

[You now have only one quest left.]

“Just one thing?”

I asked myself.

It was probably just good timing.

[You already know this quest.]

The message seemed to answer me.

And the message that emerges.

[Main Quest: Change of Fate]

• Description: You know the end of humanity. Save humanity and change fate.

“……under.”

I burst out laughing.

This quest is the first quest I received when I came to this world.

The first main quest.

Is this my final quest?

Well, let’s say you get it.

“Just give me some compensation.”

We have some things piling up right now.

* * *

Loki.

A giant from a previous era and a central figure who opposed the gods.

Belphegor felt his aura in this lump.

“Okay. Now let’s go to Satan.”

I guess that’s the end of it.

Belphegor returned the way he had come without any regrets.

As he walked past Lazor, Lazor just blankly stared at his back.

“What are you doing? Follow me.”

“Oh, yes. Yes.”

Lazor followed awkwardly.

Seriously, you came all the way here just to give that lump a hand?

Looking at Belphegor’s appearance, it seems to be true.

“Are you really going to Satan?”

“of course.”

Belphegor nodded.

But the corners of her mouth still had a smile on them.

Those eyes were surprisingly cold.

When Baal attacked Baalzebub.

The moment the two met each other’s eyes, what would happen next was already known.

‘Eclectics!’

Demonic powers fired at each other.

The two forces collide, collide, and expand to upset each other’s balance.

naturally.

Kukukukukuku… … !

Draws the two into the world of Pantemonium.

A land of flowing lava and ghosts. Countless blades falling from the sky to the ground.

The world of Bael.

Desecrated statues and temples. Corpses lying on them. Bloody eyes. Swarms of flies clinging to the corpses.

This is Baalzebub’s world.

“You’re foolish, Bael.”

Baalzebub said, “My already long hair grew endlessly when I came to Pantemonium.

“You want to start a fight here?”

Baalzebub’s cold murderous intent.

Even though he has lost a significant amount of his strength, it is different here.

Baalzebub, once a god, but at least within this pantheon his power is different.

“… … .”

Bael pointed at Baalzebub without saying a word.

His world sympathizes with him, pouring out everything it has to Baalzebub.

Lava pours down, blades fly, and evil spirits swarm Baalzebub.

“joy.”

Baalzebub folded his arms and watched the things approaching him.

He didn’t lift a finger,

Thud─

One of the statues in the temple struck down his fist.

That’s it.

hook.

Just by that, everything that came near was blown away like dust.

“Your world is worthless, Bael.”

Baalzebub looked around with a leisurely gaze.

Lava, ghosts, and that blade is a guillotine? There are only terrifying images, but the world is unified and unstable.

“Bael. You are nothing more than a dregs that fell away from me. You are not fit to hold a proper world.”

“……nice.”

Baal laughed at Baalzebub’s obvious insult.

Fronde said something similar.

─You are the king of hell. Then this must be the scene of hell. Isn’t it? What hell are you talking about where you reign as king?

─This is nowhere. Well, there’s lava and death, noisy ghosts, blades falling like guillotines, corpses crawling out of the lava. Hell can’t possibly be this chaotic.

Bael imitated hell.

Because he is the king of hell, and yet he does not know hell.

If it’s Baalzebub, you’ll know. I have memories of the time when I was Baal.

But Bael is different.

When Baalzebub attempted to separate the souls.

In fact, Bael was no different from having been born at that time.

“Pantemonium is a battle to measure the rank of each soul.”

Baalzebub said,

“You can’t beat me here. If you saw what I just saw, you’d know. Your attacks won’t work on me.”

As Baalzebub said, every attack Bael could make in this world was just shattered by a single punch.

‘… … But still.’

Better than Frontier.

Baalzebub doesn’t even pretend to ward off the oncoming attack.

Frondior took the full brunt of Bael’s attack, but his face was calm as if nothing had happened.

That’s the real horror.

“As you said, Baalzebub.”

Bael said.

“You have lost your strength, and I have lost my dignity. As you said, I am at a disadvantage here. To defeat you, it would have been better to endure Eclectis and fight in reality.”

Bael bent his knees as he spoke.

He stared blankly at the lava boiling beneath his feet, then put his hand in.

Chiik─

There is a horrible sound of my hand getting soaked in lava.

“… … ?”

Baalzebub looked at it, wondering why it was so strange.

Rather than saying that Bael’s behavior is strange,

To the question of why one’s own world is wounded.

“I know this is right.”

Bael took out his hand from the lava. His hand was burnt to the point of being cooked. Bael clenched and unclenched his damaged hand.

“It doesn’t matter who wins or loses now. We have to go back to how things were.”

Baal and Baalzebub. Two who should have originally been one.

Now is the time to return to unity, Bael said.

“Even if I lose you in the process?”

Baalzebub looked down at Bael with an arrogant gaze.

The one who originally had the awareness that he was Baal was Baalzebub. Bael did not have that.

Baalzebub is confident that he will never lose in this fight.

“Yes.”

That is why Bael said.

“Even if you lose me. It has to be this way.”

“… … Good. Anyway, this is Pantemonium. It’s a prison where you’ll be trapped forever unless one of you disappears.”

Baalzebub’s eyes lit up.

Boom! Kwung!

Statues falling from the sky. All of them are images of Baal. Statues created by his worshippers long ago.

But now the statue is bleeding, and all who worship him have turned into corpses.

Crunch!

This time, what was thrown into the ground was a corpse.

No, it was making a weird sound until it hit the ground.

Boom! Crunch! Crunch!

Corpses falling one after another.

No, they were human before they touched the ground.

They fell from the sky to the ground in countless numbers, making a dry sound that was neither scream nor shout.

The sound ‘Ah’.

The dry ‘ah’s’ gather together and fall,

aaa …

The sound bounces off the ground.

This is the gift of the Holy Spirit, speaking in tongues, given by Baal.

Just death for worship.

Baal, the god and the devil.

Now his worship is only accomplished through death.

‘indeed.’

Bael saw the sight of countless humans falling.

Humans who actually existed sometime in the distant past.

Are they bound to the world of Baal, trapped in the endless shackles of falling worship?

‘This is what it must be like to be in hell.’

Bam! Crunch!

Corpses continue to fall, expanding Baal’s domain.

The place where the corpses fell becomes a strange area of ​​power, pushing the landscape of Bael away.

Neither his lava, nor his wraith, nor his mere falling corpse can come near him.

“Are you ready, Bael?”

Kugu palace!

Immediately after Baalzebub spoke.

Corpses suddenly began to fall around Bael.

“Ah, ahh… … . aaah… … .”

Some of them, the ones that are not dead, crawl towards Bael, trembling.

They are not zombies. They are real people, even if they are a creation of fantasy.

Just on the verge of death.

“ah…….”

And before long, the axis sags.

puck!

There is another human on top of it.

Crunch!

And above that.

People on the verge of death are piled up like that.

Bael literally had the stench of death building up around him.

“Ah …

And then.

Urrrr.

Humans who come and cover all of Bael’s sons-in-law.

Even a single ray of light is blocked, and humans devour Bael.

Neither lava nor ghosts could drive them away.

Bael was caught in the clutches of the corpses and was dragged into the darkness.

‘also.’

In his world, no one can defeat Baalzebub.

As Frondier said.

His strength is weak.

─Your hell right now is still just an imitation. It’s nothing more than an old image that humans think of.

When Frondi gave him strength.

Frondier spoke to Bael, who was writhing in pain.

─Stop imitating.

To be honest, at the time I could barely hear it because of the pain of having mana injected.

Now I understand.

─You are not Baal.

When Baal attempted to separate the soul, Bael was the one who tore off his own ‘demon part’.

Baal wanted to become a god, so Bael initially abandoned Baal, saying that he was not his.

So Bael doesn’t need to do that either.

Thud─

“… … ?”

While Bael fell to the pouring corpses.

Baalzebub sees a strange sight.

‘… … lava.’

The lava is disappearing.

The ghosts dispersed, and the split earth began to close again, filling the gap.

Is it because Bael is dying? Is his world disappearing?

‘… … No. The guy’s territory hasn’t been reduced.’

Baalzebub’s eyes narrowed.

At one point, the corpses he worshipped were unable to expand their territory.

I thought we would soon be able to prey on Bael’s territory.

‘Why? He has lost his status as one of the Seven Deadly Sins. There is no way he can compete with me in Pantemonium.’

Boom! Kookung!

This time, a blade.

The guillotine-like blade that had been striking down from above had now lost its power and fallen to the floor.

But one of the blades fell towards Bael,

Crunch─

All the corpses surrounding Bael were cut down, revealing Bael who had been buried.

“!”

“Baalzebub.”

Bael calls his name.

“Do you want to be Baal?”

“… … Of course. What are you talking about?”

“Haha. That’s right. Your original personality is Baal. That’s why you want to eat me after you separate me.”

Bael, the demon of gluttony.

He is a demon suffering from hunger, who wanders around greedily looking for food to fill his stomach.

But that hunger cannot be filled by anything.

Because it’s a hole in the soul.

“But you see, Baalzebub, I have a different opinion.”

“what?”

“I am the demon himself, abandoned by Baal.”

And then.

Shadows approaching from behind Bael.

It wasn’t just one or two, it was dozens or hundreds of eyes, each taking a step forward.

Military.

This is Bael’s army.

“I am not one of the seven deadly sins.”

“You… … !”

Bael finally gathered his forces within his ecclesiastical enclosure.

They are obviously not real demons.

However, in this battle of the souls, Eclectis, he can raise the forces he originally possessed.

Bael means that he has decided what he is.

“I am the number one of the 72 demons.”

Bael’s troops took heavy steps, each picking up the fallen guillotine blade. It became their favorite weapon.

“It’s probably time to level up now.”