Player Who Became A Constellation [EN]: Chapter 145

The Player Who Became a Constellation – 145

145

A wing flutters.

An angel.

That image comes to mind.

Pearly white skin, dressed in pearly white robes.

Holding a white spear in his hand, with black and white wings on his back, his appearance was so beautiful that one might mistake him for an angel.

But that word was sure to be transformed into the word ‘demon’.

Because.

‘My body… won’t move….’

Fear crushed Cancun’s body.

A chill runs down her spine.

The moment she made eye contact with that being, the fear of ‘death’ was automatically engraved within her.

The ‘angel’ sent an arrogant gaze as if looking at a lowly human.

「Beautiful. I like to eat beautiful things.」

He smiles.

「Become my sacrifice.」

Cancun closes her mouth.

Did that angel, no, that demon, just speak to her?

Amidst the bewilderment, Cancun’s eyes sharpened as she looked at it.

A terribly strong smell of blood emanated from the beautiful angel’s appearance.

Just how many people… did he devour?

「Hmm, can’t you speak? Ah, no. Are you frozen and unable to move due to the nobility of this body? Well, it’s only natural that ordinary humans can’t move when they see me-.」

“Move.”

「……!!」

The angel looked at Cancun with a surprised expression.

She spoke?

Does she possess the mental strength to open her mouth even after seeing him?

Ordinary humans freeze in fear when they see his appearance.

Even those praised as ‘heroes’ among humans have their movements restricted.

“Move…!”

Sweat forms on Cancun’s forehead.

Veins popped out on her forehead and neck.

She forcibly moves her body.

The angel felt his body stiffen.

‘Am I…?’

A chill ran down his spine.

‘Am I feeling fear?’

It was then.

Light erupted from Cancun’s holy sword, Brutgang.

「You, you’re no ordinary human-!!」

‘Flash!’ A flash of light split the atmosphere.

The angel’s wings were cut off by the flash.

***

“Monk! Where are you going?”

The soldiers shouted at the monk.

The monk used a rope to descend into the underground waterway with his emaciated body.

“Haa… haa….”

It’s unpleasant.

He looked at the sewage that reached up to his chest, and it was hard to even breathe because of the terrible stench.

He was the only monk in the territory that Baron Langa cherished.

If something big happened to him, they would have to take responsibility.

In the end, the soldiers had no choice but to climb down into the underground waterway using ropes.

The monk waded through the sewage and moved forward.

‘…My faith has been betrayed.’

The corruption of the Holy King Palis.

The center that led the Azelan Order collapsed first, and its color turned black.

‘What am I supposed to believe in now!’

The monk stroked the area around his chest where the monk’s letter was, with a trembling expression.

‘Is there no god in this world?’

The existence of constellations may just be fiction.

‘Then what the hell am I doing this for….’

Because the Azelan Constellation existed, there was good, ethics and morals, discipline, and laws and principles could be established.

But if the Azelan Constellation is just a fictional being created by the Holy Order to maintain power….

‘This world is a lie.’

The monk felt the depths of his heart turning black.

‘…What if there is no Azelan Constellation and only demons exist….’

A ‘demon’ was witnessed in this territory.

It killed livestock and kidnapped people with great power.

Could that being be a divine being?

That being might be the object to correct the tilted faith….

“Gasp-!”

The monk was startled and recited a passage from the Bible.

It was because he felt his wicked heart. But even after repeatedly reciting the passage, he did not feel relieved.

“Ah….”

It was when emptiness settled in a corner of his heart.

Bright light was felt at the end of the underground sewer passage.

A sacred energy.

‘Divine power?!’

The monk felt goosebumps.

It was clearer and more sacred than any divine power he had ever seen in his life.

Is this the power that the barbarian woman wielded?

Such divine power from a barbarian!

‘The North worships the Constellation of Sin.’

“…….”

The monk recalled a story he had heard in the past.

The Nordics of the North called him the ‘Constellation of Sin’ and praised him, referring to the real existence.

‘If it’s the Constellation of Sin….’

The monk had read ancient literature in the past.

A forgotten constellation.

A being created by the Azelan Constellation to judge the fallen constellations.

But that fact was deeply hidden by the Holy Order [a religious organization].

‘That can’t be.’

To confirm his faith, the monk walked through the underground waterway as if possessed. Behind him, the soldiers struggled to follow.

And they were able to witness it.

Bang-!!

「Y-you damn woman-!」

The monk’s eyes widened.

He sees an ‘angel’ with huge wings in front of him.

The monk’s eyes were fixed on the wings.

Pearly white wings and cut black wings.

‘Black wings?’

In the Azelan Order’s literature, black wings meant ‘the fallen’.

The symbol of the fallen ‘angels’ who rebelled against Azelan, the father and mother who created this world, and enjoyed a feast of blood by cutting out their flesh.

They are.

“A, a demon!”

It was a demon.

And he saw someone rushing towards it and wielding a sword.

It was a knight dispatched from the North.

Even without wings, she easily climbed the wall and swung her sword.

A flash of light flickers.

When she wields the sword of light, the demon barely blocks it with a spear.

The sight was truly bizarre.

It was like a battle between an angel and a demon that would appear in a fairy tale.

Everyone held their breath and watched their magnificent spectacle.

Every time she swung her sword and it collided with the spear, light particles like snow scattered everywhere.

Light spread and brightened the underground waterway, which had been surrounded by darkness.

The missing people from the slums stared at the scene as if possessed.

They reach out their hands.

When the particles of light touched their hands, their injured wounds healed.

The disease is cured and their bodies become lighter.

“Ah….”

“Angel…!”

As their cries were heard, the monk felt a thrill.

“Ahhh….”

Some people were seen shedding tears.

In fact, they were despairing deep in their hearts.

The faith they had devoted their lives to had faded, the reality was cruel, and there was no future.

But now, the woman in front of them appeared before them.

The corruption of the Holy King and the disappearance of the Pope.

And then the invasion of other countries and the believers who were corrupted by greed.

A proper life in this territory, full of frustration and despair, was not guaranteed either.

She appeared like a lie at the edge of the cliff of despair, where they didn’t know when or how they would end up.

They witnessed the sublime miracle emanating from the woman.

She was like a savior who came to save them.

Like a saint in the Bible.

***

「Damn it!」

The angel gritted his teeth.

The attack of the woman in front of him was relentless.

He was even taken aback when she ran up the wall and charged at him.

Good heavens, is that the physical ability a human can produce!

Besides, that divine power is gradually intensifying!

The angel staggered.

It was difficult to fly properly because the woman cut off his wings with her sword at first.

‘It’s not healing either. What the hell… is that sword?!’

The angel gritted his teeth.

To be pushed back this much by a human. It’s a disgrace.

How much would the other ‘angels’ laugh at him if they saw him?

It was then.

Cancun’s eyes flashed.

As her blue eyes glowed, a brilliant light emanated from her sword.

「Dangerous…!」

A terribly powerful divine power was contained in the sword.

If that is wielded, this entire underground waterway, this space he created with shadows, will collapse.

「Wait, weren’t you here to save those humans!?」

Cancun paused.

「If you use that big technique to kill me, the humans there will all die.」

Accordingly, the hideous divine power gradually disappeared from the sword of light.

Yes, it worked….

The angel was relieved.

He has to escape now-!

The angel turned his body and headed for another passage in the underground waterway.

“Ah?!”

The moment Cancun tried to follow, the angel snapped his fingers.

Something was created, spewing out thick black liquid from the ceiling of the wide hall.

A small dragon with bat wings and a snake’s head.

It was a wyvern [a dragon-like creature].

The wyvern flew in to block Cancun’s movements, but it was cut in half by the holy sword.

Cancun looked at the cave passage and turned her head.

“Angel!”

People reaching out their hands and shouting.

Looking at them, she made a bitter expression.

First of all, it seemed like saving them would be the priority.

***

The angel flying through the underground waterway landed on the floor.

Dirty sewage was묻 [묻 is likely a typo and should be묻었, meaning stained] on his body, but he didn’t care.

「Ugh….」

The angel looked at his injured wing.

It was slowly but surely healing.

It looks like it will take 3 days to heal.

‘Damn it, that woman. What the hell is she?’

She’s no ordinary human.

Then-.

‘Does she have a [Divine Artifact]?’

It might be a Divine Artifact of Light.

But that alone does not explain that monstrous physical ability.

Maybe-.

‘Chosen by some constellation….’

The angel, who was moving his steps, stopped abruptly.

“Huh?”

All the monsters he had placed in the underground waterway were dead.

Judging from the traces, it seemed like they were hit in one blow.

The angel raised his head.

And he could see it.

A man walking in the dark with red eyes burning.

The angel’s body froze.

‘My body….’

It didn’t move.

There is only one case like this.

It was when he faced a being of much higher caliber than himself.

Thud, thud.

Finally, a man wearing a crow mask can be seen.

He is holding a huge greatsword in his hand.

He tilts his head and wonders.

“How strange.”

Pause-!

“Hmm, it feels somewhat similar to Valhalla’s undead.”

The angel tried to step back but regained his composure.

It was because he intuitively knew that if he showed his back to the being in front of him, he would be killed on the spot.

Rather…. To have even a little chance of survival.

“A winged human. I don’t think there are any monsters like that. You.”

「Kieaaaaak!」

The angel rushed at him.

He put all his strength into the spear and stabbed.

“An alien?”

Loki moved slightly and lightly dodged the spear.

And he swung the greatsword from bottom to top, beheading the angel.

Splash!

The angel’s body sank slowly into the sewage in vain.

The head also falls onto the sewage.

「A mo, monster… like…」

The severed head speaks.

“Ah…, it’s not just simple ink? To be alive even after being beheaded. Is it not a creature of this world after all?”

Loki realized and grabbed his head.

If he had known this would happen, he would have just cut off his limbs.

Loki grabbed the angel’s head and lifted it up.

The angel’s eyes rolled back and eventually closed.

He is dead.

“…What is this guy’s identity?”

Well, seeing how weak he is, it must be nothing.

Loki held the head and walked in the direction the angel had flown from.

And he witnessed a bizarre sight.

Cancun looking embarrassed.

And people praying towards her.

Among them was the monk who sprinkled salt.

***

“Thank you! Thank you so much! I can’t believe there really was a demon!”

Baron Langa bowed his head to Cancun several times to express his gratitude and handed over the commission fee.

Cancun received the money bag and looked to the side.

An empty seat next to her.

Loki left the meeting with Baron Langa to Cancun and left his seat.

“…I know this demon.”

Loki, who was interested in the monk’s words, followed him.

It was a natural thing.

Cancun was also seeing that being for the first time.

More than anything, there would be no monster that could speak human language, force people to pray, and devour them as sacrifices, even if you searched the entire continent.

‘…Was it a new variant? Or maybe a crazy black magician made him a chimera [a creature with mixed parts]?’

That seemed more plausible than an angel or a demon.

“Thank you. If you have any requests in the future, please send a letter to Asgard at any time.”

“Yes? Ah, yes. Of course. I will request it before anywhere else!”

Baron Langa smiled.

Cancun felt a strange feeling at the sight.

It was because Baron Langa’s actions now felt softer than when they first met.

The extremely wary atmosphere had disappeared, and rather, it was a welcoming atmosphere.

It seemed that this incident had quite a big impact.

In fact, Baron Langa’s changed attitude was due to the monk.

‘It was a demon.’

There really was a demon in the underground waterway.

The soldiers dragged the corpse out of the underground waterway, and Baron Langa was able to confirm it with his own two eyes.

A human figure, but with wings.

In addition, he is said to have handled beasts and monsters made of an unknown black ink.

It was an existence he had never heard of or seen in his life.

The monk said.

‘It was a spell cast by the fallen demons in the Bible!’

The corruption of the Holy King shook even the faithful Baron Langa.

But the demons in the Bible existed, and

More than anything-.

‘The saint appeared.’

Since the saint who hunts the demon appeared, faith in the existence of the Azelan Constellation arose a little.

Baron Langa swallowed dry saliva and looked at Cancun in front of him.