Raided The God’S Warehouse [EN]: Chapter 608

Nephilim’s reaction further solidified Se-woon’s conjecture.

The spire, known as the Throne, housed none other than the Keys of Solomon.

Specifically, the second chapter, known as *Ars Theurgia-Goetia*, or the Book of Spiritualism (a grimoire focused on summoning spirits), as opposed to the first chapter, known as the Book of Demonic Arts.

‘Was this what Lucifer was looking for?’

Lucifer’s plan pieced together in Se-woon’s mind like a puzzle.

The Book of Spiritualism.

Though now known as the Demon God of Pride, Lucifer, befitting his title as a fallen angel, was originally an angel, not a demon.

Being an angel of high rank, it was no surprise he knew about the Book of Spiritualism.

‘If the Book of Spiritualism falls into Lucifer’s hands, it’s no wonder the Divine-Demonic War will break out.’

The Book of Spiritualism in the hands of a Demon God.

While the Book of Spiritualism alone couldn’t control angels, it could at least render them incapacitated.

Whether Lucifer attacked the Celestial Realm or the Celestial Realm attacked Lucifer to retrieve the Book of Spiritualism, war would break out either way.

Depending on the alliances, the Celestial Realm would summon the forces of the righteous gods, and Lucifer would summon the forces of the evil gods.

That was the Divine-Demonic War.

It was the war Se-woon remembered from before his regression.

“Does that answer your question? Now, shall I regale you with tales of valor?”

Metatron brought up the important topic and then changed the subject as if the conversation was over.

However, neither Se-woon nor Blake had any intention of listening to tales of valor.

Especially Blake, unlike Se-woon, who was contemplating how to bring up the next topic, didn’t try to beat around the bush with his goal in sight.

“Where is the key?”

“That is not for challengers to concern themselves with.”

“No, I want only one thing. That key.”

Blake stated his goal directly.

Sometimes he seemed flexible, but at times like this, he could be incredibly stubborn.

Why did Blake follow Lucifer’s words so closely? His loyalty was incomprehensible.

“…Haa, did you come here seeking the key? Is the challenger beside you the same?”

“Yes.”

With the situation escalating this far, Se-woon couldn’t back out either.

As they both nodded, Metatron rose from his seat and sighed.

“Why not reconsider now? A divine gift awaits those of you invited to the Throne as challengers.”

“My goal is one. Only the key.”

“Must you seek the key, even with glory before you?”

When Blake nodded without hesitation, Metatron sighed once more, pinched his forehead, and shook his head.

“I was hoping to spend a pleasant time listening to the challengers’ tales of valor, but…”

Whoosh!

Flames erupted from Metatron’s body.

As the flames subsided, he was clad in sturdy heavy armor instead of light robes.

The flame in his hand transformed into a thick two-handed sword, and partial armor covered the wings on his back.

“It seems I must greet you not as Metatron the proxy, but as Metatron the guardian of the Throne.”

Thud.

He plunged his sword into the floor.

Then, the angels who had been attending to him, setting and clearing the table, all armed themselves simultaneously.

They were all Metatron’s soldiers.

In other words, Se-woon and Blake’s enemies.

“Se-woon. I apologize, but will you assist me?”

“Of course.”

Se-woon and Blake drew their respective weapons.

* * *

Clang!

The angels’ weapons rained down on them in the audience chamber.

Their appearance of setting and clearing the table seemed completely detached from combat, but not now.

Forming ranks like migratory birds in flight, they moved fluidly as one, attacking Se-woon and Blake.

A more systematic movement than any army.

They were not mere servants, but true soldiers.

“Why not give up now and boast of your valor? I shall forgive your impudence with my vast generosity.”

“I’ll pass.”

Clang!

“I am well aware of your exceptional skills.”

A white dagger flew toward Metatron, who had opened his arms wide as if to bestow mercy.

A dagger thrown, aiming for a vital spot while concealing its presence, amidst a confrontation with dozens of cherubic angels.

It was certainly threatening, but Metatron easily deflected the incoming dagger.

Then, he led his heavy body and slowly walked to join the battle.

‘It’s more inconvenient than I thought without the Authority [divine power].’

The Authority of Envy would be perfect when facing so many enemies, and strong enemies like Metatron.

Now that the connection with the Demon Gods was severed, he couldn’t use any Authority, such as Envy, Sloth, or Wrath.

The only power available to Se-woon was Mammon’s Treasure Vault, which had completely passed to him, not Mammon’s Authority.

And the power of Fear, Frenzy, and Destruction residing in the Stigmata [a mark of divine favor or curse].

The bigger problem was Blake.

“Can you fight?”

“Of course. Se-woon.”

Blake.

He was fully receiving and using Lucifer’s power.

If the connection with Lucifer was severed, he wouldn’t be able to receive divinity, so he wouldn’t be able to use the power he showed in the previous trial… or so I thought.

Flap!

Blake spread his sun-red wings wide, firing hundreds of feathers.

The cherubic angels stopped in unison to block the feathers, and some were hit by the feathers without being able to react.

“Lord Lucifer has already foreseen this situation.”

His Stigmata was filled with Lucifer’s divinity.

From the start, this place was practically Lucifer’s destination, so he seemed to have empowered his apostle in advance before the connection was severed as he approached his destination.

On the other hand, Se-woon’s divinity didn’t have enough space for the divinity of other Demon Gods to reside.

That was why this difference arose.

Does that mean Se-woon couldn’t exert his power?

Absolutely not.

– The Treasure Vault of Greed has been opened.

[ Little Demon, Azoth ]

– The Alchemist Paracelsus’s Sword. It is said that demons transformed into bird shapes live in the hilt of the sword.

The power of Azoth dwelling in Durendal.

As Se-woon swung his sword, the dark energy extending from the hilt to the blade transformed into the shape of a bird and spread forward.

One, two, three, four.

The birds, shot out incessantly, swept through the cherubic angels, forming a flock beyond a mere group.

“Se-woon, isn’t that also the Authority of a Demon God? Did you also receive divinity in advance?”

“Similar.”

There was no reason to explain in detail, nor was there time to explain.

Because Metatron sprang out from the gap where the cherubic angels were panicking and swung his massive greatsword.

Thud!

“It may not be as fun as tales of valor… but I hope you can at least entertain me with your bodies.”

“If I defeat you, can I get the key?”

“There is no need to answer. After all, you will not be able to defeat me.”

The strength to the point where his wrist ached.

But that wasn’t the problem.

As if to prove that his sword was made of flames, it emitted scorching heat.

Just facing the sword was enough to burn flesh and crush lungs.

Of course, it didn’t work on Se-woon, who had absorbed Demon God blood.

“You endure my heat? Indeed, you can be called a challenger who has come this far.”

“It’s hot, so I need to cool down the heat first.”

Blue streams of water rippled from Se-woon’s sword, who had completed the incantation in an instant.

– According to the mysteries of the Black Tower, the power of ‘Sea Blast’ is enhanced.

A tidal wave of the ocean spewed towards Metatron.

Along with it, the cherubic angels who had just regained their senses were also swept away by the tidal wave.

Having lived high above the clouds and seen the sea of clouds, but never having experienced the real sea, all the angels swept away by the tidal wave struggled with their wings, unable to withstand the water pressure contained in the tidal wave.

However.

Sizzle!

“Impossible. My heat represents the passion of God, so it is impossible to extinguish it.”

Sea Blast.

The strongest water-based attack magic of the Blue Tower, which summons a tidal wave of the ocean and sweeps away everything in sight.

A whopping 8th circle magic was spewed out right in front of him, but not a single drop touched Metatron’s body.

All the tidal waves that tried to touch his body transformed into steam and scattered in all directions.

Overwhelming heat.

Metatron was a more powerful being than any monster Se-woon had faced so far.

‘At this rate… at least a 3rd rank, no, a 2nd rank angel or higher.’

There’s no way a being who can receive 8th circle magic without any impact is a light existence.

The angelic hierarchy consists of ranks 1 through 9.

Unless they belong to the 2nd rank angel, Cherubim, it is impossible to receive Sea Blast without any impact.

Frankly, I was even suspicious that he might be a 1st rank angel, but Se-woon shook his head and denied it.

‘If he’s 1st rank, I can’t win.’

The most powerful beings among angels, those called 1st rank angels or Seraphim.

That includes Michael, Raphael, Gabriel, and Uriel, known as the Four Archangels.

No matter how strong Se-woon had become, he couldn’t defeat the Four Archangels, who had surpassed the standards of demigods, so if Metatron was a 1st rank angel, there was no way to defeat him in a situation where even the Authority of the Demon Gods was blocked.

‘Exclude it.’

You can’t fight while thinking about the worst-case scenario.

Assume that Metatron is a 2nd rank angel or lower.

Honestly, even if he was a 2nd rank angel, they were beings who had reached the level of demigods, so I don’t know if I can win in my current state, but I’ll exclude all the worst-case scenarios and use the best possible moves.

“Blake!”

“I’ll take care of all the small fries.”

“No, I’ll take care of the small fries. Just hold that guy for a bit.”

“Understood, Se-woon.”

I acknowledge Blake’s speed.

If it’s the wings and daggers he wields with lightning-fast speed, he can quickly take care of the cherubic angels, but.

– According to the mysteries of the Black Tower, the power of ‘Frozen Tempest’ is enhanced.

Se-woon had magic.

Against so many enemies, there was nothing stronger than large-scale magic.

Whoooo-!

A cold wind filled the interior of the spire.

The bodies of the cherubic angels, who had been soaked in the current due to Sea Blast, froze solid.

If they were other enemies, the situation would have ended with this, but the opponents are angels, even if they look like that.

As Metatron’s soldiers, they are not opponents who will end with this.

– Through internal energy, the sixth form of the Blood Wolf Sword Technique, Blood Wolf Incense Smoke, is enhanced.

Se-woon swings his sword. Each time, the afterimage of the wolf that spreads out shatters the frozen cherubic angels.

The afterimage of the wolf fills the spire.

The floor of the beautiful spire, made of gold and covered with a wide red carpet, is filled with ice fragments created by the cherubic angels being shattered.

“Se-woon!”

“I’ll join you now.”

Blake, who had been facing Metatron with his signature lightning-like speed, called for help.

No matter how strong he was, it seemed difficult for him to face Metatron alone.

‘How did I face Metatron before the regression?’

Blake is strong.

His Stigmata is filled with Lucifer’s power, so ordinary enemies can’t be Blake’s opponents.

However, Metatron is even stronger than that. He is not an opponent that Blake can win even if he unleashes the power of the Stigmata.

He is maintaining such a tense confrontation even while joining forces with Se-woon, but before the regression, Blake faced Metatron alone?

It doesn’t make sense.

Something is strange, but…

‘Securing the key takes priority.’