Chapter 627

"Ugh... Ugh!"

"Ask him."

"Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!"

-Creak!

Louis Ancton watched with wide eyes as Rudbich broke his sword to endure the pain.

"It's going to hurt."

-Squeak!

As Christina poured an unknown liquid onto Rudbich's shoulder, black smoke began to rise as if something was burning.

"Ugh! Ugh... Ugh!"

Rudbich's exposed right arm was boiling with dark shadows.

He tried to suppress his groans, but his eyes were red and swollen with suppressed moans, and dark blood flowed incessantly from the connection between his right arm and shoulder.

Christina was taking some action on Rudbich's arm with a stern expression, and Anna was using magic to suppress his body so that he couldn't struggle.

-Crack! Crack!

But the magic that bound Rudbich was constantly destroyed and re-cast by the simple physical force emanating from his body.

Louis Ancton, who could not use magic directly, brought the necessary reagents, medicines, and scrolls to Christina and Anna in a timely manner.

"Ugh... Ugh... Ugh!"

"Just a little more, it'll be over soon."

It was unbearable pain for a human.

Rudbich's mind was being pushed to the limit, even though he was in a state that made it difficult to react to pain, let alone a lethal dose of painkillers that an ordinary human would have received.

Even if he had received a normal, healthy arm, there would have been a rejection reaction.

But he received a human arm that was not ordinary, and even a black magic-enhanced, strictly speaking, a giant magic arm.

Rudbich was able to endure the excruciating rejection reaction because his vitality was so strange.

Like receiving the protection of some inexplicable force, if it were not for that level of vitality, an ordinary person would have died hundreds of times from the painful rejection reaction that Rudbich was enduring.

Rudbich, of course, and Anna and Christina, who were controlling Rudbich's rejection reaction, were also in a state of sweating all over their bodies before Rudbich's condition returned.

"Are you okay now?"

Looking at Rudbich, who was sweating all over his body without his top on, Christina asked.

"Yeah... I can bear it now."

The three of them knew that Rudbich's words were a lie.

The pain would only be alleviated, never disappear.

It was a situation where Rudbich could always feel the excruciating pain that surpassed the pain of a toothache in the connection between his right arm and shoulder, not just the level of pain where he had to scream.

Rudbich's common right arm was hard to see as a living person's.

And the veins that protruded between his right arm and shoulder were all dark and bloody.

As if the right arm was corroding the flesh. In reality, the poison of the black magic-enhanced right arm was eating away at Rudbich's flesh. He had obtained powerful strength in exchange for it. Christina wiped Rudbich's wet body with a towel treated with medicine and began dressing his right arm. The bandage itself was not an ordinary item. It was a long magic scroll that had been specially treated with medicine and controlled the dark energy of black magic from flowing out. Louis had made it and Anna had realized it. It also served to protect Rudbich's body. Rudbich's rejection cycle was getting shorter and shorter. He had not gained his power through effort, so it was natural to endure the pain. Rudbich had fought alone as the only living human in the battle of Sononosia. No one had been sacrificed in this battle. That alone might have made him useful. He had done something. So even if he died in vain, it was not meaningless. He could still do more while his body was still moving. It was not broken until it was really broken, even though it felt like it was going to break. If the war could be ended without anyone fighting, it could be considered a meaningful life. Enduring pain was not difficult because pain was just a moment. He was just afraid that his body would break. The Grand Master's right arm was hard to see as a living person's. The veins that protruded between his right arm and shoulder were all dark and bloody, as if the right arm was corroding the flesh. The commander of the Holy Knights was a very eerie position. Even now, they had a powerful military force that could be counted on one hand within the Allied Forces, and they were the most important force on the battlefield, possessing the power of healing. No Allied Forces faction could ignore the Holy Knights. There was no one who could point out the rudeness of the commander of the Holy Knights. And rudeness was probably okay. Trying to find out would only lead to injury. Very serious injury. How could they have obtained a military force that was equivalent to the Allied Forces headquarters? It was certainly not a dignified power because it was being kept secret. It was certainly not something that could be easily given up because it was a very powerful force. How evil must the means be to make such a thing possible? No matter what they imagined, the fact that they should not know it remained unchanged. As the commander of the Holy Knights said, they should be grateful that the emperor had kept it a secret until now. If they knew, they might have to take collective responsibility. That's why they realized they had to plug their ears to the truth. And everyone learned another fact. That the new commander of the Holy Knights was a very unpleasant person. And separately, she seems to know the truth.

"It's quite unpleasant that such a person is sitting in that position."

"What can we do? Both for me and Reinhardt."

After the meeting, Berthus looked at Savioline Tana, who seemed very uncomfortable, and gave a bitter smile.

Berthus himself didn't say anything, but Savioline Tana was full of thoughts of cutting off the new commander of the Holy Knights' neck if an order came down.

If Reinhardt hadn't appeared at the right time, Roen would have turned the desert into ashes.

It was difficult to endure seeing someone like that sitting in the position of the commander of the Holy Knights with a calm expression as if nothing had happened.

"Just moving as I thought is enough. It's difficult to hope for a good attitude as well."

In the end, the attitude of the commander of the Holy Knights was enough to lead the situation so that people would no longer question Berthus' intentions.

It is a better situation for the opponent to move according to my intentions than for my long-range piece to move as I wish.

Roen eventually spoke and acted as Berthus thought. Whether she said it according to her own intentions or not, it was within the expected range.

Conquering Sononosia with only immortals was an event that could cause a great stir in the Allied Forces.

The choice was between performing war without power bleeding or causing noise. Berthus chose one side.

"By the way, what was the damage rate?"

"It was about 8 percent."

Since sacrifice was inevitable, the immortals also had to suffer power loss.

"What an interesting army. Even if it is damaged, it can be repaired and sent back to the battlefield...."

It was converted from a human to a golem. Therefore, it is not death but damage.

Immortals are a unit that cannot die because they were originally dead, but they are an army that can be restored even if they are damaged.

If war can be continued with only immortals as long as there is no need for the main force, continue the war with only immortals.

"Now, it really seems like there's not much time left."

Tana knows what is running out.

But was that really the end of the Gate incident?

Savioline Tana looked at the emperor with a sad expression.

"By the way, is this battle data... is it reasonable?"

In the conquest of Sononosia, only one human participated.

Except for that one person, everyone else was an immortal.

Rudbich.

Berthus naturally knew what had happened to Rudbich.

Rudbich has gained power that far exceeds his original ability.

"Is it possible to do this just by receiving one arm transplant?"

Berthus was scanning Rudbich's body and combat data with narrowed eyes.

By the time Berthus tried to stop it, it was already too late. "After Christina performed the surgery on Rudbich, it was said that it should be viewed as receiving black magic rather than a simple arm transplant. The human arm, which was already strong in life, was further enhanced by dark magic. Not only did they implant a stronger and more robust magic circuit, but they also infused it with even more powerful alchemy. It's not the concept of receiving an arm transplant. It's like receiving a giant magic itself. '... Is that possible?' 'It's impossible.' '... What? Did you make the impossible possible?' 'No, Your Majesty.' Savoline Tana shook her head. 'We're just enduring what's impossible.' They forcibly obtained what they couldn't originally have. Therefore, they will soon perish. But Rudbich's problem is ultimately a personal problem. It's not a choice that someone else forced on him. It's the path he chose for himself. The real problem is elsewhere. The real problem with the immortals. Right now, the immortals belong to the emperor, but they could easily become something other than the emperor's. The real owners of the immortals are the three magicians who created them. The management of the immortals is also a situation where the empire's magicians cannot do it. It wasn't necessary because all the foundations were already in place, but the immortals are a force for war. So, they are not needed after the war is over. But those who hold the immortals are thinking about their use after the war. How to use it. The important thing is that the three magicians who led the research received the knowledge of the Black Order, but the empire's magicians also participated in the experiment. It was impossible to take away control of the immortals, but they learned what would happen if they touched the three magicians. In front of Berthus, there is the content analyzed by the empire's magicians. 'It's intuitive and obvious, but that's why it's more difficult.' Although there is complex content, the important content is not long. Savoline Tana looks at the emperor's reaction. 'Is there a way to neutralize the immortals?' In the midst of the war, it's unfortunate that finding a way to neutralize them is more important than admiring the efficiency of the war machine that shows tremendous efficiency right now. 'No, if you try to neutralize them, even stranger things will happen.' 'If stranger things happen...' 'If you kill Christina, the immortals seem to be designed to become indiscriminate killing machines from then on.' 'That...!' Christina's safety device. If you try to use it recklessly, the immortals become killing machines without discrimination. Savoline Tana gritted her teeth. Who is this method for? 'Don't do anything foolish and just think about dying quietly after everything is over... I can clearly feel that intention.'" "Someone is doing this to save lives.

They are doing this for peace.

In the past, neither the demon king nor the emperor knew that such actions would lead to the Gate Incident.

That's why the Gate Incident happened.

Christina knows that what happened to both of them is true.

That's why she shows the answer this time.

The immortals will be the biggest threat to you after the Gate Incident.

It won't be difficult to kill a petty alchemist who wants to use the immortals to kill you.

That's something you can do right now, it's too easy.

But because we don't know what will happen if Christina dies, we can't choose that option until the Gate Incident is over.

Now we know the answer.

If Christina dies, the rampaging immortals will destroy the world instead of monsters.

Then, it becomes impossible to even mention that we did these things for something.

If the immortals go on a rampage, the strong will survive.

They can use teleportation or escape to a place where the immortals' attacks cannot reach.

In the end, only those who do not have such power will die brutally.

Those who say they did these things for something cannot choose to kill the immortals to survive.

The moment they choose that option, all their reasons and purposes so far disappear.

This is a mixed mockery and provocation of evil.

If you really care about the world and the weak, prove it.

Killing us is easy.

We won't run away anywhere.

If you kill us, you can live.

But can you choose that option?

If you choose that option, Christina will laugh and die, mocking all her hypocrisy.

If you can't choose, you will be hunted by the immortals after the Gate Incident.

It's not about being forced to take the wrong path.

There is a path you can take, a very easy path, but it only denies everything so far.

But the moment you go down that path, you deny everything so far.

Christina presented two paths.

"In the end, it's a choice."

Die.

Only you will die.

Live.

Only you will live."