It’s a Magic Sword, but the Hero Is Obsessed With It

15. Hero, Advent.

“Ah…”

The leader who grabbed the sword had a dazed expression as if his soul had gone out. The sorcerer looked at them anxiously and prayed to the three gods.

How much time had passed in that state? By the time the myriad scattered traces of divine power gradually faded, and the labyrinth, which had been illuminated for a while, was immersed in darkness again.

“Whoops!”

“Zach!”

The focus returned to his blank eyes, and he bent over his waist, swallowing hard. The wizard approached him with a worried expression.

“Are you okay?”

The leader lowered his head and said nothing. Soon, as he slowly raised his head, the eyes that had been hidden by his hair were slowly revealed.

Looking into those eyes, the wizard felt his breath stop. Those eyes…

“I’m fine, Emily.”

“Zach! You’re all right!”

The wizard hugged Warak leader. Caught between them, I expressed my uncomfortable feelings, but surprisingly I didn’t get any attention.

“It’s a relief, it’s a relief… I know how you are…”

“Don’t worry, I got over it.”

“Zach…”

It shakes the hell out of me. Feeling uncomfortable watching the couple quickly fall into their own world, I cleared my throat. A bit big

[Large!]

“Kyaaak!”

“Heo Eok!”

A loud noise echoed from the chests of the children, and the leader and wizard, who were hugging each other, jumped apart in surprise. The wizard’s expression became uneasy again.

Anyway, it’s funny. No matter how weak my strength is, it’s not to the extent that I can’t erode the target I came into direct contact with like this. It is said that the reason why the leader is fine is because of my mercy.

Because I am so kind, I couldn’t open my eyes to the tragedy of a lover… Of course, this is a phrase, but the true intention is because the hero is afraid.

The hero showed more resistance to me being held in someone else’s hand than he was to running away. And if I erode someone even as a host, somehow a trace will remain.

If that’s the case, I’d just let them carry me without using them as masters or hosts. What a genius idea!

“Even if I hold the sword, there is no resistance. I must have been recognized as the master of the demonic sword.”

But these bastards don’t even know the topic.

“You’re amazing, Zach!”

[Can’t you shut up? If you make a lot of noise like that, monsters from all over the town will come to you.]

They both fell silent as I growled to kill them.

[Don’t be stupid. In the first place, you can’t even handle me.]

However, the eyes of the two were not looking at me. A step later, I heard footsteps thumping closer in the distance.

Sweet, have you been too preoccupied with that stupid couple’s nonsense? A step later, as I sharpened my senses, the information of an approaching being dug into my brain.

Like the first slime I encountered, a turbid, fluorescent-colored giant whose entire body was swollen with pus and tumors, and within which decayed and bitten souls were accumulated.

[What does that look like?]

Because the accumulated souls were being shaped into visual images, I couldn’t see that opponent properly. When I asked a question, the wizard answered while puzzled.

“It’s a bit twisted, but no matter how you look at it, that’s an ogre… Oops!”

For an ogre subject, he was stealthy, quick, and even cunning. This is a characteristic not found in ogres who usually reign as the pinnacle of an ecosystem.

So, does that mean that this dungeon is overflowing with high-level monsters that even that ogre would have to crawl on? As I clicked my tongue, an ogre approached and reached out his hand.

“G-ka-ka-kak!”

Even if you change from a predator to a prey, your aggression and ferocity remain the same. Its movement was no different from that of its brethren outside the forest, even as it let out a sickly seething roar.

In other words, it was too fast and powerful for a silver grade adventurer to avoid.

[Oh really.]

I grumbled and eroded the leader’s nervous system a little, very little. The next moment, the dumbfounded leader avoided the ogre’s hand by bending his waist at an angle that was impossible for humans.

“Heh heh!”

“Come on, Zach!”

While avoiding the attack, just the recoil of the evasion movement caused the leader to scream out of breath. Anyway, adventurers these days have no guts.

[Calm down man. If you die, he’s next.]

I moved my body in place of the leader who still couldn’t get it all right. The first dodge broke his arm on the ground, and the second dodge gave his leg a strange angle.

Ac. It’s been a long time since I’ve dealt with such a weak body, so I can’t get a feel for it. Even if the hosts I dealt with in the past were ordinary people, they had strengthened their physical abilities to the limit by squeezing their vitality.

“Because you, not the ogre, are doing more damage!”

The wizard was rather quick to come to his senses. She started her chants right away, even with her shrieking screams. Compared to that of the hero, a crude hum rang out.

In addition to that, there are a couple of hand strikes and foot strikes. The order was completed in no time. The ogre, stepping out to catch the leader, unfortunately stepped on one of the scattered remains of the slime.

“Eukerekek!”

That was the area where the divine power remained in the aftermath of being swept away by the seal a while ago. Upon contact with the opposite power, the ogre jumped up and down as if stepping on a lego.

In the meantime, the leader came to his senses and quickly stepped back even without me controlling him. His eyes were bloodshot, and saliva trickled down from between his teeth.

Well, I can’t help but feel sick from holding my body like that. Originally, if you make fun of your back, you will go to hell in an instant.

“Kuh, I heard you lend me strength…!”

[Ah, that’s right.]

I relaxedly agreed to the leader who shouted with an evil voice. It certainly didn’t seem like these mojiri could overcome the crisis on their own.

The ogre was as hard-boiled as I was in her human days, so even stepping on her lego made her flinch for a moment, but after that she showed more anger. I salute that fighting spirit.

“Then, let’s try the second match.”

In an instant, I stole the leader’s body.

“Zach?”

“Don’t worry too much. I’ll write it down for a while and return it.”

When I smiled, the wizard’s face went pale. But really, I was going to use this body only for a short time. There’s nothing good about being caught by the hero.

Actually, it’s best not to use such ‘erosion’ at all, but what can I do?

“No matter how much I am, I don’t want to fall into the hands of an ogre!”

Crying playfully, he estimated the lifespan of one sword strike. A whole 10 years? No, at that level, the hero will find out. Then 1 year? I think it lacks power.

Let’s compromise moderately and make it 5 years. I threw my sword at the ogre that came crashing in. A terribly reckless act.

However.

The blade cuts first, and the darkness that reveals its teeth widens the gap. Then, through the open entrance, the souls inside the ogre’s body come out.

It was absorbed into me without any resistance. It’s a strange thing. Those who have originally acquired power naturally learn how to handle that power as well.

Oddly enough, the monsters in this dungeon only store the power of the soul inside their bodies. Let alone deal with that power, you don’t even realize it’s taken away in real time.

‘Well, so thank you to me.’

As the number of wounds on the ogre’s body increased and the soul that was bound to the twisted body escaped, the monster gradually lost its strength. On the contrary, I gradually became alive.

Most of them are bitten souls whose egos have also faded, but if you add the slime from before, it’s a predation for me too. Does it feel like junk food that has no taste but no nutrition?

“Geuuu…”

With a final moan, the ogre lay down on the floor. All the pus that covered his body had burst out, and all his muscles had shrunk to a wretched, wretched appearance.

“Keuk. I really enjoyed the meal.”

I used most of the things I absorbed from the slime to restore myself as soon as I got them, but I succeeded in absorbing most of the ogres’ souls. Satisfied satiety filled my mind.

“A demonic sword? Zach is…”

“Call me Demonic Sword-sama! Mmm.”

Originally, I was going to return it calmly, but when I saw the wizard’s face, I changed my mind. I moved the leader’s facial muscles and smiled.

“Should I return it or not?”

“What, what?”

In fact, the soul was not completely submerged in unconsciousness like it was during host times, but only the body control was taken away, so the leader was listening to our conversation now with a clear mind.

Still, the fact that I had the initiative of the body did not change. Oh right.

“Wait a minute. I’ll just do this and return it.”

“What are you going to do…!”

I deliberately blew out a gloomy, dull darkness. In fact, it had no effect, but the effect created an ominous atmosphere almost as if the demon king was being summoned.

The wizard backed away with a terrified face. Soon, the rising darkness covered the leader’s body, and blue eyes burned from his eyes. Soon, my voice sounded heavy.

“Status window.”

What, why, what.

I’ve said it many times, but I don’t intend to do anything more with this leader’s body because a catastrophe would happen if I showed the hero this kind of look and found out even traces of it.

However, even if I have a cheat key, my essence is an item. If you want to check your status window, you have no choice but to parasitize on someone else’s status window. Well, make fun of the magician as well.

– Name: Jacques Teper (Carbal)

– Race: Human

– Abilities: Body C+(S) Senses C(A+) Mental D(F-)

– Attribute: ?? ??(EX) Life and Death Judgment(SS) Spectered Authority(SS-) Soul Erosion(S-) Sword Mastery(B+) Sensing Crisis(B) Return of the Prodigal Son(E)

– Status: Erosion (Horror)

Heroes cannot be eroded, and when they erode the host, I was busy running away, so it was the first time I checked my condition properly after leaving Vigo.

Originally, the characteristics of the owner of the body and mine were confusedly mixed, but it was not difficult to recognize. Those that are as low as grade B are his traits, and the rest are my traits.

Fortunately, despite being confined to Vigo for decades, his strength did not particularly decline. Thank god. As I was sweeping my chest, I heard a plaintive voice from outside the fog.

“Zach? Zach?”

The wizard’s voice slowly fades as I don’t answer. Um, should I stop soon? When I extinguished the burning light in my eyes, all of a sudden, the hairs all over my body stood up.

Recognize empirically. The host’s crisis sensing (B) characteristic is expressed. I was wondering if the wizard was really trying to attack my lover who was devoured by the magic sword?

As soon as the darkness obscured my vision to check the situation, what came into my eyes was a new model of someone rushing at terrifying speed, scattering brilliance.

“Oh, f*ck.”

Immediately after uttering that brief will, violence incomparable to that of a wizard struck me.