Somebody Stop the Pope – 166



Episode 166

4.

Hans’ main weapon was a sword.

It felt different from the Wang Wei I faced last time.

While Wang Wei would fight me with flashy and unorthodox techniques using his swordsmanship this guy specialized in brute force using his heavy bastard sword.

Kaaaaang-.

A heavy solid sensation that can be felt at the fingertips.

This guy is definitely an irregular and the way he digs in while riding the gauntlet is quite annoying.

But that’s about it for the extent of the annoyance.

[Passive skill <Inviolable Lv.Max> resists unknown energy.]

The energy could no longer penetrate into my body.

I can definitely understand it now that I’ve experienced it firsthand.

“The magic has been processed once more.”

A form that was once again condensed through magic. Although its nature changed greatly in the process its essence itself was magic.

However it seems that something peculiar was mixed in during the processing.

There was an aura similar to Aiden’s speculation that was occasionally felt.

Actually it doesn’t really matter what kind of energy it is.

[Passive skill <Will to Destroy Evil> increases all abilities and skill levels when dealing with evildoers.]

The important thing is that this guy is a bad guy.

This guy was also vaguely entangled in the Earth’s system and his will to destroy was being activated at an ambiguous level.

The sin committed was not visible.

However the mere fact that <Will to Destroy Evil> is activated already proves that the opponent is an evil person.

“Thanks to you I learned some good facts.”

Aiden and Raphael are not beings that the system defines as evil.

I’ve been feeling uneasy for a while now but thanks to this guy it’s been confirmed for sure.

It’s questionable why it didn’t activate properly when dealing with Wang Wei but that’s not the important thing right now.

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The important thing is to destroy the evildoers in front of you.

Kwaaaaang!

Still one thing is tricky.

A huge wave of radiation that is emitted irregularly from the black armor the guy is wearing.

“The free massage sounds nice. Can you rub my back? It’s a little stiff.”

The stimulation given by those waves was extraordinary.

A tingling sensation throughout the body.

It was much better than the massager Raphael had made for his grandmother.

Besides I really want that black metal. I don’t know if it’s because it’s similar to my priest’s robes but up until a moment ago that guy was wearing a suit.

How could you not desire the ability to instantly transform into plate armor by breathing life into it?

Kaaaaaaaang-.

Once again sparks flew between my gauntlet and the guy’s sword and a nervous voice burst from his mouth.

“Are you even fighting with your mouth? Shut up you little monkey!”

“There are so many different types of drivers in the world. Bus drivers taxi drivers. At least they are the precious feet of the citizens. But what on earth do you do as a driver? You’re just a racist driver.”

“What are you saying?”

“Oh these homonyms aren’t being communicated properly? Well… let’s take off that armor first.”

I kicked the guy in the groin with my right foot.

The sudden irregular attack broke the balance the guy was barely maintaining and his upper body was immediately torn open.

I had no intention of missing that opportunity.

Kwaaaaaaaang.

He immediately inserted his gauntlet into the guy’s abdomen with his right hand.

Kwajijijijik!

The energy flowing out of the guy’s body struggled to reduce the shock but it didn’t have much effect.

“Ugh.”

Hans fell backwards spitting blood out of his mouth.

The abdominal area of ​​the plate armor still bore the marks left by my fist.

The only thing that’s regrettable is

“It turns out that the last struggle wasn’t meaningless.”

That Hans didn’t lose consciousness.

It seems that the energy released at the end was effective.

“Come on… Cool it’s so easy….”

“Is there anything else?”

“…what?”

“By the way I beat up a Chinese guy last time. He was from the martial arts world. But I think he was stronger than you.”

Of course there is a clear difference between me back then and me now.

Compared to that time the number of believers in our church has increased to an absurd level.

Naturally the amount of divine power I could mobilize also increased rapidly.

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As of now I have been able to raise it to half of the divine power I used in Eden and I am filling it up with that divine power so there is no way the guy can hold out.

I slowly approached the guy.

“What is the name of that spirit?”

“A knight’s duel must be sacred. Give me time to regroup. Then this duel will be honorable. What is the point of a victory that is not honorable Pope?”

“You said it was a monkey earlier.”

“…I don’t remember.”

“What a convenient memory.”

Hans stood up using his bastard sword as a staff and his damaged plate armor quickly repaired itself.

I raised the corners of my lips and spoke to Hans like that.

“You look like that guy. A mustachioed German racist. Do you believe in parallel theory?”

“What are you talking about?”

“I’m the type of person who has to say out loud what comes to my mind to feel better.”

In fact this is something I have been holding back for a while now.

“You look like Hitler. Haven’t you ever heard that?”

You said you were German?

What insult could be more serious than telling a German that he resembles Hitler?

“This is crazy!”

The effect of those words was clear.

Hans ran at me without even putting on his helmet. He was doing it at lightning speed.

Ah it’s just a speed that seems like ‘lightning in the eyes of others’.

I saw it all with my own eyes.

A stupid knight who comes in with his shoulders hunched and his angles open.

It seemed like he had long since lost his composure.

Anyone who uses a sword must have a clear view index you idiot.

“thanks.”

I lightly raised my fist and struck Hans.

Kwaaaaaaaaaaahh …

A huge cloud of dust rose up accompanied by a louder explosion than ever before.

In the place where the dust had risen a huge pit had already been created.

It’s obvious that the person stuck underneath is Hans even without checking.

Is this guy the weakest of the European Irregulars? It was an easy fight but it was too easy.

Okay now if I take this guy and go back America will really like me…

“Hey hey you little shit. Breathe.”

This kid he can’t die can he?

uh?

5.

After easily capturing Irregular Hans a member of the Union I returned to the scene of the incident with a light heart on a helicopter provided by the United States.

I thought the building would collapse but as expected America’s national power was the best in the world.

“Just blow that thing away with magic.”

A situation where at least 100 wizards have gathered and firmly secured the outer wall of the building.

If it were Korea it wouldn’t have been easy to mobilize even 100 magicians in this short period of time.

Because all of those 100 wizards were not random people but people who would have easily been classified as S-class hunters in Korea.

“Oh! Your Holiness. You’re back.”

The first one to greet me was Raphael who had already taken off his suit and placed it next to me.

It seemed like he had been through quite a bit as Raphael’s face which had been flushed until just a moment ago had turned pale.

“Aiden is currently out tracking down the people involved.”

“Are there any casualties?”

“As of now we know of 95 people. The number of injured is uncountable.”

Raphael smiled weakly.

“If the building had collapsed there would have been more casualties.”

Tall skyscrapers.

If that skyscraper had collapsed it would have been a very serious situation.

“This is the beginning of a full-scale war with the Union. Our boss must be furious right now. This isn’t the first time that the Union has led terrorism.”

Raphael muttered bitterly and then placed a small black metal box in front of me.

“This was discovered at what is believed to be the origin of the explosion.”

A box that appears to have been blown out from the inside by an explosion.

It was something I had seen before.

A shielding device used by China when it imported ebony during the Northeast Asian Exchange War.

I remember in detail who made that.

“Purifier.”

Definitely them.

I thought it was so quiet lately but it looks like you’ve been running around on the international stage.

It seemed to have been modified to shield magical power instead of magic but it was definitely a purifying asset.

I frowned as I looked down at the box.

“It’s a Chinese product. It must have been made by the Purifiers an organization hiding in China.”

“I guess you could say that the Union and they have joined hands.”

“They are guys who are pursuing the same direction. There is no way it would be impossible for them to join hands.”

A world only for the awakened.

Bombs packed with the dangerous idea that everything will revolve around the Awakened and turn the rest into slaves.

I was worried that only strange lunatics would gather on my side but they went one step further.

“But Your Holiness where is that bastard Hans?”

“Oh that’s it.”

“hmm?”

I pointed to the black ball I had just left behind.

A ball made of black sheet metal.

Because the identity of that ball was Hans.

“It was folded nicely.”

“Oh can you survive in that position? Your Holiness you are truly amazing.”

“It is Limen’s grace.”

“That’s amazing. I guess you have a great sense of aesthetics too Limen.”

It’s no easy task to fold a human being into a ball.

This is because it requires the ability to sustain life with divine power while working and the skill to break bones and then reattach them in the best possible curve.

It’s a work that took a lot of work.

But then it happened.

Krrrrrrrr.

Snow White who had transformed into what is called ‘White Tiger Mode’ began to roll the ball while grumbling happily.

-I can’t stand it when I see the ball. Master! Is this my present? Thank you! It’s just what I like.

Snow White’s voice transmitted into my head.

Snow White arrived at the scene with Leo and our family.

Because this was the safest place in LA.

“It’s a hundred and one!”

“Is it a demon?”

“Battle preparations…”

But to me it’s just a cute pet but to other people it’s just like a giant devil.

It would be hard for anyone to believe that a little white cat could become a white tiger.

But before I could step forward Raphael was the first to reassure the American personnel.

“Emphasis and repetition make cats anxious. Calm down everyone. This cat is a deity of the Limen cult. Isn’t that right Your Holiness?”

“When did you hear that?”

“Princess Siyeon told me that yesterday.”

-Master be careful of that guy. He’s half crazy. But I don’t think he’s a bad person.

Snow White spoke to me while rolling the ‘Hans Gong’.

A god who rolls a human-made ball and tells me to ‘watch out for the crazy guy’…

I really wonder what is normal about this.

At this point I thought I should just give up on thinking normally.

‘Now is not the time to play so stop joking.’

-That’s too much. But I still saved more than 100 people.

‘… Really? Then feel free to play with it.’

-Thank you master.

If you saved someone you deserve recognition.

I shrugged and nodded then turned to look at the still-burning convention center.

The worst disaster ever to occur in the heart of an American city.

Fortunately the initial response was successful and the number of casualties was reduced but one thing was certain.

“It’s going to get out of control.”

The fire that starts here will soon spread to the world.

What will the fire burn?

I let out a small sigh.

Our Pope please stop this