The Possessor Mistook the Genre for 20 Years

51 – If the body is good, the head doesn’t suffer.

“Franz, cover me.”

That was all Yuna said.

Boom-!

Yuna lowered her stance, then kicked off the ground and ran.

With her tremendous strength, a loud noise echoed, and dust exploded behind her.

By the way, cover fire…

If Yuna needs cover fire, it means at least the strength of one of the Four Heavenly Kings of the Demon King’s army, but I don’t think that Belphegor guy has that kind of power.

So, in fact, it seems that cover fire is not necessary.

Just as Franz was about to let it slide.

Something started wriggling and moving inside the cave, which was clearly visible.

It was a monster.

Tentacles sprouted from the bodies of the monsters that had been cut in half and were reattaching themselves.

Just like that cultist’s body and head reattached themselves.

I can somewhat understand that the cultist is immortal, but isn’t it cheating for the monsters to be immortal too?

If you think about it, it’s like all the mobs in a boss fight are immortal.

‘It seems there is a way to break it…’

No matter how you look at it, being absolutely immortal doesn’t make sense.

There must be some kind of gimmick that allows them to achieve immortality.

So, Franz carefully observed the monsters and eventually discovered something.

It was magic.

He could feel the flow of demonic energy from them, and there was a faint magic circle engraved on their bodies, so faint it was hard to recognize.

While Franz was discovering this important fact, Yuna was already fighting Belphegor.

In fact, it was ambiguous to even call it a fight.

Yuna was overwhelmingly dominating him.

“Hup-!”

As Yuna swung her sword, a thin line was drawn vertically across his body.

And soon, his body was split into two halves along the line.

But it was strange.

When you cut a living creature, blood is supposed to come out, but no blood came out of his body.

Only tentacles wriggled out again and reattached the split body.

“Ah, you brute. No learning ability…”

Before Belphegor could finish his sentence, Yuna swung her sword again.

This time, she didn’t stop at once and cut his body several times.

Thud-.

His body, which had turned into large chunks of flesh, lay scattered on the ground.

But the result was the same this time as well.

The flesh squirmed, tentacles emerged, and then it returned to its original form.

It was as if the word “bizarre” had been crafted into a phenomenon.

If the World Tree felt like it was infinitely reborn, this one felt like an immortal being that truly couldn’t die.

“Learn something, will you? You don’t die. So why waste your strength?”

“Shut up-!”

Yuna snapped irritably, striking the creature with the flat side of her blade.

For an ordinary person, it would have caused only a light bruise, but with Yuna’s strength, the creature’s body burst apart.

Belphegor’s lower half remained intact, but the upper half scattered into pieces of flesh.

However.

“Ah, I told you it’s useless.”

The scattered pieces of flesh gathered again as if they had made a promise.

“More than that, I really like your body. How wonderful it would be to use you as material to create children. Just thinking about it makes me happy.”

Belphegor smiled genuinely.

Despite Yuna having destroyed its body several times, there was no fear.

It must be because it was certain it couldn’t die.

But if there was one thing the creature overlooked….

It was that Yuna was more unhinged than it thought.

Crunch-!

Yuna’s fist turned the creature into mush.

Even after that, she continued to cut, burst, and crush it every time it regenerated.

While Yuna was doing that, Franz was dealing with the monsters.

Snap-.

With a snap of his fingers, hundreds of magic circles appeared simultaneously, striking the monsters.

As a great mage with talent in all attributes, the types of magic were diverse.

From some magic circles, fire spewed out, from others, lightning struck.

There were also water, wind, lightning, and so on….

But the monsters, like the cultists, quickly returned to their original forms.

He wanted to decipher the magic circles engraved on their bodies, but unfortunately, it wasn’t an easy task.

‘What on earth are those…?’

The structure of the magic, the formula, the characters, and the diagrams that composed it were all things I had never seen before.

Sometimes, this happens.

In this world, there exists a type of magic that a magician devises solely for themselves, called unique magic.

Of course, developing unique magic is not an easy task.

To prevent others from using it, one must use an original magic structure, which is quite difficult.

So, no matter how much of a dream it is for magicians, ninety out of a hundred give up halfway.

The remaining ten never complete it until they die.

Why a magician talented enough to complete such unique magic would join hands with cultists like these guys, I don’t know.

No, maybe it’s only natural.

A magician obsessed with unique magic and a cultist obsessed with demons are honestly not that different.

Anyway, interpreting the magic cast on the monster was extremely difficult.

Because it was truly unique magic that only the caster used.

But difficult doesn’t mean impossible.

The title of the unprecedented great magician wasn’t earned by playing around.

Franz approached the monster and carefully placed his hand on it.

The monster, with a human torso, spider legs, and a lizard head, was quite repulsive, but it was unavoidable for the interpretation of the magic.

The mana circulating within Franz’s body was transmitted to the monster through his hand.

The mana that entered the monster’s body slowly began to explore the magic circle engraved on it.

He compared the mana amplification rates engraved on each character and the attributes created by the connected diagrams with the information in his memory, changing them one by one.

While Franz was struggling, Yuna was still killing the cultists.

Thud-!

It was a merciless massacre without a shred of compassion.

From the start, Yuna, who loathed cultists, didn’t hold back at all.

Then, at some moment.

The cultist who should have been struck by the sword wasn’t.

Belphegor was a little distance away, out of reach of Yuna’s sword.

Instead of regenerating on the spot, he had moved his reference point to another piece of flesh.

“Oh, really, I’ve been waiting for you to get tired, but you don’t? I was going to kill you comfortably if you did it moderately, but it seems you guys are impossible.”

Belphegor shook his head.

He still maintained a relaxed attitude.

Yuna swiftly swung her sword at him, and his body was once again split in two.

But the magic had already been activated.

A giant magic circle was drawn on the ground, centered where Belphegor had been standing.

It was a sinister purple magic circle.

Yuna hurriedly distanced herself from it.

She didn’t know much about magic, but it looked dangerous.

As the magic activated, the monsters around began to gather towards Belphegor.

That included the monsters Franz had been using for reconnaissance.

‘Huh?’

Franz was taken aback.

He had clearly shattered the monsters’ bodies to prevent them from moving, but they suddenly started wriggling and heading somewhere.

The grotesque sight sent chills down his spine.

At the same time, Franz’s gaze naturally turned to the source of the intense magical energy he felt.

Something unusual seemed to be happening.

Snap.

Franz used teleportation to arrive beside Yuna.

“Yuna, are you okay?”

“Yeah, there’s no particular problem…”

Yuna trailed off, shifting her gaze somewhere.

Franz followed her gaze.

There was a giant magic circle and the monsters gathered around it.

It seemed that the source of the intense magical energy was that.

Under the influence of the magic circle, the monsters were turning into sticky lumps of flesh.

Flesh, blood, and fur intertwined, forming a very grotesque shape.

‘Just a little more.’

If he had just a little more time, he could have fully deciphered the unique magic.

Then he could have dealt with those disgusting lumps of flesh in one go.

It was then.

“I’ll make good use of both of you as materials. Both of you are perfect. A masterpiece will be born.”

The mass of flesh clumped together, taking on the shape of a gigantic human, and from within, Belphegor’s voice echoed.

Franz furrowed his brow at the grotesque sight, then let out a long sigh.

Somehow, I had a feeling it would be like this, so I tried to interpret it quickly…

It’s too late now. I’ll have to charge at that thing.

“Yuna, cover me.”

“Ah, okay!”

Yuna nodded.

Franz rushed straight at the creature.

A grand mage didn’t distinguish between the front and the rear.