Re:Zero - Jobless Reincarnation: Succubus Sword God? I don't recognize it!

Chapter 336: 'Revenge' and 'Going Home' The "main island" is within reach.

"Mr. Allen."

"I'm home."

The storm raged on the deck, the rain flowed beside the broken mast, and the voice was hoarse like the wailing of the dead.

But why does it seem to carry a sense of joy?
The rain ignored people's words and flowed into the cabin which had been smashed into a dilapidated house by the broken mast.

Flowing Flowing
Stopped at 'Love's' feet.

Something blocked the rain.

- Like candle wax, it formed into a pool around the soles of Love's boots and solidified into layers of flesh 'steps'.

Rainwater cannot climb the stairs.

So Alan stepped on it.

He just glanced at Love, then naturally turned around and got out of bed, stepping on the flesh at Love's feet and making a hole.

"Good news: The idea is correct. By increasing the degree of incarnation and improving the weakness of 'barrier technique', the new ability has been strengthened. The dream is more realistic, no longer just a clip from a movie, but closer to the dream that Buena Village had about Sylphy."

Alan shook the crystallized minced meat on his feet and said, "You can move freely."

"This even means that I can freely explore the "future", which is just like the ability to open a bug in a game with administrator privileges. Is this the art of prophecy? Oh, the original book seems to call it divination, or astrology? The medium is mostly a crystal ball."

"Well, it's good. But..."

"Bad news:"

He wiped his face.

His face was also covered with the stuff that came from 'Love', and he looked around at the surrounding environment.

The cabin was leaking on all sides, the mast was broken, the wind and waves were raging, and the rain was pouring down. It was as if we had returned to the storm on the top of the mountain before the divine strike was released.

Oh, not as if.

The ship was in the middle of a storm and things were looking dire.

Alan stood up from the bed naturally.

"Dreams are uncontrollable. It's fine if they didn't give me a continuation of my previous dream, and it's fine if they gave me a new dream, but what the hell is this for? Is this the boat I slept on?"

As he moved, the upper half of 'Löw's' face cracked with a sound, and a straight bloody crack appeared on the skin. The half of his head that was already left was cut by the sword energy, and it flowed out to the ground along the cross-section of the 'candle' with a splash.

The night rain dyed the air in the cabin into a ball of ink, and 'Lef' was still like a ball of fire burning in the ink. The sword energy could only affect his flesh and blood, but it could not stop him from emitting a blazing light.

The remaining flesh and blood on the face flowed along the frontal bone, brow arch, and zygomatic arch to the chin. Soon, the white bones gradually turned into white water that was sizzling and steaming.

Not only the face and head, the flesh and blood on the left half of the body were melting along the body and clothes like candle oil. As for the right side of the body, the flesh and blood and bones had already melted away, leaving a transparent face like a twisted red jelly, with distorted facial features.

It was as if an invisible blazing fireplace was hanging on his body, emitting light and heat, burning his flesh and blood to ashes.

The source of this light and heat is the scar on his neck.

The flesh and blood there had long since disappeared, and the scorching heat was blinding.

Alan glanced over and was reminded of the magma gushing out of the crater, which made him squint unconsciously.

"No wonder this kind of prophecy technique has been lost. By using the crystal ball, unknown information without any preconceived ideas is directly presented in front of our eyes, piecing together a picture."

"If it's about a bright future, then there shouldn't be any problem. At most, it's just confusing. But the purpose of prophecy is to avoid 'disadvantages'. Most people still plunge into all kinds of negative future guidance like now. The densely packed 'bad consequences' scenes are very impactful, and the fear of the unknown is directly maxed out. If you want to use prophecy to judge whether your family's future is safe, but you end up seeing a headless corpse sticking in front of you, it's hard not to go crazy."

"No wonder in the original novel, Chishilica said that after her resurrection, there were often prophet magicians jumping off buildings en masse. I'm really curious about what kind of future scenes these people saw brought by the Demon World Emperor."

"Chishilika's demigod nature? Chishilika brought about a bloody battle between humans and demons? Or did the other party use some kind of magic eye to travel through time and space to have a 'eye-to-eye' encounter?"

"It's normal to be scared."

Alan smiled and stared at Love's distorted face.

"So here comes the question. Lev, can you tell me why you became like this?"

Love just looked at Allen with his illusory face that had no flesh and blood and was twisted like a ghost monster. The corner of his mouth cracked into an exaggerated arc, and then, with a click, the only remaining mouth fell to the ground.

"go home."

Alan looked at him for a long moment, and when he was sure that he couldn't communicate effectively, he reached out his hand.

The palm pierced through Love's face and passed through the orange transparent 'jelly' face very easily.

——The feedback from the "swinging the knife" just now was very clear. It could only cut the remaining flesh and blood of Love, but could not affect his illusory right side of the body.

The position of the body that has disappeared looks similar to the ghost that emerged from the magic vortex on the island.
It's just that the colors are different. At this moment, Lev is like a red shadow burning on magma, while the ghost is as dark as a rain curtain.

A blessing came to his mind, and the three words naturally entered Alan's mind along with his thoughts.

——「Corpse Soul」.

——When Allen first arrived at the top of the mountain on the island, Melna's unconscious reaction was because she absorbed the magic stone containing impurities of ghost breath in a short period of time, causing her body to be constantly eroded and gradually "transformed into a corpse soul".

However, after the "God's Descent", the ghostly aura in the opponent's body was washed away by the Divine Strike. Later, Alan asked the opponent: Why didn't you use ordinary Divine Strike to remove the magical impurities in your body before?

Melna responded with a smile: Magic impurities are also magic. When absorbing the magic in the magic stone, they flow through the body along with its own magic and have already corroded every corner of the body. They have long been a thorn in the flesh and cannot be removed.

Even if some of it is removed by divine strike, it will still gradually eat away at the body as the magic energy flows freely through the body.

To truly and thoroughly eliminate it, one would need at least one divine strike equal to the total amount of magical power in the body of the person being "soulified".

Who can do it?
That's just you, Mr. Allen.

"Is there any hope?"

The voices echoed in the cabin that was leaking in from all sides.

The next moment, beep! ! The hand that pierced the brain trembled with dazzling golden lightning!
Love's red, transparent face was like the water surface with a reciprocating automatic toilet plug inserted, with dense bubbles constantly floating on it.

Alan looked at Love's 'indifferent' ghost face that had turned into a ghost, narrowed his eyes, and the golden electric light exploded instantly, turning into a cluster of electric nets that suddenly lit up!
A flash of light!

The clothes mixed with all the remaining flesh and blood of Love fell to the ground with a crash, and the flesh piled up layer by layer until it reached Allen's knees.

The red light that had been burning on Love in the cabin finally disappeared.

The rain and wind entangled together, howling into Alan's face through the cracked cabin, and making an unwilling roar in the darkness.

Alan looked at the pile of meat on the ground and was silent for a long moment.

"Well, there's no hope."

“We’re saved!!!!”

Suddenly, the roars and shouts that were mixed in the rain just now stopped. There was only silence, and a group of heads climbed in through the cabin that was leaking air on all sides. More than 20 adventurers were stacked on top of each other, looking at the flashing electric light in Alan's hand with surprise.

Cheered! !

"Lord Allen!!" "Lord Allen!!"

Shouts came one after another, mixed with the sound of dense footsteps. Everyone grabbed the confused Alan's limbs and pulled him out of the meat paste like a carrot, then turned around and ran outside!
Swish! Lightning pierced through the rain.

Alan quickly looked around at everyone and found that they were all familiar faces. These people had no intention of dismembering him, and no one had the characteristics of "corpse transformation" like Lev.

After hesitating for a moment, he let them push him forward.

He bypassed the mast that had destroyed the roof.

Walking to the dilapidated corridor with an estimated half-meter deep water, it fell into Allen's eyes.

"A strange prophetic dream. Will the ship be wrecked in the future? I release the Divine Strike regularly, so there shouldn't be a possibility of wreckage. Let's see what they are going to do. Anyway, this dream is enough."

Alan suddenly turned his head and looked at the floor of the corridor.

Oh no, it should be on the water.

Melna was seen sleeping in the puddles in the corridor in a rather sacred position, with her hands folded on her stomach. The surface of the water was swaying in the wind, and her body was swaying with it.

So peaceful that he didn't even breathe.

Alan:.
'.Well, after all, this dream couldn't be more absurd.'

'Go on, you are in good spirits.'

At this time, everyone surrounded Alan and rushed out of the cabin.

Throw the dire situation outside the cabin head-on into Alan's face!

The black sea surges! Thunder flashes in the sky!
The wind howled violently from all directions! The whole ship was wailing!
The mast was broken at the root! The huge mainsail was crumpled by the wind! It rolled on the deck with water wrapped around it!
With one blow, he knocked the crowd apart!

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Poor Alan was thrown into the air and fell with a thud next to the mainmast that was broken at the root.

Alan suddenly pulled his body out of the hole in the deck, forgetting even to use his flow secret technique, and looked at the right side of the ship in surprise.

In sight.

At the end of the ship, the black clouds and the black sea in the distance could not distinguish each other's boundaries, and they eroded and licked each other.

Swish! !

Lightning, morning sun, dark rain and howling wind.

The blazing red, like the sun, like the magma from underground, emerged from the sea, it stretched out its body ferociously, spinning, twisting, and looking at Alan from afar.

A huge red magic vortex stands between the sky and the sea.

Very far away, yet very close.

It seems that if you stretch out your hand, you can be sucked into it.

The rain flowed down Alan's face. He no longer had the calm demeanor he had just had and immediately turned his head to look to his side.

Oss stood on the other side of the mast, letting the rain pour down on him.

Because of its huge size, it looks like a black tower standing in the rain.

He seemed to notice Alan's gaze, turned around, and looked at Alan with a smile on his face with a fist-sized bloody hole on his chest.

Alan roared, but his voice could not pierce the rain. "Os! Main island! Is this the main island?!"

But Oss still heard it. He tilted his head to look at Allen, stretched out his hand and spread it in front of his face.

The rain poured into his palms.

In the palm of his hand was the identity badge, which had been squeezed into a lump of iron.

——When adventurers die in the maze, it is difficult for the survivors to carry the bodies out of the maze intact. In fact, when there is a crisis and evacuation is needed, it is just a burden to the survivors.

As a result, adventurers, who have a high-risk profession, have developed a tacit understanding over time:
If you have cleared the maze, in order to avoid subsequent changes - you should burn the bodies of your deceased companions on the spot and bring back their belongings to make a cenotaph.

If you fail to clear the maze and need to escape at the critical moment of life and death, you should bring back each other's "tokens".

This "token" can be a bracelet, a magical accessory, armor and swords that can be used in escape, or a lightweight necklace.

The S-rank adventure group "Burning Heart" formed by Oss is composed of members who are all from poor families in the Kingdom of King Dragon.

They didn't have anything valuable on them, and their token of loyalty was just a simple iron plate with their name engraved on it.

Because it is so light and small, it can be brought back intact every time.
Only those with names remain in the hands of their families.

Members come and go: old ones die, new ones join.

The number of members has remained the same: nine.

The blood of an adventurer is always hot, and the heart of an adventurer is never lost.

However, at this moment, in this dream.

The identity plaques should have been carefully preserved and brought to the brothers’ families.

But it was squeezed into a lump of iron.

"Burning Heart", three months ago, about the 'adventure' to regain the secret sword.

Except for Oss.

They were wiped out on the "main island".

pat, pat.

The internal organs that were burned into pieces of charred charcoal were spat out by Oss. In the eyes of Allen who had contracted, he grinned at Allen with a fiery look in his eyes and spoke.

"revenge."

The sound was so light that it could not break through the layers of rain.

Alan still could make out what the other person said from his lip shape.

In just a breath, Alan's expression froze for a moment, his face twitched, and then he became furious.

He turned around and walked towards the cabin.

"Grass!!"

"Damn it!! There's a twist here!! In reality, Love isn't the only lunatic on the ship!"

"Wrong timing! I missed the best opportunity to ask Meng again! It should have been before boarding the ship, not now! The week of ship repairs should have been the best time for me to integrate the adventurers!"

"Five minutes! There's still time. As long as Melna wakes me up, the uncertainty won't spread in five minutes!"

"wake up!"

"Wake up!!!"

The rain and the whistling wind twisted together, and the world seemed to be covered with a layer of fog.

There was a distant sound coming through the rain.

".Allen"

".gentlemen"

"Alan."

"gentlemen!!!"

Alan suddenly opened his eyes! Electric light illuminated his pupils! !
The cold and salty rain sprinkled on Alan's face!
Crying and shouting! The boat was shaking, and it made people want to vomit.

And the wind and rain.

It is roaring from all directions.

(End of this chapter)