I Became a Wendigo in a Fantasy World

86 – Episode 86

The eternally burning phoenix has been a dream-like animal to people since ancient times.

That endless vitality that survives without dying is fascinating to those who can get hurt or die at any time.

However, if the secret of the Phoenix’s eternal life is accompanied by pain, everyone will be disgusted.

What would you do if you didn’t die? Life is no different from hell, suffering endlessly.

In that sense, Damian was a more terrible being than the Phoenix.

“I know spirits well because I have dealt with them a lot. “Honestly, there’s nothing great about people like you!”

Damian, clad in flames, rushed towards the Wendigo, ignoring the fact that his ankle was broken.

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The Wendigo swung her ice sword at Damian. The ice sword swung along with her sharp wail cut off Damian’s right arm in one fell swoop….

Rarrr!

“The cutting scene is also quite thrilling. “What a scream my flesh makes as it faces the world!”

“The real curse is that cutting off the tongue is useless because it regenerates.”

Flames spread around Damian’s wounds as if they were invisible trees, and his bones, flesh, and skin burst out from within.

The Wendigo clicked her tongue and focused her mystery on her mouth.

Damian’s eyes sparkled and he pulled out the sword and ax from his belt.

He had no intention of avoiding anything. A new pain came to him, so why was there any reason to avoid it?

Damian’s ax and sword spewed out red light and struck the Wendigo’s legs.

I wasn’t prepared to cut him down with one blow like I just did. It was clear that no matter how much power the witch exerted, she would not be able to break the spirit’s strong muscles.

It’s a long-term war… It wasn’t the same stupid idea.

The moment the Wendigo let out her roar, Damien raised the corners of her mouth, let go of her weapon, and jumped towards the Wendigo.

The roar tore Damian’s skin and froze his blood and flesh. However, the curse that used Damian’s pain as a sacrifice showed its power by persistently burning Damian.

Pook-kkeuk-kuk-kum.

“If it feels that good, why not freeze to death?”

Damian’s body burned hotter than ever. The haze that bloomed noisily obscured the sight of the Wendigo….

Grumbling.

Because of that, the Wendigo did not know that Damian had taken out the hidden dagger.

The flame in the shape of Damian attacked the Wendigo. The Wendigo extinguished her flames by exploding her cold energy, but Damian’s aim was not arson.

“It seems like my ancestor really hated spirits.”

Stiletto, which is plain but strangely unpleasant, has appeared.

The extreme focus on stabbing clearly showed the will to pierce the opponent.

The wendigo looked at her stilettos in confusion. She had felt a similar energy somewhere before.

The dirty energy like this clean water is definitely…

“Gikas?”

“I don’t know who that is, but what a strange name it is. Still, I’m glad it’s a power I’m familiar with. “I’m sure you’ll feel dirty enough!”

Even if he is a wicked person who tarnishes his family’s honor, the blood that runs through his body does not change.

Stiletto happily welcomed its owner’s bloodline and drew strength from it. A stiletto dyed as black as pitch black flew towards the Wendigo’s neck.

The Wendigo clicked her tongue and tried to deflect her dagger with her ice sword. However, the power in her dagger negated her spirit power and turned her ice sword into powder.

The stiletto pierced her wendigo’s body gently.

The Wendigo’s body swayed and Damian stepped behind her, confident of her victory.

“Don’t be too upset. “They say my ancestor sacrificed the rest of his life, except for four days, to the gods to obtain that dagger.”

Whether it is witchcraft or magic, one principle has always been maintained in the world.

Great power comes with a corresponding price.

If you are born with a mortal fate, it is a power that you can gain by supporting your entire life, something that no one can take lightly.

That kind of power was only tinged with murderous intent towards someone, so it couldn’t have been weak.

[ ■■■■■■■■! ]

The Wendigo’s roar echoed around the area. Damien was disappointed, savoring the pain he felt in her bursting eardrums and the pain in her eyes as she barely held on.

“If my master hadn’t told me to treat him with sincerity, I could have been a pretty good colleague… “It’s such a shame.”

Damian had no intention of killing the Wendigo.

The moment when her ribs were broken and her internal organs were torn by the wendigo’s kick.

Even the moment when her limbs were frozen by the Wendigo’s ice sword and her roar.

All those moments were the first thrill he had felt in a long time.

‘It is a joy that cannot be felt even on the battlefield.’

For Damian, who was tired of ordinary pleasures(?), The Wendigo was a great spirit who could be a good companion.

So, I was truly planning to feel sorry for the Wendigo’s death… ?

“Why don’t you die?”

The moment Damian was taken aback, a storm of cold raged around the Wendigo.

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‘It’s a lot weaker than I thought.’

The Wendigo thought as she took in the energy of the stiletto stuck to her cheek.

It was surprising that her ice sword crumbled, but the Wendigo had no way to block her attack.

Like pulling out her roots and blowing Damian away, or chewing off her head the moment she flies in….

If you think about it, there were various other ways to respond to Damian, but the reason why he was beaten in part was purely out of curiosity.

It is a relic used externally… I wanted to gauge how strong the ancient artifact was.

‘I don’t think you’re as strong as I thought?’

It’s not that it wasn’t effective. Although it was just for a moment, she felt all the strength leaving her body….

That was all about Wendigo. As soon as the mystery left her body, a new mystery filled his body.

The Wendigo looked at Damian, who was looking at her in surprise, and tried to pull the stiletto off her cheek.

Chaenggang!

“Well, it’s broken.”

If the stiletto wasn’t broken.

The moment I touched it with my fingernail, the stilettos instantly crumbled as if they had been weathered by time.

The wendigo scratched her head and looked at Damien with an embarrassed expression.

Even though she was an enemy, she felt a little sorry for destroying her ancestor’s belongings right in front of her eyes.

“I’m sorry. “If it was a keepsake left behind by your ancestors, it would have been quite meaningful to you.”

“Uh… It’s okay. “What idiot scolds his opponent for breaking his weapon on the battlefield?”

Damian suddenly accepted the Wendigo’s apology. That’s why it was hard to believe the sight before her eyes.

The stiletto that killed five spirits breaks?

“Are you by any chance not a spirit but a different race?”

“The spirit I know said it was probably a spirit.”

“What is that…?” “

Damian looked at the Wendigo in bewilderment.

If it’s a spirit, it’s a spirit. If it’s not, it’s not. What do you mean by saying it’s a spirit?

She never expected to receive such a look from the pervert, but the wendigo had nothing to say.

How can I answer this when I really don’t know?

“… Let’s keep fighting.”

“I think this is something wrong.”

Damian clicked his tongue and stretched out his hand for his greatsword.

The atmosphere had been a little strange just now, but the Wendigo quickly approached Damian.

Damian was planning to raise his great sword to block….

The great sword could not be lifted with Damian’s strength. He instinctively realized that the great sword was frozen, but it was a late realization.

“Damn it!”

Boom!

The Wendigo’s fist hit Damian’s chest.

Damian, pushed back, spewed flames from his mouth and opened his eyes wide. Before he knew it, the ice spear was aiming for his mouth.

Damian forced his neck to avoid his spear.

The spear fell to the ground with a loud sound. Damian was astonished as he looked at the weeds that had been bleached pure white.

I thought the power contained in the dagger would have weakened the Wendigo, but there was no sign of that.

“Is that all you have to show?”

“!”

The Wendigo smashed the ground and approached Damian at once.

Damian hastily pulled out his sword and resisted, but it was nothing more than a futile struggle.

Unlike her ice sword, no technique worked on the Wendigo’s punches and kicks.

“I guess the ice sword was a trick!”

“Unfortunately, my main force is the ice sword.”

There was no fool who used swordsmanship against wild beasts.

Damian acknowledged that a counterattack was impossible and swung his sword, deflecting the attack as much as possible.

Neither of them cared about the wounds, but it was Damian who felt the limit first.

No matter how powerful the curse was, it was impossible to handle both the Wendigo’s coldness that continued to seep in and her increasing wounds.

“The fire is weaker than before. “It seems like that curse isn’t all-powerful either, right?”

“I’m not sure because it’s my first time experiencing something like this.”

The wendigo looked at Damian, who had retreated, in silence.

Damien realized that she was a wendigo and that she was making her loose against him.

Was she making fun of herself by fluttering her mouth without even realizing it?

“Heh, hahahahaha!”

Damian burst into laughter without realizing it. I was just laughing at myself for being so proud of myself against such a monster.

Although there was a glimmer of defeat, Damien did not choose to turn into ashes.

The red flames that burned Damian’s body turned black.

The black flames instantly melted Damian’s armor, and the melted armor dug into Damian’s body.

“Forgive my foolishness. “You didn’t know the other person and were thinking about the future.”

“It’s a nasty flame.”

“My master has a bad personality. No, exactly, should I say that the person behind my master is bad?”

The black flame burned brightly, using Damian’s life as firewood.

The Wendigo realized that the flame was a kind of burnt offering. And she sensed that no matter who the target was, they were definitely not good people.

Because there was no way that a being who lent me power in exchange for my life could be a good being.

Damian aimed his great sword at the Wendigo.

The Wendigo created a large ice sword and pointed it at Damian.

“Is it necessary to go that far?”

The Wendigo asked Damien out of pure curiosity. It was behavior she honestly couldn’t understand.

Whether that sword reached him or not, Damian’s death did not change. The black flames burning Damian were extremely ominous.

Damien laughed at her half-burned face.

“I tarnished my family’s honor for my personal greed… I’m still a knight. And a knight must know how to lay down his life for his master.”

“If you weren’t a pervert who enjoys pain, I would have been quite impressed, but now that you say it, it feels really awkward.”

“And what… “It is obvious that I will die by your hands when everything is over anyway, but I wanted to enjoy the pleasure that can only be experienced once in life.”

That was the end of the conversation.

Damien rushed at the Wendigo in such ecstasy that she almost lost her mind. When the Wendigo was located in his territory, he swung her sword without the slightest hesitation.

The Wendigo was amazed as he looked at the black burning great sword.

I couldn’t find the technique he had shown so far with the great sword, but I could instinctively know it.

This attack cannot be avoided.

‘I respond.’

The Wendigo continued to thrust her mystery into her ice sword. Her ice sword cracked like it was going to explode at any moment, but she didn’t care.

An ice sword containing extreme cold and a flame that seemed to set the world on fire collided head-on.

Euddeuddeuk!

‘It breaks.’

The Wendigo sensed that her ice sword would break. But she didn’t back down.

An unknown faith made his heart as quiet as a clear lake.

“!”

The ice sword and the black flame clashed violently like two snakes that hated each other, and it was the Wendigo’s ice sword that broke first.

But Damian burst into empty laughter.

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“It’s too much until the end.”

“I’m sorry.”

Out of the broken ice sword, an ice sword boasting a beautiful sword body, incomparable to the crude ice swords created so far, emerged and burst out with a pure cold air.

The cold erased the black flames, and Damian’s great sword could not withstand the cold and fell into pieces.

Damian’s posture collapsed.

His legs flew off, and his kneeling arms also flew away.

The Wendigo looked into his eyes and asked.

“Do you have any last words?”

“No. I have no regrets at all. Of all the joys I have tasted… “This is by far the best.”

The Wendigo was so dumbfounded that she burst out laughing.

I never thought the eyes of the purest pervert would be the clearest and cleanest eyes I’ve ever seen.

In her final act of mercy, the Wendigo withdrew her sword and allowed him to enjoy her pain, which she loved so much.

“Before I go, I want to ask you a question. “Is that black flame also the power given to her by the witch?”

“Still, it’s an article, but it’s a bit hard to say…” “

“If you want, I can hit the appropriate spot with an ice needle.”

The Wendigo took Damian’s tastes into consideration and made her proposal. And Skadi, who had already dealt with his subordinates, sent an ice doll to his side and she heard the story….

‘I heard Wendigo is a bit quirky sometimes.’

I ended up laughing at such an absurd suggestion.

How could a knight who risked his life to protect his loyalty receive such a shallow offer?

“Now that I think about it, I think they’ll forgive me this much even though I’m about to die.”

“!?”

However, Damian was not single-minded enough to protect his honor until the very end.

The reason he abandoned his family in the first place was because he wanted to enjoy greater pain, so there was nothing strange about it.

‘That thing…’ article?’

… Of course, in other people’s eyes, he was crazy.

The Wendigo created an ice spit of appropriate size and jabbed it into Damian’s body.

The cold that penetrated the melted armor slowly spread throughout his body.

“Oh… The combination of hot and cold is quite nice. “I wish I had known sooner.”

“Stop being a pervert and answer the question.”

“Of course… The black flame is not the master’s power. “No matter how great a witch’s power is, would something like that be possible?”

Witches symbolized the beginning of this world, but they were not so great that they would turn the world upside down.

Finally, out of respect for the Wendigo who bestowed her favor, Damien answered honestly.

“This, this is a favor bestowed by someone my master serves. “The power to set the world on fire.”

“Is he God?”

In response to the Wendigo’s question, Damian responded by raising the corner of her mouth.

The wendigo didn’t think it was a big deal.

Isn’t Alfordr also keeping an eye on Skadi and Sir?

‘There is no law that prevents other witches from attracting the attention of the gods.’

The Wendigo asked her last question.

“Who is that god?”

“Three, set the world on fire… “Huh!”

Damian couldn’t finish his sentence and took a deep breath.

The wendigo instinctively realized what had happened.

“Oh my.”

Damien died before she could finish her sentence. But his expression was surprisingly calm.

The Wendigo did not blame Damian for not revealing the identity of the flame and for her death.

Even a knight with a tenacious life is in such a mess that it is natural for him to die…

“Skadi. “There is no need to confirm that he is dead.”

Helpfully.

When the ice doll approached Damian and checked his condition, the Wendigo was puzzled.

No matter how much you think about it, the reason Damian died was clear.

It is clear to anyone that he has exhausted his strength due to the intense battle…

After a while, the ice doll closed the eyes of her corpse and stood up, staring at the Wendigo.

“Is there anything strange?”

The ice doll giggled and nodded her head.

The ice doll scribbled something on the floor with his finger.

[ It looked strange that something was dead, so I checked… ]

“But?”

In response to the Wendigo’s innocent question, the ice doll repeated her writing and then erased it. She didn’t have a name that came to mind.

In the end, Skadi chose the most easily understandable word.

Death from abdominal injury.

“…… “

The wendigo stared at her ice doll in bewilderment.

Skadi moved the ice doll’s face without himself to avoid her gaze. To be honest, even I was dumbfounded when I checked the cause of her death.

“Huh.”

The Wendigo looked at Damian’s dead face and let out a laugh.

Damian’s face was so calm that it was hateful.

As if everything had been burned to white.