I’m the Only One With Two Towers - Chapter 272

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Only I Have Two Towers Episode 272

Gut Ritual

Twitch twitch!

On a hill not far from the temple.

Kancheo, with one eye closed, watched the ruins through his yodel telescope.

He hadn’t taken his eyes off that place for even a moment since the Captain went there.

If he got distracted and missed the signal the Captain sent, it would be a disaster.

Swoooosh!

A dark red aura shot up into the sky from the ruins.

He flinched for a moment but then settled back into position.

That was the signal to send to the fake shaman.

A signal that the door was open and to begin the gut ritual.

‘Three times!’

Reminding himself once more, he looked through the telescope for a while.

The signal he’d been waiting for went up.

Three auras that stretched out refreshingly and scattered in the sky.

Though nothing but ruins was visible, the fact that the Captain sent a signal meant there was something there that needed to be swept away.

Dash!!

He put away the yodel telescope, lay prone, and shouldered his heavy machine gun.

But he didn’t pull the trigger.

He just placed his finger on it and counted in his head.

-You got it, Kancheo? Don’t shoot right away. Count to 30 and then shoot.

Using Soul Harvester would be enough with just 5 seconds, but knowing that Kancheo counted “one-two! one-two-three! one-two-three!” he gave a generous buffer.

‘One-two! One-two! Two-three! One-two-three!’

Kancheo’s eyes widened after counting 10 seconds that felt like 30.

Yodel Ranger Vice-Captain Kancheo, bombardment ready!

With a click, the trigger was pulled.

Rat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat!!!

A barrage of light bullets, turned pitch black by dark attributes, sliced through the air.

And when that light reached the temple, an enormous explosion occurred with a tremendous roar.

The terrifying explosive power created by the Magitech Guild’s speed amplification and the unique trait “Clay Rides the Wind.”

The entire surrounding area shook and his body swayed.

But he didn’t care.

There was no time to stop.

Days when he could only watch because all the guns were holy attribute.

He’d held back for too long, so he had to shoot out everything that had built up.

Kwaaaaang!!

Had it exceeded the acceptable damage threshold?

The barrier hiding the area was lifted, revealing a magnificent temple.

“It’s huuuuuge!!”

From a yodel’s already small perspective, it was like wondering how such a thing could even exist.

‘My heart’s pounding!’

To be able to blow up something so huge without any restrictions.

This was the first time he’d felt such excitement since the birthday party the Captain had prepared.

With a long grin, he pulled the trigger again.

Bullets poured onto the temple’s outer walls.

As expected of a place where a god resided, it was quite sturdy.

But even such a temple was helpless before the endlessly pouring tactical weapon-grade firepower.

Kuaaaaaaah!!

Azriel’s temple crumbled to pieces.

“Puhehehehehehe!!!”

Maniacal laughter burst out.

As expected, blowing things up was the most fun thing in the world.

Click! Click!

“Eh!?”

Kancheo, who had been laughing excitedly, raised his head.

He had momentarily forgotten.

The existence of Private Momo, the supply officer who was always there when using the heavy machine gun!

He quickly pulled an ammo belt from his inventory and connected it to the heavy machine gun.

The temple had collapsed, but there were still an enormous number of giants inside.

He had to blow those up too.

Rat-tat-tat-tat-tat!!

How much time had passed since he started firing again?

Hundreds of light beams fell to a location a bit away.

Angel-shaped monsters appeared one by one.

After getting beaten up so enthusiastically, they seemed to have pinpointed his location.

‘The light doesn’t fall beyond that range!’

He pulled out his cute yodel notebook and noted the maximum summoning range.

It was good news since it meant monsters wouldn’t come from behind.

Rat-tat-tat-tat!!

He moved his gun barrel and fired at the approaching monsters too.

They were like a complete pack of dogs.

A monster legion that kept getting summoned even as they exploded upon contact.

Because of that, the front line gradually got closer.

Boooooom!!

He detonated the explosive clay he had planted in advance.

Since it wasn’t a dark attribute attack, it couldn’t deal damage, but it could slow their advance.

Some angels flew up into the sky and escaped his firing range, but it didn’t matter.

Since the distance had closed, he personally pulled out his assault rifle and poured bullets into the sky.

Click!

While the shot-down angels were falling, Kancheo quickly changed the ammo belt once more.

It was the last ammo belt.

Later he’d have to ask Zhuzhou’s blacksmiths to make many, many, many more.

Rat-tat-tat-tat!!

He poured out another barrage.

This place was the main pathway between the temple and the ritual grounds.

He had to defend it as long as possible.

Click!

Kancheo, having squeezed out the last bullet, stood up.

Then he covered the heavy machine gun with wooden vines and leaves.

He wanted to take it with him, but it was too heavy to carry.

“Please wait! I’ll come back!”

At first, he had planned to have Private Momo on standby and take it when retreating.

But he had to quickly abandon that plan.

Momo was incredibly fast when collecting items, but other than that, she was just as slow as Odongtongi the pig.

He couldn’t escape from those monsters with such a pig.

Boooooom!!!

After detonating all the remaining explosive clay, he turned around.

The monsters had already chased him nearby.

But there was no need to worry.

Spread out before them was a forest where thick trees limited their vision.

This was the Yodel Rangers’ front yard.

Whooooooo.

Smoke puffed into the air and slowly dispersed.

Camilla, who had been blankly staring at the smoke, put away her long pipe.

“Tsk!”

Then she clicked her tongue.

The signal had come up.

What could she do?

She had to do it even if she didn’t want to.

She raised her head.

An enormous amount of red pools suspended in the sky.

It was the blood of Black Dragon Drakkan and the Remnant of Judgment Tehalram, contained in barrier vessels.

Camilla closed her eyes and lightly waved her hand.

The vessels shattered and massive amounts of blood poured down helplessly.

Camilla, now thoroughly soaked, let out a quiet sigh.

She didn’t like this feeling much, so she wasn’t fond of holding large gut rituals.

“She became a red granny!!”

Momo stepped back with a groan.

Though Momo often became Red Momo after entering monsters, even to such a Momo, Camilla’s current appearance was grotesque and frightening.

Swoooosh…!

Camilla’s lips curled up at the chilling energy that burst forth explosively.

Even she, a manshin, had never encountered blood with such incredible power.

There was a reason they were called dragons and remnants of judgment.

Step.

Leaving bloody footprints, she walked toward the blade-walking platform.

Camilla stepped onto the Cheonmyeongdan without hesitation.

Then she took out her sacred implements.

In one hand, the ritual sword that divided the boundary between this world and the next.

In the other hand, the vajra, the unbreakable truth and wisdom.

The blood flowing through her body began to soak the two sacred implements.

Looking at the reddened vajra, Camilla wore an awkward smile.

‘Forgive me.’

She thought of the monk who had given her the vajra… no, the high priest from Tibet.

The old high priest who had readily given the vajra to Camilla, who wasn’t even a nun, saying she would handle it better than anyone.

She had intended to use it appropriately well to repay that trust, but ended up soaking it thoroughly in blood.

Well, she could clean it well later, right?

Taking a quiet breath, she gazed at the blade-walking path spread before her eyes.

“Odongdong.”

“Got it!”

Momo ran somewhere and pressed a small button.

Ritual music flowed from speakers surrounding the gut ritual site.

Why were there modern giant speakers at a traditional gut ritual?

What could they do?

They couldn’t bring a band to play the ritual music into the Tower.

Camilla slowly swayed her body to match the ritual music.

As promised beforehand, Momo gradually increased the volume.

Gongs and drum sounds burst out frantically from all directions.

A drop of sweat trickled down Momo’s chubby cheek.

This was much scarier than the horror movie she had watched with Jinhyeok, Kancheo, and Beila two days ago.

The rhythm became uncontrollably fast along with the volume raised to maximum.

Matching this, Camilla’s movements also quickened.

‘This can’t be!’

Momo’s eyes widened.

This raccoon granny who always lounged in her chair puffing smoke was moving so fast!

Even if she told Kancheo, he probably wouldn’t believe it.

“Swoosh.”

Camilla exhaled and walked on the blades.

The smell and sensation of blood that still consumed her body wasn’t particularly pleasant.

But separately from this, a smile wouldn’t leave her lips.

She hadn’t even walked half the blades yet, but already had this much divine power.

The owner had gathered these Cheonmyeongdan and the ritual implements filling the surroundings very well.

Feeling the divine power seeping through her skin, she slowly closed her eyes.

-Listen well, Camilla. You were born with incredible talent as a shaman. More precisely, you’re a divine talent directly chosen by the gods. You’ll surely become a shaman the likes of which history will never see again. But being chosen by the gods is both a great blessing and a curse. You’ll see and hear more than others, but proportionally, you’ll receive more interference. So remember this. You must never go against the gods’ will. Don’t covet more than what they’ve allowed. The moment you step out of line, your fate and the path of your relationships will be twisted.

Had she followed this advice well?

Of course not.

She had tried to hear more than the gods allowed, and sought to see more.

It wasn’t for personal greed.

She simply wanted to protect a little more than what was permitted to her vessel.

As a result, she incurred the gods’ wrath, and with her fate and relationships twisted, she became eternally trapped in an inescapable abyss along with the Plague of the Land.

That should have been how her fate concluded.

-Hello.

Yet she had been brought out so casually.

By the hand extended by her master, Yoo Jin-hyeok.

The advancement quest currently given to Camilla was to step on and rise above the gods.

The past Camilla would have hesitated.

No, she definitely would have shaken her head.

Opposing the gods was something on a completely different level from simply seeing and hearing a little more.

But not now.

A smile appeared as Jinhyeok’s face came to mind.

The person who had casually shattered the fate and relationships the gods had arranged and rescued her.

No matter how much she thought about it, she couldn’t quite figure it out.

What exactly should she fear when she was with such a monster?

Swish.

She opened her closed eyes.

She had somehow reached the end of the blade-walking platform.

Finishing her dance movements, she lightly stepped to the end.

As she came down from the blades.

Kwaaaaaaaaa!!!!

Divine energy amplified by the Cheonmyeongdan burst forth explosively.

Divine energy that dyed not only Camilla but the entire gut ritual site bright red.

Wrapped in the energy, Camilla stretched her lips into a long smile.

Then she looked at Nia, who was still sleeping, and spoke to her.

Now, predator who bears the task of gluttony.

Together with me, let’s kill that arrogant being who calls itself a god…

Shall we?

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