You Have Been Invited to the Auction House of the Gods - Chapter 172

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172

 

The sight of undead walking through the wall was grotesque.

 

They weren’t like skeleton soldiers.

 

Crudely stitched surgical scars remained on their skin,

 

and most of them had cracked open skulls as if they had undergone brain surgery.

 

The sound of weapons filled the cavern.

 

Above the endless hellscape of war, a beast’s howl tore through the air and echoed.

 

Puuuuu―!

 

Whether it resembled an elephant,

 

or if such a gigantic elephant actually existed was unclear.

 

Setting all that aside, I couldn’t even tell what that thing appearing in this hellish scene was.

 

The hard steel covering its skin indicated that this elephant was no ordinary being.

 

A cry like a trumpet sound echoed across the battlefield once more.

 

And simultaneously, its massive trunk swung like a whip, sweeping away the undead from the catacombs.

 

The vanguard of the monster wave closing in from all directions was completely annihilated by that single attack.

 

The sight of the elephant charging with its massive body was no different from a gigantic war chariot.

 

‘So this is why the Vice Guild Master told me to bring along the spear I originally used.’

 

Before he knew it, Park Si-on was holding the spear he had used for a long time instead of Galmu.

 

How surprised he had been when the spear blade in his hand suddenly transformed into an elephant’s trunk.

 

He never could have imagined that Galmu’s true form would be an elephant.

 

‘I need to join in quickly too.’

 

Park Si-on took his stance and rushed toward the monster wave.

 

That was the moment.

 

Suddenly the ground split open and a horde of undead surged up.

 

Instead of breaking through Galmu head-on, the enemy chose the strategy of tunneling up from underground.

 

‘Damn…’

 

At the sudden ambush, Park Si-on quickly swung his spear.

 

But the enemy had precisely exploited the spear’s weakness.

 

They had gotten closer than the spear’s effective range.

 

Park Si-on quickly weighed the pros and cons.

 

‘I’ll have to sacrifice my left shoulder.’

 

Hastily correcting his stance in this situation would be more disadvantageous.

 

A collapsed stance would provide the enemy with even more openings.

 

The injured part could simply be healed with Sacred Power.

 

Having made his decision, Park Si-on slightly twisted his body.

 

While sacrificing his left shoulder, he positioned himself on the opposite side.

 

It was the moment when the undead horde clicked their teeth and bared them.

 

A gust of wind blew in front of Park Si-on.

 

“Young Master Si-on, try to keep your body intact if possible.”

 

What appeared riding the wind was a large man with disheveled hair wearing plain clothes.

 

Dolsoe, Han Sang-in’s second insurance.

 

Dolsoe took a horse stance.

 

“Mister Kim told me to assist you while keeping you safe.”

 

And simultaneously with those words, he thrust out his fist.

 

With a bang, air swirled and was sucked in along a straight line.

 

Both the undead that had been charging and those that had been approaching from behind,

 

crumbled to dust just like that.

 

“Don’t we need to enter through that exit?”

 

Park Si-on nodded at Dolsoe’s words.

 

“But…”

 

Park Si-on swallowed the rest of his words.

 

Because of the undead filling the cavern, the entrance to the Holy Grail Chamber was not visible to the naked eye.

 

“Don’t worry about that.”

 

Dolsoe readjusted his stance.

 

“Mister Kim, no, you’re not the only one who received Personal Training from our Lord…”

 

It wasn’t just a simple change of posture.

 

Dolsoe assumed the basic stance of the Martial Arts he had learned from Han Sang-in.

 

Dolsoe’s Ghostly Energy expanded explosively.

 

Then he slowly, very slowly extended his fist.

 

In an instant, all sound within the Cavern disappeared.

 

That’s how Park Si-on felt.

 

What broke that moment of silence was a small knock—a dropping sound.

 

Along with the illusion that space itself was warping, the monster wave split apart as if being torn in two.

 

And the Exit, which had been invisible in the darkness, revealed itself.

 

Of course, the gap didn’t last long.

 

Other Monsters immediately began filling the torn opening.

 

But Galmu moved faster than that.

 

The enlarged trunk quickly extended through that gap.

 

Rather than piercing through, “pushing away” was the more appropriate description.

 

Park Si-on didn’t miss that opportunity.

 

He launched his body onto the path Galmu had created.

 

“We’ll hold them back here.”

 

He heard Dolsoe’s voice from behind.

 

Though he was running, Park Si-on’s priorities became confused.

 

This was where a demon that even the former Saintly Knight Captain could barely seal lay sleeping.

 

Now that the seal was broken, the question was whether those two beings could stop it.

 

The survival of those two was more important than becoming some saint.

 

But Dolsoe’s following words made Park Si-on steel his resolve.

 

“Our Lord is coming, so don’t worry about what’s behind. You do what you need to do.”

 

As soon as he heard “Lord,” Park Si-on ran toward the Holy Grail Chamber without looking back.

 

If the Vice Guild Master was coming, what could some S-rank demon possibly do?

 

With that thought, Park Si-on’s feet moved even faster, striking the ground—no, the trunk.

 

The Stone Door leading to the Holy Grail Chamber came into view.

 

It was within arm’s reach.

 

Just as he was about to pass through the door.

 

Once again, the ground shook.

 

The air twisted.

 

Instinctively, Park Si-on stepped back.

 

His posture crumbled because he suddenly changed direction while running.

 

But that wasn’t what mattered right now.

 

A disgusting energy seeped through his skin.

 

As Park Si-on stepped backward, a shadow blocked the Stone Door.

 

A Giant that looked twice as large as Dolsoe.

 

It wore an old Formal Wear, and there were stitched marks visible on its exposed skin.

 

“…”

 

Park Si-on could tell that this being was the sealed demon.

 

The creature raised its head.

 

The mixed stench of formalin and alcohol vibrated through the air.

 

‘That’s… the boss monster…’

 

The monster grinned wickedly and opened its mouth.

 

“It’s troublesome when a Patient leaves the Hospital Room without the attending Doctor’s permission.”

 

The monster’s lips twisted upward after confirming Park Si-on.

 

“Especially when some saint is trying to use the door I’ve been so desperate to exit through…!”

 

The plague Doctor, Pobeglia.

 

The nightmare of the hospital director, sealed for over 500 years, began to manifest once again.

 

***

 

The spear and scalpel clashed in midair.

 

Upon impact, Park Si-on was pushed backward.

 

‘Can a scalpel really be that sturdy?’

 

The scalpel blade, which looked thinner than a glass knife, had blocked the spear infused with sacred power.

 

Park Si-on charged forward once more, but it was futile.

 

It wasn’t because of the weapon Pobeglia was using.

 

The strength, technique, and very caliber were different.

 

Just blocking the scalpel blades that came from all directions with terrifying killing intent was overwhelming enough.

 

Park Si-on gritted his teeth and gripped his spear.

 

Support from Dolsoe or Galmu was hard to expect.

 

For some reason, after Pobeglia’s appearance, no undead approached this area.

 

Instead, they were desperate to devour Dolsoe and Galmu.

 

However, it wasn’t out of loyalty to Pobeglia.

 

Fear.

 

Only now did Park Si-on understand the undead’s peculiar appearance.

 

He could tell who was responsible for all those scars that remained like surgical marks.

 

‘Can I defeat him?’

 

Though Park Si-on was said to excel in combat, that only applied within the same grade level.

 

Pobeglia was an existence that couldn’t even be compared.

 

There was a reason why the former Saintly Knight Captain had only managed to seal him despite possessing Longinus.

 

The only reason Park Si-on could survive and endure was purely due to compatibility.

 

The ghostly energy that comprised Pobeglia.

 

This was possible because it had extreme incompatibility with sacred power.

 

Park Si-on’s amount of sacred power was well-recognized even within the Vatican.

 

While contemplating a strategy, an artifact entered Park Si-on’s field of vision.

 

The Angel’s Lamp that Shin In-seon had given him.

 

He wasn’t thinking of reversing the current situation through it.

 

‘Enduring alone is impossible.’

 

If it was the Angel’s Lamp that could create sacred power barriers, it could weaken the other undead if not Pobeglia.

 

Through that, if Dolsoe and Galmu could join him, he could buy time until the Vice Guild Master arrived.

 

Though he was concerned about the Saint who had entered the Holy Grail Chamber,

 

now was the time to focus on what was in front of him.

 

If Pobeglia were to be released to the surface, it would cause another massive catastrophe.

 

Park Si-on immediately picked up the Angel’s Lamp.

 

“Kekeke, are you trying to be a nurse holding a lamp? Yes, having a clergyman as my assistant wouldn’t be bad either.”

 

Pobeglia sent a mocking laugh.

 

Park Si-on paid no mind and infused sacred power into the Angel’s Lamp.

 

Blue light spread from the lamp, beginning to create a barrier.

 

‘It’s working!’

 

The undead touched by the sacred power’s wavelength were being purified.

 

‘If it continues like this—’

 

But the Angel’s Lamp in Park Si-on’s hand began vibrating rapidly.

 

“Why is this…?”

 

The Angel’s Lamp began absorbing Park Si-on’s sacred power recklessly, as if it had encountered an oasis in the desert.

 

At the same time, Park Si-on felt a burning pain on his back.

 

‘Why are the stigmata?’

 

The stigmata, which should only activate upon receiving the Holy Grail’s selection, were resonating with the Angel’s Lamp.

 

Pobeglia also seemed to sense something unusual and reached out toward Park Si-on.

 

Before his demonic hand could reach him, the Angel’s Lamp explosively released sacred power.

 

Vast Sacred Power spread throughout the entire Cavern.

 

When the Sacred Power that had spread gathered back into the Angel of the Lamp—

 

The lamp’s form had changed into something completely different.

 

Another name for the Angel of the Lamp.

 

Ohamma, no, the Angel of the Hammer

 

was emanating ominous Sacred Power from Park Si-on’s hand.

 

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