Damn, I recarneted As A Judge in Fantasy World

He couldn\'t even begin to guess how diverse Peltron\'s alternative abilities were. Abel dodged the enemies\' attacks here and there, buying as much time as possible. But no matter how much he ran, the arrows didn\'t show any sign of stopping.

"This isn\'t some unverified B-movie; where are the unlimited magazines?"

*Shushu shushush! Kwakwakwang! Kwaang!*

Of course, the attackers wouldn\'t listen to his cries. As the explosions continued, ominous signs started to appear.

*Kurrurururur!*

The ceiling began shaking as if it were going to collapse.

\'Wait a minute, isn\'t this really dangerous?\'

Abel suddenly realized—weren\'t these people controlled by Peltron anyway? It didn\'t matter to them whether he lived or died. Maybe the plan from the beginning was to bury him in this crumbling hole.

"Hey! That won\'t do."

Enough time had passed. Abel felt like he had to stop the situation from getting worse before the place fell apart entirely. He quickly closed the distance and struck the incoming arrow. It was a split-second decision since there was no way to dodge it.

*Phew! Bang!*

It seemed his quick thinking had paid off; the power of the explosion had weakened somewhat. Sensing this was his moment, Abel charged forward and swung his gavel wildly.

*Bam! Bam! Bam!*

[The Doctor\'s Mastery skill has grown to level 50.]

In the midst of battle, a system message appeared. As Abel smashed his way through the priests, his weapon mastery level increased. Energized by this, he swung the gavel even more ferociously.

\'It feels much lighter, even though it\'s only a one-level difference.\'

It was as if he could change the gavel\'s trajectory at will, making even absurd movements possible.

"Tch!"

*Phew!*

After dispatching the last opponent, Abel finally had a chance to catch his breath. Up until this point, the situation hadn\'t been all that difficult. The enemies weren\'t that strong in terms of military power. However, no matter how many times he destroyed them, they kept getting back up again.

\'I\'m not a zombie, so if this keeps up, there\'s no end to it.\'

Abel had tried to handle the situation as politely as possible, but it was hard to move forward with so many enemies surrounding him. While they were temporarily neutralized, Shuguri would have to find Peltron. But Abel\'s stamina wasn\'t infinite.

"There\'s nothing you can do. This is the result of your own actions."

Even though they were severely injured, the enemies continued to get back up and attack. Abel thought grimly, \'Let\'s see if you can still fight after all your limbs are crushed.\'

*Crunch! Crunch!*

Abel pounded the priests like he was preparing kill them all. This way, they wouldn\'t be able to draw their bows. However, his plan quickly fell apart.

"Wow! This is really crazy."

Broken bones meant nothing to these enemies. They kept moving around, enveloped in a dark aura, as if their shattered bodies were just shells. The true source of power was Peltron.

*Boom! Boom!* Experience tales at empire

The barrage of explosions began again.

"This isn\'t working. I need to get out of here and figure out my next move."

After all, there was no rush to make a final decision. Abel quickly scanned the room for Shuguri. Then, out of the corner of his eye, he saw something fluttering on the other side of the room.

Without a second thought, Abel sprinted toward it. As he ran with all his strength, a tremendous burst of energy erupted.

*Kyuhooooong-!*

A shockwave rippled through the air, the result of an object breaking the sound barrier. Although Abel\'s body held up thanks to the Heart of the Beast, the pressure was immense. However, extreme measures weren\'t needed, as they reached their destination quickly.

"Ugh!"

Abel swung his gavel toward the wall that Shuguri had pointed at. Red flames trailed behind the hammer as it cut through the air, and soon, the hammer head connected with the rock.

*Kwaaaaang!*

Abel had heard countless loud bangs before, but this one was by far the most deafening. A thick cloud of dust filled the air, and a massive hole appeared in the wall. Without hesitation, Abel jumped through the opening, ignoring the debris flying around him.

But what he saw next was utterly absurd.

*What the—what is that!?*

There, in front of him, was a small white bat-like creature, no bigger than Shuguri, fiddling with something resembling an arcade joystick. It was likely a device used to transmit power. Abel sighed deeply and rested his hand on his forehead.

"Wow! So, I\'ve been dealing with this the whole time?"

Without wasting any time, Abel brought his blazing, burning hammer down on Peltron\'s power transmission device.

*Shhh!*

"Nooo!"

The little creature screeched, but Abel didn\'t hesitate. He swung the gavel with all his might.

*Kuhwaaaaang!*

A massive explosion followed by a loud thud echoed through the chamber. Abel looked down at Peltron with a bitter smile.

"We\'re going to have a long talk, aren\'t we?"

This was going to be a very long night.

***

The small white bat hung limply from the ceiling, its ears and wings drooping. The reason Peltron had ended up like this was simple: he had been beaten so thoroughly by Abel Carriers that he lost most of his power.

*Eeeeek! It\'s so humiliating to be treated like this!*

Peltron was tied up, unable to offer any resistance. Abel was much stronger now than when he\'d faced Peltron in the North. Back then, all Abel had was the Heart of the Beast and his Greatsword Mastery.

But now? Abel had an arsenal of skills, from extreme combat techniques to devastating punishments. Peltron, having lost his power and unable to maintain his true form, had no chance in a direct confrontation.

\'That\'s why he resorted to all these tricks.\'

If Peltron had enough strength to take revenge, he wouldn\'t have resorted to these underhanded schemes.

Peltron had once been considered a hero among the northern nomadic peoples.

"If you just answer me properly, I\'ll behave like a gentleman. Got it?"

*How can I believe that? After you trashed my treasure trove!*

"Hey, even if your mouth is crooked, you should speak straight. The ones who destroyed everything were the people you were controlling."

*No, those traps were already set. This is my new hideout.*

"Wow! This guy is something else. Your shamelessness knows no bounds."

Abel sighed. It didn\'t seem like they would have a proper conversation. What was the solution, then?

"Are you ready, Squirrel Thunder?"

*Of course.*

Abel nodded slightly, and Shuguri immediately sprang into action. His small body flew toward Peltron with a flying kick.

*Bam!*

Though the sound wasn\'t loud, as Shuguri didn\'t weigh much, the attack landed solidly. Peltron, being a small bat-like creature, was easy to strike.

\'That\'ll do.\'

Tied up and now being attacked by Shuguri, Peltron started spinning wildly in terror.

*Eww! Stop it! You crazy bastards!*

Despite Peltron\'s protests, Shuguri continued his assault, kicking and punching with the exaggerated movements of a kung fu master.

*Choo! Let\'s go!*

"Hey, stop it. If you keep this up, he\'s going to die."

*If he\'s just this damaged, then he\'s not a demon. We can defeat him easily.*

"He\'s lost his power, Shuguri. Give him a break."

*When I was young, I would have greeted a senior demon immediately. I thought I was lucky.*

Shuguri clicked his tongue and glared at Peltron before shaking his head in disapproval.

\'Wait, do half-demons really have senior-junior relationships?\'

Demigods and half-demons were essentially lumps of power discarded by transcendent beings from other dimensions. Seeing Abel\'s questioning look, Shuguri shrugged.

*What? If we\'re created first, we lead those who come after us.*

"Uh-huh…"

Abel found Shuguri\'s answer ridiculous but decided to drop the matter. He wasn\'t curious about the seniority dynamics among half-demons.

"Now, Peltron. It\'s your turn to talk. What were you doing at the Sordin Church?"

*Ugh…*

"Oh! Are you still thinking? This isn\'t going to work. Shuguri, go!"

At Abel\'s command, Shuguri prepared to pounce, but Peltron twisted his body and screamed in panic.

*Eww! Wait! I\'ll tell you! I\'ll tell you!*

"This should\'ve happened a while ago."

*There\'s nothing to say! I needed spirit energy to restore my power. That\'s why I took control of the Sordin Church.*

"No, but how?"n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

*I regained my strength by subduing the northern tribes. But the spirit energy I got from fear wasn\'t pure enough.*

"So you wanted to use the church?"

*If only I could get my hands on the Northern Arc…*

Peltron\'s plan was terrifying. He knew he could never defeat Abel as he was, so he aimed to take control of the Northern Ark through the church. By receiving voluntary spirit energy donations from humans, Peltron would become much stronger, much faster. But everything went awry because of the emperor\'s order.

\'No, you fucking cousin? You didn\'t notice this and sent me away, did you?\'

If that\'s true, it\'s really creepy.

Does the half-demon hiding in the imperial palace have any prophetic powers?