I'm the Only Totem in Another World - Chapter 120

Chapter 120: Saintess Scramble （6）

━ Place this totem on top of the wall. I’ll entrust the small totem to Kanto, who will lead the warriors.

“Yes!”

Muri handed Totem No. 2 to Kanto, who responded enthusiastically.

I wanted to become a Totem Golem and fight directly, but in a large-scale battle like this, it was more efficient for me to act as a wide-area buff and debuff totem rather than fighting by directly controlling the golem.

While I could kill one Reptilian with a Totem Golem punch, I could kill dozens by binding their feet with a wide-area debuff and casting a Strengthening Tattoo buff on allies. Why bother with the former?

For this reason, the Totem Golem had become a pitiful existence that I hadn’t used since its first sortie.

Well, what can you do? It’s time to fight a High-ranking Demon. A scrap metal robot that gets beaten up and flown away by a Mid-ranking Demon is nothing but junk.

It’s like the so-called ‘power inflation’ in shonen manga.

Still, if I keep it in the warehouse like junk, there will be a time to use it someday.

I shifted my consciousness back to Totem No. 3, which was with Rake, Asha, and the Pope. Everyone was busy destroying the headquarters.

“Kueek!”

Reptilians in white coats collapse in vain. They’re mad scientists at first glance.

[Think about it, the being you serve is not human. It’s just a greedy god who wants followers. Haven’t you ever thought that you’ll be ruthlessly abandoned once that Loa achieves its goal? It’s time for mortals like us to band together!]

Jay was trying hard to persuade Rake through the speaker, but it didn’t seem to be very effective.

“As Malak-nim said, you’re not very eloquent. I don’t know how a pathetic woman like you became the leader.”

Rake made a sharp remark and threw a stone, breaking the speaker.

“She was just a Chief Researcher at best. When the elder mages who led the Evolutionist School were wiped out, she must have gained power by sheer luck.”

The Pope glanced at the speaker that had fallen to the ground. Then he suddenly scratched his head and laughed.

“Even I, who say this, ascended to the position of Pope without following the proper procedures. The previous Pope died together with a High-ranking Demon. I’m in no position to talk. Hahaha…!”

He suddenly makes a self-deprecating joke. It seems like he’s gone crazy from running away from demons.

“Tsk.”

Rake glanced at the Pope with a look of contempt and then focused on killing the Reptilians again.

“Tch. Other followers laughed and said it was funny…”

The Pope clicked his tongue and cast a protective shield on Asha and Rake.

They didn’t laugh because it was actually funny, they laughed because you were their superior, old man. This is the kind of person who gave birth to the term ‘boss’s joke’.

“…”

Asha also glanced at the Pope when he spoke, then immediately looked away. It’s not because she has a self or will.

I gave her a simple order to protect allies and attack enemies. When I give such an order, she makes judgments about the details on her own.

She must have reacted mechanically because her ally was acting strangely.

[…Karon is facing a manifested Loa! He’ll soon be victorious and come this way. You don’t think that Loa, who can only use weak powers through a totem, can handle an unprecedented Necromancer, do you?]

Jay tried to talk to the group who had gone up to another floor through the speaker again. This girl is persistent.

“If I meet him, I’ll rip out his long tongue and tear his noisy mouth apart.”

Bang!

Another speaker is smashed by Rake’s stone throw.

By the way, Karon was fighting a Loa. For some reason, he didn’t come himself and only sent the Stingray Demon and zombies. We came at a really good time.

It wasn’t just Tuga, other Loas were also starting to move. All the tribes that had been in contact with each other were called the Tribal Federation, but I don’t know how they went to other tribes and gathered the divine power needed for manifestation.

Did they contact those who moved their tribes to remote areas where they couldn’t be reached? Even so, it wouldn’t be easy to manifest.

…Could it be that manifestation is only difficult for me, and not that difficult for other Loas? Maybe it’s harder for me to manifest because I’m a mortal drawing on Jin Malak’s power, not Jin Malak himself.

Or maybe Jin Malak’s power is several times stronger than that of ordinary Loas, so there are many restrictions on manifestation. This also seems quite likely.

I just hope that the nameless manifested Loa and Karon will destroy each other.

‘The zombies have arrived at Symphony!’

‘Malak-nim, the preparations are complete.’

Paya and Muri whisper in my ear with the ritualistic power that only priests can use. Rake seems to be handling things well here on her own, so let’s go help the Tribal Federation.

I moved my consciousness to Totem No. 1. I’m on top of the wall now. The Stingray Demon and stragglers flying in, casting shadows on the earth, come into view.

“There are enemies on its back!”

“It’s a High-ranking Demon.”

“It’s different in size from the demon that was in Tibera.”

“Is the ballista installation complete?”

“Yes!”

I don’t know if they’re trusting me or the Giant, but the warriors of the Tribal Federation calmly waited for them.

━ They’re coming.

The Stingray Demon, which had arrived in front of the Tribal Federation headquarters, landed on the ground. Reptilian soldiers disembark from its back and form ranks.

Ooooo━!

The Stingray Demon made a bizarre sound and soared back into the sky. It’s a giant monster bigger than an airplane.

Its powerful aura can be felt even here. It doesn’t have the oppressive presence of the Dark Cloud Demon, but it’s clearly higher in rank than the Shadow Demon.

[Lay down your weapons and surrender! If you surrender now, I’ll spare your lives! I repeat, if you surrender now…]

The Reptilian commander tried to communicate with something like a megaphone.

Spare their lives, my foot. As soon as they confirm that the weapons have been discarded, they’ll launch a fierce attack. It was when the Stingray Demon and the Reptilians were approaching.

Bang━!

Good! You came at the perfect time.

As the ground caved in, a giant monster made of metal rose from right in front of them.

The pride of the empire and the pride of the Golem Scholars.

The god created by humans to kill demons.

It was Harry and the monster, no, Harry and the Giant.

The Giant stomped on the ground. The Reptilian army, which had been staring blankly, is crushed.

[Uwaaaaak!]

The scream of the guy holding the megaphone was a masterpiece. Maybe he was holding the megaphone to let me hear that.

It was when the Stingray Demon and other flying demons heading towards the Tribal Federation tried to change direction.

Woooong!

The heat plate on the Giant’s chest slowly heated up. The magic power, writhing fiercely like lava, is concentrated towards the heat plate.

Wow. Knowing what was about to happen, I let out an exclamation inwardly.

Harry…you’re really going to shoot that. You wanted to shoot it so badly.

Jeeing━!

With a roaring sound, a heat ray was fired from the heat plate. A huge force, surging red, pierces through the flying demons and rises into the sky.

It was an energy beam, always appearing as the ultimate move of giant robots.

“Yaaaah!”

“Did you see that? He wiped them all out at once!”

“It was too bright to see! I’m going blind!”

The Tribal Federation was in a festive mood. It seems like the main force will win without even fighting.

Of course, it was too early to be relieved.

Ooooo…!

Almost all the flying demons were wiped out, but the Stingray Demon was fine even after being hit by the heat ray.

No, I’ll take back the word “fine.” The part of its body that was hit by the heat ray is red and cooked. It must have taken some damage.

The Stingray Demon, with its characteristic red eyes of a zombie, emitted something like ultrasonic waves.

“Ugh…!”

The people of the Tribal Federation, who were some distance away, cover their ears and writhe in pain. Is it emitting infrasound?

But it’s no use. The Giant is a machine, not a living being. The pilot, Harry, will be fine because he’s protected by magic.

It must have been like that.

━ ?

The Giant slowly knelt down. What? Did Harry get hit? This can’t be happening.

The moment the Stingray Demon closed the distance with the Giant while emitting ultrasonic waves.

Bang!

The Giant, quickly getting up, threw a punch. It’s not just a fist, it’s an iron fist filled with magic power.

Ah, it used a trick to get in close range.

Well, if the Stingray flew away like this, the Giant, who can’t fly, could only fire a few heat rays. It needs to close the distance to kill it for sure.

Whew. That was close. Grandpa Harry, you’re pretty good.

Keeeer!

The Stingray Demon, hit in the face with an iron fist, fell to the ground with a thud. It seems to be in a groggy state, twitching slightly.

Thud. Thud. Thud.

The Giant, approaching with its heavy body, grabbed the Stingray Demon’s body with both hands and lifted it up.

It was the moment when the battle between the giant robot and the giant monster seemed to end in a landslide victory for one side.

Kirik!

The part that acted as the Stingray Demon’s wings split and transformed into the shape of a spider’s legs.

The Stingray Demon, which suddenly gained four pairs of legs, pushes the Giant away. The pushed Giant struggles to regain its balance.

Tch, I knew it was too easy.