Episode 1156 The Predetermined Order (3)
The Scalum Fault No. 1 could no longer withstand the pressure and collapsed. In the process, it split and compressed, causing significant deformation of the ground.
The hill terrain, formed by the sinking of cliffs approaching hundreds of meters in height, was enveloped in silence.
The scale of the battle exceeded the range Alpha had anticipated.
The Allied artillery position, which was thought to have secured ample distance, was damaged. Although it did not sink completely, some of its weapons, including the magic particle cannon, had their trajectories twisted and could no longer be used.
The first and second lines of defense that blocked the canyon were destroyed or buried without a trace. It was difficult to immediately recover artifacts, magic items, or golems.
Now, only the third line of defense remained.
… … Boom!
The broken rock fell over.
“Gasp, gasp…… Ugh!!”
Leonhardt tried to stand up by placing his hands on one knee, but collapsed back down due to the pain in his ribs. Dark red blood mixed with saliva trickled down his chin. It wasthe ancient king’s technique that had damaged the body beyond.Even with the help of the highest-level miracle power, the healing of the wound proceeded slowly.
That wasn’t even all.
Leonhardt looked down at his violently trembling hands, unable to hide his bewilderment.He couldn’t gather his strength properly.
“Divine power, why?”“In a world where rest has come, only the true form exists.”
Leonhardt flinched at the shadow cast before his eyes and raised his gaze.
“I pity your helplessness.”“……What are you talking about?”“Whether you wish for it or not, your path is ultimately riddled with sacrifice.”
Leonhardt’s breathing gradually quickened. Then, he suddenly realized. Compared to the sword energy Akand unleashed at the end, his physical condition was remarkably intact.
I turned my gaze belatedly.
Ersetia lay collapsed with her Holy Armor [Arminel] split open. Deep red blood was vivid. Her eyes, visible through the broken helmet, were closed.In a split second, she threw her entire body to protect Leonhardt. She had judged that he would die instantly given his resistance.
“Ah…….”“A being who cannot be the subject of sacrifice.”
Adrian could only see the hand reaching out from between the dislocated perceptions.Bantoreon was hanging over the debris at the waist.
Leonhardt drew out his strength, even to the point of breaking his molars. Divine power or not, he stood up, shifted his weight to the extreme on his supporting foot, and swung the Holy Sword upward.
It is a pitiful fate.
As the Dragon Sword sliced vertically, Leonhardt’s wrist and leg were severed. His left arm and left leg. The Holy Sword [Luens] reached Akand but failed to leave even a scratch.Leonhardt, having lost his balance and collapsed, screamed in pain that transcended excitement.
“Aaaaaaaah!!!!”
It was a scream filled with helplessness.
Vivid blood gushed from the severed limb, forming a small puddle. The figures of Akand and Leonhardt were reflected together in it.
Thanks to the struggle of the World Alliance, the bloodshed the continent would have had to endure was contained more than planned. However, O Saint, even the Absolute cannot save everyone.
Akand trampled Leonhardt.
The price for saving those who should have died will be paid by those who should not have died.
The dragon sword was cast.
According to the cycle of fate.
* * *
A deafening roar spread throughout the magical city of Virente, and ominous smoke billowed into the air. The city walls, packed with advanced magic, held firm, but the wizards could not shake off their anxiety as they faced a siege for the first time.
We are holding off the undead army outside, but we have already allowed an intrusion inside.
In the loud silence, the sound of dripping sweat brushes past my ears. And even the noise of rough breathing rising up to my uvula.
“What on earth is this black magic…!”“You poured so many resources into this, and all you managed to take care of was a single undead.”
Orders Evendra, President of the Magic Association of the Magic City Virente.
Leader of the Magic Regiment, the Magic Lord, Celeste Raven.
High wizards, including the two people, were facing the intruder.
The glory of the dead.
The former third servant, accompanied by four high-ranking magical undead, raised his chin.After a fierce battle, the undead were reduced to three, but thanks to this, they had sufficiently depleted Virente’s defenses. As he gestured, a unique dark magic circle rose above the corpses.
“If you truly intend to walk the path of magic, surrender.”
Nakhtel, the master of Amri.
“An immortal world without pain or death is the only way to see the end of magic.”
In the Western Continent, an invasion of the magic city by an ancient transcendent being was underway.
* * *
Assassination attempts targeting key figures of the World Alliance took place in various cities across the continent.While many of the ambushes failed, some succeeded as security measures were breached amidst the chaos caused by the figures’ carelessness or civilian terror.In some places, entire buildings were blown away, making it impossible to even confirm whether the victims were alive or dead.
“I found you, Liam Arlane.”
When the Glory of the Dead organized a blood alliance in the underworld and was operating in the shadows, one of the six evils of Narbia—Narbia Perin, who had been resurrected—licked his teeth.
Ownerless land.
He imprinted the presence of the Grand Lord of Eon, who had assembled his troops there, into his senses. Hehad been hiding in Arrain Fortress throughout the war, but finally crawled out upon hearing the news that a massive undead army was advancing northward from the Ternetia Federation.
To think that he would cherish his own life yet be driven by circumstances to leave the fortress—such indecisiveness is truly beyond foolish.Then again, it wasn’t that I didn’t understand, as an authority figure is necessary to lead.
“Eon is merely a background figure; they say he was a weak young lord when he wasn’t around, so he’s just a scarecrow. Well, I suppose that’s enough to get on the superior’s nerves.”
Narbia showed murderous intent.
“I won’t do this half-heartedly. Even if it takes time, I’ll seize a sure opportunity to kill and escape. Plan your route carefully.”“We will handle the Eon executives.”“Understood, Sister.”
Narvia, who had rescued the Prisoner of the Massacre who was in a dying state after being defeated by the Saint, was seized with ecstasy as she imagined Liam’s death.
How will Shinseong react upon seeing Liam’s body?What will be the state of Eon after failing his mission?
She felt a brain-numbing pleasure at the fact that an unapproachable being was shaken by someone as insignificant as herself.
“Ah, the distorted expressions of the transcendents! They’re the best……!”
Narbia and his party prepared for an assassination in Arrain, the capital of the ownerless land. The sound of bats could be heard occasionally, as if they had taken up residence in the underground passage.
* * *
Kwagwagwagwagwang!
Just before Leonhardt’s neck was severed, the trajectory of the Dragon Sword changed.It was a precision bombardment by a magic particle cannon.
Akand was pushed back with his feet firmly planted on the ground. He raised his gaze. His eyes met those of Mini Golem Alpha, who commanded the Alliance’s weapons.
It was a small voice, but I could hear it clearly.
[What are you looking at?]
Just as Akand was about to answer, a divine shockwave exploded right before his eyes.Turning his head away from Alpha, he smiled.
“Indeed, since the beginning of time, there has been no god who could rival you in resilience alone.”“Please step back for a moment until you recover, Saint.”
Ersetia stood in his way. Although the bleeding had not completely stopped, his body could move. Unlike Leonhardt, he could also use his divine power smoothly.
“Saint, my, my divine power…….”“Believe it.”
Ersetia threw off her helmet. The helmet turned into light and vanished. The blood flowing from her head stained her beautiful face.
The essence of divine power is faith.
Ersetia advanced, unleashing a burst of light, and pushed back Akhand. Bang! She preemptively blocked the Dragon Sword’s path and immediately slammed him into a pile of rock debris.In an instant, the Holy Spear she held short passed Akhand and blocked the lower part of the Dragon Sword’s blade.
Did you say you overcame death?
Ersetia asserted.
No, you die.
A very small amount of blood seeped from the spot where the Holy Spear had just passed.Akand was not unharmed either.Although the exact extent was unknown, the blow that crushed the Transcendence and the Miracle of God with sheer force had clearly depleted Akand’s strength.
“Just as that sword energy kills you.”“There is no power without a price.”
Akand thrust his shoulder and twisted his waist at close range. It was too close to see, but the direction of the sword could be felt instinctively.
Instead of moving away, Ersetia grabbed Akand’s arm and did a low somersault.
Sword energy grazing the armor.
Whoosh!
He regenerated six wings of light to control his balance. He returned his upside-down body to its original position and channeled his full power into the tip of the spear. Hestruck the handle to prevent the dragon sword from rising and pressed down with all his might.
Kagagagagagak… … !
The forces clashed.
The recoil caused a crack under my feet.
“That’s probably not what you want to ask me.”“……!”
As Akand whispered deliberately, Ersetia’s expression changed drastically. It was a look in her eyes stained with an extreme madness that Leonhardt had never seen before.
One of your powers, the
Fanaticism, or blind faith.
That is the essence of Saint Ersetia, itself.
Who is the god you worship?
Although others did not seem to sense it, Ersetia clearly felt it. The mysterious divine power existing beyond the death aura possessed by Akand…As a divine being of the Ruas Theocracy, she absolutely had to find out about that heretical faith.
At this, Akand said.
“truth.”
* * *
Earthquakes struck one after another in the collapsed giant canyon.
The fault gradually widened.
Just as Adrian, who was stuck between the fault lines, was about to fall down, a sophisticated gauntlet grabbed his hand and pulled him down to the ground.
“You’re a wreck every time, whether it was the first time I saw you or now.”“…….”
Hisril stared blankly at Adrian, who had not yet regained consciousness. His injuries appeared deep. After all, the sword energy unleashed by the former king was certainly of a level that could not be simply dismissed as the work of an 8th-rank transcendent being.
It’s a miracle you’re still alive.
He avoided instant death because there were many of them; if he had been alone, he would have died long ago.
Then a familiar voice was heard.
“Hithril? Why are you here?”
Bantoreon leaned against a rock, catching his breath. Then, he used lightning to cauterize the wound in his abdomen, stopping the bleeding.
“You’ve certainly survived, old man. I thought your body had been blown away completely.”“Hehehe, if you had gone in just two inches further, you would have been split in half. So, what is your purpose? From the looks of it, you don’t seem to intend to help the former king. Hmm?”
Bantoleon narrowed his eyebrows.
“That weapon…”“I acquired a new one. Something came up that I needed to do.”
Hisril bared his pretty fangs and stared straight at Adrian.
“How long do you want to sleep?”
She unhesitatingly embraced Adrian around the waist and pressed her lips against his, with the scene of the Saint and the Old King battling as the backdrop.
“omg.”
Vantoreon was speechless at her sudden eccentric behavior and could only move his lips.
Adrian soon opened his eyes.As soon as he opened them, he grasped the situation.
“Eek……!!!!!!!!!!!!”“I saved you, so why are you struggling like this? You don’t even have the strength to resist.”
Hisril pressed down with force and devoured his lips time and time again. Adrian felt like he was going to lose his mind, but she did not.
I couldn’t have liked it more.
A strange presence that should have shattered long ago but, far from overflowing, grew immeasurably large, and which should be repulsive but is not repulsive in the slightest.
At first, it was curiosity, but now that time has passed, it is more than just curiosity. I don’t know if it is love. Because I have never experienced love before.I simply want to get to know it and stay close to it.
The ideal pursued by Hisril Del Roharun is a pure, wild world without pretense.
The logic of doing what she wanted without concealing her true nature, but bearing the consequences solely on her own, was the direction of life she desired.
“Adrian Chambers. Speak.”
Therefore, Hisril does not regret the personal contract he made with the first Demon King.
“Shall I help you?”
Adrian felt his blood rushing to the floor, but he had already resolved to cast aside his pride. Victory. Hisril’s military power was sufficient to affect the odds.Just as Adrian was about to answer, writhing in internal agony, Hisril licked his lips first.
“Ugh……!!”“I’ll help you.”
He drew his greatsword and emitted energy.
The Blood Empress fixed her murderous intent on the old king.
