episode_0049
by fnovelpiaA dense forest with no visible sky.
The spirit of death lurked ceaselessly in the poisonous swamp. There was no better place to do battle with the White Wings, but it couldn’t depict a scene from mythology.
The battle here was brutal and terrible. There was no war. There are just two races fighting against evil.
If humans were to see it, they would be amazed at the fact that the appearances of heaven and devil trapped in their illusions are no different.
“The situation of war must be turned around. If things continue like this, I have no choice but to become disorganized.”
Commander of the Western Front. Lizardman Rakart groaned.
He was the only local native to become a general in a legion of countless demons spilling their blood. He brilliantly led the army in sporadic guerrilla warfare under orders from the center, and endured admirably against the White Wings, which gradually turned to an offensive after the advent of the Angel.
That was the whole problem.
While they were holding back and holding back, they had no way to secure victory. If you are pushed slowly, you will become like a rat in a poison and be strangled.
“Are there any separate pipes from the center? I heard that they raised an army, but I don’t know much about what happened after that.”
“Sorry. Our communication shaman has been sniped, so our way of receiving news has been completely cut off.”
“It’s difficult.”
His thick tail thumped the floor. From the moment the demons were slowly trying to push back the front lines, they infiltrated elite troops and completely destroyed communication and supply networks. Responding passively resulted in greater damage.
The army led by Lacarte was able to protect the remaining support facilities thanks to counterattacking as soon as the angel appeared, but the loss of troops was severe.
Either die while cut off from the center, or fight bravely and oxidize.
There are only two options left.
If it was a legion that served the Demon King, it would have had to choose the latter, but looking at the current situation of the war, it would not be very honorable to have courage, and it would be like handing it over to the reinforcements, who would only receive the scars of defeat.
“General!”
A messenger came into the barracks panting. It was like the devil who came to know about his troubles. Rakarte was excited.
I hoped that the communications shaman who saved my life until the end would pay for it.
“Reinforcements!”
A soldier who broke into the barracks almost screamed. That intense emotion was also contagious to Rakarte.
The old Lizardman, unable to hide his excitement with his stiff tail, asked in a trembling voice.
“If it’s reinforcements… .”
“I don’t know the details, but it is said that the Archon himself appeared on this battlefield.”
“No more is needed. It would have been nice if His Excellency the Archon had come.”
Rakarte slammed his fist on the table. It was an expression of joy.
“This is not the time. Let’s get out there and prepare for the next one. Shouldn’t we be pushed out before His Excellency the Archon comes?”
“Yes! General!”
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“The legion is not pushed back yet. It maintains the Baek Middle Ages.”
“If your Excellency orders, we can destroy those angels right away.”
“Please make us the vanguard!”
The western devils were competing to flatter each other. They were confident as warriors who grew up in rough terrain, but the status board told a completely different story.
It was unfavorable overall. They were using the terrain as a barrier and actively employing local soldiers to hold out.
In fact, it was on the verge of collapse as the elite corps led by Azakiel attempted to break through.
Nevertheless, the demons did not fall. Rather, they were busy pounding the floor with their spears, saying that a good battlefield had arrived.
Arrogance and hope. Somewhere in between, the strangely stringed Western warriors were quite unique.
“Stop. It’s noisy, so stay still.”
“Sorry. Your Excellency.”
As Durin solemnly scolded, the Western Demons became quiet.
Since I had just gotten out of the gate, I decided to look around and assess the situation.
“Which corps is currently deployed to the front?”
“The leader of our continent, under orders from the Archon, is mobilizing a total of 60,000 troops to block the angel’s offensive.”
“The main battlefield would be a swamp, so were many local troops drawn in?”
“To tell you the truth, the participation rate of horned devils is very low. He didn’t think it was honorable to fight in the swamp.”
“You’re saying you’re full.”
Durin sneered. The manager of the Western Continent who served him was restless.
At that time, I was anxious because I felt like I had offended the consul.
“I’ve been waiting! Consul!”
A loud voice was heard from far away. At the same time, the Western Devils were busy.
An intimidating magical energy that can be felt even from a short distance away. It was clearly a strong authority and power that only a ruler could have. As if to prove it, legions lined up left and right.
“We can finally turn this damn war around! Honestly, I was riding a lot of shit.”
Clap, clap, clap.
The sound of military fire echoed through the silent gate.
The king of the western continent appears majestically among soldiers who appear to be a mixture of lizardmen and various demonic beasts.
“Archon Durin. Queen of the West, ruler of the swamplands. Joannina will welcome you. How about it!”
A black-horned demon that spreads its arms wide and shows friendliness.
She was a woman called the Queen of the Swamp, with impressive vertically slit eyes mixed with dragon’s blood.
“Let’s go in and tell the rest. There is no time.”
“Hmm. It’s too tight. Take it easy.”
“You are so relaxed. Old man.”
“There is no need to go too urgently. Young man.”
Ioannina tapped Durin on the shoulder and went on her way. There was still no anxiety in the Queen’s steps as she turned back and headed towards the barracks.
“Your Excellency. Isn’t that too rude?”
Instead of glancing at the sight, Verdia growled. It was anger that came from instinct. He showed hostility towards the woman who insulted his owner. He seemed ready to draw his sword at any moment.
“I have met all the rulers so far, but this is the first one who is so arrogant and carefree.”
“She is that kind of woman. Get used to it from now on.”
“No matter what, isn’t it too much? The Archangel has arrived… .”
Durin, who was about to take a step, stopped. He looked at Verdia quietly. Only then did Verdia realize his mistake and hurriedly bowed down on the floor.
“Sorry, sorry. Your Excellency.”
“Excessive loyalty is poison. Look at the situation for yourself and decide where you should and shouldn’t go.”
“I will keep this in mind.”
“And… .”
Durin didn’t look at her.
“Ioannina is the devil who has lived the longest along with Mateus. Even if I face an archangel, I will not fall.”
“… … .”
“If we had this natural barrier, we could endure for as long as we could. This is also why Azakiel was unable to quickly break through the Western Front.”
The first and last demon to inherit both dragon and demon blood.
One of the great bloodlines created by the ancestors of the Lizardmen and the Demon King of the beginning.
She had the legitimacy and power to claim the throne if she wanted to. However, due to his peaceful personality, he has not appeared in central politics until now.
“Please stay on probation for the time being. Don’t let this happen regardless.”
“Thank you. Your Excellency.”
The barbarian Verdia, still unaware of the fact, simply trembled in gratitude for Durin’s mercy.
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“They threatened me a lot? The day will come when I will be moved by you. It is truly an auspicious occasion.”
Should I not have said more?
As soon as Durin returned to the command center, he sighed inwardly as he saw Ioannina chatting away.
He decided it would be better to talk about the war quickly.
“Why are you so silent? I was going to give you more praise if you agreed.”
“The useless words are still the same. Ioannina. I came here to fight a war, not to flirt with you.”
“I heard you’ve been rough for a long time. Was she the witch of prophecy? Just be polite to him.”
“Ioannina.”
Durin spoke firmly as if he would not tolerate this any longer. Only then did the dragon bloodline stop speaking. Instead, he maintained his humorous expression without giving in.
It was a blessing. Durin immediately turned his gaze to check the status of the front line.
“I will go directly to the battlefield where support is needed. Is there a place you saw?”
“All.”
“In that case, let’s ask a different question. What direction is Azakiel currently trying to break through?”
“Right here.”
Ioannina stood up and pointed to a place on the map.
A swampy area spread widely across the western continent. Among them, the land was relatively less wet.
The main force of the angels was the Holy Knights, and it was a natural choice if they wanted to safely secure their advance route and maintain their combat power. There was also a direction to the central continent, but that was the point where the 100,000 main unit of our Demon King’s army was slowly advancing. If I turned my nose around, I could immediately get on the gate and respond.
Even if Azakiel unexpectedly entered the battlefield, he could be trusted because Supreme Judge Mateus was standing by. No matter how strong the image of a scholar carrying scriptures was, he was in essence a devil. Moreover, he was one of the few beings alive from the time of the beginning of the Demon King until now.
“Durin. I can guess what you’re thinking. Isn’t the goal only to block the Western Front and force Azakiel?”
“Like an old man, you can see through my inner thoughts very well.”
“Because it is a strategy that previous Demon Lords also enjoyed using. Of course.”
Ioannina shrugged her shoulders and continued.
“Once you break through the swamp area here, you can immediately come out to the plains bordering the western cities. In the current situation, it could be said that what Azakiel is targeting are the gates and ruins installed there.”
“It is natural that you would want to have greater cooperation with the angels.”
“But if you fail to break through the swamp, there is only one way left.”
widely! The dragon bloodline pointed to a different location this time.
“The only way is to break through the center. The wounds of the civil war have not yet healed, so the fortress is not fully operational. It has no choice but to become very tasty flesh for angels.”
“It will become the battlefield that the devils dreamed of.”
“Of course! It depends on the premise that you lead the western defense battle well before that.”
haha. Ioannina laughed heartily. She said, patting Durin on the shoulder.
“Please take care of me. If I lead to victory, I too will live happily in the next life.”
“It’s a good thing he hasn’t died yet. Ioannina.”
Jokes were exchanged to lighten the mood.
But the two held hands tightly. The fate that hung upon it was by no means light.
And, they were two great devils who knew that fact better than anyone else.
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