episode_0030
by fnovelpia
Hwii-ing-
Another field in the north where the same wind blows.
Durin was looking down at the collapsed castle from the high ground. The castle, which had raised its defenses against divine power to the maximum in order to fight against angels, was weak against magic. The moment they turned the tip of the spear in the opposite direction, the results they had overlooked became reality.
“There was a rumor that the first Demon King planned it with treason in mind, but it’s fascinating to see it in action.”
A shaman full of laughter came to his side. The armor worn for the cold northern weather was flying. He wore a fur hat pulled over his white hair and enjoyed the sight he had created.
“Was it twice in the future? Three times?”
“You only need to delete two more last names. Ludmilla.”
“Hmm~ I guess I can still enjoy it a little more.”
A sadistic pleasure enveloped her. Instead of the boring task of looking into the night sky, I breathed in the outside air and revealed the instincts I had been hiding with all my might, and my red eyes were burning even more intensely.
“I’ll show you a hotter example, just as you want. There’s no need to keep your hands inside, right?”
“Exert your power to your heart’s content. Unlike barbarians, their resistance will be high. Even the will must be trampled upon.”
“It’s not that difficult. Rather, you could say it is my specialty.”
Hehehe. Ludmila was happy. She walked forward lightly. I stopped only when I almost reached the edge of the cliff. What the red eyes are looking at is somewhere in the ruins.
She waved her hand.
“Start the spell. We will eliminate two more nearby forts.”
The command, spoken as if spoken to oneself, mounted the black demonic energy. It spread throughout the world along with the northern wind. A low murmur that could not even be heard.
But the reply made the butterfly flap its wings funny.
Rumbling-
The ground shook. It was a signal that a new spell was beginning. The dark red magic energy that was used for space movement and other conveniences now moves to kill someone. He unleashed his murderous intent on the world.
Ludmilla accepted the feeling that seemed to be constricting her throat. She trembled and slowly raised her arms.
It was an action filled with joy, not pain or hardship.
“The regent gave permission! Blow it all up!”
A suppressed shout broke out. The red energy emanating from her arm exploded. Demonic energy spread throughout the world as if paint had been sprinkled on the pale sky.
At the same time, the air condensed. The space was twisting as if it was trying to suck everything in.
It was a fleeting moment, but it felt like time had stopped. And the very next moment.
Kwaaa!
A huge explosion occurred. A huge beam of light fell from the sky. The demonic energy was poured onto the ground in pure mass. There was also a thick murderous intent, as if a spear had been thrust into the stomach of a god.
“Haaa… It tastes like this.”
Ludmilla trembled. The magical energy leaving her body decreased exponentially. As I lost more and more strength, my breathing became harsher.
Not long after, she flopped down in her seat.
“Did you see it? how is it… .”
She looked back and showed a bright red smile. I felt great satisfaction in the sight of bending the laws of the world.
Durin walked closer and held out his hand to her.
“Wake up. We will go to the next battlefield. There is no time to waste here.”
“Tsk. You are such a boring devil. Durin. Sometimes, like the devil, have fun.”
“For me, war has always been like that. This time is no different.”
“His duties are too heavy.”
“Because I have to end one era.”
“That’s why I’m cooperating with you. To finish the work quickly.”
Ludmila grabbed his hand. She stood up, clutching the hard gauntlin tightly. She couldn’t stand properly because her legs were shaking, but Durin’s shoulders supported her.
“The next opponent will not be easy. Are you ready?”
the shaman asked. Durin answered as he walked slowly.
“Always doing it.”
“The current justification for clearing out the warlords will no longer work. There is a high possibility that this level of power would be scary not only on this continent but also for anyone living anywhere.”
“I wish it would drop a little more.”
“There would still be chaos. The lights may be on in the conference hall day and night.”
As if the side effects of the spell had subsided, Ludmilla tapped the regent on the shoulder. It meant being able to stand alone.
“Of course, once the discussion is over, there will be great anger… You would do well. Work hard and do well.”
Ludmilla said that and walked away with great strides. The steps going down the snow-covered mountain path were light.
Kuuung-
At the same time, the stream of magic power that had been pouring down stopped. The waves that shook the heavens and the earth disappeared and Durin looked back in the silence that had come. The only thing left on the devastated land is the undead army led by the castle.
The black horde began to advance towards the broken wreckage. I stretched out my gaze to find any survivors. The remaining hair will be delivered soon.
“Verdia.”
“Please state your name. Your Excellency.”
Durin turned his gaze from the battlefield toward the end and looked for the southern warrior. Verdia knelt down and accepted his words.
“Unleash your warriors and collect corpses from the remaining settlements and ruins.”
“Are you planning to throw it as prey to the demon beast again?”
“It will be sprayed on all castles that are still resisting. Even pieces of an incomplete body are okay.”
“Your Excellency. I will do as you command.”
Verdia excitedly got up and went down the mountain at a quick pace.
It was the turn of the southern warriors raised over the years to go to battle for the first time. It has been 50 years since the appearance of a legion with devil horns rather than the undead. After the Black Army, let alone a proper corps, there was a rush to supplement the Dullahan to protect the Demon King.
“You have to obtain the demonic beast to complete the army… .”
Demonic cavalry.
A type of soldier that represents the northern tribes and one that feels the greatest deficiency in the current Demon King Castle. Not only was there a need for large-scale magical beasts, but also high-quality soldiers that could compete directly with the Heavenly Knights.
“You have to hurry and replenish before waking them up.”
Durin, who once again realized his goal by talking to himself, began to walk along the path where Verdia disappeared.
#
The emergence of witchcraft power.
Ludmilla, the highest shaman who had not moved since the War in Heaven 500 years ago, appeared on the battlefield. The change in their image over the years had turned them into nothing more than prophets who could count the stars, making the northern frontier an enemy they could not even think about.
“Damn it! It’s not like a choir from heaven has come down, so what’s wrong with a witch doctor? Shouldn’t they protect the castle?”
“The Red Horn Warlords are uniting this time for the reason of electing the Demon King, and at least tens of thousands of armies are residing in the central continent.”
“… Even if the main force of the castle left their position right away, there were plenty of troops to take the time.”
There was no use in lamenting.
A breakwater facing the sky. The nickname didn’t help anything. They expected to be surrounded for at most a couple of months and then present a suitable compromise, but they were met with a merciless suppression.
The magic army, led by Ludmilla, did not leave a single blade of grass behind where it passed. The angel garrison in the northwest was completely pulverized as if they didn’t care.
This had a huge impact on the change. Unlike the southern barbarians, they had never imagined that they, who were protected by walls, would collapse in such a futile manner.
It was still being destroyed slowly starting from the area close to the center, but it was quick. Southern Blue Horn warriors roamed the north and brutally destroyed the remaining settlements that were trying to avoid the fire.
“There are barbarians here too! Show no mercy! The regent told me not to indulge in treason!”
Villages without walls were easy prey. Southern troops specialized in plunder poured in like a wave of water, instantly turning farmland into barren land. The burning house turned into black smoke and scattered into the sky, leaving only the traces of ashes remaining.
The price of treason is harsh.
According to Durin’s orders, the severed head and the lost body were reduced to waste rather than a criminal record. They all had not yet had their turn and ended up being scattered across the surviving walls.
To always keep an eye on the traitors whose limbs and necks are playing separately.
“More morale is falling. Wouldn’t it be better to surrender?”
“The Great Master hasn’t arrived yet. Not yet. I have to hold on a little longer.”
“What can I do in the face of sorcery power? I can’t resist!”
“I can’t use such a large spell again anytime soon. Before that, I’ll have to do something to buy time.”
The rebel leadership gathered together and put their heads together. The only power that they can say is superior to the Demon King’s army is the power of demonic beasts with good mobility. Although they were very inferior compared to the northern nomadic cavalry, there were still many heavy general cavalrymen who accepted the knightly culture unique to the Demon King Castle.
We had to plan a one-shot battle using them.
“But how do you break through that thick Dullahan wall? Even if we hit it, all our knights will die.”
“I guess so.”
There was a feeling of silence. There was no breakthrough in sight.
If we continue like this, we will have no choice but to wither and die. Without even being able to fight properly, their morale would be broken, and they could end up sacrificing the leadership’s head.
“We also need to pay attention to the Archduke’s army in Dongbuk-myeon, but the enemy in front of us is pointing his sword at us right now, so there is no answer.”
They were slowly falling into the pit.
#
“Your father’s army also pushed back this time?”
“It seems that the Northern Daejeon is trying to firmly establish Dongbuk-myeon as its territory while moving south.”
“All those who made meritorious contributions in this war will go there. It will be a good opportunity to take military power, so many people will apply.”
“That’s not important. Miss.”
Alberto, the old secretary, advised his still young master.
“The fact that the northern Daejeonsa moved south is important. This is the direction we are heading up.”
“Huh? Why is that a problem?”
“Lady. Confidence is good enough, but don’t go too far. The army of the Northern Great Temple is strong, so it is not an opponent that our eastern army can ignore.”
“Isn’t he Durin’s opponent anyway? We are the army that came up to eat the rest of the Congo.”
“They are cavalrymen.”
Alberto said, pointing his finger around. The point where the index finger touched was the horizon.
“The army of Dullahan and Southern warriors is definitely powerful. This time, the power of shamans has been added, so there is nothing the North can do. But cavalry is fast. It’s so agile that the infantry can’t do anything about it.”
“I’ve never met you, so I can’t tell yet.”
“They can move south to avoid the regent’s army. Do not look down on their abilities.”
“Hmm… .”
Serpin looked like he didn’t understand. In her mind, the cavalrymen were knights. A fearsome power capable of crushing infantry in one go. But that was only possible if conditions were met.
“Aren’t there an army of close to seven thousand following us now? They are also solid infantrymen, all made up of heavy armor.”
“Lady. We are weak compared to the Demon King’s army. You will be easily swayed.”
“I know that well, so I’m taking a relatively safe path. If we join the regent’s army, our safety will be guaranteed.”
“It may not be possible.”
The old secretary could not let go of his worries. He pleaded with his young master once more.
“Please wait for the regent’s decision. After his army first suffered major deaths and clashes, and then wasted away, we… .”
“Alberto.”
However, the old demon’s voice could not continue until the end. This was because Serpin hung up in a stern voice.
“I will be king. Is it okay to run away just because you’re scared of that level of ordeal?”
She declared firmly. I was dreaming of a scene from the biographies of past demon kings.
“We will crush the Great Temple together with the Regent’s army. And I will be recognized and take the throne proudly.”
“… … .”
“If you make a contribution like this, won’t everyone recognize it?”
It was a very strong will. So much so that Alberto didn’t dare open his mouth. The fact that the subtle demonic energy surrounding her was weighing him down also played a role.
“So please stay tuned. The sight of me taking power with my own hands.”
In the end, he couldn’t stop it.
After proudly leading the army, he had no choice but to look towards Istria.
I secretly pray that the coming storm won’t be too big.
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