episode_0155

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The mercenary king, who had been reduced to a spirit rider, exerted power beyond his prime and put pressure on Ludmilla and Zeveline.

Buaaang──!!

As I swung the Bastard Sword, a frost storm blew up.

That’s not all.

Every time the polearm was lifted with the other hand, the ground split and a shock wave was created.

The ultimate martial arts training granted to the king of mercenaries.

And the coldness of the disaster spread throughout the body.

With his blue eyes flashing, he brandished a military flag containing the cold air of misfortune. Living up to its reputation of never being defeated in hand-to-hand combat, it even showed superiority over the Red Dragon of the Empire.

“What kind of monster is that… !”

The saint with flowing silver hair reacted with horror and took the scepter of the dark night.

Kugugugung-.

As black thunderbolts gathered, a barrier was deployed.

It was to somehow stop the spirit rider’s unstoppable advance.

However, the spirit rider struck down the bastard sword and instantly shattered the barrier.

“The second saint! Please tie up the mercenary king!”

“Eight! I got it, I got it!”

Ludmila shouted in a sharp voice.

In response, Zeveline swallowed her sleep and threw away her grip.

-… … !

The fragments of the barrier destroyed by the spirit rider emitted lightning all at once. The thunderbolt that developed like that was aimed at the spirit rider who was trying to force a charge, temporarily blocking his movement.

There was no way Ludmilla could have missed that split-second gap.

Grumbling.

The fiercely burning flames of tyranny hit the undead directly. A direct attack was blocked by the polearm, but the fire exploded with an angry explosion and engulfed the undead.

-Sometimes, sometimes… By attack… !!

Damn.

So so so so-.

The blue eye glow became even more brutal.

At the same time, the flames that were burning the undead began to freeze.

power is taken away

The flames, which boasted fierce firepower, subsided.

On the contrary, the cold emanating from the undead’s soul became more intense.

seizure.

A unique power given to a person who has become undead.

Ludmila, who saw him in front of her, stepped back, distorting her beautiful face.

“The second saint!”

“Anyway, you have a lot to wish for!”

Quaguaguagua. Caguaguaguaguawa-.

Power compressed to its limit cannot overcome the pressure and is bound to explode.

It explodes.

The cold air of death surrounding the undead vibrated fiercely.

Jeveline, who immediately saw through Ludmilla’s intention, struck the tattered ground with a series of shock waves and created a hole in the sky. The undead, who were concentrating on the outburst of power, suddenly fell into a bottomless pit.

“Prepare for shock! There will be repercussions!”

“Yes!”

Cooggg-.

The ground is shaking.

It was the aftermath of an explosion emitted by an undead who fell off a cliff a thousand miles away.

It should be as far away as possible.

Ludmilla left the scene while hugging Jebeline’s slender waist.

That moment.

The ground frozen with snow and ice rippled like waves and an explosion unfolded. Ludmilla and Zeveline expressed astonishment after witnessing the extraordinary phenomenon of the ground turning over.

“Obviously the undead robbed me of my godhood and strengthened my own power.”

“And he released the godhead he had stolen. There were loopholes in the process.”

gap.

In the process of releasing divinity, gaps are inevitably revealed.

Robbery is nothing more than the taking away of power.

Because it cannot be fully used under its own power, the troublesome result of discharge occurs.

Ludmilla and Zebeline looked anxiously at the source of the explosion. As expected, as they expected, the spirit rider crawled out of the bottomless pit in good condition.

-come… . A horse with a single horn.

The undead stretched out its grasp.

Then a black shadow rose from the cliff filled with cold.

Purr!!

It was a horseman with a sharp single horn that answered the undead’s call.

A cursed ghost horse whose flesh has all crumbled away and only its emaciated skeleton remains. As a familiar to a hero who has become a slave to fortune, his appearance is nothing short of creepy.

The undead rode on a ghost horse.

It was the moment when I became a horseman in the true sense of the word.

-I’m going… !

Purr.

With the sound of a horse neighing, the spirit rider holding the military flag began to gallop.

* * *

Words are a force that exerts influence on the cause and effect of reality.

one word-.

Even a single word can take a life.

If ‘disappears.’ If he said that, the village would collapse in an instant without a trace. And ‘disappear without even a trace.’ If this strong will was expressed, even the city would be wiped out in an instant.

Great power always comes with disastrous consequences.

Beatrice, who was aware of reality from an early age, never used words or commands except when treating critically ill patients on the battlefield. They were busy hiding the words, considering it a complete taboo.

『Broken.』

But the monster that imitated Beatrice’s image was different.

He only spit out malice, as if embodying the pure malice that dominates his mind.

“Ugh!”

Kwasik!

My left shoulder, bound by the power of the Unspoken Spirit, was broken.

Edanant responded with a barrage of artillery fire and mobilized his divine powers to heal his broken left shoulder.

“With Beatrice’s appearance and voice… ! Do not tarnish the saint’s miracles!!”

The miracle of a saint.

It was like the symbol of Beatrice, the heroine of a romantic fantasy.

Overcame numerous crises.

And saved countless people.

A pure white saint who brought hope to humanity devastated by the invasion of the devil’s army and cultists. The monster’s actions of using the miracle of the saint’s words solely for the purpose of killing were nothing short of a disgrace that lowered Beatrice’s reputation.

-I will take it out even by force.

The Armor of Ashes has been summoned.

At the same time, the sky rumbled and numerous missiles were deployed.

Surface-to-air missile.

It was a weapon that pierced the dragon statues that were guarding the Demon King’s Castle.

The monster, who saw the strange metal lumps that suddenly appeared, briefly expressed doubt. This is because the metal weapon equipped with a sharp cylindrical cone was an unidentified object that did not exist in Beatrice’s memories or in the knowledge stored in the ashes of death.

『Explode!』

Kwaaaang!!

As the monster shouted, the metal pieces exploded on their own.

It’s not unusual.

It must be Edanant’s secret weapon.

Therefore, the monster tried to block the attack at the source by activating its command without hesitation.

I love you so much -.

However, the number of incoming missiles was too large to be countered with the power of words.

The number of self-destructed weapons was only about 10.

Because it was a short statement made in a split second, the deterrence power to engage with reality is bound to be weak.

Edanant saw through the short-term skirmish and mobilized a large quantity of war. In particular, an extensive barrage of artillery fire was launched to give the monster no time to change its offensive.

───────!!!

Nearly a dozen surface-to-air missiles all hit the target.

Even if he couldn’t finish it right away, he would have been rendered incapable of fighting.

Edanant raised his head and stared at the scene of destruction, filled with snow, ice, and gunpowder.

“Ugh… Aaaah!!”

The monster’s sharp roar rang out.

As if in response, a strong frosty wind struck the inside of the Demon King’s Castle.

-What is that… .

As if the sun disappeared due to the intervention of the moon, the surroundings suddenly became dark. The shadow that blocked the explosion of surface-to-air missiles eventually soared upward, taking the form of a vicious giant.

Sharp, towering horns.

Eyes flashing blue like a will-o’-the-wisp.

Every time I exhaled, white cold air flowed out.

Because the urgent task was to block the artillery fire that fell like lightning, it ended up being an incomplete summons. The giant who was summoned by creating a frosty wind as if to show him existed only in his upper body.

-Is that the ash of death? My mind was sealed, leaving me an empty shell.

Tyranny takes the form of a three-headed dragon,

Kia took on the form of a blindfolded fallen angel.

And death appeared in the form of a giant who seemed to mix the characteristics of the devil and the undead.

So so so so-.

When the giant extended his grip, the cold concentrated and a spear made of ice was created.

“Edanant… .”

The monster with flowing white hair raised its head, letting out a chilling voice.

The black and white flames in his left and right eyes were burning even more fiercely.

『Die right then and there.』

It was different from the ghost I had dealt with just moments ago.

The monster mobilized the power of the fortune of death and activated the power of the spirit.

Instant death.

The sentence of the spirit, which even contained the deity of fortune, took Edanant’s life.

Reality manipulation. A force that alters cause and effect.

Edanant, who had been sentenced to death, lowered his head and vomited blood. However, I somehow managed to avoid instant death, and even though I stumbled several times, I somehow managed to maintain my balance.

-Using the spirit of speech and the divinity of death at the same time… ! Cough! They use dirty tricks!

If the god of war had not moved arbitrarily, he would have just lost his life.

My eyesight became dizzy.

Edanant clasped his hands as he thanked the Goddess of Fortune for her help.