episode_0157

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The strange neighing sound of a horse.

A vast land polluted with poison and fire.

Tens of thousands of spirits flying through the sky, screaming and laughing.

It’s hell.

The kings of evil, classified as the highest level of undead, opened hell.

If a corrupt saint’s party invades this world, the entire continent will turn into hell. Numerous countries, including the Valtaria Empire and the Holy Empire of Gael, would suffer damage close to extinction or perish.

It must be stopped.

It had to be stopped here somehow.

“I’m sorry, Edanant. It seems like it will be impossible to subdue it!”

In order to return it to its original state, he attempted to subdue the heroes of the saint’s party who had been reduced to undead. However, Ludmila eventually realized that it was impossible and took a final hardline measure.

Destroy it on the spot.

Even the heroes who sacrificed themselves to save the world would certainly wish for that.

Please die as a hero to humanity.

I cannot make you the culprit of destruction.

Grumbling-.

The flames of tyranny rose.

Dragon wings formed from flames unfolded behind Ludmilla’s back.

That’s not all.

The fiercely burning flames began to form a single shape, as if they were self-conscious.

-Khahahaha! We are finally liberated! Foolish poor people of this world, welcome the resurrection of tyranny!!

Three-headed dragon.

A three-headed dragon appeared.

Although it was only a powder shaped like flame as a medium, it was enough to overwhelm the battlefield. The three-headed dragon that appeared while spewing out eons of flame even stopped the spirit rider riding the ghost horse from galloping.

“Allowed. Burn them all.”

Eyes stained black.

Red eyes burning like sulfur.

The apostle of tyranny in the form of a half-man, half-dragon opened his mouth.

At the solemn voice calling for annihilation, the three-headed dragon spread its huge wings and rejoiced. This is because the vessel of misfortune, which has consistently displayed only messy and frustrating aspects, has finally revealed the essence of tyranny.

“How about a little more self-respect? I wonder if the old maid hysteria has subsided again… .”

A girl with flowing silver hair took a step forward and stood next to Ludmilla.

Eyes that sparkle like the night sky.

And those blue eyes that shine so coldly.

Kwagwagwagwa-.

Black-colored lightning rained down.

The lightning that fell like that gathered around the Saint of Kia and formed a shape. Just as dragon wings were created behind Ludmilla, strangely distorted wings of a fallen angel were born behind Zebeline.

also-.

With a squeak, a black cloth wrapped Jebeline in an embrace.

-Hurry up and give the order… . Order me anything.

Lightning, which had been shaking on the ground, erupted in an instant. As if to restore its original form, the baptism by lightning created a fallen angel that exudes an alluring charm.

Fallen angel.

A traitor to heaven who was corrupted by misfortune.

A red veil covering both eyes.

A hideously torn mouth with sharp teeth sticking out.

Although he boasted a beautiful figure that would captivate any man in the world, many parts of his body were disfigured and disfigured, as if showing that he was an outcast from heaven. Moreover, it was so majestic that you had to look up at it for a long time, making it very creepy.

“First saint. I would like to thoroughly criticize my rudeness just now… .”

“There’s no room for that, right? We need to join Ethan as soon as possible. And the Third Princess would have reached the Demon King Castle by now.”

We can’t waste time on useless arguments.

Currently, Edanant is engaged in a fierce battle in the Demon King’s Castle.

Grumbling-. Kwagwagwagwa-.

The flames of tyranny and the thunderbolts of hunger rained down at the same time.

As if reacting to this, the ghost rider with the bastard sword and polearm dangling began to gallop at lightning speed, urging the ghost horse.

* * *

Blazing flames. A rushing thunderbolt.

Opposing him was an undead holding a heavy weapon in both hands.

Tuhaang-.

The bastard sword cut down the flames.

And the sharp tip of the polearm pierced through the lightning.

He escaped the fierce fire while showing off his superhuman martial skills. However, waiting for the spirit rider on the ghost horse was Ludmila, who had transformed into a half-human, half-dragon.

-Keu… !

The fiery evil of tyranny lies before our eyes.

No matter how bold the warrior was, he would naturally try to avoid the attack instinctively.

However, the mercenary king, who had been reduced to the undead, chose the regular method. As if to prove it, he spurred the ghost horse that was galloping and increased its speed to its maximum.

‘You can become stronger! If you push your power to the limit… ! No, it brings out a power that transcends limits!’

Ludmilla’s eyes, which had been flashing red, were slit into long almond shapes.

dragon.

The current Ludmilla was like a dragon.

It flapped its wings, scattering countless sparks. At the same time, Ludmila swung the sharp tip of her sword, engulfed in the flames of tyranny, in a straight line.

The power accumulated to the limit is released all at once.

It was similar to a cannon that fired loaded shells.

It must be ended in one blow.

If the undead activate Robbery again, the consequences will be reversed.

The crimson flames followed the undead in a dizzying straight line. The spirit rider, who witnessed the fiercely burning tyranny, raised his bastard sword and polearm to block the attack.

Ka ga ga ga ga ga ga ga ga ga ga ga ga ga ──!!!

The metal let out a scream.

And the crimson flames collided with the undead, causing an explosion.

The armor was shattered.

The ghost horse engulfed in fire let out a scream and disappeared.

The rider, who had lost his mount, rolled around on the ground. Even though he was mortally wounded, his entire body scorched by flames, the spirit rider stood up while relying on his bastard sword and polearm.

Taang-.

The Saint of Hunger struck down the scepter of the dark night.

Churrr-.

Then, the fallen angel’s chain formed from black thunderbolts shot out and wrapped around the undead.

They bound the arms and legs and put pressure on the body at the same time.

He grabbed the hilt of the bastard sword covered in the cold of death, but it was only a helpless struggle. The more they struggled to escape, the more the fallen angel’s chains dug in, suppressing the undead’s actions.

“The first saint!”

When I barely stopped the spirit rider’s gallop -.

Ludmila, who was sighing in relief, suddenly screamed.

Cold metallic sound.

The sharp tip of a sword flew from behind and threatened the saint.

An undead made of skeletons that shine black like obsidian. The Abyss Knight, who summoned numerous spirits by opening a gap, entered the battlefield as he crossed the snowy field.

Lots of cards!

The fallen angel’s chain swung and the tip of the sword bounced off.

As a result, the Abyss Knight, who had attempted a surprise attack, retreated for a moment.

“Abyss Knight… ! Is it really a swordsman?”

“The Sword Saint is the person who faced Ethan at the Fortress of the Immortals!”

A young man who boasted a handsome appearance was reduced to an undead, with only his scrawny skeleton remaining. It was even more shocking because I saw it before it was reduced to undead.

Sword Saint.

regicide.

And the cursed undead.

These were the words of a hero filled with misfortune.

Jeveline’s mouth trembled as she faced the new undead.

“First Saint, can you continue the battle?”

“It’s a little tough, but I have to give it a try. The second princess still has a lot of strength.”

Is it thanks to the liberation of wealth?

Even though he had just been in a fierce fight with the spirit rider, his entire body was still overflowing with vitality.

The three-headed dragon of tyranny and the fallen angel of hunger faced the Abyss Knight. The undead facing the monsters of evil raised the sharp tip of their swords and summoned numerous spirits that had been liberated from the gaps.

Kkkk!

Kihahahahaha!!

Painful screams and maniacal laughter.

The commanders who responded to the Abyss Knight’s call surrounded Ludmilla and Zeveline.

Crash-.

The undead drew his sword.

In response, the commands that were flying in the sky like crows attempted to descend all at once.

There was a flash of light.

It meant that the sword saint swung the blade.

Any process,

No sound was heard.

The Sword Saint’s sword flew in a smooth trajectory and flew right in front of my eyes.

Haha!!!

Ludmilla and Zebeline did not move.

Because I saw him appear with the brilliance of the holy sword.

I knocked out the sword energy.

At the same time, he swung the tip of his sword again and tore the Abyss Knight’s armor to pieces.

“Of course, uncle!”

“… Cheongoilwoong.”

A young man with an expression as blunt as ice faced the undead with a holy sword hanging down. Even though most of his energy was exhausted and his lifespan was greatly reduced, his skills, which were almost divine, were still sharp.

Abyss Knight, who was counterattacked by Maximilian, stepped back for a moment and raised his sword.

“… … .”

I took possession of the holy sword.

As if responding to the warrior’s will, the remaining three holy swords also rose in the air.

Yellow star. A star. Baekseong (white star). Black star.

As the Demon Destroyer’s Four Holy Swords radiated brilliance all at once, the evil spirits retreated, letting out screams.