episode_0636

The various debris and soldiers falling from above are themselves a source of chaos.

The formation created by the spearmen collapses, and the knights’ attention is diverted as they shout to maintain discipline. Those standing on top also cannot move easily, fearing that they too may be attacked.

That is, now is the opportunity for us.

“Follow me. You idiots.”

He knocks the one in front with his shield and grabs the one behind him by the collar.

Ignoring the bewildered eyes, I threw it away, and those standing behind me fell down one after another.

The power of the majority comes from formation and tactics.

In a fantasy world where one person can handle hundreds or even thousands, a breakdown in formation is no different than losing the means to stop the strong.

“Hmm!”

Of course, the king knew this, so he placed knights in between.

“It smells♡”

No matter how strong you are, you cannot avoid a sword flying at lightning speed towards your neck the moment your gaze is stolen.

Even more so if it is faster than usual due to the saint’s blessing.

The knight’s head is blown off by Frey’s sword, and fear spreads among the soldiers.

Arthur snatched the spear from one of the soldiers and used his magical power to throw the spear towards one side of the railing.

The spear that had penetrated the stone wall eventually exploded inside the shield, creating further chaos.

“Power!”

Are you planning to respond slowly?

He grins and raises his shield at the shout from the sky.

The soldiers who had retreated melted to the ground and gathered around the knight.

Since we can’t be suppressed by the violence of the majority, are you going to fight again with a small number of elites?

It’s not a bad idea, you know.

Doesn’t that mud-like thing look so ominous?

“Great Lord, let the sun shine on their shadows.”

The divine magic that Faby unleashed was to block the movement of unholy life.

I could purify it, but that would be a huge waste of divinity, so I just did what I had to do and stepped back.

It’s a reasonable decision. There are people who will deal with the enemy if you just block their movements.

Frey’s sword. Arthur’s sword. My bludgeon. They fly towards different enemies as if they were predetermined, and break them apart.

“Lucy. Look up.”

As I turned my head following Joy’s words, the broken railing was put back together and the enemies who were clearly dead were getting up.

The same is true around us. We see soldiers who had been united as one, scattering once again and regaining their individual bodies.

“Can you win against an immortal enemy!?”

There is a hint of laughter in the King’s voice. I can guess what he wants to say.

Have you had fun playing with me so far? But what should I do? Everything you’ve done has been useless. That’s about it.

“That’s the expected scenario.”

My answer to that is, ‘You think I couldn’t have predicted this situation? Your head is like a flower garden.’

You took the power of Agra.

I naturally thought it would come in a dragged-out manner.

That’s what all the modders who were trying out that power for the first time did.

Actually, when I first encountered Agra’s power, it was difficult.

An enemy that resurrects even after dying! But if I ignore it, its numbers will pile up, and if I try to defeat it, it’s meaningless. Ah, it’s really annoying.

The dungeons in the main game, which seemed to have been carefully balanced, were difficult, but what about the mods that were blatantly trying to exploit them? There really was no answer.

In the end, the method I chose was speed running to run the shortest distance, but that’s only for rotten people like me.

This is not an option for most people.

Of course, there were other strategies as well.

“A sloppy saint.”

“The flame came from the sun. So the sun will protect the flame and it will not harm us.”

After confirming that our bodies were imbued with a blessing that increased our resistance to heat, I took a canister out of my inventory and threw it upward.

Immediately, Frey cuts open the barrel and Arthur creates a blast of wind, scattering the black liquid inside around.

“Spark. Bloom.”

As the black liquid splashes on the floor, Joy shouts with all her might.

A spark rises from the red gem that was thought to have consumed all its power, adding embers to the black liquid.

“Run! You rascals!”

I run towards the stairs as the flames start to rise.

You hear something burning behind you and enemies approaching, but ignore them.

They can’t catch up to us anyway. They’ll collapse before us.

“Brutal and efficient. Alright. Change your method.”

As soon as we step onto the round staircase, ghosts start appearing one by one around us.

They are not there to attack us, but to embrace us and explode.

“Bugs. It’s time to get to work.”

– at las!

– Are you singing?!

– I’m completely confident!

I put the divine spirit of the Lord in my throat. I have no intention of putting it into words. It is enough to hum with the spirit of purification.

“Ah~”

The voice that came out of his throat resonated throughout the surroundings.

– Ah~ – Ah~ – Ah~

It rings out once more, riding on the fairies.

It resonates so widely that it fills the space.

Those who ignore the end cannot be helped, but those who have already reached the end can be sent back.

The warmth that embraces even their resentment will make them accept the end.

While the commanders who had been rushing towards us disappeared one by one, my friends dealt with the attacks fired from the railing.

Clear your way through hundreds of attacks by cutting, counteracting, blocking, swallowing, and sending them back.

“This is difficult. Let’s change the method again.”

The spirits that had appeared out of nowhere suddenly disappeared, and a tremendous amount of magical power emanated from the wizards sitting at the top of the railing.

Ah. Now it seems like you can’t stop it by normal means, so you’re going to try to bring down the pillar itself?

Hahaha! Honey. It’s so cliche.

Explosions are certainly artistic, but only when they are our explosions.

I have no intention of admiring your explosions.

Throwing off his cloak, he leaps into the air, imbuing his armor with the power of embrace.

The greedy armor that attracted everything even strengthened itself with its nature by embracing the power of inclusion.

“Delayed explosion! 5 seconds left!”

I know what the magic of delayed explosion is. I remember the timing when the magic started, so I can ignore the rest of the story.

The moment when the magic circle glows, condensed flames shoot out in the shape of a spear, and the tip of the spear glows brightly.

just now.

The magic shots fired at me bounced into the air with a cheerful sound and exploded.

Using the recoil, I landed on the stairs again, grabbed the warrior’s cloak, and stabbed the idiot in the side.

“6 seconds. Were you planning on killing me?”

“That. You did!? Why?!”

“Why? Whyeee!?”

“Whoa! Whoaah!”

We reached the top just in time to punish Joy with five consecutive fatal side strikes. Kkulkkul glared at us with displeasure.

“It seemed like a good pigsty♡ You worked hard~♡ Piggy pig♡”

“I’m being petty.”

“Stupid inspector♡ What if you force human standards on Honey?♡ You have to praise her♡ She’s a smart Honey♡”

“It’s still a waste of time.”

Honeybee seemed to have something to say, but after hearing the conversation between me and Frey, she trembled and headed up.

Even a mummy’s face can turn red.

As we stepped upstairs, giggling, many rooms greeted us.

Are you asking me to choose the right path among these?

Probably if you follow the correct order you will reach the boss room.

If it’s meant to wear us down, then it’s not a bad thing.

Because originally, you would have to play with KkulKkul through trial and error.

But not when dealing with me.

“Joy. Do you sense something behind the door?”

“No. Not at all.”

“What about the saint?”

“I’m sorry. I don’t feel anything either.”

“…I’m asking just in case, Frey Kent. Are you?”

“Can I choose?”

“Of course not.”

“You’re petty.”

I leave my friends alone and look around at the many doors.

A feast of questions that couldn’t be found in any other corner. I hummed as I observed it all, and then stood in front of one place with a smile.

And when we opened the door, countless more doors greeted us. Along with the soldiers we had seen below.

“I’m going to run. Follow me.”

Perhaps Honeybee wanted us to struggle against undead soldiers while searching for the answer, but that won’t happen.

Because there is no reason to worry about the correct answer.

The place I chose is definitely the right one, so why would I waste time thinking and worrying?

As we leave the room, the number of soldiers lined up behind us increases.

The number of perverts trying to track us down and pounce on us keeps growing.

However, the hands of passionate stalkers will never reach us.

Because we never stopped even once.

As we were running for a while, the moment we arrived in front of a large door, the soldiers following us melted and disappeared.

“Don’t even think about resting. You never know what dirty things the little pig might have done to his cage.”

“I had no intention of resting in the first place.”

“This much is enough.”

“Haha. The training is paying off, Youngae.”

“Ugh… That… Huh… That’s right! Fabi!”

I looked at my friends who were arrogant and smirked, then stood in front and opened the door. Mira, who was sitting on the throne, glared at me with her chin resting on her hand.

“What kind of tricks are you talking about?”

“Huh?♡ What are you talking about, Oink?♡ I don’t know pig language?♡”

“What trick did you use to surpass astronomical odds!”

Sigh. Huh. I was wondering why you were so angry, and that was it?

“Are you curious?♡”

“God intervened. Right? He couldn’t overlook the apostle’s predicament and told you the answer. He upset the balance!”

“Poohahaha♡ Do you think a sloppy person is sloppy for no reason?♡ What can a sloppy person do when he’s been crushed by a retard♡”

“Stop talking nonsense! Didn’t you break the rules!”

“It’s sad to see you throw a tantrum♡ That’s what you want to believe♡”

“4 years!”

“Please beg~♡ Please tell me that I did something bad~♡ I’m a nitpicker who’s afraid of being criticized by girls~♡ And♡”

He raised his shield without hiding his laughter, bit his lip tightly, and rose from his undeserved throne.

“Have you ever thought about getting down on your knees and begging?♡”

“I will kneel down for four years and listen to your story.”

“Huh~♡ That kind of taste?♡”