“Ha ha, whoa.”
On top of the tall black tree.
With the soles of his feet pinned to the edge of a steep tree, Simon was gasping for breath. Because it was so high, I felt a little dizzy.
And a middle-aged man in a black coat floating in the sky above it.
“Why are you struggling so much? Commander of the Betrayal Corps.”
Savior, Arakmurad.
He opened his arms and grinned like a demon.
“I understand the hard work and passion. Uncle, when I see you, I think of the old days for nothing. There is something that makes your blood boil and your heart ache. Is this man a man? by the way.”
At his gesture, dozens of green ‘nails’ flashed in the air. They ended in an orderly fashion.
“Efforts are meaningful when they start from a legitimate line.”
Wedge!
Shut!
Shut!
The nails started flying at a bloody speed.
Simon created an output on Peer’s bone armor and frantically avoided the nails. From the side of the cheek, between the knees, the super-sized nails passed Simon and hit the tree in quick succession! thud! get stuck Simon was dodging as if performing tricks, sometimes tumbling and snapping his head.
“Is all effort the same? No, no. No matter what color you spread on the drawing paper that has already been painted black, it will only have a bad effect. Is sweat equal for everyone? No, no. A child born as the son of a shoe shine and a child born as the son of a bank manager receive different wages even though they work the same hours.”
Empty! Empty! Empty! Empty! Empty! Empty! Empty!
Nails spawn and fire faster.
Sweat broke out on Simon’s head.
“Everything is messed up. It is set incorrectly in the first place. Yes, the world is the problem. What a damn world!”
[That babbling nonsense!]
Taa!
Simon planted his right foot on the tree and swung the Greatsword of Destruction.
[Do it in moderation!]
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
The Greatsword of Destruction drew a long line in the air, splitting all the nails that came within the radius of the sword strike or deflecting them with wind pressure.
“I don’t like that kind of pushy attitude in discussions.”
Arakmurad spread his hands.
“The world is full of different thoughts and opinions. Let him feel and understand.”
Simon bit his lip.
[Then what is the purpose of you saviors?]
“That’s a tricky question to answer, since all the saviors have different ideas.”
Arak Murad licked his lips.
“We all have different abilities, inclinations, and competencies. But everyone agrees that we need to change and save this world.”
[Are you attacking the continent for that purpose? Violence does not change the world.]
“No, no. What we do now is for the bigger picture. It’s kind of a preparatory step. Did you guys notice at this point too?”
he raised an eyebrow.
“That we are causing ‘chaos’ in the world.”
This time, the air shuddered and ten giant green hammers appeared. Above that, nails were prepared with the second viscount’s head showing.
Kaaang!
Soon, a hammer swung itself and sent the nail flying. Simon flinched and stood still. A nail was stuck under his feet, as if it had been there all along.
A drop of sweat trickled down the back of his neck.
‘Is this a bit dangerous?’
“One is a tasting service, go?”
Caang!
Kaaang!
kang!
All the hammers moved on their own and started blowing nails.
The pace was too fast.
After several attempts to evade, Simon eventually gave up his counterattack and hid behind a tree. However, Arakmurad also smiled and changed direction with the hammers.
‘There is a limit to avoiding like this.’
Simon looked at me.
A complex black magic is being prepared. My concentration is focused on this side, so I can’t move properly.
‘I can’t cancel the magic circle. then… … !’
At that time, Arak Murad, who had circled around from afar and recaptured Simon’s location, was about to blow the nails away with a hammer in the air.
Parbat!
I see a rosy flash coming out of Simon’s face.
Chwaaaaaang!
When the sword light flashed again, rose petals burst out from the flying nails and were torn apart and disappeared.
Chwaaaaang!
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
Matching the speed of the flying nail, the sword light drew long marks in succession, and rose petals bloomed in all directions. Arakmurad made a surprised sound, “Oooh,” and Simon smiled in contemplation.
From the helmet to the boots, the entire body was covered in smooth silver armor. What I held in my hand was an Aura Blade built with ‘Death Aura’.
[Thank you, Death Knight.]
– Keying!
The Death Knight grabbed Simon’s hand and raised him up. Then she slammed her forehead against Simon’s to express her affection.
After Simon laughed, he looked back at Arak Murad.
“Legion, Legion. I’ve heard of it, but I didn’t expect it to be this much.”
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Arakmurad said as he sculpted the nails with a gesture of his hand.
“Isn’t it a foul for one necromancer to carry so many strong undead? Are there any risks? The world is so unfair.”
‘He’s talking to someone else.’
chump chump chump chump!
Once again the nails are flying. Simon and Death Knight held the Greatsword of Destruction and the Aura Blade in both hands and took the same slashing posture leaning sideways. Soon, they started swinging their swords at the same time.
Chew!
Chow!
Chwaaaaaang!
White and rose-colored sword lights were drawn in the air in succession, and they began to cut down hundreds of flying nails. The white color covered the front, then the rose color covered it again. The two of them come forward and come out repeatedly, adjusting their stamina and tempo.
“Added an oversized number of nails!”
Arakmurad smiled and continued to increase the number of nails.
At that time, the Death Knight jumped out in front of Simon, raised the flag attached to his back, and swung it loudly.
– Keying!
“huh?”
Tadada dat!
Tadadadadadat!
Before I knew it, I saw the undead climbing up the trees.
It was not the Legion’s undead. A group of infected that Death Knight ‘forcibly turned into undead’. They leaped from the trees and charged towards the floating Arakmurad.
“Do you control other people’s ‘soles’ too? This is a bit of a foul.”
Arakmurad held a hammer directly in his hand. Then, the color of the hammer became more vivid green and it swelled tenfold in size.
He swung it to blow away the infected undead controlled by the Death Knight.
Swoop.
Chaaaak!
In the meantime, Simon and Death Knight were preparing counterattack techniques.
Pull your arms in the same motion, and spread your legs the same width.
[Let’s go, Death Knight.]
– Keying!
Simon’s legs swept slowly down the floor, and both hands made clean movements.
<Imperial swordsmanship – Wuhua>
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
A white sword shot out at the speed of light. Arak Murad, who had been swinging her hammer to expel the infected, leaned back with a smile.
“I was just watching. no use… … .”
<Imperial swordsmanship – Wuhua>
His words stopped abruptly. Next to the white swordsmanship that had just been drawn on the side, a rose-colored swordsmanship was drawn as if crossing an X.
“… … It is an acknowledgment.”
Wow!
His body cracked and he fell to the floor. All the nails and hammers around him melted away.
Finally, Simon let out a sigh of relief.
‘Does it make sense that it’s so hard to catch each one?’
– Keying!
Either that or not, Death Knight suddenly hugged Simon and hit his forehead. I felt a strong sense of joy from her thoughts. Simon also pushed Peer’s helmet up.
“Ahaha, is it that good?”
– Keying!
Simon, who was quietly brushing the Death Knight’s shoulder, opened his mouth with a rather stiff face.
“I got to know your past. Who are you and what happened?”
– Keying?
“Do you resent me for resurrecting you?”
Simon lowered his eyes slightly.
“If you want… … .”
Sew.
At that time, the Death Knight took off the helmet himself. Like pearls, round eyes shimmered inside the spotless, smooth skull.
Suddenly, he put his forehead on Simon’s head.
“ah.”
Simon’s voice trembled.
“Are you saying thank you?”
– Keying!
Soon, the Death Knight hugged Simon and started rubbing his forehead. Simon laughed ahaha and struggled to get out of the Death Knight’s reach.
“okay okay. I won’t say that again.”
-Keying!
After a little rest, it was time to move again.
Simon sent the Death Knight down the tree and stood up.
‘Goes.’
Simon removed the magic circle attached to his body and spread it out in the air.
Woo woo woo!
A giant magic circle.
Then, Simon bounced twice on Elizabeth’s spider web that was hanging far away.
Ask if you are ready.
bumpy.
After a while, three bounces responded.
ready look. It was confirmed that everyone in the vicinity had evacuated.
Simon clenched his fists.
“The corpse exploded.”
next.
A huge explosion sounded and engulfed the surroundings.
It was none other than Prince’s corpse explosion.
The area with the most trees in the west of the city was blown away with a corpse explosion.
“Next, start.”
Roaring!
Rurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!
This time, trees all over the city started to catch fire.
– It was different from the common trees on the continent. I already went and checked to see if it caught fire, but it was a material that had some resistance to fire.
Contrary to the story of the zombie butler who said so, the black tree was burning roaringly when Simon’s instructions fell.
[Alaze. The best undead technician.]
Beneath the burning tree stood Alaze, a lump of flesh wearing a robe.
[The outside of the tree is resistant to fire, but the inside is no different from normal wood. Completion of a special solution combination that melts the outside and allows fire to spread easily inside.]
Undead like caterpillars were spitting liquid everywhere. The viscous liquid was put aside by the skeletons in potion bottles.
Soon the undead picked it up and scattered, pouring liquid and oil on the trees.
[One more fire goes!]
Hersheba rose to a high altitude and threw the golden chest towards the tree.
As soon as the golden coin is released, the box turns into sand and disappears, and the gunpowder in it spills onto the oil-soaked tree.
Roaring!
The wood begins to burn wildly.
This is a declaration of war.
It meant that he would fight against Arak Murad until the end.
Simon was watching the burning city.
“Great.”
Simon turned his head. Another Arakmurad was flying from the sky.
“I don’t know how many years this old man has been angry.”
[…] … .]
Simon grinned in a cold sweat and grabbed the Greatsword of Destruction.
‘This is the guy.’
All Arakmurad make great use of their shared powers, but experience has shown that not all are equal. There was also a subtle difference in strength between them.
and this guy.
Ching-ching—
Arak Murad killed Prince four times and defeated even Hersheba, who mobilized the mummy troops.
Ching-ching- ching-ching—
As he beckoned, a huge chain rose in the air. The chain was shaken by something like a pendulum, and sometimes by a large blade or mace.
Arakmurad was sitting in one of them.
“This man, my hamstrings are a little numb. I have to die quickly, Corps Commander.”
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Keying-!
An observer sent outside the gray wall for the first time is flying inside.
As the observer reflected the surrounding scene, the people watching from outside the gray wall cheered.
“I see the residents over there!”
“My father is still alive! Good luck!”
“My house is safe too!”
Everyone outside the wall focused on the sight the observer was showing with excited faces.
“Oh, undead! Isn’t it dangerous?”
“no! The undead are evacuating people!”
The undead of the Legion dealt with the swarming crowd of infected and guided people to a safe place.
Lorraine was squatting with her hands clasped, looking around with anxious eyes.
‘Simon, Simon. Where are you? Are you still okay?’
Soon, the observer flew in and gave a detailed view of the survivors. The people outside the walls murmured, each analyzing the situation or offering their views.
“But survivors, they are shaking something!”
“It is a flag. What is that flag?”
I hear people screaming and wailing as they vigorously wave their flags.
One necromancer who was watching said in a low voice.
“cheer up. It seems to say.”
“what? Are you rooting for the undead?”
At that time, the observer shakes greatly once.
It seemed to be hit by something like a wave or a strong headwind. The people watching the screen made a startled sound.
“Please turn the screen up.”
At Lorraine’s instruction, the necromancer who was controlling the artifact nodded.
Soon, the observer’s sight reflected in the sky.
The sky flashes, the atmosphere shakes.
The high altitude of Bell Heights.
someone was fighting
‘Simon!’
Lorraine directed the observer to face upwards.
The observer artifact rises higher and higher. The higher the altitude, the wider the view around.
“There are survivors all over the city!”
Numerous survivors were waving the flags of the 7th Corps. It was a shocking fact that they were all Shahed. But on the roof, on the roof of their own house, they are shouting as one.
– Win.
– Win!
The Observer illuminated the sky again. Two people bumping into each other in midair.
I see a middle-aged man wearing a black coat, moving countless chain scythes and pendulums swinging in the air.
– Won’t you stop now? This man, I’ll make a sincere suggestion.
It crackles and his voice rings out.
– Commander of the Legion of Betrayal. A world once distorted cannot be restored. Isn’t it the world that made you a traitor? We have to change the frame itself.
In response, a man holding a white greatsword and wearing skeleton armor.
Commander of the Betrayal Corps.
It looked pretty tough. He was coughing up blood after bumping into a tree, but he was waking up wiping his mouth.
I was saying something, but I can’t hear my voice very well.
“A little further forward!”
The Observer approaches Simon. The voices are starting to become more and more audible.
-You are.
Almost for the first time, the voice of the commander of the betrayal corps is properly captured.
Reporters scrambled to push the memorial crystal ball.
– No respect.
A conversation between a member of the society and the commander of the Legion of Betrayal.
The people on the other side of the wall kept their mouths shut and focused on the sound.
-Those who claim to be for a better world do not show respect for the existing world. Kill, molest, destroy. Even if you don’t see it, you can see what the new world you’re creating will be like.
The commander of the Betrayal Legion, who slowly rose, grabbed the greatsword and took a combat stance.
-It’s better to continue living as a traitor on this side than to cooperate with you guys.
While everyone’s eyes widened in surprise.
“Ha ha ha ha ha!”
Envisto, the kingdom’s best reporter, was thrilled.
Chicken skin grew on my arms and gave me goosebumps.
‘Perfect! Iza is truly an icon of the times! And Lee’s story is truly a heroic story!’
He took out the memorial crystal ball at random and started scrawling the notepad.
‘I’m going to create a world of interests from now on!’
