Episode 155
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Just before the messenger fled, the main force led by the 7th Prince Modred left.
When the full force of the crusaders, consisting of the leading princes of the empire and the strongmen they led, arrived at the first fortress.
A young boy was standing alone at the entrance to the fortress, his eyes tightly shut with black bandages.
However, there is no reason to let your guard down just because your opponent is a young boy. The Iron Cross cavalry under Modred all prepared to charge, and the magicians all accelerated their circles.
Standing before the Empire’s proud large army, the boy opened his mouth softly.
Frederick the Immortal, founder of Saxony.
Furthermore, as ‘Eldritch’, standing at the top of the Shadow Tower, in the deepest part of the darkness of the Demon World.
“Highest Order Program: 《The Watcher of Heaven》.”
At the same time, from the high heavens, the gods began to look down on them.
Through the gaping gap in the sky between the two worlds… … ‘God’ was looking at them with his large, single eye blinking.
And the god had countless tentacles.
He was a god who did not love people.
The tentacles of the god slithered down through the gap.
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The troops commanded by the ‘Black Prince’ as the representative of Saxony were as follows:
The Black Cavalry, comprised of the Night Raven Knights, the proud destroyers of the battlefield of the Duke of Saxony.
Black magicians under the command of the Black Lord.
Furthermore, the Black Armor Company, which exists solely for Dale, and among them, a 100-man heavy armored infantry unit armed with artifact armor and claiming to be Dale’s direct personal guard, are guarding the ‘Black Prince’.
And even the House of York, with whom Dale had previously formed a secret alliance, and their vaunted Order of the Blue Rose, and finally the northern lords who were loyal to Saxony, could not be an exception.
When Dale received a report from a messenger on Modred’s side, he was about to hastily turn his troops towards the first fortress.
Beyond the horizon where darkness and cold intertwined, another unit appeared.
Towards the 4th fortress where the ‘Black Prince’ and the troops he commands are located.
The shadows seen in the distance gradually came closer, and it was the Knights Templar, a religious order that claimed to be the standard-bearers of the church, wearing white surcoats with a blood-red cross engraved on them.
And even the Knights of the Rosicrucian Order of Lancaster, with their white and red rose emblem.
It was one of the four crusader units, with the church as its standard-bearer.
At first, they too heard the messenger’s report and thought he was going to join Dale’s force.
But before that, when the white magic of the white wizards there began to swirl and the ‘Hymn of War’ began to resonate.
Furthermore, when the heaven imagined by the 7th Circle White Mage, Vorenus, was laid over the darkness and cold of the Demon King’s Territory.
“Everyone, prepare for battle immediately.”
Dale shouted without a moment’s hesitation.
“Excuse me, combat stance?”
At those words, Sir Jonath, who was beside Dale, asked back in bewilderment.
“But what’s over there is a force of crusaders… … .”
“Yes, they must be carrying out their own temple.”
“no way.”
Sir Yoness swallowed his breath in bewilderment.
“Tell them to quickly gather their strength and hold on tight, gritting their teeth so they don’t die.”
Immediately afterwards, without any hesitation, Sir Yoness shouted:
“Establish a cavalry defensive position and prepare for the shock of a cavalry charge!”
Dale’s orders quickly spread through the chain of command throughout the unit.
The first rank of the cavalry charge were claimed by the Master Templars of the Knights Templar, and further by the Templars under them.
Blood knights armed with mad convictions. Like the Lusignan flag of old, they rode their horses, clad in blood armor.
Above that, the White Tower’s boastful hymn magic was added, and their bodies began to be surrounded by holy light.
‘These crazy kids are really… … .’
No matter what, even Dale could not have imagined that he would act so recklessly. However, he could not deny what he saw in front of him. Nothing would change.
Now, what Dale was doing was war.
The distance between the two sides was quickly closing. The opponent was already in battle readiness, and the ‘Sword of the Church’ was enchanted with hymn magic. However, Dale was not one to be easily defeated.
Why they suddenly tried to hit me in the back of the head, it’s a question for later. The battle had begun and there was no turning back.
Dale and his Black Armor Company, as well as the dismounted Night Ravens and Blue Rose Knights, hastily formed a battle line and prepared for defense.
Against the cavalry charge of the church, which was rapidly closing the distance towards them.
“In the name of the Holy Goddess, I come to avenge the Lusignan brothers and to carry out the work of the Goddess, to inflict holy vengeance on the Saxon apostates who are in league with the Demons!”
The voice of one Master Templar was amplified by magic and resonated loudly. Collusion with the Demons, Lusignan’s revenge.
Dale shut his mouth in disbelief.
With their backs turned to the pouring sun, golden clouds, and celestial scenery, the bloody knights began to gallop.
“The goddess desires it!”
“Kill them all, for the Goddess will separate her people!”
Even now, without any regard for the unknown disaster that is happening to the 7th Prince Modred and his troops.
The swords of the church charging with their backs turned to heaven.
However, the advantage of geography for a wizard can never be ignored. Dale’s circle accelerated, and furthermore, he could feel the resonance of the power of Shuve rooted in his heart.
The darkness that dwells in this land is a force that exists solely for the sake of Dale and Saxony.
That is why ‘Black Prince’ added another winter night to the cold and darkness.
Fortunately, the world that dwelled on this land was itself the world of the Shadow Lord.
Even if the person in front of him was a 7th circle white magician, it wouldn’t make a difference.
The two high-ranking wizards each created their own otherworldly realms, and the two worlds began to collide.
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The sky was torn apart, and through the celestial rift beyond, ‘God’ was looking into this world.
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Like a person blinking his large, single eye, observing a colony of ants on the ground.
An innumerable number of tentacles began to slither down around the god’s eyes.
“Ouch, aaaah!”
“Save me! Save me!”
“Please don’t leave me! Please!”
The pitch-black tentacles wrap around the soldiers and drag them up to the ‘heaven’ where God resides.
It was no use running anywhere. In this endlessly spreading frozen land, there was nowhere for them to run.
The tentacles continued to descend, raping and devouring the soldiers.
Either you get caught in the tentacles and your body gets crushed, or your internal organs burst out, or you struggle and get dragged to the ‘place where God is’…
Screams echoed from all over the place. Some were crying, while others were losing their minds and bursting into laughter.
It was pure madness from hell.
An overwhelming power that even a knight’s aura or a wizard’s magic cannot dare to touch.
In the face of that madness, a knight who had once joined the Crusades with deep faith in the cause of the Holy War thought:
Was this really the goddess he believed in? Was the madness unfolding now really what she desired?
Even if that thing is nothing more than an evil spirit, then where is the goddess who should save him?
Why is the kind and compassionate Sister God remaining silent?
“Why… … .”
The knight looked up to the sky and begged. But in that sky, the god he desired was not there.
“Eloi, Eloi, lama sabachthani (My God, my God, why have you forsaken me)… … .”
The knight muttered weakly, and before he knew it, a tentacle had slid down and wrapped itself around his body.
The tentacles began to wrap around his body and rise into the sky.
“… … .”
The knight no longer resisted.
No, rather, he smiled brightly.
Yes… … This is ascension! The Goddess herself has praised his devotion and placed him next to her!
‘I am ascending to heaven now!’
How could I not know the profound meaning of the Sister Goddess! Goddess, please forgive the short-lived faith of this unbeliever!
“Hee, heeheehe… … .”
The knight laughed.
“Hehe, hee, eheeheehee… … .”
I began to laugh, overcome by an indescribable sense of bliss.
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The two worlds of heaven and winter night clashed, and there was no room for the world of the elders to intervene.
To be frank, even the current Dale cannot easily approach the territory of the 7th Circle. However, as was the case when he first obtained the Book of the Black Goat and confronted Cardinal Nikolai, pure skill does not determine everything in a magician’s fight.
In the world of winter night, Dale unfolds the avatar of the Shadow Lord.
He simply snapped his fingers at the bloody knights advancing towards him.
The area beneath their feet was covered in darkness, and Shadow Lurkers spurted their thorny tentacles at the Templars from the darkness.
“Goddess, please give me light so that I can drive away this darkness before me!”
Against the darkness of the shadow lurkers, bloody knights swung their swords.
At the same time, as if a satellite barrage was pouring down from the sky, a pillar of light covered the lake of shadows that Dale had spread out.
The darkness of the area hardened like a salt desert, but the pillar of light did not advance any further towards Dale.
Because Dale’s world is blocking it.
A fight between the most powerful wizards without a doubt, but Dale’s influence on the battlefield was by no means limited to that of a wizard.
“Lady Shadow.”
He called out to his knight, who, as usual, remained silent in Dale’s shadow.
A silhouette took shape in the darkness, and Dale looked up along with her.
The approaching blood knights spread their bloody wings wide and took flight behind them.
The blood angels, the avatars of the Knights Templar, were soon filling the sky… … .
Towards them, a black Valkyrie spread her wings and flew up.
At the same time, the Templars on the ground, who were not equipped with Avatars or flying abilities, finally swooped down on the defensive positions of the Black Armor Company and the Night Raven Knights.
Kuung!
Worlds collided with worlds, and soldiers collided with soldiers.
In it, the Shadow Lord finally drew his sword. It was not the pitch-black magic sword that once symbolized Dale.
The warrior’s beloved sword, Peacemaker, obtained after defeating Mikhail Lancaster.
In the world of the white and dark winter night, a heavenly light began to swirl, as displayed by the white magician of the 7th circle.
The war has begun.
