409. Within the black waves
It is said that one knight can replace a thousand soldiers.
So what would you do if there were 10,000 people?
The count thought the other person was a knight and decided to kill him. Thus, it is a ghost of ten thousand people.
‘die.’
Become fertilizer.
Be nourishing.
Become prey.
So become a part of me.
The Count’s magic circle had only one effect. It is about realizing my custom world into reality.
As a result, the ghost has a physical entity, so it is a ghost soldier.
It is a wave that advances based on a body made of black soot.
The ghost that became a black wave got up even if it fell and was pushed forward.
Gwuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.
It was a mass that made terrible noises in between.
They were just randomly grouped together and running without any sort of formation.
Because of that, it couldn’t be fast.
It was like rolling in a disorderly mass rather than an orderly military advance.
Encred looked at it and thought it looked like a swarm of ants.
Of course, each one of those ants was the size of a human, so if they got caught in it, they would die.
Will I just die?
The soldier who is scratching his forearm from behind will also die.
“mother! mother! Where are you going!”
A soldier who suddenly shouts into the air and sees nothing will die.
“Mazenda, I will come by your side too.”
A soldier who pretends to strangle himself due to sudden depression will also die.
It was a mess. Regardless of whether it was Count Molsen’s magic or witchcraft, the modification became an effective hit.
Not everything tasted good. There were also soldiers who were fine.
“hey. Where are you going, you idiot? Mazenda is my younger sister. “He didn’t do anything with you and he’s alive and well.”
An intact soldier slapped the back of the hand of the soldier who was strangling him and said.
“What is it?”
This is what a soldier says as he looks left and right in bewilderment. It was an attitude full of embarrassment.
You may be wondering why everyone is acting like that even though you are fine.
Encrid didn’t know the identity of the Count’s spell, but he understood the general situation.
It is said that one spell covers the entire battlefield, but if you leave a certain area, you will not be affected by the soot.
The longer I stayed here, the more I would be affected.
With this level of influence and scale, wouldn’t it disappear if you cut off the person who was the subject?
It was an intuitive realization.
Other than getting through this and killing the subject, I couldn’t think of any other solution.
So, I had to move on.
Rem, who heard my command and saw the group of ghosts, told them to form a formation.
“refuse.”
Ragna was the first to respond. she said, losing her footing and stumbling for a moment.
Ragna was also not in normal physical condition. Excessive use of Will was bound to put a strain on the mind and body.
“Brother, is there something inauspicious on your head? Would you like me to take it out for you?”
Audin expressed his concern.
It seems that Rem has fallen for the tricks of the wizard in front of him, so he is being kind to her.
There were quite a few wounds on Audin’s body where his finger bone was hit.
This is because the opponent was originally formidable.
Is Saxony okay?
He also paid the price for his failed attempt to kill the Count by surprise earlier.
There was a small hole in my stomach. I quickly applied ointment and covered the wound with a specially made bandage, but I was not in shape to continue fighting for a long time.
The wound area wasn’t very good. Above all, a cold feeling rose from my stomach.
It was the same with Rem. He also felt nauseous as a result of borrowing someone else’s magic.
Among them, Encred was the worst.
There was no damage caused by Will, but the body itself was rolled too harshly.
It was a natural result.
Learbart put on the muscles of a monster to become a knight.
In order to handle it, Encred stretched his strength to the limit.
Luck was with him, Encred thought to himself.
If I hadn’t been able to implement a skill based on Will, which I named as the eye that can see one inch ahead, I would have been repeating today as the morning sun approaches.
Even as he was saying this, the black waves slowly surged forward.
The sea water made of black oil seemed to be approaching as a rising tide. It was a sight that made me feel uncomfortable just by looking at it.
Some of the ghost soldiers who became part of the wave fell as they rolled on the floor, but they tried to come closer by scraping the floor with their fingers.
kill. I will kill you. It is a soul with only murderous intent visible.
Above it, a mass of ghosts with tangled limbs could be seen. It was a sight that was more than unpleasant, it was nauseating.
Everyone says no, but this is not a situation to refuse.
“Let’s take the shortcut.”
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So Encred didn’t add anything else, and Rem continued speaking in a carefree manner.
“The captain is the first, me is the second, and there are three lazy people. “The wild cats and religious people just need to get behind and follow.”
It was a businesslike tone. Rem’s explanation was not kind, but Encred understood.
The days I learned from him were not in vain.
“Sampajin?”
When Encred asked back, Rem nodded.
It was the name of a tactical formation that had been attacked once before.
It was a tactic seen through collaboration between the centaur colony and the horse monsters.
Draw their attention with the first wave, hit them with the second, and then crush them with the third.
The waves are getting stronger. What Rem wanted to do now was to repeat the three-way movement while the three of them switched positions.
“let’s go.”
Encred did not hesitate. Even if I explained it here a hundred times and understood it anyway, I didn’t have time to practice.
Above all, wasn’t the group of ghosts just around the corner?
Guuuuuu!
It sounded like a ghoul screaming from inside a deep well.
‘Practical combat is the best training.’
Encred recalled what Rem had said before and hit Silver. Split the top of the head with the left foot as the axis.
hook.
The blade occupied the space and fell.
“Relax!”
Rem shouted from behind, but the sword had already been thrown away.
puck! The head of the first ghost that rushed at me was caught on the blade and split in half.
It is a black lump monster with limbs but no visible eyes, nose, or mouth.
When Encred’s sword split the head, black fog poured out from within.
dead. I got a feeling.
And the ghost behind him attacked again. They didn’t stop. What does it matter whether the guy in front of me dies or not?
“to the left!”
Rem shouted. In front of Encred, a ghost was making something similar to a sword and swinging it.
It was not an angle that could be avoided by moving to the side.
Still, I pulled my body to the side. This couldn’t have been done without a certain amount of faith, but Encred took a bold step forward.
Then, a chunk like a beam of light fell straight from the right.
bang! Okay!
It was the sound of the hammer wielded by Rem crushing the ghost’s head.
Next, Rem slashed the ax in his right hand at a steady speed so that it was level with the ground.
Boo Boo Boo Book! Rumble.
Instead of using force to cut it off in one go, the ghost was cut into pieces each time it was caught by the ax blade.
Just by looking at it, you could tell that it wasn’t ordinary workmanship.
Based on body balance and arm strength, he divided the weight with his abdominal muscles and even used the power to push off the ground with his feet.
This is the ax blade that made me move forward without stopping.
After two attacks, Rem also fell to the right.
Another group of ghost soldiers filled the space left by Rem.
Grrrr!
A blade full of teeth fell on a roar filled with murderous intent.
Of course, it was Ragnar’s sword.
hook.
The swords that split the space vertically were intertwined and cut down the three ghosts that had become a lump.
One of them reached out and struggled to grab Ragna’s collar. The hand did not reach, and Ragna, who swung his sword, stepped back.
“again!”
Before Rem could shout, Encred recognized and grasped the spinning pattern.
How many times have you sparred with them so far?
It was well over hundreds of times.
It fills the empty space and blocks the way forward.
Relaxing means just accepting it.
In other words, missing was more important than hitting.
Encred did that because he understood the point. He gently held the sword grip, slashed at the ghost’s head in the form of a ghost, struck it away, and pushed it away.
A ghost jumped up, but a long pole flew out of nowhere.
Whoop, whoop!
The flying stick pierced the ghost and sent it flying backwards.
It seemed like someone was throwing a javelin. He actually picked up a spear that had fallen on the floor and threw it.
“Go ahead. “Brother.”
It was Audin’s work.
Saxony’s hand moved restlessly behind his left back.
Holding a long sword, he stabbed and cut down the ghosts surrounding him one by one.
The role was clear.
Encred and Rem held on at the front, while Ragna cut down in the center.
Audin is the foundation that supports all of this. Saxony moved wherever it found a gap to fill it.
Since Audin and Saxony blocked the rear, the three only had to attack from the front.
A group of ghosts surrounded Encred and his party and attacked them.
The world turned black. The sky disappeared and only darkness filled the area, but my keen senses allowed me to clearly recognize the positions of those who were joining hands and feet.
Encred relied on his senses like that.
The other four did the same. There is no need to cut off an ally’s back to this extent.
I wouldn’t know if they did it on purpose.
The ghost’s claws fall off. He even stuck his tongue out between his long fingernails. The tip of the tongue was sharp like a spear. It was a ghost of an unusual shape.
This guy was cut down by Rem’s axe.
The ax blade flew diagonally and split the guy’s head diagonally.
Looking at the severed head, Encrid pulled out his gladius and struck off the hand of another ghost.
puck!
It felt like hitting heavy clay rather than iron.
The hand holding the gladius was torn a bit.
There is no need to attack next. As I turned to the side, Ragnar’s sword moved.
Encred forgot the reason to think about it again and again.
I just moved forward.
The five become one and overcome the waves of ghosts.
Of these, Rem and Audin were the most tired.
One was the foundation, and the other was the balance in the middle.
The five of them had a bad relationship and had been fighting like crazy. There were quite a few actual hand-to-hand fights.
The result of the argument was sparring and fighting, but it was easy to find out each other’s habits.
If you don’t control your breathing, it’s a losing battle, so didn’t we both do our best to do that?
It was very natural for the five of us to coordinate our hands and feet.
Although it was my first time, it was no different from the knights I had trained with for over a dozen years.
* * *
I saw Krang, I saw Marcus.
Fel and Acea were also caught by an ominous feeling.
Anyone who saw black ghosts, soot, and dark clouds covering the sky would feel ominous.
Moreover, I saw the waves of ghosts crashing over Encred and the group.
Encred and his company of madmen die.
On the outside, it seemed that way.
“It’s an order. “It won’t last long!”
Acea deliberately shouted coldly. It was also something she said to herself.
She is a quasi-knight of the Knights Templar.
Although I didn’t deal with spells, I had quite a bit of experience dealing with wizards.
I deliberately woke up my cold head and thought about it again and again.
How long can we sustain such large orders?
It won’t last long.
That was right. However, even if it lasts just long enough to burn a single candle, both armies will suffer a blow that is close to destruction, and there is a high probability that the soldier with the ghost will become something other than human.
Acea couldn’t know that much.
“You have to make your way through.”
She said.
Krang was still looking at the spot where Encred had disappeared.
Was he really dead?
“Damn it, Your Majesty!”
Marcus shouted. The battlefield was going crazy.
It was clear that the count was possessed by something. Even if you are a wizard, is this possible?
Should I have called the knights?
Fel healed the idol slayer and held it.
‘Shall we go in?’
This is a thought I had while looking inside the waves of ghosts. It seemed possible.
no. For now, the answer was to hold on.
Even after the group of ghosts attacked Encred and his group, they remained.
Fel had cut down one or two of them, and the charging ghost was immune to the idol slayer. In that case, all you had to do was cut them down one by one and defeat them.
Acea also gathered the squires under her command into a circle. Then he stepped forward.
Swipe to the left, turn your body once, and stab to the right. Two ghosts were killed with two sword strikes. Without even having time to look at the bastard spitting out her mist, Acea somersaulted backwards.
It is not a feat that can be performed while wearing plate armor, but since she was wearing partial armor, including a breastplate, Acea was able to do a somersault that was close to a feat.
After avoiding it.
thud!
A ghost jumped upward and attacked the spot where Acia was.
Acea put her elbow to the side without even having time to catch her breath. He was heading towards the ghost soldier who had already approached him.
Sigh!
I feel like I hit a rock. Even the body of the ghost was not soft.
He hits it like that, and uses that force to slash the sword in the other direction. A vertical slash with added force cuts off one more ghost.
Acea felt dizzy.
‘How long can I endure this?’
If it’s a race against time, is holding on the answer?
If only Krang’s surroundings had held on somehow.
He was not an ordinary soldier.
“help me!”
“Aaaah!”
A ghost soldier with physical substance rushed at the normal soldier.
If you look at it objectively, it’s not that great, but the problem was the numbers.
It was continuous. I kept attacking. The ghost soldier knew no fear.
A crisis brings opportunity.
There were people who could be called heroes all over the battlefield.
These are people who show their abilities in times of crisis.
The old but experienced commander did that.
Although he was young, he was a courageous soldier.
They gathered their comrades and held on.
But how long should we hold on?
How long do I have to endure to survive?
A curtain of despair falls. The dark clouds blocking the sun seemed to be telling their tomorrow.
They say they will either be captured by ghosts and die, or be torn apart and stabbed to death by ghost soldiers.
* * *
Encrid swung his sword again and again, forgetting himself and the situation in the darkness.
‘it’s tough.’
It’s so hard that you can’t help but say that.
But that didn’t mean I couldn’t eat it. As I did this, I got the hang of it. Rather than striking it out with force, it is sparingly used and twisted.
Rem makes up for what is lacking.
If it’s still not enough, Ragna makes up for it.
As we fought, we sometimes took two or three steps back, but in the end, we made progress.
If you take two steps back, take three steps back.
If I take three steps back, I take four steps back.
Rem’s contribution in coordinating the formation in the middle was the biggest one.
Instead of avoiding the falling ghost’s hand, Encred caught it with his sword and threw it away.
It sheds and cuts. Originally, the ghosts themselves were not ones that could be cut by ordinary metal objects, but they also had weaknesses that came from having a physical entity.
You can kill anyone with a regular knife.
Encred endured and endured, repeating the stabbing and cutting motions.
The surroundings were just full of something pitch black.
Black soot, waves of ghost soldiers, just darkness, black lumps filling up everywhere, hands with murderous intent.
The world is filled with things like that.
And yet.
“ah.”
There is a sigh in joy. I am satisfied that I can swing the sword again and again.
“Are you crazy?”
Rem’s voice was heard through them. It was clear that he had seen Encred’s face.
Do you laugh in this situation?
Because I didn’t stop fighting and moving forward, the darkness around me soon cleared.
Encred swung his sword once in the air and stopped. There was no ghost.
No, there was one. Behind them, the corpses of countless ghost soldiers were sprawled out, with blood pouring down like fog.
Only then did Encred realize that he had penetrated the center of ten thousand ghosts and raised his head.
There was a count sitting in a black chair.
The Count glared at Encred with his eyes wide open.
The side that fought the fierce battle had a quiet and calm gaze.
Encred just watched while trying to catch his breath.
However, the gaze of those who waited was tinged with bewilderment.
When something incomprehensible happens, human reactions are generally similar.
“how?”
The Count was no different.
It was because something happened that he could not understand with his common sense.
fantasy,
