Chapter 139 – 139. Broken Faith
“Khahahaha!”
The sound of Daejeon Temple’s boisterous laughter mixes with the sound of rain and spreads through the Marias Forest.
Even in the pouring rain, the huge fireworks of Horua in the center of the village did not waver, so the Marias sat around it, grilled meat, and enjoyed the festival.
Rainwater may be mixed in, but for those living in the great forest, the amount of rainwater entering their food was not a problem.
“Griffin is no big deal!”
“Knights of the Guard? “Our ancestors are with us!”
“Long live Horua! Long live Daejeon Temple!”
The Marias celebrate their victory by raising a toast. Looking at them, the great warrior looks at the shaman Shong next to him with a satisfied smile.
“We won.”
In response to the determined smile, Chon’s expression darkens.
“It’s not a victory, it’s a preservation. Have you forgotten what our original purpose was?”
At those words, Balkzar’s expression, who had been enjoying his victory as if he was flying away just now, hardens.
Chon urges him to wake up from his sweet, brief victory.
“There is no turning back now. In order to survive, we must once again claim a portion of the Griffin’s land.”
“Yes, I know.”
A war that has just begun.
But Balkzar had his own confidence. Now he is not a human being, but a being close to a half-god.
Although I know that it is a flame that cannot last forever and will eventually go out. The flames will continue until the tribesmen have a foundation to live on.
Horua also abandoned the forest and entered the war for him.
At that time, a woman came running urgently.
While everyone was enjoying this time together, she spoke to Balkzar and Shon with a nervous expression.
“Great, Master Daejeon! “The woman has been complaining of labor pains since a while ago, so it looks like she needs to give birth right away.”
“hmm!”
I heard that a pregnant woman named Iluania who was taken hostage was complaining of labor pains, but has it already happened?
The great warrior thought for a moment and nodded slightly.
“Go ahead. Above all else, the lives of hostages come first.”
“Oh, I understand!”
The woman turns around and runs away. The corners of Chon’s mouth draw a line as he listens to the story next to her.
“Good. “We have another card to block the memorial service.”
“hmm!”
“Besides, if it’s a child, it’s easy for us to deal with it as a hostage.”
“okay.”
Honestly, Daejeonsa knows that this is not the right thing to do. Kidnapping a pregnant woman and treating her child as a hostage.
However, he sacrificed his body for the Marias and the Great Forest.
Okay, so that’s it.
Fighting for them is enough.
When I thought so.
[Kyaaaaaaa!]
It was a horrifying scream.
It had a deep resonance and gave an ominous feeling to the sound of heavy rain penetrating through the forest.
But it didn’t end there.
[Why do I have to die? I didn’t do anything wrong, so why do I have to die?]
[You just have to kill that bastard first. Why am I first?]
[Please save me, please save me, please save me, please save me, please save me, please save me.]
[Can I ask this here? By the way, are you really okay? It’s your child.]
[I heard there are a lot of demonic beasts in this forest, so for now.]
[Belle’s arm was crushed, Delon’s eye was gouged, and Hala’s leg was amputated. I thought I was the only one who survived, but my head was smashed.]
[I told you to be careful, but I didn’t tell you to leave me.]
The ghosts gathered high in the sky pour out their own stories and resentments, pleading for their own death.
The Marias who were celebrating the festival were in confusion, but the great warrior gritted his teeth and took out his spear that had been lying next to him.
“Bring the hostage! “The memorial service has come!”
Is it because it holds the pouring rainwater?
The spear I always carried around felt strangely heavy right now.
This situation was not unexpected as it touched upon the rebellious nature of the memorial service.
However, if you show a pregnant woman, even giving birth, you won’t be able to move around carelessly.
With that in mind, Daejeon gave the order.
“Ahhh.”
For some reason, Shaun, the shaman, did not follow his orders and was looking up at the sky and grinning.
The sight of countless souls was as if the scene he had been waiting for was unfolding before his eyes.
“Shon… … ?”
When Balkzar called his name with an ominous feeling, Chon shook his head in anticipation.
“They say he is not a warlock even though he is a warlock.”
“What are you talking about! “Hurry and bring the hostage!”
“Do you really think that can prevent this disaster?”
“… … .”
I wondered what on earth it meant.
Although the sequence of events was not clear, it seemed like Chon had other thoughts and knew that he had been taken advantage of.
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Sreung!
Balkzar threatens by holding his spear at the end of Shon’s neck.
“You bastard! “What is the purpose?”
“I needed to see it.”
The spear grazed the end of his neck, and even though blood was flowing out, Chon had no problem and continued to look at the sky.
A feast for the countless souls who died in this land with many stories.
“He had the talent that the continent chose! He obtained the devil’s stone, which was said to be both a blessing and a curse! “I even found the most suitable teacher myself!”
The voice gradually gets louder.
Balkzar now seemed to be a completely different person.
Balkzar was momentarily unable to control himself due to the dizziness that struck him, but Chon’s voice clearly penetrated his ears.
“however! however! But hey! Just because of one belief! They don’t deal with the dead! Because of that stupid belief of respecting them! “Because of the beliefs that shackle you!”
Distorted anger.
Chon clenches his fists and clenches his teeth.
“I couldn’t even use my natural power properly! Can a knight be a knight without using a sword? A necromancer! “Can you call yourself a necromancer without dealing with spirits?!”
That’s why he was called a memorial service.
Unlike other necromancers, they do not use the soul as a tool.
Because I comforted them.
However, things are different now.
As if touching the dragon’s vice.
For Deius Verdi, the great warrior struck precisely the part that should never be touched.
“Hey, he’s coming.”
Chon’s fingertips point between the dense trees.
“He who has abandoned the name of a necromancer and has become a true necromancer is coming!”
[My body is burning! It’s burning!]
[I hate it! Let me stop! I want to stop fighting!]
[This shouldn’t be happening. I prayed so hard and made donations, but this shouldn’t be happening.]
[We obviously decided to die together, but why are you still alive?]
“Let’s show that talent sometime! “Tell me if you have the power to threaten them!”
The meaningless screams of the dead mixed with the cold sound of rain.
A time when your body is cold from an unexpected fear, and no one can move as if your body is frozen in the rain.
An emotionless male voice rang in everyone’s ears.
“Shut up.”
Hung!
The flame of the huge Horua that warmed up the festival heat in the center of the village goes out.
The thick darkness that settled in the forest.
A pitch-black village where even the moon and stars are obscured by the souls clouding the sky.
The souls who were noisily spouting their resentment simultaneously shut their mouths and begin to struggle.
The spirits turned into white flames and began to surround the entire Marias village.
Like a prison.
“This is treating the soul as a tool! Deius Verdi uses his power wholeheartedly! King of the Dead! Another person heading towards the pinnacle of necromancy!”
Before you know it, a black robe is wrapped around Chon’s body. Balkzar didn’t know what that meant.
Dante’s pattern was drawn on Chon’s robe.
“Come on, Daejeonsa! I have given you strength as you wished! We persuaded Horua, brought in the nobles of the kingdom, and laid the foundation for the future! “I have presented a path to salvation for the Marias Forest, which is gradually becoming a desert!”
“… … “Yes, bastard.”
“Now go and fight! Stop the royal road of that man who will become the king of the dead! “That is the price you must pay me for gaining power!”
The Sahar Desert bordering the Marias Forest. It is known to people that the great forest blocked the Sahar Desert from gradually expanding.
Horua knew those who lived in the great forest.
In the end, the desert, called the cursed land, will conquer the great forest.
If they leave it like this, their home will disappear.
The person who came up with the answer at that time was Shaman Shon. The great warrior, who completely believed in Chon’s opinion because he was of the same Marias tribe, bit his teeth.
“You betrayed me!”
“Yeah! That’s right! Better than this place! I found people who would further awaken my talents! And they wanted to see the end of that man!”
The cost of going to Dante.
That’s this moment.
Dante’s members, who wanted to check the memorial service’s undivided attention, will now be watching Deius Verdi with their own eyes.
The opponent is a guardian deity of flame who abandoned his home and descended on humans.
If you add more, there will be more.
“Ego! If this continues, all of the Marias will die! “Shouldn’t we protect it?”
He stabbed Chon in the neck with a spear, but he disappeared as if he had been sucked somewhere and reappeared on the roof of the hut behind him.
“I will definitely kill you!”
“You are truly relaxed!”
The moment when Daejeonsa was about to follow Shon again while gritting his teeth.
[Kyaaaaaaa!]
A scream filled with agony falls like a meteorite. The soul covered in white flames struck Chon’s body precisely.
“Wow!”
He had no choice but to vomit blood and receive a heavy blow.
[Quaaaagh!]
[That’s it!]
[It hurts! It hurts! It hurts!]
bang! bang! bang! bang!
Some of the spirits floating in the sky continue to strike.
The hut he was climbing up was already half destroyed and collapsed, and in the wreckage, Chon was rolling on the floor in misery, vomiting blood.
“Kwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
In addition, the flames of souls were clinging to both hands and feet, causing burning pain.
“… … .”
Even Balkzar could not help but be shocked and tremble at the cruelty.
Chon’s burning body rises and flies somewhere.
That is the entrance to the village.
A man finally appeared among the dense trees. However, his appearance was quite different from what Daejeon remembered.
Sunken eyes.
My long hair was wet and down from the falling rain.
Demons clinging to his entire body and spewing out their resentment.
Deius catches Chon’s flying head, throws him to the floor, and then drags him by his hair.
“Quaaaagh!”
Looking down at Chon’s burnt robe, Deius quietly recites.
“Dante’s henchman.”
“Kwaauk! “Ouch!”
Chon’s limbs are burning, but he is not dead. Is that also a type of necromancy?
The great warrior was momentarily gripped by indescribable fear. Realizing a kind of truth.
‘Death may not be death.’
Deius, who did not care at all about the great warrior’s reaction, looked down at Shon and said.
“Look carefully, who you have turned into your enemy.”
Through Chon’s eyes, Deius’s warning, knowing that all Dante’s members are watching this scene.
Balkzar, with Horua’s wings spread, stands in front of Deius, who approaches with ominous ominous eyes.
I had to let them know that this situation itself was a trap.
“Deius Verdi! Listen to me! All of this is a trap! “That man made it up!”
“… … .”
“This war itself was a plan to pit you against me! The hostage is safe! Rather, we are helping the woman who is giving birth right now… … .”
Before he could speak, Deius’ eyes were already directed to the cabin where the hostage was being held.
Numerous spirits have already surrounded the cabin, preventing anyone from entering or leaving.
[What a monster.]
Even the guardian god Horua acknowledges it.
Balkzar suddenly wondered why Horua, the guardian god, did not notice Deius entering the forest.
‘Damn it, he’s not a guardian anymore.’
Horua has already abandoned his role as guardian of the forest in order to save it.
Now, no matter how Horua was, he couldn’t notice everything in the forest.
“We, too, just fought to survive! We too are helpless in the face of the disaster called the desert… … .”
Balkzar, who made eye contact with Deius, could not help but stiffen his mouth.
It was no use.
The man in front is not listening.
No matter what you say, mercy will not come.
Balkzar grabs his spear, spews out Horua’s flames and glares at Deius.
Yes, this is war.
It is not right to kneel in fear and beg for mercy.
With that in mind, Balkzar glared at the enemy in front of him.
On the contrary, Deius said as he glanced at the shivering villagers beyond Balkzar.
“Everyone will die.”
So steadfast, like a kind of oath.
“But that death will not be the end you think.”
Abandon the name Memorial Temple.
Deius, who had become a necromancer in the true sense of the word, had only a cloudy murderous intent in his eyes.
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