Chapter 164 – 164. President
natural disaster.
Today’s Deius Verdi could truly be called a natural disaster.
The only difference was that he was hitting the enemy clearly and clearly.
The flame of Horua guides the way to prevent spirits from attacking innocent civilians.
Of course, this was just a bare minimum expedient, and most of the ghosts were pouring out towards the soldiers of the Republic who had made them like this.
“The rescue team members are forming a formation and pushing in!”
“The opponent is a wizard! “Once you get close, it’s over!”
“To the snipers’ positions! When you give the signal, we will fire a salvo!”
Lab Director Bactus let out a helpless laugh as he watched the soldiers moving in perfect order.
Camp 1 had already disappeared from the map, and Deius Verdi’s steps were heading toward the heart of the republic.
The disappearance of the 2nd and 3rd camps and one brigade occurred in just a few hours.
“That’s really funny.”
Bactus had no intention of doing anything. He simply shares his vision with other Dante members.
Some of Dante’s warlike members encouraged Bactus to fight, but he remained steadfast.
Isn’t it really funny?
“How can humans prevent disaster?”
Shaking his head and cackling, Bactus sticks out his tongue as he feels the heat of the fire boiling over the horizon.
“How can Horua’s power be used like that?”
It was beyond amazing.
It was just amazing.
Of course, compared to the firepower he had when he was the guardian deity of the Great Forest of Marias, it is not even half that, but Horua has already become a spirit. It was also something that humans handled to this extent.
– Probably because even Horua is ultimately a soul.
Bactus had no choice but to agree with the judgment made by the heavy voice echoing in his head.
“That’s right. Very right. Is it because we are the same necromancer?”
– … … .
The man called the necromancer did not answer. Then Bactus became more curious and asked.
“What do you think? In your opinion, you created an organization called Dante to save the world?”
– It cannot be denied that he is an enviable talent.
“Hmm? “But you don’t say you’ll lose.”
– He cannot be called a necromancer, so it goes without saying.
A steadfast assertion.
On the contrary, even though he was looking at this scene, it seemed like he wasn’t even worried, as his voice didn’t even move.
Bactus glances at those words.
“Well, in the eyes of Herald Hazard, who carried out the massacre, it seems like new blood.”
There was silence for a moment.
The man did not express any emotions and naturally changed the subject.
– The woman who was said to be a dark spirit would have been much more difficult to deal with.
“Hehehe, is it really lukewarm to think that that woman taught you behind your back?”
– … … .
I didn’t answer, but it was no different from an affirmation. Bactus stroked his chin and expressed regret.
“Because of Horua, I am not very compatible. I guess I’ll just take a look. “Watch closely to see how far Deius Verdi can go.”
At the end, the connection was cut off, but Bactus will still be seeing this scene through his eyes.
Along with the fire rising like the rising sun, a whirlpool of rough souls appears.
Even though it was a long way away, the fierce wind could be felt even here.
Deius Verdi was not using spirits to create a whirlpool.
The souls were coming together to form a disaster that was coming to destroy the Republic.
“How did you get such talent?”
This is a situation that is beyond absurd. Although Heraldhazard said he could kill Deius Verdi.
On the contrary, it was not said that this scene could be reproduced.
Even if there are the same ingredients, different chefs produce food that tastes different.
It was a landscape that could never be created with Herald Hazard’s necromancy.
As Bactus looked at the whirlpool of the dead, Princess Eleanor Luden Griffin’s warning suddenly came to mind.
“Did you say it was the weight of death?”
The spire of death that the republic had built is falling. Certainly, it could not be denied that more than the allowable amount of blood was shed on the land of the Republic.
“But what can you do? “There is a monster here that feeds on blood.”
If that is the weight of death that will condemn the republic.
“There is still a long way to go.”
Hehehe!
Bactus turned, placing his staff on the ground. Although other soldiers around him were hoping for his help.
“It’s already late.”
Before he knew it, the souls that rushed at Bactus attacked him and exploded.
Not only that.
The rescue team members who were scheduled to rush into Deius Verdi felt something stirring inside the protective gear they were wearing.
pop! pop! pop! pop!
Explosions erupt from inside the defense all at once. The protection itself was fine, but the members inside it were completely charred and rolled on the floor.
“Because it is a soul.”
Before I knew it, Bactus appeared again and clicked his tongue.
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“yes?”
Bactus laughs at the question of Oscorp, who lost his protection but was still playing the role of commander.
“No matter how invincible Bangho is, isn’t there a single gap? “The souls that enter the gap are replaced by magic from within.”
“Oh, no. Deius Verdi is still far away… … .”
Indeed, that was correct.
The huge whirlpool was still just a thumb’s reach away.
Even there, he is showing off this much power?
“Well, what can I do? “This is reality.”
Oskov is lost in thought as he looks at Bactus, who shrugs his shoulders.
then.
What on earth would happen if that vortex came closer?
Such fear rose up.
A radio signal rings that snipers have been hit. The snipers were shot by the magic of the souls from a point much farther than the sniping range.
[Republicuuuuuk!]
[It’s hell! This place is hell!]
[President! What a hateful name!]
[What did I do wrong?!]
[Not a traitor! I am not a traitor!]
The screams of souls roaring through the military. Unlike the Griffin Kingdom, the Clark Republic is naturally protected against black magic.
Such as setting up a huge protective shield that completely blocks black magic itself, or creating white flames to prevent spirits from approaching.
I tried many tricks.
“ah… … .”
So much so that it’s all useless.
The weight of death borne by the Republic was truly enormous.
It was difficult to handle the amount of souls pouring out.
“Is this the end of the castle we built?”
Oscorp asks for an answer in a hollow voice. A burst of laughter flows from the mouth of Bactus, who was watching him intently.
“Hehehehe! You are trying to kill me with laughter! Hehehe!”
Bactus, who was laughing the loudest of the day, tapped the floor loudly with his cane while giggling.
The bugs jump around as if responding to his laughter.
“who? we? “Are you saying that you and I helped establish this republic?”
“Well, that is.”
Isn’t it natural?
Oscorp is a soldier.
And there are only three superhumans in the Republic.
Also, isn’t Bactus one of the major contributors to turning the Republic into a technological powerhouse?
His masterpiece is the protection of rescue team members.
But Bactus wiped the tears from his eyes and smiled.
“This republic was founded by one person from the beginning. What are you talking about?”
“yes?”
“No, isn’t it a person?”
The moment Bactus shrugs his shoulders.
Buaaaaaaaa!
A harsh sound spreads.
The speed is incomparable to that of the carriages of the Griffin Kingdom. As soon as a vehicle moves forward through a horsepower engine mounted inside, all the soldiers immediately stop what they are doing, straighten their backs, and salute.
Bakhtus, bent at the waist, only raised his hand, but felt the presence inside the black window looking at him.
“Hehehe! “You came.”
The only black vehicle in the Republic. It is an object that can be seen as a collection of Republic technology, boasting strength that is impervious to any bullet or magic, and even boasts a speed several times that of an ordinary carriage.
There was only one being heading towards the whirlpool dragging such a precious item.
“The master of the republic has arrived!”
The owner of this land moves forward without hesitation towards the approaching disaster.
* * *
It was a killing intent that weighed on the skin.
But the important thing is that this life is not just focused on me.
It would be correct to say that I happened to be the one to spread the word.
Because it was just there.
Buuuuung.
A faint white light appears beyond the whirlpool and approaches here.
Then a strange phenomenon began to unfold.
The spirits that were swirling and spewing out their resentment began to run away, saying they were afraid.
I too quickly realized that the feeling that tingled my skin was fear.
Trembling hands.
However, I recognize that it is not my body that is shaking, but the trembling of the Remegeton that I am holding.
It alone pushed the whirlpool itself, and not even Horua’s fire magic could stop it.
When it arrived before my eyes.
It had a shape reminiscent of a sedan seen on Earth.
Round yet black body.
Eight wheels.
Although it was much larger, it looked exactly like a luxury sedan.
Because of that, I was already feeling a little uneasy in my heart.
widely.
The door opened and a man appeared from the backseat.
A plump belly and wide features that circle like a balloon.
Even though he didn’t lower his head, he had several layers of jowls and shaved hair.
No matter how well I try to say it, it looks like I’ve never run in my life.
But on the contrary.
A disgusting feeling that makes you want to vomit. There was something inside the man that could not be considered human.
Thinking like that, I finally found the answer.
“under.”
I couldn’t help but laugh out loud.
The Clark Republic is a place that doesn’t appear often in games.
Therefore, there is extremely little information about the president. It is safe to say that there are almost none.
“This is Republic President Magan. “Commonwealth Deius Verdi.”
Contrary to his external appearance, his eyes were full of intelligence and wisdom.
However, that didn’t mean it was good.
It was very evil.
Just making eye contact gives you a chill that feels like your heart is being corrupted.
“Amazing.”
That’s why I was even more confident.
“I couldn’t believe that the President was the great devil.”
Even though my words went straight to the point, Magan’s expression did not change at all.
It’s as if that doesn’t matter.
“Are we like this? We destroyed three of the five camps and crushed one brigade. “It’s like being ripped off for attacking just one county.”
Although he seemed to have no intention of negotiating at all, he talked about negotiating.
I answered as if I was just wondering.
“All we can do is relieve the resentment of the dead.”
But the reaction was truly violent.
“You’re not leading it? Is it just a memorial service? “Then do you mind if I eat all of these?”
chuck.
Magan raises his swollen finger and points to the whirlpool. The souls run away in unison, saying they are afraid of even being pointed at by his fingertips.
The whirlpool was gradually losing its shape, and even Horua’s fire magic could not cause any damage to him.
“It would be troublesome if you came to my table in such a desirable state. “I feel like I’m going to eat it without even realizing it.”
“… … .”
table.
The man in front described the republic as a simple dining table. No, the Great Devil.
“Guardian of the Great Forest of Marias, Dante’s two warlocks and a great warrior… … and.”
Tsk.
Could the sound of drooling be this creepy?
Before I knew it, I had the illusion that his huge mouth and teeth were biting the back of my neck.
“The saint of starlight and the deformed great devil. Ah, I love it. “It sounds really delicious.”
“… … .”
Magan’s upper body began to lean forward as if he couldn’t hold back the drooling.
If you relax even a little, the sedan’s driver’s door opens in a dangerous imminent situation.
It was a woman.
She, with emerald-colored hair and a skinny figure, brought a long box that seemed to contain a treasured sword and held it out in front of Magan.
“Oh yeah. I have to endure it. “It’s not ripe yet.”
The eyes focused on me are expectations. Magan swallows her saliva, breaks open the seal of her box, and puts her hand inside.
What will come out?
The sight of such concerns unfolding to such a ridiculous extent was truly shocking.
It was an ‘arm’.
Thin and pure white.
Very beautiful left arm.
Magan started licking it here and there like a child with candy in his mouth.
It seems so delicious.
It seems like it’s incredibly desirable.
And at the same time.
My heart was throbbing.
A kind of scream coming from inside violently assaulted my entire body.
“ah.”
Now I realize it.
Who is the owner of that hand?
Eyes gouged out.
My legs were rotten and bruised.
My left hand was cut off.
“stellar.”
The corners of Magan’s mouth are torn apart at the name he spit out without realizing it.
“The woman chosen by God had really special hands.”
I couldn’t even sigh due to the absurdity.
Feelings that had become cold in the midst of meaningless fear suddenly become hot.
“okay.”
The Lemegeton and Horua held in both hands shake simultaneously. Without realizing it, my whole body gains strength and all my mana pours out.
As if reacting to me, the ghosts nearby also spewed out hatred, creating a whirlpool again.
“I will tear you to death.”
Negotiations broke down.
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