The Returned Sword King Decided to Become a Tyrant Chapter 98
The Unsolved Mystery (7)
A deep murderous intent and anger that seems to cling to the body. And a thick, dark mana.
Even for him, who had participated in various suppression operations, it was a level of black magic he had never experienced before.
Roland felt the hairs on his body stand on end and he was overcome with anxiety.
No, he shivered as he realized that he was overcome with anxiety.
Because the order the first prince gave and left suddenly came to mind.
‘There really is going to be a fight… … .’
Even at that moment, the terrible aura of black magic was gradually approaching. And its direction was… … clearly directed towards them.
“Enter battle formation!”
Roland let out a scream without realizing it.
But it was already too late.
Immediately after he shouted, black auras began to rise from the ground where the priests were resting, like flowers blooming.
What appeared in that dark aura were ghosts in human form.
‘Specter!’
And the identity was something that Roland also knew very well.
The situation turned urgent in an instant.
“Prepare for battle!”
“It’s a summon of the warlock! Use blessing!”
Clank-! Clank-!
The sound of weapons being aligned could be heard here and there.
The paladins straightened their lances, each about three meters long, and blocked the spectres’ path, while the priests hastily rose from their seats and began chanting blessing spells.
“Roena, hear our prayer!”
“For Roena!”
Woooooooooo-
Chijijik-!
Kyaaaaak!
A bright halo of light filled the village.
The blessing was directed to the heads of the blooming Specters. The Specters were burning with divine power, making strange noises, and then they disappeared.
But there was no time to relax.
“this!”
“They’re spawning again!”
A dark aura rose again from beneath the annihilated specters.
The problem was that the number clearly seemed to be twice as large as before.
It is self-evident that Specter was born there again.
‘That’s… … .’
At that moment, something began to enter Roland’s line of sight as he was giving orders.
A black robe carrying a terrible aura is approaching. And something is being thrown from the hand of that person.
‘……hair?’
The hair that was thrown like that flew to the ground and bloomed into a larger black energy.
It was the author. The author was clear. The cause of this embarrassing situation, and the black magician who had left his mark on this village… … .
‘Why is it that right now, when there are only healers… …!’
As per his command, except for a few knights, everyone else has scattered to search!
Only then did Paladin Roland regret his carelessness.
But it was already too late. Now all I had to think about was getting this situation sorted out before it was too late.
Roland, biting his lip, gave urgent instructions.
“Priests, deploy your sanctuary! We are short on priests skilled in battle, so we will finish this as quickly as possible!”
“Everything is according to God’s will!”
The priests who received Roland’s gaze quickly sat down in their seats.
And outside of their bodies as they knelt in prayer, a pure white energy began to spread out.
Woohoo-!
The sanctuary was the final purification operation to saturate the surrounding area with sacred energy.
No black magic can be used inside, and those with evil intentions are bound to disappear into the purifying flames.
What Roland wished for was the complete annihilation of that warlock.
Of course, if we suddenly unfold this way without preparation, it will be difficult to operate the priests for a while due to the attrition, but if we just eliminate the mastermind, this situation can also be easily brought to a close.
But it was around that time that the divine power of the area was reaching its limit.
Throb-
‘Specter!?’
I felt a dark aura. Soon, Specters began to emerge from between the praying healers.
‘How on earth is there a Specter inside the Sanctuary!?’
There are two Specters that appear like that.
This place was supposed to be Roena’s sanctuary because of the divine power. So how could something so evil come into it?
‘Where the hell do you think this is… …!’
Although the movement is slow, it is definitely moving.
Every single thing that was happening was beyond his common sense.
But I didn’t have time to be surprised by each and every one of them.
“The knights deal with the wicked things immediately!”
Now that the priests were absorbed in prayer, they were the only ones who could stop him.
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visor-
Roland bared his teeth at the Specters who were interfering with the sanctification.
The silver longsword, burning with divine power, was aimed forward and swung towards the Specters.
Phew!
visor-!
However, the attack that was swung as if it would cut them down in one blow was soon blocked by something and pushed back by the recoil.
Roland’s eyebrows twitched in agitation.
‘A Specter like that… … blocked this attack?’
Even moving within the sanctuary, it was clear that this was no ordinary Specter.
We must stop it here.
Even now, the priests’ concentration is wavering due to their interference. If we leave those guys alone any longer, the sanctuary may be completely destroyed.
‘Yes, I will punish you for daring to tarnish Roena’s sanctuary.’
As Roland thought so, his sword was covered with divine power. It was a power that could be called full power.
And then it was swung violently at an incomparable speed.
… … That was the moment.
“Stop, Roland.”
Whoosh whoosh-!
As soon as the elegant voice that came from somewhere ended, a white halo of light enveloped him.
“… … !”
Flames of destruction. Roland’s body was engulfed in white flames and burned.
The beam of light quickly wrapped around his body, and then suddenly began to exert strong physical force.
He held Roland’s body still.
He already knew what this flame was.
“… …Saint?! What are you doing all of a sudden!”
Yes, that elegant voice was that of a saint.
Before he knew it, his sword, which was swinging around, was held in midair by the restraining force. The saintess’s immense divine power made it possible.
Roland’s voice became urgent as he flinched.
“Hey, hey! Your Majesty, let go of this!”
The specters are already running wild.
Why would a revered saint stop him?
Meanwhile, the Specters were getting closer and closer to the praying priests. If things continued this way, there could have been casualties among the priests.
“Why on earth, why on earth!”
Roland shouted as he looked towards the place where the saint was. And then suddenly he felt something strange.
‘……what?’
Before I knew it, I noticed the knights who had been blocking the Spectre around me pointing their swords.
The direction was towards himself.
“You guys, why all of a sudden?”
And even the sight of priests in confusion.
Finally, the appearance of the saint looking at himself with a serious face.
Then, one of the knights asked.
“Sir Roland! What on earth are you doing!”
“Wh, what are you doing, I just… … .”
“Why on earth did you attack our own forces!”
“… … Allies?”
What does that mean?
Roland quickly turned his gaze to where Specter was.
Specters who had been disturbing the priests’ prayers with their evil aura… … But now, what were there were two priests who had collapsed from the shock.
The formation that had created the sanctuary had also long since collapsed.
‘What, what is this… … I’m definitely seeing Specters… … .’
Roland couldn’t understand this situation.
But when I came to my senses, I could clearly realize it.
The fact that the ones he had thought were Specters and cut them down were none other than the priests who were developing the sanctuary.
Blood flowed from the lips of the evil Roland.
‘no way…….’
Roland’s weary gaze turned to where the black magician was.
The black-robed warlock who was there was now smiling bitterly.
It was illusionary magic. That warlock must have charmed himself into attacking his allies.
His expression turned from pale to dark.
“How on earth… … .”
How did you manage to break his spirit, which had the power to resist?
If it weren’t for the saint, what would have happened!
He was confused.
Even though my mind has regained its freedom, how can I justify this situation?
The sanctuary that the priests had created by pouring out their divine powers has disappeared, and now Specters are being created once again… … .
“Wake up.”
“……ah.”
At that moment, Roland was able to wake up from his confusion at the sound of the saint’s voice.
There was an irresistible divinity in that clear voice.
“Tch, that’s too bad. If only I had stayed a little longer, I could have controlled it more clearly.”
On the contrary, a high female voice flowed out from the black magician who was the culprit.
It was a very horrible and eerie voice.
The warlock continued, sticking his tongue out in mock interest.
“That energy, are you the saint this time? It seems like you sensed the energy from far away and came running.”
“… … .”
There was no answer from the saint.
Instead, the immense divine power that emanated from the staff in her hand simply engulfed the warlock.
Chorrrrrr!
visor!
“……under!”
The sacred power, tightly bound like a chain, bound the black magician.
But the light that had been approaching as if it would not even allow the slightest movement soon disappeared without a trace.
And on the contrary, the negative energy rising from the black magician’s body showed off its presence even more intensely.
She muttered coldly, spitting out the phlegm that had been bothering her.
“Tch, you attacked me while I was letting my guard down.”
Ssuk-
The black magician, who had forcibly dispersed his divine power, threw off his black robe that was half-burned just by touching it.
Then, from within, black hair as dark as an abyss flowed down.
At that moment, the saint, who had finished all preparations, opened her mouth.
“How dare you do such an evil thing to our brothers, I will never let you go.”
Call of light.
Immediately after, the sky over the mountain village, where night was beginning to fall, began to shine brightly as if it were decorated with lights.
The sky suddenly became bright as if the sun had risen.
Within it, a single ray of divinity pierced through the clouds and descended directly over the warlock’s head.
Peeing-
Kugugugugugugu!
“… … !”
The ray of light that cut through the darkness was the very embodiment of divine power that destroyed evil.
In the face of the absolute superiority of black magic and divine power, the divine power emitted by the saint was nothing short of omnipotent.
As evidence, in the place where the sacred spell was cast and dust rose, no more negativity was felt, and no sign of anything was felt.
But at the moment when the dust clouds gradually cleared, the saint’s expression hardened slightly.
The warlock who was supposed to be subdued was nowhere to be seen, only a small doll and a black robe lying there.
A doll that resembles the black hair of a warlock…
