Worthless Regression Chapter 307

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Episode 309 73. Germud (6)

People gathered in front of the tightly closed gates of Germud.

Leading the way were hundreds of knights riding on white horses.

They volunteered to take the lead. The reason they volunteered was not because of a spirit of sacrifice for the greater good, but because it was most convenient for them to take the lead.

Behind him, the crowd gathered around Germud took their seats. They were gnashing their teeth with murderous intent against Kim Jong-hyun, who annihilated the city of Germud.

Abel’s passionate speech to the crowd the night before was like pouring boiling oil on their murderous intent.

The priests gathered around Saint Teresa. Looking at the tightly closed door, Teresa hugged the staff member to her chest.

Although he had been treated as an adult by the church, this was his first time entering a battlefield like this.

Seongmin Lee decided to move independently with Abel and Frau. Their goal is to hit Kim Jong-hyun. About him, I have already finished talking with Theos, the leader of the White and Silver Knights, and his high priests.

-Roaring!

When Abel raised his hand, a dull boom sounded. The surrounding temperature soared. There was a swirling flame on Abel’s palm.

“Oh God.”

Teresa muttered, and Abel’s magic shattered the gate.

Aaaah!

The crowd, which had become an army, roared. Theos, standing in the lead, raised his lance high as if showing off the White and Silver Knights he was leading.

Theos’ Rottweiler raised its front paws greatly.

Zombies were flocking beyond the broken castle gate. As if they knew there would be an invasion at this time. I thought about a siege, but this side’s military power was not good enough for a siege.

From the beginning, it seemed like Kim Jong-hyun had no intention of securing the castle gate in the first place. However, as if they had thought that the castle gate would be breached, the leading zombies were blocking the front line with shields.

It looks like they searched through Germud’s armory and found everything that could be used as a shield.

“charge!”

Theos shouted. His horse galloped with all his might. Theos lowered his stance and extended his lance straight ahead. Hundreds of paladins following him took on the same appearance.

The priests in the rear placed both hands in front of their chests and prepared for magic. All kinds of buff magic resided in the paladins. In this way, the Paladins became one giant lance.

No, it became a white wave that swallowed up everything that blocked it.

There was no sound of a collision. The Paladins’ charge, with their speed reaching its limit and their bodies wrapped in buff magic, completely crushed the zombies blocking the lead.

Even if they had shields, they were unintelligent zombies who could not even use shields properly. The physical strength gained as an undead has faded away like tofu at this moment.

“Waaah!”

As the Paladins’ charge crushed the leader of the zombie horde, the army, energized by the sight, charged. They trampled on the heads of the struggling zombies with their tenacious vitality and swung their weapons. The battlefield was completed in no time. The foul, bloody smell of zombies covered the entire area.

The priests immediately began preparations. Paladins are immune to the poison emitted by zombie blood, but the crowds gathered here are not. They quickly applied the detox buff and advanced so as not to be separated from those ahead.

In the middle of them, Teresa looked around with a pale face. It has been less than ten minutes since the battle began.

How many people died in the meantime? Teresa held Rosario tightly.

The zombie’s poison didn’t infect her, but it didn’t stop the stench either. Teresa gasped for breath amidst the stench that made it difficult for her to even breathe.

After crushing the leading group of zombies with a lance charge, the paladins all changed their weapons. Holding sharp spears, they stood on horses and slashed the spears at the zombies’ heads.

Puck, puck.

That sound rang out in unison. The crowd, which had become an army, rushed into the middle of the gap and brandished their weapons with devil-like expressions.

Teresa’s shoulders were shaking as she watched it all. Although he is a zombie, he was once human.

“You saint.”

One of the archbishops grabbed Teresa’s staggering shoulder.

“Do not be shaken. “The only mercy we can show is to give death to those who have fallen.”

“… … yes.”

Teresa nodded heavily and gripped the staff tightly. As Teresa began to stride forward, the priests parted to the sides, creating a path for Teresa to advance.

Wooooow!

The rosary around my neck vibrated.

As Teresa raised the staff high, the light radiating from her soared high along with the staff.

When Teresa spread her arms. Her surging strength split into two sides and took on the form of wings behind her back.

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. Teresa closed her eyes as she recited that old farewell speech.

“It’s more than I thought.”

Abel, Lee Seong-min, and Frau entered the gate a little late.

Abel expressed his admiration as he looked at Teresa wrapped in the wings of light.

The particles of light that fell from the wings purified the stench and poison from dead zombies and healed the wounds of the troops. Teresa’s presence boosted the morale of the Paladins. Their fatigue was also instantly recovered by Teresa’s light.

“I understand why the church surrounded the saint. “It seems clear that it is just a flower in a greenhouse, but the power it possesses is real.”

Seongmin Lee also nodded his head. It is not a power that can only be used against the undead. He boosts the morale of the paladins with just his presence and heals fatigue and wounds without using potions or magic. Moreover, the storm of light she emitted was pulverizing the undead that approached her into powder.

‘There are only so many zombies. It must have been placed near the castle gate to save time. or not… … To see our skills?’

[Or maybe it’s just to make you tired.]

Heo Ju expressed his opinion. Of course, with Teresa’s presence, the fatigue of the paladins and troops continues to recover.

But that’s how exhausted Teresa is. The Death Knights, who can be said to be Kim Jong-hyun’s real troops, have not yet appeared.

[That girl’s ability is priceless. We shouldn’t let ourselves waste our strength already.]

Seongmin Lee gave Abel a look.

“I will step forward.”

“Is there a need for that already?”

“I can’t see any Death Knights. Now that we have confirmed Teresa’s abilities, we must let her conserve her strength.”

“Do whatever you feel like. “I am busy in my own way.”

Abel does not come forward. The time for him to step forward has been decided. Because his true nature has not yet been captured by Kim Jong-hyun. It was the same with Frau.

In this situation, both of them have to show their strength when it is really needed.

Not Lee Seong-min. His presence and power have already been exposed to Kim Jong-hyun.

Now there is no need to try to hide it. Seongmin Lee lowered his spear and slowly walked forward.

Pajik!

When the purple current engulfed his body, he was already by Teresa’s side.

“Kya!”

Teresa was startled when Lee Seong-min jumped out next to her. Seongmin Lee tried to extend his hand to stop Theresa, who was staggering in surprise, but was soon startled and withdrew his outstretched hand.

The magical energy within the body reacted when it came into contact with Teresa’s light.

Too much contact is dangerous. After making that judgment, Seongmin Lee took a step back and created some distance between himself and Teresa.

“It’s still too early for you to step forward.”

“but… … .”

Teresa understood what Seongmin Lee was saying. However, she glanced at the paladins and troops rampaging at the forefront with her anxious eyes.

Before I knew it, zombies were filling my field of vision. Tens of thousands of citizens living in Germud have died, and the mutated zombies are screaming and yelling in disgust.

“I know. That they don’t want the crowd that gathered to kill Kim Jong-hyun to get hurt. “I don’t want the paladins at the forefront to get hurt and tired.”

“Even though you know… … .”

“It’s impossible. This is not a neighborhood fight. It is a war against tens of thousands of ghouls, hundreds of Death Knights, the Death Knight of Death Knights at their peak, and a Warlock equivalent to the Demon Lord. Teresa, I know your power is useful. So you have to save it.”

Is it useful? Theresa’s face was perplexed when she heard that evaluation in person. The ministers around him looked at Lee Seong-min with stern expressions. Lee Seong-min shook his head before they could talk.

“Before you tell me that my tone is harsh, please tell the saint who is wasting his energy without a solution to calm down.”

“Wait. I am… … !”

“Why don’t you understand? Do you think I’m telling you to stay still because I want the paladins and that rampaging crowd to die of exhaustion?”

[It looks like you don’t understand. It’s probably because I don’t know much about you.]

Heoju said with a grin. Well, I guess so. The Lee Seong-min they know is a ghost. Yes, I only know the nickname Gwichang.

“I’m saying this because you don’t need to do this yet.”

That’s it. There is no need to say more. What were the words implied and uttered? Because I was planning to show it clearly now.

Pajik.

Lee Seong-min’s appearance, entangled in purple electric current, disappeared. Before he knew it, he was in the middle of the crowd. In the midst of a rampaging zombie army. In the midst of the clash, Lee Seong-min’s eyes opened wide.

A light exploded in his head. A black thunderstorm that explodes without stopping. It’s strong enough to erase even the northern snowstorm. Countless ink lines that dye this world a black color.

Lee Seong-min, who inherited the power of Sima Lianju, was unable to achieve a complete transformation. He could not obtain all the power that Sima Lianju possessed.

That power was too great for the current Lee Seong-min to handle. As if he was slowly digesting the power of the Dragon Heart. His body is still unable to digest the power of Sima Lianju.

Know. It’s something that can’t be completely dealt with.

So, I know. In my head. The level of inaction achieved by Sima Lianju. How he used martial arts. Combat skills reached their limit.

Pot.

A current flowed once, and all the ghouls around exploded. In a blur of afterimages, Lee Seong-min adjusted his posture. But, even if you know it with your head, using it with your body is a different story.

feel like vomiting. My body could not properly control the extreme acceleration. But enough.

It didn’t go astray.

“ah.”

Teresa’s eyes opened wide. Everyone in this space, except the ghouls who couldn’t think, felt shocked for a brief moment. Just a few days. Dozens and hundreds of seconds intertwined within it.

[How do you feel?]

‘are you okay.’

Both arms that had wielded the spear were shattered. Teresa quickly tried to point the light at Seongmin Lee. At that moment, Seongmin Lee saw Teresa. Theresa’s cold gaze stopped her for a moment and she gasped.

‘Her powers don’t help me.’

Rather, it is poison.

[it’s okay.]

Seongmin Lee sent a message to Teresa. Both shattered arms finished regenerating in an instant. Usually, it is said that because the head is not in good condition, the body suffers, but in this case, it was the exact opposite. I know it in my head, but my body doesn’t. So it’s even more difficult.

How much longer must my arm be broken before I can fully use what I received from Sima Lianju?

Ooooh!

Zombies take the place of dead zombies. Seongmin Lee ran forward without hesitation. The place he was heading to was the front line of the group. He jumped over Theos and the White and Silver Knights who blocked the zombie’s charge in front.

Kiiiiing!

The spear began to rotate in Lee Seong-min’s hand. The purple current stretched out.

Wow!

When he swung the spear horizontally, hundreds of zombies were split in two. Theos’ eyes widened.

He was also a master with outstanding skills, but in his eyes, Lee Seong-min was a monster whose power far exceeded what a human could possess.

Lee Seong-min, who fell to the floor, felt shocked gazes from behind his back. Despite those gazes, Lee Seong-min did not feel the slightest joy.

Rather, it was sad. Myself, I am only capable of this much.

‘ah.’

Seongmin Lee slowly moved forward, receiving everyone’s attention.

‘I was glad you were my teacher.’

I took too much from him.

So, you should not be a shameful disciple of Master Sima Lian.

fantasy,