Genius Corpse-Collecting Warrior - Chapter 140

Burning Granary (3)

Trembling Chin. Saliva flowing thickly.

Dallen tilted his head slightly. The Bronze District was famous for having a good gang, even if it was just one guard.

Given the size of the city, the back alleys and low streets were literally hotbeds of all kinds of crimes.

The current state of affairs was a bit too much for it to simply be a shock caused by a group of drugged out vagabonds.

“Hey, calm down! Please be specific. “What do you mean stop me?”

Was it the same thought? Sienna questioned the guard. The guard swallowed his saliva and then answered.

“At first, they were just vagabonds. “I thought we could stop it on our own.”

The Bronze Area Security Team is by no means a soft organization.

This is because it was the organization solely responsible for the security of the entire Bronze District, the largest district in the megacity.

Although they do not have a good reputation due to their narrow patrol range and collusion with the underworld, their skills are clearly superior to the guards of other cities.

This can be seen just by looking at the fact that when Dallen was fighting the Apostles of Retrograde, he completely swept through all the hidden places throughout the Bronze Zone in just a few days.

Therefore, this incident should have been suppressed without much difficulty.

Even if there are thousands of addicts, it is impossible to defeat thousands of armed guards.

That was actually the case for the first few hours after the unrest broke out. After the cult incident, the guards did not neglect training, and the drugged vagabonds seemed to be quickly subdued.

“That was until that monster came.”

“monster? who?”

“Huh…”

The guard groaned and shuddered, as if it was terrifying just thinking about it.

“…God of war.”

As Lucia encouraged him with a fighting prayer, the guard managed to continue speaking.

“…Bodies piled up like a mountain. A huge body that is torn apart by the ash wind and becomes one as vines grow. “What I saw was a monster created by knitting together dozens of people, and the ash winds and vines that created countless such monsters.”

***

The group ran along the main street. As expected, the guard said the enemy had headed towards the warehouse area.

It wasn’t difficult to agree. The grain warehouse in the western district is one of the major pillars that enables Falcion to become self-reliant.

The plan is to neutralize it and starve the city before the full-scale invasion that will begin soon.

‘The guard said the addicts were moving like an army.’

Dallon thought as he ran down the street with Farn on his back.

The junkies confronting the guards were nothing like the ones he had encountered on the lower streets.

The guys I ran into while leaving the low street were all beast-like beings who were only busy lusting for human flesh.

On the other hand, on the ground, they began to move like an army under a single command system within a few hours.

According to the guard, warlocks and dark knights were seen among the addicts, so they must be acting as middle commanders.

Like those who fought in the border town, they are probably warlocks under the Vine Witch who caused this drug crisis.

‘The witch of the vines…and the ash wind.’

Ash wind.

It’s a word that gives a feeling of déjà vu. Dallen frowned.

‘It’s obviously completely dead.’

An ashes wind that destroys everything.

How many times have you lost a game in the middle of the game due to that terrible curse spell?

In order to avoid that this time, I immediately went to Lvivbach as soon as the news arrived to discourage that possibility.

I thought I definitely killed him with the power of the holy sword, but I never thought he would be mentioned again now.

“…Tsk.”

Dallen clicked his tongue lightly. While I was gathering my thoughts, the group was already approaching Area 43, the warehouse area.

The noise of battle can be heard from far away. The screams and shouts of the weapons began to get louder.

“Dallan’s magical power….”

“I know.”

That wasn’t all. Just as Sienna had tried to say, the magical winds in the area were seriously fluctuating.

Judging by the mixture of ominous magical power, it can only be assumed that nearly ten gates of hell have been opened.

Dallon paused for a moment and put Parn off his back. And said.

“Stay close to Lucia.”

“…yep.”

Seung-

Leaving behind the nodding boy, he checked his armor and weapons and pulled out the holy sword.

Accordingly, Sienna also raised her magical power to the fullest and Lucia also began activating her sacred tattoo.

As we climbed over a gentle hill, the battlefield appeared before our eyes. It was a battleground between the defense line of guards across the main street and the countless addicts trying to break through that defense line.

“See from the inside.”

Dallen said and kicked the ground.

Tung –

It rises to the height of the roofs of high-rise buildings in one go, then turns its body in the air and strides through the air.

There was no need to bring dark clouds. The sky, which had been drizzling earlier, was already dark.

A new type that kicks into the air while holding the holy sword and shoots towards the ground like a thunderbolt.

And a ray of blue light follows behind it like a shadow.

“Lightning strike”

Gurgling!

Nearly ten of them were shattered by a direct sword strike, and several times as many were toppled by a lightning strike.

Dozens more fell over due to the ensuing shock wave. Dallen decided to go one step further.

「Standing」

The moment you land, instead of landing on the floor, you step shallowly into the air and grab your sword.

Stepbo’s unique ability to condense some of the magical power released at the moment of the first step and replace it with physical strength.

The image captures the power of the lightning that fell from the sky, amplifying it and sending it out in all directions as soon as the second step is taken.

「Thunderstroke: Discharge」

Kwajijijijik—!

Streams of blue lightning spreading in all directions. The flagstones on the street cracked and bounced, and addicts pierced by the lightning fell down with green blood pouring out.

More than a hundred addicts fell in just one attack. It is only natural that attention is focused.

Pararae rack!

As if responding to that gaze, the ax that was naturally pulled out from his waist began to swing alone through the crowd.

Limbs falling off. A head that suddenly breaks off.

It was then that a dark hand appeared among the addicts who were falling like water.

Come on, wow!

Catch the flying ax with your bare hands. The hatchet wriggled for a moment, but the thick, black hand only gripped it more tightly.

“Hehehe, I see you again. “A slug-like savage.”

The Dark Knight, the owner of that hand, grinned. Dallen slightly raised his eyebrows.

“Do you know me?”

“Ha, I know. “I should have hit your head right then, but I was careless and ended up giving up one of my arms.”

Rattling.

The Dark Knight lifted his helmet. Darkened skin and shiny bald head were revealed.

“I, Lord Angel Ztramu, will condemn your wantonness this time.”

“…Ah, that idiot from back then.”

When I heard the bald head and the way he spoke, I was able to recall it without difficulty.

It was a low-level knight who threatened him in the central square when he returned from the labyrinth not long ago.

“Heh, I guess I remember now. I understand. My appearance has changed beyond recognition. “God gave me tremendous strength and even gave me a new arm.”

Crash. Crash.

The Dark Knight walked over with a smile on his face. He threw the hatchet aside and pulled out a huge battle ax from behind his back.

Its body, strengthened by corrupted magical power, easily exceeded 2 meters.

The new right arm he received was so large that it was deformed even on his body, as if he had taken the arm of a troll and glued it together.

The guy raised a huge ax with his thick, black hands. And shouted.

“Leave a will, you barbarian! “I offer you up in the name of the dark knight, Angel Zturamu Laphilem!”

Grumble!

A sword that burns like fire on the ax blade. It was a vivid example of a strange magical power.

The Dark Knight rushed forward with a satisfied smile on his face. The guy struck down the battle ax covered in black energy.

Dallen shrugged his shoulders and simply raised his sword.

“Hahaha…Kahak?”

Kang!

The ax blade that lost its handle hits the floor. Sword energy quickly dispersed from the ax blade embedded in the flagstone.

The Dark Knight, who stumbled past Dallen, looked down at his axe in disbelief.

“What…”

The guy tried to turn towards Dallen. And then it collapsed. The armored upper body slipped and fell to the floor, and the troll-like grip twitched a few times before becoming quiet.

Dallen stretched out his hand. Then the ax that the Dark Knight threw came back to him.

He put the ax in his belt and walked back toward the rushing addicts.

Around that time, rain of feathers and flashes of divine power began to pour in from the other side at the same time.

***

Thanks to the three people moving around the front line, the soldiers on the defense line were able to launch a counterattack without difficulty.

Lucia’s battle prayers restored the guard’s morale and vitality, and Sienna’s spells quickly wiped out a wide swath of addicts.

Meanwhile, Dallen began killing any warlocks or dark knights he saw.

By the time the commander’s head fell into his hands for the seventh time, the frightened men forced the remaining troops into the alley.

It was a moment when at least one side of the defense line was able to breathe.

And Dallen, who joined the security corps, was able to meet familiar faces among the soldiers.

“Dallen. This is how we meet again. Thanks for your help. “I survived thanks to you.”

“It’s been a while. “The armor has changed again.”

Dallon said, holding Gawain’s outstretched hand. Gawain smiled bitterly.

Where did he leave the flashing armor of the Knights? He was once again wearing the old plate armor unique to the Silent Company.

“I didn’t plan on returning this quickly, but given the circumstances, I had no choice.”

“comeback?”

“Actually, I didn’t really join the Order of the Silver Silver Knights. No, since it is true that it is formal, it should be called camouflage. “Where am I going to go alone, leaving my subordinates who have been with me for over ten years in the first place? The timing is not good, so we’ll talk about this another time.”

Dallen nodded. It was my first time seeing him join undercover, but there would be another opportunity to hear the whole story.

Gawain quickly explained the situation.

The attack by addicts began at night, and the number of enemies gradually increased until it reached 10,000. As they were somehow able to block it, an elite unit made up of dark knights and warlocks appeared and immediately broke through the defense line and entered the inside.

“By that time, my silence company and I had arrived, and the security team had managed to restore the breached defense line. However, due to lack of troops, we were unable to chase after those who went inside.”

Gawain chewed his lip and lowered his head. Dallen nodded. In his opinion, this alone was great enough.

At present, the number of troops in the security corps forming the front line is only a few thousand.

It is by no means easy to protect the wide area from Area 41 to Area 43, where warehouses are concentrated, with only those troops.

Gawain and the Silent Company even managed to restore the once collapsed defense line, meaning they had achieved an impossible reversal.

In addition, with the party joining, they gained the upper hand on one side of the front line, so now all they had to do was plan a counterattack from the other side.

‘Then all that’s left now is to chase after those who have already entered.’

Dallen stroked his chin.

It had already been two hours since the enemy’s elite troops broke through the defense line.

They must be skilled in their own right, so burning down a grain warehouse would be an easy task.

However, even after two hours, there was no sign of an explosion or large-scale fire.

As Dallan shared such thoughts, Gawain also fell asleep with a questioning look on his face.

“Whatever their intentions are, we’ll have to go inside first to find out.”

There was no time to think for long. It was when Dallon, who had made that decision, was about to take a step forward.

“Wait a minute!”

A heavily armed soldier came running out in a huff. He held onto Dallen and breathed heavily.

A thin, blond, aristocratic face is revealed when the face shield of the helmet is lifted.

“Hey, let’s go together. “I know what they’re thinking.”

“Ever….”

“Silence Company Commander, please be quiet. I am Evan, a volunteer soldier belonging to the Labyrinth Management Agency who was dispatched to request support in the Bronze District.”

The young man who raised his index finger to interrupt Gawain smiled sheepishly.

Eberron Rachtala.

It was a name that Gawain could not utter until the end.

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