Genius Corpse-Collecting Warrior - Chapter 142
Heavenly Change Manga (1)
“Viscount Zutmura!”
“You crazy bastard!”
“What a cowardly surprise attack! “You don’t want to die gracefully!”
The Viscount’s colleagues jumped to their feet in response to the surprise attack. Dallen snapped his hand without answering.
Let’s go!
“Keuuuuuuck!”
Then, a blue bolt of electricity shot out from the ax that pierced the viscount’s body and protruded from behind his back. At the same time, the guy who had been lying down as if dead jumped up and screamed.
‘I could just pretend to be dead.’
Due to the magical power of hell received from the evil spirit, Viscount Zutmura’s body has surpassed human limitations.
Therefore, even though his chest was pierced by an axe, he managed to survive.
Of course, Dallen’s sensitive senses could not have missed the man’s minute heartbeat and breathing.
Additionally, when I glanced at the status window, I saw that no experience points had been received.
“Aaaah! Kwaaaa…!”
With a deathly scream, the Viscount collapses once again.
This time it was real. Because the experience bar in the status window has increased slightly.
“It looks like everyone’s heads are like flower fields. Have you been chasing evil spirits and slaughtering ordinary people for so long that you have lost all sense of reality?”
Dallen said as he looked at the viscount’s black, smoking corpse.
Did he come to his senses in those merciless hands? The seven gatekeepers also began taking out their weapons one by one.
Dallen relaxed his shoulders and glanced sideways at the status window. The experience gained from killing the Viscount was quite good.
Since leveling up is just around the corner, I feel like I can level up twice if I complete the remaining seven.
“Laphilem – se glam!”
And that thought became confirmed when two warlocks resonated their magic and opened the gates of hell.
thud. thud.
The guy with hairy goat legs, a muscular human torso, and two horns on his hideous head was clearly a low-level devil.
Even the most common, nameless demons gain quite a bit of experience.
“I will take care of this. Just focus on opening the door without the witch noticing.”
Dallen said that and walked forward with a stride holding the holy sword. Eberron looked slightly surprised and then secretly smiled his usual cheerful smile.
“It’s been a long time since I’ve been on the front lines, and it’s been even longer since I’ve teamed up with someone on the battlefield. “I will believe it once.”
Strange magical power flowed from the transcendental body, and the image of Eberron disappeared into thin air.
It was the beginning of the battle.
Tooung- Kwajik!
Dallon’s new model was shot like an arrow. The first person to block him was a warrior wearing thorn armor.
What blocked the holy sword that struck down was his thorn shield. The blade and thorn collide, sparks fly, and the broken thorns fall down.
The bewilderment in his eyes could be seen through the gap in the helmet that covered his face. The guy said.
“What kind of power…!”
“Get out of the way.”
move forward
Kagak!
Twist the holy sword to create a gap, then raise your knee and cut into the guy’s side.
The thorns densely embedded in its armor collided with the black iron gaiters, sparks flying out.
“Whoops…!”
Leaving behind the thorn armor that flew like a cannonball, destroying the second floor of a building and crashing down, Dallon once again pushed himself away with his leaping skill.
The surrounding scenery passes by quickly.
What they are targeting are the three warlocks in the back row.
In a many-to-one fight, the first thing to target was the wizards and long-range attackers who were in charge of the enemy’s rear firepower.
Since falling into this world, this is the first proper many-on-one battle between magicians and vanguards.
However, the experience of countless fights beyond the monitor remained at least as a theory in my mind.
And the strength of his body and mind are enough to fully translate the theories in his head into reality.
“That guy!”
“This guy is targeting wizards! Stop it!”
The enemies belatedly realized what he was trying to do and came swinging their weapons. Dallen ignored it, kicked the air, and accelerated again.
As the sword and spells flew one step at a time, destroying the elusive distance, he had already come within a stone’s throw of the first warlock.
“What…ugh!”
I don’t have time to listen to nonsense.
He grabs the face of the guy who had just summoned the devil and was sighing, and mercilessly beats him to the floor.
Quang!
The guy’s head hit hard enough to split the flagstone.
He slams his tightly closed fist once more onto the head of the black magician who faints.
「Haptu Fist: Iron Strike」
The magic power that started resonating from the wing bones ran all the way to the fist.
What radiates from the end is not a blunt fist, but a sharp anticipation similar to an awl.
Plop!
As if the blade had been stabbed by the tip of a spear, a hole opened in the center of the warlock’s head.
‘Two of these.’
The self-defense relic he had in his possession spread out a protective shield, but it was torn apart like a piece of paper in the face of the power of Haptu Kwon.
Haptu-kwon is a martial art that was created from the beginning to deal with wizards.
A martial art that embodies the essence of a warrior who walked around like a beggar without a weapon and took on the Amwoldan head-on.
There is no way that a direct hit could be prevented with just a shield from a self-defense relic that was not even directly deployed.
“Padler! no!”
Another warlock who had resonated with his magic in front of his colleague’s body, who had died in an instant, let out a scream that was almost like a struggle.
At that desperate will, the low-level devil let out a scream and rushed towards him, and at the same time, a shadow elf appeared behind Dallen.
‘Stealth…!’
It may have been due to the confusion of the battle, but even Payoung’s magical eyes did not recognize it for a moment.
Stealth, a shadow elf bloodline ability.
This happened because it was a secret technique that maximized the power of the area.
Sigh!
A poisonous dagger stabs from behind, and the devil’s grip approaches before my eyes.
But don’t panic.
‘Seven to the devil.’
It steadily counts the decreasing number of people, expands its sensory area, and captures all of the enemy’s movements.
The moment the elf’s presence disappeared from the senses, preparations were already made for a surprise attack from a blind spot.
Whilick!
After throwing the holy sword at the charging demon, Dallon immediately turned his body halfway and struck the side of the dagger with the back of his hand.
Cough!
Just one clash.
The superiority of power was clear.
“Ugh!”
The dagger flew away as the grip was torn, and the shadow elf stumbled and placed his hand on his waist.
“How can a barbarian master the martial arts of the Imperial Knights…!”
A shadow elf shouts as he draws his second dagger. There was no reason to wait.
As she took out the dagger, Dallen’s hand, who had pushed away with his leaping skill, extended towards her neck.
Kagagaga River!
A brief moment. Black iron armor and daggers clashing dozens of times.
He presses his chest with his shoulder and swats away the hand holding the dagger with his scalpel. He lets the stabbing sword energy flow shallowly with his elbow and briefly throws out his sword, shattering his shoulder blade.
The first skill he acquired after falling into this world, Dehaman’s mastery of armored fighting, was already incorporated into Dallen’s every move.
With the help of strength that is well over 30 and approaching 40, LeVeron’s special armor is more than just armor, it is a weapon itself.
“Wow!”
The shadow elf, who had several bones broken in an instant, managed to pull himself out using his bloodline ability at the last moment.
A shadow elf struggling to keep his balance and drinking a potion. Then a scream reached her ears.
“Kwaaaak!”
He was a warlock who was screaming at the death of his colleague.
Before I knew it, the hatchet that flew alone had pierced his shield spell and lodged itself in his collarbone.
The warlock hurriedly tried to pull out the axe, but the axe had already started spitting out flames and burning the guy’s body.
The demon he had summoned was in a state of great difficulty just having to handle the sacred power gushing out with the holy sword stuck in the center of its chest.
“……her.”
The shadow elf let out a sigh of frustration. It was a sight that made me forget for a moment even the pain caused by the regeneration potion.
The power was nine, including the devil.
Everyone here was a person who had the power to create territory and create their own destiny.
However, before they could exert their accumulated strength, two people died and three were injured.
All of this happened just 30 seconds after the battle started.
“…From what I can tell, he is a warrior who gained territory only a few months ago.”
How should we accept the fact that the warrior who created this entire scene was clenching and unclenching his fist as if he was sorry that his last blow missed without a single wound?
“Everyone, go into battle with all your might. “I think I’m dealing with a transcendent person, not a gold-plated mercenary.”
Grumbling.
The thorn-armored warrior said as he came out, leaning on the wall of the broken building.
The gatekeepers’ eyes turned serious at his words, even if only temporarily.
“Laphilem. Se glam.”
The beginning was the only sane warlock’s spell.
At the chanting in a harsh, phlegm-filled voice, four or five gates of hell opened in an instant around the street.
What came rushing out from the cracks in the burning space were the half-melted soldiers of hell with blue eyes shining.
Then, two giant corpse monsters made of dozens of corpses tied together came out after them and formed a siege network surrounding Dallan.
Woooo….
Among the cries of the hell soldiers. The gatekeepers each took an advantageous position and slowly narrowed the siege.
This time no one was caught off guard.
They draw on the power of each area at the same time and are ready to project their power at any time.
In the aftermath, the magical power of the area was suddenly distorted, to the point where it began to emit a discordant sound like noise.
Shoot….
in the middle of that whirlpool.
Dallen looked up.
The drizzle that had been falling steadily from earlier had suddenly become quite thick.
Small streams flow between the flagstones, and the sunken traces of battle turn into puddles.
Even though he was surrounded by dozens of hell soldiers and numerous superhumans, his expression did not change.
The opponents are superhumans who have risen to the top after experiencing numerous battles. I was expecting this to happen from the beginning.
You may gain some benefit from a surprise attack, but it will be impossible to completely end the fight.
Then, all that remains is a head-on collision between power and power.
And how to get started was planned before this fight began.
「Ice Crystal(氷晶)」
A pure white crystal appears in the open palm.
The unique skill ‘Ice Crystal’ that I acquired while inheriting a corpse in the hell of Calchas and have practiced countless times since then.
「Blooming」
A flower bud-like crystal unfolds dozens of petals, and at the same time, the temperature in the area begins to drop rapidly.
Damn it!
Ice is not formed by lowering the temperature.
The image of freezing itself captures rainwater and moisture from all directions, and the drop in temperature is just the result.
Reversing the cause and effect of the laws of physics is the impossible possibility that can be realized through the realm.
OMG!
Kyaaaaaaa!
Dozens of hell soldiers are stranded on the completely frozen ground, and nearly half of them cannot even move because even the surface of their skin is frozen.
“He was a high-ranking wizard!”
“I heard that you created a territory as a warrior!”
Confused voices spread among the gatekeepers.
They were powerful people and they knew.
Dealing with a warrior who uses magic weapons and dealing with a magician who has mastered spells are completely different realms.
However, before they could change their stance, the direction of the fight was already moving to the next stage in Dallen’s hands.
「Ice Crystal: Blue Wave」
Quaching!
The flower bud on the palm twists its petals to its fullest extent.
Dozens of petals rotate like a whirlpool, and hundreds of ice pieces fly in all directions.
Kwachachachachang!
In response to the movement, the ice in the area breaks and winds clockwise like a whirlpool.
A storm of ice as sharp as a blade covers the entire street.
“Kaaaaak!”
“Hold on! Hang in there!”
A storm of ice crystals full of magical power.
Soldiers, corpse monsters, everything is torn to pieces and strewn about on the streets.
Go one step further.
When he raises his empty left hand and makes a hand sign, a stream of electricity grows from his fingertips and takes the shape of a huge claw.
「Thunder grouse」
A streak of bright blue electricity spreads through the scattering ice crystals.
The monster’s hot blood and the ice melted in that blood became conductors.
Kwazijijijik-!
The lightning, whose destructive power has been amplified several times, strikes the surviving monsters and superhumans once again.
It was impossible for even superhumans who had achieved realms to avoid damage in the face of the results of a magic trick that had been planned step by step.
Oh no!
The demon whose regenerative power was sealed in the holy sword was left tattered in the storm, and the warlock who had been hit in the collarbone by an ax also died, his entire body reduced to rags.
The rest of the superhumans are also torn and cut here and there, struggling.
The only ones that were okay were a thorn-armored warrior whose entire body was surrounded by the power of the realm, a dwarf who broke a jewel engraved with rune magic, and a telekinetic person whose eyes were two different colors.
“Ugh! Take it, spellcaster!”
As soon as the storm subsides, the dwarf counterattacks with a huge double-edged axe.
Dallen quietly stretched out his left hand in front of the running guy.
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