Genius Corpse-Collecting Warrior - Chapter 173
Royal Capital Ekhlahim (1)
Hwiiii…….
The cold wind passes by my face. Dallen scratched his cheek and gazed over the ridge.
Around him, five thousand troops were marching against the cold.
They were all survivors rescued from a fallen fortress or soldiers supported from a fortress that withstood the devil’s attack.
‘Five thousand people gathered in three weeks from the east of the defense line… more than any other time. This episode’s Tsarist defense line held firmer than expected.’
This was because the rebellion in the rear that had been going on for the past few months had been successfully suppressed.
In addition, due to the intervention of Daelon and the Holy Knights, the manpower input of the Sangvis Army was also minimized, so the front-line troops were able to focus on defense without being dispersed.
As a result, the troops gathered were lacking in both quantitative and qualitative aspects.
Among them, the capabilities of the survivors rescued from the fallen fortress were beyond imagination.
The fact that he overcame the pollution of the hell gate opened by the devil and survived by killing monsters until he was rescued is in itself a testament to his ability and will.
They could be said to be veterans of veterans, united by their hatred for the devil, and became the main force in boosting morale.
Since they had endured even in a literal hell, the fact that more than half of the fortresses in the eastern part of the front had collapsed had no effect on them.
Of course, this was possible because the dragon slayer mercenary, the demon slayer paladin, and the archmage, the head of a magic tower, provided a strong background for the reinforcements.
‘Anyway, my personal harvest wasn’t bad either.’
Troops were not the only thing Dallen gained by touring half of the northern front.
The bodies that died here were also another reward for him. Six corpses, including
‘the body of an archer who lost his eyesight in the reflected light of the snow field’,
‘the body of a shaman who was struck by a stone thrown by a giant’,
and ‘the body of a mercenary who defeated a Northern warrior in a fight of strength.’
Even before the final great war in which the evil god directly invaded the continent, there was constant conflict between the Tsardom and the northerners.
Since Dallan developed his character mainly as a mercenary, there were many places where he could naturally become involved in the Northern Front.
As the character of the Gray Knight, after seeing the invasion of the evil spirit, I often stopped by to come up with a strategy to defend against the invasion.
In addition, including the ‘corpse of a patrolman buried in an avalanche while asleep’ and the ‘corpse of a trainer eaten by a snow wolf’ obtained while descending the World’s Tooth Mountain Range, there were a total of eight corpses recovered after the Gray White Fighter.
The number was similar to the number of corpses obtained from the southern district of Falcion.
‘It’s a rewarding experience considering it’s only been a month or so.’
Although the troops rarely rested properly because they were moving around in search of corpses every time they rested.
Sometimes it feels even sweeter because it is a fruit obtained after hard work.
Dalen rubbed his tired eyes and opened the status window.
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Name: Dallon
Level: 34
[Strength: 49] [Skill: 42] [Stamina: 38]
[Sense: 38] [Intelligence: 37] [Magic Power: 41]
Skill: Dehaman’s Armor Fighting (D) Night Vision (E) Leaping (E) Flame Arrow (D) Lapanthella’s Crushing Blade (C) Hegaleus’ Rain of Flame (C) Lightning Bolt (D) Signet of the Curse (D) Rere Dao’s Secret Sword (B) Flame Ember (C) Dark Red Dragon’s Blood (A) Key to the Hell Gate (C) Ackerman’s Drawing (C) Field’s Wind Barrier (C) Fire Spear (D) Living Root ( D) Rapid Germination (D) Lulia’s Spring Water (C)
*Unique Skill (13)
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Overall, all abilities are in the late 30s to early 40s. My strength was just around the corner from 50.
By using the power of the realm, miracles that could not be achieved simply with ability points alone are being realized, but this does not mean that the importance of ability points has diminished.
The reality is that in order to handle powerful power, whether it is territorial power or anything else, you need appropriate talent and understanding.
Since the indicator of talent was ability, the fact that one had to scrape together corpses and experience points whenever one could spare did not change.
‘I think the only useful spells in the Introduction to Plant Magic are the two I’ve learned so far…Lulia’s Spring Water obtained from the shaman’s corpse should have good synergy with ice crystals.’
As you gain one more possibility, dozens of options increase.
In the fight between superhumans drawing and erasing each other’s images, the more diverse the options, the better.
In determining victory, the ability to design a battle is as important as the size of the force.
Various abilities, including spells and magic, were a good way to diversify the design itself.
“Dallen. “I can see the royal road.”
Breaking through my thoughts, Lucia spoke. Dallen cleared the status window and raised his head.
Beyond the cold wind and snowstorm, a huge city was vaguely visible at the bottom of the ridge.
***
Before long, the blizzard had cleared completely.
A vast city surrounded by pure white walls.
A blue-and-white palace towering high in the middle of it all.
Felver, looking at the panoramic view of the city, smiled softly and stroked his beard. He said.
“The city of the Tsar, ruler of the northern part of the continent, and the place where the Eclahim Palace of the Frost Throne rises. The royal capital of Ekhlahim. When I was young, I studied frozen land here. “It’s been a while.”
“Hahaha! A sacred place of ice and gunpowder! It’s been a really long time for me too! “At one time, I used to come and go to this palace as if it were my home… Oh my!”
“My friend who is crazy about gunpowder, there are many ears to listen.”
“Take out my skull!”
Bjorn, who had been summoned from the air and hit by a falling rock, groaned while clutching the swollen crown of his head.
Felber clicks his tongue and Akasha puts an ice pack on the dwarf’s head.
Lucia, who was shaking her head at the sight of the sled in disarray, suddenly spoke.
“Anyway, it’s fascinating. Many fortresses on the northern front have fallen, but the royal capital has not even been attacked, let alone fallen…”
It was exactly as she said. The royal capital, Eklahim, was the only castle and city that was functioning properly.
The triple wall was built solidly and without a trace, and the soldiers on top of it were also standing guard at full readiness.
Meanwhile, among the crowds of people lined up in front of the southern gate, merchants, farmers, mercenary carts and wagons were killing time as they waited for their turn to be inspected.
The tension of war is in the air, but direct strikes are nowhere to be seen.
The scenes of everyday life feel even more foreign as we have passed through countless tragedies over the past few weeks.
A scene like this never unfolds by chance.
If Dallen’s prediction is correct, the Tsarina is already sitting on the frosty throne, fighting off the devil’s army alone.
And Dallen and his party were soon able to confirm that fact with their own eyes.
“Mr. Dallon. Welcome to the royal capital of the Tsardom. “The Tsarina was waiting.”
This was because the owner of the Frost Throne had personally invited them.
***
The 5,000-strong force entered the castle walls without major problems.
It’s not that the royal capital’s guards were incompetent, it was just a pre-planned procedure.
While reconquering the forts on the eastern part of the front, Daelon had already sent envoys to the royal capital several times and informed them that he was now leading reinforcements.
The royal capital responded with the Tsarina’s words of welcome and requested that reinforcements be brought as soon as possible.
Thanks to this, there was no snow cavalry jumping out of the castle due to the sudden appearance of a large army.
It just took some time to wait for the people lined up in front of the castle gate, go through a simple inspection process, and let the troops in.
And while the soldiers were being inspected, Dallon and his party were invited to Eclahim Palace.
Inside the hall where the frosty throne is placed, only a special few among the nobles can enter.
Damn. Take a look.
A long hallway where not only the floor but also the walls and ceiling were frozen solid.
At the end of the deepest hallway in Eclahim Palace, there was a door thicker than most castle gates, plastered with all kinds of magic circles.
Geek, geek, geek,
geek- “Huh…!”
The moment the crack in the door opens, the cold blows in.
Tommy, who was following his teacher, winced in pain.
Even as a boy who inherited his teacher’s orders and became far from normal, it was difficult to deal with the chill escaping from inside the door.
“If you can’t bear it, go back. “I do not want to remove the corpse from the hall where the Tsarina resides.”
The royal guard guarding the door spoke in a cruel tone. Dallen shrugged and blocked the boy’s path.
Grrrr….
The black flame wings extending from behind the back offset the blowing cold.
Beyond simply acting as a windbreak, it was a heat source that completely drove away cold air in a radius of several meters around it.
“…….”
The royal guard looked dumbfounded. Dallen and the group walked past them and into the hall.
“…Oh oh.”
“God…”
The inside of the hall was vast.
Not figuratively, but in a literal sense.
The frozen ground stretched beyond the horizon, and thin snow was constantly falling from the sky, coloring the world white.
Did they distort the space and expand it?
Or, it may be a place that embodies the imagery that has been passed down from generation to generation in the Tsarist dynasty, like the residence of the apothecary Philopon in the labyrinth city.
Dallen raised his head a little crookedly. A high platform and throne were visible beyond the slowly falling snow.
And on top of that, there was a statue in the shape of a human woman that seemed to be made of ice.
The statue’s lips were sweet.
[Welcome.]
[The last descendant of the wandering Kaladrakum dynasty and a one-eyed master craftsman who stole the technology of the Empire and the Tsardom. Bjorn Kaladrakum.]
[The sharpest white sword of the Demon Slayer War God, anticipated by Edgar Reinhardt. Lucia Castachald.]
[Earth mage Elgaia Magic Tower, who touched the timeline of the Dragon God’s left arm armor, and his disciple who inherited the spell. Felber Valentino and Tommy Valentino.]
[It was a hidden arrangement of the apocalypse, but now the dragon fights against the apocalypse with the one he chose as his father. Akasha Riulak.]
[And….]
Damn it.
The sound of ice breaking was heard.
The crack that started from the statue’s lips quickly spread to the entire face.
Jang-!
Soon, thin ice fragments shattered with a clear sound.
Tsarina Bizalina Yoskov, a woman frozen like a statue on the throne, slowly moved her face free from the ice.
She lifted her eyelids.
“Demon slayer. Dragon slayer. The one who killed the two witches. The one who tamed the dark star tree hanging over Yeokcheon. A person with the blood of a dragon abandoned by the monarch. A person whose family name is unknown, but who receives the attention of the gods and shakes up everything that has been decided. “Dallen.”
“…….”
“Did Yeokcheon’s well really predict you? I bet my fate on being right. So I waited until now. “By single-handedly blocking half of Sun’s 108 demons.”
Blue-white eyes stared at Dallen. It was an eye that contained magical power that made you feel like you were being sucked into it.
A state where you can project the entire area, not just one side of it.
A being who can twist mysteries into his own possession.
Dallen quietly raised his hand and scratched his chin, receiving the full attention of the 6th rank wizard.
he thought.
Shit, you’re starting to say something difficult that is typical of an order-maker.
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