Genius Corpse-Collecting Warrior - Chapter 183
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Sisanhyeolhae (1)
Rumbling….
A strange sound of thunder is heard. Dallen looked up at the sky.
The sky is divided as if it has been cut in half. The battle in heaven was becoming more and more intense.
Kugoogung! Gurgling…!!
The pitch black clouds and the frozen sky mix together and point their red and blue claws at each other.
Fragments of magical power fell like snow from the clash of enormous power.
Fazizik. Crackling –
The twisted and condensed magic fragments cannot remain in an unstable state for long and arbitrarily transform into natural magic.
A flame the size of a candle blooms in the air, and a small net of electricity flies like a butterfly.
A sudden gust of wind seemed to swirl around, and then it turned into ice cubes and scattered.
Viewed from the ground, it was a sight as if a mysterious aurora had descended to the ground.
A rain of hundreds of colorful spells that seem to fall in one’s hand and then evaporate before reaching the ground.
Dallen sighed softly. And then he stood up.
A huge shadow was approaching him through the snowstorm that covered the ground.
“…Are you here?”
“We were a little late because the snowstorm was strong.”
A giant with a bird-shaped devil’s head appeared, leading an army of monsters, and spoke.
“It looks like they were trying to block us by blocking our vision and senses. “It wasn’t a bad attempt.”
The bird-headed devil shook his head. The icicles that had grown under the feathers turned into powder and flew away.
The blizzard that raged on the ground was a storm created by the royal wizards of the Tsarist Kingdom.
A large-scale technique that confuses the senses of the target within range, causes them to lose their way, and eventually causes them to be consumed by cold and freeze.
Although it was not an enormous force that froze entire space like the storm in the Frost Throne, the power of the hallucination caused by the blizzard was enough to confuse even the devil’s senses.
If it weren’t for Payoung’s magical eye, Dallen would have been lost as well.
However, it seemed that even Shun’s servants who knew nothing but fighting did not have the law of destruction.
“Just because your senses are blocked doesn’t mean you can’t reach your destination. “Because even a blinding snowstorm can’t stop the disgusting smell of the spellcasters’ blood.”
The bird head laughed. The sound of laughter coming from between the cracks of the beak was like scraping metal.
“We made eye contact for a moment when I killed the standard-bearer of our army with an artifact weapon. Do you know my name warrior?”
“You bird-headed bastard.”
“…They said he was a warrior with deep knowledge in demonology. Is this a misconception? No. Maybe the paladin who always sticks around with you told you. Where is she now? Did he die when the wall collapsed?”
The sound of metal became a bit harsher. It was a base provocation. Dallon did not answer, but fiddled with the handle of the sword on his waist.
Tick.
The fingers on the sword handle naturally twitched. Dallen started counting in his head.
“Hehe, did that bitch die and crawl out of the castle walls alone? I guess he was thinking of giving up everything and just going for it. They say the death of a brave warrior comes from a weak heart. You too…”
Sae-head’s laughter suddenly stopped. The guy’s head jerked back.
‘three.’
Let’s go,
let’s go, the faint sound of waves coming through the snowstorm.
‘two.’
Wow! Keck!
The screams of death are getting closer and closer.
Naturalization flashed in Sae-head’s eyes. What was flying in from beyond the fierce snowstorm was a hatchet.
The same artifact weapon that killed the standard bearer of the barbarian army at the start of the battle.
‘one.’
「Return」
And the moment the golden disc appeared through the snowstorm, Dallan’s new form was not there.
Kwaang!!
The bird-headed giant swung his sword. Even after blocking it with a sword the size of a house, its body faltered.
“What power…!”
The moment a groan escaped its beak, the ax floating in the air let out a golden explosion.
Quaaaaaaaa!
As the flame-blazing explosion engulfed the bird-headed giant’s upper body, Dallon’s new form appeared right in front of him.
Wedge-!
A gray shadow moving tens of meters away.
Without hesitation, he cut off the giant’s two legs with a single sword.
“Keeeeeeek!”
The head of a bird with its legs cut off and its upper body on fire screamed, and as a signal, the monsters started rushing towards it.
It didn’t matter. All you have to do is cut it down when it approaches.
Dallen raised his holy sword towards the devil’s head lying on the floor and struck it down.
“You can’t stop it on your own…!”
Gurgling!
There is no reason to listen to such trivial advice.
A bolt of lightning fell to the ground between the two skies clashing in the sky.
「Thunder Strike」
A bright blue thunderbolt that becomes one with the holy sword and cuts off the head of a bird in one fell swoop.
「Discharge(放流)」
Squeeze!
Without stopping its momentum, it spreads across the ground like wildfire, creating a storm of lightning.
Wow!
Kyaaaaaaaah!
A storm of blue lightning sweeps away the charging monsters and even clears up the snowstorm that was swirling in all directions.
At the same time, as if it had been promised, even the snowstorm outside the range of the lightning storm suddenly calmed down.
A snowstorm that disappeared like a lie.
A clear view of the monster army and demons.
What caught their eyes was the siege network surrounding the army on three sides.
[Elle.]
[Memento Elegus.]
A wave of golden light covered an entire section of the wall above the second wall, which was eight meters high.
[Brothers.]
[Raise your weapons.]
Then, the golden wave of the Holy Knights came out of the castle, hidden in the blizzard, and blocked the eastern side of the army.
Kugugugugugu….
A fortress wearing a huge belt of lightning descends through pitch-black clouds and blocks the western direction, warming up a large-scale magic ceremony.
A three-sided siege net created as a shield from the snowstorm.
The counterattack began from the top of the castle wall.
「Domain opening: The hand of the earth that rewinds the spring」
「Cheonryulilwonpo (千律一原砲)」
The golden wave on the castle wall began to pour out thousands of spell bombardments towards the monster army along with an irregular sound.
[For the glory of the God of War—]
[Eliminate the evil before your eyes!]
The three thousand armies, blindingly glowing with holy light, attack with shouts like a gigantic wave of light.
[Rhenia.]
[Titas.]
[Dalorema]
[Basak.]
[…….]
The last one is Warsaw, a sky fortress floating tens of meters in the air.
The chanting that rang out endlessly created a huge lightning storm below the fortress.
Kwajijijijik──
The electric heat that completely evaporates the snow in the frozen ground.
As the bodies of the monsters caught up in the storm are torn apart, dozens of lightning-type spells begin pouring out of the fortress’ crenellations and spires.
“Keek… Warsaw… How did they get to that…?”
Dallen picked up an ax and a sword.
The body of the bird-headed devil was burned to death by the torch, and only the head remained, writhing around.
Kwasik!
When I stomped on the head, which was shaking with its beak, and exploded it, the experience bar on the status window on one side rose significantly.
Crrrrr….
The monster army hesitated for a moment before baring its teeth again.
Even with the support of the Holy Knights in the Sky Fortress and the bombardment of the walls, it was impossible to turn the situation around.
As a result of the surprise attack, thousands of monsters were wiped out, but tens of thousands of monster armies came to their senses and began attacking again.
Dallen gently relaxed his shoulders in the middle of the group. Tens of demons out of tens of thousands of monsters. He laughed lowly.
“Let’s test how many levels we can raise in one day.”
Feet covered in devil’s blood take a step forward with a fierce smile.
Tuung –
As soon as his new form disappeared from its place, a cloud of dark red blood poured out.
***
It was a melee.
Kiiii!
A crustacean-shaped monster that climbs while digging its nails into the castle walls.
Easy profit!
A barrage of javelins filled with sword energy that dropped that monster.
Thump- thump- clap!
Countless ladders and hooked ropes are hung on the walls, and while the surviving barbarian warriors climb them, heavy rock trolls use their mass as weapons to pound on the walls themselves.
The monsters’ magic constantly targeted the soldiers on the castle walls. What prevented it was the royal wizards’ freezing spell.
Huge icicles and extreme cold collide with the spell of hell, creating a spectacular explosion in the air in front of the castle wall.
In that precarious balance, Sky Fortress Warsaw, the Holy Knights, and Dallon were steadily reducing their numbers as they penetrated the enemy lines.
While Warsawvac’s wide-range lightning spell crushes the demons, Dallon and the Holy Knights prevent the demons from directly attacking the castle walls.
“…Master, are you sure you’ll be okay?”
Tommy, who was looking out over the castle wall, asked with a slightly anxious expression. Felber nodded slowly.
Pop. Pop.
Drops of sweat falling on the beard.
The old man’s wrinkled hands are constantly moving, creating complex hand signs, and golden waves constantly burst out in response to them from beneath his feet.
Normally, Tommy would have taken on a large portion of the beastman’s duties, but this time, even he was unable to assist his teacher in opening up his domain.
That’s because what Felber is doing now is something that completely breaks the framework of general spellology.
Felber was operating the spells of hundreds of people from dozens of schools by linking them together as if it were one large-scale spell.
“Ignel – Tatablos!”
“Ignel Lot!”
Huge fireballs and dozens of flaming arrows float among the wizards spread out and gathered on the castle walls.
“Renia Basak!”
“Elle- Myarin.”
A line of lightning spread out and the power to move the earth came into play, while chanting techniques without clear spells began to move beyond the hands of the caster.
Guuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu’s
for the golden magic power that takes control of everything.
Under the strange wavelength of golden light, flame and electricity mix together, resonate with each other, amplify, and become several times more powerful.
Kwagwagwagwagwa-!!
The result is a barrage of hundreds of spells pouring ceaselessly towards the enemy camp.
It was also a support spell with a wide area that fell at the right place like a sniper’s bullet to avoid allies.
“Is that…what kind of human being…?”
The wizard who was casting a fire spell next to him clicked his tongue at the sight.
Ignella One of the most powerful people in the Magic Tower. Even for him, a superhuman on the verge of achieving his realm, the art unfolding before his eyes was incomprehensible.
The resonance of the spell. Multiple chanting. Linkage of multiple properties. A large-scale spell cast jointly by multiple casters.
None of this is theoretically impossible, but if the number of practitioners exceeds double digits, it is only possible after at least several years of training and research.
This is not an easy task unless you are a magic tower with over hundreds of years of history or a royal wizarding corps that undergoes thorough training under powerful power.
That can be accomplished with just a few days of training and one person opening up his/her domain.
“How else can you do that unless you are dealing with time itself…”
Even though he had reached the end of the 4th level, he had no idea that Felber was directly manipulating the timeline.
A miraculous process that breaks down and manipulates the casting process of each spell into moments and forces them to fit into the perfect resonance point.
Even though Felber was one of the few geniuses of his time, it would have been impossible if he had not made the effort to break away from his species and be reborn as a subordinate of the True Dragon.
Transmission and permeability──!!
Talent and hard work mix together to storm the battlefield with a barrage of incredible techniques.
A realm beyond the red-hot brain and seething imagery.
Even though he created all these miracles with his low, fast mumbling chants and dizzy beast signs, Felber’s expression was not very good.
It is not because the visible circumstances themselves are unfavorable.
The firepower from the remaining two layers of walls and the air fortress was almost excessive even against tens of thousands of monsters.
It would be difficult if dozens of demons climbed up the castle walls, but there was no need to worry as long as the paladins and Dallon were persistent.
Occasionally, when demons broke through that barrier and attacked the castle walls, the 5th rank transcendents of the Iron Blood Army would step forward and drive them back beyond the walls.
The number of monsters dying is greater than the number of people falling. That means that if you hold on like this, victory will not be difficult.
However, the reason why Felber’s expression is stiff despite this.
It was in the same vein as Dallen, who could have defended the top of the castle wall and killed the devils climbing up there, but went downstairs and swept through the enemy lines.
Ugh━━
Suddenly, the sound of something solid being split was heard.
My heated brain soon sensed a strange silence.
‘……what?’
Silence is impossible in the turmoil of the battlefield.
So, the story is that this sense of discomfort arose from the absence of something.
It didn’t take long to realize the identity of the discomfort.
A storm of lightning swept across an area of the battlefield. This is because at some point, the noise created by the disaster created by human hands was no longer heard.
‘…Warsawk!’
Golden eyes shine towards the floating sky fortress.
The archmage’s energy sensed a hole in the barrier surrounding the Sky Fortress across the battlefield.
A small hole only a few meters in diameter. It was a very shabby size compared to the overwhelming size of the fortress.
However, the being that entered through that hole was not shabby at all.
Because he was one of the beings that Felber was constantly wary of.
Well.
The top of the tallest spire in the fortress.
A dragon man standing on the roof chews something greedily in his hand.
Munch. Munch.
It was a corpse.
It is none other than the corpse of the Warsaw Magic Tower.
Quaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
At that moment, the ring of electricity surrounding the sky fortress shattered with a loud noise, and the fortress floating tens of meters in the sky began to slowly tilt.
Coo coo coo coo….
“…Oh my god.”
As the marriage took place in a flashy manner, Felber felt cold sweat running down his spine.
The Great Magic Tower, known as the sacred place of all lightning magicians, was collapsing so fleetingly.
“Is the Great Devil… something like that?”
I had received advance notice from Dallan.
This invasion, which arrived with dozens of demons, included two great demons.
One of them is the most powerful among the six princes under Sun.
An unknown great evil whose name is not even known to warlocks.
However, it was difficult to maintain composure while watching one of the six great magic towers on the continent collapse before our eyes.
And then.
Whoosh──
A beam of golden light flew in from somewhere in the enemy territory where a melee was taking place on the eastern side of the battlefield.