Genius Corpse-Collecting Warrior - Chapter 226
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Land of the Blood Demon (2)
Even Dallon, who played hundreds of times, reached the level of a transcendent less than ten times.
Of these, a total of three episodes have been recovered so far.
Considering the speed with which the apocalypse was approaching, only two of the remaining episodes had a chance of being salvaged.
‘It would be great if I could secure the body of the last round…’
Unlike the rest, who at least remembered the location, I didn’t even know where the final destination was for the last round, so it was out of the question.
Anyway, fortunately, one of the two was already secured. And the other place is the land of blood demons.
Of course, it was impossible to say it as it was. Dallen paused for a moment and then opened his mouth.
“They say a blood spirit intervened in the pantheon.”
“…Dallen, what do you mean?”
Lucia asked back. Dallen spoke again.
“Literally. The Bishops’ Conference of the Pantheon recognized Blood Spirit as the new main deity. “As of now, this has only been decided internally, but we will make an excuse to announce it externally amidst the chaos caused by the temple.”
Clink!
The teacup, unable to overcome the paladin’s grip, shattered. Hot tea flowing down.
“…sorry.”
Lucia apologized with her blond hair hanging down, but that didn’t mean her face was distorted with anger.
The reactions of others were not much different.
“Is that true? Still, the pantheon that called itself the guardian of humanity?”
“If a holy war is not enough, how far are they willing to go astray….”
“They are not enough to be marinated alive in explosives! After all, isn’t it true that you were in the same company as the devils!”
Farn and Felber muttered in disbelief, and even Bjorn hit the table with a loud bang across from them.
In fact, even the declaration of a holy war was understandable after making a hundred concessions.
Due to the nature of the Pantheon, which has a collusive relationship with the imperial family, it was an issue that could be dismissed as having political intentions.
However, recognizing a blood spirit as a god is a completely different matter.
Among the people sitting here, there was no one who did not know that the blood spirit refers to the incarnation of the evil god Temomron.
“I was wondering why the planned Blood Demon War didn’t happen, and it turns out there was some backroom deals going on.”
[In the end, they are just puppets of evil spirits. [He was going to reveal his true colors one day.]
The only ones who maintained their composure were Aliat the Harbinger and Bourbon the Elder Dragon.
At that time, Lucia, who was shaking off her anger, raised her head and asked.
“Did you say you were the evil god’s puppet?”
[Literally.]
Bourbon nods calmly. The dragon, noticing the paladin’s expression full of doubts, winked at the white-eyed seer.
“The gods of the pantheon are not really gods.”
The white-haired girl smiled bitterly and continued.
“They are illusions created by the evil god Enaxagus. “It’s just a fake god in a bowl.”
***
“The devil’s agent…?”
Galios merchant Volkmar, who had been silent earlier, finally spoke in an ecstatic voice.
Dallon scratched his chin as he looked at the dazed expression on his face. Well, the shock must have been even greater because that nobleman believed in Sisela, the god of water.
For merchants who trade through rivers and seas, waterways are their lifeline. Therefore, it was no exaggeration to say that most of the merchants were believers of Sisella, the goddess of water.
It didn’t have any special meaning. It was in the same vein as mercenaries being superstitious.
Whenever he ascends the mountain, he carries around a gold-plated sacred object for display, or if he has some money, he makes periodic offerings to the pantheon in the name of Sisella.
“that’s right. The gods of the pantheon are fake gods created through necromancy and black magic. “Eight hundred years ago, around the time the Southern Empire was founded, Enaxagus took action, and it has continued as the state religion to this day.”
“…….”
“In the main temple of the pantheon in the Imperial Capital, there is a Holy of Holies where a vessel that can be said to be its main body is hidden.”
“But the ecliptic is a goal that seems too obvious.”
Dallen interjected.
“So I plan to hit them after them.”
The temple of the pantheon is a move prepared by the evil god Enaxagus in the latter half of the journey to the end.
It is a thorough arrangement created by infiltrating human history in the name of religion for 800 years to prevent humanity from gathering ahead of the end.
Even if he couldn’t completely take over the Labyrinth City in one invasion, his plan would have been to destroy at least the bronze and sterling silver areas.
“But the results we produced were different from what he expected. “Since we suffered a major defeat at an unexpected time, he will try to counterattack at any cost.”
“But the power of the Pantheon has been completely weakened in this battle, and a two-front front has already been opened against the Holy Knights and the surrounding countries…” “
That’s right. “The power of the blood spirit, to be exact, the vampire count’s army will be involved.”
It was a good opportunity for the pantheon.
The empire was already heavily invaded by a vampire count four hundred years ago.
It is obvious how the bishops’ conference’s declaration to worship the god of vampires as their main deity will be perceived by existing believers and citizens of the empire.
However, the madness of war often makes us forget even common sense.
What would happen if the army of the vampire count miraculously came to support them at the moment when the imperial army, which had risen up on a large scale in the name of a holy war, stumbled greatly?
Even if there was nothing he could do to overcome his basic aversion to the vampire race, he could at least forget about the quarrels that he only saw in history books.
“That’s clever. Taking advantage of the chaos of war to appear as if it were a rescue army…”
[The fact that they did not invade again when they were weakened would be a guarantee that they are allies.]
“Because we are surrounded on all sides by enemies. Anyone would be happy. “If cool cold water is given to someone who is truly thirsty, it doesn’t matter whether it is muddy water or water from a rotting corpse.”
A pioneer nodding his head with serious eyes. Dallen continued, tapping the table with his fingertips.
“It was like that earlier. “I was wondering why a second blood demon war did not occur.”
“yes. It was like that. Now you get it. “I don’t know when, but Temomron and Enaxagus decided to put aside their competition and cooperate with each other.”
“That’s right. And do you know what that means?”
Dallen grinned. It was a smile that slightly revealed fangs.
“It means the damn evil spirits see us as a threat.”
It wasn’t a lie.
Hundreds of thousands of imperial troops, fanatics from the pantheon, and even an army of vampires who constantly come back to life whenever there is a corpse.
It was a truly amazing collaboration. Due to the nature of pure-blooded vampires who are masters of necromancy, the size of the army will increase like a snowball as they eliminate weak countries around them.
However, as someone who knows evil spirits well, this was also a great opportunity.
‘By nature, evil gods perceive each other as competitors.’
There is no other reason why the continent did not collapse long ago.
Although each of them is an evil god with great power and authority in the Great Hell, they are basically in an extreme competitive relationship.
It was not a friendly competition running toward the same goal, but a bloody competition between wild beasts aiming for their only prey.
Evil gods are beings who exchange minimal trade from time to time, but rarely cooperate fully.
‘Even when the entire continent is burned down and only one labyrinth city remains, these guys don’t hesitate to openly bite each other.’
Two of those evil spirits joined forces.
The Vampire Count and the Imperial Pantheon. Each person generously put forward the arrangements they had painstakingly cultivated over hundreds of years.
When was the last time so many evil spirits came together like this? Even when I tried to remember, I couldn’t remember anything other than the last episode.
‘Of course, Enaxagus seems to have other plans in the meantime…’
At least, it’s not something to worry about right now.
“Bjorn.”
“Something?”
“I made a promise at Ekhlahim Palace. “I will kill the evil spirits.”
“…It did.”
The dwarf’s eyes trembled slightly. Dallen continued speaking while looking slowly around the round table.
“Now that the name Blood Spirit has been officially declared, Temomron will descend directly into the land of vampires as an incarnation.”
“Just like it was during the Blood Demon War 400 years ago…”
Felber muttered lowly. Dallen nodded.
“I will defeat the incarnation of the guy who descended in the name of the blood spirit, step on his corpse, and move on.”
[What is your next goal?]
“To kill all evil spirits and destroy their hell.”
I was able to confirm this while fighting Bukban not long ago.
The sixth level, said to be the state of demigods, was no longer just a high wall.
The intimidation I felt when I first saw Tsarina and the pressure I felt when I came face to face with the incarnation of Shun suddenly faded away.
Dallen has also overcome a steep growth curve as he has experienced numerous battles with transcendents over the past few months.
‘Considering the abilities I’ve seen in the game, the odds of winning are roughly half and half.’
It is a mountain that must be overcome someday. And Dallen’s sixth sense was telling him that someday was now.
Although it still doesn’t have the same power as when all five evil spirits came together to fight against each other in the last episode, which was infinitely close to clear.
The mere fact that two evil spirits colluded is proof that, except for that one time, it is unprecedentedly close to clear.
“great. In that case, the Labyrinth City will also help you.”
Seer Aliat, who had been listening quietly, stood up.
“We will raise an army of city unions to punish the empire’s invasion. “You can march with us and then move separately when the time comes.”
“Ha, grandma? If you just decide like that without the consent of the central council…”
“Quiet. Didn’t you come to Eberron on behalf of the Council? All you have to do is agree.”
Eberron grabs the seer’s sleeve with a bewildered look, and the girl stoically shakes off his touch.
“No matter how much he does, it is not easy to cross the border of the empire and enter the Vampire Count’s territory alone. We need something to blind the pantheon.”
[Are you suggesting that you are a bait? It is quite different from the actions that Geumgang Palace has shown so far.]
“…I never thought the First Roar would be worried. However, the river of fate twists and overflows so much that we cannot remain still forever.”
The girl said, brushing her long hair over her shoulder.
“With the invasion of the Imperial Army, the barrier law has been largely lifted, so we should give some of our colleagues a chance to get some fresh air…”
Boom!
At that time, the conference room door burst open and a person rushed in.
Feathers landing in the hallways and around the entrance doors. It was Sienna, the owner of the nest.
“Huu hu…….”
“I heard you’ll be late because of urgent work. Since the First Roar took his place, I could have come slowly…”
“Whew. It’s because of that urgent matter. “I need to talk before the meeting ends.”
The Forerunner tilted his head. Dallen also slightly raised an eyebrow.
Is there something more important than the news that blood spirits have joined the pantheon or the Diamond Palace’s decision to strike back against them?
Amidst the confused looks, Sienna quickly caught her breath. She spoke to Lucia in her usual calm tone.
“High Knight Castachald. “The Holy Knights are under attack right now.”
“Are you talking about the pantheon?”
“no. “It’s not a pantheon.”
The information merchant moistened his dry lips and opened his mouth.
“A dragon army is coming up from the rift.”
Fuck. I thought there were two of them together, but there were three of them, including the Dragon God.
***
[Recruiting mercenaries for the City Alliance.]
[The City Alliance is free from the tyranny of the Pantheon, which has been corrupted by excessive greed and declared a holy war, and the Emperor, who is blinded by self-interest and agrees with its absurd logic….]
Damn!
Dozens of recruitment application forms nailed to one side of the square. Dallen tore off a sheet and walked down the street, looking through it.
The top was torn in half, but it wasn’t a big problem. Anyway, the important thing is what is written at the end.
[Remuneration is paid according to the normal standards for war mercenaries. Details must be agreed upon with the recruiting officer.]
At the end of the recruiting letter, which listed a long list of justifications and justifications for the counterattack, there was a large seal next to the compensation information.
The deepest and highest place in Geumgang Palace.
The seal of the twenty-six halls where the transcendental people who move the city reside.
‘It’s a seal that’s not often seen.’
A seal that could not be easily seen beyond the monitor unless it was the final battle.
It was not strange for predictions of war or unfounded rumors to be making noise in every alley, and for there to be a chaotic atmosphere even among the mercenaries who said they had eaten a few swords.
‘Because the document with that seal says that none other than the Transcendents themselves are moving it.’
Even though more than a thousand years had passed since the Labyrinth City was founded, it was extremely rare for the transcendental people in the deep part of the Diamond Palace to move.
Of course, the fact that the Labyrinth City has decided to launch a large-scale counterattack is not something to be taken lightly, but the transcendental people’s actions are unprecedented news that goes far beyond that.
Dallen, who was skimming through the recruitment book, suddenly stopped.
There was a place he had to visit before leaving the city.
Kang-! Kang-!
Giggeek! Gurgling!
A huge building with the constant sound of hammering mixed with the noise of unknown machinery.
It is no exaggeration to say that this blacksmith shop has expanded and is now the best in the bronze district.
[Mithril Smelter.]
Looking up at the large sign, Dallon put his hands in his arms.
The enlightenment left behind by the best blacksmith he knew touched coldly at his fingertips.