Genius Corpse-Collecting Warrior - Chapter 240
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Atonement (2)
Kurrrrr……!
The sky beyond the ridge becomes hazy due to the heat of the sunrise.
Dallen, who saw the waves of dark red flames pouring out, smiled lowly and adjusted his grip on the holy sword.
‘You’re being good to me.’
The goal of this operation is to create a one-on-one structure between Dallan and the blood spirit.
Therefore, he entrusted the rest of the army to Felber and his party, but it was not an easy task.
The blood spirit was gathering troops from all over the Vampire Count’s territory to attack the Northern Three Kingdoms.
The troops deployed on the Ghost Ship, the flagship of the Blood Spirit, were the most powerful core force among the troops thus assembled.
There are dozens of pure-blood vampires and several fifth-rank necromancers. Moreover, the Count was already a monster that reached the 6th rank hundreds of years ago.
The size of the military force itself is sufficient to fight against any number of armies.
Since it was absurd to deal with only four people, Dallon completely opened the area and immediately sent the Red Spear towards the group.
And seeing the dark red scarf pouring down like a wave, it seemed like she was doing her best to support the group.
‘Now all I have to do is do well.’
Let go of the passing thoughts.
Kugugugu…!
I thrust the holy sword into the hand of the huge corpse giant that was approaching in front of me.
Kujik!
A sword blade stuck through hard skin and muscles. It felt as if a sword had been driven into a cliff.
It’s an optical illusion, as if the earth itself is rising and attacking.
No, it’s not an optical illusion.
This corpse golem that the blood spirit raised from the land of the dead is actually the size and mass of a mountain peak that turned into a giant.
Each finger was tens of meters in diameter and hundreds of meters in length, and the palm was larger than a soccer field.
The scale of the summoned object seemed to defy the laws of physics, and its mass and speed alone made it no different from a natural disaster.
Deddeudddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddd…!
Incredible power in the simple act of reaching out.
No matter how strong Dallen was, it was impossible to withstand it.
The magical foothold standing in the air breaks helplessly, and Dallon’s new form slides along the direction of his palm.
[This is the power of hell! A mere human cannot stand against the law!]
Did he think that the momentum had been reversed? The blood spirit’s voice rang loudly in my ears.
Dallen chuckled.
“Damn.”
Phew.
Don’t panic even if you get pushed out.
Naturally relax your feet and take a deep breath.
The blood that starts from the Dragon Heart becomes hot and carries magical power throughout the body.
Phew.
The newly transplanted keel bone was able to withstand the heat and pressure of the fire that warmed the muscles and internal organs.
‘Tortanis.’
The moment the name of the Holy Sword is called.
Paget──┴─┬─┬
The blue sword body responds to the owner’s will and is filled with five-colored lightning.
「Returning」
A gray shadow wavered in the air, and Dallon’s new form disappeared on the spot.
Guuu…?
The corpse giant, who was planning to push Dallen to the cliff of another mountain peak, paused momentarily at the change in weight he felt in his hand.
However, when I managed to look away, a green thunderstorm was already approaching my eyes.
「Cheonrok(穿綠)」
Tsugagagagagak──!
A green lightning strike passes through the giant’s shoulder.
One of Daeltarion’s secret techniques of splitting mountain peaks into valleys.
The giant with an entire arm blown off grabbed his severed shoulder and retreated, but Dallon had no intention of giving him time to recover from his wounds.
Tzpat!
Dallon’s new model goes beyond space with spark.
Unlike Hwimyeong, which combs through gaps in space, it is an art that completely tears through the gaps.
Although stealth is low, speed is superior. A long bright yellow thunderbolt stretched out from Dallen’s hand, which appeared in front of the giant’s head.
「Thunder Spear」
A thunder spear with a power equivalent to the condensed breath of the Red Spear, one of the strongest among the thirteen great dragons.
As he lightly shakes off his left hand, the spear of lightning strikes the giant’s head with the speed of a thunderbolt.
Ze━━━━━
The brain energy and black magic collide, and a huge sphere of light blooms.
A feast of heat and curses that swallows the giant’s head in one go and melts its entire upper body.
Dalen, who was quietly looking at the orb of the light source, suddenly took a step forward and lightly waved his hand.
“Kaaaaak!”
The moment five colors flashed from the fingertips, the blood spirit that was running away in the form of blood fog was hit by a lightning bolt and was thrown away.
Plop! puck!
A pale body that fell like a meteor. A body covered in cloth bounces and rolls along the ridge like a swallow.
After hitting his head against a rock several times, the blood spirit barely managed to maintain its balance and was pushed away.
The guy’s whole body was a mess. It’s hard to find a corner that isn’t torn and bruised.
Tzpat!
Land in front of him with just one step. The blood spirit staggered and waved his hands.
Knock knock!
The earth opens its mouth and pours out the dead. From skeleton soldiers to ghost knights, to irregularly shaped monsters the size of houses with tangled flesh and internal organs.
Since the great hell, the source of the spell, had met its ruler, he was a beast and there was no need for pretense such as chanting.
However, it was not only the Land of the Dead that regained its owner.
The sea of lightning that left the hands of the lightning magician also waited for a long time and finally recognized the qualifications of its new owner.
「驟雨振靑」
Kwajijijijijik!
Blue lightning sweeps over the dead.
Hundreds of thick and thin branches of light extend like the roots of a plant.
Just as the ground is roughly plowed with a pitchfork, the electric shock that penetrates the dead pulverizes both corpses and spiritual bodies.
“Keuuuu!”
Although the blood spirit caused a vein to form on his forehead, he became white-skinned.
Tsugagak──!
Like a sharp knife cutting thick bread, green lightning cuts through the white castle.
“Wake up!”
A gigantic corpse snake several kilometers long that wriggled to its feet at its owner’s command.
“It’s okay.”
With just one swing of the bright yellow thunderbolt and holy sword, its head was cut and it fluttered around until it stopped moving.
Even though the blood spirit endlessly raised the descendants of hell, the moment the five-colored thunder light scattered from the sky flashed, all that remained was the burnt remains of the dead.
It was a natural result.
It was an incredible feat to directly descend a part of the Great Hell with just the incarnation.
In the end, it means that he came with only a limited portion of power, not the entire Great Hell.
「Magic Armor: Quadruple Stack」
Pot!
Dallen, wearing four spells on his body like armor, appeared in front of the Blood Spirit, who was lying down and bleeding.
A foul smell of burning meat rose from beneath my feet. It was the smell of magic armor wrapped up to the toes of the corpses of the dead.
“Hey…!”
The blood spirit waved his hand. Instead of magical power, blood spurted out.
This is because Dallen briefly pulled the holy sword in his hand before the magic power even stirred.
The blood spirit’s hand, which had been cut off at the wrist, fell with a thud on the ground of the half-burnt corpse.
“Ah…”
“I’m suddenly curious.”
Dallen opened his mouth. And one more hand was cut off.
Silent cutting. A lump of flesh that fell.
The blood spirit’s head turned stiffly. The gaze is blankly looking down at the cut end of the severed hand.
“How does it feel to be a powerless god?”
“…….”
“How does it feel to be on your knees, dressed in cloth and with your hands and feet cut off, like the people you have sucked the blood from for four hundred years?”
“…Do you think it would be any different with you guys?”
The blood spirit muttered. The guy opened his dazed eyes and looked up at Dallen.
“Don’t you guys eat livestock too! “The cows that were supposed to run around in the pasture were confined in narrow cages and kept under the roof until chickens forgot how to fly!”
Puzzle.
A grinding noise flowing from between bloody lips. A cut wrist waving in protest even as blood poured out.
“I didn’t take it for free. I personally fed and clothed them! He provided us with a safe place to live and a place to sleep! In return…”
“Damn. “What is the price of taking away free will?”
Sgak!
The tip of the sword, steeped in electricity, slices through the bones and tendons of the thigh.
The blood spirit, who had been trying to protest, fell back down.
“No matter how much a person acts like an animal, he is still a human.”
That humans are no different from animals.
Maybe he thought that too in the past.
Around the time I was tired of the self-interested relationships in a harsh society. Back when I kept repeating that life was ultimately about surviving alone.
But no.
People were different from animals.
I knew how to go against my most primal instincts for the sake of the people around me.
Sometimes, they were willing to die for someone who was not a family member or friend.
The Deputy Chief Interrogator, who died after receiving Cheongrin’s tail slap while blocking Dallen’s path, whom I saw for the first time in my life, did the same.
The same was true for the Tsarina, who gave up her life for millions of people whose names, let alone their faces, were unknown.
Ugh…
And maybe the God of War, who came down and gave up his life for the humans who were the source of this holy sword, did the same.
When I think back, there were many people like that on Earth. Humans were beings who could sacrifice their lives for a cause.
“In that sense, aren’t you evil spirits who know nothing but themselves no better than beasts?”
“that…!”
The last words didn’t last. This was because the holy sword cut off the blood spirit’s head.
“Hear the rest in hell.”
The head fell down next to the two severed hands.
Dallen bared his fangs as he looked at his eyes, which were still throbbing because all the blood had not yet drained.
“Then I will destroy your entire hell, not just a part of it.”
Crispy –
My head becomes crunchy.
As soon as the decapitated body fell down, it turned into a handful of ash and flew away.
A reaction from a spell that made one’s own body the object of necromancy. The side effects of descending into hell through some kind of expedient method are only now beginning to appear.
Saaaaa…….
The earth of corpses that covered the mountain range is quickly clearing away, and dark clouds fill the dull gray sky of hell again.
Dallen, who was watching the world of hell scattering, brushed away the ashes of the blood spirit on the holy sword.
The scene of hell collapsing like this would also have a significant impact on the land of the dead in the fantasy world.
Even if it was an expedient, it was a blood spirit that descended on the Great Hell itself, not the shadow of Hell. The supernormal powers and family members that were broken here would have been equally broken in the actual hell.
In the end, did he dig his own grave?
He cursed at Shun, who came down in despair, and in the end, he himself was not much different.
Rumbling…
Under the slowly returning dark clouds of the snowy mountain.
At the spot where the blood spirit’s corpse was crushed, Dallon was able to find a corpse with a familiar appearance.
[The body of a screaming necromancer was found at the end of the apocalypse.]
“…….”
It wouldn’t be a good idea to retrieve this now.
Rather, it was right to go to help Felber and the group, who were fighting to buy time even at this very moment.
The aftereffects of deploying the Brain Sea at full force were weighing heavily on my body and mind, but if I used other areas appropriately, it would somehow be possible to finish the fight.
It was the moment when Dallon, who had made his decision, was about to take a step.
“…!”
The necromancer’s corpse suddenly opened its eyes.
A feeling that time has slowed down infinitely.
Fingertips trembling and convulsing. The necromancer’s body, which should not move, reaches out.
“what…!”
Paaaaat!
A halo of light shoots out from beneath the short trimmed fingernails.
A cluster of light stretched out like a stream of water, helplessly grazing Dallon’s collar.
[The body of the necromancer who screamed at the end of the apocalypse was recovered. I inherit the ability.]
[Inheritance Reward: ]
In an instant, the notification window that appeared in front of my eyes continued to stutter after a while.
“What kind of thing is this…!”
My vision went dark.
***
It was a snowy mountain.
It is not a snowy mountain that has been devastated by a fight with a blood spirit, but a snowy mountain beyond the image of a snowstorm as always.
Let’s go.
The backyard of an empty cabin. After walking a few steps, Dallon stopped without realizing it.
“…….”
He corrected his thoughts a moment ago. The mountain ridges visible beyond the cabin were by no means the same as always.
A mountain range of mountains that starts below the cabin and spreads out to the horizon.
All of those pure white mountain peaks were full of black dots.
Naturally, Dallen’s eyesight allowed him to clearly see what those dots were.
“Ha…”
That was a tombstone.
Millions or even tens of millions of tombstones cover the entire mountain range.
Dallen, who had fallen in the middle of a vast cemetery, slowly raised his hand and rubbed his aching temple.
What the fuck is this mess again?