Genius Corpse-Collecting Warrior - Chapter 243

243

Atonement (5)

Squeak!

The robe is torn.

Peeing!

Immediately after, an eerie sound tickled my ears.

Felber looked down at the torn shoulder of his robe. What he was wearing wasn’t just a robe.

A defensive artifact that is as valuable as any ancient artifact that has been passed down from generation to generation only to the tower owner of the Elgaia Magic Tower.

It was a magical tool that could replace the residual magic leaking from the spell into a protective shield and provide defense power greater than that of a castle wall, depending on the user who built it up.

“You’re hesitating, wizard.”

The Vampire Count said. It grinned, showing its sharp teeth.

“Are you afraid of death?”

“you’re welcome.”

There is no reason to talk to a vampire or something like that for a long time. The sound that started from the keel staff shook the earth.

“Elle—Tulia Aculor!”

Coo coo coo coo…!

The golden curtain surrounding the area amplifies magical power.

Soon the ground opened its mouth wide and spit out huge golems.

A huge rhino comes up snorting. A muscular warrior took a step forward, holding a sword and shield in both hands.

The sight of a snake with two lion heads baring its teeth menacingly and an angel holding a spear flapping two pairs of wings and flying high into the sky.

Doo doo doo doo doo doo……!!

The ground shakes as the building-sized objects rush by. It was a rush of mass that could crush a small village in an instant.

At the end of that reckless charge, the vampire count leisurely raised his hand.

The guy opened his mouth.

“Temomron. “Ob.”

Toukwaaang—!

A shock wave swept through the rhino golem.

The shape of a golem that shatters and flies away.

Wedge!

Harpoons made of bone poured down like rain, stopping warriors holding swords and shields.

A huge skeletal arm appeared behind the Count’s back and caught the angel swooping down like an eagle.

“Hoo.”

The vampire count tilted his head with an expression of interest.

“It’s the magic of the Earth Dragon. “It was quite interesting to hear that the arrogant lizard had died.”

Wood-dud-dud-duk!

Two skeletal arms grab the angel-shaped golem and tear it apart.

“Did he inherit the corpse? It’s surprising that a blacksmith who knows how to work a keel exists in this era.”

While leisurely observing the golem’s body cut in two, he creates dozens of magic techniques with light hand gestures.

The hands of ghosts rising from the ground and grabbing the ankles of the golems. Bundles of rotting intestines binding limbs.

A swarm of spiders crawls out of the eye sockets of the lion-headed golems, and leeches the size of forearms attach to the golems’ backs, sucking out magic instead of blood.

Doo doo doo doo doo!

While blocking the barrage of rock spears that constantly pour through the golem’s army, they move leisurely by creating a foothold with white bones on the sloughy, worn-out ground.

A fight in which offense and defense were clearly divided. However, the initiative lies with the blocking side.

This fact can be seen just by looking at the beads of sweat flowing down Felber’s face, unlike the count’s consistently relaxed expression.

“Why do you want to fight alone? “If you die like this while fighting against me, won’t your colleagues outside be sad?”

The Count said, gradually narrowing the distance. It was a whisper that seemed to subtly delve into my heart, even though it was not in my prime.

Felber frowned. he replied.

“Do you mean to die with your comrades? “It doesn’t work that way.”

It was a cunning trick.

A scheme to escape the power of the barrier by using a colleague as bait.

「The hand of the earth that rewinds the spring」

「Apart from the clock」

The golden curtain surrounding the area was isolating the guy from the sphere of the vengeful spirit he had summoned.

A confrontation system created by twisting his domain, which directly deals with the timeline, with all his might.

It was a boundary line that conceptually separated the inside and the outside by subtly distorting the time zone inside the barrier.

‘If the barrier is lifted, he will be able to manipulate the sphere of vengeful spirits again. And then that’s it.’

The backbone of the image of the centuries-old blood demon was a collection of numerous vengeful spirits.

A huge gray sphere created by combining tens of thousands of vengeful spirits.

It is not difficult to predict how powerful that mass of revenant souls will be transformed into a weapon in the hands of a 6th rank vampire who has been fighting the empire for hundreds of years.

That was also the reason why Felber risked death the moment the Count completely opened up the territory and drove the Count and himself into the barrier.

One way or another, the odds of winning converge to 0, but with this method, it will at least be possible to save time.

‘Red spear. It would have been a little easier if that ancient dragon had been there…!’

Jeok Chang, who helped Sienna and the rest of the party eliminate the vampires, suddenly disappeared right before entering into a fight with the Count.

Considering that the scenery of the snowy mountain would soon disappear, Dallen’s territory would have been taken away and she would have also returned.

If there was a high-ranking ancient dragon among the 6th rank, the victory in the fight would definitely have been tilted in that direction. But now it all didn’t matter.

“It’s a shame.”

On the other side of my thoughts, the Vampire Count let out a small sigh.

“I was planning on ending it painlessly. “I can no longer do that.”

The guy’s hands started to move faster.

Prisoners who break away from roughly scribbling hand gestures and draw clear meanings and shapes.

As the seals continue, ominous blood-colored characters are engraved in the air, and soon the space splits behind the Count’s back, forming a huge crack.

Deddudedddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddd…!

What soon appeared was a huge ghost ship.

The ghost ship that had disappeared after being torn apart by the peak of a snowy mountain began to sail across the wilderness again in its intact form.

[All gun gates open. Crush the barrier and the wizard.]

Inside the barrier. The count’s battle cry rang out.

***

Wow!

Arrows rain down from the deck.

Quagwagwang! Quagwang!

The gun ports on both sides of the ship fired spheres of death energy at once.

At the same time as the barrier is pounded with constant firepower projection, the tautly inflated mast increases the speed of the ghost ship to its limit.

Kuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!

Before long, a large skull-shaped object began to attack the barrier directly.

Below him, Felber sensed that the limit was approaching.

wickedness!

Bone arrows passing by.

The tattered robe is torn, and blood flows down from the forearm stretched forward.

I took a quick look and saw that my skin was already turning blue and dying.

Although the immortality gained as a member of the dragon family resisted, the sea poison condensed in the hands of a 6th level necromancer was a deadly poison that contaminates even that.

‘…I’m not afraid of dying.’

I meant it. That was something I had planned from the moment I isolated myself from the Count with a barrier.

Didn’t he already die once to begin with?

A long time ago, he reversed Qinglin’s timeline and suffered the irreparable collapse of his body in return.

‘But I got a second chance.’

It was Dallen who saved him from death.

The existence predicted by the well of Yeokcheon.

A returner who didn’t give up even after hundreds of attempts.

Because he witnessed the traces of Dallen’s life, Felber was able to accept belonging.

Since that day, I have crossed the fierce battlefield several times, but I have never regretted that choice for a single moment.

Same thing today.

Even if I die here, I have no regrets whatsoever.

If only I could help him achieve his mission, which he has continued tirelessly for over thousands of years.

What if your sacrifice is of any help in the final episode of preventing the apocalypse after repeating your life hundreds of times?

[…No…Jang…!]

Is it because he was prepared to die?

A sudden feeling of excitement entered my mind.

Felber concentrated his mind. Then, the blurred feeling became a little clearer.

[…Shio. Elderly leader?]

‘Dallen?’

[Damn it. Now we can finally connect properly.]

‘Are you Dallon? There are no injuries anywhere…’

[Yes. It’s me. Old man. It’s okay, so please release the area immediately.]

Low, deep tone. A tone that seems blunt at first glance.

‘You’re right.’

Was it a tangent that took advantage of the moment when a part of the barrier was weakened when the ghost ship was hit by an impact?

It was difficult to believe that that fleeting moment was a coincidence.

On the other hand, it would be more correct to say that he fired his full power until he reached beyond the barrier that distorted the timeline.

Regardless of his emotionless tone or harsh impression, Dallen was a great man who knew how to care for the people around him.

Who would have known that he would owe his life so many times to the mercenary who first tried to take his hand with an ax at the Magic Tower Alliance Branch in the Labyrinth City?

Fate was an ironic law.

Either in a good way or in a bad way.

Felber lifted his head, stealing an involuntary laugh. Then, a sense of wonder arose over Dallan’s prowess.

[Old man, have you finally become senile? Why are you laughing so hard all of a sudden…]

‘No. I’ll release the area.’

Felber signed with a trembling hand. Then the golden curtain began to blur little by little.

Was it because he had lost too much blood, or had the sea venom penetrated his head?

I felt like I could hear the vampire count’s roar through my fading ears.

“Hehe! It would have happened long ago! You know how precious your life is, wizard! “I will kill you last!”

Even though his vision was quickly sinking into darkness, Felber couldn’t help but smile once more.

This time it was an obvious mockery.

‘Damn…I fell asleep.’

[…What?]

***

‘You must have heard wrong, right?’

Dallen unconsciously groped his ears.

The last words I heard from Felber lingered in my mind for no reason.

Dallen shook his head. There was no need to worry.

It seemed like he was on the verge of losing consciousness, so it wouldn’t be surprising if the words came out in vain.

Anyway, it probably isn’t sincere. That’s enough.

[…Wow.]

Next to him, Akasha, the blue dragon, was expressing admiration with a blank expression.

The dry wilderness was covered with the bones of humans and animals.

They were all bones that had been alive and moving just a moment ago. The dead who, even after being killed and destroyed dozens of times, rose again and continued to attack with their teeth and blades.

But now they were just bone fragments. What caused this dramatic change was one short word.

[Go back.]

The cheers that came out of Dallen’s mouth a few minutes ago.

As soon as the command was issued, the undead army that was covering the entire nearby area collapsed into crumbling bones.

‘It’s definitely more than I expected.’

Even though he didn’t say it out loud, Dallan was also impressed.

The power left behind by necromancer Dalum Jive was beyond anything he could have imagined.

Maybe I should have prepared my mind a little more.

Although he inherited the corpses and recovered numerous skills and powers of the realm, the reward he received this time was the first of its kind since he fell to this continent.

[The body of the necromancer who screamed at the end of the apocalypse was recovered. Ability is inherited.]

[Inheritance Reward: Senses +9 Intelligence +8 Magic Power +11 King of the Dead (S)]

Instead of the numerous unique skills normally given from the corpses of transcendental people, only one skill is given, ‘King of the Dead’.

It was the first S-rank skill that surpassed ‘Dark Red Dragon’s Blood’.