Genius Corpse-Collecting Warrior - Chapter 255

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Children of the Ten Thousand Dragons (2)

Explosions decorate the sky.

Spiteful cannonballs and rock spears were fired endlessly into the sky, and groups of exotic birds collided with the spells and exploded one after another.

Rumbling! Quack!

The atmosphere is heating up. The magic wind is dissipating.

Beyond the scattered clouds in all directions, even the clock was refracted to the point where the shape of the sun shining down on it was distorted into the shape of a crushed ball.

[Blue-scaled true dragon! Why are you attacking us!]

[It’s Cheongrin! It’s Cheonglin’s child!]

[I didn’t know that I was tearing out my mother’s heart…KAAAAH!]

Soon, a blue dragon that had dug into the city-sized chaos began to bite the hearts and necks of other dragons without hesitation. did.

A collaboration between the Blue Dragon and the Holy Knight, whose bitter cold breath freezes the sky and the white flame of the Holy Sword pierces the sluggish dragons.

Edgar, who was sitting in the middle of the square and receiving treatment from Farn, looked up blankly at the scene and then turned his head to Dallen.

Dallen also turned his head and looked at Edgar. And the moment the knight commander opened his mouth, he followed suit.

“Why…”

“You might want to ask why you came back.”

“You are correct.”

A soft laugh. Edgar nodded with a half-detached smile.

“What I saw in the prediction was clearly my death. “It was a blessing from God to these blind eyes, and a foresight that has never been wrong for nearly two centuries…”

I flinch. The leader’s arms trembled. Parn, who was wrapping the bandage, was surprised and poured out a prayer for healing.

“Okay. Please keep winding it.”

“…yes.”

The paladin, a former mercenary, often wore bandages on even one arm.

Not long ago, he was a young mercenary boy, but over the years he had grown up and looked like a young man.

Edgar looked at Farn and continued.

“Even if you exclude predictions and think strategically, it is true. In a huge power where the fate of the continent is at stake, even sixth-rank transcendents and great devils are mere pieces of chess.”

The bandaging is finished. Edgar slowly turned his shoulders and stood up.

“That’s why I was able to accept it as a catalyst for a bigger victory. “Compared to the countless lives on the continent you will protect, that one life is such a small sacrifice.”

The knight commander’s hazy eyes looked at Dallen. It wasn’t an attitude of questioning or interrogating, it was just a pure question.

Should I say that I have good faith or that I am crazy to have such a lack of understanding even at the risk of my own life?

Still, among the Transcendents whose screws have come loose one by one, that would be in extremely good condition.

Dallen chuckled and shook his head.

“That’s bullshit.”

“…….”

“Do you think it would be possible for a human who could not protect a single person to protect the continent in the first place?”

***

There was a time when I tried to protect it alone.

To be exact, it was a time when I was trying to see the end of the game alone.

It wasn’t a strange thing. The NPCs in this game are strangely unpredictable and often more of a hindrance than a help.

It’s enough to empathize with an NPC once or twice. By the time it reached double digits, it naturally appeared to be a mass of data and polygons.

‘That’s how I became more and more focused on solo play.’

Even with the same weapon, his character, who had played it several times, handled it better than an NPC who only had one life.

Strategic decisions were also overwhelmingly advantageous to him looking beyond the monitor.

As dozens and hundreds of episodes passed, cooperation with NPCs gradually faded. Instead, I wanted to see the end of all possible possibilities.

To Mutuga. As an archer. As a drinker. As a warlock.

Even after seeing all the possibilities, I hit a wall. In the end, I put all of that experience into one character.

‘It was the last episode that was the extreme of miscellaneous characters.’

A warrior who destroyed a hill with his bare hands, causing boiling lava to overflow with every step.

At the same time, he was a magician who could drop hundreds of lightning bolts with just a wave of his hand and manipulate the gates of hell as he pleased.

In order to gain that strength, he neglected everything in the last episode.

He killed the King of Knights of the Three Kingdoms and took away his treasured sword. They invaded the guild federation and plundered gold, taking the life of the merchant guild leader hostage.

Whether trading or plundering, only the quickest route was pursued. Under thorough planning, they did not mind human sacrifice or even pulling out the devil’s heart and eating it.

Just a few episodes ago, I committed a lot of slaughter while playing the character of a warlock, so my conscience didn’t waver even to that extent.

The only thing that matters is the power to deal with evil spirits.

And in front of the union of the five evil gods, he once again faced a wall.

“To destroy the great hell of evil gods and bastards, the Wish Stone at the end of the labyrinth is absolutely necessary.”

“I know. That’s why I was even more curious. “You bought some time and the path down to the crack was opened, but you came back the way you came.”

“Are you familiar with the legend surrounding the wishing stone?”

What legend suddenly? Edgar was puzzled.

Dallen continued speaking as he tilted his head and looked up at the sky where the group was fighting.

“Starting from the first floor, passing through the scorching desert and the bottomless swamp, Dark Sea Wollyeong, you will reach the fifth floor of the labyrinth. “There is a gateway at the end.”

A gateway that can never be opened by force.

Without the key, no matter what method you used, you couldn’t get through.

The key that the gateway required was a person. That’s four people.

“Humans, witches, priests, and wizards. “What would be the reason for such a gateway when there are only two floors left until the Wishing Stone?”

“…….”

“I guess they’re saying you shouldn’t even think about passing through this place alone. In the first place, the wish stone will not accept a person who steps on the corpse of a comrade as its owner…”

Kwawang───!

A huge explosion that leaves you speechless. A momentary white flash.

The three people’s heads turned at the same time. There were two places where the sound came from.

Farther away is the gateway fortress of the Wall Mountains beyond the city walls.

And the closest one is right above your head…

“Cough!”

“Bjorn!”

A dwarf collapses, vomiting black, dead blood. As Farn runs and supports his body, something begins to fall from above his head.

thud! Coogung!

There were broken gun barrels, huge cogs, and various other mechanical parts. A lump of metal that disappears in a blur soon after it touches the ground.

Dallen looked up. The giant soldier, who had been firing endless cannonballs of resentment, was slowly leaning forward with a gaping hole in his chest.

“Dallen! Dallen!”

Around that time, Lucia came down from the sky. Covered in dragon blood, she gasped and opened her mouth.

“Success! The dragon army is retreating!”

“…no.”

“Should we pursue it like this and cause further damage? Or…yes?”

“You’re saying you’re not retreating.”

Dallen’s eyes flashed with gray magic light.

Soon, a map covering the entire basin inside the Barrier Mountains appeared in my mind in distant black and white.

The first thing I saw was a legion of dragons retreating, just as Lucia said. And if you follow the direction they are retreating, you will come across the gateway fortress of the Wall Mountains.

The gateway fortress and valley were completely destroyed, as if claiming to be the source of the recent binge.

The valley guarded by the Knights’ Gateway Fortress, the widest entrance to the basin surrounded by the Barrier Mountains, had completely collapsed.

“…….”

Dallon felt a presence inside the valley.

The being was also looking at Dallon.

Even though the distance is tens of kilometers, they clearly recognize each other as if they were right in front of their noses.

Dallen said, erasing the magic light that was shining in his eyes.

“It’s not about retreating, it’s about creating a space to have an audience with their god.”

“God…”

“The Dragon God has come.”

***

Breathing uncomfortably.

A feeling as if the hairs on your entire body are standing on end.

Since taking on this body, Dallen has rarely encountered anyone whose mere presence made him nervous.

It was like that when I was just working as a mercenary, but after breaking through the wall of transcendence, I could count it on one hand.

However, since such incidents became rare, I remembered the few cases clearly and could not erase them from my mind.

‘When you meet an evil spirit.’

It was my first time encountering Sun in the north.

The next time the blood spirit took on human flesh and offered itself as a sacrifice to necromancy.

And the third one was the one who was leading more than a thousand dragons under the distorted red sky at this moment.

The number of sub-dragons alone is four digits. The number of Jinryongs, each of whom is a transcendent level, is well over a hundred.

The number of True Dragons that Edgar and Dallan and their party have defeated by taking advantage of surprise attacks and superiority on the battlefield may barely be over 30.

Just by sheer numbers, dragons several times that number were approaching beyond the walls of the main temple.

Gurgling! Rumbling!

There was not a single speck of blue left in the sky.

Bright red clouds flow like lava erupting from a volcano, blocking the sun, and red thunderbolts flash, staining the ground blood-red.

‘Daeryongjeon.’

It was a scene that blacksmith Dallukahim had seen through the eyes of a monitor.

A land that has been under the wings of dragons for thousands of years. A world ruled by the thirteen great dragons and their master, the Dragon God.

Would it be an illusion if it felt like the great hell had completely eroded reality? Dallen shook his head.

It couldn’t have been a coincidence that the dragon army had been dragging its feet on the offensive for the past few months, even though it could have surrounded the Holy Knights and annihilated them in an instant.

Although the main group’s holy law barrier is a powerful confrontation system, it is strange that all the attacks of the dragon army were blocked with just that.

Rather, a more realistic interpretation would be that the intention was to use the entire land as an altar and sacrifice to display the true body of the dragon god.

In the first place, the result was flying right in front of my eyes.

[―――.]

[――. ―――.]

A pale, gray-scaled dragon slowly descends to the ground, being worshiped with incomprehensible words.

Among the true dragons, seven dragons with a unique appearance surrounded the dragon. And among them, the gray dragon’s physique looked noticeably smaller.

Its body length barely exceeds ten meters from head to tail. A pair of featureless membrane wings and teeth.

However, the black flame blazing between its snout was more threatening than any breath Dallen had ever seen.

As I naturally placed my hands on my waist, the shape of the dragon stepping on the ground suddenly changed into that of a boy.

[…Dragon God.]

Red Chang’s boiling voice comes from beyond the image. Even though it was a voice that could not be heard, the boy responded.

[It was said that Red Chang’s blood was alive and it was real.]

The corners of the mouth were torn long.

Shiny sharp teeth.

The boy with pale gray hair extended his palm towards Dallen. He spoke, sticking out his tongue that was split in two.

[I will show you my mercy. I will kill you painlessly, so I will return that vicious woman’s blood to her owner…]

Wedge—!

And the ax flew through the air.