Genius Corpse-Collecting Warrior - Chapter 286

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Return (2)

“There I fought with my comrades. The battle lasted several days and several nights.”

The man’s voice softly permeated the background of the battlefield where the Allied forces and the forces of Hell clashed.

The scene passed quickly.

The sun rose from the horizon, reached mid-sky, and set back to the opposite horizon, covering the son-in-law with darkness.

The moon and stars lost their light in the brilliance of the realm bursting out from everywhere.

Magical power that distorted reality poured out from the gates of hell that were open in all directions.

The man fought in the center of the battlefield. There was not a single moment of rest or even an inch of retreat.

[Kang!]

The ax broke first.

[Click!]

Before long, the sword broke.

After losing his weapon, he fought using the weapons of his fallen comrades or enemies. When even that wasn’t possible, he crushed the devil’s skull with his bare hands.

After fighting for seven days and nights, the white frozen ground turned dark red. The man who slaughtered hundreds of demons finally defeated all the incarnations of the four evil gods.

“I have completed the mission given to me on this earth. “As long as I was qualified, I could return to my hometown whenever I wanted.”

The odds of winning were already stacked against us.

Even without the man, the Allied forces would have been able to achieve victory.

Due to the activities of the magicians, more than half of the gates of hell have been closed, and the demons and monsters pouring out have also lost their momentum.

The casualties of our troops also exceeded ten thousand, but it was not difficult for them alone to deal with the monsters and close the remaining gates of hell.

[Hadash! Hadash!]

[Worship the god of war who slaughtered the demons!]

[For the great ancestors! We eat and fight!]

The Allied forces were busy praising the man.

It was worth it. Because the man’s appearance was literally the same as suicide.

A divinity that boils up from deep within and burns through the whole body like a flame.

It is a type of hierarchy that defeats countless monsters and demons, transcends divine status, and spreads its overwhelming presence everywhere.

However, leaving behind the cheering and worshiping people, the man fell into indescribable worries.

He knew.

Unless he personally kills the main body of the evil gods and destroys their great hell, the current victory will only bring brief peace.

“Even if I left, my comrades could have easily won this battle. However, the evil spirits who had regained their strength would soon invade the border of the continent again.”

Hundreds of years at most. At the shortest, less than a generation passes.

During the next invasion, he would not have ascended to heaven, and if that was the case, the continent would once again become a sea of fire.

Will I return to my dream hometown like this, with everyone’s cheers on my back?

Or will he finish the fight by throwing his exhausted body against the evil spirits who don’t even show any signs of coming out of their burrows?

[…Phew.]

The worries didn’t last long.

The man let out a light sigh and ran forward alone, leaving behind the cheers of the Allied Forces.

[Uh oh!]

[Hadash! Where suddenly…!]

“It’s not that I didn’t miss my hometown.”

A man outside the scene said.

Dallen didn’t ask where his hometown was.

It is a place called the Eternal Palace by northerners and a heavenly sanctuary that High Orc warriors are said to reach when they die after a struggle.

Or perhaps it is a place described as heaven in the doctrines of the Holy Knights. The name of any place was not that important.

[Human hero! How dare you attack him with your bare body…!]

The man in the scene attacked the one who seemed to be the strongest among the surviving demons.

Even with my exhausted body, I could have crushed it with my bare hands if I wanted to. But the man didn’t do that.

[Kwajak! Sigh!]

I simply surrendered my body to the devil’s claws without resistance.

His body, which was stronger than steel, was torn apart and red blood poured out on the white ground.

[Ha Hadash!]

[The engine unit advances! Save the God of War!]

The screams and screams of my comrades are heard beyond my blurring vision.

[Hehehe, four masters of the great hell, please wait a moment. I will soon offer a sacrifice that will satisfy you.]

Behind the devil’s bitter laughter, the man’s vision became dark.

***

“…What are you doing here?”

“On the outside it looked that way.”

“If it falls, it falls apart. What else does it look like on the outside?”

“Have some patience. “I know that Korean people are impatient.”

“…….”

You’re talking shit about someone else’s country. Northerners are quicker to stick an ax to the head than to speak, aren’t they impatient?

As I was about to say something, the scene suddenly brightened up. Red and yellowish vision. Damp, sticky, toxic smoke.

“…hell?”

I knew it because I had experienced it hundreds of times just on the other side of the screen and several times on this earth.

Although it was a bit different from the hells he knew, the place where the man woke up was also one of the territories ruled by the devil.

“right.”

Positivity comes back right away. And time in the scene is accelerating.

[If you sacrifice a human hero, there will be a vacancy for the position of the great devil… keaaaaaaaa!]

The man tore out the grip of the devil who killed him and came out. Although his body was broken and all that was left was his soul, it was not difficult for him as he transcended the hierarchy itself.

[My altar…my home…!]

The hell of the devil who killed the man collapsed in just a few hours. The man went straight to the next hell along the passage connected to the altar.

The increasingly accelerating scene captures a long fight. It was a journey to destroy as many hells as there were demons, one by one.

“…….”

A day passed. Five hells were destroyed.

A month has passed. The number of demons killed was well over a hundred.

The concept of time in the fantasy world was different from that on earth. A thousand years could be one day, and one day could be a thousand years.

But that didn’t mean the man’s perception of time changed. No matter how many times the season changed, the fight did not end.

[Human hero! [To set foot in an unauthorized place!]

After an unknown amount of time, the man’s steps finally reached the great hell.

It wasn’t difficult to overcome the evil spirits. The lost body was more than enough to be restored with the divinity gained by destroying hundreds and thousands of hells.

“After destroying the Great Hell, I returned to my hometown. That is the event that the people of this land call ascension.”

The man spoke softly. Dallen suddenly looked away.

Next to the scene showing the collapsed scene of hell, there was a scene showing the battlefield on the ground where the man died.

[The demons are extinct!]

[The gates of hell are closing on their own!]

[It is clear that the God of War is alive. You are going directly to hell and defeating the devils!]

People were cheering. Because they knew.

The fact that the man’s death was not a vain ending and that he went directly to hell and defeated the devil and evil spirits.

“It’s been a long time since I looked back on this day. Old memories are coming back to me…”

“…I have a question.”

“What.”

“If you were going to go back anyway, why did you fight?”

Dallen slightly raised his eyebrows. Anyway, although he won the fight, the man was never able to taste the fruits of his victory.

Because he went straight back to his hometown. The body left on earth was torn apart, and his seat at the triumphal ceremony after the war was empty.

“Why are you fighting? “That’s a good question.”

The man laughed. He slowly stepped back with his hands in his belt.

Dallen took his eyes off the pillar of light and turned his gaze to him. Black eyes and black hair. Tall height and strong body.

The man looked lonely for some reason. But it was as strong as that loneliness.

“You said you needed the strength to defeat Enaxagus.”

“…exactly.”

“It can give you strength. But now I have to choose. “Will you stay or will you go back?”

Would it be an illusion if that loneliness and strength somehow felt familiar? The man spoke again to Dallen, who was silent.

“I will ask the same question. “You asked me why I was fighting.”

He asked, putting his hand on the sword handle.

“What is the reason you have been fighting so far?”

***

“…I can still fight.”

Lucia let out a deep breath. The fishy scent of blood and the sticky sweet smell filled my mouth at the same time.

Whirly!

As I raised my hand, the holy sword drew a simple arc in the air. A pure white holy sword that cuts through the air dozens of times in an instant and plunges towards the target.

[Kaaaaaa!]

A centipede-shaped demon with all its legs cut off and a sword stuck in its heart screamed.

A strange scream that could not be made by human vocal cords caused the ground to split apart and emit purple poison. The scream of a high-level demon descending in its true form was a spell in itself.

“God of war…!”

Of course, the spell could not pierce the wall of divine power.

Lucia, who miraculously blocked the poison, swung her hand once again.

At that monotonous hand gesture, the wave pattern of the holy sword erupted into white flames.

The devil’s scream, which was like a spell, became his will. Lucia flopped down on the spot, looking at the demon being turned into powder and scattered by the white flame of the Danma.

“…Whew.”

It has been fifteen days since the Labyrinth City was attacked.

In just 15 days, the Allied forces were pushed back to Platinum Street.

The city union, guild league, Tsardom, the imperial family of the Eastern Three Kingdoms, and even the imperial noble faction that rose up against the pantheon.

Even though all the kingdoms on the continent came together, it was not enough to stop the advance of the demon army. This was the case even though they gathered the power of not only humans but also other races, including elves.

Contrary to the Geumgang Palace’s expectation that it would last at least three months, 15 days have passed and even Baekgeum Street, the last bastion, is on the verge of collapse.

The reason was that the powers of the five great hells were united as one. This is because Enaxagus, who absorbed all the evil spirits, knew how to skillfully use the power of each hell at the right time and place.

“…If only I had known a little sooner.”

I could have at least made minimal preparations.

In fact, it was unclear whether the preparation would be effective. Anyway, bygones are bygones. Lucia gritted her teeth and raised her hands.

Crackling –

the holy sword stuck in the devil’s heart was twisted and pulled out. The holy sword Reredonatel returns quickly and lands in the owner’s hand.

Sigh!

With trembling arms, I put my sword on the floor and stand up, relying on it like a cane.

The devil’s corpse, which had been squirming until the end, was slowly stopping its movement.

Lucia naturally checked her body and heightened her senses in all directions.

“…Rotten.”

Right now, there were only three that could be detected within a few blocks. Mid-level or higher demons who each lead their own elite monster corps.

The magicians of the Magic Tower Alliance and the remaining forces of the Platinum Knights were blocking them and wasting time.

The problem was that knights and wizards were being slaughtered in return for wasting time. A demon that descends in its true form and receives support from high-ranking monsters is no different from a disaster that is difficult to deal with unless you are a transcendental person.

“You have to hold on. Until Dallen comes.”

I move my legs while muttering like a habit. The body of a high-ranking paladin whose divinity tattoo precariously emits light and rises to the height of four or five stories of a building in one leap.

I passed over the half-destroyed building and instantly had a wide view of the city. A red scene was reflected in her blue eyes.

Streets collapsing and burning. Blood and flesh splattered everywhere.

The sky and sun were stained red with blood, casting a red curtain over all the devastation.

Kugugugu…

The Great Hell, which had become one under the evil god Enaxagus, was casting a shadow over the fallen labyrinth city.