Genius Corpse-Collecting Warrior - Chapter 35

Devil’s Holy Sword (7)

Come on!

The steel sword flashed. A severed hyena head was spinning in the air.

Craddangtang!

Dallen’s sword flashed twice more as the headless body slipped and rolled on the ground.

Sgak!

The first sword strike is to cut off the long spear that the gnoll rider is stabbing at.

Kwasik!

The second sword strike struck the head of the carapace wolf that attacked after losing its rider the first time.

Kwasik!

Wow!

The carapace wolf, whose head and skull were half broken, turns and begins to run away.

The tough and tough life force of a monster that does not die immediately even if part of its brain is destroyed.

“Ignel Lot.”

Dallen naturally created a flaming arrow with his left hand and fired it at the fleeing carapace wolf.

Ugh!

The flames that penetrate the skull explode the wolf’s head like a balloon from the inside.

The shell wolf, whose head had disappeared, rolled on the ground.

Dallen defeated two gnolls and a shell wolf in the blink of an eye.

Sensing that his strength was unusual, the gnoll scouts also began to change their movements.

Growling!

One of them lets out a short cry. It was some kind of signal.

As soon as the signal was given, the scout troop’s formation changed.

Just a little while ago, it was a close-knit group that stuck together as much as possible and charged towards one point.

The newly changed formation appears to be spread out as much as possible with Dallen at the center.

Those who had put away their main weapons, such as spears or swords, took out shortbows, javelins, etc. from the pockets next to their saddles.

‘Canine monsters are smart.’

He realizes that he cannot win in close combat and immediately changes his strategy.

Even among the lowest-level monsters, the Gnoll race was the most intelligent and flexibly responded to unexpected situations.

Squeak –

An arrow gets caught in the crude bow string. Those who took out javelins raised the tip of the spear over their shoulder and aimed it at Dallan.

Ten pairs of yellow eyes were fixed on the prey with deadly intent, but Dallen’s expression as he received that gaze was grave.

And after a while.

Ugh!

The gnoll that had howled a moment ago let out a purr once again.

Peeping!

Spike –

Six arrows and four javelins fly through the air.

A projectile weapon flying from all directions at the same time is an attack that an ordinary warrior would have no choice but to turn into a hedgehog.

Of course, Dallen, who was far outside the category of normal, was able to take it all if he wanted to fight back.

But Dallon didn’t choose that.

Wedge-Ae-aeae-

It was around the time when the waves tickled my ears, one step ahead of the arrow.

He stood up on the shell wolf’s saddle and gathered strength in his toes.

and.

‘jump.’

Sigh!

The upper is crushed, blood spurts out, and Dallon’s new model disappears on the spot.

Quaaaang!

While the flying objects were pattering into the unfortunate carapace wolf, Dallan’s body, shot like a cannonball, reached the gnoll rider who was furthest away.

Uh…?

The yellow beast’s eyes widen in embarrassment.

Dallen stomped on the guy’s chest and face at the same speed he flew at.

Wow!

The head and chest are crushed as if hit by some kind of cannon.

The gnoll’s rider bounced off into the distance, and Dallen naturally climbed onto the saddle of the bastard’s shell wolf.

However, this time it didn’t stay long.

His legs gained strength once again and pushed his body forward like a spring.

Sigh!

Kkegaeng –

Due to the power of the transcendental strength and leaping skill, the carapace wolf’s carapace and internal organs are reduced to a pulp.

With that leap, Dallen flew like a cannonball at another gnoll rider and kicked the gnoll rider away as if he were a real human cannonball.

Due to the recoil of the attack, he slowed down and took a breather on the back of the mounted carapace wolf before leaping again.

Like a pinball constantly bouncing off the bumper, Dallon’s new model flew across the gnoll scout formation.

Kwasik! Plop! Sigh!

However, the difference from real pinball is that it is a cruel game in which one carapace wolf and one gnoll lose their life with each jump.

No matter how clever the gnoll race is when it comes to hunting, it is difficult to deal with such a situation.

Grrrr! Wow!

In the end, the last remaining gnoll shouted in a frightened voice.

He immediately increased the carapace wolf’s speed to its maximum and began to run away.

Doo doo doo –

The wolf, sensing the rider’s urgency, runs with all his might.

It runs so fast that in an instant, the distance between it and the carapace wolf that Dallon is riding on increases by more than tens of meters.

It was not an easy distance to fly over a running wolf using the leap skill.

Dallen absentmindedly groped his waist and clicked his tongue briefly.

“Tsk.”

The hatchet had already been thrown into the pasture.

Since they were already on high alert, there was a high chance of dodging even if they fired a flame arrow.

However, if he runs away like this and goes to the main base, there could be a setback in the plan Dallen has planned.

‘Should I at least throw my sword?’

The moment he thought that, Dallon suddenly turned his head.

Tadat –

The new type, running like a beam of light, kicks the ground and shoots towards the carapace wolf.

Let’s go!

As the fired new type passes by the rider, the sword emitting white light is swung nearly ten times in the blink of an eye.

Patter-

A fountain of blood gushes from between the head and limbs of the creature that is falling into pieces.

Kwasik!

The bare body of the gnoll rider falls from the wolf and his pure white sword sinks deeply into the empty saddle.

Lucia, barely able to maintain her balance on top of the wolf, immediately swung her sword and cut off the wolf’s head.

Crash!

A headless wolf rolls around on the ground, and a trainee knight from the Holy Knights jumps off of it and lands on the floor.

and.

“Shiba! “I’m so fucking dizzy.”

Dallen, who almost let out a sigh at the sight, was barely able to come to his senses as she followed him with her double lust.

For a moment, I thought that the demon slayer from the distant future had returned.

It seemed like not yet.

***

Dallen hit the back of the head of the carapace wolf he was riding, stunning it.

At first glance, I wanted to stop and get off, but in the first place, this guy was not a human, but a monster that had been tamed by gnolls.

Although it is possible to maintain balance on the saddle with excellent skills and strength, it is nearly impossible to move the horse as intended without special skills.

‘Unless it is a horse trained by humans, it is possible to do so only if you have E-level riding skills. If the target is a monster like a shell wolf, you must also have a monster communication skill.’

Horseback riding skills can be acquired if you invest a lot of time. Even if that wasn’t the case, if you picked up a body, you might come across one.

As Dallan let his thoughts go, he picked up the ax and returned.

The battle continued quite far from the place where they first clashed, so by the time they returned, Lucia’s dizziness had completely subsided.

“Are you okay?”

“yes. “I tend to save on tattoos that enhance my senses, but I shouldn’t have done that.”

Lucia answered while gently rubbing her temples.

“I heard it through rumors, but he was truly amazing. “You took out a gnoll scout riding a carapace wolf so quickly…”

“That’s amazing too. “He handled sacred tattoos at a high level at a young age.”

Dallen said and squatted down next to the stunned shell wolf.

He lifted the ax and tapped the wolf’s skin.

The skin of the carapace wolf was a kind of poorly made scale armor-like structure filled with hard carapace the size of the palm of one’s hand.

Although the joints between the carapace are tough, the carapace part is literally as strong as plate armor.

If you are an ordinary explorer, this is an opponent that would be quite difficult. This was even more so with trained gnoll riders like the ones Dallen faced.

“It is true that I am better at handling sacred tattoos than my peers… but I am concerned that I am relying too much on tattoos. “It seems like they are relying on something other than my own abilities.”

…what. Are you still talking about that?

Dallen turned his sullen gaze to look at Lucia. Her expression looked quite serious.

Dallen couldn’t ignore that sincere face, so he scratched his chin and said.

“Aren’t you a paladin?”

“That’s right.”

“I know that the power of a Paladin comes from the sacred tattoo.”

Lucia nodded slowly.

No matter how intense the training the Holy Knights receive, there is no way that training alone can stop all the monsters crawling out of the cracks.

The biggest reason why they were able to close the rift for hundreds of years is the sacred tattoo that only high-ranking knights of the Holy Knights can wear.

In the end, isn’t the Knights’ thorough training also necessary to have sufficient capabilities in order to fully handle the sacred tattoos?

Even now, the strongest men in the Knights’ Order were all those who could accept more tattoos and use them more powerfully.

‘The same goes for demon slayer Lucia Castachald.’

The sacred tattoos engraved on his entire body radiated such powerful light.

The person who was even nicknamed the Knight of Light in the world was the future Lucia herself.

Surprisingly, among players, he was also the number one ally to keep away from in large-scale battlefields.

The light she was emitting was so intense that the monitor was dyed white as if it had been hit by a flashbang.

As I recall old memories, I start to smile. Dallen continued without erasing his smile.

“Then is there any reason not to rely on it? To borrow the expression of the Holy Knights, isn’t that the power given to you by God?”

He picked up the ax and started cutting off the carapace wolf’s skin.

One carapace from the side, one carapace from under the belly, and so on.

As I was cutting it, I noticed that the blade was a little damaged. Even though I changed it once before coming to the labyrinth, it was already like this.

Dallen throws it with such force that an ordinary blade cannot withstand it.

When I suddenly thought about it, his superhuman fighting power also came from abilities and skills.

A power not built up through one’s own efforts, but obtained almost for nothing.

In a way, his position was not much different from Lucia’s.

However, her attitude toward that power was completely different from Lucia’s.

“There’s a saying like that in my hometown. “They earn money together and spend it together as a government official.”

“What does it mean?”

“What’s important is not how you make money, but how you spend it. “It may be up to your interpretation, but at least that’s what I think.”

Kwasik.

The carapace near the hip bone falls off due to the rough cutting of the axe. The tough leather was easily peeled off with a dull axe.

“The same goes for strength. How you get it is definitely important, too. But more important than that is how you use the power you gain.”

“…….”

“Of course, this is just my opinion.”

Dallen stood up.

Before we knew it, the shell wolf had holes in its skin and was bleeding profusely. It looked like some kind of sponge.

Dallen grabbed Lucia’s shoulders and gently placed her on the saddle. He said.

“This time too, if you put it your way, it’s a blessing from God, so don’t talk nonsense and just enjoy it.”

“…I understood well.”

Lucia looked thoughtful. Still, the shadow on his face seemed to have disappeared.

Dallen put the ax on his belt, put his bag on his back, and opened his palms. He chanted a spell.

“Ignel Lot.”

Hwareuk.

A fist-sized flame burns above the hand. Lucia asked with startled eyes.

“Why are you lighting a fire?”

“Do you know where these guys come from?”

Dallen nodded at the missing gnoll scouts. Lucia answered.

“I heard there is a huge gnoll residence on the east side of the first floor. Even if we don’t do it, there are close to 2,000 gnolls living there…”

“That’s right. And the red line with the skull on the map is a danger sign that represents the route their patrols take.”

Lucia looked bewildered.

“What is that? Dallen clearly said the map was wrong!”

“You shouldn’t trust people’s words so easily.”

“But I want you to believe that…!”

“Did you believe that?”

Lucia’s face turned red. Dallen smiled lowly and continued his explanation.

“Gnolls raise shell wolves in their habitat from the time they are cubs. And shell wolves have a homing instinct. “If they lose their rider and have nowhere to go, or if the injury is serious and they need quick treatment, they run with all their might to the place where they grew up.”

Lucia’s red face turns white as she listens to the explanation. Dallen tightened his backpack strap and got on her back.

Lucia asked Dallon in a stuttering voice.

“If you do that now, no way….”

“That’s right.”

Dallon smiled as she looked back over her shoulder.

“This shell wolf will be the high-speed carriage that will take us to their stronghold.”

Lucia became thoughtful and grasped the reins with her hands.

Dallon added with a playful smile.

“So this time, it would be a good idea to use the blessings you received from God generously.”

Grumble!

After speaking, he raises his hand holding a fireball and sets it on the skinned area of the carapace wolf.

Kkegaegang! Kkaegaggang!

Immediately, the shell wolf started screaming and running forward.

“Aaaahhh!”

The trainee’s screams echoed through the forest, along with the dizzying sensation of blood rushing to the back of the head.