Genius Corpse-Collecting Warrior - Chapter 48
Ascending (3)
When the shaman fell, the orcs hesitated for a moment.
They stared blankly at their commander, who was dead with an ax stuck in his head.
But even for a moment.
“They are throwing axes! Orcs are defeated! “I’ll attack you!”
As soon as the huge orc warrior shouted with slurred pronunciation.
Gooooooo!
As if responding to that cry, the entire group of Orcs shouted with their fighting spirit burning.
Doo doo doo –
Three hundred green giants vibrate the ground. They ran like crazy down the street with swords and axes raised.
The red bloodshot eyes were fixed on the large warrior blocking the main street.
The center of a gaze flashing with murderous intent.
Dallen stopped walking at a reasonable distance from the carriages.
Sreung –
He drew his sword and held it with both hands. It was a sword made by LeVeron by mixing black iron and silver iron.
Two feet standing firmly on the ground, as if a strong tree was rooted in the ground.
In front of the rushing green waves, Dallon took a short breath.
Humid
haze rises.
In an instant, the energy that started from my shoulders reached all the way to my fingertips.
Whisper –
The long horizontal sword strokes looked infinitely shabby in front of the green waves.
But the next moment.
Blah blah blah!
The orcs’ weapons shattered into a storm of metal that struck the head of the green wave.
Gwaaaah!
Orcs covered in blood are rolling around on the ground.
No matter how hard the orc’s body was, it was not strong enough to withstand the rain of arrows.
Moreover, the current storm cannot even be compared to a rain of arrows, and Lapantella’s Crushing Sword is said to have been created by one of the King of Knights of all time.
Even though they were the lowest level, there was no Orc who could take the sword strike that shattered even the devil’s body with his bare body and still remain unharmed.
That was the beginning.
Kkkkwang!
Dallon’s new model, which broke the flagstone and flew like a flash, digs right into the disheveled green waves.
Kwasik –
A roughly swung sword sliced the huge orc’s waist in one fell swoop.
Left, right, left!
A beat later, a storm comes and all the orcs behind the cut-off guy are torn apart.
Kwazizig!
Five orcs fall with one sword strike. The next blow was seven.
Lapantella’s Crushing Sword, which he inherited after defeating the Gnoll warrior general, was able to be used freely in actual combat through the fight against the devil.
Humidity –
a short breath inhaled.
The haze-like energy running down my arms makes the already heavy sword ten times heavier.
The basis of the Crushing Sword is to take the weight that weighs down the arms and wrists and turn it into a sword strike that pierces any defense.
Just by parrying the opponent’s attack, the weapon is broken and the opponent behind it is also destroyed.
This was the meaning of the technique of the crushing sword, which regarded even defense as a part of attack.
Quarrrrrrr!
The flagstones on the street are broken apart by the wind.
The storm of flesh and blood became a storm of sharp stone fragments that swept away more orcs.
I am not yet skilled in swordsmanship, so I cannot combine the power of the realm, but if it is possible, I am excited to see what the results will be.
Over a hundred orcs had already become corpses before the overwhelming power of his swordsmanship.
Oh no!
Even though their compatriots were dying before their eyes, the Orcs did not know how to back down.
Orcs are a race that makes fighting itself one of their goals in life.
It was a long way to break their morale by being covered in the blood and flesh of their compatriots.
“Ingaaaaaan!”
And couldn’t he watch his subordinates dying helplessly?
The large Orc warrior, who had been watching the fight from a step behind, jumped in, screaming with slurred speech.
“Ingan! Kill and eat!”
Huh!
A huge knife comes down from above.
A combination of the size of an Orc, about three meters tall, and a greatsword as big as an adult.
A blow of that ignorant power and mass was enough to cut even Dallon in two.
Dallen took a deep breath in front of him, raised the sword he held with both hands, and slashed.
Kwaaaang!
Due to the impact of the sharp sword, the flagstone under my feet cracks, and the sword made of a mixture of silver iron and black iron flutters.
The results were clear.
An orc’s arm and greatsword raised high in the sky. His muscular chest clearly exposed.
Even though it was more advantageous to strike down than to strike upward, Orc’s strength was overwhelmingly superior to Dallen’s.
“The power of this Ingan giant…!”
“noisy.”
Kwasik—!
Dallen lowered his sword at an angle. The orc’s upper body, split diagonally, fell to the ground with a thud.
Ugh…
the commander who died in just one attack. Only then did the orcs widen their eyes and began to hesitate.
Dallen grinned at them. His feet trampled the bloody flagstones.
and.
Kwaaaang!
The new form of the warrior once again burrowed into the faltering green waves.
***
The battle was soon over.
While Dallan annihilated three hundred orcs, the mercenaries at the front of the mountain also established a defensive line and succeeded in driving out the orcs and goblins.
“My mind becomes clearer and my strength increases! “Is that also a tattoo ability that the Holy Knight possesses?”
“no. That’s the power of combat prayer. “All paladins learn to pray to help those around them with the divine power given to them by the God of War.”
Dallen turned his head from rummaging through the orc corpses. I saw two people coming out between the carriages.
One was a boy mercenary named Farn and the other was Lucia.
The boy who was chatting excitedly next to Lucia flinched when he saw Dallon and then closed his mouth.
Dallen chuckled at the sight.
You like a pretty paladin sister better than a big mercenary uncle, is that it?
Lucia approached him as he was thinking nonsense.
“Did you take care of these many orcs alone?”
“It was a chance to warm up after a long time. “It wasn’t bad.”
“…Hundreds of orcs warming up. “Dallen is also a really strange person.”
Lucia muttered in an absurd tone. Dallen said with a low laugh.
“The mercenaries say their performance was great.”
“Isn’t fighting to protect the defense line a Paladin’s specialty?”
It was a voice that exuded confidence for the first time in a long time.
It was no exaggeration to say that the battle that took place in front of the top was actually all about Lucia’s performance.
After strengthening herself with the sacred tattoo, her battle prayers raised the morale and overall abilities of the mercenaries.
Unlike in the labyrinth, where only the two of us were caught up in Dallen’s pace every time and had to deal with multiple powerful enemies.
The fight just now was the perfect condition for her fighting spirit to shine.
‘The decisive advantage of combat airplay is the target range.’
The basic effect of combat prayer itself was to slightly boost morale and restore vitality.
However, despite the effect being slightly inferior to other skills, the overwhelming target range was enough to make the Paladin’s combat prayers hear the sound of the morale skill.
From as few as a few dozen to as many as hundreds to thousands.
Depending on the Paladin’s abilities, the scope would expand endlessly.
Even if it is a small morale-boosting effect, the moment the range increases to hundreds or more, the effectiveness changes to another level.
“Thank you, Holy Knight.”
“Thanks to you, I survived, Holy Knight.”
Therefore, whenever the mercenaries encountered Lucia, they would bow their heads deeply and say hello.
Lucia smiled slightly and returned their greeting.
At that time, the boy who was kicking the orc corpse asked.
“Why are these monsters running rampant on the main street?”
“Well, first of all, orcs are not monsters. “The only goblins they raise are monsters.”
The boy’s eyes widened. Lucia said, gently stroking the boy’s head.
“Unlike monsters, the home of orcs is the World’s Tooth Mountain Range in the northeast of the continent. “Orcs are not an inherently evil race.”
“But you kill people! “My speech is slurred.”
“Orcs naturally like fighting. And these orcs have been away from their homeland for too long. Because of that, many parts of it have degenerated and are attacking people at random. Unlike them, the Orcs living in the Tooth Mountains of the world are said to have not only greater abilities but also greater intelligence. “To the point of doing trade with the Eastern Starpa Kingdom.”
Sreuk. Sreuk.
A hand gently rubbing your head and a beautiful voice calmly telling you a story.
Dallen inadvertently burst into laughter at the sight, which was completely different from how he used to swear.
Lucia, who heard that laughter, raised her blue eyes and glared at him. Dallen looked at her with a sullen expression as if wondering what to do.
After a while, Lucia took a deep breath and muttered.
“Anyway, it looks like the monster’s activities are really expanding. “The fact that the Orcs occupied the main street on such a large scale would mean that they were pushed out of their original sphere of influence.”
“I guess so.”
Dallen nodded. He scratched his chin and thought.
‘There’s definitely something strange.’
In fact, the few months from the end of the tutorial are a time when monsters are on the move all over the continent.
This period, commonly called the first invasion, is a period when empires and kingdoms prepare thorough defenses in preparation for a monster invasion.
However, soon after, the monsters disappear as if they had never happened before.
‘And when each country relaxes its tension, their massive second invasion hits the entire continent.’
It’s like a small earthquake comes before a big earthquake.
However, Dallon’s experience spanning hundreds of times showed that the current quake is closer to a large earthquake than a small one.
‘Originally, these orcs should have stayed in place during the first invasion.’
Dallen knew these orcs.
This is an orc village of about 500 people led by an orc shaman and warrior.
This village, located in the mountains southwest of the City Union, was never lost until the second invasion.
So, one of the mercenary guild subjugation quests in the early to mid-play is to invade this village that often robs merchants and completely stop them.
‘Besides, looking at the abilities of the two Orc captains, they are definitely not easy guys.’
Although he lost his life in an instant, in normal play, these orcs were formidable enemies.
Even Dallon, who is a dead man, gave up his life once while doing a subjugation quest.
[The body of an inexperienced mercenary has been recovered. Ability is inherited.]
[Inheritance Reward: Senses +1]
[The corpse of the wizard who summons lightning has been recovered. Abilities are inherited.]
[Inheritance Reward: Intelligence +1 Magic Power +2 Lightning (D)]
As you can see from the succession reward, the wizard was a character that developed quite well.
The fact that these beings lost their home and were driven out meant that the current movement of monsters was completely different from the first invasion that Dallon was familiar with.
‘Things are changing more than I thought.’
Dallen slowly stroked his chin.
It seems that the Ash Witch was not the only one who started her activities early.
Perhaps the ripple effect of that variable was permeating the entire continent without even realizing it.
“Dallen! “Here we go again!”
Then Lucia shouted. Before she knew it, she was getting into the carriage.
Dallen shook his head and headed toward the carriage.
All you have to do is gradually find out how the situation on the continent is changing.
Right now, the priority was to deal with the things in front of me.
***
The commercial trip continued south along the main road.
They arrived in Lvivach a week after the orc attack.
From morning, the front of the castle gate was crowded with many people.
As the rumor about Mandrake slowly spread, merchants from all over the continent came to take advantage of this opportunity.
Rattling! thud!
Hee hee hee-
that’s why the rattling of carts, the neighing of mules, and the shouts of people rang out in front of the castle gate without interruption.
In that market-like atmosphere, the security guards seemed to have given up on inspections and were letting people in without even properly checking baggage.
Of course, they wouldn’t have done it on their own.
There was probably an order from above to prioritize smooth traffic flow over the inspection itself.
The rumor about Mandrake is an opportunity for not only merchants but also the city to make a big profit.
Just counting the taxes collected from the gathered merchants, this small city’s finances were expected to increase several times that of last year.
The place where Galios’s escort request was completed was a bar on the first floor of the best inn in the city.
Dallen, who sat down with Lucia and ordered a meal, looked around the bar while sipping a large beer glass.
It was lunchtime, which was a little too early for the inn bar to be crowded.
But the atmosphere in the bar was already buzzing with excitement.
Merchants from all over the continent exchange valuable information over small glasses of wine.
The mercenaries who came as their escorts get drunk and talk loudly in broad daylight, stealing the silver coins they received as compensation.
“Oh, sorry I’m late. “The settlement took longer than expected.”
At that time, Volkmar came over and sat down, wiping his sweat.
He removed two pockets from his waist and placed them in front of Dallon and Lucia respectively.
“Here is the reward money. 2 florins and 50 shillings for both. The original contract was for 2 florins, but I added a little more because my life was saved thanks to these two people in the battle with the orcs.”
“Thank you.”
Dallen slightly opened his snout to check inside his pocket. There were two gold coins mixed in among the silver coins. He tied the muzzle tightly and put it in his bosom. Lucia also packed her pockets.
Meanwhile, Volkmar ordered a glass of low-alcohol beer, took a sip, and spoke with a slightly red face.
“So where do you guys want to go now?”