Holy Emperor’s Grandson is a Necromancer - Chapter 158
Episode 158 〈 Another King 〉
Holy undead, monk orcs, and Duran’s clone were mixed together.
Holy power and magical power spread.
Blood splattered and confusion ensued.
The King’s Palace had long since lost its original form.
Boom boom!
Duran, in his devil form, slammed his foot down on the floor.
The steps I took one step at a time suddenly started running.
I strengthened all my physical abilities with my holy power.
Amazing Aztalun.
The staff and magic book were fused into the bones surrounding the cannon.
Everything feels slow.
However, Duran and I moved quickly as if we were in a different time and space.
Duran leans his great sword back sharply.
I swung the great sword with all my might.
As the huge greatsword was swung, blood flames filled with hot heat and poison came over like a wave.
When the battery was aimed at the approaching bloody flames and fired, the bloody flames exploded.
As I take a breath, it feels like magic seeps into my lungs.
“Coooooooooooo-!”
Now a strange voice that did not even use human language came out.
Duran rushes in and swings his sword.
I lifted the bayonet under the cannon.
It collides with the bloody greatsword that comes down.
Holy power and magical power collide and scatter in all directions.
It is definitely strong after taking off the human mask.
My shoulders feel like they’re going to go away.
I wish I had learned that deflection technique that Charlotte used.
The 12 muskets behind his back were aimed and they fired continuously at his body.
Duran’s body was pierced and pierced.
Duran took a step back and fell to his knees.
Every time he catches his breath, his body recovers.
The blood of the orcs who died fighting nearby and one of his clones disappeared and was absorbed into his body. Duran’s body recovers.
“I see, is the number of lives equal to the number of self-immolations?”
When Duran was startled and tried to get up, the cannon and great sword were plunged into the guy’s body.
The great sword pierced Duran’s body.
Holy power gathers in the battery.
Bone boots trampled the ground.
The floor split and Duran’s massive body was pushed out with force.
“Coooooo you monster!”
“You can speak human language.”
A Christmas fire was fired from the battery.
Duran’s body bursts open.
“Kuuuuuuu-!”
Duran swings his great sword and knocks me down.
I stepped back and widened the distance.
Duran coughed up blood.
“Kaaaaaa-!”
Blood gushes into the sky like a fountain.
Drops of blood floated in the air and struck down like bullets at the same time.
“evacuation-!”
I stopped and shouted.
Some of the monster army’s bodies collapse and rebuild.
A shield was created like an umbrella to protect the monks.
I raised the cannon and blocked the bloody bullets.
One of Duran’s clones disappeared again.
His body recovers.
“I need blood blood.”
Duran turned his head.
You probably want the blood of the basilisk.
The fact that he was able to defeat King Rahamma was actually thanks to the help of blood.
I swung the holy water on the floor with my palm.
Holy water splashed and splashed onto the open walls, ceilings and floors.
A skeleton protruded from the holy water, completely sealing off the open wall.
Duran tried to destroy the wall by swinging his great sword, but it was impossible.
That’s right too.
“It looks like Tinya has reached the World Tree.”
Duran opened his mouth at my words.
The King’s main hall is being colored with plant roots.
The plants absorbed the blood and purified it.
My holy power and the world tree’s mana are assimilated, and the roots become more solid and strong.
Duran’s clones hesitated and retreated, and the orcs died when their entire bodies burst into the tree roots.
The plant roots that absorbed the holy water grew bigger.
Some of the roots gather and summon Woodmen to rush towards Duran’s clones.
The clones were subdued one by one.
Duran said with a trembling mouth.
“Not yet!”
“No, you are already done.”
I approached Duran.
Perhaps because he felt instinctive fear, Duran swung the bloody sword at random.
Duran’s sword was dodged and bounced away.
I swung the cannon, hit the guy’s body, and made scratches on the guy’s body with the large sword attached below.
Blood sprays everywhere.
When some of the blood was collected again and sucked into Duran, the plant roots that spread throughout the palace absorbed the blood and destroyed it.
“You look like a damn dark elf-!”
Duran cursed.
Duran grabbed the bloody sword with both hands.
I blocked it with a cannon as it rotated and swung its body.
The skeleton breaks down. The battery also cracks.
The staff and magic book Aztalune amplified the holy power and regenerated the damaged area.
A regenerative ability that even restored the temple of the Chaolium Church.
Duran trembled at that sight.
“How can you recover like that?”
In some ways, it is a much more powerful recovery ability than that of a vampire.
Even if its ability is reduced by magical power, the God’s Letter would be a terrible ability for a vampire.
“I can feel it.”
I glared at Duke Duran.
And then I glanced at the other clones.
The clones disappear every time you kill them. Accordingly, Rahamma and Kasim Nasus are setting up sufficient conditions to subdue the remaining clones.
“I’m losing strength.”
I smiled inside my skull.
The guy’s strength is draining away.
“On the topic of livestock…”
He is an arrogant vampire. Among them, there are those who have the dukedom.
I’ll admit that pride.
But that’s just a bluff.
Duran glares at me.
“I will sacrifice you to the Vampire King!”
Duran spread his wings.
running to me
Magical power swirled in its heart.
At the same time, my entire body burns with blue flames.
A sign of when vampires will disappear.
He’s probably trying to blow himself up with me.
But it’s impossible.
I could tell.
A wall sealed with bones and tree roots.
A presence felt there.
“You can’t reach me.”
The wall is torn down.
The bone dragon’s head dug in and opened its mouth.
Duran looked back.
A huge maw pushing in without hesitation.
I scream as I see the sharp dragon teeth.
He went from running towards me to running away from me.
But it’s too late.
The dragon’s jaws opened and bit Duran’s body.
“Kaaaaaaak!”
Bitten by the dragon’s teeth, my whole body burns.
“Let go of this! No no-!”
Sharp teeth roughly cut Duran’s body.
The upper body falls.
At the same time, all remaining clones disappeared.
“I’m dying… this can’t be happening…!”
Duran touched the ground.
The demon’s body disappears and the human body is restored.
I grabbed the head of the guy who was crawling on the floor, shedding bloody tears.
And then I walked through the gap in the wall.
The burning guy was placed against an open wall and faced forward.
The sun rises before you know it.
The sun’s light began to illuminate the whole.
You can see the huge world tree with the green leaves of the basilisk that was torn apart by the Bone Dragon, the vast city spread out, and the white Holy Emperor’s army encamped on the outer wall.
Around the palace, numerous citizens, necromancers, and soldiers of the Holy Empire are directing this place.
“Do you see it? Duran.”
The sun’s light reached Duran’s body.
Duran screams even more.
“This is a prosperous kingdom.”
Duran could not endure the sun, which even creatures could endure.
Duran’s melting face rolled his eyes and he looked at me.
The eyes are full of fear.
Yes, this is the look a vampire should have.
I took off the skull.
Bone armor and bayonet batteries were destroyed.
I sat across the broken wall.
“And this is the end of those who trespass on my territory.”
I summoned a musket and aimed it at the guy’s forehead.
“thanks. “Thanks to you, the territory of the Holy Emperor has increased.”
Duran’s eyes widened.
I smiled.
“With this, the Holy Kingdom will become even stronger. I’ll also send the Vampire King along. “Wait in hell.”
“You evil king!”
I pulled the trigger.
The head cracked and disappeared.
“You guys can’t beat us.”
Duran’s body fell backwards.
It was completely destroyed, not even a single piece of flesh left behind.
I looked straight ahead.
Through the rising morning sun, I could see Aslan’s royal road.
Fresh air and warm sun.
There was definitely something different about the land with the World Tree.
But “
…What are you doing with this?”
I couldn’t help but sigh about the work I had to manage in the future.
**
About 5 days had passed since dealing with Duran.
Under Tinya’s command, the necromancers moved quickly.
Using livestock, etc., they sucked out the life force and summoned skeletons. The collapsed palace began to be restored.
As the skeletons summoned by Woodman and I moved, the rapid restoration work began.
“These are the people who dared to rebel against Queen Tinya.”
The survivors of the suppressed feudal lords were placed in the square and put on the guillotine.
“Wait a minute, we just…!”
“I only listened to what Letton said…”
“Execution!”
The guillotine came down and the head was cut off.
The people kicked the head of the dead prince or spat on the corpse.
I was sitting on a hastily made throne in the broken king’s hall. A
pleasant breeze came through the cool, open wall.
Fresh air. As they greeted me, I was receiving a report on Aslan’s current situation.
“It’s punishment for Queen Tinya.”
Even though Leton and the princes staged a coup, it was also Tinya’s fault for not being able to stop it.
I had to decide on the punishment that followed.
Stripping the queen of her status was basic and she should have been punished separately. The punishment for the crime was
high, but as a royal, she was treated with some leniency. “What should we
do?”
When I was contemplating how to dispose of Tinya, I was able to see the currently summoned Rahamma’s vision through shared vision.
He was sitting at the root of the world tree with Tinya.
He remained silent and said nothing.
Tinya was such a father. They are weaving flowers from her arms and decorating them on Rahamma’s skull.
There was an awkward atmosphere between father and daughter, but Tinya was happy, so she had no choice but to leave it alone for a while.
“…I’m tired.”
Summoning Emperor Rahamma for a while also consumes a lot of holy power. I
couldn’t help but shake my head in dizziness.
I summoned an item from the item window.
A golden bracelet.
It is the Noble Phantasm of the first Holy Emperor Ordin.
The cracked part is now completely clean. It has been restored.
Can I use it now?
“I’ll have to ask Hans later.”
It might not have been broken again after using it incorrectly.
As I was thinking that, the King’s Great Hall opened.
Charlotte rushed into the throne room with a pale face.
“Your Majesty the Holy King!”
I stopped and looked at her in surprise.
It was very rare to see Charlotte this embarrassed.
Could it be that they discovered the Blood Army that was advancing on Aslan’s capital?
That’s a pain in the ass.
It will be difficult to stop Duke Duran and take care of this place, but the Blood Army I had to stop it.
I stood up.
“Is it an army of blood?”
Charlotte nodded,
but then stuttered in confusion,
“They’ve reached the capital.”
I pressed my temples.
These vampires don’t give me a chance to rest.
Why do they struggle like this even though they are defeated every time?
I had to prepare to move an army of 20,000 right away.
But the next words stopped me.
Charlotte looked at me . He said with shaking eyes,
“…The capital of the Holy Empire has attacked Laurensis!”
I couldn’t help but stiffen at those words.
**
The Holy Emperor’s throne room.
The Holy Emperor Celt wore golden armor.
“You are magnificent. Your Majesty.”
Sword King Oscar, also wearing golden armor, bowed his head and said. A look
of satisfaction remained on Oscar’s face.
He never dreamed that the day would come when he would see Celt wearing golden armor.
The prosperous Celt glanced at him and burst into laughter. “
Is that so? It’s been a long time since I dressed up like this.”
Unlike the two leisurely people, Raphael groaned and said,
“…they are coming.”
“I know. I’ve heard that dozens of times. But how did they get here?”
Celt looked at Raphael curiously,
“A monster from hell has dug a tunnel and entered.”
“Oh! It’s a monster from hell, so it’s really interesting. But didn’t they dig a tunnel in the capital?”
Raphael lowered his head.
“…The Holy Emperor must have sensed this. If you make a mistake, you will be buried alive.”
“That’s true. But I got a kick out of it. I can’t believe Aslan was the bait. The vampire who planned this is quite annoying.”
At Cardinal Raphael’s words, Celt relaxed his neck
and lifted the warhammer that was next to the throne.
The head was so huge that the handle felt short.
“But my liver is swollen. You’re targeting me, not my grandson.”
He draped the warhammer over his shoulder.
The mighty Celtic Olfault.
The strongest of all times and the founder of the Golden Cross, he took a step forward.
“This is my first time going into battle since Aslan. Even though I didn’t even wear armor that time.”
The regal Celt walked the red carpet,
walked through the corridors past the throne room,
and stood tall on the balcony on the top floor of the imperial palace. He
put his hands on the railing and looked up in admiration at the capital Laurentians and the mountain sky beyond. “
The morning sun… has disappeared.”
The sky was thick with red mist like dark clouds.
On the other side, on the huge mountain range, an open tunnel could be seen.
There stood the monster of hell.
A monster that could have been 15 meters tall.
It had a massive burning body and three heads of a ferocious dog like a wolf. It hangs. Lava flows like thick saliva from its mouth.
Cerberus, the sentinel of hell.
From the tunnel, the royal knights and nobles who serve the Vampire King and the Lycans they raise walk out.
An army of 50,000 undead, ranging from low to middle class, summoned by them.
Dead. They keep popping out.
It’s like the gates of hell have opened in the ground.
Kelt opened his mouth with an indifferent expression.
“How are the crown prince and Luan?”
“I am in command from the outer wall. I am also receiving news from each territory and summoning troops.”
“That’s right. Although he’s an ugly guy, he’s good at fighting, so you can leave it to him. My grandson will also come running when he hears the news.”
The Holy Celt focused his gaze on the figure in front of Cerberus. His
entire body was covered in rag-like cloth and bandages.
There was a thick red fog surrounding him.
He had a sturdy body that was up to 3 meters tall.
He was tall with long red hair fluttering around. He was holding a spear of similar size.
King Blandmir, the Vampire King.
Raphael broke out in a cold sweat.
Even though he was standing tall, his presence could be felt through his skin even though he was far away.
‘That is the Vampire King the Crown Prince spoke of.’
A being called the strongest of all vampire kings of all time.
Celt looked surprised at the current vampire king.
“This… is quite unpleasant.”
Celt shook his head,
“Raphael, I don’t deserve to be a Holy Emperor.”
Raphael glanced at him,
“I have to worry about the safety of my people.”
Kelt swung his warhammer in the air and aimed it at the Vampire King.
“I’m feeling joy now.”
Sparks flew from his body due to his uncontrollable strength. A
cruel smile appeared on the corner of Celt’s mouth.
“I have a chance to collect the skull of the Vampire King before he dies.”