My Alter Ego’s Path to Greatness - Chapter 138

#138

The Immortal King’s Jun-dong (2)

Whether they participated as representatives or followed as escorts, not all the powerful people in this conference hall participated in the battle.

For example, the Empire’s Master had no choice but to step forward due to the country’s prestige, but the Archmage who was sitting with him stayed back in the name of protecting the crown prince.

And among those who do not get involved in the fight and just wait and see…

“Ugh, shouldn’t I get involved too? If they get hit anyway, this will be the end. Ah, but Lafori asked me to come here….”

Cecily Granwood, a new high elf in the Elven Kingdom, was also present.

She became a high elf and was quickly becoming stronger enough to have recently evolved the water spirit to the highest level, but due to lack of time, she was not able to use it very skillfully.

Lapori also knew this, so he sent her to the barrier and stepped forward alone, asking for the other elves.

Crumbling!

Hwiooo—

There are three highest-level spirits summoned by Lafori.

Intense golden lightning struck the body of the black evil spirit, and the rushing storm kept the lichs who tried to intervene in the fight in check.

[Keuuu—how dare a spirit—! I will marinate you in fear—!]

Dread Phantom Pagos radiated a deep wave of fear from the Immortal King’s abyss-covered body, but it was unable to pierce the Earth Spirit’s defenses and collapsed in vain.

‘As expected, Lapori is amazing.’

Spirits, being pure beings, are vulnerable to contamination, so special care was needed when dealing with such high-ranking undead.

The compatibility was the worst, as just contact had a negative impact.

Isn’t there even an immortal king, the pinnacle of the undead, on this battlefield?

It wasn’t a big problem for Lapori, a veteran spirit master, but it was a different story for her, who was only a high-level spirit and was still inexperienced.

‘If I were to get involved for no reason, there would be a high possibility that I would actually disturb Mr. Lapori. … That’s probably why you pushed me back.’

And his daughter, Shapiron, was also giving him a worried look.

‘Dad…’

Of course, it wasn’t a topic for her to worry about as she was only dealing with mid-level spirits, but how many children would feel at ease when their father was on a dangerous battlefield?

I just hoped to return safely.

But when they can’t do anything and just stamp their feet.

Among them, there was someone calmly preparing something…

“huh? Harris? What are you doing? Are you really planning on going there?”

“yes? “What are you doing, Mr. Harris?”

Harris took out a silver thread from his pocket, fastened it tightly to his bow Themis, and looked around.

Despite the startled gaze of those around him, he did not change his expression and answered in his usual soft voice.

“Oh, it’s no big deal. Just…”

Twang—

A heavy vibration sound that reverberates from a gently plucked bow string.

Perhaps because it was a luxury product, the sound was different.

“I was thinking of shooting an arrow lightly.”

“…yes?”

Harris, who smiled once at the absurd gaze, slowly walked out of the barrier.

With a peaceful expression, as if going for a walk.

***

Kaaaang—!

The sword thrown out, wrapped in blue aura, bounced off a two-handed sword imbued with black energy.

The knight wielding the sword quickly tried to take care of it.

The large blade cut into his gap with agile movements befitting its size.

Puhwaak!

A two-handed sword that cuts through the knight’s upper body.

Those who were fighting by his side urgently tried to stop the follow-up attack, but it was already too late to do so.

“Wow!”

As the sword filled with black magic mercilessly struck his neck, the knight died on the spot before help could arrive.

“Lord Turkan!”

“Three punishment! “What a monster!”

Karam, facing the humans rushing towards him in anger, slowly looked around again and checked the personal information of the people around him.

‘The imperial prince’s guard knight, Cayenne Turkan, has been dealt with. Then, the next prey is….’

He headed straight to the next ‘opponent that can be killed’ according to the information received from the Immortal King in real time.

I don’t know by what criteria the killing squad was decided, but the details weren’t particularly important to him.

‘I will be the king’s sword. Just follow what He commands. The king must have something big in mind.’

Quad deuk—!

Again, his two-handed sword cut through the thick armor of the paladin blocking his path.

However, interest is not allowable.

Karam exchanged weapons with the person rushing to save the paladin, neglecting the wounded man to be evacuated to the back and observing the surroundings.

‘But it’s stronger than I thought. How many layers of sacred barriers are there? Normally I would have been able to cut it off.’

Fact-checking: It wasn’t just a killing, it was definitely not a non-lethal attack or a gentle attack.

Because of the barrier, his power was not fully displayed, but more than that, the defensive effect on the opponent was beyond imagination.

‘It’s a little difficult because of the barrier, but it’s still worth holding on to. …There it is. Payton, the current mercenary king’s right hand man.’

With his eyes flashing, he roughly parried the attacks of those attacking him and rushed at the person who was wasting time fighting a Death Knight from behind.

“Ugh! “Why me all of a sudden?”

As the Immortal King commanded.

To imprint maximum fear into those here.

And of course Karam wasn’t the only one who received such strange orders.

***

As the fight intensified, the undead were destroyed everywhere, and the number of injured and dead increased.

The immortal army was harvesting lives one by one with a frightening momentum, even though the sacred barrier was in full swing.

Naturally, the deaths had already been investigated through the list Heinrich had obtained in advance.

Even in a world where the caste system was rampant, these guys were so evil that it would be considered excessive.

‘The current mercenary king, Kanvel, is the instigator of colluding with high-ranking officials from each country and selling civilians into slavery. Because there was no evidence, the main church could not come forward directly…’

At that time, Heinrich attacked Hans again with the help of several powerful people.

He scattered black flashes in all directions as if to keep his surroundings in check.

Quagwagwagwang!

The strong ones urgently block the attack.

However, ‘coincidentally’, one of the beams of light that extended with a particularly strong energy ignored the Mercenary King Kanble’s defense and penetrated his body.

“Kuheook!”

He was mortally wounded and collapsed, vomiting black blood, but thanks to the sacred barrier, he did not die instantly.

The priests, including the saint, urgently tried to treat him, but… “

Ugh

!”

Suddenly, Heinrich was thrown far away and the Immortal King, who had been temporarily freed as a result, was running wild, so there was no time to pay attention to that.

And when Heinrich, who had rejoined the battlefield, managed to control the situation, Kanble had already died after being pierced by a shadow rising from the floor.

‘Actually, there are more people out there that need to be killed.’

Harris, who had been observing the scene from afar, slowly turned his head and looked at those hiding in the barrier.

He stared at Prince Simon, who had been furious since the death of the knight who had followed him as an escort, then shook his head, licking his lips.

As much effort had been put into that barrier, it would have taken a great deal of effort to break it, and even if that had been done, the damage to others would inevitably have grown uncontrollably.

‘I can’t help it. For now, I have no choice but to be satisfied with the guys on the battlefield.’

The main targets now are people like the mercenary king who just died, who couldn’t bear to leave because of their reputation and participated in the war.

Of course, even if we go this far, it is inevitable that there will be people who will feel uncomfortable because something is strange, but…

‘Who cares? So what are you going to do?’

Who would dare to imagine that the Immortal King and the warrior are on the same page, creating a killing squad, and selecting targets to kill?

‘No, it can’t be like that since everything that has happened so far is known to be the work of the Immortal King.’

It is impossible to even estimate the number of victims across the continent, so what kind of selection is this?

Of course, you might worry about losing your hair because you think there’s some kind of scheming going on, but even if you do that, the only result you’ll get is a coincidence.

‘But it’s not good for it to be considered too unnatural, so I guess I’ll have to end it at this point.’

I came up with a pretty good ending, so all I had to do was execute it according to the stage.

“…Harris! Let’s go back now! This is like us…”

“That’s right, Mr. Harris! “I know you’re excellent, but there’s no place for a mid-level spiritist to step forward…”

Fussy voices could be heard from both sides of Harris.

When he left the barrier, those who were worried followed him.

Although it was a little annoying, he was grateful for the thought, so he smiled and answered calmly.

“I have thoughts on everything. “If Cecily just blocks the shock waves like she does now, I’ll take care of everything else.”

“…How can you be so carefree when you don’t know when they will attack here! “What on earth are you going to do?”

Of course, even if we are defenseless like this, they will not attack us.

Because I told you so.

“Whoa—.”

Harris exhaled slowly, raised his bow, and aimed it forward.

And, recalling the last blow he fired before leaving the Enamel Continent, he slowly shot an arrow.

Dark magic and divine power were intertwined, and the energy in all directions was unstable and fluctuating.

The World Tree was a being that acted as a filter for this world, and its power, however small, was also present in the “Child of the World Tree.”

Woooooung—

The energy around him was sucked into him and compressed into the arrow.

At the same time, the spirits that made a contract with him appear around him.

Puzzle! Grumble—!

Whiiing! Uuuung—

His lovely spirits began to infuse the arrows with power.

Since the spirit could be contaminated, I couldn’t let it inhabit the arrow directly, but since that was unavoidable, I had no choice but to do it this way.

‘Actually, it’s a bit improbable that it’s a mid-level spirit. Do something about it as a scenario…’

But then.

Harris, who was grumbling internally, momentarily stopped.

It’s foreign, but has a cozy vibe.

In an instant, it started from the tips of the feet and went all the way to the top of the head.

‘ah?’

A feeling as if something blocked at the end of the head bursts open.

And he soon found out.

《The object grows by meeting the conditions. The special skill “Child of the World Tree” evolves into “Children of the World Tree.”》

‘…This is what it felt like.’

Harris.

I have achieved the ‘conditions’ to become a high elf.

‘No, what did I do? … Of course, I plan on doing it soon. Surely you didn’t pay in advance?’

He closed his eyes, reflecting on his subtly changed senses.

There were no dramatic changes as she was not officially transformed into a high elf, but the limits of what she could do clearly increased compared to before.

In any case, this satisfied the slightly lacking probability.

“ah? Mr. Harris…? “No way!”

Cecily, who was right next to him, looked back at him with wide eyes as if she had realized something.

As she was a high elf, she seemed to sense that he had qualified, but even Shapiron, who could not tell, was equally surprised.

That’s because a noticeable change was happening right under our noses.

“Harris! “A spirit suddenly…?”

It’s so hard!

The moment he qualified as a high elf and obtained the “Lead of the World Tree,” his natural power and affinity increased dramatically and instantly influenced “Spiritual Art.”

And the first thing that affected me was…

“Watt.”

Puzzle!

Watt, the spirit of lightning.

His first partner finally passed the intermediate level and reached the advanced level.

The other spirits also did not evolve to the point, but they definitely became stronger than before.

“…This means that the World Tree also supports Mr. Harris. Do whatever you want. Until then, I will do my best to protect you.”

Cecily nodded with a somewhat solemn expression and looked ahead.

Shapiron, caught up in the atmosphere, also became wary of his surroundings with a hardened expression.

‘Well…I guess it doesn’t matter.’

Harris lightly shrugged his shoulders, refocused his mind, and continued the preparation process.

From Themis and the bracelet made from the branches of the World Tree, a stronger natural force that he could not originally handle came rushing in.

The increasingly compressed arrows and the spirit power contained therein.

He lifted the arrowhead, which was slowly being completed, and quietly aimed at the target.

Rumbling—!

The Immortal King and the warrior clashed fiercely again, causing shock waves to spread in all directions.

The shock swept through the surrounding area and even reached where Harris was.

The sloshing—

the highest level water spirit summoned by Cecily easily canceled it out, and they did not suffer the slightest damage.

‘Just a little more…’

An aura surged from the hero Heinrich’s body, and the sword of light in his hand instantly grew several times larger.

“Haaap—!”

Immediately afterwards, a huge crescent-shaped sword energy shot out from the holy sword swung in the air.

The sacred blade of light cut through the ominous shadows blocking his path and opened the way to the Immortal King.

“Saint!”

With the help of a saint and a cardinal at the right moment, Heinrich ran down the road like a whirlwind.

Quang!

The dark magic of the Immortal King and the sacred power of the warrior clash.

The shock wave explodes again.

The sword and magic intersected, and holy law and black magic collided.

Meanwhile, thoughts slowly accelerate and the world slows down.

Time passes, shared only by Hans and Heinrich Harris.

There is no need to exchange glances or gestures.

They just move naturally like one body.

Hans slightly twisted his body during the fierce battle.

Accordingly, Heinrich’s sword swung, changing its path in real time, and Hans used black magic again in response.

As if in delicate collaboration, the two entities exchanged attacks with each other to come up with a single result.

And finally.

When the warrior’s mortal blow was blocked by the Immortal King’s magic barrier, but it still left a large crack.

Nevertheless, the moment when the overflowing black magic restored it in the blink of an eye.

An arrow that had been quietly waiting for its moment was fired.

The silent beam of light, shot without any sound, extends in a straight line.

Grazing the pieces of magic scattered everywhere in the aftermath of the collision.

A crack barely big enough to fit a finger that has yet to be repaired—.

Kwaduk—

kwaaaang—!

I fell into an ‘impossible’ gap that would never have existed under normal circumstances.