Became a tyrant of defense games - Episode 543
◈ 543. [STAGE 31] Scarecrow (3)
bang! bang! Kwagwagwagwagwang!
The scarecrow commander has risen and is launching an onslaught on us..
Every time the sword is swung, scarlet magic explodes, and our heroes vomit blood and roll on the floor..
This guy is stealing Mikhail's power that was hanging on his chest and using it..
And Mikhail is a magic swordsman.
In one attack, powerful sword strikes and magical power come rushing in together. It can be said to be a double attribute strike of physical and magical properties..
Complete defense is impossible, and damage is inevitable..
“Profit, you bastard……!”
“My lord! This side cannot attack... … ! As it is!”
Next to me, who was shaking, Lucas was equally helpless..
Mikhail is tied to his chest..
If we attack, Mikhail might get hit instead. So we kept retreating without even being able to mount a decent counterattack..
Moreover, it is not only the Scarecrow Army Commander..
Geek, Geek, Geek…….
The other scarecrows who occupied the forward base slowly surrounded us. They also have other heroes and soldiers hanging on their chests..
“There is no answer to this.”
In the end, I decided to give an order to the heroes around me..
“retreat!”
“……!”
“Escape from the forward base! Hurry! Get out before they complete the siege.!”
You can't defeat the scarecrow, but you can't save your tied up colleagues, so the only way to do it is to leave..
But the gates of the forward base were already swarming with scarecrows..
But when we jump over the castle wall, the scarecrows that sense us from the wall surround us and come towards us..
“There's nothing you can do.”
I clicked my tongue and looked back..
“Nobody!”
“Yes, my lord! What should I give you??”
The blind swordsman Nobody grinned and raised his sword sheath. I gestured right next to him..
“rampart.”
“……yes?”
“You can cut anything. Cut down this wall of the forward base..”
Nobody had a shocked look on his face, but he calmly followed my instructions. He lowered his posture and placed his hand on the handle of his sword..
“……I haven't done this yet.”
Then, like a thunderbolt, a lightning bolt struck..
Tskak-!
The long sword that came out of its sheath cut deeply into the castle wall. Long sword marks were carved vertically from the base of the castle wall to the top..
“Wow!”
Nobody fell backwards, screaming, perhaps due to the recoil caused by cutting something too hard..
The long sword in his hand was also cut in half. But enough!
“chain! Dear Diermudin!”
I pointed to the wounds on the castle wall and instructed the two wizards..
“at maximum output!”
“When I asked what to order... … My lord, it’s nice that you’re hot.!”
“But it's the right decision.……!”
A warlock bound in chains used the power of darkness to strike the wall, and an archmage with a white beard shot out intense flames as a follow-up blow..
Kwagwagwagwagwang!
When the two wizards attacked the already cracked castle wall, the wall was instantly destroyed..
However, the wall built with imperial engineering technology, the sincerity of Crossroads workers, and my own money was amazing. It's still not completely pierced..
“lucas!”
Finally, as I called out to my right hand man, Lucas drew his sword of light and ground his teeth..
“I'm going to destroy this wall with my own hands... … I'm crying tears of blood!”
“I fly too! Do it quickly!”
“Ahhhhh!”
And when Lucas’s [Strike of Will] landed a direct hit,,
Going to school-!
Finally, a hole was made in the castle wall..
It was built so solidly and meticulously that the top did not shake even though there was a hole big enough for a person to enter and exit. Awesome, my walls! Sorry, my walls.!
“power, escape-!”
We escaped the forward base through a hole in the wall..
After escaping into the field, I looked back and wiped my sweaty chin... … The scarecrows in the forward base only watched us from afar and did not chase us..
widely.
The scarecrow commander, who was flapping his wooden wings and easily climbing onto the castle wall, sneered in a creepy voice..
《Okay, run away. If possible, to the end of the world, as far away as possible.》
“…….”
《Anyway, eventually I will end up in your bedroom. And I'll sing a lullaby in your ear.》
Gigeek. Gigeek. Gadget Geek.
Letting out a bizarre laugh, the Scarecrow's long fingers gently stroked Mikhail's chest..
《Weaving together the sweet voices of your dying comrades..》
***
After completing the retreat to a small distance from the forward base,.
After ordering a short break, I first figured out our current number of people..
me.
Five party ‘uncles’ - Lucas, Zenith, Thorkel, Chain, Nobody.
Diermudine.
About thirty soldiers. and…….
“……I, too, can fight, Your Majesty..”
Hannibal.
I don't know when Hannibal came through the gate and followed us, but Hannibal was also here..
The boy's eyes were frightened through his messy hair, but he also showed a resolute will..
“…….”
Anyway, this is all the number of people.
I checked the means I had in my head and glared at the forward base..
Lucas, who was standing next to me, asked curiously..
“Why didn't they come after us??”
“……‘Because the 'harvest' is not over yet.”
“yes? Harvest?”
I nodded and gestured toward the forward base..
On the walls of the forward base.
The scarecrows were standing around each other, holding hands. As if dancing Ganggangsullae to celebrate a good harvest..
In the middle of this ugly circle stood the scarecrow commander..
and-
“Wow!!”
“Hahaha, hahaha!”
“Argh! Ouch!”
The victims hanging from each scarecrow began to scream horribly, and the transparent energy coming out of their bodies went to the center of the circle... … It began to be absorbed into the body of the scarecrow commander..
The scarecrow commander was swallowing it with his mouth wide open, as if it was sweet..
《Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet…….》
The scarecrow commander's roar of joy resounded throughout the area..
《More, more, more, more! Give me more fear, more nightmares……!》
It's truly a painful sight to watch..
I looked away and continued explaining..
“That is ‘harvest’. Extract the power of the captured victims and gather them together..”
“What, that…….”
“And all the harvested power belongs to the Scarecrow Army Commander..”
As the number of victims increases, the Scarecrow commander, who has absorbed the power of all victims, becomes exponentially stronger..
Now they are a group of scarecrows, each using the power of the legion commander and the other captured victims..
Once the harvest is complete, the Legion Commander becomes a ridiculous monster that can use all the abilities of all captured victims at once..
“If this side doesn't take any casualties, it's a weak monster. As the number of victims increases, its power becomes as rich as the autumn barn with a good harvest..”
“oh my god.”
Lucas, who now understood all the mechanisms of the Scarecrow Army, broke into a cold sweat..
“……Should I call it the ability of a scarecrow to help with farming?.”
“Then you should really work hard and work hard at farming. What is kidnapping people and harvesting their souls?…….”
Lucas asked me carefully as I bit my lip..
“Once the harvest is complete, what happens to the victims??”
“Not dead.”
Abandoning the victims who have been drained of all their abilities and turned into corpses, the Scarecrow Army looks for the next harvest target... … find the victim.
Through this repetitive process, the Scarecrow commander becomes endlessly stronger. Like the fear of ever-increasing destruction.…….
Lucas muttered as if he was dumbfounded..
“No, isn't it too powerful a monster??”
“If it had been the first response, it would have been the weakest monster in the world..”
If it wasn't for a surprise attack. If only the captured victims were weak. Otherwise, if I were at the forward base. No, if only Damian were here right now..
It was a legion of enemies that could be easily resolved. But things got twisted and turned into this mess..
The Scarecrow Army cleared the very rare King Ghost condition and completed the first step perfectly..
If we continue to be pushed back like this, we may continue to call in victims and cause the true destruction of the world..
‘The bastard who planned this surprise attack is probably the demon lord, but he hit me hard.…….’
I blurted out, trying to assemble a response in my head..
“So I don't have much time. I can't wait any longer for reinforcements.”
By now, Crossroads would have realized that the forward base gate was damaged, so reinforcements would be rushing through the next closest gate... … late.
The next teleport gate is a day's drive north of the forward base. And in one day, all those caught now will be harvested..
“We have to save it alone.”
“But how…….”
“Let's give up.”
Lucas was about to say something, but the old man's voice cut through like a knife..
I frowned and turned around. Diarmudin was approaching with his characteristic stern look on his face..
“Prince Ash. If all the characteristics of those monsters you mentioned are true, then it would be difficult for us to attack them hastily..”
“…….”
“Now we are a small number and our equipment is limited. What if you try too hard and get wiped out? And what if that scarecrow absorbs all of our power? Then the situation gets even worse..”
Lucas nodded heavily and looked at me. This means that Lucas also thinks this way..
“Those caught now must give up. The right thing to do is to join the reinforcements, reorganize our battle lines, and then use our all-out effort to take down those monsters..”
“……My men are at the forward base now..”
I looked straight at Diarmuddin..
“You have your men too..”
“They all came here determined to die. These are people with the noble determination to sacrifice their lives for the world..”
Diarmudin flinched when his men were mentioned, but did not back down..
“Maintaining the line requires cool-headedness, Prince Ashe. If you are going to incur a loss anyway, you need to know how to minimize it..”
“There's also Mikhail. There is also that poor crown prince who has already lost all his knights..”
“……He is destined to be discarded anyway..”
I frowned. What does this mean again??
“How much do you know about the Kingdom of Vermillion??”
“All I know is that it is a northern powerhouse..”
“It's a strong country. But it is a country with almost no royal power. In fact, it is a country ruled by wizards from the Council of Elders..”
“I’ll explain it briefly,” Diarmydin continued..
“Just as the dragon's blood flows through the Duke of Bringer, the blood of the 'First Griffin' flows through the veins of the Vermilion royal family..”
“You say you and Griffin are brothers and all, but are you really related by blood??”
I thought it was just nonsense, but it looks like the blood of a real griffin was physically flowing..
“exactly. To create the best warrior and flawless king... … A type of homunculus created by the Senate by mixing the blood of griffins. Reinforced human being. The pinnacle of genetic engineering is the Vermilion Royal Song..”
“……This is a scary setting..”
“From generation to generation, improvements are being made over and over again to create more powerful ‘individuals’. They marry homunculi mixed with other excellent 'bloods', and they also engage in arranged marriages to bring in genes from other countries..”
I laughed because it was so absurd.
“That's why Mikhail said he has five fiancees. Same goes for that sister..”
“exactly. For posterity, the more samples the better..”
“These crazy guys.”
I, too, am in the middle of a real draw at the mercenary guild, but I am also in the process of drawing descendants by modifying people, marrying them off, and passing on the future generations! Aren't these crazy bastards, this?!
“Crown Prince Michael was the most talented boy of this generation. But he lost this time.”
“What's wrong with defeat??”
“Because the ‘king’ that the Vermilion Kingdom pursues must not know defeat..”
Diarmudin nodded..
“When he returns home after losing all of his subordinates, his position as crown prince will be taken over by the next candidate. And all of the remaining griffin blood in his body will be drained and discarded to death..”
“Knowing that, why didn’t you stop Mikhail from returning home??”
Diarmudin then looked at me as if he felt something was wronged, and then he turned his head away..
“……Do I look like such a kind old man? After all, I have no right to do that..”
“but!”
“Crown Prince Michael is an asset to the Kingdom of Vermilion. We can't say anything about that treatment..”
Diarmudin, who had refined his voice, let out a suppressed voice..
“Anyway, in short! Crown Prince Michael is going to die anyway..”
“So, what is it? He's going to die anyway, so let's just let him die here.?”
“Shouldn’t we make a realistic judgment??”
I clenched my fists at the words that followed..
“Knowing how to give up effectively is also a king's virtue. Prince Ash. In the end, blindly pursuing only ideals is nothing more than stubbornness and arrogance..”
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