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I Became a Tyrant of the Defense Game - Episode 736

736. [STAGE 45] Zombie Defense

dawn.

I woke up from my sleep to the urgent call of Diarmuddin, who had returned from the abandoned cathedral, and hurried down to the reception room..

“The abandoned cathedral has fallen.”

Diarmudin was covered in blood, but thankfully it wasn't his. It looked like other people's blood had been splattered during the battle..

“And Cromwell... … It appears that he has recovered his intelligence to some extent..”

“……!”

Diarmudin told me in detail what happened at the abandoned cathedral to my astonished self..

After hearing the full story of the situation, I rested my chin and was lost in thought..

‘Let's summarize the situation.’

The forward base that had been prepared inside the dungeon to act as a buffer has fallen..

10All of the monsters filling the entire area have become zombies and are pouring out at once during this defense battle..

Cromwell, the corps commander leading the zombies, was a bit scared, but he had regained his senses anyway..

He seems to be able to handle the zombie monsters under his command like he's using his own hands and feet..

‘It's a pain in the ass…….’

If it was just a bunch of zombies with a lot of numbers, I would have been able to fight them off without causing much damage, even though it was a bit tiring..

As long as Cromwell, who had the authority to rule, regained his intelligence, it was obvious that he would become a variable in some form..

‘I don't know if it was the usual Cromwell..’

I can't guess Cromwell's current thinking pattern. After listening to Diarmudine's report, it seems like the taste has really gone away..

‘Currently, the basic zombie-state tactics against the monster army are ready, but…….’

How does the actual zombie army led by Cromwell move?.

There is no information and no guesses. This is the point where my headache hurts..

It was then.

“Your Majesty, I am reporting to you.!”

The door to the living room opened and a soldier rushed in, panting. Everyone has had a hard time since dawn..

“What's going on?”

“An army of monsters has appeared across the surface of the black lake.!”

Everyone in the room trembled, and Diarmuddin quietly chewed his lips..

I raised one corner of my mouth and clenched my molars..

“It came out right away.……?”

“It's literally coming out endlessly! Moreover, just as Your Majesty warned us in advance, they are all monsters in a state similar to that of a corpse... … Strangely enough, they are moving in unison with Oh.!”

After listening to the rest of the soldier's report, I shouted:.

“Prepare the secret La Mancha!”

What is the safest and most powerful type of soldier when dealing with zombies??

Needless to say, it's the Air Force..

Air forces that crush zombies with overwhelming firepower in the safe sky, out of reach of their jaws and arms.!

“We break the brunt of these guys..”

Also, check their current status.……!

***

As Stage 45 approached, the airship La Mancha had completed maintenance and was on standby..

It was a natural procedure since it is virtually the only air force that our World Defense Front has..

‘I can feel the exhaustion from the previous battle once again..’

The spacious hangar, which once housed more than ten aircraft, was empty, and it felt strange to watch La Mancha slowly coming out alone..

Fighting against the Lord of the Flies and the Black Dragon, dozens of airships, which can be said to be humanity's strongest weapon, were destroyed..

The walls collapsed twice. So much equipment and artifacts were broken that it was hard to count them..

And tens of thousands of people…….

Many lives lost trying to protect the front lines..

‘Is it fortunate that the recovery of the war dead was completed on time?.’

The bodies of the 30,000 troops annihilated by the Night Bringer have all been recovered. I can't tell you how fortunate I am that I was able to take care of things before the zombies attacked. Currently, all of them have been laid to rest in the grave site..

Coming back to the point, anyway… … The damage suffered in the last two boss stages was so great that recovery is still far away..

Walls, equipment, artifacts, and troops. Everything is broken.

This is the difficult part of this battle..

It is true that Cromwell and the Demon Guardians are inferior to Lord of the Flies or Night Bringer in terms of objective strength..

The situation of our World Defense Front is also clearly worse than then..

With damage accumulated from repeated fierce battles, how much will you be able to survive the remaining stages with less damage and maintain your full strength until the final stage?…….

This is the key. Suddenly, all the monsters turned into zombies and came out together, and it was hard to tell what state Cromwell was in after coming back from the dead..

‘It's embarrassing…….’

Lord of the Flies and Night Bringer were unexpected enemies that crushed the game experience..

The current zombie-Cromwell is similar in some ways. I can’t gauge the exact combat power..

“We are ready to set sail, Your Majesty.!”

Macmillan, the non-performance leader, shouted. I nodded and went up to La Mancha..

It was early morning and I had no intention of engaging in a full-blown battle, so I didn't summon any other heroes..

However, the heroes who came to know and insisted on following us from dawn just left them in the city..

“Kelly Bay, you need to quickly finish the equipment you are producing. Where are you going out? Lucas, Evangeline, finish the maintenance of your respective units. Junior, you too must lead the magician unit. Damian, the sniper team training is complete.?”

It's not like we're going to engage in hand-to-hand combat anyway, so there's no reason to take busy people with us..

When I pointed them out one by one, they all pursed their lips, but they calmly walked out of the empty space..

So he left them all in the city and sent out La Mancha, taking only Diarmudin with him..

Going to school-!

As the magic engine started, the empty ship floated in the air, and soon it was launched towards the south..

The heroes remaining in the hangar were looking up at the back of the aircraft leaving with concern..

I clicked my tongue. I'll be back soon, so mind your own business.!

***

Inside La Mancha flying towards the Black Lake.

“It's all part of a reconnaissance operation. Since it's loaded with gunpowder, we're going to bomb it a bit..”

“…….”

In the seat in front of me, looking out the window and muttering, Diarmydin continued to remain silent with a heavy expression on his face..

I asked, getting worried..

“Are you okay, Diarmuddin? You must have been tired from the previous operation, so let's get some rest.…….”

“No, I'm fine..”

Diarmudin smiled, raising his beard, and let out a sigh of relief..

“It's just that people's hearts are so treacherous..”

“You're so treacherous?”

“The survivors of the demon species that were wiped out in the abandoned cathedral. Originally, they were all going to be enemies anyway.?”

I nodded. Diarmudin let out a long breath..

“A member of the invader army anyway. We only formed a brief united front because we had a brief understanding. I know it well. but…….”

“You're in a bad mood..”

“……exactly.”

Diarmudin still looked at the blood stains on the hem of his robes..

“Even though we only spent a few days together, I felt pity for their deaths... … And I feel pain for not being able to save them. They too are just monsters.”

“…….”

I, who was silent, shrugged my shoulders and said.

“Isn’t that what is meant by human nature?.”

“Assuming you know it… … haha. Is it normal?.”

In front of Diermudin, who clicked his tongue and was lost in thought, I also became lost in thought. It was a problem I always worried about..

What is the standard that separates people from monsters?.

What is the line that distinguishes a person from a human and a monster from a monster?.

‘Although they are now on the same front, humans were originally at war with other races..’

Fairy, dwarf, beastman, mermaid... … And in addition to the four major races, there are many other races as well..

At that time, to humans, this race would have been monsters. Because we only communicated language, we hated each other like crazy and killed each other..

Also, humans have also waged wars among themselves. Without going far, there was a recent war between the Everblack Empire and the Principality of Bringer, and if we go a little further into the past, there was a war between the Everblack Empire and the Kingdom of Camilla..

At that time, even if the species was the same, would it be possible to regard the person across the border as the same person??

no.

They must have been monsters that had to be stabbed to death..

‘The ending I want to reach is…….’

As I stared at Diarmuddin, who was deep in thought, I repeated to myself:.

‘The conclusion I want to come to at the end of this three-year journey is this:…….’

It was then.

“Your Majesty, I see a black lake!”

Macmillan shouted from near the cockpit..

“and… … You can even see a line of monsters below! That's a huge number!”

“……!”

Diarmudin and I stood up from our seats and went towards Macmillan. Macmillan gestured towards the magic panels deployed around the cockpit..

“see!”

In the center of the wide field of view from the sky, there was a huge black lake..

A truly endless procession of zombie monsters was rising from the entrance of the lake..

It was a few hours ago when the observation team first reported their sortie, but they have been coming out continuously ever since then?.

‘How many monsters were camped out in District 10 alone??’

The number was much larger than I had guessed, so it was absurd..

I tried turning it on to see if the correct numbers would appear in the stage information window, but there was no correct display. It's just a feast of question marks.

Ader started preparing for the final stage. Now, I guess I shouldn't expect much from the system for help..

“Instead, these monsters are slow.”

“That's definitely true.”

As Macmillan said, it was slow..

The monsters that emerged one by one from the lake entrance were all slow and slow in their movements. This slow speed may have played a role in the several hours it took to get out of the lake..

We were able to observe them closely as we slowly circled overhead..

I checked the faces of zombified monsters..

‘What is it, fire giant? It's a monster army as strong as frost giants. Have they also become zombies??’

‘Those are Hellhounds... … Is it an army of hell dogs? You can also see the legion commander Cerberus and his direct subordinate Olthros. I never thought these guys would turn into zombies too.’

‘There's an army of crazy, tentacled snails too. Where did they get bitten to become zombies? Is it possible to turn anyone into a zombie if they have even a little bit of flesh to bite??’

In addition, all kinds of named monster legions have been turned into zombies, forming a long line and slowly advancing north..

It can be said that it is truly an unprecedented, unprecedented monster alliance..

They all look like zombies.

‘Lord of the Flies and Night Bringer were all outside the standard, but…….’

I broke into a cold sweat..

‘These seem to be quite out of standard.……?’

thud… … . thud… … . thud…….

A large army of zombie monsters, rotten and crushed, but never stopping and advancing north.).

It was another crazy crisis in this defense game that I had long since lost my taste for..

‘It would have been quite doable if these guys had come before the fight with Lord of the Flies or Nightbringer.…….’

I repeat, the World Defense Front is currently extremely exhausted from the previous battle..

It's dangerous just to have such a huge horde of zombies coming in..

“Let's take a closer look. lower your altitude.”

I ordered Macmillan.

“As I got closer, he gave me some gifts... … I brought enough gunpowder.?”

Macmillan grinned and nodded..

“Of course, your highness.!”

Giiiiiiing!

La Mancha lowered his altitude and approached the zombie horde..

At the same time, the bottom of the airship unfolded, dozens of machine guns exposed their barrels, and the fully loaded bombs were ready to be dropped for bombing..

“1We will bomb the car, followed by a second bombing, and then approach with strafing. hold on tight!”

La Mancha began carpet bombing, approaching the ground in an instant from the sky..

Zombies marching in a line were good prey to aim at. La Mancha walked honestly over them and rained down bombs..

Quagwang! Kugwagwagwagwang……!

The bombs that fell from the gift box fell one by one on the zombies' heads, creating huge explosions, flames, and smoke..

“Whiyu!”

I whistled without realizing it..

I felt refreshed. Long live the air force!

“Next, we will conduct a second bombing, switch to strafing, and lower the altitude.!”

I nodded while listening to Macmillan's report and looked at the ground..

“……?”

And then I discovered something strange..

Not only zombies caught in the explosion. Even all the zombies far away from the explosion site..

The eyes of the zombies, who had been looking straight ahead until just a moment ago, were open and blurry.…….

It was all lifted up into the sky and was staring straight at us..

The feeling of tens of thousands of pairs of eyes radiating ominous green energy looking at me at the same time was not a pleasant experience, even as a joke..

“……I have a bad feeling about this..”

And, judging from the experience of the past three years,.

Bad premonitions are always right..

I shouted urgently..

“2Car bombing canceled! raise your altitude!”

“yes?!”

“Don't talk nonsense, comfort me! right now-!”

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