Chapter 286
My Villains Episode 286
53. midnight sun(5)
As soon as I got out of bed after hearing Eson's voice of astonishment, a bundle appeared as if I had been waiting for it. With his help, I put on my plate armor and ran out of the communal house..
The scenery of the monastery we encountered was completely different from that during the day..
Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa—!
When I raised my head to hear the terrible screams of the dead, an unexpectedly dazzling light covered the sky..
A beautiful wave of light that can only be seen in the polar regions. It was Aurora.
“Ugh••••••
The bundle let out a strange sigh. All eyes were taken by the curtain of light that was based on the colors of gold and silver and mixed with white, blue, and red waves..
“‘It's a sacred barrier'.”
The scene I had only seen through the monitor became reality and came before my eyes. I've become so used to this strange sense of déjà vu that I was able to come to my senses by swallowing dry saliva once..
“What is the sacred barrier??”
“Priests make, um, magic circle bis is too much.”
Beyond the five-colored sacred barrier, all kinds of undead were ravaging the night sky..
The skull's eye area glowed blue, and the two remaining vertebrae scattered a gloomy blue light. There were about a dozen of them flying around, their teeth clinking, and not only was it bizarre, but I was completely out of my mind..
There were also high-ranking undead and demons, commonly called ghouls. It materialized as large as a troll and spewed out a cloud of black smoke, as if a dark cloud had been caught in a whirlwind and was tossing around..
Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa—!
The main characters of those terrible screams were ‘banshees’, ghosts wearing pale halos..
A girl with beautiful long hair, a girl with not yet lost breast fat, an old woman with a hooked nose and a wrinkled face - all of them were shedding bloody tears and screaming in frustration..
The banshee's voice is filled with evil energy, so hearing its screams usually makes one go crazy, panic, or become possessed..
However, the auspicious aurora, which originated from the ringed cross on the cathedral's spire, waved powerfully as if it would not allow even a single ounce of fraud. All the negative energy that the banshee emitted instantly melted like an ice cube dropped into boiling water..
“very cool.”
“It's cool?”
Before I knew it, Utequai was standing next to me, looking up at the sky with his chain whip draped over his shoulder..
“be right. It's a scenery to engrave in your head..”
“……Well, okay. Remember it well and draw it sometime later..”
“of course. I'm watching for that.”
Looking beyond the sacred barrier, Utequai smiled as he saw hazy spirits, banshees with wisps of fire, and flaming skulls and ghosts performing acrobatics..
“••••••Ugh.”
After all, he's crazy.
After regaining some of my composure, I brushed my hair and looked back at the front of the communal house. As if the self-managed security guard had done its job properly, half-asleep mercenaries were rolling out..
“When you come out, don't be lazy and check your equipment first! Donnell, you get the torch from the cart! By feeding it with sulfur!”
“Dagin, golman, you idiots! I left my helmet somewhere.!”
“Holy shit, what kind of shit is this at night??”
“The light that looks down on all things-”
Confire and Dervish hurried to get ready while kicking the butts of the newcomers, Fritz spat and swore, and Gidon looked up at the five-colored aurora and adjusted his rosary..
I have to slowly move to the wall, but I can't see some faces..
“……Where is Hayla??”
“If you're a lady, you're still in bed..”
Veteran Conwyer scratched his head beneath his helmet..
“Miss Rowan tried hard, but she just couldn't wake up... … . They say you have a hard time sleeping, so it looks like you're having a hard time waking up this early in the morning..”
Heyla, I knew he was a bit of a bitch, but... … Now I can't even sleep from doing this.?
As I cupped his forehead, Conwy smiled wryly and added,.
“I've sent Umberta, so she'll be here soon. The cathedral driver will be waiting for you, so please leave now..”
“……good. let's go.”
The walls and tower were brightly lit..
The garrison, a mixture of soldiers, monks, and believers, numbered less than a hundred people, but maintained high morale..
After all, they are believers of the Gwangmyeong Church and are guarding the sacred site. The common belief of the garrison gathered here was that if they meet their end while protecting the Holy Land, they will be embraced by the Lord and enjoy eternal glory..
“……Anyway, you all are really great..”
Standing on the gatehouse of the wall, I glanced at the fanatical soldiers and then spoke to Lord Kabar..
“Even after seeing that army, it seems like not a single one was scared..”
At dawn, when the snowstorm had subsided, the dazzling brilliance of the sacred barrier illuminated the entire area like day. Thanks to this, the scale of the army of the dead surrounding the cliffs in front and behind the monastery was vaguely revealed..
Sooooo—
An unpleasant voice that makes your heart sink just by hearing it. It was the sound of corpses staring blankly in this direction, swaying in the cold wind..
Thousands? No, maybe tens of thousands?
Corpses lay everywhere as far as the eye could see. I can't even count the number..
The scale is so enormous that it lacks realism. That's probably why the mercenaries standing on the wall chatted with blank faces..
“There's no reason to be scared, sir..”
The cathedral knight, Sir Kabar, had a calm face that did not change much from what he had seen during the day..
“The Lord is looking down. His light will lead us to victory, and even if we are defeated, he will fill the end with the light of glory. Why should I be scared??”
Yes, I am a fool for asking this question to the leader of this group of fanatics..
Lord Kabar must have read my expression, hmm, cleared his throat, and added:.
“Still, it is true that it is an unexpected situation. What on earth did they do to make the dead of that size suddenly appear?......
“It didn't appear out of nowhere..”
I looked closely at the undead army filling the area and pointed to one side. Zombies creeping out of the snowdrifts in the corner of the mountain…….
“You said you had a battle with them a week ago, right? From then on, I hid there
There must have been.”
“That's impossible. If there were that many undead hiding, there's no way the priests wouldn't have felt it..”
“They weren't hiding the undead, just the corpses..”
“……Only the body?”
I shrugged my shoulders at Sir Kabar's blank stare..
“Well, is there anything difficult? I took advantage of a blizzard to hide the zombies, then took their morale and turned them into corpses..”
“In that case, what the Lord is saying is, those numerous corpses must have arisen at once.
yo. this?”
“That's right, so to speak.”
“It's impossible. No matter how urgent these undead are, they can raise that many at once..”
It is the power of the ‘Crown of the Ancient Ruler’ that reduces the control required to control the undead, and the power of the ‘Bone Staff of Kurnugia’ is the power that increases the efficiency of necromancy..
Could it be said that they are truly unique level equipment that makes the impossible possible?.
But I couldn't give such a 'game-like' explanation, so I just scratched my eyebrows and gave a vague answer..
“He shook the eastern part of Mitergeland and the western part of the kingdom with his undead army. You have to have that much power to do something like that..”
“……Yes, that's right..”
‘To the cathedral knight who was muttering, “Is he really the king of death?”, I asked him another question..
“Where are all the priests??”
“Everyone, please be at the cathedral with Bishop Hekavenko… … . To keep the sacred barrier stable, many priests are needed.
Because I need it.”
Through the hesitation between words, it was possible to guess that the saint's absence had a negative impact on the operation of the sacred barrier..
Well, apart from his precognitive abilities, Saint Abel was a priest who had the same amount of divine power as an ordinary priest. If he had been alive, he would have easily maintained the sacred barrier by himself..
As I made a sad expression, Lord Kavar looked sideways at the fat tower behind him and continued..
“Don't worry though. There are two monks preparing in the back tower, so they should be able to handle most things..”
“It's quite a big deal... … . Does this include breaking through the sacred barrier??”
“that.”
Sir Kabar paused for a moment and then secretly sighed..
“…… Honestly, I can't guarantee. I witnessed a death knight with strange powers tearing the sacred barrier and harming the saint, so I can't say out loud that nothing will happen..”
His stiff face showed little expression, but it was easy to tell that he was depressed through his simple eyes..
“Sir Kavar.”
“So, I need your help..”
The cathedral knight, conscious of the soldiers' gaze, lowered his voice and whispered to me..
“I heard that the Lord and the Red Bear are a teammate that no one can match in the kingdom..”
“……Well, it’s not that we are lacking in skills..”
“I believe it. So, if a death knight tries to break through the sacred barrier, stop him with your red bear..”
“Death knights are undead. It would be advantageous to deal with Sir, who is a cathedral knight.……
“I already told you. That's different from a normal death knight. The divine power isn't working properly..”
That was tantamount to admitting one's own lack of strength..
It may have been a shameful remark for a military officer, but it seemed like a very acceptable attitude for a commander guarding the castle. So I smiled slightly and nodded..
“I will do as you say. I'm the death knight..”
“Really?”
“yes. Actually, what we discussed wasn't that different..”
“Do you have any plans??”
“There isn't even a plan... … . It's just that I was reluctant to go head-to-head with undead of that size, so I thought of something else..”
The moment Lord Kabar opened his mouth to say something, waves of corpses began to rippling..
Ughhh-
With the meaningless noise of zombies as background music, a group of people approached from afar, dividing the army..
Huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu-
A cold but musty wind gnawed at the curtain wall. A rotten corpse stings my nose.
I looked in that direction using the five-colored brilliance of the sacred barrier as a light, and I finally saw the guy..
Luke. A necromancer with the odd nickname ‘King of Death’.
He was wearing a purple satin cape like a high-ranking noble would wear, and was riding a Phantom Steed, no, a ghost steed..
Instead of holding the reins, he held up a white staff and wore a blue, rusty bronze crown. His white hair was neatly slicked back, and his chin was clean-shaven, just like when I first saw him in South Harbor..
If it weren't for the fifteen skeleton knights, four headless knights, and death knights surrounding him, it would have looked like a royal procession. Maybe I wanted to look like a great lord with twenty knights..
Anyway, the twenty-one ghostly steeds that appeared majestically, with walking corpses parting like the Red Sea, were in great shape..
Some mercenaries exclaimed their admiration without realizing it, and Fritz, the ponytail-haired man, said something with a puzzled expression on his face..
No, I was trying to babble. I was a little faster this time.
“Ha, you little bastard. The kid who will soon be behind will not be able to catch his form.”
The mercenaries' eyes focused on the impulsively spoken words..
I smiled and shrugged my shoulders..
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