Chapter 890 – #194_Typhoon(3)
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One.
Starting from the Hokkaido branch and the Seoul branch, which is the predicted first landing point, witches who pledged help from all over the world began to gather.
Since most of them were outcasts seeking restoration of citizenship, it was impossible to assemble using Gehenna’s ‘Gate’.
Therefore, witches who could use movement magic were gathered through flight, and witches who could not use military fighter jets as quickly as possible.
But time was running out.
The corps was moving southward at every moment, and it was an obvious fact that the Korean Peninsula, where the corps landed, would become a mess before the forces to respond head-on were gathered.
Therefore, after making a decision, Elroa delivered it to Lucien, the head of the Hokkaido branch.
“We will prepare for an interception until sufficient preparations are in place.”
Even though it lacks power, gather it and attack the side.
Through hit-and-run guerrilla warfare, they block the march as much as possible until reinforcements arrive.
It was a very high-risk operation, and it was accompanied by the risk of being destroyed individually before sufficient forces could be gathered.
It was said that it was a strategy that ordinary witches would avoid.
“Only witches who are confident in their skills should accept volunteers.”
If it were an army that moved according to orders, it would be possible to say ‘what if’, but if the witches were forced to do
There could be someone who escaped again.
While Lucien was busy running around recruiting volunteers, Rinne approached.
“Eloah, I am the messenger of the Numerology School. She gave me a memorial stone that had been interpreted.”
“Now?”
“Yes.”
The Memorial Stone obtained by Dorothy was not fully encrypted, so she entrusted the half of the process of interpreting the video to the Guardian School.
Since she made the request, there was nothing strange about handing over the result of decoding the code.
But now is the time before the storm.
Sending a quick message in a hurry at a time like this means that it is a matter of high importance.
Eloah and Rinne put their heads together and looked at the crystal ball.
Skip the place you saw last time.
The gorilla who turned his back on the group of monsters, that is, the owner of this memory, was running frantically looking back and forth as if he was anxious.
Eloah’s eyebrows gathered fiercely while watching the video carefully.
“Rinne, turn the time forward again.”
“…”
Rinne, who ran the video without saying anything, was also shocked this time.
There is a human-shaped shadow next to the stag, which raised its head high, not paying attention to the fleeing gorilla.
The silhouette of a ‘witch’ dressed up too luxuriously to be simply called a humanoid homunculus.
“Stop here.”
Enlarges a still image.
The video, which reflected the vision of the homunculus, more clearly this time revealed the identity of the witch standing next to her stag.
Coincidentally, she is a witch known to both Eloah and Rinne.
A witch who commands a homunculus with one side of her face distorted, who led the enemy knights who caused fear in Seoul in the past.
She was Paola Xochitl, nicknamed the ‘Witch of Heaven’ or the nickname ‘Witch of Cowardice’.
If it was the other day, she would have been confused.
Eloa must have taken care of it with her own hands, and how is Paola reviving after her make-up?
“It is a whisper.”
“Looks like it.”
But now it’s different.
While escaping from Hexsenacht, Siu and Rinne’s group encountered the Whispering Witch.
Then, he confirmed with his own two eyes the fragments of the whispering witch that had been shrouded in a veil.
According to Siwoo, the Witch of Whispers took on the form of Bianca Bellili and used her formal bow, the ‘Sky Bow’.
It was after speculation that Lilith’s magnetic magic was a duplicate of another witch’s magnetic magic.
Based on this, we can understand this case as well.
Why did something like the king of monsters suddenly appear?
Why did the king of monsters lead the homunculus army?
Presumably, the king of monsters is Lilith’s trickery, which is frantic all over the world regardless of the era.
I can’t guess the purpose or reason, but it’s proven that it’s even more dangerous.
“What are you going to do?”
“There is no way. I have to do what I have to do.”
But I can’t afford to put my plans on hold right now.
All they could do was block the landing of the corps as much as possible.
Elroa went to battle with her aspirants.
2.
Black waves curl and sway.
A thundercloud that covered the sky darkly poured out a storm with strong rain.
It must be the influence of the homunculus that causes disaster by its very existence.
A darkness that is difficult to distinguish even an inch ahead has descended, but the vision of the transcendental witch surpasses the state-of-the-art night vision goggles.
As a result, I was able to see the corps slowly moving along the wide horizon as if it were broad daylight.
Different shapes and forms.
From taking the form of easily recognizable monsters such as giant wolves, sea monsters, and birds with wings of fire.
From a chrome statue with a smooth surface to a sphere of flesh with a diameter of 1 km, even things that are hard to see as living things.
The procession of the stag and the monster who lead them in the center reminded me of the word Baekgwi Night in an old tale.
Although they didn’t move in perfect order like a well-trained army, Elroa could see that the monster corps were moving under fairly clever command, as reported.
A group of homunculus marching in one direction with enough distance between them.
This is a countermeasure against high-powered magic.
It is to prevent them from being blown away by unexpected high-powered magic.
Several words flowed between the witches who faced the Legion directly.
“Ha, is this right…”
“How are you? If you want to run away, you can run away as much as you like.”
“There is also Duke Tiphareth… There should be no problem.”
There were connections in the legion’s predicted path, or, in very rare cases, there were witches who wanted to prevent human sacrifice, but they were tempted by hasty resolutions and rewards rather than blazing warfare.
And the scene faced by the volunteers with half-hearted minds is grotesque enough to break their fighting spirit.
-Oh oh oh!
-Quooooo!
Cries resounded among the homunculi who discovered the witch group.
Even though the distance between them is several kilometers, the huge roar breaks the waves, splits the storm, and makes the black sea tremble.
“…”
Eloah looked back at her face, tidying up the hair on the side of her cheek that was clinging to her cheek from the downpour.
Her spirits had already waned.
This too is an understandable reaction.
As the average rank of witches rose, the number of witches killed by homunculus decreased significantly.
However, the opponent is a name that is approaching dozens.
They are not small puppets that have been degraded to earn pocket money for witches and have been disregarded, but they are objects that have been given a ‘name’ because they have not been subdued for a long time and have accumulated notoriety by preying on witches.
If they start to scatter, even Eloa will be out of control.
So it must be shown.
“Contract.”
Who they are with now.
Eloa’s sword shone.
Eloa’s role is to seize the opportunity and subdue the ‘king’.
Now that it’s just to buy time, you can’t use all your power and you shouldn’t do it.
The number of letters shining on the side of the sword is three.
In an instant, the swollen magical power is replaced with Eloa’s power.
A pink straight line crosses the bumpy, rough-moving surface of the water.
The protruding side and the narrowing distance in an instant.
“Kick?”
The first to notice Elroa’s charge was a man-sized dove in her business suit and monocle.
It’s a funny name called ‘gentleman pigeon’, but the terrifying monster that has suffered countless casualties for 200 years…
-Pop!
It flapped its wings and scattered white feathers along with a red explosion, just as it was in the posture it was about to use magic.
The moment it collided with Eloa’s strengthened body, it exploded like a dove hit by a baseball.
“What?”
“Duke, when did you go there?”
“Did I just kill you? All at once?”
The attention of the cluttered witch immediately turned to Duke Tiphareth.
The homunculus’ hunting is indeed similar to ‘hunting’.
This is because it would be reckless to face a homunculus head-on, with a weight class and magical power much larger than that of witches.
So it’s usually accompanied by tricks, such as spending enough time or wringing out the wisdom to outwit your lack of intelligence.
However, even the gentleman pigeons belonging to the weak side of the legion were able to explode with a single blow, and even with a physical bullet penetration.
-Quoo!
– Aaaaa!
Duke Tiphareth runs on the sea while leisurely avoiding the pursuit of the Homunculus, who riots as soon as he is attacked and pours out all kinds of magic.
If it doesn’t accept the match from the front, but when it sees an opening, it will rush at a fierce speed and repeat hit and run.
“How many people are you carrying… ?”
“Is that possible?”
Only then did the witches who were weighed down by the majesty of the Legion, whom they had never seen before, come to mind.
That the one who fights the monster on the front line is the best hunter who has hunted dozens of achievements and hundreds of homunculi.
“Look over there!”
And while Eloah hovers around her side to garner attention, there’s one witch digging the other side of her.
A sword witch holding two swords and wearing a kimono.
Understanding Eloa’s intentions, she cut through the gaps in her ranks and charged at the great bull.
The appearance of the bull, which is 5M in height, is the same as the Minotaur in mythology.
The menacing homunculus, with its muscles unique to beasts, swollen, made Rinne’s charge look like a reckless gait.
However, the bizarrely curved new model wraps around the Minotaur’s arm, making the muscular arm holding the axe in an instant tattered.
“Keew!!!”
It leaps up to the face of the Minotaur screaming in pain in an instant, thrusts a knife deep into its throat, and lands on the surface of the water like a butterfly.
“This… Might it be worth it?”
“The Sword Witch and Duke Tiphareth, can’t we become anything?”
“Where?”
“To support. Isn’t this a good opportunity?”
“It’s not an all-out war, if it’s just to buy time…”
Although it is only a small skirmish, the overwhelming majesty shown by the two erodes the anxiety.
From the witch who was contemplating her participation in the war to the witch who was considering escaping, all flew towards the battlefield.
