Chapter 486 – War (1)
While I was moving forward, wondering if releasing the succubi was really the best thing to do, I saw a huge… Red barrier.
And, the people who became the mediators of that barrier were also seen.
The sight of people dying with holes in their limbs and blood loss.
The blood coming out of their bodies formed a barrier.
Blood magic.
It was a magic used by vampires.
“—!”
“-!”
“—!”
From below, I could hear the vampires who had apparently opened the barriers shouting something.
The vampires who make a fuss, saying it’s a dragon or something, soon start using magic.
Wooooow…!
Above the blood-red barrier, numerous magic circles… Magic circles written in blood could be seen being drawn.
Yet.
I’ve seen it before… Huge spears made of blood were created and rushed towards us.
Of course, we didn’t sit still either.
Ugh…!
Here too, magic circles created by nine dragons were embroidered in the air.
And, the hundreds of magics pouring out from the magic circles spread out like that intercept the rushing blood spears.
Kwajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajajaja!
Blood splatters and evaporates.
And.
“The barrier has been lifted!”
As soon as he saw the barrier, Hoaran, who was holding the seal, shouted and the huge barrier embroidered in red collapsed.
Sigh…
Blood-red rain scatters on the ground toward the collapsing barrier.
The dragons roared.
ㅡQuaaaaa
Nine streams of breath pour into the ground.
And then everything was erased.
The greatest blow delivered by those who were brutally killed, vampires, and dragons.
It is erased by the breath and disappears.
“…”
I’ve seen the breath exhaled by a bone dragon, but it’s not just a skeletal dragon, it’s a real dragon.
To be honest, it is not enough to say that the power of the breath of each of the ancient dragons was truly incredible.
The ground is glassed by the dragon that breathes fire, and the ground melts by the dragon that breathes poison.
Everything was frozen by the dragon that breathed ice, and everything was devastated by the dragon that breathed wind.
Naturally, hundreds of vampires who were struck by such attacks, as many as nine at once, were reduced to ashes and scattered.
With this, I was able to re-enter anyway.
And, it was then.
Quaaaaa!
It came flying in with a huge, wind-shattering sound.
What immediately made the dragons who tried to respond and intercept it pause… Was a lump of meat.
A shot put made of meat, made by bringing together hundreds of people.
The problem was that the piece of meat was still ‘alive.’
It flew in with the huge power that was there and the flames that ignited as it flew in, along with the smell of burning flesh.
Not just one, but several shot puts in a row.
“Excuse me!”
Unlike me and the dragons who stopped at that terrible image, Carmina stood up quickly and struck the dragon with her staff.
Then, dozens of summoning circles were drawn in the air and golden warriors jumped out.
“Shoot!”
Tsuuuuung!
The weapons they each hold.
He grabbed his spear and bow and fired at the shot put made of flying meat.
Puffpuffpuffpuff!
“ㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡ!”
As it is torn apart and exploded, flesh and blood are shrieked and crushed. Crushed bone fragments are scattered in all directions, falling down.
“What are you doing, dragons! It’s war! Don’t hesitate! Attack everything that flies at you! If you pity them, grant them rest yourself!”
War.
Okay.
War.
I regained my composure.
It was just as Carmina said.
It wasn’t something that would end with just one madman being beaten down.
There was a force that followed the madman, who was influenced, persuaded, or subdued by force.
And, they were just as crazy.
Vampires who draw blood from the living, kill them, and open a barrier.
Even those who shoot people alive and whose identities are yet to be seen.
It was a war with madmen.
“Here they come again, dragons!”
This time, the dragons were not embarrassed by the shot put made of the meat of the living, flying again.
I didn’t hesitate.
All at once, the dragons unleash their magic.
Quaaaaa!
Shot puts rained down, burned, frozen, and falling.
And.
“–There it is!”
As Carmina shouted and waved her staff, the golden warriors all threw their bows and spears at the place.
With my enhanced vision, I could see it too.
Crumble, crunch.
The trolls were carrying shot put made of huge pieces of meat from something like a catapult and firing them.
Kwaja Jajajak!
Those trolls were crushed and fell by the arrows and spears fired by the golden warriors.
However, a larger number of trolls were seen moving chunks of meat onto the catapult again without any heed.
…Patanel.
They were the trolls of his tribe.
And, I also saw a guy whipping those Patanel trolls.
Baal.
One of their executives.
The divine ogre must have sensed my gaze and howled.
“Kraaaaa!”
Then, he grabbed the troll that was carrying the meat shot put to launch the catapult and threw it towards us.
At that time, Carmina shouted.
“Burn it with all your might!”
I figured out the reason when I saw the shot put made of flying meat chunks.
Divinity was present.
The shot put, imbued with Baal’s power and divinity, was flying straight ahead, retaining its power and the strength of a monster that had reached the level of a demigod.
And.
At Carmina’s shout, the dragons all took a breath.
Dragon’s maximum power.
To let out a breath.
ㅡPuhwaaaaa!
The breaths emitted by nine ancient dragons blocked the incoming shot put… And soon began to push back.
One after another, Baal began to lose out more and more to the shot put he was throwing.
It had to be that way.
Each one of them was a dragon powerful enough to destroy the city by burning it, freezing it, and poisoning it.
In the end, they were just creatures in the mortal class.
Although each individual is much stronger than a superhuman, they are narrowly lacking in the realm of a transcendent… A demigod.
On the other hand, Baal is a demigod.
It deals with divinity, the power that can destroy the magic and magical powers of mortal dragons.
Unlike the times when we had no choice but to control our power to a certain extent in order not to be trapped in the boundary of the dimension and be in trouble…
Even the dragons had no choice but to be pushed back by Baal’s attacks from the outside, spouting divinity without paying attention to what was going on around him.
So.
“Hero!”
“Okay.”
It was my job to deal with that.
Among the items I received from Ariad, I held the branch of the World Tree in my hand.
『Grow up.』
Growth.
The racial ability received from Ariad, which allows plants to grow, is imbued with divinity.
It contains my power and growth.
OK.
Wooooow.
The branches of the World Tree grew.
Hugely, hugely.
In the shape I want, in the form I want, for the purpose I want.
Crunchy, crunchy…!
“When everyone gives the signal, hold your breath all at once! Leave the defense to you! “You guys, focus on paving the way for heroes!”
Looking at me like that, Carmina gives instructions.
Warlord.
Also, in the war against countless demigods and gods, the dragons obeyed the majesty in the voice of the pharaoh who roamed the battlefield for over several decades.
And, the time has come.
“Now is the time!”
At Carmina’s signal, the dragons all stopped breathing.
The golden warriors fired arrows and spears at the flying chunks of meat, not burning, freezing, or melting even with their breath.
Quad deud deuk!
Chunks of meat fall as arrows and spears are fired by warriors shining with sacred golden light.
Meanwhile, I.
Crackling, I grabbed hold of the branches of the World Tree.
After eating my divinity, it grew and grew… And turned into a spear that could pierce anything, and I aimed it at Baal.
Jiiiiing…!
Two arms and legs.
A pattern appeared above it.
Witchcraft imprints engraved on my bones.
Those things imbued with divinity gave me strength.
There…
The monstrous power of a werewolf and the physical strength of an oni are also imbued with divinity, and are amplified several times, tens of times, and added to my body.
Twisting…!
I twisted my back. And, I fired it.
Kwakwagagagaga…!
“Kooooo…!”
The dragon that had become my stepping stone twisted its body due to the powerful force.
The scales of the dragon I was trampling on cracked with a crackling sound.
With that much force, I shot the tree branch with that much force.
Fuqua-aaaaa!
It’s as if they can freely use their divinity.
It was the same here.
Kkkk!
Even as it was flying, the wooden spear continued to grow, becoming increasingly larger, and despite this, the wooden spear did not lose its strength or speed and continued to grow.
Even faster.
More solidly.
The branches of the World Tree grew as they changed their shape sharper and sharper, and before we knew it, they had grown into something as big as a building and crashed into the ground.
