Chapter 872 – Swamp in the Swampwood Forest (8)
If a human catches a dragon with a single sword, he deserves to be called a transcendent.
The power that humans who have reached that level is authority.
However, dragons have no problem stepping on humans even if they are not trained as much as they are. This was the case with monsters with high levels of danger that were classified as master classes.
Nord spoke as if he were looking at a few head monsters and the gods beyond.
“It’s not a super saiyan bargain sale, and the inflation is excessive, which makes me angry.
Anyway, if you go into the defense battle, it will be a composition that they can handle almost all enemies.
Of course, it is a fight between a martial arts champion and a middle school student. It’s not difficult to overcome the numerical difference, but anyone would be reluctant to fight consecutively against champions just one weight class below him.
He didn’t think he would lose even if that happened, but in the first place, Nord and the girls had no obligation to defeat all the monsters.
“Fortunately, the risk of the soldiers losing their lives is the enemy. Right? Doctor.”
When he called, Dana, who had been fiddling with her sacral necklace, sulked and held out her mouth.
“What. After all, are you telling me to work to the bone by myself?”
“What does this sister say? Haven’t you learned how to be extravagant after being a countess?”
Nord, who patted Dana on the back, saw the soldiers preparing for battle.
And the tokens of the followers they wear on their shoulders and chests.
“Really rich people. You’re investing with other people’s money.”
Just as money begets money, mana begets mana.
If you look at the ranking of the world’s richest people, don’t you see noblemen who ate with banks or loans? After thinking about it, he approached the busily moving captain of the guards.
‘You mean the flag? If that’s the case, feel free to use the one hanging on the wall over there.〉
As he looked away, the ancient flag of the Holy Empire fluttered in the wind.
“Well… The country name will change, so the flag will change sooner or later… What do you know?”
Nord pulled out a good-sized blue feather, tied it to his bryunark, and slung it over his shoulder. Then he looked like a jockey about to open a battle.
“A lot of them are coming. It will be more than Atlantis.”
He licked his thumb and stared down the single road in the valley lined with monsters.
“But from now on, you don’t have to go anywhere and ask if you’ve ever fought a war against them.”
The enemy was a monster that had no problem killing, and the power difference was at a level where there was no reason to lose. In other words, it is a war in which there is no need to be afraid.
Even if it included the fight with the gods in the future.
Fran and Nefertiti naturally stood next to Nord. It was a member who would throw himself into the war. Nord winked at Lalilura. She nodded her head as she meant to call if anything happened.
And before long, when the troops gathered.
─Whoop!!
They fluttered flags from their spearheads and jumped off the walls.
***
The scariest nightmare is the one you cannot wake from.
Azwishia’s escort, Martyus, believed so. He had been crushed by scissors many times, but he said that the nightmare he hated the most was the unbreakable dream he had while going back and forth between life and death due to a plague.
─Thump thump thump thump thump!!
Then he changed his mind now. Even the scariest dream was worse than a nightmare that came true. The tens of thousands of monsters advancing was like a bad dream.
Azwishia’s standing army is less than 1,000 strong.
Even that is too many to be in one territory. It is a large army that could not be maintained without receiving support from various territories in the peculiarity of fortress cities and borders.
This time, he recruited retired soldiers, long men and even mercenaries to fill up 2,000 people.
An old colleague giggled beside him. Small talk was disrespectful behavior, but what can you do? He was a brave enough soldier, as his tongues did not burst in the face of such horror.
Martius next observed the men standing outside the formation with just the three of them.
It was two wide-eyed beauties and a broad-shouldered man. He was an aristocrat who was dispatched by the Senate, but rumors about his unique appearance were already circulating in the barracks.
Nord von Wolfhedin. He was a warrior who was said to have risen to the rank of nobility only with his own skills.
Rumors of his achievements were said to be exaggerated, and to the point of questioning the magnates, but Martius hoped that all the rumors were true.
‘That way, the chances of surviving will increase even a little bit.’
Still, looking at that confident back, it seemed a little reassuring.
He is a man who is said to have built a success story that any commoner would envy. Unless he’s insane, wouldn’t he be involved in a losing war?
─Thump thump thump thump!!
It was when the advance of the army continued, and the first vanguard of the monsters exceeded the expected point.
Cried the pope, raising the bishop’s staff with the star sign on it.
Did his prayer even reach the sky?
The golden aurora, which does not match the season and temperature, spreads out across the sky and embraces the entire area like a curtain. A slender hand reached out from the heavens, where the sense of perspective was far away.
It was the same for both groups of people who were surprised and buzzed. Martyus, who received the blessing, almost missed the shield he held onto in surprise, so he said it all.
The black-haired goddess silently caressed the children on the ground with her blurry hands.
-Woe!!
As the touch swept through, it seemed like his body felt tired, like the refreshing fatigue right after a workout, but in the very next moment, a surprising vitality came to Martius.
The fatigue of the moment is like a lie, the divine protection as if a fairy tale has been changed into a jewel worth a gold coin!
It was a blessing for all of the 2,000 soldiers. All of them realized the miracle that would be absolutely impossible even for the pope with superhuman divine power.
This place where they gathered, this moment will be left as a legend or myth in the future.
─Flutter!! Nord raised the flag of Azwishia and shouted.
All the soldiers followed his every move with their eyes at the tremendous volume that seemed to shake the valley. The flag of the hometown fluttering from the window that combines its formative beauty and practicality.
Sensing that the faith he hadn’t had before was spontaneously born, Martius raised his spear.
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The mana emitted from the magic tools on the wall nestled in the shields they built.
As if the blessing of the goddess had taken away some of their stamina as well as fear, fear could no longer be found on the soldiers’ faces.
Dana, who bestowed blessings on them, lowered her hand.
“As I often think, Norr seems like your heir, not Odin.”
“I am also a god of lies, right? You should do this much.”
Loki giggled, who had developed the illusion of a goddess by referring to his old self.
Dana held the Shining Relic necklace. Jipyongsin’s sacred object
It was thanks to this holy object that she, still immature, was able to retrieve her mana and bestow her blessings just as much as she needed for her 2,000 soldiers.
“I was expecting to try a different use of the artifact, but this is mostly a child-watching role.”
Dana grumbled, but followed the soldiers with her eyes. It was to watch over her war situation and bestow stronger protection on those in danger with her own mana.
I doubted whether it was even necessary.
─Gwagwang!!!! The vanguard and shield soldiers clashed.
The protection of the goddess and the magic support in the shield shone. The soldiers, four on each shield, were not pushed back even by the rush of rock turtles weighing more than three tons.
“Chwichwiiiiik!!”
A lieutenant in Rap Planter’s army fired an arrow. The arrow, which overcame the height difference with the body of the rock turtle, was a murder weapon imbued with poison and magic of the tribe.
They fired thick ballistas from the top of the castle wall, but the difference in numbers was obvious. At least, magic launchers attached to ships were effective, but there were magicians at least among the lab planters.
─Wedge liquid!!
〈This fucker!〉
One of the squad leaders who was replacing the launcher’s mana storage device lowered his head hurriedly when he heard the wave siege. When the harpy’s feathers got stuck in the helmet, the hamstrings tingled.
The giggling harpies flew over their formations and into their heads.
Because of the distance, they haven’t been able to attack unless it’s a bitch that looks like a queen, but if you get closer, the wall becomes dangerous. The stream beyond the walls, too.
Instead of the commander of the guard who went down to the ground, the staff member who was in charge of commanding the wall gave a simple answer.
─Kwakwang!! The magic launcher turned the angle more and embroidered the sky.
It didn’t matter if it missed. Anyway, the valley backlands are full of damn monsters waiting for their turn right now, so it’s no good for harpies or rap planters.
The captain of the guards commanding in front of the wall shouted.
The front of Azwishia is a single road.
The number of both armies that can be attached at once is 1,000 to 2,000 at most! Even with a difference of nearly 10 times in total power, it was not difficult to endure for a while.
Still, it was only a brief stalemate.
If there was no way to reduce the number of enemies, the only way was to increase the time until death.
Captain Ho muttered earnestly as he waited for a move that would turn this delay into victory.
〈… Lady Tyrsi, please.”
“Chwichwik!! Chwik!!”
As if he had strangely misunderstood his wish, the Chief of Lab Planter gave the order. As the soil and rocks in the valley came together, they poured into the infantry like a howitzer.
The guards, from the captain to the end, all had their heads slammed into the shields. Just before the hailstones landed, Lalilura drew a circle with his finger.
Jjiik-!!
At that time, I found a rap planter vanguard who stepped on the shields of humans and climbed up.
The sight of a waterfall opening in the high sky like a zipper.
Kuhwaaaaa-!!
As the water connected to the nearby river falls from the sky, it converts the potential energy into kinetic energy. The quantity was more than enough to fill three or four large baths.
The rap planters, who had been waiting for a fight at the rear of the valley where explosives had been installed, were frightened by the pouring water. There were also monsters that died instantly by getting hit directly by the stream of water.
Tirsi, holding the wand, drew out a little of his power.
Even without entering the
Quagga gag gag gag-!!!!
From then on, it was almost a one-sided annihilation.
The power of Armasunas that converts ice into mana, the true value of 〈Breaking Ice Box〉!
It was a great magic that could be activated almost infinitely with minimal mana.
─ Kwahu Classes and Fruits and Fruits!
The ice ran rampant like a hungry ghost and tore the monsters in the rear area to pieces. Since her distance was a distance, she was not without mana consumption, but she alone could kill 10,000 of them.
The soldiers fighting on the wall were frightened by the casual conversation between Lalilura and Tirsi.
The conversation was as if women with unusual hobbies were discussing strategy in a cafe on a warm spring day, but the ice hell that was happening far behind was a stark reality.
‘Somehow, there were no reinforcements other than the priests… ‘
‘It’s not that reinforcements didn’t come, it was that we couldn’t recognize it even after seeing it.’
Could Tyrsi alone be able to defeat all of the Azwishia forces guarding the wall?
The soldiers who arrived at the correct answer without any basis would have been afraid of Tyrsi if they really realized the truth.
Tirsi, who saw their complexion, noticed too belatedly.
Because it was a desperate situation where their lives were at stake, the soldiers who saw Tirshi’s power beyond common sense only raised their sense of elation and morale like them.
But what if the soldiers did not directly realize the crisis in this war?
What if you sat comfortably on the wall like a third person and saw with your own eyes the Valkyries of Tirshina and Dana annihilating tens of thousands of armies?
Of course he was afraid of them.
‘Victory’ and ‘Execution’ have completely different feelings for viewers. Even if he won the fight, Tyrsi would not be considered a hero who brought victory to his homeland.
Even if he is remembered as a pronoun of carnage and a fearsome archmage.
〈… Anyway, a deep-seated person.〉
With a small smile on her face so she wouldn’t be seen by the soldiers – she didn’t want to be seen as a crazy woman laughing while killing monsters -, Tirshi followed her husband and her family’s back with her eyes.
─Damn it!! The supply and demand of monsters flying in vain.
When the spear blade emitted light, 3 or 4 lives were lost. The Nords, Francs, and Nefertiti, who received divine protection, marched through the battlefield without hesitation.
The young squad leader, who tried to warn them as they protruded without an escort, quickly shut up.
“Chueeeee?!”
─Let’s go, let’s go!
Colorful lights flew around and the aura sliced everything apart.
The spears flashed, the golem arms and great swords thicker than a human torso radiated aura, and the trail of a whip that was beautifully pinned like a flower pierced the formations of monsters like an excavator.
Even if three people passed by, there was enough space for two or three wagons to pass by.
─Excellent sorghum!!
The blood, flesh, and fragments of weapons from those who were monsters embroidered all over the place before pouring out.
Blood splattered from the mouth of the young squad leader who opened his mouth with a hee.
By the time he spit out, frightened by the disgusting taste, the Nord had already penetrated far ahead of the position the squad leader was trying to stop.
〈… …〉
In that moment, the squad leader, who had tasted the bitter blood, opened his mouth again.
─Quguaguagwang!!
From there, ice picks like temple pillars sprang up like goddesses splashing around, throwing fragments of rock turtles the size of houses into the sky.
Eventually he couldn’t help but mumble.
〈No fuck… What did we come down for?〉
I didn’t want to do anything like a soldier.
The squad leader, filled with sadness, sniffed his nose.
