#226
Immortal King vs. Hero Party (1)
Polluted warrior demons with dark blue blood all over their bodies attacked from all directions.
"Kwaek!"
"Ouch! "Gagging!"
Everyone's faces hardened when they saw their misery.
Not only did the demons completely lose their senses, their bodies were already half undead, but in return, their strength was strengthened to the point where it could not even be compared to before.
"…We can't delay any longer. "Let's go with all our might."
Immediately after Heinrich, who took the lead, finished speaking, "Blessing: Holy Sword" was activated, and the beautiful holy sword that emerged from his hand gave off a brilliant light.
At the same time, unprecedented power came into his body, and in an instant, all his abilities reached their limit.
Hwaaak –
Simply speaking, the mighty light of God forcibly elevates a person who has not yet reached transcendence to the pinnacle of humanity.
It also affected several skills such as "Great Blessing: Knight of Light" and "Blessing: Strong Body".
The aura that had been gently swaying around his body burned violently and even spread to those following him.
"Oh… this?"
"Uooot—! "Follow the warrior!"
"Rest in peace to our poor brothers!"
Although he didn't particularly use large-scale holy techniques, he was accustomed to using the holy sword and scattered a wide-range buff that encompassed the entire battlefield just by being there.
Not only does it provide mental support to eliminate fear and boost morale, but it also increases actual combat power, including increased physical ability.
This was also one of the reasons why warriors were revered.
A person chosen by God.
The hope and light of humanity.
The death squad chased away the attacking demons and followed the hero Heinrich in perfect order, delving into the city center engulfed in darkness.
"Misty. "Are you sure you're okay?"
"…I can't be the only one now, putting others in this situation. "But it won't be a hindrance, so don't worry."
After struggling to answer the question of the saintess at the center of the formation, Misty again casted a spell while holding a ritual tool made of bones and feathers.
Although I was already exhausted and my lifespan was decreasing in real time, I was still able to do enough to assist in activating the imprints engraved on the warriors.
Riesta let out a small sigh when she saw that she was overexerting herself.
But now it was impossible to stop it.
It would be for everyone's benefit to do your best during times when you only have to worry.
"Lord. "Please give your creatures, the lambs, the strength to stand up again when they are tired and to stand against injustice."
The holy law activated along with the saint's prayer enveloped everyone.
They moved forward at high speed thanks to several layers of overlapping buffs.
The target is a large building in the center of the city that gushes out a dark abyss even at this moment.
It was Baltheon's residence and the base where the Immortal King coiled his coils.
***
If the warrior party gave their best, it was not that difficult to reach the goal point.
Even though it is a situation where not only demons but also undead who seem to have been summoned from immortality are constantly attacking.
In addition, the evil energy spread throughout the city is constantly giving them strength.
Because we couldn't stop them at this level.
However, they moved forward step by step, conserving as much strength as possible.
Of course, that alone was overwhelming compared to the others.
"Horia Equistin."
With a small whisper from High Elf Lydia Granwood, an arrow imbued with the spirits of fire and wind was shot, turning the entire area into a sea of fire.
"Thunder Buster!"
Isea's spell at the end of the chant pierced the darkness covering the sky, and a spear of lightning struck the ground.
"Hmph!"
The spears of Zios were thrown out with great enthusiasm and exploded the heads of the attacking enemies all at once.
"Hahaha!"
Those that hit Harley's body, which was running like a bulldozer, bounced in all directions like bowling pins hit by a bowling ball.
Once the warrior party broke through the front, it was the southern warriors' job to penetrate the space, block the enemy's reinforcements, and open the way.
So that the protagonists of this fight, who will soon face the Immortal King, can reach their destination with as much strength as possible.
"Push it out! "The high point is not far away!"
"Keuek!"
"If you can't help, you can't be a hindrance. "This is our land, so open the way with your lives!"
The weapons of the warriors were all locked into the bodies of the demons, who had become stronger than monsters.
However, the demons who burned down to the last drop of their vitality did not die easily even if their heads were split open, and in the process, the damage to the warriors was steadily accumulating.
"Kagagak! Hehe!"
"Ahh—now sleep in peace, brother. "I will follow you soon."
[Kyaaagh—!]
In addition, the army of undead strengthened by the abyss continued endlessly.
Southern warriors were literally paving the way to the center with their own blood.
'…You're really determined, Hans. How can they turn humans into expendable items like this? 'How far are you going to fall?'
Using their sacrifice as a stepping stone, Heinrich, who only looked forward and moved forward, finally gritted his teeth when he saw his goal in front of him.
He gripped it tightly and swung the holy sword filled with anger.
For the sake of war, Warchief Baltheon forcibly injected madness into his warriors and turned them into 'berserkers.'
Just like when Harley first absorbed madness, that alone probably caused an explosive increase in physical abilities.
The difference was that not only were they stripped of control of their bodies, but they were also remodeled to strictly obey Baltheon's commands.
Still, there was a possibility that it could be reversed somehow, but Hans's 'death', which was additionally injected later, took away even the slightest possibility of revival.
Thanks to the madness that had already consumed their bodies, they did not become completely undead, but in reality, those demons were as good as already dead.
'Plus, the abyss spreading in the air is also a problem. It is said that the concentration is still low and the warriors who have received Riesta's blessing are holding on without difficulty, but I don't know what will happen if more time passes.'
Hans was the subject of the abyss and the undead army that was now spreading.
If we can defeat him… or even if we can't defeat him, if we can interfere with him, things will be much better than they are now.
After all, the best way to reduce damage was to reach him as quickly as possible.
'Right away like this…!'
but.
After all, things in this world don't always go as planned.
The central building they were targeting.
Now completely covered in black energy, in front of the main entrance passageway that can be seen as the entrance to the other world.
"Paha! "Yes, you have come this far."
A demon slightly smaller than Harley, covered in purple and black stains, blocked their path.
Next to them are a number of demons who are emitting more energy than the ones who attacked them so far.
"Baltheon…"
When Misty saw him, her pale face stiffened from excessive use of magic and she muttered lowly.
"Hehehe Misty. "I thought he would run away and live like a rat, but I didn't know he would show up on his own without fear like this."
"…is this what you wanted? To sacrifice not only oneself but also all those who follow to the Immortal King? They said it was for the glory of Chalcos. "As expected, it was just nonsense."
That was the justification of Baltheon, the former warchief.
The idea is to unite the forces of the South and advance north to escape this barren land and take over the rich land.
In the process, he oppressed tribes that wanted peace and pushed too much of a coercive policy of emphasizing war, and was eventually ousted.
"Ah, this is an accident I didn't expect. Originally, I had planned to take advantage of the continent's chaos to devour the southern part of the empire and enter into negotiations again."
He shrugged his shoulders indifferently to her argument, and then turned his head to quietly look at the demon warriors encroached on the abyss and the undead army that was continuously being replenished in the passage behind him.
"But this isn't too bad either."
Then, a somewhat twisted smile appeared on his face.
"South of the Empire? No, if the Immortal King and this strongest army work together, they can not just end in the south, but the entire empire! "We can destroy the Azerion Empire and open the era of the Chalcos Empire!"
A maddening glow blazed in the blood-red pupils in the center of the black eyes.
By burning the twisted beliefs and stubbornness that already have no trace of humanity left as fuel.
"…You're crazy. "If we join hands with the Immortal King who wants to turn the world into a land of death, all that remains is destruction."
"No, he is different from the previous Immortal King. That's a fact that even the saint there knows. "Isn't it because you knew that that you proposed that ridiculous bet in the first place?"
Because of that, even though he could have fought to the end, risking imprisonment, he ultimately chose to cooperate with the Immortal King.
That was his secret wish for decades, and it was his wish that he had longed for even as he entered into the oath of reverse heaven and opened the abyss.
"Hehehe—after we wipe out those damn imperial squires. This Baltheon is the first emperor of the Chalcos Empire…!"
However, his words were narcissistic and passionate.
"That's a lot of talk."
"What?"
It wasn't enough that it was cut off with the words of the person who suddenly interrupted.
Kwaang—!
"Oops!"
With the impact, he too flew like a missile, pierced through the walls and buildings in the middle, and disappeared beyond.
Cooung— boom! Kwaaaang—!
All that was left was a series of loud explosions coming from afar.
At that unexpected situation, the puzzled gazes of not only the humans but also the demons standing next to them were focused on one place at the same time.
The place where Baltheon was standing and giving a long speech a little while ago.
To the place where Harley is now with her fist outstretched with a sullen expression on her face.
"Oh that! "I don't care about the empire or anything, so let's just have a fight!"
Next, he looked around, raising the corners of his mouth with an expression of excitement.
Toward the demons who seemed nervous at the sudden action and prepared for battle all at once.
'Good good.'
Warchief Baltheon, who accepted the abyss and reached transcendence, is enough to satisfy you, but it also comes with three ultimate warriors who are stronger than before and a dozen demon warriors of a slightly lower level as bonuses.
What kind of feast is this!
"Phew… I think this could be quite fun, right?"
A wicked smile appeared on Harley's lips.
After completing the "Ultimate Evolutionary Lifeform" and reaching transcendence, he has not been able to fight a single satisfactory fight.
At best, the only thing you can do with the warrior party is to harass Hans' weak subordinates and beat up the occasional white giant.
What was Harley's purpose in coming here in the first place?
Wasn't it because you wanted a more brutal struggle with more blood and flesh?
In that sense, the prey in front of him seemed quite capable of satisfying his desires.
There was one thing that had to be prerequisite for a truly satisfying fight.
"Hey, leave this to me and go quickly. "You have to hurry, right?"
Puddudduk- kigiik!
Push –
The sound of metal being twisted came from Harley's body, which was heated up to its peak, and steam, which was created by burning an enormous amount of energy all at once, came out.
He blocked the passage in front of Baltheon and slowly turned his head to look at the warrior party with burning eyes.
It's as if he's asking me to take care of the rest since I'll be in charge of this.
Of course, the meaning contained in that gaze was completely different from that.
'These guys are mine! Because I already applied saliva! 'No one can give in, so get out now!'
Even Heinrich was looking at him with a shocked expression.
"Yes yes noooooom—! How dare you—!"
Baltheon's angry roar erupted from afar.
With a terrible wave that destroys all around in sync with the abyss spreading around.
"Oh, go quickly! By the way, it would be better for the girl over there to get away from here with her friends. "I can't take responsibility for what happens next."
However, Misty, who was quick to notice, was already hurriedly retreating back after gathering the warriors.
Heinrich also sighed and entered the building where Hans was with the warrior party…
"I'll kill you—!"
Kuwaaaang—!
At the same time, Harley came face to face with Baltheon, who had already come close to her.
"oh! That's great! While you're at it, tell your friends there to join in! Kahahahaha—!"
With a brighter smile than ever before.
***
Squeak— Squeak—
"Ugh, Harley, what is she doing again? "I think it will be a problem in a different way than Hans."
Even though Hugo complained, he continued training his body in the home gym according to his usual routine.
There was a lot of commotion going on every day in Outerica, but in Earth time, it had only been two days since the main body fell asleep.
Of course, there was no incident of this kind here, so he had nothing to do other than check the condition of the main body and move around as usual.
'Harris is the type of person who just sleeps and doesn't even participate in meetings. 'You never know what kind of accident Harley might get into.'
What do you do when an accident is shared?
In the first place, while doing something, I move my body without any foreshadowing, let alone thinking.
It was Harley who lived up to the saying, 'If your body is bad, your head will suffer'.
'Ah, anyway, it seems like the situation is slowly becoming dangerous. When does the body wake up? How could I have spent at least a day without incident…'
That was the time when Hugo was exercising and sighing anxiously.
In one of the most heavily guarded bedrooms in a mansion covered with all sorts of security. The fingers
of
the person who was lying dead on the bed moved slightly.
As if foreshadowing something that will happen soon.