Paladin of the Dead God - Chapter 314



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Episode 314. Taxes and Death Are Inescapable (4)

Booooooo… … .

A much lower and more sinister sound than the one heard in the secret passage was heard. It sounded like a trumpet, or like the sound of bubbles bursting. At the same time, a lukewarm wind blew.

An unpleasant sensation, as if one were riding on top of a creature with a hot body temperature.

The Abyss’s Grasp can be scaled to Isaac’s will, but it cannot summon anything larger than the colors beyond. So how big of a beast can it summon now that it is surrounded by colors on all sides?

Kukukuku… … Isaac felt a vibration as if an earthquake was occurring. It was the sound of the air shaking.

The harvester also seemed to sense something strange, so he stopped attacking Isaac and began to assess the situation. Since there was color everywhere, it was difficult to predict where the Abyss’s grasp would come from.

‘Where is it coming from? The wall? The floor?’

Neither.

The heavens were opening up.

Isaac thought for a moment that the curtain of the hidden ritual had broken. But it was not. The giant eye in the sky had merely lifted its eyelids. The bright yellow eye with a soft red light like the moon shook the air just by opening its eyes.

‘What the heck… … .’

Isaac realized that those eyes belonged to the owner of the ‘Abyss’s Grasp’.

Even though it was the one I summoned, just meeting eyes with it made my heart squelch and feel a crushing pressure.

At least it was an angel, or something comparable to an angel.

[Nameless chaos watches you.]

The nameless chaos forcibly released Isaac’s psychological pressure, allowing him to continue making calm judgments.

‘The Abyss’s Grasp borrowed the power of an angel?’

An angel belonging to the nameless chaos faith?

Given the immense power, it was understandable. Of course, it wasn’t like he was summoning all the angels, he was just borrowing one arm or one finger, but it was still an absurd amount of power.

But this time, it seemed like he had called out the shoulders and even the head.

Within moments, enormous tentacles began to slither down from the sky.

Kwarrrrrr! Each tentacle was as thick as a tower and as long as a lightning bolt.

Countless tentacles, each with its own lips, fingers, eyes, teeth, and claws, poured out, tearing and clawing at everything in sight.

It was a storm of terrifying tentacles.

Have you ever tried to catch a mosquito with your bare hands?

That’s exactly what happened to the harvester, except from the mosquito’s perspective.

It is not easy to catch a mosquito with bare hands. However, if a mosquito is caught properly even once, it will be crushed and crushed on the spot. The harvester’s scythe, swinging in a fitful manner, wounded and cut off a few tentacles, but compared to the overall size, the damage seemed to be no more than a mosquito bite.

And finally, the hand managed to catch the mosquito.

It is not known whether it is possible to kill the inevitable death. However, the moment the Abyss finally took hold of the Harvester’s scythe, it felt as if its transparent spirit was also falling into the tentacles’ grasp.

The harvester swung his scythe again in a fit of rage.

Isaac didn’t miss that gap. He quickly picked up Kachulain and ran down the tentacle that had descended to the ground. With Kachulain’s acceleration ability activated, Isaac reached the harvester’s nose in an instant.

Isaac unleashed a blast of black energy at the Harvester’s scythe, which was riddled with loopholes.

Passut, passut! With a sound like something breaking, Kachulin was instantly dyed black. As if Kachulin’s black energy had sucked up all the colors, the surrounding space was consumed by achromatic black and white. The ominous burning black energy split the world apart.

Isaac Sword: Horizon of Thought.

Kkwaddeuddeuk! A terrible sound I had never heard before rang out. Isaac witnessed the reaper’s scythe breaking before his eyes. The crushing pain from his whole body belatedly fed back, and Isaac barely managed to land as if he was falling.

The harvester who lost his scythe could no longer offer any resistance.

Within seconds, a horrible cracking sound was heard from the reaper wrapped in tentacles, along with the sound of something crumbling.

***

The Abyss’s Grasp lingered for a while in the spot where the Harvester had been before retreating.

Isaac looked at that sight and was reminded of Malmijal.

The sea squirt appears to be mindlessly drifting along with the ocean currents, but it is actually using its tentacles to devour plankton and animal protein. Its movements were reminiscent of that.

‘Did you eat the harvester?’

Isaac, who had lost all of his strength, wanted to wait for recovery and ask for something to eat.

The Horizon of Thought is a powerful sword technique, but every time it is used, the aftereffects are so severe that the muscles and nerves in the entire body are severed.

To a normal person, it’s no different from a suicide bomber that dies after one use. Isaac is just doing outrageous things because he believes in his regenerative abilities.

‘Once I get out of here, I’ll have to fill my stomach again.’

As the battle ended, the hidden ceremonial curtain slowly began to be drawn back, letting in sunlight.

Isaac barely managed to recover enough to stand up, leaning against Cachulain. His legs were still shaking, but he couldn’t be sure if the Harvester was really dead.

No, it’s questionable whether it’s something that can be killed in the first place.

‘Huh? Kachulain?’

It was then that Isaac realized that Cauline’s form was strange.

The moment the reaper’s scythe broke, the shards were stuck or stuck, and they were sticking out here and there. Thanks to this, Cachulin, which had seemed like a fairly good sword, took on a vicious appearance, like a sawed-off sword used by some evil mercenary.

Isaac quickly checked on Kachulain’s condition.

[Distorted Holy Sword Kachulin (EX+)]

[A real-life sword that Elril personally wielded on the battlefield. Made of a metal that does not exist in this world, it will not break or be damaged by anything. It can accelerate itself for a short period of time three times a day. If someone other than Elril’s great warrior holds it, it will stab its own neck.]

Up to this point, nothing has changed except the name. However, from here on, an explanation was added.

[Grail Knight Isaac absorbs some of the fragments of the Harvester’s Scythe as he destroys it. The sword’s energy becomes more powerful, and the life drain effect is additionally applied to the living, and the spirit strike effect is additionally applied to the dead.]

Isaac saw an item that mentioned his name for the first time. He didn’t know that it would be attached to the holy sword that Elril used while ‘corrupting’ it. Isaac’s actions left a mark on the history of Cachulain.

But Isaac was more scared than excited.

‘What if that crazy incestuous elf gets mad and asks what I did to his sword?’

For the time being, I thought I should keep my mouth shut and not bring it up in public. Although I had accidentally upgraded Cachulain, it was a welcome development.

Especially when you think about the many times you’ll encounter enemies of the Immortal Cult in the future.

Isaac put Cachulain in his scabbard… …and tried to put it back, but the parts that were sticking out like saw blades wouldn’t fit any further into the scabbard. Isaac nervously grabbed a random piece of cloth and wrapped Cachulain around it.

He headed straight to the place where the reaper’s scythe had broken, because he still couldn’t be sure that the reaper was dead.

‘First of all, the mission completion message didn’t appear.’

If I had killed the Harvester, the mission ‘Surviving the Harvester’ given by the nameless chaos should have been completed. As expected, as I approached the place where the scythe was broken, the scattered pieces of the scythe were writhing and gathering together.

“… … This is driving me crazy.”

Recovery will be completed in half a day at the earliest, or a day at the latest.

Even if you only check the part that has been restored, you can tell that it will not be as perfect in shape or size as before. However, even if only a part is restored, Isaac will never be able to sleep soundly for the rest of his life.

I thought about taking off a large piece of it and stealing it, but I didn’t want the piece to suddenly pop out and stab me in the back.

It was clear that eventually, it would recover and come after Isaac.

It’s impossible for Isaac to destroy everything by putting on a show every time.

In the end, you have to pay taxes.

***

As Isaac walked, wondering what to do, he arrived at the castle gate without realizing it.

And then, just then, my eyes met with Ethelred’s, who was walking in.

“Huh?”

“uh?”

Both were surprised by the sudden meeting, but Ethelred soon rode toward them with a bright smile.

“Teacher, it looks like you’re already done! I thought it might be because the ominous black pillar disappeared, but it’s you, Teacher. You’re amazing! What kind of evil being could have called something like that!”

“Ah, if it’s that black pillar, I summoned it.”

“Oh, really? You can even use such evil powers as your limbs. You are truly amazing, sir. To the powerful good, evil is only as useful as a kitchen knife.”

Ethelred seemed convinced, as if she had never doubted it for a moment.

Only then did Isaac look around. He had been so deep in thought that he had not been able to look around, but seeing that Aethelred had already arrived at the castle, it seemed that his plan had been successful.

“Did all the residents evacuate safely?”

“Yes! As instructed by the teacher, the Siero Dawn Army and the residents were safely evacuated outside the castle. All the rumors I heard on my way here were that the Siero Dawn Army was nothing more than a bunch of worthless beggars, but they were more passionate than the rumors, and Father Siero in particular seemed like a good person. I was surprised at how different it was from the rumors.”

“… … .”

Isaac decided not to bring up Siero’s past for now.

It seemed like the test for Siero had ended like this. Siero had finally succeeded in miraculously creating the fortune of Isaac.

“Oh, and prisoners… … I guess we should say, we captured one of the enemy leaders.”

“Are you a water monster?”

“Yes. Batena Krahn. The lord of the Lehe Plains, the king of Krahn. I cut off his head, but he’s alive? No, he’s moving… … ? Anyway, I’m leaving him here for now because it’s unfamiliar to me. The answer for the undead is to burn him, but Priest Siero asked me to leave him here for a while.”

Isaac opened his eyes wide and spoke quickly.

“Can I meet you sometime?”

***

The soldiers and knights of the Elril Kingdom were cutting down the zombies that were no longer under control as if they were cutting down corn stalks. They had to burn them before they could flow into other places and cause damage or spread disease. If they were left behind, there was a chance that other undead would appear and use them as soldiers.

Isaac went to the barracks where the head of Batena Krann was stored. Since it was the king’s body, it could not be left anywhere, so a temporary barracks had been set up to store it.

On one side of the barracks was the headless corpse of Batena Krann, and on the table was a head with its torso missing. It looked slightly older than Isaac remembered it from the game. Whether it was from corruption or the shock of betrayal, he couldn’t tell.

It was rotting and smelled terrible, but Isaac approached it without even frowning and was the first to offer his humble respect. Only then did Batena Krann, who had been quiet, slowly open her eyes.

“You are a Knight of the Holy Grail. I have heard of your reputation.”

It seemed that they had no trouble conversing even without lungs. In the first place, the undead did not speak with their voices, but rather made sounds through a miracle-like power. Therefore, those who became undead against their will were not even able to make sounds.

“Meet the King of Krann.”

“King of Krahn? Are you laughing at me? My fortress was taken by the scoundrels, and the scoundrels were driven out and fled. And now the foreigners and the pagans are fighting like lynxes. Now the Krahn fortress is like an empty house, and how can a king without territory be a king?”

“I will give it back to you.”

“what?”

Isaac said calmly.

“The King of Krann still stands proudly here. He may look a little different than before, but he is still a legitimate king. The Krann fortress is yours.”

Isaac was desperate to pay his taxes faithfully.

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