Paladin of the Dead God - Chapter 376



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Episode 376. Eternal Pale (2)

Kwadudududu!

The Avalanche Knights’ linkage was completely broken by the explosive charge of just two people, Isaac and Gebel. The avalanche that seemed to be sweeping away the Isacrea Knights had now completely stopped, and instead, the two swords turned into a fierce storm and went up against them.

The Avalanche Knights began to split in half.

Rottenhammer, who had been watching in disbelief, gave an urgent order.

“Follow the Grail Knights and Gebel!”

Knock! The Isacrea Knights immediately followed orders and clashed with the separated Death Knights. The Avalanche Knights, whose momentum was broken, were unable to regroup and began to retreat. The soldiers followed them, collecting the seriously injured and the dead and dragging them back.

In battles with the Undead Cult, casualties were as important as defeating the enemy. The wounded were healed by the hands of the priests, and the dead were quickly purified.

The Avalanche Knights were unable to easily turn the tide of battle after being shaken by Isaac’s counterattack.

[─────!]

At that moment, a scream of unknown meaning suddenly erupted. Then, Linde suddenly jumped out from the center of the Death Knight group and struck down Isaac, who was charging at her.

Thud. A heavy impact pinned Isaac to the ground.

Isaac felt Linde’s attack was much more forceful than before.

No, it was actually heavy. The moment Linde’s slashing sword struck Kachulin, all sorts of evil spirits poured out from inside. The evil spirits scratched Isaac’s body and pulled him to the floor. Isaac suddenly felt as if dozens of people were rushing over him and pulling him underground.

‘Doing something stupid.’

Isaac slashed at the demons with the sword energy in Cachulin while shaking off Linde’s urethra. The demons screamed and scattered in all directions. Gebel took advantage of the gap and swung his sword to cut off Linde’s spine.

However, Linde fiercely deflected the sword and continued her attack towards Isaac.

Isaac was puzzled by the fact that Linde’s attacks were focused on him and not Gebel. Of course, he was the strongest threat, but he thought that since they were the Avalanche Knights, they would naturally be obsessed with Gebel. In fact, when he first met Linde, she had shown no interest in Isaac at all.

‘no way…….’

This attack and the current situation can all be explained if it is not Linde’s will. Linde swung her urethra fiercely at Isaac and struck him.

Isaac discovered that the urethra possessed some sort of soul-eating ability, and that it was a relic that could use the soul of the user as a tool according to their will. It was a weapon that would terrify the orcs of the Orcan Discipline and the undead of the Undead Cult.

Linde unhesitatingly used the power of such an evil relic and launched a fierce attack at Isaac. Isaac tried to calmly strike Linde down, but as time passed, he felt Linde’s attacks becoming heavier and sharper.

Her movements were already on a different level than when she had previously fought her. Linde no longer used the swordsmanship of the Avalanche Knights.

He was just a drunken rascal, a battlefield monster, and a dancing grim reaper.

Linde’s movements, flailing and flailing like a doll with loose strings, were unpredictable. Linde herself had already been consumed by the urethra and was being used as a tool. If Linde broke through and landed in the middle of a group of knights, it was obvious that mass slaughter would occur.

‘I have to break that sword.’

However, it was a sword that had already withstood the sword of Cachulin. It was probably a very high-ranking relic, even if it was not at Cachulin’s level. Breaking it was not an easy task.

Only then did Isaac regain his composure and begin to seriously prepare to kill Linde.

I had intended to deal with her using only Avalanche Knights’ swordsmanship, but now that I knew that my opponent wasn’t Linde, there was no reason to do so. And my body was starting to feel the strain.

Using any advanced swordsmanship other than Isaac’s swordsmanship was still putting a strain on his body. His palms were already bursting and bleeding profusely.

Isaac summoned the hunter lurking within him.

Wooduk. With a long breath, his sword moved quickly.

No one present saw how Isaac moved.

Even Linde, who was in front.

The moment Isaac seemed to have fixed his grip on the sword, the distance and obstacles between him and Linde were erased.

Isaac quickly cut through Linde’s waist, spine, and neck, then plunged the knife into her philtrum and pulled out her skull. It was a simple move, like a hunter snatching a rabbit by its hair.

***

The soul does not reside in any one part of the body, but the undead still think and act as if they were alive. Linde’s body, which had lost control of her skull, collapsed limply. Even if she could somehow move, proper movement was impossible.

But Linde’s body did it.

Even though the bones in the major parts were clearly shattered and ‘connection’ was impossible, it used all the small bones to crawl away from Isaac like a marten. It was a movement impossible for a human. If it was possessed by a marten or a snake, it would be different.

At that moment, Linde’s mouth suddenly opened and she let out a strange sound.

[You are nothing more than a group relying on just one hero!]

It was Linde’s voice, but it wasn’t Linde’s tone. Something was speaking through Linde’s body.

[Because you came here, your comrades who went elsewhere are already dead!]

Isaac’s expression hardened. It was clear that he was referring to another divided alliance. His voice did not stop laughing.

“Isaac!”

Then Gebel shouted urgently.

“Isaac, Frost! Frost is coming!”

Tsk tsk tsk. Only then did Isaac notice the pure white frost encroaching from all directions. The frost that had covered the surrounding area had soon turned everything white except the battlefield where they were fiercely fighting.

The priests hastily lit the flames, and the injured knights began to chant loudly with difficulty. As the miraculously lit flames and warmth spread, the approaching frost stopped coming.

As the frost began to creep in, even the Death Knights stopped moving. The softly blowing wind, the fluttering dust, and even Linde’s laughter all froze as if frozen.

Soon the whole world was dyed white.

On the white ground, the only thing that had color was the flames lit by the Knights of Isacrea. However, even the priests had difficulty enduring the power of this great miracle, and began to shiver and sweat.

“Everyone, sing the hymn of Saint Arte!”

With Rottenhammer and the Knights Templar, who had been preparing for an unexpected battle, joining in the miracle, things were somewhat bearable. However, Isaac already knew what this situation meant.

An angel is coming.

In the cold silence and emptiness, an angel spreads his wings and flies.

Fooddudduk─ Isaac suddenly heard the sound of wings beating amidst the resounding hymns. It seemed like Isaac wasn’t the only one who heard it, and everyone’s eyes turned to the sky. A rippling shadow was cast on the sun that had been faintly showing its presence between the dark clouds.

The shadows were a flock of countless birds. Soon, the flock of birds covered the sun in blackness, creating an artificial eclipse. In this blasphemous and fearful scene, a pure white bird slowly descended to the ground.

A three-headed pigeon, without feathers or flesh, just a skeleton.

Isaac already knew what it was.

The eternal observer, ‘Pale’.

***

The angel ‘Pale’ sat on the shoulder of a Death Knight and silently watched the battlefield.

At that moment, Linde’s skull, still hanging on the tip of Isaac’s sword, screamed as if it was convulsing.

[The Eternal Watcher has arrived! Now you have only two choices! Become undead, or become a statue frozen here forever… … .]

At that moment, Linde’s words suddenly became lower. Pale began to stare at Linde’s skull. In the empty pupils, there was not even the blue light that the undead commonly possessed.

The pupils were so empty that I couldn’t even tell what they were thinking.

[Winter Devil.]

It was a clear and elegant voice, like the sound of a bell ringing. There were even soldiers who groaned at the unexpectedly beautiful voice. However, even her speech was not beautiful.

[shut up.]

The evil spirit that had been taking control of Linde’s body did as it was told.

Isaac groaned as he realized that the name of the urethra, or rather the name of the evil spirit dwelling within it, was Wintermaw.

Even within the Undead Order, the Winter Demon was a troublesome divine beast and sword. This evil spirit group, which only had human malice and hatred left behind, was an irritating presence to Beshek, who pursued ‘nobility’ even in his undead life.

But it was also natural that he wanted to resolve his hatred and resentment even at the cost of death, so he tolerated it to some extent.

At the time Isaac was playing the game, he was in the hands of another Death Knight, not Linde, so he was late in realizing it.

Winter Devil was literally a demon sword, no, a magic sword.

Isaac put down the silent Linde’s skull. It would be good to seal it, but the priests were all focused on the miracle, so there was no time for that. The opponent was an angel. He could not let his guard down for even a moment.

But Isaac felt different than before.

Even though the angels appeared, he didn’t feel as crushed by their presence as before. The dead December tried to suffocate Isaac to death with just their presence, and the other angels also made him want to kneel just by appearing.

‘But now… … I just feel like I’m a strong being.’

“pallor.”

Isaac took a deep breath and spoke to the angel.

“I thought you wouldn’t show up until the end, but I guess the result was unexpected?”

Pale did not answer, but instead tilted his head back and forth. The movements were so bird-like that Isaac felt a strange sense of strangeness. Why would a dead person imitate the actions of a living bird?

Pale looked at Isaac for a while and then opened his mouth.

[No, everything went according to plan.]

“Is the crushing defeat of the Avalanche Knights what you intended?”

[No, your division was what I wanted. Your allies are all defeated and in retreat. Your captains’ heads are on pikes, and I will rot them to pieces and turn them into slaves.]

“A lie that isn’t even funny.”

Isaac fired back without even a hint of shock or fear.

Isaac had already figured out the ‘situation’ through Hesabel and his followers when Wintermaw, who had borrowed Linde’s body, started talking nonsense. Although they were all in their own predicament, they were still far from defeat.

Pale tilted his head for a moment and then said.

[Hmm, how did you know? You don’t even seem to be a little shaken.]

Of course. Even if he hadn’t checked with his followers, Isaac wouldn’t have believed it. Isaac had taken every possible precaution to protect his allies.

It was so thorough that they only brought ‘Isaac’ to the Isacrea Knights’ side where Isaac was.

In other words, Isaac was left with only his bare body, without even his servants or relics.

Isaac’s allies are not so incompetent that they would be defeated to the extent that Pale declares so. Even if an angel appears, it would be the same.

“They are all heroes.”

Isaac snapped back as if he had heard a joke that wasn’t even funny.

“It’s not them who are expecting anything, it’s me. It’s thanks to them that I’m here as a hero, a Grail Knight, and not a monster. You should honestly be grateful to those people.”

Otherwise, they would all have been eaten.