Paladin of the Dead God - Chapter 94



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Episode 94. Liberation Bishop (2)

When the guy who pooped showed his tentacles in front of his eyes, Isaac got angry again.

“It’s not… … It’s clearly a miracle of a different faith… … .”

But the argument did not continue any further.

What about anyone? He’s going to die anyway.

Isaac and Al Duazzad both thought so.

It was Isaac who moved first.

Isaac hit the ground and quickly narrowed the distance between him and Al Duazzad. Naturally, Al Duazzad, who had tried to prepare for a miracle, was embarrassed again.

‘With nothing to wear and no miracles?’

Although it was quite fast, it was too long to deal with a swordsman running bare-handed. Al Dua Jad aimed his skull at Isaac and recited his prayers.

The instant death curse was not used. A crazy person who avoided an instant death curse based on intuition couldn’t carelessly use a miracle that consumed a lot of power.

Instead, the chill that rose up from beneath the ground wrapped around Isaac’s ankles.

It was no ordinary cold. The chill used by the Immortal Church was a negative energy creeping up from the afterlife. Then, as if he had been waiting, Isaac scraped the floor with the Ruad Din key. The chill that had been scraped away by the heat of the Ruad Din key was driven away.

‘You don’t use miracles? But the key to Ruad Din is a bit of a pain.’

Still, it wasn’t a problem unless Isaac continued to use miracles. Isaac’s skills didn’t seem to be bad, but he was a Holy Grail Knight, and a person who couldn’t use miracles was no match for a priest. However, Al Duazzad paid attention and did not forget the powerful miracle that had scratched his back that he had bought earlier.

Isaac quickly rushed in front of Al Duazzad. Al-Duazzad calmly retreated quickly behind him, spiritualizing his body as if it were his mist.

Isaac’s blade grazed past in vain. Even before, Al Duazzad had avoided an unidentified attack by turning into a spirit.

However, Isaac continued his attack and used Isaac Sword: Eight Prongs.

Quad deud deuk! Al Duazzad was shocked as he saw the eight trajectories flying, tearing up the surrounding ground.

‘It’s not a miracle. But the momentum… … ?’

The ferocious force and cruel energy felt from the swordsmanship were similar to the miracle mentioned earlier.

And the end of the trajectory was aimed precisely at the point where Al Duazzad’s spiritual incarnation ended.

‘Do you already know the interval of spiritualization? ‘What kind of guy is this?’

Al Duazzad hurriedly memorized a prayer just before the incarnation was completed. One of the black patterns engraved on the band was burned away, creating another hole. The moment the spiritualization ended, the key to Ruad-Din flew in, aiming precisely at Al Duazzad’s skull and limbs.

But something suddenly appeared between him and Isaac. It suddenly appeared and hit Isaac hard, pushing him away.

Isaac’s eyebrows arched.

“Death Knight? no… … “It’s a Dullahan.”

It had armor similar to a Death Knight, a huge body, and a sword, but it had no head. Instead, black smoke that seemed to be burning was constantly rising from around her neck. Although he could not use miracles like the Death Knight, he was a being with comparable strength and swordsmanship skills.

To summon such a powerful being, mediation, ritual, and preparation were required. Up to this point, the ceremony had been held using the bonfire that had been lit earlier, but Al Duazzad had lost all the preparations due to Isaac sweeping it away.

‘Have you prepared prayers and offerings in advance on that altar?’

It was clear that it was quite a precious sacred item. I wanted it, but at the same time, I felt like it was annoying.

As a Liberation Bishop operating deep in enemy territory, Al Duazzad specialized in wandering alone and summoning and leading other beings when necessary. He didn’t want to give himself a chance to summon something like this, but he didn’t know he could summon it right away.

However, it was Al Duazzad who lost his composure.

‘I never thought I’d use up my bad cards so quickly… … .’

The Dullahan he summoned was a warrior of the Elil Church that he had accidentally acquired while creating a liberation zone.

As a group serving a god who became transcendent through force, the Elil Church was a group comprised entirely of warriors, without distinction between priests and paladins. The famous warrior there boasted tremendous skills, but Al Duazzad accidentally turned the newly buried warrior into a Dullahan after he died of old age.

Because conversion was impossible, he ended up becoming a Dullahan, but his skills were still outstanding. He cared about it that much, but he couldn’t help but bring it up when dealing with Isaac.

Al Duazzad smoothed out the scorched marks on his skull.

‘It’s not the work of a bright blue child.’

In the midst of confusion, Dullahan, whose summoning was completed, swung a sword as large as his body.

Isaac was not particularly embarrassed by the sudden appearance of the Dullahan and immediately began responding.

Jump, jump, jump! Unbelievable sounds rang out as swords clashing with swords.

Al Duazzad’s face distorted as he watched the battle. As expected, Dullahan’s skills were enough to corner Isaac in an instant, but the Ruad Din key was still a problem.

Dullahan’s efforts to push Isaac around were fruitless, and Dullahan’s sword quickly became a complete wreck.

However, even if he became undead, Dullahan was a skilled person. To overcome the inferiority of his equipment, he avoided clashing swords and looked for gaps. However, Isaac did not go along with the other person’s wishes.

As soon as he realized that his opponent was trying to avoid a confrontation, Isaac immediately went on the offensive and forced a confrontation of strength. Even Al Duazzad, who didn’t know much about swordsmanship, could tell that Isaac’s skills were above average.

Quad deuk, knock!

The moment the Dullahan’s sword finally broke, Isaac felt a hellish chill. It was not a metaphor, but a chill brought from hell by Al Duazzad. The surrounding grass and forests, which had been spring, were dead and frozen white.

Isaac had a hard time even moving properly under the curse, as if someone was clinging to his entire body and pulling it down. It would have been difficult for him to endure this much if it were not for the heat of the Ru ad-Din key.

‘Why aren’t you using miracles?’

Al Duazzad felt suspicious as he saw Isaac not using miracles until the end. Invoking the chill of hell is a high-level miracle, but there is no way to defeat it if you are a paladin or priest of the Code of Light who deals with heat and light. But Isaac still held on with his tenacity.

Blah blah blah. Isaac glared at Al Duazzad, breaking the frost on his body. Al Duazad felt eerie when he met those eyes.

‘It feels like I’m fighting with a veteran Holy Knight leader.’

Al Duazzad was anxious not to take any more time and forced Dullahan to finish Isaac. However, Dullahan was not attacking Isaac even when he took out his second weapon, the ax spear.

‘what?’

‘rich.’

Al Duazzad suddenly felt a strange will from Dullahan.

‘Do not disturb. ‘I can handle it myself.’

It was a Dullahan’s ego and will that he had never felt since becoming undead. The soul of the Elil warrior she had summoned and tried to awaken as her Death Knight now resided in Dullahan. Dullahan raised his ax spear towards Isaac with a strong desire to win.

As if in response, Isaac pulled out the Ruad Din key with difficulty.

Just as Isaac was caught up in the cold and was not in his best condition, Dullahan was not at his best as his body was not in its prime.

But regardless, the two clashed weapons right away.

***

Dullahan couldn’t remember his own name. He didn’t even think it was important.

When Al Duazzad ‘conscripted’ him from the tomb, he was able to avoid the conscription as a mighty warrior of Elil. However, Dullahan calmly accepted the conscription.

It wasn’t because I was afraid of death. This was because he died of old age.

In the Elil Church, which upholds honor, struggle, and courage, death due to aging was both a measure of how strong he was and also a shame.

If he had become an angel, his skills would have been proven, but that wasn’t the case. He didn’t like this ambiguous ending. So he tolerated his body being stolen and willingly entrusted his body to the Immortal Church.

Only for the eternal struggle.

Having cut down a lot of the Immortal Church and the Red Grail while alive, I thought it wouldn’t be a bad idea to die and test my skills by cutting down the Code of Light guys.

However, contrary to expectations, the days were only spent cutting down poor slash-and-burn farmers and barbarians. Dullahan was bored with this boring daily life and was slowly precipitating his consciousness. By becoming Al Duazzad’s puppet.

But today, Dullahan felt his hardened heart beating again.

Bang, crackle!

The two weapons collided and sparks flew out fiercely. However, the only thing that was cut down was the Dullahan’s ax spear. He felt regretful. It would have been nice if the weapon had been the one he used, if only it had been at a similar level.

Meanwhile, Isaac was intoxicated with a distant feeling.

For a while, he had no chance to fight a high-level swordsman.

All I saw was Leader Rottenhammer’s skills right before leaving the monastery. He had a Blood Knight, but that time ended all too quickly in the clutches of the Abyss.

However, the skill of the Dullahan in front of me, this headless knight, was quite impressive. His skills themselves may not be much different from the Paladins of the Code of Light, but he was showing a completely different type of movement.

Isaac was deliberately concentrating on blocking his opponent’s attacks and absorbing his sword skills like a dry sponge. It didn’t seem like the swordsmanship of an ordinary Death Knight. He seemed closer to the swordsmanship of the Elil Church than that. Isaac thought about that and then felt puzzled.

‘How can I tell this apart? ‘Is this also Carlsen Milter’s memory?’

Whatever it was, Isaac felt in real time that his swordsmanship skills, which had been stagnant for a while, were rapidly increasing.

When we first raided Al Duazzad and now when we are in the midst of fighting against the Dullahan. Although it was only a few minutes, Isaac was rapidly learning his opponent’s sword skills.

Meanwhile, the color of the Ruad Din key that Isaac was holding began to change to a strange color.

However, Isaac was so absorbed in the movement of the sword that he did not realize that fact.

For a moment, Isaac noticed that his sword was only slightly faster than the Dullahan’s sword.

Isaac realized that he had finally surpassed a certain level of swordsmanship.

“I think I know a little bit.”

“hmm?”

As Isaac muttered, Al Duazzad tilted his head as if puzzled. Although it was only for a moment, the key to Ruad Din, which was supposed to be burning scarlet, seemed to glow in a different color.

‘No, no way…’ … No way. A paladin from the Code of Light is like that?’

At that moment, Isaac’s sword curved like a snake and instantly wrapped around Dullahan’s ax spear.

Quad deuk.

Dullahan was surprised and intrigued by the unrealistic movement and tried to shake off Isaac’s sword. But he couldn’t do that the moment Isaac’s sword climbed up the ax spear and bit his wrist.

It was like a snake burrowing and eating the world.

Isaac’s sword, which bit off his wrist and broke his arm, pierced the Dullahan’s chest in one go.

Wow. Exactly in the center.

This was where the Dullahan’s cold heart remained hidden inside the armor. My heart burned in an instant, and the inside of my armor was filled with heat.

The headless Dullahan did not scream.

Isaac, still in a distant mood, slashed his sword horizontally. Isaac’s sword spun, tearing the Dullahan’s chest like a piece of paper.

At this moment, Isaac’s swordsmanship was clearly exceeding his physical limits.

His sword tore through bone and metal with a force that seemed to chew rather than cut.

Dullahan felt as if the sword was swallowing him rather than cutting him.

‘That’s a great skill.’

Dullahan was honestly amazed as he faced his second death.

Finally, his life, which had ended in vain, came to a proper end.

***

“how… … ?”

Al Duazzad did not even understand how Dullahan fell.

Just a moment ago, I thought Dullahan was pushing Isaac, but Isaac mumbled something and knocked him down in an instant. I wondered if it was a miracle, but it didn’t look like a miracle from the Code of Light.

Although it was only for a moment, the color of Isaac’s sword changed.

‘Black energy? Isn’t the sword technique a miracle of Elil? Wasn’t he a Paladin of the Code of Light?’