The Soldier Shouted Save - Chapter 95



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The soldier shouted save (95)

The situation changes when Erendi’s black magic pierces Durahan’s abdomen.

“Huh, huh!”

The knights push away the Dullahan while exhaling heavily.

Erendi raises her voice again.

“Wariantia!”

A magic that mutates the body, one of the symbols of a black magician.

Bubbles rise from Durahan’s body and swell up into a huge mass.

-phut!

The swelling skin explodes like a firecracker.

The knights find gaps in the pouring flesh.

“This way, this way!”

As the number of Dullahan decreased, their radius of action expanded.

The knights swing their swords to shake off the Dullahan, then turn their backs and run away.

“Gasp, gasp… … .”

Run with all your might for about 5 minutes.

“Hey, it seems like you’re not following me anymore… … .”

The knight grabs Erendi by the collar as she looks back in relief.

“Erendy! Why did you lie to us?!”

“… … .”

“I’m asking why you hid the fact that you’re a warlock!”

As the knight swings his arms roughly, Erendi’s body is pushed away helplessly.

Erendi says, lowering her head.

“… … I was scared. Black magicians are hated on the continent… … .”

-Bam!

At those words, the knight could not control his anger and kicked the floor and shouted.

“That can’t be an excuse! Why didn’t you trust us? We trusted you with our backs!”

The reason the knight was angry was not because Erendi was a warlock.

“I’ll tell you one last time. It doesn’t matter to you that you’re a warlock!”

“……yes?”

“Do not let false information cloud your judgment! If you do not know the wizard’s main magic, the knight cannot swing his sword with confidence. Do you understand?”

“… … I will keep that in mind.”

The knight speaks as he passes the warlock.

“Next time, please give me proper support using black magic.”

“……yes!”

The bond that existed through life and death was not easily broken.

The punitive force was not divided even with the palace spies and black magicians by their side.

“Erendy! How far is the next tower?”

“Just walk for about 3 more minutes and you’ll see it!”

Stay alert and keep in touch, then take up your second operational position.

“Let’s start right away. Erendi, prepare your magic.”

At my direction, Erendi tells me the black magic she will use.

“… … Okay. Please stop the skeleton’s movements for about 3 minutes.”

The knight smiles and readjusts his sword.

“Great magic, Warlock. Since there are no more leftovers, I will definitely subdue Dullahan this time.”

Both the knight and the warlock volunteered to buy time.

If so, there was only one role left.

“I will destroy the tower. When the pieces of the tower fall from above, shake off the undead and retreat immediately.”

It was a situation where every second counted.

After preparing to run, he watches Erendi.

Black magic gathered in his hands.

“Immovitas!”

With Erendi’s scream, he kicks the ground and runs towards the tower.

‘More than the first.’

A monster made of white bones that fills the field of vision.

But the skeleton just stood there blankly and didn’t run towards me.

“Ugh, ugh… … We have to hurry!”

Erendi’s black magic stopped over a thousand skeletons.

―“… … .”

However, the Durahans block the steps towards the tower.

-Whoosh!

A black trail heading towards me.

But there was no need to strike that sword.

“Keep running! They won’t stop you from this side!”

The knights fly forward and push the Dullahan away with their shoulders.

“Ugh, ugh! Don’t worry about this either!”

A path is made by desperately striking the Durahan’s sword.

Repay the opportunities they have provided.

‘A little more. Quickly.’

Don’t slow down your running speed.

Until the sword can no longer withstand the mana.

Explodes condensed mana.

-Paaaaaaah!

A long sword blade that pierces through the sword body.

Draw a horizon line at the same speed you were running at.

-Whew!

A blue trail that cuts down the tower.

-Pfft!

The tower of corpses, which had been gradually collapsing, tilts completely and heads toward the ground.

“Sir Allen has destroyed the tower! Everyone, stand down!”

There was no need to raise your voice.

As soon as they saw the tower collapse, the knights quickly pushed back the undead.

“Erendy, get on me!”

“Go, thank you.”

The knight carries the slow-moving Erendi on his back and runs towards the final destination.

“… … Is the other side here yet?”

Where the fifth tower is visible.

We arrived at the agreed meeting place, but Park Min-cheol’s squad was nowhere to be seen.

“Park Min-cheol, you have arrived at the fifth tower. Are you coming now?”

Use the microphone privilege to convey the situation and watch the party window to wait for a response.

The empty seat indicator will blink twice to indicate ‘no’.

“Then, in the process of destroying the second tower… … .”

Before I could finish speaking, the ‘Avoid Seat’ sign began blinking rapidly.

A sign of danger.

Turn your head quickly.

“Erendy! How long has it been since you broke the first tower?”

“… … About twenty minutes have passed, Sir Allen.”

“Wait here! I’ll go support the other side by myself!”

The knights look displeased at my words.

“If you need help, we can help you too… … .”

The knights had no choice but to stop talking and stand still.

-widely!

Running at an unstoppable speed, with mana exploding on your legs.

We increased our speed, being careful not to lose our bearings, and Park Min-cheol came into view.

‘There was a reason I was late.’

The situation was easy to understand.

“Ugh, ugh!”

Park Min-cheol is seen holding the Death Knight’s sword alone.

“Destroy the tower quickly!!”

He shouted urgently, but the rest of the squad was in no position to destroy the tower.

“Ah, Eruptio!”

Oben’s explosive magic was cast in a hurry.

The magic wasn’t directed at the tower.

It was a magic aimed at the Dullahan and skeletons rushing towards him.

“Oh, damn it!”

“Ugh, ugh! There’s too much!”

It was easy to understand the situation.

The problem arose because the best player, Park Min-cheol, was tied up with Death Knight.

-widely!

Quickly hit the floor.

“Oh, Allen?”

Passing Park Min-cheol, we head towards the punitive force, which is struggling and surrounded by Dullahan and skeletons.

“Everyone, run to the meeting place!”

“But the tower is still… … .”

I push my magic power into the Azure Dragon Sword once more.

-Paaaaaat!

The Azure Dragon Sword, unable to withstand the explosive mana, emits sword energy.

-Whoosh!

Swing your arms at the same speed you were running at.

-Kwaaaaang!

A blue trail that cuts down the tower.

I was trying to turn my back quickly,

“…what?”

Suddenly I feel weak in my legs.

‘… … Is this the mana exhaustion that Hye-rin was experiencing?’

I feel weak and have uncontrollable nausea.

I felt dizzy and had difficulty keeping my balance.

“Hey, get over here!”

The body floats in the air.

Junseok Rodlier carries me on his back and starts galloping through the wasteland.

“Mincheol! You get out too!”

Park Min-cheol glances at us, dodges the Death Knight’s sword, and holds something in his hand.

“Interaction!”

As he shouts, golden light emanates from the relic.

-Pfft!

The intense divine power was directed towards the bottom of the Death Knight.

-Hehehehehe!

The Death Knight’s heavy armored horse breaks its legs as it fails to overcome the divine power.

“……let’s go.”

Return to the meeting place with Park Min-cheol’s squad.

“Ah, Sir Allen!”

“What on earth is going on?”

He speaks, trying to calm his rumbling stomach.

“I think I’m just exhausted.”

“… …Can a knight also suffer from mana exhaustion?”

“I just found out about this too.”

Another misfortune befalls the punitive force, who are looking anxious.

“Can you help me? I think I’ll have to cut off your arm.”

“Hey, Mincheol! What is that… … .”

Park Min-cheol reveals the wound he had been covering with his hand.

His arm, which was undergoing undeath, was visible.

“… … I’m sorry. I allowed the Death Knight to attack once.”

“Hey, didn’t Death Knight get kicked out by Sir Allen and Sir Mincheol?!”

“… … Since it wasn’t tied up as a holy relic, the fixed aggro was released. More importantly, we need to quickly cut off the arm before the undead spreads any further.”

A situation where the arm of Park Min-cheol, who had been playing the role of leader, had to be cut off.

When everyone was hesitating and rolling their eyes.

Someone raised a sword high.

“People from another world, grit your teeth and endure it.”

-Phew!

The knight’s sword flies through the sky with a purple arm.

“Ugh, ugh… … .”

As Park Min-cheol, now one-armed, kneels down, Jun-seok Rodlier shouts at Oben.

“Healing magic! Healing magic quickly… … .”

“How can I use such difficult magic!”

“Hurry up and stop the bleeding!”

I tried to apply pressure to the cut area with my clothes, but the bleeding did not stop easily.

At a time when there is no more delay, he raises his voice towards Erendi.

“Erendy, burn the wound with fire magic!”

Erendi nodded and carefully placed her hand on the wound.

“… … This, Ignis.”

-Chiiiiiiiiik.

As Park Min-cheol’s flesh ripens, the smell of grilling meat spreads everywhere.

But Park Min-cheol only frowned and didn’t even groan.

“… … Let’s go, there’s no time now.”

The ten-member punitive force regroups and heads towards the fifth tower.

“Erendy, how much time do we have left?”

“… … There are about 6 minutes left now.”

I am in a desperate situation where I am exhausted from mana exhaustion and Park Min-cheol has lost an arm.

But the punitive force did not lose their will.

“As we had planned, our knights will attract Richie’s attention.”

There was no time to modify the pre-planned operation.

The knights, swallowing their saliva, slowly advance towards the tower.

―“… … .”

He rises from his throne of bones.

Rich.

He says, moving his jaw down.

―“Gather.”

-Clang, clang.

The bones scattered on the floor are transformed into a doll in an instant.

Thousands, if not hundreds of thousands of skeletons form a white sea.

“… … Doesn’t it seem like there are more?”

In any situation, there was no choice but to back down.

He speaks while holding Croa’s dagger in his hand.

“If you can’t do it, I’ll do it myself.”

“… … No, we can do it. Let’s leave at the same time.”

Park Min-cheol, holding the holy relic with one arm, sends a glance.

The signal to depart.

-Pot!

Junseok Rodlier’s silver arrow is aimed at Richie.

“We’ll stop it, so run!”

When the knights shrug their shoulders and gather attention.

-widely!

Run, kicking the floor.

“Just reach it somehow! Shove the relic into Lich’s body!”

The holy relic can stop Lich for about 2 minutes.

If we could secure 2 minutes, we could easily destroy the last tower.

“Grandis Procella!”

“Wariantia!”

A typhoon created by Oben blows away the skeleton.

Erendi transforms the skeleton’s body to create a passage to the destination.

‘now!’

Throw Croa’s dagger at Lich in front of him.

-Whoosh!

A dagger aimed at the bastard’s chest bone.

―“Misus.”

“Ugh, ugh!”

A lich who shoots a black beam of light at the knights.

He turns his gaze to the flying dagger.

―“Anastasis.”

Black magic of unknown origin.

Before the magic takes effect, two objects are directed at the creature.

Croa’s dagger and the holy relic thrown by Park Min-cheol.

Two divine forces touch the bastard’s bones.

-Paaaaaat!

A divine power that turns the sky golden.

―“… … .”

Richie’s red pupils briefly lose their color.

“All right! Now let’s destroy the last tower… … .”

A lich that stopped moving with a golden light.

But just like him, we couldn’t move our bodies.

-Dakdak, dakdak.

The sounds of terrifying footsteps can be heard everywhere.

Park Min-cheol shakes his head with a pale face.

“W, this is ridiculous… … . How can there be so many Death Knights… … .”

It wasn’t just one or two.

Thirty death knights walk out from behind Lich.

“T, this can’t be happening… … .”

“… … Ha, haha, it was impossible to come back alive from the beginning!”

When the punitive force loses its power to resist.

Someone discovers Death Knight’s secret and shouts.

“Hey, Mincheol! That’s the punitive force!”

“……what?”

“The dead expedition force was resurrected by Lich as a Death Knight!”

He focused his eyes on those words and examined the Death Knight’s appearance.

They were riding on bone-clad horses and holding swords I had never seen before, but their armor was familiar.

“The color has changed to black, but it is clearly the armor of the knights belonging to the punitive force… … .”

But what would change if you knew the secret?

-Slurp.

The aura of death that turns the living into undead spreads widely, brushing past your ankles.

-Dakdak, dakdak.

The terrifying sound of hooves from the heavy armored horse approaches without warning.

“Joe, the effect of the holy relic will wear off soon!”

The holy relic that was blocking Richie’s movements was also exerting its power.

Park Min-cheol raises his head, which he had been lowering, and speaks.

“… … This is wrong.”

failure.

His wealth of knowledge predicted the future.

“If only the punitive force had been smaller… … .”

When he dropped his remaining arm and lowered his head again.

‘… Not yet!’

Remembering my last hope, I shout out loud.

“I! I will burn Deckard’s soul!”

Noel’s secret technique of burning the soul and gaining the power of the living.

-Whoooosh.

Something in my heart burns, and an incredible amount of knowledge pours into my head.

‘Ugh, ugh! If this is it… … !’

He shakes his head in pain, but reaches out to the Death Knight.

A necromancer from Dane Village who deals with skeletons that think for themselves.

‘… …Recall your memories from before your death!’

He pours his power into the Death Knight, causing him to recall memories from his previous life.

―“… … .”

Death Knight looking down at himself with a bewildered face.

―“@%@#$#@??”

As if memories from his past life had returned, the bastard lost his hostility.

‘……no.’

But, nothing changed.

-Dakdak, dakdak.

Only one stopped moving.

The only one who recalled memories from his previous life with my dark magic was a Death Knight.

‘… … I’m seriously lacking mana.’

I clench my fists so hard that my fingernails dig into my flesh as hope fades away.

‘Still, still something… … .’

When we refuse to accept the imminent death and struggle to find new hope.

“Oh, Sir Allen! Do it again!”

Erendi’s voice was heard from behind.

‘again!’

Without hesitation or doubt, I reach out once more.

‘Recall your past memories!’

A vaguely emanating thought.

Something clings to that idea.

“Sarkroom!”

Erendi’s explosive black magic.

When I turn around to see the dark magic that makes my eyes pop out, Erendy smiles.

“… … Live on, Sir Allen.”

Erendi is dying with blood pouring out of her eyes.

Sakrum, the black magic used by Erendi.

Find the meaning of the black magic in Deckard’s memories.

‘Erendy… did you offer yourself as a sacrifice?’

There wasn’t enough time to mourn him.

He once again shoots out his thoughts with the black magic he left behind.

‘Destroy the tower!!’

All the Death Knights turn their heads and look at me.

―“$#@%@%… .”

Muttering something incomprehensible, they head towards the fifth tower.

-Thud, thud.

The sword of the Death Knights aimed at the tower of corpses.

As the sword attempts to shatter the tower of corpses, an eerie voice rings out.

―“Obey.”

Richie’s red eyes returned.

As he waves his hand, the Death Knight turns around with a mechanical movement.

‘Not yet! I can’t recall my past memories… … .’

My thoughts were not conveyed to Death Knight.

There was no black magic to shoot out thoughts.

“Don’t stand there like those guys! Move forward!!”

I turn my gaze to the crying voice.

The knight was running towards the tower, pushing the skeleton away with his body.

“No matter what happens, I will survive! I will survive and return to the palace! I must take revenge on those who participated in the punitive force… … .”

The knight could not finish his speech.

As his body disappears, buried in the skeleton.

The ground began to shake.

-Suddenly. Suddenly.

-Right.

Death Knights begin to trample the ground simultaneously.

They move their jawbones and produce human sounds.

―“… … brought about a tragic death.”

―“… … To the palace that took away my future.”

―““Revenge.””

The Death Knights surrounding the tower all thrust their swords at once.

-thud!

The last leaning tower of corpses.

-Slurp.

The tower collapses, and the undead that threatened the punitive force disappear without a trace.

“… … It’s all over. Just get out here.”

Take a step in the other direction, not through the portal.

Pick up Croa’s dagger.

He carries on his shoulders the dead Erendi, spewing blood, and the knight who was impaled on bone.

“Let’s go back.”

8 survivors.

We passed through the portal with their corpses.