Chapter 912 - Piercing the Path and Confronting
"We should step up as well."
At Theresa's words, Audin placed his hand on her shoulder.
"Not yet. Sister."
"I have recovered somewhat."
Even now, she was continuously emitting divinity to protect this area.
If even one of Audin or Theresa stepped out, various problems would arise.
Right now, the Southern Army was stirring, and ghouls, demonic beasts, and monsters were flocking around.
Was it time to bear that and go out?
Should they tell those remaining here to fight risking their lives and jump out to the front right now?
Audin thought not.
"Brother Barbarian, Brother Directionally Challenged, Sister Fairy, and Sister Sour Smell are all still holding up well."
"But."
Before they knew it, Fel and Roford also stood beside them.
Ingis put down the dead Frog on one side and limped over.
"If necessary, I will step forward."
Luagarne shook her head inwardly.
None of them had a body in good condition.
Everyone was close to serious injury.
Outwardly, Audin and Theresa looked the most intact, but in reality, those two were the biggest problem.
Audin and Theresa had poured out all their divinity to infuse power into the holy relics.
They had been doing so until now.
Would there be any divinity left in those two?
Would they have enough reserve to use freely?
'It's not a fight to intervene in with just a body without divinity.'
She thought so but didn't say it.
She also had the full intention of intruding with just a whip and a sword if necessary.
So she couldn't stop them.
Audin looked around at everyone and opened his mouth.
"We should step up when the time comes. Not now."
Theresa quietly recited song lyrics.
It was a hymn of blessing.
If they were pushed back, everyone including Audin would rush in disregarding their lives.
What can mortals do against immortals who revive endlessly?
Audin knew the answer to this question.
Do whatever, somehow.
Was that said to be Cypress's nickname?
'Our Captain Brother will so too.'
A battlefield of killing and dying, disregarding enemy and ally, in that moment where only death awaits, he made a wall with momentum to stop the fight, killed the demon trying to swallow the Fairy City, and even cut forbidden magic.
The one who killed Beelrog, the Demon of Strife, intends to hold a sword and fight.
Together with those sufficient to be called madmen by his side.
Rem didn't expect perfect coordination among guys seeing each other for the first time.
Instead, he watched the knight named Lien fight earlier.
'Close combat, specialized in fighting against a few.'
His fighting style was too different to place him instead of Audin.
'Bear bastard.'
Missing when absolutely needed.
Not blaming him though.
If he's not there, just do without him.
Also, although he discussed the Piercing Ten Thousand Specters, a formation like that time wasn't needed right now anyway.
'Enemies are also few.'
Compared to the Ten Thousand Specters, that is.
Instead, should call them elite among elites.
At the Great Emperor's hand gesture, even the knights killed by Cypress stood up.
The number blocking the front was close to fifty.
Furthermore, lightning strikes above their heads, and the guy named Great Emperor wouldn't just watch either.
In Rem's eyes, the heat haze shimmering on the shoulders of the guys revived after dying looked like a collective of bugs.
Must be the demon's trick.
Whatever it was, what he had to do now was clear.
Open the path.
That is all the Captain wishes for.
"Directionally Challenged, you are the center."
"Was going to do so even without you saying."
Ragna was the center.
Rem stood on his left, and Dunbakel was on the right.
"What about me?"
Lien asked.
Rem answered without even looking at him.
"We will deflect appropriately, and you will be given just enough time to land a single blow. The Fairy whose life goal is engagement and you just have to pick up what we spilled cleanly on your own."
"Is that an explanation?"
Lien grumbled but nodded.
Instead of understanding the entire strategy, he recognized only one certain thing.
'One blow.'
Throughout the fight, there would only be an opening to throw a punch or kick once.
Meaning his concentration shouldn't break at any moment.
"Not that difficult."
The Fairy said with sincerity.
She noticed what Rem was trying to do.
The years of sticking together, standing shoulder to shoulder, and slashing swords weren't few.
Enkrid sometimes urged Rem to make small-unit tactical formations or something.
"Why make us do things like this?"
"It's fun."
Not just simple sparring, but achieving something new by combining strength.
Enkrid is a person who feels interest in that itself.
In a word, a madman who enjoys the process in and of itself.
A short thought passing through Rem and Shinar's minds simultaneously.
"If we miss, block with your body? Nod if you understand."
Rem finished speaking.
Lien found people treating him like this fresh.
"Doing this because you don't know who I am, right? I am Lien of the Crimson Cloaks."
"Nod your head."
Rem showed the talent of scratching an ally's nerves even right before a fight.
One should say he's a truly amazing talent.
Lien didn't care about trivial things.
He pierces the path the Master will go.
For that, he will do anything necessary.
It is work for the person who raised him from childhood and brought him to the present.
Intended to risk even his life if necessary.
Was the confrontation long?
Not really, but along with a sound, lightning stretched out in streaks, drawing pure white lines in the sky.
It seemed like a gesture urging to start the fight quickly.
"Let's go."
Rem's words were fast, and they also took action immediately, so the fight started again quickly.
'Soul of the Beast.'
Rem called souls and divided them into his body and axe.
He received the souls of over ten beasts including bear, leopard, wolf, etc., with his whole body.
Rem's axe trembled.
"Did you take medicine?"
Ragna said glancing back while running.
"Shut up and do your job."
Rem answered laughing.
Ragna, who spoke, was also running while trembling his whole body.
He was also breaking down the dam blocking Will from flowing.
A faint red light hovered on Sunrise.
It seemed the heat dwelling in the sword turned into light.
Lien's heart tingled just seeing the momentum shown by the two guys standing in front.
'They hid their skills amidst all that?'
Although he hadn't poured out everything he had either, it was a change that drew admiration just by looking.
"Sour Smell. If you lag behind, we leave you."
Rem spoke and rushed out.
Ragna standing in the center matched his pace.
"I just have not to lag behind."
Dunbakel answered.
Kwareung!
As if waiting, lightning struck down toward the sprinting Ragna.
Ragna's Sunrise struck back at that lightning.
Simultaneously, he burst Will inside his body.
Point explosion.
Not once, but did so consecutively.
As soon as he tore the lightning, his body vanished forward.
Red and black lines connect.
Ragna became a single line and ran, and everything caught where he passed was cut, torn, and burst.
Would Rem running beside him lag behind?
By wrapping beast souls around his body, his inherent muscle strength and agility doubled.
Like that, he ran at a similar speed behind Ragna's left.
His axe also achieved something similar to Sunrise.
No, did even more.
If he threw the axe in the middle of fighting, it flew, burst Faceless Knight heads, and returned to his hand.
An art wielded by sorcery.
It was difficult for Dunbakel to match coordination exactly like these two.
Instead, she used her two legs which they didn't have.
'Hit and return.'
Kicking off the ground, she sprang forward, hit, and returned.
If Rem threw an axe, Dunbakel threw her body.
It is an act done by squeezing body muscles to a harsh degree.
She held a broken scimitar in her right hand and swung with claws raised in her left.
The sword cuts and clawing swung like that were heavy, fast, and concise.
Moving like a heavy artillery shell, tearing, breaking, and returning.
It would be fine to call her a living, moving, slashing artillery shell.
Peong, jjik!
Tung!
Ppeo-beo-beong!
Matching their movements, roars and explosions burst consecutively, ringing the atmosphere loudly.
These three were like siege weapons moving at high speed.
The power to break castle walls broke the walls built of the black knights just like that.
Flesh flew where the three passed, and blood turning black from red soared.
But didn't mean there were no guys missed.
Weapons swung widely on purpose.
Thanks to that, quite a few scattered left and right and leaked through.
Lien and Shinar handled that.
Shinar's sword changed into a needle, an awl form, before anyone knew.
She only performed the action of capturing an opening, stabbing, and withdrawing.
Killed what those ahead spilled with that.
Every time she extended her sword, the smell of grass spread.
Consuming essence unsparingly.
Lien was the same.
He fragmented his Will and scattered it over his whole body.
'Condensation.'
Fragments are condensed Will.
Every time he bursts and consumes the fragmented Will one by one, he becomes faster than usual and strength increases.
Lien's unique art, 'Iron Whip', clearly a high rank among changes in Will's nature.
Fragments of split Will swirl around the whole body.
Lien struck the abdomen of a Minotaur holding an axe handle.
Bbeong!
As Will burst, the guy's body also burst together.
Lien's unique technique was an excellent art, but limits were also clear.
When he killed the Bull Head Monster, his internal organs also shook, and blood surged up to his throat.
Lien swallowed the blood.
The Master said to use this art perfectly, the body must first become several times harder than now.
Not only the outside but even the inside.
'I know, but it's not easy.'
Knowing it doesn't make it happen overnight, he simply bursts everything in the present moment.
"Hahaha!"
Lien burst into laughter.
The inside of his mouth was bright red.
The path pierced by the five storming through was seen.
Because they killed everything, only three Faceless Knights survived.
Enkrid and Cypress ran forward toward the pierced path.
Above the heads of the two, the iron whip flew in leaving a blurry afterimage.
An attack looking blurry even with a knight's dynamic vision.
Enkrid and Cypress each swung their weapons above their heads.
Similar postures like a reflection in a mirror, only directions opposite.
Enkrid's sword was upper left, and Cypress swung upper right.
Bbeong!
Sound was late.
The iron whip clanked in the spot where the two had been.
Although the Great Emperor's weapon was a mid-to-long-range weapon and its speed and power were hard to ignore, an opening existed.
'Blocking creates time until the next attack.'
Would Cypress not have seen what Enkrid saw.
To fill that gap, he must have placed guys who keep reviving even if killed in the middle.
Like that, in the gap where the iron whip undulated, the moment they stuck close to the Great Emperor.
The three remaining as guards rushed in.
'I will.'
Enkrid turned his body toward the three.
Stabbing with Dawn held in his right hand, and drawing Penna with his left hand to swing.
Continued the attack twisting his body to the left for a very brief moment with instantaneous judgment.
Ppeo-beo-beok!
While slicing, stabbing, and cutting the three like that, Cypress's Resolve struck the Great Emperor's head.
Tang!
No, blocked by his forearm.
"Stop. Knight of the enemy nation."
The Great Emperor said moving his foot.
Cypress pulled Resolve back and swung it downwards, blocking his kick.
Bbeong!
Compressed air burst, and a shockwave swept the surroundings.
Enkrid stabbed with Dawn in the gap where offense and defense were exchanged between the two.
That sword cut aiming for a momentary opening couldn't achieve its purpose.
Precisely, Enkrid stopped rushing, reversed his body, and swung his sword.
Kwang!
Because the Great Emperor's weapon, the iron whip, flew in on its own like a living thing aiming for the back of his head.
Blocking and striking it away, he jumped a step sideways, and Cypress pulled his body to the opposite side.
Blood dripped from Enkrid's grip holding Dawn.
Because the web between his thumb and index finger tore a bit while blocking and deflecting the iron whip.
A knight's palm, and even protected with Will, yet it still wound this much.
If hit squarely by the iron whip, it would be natural for the skull to be crushed.
"So you still had a trick up your sleeve."
Cypress said.
"You also don't succumb to the words of dominion. Troublesome people. Truly troublesome people."
The Great Emperor muttered and took a step back leaving the knights standing on his left and right.
Matching that step, the ground he stepped on rose.
"Fulfill."
At those words, the dead rise again.
Time for Rem and everyone to hold out again.
They will have to kill the Great Emperor in the meantime.
-I should give a gift to the foolish bastards.
The demon materialized as heat haze behind the Great Emperor also ran its mouth.
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