novelraw Chapter 182 : Chapter 182
Chapter 182 : Chapter 182
Chapter 182
North Gate of Delanor Castle, on the outskirts of Eurasia territory.
“Move!”
Paian shouted as he directly blocked the sword of a knight who had climbed onto the castle wall.
Clang!
“Kuh……”
Even though he had blocked it with his shield, the impact was not light.
That meant.
‘A 6-star.’
No wonder the soldiers on the wall were being torn apart like paper.
‘Damn it. High-ranking knights are pouring in endlessly.’
The Asran and Deravia Kingdoms were large nations, even among the vassal states.
Moreover, since it was a war in which two princes fiercely competing for the throne were personally participating, it seemed they had deployed a large number of high-ranking knights and mages.
The man before him was a knight from the Deravia Kingdom.
A skilled warrior at that, capable of cutting down more than five infantrymen and knights by himself in the blink of an eye.
Kwaang!
Paian bit his lip and swung his shield wide.
The knight wielding a greatsword took a few steps back.
Paian checked the weapon the man was holding.
‘A greatsword.’
A weapon he himself once used, unsuited for a narrow castle wall like this.
But if the one wielding it was a 6-star knight, that was a different story.
Soldiers who entered the reach of his sword were being cut down helplessly.
‘Is this fellow capable of using Carpe even in a chaotic battle like this?’
It was a state of mastery aimed for by knights who used the relatively slow-moving greatsword.
Thinking that hoping for support from others was a luxury.
“Your opponent is me.”
Paian stepped into the domain of the knight who was cutting down soldiers even with him standing right in front.
Kwajik.
He blocked the immediately incoming greatsword with his shield.
“Is that all you’ve got?”
A flicker of bewilderment crossed the knight’s face as he saw Paian, who was not intimidated even within the area where Carpe was deployed.
“Reduce.”
A radius of 0.5 meters.
The black mana flowing through the prosthetic arm made of Uncheolseok, Kinect, created a crack in the man’s Carpe.
“……!!”
The man unleashed some kind of Ke technique.
“Increase.”
The mana that formed the Carpe was amplified and sucked into Kinect.
With the mana on the greatsword gone, only his original physical strength remained.
It was no match for Paian’s, which was amplified by mana.
Eurasia Style, Yaswae.
Kwaaang!
The man’s sword, unable to be cloaked in mana, shattered.
He was severely injured by the fragments of the sword.
Paian, who had rotated to close the distance, pierced the opponent's defense and stabbed his neck.
The large-bodied knight collapsed to the ground.
He had dealt with a high-ranking knight in less than two minutes since they had crossed swords.
“Commander Paian has slain Deravia’s Chiliarch!”
A knight who was defending the top of the North Gate with him shouted.
“All hail Commander Paian’s martial prowess!”
One of the unit members shouted.
“Wipe out all the Deravia bastards!!”
His struggle had raised the morale around the North Gate.
“Hmph. What’s the big deal about taking down one high-ranking knight.”
Contrary to his words, Paian’s mouth was smiling.
The time he lost an arm and his unit members in the Kurt Mountain Range Subjugation was still vivid.
The mastery he had newly built up from the bottom had, at some point, reached the entry level of the 6-star.
He had already taken down more than twenty high-ranking knights during this war.
The knight order had become stronger than before, and his skills were improving by leaps and bounds.
‘This war, we can win it.’
The enemy’s forces were formidable, but the allied forces centered around Eurasia were also showing considerable resistance.
It was when Paian, maintaining a tense heart rate, rode the momentum and cut down a dozen or so enemies.
Boom!
Suddenly, magic flew in from somewhere and struck him.
He blocked it in a hurry, but the hand holding the shield tingled.
Paian gasped for breath and stepped back.
The surrounding mana was fluctuating unstably.
In Delanor Castle, where the siege was taking place, Cornelia’s mages had set up a barrier.
Nevertheless, to handle this much mana meant one thing.
‘An Arch Mage this time?’
A superhuman was a being that broke the balance of the battlefield by itself.
The ominous thought soon became reality.
The air split open as if torn, and a storm of mana erupted.
“The Second Prince of Eurasia, I see.”
An old mage clad in heavy armor approached and said.
The mana under his control formed a domain around him.
A pressure on a different level from the 6-star knight he had just faced.
‘This is crazy. Don’t tell me Sir Benzen has fallen.’
Benzen Fiorellan, the Arch Mage of the Fiorellan Kingdom, who was in charge of the North Gate with him.
It was promised that he would deal with the superhuman-level opponents.
‘If not, it means additional superhumans have been deployed.’
Either way, it was a desperate situation for him.
Paian gripped his sword tightly and faced him.
“Controlling the flow of mana using Kinect, is it? An interesting swordsmanship you use.”
Fwoosh.
At the Arch Mage’s gesture, a dozen or so spears made of flames were shot.
The attacks were sharp, and the barrier made of mana was powerful.
Unlike when facing knights, Paian began to be pushed back helplessly.
The old mage, while pushing Paian, also incinerated a row of ten soldiers in an instant.
Meanwhile, Paian was busy defending, and he felt his stamina rapidly depleting as the battle dragged on.
‘At this rate…….’
Just as his consciousness was fading and the screams of the battlefield felt distant due to the bombardment-like magic.
“Paian!”
The moment he thought he heard someone’s voice.
Pure white mana flashed across Paian’s vision.
‘Demian?’
He, who was supposed to be defending the South Gate, began to push back the mage along with Cornelia’s mages.
“Are you alright?”
“What about the South Gate……”
“His Majesty has joined us.”
Demian swung his sword without hesitation, cutting through the magic.
“Enemy superhumans have been reinforced. Down below, Sir Benzen is facing two superhumans alone.”
He said he hadn’t brought his entire knight order, but only himself and a few of Cornelia’s elite mages.
“There is no time to hesitate.”
Rumble.
The sword energy from Demian, who had infused Haki into Pisaro, swung.
Slice.
It cut through the shield magic the Arch Mage was wearing.
The old mage showed a look of noticeable bewilderment.
“Is there a formula inscribed on the armor as well?”
He would have to close the distance and cut him down directly.
Demian muttered, watching the enemy who was casting layered shield magic in the blink of an eye.
“I will help you.”
“Do so.”
With those words, Demian closed the distance and unleashed his Ke technique.
The white mana relentlessly cut through the mage’s magic.
At the same time, the formulas poured out by Cornelia’s mages blocked the Deravian knights and mages approaching Demian.
A space where numerous knights and mages were jumbled together.
In a battlefield of this scale, just using Carpe increased the risk of reflux.
Demian showed no signs of concern.
Boom!
Paian blocked a lightning spell that was aimed at Demian.
‘Even with the magic weakened by the barrier, if it’s this powerful… a direct hit would have been instant death.’
Demian’s movements, fearlessly approaching while relentlessly cutting through such magic, were enough to make one’s jaw drop.
‘What do you mean, same 6-star.’
The knight he had considered a rival had, at some point, surged far ahead and was on the verge of a new state of mastery.
Eurasia Style.
“Yeokhae.”
Space twisted along the path of Pisaro’s sword, drawn from left to right.
Kwaaaaa.
The flow of mana began to change, centered on the twisted space.
“What the……!”
The Arch Mage looked at Demian with a surprised face.
He was realizing that the opponent he was facing was no mere knight.
Sensing danger, he activated the magic inscribed on his staff.
Warp.
A magic that moved the caster to a designated location just by infusing mana.
Normally, that alone should have been enough to get away.
Boom!
“Where do you think you’re going.”
“……!!”
Paian slammed his shield into the shield, preventing the activation of the formula.
And then.
Slice!
Pisaro, imbued with Haki, bisected the shield.
“You bastard!!”
The moment the old mage roared and a storm of mana swirled from his body, trying to push them back.
“Carpe Illusion.”
The white mana emanating from Demian’s body touched the Arch Mage’s mana.
And then.
“White Hole.”
The unfolding formula scattered.
The old mage’s mana was seen dissipating in the blink of an eye.
Stab.
Paian’s sword pierced the Arch Mage’s abdomen.
“Kuh… eok……”
Finally, he spat out blood from his mouth.
The man who was called a superhuman tumbled to the ground.
“Commander Paian has defeated the Arch Mage!!”
“All hail Commander Demian’s fortune in battle!!!”
Leaving behind the shouts of the knights, who were crying out more fiercely than before.
“I’m going to help Sir Benzen.”
Demian headed towards the bottom of the gate with Cornelia’s mages.
‘What a monster.’
Lifting his blood-stained shield.
“The Commander of the Black Knight Order, Paian Eurasia, is here! Who’s next?!!”
Paian’s mana-infused voice echoed across the top of the castle wall.
***
A time when the moonlight illuminated the darkness.
“Those Eurasia fellows are quite something.”
Isaac, who had received a report on the situation in his barracks, muttered.
Delanor Castle, located on the outskirts of Eurasia’s territory.
The castle, which was once the territory of the Brussels Kingdom, was blocking their advance.
The Asran Kingdom’s army was in the midst of a war to break through the East and West Gates, while the Deravia Kingdom was trying to break through the South and North Gates.
On top of that, he and Crusty had brought their personal legions to support the war.
Objectively speaking, it was a power difference where the outcome should have been decided long ago.
‘We lost 20 percent of our legion’s strength in the battles fought to reach this place.’
It seemed Eurasia was putting up a tenacious resistance by pulling in its allied kingdoms.
“Well, it’s not like I didn’t expect it.”
His opponents were Eurasia and Cornelia, who had overturned his plans several times.
He would have been greatly disappointed if they couldn’t even put up this much of a fight.
The problem was that Crusty had suddenly left the front line, and he had lost contact with the Black Duke.
Thanks to that, he was now acting as the Emperor’s representative alone, but an unknown sense of unease weighed on his mind.
“Crusty is one thing… but why is there no word from the Black Duke.”
He muttered in a low voice.
The Black Duke, his patron and master, was a mage who symbolized the Empire and a being close to immortal.
It was hard to think that something had happened to him.
Isaac carefully clasped his hands together.
“In that case, I’ll have to revise the plan.”
A card he had been saving to rack up military achievements.
Now that he held full authority, there was no need to hide it any longer.
Click.
He took out a single stone from a black box.
Magic God Stone.
A magic tool created from the Curse of Grotesquery and the heart of a top-tier monster.
It was a masterpiece created by the Black Duke and the Black Magic Tower.
Taking out the Magic God Stone, he headed to the place where the war dead were being collected.
Ignoring those who recognized him and offered a sword salute, he infused mana into the Magic God Stone he was holding.
Saaaaa.
The Magic God Stone spread a faint evil energy.
“Rise once more for the Empire.”
His low voice echoed clearly.
The bodies of the dead soldiers began to be restored with black mana, and they started to rise up, unconscious.
The knights took the form of what were called Death Knights, the mages became beings called Liches.
The common soldiers became low-level Undead, granted a new life.
Those who were collecting the corpses screamed and drew their swords, but Isaac paid them no mind.
He simply strengthened the mana of the Magic God Stone, hoping the evil energy would scatter and cause more casualties.
The number of Undead that rose in this way reached a staggering five hundred.
The corner of Isaac’s mouth twisted.
“O immortal beings.”
The beings before him were monsters that would eliminate their enemies, regardless of whether they were living or dead.
“Stain Eurasia with your blood.”
The Undead, responding to Isaac’s voice, began to move.
It was in the direction of Delanor Castle.
“Eurasia.”
Confident of victory in the war to come.
“How will you respond?”
Isaac was enjoying the escalating atmosphere of the war.