212 – Linked Chains-2
Four hours before Leo wakes up.
Already in the enemy’s quarters, the allied forces have begun to rush.
The military ratio is Reinhardt 3, Imperial Knights 4, Temple: 2, Magic Tower: 1.
If you look at the numbers alone, the imperial family had the highest rate, but even that did not face Jill.
Perhaps the imperial family is the least of the talented people who are recognized as first-class in an industry.
‘…This must be in the order of Reinhardt, Temple, Magic Tower, and the Imperial Family. At least if the magic tower had less damage, I could have used more magicians.’
Eileen clicked her tongue inside herself, recalling the betrayal of the Red Tower Master. She said that having a traitor was a problem in itself, but if he was irreversible, at least he hoped it wouldn’t be the Red Tower.
Most of the battle magic experts were in the Red Tower.
At a time when combatants were most urgent, such a loss was unbearable.
‘…If you deliberately targeted the enemy pagoda lord, it would be truly scary. But…’
Quaaa!!
As Eileen looked at the victorious warrior charging forward, she realized that such concerns were meaningless.
With just one swing of the holy sword, the ground inside the labyrinth splits. It wasn’t even that the divine ray went out.
With just a sword strike and the wind pressure that followed, the blade’s earthquake ignited, and the monsters and demons in front of it fell like fallen leaves.
“Go ahead!!”
Arya Spiel has grown since the days of the Red Tower.
It’s not just about accumulated experience.
Like a lion with wings, all of Arya’s skills have evolved one step further.
Even the Holy Knights and Heretic Inquisitors, who knew Arya’s training and skills, were in awe of her power.
‘…It’s not just Arya.’
The skills of the other Reinhardts, especially those of their immediate family, were also well developed.
From the beginning, Reinhardt’s knights were evaluated as being of a different class, but that was within the scope of the sense that they could follow them anywhere.
But what about now?
Even Marken, an old man who should have already retired, has risen to the point where he uses the expression “Noticeable.”
‘…I can win.’
Eileen found hope on the battlefield where she was anxious. Even though he made a mistake, he was coping with it, and on the contrary, there was even something to be thankful for on the side of the allies.
It looks like it’s about to reach victory.
‘…It’s strange.’
Ariaspil, a hero who is active in the forefront, felt a sense of déjà vu.
Obviously, the war situation went smoothly and favorably.
The monsters he was dealing with were high-ranking, who rarely appeared at the gate, and even the intelligent demons and warlocks were close to high-ranking.
“Show off the pride of the Imperial Knights!!”
“I am powerless in front of God. We are fighting on the battlefield of heroes and saints!”
“It is revenge at the Magic Tower!! Teach me the power and wisdom of magic!!”
The allied forces gathered here are experts and experts who have dealt with even such demons and beasts countless times.
No matter how high-ranking they were, it was only a difficult level for them, and there was no sense of helplessness that it was impossible.
‘…So strange.’
So Arya couldn’t erase the sense of incongruity.
What formed the sense of incongruity was Leo’s experience and sixth sense during his training.
It was as if it had been revealed that it was difficult, but ‘we can win’.
Natural but artificially formed.
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‘…A proper replica hasn’t come out yet.’
A Chimera with the face of Ren was coming out, but Ariasviel’s confidence grew stronger each time he was slashed.
Others didn’t notice, but these are close to flops. It may have a good appearance or ability, but it’s just a sloppy lump that can’t be used as a vessel.
‘…Still, I have to fight.’
You can tell without looking back.
The family fighting for Leo, the saints Lumine and Angela fighting for the warrior, and the followers of the temple followed the hero himself to avenge the Mage Tower’s revenge and the tower owner.
The burden weighs on your shoulders, and the responsibility makes the sword heavy.
As usual, the enemy felt rather weak, but it was the most daunting battle.
‘…I have to endure and overcome.’
Nevertheless, we must fight.
Because I am a warrior.
A being that opens the way to hope without breaking.
That is the role of a hero.
[This is the end!]
The sorcerer’s telepathic sound echoed.
In addition to supplying supplies and medical treatment, personnel on standby outside were also identifying space and adversaries.
Although not directly, the decisive role in these battles is always information and communication.
Reinhardt, the Imperial Family, the Temple, and the Magic Tower.
It was largely thanks to them that these four organizations, with their distinct characteristics, could move and cooperate in an orderly manner.
[All other rooms and hidden locations have been found and dealt with. There is only a circular place left.]
Even Arya, who hadn’t mastered the sensory system, could tell by touch. His senses were extremely enhanced due to the metabolism caused by hemodialysis.
There must be at least a bowl that the demon king can fit inside. It’s probably not just one, there must be at least 4 leftovers.
“Rush in! The Demon King will be in front of you!”
Everyone shrinks at the word demon.
Any generals, even archmages, couldn’t help but be nervous about that word.
That existence is the source of the evil that once brought the world to an end.
I am experiencing it with my whole body.
Even the spirits in the air are trembling.
Even a lump of mana without intelligence and ego learned fear only with that existence’s malice.
‘…Scared…’
Even Ariaspil’s hand holding the holy sword was shaking.
If you make even one mistake, the world and Leo fall into hell.
That’s what a hero’s failure is like.
That’s why.
Arya Spiel raised the holy sword with his trembling hands.
“…Let’s win! To live! To protect!”
Cries follow Aria’s voice.
Aria’s whole heart is not contained in these words.
Aria is also scary.
But if I don’t say it like this, she’ll be even more scared.
[You’re here. As you think.]
As you enter, a wave of monsters rushes in.
What Ariaspil, the hero who entered the center, has to do is to confront the demon lord.
Gladio and Marken hold up their shields and push back the pressure.
Chris instantly creates an alter ego and quickly shoots the chimeras with a dagger.
As soon as Rios, the wizard, confirmed the information telepathically, he shouted to Arya.
“The demon lord is the guy at the back!! I will transfer it!!”
Only others could move Rios’ teleportation according to the advice of the wise man. A flash of light emanates from Aria and reaches the location where the demon king is.
The time of the teleport is being bought by all troops in this position.
Even the sarcastic heretic inquisitors Galoweed and Charlian swung their weapons passionately.
“Gossip Show!! Ariaspil Hero!!”
O’Brien, the Sorcerer Executioner, injected additional calculations and mana into the magic circle. The movement, which was to be delayed, was carried out immediately.
[It’s been a while. Warrior.]
The Demon King was sitting on the throne.
While wearing Len’s skin behind him, he even took the time to rest his arm on one side.
You can tell as a warrior. The demon king exists in that bowl.
[Did you come alone? Leonardo […]
“You are not alone.”
Kaaang!!
Don’t lose the initiative.
Poke between the eyebrows with the holy sword. Due to the blood pressure, his physical abilities have already been improved several times.
Uses divinity to continuously circulate blood. Divinity does not release, it accumulates.
Once, for a moment, the moment a gap is revealed, all divinities are compressed and hit.
If you do that, you can also damage the soul Saint Angela declared.
[Looks like you didn’t bring Leonardo on purpose. Was he worried that he would be used as a vessel?]
The Demon King always sticks to the tone of questioning.
It’s not always like that, but for some reason, I demand an answer from the other person.
‘…Don’t get involved.’
Don’t talk. After playing on the horse, the demon king will somehow shake his heart.
Let’s just focus on fighting.
Just fighting. Just like Leo fought.
Desperately.
[Leonardo’s Holy Blood Fighting, surely you are more suited to your constitution than the founder himself. It’s really unfair and unreasonable.]
You don’t even have to listen. That’s why I had to throw myself into the fight even more.
Already, the demon king’s hands are turning into porridge every time they collide with the holy sword. Strength and regenerative power were superior to those I had encountered so far, but Arya has grown beyond that.
Corresponding to divinity with a non-mana attribute is meaningless now. It was not released, but circulated in the body, so the relief was removed and the physical power was pushed to the limit.
[If you think about it, Leonardo was a completely unexpected variable. Because he was so low that he didn’t even know he was born.]
But the smile didn’t disappear from the demon king’s face. As if this situation went according to plan, rather, as if it went well, the smile brightens.
[Leonardo could have been a useful joker. Isn’t it?]
“What do you mean…”
The mouth moved on its own.
I didn’t even know it was irrelevant.
Even if it’s inaction anyway, my emotions are shaken when I look at those heinous evils.
A blatant malice that completely ruined a world and even a person’s life.
“You killed Leo’s parents from the beginning and made Leo suffer endlessly!!”
[Kill? Could that be?]
Soon, the demon king’s right arm is cut off. Despite her anger, Arya’s movements coolly and skillfully destroyed the demon king’s vessel.
[Vampire hunter Hellsing, how do you kill that immortal?]
All kinds of thoughts are mixed in just one word.
These words had no meaning at all, but I felt familiar at first glance.
Apart from that spirit, Arya’s body is already ready to annihilate the enemy.
“…Then…!”
Nothing will change. Kill the Demon King and seal Mother’s body.
“Where is my mother!!”
Following the shout, the sword strikes with a great width. In an oblique line, this time through her shoulder, her left arm is amputated.
[Here. Even in your words, the warrior, this is the place.]
Despite the body with both arms cut off, the demon king provoked a crisis.
[You know what?]
Black light streams through the cracks in her crumbling chest. It was pitch-black as if all the colors were mixed together, and it was also visible as a small gate.
I instinctively chose to evade. Even though they took a step back, they are not at all relieved at the distance that has spread.
[Because I met you, Leonardo has grown into a great vessel. It’s brilliant enough to be canonical.]
Words thrown like flowers on a grave.
Aria’s movements slow down with just those words. Ariasviel was not first-class in psychological warfare.
Agitation occurs only by recognizing information.
Sure…
The sound of air sucking echoes through the widening cracks. Rather than inhaling it, it was a sight like water going down a drain where the stopper had come off.
“This…Is…!”
By the time I noticed, it was already too late. Despite her distance, she couldn’t get away at her own pace.
Not even light can escape through that black hole.
Then you have to change your thinking. If you can’t get out of the manpower, you use this manpower.
“… I pray.”
May this blow not be in vain.
Arya Spiel inserts the holy sword towards the window of the black world. What she releases is the divine power she has accumulated so far, and the mana remaining with the holy sword is replaced and released.
[How pathetic. Hesitating just this much.]
That’s not what the demon king said. This voice full of contempt may look like a demon king, but in reality it belongs to someone who stands at the point of perfect symmetry.
“…Ruben…”
What echoes behind the voice is the shock wave, which has the power to knock out even Arias Pil, but thanks to that, the demon king’s chest is pierced in a circular shape.
[…Does it exist even after being killed… It’s like an abominable specter…!]
The demon king, who always had enough money, looked at the holy sword and did not stop selling him. Even though the vessel had already been broken, the being’s anger did not subside.
[…I changed my mind. You can eat at least Ariasviel’s limbs.]
The demon king said that and closed his eyes.
[Berserker.]
Even the people around, including Ariasviel, questioned that statement.
I have already dealt with most of the monsters, demons, and hidden black magicians.
Then who did you say that to?
Kwajik…!!
The answer came in an instant. The ground cracks and the huge giant’s mouth swallows the demon king’s bowl.
“… My stomach is full… But it doesn’t taste good…”
The giant appeared on the ground. Judging from the cracked shape, even though there was no space in the basement, that size was forcibly squeezed in.
“You must be delicious…?”
A berserker, Leo was definitely one of the enemies he fought. Ariaspil knows it too.
However, his appearance was too heterogeneous. He was only a giant when he fought Leo, but his current form had the traits of a crocodile beastman added to it.
Its entire body was densely covered with reptilian scales, and only fangs were stuffed into its open mouth.
“…Avoid…!”
The berserker eventually charges towards Ariaspil. The overuse of divinity and the burden of bloody fighting surged.
You can’t completely avoid…
“Avoid!! Hero!!”
Galaweed pushes Ariasviel away with his shield. I don’t know if it was a different situation, but I couldn’t tolerate the injury of the warrior in this kind of battle.
And the Heretic Questioner who made such a wise decision…
Stupid…! Wooddeuk…! Uzi…!
“aaah!! Aww!! Help me!! The arm…!!”
The whole arm holding the shield was bitten and the bone was continuously chewed.
The extreme pain that a culprit cannot endure, his arms and now his legs are ripped off so brutally that it is considered ugly.
“Father!!”
Charlian hastily takes his father away from the monster. His right half had already lost his arms and legs and was on the brink of death.
“aaa…! Help me! Please…! Aww! My arm…! Legs…!”
Even while screaming, the berserker doesn’t stop chewing.
It was a repetitive oral exercise because it was regrettable and tantalizing.
Because I was concentrating on not taking Ariasviel’s life, I couldn’t completely eat that deliciously aged paladin.
“…A very good divinity…”
It was heterogeneous. Apparently, her voice was slurred just a moment ago, but now her language has become fluent, albeit only slightly.
“…It would be a waste to write it right away.”
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Everyone in the room was shocked and doubted their eyes.
It wasn’t just because he ate the Demon King’s broken bowl and the Heretic Questioner’s limbs.
As a result, the only reason was that his body was gradually enlarged.
“…Why…”
All information is weak in the body of a berserker who can be asserted to be a demon.
Very insignificant, though.
“Divinity…?!”
Divinity shone on the demon’s body.