156. Enoch Războinic
With tens of thousands of surviving imps as the vanguard, the Demon King’s army advanced. Behind the imp, the main force slowly approached with several siege weapons.
Even though there are only 5% of Imps left, the number is in the tens of thousands. If they attempt to climb the wall, the allies must stop them with all their might. In the meantime, they plan to attach siege weapons to the walls.
In other words, if you let the imps climb the wall, it’s over. Go down to the ground and stop the imps. Despite the defensive battle, hand-to-hand combat was forced.
“Open the gates.”
The Lion King sent out the infantry. However, the soldiers are just meat shields in front of the imp army.
“You guys have to step in.”
The Lion King said while looking at the warriors, especially Doyoon. Doyoon nodded.
Do-yoon is also not very far-fetched. In war, disobeying the order of the supreme commander cannot lead to anything good.
‘While fighting the imps, the corps commanders directly lead the way.’
Do-yoon and the warriors. They grabbed their weapons and jumped down the towering walls. Now it was time to rampage on the battlefield.
Doyoon, who was falling freely, listened to the sound of the wind flapping violently in his ears and stared at the imps that began to gather right under the wall.
‘I have to run as much as possible, so I’ll have to run wild…’
Paang-. Beriberi burst out from the soles of Doyoon’s feet, and his new model descended faster than the others.
His mana-filled palms turned to the floor.
kireuk?
When the imps try to burn the walls.
‘Paewangsinjang (霸王神掌)’
aa-
The ground went out with a roar, and instead of creating a crater, lava gushed out from under the ground.
The imps floated by the shock wave were burned to death by the rising lava or rolled into the lava. A whole area of land has disappeared.
“Eck! You are full of blood!”
Dokgo Moo-yeong and the warriors skillfully spurred the wall and landed avoiding the lava field.
After that, the melee began. The warriors mixed with the allied forces and reduced the number of imps.
Fortunately, Brudet did very well. Because he too has become a saint-king class strongman.
When the skillful swordsmanship unfolded like flowing water, the heads of four or five imps were blown off without fail. But unfortunately, he couldn’t dominate the battlefield alone.
The degree of perfection of the technique was overwhelming, but he was a one-on-one specialized hero, not firepower like the Lion King.
Lay and Dokgo Moo-young seemed to be having a hard time. Even for them, the tens of thousands of reinforced imps were tough opponents.
It is a difficult battlefield even for warriors who are weapons of war. Perhaps Ray wouldn’t have been able to stand on this battlefield if he hadn’t been upgraded.
Doyoon watched the other warriors for a while.
“Whoa…”
Heineken grabbed the spear with both hands like a batter swinging a baseball bat and pulled it behind his head.
‘Return’
The wind blew around his spear, and his arm muscles swelled.
“Hueup-”
The thick skin on his face frowned fiercely and he swung the spear stick with all his might.
wow-
The wind blew and beat the imps. Seeing this, Doyoon nodded.
‘It’s fine.’
Like Brudet, Heineken specializes in one-on-one, but his unique wind-type attack is very effective in wide-range combat.
Seeing his wish, Doyoon thought of applying it to a similar technique that exists in the existing loose ballnik style.
After acquiring the characteristic [Gaepajosa], unlike his previous life, when he was a dunjae, he was able to freely touch swordsmanship like clay.
A hole opened in the air, and the windspear Aer came out and held it in his hand.
As the mana flowed, Aer’s spear was entwined with a whirlwind similar to Heineken’s.
After crossing his sword and spear, he swept the spear with his sword. Sparks flew and the wind carried the sword. It is a more advanced, possessed mana dominance that transfers the mana flow contained in the wind.
‘This is it.’
I feel fine. He immediately drew the sword to his waist.
Meanwhile, Heineken tilted his head toward Doyoon, tilting his head at the familiar wind flowing from somewhere.
Doyoon swung his sword. Then, the wind wrapped around the sword shot fiercely, and each strand was sharpened and spread widely, just like a sword strike.
[Războinic’s style of swordsmanship – sword style]
Wow-!
One by one, the little demons possessing the power of a high-ranking apostle were pulverized by his wind. The imp’s head, arms and legs fluttered in the air.
‘It’s okay.’
Doyoon nodded.
Heineken, who watched this, was shocked for a moment and then laughed. To imitate the skills of a warrior. Although his position was close to impossible, he, who knew Do-yoon’s true identity, now convinced himself, saying, ‘It really is Enoch.’
Doyoon continued to play an active part in the melee with the imp.
Unlike the Busker style, which only pursued depth, the loose ballnik style, which maximized practicality, was effective even in multiplayer matches. Besides, now that he has reached the 8th level of magic, he is equipped with firepower.
The corps commanders paid attention to Doyoon.
“Has he been bothering you since before?”
“But swordsmanship seems familiar…”
Lilith cut off her murmur, and Satan ordered.
“The executives and the main unit should focus on attacking him first.”
The order was given, and the advancing officer nodded. And the executives began to come together in one place.
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Just as Ray struggled in the battle against Apophis, even a hero cannot be underestimated if there are several officers. Even more so, if it was that number, it was a power that could lightly take down at least a few heroes.
Dokgo Moo-young and Ray, who were dealing with the imp, were in trouble when they saw the approaching army.
At that time, Doyoon ran out alone.
“I will take it alone.”
An army with several officers advancing proudly. And one apostle who runs against it alone. It was an unusual sight.
‘This is enough to warm up.’
He raised mana with all his might.
Even if it’s not infinite if it’s magic level 8, there’s nothing lacking.
Doyun raised his sword vertically and leaped.
[Războinic’s style of swordsmanship. Hyeonsword.]
The mysterious light surrounding the sword hits the battlefield, and everyone’s eyes turn to him.
Doyoon descended and lowered the sword vertically. Using the light as ink, a line of a date is drawn in the air.
The moment Doyoon’s sword and the line of light touch the ground.
[Don’t drink enemies]
flash-
From the line of light, ten crescent moon-shaped blades spread.
The holy light that heals and kills demons 10 times rushes towards the main body of the advancing demon army.
“—!”
The moment the vanguard leader of the main unit opened his mouth to shout something, the light had already passed through his body.
Ten sword spirits spread from various angles and pass through the army. The swordsman, an officer, tried to counteract with swordsmanship, but he could not dare to stand up to the realization that reached the level of divinity with fake swordsmanship.
After the silent but cruel punishment, where not even a cutting sound can be heard.
“mi…”
Satan muttered in disbelief.
“…friend.”
The main body of the Demon King’s Army, which includes dozens of officers and several large siege weapons. It was annihilated in a single blow.
Everyone on the battlefield who watched the scene opened their mouths.
However, the reason why the commanders of the corps, including Satan, were surprised was not only because of the annihilation of the army.
Said Satan, his black hands trembling.
“Hey, that… is that…? No… Am I… wrong?”
“…”
Lilith couldn’t open her mouth.
Instead of an answer, the frivolous sound of Oz’s muzzle dropping and teeth grinding was heard.
clack clack clack.
“I, I, I… I… I’m scared, woah…! I…! Uh, uh…!”
Satan did not dare to shout at Oz, who was dumb. He, too, was horrified at the scene just now, and was busy trembling with fear.
A man who overturned a war that was overwhelmingly advantageous to the demon king’s army 100 years ago with his single strength. A mythical figure who subdued several corps commanders and eventually became friends with the Demon Lord.
“Roosevolnik…”
It was a skill unique to that man that he would never forget.
“How on earth is that guy Rouge…”
“Heir to Rouge Volnik!!”
Oz screamed like a fit.
“Lou, Rouge Volnik! Rouge Volnik’s! An heir!”
“…heir?”
Lilith muttered as if possessed.
“Kill! kill! must kill! certainly!!!”
clack clack clack.
Oz’s condition was not normal, but he was right.
However, Satan and Lilith did not dare to step forward. After seeing the light just now, I couldn’t approach that man recklessly as if my body was frozen.
Because that light always twinkled at the end of the corps commanders they had seen many times.
“Hey, Lancelot. You’re strong in one-on-one, so go… Huh?”
Satan looked around.
“Where has he gone?”
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‘This should be enough.’
At this rate, it would have appealed to them enough.
The officers and the main unit were all killed. All that was left was the imp army and the corps commanders. Now they will have no choice but to come out as the vanguard.
Doyoon spread his senses. As expected, one corps commander was moving quickly. By the way…
“…yes?”
It was the other way, not this way.
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“talent···”
squeak-
As the sword drew a subtle line, the heads of the three imps fled.
Brudet cut down imps without a break. Each one was a difficult opponent, and despite the overwhelming inferiority, he was the most stable against the imps among the heroes.
Because he was born as an insignificant commoner among the human race, he has the lowest physical specs among the heroes.
However, the astonishing perfection of his skills allowed him to efficiently eliminate enemies without getting tired.
He was showing activity worthy of a direct successor to the sword emperor, Busker.
But then.
“…!”
Brudette stopped her sword and immediately straightened her stance.
‘The realm…’
The area was shaken. Someone else’s territory overlapped with his.
‘This is the realm of the Busker style.’
However, Brudet’s clear water was not broken. It was thanks to the teachings of my father who always emphasized this.
He quickly rearranged his posture and made the territory even tighter. Fortunately, the opponent’s Busker style proficiency was not higher than Brudet’s. But I couldn’t even be relieved.
‘…equivalent.’
Incredibly, the opponent was on the same level as Brudet in the Busker style.
It made no sense, considering that Brudette was Busker’s son and only pupil.
‘how?’
However, without any time to think, the opponent reached him at high speed.
cooong-
The weight of the heavy armor pressed against the solid lava ground. A small amount of lava gushed out between the cracks in the ground.
“Lord Brudet.”
He spoke in a low, chilling voice.
“Compete with me.”
“…Brigade Commander Lancelot.”
The resurrected corps commander that his uncle had given him information about.
It was Lancelot, the death knight.
‘I can’t feel life.’
The space inside the helmet is also empty. Surprisingly, the inside of his armor was made of a spirit body.
“Why did you come to see me? That would not be a strategically wise decision.”
According to Doyoon’s briefing, the corps commanders should not have come out from the rear. But boldly, Lancelot crossed the battlefield and arrived right in front of him.
“I entered this war with two purposes. One is to follow the command of the Demon King and conquer Muspelheim.”
seureung-
He drew his sword and pointed it at Brudet.
“The other is to defeat your successor to the swordsman, Duke Brudet, and declare that I am the swordsman of this era.”
“…”
Brudet didn’t answer the bullshit. To think that he would be succumbing to his father’s death.
‘However…’
he felt suspicious.
Lancelot. His breathing, his posture, and his range all felt the essence of the Busker style.
Brudet opened her mouth without letting go of her alertness.
“Can I ask you something?”
“However much.”
“How did you learn your father’s swordsmanship?”
clap.
As if waiting for that question, Lancelot’s helmet clicked like a smile.
Brudet felt a little uneasy about that reaction.
“Prince Brudet. I respect you.”
A sudden rush. Lancelot drew his sword and held out a hand.
“So, I will show it to you. See.”
A blue chill seeps out from between the gaps in his armor and forms on his palms.
What floated up in the air was something blue that resembled haze, smoke, and flames.
Seeing this, Brudet couldn’t help but be astonished.
“…!!”
It was in an instant that the Myeonggyeongsu was broken.
Brudet felt her father in that.
“This is the master of the ball, Sword Emperor Busker. A ‘part’ of that soul.”
Brudet’s eyes widened.
The fragments of Busker’s soul reconciled into smoke, seeping through Lancelot’s armor.
Brudet felt an indescribable displeasure at the sight.
“Fortunately, I was able to take the sword emperor’s soul.”
aww
The sound of grinding teeth. It was Brudet’s.
“I admit that you are the only direct disciple who inherits the legitimacy of Geomhwang. However.”
Brudet glared at Lancelot as if he would kill him with just his eyes.
“I took his own essence.”
As if to say one more word, Brudet’s quivering eyes stared at Lancelot’s helmet.
“If not.”
In the end, Brudet couldn’t stand it.
“Rather, wouldn’t I be closer to the real Busker-style orthodoxy?”
Move your hands at the speed of light and unleash them.
That moment.
Wow-!
A golden sword light separated the two.
“…!”
“!!”
It was a real swordsmanship that was familiar to both of them and was on a different level from that of the others.
“Brudette.”
that buck Doyoon landed in front of Brudet.
“sorry.”
“…Uncle.”
“Give it to me.”
“…”
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Just hearing it makes your skin tremble and your hair stand on end.
Brudet couldn’t open her mouth to that indescribable rage that surpassed even her own.
The claws of Doyoon’s gauntlet scratched the fabric of his waist and sword handle.
Beyond the boundary he drew, Lancelot pointed at Doyoon with the tip of his trembling finger.
“You bastard… that light…! No way, Roosevolnik’s successor…”
“Shut up.”
Chakang-
Doyoon drew his sword very roughly.
“Like 100 years ago, I will kill you again today, you bastard.”
His eyes burned with golden will.