CH 32

: This is my army (3)

"I have to tell the Count I have to tell the Count... I have to tell the Count... ."

Lincoln staggered towards the lord's castle.

His face had aged as if he had been decades old, and his eyes were out of focus and turned in different directions like strabismus.

"I have to tell the Count ."

His purpose is only one.

Just obeying Jamie's orders.

For him, there was no more respect and faith in the god he worshiped.

He was a doll.

A doll that can repeat the same words over and over again.

Someone appeared in front of such a doll.

"Useless bastard."

It was a woman with silky silver hair down to her neck. She was a member of the Zenith Church "Seven Knights" who appeared in front of Lincoln the other day and gave him a warning.

The woman looked at Lincoln with worm-like eyes.

Lincoln passed her by repeating the same words when the woman appeared.

The jig is completely lost.

That can no longer be written.

"I had no intention of writing it in the first place."

After all, he is a traitor who exposes the secrets of the denomination to the count.

There is no reason to keep him alive, and if he does, the secrets of the Church will flow into the ear of the Count.

That makes things very difficult.

"So, die and pray to our God. Do you know if our merciful God will forgive you?"

she drew her sword

"I don't think I will."

A smiling face is beautiful.

At the same time, the swiftly moving black crossed Lincoln's neck.

Lincoln continued to walk a few more steps, and then his neck fell and he collapsed.

The woman looked at Lincoln's body and contacted someone.

"His throws it away. Leave everything to this denomination. I mean, they crossed the line with greed. as soon as possible.

* * *

The warlock stood alone on a high cliff, wearing a torn black robe.

His face was languid, but there was a strong determination in his bright purple eyes.

he looked ahead

There were so many soldiers standing there that it was difficult to even count.

They are all black magicians.

It was an army created solely to destroy the sky.

Everything was made up of the dead, and they were more distant from heaven than anything else in the world.

It is the army of Yeokcheon (逆天).

[Level 1 Liberation: Inverse Heaven]

[Necromancy]

Jamie recalled an old memory.

It was a distant past, not even knowing exactly when.

There, he was the only Absolute standing in front of numerous undead.

He was the king of all the dead and the god who reigned over death.

That's the first power.

'Why did I forget?'

it's probably good

At this moment, I remembered one of the "Five Powers" that I had long forgotten.

"The first power I created."

12 Black magic to oppose the army of the gods.

Coooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo-!!!

The forest vibrates.

Jamie looked at Ricky, who was dying quickly.

When he reached out his hand, a black light appeared, and at the same time Ricky's expression softened a little.

"It is only a temporary measure. So be a little more patient."

I don't know why you're telling me to be patient.

I just wished Ricky didn't die.

That's it.

took a step forward Four gazes directed at you. They were all stained with embarrassment.

It's funny.

'Things that just ran rampant to kill me.'

Now I was so scared that I couldn't even move.

"You, who are you?"

The doctor shook his head from the great shock.

Obviously that guy is right. It was clear that the young warlock was one-sidedly attacked by his treasures.

It looks like it, but why does it feel like a completely different creature?

The doctor's face contorted.

That's dangerous. If you can't exclude yourself, you are being excluded.

"Kill that guy!"

A courageous cry.

The Chimeras knew it was the right answer, so as soon as the command was given, they threw themselves at Jamie.

"This is my army."

Whoops!

Blood gushed out from all sides.

In the meantime, Jamie passed by casually.

Chimeras writhe in pain.

things attached to them. Although it did not have the proper shape, the number was unusual.

the doctor shouted.

"You bastard! It was a Necromancer!"

Skull. Or a rotten corpse.

all are dead Things that should never be moved ravaged the chimeras as if they were brought back to life.

"It's just one part."

Jamie answered.

The only thing swaying in the dark are the two purple eyes.

"And these are all the things you killed."

Hundreds of corpses were buried in this forest.

All of them were humans killed by the doctor to make the chimera.

"Their anger is directed only at you. It's called a grudge, and a soul with a strong grudge is stronger than you ever imagined.

The doctor took a step back.

Something is terribly wrong. Elite chimeras painstakingly crafted were being killed by dead soldiers. Can you do this?

'Why is the chimera I made for such low-level undead .'

The term 'Necromancer' refers to a warlock who wields a corpse. The first corpses they used were usually skeletons called skeletons and decaying corpse zombies.

Those are them.

Skeletons and zombies. Among the lower ranks, the lowest rank undead.

It didn't make sense that the elite chimeras couldn't take it down.

'What trick did you do?'

"You look very upset."

Suddenly, the distance between Dr. and Jamie was less than five meters.

For a wizard, 5 meters was an interval that seemed to be non-existent.

"You don't understand how your chimeras are being savagely, don't you think?"

"How did you do it! Why are my, my chimeras being ravaged by those scum!"

"Evil spirit."

The doctor trembled at the word of an evil spirit.

"Shadow."

The doctor quickly scanned the forest.

It is a moist, deep space where not even a single light enters during the day.

and me.

An unbelievable aura was blooming in black from her small body.

"These three things intertwined. Skeletons and zombies are garbage, as you said, but three special conditions overlapped and I got the power to overwhelm your chimeras."

The cradle of necromancy was here.

The Doctor didn't know that, but at least he knew it was a dead place.

I swallowed dry saliva and looked back.

In addition to the undead dealing with the chimeras, a thick eye light surrounded the entire forest.

There was no place to escape. This will be his grave.

'no. There is a way.'

I looked at the boy in front of me again.

He was exuding a completely different atmosphere from before, but his magic was still stronger.

And some chimera abilities were also available.

"If only I kill you!"

No matter how strong the undead, if they eventually kill their master, they all disappear.

Now, when the gap was narrow, was the best opportunity.

The doctor unfolded several spells at the same time and pulled out the tentacles.

One moment is enough.

In just one moment!

puck-

"What if I only looked around with my eyes?"

The doctor felt his body lean.

I turned my head hard and looked to the left.

Three skeletons approached before he knew it, and he had bones embedded in his body.

'I can't feel the flag '

Fear prevents you from seeing many things.

Just like right now.

"Sheesh. is dead."

Jamie looked at the suffocating Doctor.

It seems that his body was already at its limit.

Well, I felt so much pain in a row, but it was forgiving to stand still.

Well?

Then, a strange thing caught Jamie's eyes.

Something green was lodged in the doctor's chest.

He put mana on his hand, just in case, and slowly pulled it out.

As it touched his hand, Jamie's eyes widened.

This ."

The corners of the lips went up.

No matter how much he transformed himself into a chimera, his vitality was absurd.

Having this, I didn't die like that.

"If I had to ask, would it be called the source of vitality?"

Beautifully shiny green beads.

The 'life force' it contains isn't great, but Jamie feels it's a way to recharge.

"This is it."

Although the Doctor died, I couldn't find out about the body transformation.

"If you have this, you can push the limits."

I was hoping to only lose money here, but I'm going to make a profit like this.

Jamie put the marble in her bosom and turned around.

The undead who had killed all the chimeras looked at themselves and waited for the next command.

Jamie ordered them.

"I'll call you back later. Go back."

All the undead bowed their heads at once and disappeared into the darkness.

"Cool!"

And the aftermath came later.

Jamie sat on the floor and vomited a handful of blood.

The power of reversal was too much for the body to bear at present.

If you could use a marble, you could restore your body, but unfortunately, there was no way to use it right now.

Damn it ."

You must not lose consciousness yet.

I struggled to get up and approach Ricky.

It was forced to make it comfortable, but in the end, it was just time-gaining. Soon the painful situation will begin again, and Ricky will eventually die.

Jamie knelt before him and put black mana in his hands.

"This is the only way."

Just like when making Azad and Ryza, there was no choice but to make him an undead.

'okay. Rather be my servant.'

Can you succeed?

The level had risen since then, but he was very tired. There was no assistance from Black.

only thing to do alone.

If you fail, you will become just such an undead. When it comes to creating such an undead, just letting them die might be the way to go for Ricky.

'I don't know why I'm giving this guy this kind of devotion.'

The head was still complicated.

But I had no intention of stopping.

Once a decision has been made, there is no reversal.

His ancient dead language began to flow.

{Leave life and rise. An immortal body awaits, and you will transcend death.}

Black mana swirled.

Black magic that replaces living things with undead.

A stream of blood ran down Jamie's lips.

But it didn't stop.

{Sinner, come to me!}

Darkness crept into Ricky's body.

Then a dazzling brilliance began to emanate from Ricky.

'This power again!'

Light and darkness intertwined.

Jamie was dizzy.

'What are you going to do!'

Light and darkness cannot coexist.

In particular, Jamie's darkness is different from the black mana used by other warlocks.

It's not a polar opposite.

It is darkness that stands in opposition to the divine!

- I don't know what's going on.

It was then that someone heard a voice in Jamie's head.

It was the voice of a woman with a beautiful voice.

-Who are you to take my things?

Jamie's eyes turn cold.

It's an unfamiliar voice.

But he seemed to know whose voice it was.

"Pyro."

-I know?

It was the voice of a goddess.

* * *

Lars was lying on the floor, breathing heavily.

The duration of the Holy Executor's maintenance period has expired.

Thanks to him, the price he had to restore the Shadow Knights had come.

"Are you okay?"

The shadow knights who defeated some chimeras gave a worried look.

Lars replied with a faint smile.

It was a pain that would not be strange even if an ordinary person died, but that kind of pain was familiar to Lars.

Because that was the fate of the one who bore the price.

Of course, he didn't have the strength to lift a single finger. Even if someone lightly hits it, it will blow away your consciousness.

Hey, I'm tired, so I'll keep it short.

"Order."

"Ricky Find it."

After those words, Lars closed his eyes.

I need to get some sleep first.

That was the moment I made the decision.

This Shut up!"

Lars jumped up his upper body.

At the same time, terrible pangs occurred. It was such an unbelievable pain that I couldn't even breathe properly.

But that wasn't important.

A strong divine reaction appeared quite a distance from here. And what this kind of divine reaction was, Lars, a high priest of the Pyro Church, could not have known.

"Pa, Pyro-sama?"

A part of the Pyro goddess descended here.

- Continued on next episode -