Chapter 365

“Is this all the power the 2nd-ranked has, ahng?! Kyahaha!”

The blade of Igor’s scythe was now coated in blood.

Not only due to the Giant race’s inherent strength but also because of his speed, which had increased thanks to his mana.

The disappearance of laughter from Yijiwon’s face as he faced Igor’s blade was only natural.

After barely parrying his blade and making a large movement, Yijiwon created distance.

Although he was a magic swordsman who handled a sword as skillfully as a swordsman, his true worth came forth when magic and sword harmonized.

Black mana particles were instantly drawn into Yijiwon’s body.

“Sol Blaze, Corona Zet.”

As Yijiwon swung the burning black sword, flames akin to a solar flare burst forth!

“Cross Guard!” “Cross Guard!”

“Shared Health!”

However, the fiery explosion, like a solar flare, didn’t reach Igor.

Three members of Jjar, who had slipped through the gap between Yijiwon and Igor, used their skills together, focusing on a single target!

Shwee— Shwee—!

The thick X-shaped cross made by the sword blade created a defensive barrier.

And into that space raged the Corona Zet.

With a whoosh and a blinding light, the flames were entirely absorbed, leaving behind only a black smoke.

Staring at the spot where the billowing black smoke had vanished like steam, Yijiwon’s pupils dilated.

“...Wow, are you guys really alive? Even if Igor got hit, it’s a fact that he’s on death’s doorstep, isn’t it?”

Compared to Igor, Jjar was much lower in level, and just three of them were blocking his skill combos?

However, it seemed that the damage wasn’t entirely absent, as the three members of Jjar staggered and reached for their potion bottles.

As Yijiwon aimed his sword again to finish it, Igor, beyond Jjar, surged forward with a leap.

“Kyahaha! You’ll have to look up on the internet after you’re dead to figure out how that was possible!”

Of course, a ranker like Yijiwon would certainly know Jjar’s skills.

In addition to a skill that used sword swings to defend against magic, it was a skill that combined the vitality of three people to distribute damage.

But it was astonishing that he withstood his magic with ‘merely that level of defense.’

From this one exchange of offense and defense, Yijiwon could completely predict the direction of this battle.

There were still more than five Jjar members left.

The staggering ones would recover quickly if they drank potions.

Igor hadn’t taken any damage yet and was absorbing his HP even more through Yijiwon’s spell.

What was the best way to proceed?

“Tele—”

“Blood Jet! Seal the space!”

“―port.”

At the same time that Igor urgently shouted and shot out blood beads, Yijiwon’s countering was quicker. His body disappeared almost simultaneously with the unsealing of the space-blocking magic.

Without using his usual sense of urgency, without even provoking the opponent with taunting words.

In the place where Yijiwon had disappeared, his burning eyes flickered for a moment like an afterimage.

***

“You filthy necromancer! Are you disturbing the dragon’s rest to become a mere harbinger of the demon king’s fragments!”

“Alexander? Beeliphus?”

Faust unconsciously took a step back.

He had only tested his command by taking out the body of Cooz Gugnak’s from the Resurrection Cemetery, and now suddenly a gold dragon and the 1st-ranked were appearing?

‘From where?’

But the pondering was short-lived. It wasn’t important now.

Seeing the flying beings as if they were waiting, Faust had already sent a whispered message.

“Lance Transform, For Charging.”

Shoooaah—!

Light burst from the long spear that Alexander was holding.

Even after the transformation, the light continued, to be exact, the ‘Light Spear.’ Alexander leaned the shaft against Beeliphus’s neck, holding it as if to clasp it.

“This isn’t a private dispute between rankers. For the protection of Middle Earth, I will eliminate you, Faust.”

Amidst all this, Cooz Gugnak’csh’s attacks were relentless.

Alexander briefly observed the intense battle between the two entities below and looked down.

He knew exactly what he needed to do to put an end to this situation.

“Our primary goal is to eliminate the vanguard of the Demon King’s forces.”

[I know that too! But Cooz Gugnak’csh...]

“The Undead Dragon is your concern.”

Alexander interrupted Beeliphus. Then, he took out a Fly Magic Scroll from his bag and leaped down from its back.

Swish—!

As he tore the scroll, the magic’s effect was activated.

Amidst the dragons’ aerial turmoil, Alexander slowly landed.

“Heh heh, how about this? I deliberately didn’t level up, but I significantly increased my stats. Despite being ranked first and even with your Dragon, you’re not overpowering me... What a pity. I should record this and share it online to attract more people to join our Demon King’s side.”

“Shut that filthy mouth of yours, Faust.”

Looking at the imposing white wyrm, Alexander raised his lance with both hands. Once again, light started to emanate from the lance.

“What? You think you can stop me? What can you do, a creature without a Dragon? A topic that isn’t even worth a feeble discussion...”

Before Faust finished speaking, his chimeras and upgraded Undead creatures started pounding on an invisible barrier before him.

Though he managed to melt over ten of them with his Flame Radiator, there were still around fifteen chimeras left. Not to mention, even with the Undead Executioners and the basic monsters upgraded into Duel Hans, their power was not to be taken lightly.

“Do you know who I am?”

“I do. That’s why I’m saying this. A mere Dragon Knight thinks he can pierce through our chimeras with just a lance handle and in such a mediocre way...”

“Impart Divine Power.”

Whoooh...

The radiant spear of Alexander rapidly extended.

Since he wasn’t riding a horse and was just standing, a lance nearly 10 meters long would be difficult to handle even in terms of its center of gravity, but that wasn’t a problem for him.

“I am not a simple Dragon Knight.”

“What?”

“I am ranked first, representing all Midgard players, the ‘Guardian’ of justice—”

Whoooh───── Pachitch— Patchitch—!

The divine energy radiating from Alexander’s lance was now emitting a light that couldn’t even be properly seen.

Just as the sound of energy colliding might sound somewhat ominous to Faust, Alexander took his first step.

“—Alexander ‘The Great’—”

Like a high jumper about to make a jump, Alexander, holding the long lance horizontally, began to run towards Faust.

“—Witness the power of a king, the ‘Judgment of Justice’.”

Whooaaaaaaang──────────────!

The light emanating from the lance enveloped Alexander’s entire body.

Looking at the transformed Alexander, who now appeared as if he had turned into a gigantic lump of pointed and radiant light, Faust urgently commanded his Undead creatures.

“Halt—! What kind of skill is that... Block, block!”

“Kkadddeudeuk....”

“Krrruu, krrrut—!”

The Undead creatures charged towards Alexander, while the chimeras moved sluggishly, leaving acidic ooze on the ground.

The numerous monsters that stood between Faust and Alexander seemed like scribbles on a white canvas.

And Alexander was akin to a lump of pure white paint.

With every stride Alexander took, the messy scribbles on the canvas were completely erased, evaporating into white.

The roars of the Undead creatures, the screams of the chimeras, none of them could be heard.

The sound of the light emitted from Alexander’s lance wrapping around him. Aside from the solemn sound effects, Faust couldn’t even hear the sound of the Undead creatures being destroyed or the chimeras bursting.

“What—! Elemental Shield! Body Wall! Dark Barrier!”

Before the Undead creatures and chimeras were annihilated, Faust quickly cast a triple-layered barrier in front of them.

However, whether it was a shield made of bones, a wall composed of stiffened corpses, or a barrier made of dark mana, none could stop Alexander’s onslaught.

It was truly the judgment of an absolute being.

There was only one thing Faust could do.

“Un... Undead Nest! Teleport!”

Gathering the Unsummoned beings who hadn’t faced judgment yet, Faust scraped together what he could and fled.