Chapter 148

Chapter 148

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Chapter 148: Overwhelming Strength

The orcs walked cheerfully.

On the contrary, the elves approached in horror and halted.

“Over 10,000 orcs have died! But you want to march straight into the center where the witch is?”

“This is suicidal!”

―Nonsense! These pointy-eared cowards are all the same!

―Cowards need not follow! Our orc forces alone are sufficient!

―Let’s crush the witch’s head!

Divergent reactions.

‘Actually, the elves are the sane ones.’

After the fortress siege, only 20,000 orcs remained. The punitive force consisted of only about a hundred elves mixed in.

Moreover, the situation had worsened.

The witch and the ice dragon.

The two great evils that occupied the continent.

In addition, there was a high possibility that an even higher being than them had come to the continent.

A competent commander wouldn’t move straight towards the center.

Now that the north has warmed up, they would stall for time, gather more orcs, and then occupy the eastern and western fortresses.

They would try to sow discord between the witch and the ice dragon, making them fight each other.

Such miscellaneous actions would be the normal course of action.

But it all boiled down to one thing.

‘Ultimately, it’s because they’re weak.’

The occupation of the northern fortress was the same.

The reason for holding a festival and causing all sorts of commotion to attract the orcs was, in all honesty, because their own strength was that low.

Without the backing of orc numbers, they couldn’t break through.

But now, there was no need for that.

Instead of responding to the elves’ clamor, Minwoo asked Merhen, who was trailing behind.

“Merhen.”

―Yeah.

“Have you ever fought a witch before?”

―I have.

“What was it like?”

―They’re all idiots. Well, except for seven of them.

“Seven?”

―Yeah. The grand witches.

Ah.

Beings that Merhen didn’t consider idiots.

Grand Witches.

Even their name seemed formidable.

Minwoo asked curiously.

“Are the Grand Witches better at magic than you, Merhen?”

At that, Merhen puffed up her cheeks.

―Minwoo. Do you not trust me?

“I do. I’m just curious since you said they weren’t idiots.”

―They can’t outdo me in magic. Cedric?

―Called?

―Testify quickly.

―She’s right. In her prime, she could handle three Grand Witches by herself.

“Oh, she was that strong?”

Kim Minwoo looked at Merhen with a slightly surprised expression.

Of course, he knew her magical abilities were remarkably outstanding.

Even so.

He didn’t expect her to outclass even the top brass of the Eastern Witches’ Coven.

With a gaze mixed with admiration.

―Ahem!

Merhen cleared her throat.

Her nose was held high, as if proclaiming, “This is how great I am!”

“But why did you fight?”

―The Witches’ Coven and the Dragon Legion. They came from their dimension to ours. Their initial purpose was trade.

“Trade?”

―You can think of it as something similar to a merchant guild.

Kim Minwoo nodded as if understanding.

If witches and dragons could travel between dimensions, it wouldn’t be strange for them to enter the dimension where the Death Lord resided with the intention of bartering goods.

―Both factions made offers. They said they would sell what the Lord lacked. The method was bartering.

“So?”

―But, as you know from witnessing it, the Lord in his early days...

“Uh... It was still in its early days back then?”

―Roughly. At that time, the Lord seemed to think, instead of making small trades, wouldn’t it be better to take everything at once, from the merchants to their headquarters?

Kim Minwoo nodded as if understanding.

‘His character hasn’t changed much.’

During their academy days, the Death Lord was the epitome of an evil lich.

What would it have been like if he had faced the Witches’ Coven and the Dragon Legion with a similar temperament? Wouldn’t he have thought of annihilating them and taking everything at once instead of bothering with trade?Thee source of this content no/v/(el)bi((n))

‘The witches wouldn’t have stood a chance.’

Merhen faced three grand witches. It went without saying that the Death Lord, who was even stronger than her, would be even more formidable.

Even if all seven Grand Witches came together, it wouldn’t have been a fight.

It meant that he could have killed them all and taken their loot without any burden.

“With that kind of power difference, it wouldn’t have been surprising if the Eastern Witches’ Coven was destroyed.”

―Five Grand Witches died fighting the Lord. And then they hid.

“Hid?”

―Yes. It was similar to a kind of sealing. Even the Lord couldn’t break that seal. So he waited for the future... but by then, our side was the one that was destroyed.

‘This is a power-leveling opportunity, isn’t it?’

He couldn’t miss this.

He looked at Merhen.

“Let’s get them.”

She nodded.

Flap!

Wings sprouted from her back. Merhen soared into the sky in an instant.

[Rampage is activated!]

[For 10 minutes, the power of all magic increases by 30%!]

[You can stack up to five spells!]

Blue mana surged into Merhen’s hands as if she was stacking magic.

“...?!”

Medelan, who saw this, was terrified.

As a servant of the witch, he had seen countless spells.

But he could say with certainty.

Even his master, the witch Iris, couldn’t emit such a wave with a single spell.

‘I have to stop it!’

He didn’t know what would happen if he couldn’t stop the casting. He hurriedly drew his sword and was about to fire a sword energy at Merhen when...

Swish!

Something approached at high speed.

Boom!

Medelan, who had hastily blocked the path with a chilling aura, widened his eyes. A giant bone spear collided with his sword.

‘A skeleton?’

Moreover, it was a being with a head that resembled a dragon. It was mounted on a large ghost horse, but there was no difference in height.

This was because, like the mage floating in the sky, wings were flapping behind this bizarre skeleton’s back.

Dragon-like wings, no less.

Medelan was continuously pushed back by the relentless spear attacks.

His murky pupils were filled with countless questions.

Did the Northern Resistance have such a being in their ranks?

No.

If such monstrous beings existed, the fortress would have fallen in less than half a day.

Only one thing came to mind.

―You guys, don’t tell me... you joined forces with the Dragon Legion?

Overwhelming strength.

Wings that resembled a dragon.

What if the Dragon Legion had provided something to the Northern Resistance?

The motive was more than enough.

In the first place, the fall of the Northern Fortress was due to the witch’s inaction. The skeleton continued to press on without answering his urgent questions.

Medelan, starting to lose ground, shouted desperately.

―Spread out!

The magical energy felt from the sky now exuded its presence like the sun.

If they were hit while grouped together, it would be the end.

The Spectral Knights quickly scattered.

Just then.

A gust of wind blew.

By the time the ghost horses felt it, it was already too late.

―Neigh!

The spectres rose into the air. As if caught in a giant whirlpool, the Spectral Knight Legion was sucked in. Medelan couldn’t escape the disaster either.

As he struggled, he witnessed a bizarre sight.

Despite the storm raging around them, the objects on the ground remained untouched.

The soil, insignificant branches, even small animals and plants.

They remained motionless, as if unaffected.

He was shocked.

‘She controlled the wind?’

The stronger the magic, the greater its impact. Even a mage couldn’t easily control that impact.

Moreover, if she could perfectly control the surrounding waves while using a typhoon strong enough to sweep away the entire Spectral Knight Legion...

‘Just how high is her level?’

That was Medelan’s last thought. Cedric’s Dragon Blood Slash, combined with Merhen’s five-fold explosion magic.

The two attacks overlapped, wiping out the Spectral Knight Legion that had been swept up in the wind.

[Level increased by 23!]

“Wow.”

Kim Minwoo, who saw the message, was amazed.

He had just been breathing and his level jumped from 270 to 293. He wasn’t the only one who got on the comfortable bus of the legion commanders.

Skeletons.

Skeleton Mages.

Specters.

And even Dullahans.

It was a leveling party, indeed.

[The average level of the Skeleton Mage unit has reached 101!]

[The Skeleton Mage unit is growing!]

[They have learned special magic!]

[The title, ‘Master of the Dragon Knight’ effect is activated!]

[The class change system is activated!]

As a bonus, a class change window appeared for the mages.

“You guys really found a good master. You know that, right?”

Clatter!

Myra nodded vigorously and gave a thumbs-up.

^_^.

The cute emoticon expression she learned from Merhen was a bonus.

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