Chapter 640

Chapter 640

Wooong!

The blue wave released by Siegfried didn't affect the rebels at all and dealt zero damage. The only thing it did was sweep across the entire battlefield.

“Are you playing with fireworks right now?” Count Arial asked mockingly.

“Die! Die!”

“Kill the heathens!”

“God is on our side!”

“We will not lose!”

“Aaaack!”

The battle in front of the Marmont Territory even after Siegfried's blue wave.

“I have no idea what you’ve prepared, but this is as far as your tricks will—”

Count Arial suddenly sensed something strange.

“What is this...”

“I told you, right? I’ll drag you down and drown you in shit water,” Siegfried said with a smirk.

“...?”

“Your charade is over now. It’s time to bow and get off the stage.”

“What kind of nonsense are you—argh!” Count Arial was about to say something when he felt excruciating pain in his chest, as if he was experiencing a heart attack.

Puff! Puff!

Count Arial's figure turned into dust and was scattered away by the wind.

“If I’m up against God, then all I have to do is drag God to the ground,” Siegfried muttered under his breath. This was his class’ true power. The Debuff Master would debuff a god, transforming them into a mere mortal.

“Kyuu! Look, owner punk!” Hamchi exclaimed, standing upright like a meerkat.

The battlefield had shifted in an instant, and the biggest change happening was with the rebel soldiers.

Puff! Puff!

The armor and weapons used by the rebel soldiers turned into dust, and even the Super Armor buff that rendered them invincible and capable of fighting against one hundred crusaders was dispelled.

However, that was not the end of it; this was just the beginning of the mayhem.

“W-What’s happening to me...?”

“M-My body! My body is...!”

The soldiers who had been resurrected back to life crumbled into ashes like their armor and weapons.

“Kuheok!”

“Arghhhh!”

“U-Ugh...!”

Those who had eaten the bread and drank the water that Count Arial had created suddenly started withering away like mummies, falling to the ground and vomiting what little food their stomachs held.

Even the advanced cannons of the Marchioni Empire walls turned into dust. Everything was returning to the way it was, and the distorted reality that went against the laws of nature caused by Count Arial and the soul fragment was no more.

Thus, the war was as good as over.

Why?

It was all because the rebels were no longer a bunch of soldiers but rather sick peasants struggling on the ground.

***

‘Hmm?’

What Siegfried had witnessed during their retreat a few days ago wasn't really that special.

Wooong!

One of the magicians of the Proatine Forces cast Mass Dispel to support the crusaders' retreat. Dispel was a spell that nullified the effects of skills or spells, and one would cast it to nullify the debuff, curses, buff, or magic cast by the enemy.

The magician had cast Mass Dispel in hopes of at least removing the rebels' Super Armor, which would give the crusaders a chance to fight them.

“Damn it!” Count Arial cursed out loud upon realizing that something was wrong. He cast Teleport in an attempt to escape, but...

Bzzt! Bzzt! Zaaap!

Sparks flew, and he was electrocuted before he could teleport away.

“W-What in the world—?”

Flash! Flash! Flash! Flash! Flash!

Pillars shot up in the distance, creating a massive magic circle in the sky as soon as the count cast Teleport. Count Arial was a magician himself, so he could not help but be shocked after recognizing the magic circle in the sky.

“Spatial interruption magic? How can such an advanced magic be cast on this scale...? I-Impossible! Only a Great Wizard is capable of doing that—” Count Arial's sentence was cut short upon recalling something.

He had just remembered the thousands of Magic Missiles that struck his army during the retreat of the coalition forces. The same magician that had cast the Magic Missiles had also cast Blizzard to halt his soldiers’ advance.

“T-That damned magician!” Count Arial grimaced after finally realizing that the same magician who got in his way at the time was the culprit behind the fact that he couldn't teleport out of this battlefield.

Unfortunately, he did not have the luxury to continue grumbling. He was standing at the edge of a cliff, his army was no more, and he was also surrounded by enemies.

To make matters even worse, Cheon Woo-Jin led the Guardians’ armada fleet right above Count Arial with their cannons aimed at him.

However, the biggest problem to the count was none other than...

“Hey!”

The one calling out to him right now.

“Siegfried van Proa...! So you have finally decided to—”

“What are you yapping about, you con artist?”

“What? Con artist? Me?”

“You’re not God. You’re just a crazy delusional fake god.”

“Silence! I am omnipotent! I am God! I am an almighty god!” Count Arial exclaimed, his voice thundering throughout the sky. He commanded the mirrors circulating around him to shoot laser beams to buy time while he concentrated his mana in his third eye.

However, this was all in vain.

Chwaaak!

Siegfried spread out his Black Crow Wingsuit.

Shwaaaaa!

The Torrential Flower Rain's flower rain of death destroyed all of the mirrors.

Heh.

Siegfried smirked arrogantly after destroying all of the mirrors.

Why?

It was all because he found it absurd.

He had killed one of Count Arial’s clones, so he knew very well how to deal with him. A magician would be in great danger the moment they allowed their opponent to close the distance to them. Unfortunately, even Count Arial wasn't an exception to that. Distance was his greatest weakness as well.

Count Arial’s fighting style revolved around depending on his Mirotic Shields for protection while he used his Dragon Speech ability to cast magic. He'd teleport to safety once his opponents somehow managed to get close to him.

However, Siegfried had Torrential Flower Rain, which destroyed all of his Mirotic Shields in one go. On top of that, Count Arial’s teleportation skills were sealed due to the spatial distortion magic cast over the battlefield by Duke Decimato.

In other words, Count Arial was left fully exposed without his Mirotic Shields and his Teleport.

Bam!

Siegfried appeared right in front of Count Arial’s face in an instant, and he used Grand Duel, slamming the ground with his +13 Vanquisher’s Grasp.

Fwaaaaah!

Pillars of flame shot up from the ground around them...

C-Craaaack...!

The pillars of flames hardened, creating the Barrier of Victory that swallowed both of them up.

And...

Shwik!

Siegfried transformed his +13 Vanquisher’s Grasp into a spear and thrust it like lightning, stabbing Count Arial’s left eye in the blink of an eye. He ambushed Count Arial with Zero Form Lightning as soon as the Barrier of Victory was made around them.