Chapter 73

Episode 73

Tier 8 Hard Conquest Queen’s Tower.

The war has begun. And the battle was unfolding.

“Hmm, I heard the most fun thing in the world is watching a fight with Bu-kyung.”

A fortress was surrounded by an immeasurable number of elf troops, and there was no need for meteors to step out.

“Anyway, is it okay for me to suck my finger like this? “I can’t even remember how many fortresses were occupied without me.”

“Soon, the battlefield where you will be active will arrive.”

The Syrian Queen, looking down on the battlefield from her barracks in the distance, laughed quietly.

Sultana (formerly Syria)

It was the name of the queen of the Ayyuub elven nation and at the same time the conqueror whom the entire human world trembled with fear.

“But until then, shouldn’t the most trustworthy knight be by your side?”

“There is no irony in the fact that a human is protecting an elf queen who is trying to conquer the human world.”

The land between humans and desert elves was divided across the Bosphorus Strait, and until now, it was always the humans who crossed the strait to invade and conquer.

But not anymore.

In order to conquer the human lands and break their knees, a large army of the Ayyuve Elf nation under the command of the Queen of Syria began a campaign across the strait.

During the Holy War, the countries of the three kings who fell at the hands of Yoo Seong surrendered helplessly before the conquering queen, and the remaining countries were no exception.

Excluding the only country that claims to be the ‘Emperor's Country'.

And finally, the time has come for Yoosung to become active.

“In front of this is the only road and fortress through which you can enter the capital of the empire. That fortress will be the last bastion for humans. It’s called the ‘Invincible Fortress.’”

“Is there some sort of invincible magic?”

said the Queen of Syria in response to Yoo Seong’s question, and at the same time, a strange pronunciation flowed from her mouth.

It was a word that even Yuseong, who can understand words from any world through the protection of the “Interpreter,” could not understand.

“It is a dead language of the ancient empire and a magical phrase that still resides in the Invincible Citadel.”

“Uh, could you please translate?”

“Whoever defends this fortress will never be defeated.”

“...Oh my.”

As soon as he heard those words, Yoosung muttered without thinking. I finally understood. How is it that the war that is progressing to such a pointless extent is worthy of the name of Tier 8 Hardware?

The magic of words (W.

“It was truly an invincible fortress.”

- It should have been so.

The day of the decisive battle finally arrived, and the shooting star raised his head from the place of the decisive battle.

“Ah, I was waiting.”

Invincibility protected by ancient magic There was a fortress there.

But there was no sign of the never-defeated imperial soldiers who were supposed to guard the fortress. There were just countless corpses of human beings building mountains along the walls and forming a sea of blood in the moat. It was just there.

The drawbridge of the fortress was lowered, as if welcoming a shooting star with open arms.

And beyond it, an Asian man was greeting the shooting star and the soldiers of the elf country.

Wearing an extremely neat business suit and tie. He was alone at his waist. The dangling sword hilt felt very foreign.

I could tell as soon as I saw it.

That's why Yooseong silently stretched out his arms and stopped the large unit of the Ayyubid Elf nation lined up behind him.

“...Why did they kill their own soldiers?” An invincible fortress guarded by a single player. Walking over the drawbridge of the fortress, Yoosung asked, “Do

n’t you know that neither they nor the soldiers behind you have any meaning in our fight?”

“Who asked because they didn’t know that?”

Yoosung continued without paying attention.

“But I asked because I thought there was a need to make a psychological appeal so desperately.”

Along the castle walls, countless human heads were put on window sills and displayed. There was. Like grotesque art, limbs were cut = dead bodies and severed limbs formed various objects.

Leaving behind the sculpture of human sculptures filled with madness, the man in a suit laughed coldly.

“Oh, it’s nothing.” It was a useless way to pass the time. But it was a perfect way to test out my new strength.”

I looked at the sword the man was carrying on his back. As soon as I saw the sharp edges emitted from the blade and the shape of the sword, I realized it. It was

‘strong.'

No matter how much he could not be an opponent for the King of Heroes, at the same time he was not an opponent who could be taken lightly. In any case, he was the highest ranker in this game and a player capable of defeating one of the heroes, Kenju, in the ‘form of assassination'.

Moreover, they are using the inequality of rules as a weapon to fight against it.

After thinking about that, I immediately burst into laughter.

“What’s so funny?”

Because the ‘Clown Lord's Contractor' was not so easy-going as to complain about every absurdity.

No, it survived despite all kinds of absurdities that cannot even be compared to this. That's why he survived and became the king of heroes. That was all and nothing changed.

“Why did you kill the sword lord?”

“Do you have an obligation to tell me why?”

“As soon as I saw it, I wanted to expose it and didn’t know what to do, so I asked.”

Yoosung muttered as if it were someone else’s business and the man laughed.

“Because we can’t have a useless clown on stage.”

“Then who decides its usefulness?”

“People you can’t even imagine.”

“Oh, I guess so. “They would be so stupid that I couldn’t even imagine.”

One of the ten heroes protecting this world died simply because he had become useless. No, he was murdered.

I didn't intend to talk about whether he was right or wrong.

There was someone strong enough to kill even the hero who was said to be the pinnacle of the player simply because he disappeared.

At the same time, having that much strength = he doesn't care about the crisis in the world and just keeps silent as a powerhouse of the deep sea. Ten heroes and heavenly players enjoy the peace built on their immeasurable sacrifices.

And there is no way that the powerhouses of the deep sea will stop at just the one player in front of them.

That fact was so absurd.

“Hoo Lord. Please don't save these idiots and throw them into the bottom of hell/'

Yoosung muttered as if it was someone else's business and then continued.

“Hmm, now that I think about it, I guess there’s no need to ask for the Lord’s help.”

“What do you mean?”

“I will show you hell myself.”

In the tower, players cannot kill players. However, ‘cannot kill' does not mean that even pain cannot be inflicted.

Therefore, the King of Heroes raised his head without even the slightest emotion.

“Hell. “I’m really looking forward to that.”

“I put on all sorts of bravado during the extra special, but then in the very next episode, I was crying and grabbing my pants.”

“Aaaahhh!”

A scream rang out. Amidst the screams, the man shouted, leaving behind his improbable defeat.

“How on earth...!”

Among the ten heroes, even the swordsman, who was counted among the top three, was unable to dodge his own sword at the point where it had become useless.

In addition, he also understood that the King of Heroes was a strong man who was completely different from the other ten heroes. No, I believed I understood.

Therefore, he defeated the sword master and completely absorbed his power. Moreover, the level correction for Tier 6 and Tier 8 Hardware had been added. There was absolutely no way we could lose. I had no doubt that I believed that.

It wasn't.

The fight unfolded and there were hundreds of plans being made by several companies against the player Kang Yoosung.

But nothing had any meaning. It was literally meaningless.

Only then did I realize it. That he did not know or understand anything about the ‘Hero King’.

That is the pinnacle of true players and the king of heroes.

“You monster, you monster...!”

‘Wow, the hero is so strong!’

Yoosung raised his voice exaggeratedly, paying no heed to the man's cries.

Phew!

And just like that, the hilt of the sword was struck. Before he knew it, what was in his hand was not the blade of Dark Frost, but the blade of the Plague Lord.

However, it was not a fatal blow. No, on the contrary, it was a blow so merciful and kind that it could never kill.

“Ah. Test the microphone. Then, the Hell Experience Express train will depart from now on.”