Chapter 308

〈 Prelude (3) 〉

Whiooo—

The flow of air around me changes in an instant.

Beoncheonhoeju’s brow, which had been calm all along, twitched several times.

Before he knew it, Hahoetal, which had been enveloped in a black aura, had retreated quickly, but he could no longer focus on that.

‘...when?’

That’s right too.

In this space where he and Hahoetal were deciding the winner, except for the annoying undead that had been clinging to him....

Knock, Knock,

“You were here, you dirty heretic.”

Because an uninvited guest suddenly appeared.

With a heavy metallic sound that rang out regularly, a paladin wearing elegant and smooth pure white armor slowly appeared from beyond the bushes.

“I am Heinrich St. Randguard, the first sword of the Lord.”

Golden eye light flows from between the heavy armor that scatters the surrounding light and shines and the facial shield that covers the face.

In that daunting momentum.

“Heresy, in the name of the great Lord—.”

Seaaagh—

“I will punish you.”

A beautiful sword pulled out from his hand lightly cut through the air and gave off a brilliant light.

And the burning glow that rose from his whole body began to reject and push away not only the energy of death that filled the surroundings but also the foreign divine power that should not exist in this world.

“...Are you the champion of the Lord Outerica?”

At that, Beoncheonhoeju’s eyebrows furrowed slightly.

Of course, it was expected that the other side would intervene, but the speed was much faster than expected.

‘There...’

That wasn’t the only problem.

His gaze shifted to the side.

“Khahahaha—! “This is so tingly!”

What is there is a muscular giant who exudes a presence comparable to that of the champion of the main gods and bursts out with a boisterous laugh.

In his wide open mouth, jagged teeth that cannot be seen in ordinary humans were naturally revealed.

“This is my first time meeting an angel!”

Harley, a being who looked closer to a demonic beast than a human, looked at Buncheonhoeju with eyes filled with strange desire and smiled.

Full of madness that cannot be hidden.

“Brother, those wings... can’t I just try one bite?”

As if to prove that it was not just a remark, saliva was dripping from the corner of its fiercely opened mouth, and its body was already swelled to a large extent, in a fighting stance as if it were about to go hunting.

No matter how you look at it, it was not an attitude of asking for permission, but no one was here to question it.

“...I guess I was looking at this dimension too easily. I never thought it could move this fast. “There are four... no, five people who have reached this level.”

Beoncheonhoeju let out a small laugh.

And as soon as the low chant ended, the two beings who had been hiding behind him also quietly revealed themselves.

“Hmm, maybe you already noticed? “This is a shame.”

“The World Tree has said... that the seed of the foreign god who invaded this dimension cannot be allowed even a single breath of air.”

A blood-eyed vampire emerges from the shadows, adjusting the collar of his black suit with both hands, and a high elf with blond green eyes who stands on a tree, looks down and declares heavily.

Along with those who appeared before, a heavy energy rose from their bodies naturally surrounding the other person.

Goooooh—

The air was shaking violently, and various energies began to boil fiercely.

In that heightened atmosphere.

[Hehehehe—you look busy. Indeed, it is very popular.]

“Hahoetal...”

Hearing Hans’ mocking words just in time, Beoncheonhoeju’s expression hardened again.

No matter how you look at it, the current situation is not normal.

‘It’s too systematic to be something that happened spontaneously. As if they had prepared in advance....’

Moreover, based on the circumstances so far, it was clear that there was some connection between those four and Hahoetal.

It was the exquisite timing of their appearance and the way they crossed over space, as well as the fact that people who seemed like they would never be compatible were united in one place and were opposing only him.

An undead warlock who rules over death, a paladin who appears to be the champion of the main god, an unidentifiable humanoid chimera, a fairy who exudes the energy of Mother Nature, and even a vampire with an unusual atmosphere.

How could these people, who must be at the top of their respective fields, hold hands and flock together like this?

What on earth did Hahoetal do?

His frown furrowed at the unresolved question.

[Then I will leave it here. From now on, those guys will deal with me.]

But he was not given time to give a clear answer to those questions.

While he paused for a moment, the front line, Heinrich and Harley, rushed at him.

The Knight of Light, who wields a sword of light that is over 5 meters long and whose body is more brilliant than ever, and the strange creature that shows off its solid body that is close to 4 meters long and opens its mouth.

Since they attacked him so aggressively every time he got the chance, Beoncheonhoeju had no choice but to move his body actively, unlike when he was fighting Hans.

“Whoa, annoying things.”

With his muttering, Harley’s body, which had been running quickly, came to a halt.

Movement was blocked by an invisible barrier in the air.

Kwagwagwagwang—

In the meantime, Heinrich’s holy sword and the hand blade filled with sunset-colored sacred power clashed dozens of times in a split second.

After the fight with the Immortal King in the south, scratches appeared again in various places on the pure white armor that had been cleanly repaired, and everything in all directions that was touched by the shock wave cracked and exploded.

“Kaaah! “Please include me too!”

Do it yourself!

At that time, red and green lights erupted from Harley’s eyes, and at the same time, the barrier blocking her path was torn apart by her claws.

Afterwards, Harley, who had completely transformed into a monster’s form, intervened in the fight between the two, causing Beoncheonhoeju’s hands and feet to become even more dizzy, but he stubbornly punched a few holes in the large body, forcibly twisted his wings, and struck the two away.

“Whoa.”

However, even though he had the upper hand in the battle that continued several times, Beoncheonhoeju’s expression was not so good.

As I glanced down, I noticed that the wounds on my hand that had been cut by the holy sword were slowly recovering.

As time went by, not only was the durability of the body decreasing, but even the regenerative power was extremely low.

This may have been due to the fact that they continued to fight immediately after fighting Hahoetal.

“...It’s a hassle.”

In addition, the problem was that although Heinrich’s military power was below Hahoetal, in Sangseong he was superior to Beuncheonhoeju.

Even if the divine power was the same, this was the opponent’s territory, so it could not be helped.

And that wasn’t the only thing that got him into trouble.

“You’re hurt.”

Suddenly a cold voice came from next to me.

Kugugoogung—!

Immediately after that, a huge storm of energy swirled around where they were.

The battle resumed without a break, and long-distance snipers flew in, aiming for an opening as if cutting off breathing.

He tried to keep his sniping in check by firing a sacred barrage in the direction of the shot, but the opponent just escaped like a cockroach and continued to scratch his nerves.

‘Somehow, they’re all so picky.’

He slowly regenerated the growing wound and frowned when he saw the vampire slowly disappearing as he licked the pure white blood from his hand.

Hiding like that wasn’t enough to completely miss his presence, but if he popped out unexpectedly during the battle, the reaction would inevitably be delayed, so it was annoying.

Perhaps, if we didn’t have the superiority of divine power, we wouldn’t have been in more trouble than we are now.

But he still had no free time.

Before you know it, Heinrich is right around the corner with “Blessing: Leap.”

That thoroughly planned wheel battle was designed solely to cut down the power of Buncheonhoeju.

To thoroughly capture this guy so that we can pour out all of our preparations.

***

Tuk-tuk!

Crunch—crunch

“Chuck, I guess I’ll have to hurry.”

Harley, who had fallen to the floor, roughly shook off the dust from her body and stood up, bending her neck to the side.

Only vague traces remained of the body, which had already had several holes in it.

A few white feathers came out from the corners of his mouth as he writhed and mumbled

.

Even at the moment of being hit, he took a big bite and succeeded in ripping off a bunch of feathers.

“This is a waste! “I wish it had been a little deeper.”

Of course, since it was just a simple feather without blood or flesh, the effect was not very good, but it was better than nothing at all.

And if you keep trying like this, won’t you eventually succeed?

Robustness was also one of Harley’s strengths, so there was no particular problem.

‘There isn’t much left now.’

It wasn’t just about driving him out of this land.

The current fight is just a preliminary battle.

In order to have a proper fight with him later, I had to get as much as I could now.

“Tsk! Then let’s go!”

In an instant, Harley’s leg muscles swelled as if they were about to burst.

Kwaaaang—!

Again, his body headed toward the battlefield where a roaring sound erupted.

〈 Skirmish (3) 〉 End