Dungeon Defense (WN)

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How far is the battle? Where does the war begin?

The boundary is clearer than I thought. But if every soldier in combat were more than just a force, a king in every country -- that would be a whole different story. One strike of the blade sublimates into one fierce battle, and the duel unfolds into a realm of war.

“Good. Kings. ”

As such, the Demon Kings standing here were mere men, but also kingdoms themselves.

“I am pleased to accept the declaration of war. ”

One Demon King stood firm on two feet in response. For 5,000 years, this empire has never been broken. The Demon King Baal throws off the gloves in his right hand. The grassy, black gloves fell on the marble floor.

Forty-seven Demon Kings.

And one Demon King.

“My dear comrades - let the war begin. ”

Round one begins.

First, five Matufa Demon Kings rushed in.

The Demon Kings galloped in five different directions according to their predetermined positions. The colorectal tract is the citri of the twelfth place of the sequence. He was a monster ranked 10th with the strength of his resolve alone.

Too many people at once will create chaos, and too few will be able to fight Baal. That's why he was chosen by the five Demon Kings. Each one of them has the strength to surpass the owner of the sword.

Baal looks at them with his eyes as still as his fame index.

“Roar, . ”

One of the eleven unique magic engraved on the Great Sword was triggered.

The unique magic of the Red Dragon that rocked the sky and the earth with its simple, honest, animal senses. The effect was extremely concise. If it had the concept of a 'weapon', it allowed me to do anything.

It was also absolutely effective.

Citric-swielded quadriplegic blade was chopped off like a log. Longswords, spears, and swords were simply destroyed. The Demon Kings were filled with horror. The finest armor made of Adamantium.

However, Citri rushed into a bare fist with a smile.

As Citri thunders, Baal smashes his opponent's fist with one hand. There's a gap. The other four Matufa Demon Kings also attacked as planned. A punching force spills out from everywhere.

“Excellent. Fighting is the most fundamental of all. ”

Baal smiles with a big sword.

“However, your stupidity is also just a 'weapon'. ”

The Demon Kings' waist was cut off in a single blow.

A large amount of blood spattered. The cutbacks of the Demon Kings scream and fall to the ground without hesitation. Only Citri sensed danger ahead of the repulsion with an animal's sense of smell, and only one left arm was sacrificed to get out of range.

Without a moment to wait, a second round began.

─ Kwa-rung!

The ceiling of the ballroom collapses. The dolls were ambushed from the ceiling in advance. The number of dolls reached fifty sieves ten times more numerous than the first round.

Dolls made just for combat. Ivar Lothbrok, a vampire, was a killing machine handmade over three thousand years. Weapons made solely of the will to avenge the Demon King were not influenced by the Demon King's dominance because he had no self.

A weapon designed by a girl who was betrayed by the Demon King desperately.

The dolls fell with their faces blank, each twisting its sharp weapon.

“Indeed. The puppeteer intervened. ”

Baal looks up at the collapsing ceiling.

Although it was great to make dolls like 50 sieves, it was commendable to say that they were manipulated all at once. The puppetry was harder to learn than magic. Extremely inefficient field In order to get to this point, it would have taken a lot of blood.

First and foremost, order of attack isn't fun.

The first attack was purely by Matufa's Demon Kings. Here Baal triggers the unique magic of the Red Dragon. The opponent was then placed with dolls.

Even if Baal tramples the dolls, the lifeless dolls will stick like leeches, whether their limbs are cut off or their bodies are broken. Powerful, unique magic becomes useless. The attack sequence was calculated thoroughly.

It's as if they're discovering the effects of this weapon.

― ― Dantalian.

There is no one else who would make this tactic.

Baal senses a rush of excitement in his gut.

This was not just a war between 47 Demon Kings and one Demon King. Beyond a spectacular and violent duel, Baal, Dantalian and the two commanders were measuring each other's numbers as if they were playing chess.

It's not just the horses on the horse. It's the wily Demon Kings.

What a luxurious chessboard.

Then there's no way I wouldn't fit into this sacred and luxurious chessboard.

“― ― Unlock half the magic. ”

Baal lifts the halfling from his cloak. It was powerful enough to void almost all magic, but in return Baal was also blocking the use of magic. Now, Baal was clever with unbearable joy.

“A person carries only one life, Bondi. ”

An explosive magical force erupts around Baal.

It was pure magic. Baal, though he may have been a wizard for a long time, was able to do great things simply by exploding magical powers. Fifty sieve dolls were caught in the wind pressure. The assassin's weapons flew to the ceiling, smashed to pieces.

Round three.

“Spirits, cool and lawless nature. ”

At the same time as the ceiling disappeared, the fourth place, Gamigine, recited a hymn.

A beautiful golden aura lit up Gamigine's body. She's not the only one. Twenty-one Demon Lords of the Wizard family sing the magic trick in one voice, like a choir. They were preparing for the Great Magic right after the battle.

“Darkness to Darkness." ”

“Unique will with unique will. I'm sick of it.”

“Return the ashes to me. ”

Hundreds of magic swarm towards Baal.

“Kuhahaha!”

Baal looks at all the magic that comes at him like a hurricane. Baal laughs like a child as the thunderstorm sounds and the palace of Nibbleheim crumbles.

Excellent work, indeed. As soon as you unwrap the hemenchantment, the attack pours in.

Dantalian was actually working on a perfect scenario. Dantalian says it's a genuine gift for you. With these gifts, I never got tired of receiving them no matter how many times.

Baal raises his sword.

"Tear it apart," he said. ”

Another unique magic was triggered.

It was evil and cunning, and it was the unique magic of the Blue Dragons that matched more cunning wizards than any other tribe. If the unique magic of the Red Dragon cultivates the 'weapon', the unique magic of the Blue Dragon is to slaughter all 'magical power'.

Baal swings his blade once, twice and three times toward fast-tightening magic from all sides. The first strike nullifies half the magic as the blade blows. The next blow evaporates the other half of the magic, and the final blow spills out to the wizard kings.

A terrible scream erupted. The seven Demon Kings, who were shot in the face, collapse holding their chests in their hands. All the magical powers were cut temporarily by unique enchantments. The magical power makes the Demon Kings' innards crumble.

overwhelming

Dantalian and Baal have already exchanged three battles, but their power is rapidly draining while Baal remains intact.

If Baal was a little embarrassed or excited, he'd be caught up in what Dantalian had prepared. But Baal was only responding with joy and tranquility.

Now Barbatos' ambush summoner, the Muutopa's daily attack, doll's naval tactics, and the magic cult's focus have been stunned.

What number is left?

And round four.

“Umm…! ”

Baal looks up.

The ceiling disappeared and hundreds of huge objects were pouring down from the evening sky. It was an army of 500 Wyvern. A huge mercenary hurdles towards Baal with only gravity.

“It's a hand grenade!”

It was called a suicide squad.

Baal fires up the blade wind with his own unique magic, but the Wyvern descends at a fearsome speed without being harmed. It was half-enchanted beforehand. Baal marvels at the opponent's power.

Let's hold on here.

Baal is positioned to prevent as much damage as possible. It was impossible to avoid the wire bundles reaching 500 waters. The Wyvern of Slavery was not controlled by its dominance. It was an inevitable attack.

But not fatal.

Baal was confident that even if he was defeated by the Wyvern, he would stand firm.

“Howl, moon. ”

You have transformed your unique magic into a Red Dragon.

Just before the Wyvern fell on him, he was trying to cultivate their bodies. The shock won't go away at all, but I was sure it would be upsetting.

Perhaps Dantalian expected some damage from previous attacks.

He will be slightly hurt by the Demon King, damaged by dolls, and will be somewhat energized by magic. That's when we use the final assault to mobilize the Wyvern Suicide Squad…… I guess that was the calculation.

It's a brilliantly calculated tactic, but unfortunately the opponent was bad.

‘But I have enough enemies to be my adversary. ’

Baal smiles as the Wyvern blazes in his eyes.

He was considered an unpleasant and vulgar person by birth. The idea remained unchanged until now, but even though he was an unpleasant and vulgar person, he was able to stand up to himself. Baal was pleased with the new realization. Baal therefore vowed not to kill Dantalian even if he were victorious here.

We just need to get rid of Barbato, Pymon, and the stingrays.

I heard they're Dantalian lovers. When her lovers died, Dantalian was captivated by endless anger and must have decided to live only for revenge. It will be fun to hang out with his hot vengeance.

The plan is complete, and the Wyvern is closing in on you.

Baal swings his sword, and the Wyvern splits into two halves, pouring out his insides like rain. When Baal smiles and is convinced of victory, something small falls on him, along with the Wyvern's blood.

It was a beautiful girl who flew black feet.

‘― Human child? ’

Baal frowns as he bludgeons. No matter how powerful the Demon King was, he could not read the human mind. That's why Baal didn't notice in advance that humans were on the Wyvern. Is this the last secret dantalian hideout?

“Hmm!”

Baal hurries to stop the girl from striking with his sword. Even as a young human, and a girl, the attack was surprisingly heavy. Indeed, Dantalian was worth hiding in the end. Only that. Baal is not weak enough to take it lightly from the bludgeoning. The longsword struck by the girl is blocked by a sudden car.

Baal asked kindly.

“Human child, how reckless. How does a girl go into the battlefield of the mightiest of men? ”

“ ……. ”

There was no emotion in the girl's eyes.

Baal was about to send the girl to her body.

Without any notice - the sound of gloves breaking, flesh breaking, and bone breaking echoes.

“ ……. ”

Baal glances down at his body, expressionlessly.

Dozens of black daggers pierce through his body. The blade is stained with black blood. Baal looks down and down along the swords, as if looking at someone else's body.

The great swords rise from the shadows of Baal.

It was the knights of death who thought they had been neutralized in the first place.

“…… hmm. Why?”

Dozens of blades rose again from the shadows, as if they would never allow me to ask questions, before the end of the question. The right arm and the left arm, thighs, abdomen, heart, were dug with a large sword in every area that could be named.

You hear footsteps from the dust that the Wyvern crashed and bloomed.

He stops right in front of Baal. Then the clapping of hands rang out.

“That was quite a process, my lord Baal. I'm impressed.”

Dantalian still smiles as if there had never been a battle.