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There are thousands of undead enemies looming in front of us.

An ally in panic is running in front of the undead to escape the enemy.

When we first received the report, the number of undead was 2,000 confirmed. It should be crusaded to some extent by a coalition of adventurers and soldiers this morning, but a few percent of what I defeated has been reclaimed because the adventurers and soldiers who have been defeated by the undead have become undead.

Some of them must have been attacked in the first place up to yesterday, so I'm pretty sure there are actually more than 2,000.

"Help the leading group first"

It can also be seen clearly because it can be seen from above, but the fleeing population can be divided into those in the front and those in the rear.

The group in the rear was retreating as they stopped the undead pushing to see if they also had a role to play in the hall. As far as gear goes, it looks like those who were fighting on the front line because so many have fine stuff are at least fighting as they are to keep the undead from going backwards.

Conversely, some of them are getting away first, despite their high-quality gear. If you are injured or something, it seems that you can run fine anyway, so you can help later.

"... hmm? Isn't it just the dead?"

The group of undead we crusaded a few days ago contained only demons of the dead.

But there is still a considerable distance between the leading group desperately fleeing and the undead chasing them. Undead's progression is slow, and there's time to get chased, so it shouldn't be enough to panic.

The reason for this lay in the existence of an undead who could move faster than the dead.

The Necromancer was about to approach the adventurer who was running behind the leading group.

You're a pain in the ass.

Crusading is not that difficult even if your opponent is a Necromancer.

However, we must be prepared to be more than twice as likely to actually have to crusade because the numbers are increasing.

"That's why you should all be careful."

I'll tell you what I found out when I saw the crowd.

"Well, it doesn't change what I do."

When I confirmed what I was supposed to do, the people who had fled were looming right in front of me.

"Ah, you......! What are you doing!?

A human being running in a different direction than a group.

The middle-aged adventurer who finds me escapes. Stops his leg and raises his voice.

"It's going to be a little annihilated"

"Ha!?

When I said it without stopping, I heard a bewildered voice coming from behind me.

By then it had already overtaken and reached the rear of the group.

The adventurer who called out to me seems to have run his legs again, so no problem.

"Hiccup."

Adventurers like a young boy who was running behind a battle group fell.

The fallen adventurer was carrying a backpack and the weight of his back affected him and he fell. Probably a luggage holder (porter), but in a life-threatening situation, you should give life priority even if you throw away your luggage. But I don't know if he was rigorous from the seniors who asked him to carry his luggage, or if he hated the fact that his reward was reduced, but he didn't try to let go of it if he fell.

The adventurer is struck by a gus-like demon distorted by a distressed look on his face.

What looks like gas is the soul of the dead who became the Necromancer.

Slash the Necromancer.

"Hey, what are you doing... I can't believe I just slashed the Necromancer (Ghost)..."

A sword passes through the body of a dead spirit.

Just rub through how many dead spirits you slaughtered without an entity.

The Necromancer disappears to mist when it is slashed, even though it shouldn't have any effect.

"Huh..."

The boy adventurer had no idea why.

Physical attacks do not work on the Necromancer.

That's common sense.

Such a sight of ignoring common sense was happening in front of me.

"Holy Sword...?

The only exception to breaking common sense.

That is purification by the Holy Sword.

The undead, slashed by the Holy Sword, collapses by being purified and losing his power as undead.

"I've never seen it before"

The boy's sparkling eyes pour into the divine sword.

Unfortunately, the sword I use is not the Holy Sword.

"You're a little different."

The ability to prepare for the divine sword is' to kill everything '.

If you kill the undead with this ability, even the magic supplied by the Demon Stone can be decimated. It is necessary to slaughter living humans in the same way that it is necessary to slay them in order for them to demonstrate their abilities, but only because they are necromancers with no entity could they be slaughtered lightly without being resisted.

If the undead lose power too, they'll just go back to being corpses.

"You're the last of the leading group."

"Yes!

What I ran for was a leading group that was running away.

They must be the ones who fled as soon as things happened that those waiting in the rear would also be undead. Farther away, there are adventurers and soldiers who seem highly capable of fighting.

He was escaped because he was unusually first to notice because he was supporting him in the rear because of his low combat ability.

Many of the undead are taken on as lords by those who were fighting on the front lines.

Still, I couldn't have stopped them all because of the panic, and some of the masses drove me.

"Well, that doesn't sound like a problem"

An undead was on the verge of coming through the front line for helping the boy.

The number is fifty.

Seeing a looming group of undead, the boy leaves behind with his buttocks on. Looks like he's trying to escape, but his body was swept out of fear and he couldn't help himself.

"It's okay."

He looked up at me standing with a kiotong look when I told him to reassure him.

"Because they're not going to let the undead go alone."

Point your spread left hand towards the undead.

At the next moment, the light of purification that was enveloping the body concentrates on the left hand, creating a small light sphere ahead of all five fingers.

"Guided rays (homing rays)"

Light stretches out like a line from a light sphere, shooting through large swarms of undead one after another.

The rays that have made them capable of purification fly away with their aim set only on the undead.

Furthermore, when it spins on the spot and sprinkles light around it, the earthen smoke winds up, as also happened in the bombing.

"I wonder if it's something like this"

The undead through the front line had been shot out by the light and everything was purified. I wanted to use my last reflection to leave a little more body so that I could tell who I was in my lifetime after returning to the body.

Unfortunately, some bodies seem to have exploded and disappeared from the neck to the top because of too much power when I shot them through the head. I just hope I can tell who those bodies are just from the neck down.

I sprinkled the purifying light all around me to purify demons of the Necromancer system.

Unlike the dead, there is little left of the face of life. If it is purified after, there is nothing left, so it does not need to be handed down like the dead.

Thanks to this, all the undead were being purified as they were about to approach the lead group with a huge mess of attack methods that just bulk sprinkle.

"Su, awesome..."

The luggage carrying boy adventurer squeaks.

The undead, which we didn't even have the skill to exchange ourselves, was quickly crusaded.

"Look, let's go after the people who left you."

I'll give you a hand and let the boy stand.

They're like no one helped them when they fell, but they probably didn't realize the boy had fallen desperate to escape either. If you find out I'm not coming after all the undead, you might be able to afford it and get it protected.

"Oh, um...!

"What?"

"Is there anything I can do to help?

The boy's sudden suggestion.

If you look into those eyes, you can see from what thoughts you made such a suggestion.

"Maybe you admired me when you saw that. I also understand your desire to help me return the favor I was helped. But not now."

We have to go into the places where thousands of undead will hiss from now on.

There's no way I can take my luggage to a place like that.

The boy himself will only be in your luggage.

"Yes......"

"There's something I might need your help with when it's all over."

"Yes!"

Put the smiling boy down and plunge into a large group of undead.