Former General Is Undead Knight

Lambert reunites his spirit by turning to the cliff wall after searching where the cliff is low.

I sank my thoughts into the dark darkness to reach a state of selflessness, then ran up the cliffs all at once as I roared.

Vertical sand smoke wrapped around the cliff and a tremendous roar echoed around it.

"Ha!"

He waved his sword from sheath to sheath and slammed it over the cliff wall, pushing his body up to the ground with its recoil.

This can be done while wrapping around the armor made of magic gold (organ), even though the Warrimian continental expanse, would be about Lambert.

(You can move like you did in your lifetime... an undead body is a strange thing. I feel the weight as if I have flesh)

Lambert was right to think so.

By the power of Maniga, the Necromancer, Lambert today had an 'invisible flesh' elephant by a specially transformed mana.

In short, it gives strength and weight so that magic can cover the perimeter of the bone and move around like it did during life.

The identity of 'Invisible Flesh' is just an energy body.

All I'm saying is to move the undead around.

If Lambert were to have a sword protruded around his neck, the sword would break bones directly through the 'Invisible Flesh'.

Unlike normal flesh, we cannot protect our bones.

But Lambert has the strongest armor.

This magic gold (organ) armor officially bears the long name 'Legionics organgella armor'.

It was brought together by the king of Aurelia's predecessors and made them make with gold, and only four exist in the world.

It was only allowed to equip the four great generals of the Kingdom of Legions, known as the Four Demons.

Lambert was the corner of the Second Generation Four Demons.

It is difficult to penetrate this armor through any attack.

The biggest reason why the Four Demons were feared on the battlefield is not the armor itself, but the fact that they easily ran through the battlefield wearing this incredibly heavy armor...

Raising the cliff, Lambert had been running through the woods for a while.

Through the woods, the sound of metal masses ravaging the ground sounds.

As Lambert was running, I felt an evil sign.

That was the first feeling, but Lambert somehow guessed the identity of that evil sign.

(This sign... of the demon thing, is it?

Demons denote animals born more than mana hoards.

Resurrected by the power of Mana, the new raw undead is also included in the demon.

Now Lambert is also an undead, a distorted life created by Mana.

Normal animals also possess mana, but they live in mana after birth.

More importantly, it was assumed that God would give mana to life as a blessing.

Demons born from mana hoards are the opposite of normal animals in process and are therefore often treated as evil lives rebellious to God.

Demons were more sensitive to mana than normal animals because they came from mana.

The undead, in particular, have the nature of envying the living as the dead and are very sensitive to mana, which can also be called vitality itself.

For this reason, Lambert had acquired the technique of detecting signs by following a mana that was impossible when he was a human being.

But it was the first feeling for Lambert, and not something he could be sure of.

Lambert decided to try to get closer to the evil signs first, in order to experiment with the identity of his strange senses.

I don't know where to go from here.

And Lambert found out who the signs were.

Before the great trees of the woods, the great ghosts of the whole world were staring at those who would come with their bars and their rambales.

The Great Ghost's physique was another turn larger than the Lambert wrapped in armor.

Flesh like a mass of raised muscles of blood vessels.

Wretched eyes and bloody dirty diagrams fat big horns.

To the fangs peeking from the mouth, sharp nails intended to take the life of an organism.

It is an auga.

It was also used as a criterion for the strength of demons, and it was assumed that humans were unbeatable opponents in head-on battles.

Humans are vastly inferior in muscle strength to orgasms as a species.

Arms are also much longer than humans, and this difference in muscle strength and reach is not easily overshadowed.

A good magician may be able to defeat him with a handful, but he is usually a monster that takes four first-rate warriors to finish.

The Auga is very belligerent, and while the flying body is monotonous, its tremendous speed makes it supposedly very difficult to avoid, and countless warriors actually lost their lives in that attack.

Auga felt Lambert's mana again and stood still here.

Auga was king of this forest.

Every demon in the woods followed an orga and bringing some of the food obtained from the hunt was also a daily tea meal.

There was no such thing as a demon crossing indefensibly in front of an orga, and he was lurking and quieting himself so that he wouldn't wake up if the orga were asleep.

It is the code of this forest that demons live in fear so that they are not subject to august violence.

But Lambert, who did not know that, approached him with signs of mighty mana, so the Auga jumped.

Auga got angry with the impolite forest intruder, but at the same time learned to be interested.

For besides myself, I have never known an organism with such a powerful mana.

Auga wanted to see if she or the intruder were up there.

Auga put her arms forward and dropped her hips, entering the stand-up to intercept Lambert.

Lambert pulled out his sword knowing that Auga was going to fight him, but his legs remained running and he didn't stop.

"Gu......"

Auga roars low.

Auga had seen how Lambert was doing and felt something puzzling.

Because Lambert seemed so full of gaps.

That's what Auga thought, no matter how he jumped in, Lambert's defense and evasion must not be in time and feed his own big nails as they were.

Auga is born with a high level of combat skills instinctively.

He knew the art of spotting and jumping in there and slaughtering creatures without warning.

In the eyes of the Auga, there was a clear gap in the Lambert.

"Gghhh!"

Finally, Auga kicks the ground, bends her knees, and hits Rambale.

From the eyes of Auga, Lambert reacted too slowly.

The spirit of Auga was daunted by the emergence of powerful enemies, but she was actually beginning to be discouraged by the way Lambert looked at her.

Ordinary organisms take some sort of defensive preliminary action if attacked.

They raise their arms, they shake their arms even if they don't, they shake their shoulders, their pupils open… and their bodies unintentionally respond to the threat 'how do I deal with it'.

Orga was born with the technique of measuring the reflex nerves of hostile organisms in the time leading up to this defensive preliminary motion.

As a result, Auga viewed Lambert as being inferior to herself.

Auga released her big paw into the gap in the neck of the armor that Lambert was wearing.

I let it go, I meant to.

Behind Auga's brain, there was already a figure of herself dangling Lambert's armor helmet from neck to neck.

But Auga's swinging nails never reached Lambert's armor.

The arms of the orga danced to the universe and scattered green blood.

Auga was savoring the feeling of her body slowly falling back.

Understanding that it is at the time of death, the brain fortified with mana is making its surroundings look sloppy.

But by then, it was already too late.

Almost at the same time that Auga's arm flew, Auga's torso was also turned into two pieces.

Not only that, a third sword attack was on Auga's face.

Lambert instantly amputates Auga's arm and torso, and continues to crush Auga's head with a sword sooner than her body collapses.

Auga found out she was too little lord.

Lambert was too accustomed to the battlefield to see any preliminary defensive action, but it was the late one.

Lambert never had an extra reaction, that's all he talked about.

In an attempt to get Auga's claws right near his neck, he was unquestionably convinced that the next moment he would be able to kill Auga.

Auga disgraced her own arrogance.

I only knew far worse than myself, but I misjudged Lambert's strength.

And as a battle freak, I was proud to have had a fight with Lambert at the end.

A spike releasing intense pressure protrudes into the face of the Auga.

It was a blow as if to crush, and the head of the auga dispersed with the roar.

So Auga's life was completely interrupted.

Lambert jumped into an orga waiting for himself, slashing off his arm in the smallest motion, cutting off his torso and wearing its face.

This whole series was just for a moment.

If you are a regular person, it is such a moment, as if a chunk of meat is up without knowing what happened.

Lambert, as usual, swung his sword as he ran to fly his blood and returned it to his sheath.

It is untouched.

(... I see, apparently now the body can sense mana. Maybe we can find out where the humans are.)

Thoughts had already switched from auga to information obtained by auga.

It was too easy for Lambert to crusade demons of this magnitude.

(Weird... seems slightly different from the terrain and landscape I know. Has it gone up to another place altogether)

And he was also carrying his thoughts in the wrong direction.

Lambert at this time had not yet realized that it had been more than two hundred years since his death......