Former General Is Undead Knight

Lambert looks down at the body of a man he himself doubles vertically.

And he stepped through the dead black crystal rolling to the ground and destroyed it.

Then he turns his eyes to the men and women around him, restrained in ropes and covered in hemp bags, who seem to be excessive sacrifices for a man to resurrect a cemetery hero.

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What Lambert felt was uncomfortable.

Something's wrong with the situation. That's what I felt.

(Too much thought...?

Often, Lambert stops moving.

Indeed, it is inconceivable that the condition of the slashed man was an act.

Besides, in this situation, it is almost impossible to pinpoint a rambale that appears abruptly and goes around crushing hostile forces on its own and hangs it in a trap.

In battlefields, Lambert doesn't know such convenient sorcery that he can get the necessary information on where he needs to be.

With such a technique, I can clearly tell Lambert, who was a general of the War of Eight Kingdoms, that only then can he be a hero to Reaper.

So Lambert put his own distrust on hold once.

A man who seems to have been brought to the sacrifice began to suffer by turning himself around.

Raise your voice of agony.

Lambert turned his consciousness to the man, succumbing to the spot and forcefully breaking the sack of hemp covering his head.

"What's up? Was there some kind of magical interference?

The man embraced Lambert's body as he distorted the mouthfeel of his anguished expression.

"What..."

"Dear Adamaria! Sink with me!

A man who was supposed to sacrifice screams.

"Land, be a swamp!

Following that, you can hear magic chants overlapping from around you.

I'm not alone. There are five magicians.

Almost at the same time, Lambert's scaffolding is muddy and heavy Demonic Gold "Organ" armor sinks into the ground.

At Lambert's lap, he stretched out the fingers of his cage hand and smashed the forehead of a man who was entangled, crushing his skull and causing him to die instantly.

"Strangle him, meat tentacles!

Five magicians speak at the same time.

It is also from the five directions that surround Lambert.

Something breaks through the hemp bags that were wrapped around the heads of the dead bodies of the inhabitants who were falling around.

Squeezed out of the body was a meat whip. They surrounded Lambert and let him go.

They build and manipulate tentacles of flesh using corpses as a medium.

A giant grotesque tongue poked a momentary gap in the Lambert, whose feet were taken into the swamp while in a succumbing position, tightening up the armored joint to restrain the movement.

Lambert, who became an undead, is sensitive to mana, especially the living mana.

As such, it should not have been subjected to such an unintended blow.

The sorcerer who attacked Lambert was mixed in the sacrifice.

That's how he waited for that moment when Lambert showed a decisive gap, pretending to be in captivity.

"I had no idea that Hildias the Great Axe would make a light breakthrough so far... but as a result, it was helpful to set a double, triple trap"

Lambert leans slightly towards the Lord of the voice standing behind him.

Beautiful in white, but as I drew the line and divided it, the right half of my face is burnt to pieces.

(viii) An aide to the wise man Manzi, Adamaria half faced.

She was top notch, both as a strategist and as an alchemist.

As an alchemist, she was good at swapping bodies and replacing muscles and nerves to ravage, ravage and complete the dead as one weapon.

Lambert showed a bare gesture of trying to forcefully chop his restraint.

But my arms just tremble, and I don't see a thousand cuts of meat whips.

"It's no use. It's not an impromptu item, it's something I've been planting for a long time before you came here. Sorcery crushes, reconstitutes, and toughens the body. That's how I just once turn it into a turret that just spits out the whip of a muscle mass... It'll take a lot of work, but it'll work great for that, won't it? Besides, I've already figured out your out-of-the-box powers. After wrapping around the joints, we are turning our feet into mud so that there is no force in our feet."

"............ I see"

Lambert groans in a low voice.

"If you are out of digits, just work out a plan after combining it with something out of digits and assumptions."

Adamaria tells him quietly.

"Dear Adamaria, what will this man do?

"Let's torture him a little and then hand over the body to Master Manzi. Because this person deviates greatly from the realm of the common man. It may also be useful for Manzi's research."

That said, Adamaria has a single elongated needle in her hand.

"Well, this one's in a hurry, so I'll let you go hand-to-hand."

Adamaria turns to Lambert with her left eye in a neat shape and her strange right eye with a burnt out eyelid and discolored red and black.

It was an unexpected glance of cold.

"Just one thing, tell me...... Why? How could I have figured out my movements alone?

What is important in devising measures is the means to grasp the movement of the enemy.

Adamaria's unusually peripheral plans were also possible because she sensed the strength of Lambert and was able to hold back the trend.

Adamaria's lips twist and smile.

"Didn't you see an unusual bug?

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Synthetic beast (chimera), biological alchemy (homunculus) or stone doll (golem)?

Whatever it is, Lambert realized that he has a weapon that has mutated into sensing.

It is too powerful a weapon.

It is also because of the assumption that there can be no such convenience that Lambert is now detained in this way.

The discomfort that was hooked takes shape.

Too many, excess number of sacrifices.

And the words and actions of the man who resurrected hero Hildias, as if he had asked someone in the immediate vicinity for help.

"Let me give you this much extra chat."

Adamaria says.

Lambert nodded deeply as well.

"I don't think I can ask any more. Can the farce be around here?"

If you say so, Lambert twists his body forcefully and lifts his arms wide that were tied to his tentacles.

"So you can't do more than muddy scaffolding. In the first place, because of the load hanging evenly on the joints, the body can enter the force…"

Lambert's legs, meat tentacles that were wrapped around his arms, broke a thousand pulls and burst, spraying blood.

Adamaria's asymmetrical eyes nail Lambert.

Lambert throws a thousand chopped meat tentacles and increased freedom hands and feet easily unravel and destroy the remaining meat tentacles.

"This is the kind of toy that used to restrain me."

"And strangle him, meat tentacles!

Adamaria chants aggressively.

Breaking through the hemp bag on the head of a corpse that was nearby, a grotesque chunk of meat takes aim at Lambert.

Lambert smashed it with the belly of the Great Sword, using its momentum to jump into space and take off the swamp of sorcery.

Lambert kicks one of the magicians who was near the landing site, saying instead of saying hello, all the time.

The kicked magician with the mass of the Demonic Gold "Organ" on board broke his sternum and spine in one blow and ruptured his heart.

It quickly turned into a strange tragic body with folded bodies.

"You said you had a plan after you found out about me. Still got the next one?

Lambert stabbed a sword in the ground and asked them.

Lambert put his distrust on hold and dared turn backwards against the trap in order to uncover the identity of the mastermind's overwhelming information advantage.

I was also taken into custody only because I wanted to alarm Adamaria and ask her a little bit about the source.

What Lambert perceived as a crisis against Adamaria was only a way of obtaining the necessary information on the battlefield.

Even though he is somewhat good at alchemy and scheming in modern times, Adamarian schemes are also tantamount to child pranks if you look from Lambert, who has survived a malicious war of eight-country reunification to kill one or more enemy soldiers.