Former General Is Undead Knight

Inside the wall of the consolation tower, the Tower of Sleep, is carved a reproduction painting of the myth of Heinnism.

And in between, the names of the martyrs are inscribed.

It was a cylindrical tower, and the inner spiral staircase continued straight out of the ceiling.

Johan runs up the spiral stairs.

Behind that, "The Blood Mist Knight" was slowly chasing me.

"Wasn't this a sacred place for you? You don't have a priesthood, it's unusual. Come down here and disappoint me too much."

The interior of the tower was a simple construction and did not allow for the preparation of hidden passageways.

If we keep going, we can see no escape anytime soon.

For that reason, "The Blood Mist Knight" was also not in a hurry to catch up, and was moving forward wary of any traps.

"Hurry up and get them out with the archangel. As far as you're concerned, my opponent is not responsible."

As he follows, The Blood Mist Knight occasionally calls on Johann.

But Johann won't stop running. In no time they were going up to the center of the tower.

"It's time to get ready. At least choose to die proud of your God."

In response to "The Blood Mist Knight," which calls again, Johann released a sphere of flame at the top.

Part of the stairs collapsed and the passage burned up.

Johan unleashes a second ball of flame behind The Blood Mist Knight, who stopped his leg.

Before and after "The Blood Mist Knight," it burns and collapses.

Johann turns his arm to the 'Blood Mist Knight', which has become immobile.

"The Blood Mist Knight" hung his black armored helmet and looked up at Johann.

"... Was this what you were after"

A third ball of flame was unleashed on the black helmet.

"This naive measure was my last hope. It was a laugh. That's really pathetic. Four holy pillars. I didn't expect to burn down the carved walls of my ancestors' names with their own sorcery."

Black armored legs step into the spiral staircase and destroy it.

The scaffold collapsed, jumping heavily across the inflaming steps and landing ahead.

An off-target flaming sphere burns down the steps he was standing on.

"Come on, what do we do? It's time to get tired of it."

Johan starts going up the spiral stairs again when he confirms that The Blood Mist Knight has escaped the flaming sphere.

"The Blood Mist Knight" waved a great sword and slashed the wall deep. The wall collapses and the cavity opens, connecting to the outside.

"It's time to give up and become one of the stains of this comfort tower. In your flames, it is no match to scratch me beyond the armor of this black demon steel" Dalwright ". … but even if I go beyond this armor, it won't hurt me in the first place."

Johann glanced down into the black armor, but his legs didn't stop, and he never returned the words.

"The Blood Mist Knight" grips the Great Sword back strong.

"It's time to reach the top, but apparently there were no decent measures! It's too crappy a fight. There's no reason to rush, but we'll get it over with!

Finally, The Blood Mist Knight increased its speed and rushed out all at once.

I came here to pack the distance.

Johann releases a flaming ball continuously to the black armor as he runs.

Black armor runs regardless of whether the stairs are inflamed or not.

The flaming sphere unleashed at the body was also diverted with a great sword and flushed to the wall.

There's no more later.

The ceiling was right there.

Johan increases the speed of the flame sphere and narrows the interval.

Ten, twenty and keep shooting, dyeing everything in your sight bright red.

The stairs ahead of Johann collapse one after the other and are engulfed in flames.

Johan stopped at the top with his breath rough.

It wasn't easy for Johann to keep releasing this many flaming spheres while retaining his power.

He was shredding his life and squeezing out mana.

The stairs are completely burnt down.

In this state, he couldn't have come up with just 'The Blood Mist Knight'.

"... Filippo, if Matthew has become a deceased, I must survive alone. Because we must support Cardinal Zebedai and rebuild the Sacred Capital Heinstier and the Inquisition of heresy. Even if you commit the great sin of burning this' Tower of Sleep ', it was necessary to protect this country. Because we cannot sacrifice those who live now for the dead."

Coming here, Johan finally opened his mouth.

A mask that was damaged fell off his face, and his face dew.

He sighed small and deposited his back on the wall.

"But... oh, yeah, no"

It was the expression that didn't change, but slight tears leaked out of the gap in my eyes.

With Johann's words, 'The Blood Mist Knight' leaped out to the end of the spiral staircase.

He pushed his sword against the wall and crawled up without forcibly using the stairs.

"I'm sorry to hear that. Are you willing to resist? I'm not merciless, either. I'll give you some time to pray."

"... then let me give you a little time"

Johan says, with both arms up.

In the meantime, a great red and radiant magic formation unfolded.

"You still give up badly......!

"Respond to my voice and come from the light realm! The Scorched Earth Archangel Dantalion!

In the center of the tower, a giant spirit floats.

He is a giant with only the upper body, with six wings and three empty heads of holes.

The total length was five haynes (five meters).

"Well, did you finally get it out? But I wish I'd gotten something out sooner... you're already running out of mana and you're at your limit."

Johann's face and skin were beginning to discolor unusually blue and white.

Mana, the consideration for handling witchcraft, is life energy itself.

If you use it too much without resting, you will eventually be unable to move one of your fingers, leading to death.

"Sure, with this narrow 'Tower of Sleep', maybe we can get this me to deliver the attack. Have you climbed so far that you can't get down easily for it? I see, this is interesting"

Black armor says with pleasure.

Archangel Dantalion puts his arms up on the ceiling of the tower.

In an inorganic hand, a huge heated metal cross is gripped.

An empty hole in three faces stares at 'The Blood Mist Knight'.

"... no, you won't hit it. Archangel Dantalion is too late."

Johann lightly revealed that he could not use his own cut last bill.

"Do it and you won't know. Hey, what's up? On your backs lies the faith of this country and the future. We've set the stage so far. Fight them all. Show them."

"With all due respect, the heretical inquisition is a hater. Even if we disappear, it has nothing to do with the faith or prestige of Heinnism. You wouldn't even want post-mortem relief."

"... a lot of vain people"

"I'm sure I'm going to hell. But I'm going to ask you to go out with me! I had a mission, but if that doesn't work, I'll at least take you on the road! We can't let you work any more atrocities in the Holy City!

The arms of the archangel Dantalion extend strangely so that the joints are joined together.

"No way, you......!

Archangel Dantalion shakes up a huge, burning cross as he plunges down the center of the tower.

The tower is crawling in, and a tremendous flame rises from here and there.

"I wonder what would happen if that prized armor were dropped from this height too!

Quickly 'The Blood Mist Knight' jumped out of the crack in the wall.

And I put a big sword up against the wall.

This was the calculation for descending while slowing down to the bottom.

"It was a great preparation. But you can't just kill me. But I'll admit it. Let's just remember his name."

On the back of the great armor, Johan hugged him.

"You, still move that much......!

"Flames!

A flame emanating from the tip of Johan's hand destroyed the wall that was supporting the weight of The Blood Mist Knight over the Great Sword.

Two bodies are thrown into the universe.

A flame rises from the entire tower, and a pile of debris falls in the face of the two falling indefensibly.