Holy Emperor’s Grandson is a Necromancer

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The power of ghouls is known to be comparable to four adult males.

It was so easy for a soldier to stop such a ghoul attack.

`But how? `

The soldier trembles at the energy in his body.

My body is light.Wounds healed, too. It also feels much stronger than before.

The soldier turns his gaze to the sacred aura behind him.

The prince stands devastated by Lord Jennard.

He puts a shovel in the ground that he doesn't know where he got it from, and emits particles of light.

The prince mutters with a bored expression.

“... Please, just this once. ”

It was a voice of grumbling, but I couldn't know exactly what it meant for someone.

But it was as sure as this.

This great blessing is magic practiced by the Crown Prince!

That's why the soldiers are in chaos.

"But how could the Crown Prince do this?"

Wasn't he an incompetent jerk to a lousy piece of garbage?

Soldiers have been meeting priests coming to the Sacred City for decades.

Some of them were highly skilled high priests, but they had never seen such a blessing, such a blessing of power so widespread.

‘... Most importantly, the blessing lasted this long? ’

It was not just the flesh who was blessed. The power of the sword, spear, shield and armor is surrounded.

Broad Holy Power Magic. And even things have the power of a collar!

“What the hell · · ·? ”

The soldiers look like they don't trust each other.

But I remembered a story that I had heard since I was a child.

Amon, the king of the dead, who led hundreds of thousands of armies.

Celt Olfalls, the great hero 50 years ago who stopped Amon the commander.

The prince behind his back was the grandson who inherited the blood of the 'Great Hero’, ‘Holy Father Celt Olfalls’.

This immense and magnificent power comes from such a noble bloodline.

“Fight well. I'll give you heels full of gasoline. ”

I don't know what the prince is saying. But I feel like my whole body is empowered.

Hero's grandson is watching your back.

The blood of the great hero who killed Commander King Amon is now helping them on the command's land.

As if they were knights fighting alongside a great hero, sheep's confidence overflowed.

“Ooh, ooh, ooh! ”

The soldiers scream.

- Queahhhhhh!

The undead, on the other hand, scream.

Soldiers grab the shield and bend back.

Ghouls rush in, and the zombies are on their way.

The undead clash with the soldiers.

The turbulent shield is pushed out.

“Don't push it! Hang on!"

The assistant behind you says.

The soldier in front of you grips his teeth.

'No problem · · ·!'

There was no problem.

He would be, too.

“Hehe!”

... because they were no longer ordinary soldiers.

My feet on the ground froze, but I endured it.

Rather, I pushed away the ghoul that was swinging like a bouncing shield.

The ghoul loses its balance and writhes its hands into the air.

Oh, my God, did you push the ghoul away?

The viceroy behind you looks surprised and stabs his spear.

Phew!

The blade pierces through the Ghoul's body gently to make it creepy.

- Queek!

Remove the spear blade.

Ashes are pouring out with a large hole in the gull.

Ghouls wail in agony, grabbing their shoulders, and step back, shouting for a vigilant young beast.

The soldiers open their eyes.

‘Feeling pain · · ·? ’

Undead · · ·?

The vicious man looks up at his spear.

Subtle particles of light are flowing out.

They were just soldiers. A soldier, not a knight.

Of course, I did not know that I could learn Mana or use her power.

In a bad way, they were only physically trained.

They were using weapons with "holy power," like paladins.

“Ha, haha, hahaha! ”

The soldier laughs without knowing it.

What is this? Me, me, using my sexual powers?

The soldiers look away.

Zombies and ghouls that only scare me feel unsightly.

On the contrary, they feel like paladins they admired.

“You can do it. ”

3A).

“I can win. ”

You can win!

Soldiers shout. I wasn't even in line.

I'm out of alignment with excitement.

You swing your sword at the zombies and ghouls with an incredible move.

The blade cuts through the undead's skin.

It cuts through the tofu like a knife. It cuts through the tofu so sharply.

The skin was split and burnt to ashes and sprayed everywhere.

“Ha, ha, ha! ”

The soldiers grow arrogant beyond confidence.

The time has come for the living to hunt the dead, not for the dead.

By the time I thought about it, a soldier turned around feeling popular behind his back.

“... Huh? ”

The soldier flies away with a surprised expression.

The other soldiers turn their gazes in horror.

A huge 50cm long sword in his right hand and a head in his left hand.

A decapitated undead knight in full body armor stands out.

“Hiic!”

The soldiers who saw Durahan scream.

Then I woke up and the soldiers regained their senses.

Then, someone leaps over the soldier's shoulder.

“Huh?"

The shovel flickers.

The prince swung his shovel with his fierce eyes.

Durahan's sword lightly strikes the shovel.

“What the fuck...? ”

The prince's body crumbles.

Jennard shouts when he sees it.

“Woe, protect the Crown Prince! ”

The soldiers wake up and retrieve the prince from the place where the prince falls.

“Stay in formation! Everybody, wake up! ”

You strike back at the soldiers who were excited by what Jennard said.

They're regular soldiers. It was never a paladin capable of wielding a powerful force against the undead.

After realizing that, the soldiers quickly step back in fear.

- Whoo-hoo!

A freak erupts from Durahan's mouth in his left hand.

Durahan's Longsword soars high into the sky.

“Phew!”

Two soldiers in formation lift their shields and block the Longsword. The soldiers' bodies twist in the heavy assault.

Durahan swings his sword again.

This time from the bottom to the top.

Durahan's second attack.

The shield is cracked. The soldiers, who were not pushed by the power of the ghoul, float in the air and fall back.

As the ranks collapse and there are gaps, the soldiers with spears turn white.

“Stab, stab! ”

Soldiers grab the spear and stab it.

A spear enhanced by power swipes into your armor.

Durahan cries out in agony, but never stops swinging his sword at the edge.

“... Oh my God, that guy! ”

Jennard grabs the prince and stops him from jumping on his feet.

“Oh, no! The opponent is Durahan. He's a headless knight! Different from Ghouls ”

Gerald silences you as you speak.

The prince frowns and pulls something out of his arms.

Jennard's eyes widen.

The prince pulls out an elongated wand-shaped weapon from his pocket.

It was surprising that a small bag of inadequate mass appeared, but what surprised Jennard even more was the weapon he pulled out.

That's... A gun?

What's with all the jewelry?

- Whoo-hoo!

Durahan's eyes tingle.

Durahan swings his sword and two soldiers bounce off.

The formation is broken by Durahan, and the ghouls and zombies strike back.

Durahan raises his head.

As my eyes rolled around, I looked at the little boy among the humans.

- Kirik?

By the time he realized the long stick was aiming at him · ·.

At the same time as the flash erupted, Durahan's head in his left hand burst into ash.

After losing his head, Durahan's body bows to his knees and falls forward.

“As expected · · · ·. I shouldn't have barged in. ”

The prince with the Musket sits on the ground, expressing his tongue to make sure the prince is tired.

* *

Haman swallows a dry saliva on the outside wall.

Sunshine drives away magic, and the phoneme has the power to attract magic.

When the sun rises, the undead cannot exert great power.

But · · ·.

‘It disappears. ’

Haman looks up at the sky.

Black clouds swallowed up the sunlight in a violent blizzard.

I felt a faint magical power.

Those clouds were like the fog created by vampires.

`Moreover, even the sea is lost. `

The battle that began in the morning and evening has continued to this day.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The zombie swings and swings the drum.

Zombies and skeletons scream whenever a drum made of human hide is sounded.

“Fire!”

The prisoners fire their bows and crossbows on the knight's orders.

Numerous arrows shoot out at the approaching zombies and skeletons.

The undead pick up their ugly shields and protect their heads.

Arrows fly through their limbs.

I pierced his arms, legs, and body.

I fall, I fall, I kneel.

But that was it.

The arrows and bolts do not penetrate the shield. No, the penetration only pierced the arm and did not reach the head.

The undead are fast approaching the outer walls of Ronia.

I climbed up the outer wall on a ladder of wood and bone.

- Queek, queek!

“Drop it!”

You shoot a bow and a crossbow at the zombies and skeletons coming up the ladder.

The helmet you were wearing falls through, rattling.

The undead stand still below, waiting for their next turn, shielding their heads.

There is no fear.

No pain.

I'm just following orders.

They will climb back up again unless they get their heads right.

Legion of Immortals.

That was the problem with the undead.

“... Shit. ”

Haman blasphemes at his appearance.

The opponent completely ignores them.

The undead can move as long as the enchanted head does not break.

That's what they're using it for.

‘No, these are not the ones that are the problem now. ’

The catapult that was among the zombies wiggles.

Something flying at the same time falls within Ronia's territory.

Haman looks at the place where the catapult fell.

A large ball breaks down the house and rolls the floor. After a while, the horns scattered while it split apart and made human formation.

“Zombie Catapults · · ·. ”

Floating is not a stone used to destroy walls and castles, but a lump of meat.

A zombie.

“Damn it! ”

Haman looks away from the wall.

- Quououououooo...!

The zombie ogre, which reaches 4m, moves.

The user grips the surrounding zombies, making a fist meal with both hands.

You hear the pressure of the ogre crushing your bones and flesh. Sometimes, the zombies burst and the blood spills out.

Zombie ogres put a bunch of meat on the catapult.

Skeletons squeak and pull the diaphragm. Release.

Glug-ug-!

The pulley loosens and the catapult rises.

The soldiers who saw him were appalled.

“Th, my God · · ·! ”

A portion of the catapult hits the outer wall and falls.

The clumped zombies crumble and fall under the outer wall.

-Fuck!

The zombies that fell inside the perimeter wall move even when their limbs are crushed.

I stood up in a howl and scattered.

“Stop him!"

Soldiers stab their spears and stop the undead from crossing the outer wall.

Fearful territorials were more likely to be eaten or undead without resistance than to fight for their lives.

“Stop them with ballistas! ”

The prisoners move their ballistas against the outer walls.

Loads a large wedge and aims at the zombie ogre.

You swoop by the side or hit the zombie ogre in the body, but it's not a threat to the undead.

The zombie ogre wiggles, ignoring the wedge that pierces its body, and regrouping the zombies back together in the catapult.

Haman grips his teeth.

At this point, I could not say that I was blocking the outer door.

The enemy continues to enter Ronia's territory.

If you go this way.

‘... is going down! ’

Haman grips his teeth.

His gaze is on the Vampire Earl.

The Earl of Vampires is just sitting on the kiln laughing.

`Stop it somehow. At least until the Palace of Justice finds out what's going on here, we can send reinforcements here. `

But there is no way.

It will take at least two weeks for the Department of Justice to find out. By then, this place won't hold.

As Haman clenched his fist in anger, a girl passed by in front of him.

“...? ”

Haman looks at the white-haired girl, stunned.