Vampire Invasion Day 2.
No, it's been three days.
Earl Hans Gerami hides in the corners of the Imperial Palace.
There is still a war on the outside.
In spite of the distance, you hear a continuous scream on the outside wall.
How long do I have to hide? ’
Hans calculated all sorts of things in his head.
By now, it would have been reported to Aslan about the army of blood.
Depends on the weather.
I would have informed you of this as soon as possible using a communication crystal ball and a bird.
‘Let's see, assuming the Holy Father gets a report and runs right away, considering the speed of Bone Wyvern, under the calculation of the weather and restless flying... tomorrow? Or tomorrow night? ’
Hans mutters under his desk.
The Vampire invaded four days after he dug a tunnel and waited in the mountains.
Seven days if I have to hang on.
When they finished the preparation process, they were unruly.
There are still a lot of casualties.
And then, bang, bang! ’I heard knocking.
Hans shrugs as his voice grows louder.
“Earl Hans! Are you there?”
Lord Haman! ’
I'm alive!
Hans hurries to his feet.
Open the door wide.
Haman breathes heavily whether he rushed to the imperial palace or not.
Behind him stood paladins, one of the old priests.
“Ser Haman! What's going on? Can you stop the vampires? ”
“I need you to come with me first. ”
“Yes?"
Haman grabs Hans by the arm.
The paladins march with Hans.
“What brings you here...? ”
"...!"
“There are traces of a vampire in the Imperial Palace. ”
“They also seem to be quite skilled. A member of the Golden Cross was killed. ”
Hans gives you an embarrassing look.
Why would he tell himself that?
When I think about it, I feel like Haman is going down to the basement with the paladins.
‘Aha, I see. Are we evacuating?’
I expected that, but Haman's next words followed.
“I hear Earl Hans is in charge of redesigning the dungeon. ”
Hans tilts his head.
If this is where you designed it...
“Yes, well…. The 7th Prince suddenly summoned me as soon as he became His Holiness. ”
Hans recalls the Holy Land.
- I hear your grandson trusts you after Hermes. It's also said to be the best continent in alchemy.
Hans laughs in vain.
The continent was the best, of course, but it felt strange to hear it from the Holy Father himself.
- So, there's something you need to do. It's very simple.
At that time, Hans entered the underground labyrinth, where only a few could enter, except for the Holy See and the Holy See.
“We don't know the inner structure. So.”
“You're not asking me to be your guide, are you? Lord Haman.”
Haman nods, looking up at Hans.
“How strong is the intruded vampire? ”
“... more than just a monarch. ”
Hans stops.
“My God, do you have the strength to deal with a vampire like that? ”
Hans' cry brings the Old Shrine forward and bows her head.
"I am Cardinal Uriel. ”
Hans quickly bows his head, appalled in considerable class.
Hans opens his mouth, thinking about it.
“I…. Have you ever hunted a vampire? ”
Cardinal Uriel cautiously said while moxing.
“I hunted a baron once. ”
We're screwed.
At this rate, I won't be able to live by my command.
Hans squeezes his temples.
For a moment, I regained my reason and tilted my head.
“You don't have to go alone in that basement. ”
Cardinal Haman and Cardinal Uriel stare at Hans curiously.
“Of course, there were labyrinths like labyrinths and traps before I designed them. ”
Hans recalls several traps.
"There won't be any vampires to get in there and out alive. I made a guardian.”
* *
‘Damn it, where are you? ’
Kirum ran through the underground labyrinth using the Vampire's physical ability.
Walls everywhere.
There are small holes, and there is a faint but holy energy and runic energy.
Kirum's spine grows colder as he runs through the maze.
‘The trap won't fire. ’
I feel like I'm being led deeper.
He is a madman.
If a vampire infiltrates, he drags them deeper than he can stop them or throw them out.
It is also their taste to torture a vampire in a cruel way, regardless of means and means.
‘It's all right. I've received the power of the Vampire King. ’
Once he became a duchess, he became even more vital.
Even if he dies, an extra life will protect him.
At that time, Kirum smelled familiar blood.
It is the fragrance of the people.
You have reached your target point.
It was time to take a step around the corner.
“What's that? ”
Kirum creates a breathtaking illusion.
A ‘liquid monster’ about 5 meters in front of you.
We are forming a human being.
It has thick arms and legs and is slime-like in body.
The surface is full of bones and leather.
‘Oh my God, is this...? ’
The Marquis of Kirum's face pales.
The pungent smell of iron that stimulates the tip of the nose, and the magical power felt by golems.
‘Bloody Golem. ’
The Guardian designed by Earl Timon in the North.
Kirum gives me goosebumps all over.
He denied the reality.
Why, is there such a thing in the Celestial Maze?
It's a Guardian with magical powers.
It is also a monster that requires a high level of skill.
The Bloody Golem studied by Earl Timon.
Timont was also a monster who couldn't make it because he didn't have anything to keep the body of the golem.
Kirum's gaze is on the red stone, inside the golem.
The Heart of Mist Calf.
There, Mana shakes.
Mixes Mana and Magic Power and generates maneuverability.
They used that heart to create this monster with the blood and flesh of a vampire, Lycan, etc.
“You're crazy.”
What dreadful cultists are these?
They only showed a glittering appearance of worshipping God, and created something so horrible.
They are.
“These devils-! ”
It was the Devil.
Bloody Golem opens his mouth.
Broken ribs flare like teeth.
- Que-e-e-e-e-e-e!
Bloody Golem lunges for Kirum.
Blood spatters with magical power.
It stretches like a whip and hits the keyroom.
Kirum hurriedly raises his long nails to stop it.
You hear the cracking of bones in your arms.
A bloody golem's whip of blood rises from its scabbard.
Lycan's teeth pierce Kirum's arm.
Kirum looks at his arm.
Bloody Golem absorbs his blood as it spills through the breach.
Damn it!
Kirum was an excellent vampire for infiltration and interrogation.
They have skills that specialize in running away and insulting someone, but are not part of the combat family.
‘It takes too long to eradicate the golem. ’
Most of all, the paladins would have noticed by now.
When they rush in here, things go sideways.
Kirum withdraws his hand and steps back.
He hurriedly shows his back and runs away.
Bloody Golem followed behind him.
Bloody Golem's flesh crumbles.
Then he formed a lion, and his legs ran on the ground.
Open your mouth.
Dozens of broken ribs rotate.
Trying to change the prey.
Kirum screams.
The Patriots, they were a terrible people.
* *
Soldiers of the Holy See are exhausted.
They were still watching the blood rush in.
Kill them, kill them, and more of them.
The protesters have repeatedly summoned the undead.
“Crazy bastards, don't you ever get tired! ”
Soldiers stab you with a spear, dropping a zombie outside the walls.
Then I turned my eyes away.
The Goddess and the Keeper of Hell are fighting with wounds all over their bodies.
The Holy Spirit and the Vampire King fought nonstop for three days.
With the same power, there is no sign of an end.
- Rrrrgh!
With one glance from the soldier, a creature spreads its wings from the sky.
A demonic statue covered in rock-hard shells.
Gargoyles bite soldiers and whip them with their fingernails.
“The outer door is breached! ”
Soldiers on the outer wall turn to the outer gate, screaming.
The outer door is breached.
A siege hammer made of giant bones and steel pierces through the outer door.
Tens of thousands of undead stand at the outer gate.
In front of them stands a paladin and soldiers, both armed with swords and spears.
A long window of more than 3m is aimed at.
As the paladins draw their power into the sword, they watch the undead army in their helmets.
“Bring it on, damn demons. ”
- Rrrrgh!
The undead are advancing.
As the soldiers raise their spears, the paladins rush out of the way.
The spear pierces the undead and lifts it up and slams it down.
The paladins swung their swords and slashed the heads of the undead.
“Just a little more. ”
Through the breached mountains, the protesters summoned the undead in bulk.
They also summoned the Undead on the third day.
I was going to bore the paladins to death.
‘Monsters. ’
The paladins of the Paladin are holding out for three days.
You continue to fight, killing the undead.
‘But it's soon. ’
The outer door is breached.
Livestock that are non-combatants live in the city.
They will be a good source of undead for the Vampire.
When I thought about it, one of my ancestors turned his head.
Behind my great-grandchildren, someone sitting on a rock is chiseling.
A vampire wearing the skull of a mountain goat on his head.
“Hey, what are you staring at? ”
His nephew approached him.
It's really peaceful.
You're sitting on a rock with a gold bracelet on your wrist?
The others are trying to summon the undead, vomiting blood.
The man just puts his staff on his shoulders and opens his grimoire.
The man wearing the skull of a mountain goat looked at his grandfather.
“Oh, you mean me? I just got here. I'm a little distracted. So take a break. ”
The opponent sighs. And I stole the sweat.
“All your people are struggling now, and the more lazy you are, the harder it will be for others. Summon the Undead."
“Summon Undead.... You mean do it?”
“Yes."
“I'm a little tired. I think I can wipe it out with a little rest, but I just need two or three minutes of rest. ”
Are you out of your mind?
The great-grandfather kicked his tongue.
Most of them have lived for centuries, with the exception of a handful of creatures.
It was not strange that there was a weirdo among them.
“Yes, help a colleague. There is no rest. ”
The protestor felt a strange feeling while speaking.
I was strangely repulsed by the existence of a mountain goat wearing a robe.
Above all, there is something that attracts the attention of the nephew.
There is a golden bracelet on the man's wrist with the bones of a mountain goat.
Strangely, there was a holy energy....
“... Who are you? ”
As his expression steadily solidified, the man's body trembled.
It's like smiling.
“I am an army. ”
The descendants who were tired of summoning the undead turned their backs in astonishment.
“heir to Gaia. ”
The eyes of the Vampires widen.
The waves.
The waves of the Holy Water swept over the Ancients' hills.
“What the hell!”
Those who are in the holy water burn their whole bodies.
Nearest ancestor.
Earl's great-grandfather had barely survived the Holy Water.
“Haha!”
I looked at the man in front of me with my eyes shaking with a cheerful smile.
The man stretches out his hands.
I speak a language that I don't know whether it is a spell or a prayer
A summoning ritual for something.
Something big is about to happen.
We have to stop that.
"Stop"?
No, it can't be stopped.
The opponent...
“Holy Father!”
One of the Vampires said:
The Vampires gave him a terrible cry.
Holy Father? Holy Father?
How did the Holy Father get here...?
It wasn't in Aslan!
“The Vampire King is here. ”
The Holy Father, Allen, flashes an eyelight inside the skull.
Along with the call of a spell, the Vampires attack him with evil.
“Then we'll have to wipe them out with all our might. ”
The Holy Undead protrude from around Allen and stop the Vampires.
The summoning ritual continues.
As the force spread, those who fought on the outer wall reacted.
“This energy... ”
Celt turns her head to look at the mountains.
The Vampire King also turned his head and opened his eyes.
Holy King Allen is summoning in the mountains.
“Dangerous.”
Kirum arrives earlier than expected.
The Bible equals the Holy Father, but if we face the Holy King, we will not stand a chance.
Where's the keyroom?
No news yet.
I can't help it.
The Vampire King looks at Cerberus.
“Make way. ”
Cerberus crashes into the statue.
The statue falls back.
A fiercely breathing Hellhound digs a tunnel with his legs and three heads.
The earth melts with the flames of hell gushing from its mouth.
The Gargoyles who were flying in the sky fell to the ground and sold the earth.
Even the cloudy fog obstructed my vision.
Celt grips the Warhammer as she looks at it.
Digging a tunnel is quick. We can't lose him.
“Where are you going? ”
Celt lunges for the Vampire King.
The lightning strikes the Warhammer and its power reaches the Vampire King.
The Vampire King pulls out his spear.
Blood splattered across the battlefield makes the spear even more sturdy.
They strike a final blow.
* *
The vampires at the foot of the mountain range opened their mouths.
I couldn't even think of approaching the Holy Father anymore.
Hundreds of sacred undead stand in the way.
Above all, the summoning ritual is over.
The king raises his head.
He smiles in the skull of a mountain goat, filled with arrogance.
“Archangel.”
Then I opened my mouth.
“Metatron.”
A tearing eardrum rang out.
The rattling noise of the cogs echoes in all directions.
The Vampires deafen your ears.
In pain, they look up at the sky.
Space and time distorted.
The heavy armor stretches out and rips open the air.
You twist the space forcefully, demonstrating its power.
The vampire opens his mouth in horror.
“That's.... ”
In the distorted space, the metal-covered head is pulled out.
“Disaster.”
The majestic body reaches 20 meters.
Gears spreading all over the place.
With no lower body, only the upper body floats into the air, which is over 30 meters in size.
With the spread of twelve sacred wings, the white feathers spread to all sides.
Archangel Metatron, his presence on the battlefield.