I looked down at the top of the fortress.
The heavenly army has entered the city.
A full-body rune armor with a large skeleton.
Over two meters in size, I could see a magnificent suit, or a small golem, coming out of SF.
Aztalun, the golden rune, shines.
The paladins with the Muskets point their guns at the Jotuns in unison.
“Shoot-!"
Jotuns' bodies are pierced by a single shot.
As the yotoons take a step back, the paladins step forward and carry the Muskets on their backs.
You draw the shield in your left hand and the sword in your right hand.
"Phew..."
Breath flows through the helmet.
The user flies a concert across its thick armor.
Slow pace started to accelerate, and I started running.
“Glory be to the Holy See -! ”
Jump up and run at the jotuns.
Hundreds of people seem to be fixated on the jotuns at the same time.
Swing a sword infused with power to slash Jotuns.
When Jotun swings his hand to slap those who hang on to him.
The arm is wrapped around a chain.
Jotun looks down at the ground, stunned.
Dozens of people grip and pull the chain.
A golden rune engraved on the armor illuminates.
The particles of holy power spill from the paladins as steam gushes from their bodies.
“Pull-!"
This toon bends and kneels.
Even the Giants have surrendered.
Some of the jotuns raise their hands in a shout.
Dozens of people gathered and lifted their shields.
“Ferring-!"
A transparent membrane appeared in front of their shields, flicking the giant's hand sideways to relieve the impact.
Cannons are placed in front of them.
[Avoid!]
Voice like radio.
Deliver a message using Aztalun developed by Hans.
Those who cling to Jotun dodged.
“Fire!”
Boom!
The cannon is pushed back and the bullet blows the giant's head off.
The yotoons were quickly cleared out.
“As the refugees leave the city, the Vampires are chasing them. Protect the people."
It's been a long time since I heard your voice.
Charlotte, riding Unira, wields her sword.
Some of the paladins move heavily out of the city.
To help refugees.
I looked at Charlotte to see if she could see.
She looks surprised.
For a while I hesitated.
She approaches me from the horse, hands on her chest, and kneels on one knee.
“Long time, Your Holiness. ”
“It's been a year, Charlotte."
It's still hard.
I'm glad you're her.
I reached out my hand.
Charlotte looked at my hand for a while and stood up, holding me face to face.
She smiles softly, and I say with a hollow smile.
“Thank you, I'm alive. ”
The yotoons collapse one by one, screaming.
Eventually, not long after, everyone was hunted.
A rune armor indeed.
This armor was made from the structure of Cyclops Golem in Aslan's Grave, so its power was great.
The famous alchemist on the continent, the Wizard of Iceland, to make that.
And I have received endless support from many kingdoms.
It's worth the effort.
I looked at the White Bone King.
The White Bone King, Lahamma, Qasim and Nasas will perish after their work is done.
I fell asleep with fatigue.
I sat on the floor and leaned against the wall.
Charlotte was embarrassed by him.
“Your Holiness! ”
“Take a break. It's been a while, so I'm tired. ”
It wouldn't be so hard with a wand and a grimoire.
A sponge soaked in water.
Two or three days should be enough.
Charlotte smiles bitterly and gestures.
The paladins hurried to make their tents and barracks.
“Rest well, then. ”
“I'll ask you to do something later. ”
* *
A wagon off the territory of Ariana passes through the rough roads.
Luckily, you escaped safely from the Giants.
The knights were relieved, but soon there was another problem.
The soldier who was sitting on the carriage seat turned his gaze into the forest.
The sun began to set.
As a result, the monsters of the night rush through the forest quickly.
"Vampire!"
They start raiding the survivors.
You hunted and drained the blood of refugees from the city.
Now I intend to hunt down the nobleman in this wagon.
“How dare the dead -! ”
A knight draws his sword.
I swiftly turn the beeper and stare into the forest, but my head is torn off by a protruding vampire.
“Run! It's hard to hunt them without a priest! ”
The soldier in the carriage seat shouted.
However, my gaze became stiff.
The torso is an old man, the lower half a vampire with the body of a crocodile.
Oh, my God!
Immediately after the Vampire War, there are known vampire nobles.
One of them.
The Duke's descendent against the Crown Prince White.
Duke Agares.
His presence is in front of us.
There's no turning back now.
I couldn't stop the wagon.
Then it breaks through.
“The Knights!”
Knights are moving forward.
“Charge-.”
You raise Lance and point ahead.
Horses run at full speed.
You grip the handle of Lance and secure it with your side and elbows.
I lowered my lower back even more.
“Charge -!"
The hoof races across the ground.
I'm about to crush Duke Agares in front of me.
“Not the bloodlines of the paladins, but the paladins. ”
Duke Agares raises the crocodile leg of his lower half.
“You think you can beat me! ”
Crocodile leg falls to the ground.
The earth shakes.
The horses of the galloping knights crouch in front of them, and the knights fall.
The wagon was also overturned by a cracked hole in the wheel.
“Protect the young master! ”
The knights rush to the wagon, but the vampires protrude out and tear them apart.
Whenever the knights scream, Duke Agares closes his eyes and savors the sound.
‘Yes, this is what the Night's clan looks like. ’
Humiliation so far.
You were hunted by the livestock and fled defeated.
Now I'm doing the slavery of Jotun.
I feel like the pride and honor that has been trampled on has been restored a little.
“Well, I guess I'll eat, too. ”
It's been a long time.
Noble blood is no different from any other livestock.
For a young master or young lady, the taste will be quite sweet.
Agares walks toward the wagon, and reaches out and opens the wagon door.
At that moment, the sword pierces Agares' shoulder.
Duke Agares looks at his opponent and shuts his mouth, making an impression.
“Hah... Hah... How dare a vampire. ”
A young man in his mid-20s bleeding out.
The sixth Imperial son of Duke Lunan of the Franz Kingdom.
Marcus Ariana points blood at Duke Against his head.
Agarez looked at Marcus and even though he thought he was petty, he still looked like a crier.
“Oh my goodness. If only.... ”
How can an assault be a bloodline of the royal family?
Agareth's back gives him the creeps, and he sets his forehead on it.
Blood runs through his shoulders, but he doesn't even feel pain.
Only his nerves were drawn to the raid of the bloodline of the Apocalypse.
“What's the matter? ”
As Agares does not kill Humans, curious ancestors approach.
They also look at Marcus with their eyes wide open.
“This guy…. No way?"
Duke Agares nods in a cold sweat.
"Marcus Ariana. Holy Father, this is Allen Olfalls' brother. ”
The words made their faces pale.
I instinctively stepped back.
Agares recalls the Vampire Wars in the Holy See.
It was clear that the tribes were leading to victory.
He was pushing White the Crown Prince along with his comrades.
The outer gates of the capital, Lawrence, have been breached by the Vampires.
Victory.
It was right in front of me.
A historical event that will overwhelm thousands of years of humiliation.
I did not doubt that it was the beginning of a new history of vampirism.
It didn't take long for me to realize it was a delusion.
Just one.
Broken by Allen Olfalls.
A craftsman who slaughtered a Vampire while summoning an archangel who emitted immense power.
The Demon King laughed at thousands of vampires.
Agarez 'brother was assaulted.
“What are you going to do? ”
Agares said to the vampire who swallowed the dried saliva.
“... I can't pretend I didn't see it. ”
You have already raided the Great Depression.
The Vampire King cannot let those who hate him go unpunished.
But what if it kills him?
‘The Holy Father will light his eyes and pursue us. ’
And torture him alive.
I regret this.
Wouldn't it be better to kill him, though?
There's a better chance of hitting them in the war...
“You'll get blood all over you...! ”
Marcus draws the sword he stabbed Agares with. And as she tries to bash her own throat, Agares grips the sword in surprise.
He reaches out another hand and grabs Marcus' head and slams him to the ground.
Qajik-.
“Ah…."
The blood splatters like a broken head.
Marcus' body sags.
The power of a common man to split his head open.
Is he dead?
I feel like I'm breathing.
It was fortunate that it was a bloodline of the angelic family.
It was stronger than normal humans.
Agares raises bloodied Marcus.
“Kill... I'll throw it away. You guys... Everyone... the Holy Father will hunt! ”
It's a creepy story.
The bloodsuckers dodged Marcus' eyes.
It was the same with Agares.
Among the Vampires, Agares, who was particularly timid, did not have the courage to kill his brother.
“Goddamn it, I'm taking him. It's as good a hostage as the bloodline of the Great Depression. ”
“Is that so?”
“Return to where the Frozen Giant is. ”
It was then.
The Lycans rush in behind you.
Quite a frightened look.
“Run away!”
Agares looks back.
When I look at the Lycans, something comes after me.
“The army of the Great Depression...! ”
Silver arrows shoot up and penetrate the Lycan's back.
The Lycans are pulled by a chain connected to an arrow.
“There they are. The Celestial Army, the army of the Great Depression, has arrived. An Ice Giant is being hunted...! ”
The Lycans scream.
Agares' face is pale.
On the hill, you see paladins dressed in runes.
Why is the paladin here...?
And the Frozen Giant, Blur, was hunted?
The paladins sparkle.
He said, spitting out particles of sexual strength in his helmet.
“That one?”
“It's Marcus.”
“The Holy Father's blood? ”
“Catch it, don't miss it! ”
The paladins are one step closer.
The user engraves a golden rune and spits out sacred power around it.
Intimidation.
One, one, has the power to surpass the catastrophe.
‘What, that armor...? ’
A paladin dressed in ancient golem-like armor.
Agares mutters instinctively.
“... run. ”
As the vampires stop, Agares screams.
“Everyone run! ”
“Hunt the Vampire-! ”
The paladins rush in screaming.
The frightened Vampires scattered their horns.
“I can't talk to them! With maneuverability, we can get up there, no matter what...! ”
“Where?! ”
The Vampire who runs alongside Agares speaks.
“Heading south on Rom. ”
Another yogurt advances south.
And among them was the Vampire King.
The Vampire King is headed to Iceland, but to get there, he must travel through the Kingdom of Rome.
“Jotun will join you there! ”
Agares runs with Marcus in his arms.
* *
Bellogue is in a hurry.
He looks up at the sky, waiting to pitch his tent near Avaldi's hut.
The moon rose from the sky.
Duc Ariana would have already been a wasteland.
‘I can't wait anymore. ’
Bellogue can't help but open the hut.
I headed down to the basement.
‘Avaldi told me not to interfere. ’
You don't hear the sound of a hammer at any point.
If you think about the age of the Grand Duke, you might have a body problem.
The bellogue goes down to the forge in the basement with a torch, startled.
“Vampire-!"
There is a person kneeling with his back.
Surrounded by flushed muscles and red skin all over the body.
Seeing the vampire outside the human veil, Bellogue hurriedly scowls through the forge.
“Grand Duke, Grand Duke! ”
I don't see the Grand Duke.
Did he eat the Grand Duke?
Bellogue hurriedly pulls out a hammer around him.
“You bloody vampire! ”
Approaching the Vampire with caution.
The Vampire said.
“It's finally done. ”
Bellogue stops.
A familiar voice.
No way...?
Bellogue tilts his head, swallowing dry saliva.
“The Grand Duke?”
“Belloq, I am complete. ”
Bellogue is startled and hurries to his presence.
I saw the face of the Grand Duke of Avaldi.
It changed, but it was definitely the Duke.
He was crying bloody tears.
But he still smiles brightly.
“Behold, Bellogue. ”
Duke Avadi raises his weapon in both hands.
“I succeeded. Earl Timont failed to fulfill his wish, but I succeeded. ”
Bellogue looks at the object in the hands of the Grand Duke of Avaldi.
The hand of the Grand Duke of Avaldi.
A golden spear reaching 2m.
The Warhammer's metal is extremely compressed and the window is erected.
You use the staff as a lever to make a fixture and engrave the runes of the grimoire all over the window.
In addition, he mixed the horns of Avaldi and barely cut down the flames of purgatory with the magical power that had been gathered for over a thousand years.
The power of the Pokémon is twisted. Magic can also be spilled.
A chaos of opposing forces, its own things.
‘... what the hell is this? Could there be something like this? ’
The bellogue gives me the creeps.
An unusual weapon.
It's like a weapon that even a god can kill.
These weapons are a realm of gods whose ancestors could not build even together.
“This is the ultimate weapon. ”
Avaldi's body burns.
A blue flame completely envelops his body.
Death was coming.
“As a livestock, you have helped. ”
Bellogue gradually looks at Avaldi as her body disappears.
“Thousands of years of wishes have come true. ”
Avaldi smiles.
“Thank you, Bellogue. ”
Avaldi's body collapses.
- Tank!
The ashes have fallen, and the spear falls upon it.
Bellogue wipes away the ashes of the Avaldi with his bare hands.
He did not know English and remained silent for a while.
After a while, you grab the window and lift it up.
Heavy.
Even that training with strength is too heavy to lift properly.
Bellogue barely raises his spear with both hands.
And I saw the ancient runes inscribed there.
His name engraved on the Grand Duke.
This is it.
This is the spear the Holy Father spoke of.
His name.
“Avaldi's Spear. ”
It was the birth of humanity's greatest armor.