The face of the Vampire has a pulmonary cavity in the blade of the High.
Holy undead horsemen galloping.
You press the Vampires into the hoof of a horse and burst them, piercing them through the spear.
Knights wield their swords to aid the Holy Undead.
As the yotoons panicked as they watched the struggle between their feet, there was another creature that jumped at them.
“By order of the Holy Father. ”
“Hunt Giants -! ”
Those in red rune armor, the Red Cross.
Those with sickles cut off their arms.
As the yotoons stagger, green rune armor, and green crosses aim for the muskets and pierce their faces.
The cracked yotoons collapse.
“And feet.”
Wearing golden rune armor.
The Golden Cross, including Oskar, former swordsman and his disciple Charlotte Heraiz.
They set the eye light on fire inside the helmet.
Intimidation emanates from them.
With every passing pass, the yotoons are cut off by an invisible sword.
The cavalry passes by, and a group of fools appear.
“For the Empress -! ”
The dwarves in heavy armor hold a double-edged axe.
You use the strength of your belly against a heretic, slicing off their legs, and bashing their heads in.
In the chaos, the Vampires burst into tears.
Roll your eyes and look around.
All I can see is the death of my own kind.
“Counter, Counter! ”
To die like this is an insult to the Vampire King.
It was when the baron's bloodsucker cried out.
The black shadow falls.
The baron raises his head and looks pale.
“... damn Aslans. ”
It's a giant elephant.
A fleet of armored elephants applied in Aslan.
As the giant ivory shifts, the zombies rise into the air.
His legs are lifted and he stomps over the baron who spits out insults.
Slaves whip on elephants.
“Behold, bloodsuckers! The glory of Aslan is here! Judas, I will consume the souls of the deceitful! ”
One of the twelve kingdoms of Aslan on an elephant.
Jeremy bursts into laughter.
You put your hands on the neck of the elephant and injected the power.
This power was gained by Holy Allen.
He's the one who destroyed our country, but he's never had this much power.
“Let's go!”
The elephants roar and charge.
Crash into Jotun.
The ivory tore itself apart because it couldn't penetrate Jotun's body.
For these yotoons, Aslan's elephant was like an angry boar.
The meteor shot up from the sky was directly against the earth.
“Adjust the angle so your allies don't fit! ”
Hans calmly commands the artillery.
“It's time for this old man to do his part. ”
Cardinal Rafael threw his shirt off.
Trained muscles wiggle.
I grabbed the staff with both hands.
A vortex of holy power spreads around you.
Gives all living creatures strength and stamina.
Tinya, the princess of Aslan, rides a horse.
After that, the monks follow.
“Protect the Princess! ”
Damon, the lifelong guardian of Tinya, shouts.
The monks of Aslan rush in circles.
At the center of it, Tina lowers her world-water cane and runs to the ground.
Plants grow where the end of the staff has passed.
Plants formed human forms and produced small giants of 7, 8m.
The woodmen summoned by Tinya leap up and knock the yotoons down, choking them with plants.
- You think you can beat me?
The biggest yotoon.
It should be 25m in size.
Dozens of people rise from the air as the giant yotoon waves his hand.
Muskets didn't work on him either.
"The Bone Dragon."
The ground splits. The dragon's front foot protrudes out and snatches its body.
The throbbing dragon heart spreads its power everywhere.
You spread your wings and howl at the sky with the jaws of the dragon unfolding.
As the giant yotoon pauses, the Bone Dragon bites the yogurt's head and ignites.
Overwhelming.
The Vampires turn their backs on despair.
The direction of the headron, filled with dusty clouds.
We have to go there.
The Vampire King and the Giant King must have arrived there.
Their army was the only force to bring them down.
“Retreat, retreat -! ”
The Vampires cry out.
After summoning the undead and blocking it with a shield, you run at full speed towards the headron territory.
“... we are sinners. ”
One of the vampires running away gives me the creeps.
He seems to be on the run, terrified, but he can't see the surroundings well.
Nevertheless, a vampire could be seen.
The reason was simple.
“Those who make other people's misery happy. ”
There were so many ‘them'.
The dust mist they were escaping was also on the left quadrant, bordering the lines.
Wearing white scarves in chain armor.
There is no formula.
You loosen your throat with your free weapon and lick your lips at the runaway vampires.
Them, northern Lonia.
Berserker Cavalry of over 2,000 prisoners.
Lord Jennard closes his eyes and mutters quietly, placing his hands on his chest as if to repent.
"The day will come when we will be trapped in hell and pay for what we have done. But."
Lord Jennard opens his eyes.
You stare at the bloodsuckers with furious eyes.
“I will reduce the price for that now. ”
Lupel, who was next to you, mutters.
“May Guia bless you. ”
Jennard draws his sword.
“We are finally...! ”
Prisoners on deck.
It's like a bunch of grumpy warriors who can't move.
“The time has come to repay the favor bestowed on the Son. ”
Lord Jennard raises his horn with his remaining left hand.
“All speed -. ”
I breathed my breath into the horn as hard as I could.
Boooooo -!
It signals an assault.
Prisoners smile.
When I wear it on the horn, Lord Jennard shouts.
“Forward-!"
Pick up and hit the horse.
At the same time, I hit the lower abdomen of the horse with my foot.
The horses lift their front legs and thunder.
The horses that were trying to tame them with ferocity stared at the excited Vampires.
The prisoner cavalry moves one by one.
Dalgric, Dalgrick.
Dallac, Dallac, Dallac.
Increases speed.
Prisoners lower their waist.
2,000 horsemen charge mercilessly towards the Vampire.
“Oh-oh-oh!”
“Giant-!"
The incoming scream.
“Run, run...! ”
The Vampires run with all their might to die.
The remaining magical force was concentrated on the leg.
I gallop.
We have to run.
Just a little more, a little more.
You see a cloud of dust right in front of the Vampires.
The face of a hopeful vampire.
I reached out to the idea that I could live.
At that moment, the body of the vampire disappeared.
It became minced meat crushed by dozens of horseshoes when it hit the cavalry.
The cavalry sprints across the dust clouds.
You blocked the retreat of the vampires trying to escape.
Jotuns are killed.
The vampires were slaughtered.
As the last Vampire falls and the Jotun splits into pieces, Lord Jennard raises his sword and shouts.
“Victory, victory! ”
According to Lord Jennard, the soldiers shout for joy.
Everyone rejoices, and Alan pulls out the spear in Jotun's brow. And you look at the dust clouds spreading near the headlands.
The eye light on the skull grew and grew thin.
“Not yet.”
The battlefield rings in his words.
The delighted soldiers are puzzled.
The cheerful ones slowly look at the dust clouds.
You hear a loud noise among the lightning clouds.
Magic takes hold, and the rain of blood starts to fall.
Clouds of dust disappear from the blood.
And everyone was stiffened.
“What the hell.... ”
Lord Jennard has made a beep.
A vast, bloody army.
You see a massive zombie army of 400,000.
Is that all?
An army of over 2,000 Jotuns that collapse on the outer walls of the Headron Territory and spread out in all directions.
A giant beast, over 100 metres tall, rides the King of Jotun here.
You even create an illusion that half the world has turned dark red.
Rufel sees teeth mounted in the zombie kiln, among them.
“Vampire King!”
“... because how many people have you killed? ”
Dark Elf Tinya mutters in astonishment.
More than twice the size of troops stationed in the Holy See.
The more time you drag on this battlefield, the more overwhelming the dead will become.
Legion of Immortals.
No food required and no guidance. A group of zombies without emotion and without fear.
They are weak, but running together is scarier than any undead.
The song of Elise, who was singing to the choir, is cut off.
As a saint, she was also deeply terrified.
[Elise, call the choir.]
Elise pauses.
Eyes turn to Allen in the middle of the battlefield.
He flies the message looking at himself.
[Please, Holy Mother.]
“If it is the Holy Father's command. ”
Allen's wounds are not healed. Possesses potential sequelae So he won't be burdened.
Elise sings.
Even as her voice echoes, the soldiers shudder, their faces turning blue.
I almost forgot to run away.
“Hahaha! Look at them, they're frozen! ”
The Vampires whip the Lycans, dragging them on a cart.
The chariot troops gallop, and Ghoul and Durahan follow them.
“Yes, you are livestock! We are the new people...! ”
Rufel, who was hardened by the vampire's words, regained consciousness.
“Mo, everyone is fighting.... ”
Alan raises his spear and shoots it down.
“The archangel, Metatron. ”
The air cracks.
The gears spin, bringing out the mighty giant.
A giant handful of metal armor wrapped around your body. An archangel with 12 wings of the heavens.
Metatron's hands are overlapped with electricity.
Gear rotates vigorously.
The spark spreads with redness.
The grip is made. Even Metao, who was inside, smashes into pieces.
“Blow it up.”
A word from the Holy Father.
The archangel raises his hands.
The massive sacred masses burst into flames.
An intense light that seems to be blinding.
It pierces the atmosphere.
The rushing vampires are crushed by the sound of rupture.
Those around you are caught in the fire.
Light penetrates the body of the giant beast, reaching 100 meters.
Despite everyone's silence, the Holy Father Allen smiles.
“A front-row champion. ”
Later, the eardrum burst. You hear the cries of the Vampires.
A giant beast howls and wails.
My body was pierced, and sand gushed from my body.
Like Moses' miracle in an instant, through the place where Metatron struck, the forces of blood were divided to the left and to the right.
The cheerful vampires hardened.
On the contrary, the forces of light opened their mouths.
I don't know how many thousands were blown up in a blow just now.
“There's still plenty of them. ”
You hear Allen's voice.
“There is only one way to end this war. ”
Alan glances at the king of yotoons, on the kiln beneath their feet, and on the throne, the Vampire King.
“Killing kings. ”
Alan makes his move.
The Bone Dragon bows before him.
Up above your head, the Bone Dragon raises its head.
Then Rupel shouted.
“All hands, battle stations! ”
“Brace yourselves! ”
The forces of light regroup.
The cavalry picks up its shield and holds it steady.
The Bone Dragon has risen.
The Vampire King narrowed his eyes, looking at him.
“What are you going to do, yotoons? ”
- What are you gonna do? Make it all sand! Urgarh, what about you?
Tunghinir, the giant of the earth, told Urgarh, the magical giant.
Urgarh casts a spell on the sighing giant beast.
- I can't believe you turned my masterpiece into this.
The giant beast howls and rises up again.
Urgarh climbs aboard and looks for an army of light in formation.
- Kill 'em all! Kill' em all!
Blendmir, the Vampire King, smiles.
“All right, yotoons. Let's march together.”
Blendmir raises his hand.
The zombie army moves on.
Dashing forward to devour all life.
“All troops, follow His Holiness-! ”
Charlotte screams.
The Bone Dragon flew away.
The Wyvern is summoned and the skeletons with the Muskets flash.
“Oh-oh-oh!”
An army of light follows.
The army of blood rushes towards them.
Two moves.
Crashes.
The walkers rush to the front and the soldiers stagger.
You hear the sound of the organ, the screams, and the cries.
The soldiers wield their swords at the dead, believing only the shout of victory.
Metatron rotated the gears.
You shoot spears and arrows of light.
Then Metatron raises his head.
- Fight me.
You see the giant beast you were dealing with and Urgarh on board.
- You big lizard!
A huge boulder drops towards the direction the Bone Dragon flies.
The Bone Dragon flew low, avoiding it.
Tunguinea, who threw a stone, grabs the Bone Dragon's neck.
The shock knocks Alan to the ground.
Roll the ground a few times. Then I got up on my feet with my spear.
He stared at Tunguinea and the Bone Dragon.
Two monsters are fighting fiercely.
“I've been waiting for this moment. ”
Alan turns his gaze in the direction of his voice.
A kiln of hundreds of zombies, a blendmir on top of which holds a spear and aims at Allen.
“I will burn you and your kin, and I will break the cycle of vengeance. ”
Blendmir's angry and hateful voice.
Blood is gathering around him.
Blood bars are made so you can't run everywhere.
Blendmir glances at Allen, raising his magical power.
“I'll have your head. ”
Blendmir's body was fragmented and absorbed into the blood's iron bars.
At that moment, Alan turns around.
A spear flew out right behind him.
Blendmir stepped on the ground from behind.
The ground splits.
The muscles expand.
I took a deep breath and stabbed myself with the spear of blood.
Severing the atmosphere, a powerful strike flies towards Allen.
Then, Alan opens his mouth.
“The Vampire King, when I first met you, ”
Blendmir's eyes met Alan's.
Ahn Kwang's eyes curled up like a crescent moon.
“I swore an oath. ”
Alan clenches his fist.
Storm of sexual strength.
A clear force forms behind his back and rests on his shoulders.
At that moment, I punched the spear of blood with my fist.
Boom!
Heavy Strike.
The blade plunges straight into the ground.
Blendmir's arms were shattered and blood spurted from the impact felt at the end of the spear.
My whole body seems to be spreading.
"Ugh!"
When Blendmir opens his mouth in agony, he hears a familiar voice in his ears.
“I'll give your skull to your grandson. ”
Blendmir gave me the creeps.
I instinctively opened up my distance.
Blendmir's eyes tremble.
“Who's your boy?! ”
Alan opens his hands.
The user walks at him defenselessly, underestimating the target.
I burst out a cheerful smile.
Then he raised his head and said.
"Who?”
Blendmir looks faint.
Behind Allen's back, you see a soul stained with light, like a guardian.
With a wrinkled face, white hair and a beard.
With his arms outstretched, grinning.
“You've fought me before, Vampire King. ”
Blendmir's eye muscles twitched.
A human who was supposed to be dead and gone, is now in sight.
“... Celt Olfalls. ”
He was right in front of you.