Kuraki Kyuuden no Shisha no Ou

Shake up the arms of a giant black hairy swollen bear and cut off the undead that strikes you with a sword that holds blessings.

The army of the dead was still like an avalanche. Perhaps it is the pathetic end of the warcraft that originally inhabited this forest.

Its integral capacity had been over-enhanced.

The flesh of his arms shredded to shake his nails down, and a sloppy, bloody saliva splashed from his wide open jaw. The way it strikes me as I crumble my flesh is exactly like a demon who has risen from hell.

Cenri knew.

It's all abominable Necromancy.

But to that extent - the Knights of the End cannot be stopped.

The energy of the light manipulated by Cenri and his men, the power of blessing keeps the darkness away.

If you dwell in the sword, it will be a force that will tear the darkness apart, and if you dwell in armor, it will be a barrier that will keep death away. Activate it to increase your physical abilities. Therefore, the Knights of the End can fight the dark families who wield the power of the outside world.

"Was there a Necromancer?

"Hey, hey! Damn, you can manipulate the undead so far with manipulation from a distance!

Keep killing the Dead Meat Beast (Fresh Wild), whose companions breathe out and constantly strike.

Light and darkness. Positive and negative. Compatibility advantages are here. So the Necromancer fills the difference in numbers.

The undead, reinforced by the Necromancer by the collapse of their souls at a price, are deepening their fallout.

Even the Knights of the End, accustomed to the purification of the undead, are so handy.

"Cenri, do you want to pull? These guys, if they only had time, they'd destroy themselves."

"I won't pull."

"Huh. That said, I thought! That's why I'm a first-degree knight candidate!

Luffrey smiles deeply as he sweats at Cenri who answers instantly.

We can still afford it, but the drain is intense. I can see the blessings of my fellow men shredded.

The blessings the Knights of the End have are enormous, but never infinite. If it drains, it takes time to recover, and if it drains, there will be no way to protect yourself from the dark family. The centipede is barely fatigued, but the blessings of the Luffreys are only about a tenth of the centipede.

The undead are coming at us now are on the lower end. Cenri thinks as she purifies herds of wolves to breathe.

The secondary Necromancer is infinitely closer to the Dark King. I don't think it's going to end with an army of just Dead Meat Beasts.

We need to conserve the power of the Luffreys. At least bringing them home alive is part of Cenri's mission.

"Add a piece at once"

"!? As, well, Cenri. Still these guys..."

"If you are a master, you will"

I didn't hesitate.

The weapon given to him when he became a second-degree knight - a sword made of precious holy silver in both hands, Cenri prayed.

Stick your sword to the ground. Collect the blessings that were rising all over your body at the tip of your sword and blast them all at once.

Pure positive forces, not converted into the energy of destruction, become winds of light and diffuse around them.

"" The Light of Liberation (Seoul Release) ""

There was no destruction. The body of a flock of wolves undead, whose audacious arms were about to be waved down and whose companions were constantly flying without a mind to die, collapses without sound and turns into dust.

Not even while the dead who were constantly attacking us scream, they disappear as if they were illusions.

Senri dropped off the look in an indescribably sad mood.

The Light of Liberation (Seoul Release) is the most basic magic of purification. It is the end-knight power of the End Knight, which fills and gives rest to the undead with widespread positive energy.

Defense is almost impossible, and there's no more powerful technique if you're dealing with a massive amount of low-lying undead.

The silence returns. The air that was precipitating is purified. Nevila took on the shoulder the mace she was swinging and whistled delightfully.

"I didn't expect you to purify that number of undead at once... that's right, Second Class Knight"

"I decided it would be better to wear it out"

Draw your sword from the earth. Grip your palms a few degrees to make sure your body is in good shape. Cenri nodded without moving one eyebrow.

The Light of Liberation (Seoul Release) is powerful, but it drains heavily compared to fighting with a blessing on a weapon because it releases a large amount of the power of light at a time. So the End Knight learns the art of manipulating weapons first in order to reduce the wear and tear of a certain blessing.

However, the quantity of blessings that Cenri possesses is tattooed by a first-degree knight.

I release a lot of force at once so I feel mild tiredness but soon it will disappear as well.

I can still fight. I haven't lost 10% of my strength yet.

Purple eyes look all the way to the end of the woods. Souls invaded by darkness still exist. We must remedy it.

"It's okay. No problem. For Horos, our raid should be unexpected. Finish it before you rebuild your attitude."

To Cenri's words, his companions nodded with a serious look.

§

The mansion was found immediately.

Open the locked gate with strength and enter.

Inside the fence. In the large garden there was a dark leftover incense of death. But only inside the mansion can you feel the signs of the undead.

Perhaps the dead meat beast (Fresh Wild) that attacked this garden earlier was left unattended. I think of the dead wolves running around the garden for only a moment, and Cenri frowns in good shape.

Powerful magicians have strong signs because of the enormous power they have in them.

Dark magic overflows from the mansion. Its strength definitely goes into the five fingers among the opponents Cenri has fought for so far.

Yes. Without a doubt, Horos Carmen is in that mansion.

Cenri and the others are waiting for the Arrogant Shore, even as they learn of the arrival of the Knights of the End, their host enemy.

"Damn, I didn't know we were coming, so I didn't choose to run away. You cowardly Necromancer, you're so confident that you're a corpse now."

As usual, Nevila has a deep grin full of wild flavors. But the complexion was slightly whiter than usual.

That evil is about to swallow me.

"Scared?"

To the words that came out unexpectedly, Nevila rounded her eyes for a moment and ate her teeth immediately.

Only the head shakes the blessed mace with the holy silver, screaming in a rough voice.

"Shh... who are you talking to? I'm a knight of the end, aren't I? Besides, Cenri, I've been doing this a lot longer than you have. I've done this amount of opponents, many times. Don't worry about me. It's your job to put Horos' wife down!

"... ok. Let it be."

"Damn. I know your personality, but Cenri has no respect for seniors."

For this minute, there will be no obstruction to the fight. As Nevila put it, all the fellows Cenri brought are fierce men with combat experience under the ephemeral of 'extermination'. Even if you feel threatened by the power of a Necromancer, you will not atrophy.

There are no other signs of undead outside the mansion. I guess it was the last time it was me.

Horos is going to decide everything in this mansion.

The doors of the mansion were wide open as if they were even provocative.

Concentrate the spirit, activate and transform blessings that flow through the whole body, and improve physical abilities.

The Luffreys are equally revitalizing their power in a stand-up that doesn't make them feel tired before.

Just as the Necromancer is strengthened by collecting death, so those who belong to light have the protection of light. There's nothing to be afraid of.

And the Cenli and the Knights of the End infiltrated the mansion.

§ § §

It was a long journey. It was a path of misery. But I finally see ahead.

Twenty years after becoming a Necromancer classified as second class.

Grief of a Necromancer - King of the Dead. With its birth, Horos Carmen becomes one of the most powerful beings in the world in the sunshine, the Necromancer, divided into one level.

It is by no means a coincidence that the Knights of the End have now launched a raid at this best time.

They feel unconscious. The birth of the Dark King. Therefore, I am trying to hold it back at all costs.

I was really lucky to have a delicacy called the end in it.

That growth rate, the size of the vessel, is the highest in Horos' long life as a Necromancer.

I went to get my gear. The end wasn't back yet. What's the hassle......

But it turns out that the end is nearby to Lord, its biological parent. I'm only worried about being slightly too smart, but I have orders. If you finish what you have to do, you will come back.

What Horos should focus on is the defeat of the Knights of the End.

If I lose that end now, I don't know how many decades it will be before I can get as much undead as I do next.

But don't worry. Once. Only once, you can repel them.

I would have taken care of it and waited for the next level mutation, but with that end of wisdom, with intelligence, the ritual would be a success even for a corpse ghost (ghoul).

Slit your palms shallow, use your own blood and draw magic formations.

It's a burden on the human Horos, but the undead that was out there is wiped out in this short time.

There shouldn't be a first-degree knight, but, more than expected, the enemy is strong.

Use everything that Horos Carmen has ever gotten on foot.

Is this the last trial?

Stare at the slaves who were following Horos' instructions in awe. I'm ready. I don't need the hands of slaves anymore.

"Lew, I'll get you to work too..."

"Huh...!?

In the sight of Horos, Luu fades a step, falling back.

Body on thin hands and feet. Her eyes peeled deeply and her hair was not fixed. The outfit is also blurry, less than the whole 'Skeleton' thing, a truly small being.

Above all, there was already no such thing as the energy to live in its eyes. You can call him a slave-like slave.

Horos makes slaves laugh for the first time.

"Even fragile beings... have a use. The source of their power is life itself - prayer, pride. Dirt it and you'll lose your strength."

"Hey, what..."

Lou gives a voice similar to a fine cry.

Horos moved his eyebrows tingly, but regained his mind and gave the order.

"I don't remember allowing the question... well, fine. This is the last time. Lou, it's Lou Dores. With the Skeleton Knight, intercept the Knights of the End."