Kuraki Kyuuden no Shisha no Ou

I hear the wind. doors that existed on the floor. Beyond the opening was pitch black.

The dazzling lights that the Razals have haven't even cleared up to the darkness behind the door. Perhaps the Lazars don't see anything behind the door at all.

But I would know if I had eyes for darkness. I feel the air flow even as I endure the pain. Behind the door is a huge space. It is also such a vast space that the terrestrial area can be seen in addition.

Deep. Behind the door is narrow as a passage for a while, with vast spaces beyond it. It's just a height you can't get off without a ladder in a human being.

Vampires also have excellent spatial grasping abilities. It was too heterogeneous a structure for my five senses to convey.

Shall I call it a three-dimensional maze? I can tell from the smell of intense dust that no one has stood in for a long time, but at the same time - 'sound'.

"Oh, man. What happened to you?

Lazar asks terribly. I thought.

This... is just too much for mercenaries.

Powerful undead may root castle the labyrinth that leads to the abyss, he said. I can clearly see why.

This is - undead territory.

Cenri has the ability to cross human boundaries with blessings and training, but it would still be quite difficult to keep fighting in the labyrinth of darkness that could be attacked from all directions.

The centipede, who would have stretched the thread of his senses with his eyes closed, shook his neck sideways with an astonishing look.

"No sign of undead...... don't"

I see... that's the castle of the ex-dead king. End knight measures seem to be in place. There's no way a cunning Necromancer can ever be behind this in the first place.

But I can't mislead my senses. [M] Concentrate your consciousness as hard as you can on being scattered into pain.

"of the crystals of the night... I can see a sign"

It's a bigger sign than any crystal I've ever felt.

I feel a negative aura that has not been wiped out by the shards of crystal I have can be drawn to me with unprecedented momentum.

Hmm...? Suck it............... can you?

"No way... give me strength... ugh"

You're collecting!?

The moment I came to the thought, a strong pain ran all over my body.

Squat. At the same time, there were signs that Cenri had taken his breath.

"Come on."

By the time Cenri screamed briefly, I was already moving.

Me and Cenri have been together for a long time. When I gently push the razal that was peering in from behind and evacuate it from the vicinity of the door, I throw myself behind the deep door.

"Don't come!

Even if I get knocked on a hard floor and stained, I won't die. Scream at Cenri and focus your consciousness.

I felt signs immediately. Something climbs up the wall at high speed in the dark.

It's not a creature. But it's not undead either.

Ragged footsteps. It was something I had never seen before that I had climbed a wall with long limbs.

Black, smooth cylindrical body. No eyes, no mouth, no nose, coming this way with long, hook-clawed limbs. It's freakishly shaped but terrible speed.

The center of gravity was very stable. It would be difficult for a boner without free will to be so disturbed even though it is an acrobatic move.

Even though there's no sensors, apparently this object knows exactly where we are. Behind - Cenri screams outside the door.

"Golem..."

Explore memories in pain.

Golem. I've heard of it. It's a living doll that serves as a high-ranking magician.

Even though we're getting closer this way, I can barely feel any signs. No heart sounds, no breathing sounds. And even body temperature.

The only footsteps. Was it this guy's footsteps that echoed earlier?

I was confident in the five senses, but I didn't notice until I was approached. Apparently... the vampire's ability to detect signs is specific to antibiotics.

He shakes up loudly and receives a hook claw with his arm that is twisted away like a whip. The back of my throat clogs me with burning sores that ran along the way.

If you look closely, the hook claws on both arms of the golem - they were made of silver. It's discoloured black, and it's not blessed silver like the weapon Cenri uses, but for sure.

The pain that the curse of Sable conveys and the pain of purification make me wonder what it is. But my body did exactly as my brain ordered.

A trembling hand grips the light eater (Brad Ruler) that was hanging on his hips and wields it with all his might in the air. The black body and blade collide violently and are blown away by both sides.

The golem is slapped against the wall. I can beat you up, too. I stuck my finger against the wall with a selfless obsession and fixed my body so that it wouldn't fall.

Pretty stiff, apparently made of metal. I might have been able to break it on the ground, but I can't really help it in the air.

You're hooked with hook claws, or the golem hangs upside down on the wall, gaining momentum and jumping. Strength and agility are no big deal, but the pain inhibits smooth movement. And silver is sloppy.

It won't be destroyed where a few shots have been taken, but it's far more troublesome than that army of undead that has attacked just a few.

Scold your warring soul for pain and move your arms. He waves off his arms with a wave, waves a wave of a wave as selfless as a de amateur.

stiff response. The golem plunged into the wall with a tall metal sound. Severe noises echo and shake the air.

It's a critical hit. Mobility and secrecy are pretty good, but technology and power are no big deal. Even with a handful, you're right.

The moment I floated such a strength behind my brain, a dull shock went through my entire body.

Look down. A thick arrow, several centimeters in diameter, was piercing his belly. Cenri calls my name. [M]

"Endo!"

"Huh... it's okay, yeah, no problem. Don't come."

Sharp wind-cut sound. Bottom of Nara - Arrows fly from the labyrinth. Apparently, the golem was not one and the same.

Is this the defense system of the Castle of the King of the Dead? Let's refer to it.

He moves his leg and slaps down a few flying arrows, but still many arrows pierce his lower body. The costume wore out again.

However, silver does not appear to be included. I feel a dull shock, but I'm not sure if the pain is scratched off by the pain caused by Sable's curse.

"I'm worried about mounting silver."

But if you let your own soldiers have silver weapons, they could start a revolt. The area would be sore and itchy.

Engaged. Okay. Cenri - the Knight of the End - is what this golem envisages for its enemies. If we were going to take care of the undead, we would have included silver in the garbage.

But it's too much of a ranged attack or something where you're disfigured in the air.

I want to rebuild my attitude once, but I've fallen a long way. Among the countless arrows that pour, it's hard to climb.

Pull out the pierced arrow appropriately and tell Cenri.

"I'm gonna take a look downstairs"

Pull out the fingers that were poking at the wall and leave yourself to gravity as it were.

It's not hard to shake off an arrow even in severe pain. Worst case scenario, I hope I don't get it on my head.

I can see the bottom right away. After all, it's a pretty big space. Floors on stone walls that make you feel old. There are several golems at the bottom that resemble the melee I fought.

However, a device that was not in the previous golem was attached to the hand.

That's - that's a crossbow. It is a mechanical bow. It's a powerful weapon, still active yesterday when the gun was developed.

But that thick arrow is too weak to kill a sturdy lower vampire, even enough to plump the human head. Play the downpouring arrows at times, receive them at times, and land on the floor. The curse pain crushes the knee, but even exploits and accelerates its power to collapse.

Move your body with selflessness. By the time I realized, the battle was over.

There are countless golem wreckages rolling on the floor. The golem was packed with plenty of metal all the way inside. I have no idea how this was working.

Squat and pull through the arrows that were still piercing your body. Blood flowing for a moment stops immediately due to its regenerative capacity.

I took off my predicament for now, but obviously the number of fights and the number of wreckages don't match. Apparently, I missed a few.

Sigh loudly. Apparently, if you increase your will to fight to the point of forgetting the pain, you will be lost to reason. It's not a very good trend.

All in all, I found out something rough in the first war.

This is - a trap. It is probably a trap that has been in place for a long time, because I don't think we can prepare the golem right away. And this trap is aware of the End Knight.

Smells strange from the smell. Apparently even the poison is painted.

Cenri should not come out. There is also the possibility of death from just plundering. The centipede came down through the upper door as I tried to scream up.

Silver hair shakes on top and amethyst eyes shine quietly in the dark. The condition is so beautiful that I don't think it belongs in this world.

Cenri looked around at the wreckage of the golem as he landed without making any footsteps.

"I told you not to come."

"The Lazars have left it."

Apparently, he's going to come no matter what.

Conversely, the Lazars could have come apart. It could be useful as a wall...

Cenri has reached out.

"Just finish and go home, End"

"This is a trap."

The door is still open. Cenri can fly through the sky, and if I'm on guard, I can handle the raid by Crossbow.

Cenri smiled uncommonly in love with the words she put out with such intent.

"Then... protect me, End"

§ § §

Deep moats surrounded by high walls with excessive vigilance over external enemies. Silver relief applied there.

I roared like a knight dressed in silver armor was impressed when I saw its appearance, which was accompanied by one measure of head loss compared to other large cities.

"This is the land of the showdown with that famous Phantom Demon King - [Descend]?"

"Hmm... that's crazy. You really have crystals in here, don't you? Kainushi."

Gala's bad-looking blue-haired man who stood next door. Nevila looks back.

The man who spends his whole life hunting vampires, losing those two namesakes, and who also retains a similar willingness to kill to paranoia, said with the same grin that he ate people, as usual.

"Kuku... I just work for the money I get. Crystals suddenly spread among the wise undead and necromancers yesterday. The power of crystals can't read the aura. It doesn't matter to ordinary people like us, but we'll find out where it came from."