Mangem's Paladin

DM Pluto: Black Sun, I knew it wasn't a very strong skill. You can't save the player, you can't count the dead (17: 25).

Yufi ‑ Ter: It was a spell that was made to shoot non-player troops. Was it the third time that the armies quarreled? At that time, the player was large enough to feel only as an accessory to the army. VIP didn't like to see the game elements diminish like that (17: 25)

Yufi ‑ Ter: That's why we also created the Black Sun by adding the Death Love job four times to make it easier for players to hit the army. The skill design shouldn't have been that scary for players (17: 26).

DM Pluto: But the players suck. The skill range is too wide than I thought. Should I go down to the next meeting? (17: 26)

Yufi ‑ Ter: Okay. Leave it alone (17: 26)

DM Pluto: Why? (17: 26)

Euphi ‑ Ter: Because now the VIP is happy (17: 26)

DM Pluto: The Black Sun Report? (17: 27)

Yufi ‑ Ter: Including that. You're enjoying everything that's happening right now. You're recording war with a more satisfying face. Black Spellbinding Solar Power, War Power, Gunwook vs. Gunwook… (17: 28)

Euphi ‑ Ter: How many times do you think you can turn it around? (17: 28)

DM Pluto: How many times does this mangem repeat itself? (17: 30)

Yufi Ter: Yeah. He's not tired of anything. He was an asperger before he became a god, right?

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The effects of the black sun are simple. It is to float the summoned ‘Black Sun’ in the air, raise a corpse on the ground that touches the light, or summon the dead soldiers from deep underground.

Those LV.150 players who have been to the ground floor 561 know the effects, as well as how to attack. You break the black sun. Then the deceased who have been summoned will be out of control.

And destroying the Black Sun is not so difficult if there is enough firepower. The black sun is big in its own way, but it doesn't move separately without being stuck in the air. So if this was a battle-scale attack group of LV.150s, the black sun would have been destroyed shortly after it had risen to the sky.

However, it was difficult to target everyone in the battlefield. Not even a few of us knew the significance of the existence of that sun.

So the black sun swallowed up the red sun, giving it a black light on the ground.

In a blackbitten world, the dead rise.

Dead soldiers. Those undead monsters appear at every point of the black light.

The corpses of soldiers who were not players stood up stumbling. The bodies of the citizens who had been buried and crushed in the collapsed buildings only stood up after they had recovered some of their original forms. Even the old ghosts who rot and become dust with him got the flesh of their time and crawled out to the ground.

The dead soldiers appeared in the middle of the fight, in the rear of the allies, and in the rear of the enemy.

Therefore, the first to see blood were the artillery in Seoul. The deceased soldiers, who appeared in the latter part, ran in one direction in response to the priest's orders.

At the end of it, artillery was located.

“Stop it!”

There were players guarding the artillery, and the artillery was also armed with rifles, but not enough to confront the dead soldiers.

The dead soldiers ran out with a bullet or two in their head. A lowly raid that doesn't care if you live or die. I spilled a bullet so close that I could run and bite myself.

The artillery swept by the waves of the dead were wiped out in an instant.

Thus, the thunderbolt that rang on the battlefield was not enough. The artillery were not players and the black sun was still in the sky.

A glowing black light caused their bodies to move.

“Double-Samgong-Ah-op.”

As a deceased soldier, artillery continued what they had done before. Stick to each other's po and keep firing. But without changing the goal.

As the artillery continues, another thunderbolt rings closer to the battlefield.

Bang, the pod of the chariot throws up the iron bullets.

The shocked rubber saw all the crew members move, and the broken pouch spread out half-heartedly and saw where they were headed.

Once again, a cannonball hit the back of Seoul. And is my cart out of ammo? The crew of the deceased made a choice they would not make if they were ordinary chariots.

It moved through the infinite orbit where the chariot was destroyed and charged towards Seoul's advance. They were all frightened and scattered the horns.

[Lv.? Summon K2 Black Graphite]

There continued to be confusion among the rear shooters.

Another dead soldier was attacking the rear.

The shooters and wizards who were projecting firepower behind the tankers were exposed to the shooting of the dead. The poor bullets of the dead were not easily pierced with player equipment of unknown cloth and leather.

However, the shock alone continued to spread, and bullets began to hit even the uncovered face with unknown equipment. Whenever it happened, a scream was spreading.

“Get rid of those bastards! ”

The targets of the shooters had to be changed. From Incheon's players to the dead.

Emotional forces also killed the deceased along with other shooters. Because of the death of all the dead on the ground, even though the sentiment was in a safe position in its own way, there were dead soldiers around it.

I pulled the trigger while speaking profanity.

‘Crazy, crazy! ’

Emotions have also been fought by the dead soldiers, but it was a long time ago. That's why I couldn't be flat because they were weak. LV.150 Despite the fact that the shooter's transverse fuselage vision was such that the trajectories of the bullets shot by the deceased soldiers were noticeable, the sentimentalists screamed and poured bullets on all sides.

‘Rubber chewing gum'

Then I took it all away, and I gasped with excitement. With the crisis not so much a crisis, the sentimentalists were no longer the winners of the war, nor were they more motivated to fight. Why are you on the battlefield at this age?

I was standing there in a furious and terrified state.

A shadow fell on his head like a fire. I also want to know what happened. The sentimentalist looks up at the sky.

Then I opened my eyes.

“Papnil?”

The Seekerman dragon was flying in the sky. A black dragon that's flying high, that doesn't know its size, but if you look at the shadows, it's probably enormous. He spread out his wings, covered with a veil.

Others saw the black dragon in the sky. Then I swallowed a poor breath.

The Black Dragon hovers around the Black Sun. The black dragon cast a huge shadow on the ground, even though it was not massive because it was masking the light source in that way. Creates an ominous shadow that clearly represents the outline of the dragon on the ground.

Just as it was cursed to touch the shadow, some people sourced to move their seats. The men who stood in their positions were terrified and looked at the heavenly dragon.

The real reason why the Black Dragon was flying, Kim Jong-hmm would have used the most powerful skill. There was nothing more to do, so I didn't know that I was going to turn into a Dragon and stop the attack on the Black Sun with my body.

The dragon was just an ominous sign to the enemies on the ground. It was a huge enemy that would overrun at any moment. The black dragon flying through the sky recalls the raven waiting for the corpse to arise as a result of the war, and the pioneering bird waiting for a defenseless chase.

Below, the angel of death was fighting with fiery wings.

The Angel of Death was a partisan in the battle of the fighting angels. That's how the Third Aerial War went on, and it just came to an end.

The battle angels, pushed from Su, Gossip and Seo Johan, were defeated and fell.

The black light was watering even in the sky. The fall of the two angels, gloriously shining in the black background, seemed too good. Enough that everyone who was fighting saw it.

Due to the many battlefields won with battle angels, the battle angels from players in Seoul were soon revered as guardian angels of the battlefield. And now, the guardian angels are falling from the sky dominated by the Black Dragon.

One of Seoul's wizards was a member of the Celestial Evangelical Congregation, so he took the scene in a religious sense beyond the mere outcome of the battle. The wizard starts chanting the Dimensional Gate spell, not the Attack spell.

“Narrow it down, Seiegyeo."

Next to that, the officer who had to stop the Wizard's escape attempt could not be so harsh.

Enemies are advancing.

The dead soldiers, who continued to rise from the ground, continued to play the role of bullets. At a time when the firepower of the Seoul shooters to kill the dead did not reach the players of Incheon, the real enemy, Incheon's shooters, who were safe from enemy attacks, began to advance.

If there is a forward side, there is a pushing side. Players in Seoul began to step back a little.

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Gunwook was still fighting the same opponent in the center of the battlefield. Despite being a tireless rookie player, the rest of the team has already exhausted their long-standing vigor. Beat everywhere and bruised everywhere, the healing spell barely endured in the yard.

It was thanks to his two eyes that Millie was still able to stand and fight.

An eye for the enemy.

Gunuk continued to see the burning trajectory created by Mars' spear, and the meaning of each of its movements. I saw the logic of that window, which was still elusive, but began to be understood little by little.

I could intuitively feel that the tanker and the supporter in front of me, who felt they existed in the rate notebook, were the same person. There would have been no supporters when the rate was leveling in the infinite dungeon, but anyway.

Gunwook was now accepting the speculation and experience he felt in his notebook. Seeing the opponent's skills and seeing them again, I sometimes admire them without even knowing.

As he continued to push and struggle, Gunwook survived here by becoming accustomed to his opponent in that way. It could not continue because of repeated health loss and shock, but it squeezed and stretched to its final strength like a bad luck.

After all, I was in the process of intuiting defeat.

‘Er · · · · · ·. ’

The size of Mars began to decrease rapidly.

It was the unraveling of a giant spell. As the wizards of Seoul pushed back, they were prevented from maintaining the giant spell.

While the mez does not take a break in the macronization state, it was not now.

A transparent witch appeared and memorized the spell. LV.150 You have a much more powerful Ice Spell than other wizards use as wizards.

“Freeze!”

There is no way to stop such a scalpel for the Knight of Death. In the end, Mars' two feet cling to the ground and froze.

“Krrrrr ―”

Marx tries to move one way or another with a vast force, but the witch uses a wide mesh to completely freeze her body.

It was not difficult to finish the article that prevented it from moving.

Moreover, he took a giant step and stood behind Mars. Then, no matter how skilled he was, he lowered his sacred sword toward his back, which he was forced to defend.

The Shiny Holy Sword pierces Mars' back.

Mars fell, unable to move again.

Gunwook didn't feel like winning, but the witch who met Gunwook and her eyes smiled.

“Well done, he's coming! ”

Gunwook stopped laughing at me. My mouth didn't move.

After the fierce but justified duel of the knight, it was clear what to do from now on.

‘We must now join the battlefield in earnest. ’

After a while, the three angels revealed themselves. Two combat angels and an angel of death. The three angels began to fly as if escorting Gunwook.

The battle angel who summoned Gunwook asked.

Are you okay?

Gunwook replied with a strong voice.

“It's okay.”

"No. I am connected to you. And now your heart is shaken with anxiety and guilt."

“It's okay.”

Then Gunwook went on to do the next thing. I memorized the Holy Wing Spell.

“Holy.”

The wings of light emerging from the afterglow were thus dropped on the battlefield as a 29 metre barrier. In a dark background, the wings swirled to catch everyone's eye.

Incheon's players cheered.

“Marx!”

Then Kim Seon-woo shouted.

“The assailants stand behind me and move on. ”

With him, the advancement of the Shining Giant began. I dragged the light and wings that looked brighter because the world was bitten black.

One big step was the advance of the army. It wasn't a metaphor. Behind the wings of the dried-up light, the shooter and the priests followed, shooting or healing.

“Stop it! Target sparkling giants! Target sparkling giants! ”

Saturation poured out to stop that advance, but it did not strike beyond the wings of light. The shooter and the wizards who realized the fact focused their attacks on Gunwook.

The projectiles of the wizards, who were poured out to destroy the Fire Spirit, are facing Gunwook in unison. With him, the shooters' saturation was also directed towards Gunuk's massive body.

However, Gunwook did not fall.

Gunwook can roll bullets even in a giant state. With a huge shield in front of you, you wield the Holy Sword that shines with divine light.

He was unable to stop all attacks, but he was able to stop deadly attacks. The damage superimposed on the unstoppable attack was healed and eliminated by the subsequent priests.

Gunwook closed his eyes to prevent bullets from entering, but Gunwook could not only walk with his eyes closed, but also fight. I did that.

In concentrated saturation, Gunuk continued to move forward.

That seemed useless to everyone, even to a military-scale firepower. Seoul's players were terrified by the unbridled advance, and Incheon's players were cheerful.

Once again, the name of the god of war has become a boon among the advancing players.

“Mars! Mars! ”

Now players in Seoul have lost their motivation to attack to stop the advance. One by one, I turned around and started running. Then, when they all flee, they begin to lead to irreversible collapse. Only such a situation should be avoided.

The battle is not over yet, but Gossip has made a decision.

“Send a retreat signal. Come on!"

Immediately, the king's orders were delivered to each unit. Players in Seoul began to retreat as if they had waited only for the order.

In the meantime, there were those who stood in the way. Supporters and summoners who didn't care if they died, remained in the rear and began to resist.

Then Kim Seon-woo faced a familiar face.

“Ball Vlad? ”

Supporter of this rate, 4-Star Knight of Death Blade opens his mouth while touching his hot beard.

“Oh, Lord Kim Sun-woo. Are you the captain?”

“Yes.”

“What new army does the boy lead? It's amazing.”

“Well, I'm pretty impressed, too. Anyway, I know why you're fighting, but just step aside. I'll go after him and catch him and trade him for a prisoner. ”

“It's too late, though. So it's hard to hear you say you lost on purpose over there. Then my partner's throat will flee in retaliation. ”

“All the people who wanted to report that got away. ”

“You have spies. Mixed into your army. ”

Kim Seon-woo saw the articles that followed. Certainly there will be many spies planted in Seoul. However, with this battle, they will think it would be better to change sides.

After all, Kim Seon-woo scratched his head and said,

“Oh, then forgive me. The Duke will surely be saved. ”

“Thank you.”

It would have been difficult if there had been supporters of other lords as captivated as this rate by Vlad, but fortunately not. The rest of the rubber he feared betrayal took with him as he retreated.

At least I could see the supporter wizard of Seojohn and the supporter of the articles of emotional death. Other than that, however, there was no strong strength. At least I've never been more able to stop this pack.

Kim Seon-woo stepped up without hesitation.

“Hail Incheon Knight! Long live the great Duke! ”

In response to that slogan, Vlad opened his window with a bitter smile.

As the LV.150s rushed ahead, the knights who were watching the clash cheered.

It was Incheon's players who won after a fierce battle. Hence, Incheon's players advanced through the last resistance and there was no obstruction after that. Only the after-treatment of victory remains.

Three days later, half of Seoul was occupied.

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Ends