Reincarnated into a Werewolf, the Demon Lord Servants

Episode 301: The Seventeenth City Counterattack

Above the northern part of Milaldia, the Demon King Gomoviroa floated fluffy and stared at the lower world.

"Like my roots, I'm extending my control."

As a necromancer, she saw countless "roots" extending from the Boltz mine.

It's about building a magical network and spiritually controlling the land.

The dead in the ruled land become faithful servants of the Lord of the Roots.

Building a network of this magnitude requires enormous magic, which is usually impossible.

The sight of a normal necromancer would be defeated, but Gomoviroa shook his head and sighed.

"I'm sorry ... this is wrong from the beginning."

She shakes her cane and interferes with the "root" that is spreading below her eyes.

"I'm glad I got the power, but I don't know how to use it. I need to learn more."

Rather than fighting, Gomoviroa removes the "root" underneath from one end, as if he were correcting the answer.

"Waste of magic, waste of art. The procedure of spiritual domination is full of mistakes, and the handling of the spirit is also complicated.

When she cuts a key part of the "root", the "root" beyond it disappears naturally.

Gomoviroa, on the other hand, deployed massive barriers throughout the north, completely blocking the "root" invasion.

"I was nervous because the amount of magic power was orders of magnitude, but my proud disciples are much more difficult."

For some reason, Gomoviroa smiles with his chest and smiles.

But she suddenly looks worried and stares southwards.

"I'll do it well, because if you keep the basics, you're not the one you lose."

At the same time, in the ancient city of Berneheinen in the southwest, a beautiful vampire beautiful Melena was shouting.

"Everybody, listen carefully!"

In front of her are the Vampire Knights of the SS and the Vampire Necromancers who studied under Gomoviroa.

"Berneheinen is now surrounded by skeletal soldiers, but that's a superficial thing, so if you're a magician, don't be fooled. Leave the skeleton soldiers to the knights."

Merene, the best disciple of the necromancer Gomoviroa, is well aware of the situation.

"The enemy intends to spiritually dominate the whole of Milaldia and destroy humans, but if we do, we will end up with vampires."

Everyone nods.

Once humans have died, vampires cannot live.

"Fortunately, there's a lot of necromancers I've learned under my teacher. Use all your power to restore Berne Heinen's spiritual dominance and stop the enemy invasion."

"Hah, Melene!"

The subordinate vampires are all "children" born of the blood of Merene.

Those who are losing their lives due to illness or injury and those who can no longer live as humans socially.

Everyone who was saved by Melene and gained life as a vampire.

All of them longed for Melene, and they were all willing to give up their lives.

Melene also orders the vampire knights.

"It's your job to hold back the skeleton soldiers. Vampire bodies don't perish so easily. Be confident and proud."

"Haha! Leave it to me!"

Knights dressed in spooky armor swords.

Their strength and near-invulnerable life force alone are terrifying.

Melene saw her morale and smiled gently.

"We can no longer fly or transform in the sky. Weak and weak vampires, but thanks to their weakness, we can fight even in the daytime."

Overcoming their disadvantages by losing their strengths, they have survived human vampire hunting.

Melene continues.

"And the strength and vitality of ancestors and the aptitude of necromancy are alive. Please show me your everyday studies."

"Haha!"

Looking down on his subordinates running to the post with a smile, Melene overlooks the skeletal troops from the top of the tower.

"I don't know who it is, but I know I'm drunk. No, I'm drowning."

She doesn't know what she really is, but she tells her so.

"But with such power, I'm not surprised. I've been studying with even more amazing people under a much more amazing teacher."

Parker and Vaid's faces appear in Merene's mind.

When Melene flipped her dress, she tied her seal without worrying about the hem turning over.

"I'm not as far a teacher as a necromancer, and even Parker ... well, I can't beat it a bit, right?"

I know that Parker's abilities are comparable to his teachers, but it's not fun to appreciate his abilities.

Melene shouts, tying complex signs to increase her magic.

"But, if you work hard, you'll never lose to anyone!"

Studied under the great sage Gomoviroa for several decades. A blood-sucking beauty who has dedicated her entire life to the study of necromancy, she releases her magic through dance-like gestures.

"I don't know who it is, but it's not what I carry! I won't forgive anyone who shuts down the vampire's future!"

The enemy's spell disappears from the city, one at a time, and one at a time, when Melene ties the seal. Melene has formed a spiritual barrier, repelling the enemy's magic.

In response, small barriers were created in various parts of the city. Other vampire necromancers appear to be forming barriers in their respective positions.

They are much smaller than those of Meerene, but gradually cover the entire area of Berneheinen.

"Let's hit the streets in this way! I'll make the way to the Boltz mine before Parker!"

As if the words had been heard, the barriers created by the vampires were expanding.

At that time, Parker was tilting his head in one corner of the magic city Lünheit.

"Someone feels like I'm swearing, but ... is it a Vite?"

Parker looked back, then offered the bouquet to the tombstone.

On the tombstone in front of you are 400 enshrined Tuban soldiers who once attacked the town and were destroyed.

Lynhite's spiritual control has already been reclaimed by Parker. He didn't have to do much to put the entire city under spiritual control.

"So, how far have you talked? Oh yes, that's how Tuban looks right now."

Parker speaks in a friendly tone, as if someone were there.

"That's why Tuban is now seriously governed by Filnil. It's peaceful, of course, because he has the qualities of a leader and he's always working hard."

Parker strokes the tombstone and continues calmly.

"Well, do you still want to fight?-If the last battle is a defeat without cause, would you be dissatisfied as a warrior?"

The spirit of the spirit is full around.

While feeling that, Parker quietly told him.

"I'm actually from the south, just like you. I still have a decent status."

Parker then confirmed that there were no survivors, and took out a silver ring from her pocket. The emblem, which is no longer used, shines dullly.

Gently stroke the ring, and Parker claims.

"My name is Parker. Parker Pastier. I'm now a family of the treasure of the city that has already died. I have my brother's successor, so there is no middle name for the treasure."

The spirit is noisy without voice.

Not many people will know the name, but it seems to the spirit that Parker is not lying.

Parker continues happily.

"Why don't you keep this peaceful Miralldia together with me? If so, I'll give you power. Fight again."

The answer came back immediately.

The space is distorted and armed skeletons slowly appear. These are the soldiers with the tavern emblem.

About 400 in all. Almost all the dead enshrined here have sworn allegiance to Parker.

The success rate is almost unthinkable with the common sense of necromancy that can be achieved if 20% can be controlled.

Parker looked at her and scratched her head.

"I see, sincere attitude to this spirit is the essence of Gomoviroa's style. If I could meet the teacher during my lifetime ... well, I'll try it."

Parker muttered and stood up, bowing to the aligned skeleton soldiers.

"Now, let's go to the battle to protect Mirardia. Let's talk to other dead people and go lively."

A skeletal soldier's flag of the faded Tuban Guard. It turns into a wind that tells the seasons.

Parker, accompanied by Rolmund soldiers, Lünheit guards and even the spirits of Lünheit citizens, stands in front of the castle gate.

He commanded in a dignified voice that his disciples had never heard.

"From now on, we will begin a battle to defend the Demon City and restore spiritual order throughout Milardia. Open the gate!

At that time, soldiers were starting to fight back in the northern cities.

"According to His Majesty, the Skeleton no longer has magical power and no commander!"

"Furthermore, there is no longer a risk of depriving the war dead! It is time to fight back!"

"Now protect your city! Destroy enemies!"

The gates of the fortified city of Wanggang open, and a row of heavy infantry cut through the hordes of the dead.

"The Knights of the Basilica will set sail for the sacred place."

Obenius, head of the religious city of Iolo Lange, nodded to the knights who carved the seal on the shield.

"Defeat the domineering for all who live in Milardia"

"Haha!"

The spears raised all at once pierced through the clouds.

In the southern artisan city of Vieira, Tamori Forne is also mourning.

"Good thing? I'm not a veteran honor guard. I'm the only one who knows you're the only one who can compete in the battle, so it's hard-headed people to say that this is the city of fancy decoration Don't tell me. ''

"I respect you, Forne-sama, please leave it to us."

`` Let's show the violence of the Viera Honor Corps as a posterity story. ''

The strong young people in glittering armor laugh.

And the northern agricultural city of Bachen. It was once occupied by the Demon King's Second Division and suffered heavy damage. The castle walls have been destroyed everywhere.

A ground of sandbags was built around the unreliable city walls of Bachen.

The dragon soldiers are fighting the skeletons across the sandbags.

"For dying soldiers, drop your head immediately! Even if you still breathe! If you die you will be an enemy!"

Schule, a beautiful knight of a dragon with crimson scales, ordered a soldier with a saber.

"Defend Bachen as it is! They are now on our side, the pride of the Demon King's army!

There is no support from Bachen.

In the past, they have been attacked by giants and demons, and are keen on all demons.

Schule knew it, and only his subordinate dragon soldiers protected this simple base.

Thorough defense combat has kept the damage to a minimum, but there are still dead.

Those who fall down quickly become zombies, so the dragon soldiers who set aside in front of them fall first and drop their heads with an ax.

The Dragonmen are always calm and will not lose control, but to humans this would be a disastrous hell picture.

However, allied war dead were no longer zombies.

Skeletal soldiers' invasions are also visibly slow. We could see the skeletal soldiers standing as if they had forgotten the battle. Some skeletons fall apart and do not move.

"It looks like Her Majesty Gomoviroa has purified this land."

Schule decides that this is an opportunity and orders his subordinate.

"Start a counterattack. Reduce the number of enemies ..."

At that time, Schule saw the gate of Bachen open.

Shortly before, Bachen's guards were impatient.

"The demons are protecting our city. Is this okay?"

"What do you know about demons? Did they forget how much this city was destroyed?"

"No, that's right. We couldn't defend the city at that time and we're leaving the defense to others again."

"That's ... well."

They are overwhelmed by the fact that they have never defended the city.

There, Tae Bachen Cocteau appeared. Armed with swords and armor.

The guards are amazed that the younger Taiko is wearing heavy armor for battle.

"Tamori-sama, standing out ..."

Then, Tamori Cocteau was resolute and said:

"I will sortie and fight with the Demon Army. Letting the Demon Army protect the city as it is, I will be lamented by the public that it is a guard for what and a guard for what."

The guards were in a hurry.

"It's dangerous! There are many skeleton soldiers outside!"

"So who is guarding this city in that dangerous place? A glorious Bachen guard?"

"that is……"

"I hate demons. I wouldn't allow the Demon Army to invade Bachen, even though there were no dragons at the time."

Cocteau sighs.

"I'll laugh at the next council, as it is, as an incompetence to blast the city defense against the Demon King with the brave fighter of the Hundred Battles under command."

"But Cocteau ..."

Cocteau smiled.

"Nobody is compelled. It's for my honor, I'll go alone. Even if I die, I'd like to die as a guard who fought for this city."

"Please calm down! It's the ultimate folly, such as Tamori's departure in a single battle and death !?"

The guards shout, but Cocteau swords his sword and walks with his sword.

With a determined determination on their backs, the guards finally decided.

"Yes, I can't do it anymore."

"It's not for the demons, but for Tamori-sama."

"It's because of our bagen."

Despite the remains of the demons, they ran with their weapons after the guard.

Later, the squadrons around Bachen were wiped out by the Battle of the Bachen Guards and the Demon King Dragons.

In this way, guards, knights under the direct control of the council, or mercenaries, etc., will be launched.

Each unit that wiped out enemies around the city began to march to the Boltz mine.