Survival Story Of A Sword King In A Fantasy World

Altia said.

“Latna is now almost three-quarters encroached. ”

I can't even see the exact number like Omphalos. But roughly what the enemy can figure out.

“This is my only chance. ”

If it fails, there are only two choices left for the goddesses.

In this way, you can dedicate this world to Ompalos...

“We are forced to collapse with our hands. ”

Either way, it's the end for Latna.

Leon Hart, commander of the Liberation Army, made an order.

“All forces, advance. ”

An army of 15,000 men, led by the four strongest men, left Armorica and embarked on an eastward march.

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* *

Sitting in the middle of the square, Ompalos murmured.

“You're coming.”

Neaceli, who was standing by, asked.

“Shall we go?”

“Let's stop them on the way? ”

“Yes.”

The distance between Armorica and the Drew Basin where the Dimensional Palace is located is quite far. We must cross almost half the fairy kingdom.

Even now, if you only care, you can fly up and stop them.

Even if it can't be completely stopped, it will cut considerable power.

Omphalos shakes his head.

“Let him come. ”

The sky is full of clear light, and the waves begin to wave. The light becomes a semi-transparent hemisphere and covers the entire Dimensional Bow.

It was a powerful defensive shield containing the power of Marcin.

“They must come before our noses. ”

Neacely opens her eyes.

I didn't understand.

A defensive shield containing the power of the spirit will, of course, stop them all.

But why?

“In my foolish opinion, it seems like a waste of unnecessary power. ”

Omphalos smiled widely.

“You've finally begun to question me! ”

And I started talking with my hand. I wanted to explain.

“Why would I do that?"

*

Over the fortnight, the Latna Liberation Army crossed the east and west of Alendia.

Nothing stood in their way, so the pace of the advance was very fast.

Knights and soldiers doubted.

“Why aren't they attacking? ”

“Are you sure you're stuck on the road? ”

“Nonsense! Why are you blocking the road? ”

On the other hand, the cerebral cortex was not embarrassed.

“As the incarnation says. ”

Leonhard made a map.

“The scouts have identified their current situation. ”

A large semicircle is drawn within a 20-kilometre radius of the Dimensional Bow. A massive shield covering the entire Drew Basin.

All entrances to the surrounding, Drew Basin were herded by numerous angels.

I have no intention of attacking.

It will only be stuffed in defence and will do its best.

Angelica murmurs, the Temple Warrior of Ramniana.

“It's as if you've spread a camp of water. ”

Palmer, the palace warrior of Yesen, raised his voice.

“I'm sure it's not really a drain. ”

The purpose of the drain is to block the allies' escape routes to the end.

However, the Apostle and Angel of Marcin do not feel the fear of death.

You don't need to drain soldiers who don't have anything to run from.

Merdil, the temple warrior of Freleu, is full of tongues.

“How blatant. ”

There was another reason why they chose a camp that seemed to be crowded into the palace.

Omphalos is shouting:

Now, there's a goal before your eyes!

If you take this place down, you win!

So fight to the end! No matter how stubborn you look, even if you feel like a rock slap with an egg, stick tight!

Please give up and don't blow yourself up!

“…… Ow, I'm annoyed. ”

Epir grunts.

The problem is that that technique, which seems obvious to me, is the most definitive strategy on the part of Ompalos.

That shield is hard to break in a day.

It will take a long time and should be targeted slowly.

“while bearing the brunt of the Apostle of Marcin and the myriad angels. ”

Or we have to pierce it with a tremendous amount of power, and now we only have a low level of strength.

If you consume enough energy to pierce the shield, you can't stand in front of Omphalos in an all-out state.

If the shield is not pierced, it is good to drag time. If the shield is pierced, it is good to make you tired of leucine.

Artis was distracted as he pondered.

“That's a problem, that's a problem. ”

Altia smiles.

“Fortunately, this is the part where the goddess's wisdom predicted beforehand. ”

And I looked back at Ryuhanbin and Kivier.

“Now, it's your turn to move. ”

Finally, the Latna Liberation Army arrived right at the foot of the Drew Basin.

And changed the arrangement.

It's a rough mountain terrain, so you can't move all your troops at once. If the march is too long, it becomes just as dangerous.

This means that if you distribute too much power, there is a great risk of each individual being struck.

Unlike the Liberation Army, Marcin's army flies. Can move without any impact on the terrain.

It was necessary to find a configuration that could gather as much power as possible, use the surrounding features, and not lengthen the battlefield.

So Latna's Liberation Army was divided into four.

4,500 of the 1st Legion, led by the English philosopher Leonhard.

Only 3,500 in the 2nd group, led by Epir of Brainluck.

4,000 in the 3rd Army of the Salma Dosa Artis.

3,000 of the 4th Legion of Black Dragon Manachiras.

The Upper Dragonium was an evenly herded aerial warfare structure.

Leon Hart began his first speech in front of everyone.

“I'm not going to come and fight for my life! ”

A nurturing cry falls to those who are so nervous.

“None of these people have ever sacrificed their lives, have they? ”

Knights and soldiers raise their spears.

“That's right! ”

“All you have to do is fight! ”

Fraud soars.

The mountain range is full of jealousy before the last fight.

“Do your best and leave the rest to the sky! ”

Four Liberation Army troops began to advance northeast, southwest and north of the Dimensional Palace.

“Megisto, Pechrelum, Neaceli, Ectos. ”

Omphalos built them in front of the apostles of fire, water, wind and earth.

“I give you everything. ”

A golden ring appeared briefly above the head of the four apostles and broke.

The apostles' complexion brightened.

“Ouch!”

“This is……! ”

The divine constraint has finally been lifted!

You can use the power of the Great Drinker you possess!

“Our master! ”

“I will give you victory, Gipilko! ”

Your Apostle flew up with joy. Their statues draw a golden trajectory towards all dimensions.

Observing the appearance, Omphalos snorted.

“His victory, it's hard to give. ”

The most favorable outcome is a proper balance of power, not victory or defeat.

But he could not ask his apostles to push and pull this complex. It was too difficult for them to accept.

“Well, it doesn't matter if you win now. ”

So I deliberately created this situation.

The goddesses have fought with all their might. Thanks to this, all of Latna's existing powers have gathered here in the Drew Basin.

“That is, Latna is now empty. ”

Omphalos looks back, muttering.

“Catilon, Telbaran. ”

One day the Apostle of Light and Darkness was bowing down.

Looking down at them, Drinkin smiled single-handedly.

“Now it's your turn. ”

*

The 3rd Battalion of the Lat 'na Liberation Army climbs the Humvee in the same position as the Node.

Numerous angels rush over it, singing songs.

The Third Army responded skilfully to the overhead attack.

“Shield formation! ”

“Prepare to intercept! ”

The line of fire quickly lifts the shield and stops the first offense. Thanks to this, the ranks of angels collapsed for a while.

After that, the sky is full of arrows and magic.

Quack, quack!

In a two-dimensional way, it is the Latnays who were accustomed only to fighting on the ground. Therefore, I have been deceived by the angels of the spirit who fly from heaven.

But that was also an old thing.

“How long do you think that technique will last! ”

“I'm used to attacking the sky now! ”

With animals of adaptation, all sorts of speculators and precautions, the Third Army was brilliantly preventing the air strikes of angels.

And I immediately engage in counter attack.

“On the other hand, you guys aren't better."

With a snore, Artis points the staff of King Chlorine to the air.

“Mithier Swarm! ”

A myriad of fire meteors struck a herd of angels.

Quack, quack!

A fire burst across the sky. Hundreds of angels fell on fire at once.

The first engagement was with the Liberation Army.

“Keep moving forward! ”

Through the magic of Artis, the Third Army climbed the mountain path.

It was when that translucent golden shield came into my eyes.

“This place is sacred, you scoundrels! ”

Communication shook the sky. The maggots' kidneys were twisted by the light and flew between the angels.

What about that?

Artis was nervous. He was Marcin's apostle.

I've met him so often, I feel sad and unfamiliar.

“Pecrellum of Water! ”

The Artis flew up into the air with flying magic.

Pechrelum, who saw him, muttered in a serious tone.

“The Four Strongest, Salmadosa Artis. ”

He draws out the golden sword and spills out his life.

“You used to owe me money, fireman, right? ”

The blue circulation Qi bloomed, not the golden glow from the golden sword.

“But you can't burn everything with fire! ”

Prepare for Artis' Fire Magic by attacking attributes.

The Sword of the Season simply tore the Fire Curtain.

Kukukukung!

The Artis swiftly retreats back and fills his tongue.

“Now that you know what everyone knows, what are you pretending to be good at? ”

All sorts of artifacts began to shine in his body.

The level of Horse Tool that can be used as much as level 140 is also enormous.

Of course, the price is also enormous....

‘It was easy to rob the treasury in the wind of the Horn of Continent 3! ’

The number of artifacts kept by Caldris, Mado, Rune, and Alendia was considerable. And the angels of Machine only stopped the destruction and did not plunder anything like gold or silver.

The horseshoes that the survivors brought to the courtyard with their hopes in mind are now meeting their true masters and exercising their power!

“Activate, brain sphere! Dark Freire!

Dragon rupture! Division Rune! ”

Lightning leads the seasons and wraps them in darkness. Once again, the sword of the weakened season is covered with Fire Magic.

“Absolute Flare! ”

The Sword of the Season was broken by the fire and lost its momentum.

Pushed Pechrelum burst into fury.

“That is Omphalos' power!

You're stealing power, not yours! Aren't you ashamed? ”

It's not a joke when you fight, but it's ridiculous. Artis took it.

“What do you mean, he's here to steal someone else's world? ”

“This world belonged to Omphalos from the beginning! ”

“... Wow, that's how it comes out. ”

In the midst of the outburst, Artis continues to press his opponent with a combination of magic and artifacts.

“Spear of Flame! ”

Dozens of columns of fire swirled.

The apostle of Masin, who was getting crowded, had a serious look on his face.

“You are strong, Wizard of Latna. ”

He reaps the sword. And I raised my arms.

“But if it reminded us of the old days, it would be a misfortune! ”

Suddenly, Pecrellum's energy became stronger.

“Omphaloshi, grant me your power! ”

The invisible air flow became a storm, scattering massive columns of fire all around and reaching your realm.

Kuoooooooong!

The Artis groans and pulls up the Scary Mana.

“Argh!”

I barely defended myself, but it hurts like my whole body is pounding.

‘Is my magic so easy? ’

It felt like it was then.

That's when you encountered Utu Kzarik, one of Kaltan's Triathletes!

“Have you seen it?”

Pechrelum sobs with an intangible energy around his body.

“This is the true power of God! ”