Chapter 257 – Winning Isn’t About Winning, It’s About Being Pissed

Harmon’s secret weapon and the closest cadre, Eldritch, was confident of victory before the battle.

He is an eldritch who has been active on the battlefield several times in the past while hiding his identity. Compared to that old god, who was no different from a low-ranking corps commander except for armed force, who could n’t even create his own power his, such as a corpse golem that lost his senses, the number of experiences in war was different.

In Eldritch’s view, this battle had no elements to lose. Some of the enemies were revealing an exceptionally strong presence for a human, but that was only a minority.

There were no magic corps that annoyed the enemies by supporting them, and no soldiers who could become meat shields to block their attacks. Rather, students, hostages who could become their burden, are only widening the distance without being able to leave the rear.

‘As expected, stupid and disgusting humans, if I had just thrown away that pile of baggage and fought, I would have had a small chance of winning.’

It was probably a choice that some of the Ghost Fleet feared to pursue and slaughter them, but in the eyes of the Eldritch, there was no such thing as stupid.

As the battle progresses, humans will show their fatigue and weakness, and if they wait until then, the moment their ship is destroyed by one of Hecatoncale’s arms or one of their own magic his, this place will become a mess.

Corpses floating in the sea and the screams of weak humans crying out for help.
And the warriors who lose their lives one after another by showing gaps while trying to save such humans.

‘If I absorb all that many souls…The level of my existence will surely go up a notch!’

For him as a lich, a strong human soul is a good source of power. If there were as many warriors as this, just absorbing them all would raise your rank by at least one level.

No, if he absorbed the souls of the hero and his comrades, he might be able to take the place of the now vacant family.

Just imagining it is ecstatic. At the same time, he felt infinite gratitude to his creator his, Harmon. Sending yourself into this battle would be tantamount to tacit permission for a rise in rank.

“Don’t get too excited. Eldritch, even though Hecaton Kale has appeared, the enemy’s morale is not unusual. Be vigilant and fight properly.”

Eldritch, who was in a state of ecstasy, emitted an unpleasant mental wave at Magni’s disturbing remark of her.
Isn’t the warrior who gave up his pride his and barely begged for his life his and is now afraid of even humans? I really couldn’t be a downtrodden loser.

[Are you nervous right now, Magni? There are three corps commanders. There are only three corps commanders to kill less than a thousand people, but are you showing your fear by talking about being careless! It’s like the shame of this demon king!]

Eldritch refused to listen to Magni, who tried to contradict him. Instead, he beckoned Hecaton Kale and pointed his fingertips at the bug-like humans.

[Kill them all, Hecaton Kale! For your creator, Harmon-nim, and your master, the Demon King! Offer their skulls to the Demon King!]
──Kieeaek!!! The corpse giant howled from its five hundred heads and began to walk forward through the sea.

Seeing that mythical figure, Eldritch was once again convinced of victory.
Even if the Three Swordsmen appeared here, they wouldn’t be able to kill that behemoth with a single sword. And Hecatoncale has the regenerative ability and durability to recover from all attacks other than divine power.

In addition, the annoying divine and magical powers, which are the only means to stop Hecatonkale or Magni, can be blocked with his sealed magic eye.
Even with such an overwhelming power gap, imagining defeat is a foolish idea. Eldritch laughed at Magni inwardly and started flying over the sea following Hecatoncale.

[Look, people! We are your terror and death! Surrender to overwhelming power!]

At the same time as the cry, five great spells from Eldritch’s five demon eyes were fired at the academy’s fleet. Like a splendid fireworks announcing the start of battle, the great magic covered the night sky with brilliant five-colored lights.

Even if only one of these great magic hits the fleet, half of them will lose their lives and fight a fierce battle!

Eldritch let out a mad light, though mentally, and happily imagined the scene.

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Thirty minutes into the battle, the eldritch couldn’t contain his astonishment.

[What is this! Why hasn’t a single human died yet!!]

If it was the original plan, 30 minutes would be more than enough time to deal with the main human force, but that plan had completely collapsed.

“For the Empire! For humanity!”
“Prince Ojie and Crown Princess Marianne are leading the fight! Warriors, follow him!”
“Shoot! Focus all your guns and magic on that corpse giant! The warriors of the kingdom and the knights of the empire must aim for that gap and create an opening to sever that head!”

Kiaaaaa~!!

With its thousand arms it picks up and throws mountains, and with its five hundred heads it detects and responds to all attacks coming from all directions, so Hecaton Kale, called the celestial monster or celestial monster, is known as the celestial monster. The attack stopped the momentum.

“Sister! Xiao Mei! 12 arms come from the 11 o’clock position!”
“I see! I will strike back, so the princess counterattacks!”
“Ah! Rain—Turn it on——!!!”

No, it wasn’t just that the momentum had stopped, it was a state in which double-digit numbers of arms and heads had already been cut off by the fearsome crown princess called the giant slayer with her spirited swordsman.

Even though Hecaton Kale, who struggles in pain, tries to restore her body, the divine power at the tip of the sword of the King, the sword of ‘Lion Spirit’, held in Marianne’s hand, is pure and sharp enough to be compared to the warrior’s holy sword, Elentar, and it is a corpse golem’s power. The affected part was being burned with the flames of the torch.

“──♬!! ──♪~♬!!”
[Sheesh, those damn Northern Church bastards..!]

The eldritch jerked his jawbone and glared at the ship behind him. On the deck of the ship, the choir of priests and angels not only neutralizes the Wild Hunt’s fog, but also neutralizes the demonic energy emitted by the gate and grants blessings to all warriors and ships on the battlefield.

I tried to support with all my might to take the initiative even by forcibly destroying that ship, but even that was not the right situation due to the bombardment of the great magic flying from the side. The problem is not only that.

“──The Heavenly Demon Priesthood, the unstoppable heaven!”

Two-woong——! The little woman, who was less than half of Magni, threw her fist into her fist her, launching Magni’s body her more than 7 meters into the air, and the shockwave created a huge hole in her dark clouds and her fog -covered the sky.

Magni, who was not killed by that blow, restored her body and strength with the power of her sacred weapon, but her power seemed to remain in her body her, so she coughed violently.

“Kuh..! The murderer of the clan, was he still hiding this skill…! 100 years must be a long time for humans!”
“On the day I lost my precious boyfriend 100 years ago, I swore to heaven that I would not die until I annihilated all of you! How did you think you would grow old, you self-indulgent fellow—!”

Magni has her feet tied to the kinsman slayer, the Heavenly Horse, Lin Xiangpei, who participated in the battle. Apparently, according to the report, this situation where an old strong man who is said to be deeply contaminated by demonic energy and can no longer enter the dungeon is using all his skills his is unnatural no matter how much you think about it.

“Oh, won’t we be sad if we only care about the Heavenly Demon?”
“You dirty traitor…! Did you betray my masters, the demon lord and Lilith, and side with the humans!!”
“Isn’t the disgusting and despicable traitor talking about four guys who continue their pitiful lives by licking the ass of the demon king army who slaughtered their own people? A true warrior would have committed suicide a long time ago, but why are you talking about a traitor?”
“This person…!! Shut up dude!!! How dare you dare to say such an absurd thing to God when you are only talking about a bicorn!”
“God? Are you talking about an idiot who can’t control his anger his right in front of me?”

On the other hand, Magni is in a state of madness after being attacked with demonic energy by Lilith’s right-hand man, Sirka, who fights on the human side for some reason, and a suspiciously powerful bicorn.

If the time went on just a little bit longer, it was certain that he would not be able to show his skills and would return to being a rage-mad berserk.

[Damn, damn—!! What the hell is this! Did you mean that the three corps commanders could be so helplessly tied up!!]

Where the hell did the plan go wrong?
When the first great magic bombardment disappeared after being destroyed by the sudden appearance of witches and familiars?
Right after the battle, as if prepared in advance, when the priests of the Northern Church declared sanctuary to weaken their power and exclude the ghost ships from the battle?
When time began to lag without being able to eliminate important forces such as the Heavenly Demon and Princess Marianne at once?

No, those were all minor matters. Preparations for magic and divine power were already predicted before the battle. Even so, the reason why he expected an easy massacre was because he had the power of Eldritch himself, the magic eyes of the five seals.

That’s right, if I could only step forward, the composition of this battlefield could have changed at once. He should have been able to subdue the divine power that covered the battlefield, the witch’s great magic that came at the right time, and the heavenly demon that zealously resisted demonic magic.

[It’s all, it’s all your fault! These obnoxious scumbags!]
“Oh, the eldritch is mad. It looks like Phase 2 is coming soon, so prepare a big blow Karen!”
“Okay, partner!”

The reason why the Eldritch himself was unable to help anyone and his feet his were tied was none other than these two humans who appeared in front of him right after the start of the battle.

The goddess’ chosen hero of this era, Cayenne Silver Sword.
And Artin Ludwig, the hero’s ally and the hero’s ally who defeated Lilith.

[I don’t know if it’s a phase or what you’re talking about, but I’ll finish everything with this one shot! The Fist of Destruction—-]
“The power of destruction is coming! Concentrate on the first eye that glows orange! If those eyes close, the authority will be canceled!”
“Okay! The water spirit king, Naiad!”
[Aaaaa!!! In addition! You’re disturbing me again!!]

Every time he casts a great magic spell that will wipe out the entire fleet as well as the two of them, the man named Artin somehow notices his gaps and weaknesses like a ghost and interferes with the exercise of power.

[Now that this has happened, the power of the demonic eyes——]
“It’s a magical eye pattern! Excluding divine power, shove 5 attribute magic into each eye! There are only five types of power that can be sealed at the same time!”
[To destroy the evil eye! Smash your head with these two hands—-]
“Melee patterns! Spread the distance while keeping in check with the sex law! If there is an opening, I will counterattack!”
[Such a despicable human being!! Fighting so cowardly!]

The blockade of the opponent’s power and magic due to the magic eye of the seal, the magic skills that are among the best in the demon army, and the unique martial arts learned by learning swordsmanship and martial arts.

He was a perfect hexagon type executive Eldritch, but his weakness was that he was not good at multi-casting. However, such a weakness has never been a problem.

Humans who have figured out that they are liches are always wary of the start of battle and the great magic they show, only to fall prey to chess or magic eyes. It is an eldritch who does not spare any human who has seen this martial arts or magic eye, and has even kept strict confidentiality.

However, that cheeky person, as if he had grasped all his powers his, immediately shuts himself down with cumbersome yet effective countermeasures no matter what he tries to do. He is unable to shake off even the law of destruction, which would have been insufficient if he were alone, thanks to the help of a warrior who is strangely strong for a human.

[How! How can I be aware of everything I do! Are you a person with a vision for the future? No, I shouldn’t have used the power of time before——!!]

Seeing Eldritch glaring at him with seven eyes unable to overcome his anger his, Artin smiled with satisfaction.

“The rave reviews are pouring in. There’s no praise for the other person as much as saying that you’re playing the game. Why, fighting shit is your area of ​​expertise, but you get screwed because you get stuck?”
[This damn being! Sircanya? Did Shirka sell my information?!]
“Yeah~ I won’t teach you, I won’t even tell you right before you die~ Search while getting fed~”

Artin felt even better as he recalled the memory of figuring out the pattern while fighting the eldritch in his previous life. At that time, how much pain he struggled as he was subjected to that fucking blockade play.

‘I can block magic, block holy power, block elemental magic, and are good at melee combat. I can’t believe I can block the corps commander, who was the most annoying to deal with, so easily!’

The reason why Artin went out to directly stop Eldritch was because of his own various fighting methods his, but also because he wanted to avenge what he had suffered in the past.

He tried to kill him with his own hands once, but at that time, time was running out, so he couldn’t even do tea bagging because he was on his way to kill the demon king.

“When you die, I will melt the gold attached to your body and make it your trophy! Throw the skulls to the neighborhood bastards as snacks!”
[You coward, you coward…!]

The eldritch trembled in anger at the golden coffin-covered skull.
He couldn’t be more fucked because he had been doing what he was doing in reverse. But what pissed him off even more was not the fact that his powers his were blocked.

[At least…! If you have the slightest conscience…!]

With trembling hands, Eldritch pointed at Artin and Karen.

[Stop taking out that bastard’s elixir! It’s already the 3rd bottle! Fighting while drinking a potion that even revives the dead! I don’t even know the minimum honor!!]
“Yeah~ I don’t know~ I’m a weak bugger, so I’m going to fight while drinking potions~”

Artin teased Eldritch by drinking the elixir he took out of his inventory. At the same time, half of the mana consumed and the minor wounds sustained in the middle of the battle began to recover in the blink of an eye.

Eldritch couldn’t understand what it was like. Even in the Demon King’s army, there are few and are treated as rare treasures. Is it reasonable to drink an elixir as if it were a low-grade potion?

“Mephisto! Send 10 more elixirs to Heavenly Demon and Hecaton Kale! It will be enough by now! Send about 10 more to the rear!”
“Are there 10 horses in the rear too? Violet, that half-penny won’t need the elixir yet, so why bother sending it?”
“It’s okay! All of the store points I had this time were robbed of the Elixir! If it’s not enough, tell me to say more! I’ll send you anything!”
[Aaaaa!! This fucking bastard!]

One of Eldritch’s demonic eyes, which would normally have been able to withstand a little more damage, burst out unable to withstand the intense rage.
Artin, who was looking at the scene happily, looked at Karen and said.

“Look closely, Karen, you can’t be obsessed with winning battles, you have to tell the other person to be angry.
“Yes..! Keep in mind, partner!”

Karen nodded her head in admiration at Artin’s amazing combat skills that he hadn’t seen in a duel.