Chapter 470 – Intruder -4-

The seventh wanderer that Roman last faced. Gravekeeper Valois Plantagenet.

A person who dug up the bodies of warriors and those around them, captured them, and used them unfairly.

Roman thought a lot about who should use the artifacts other than the elixir among the items he obtained from dealing with the wanderer.

Even if it was a precious item, it would be a loss for Roman to use it himself, so he took great pains to pass it on to a lover who met the requirements.

The first things to consider are, of course, the sisters Electra and Atra, who do not have a vested weapon.

When I took it one step further and thought about the situation and usage. No matter what anyone said, there was only one person that came to Roman’s mind.

“No matter how much you think about it, this is for Seria. Think of it as me and carry it with you.”

“!!!”

Roman put a small ornament in Seria’s hand along with her request.

The said Ceria was seen by everyone using her artifact as soon as they heard her explanation from her seat. Rike, who was looking at her blankly, added a word.

“I don’t think anyone but Seria can use it in the first place…?”

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From the beginning, she knew Seria well.

Ceria Electra has the power to receive praise wherever she goes, but she is actually the weakest within this mansion.

From Roman’s insight, it was obvious that if the enemy was cornered or defeated, she would target Seria first, so she delivered this item.

‘It comes here!’

The moment when murderous gaze and unclean mana are aimed at Seria.

The girl who became the hunted girl did not panic and threw her iron sword on the floor. She took out a sword-shaped artifact that was hanging on a string around her neck.

‘As expected, it happens like you said…’

Roman handed over to Seria something that could be considered her insurance. Now that I have been designated as a target by an enemy who has a level of discernment of power.

All results are not accidental. Actually, it’s according to Roman’s calculations.

The elf’s finger points this way.

I felt the cloudy mana forming a sharp shape.

‘Now!’

She holds the small sword that fits comfortably in one hand tightly in her fist. Ceria stretched her arms upward without hesitation.

Blame it!

The performance of this artifact is simple yet effective. Continuously consuming mana to control her warrior’s power.

It is an item left behind by a wandering grave keeper when he dies while using the body of a warrior in his prime.

Although it is not an ability that surpasses Roman’s, it is enough to handle her crisis and turn the situation around in an instant.

“Star Flower! Comet of Birth! Light of Courage───!”

[Brave Caliber]

To activate the artifact, all you need is a loud starter word and a total of three actions.

In the game, you simply hit Control 3 to Control 5 repeatedly and that’s it, but the reality is different.

It requests dizzying movements reminiscent of special effects in the user’s mind.

Chuck! Chuck! Chuck!

Seria acted without hesitation with her extremely serious face.

The light that started from her small sword surrounded Seria and caused a surge of mana.

Kiiiiing──!!!

The light disappeared and Ceria appeared, wearing a red cape that almost touched the floor and a neat sword on her back. A monochromatic circlet on her head. Leather boots that reach up to the calf and a belt studded with ore of unknown purpose.

“Evil… Will be punished!”

These were the appearances of the ideal warrior that Seria envisioned.

Her hair had turned black like Roman’s, and even her eyes had turned dark red.

Sereung.

The gale of arrows that touched Ceria’s body as she drew her sword became a breeze and dispersed.

The astonished elf’s face was accurately captured in Seria’s body vision.

I feel like the world has slowed down.

‘You can only swing the sword once!’

Even though she was standing still the first time she used this artifact, she collapsed from mana exhaustion.

Thanks to the outrageous amount of mana consumption required to last, that time lasts approximately 10 seconds.

She is not standing. If you swing the sword, she will faint at that moment.

It’s okay though. Should be. I’m not scared. My family will do whatever it takes to do the rest.

“Aaaaah!!!”

Coogung! Mana exploded around Seria holding her sword, and her hair rose as if it were going to fly.

The girl gave strength to her stomach and shouted the name of her skill out loud.

“Division of heaven and earth!!!”

The identity of the grandiose name is a simple release of mana that swings the sword by squeezing the mana of the entire body.

However, the total amount of mana changed from a bathtub to a lake. It’s a different level than before.

Sigh──!

Light flashed across the walls of the mansion, and the barrier created by Atra shook violently.

Just one breath passes.

Seria fell down with a loud sound.

“···!”

The moment the saint saw an eerie flash of light. She felt that her lower body had disappeared.

Her mouth is so embarrassed that it doesn’t close, but when she uses the sacrificial box, her flesh begins to bubble up.

“Now!”

Even if we lived in that state, there would be a huge gap. Chloe, who ran across the yard, knew it was her turn and jumped.

Because I have no intention of missing the clear gap that Seria created.

According to Roman’s experience, she cannot use black magic at the moment when she heals a large wound with a sacrifice.

Blue eyes flashed through her helmet, and the jet-black greatsword trembled.

[Punishment]

An aggressive sexual technique that Chloe learned with the weapon Frey. The thick blade cut into the regenerating saint’s chest without hesitation.

Chii Iik ──.

“Kwaaaaah!!!”

The pain of burning the skin with an iron. The saint rolled her eyes and screamed, and her regeneration clearly slowed down.

Chloe, who had finished administering the magic spell, took out the blade and fell down! The sound of being stabbed.

Rike created red thorns using blood magic and fixed the saint’s body.

“Sister Alice.”

“Let’s go right away!”

Takkak!

Alice’s cube with built-in magic was broken.

[Black Stone Pillar]

A stone pillar that appeared just below the barrier rose above the saint. Lily Ne, who felt the unique loud mana, opened her eyes and finished her chant.

[飄風]

The strong wind generated from Liline’s mana pressed hard against the stone pillar that fell on the saint.

“These rotten bitches!!!”

The saint’s swearing, which had not yet been completed properly, was buried by a falling object.

Kwaaaaa!!!

A huge stone pillar crashed into the yard, shaking the ground and making a roar.

Everything else was done based on intuition, but this was a magical connection that had been agreed upon in advance.

“A warlock wouldn’t have died from this.”

“If you don’t die after getting hit by this… That’s really gross.”

– Sigh!

Based on Ricke’s guess, Alice returned victorious and placed Thero on her head, then erased her stone pillar.

“It’s alive.”

When I looked underneath the open ground, I saw a handful of flesh and blood bubbling up. The result of overwhelming physical power.

Rike walked towards her expressionlessly, took out the rosary and holy water that Atra had given her, and went downstairs.

– This is a rosary made by melting down the cross hanging in the prayer room of the capital branch.

I clearly remember her words as she gave Atra the cross decoration.

Rike plunged the sacred rosary into the writhing flesh and sprinkled holy water on the blood.

The pulsing flesh, spitting out musty smoke, hardened like a stone and then collapsed and crumbled.

The result confirmed with Ricke’s eyes. Juberois Blanc is definitely dead.

“Sister!”

After seeing that, Chloe decided that the battle was over and threw away the great sword she was holding.

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The direction of the spinning blade is towards the eclair.

With one hand empty, she casually caught the flying sword without even looking at it.

Innocence and Frey held in both hands have become short enough to be called short swords.

-Grurg…

The two undead stopped moving for a moment due to the sudden change in air current.

The undead were in a state of mutilated bodies, but Eclair also had small scratches on her body.

“I’m sorry I stopped. Should I start again?”

Basically, a bound weapon cannot be used by anyone else than yourself, but this is different for the Dritna sisters.

Innocence and Frey created an inexplicable resonance every time their blades clashed. The current form of eclair is a piece realized by understanding its resonance.

Scar clicked her tongue at Eclair’s her new appearance her.

‘Dual sword style…? Is the smaller size a condensation of power?’

It is not something to be happy about because the advantage of distance has become advantageous. Such changes in battle always lead in an ominous direction.

It felt like the real beginning was now.

“Atra.”

“Yes!”

[Sacred Enchant]

Holy power was contained in the two swords, and a pure white pattern appeared on the sword surfaces. A power that is on a different level from the divine power granted by ordinary priests.

– CRaaaaa!

The undead who saw the pattern went into fits of rage and kicked the ground.

Huh! Eclair, avoiding the black forearm causing the strong wind, moved her gaze.

The first thing you should target is an ore monster with a bent back. The speed of the red fragments that shoot out from the body like magic is quite threatening.

‘···Troublesome things.’

If it were just one animal, Eclair could cut it down enough to create a gap and cut it wide, but when these strange undead felt a sense of danger, they acted as shields and blocked each other, so people kept saying that they were picky.

If we continued to make careful cuts, it would have taken a long time to produce results.

But that’s just the story until now.

Kaang!

The Frey wielded by Eclair got stuck in the ore of the Bloodstone Devourer.

A metal that refuses to let go of its edge, as if it were a maw. It was truly an undead created to kill swordsmen.

Picture as expected. Eclair hit Frey, who was stuck with Innocence.

Uuuuung── Like hitting a chisel with a hammer. The blade cut through the ore with resonance and touched the undead’s skin.

– Key, keyaaaaagh!!!

The disadvantage of not being able to keep up with the strength of both hands when using two swords is not a problem.

It is something that can be overcome with dexterity, and the cutting power of the condensed weapon has reached its limit.

Eclair, who had clearly begun to gain the upper hand, began to gradually pressure the undead.

‘Not good. This is not good.’

Scar didn’t care that the saint was dead. She is saddened by the situation where her masterpieces are being pushed back.

Scar, who gained freedom, focused on targeting Atra from the beginning while the undead was holding Eclair.

If you seriously injure the saint and her barrier is broken, she can escape. If she can kill, she will tilt the continent.

[Cutting hand]

[Wall of Repentance]

[Surge of evil spirits]

[Aria of Bethlehem]

The destructive exchange between Atra and Scar continued without end.

If only the saint’s magic and Scar’s black magic collided, Atra had a high chance of victory, but in this situation, it was clear what Atra should do first.

After blocking the dark magic unleashed by Scar, Atra continued her prayers, feeling the pain of her head splitting.

“Ugh!”

As I just block the pouring black magic, the familiar taste of blood fills my mouth.

‘Just a little more…!’

There is not just one process that Atra is currently doing. There is no one who wouldn’t be shocked if you read what she is doing.

You must take a defensive stance against Scar’s black magic and not let him turn his eyes away, and continuously purify the energy emitted by the black undead before it fills up inside the barrier.

That’s just poison. There is no purpose other than to kill living beings.

Eclair and herself somehow endure, but we don’t know what will happen to Ceria or the other characters who have lost her mind if they drink it.

“!”

It is light after suffering. The black magic that had hit me without any time to breathe was cut off.

Perhaps feeling impatient with the stretched time and tilted center of gravity, Scar began preparing a big magic.

Atra let go of purification and defense for a moment and took the opportunity.

Establishment of sacred techniques faster than anyone else and faithful prayer.

Shortened time by sacrificing even the sacred items they had.

Atra perfected the magic technique one step faster than Scar.

“Shemhamphorae.”

The highest level holy magic that only Atra can use in the church.

A book with brilliance appeared in Atra’s arms, scattering pure white feathers.