How a Reincarnated Warlock Lives – Chapter 114

Chapter 114: Angels and Demons (4)

The enemy that had been waiting for the Holy See’s army, hidden underground, was not something ordinary.

In a way, it was natural. In the first place, waiting for an enemy whose arrival time was unknown in the underground where sunlight and oxygen couldn’t reach was not something a living being could do.

It was the skeletons that greeted them.

Goblins, Orcs, Ogres, Humans, and so on.

A massive army composed of the bones of various races, waiting in the dark underground.

The countless monsters that had disappeared into Grave Canyon, as if drawn by something right before their deaths, now welcomed the soldiers of the Holy See, who were radiating vitality unlike themselves, with malice, having become skeletons.

“D, Damn it!”

“Kuaaagh!”

Screams could be heard from everywhere. The surroundings were in chaos.

No matter how well-organized an army is, it doesn’t receive training assuming this kind of situation.

The knights were also flustered.

Originally, this skeleton army should have been rather helplessly pushed back by the charge of the knights armed with powerful armor.

However, the Pachiencia Catacomb perfectly solved that problem by mixing them together underground.

Dozens, hundreds of skeletons swarmed the knights who fell from their horses, their bellies pierced by the poison-tipped spikes densely embedded in the ground.

“God!”

“Pull yourselves together!”

The surprise attack was effective, but the Holy See’s army wasn’t annihilated in a short period.

Although many were injured while falling, the number of infantrymen was a whopping ten thousand, and most of the Golden Cross Knights, armed with powerful holy power, landed at the bottom of the pit without much damage.

But that was only the bare minimum fact. It was clear that the situation was not good.

The bottom of the canyon was a complete melee. Instead of strategies or commands based on cold analysis, a fierce battle based solely on individual strength and improvisation unfolded at the bottom of the pit.

However, at the moment when the corpses of humans were gradually increasing at the bottom of Grave Canyon, unable to overcome the numerical disadvantage.

A brilliant light flowing from the opposite side began to illuminate the canyon.

Creak. The skeleton army, sensing something unusual, looked up.

A huge sculpture symbolizing the church, loaded on a carriage pulled by dozens of soldiers, was shining dazzlingly.

It wasn’t sunlight reflecting. The canyon, covered with dark clouds rising around the fortress, was gloomy like evening.

The light was emanating from the giant symbol itself.

The knights and soldiers, who were entangled with the skeletons and continuing a life-or-death battle, belatedly realized this fact and shouted with faces full of joy.

“The main force, the main force has arrived!”

“God!”

The main force of the Holy See, consisting of tens of thousands of infantrymen, the Holy Templar Knights, two archbishops, and the Saintess, finally entered the cursed canyon, following the vanguard.

Shing.

“……”

The man at the forefront of them drew his long sword.

Michael Termes. The Holy Templar Knights lined up in a row behind him, the most outstanding Holy Knight of the Holy See.

Each member of the Holy Templar Knights, the most powerful force in Delphaud, had a protective shield shimmering with holy light spread around their body.

“Filthy heretics.”

Michael Termes muttered in a chilling voice.

“Let’s go, brothers.”

There was no shout.

Whoosh!

The horse he was riding had already crossed dozens of meters. The other members also ran after their Captain in unison.

Thanks to the protective shields shimmering on the knights’ bodies, they looked like spears of light piercing through the canyon.

An unhesitating charge.

The moment the pit, several meters high, came into view. The knights at the forefront activated the holy spells engraved on their protectors.

Pabak!

Then, the instantly activated magic cut the ground in front of the pit diagonally.

Thanks to their proficiency in various types of holy magic, a new downhill path leading to the bottom of the pit was created.

The Holy Templar Knights, covered in protective shields, would not have suffered any significant damage even if they jumped into the pit with their horses, but there was a separate reason why they bothered to use magic to cut the ground diagonally.

It was to maximize the destructive power of the charge, one of the strongest advantages of the Heavy Armored Knights.

Kwajik!

Without slowing down, the heavy armor and protective shields that came running at tremendous speed smashed the skeleton army with formidable power.

It couldn’t even be called a battle in the first place.

An attack that rams into them at full speed. Skeletons were mercilessly swept away by hooves, armor, protective shields, and spears.

There was no reason to hesitate.

The vanguard, which included the Golden Cross Knights and the infantry, was isolated in the middle of the pit.

The faces of those who had discovered the Holy Templar Knights, who had reached there at a terrifying speed, were filled with joy.

“Sir Termes!”

The Captain of the Golden Cross Knights, who had thrown off his badly dented armor that was hindering his breathing and then shook his blood-soaked head, shouted in a relieved voice.

Michael Termes, who nodded his head in greeting, raised his long sword.

Whoosh!

A white beam of light, emitted from the tip of his long sword, which was almost like a spear, flew towards a large Ogre skeleton.

Kwaaaang!

Soon, the holy spell he unleashed easily shattered the hard and thick bones of the Ogre.

Kukung. The body of the Ogre, which had lost its head and collapsed while staggering, was crushed under dozens of skeletons.

“……!”

Light seeped into the faces of the soldiers and knights who were barely holding on, at the sight that symbolized the reversal of the war situation.

While the Holy Templar Knights, who had broken through the canyon at tremendous speed, were clearing the pit with unstoppable force, the main force of tens of thousands was not just standing still.

Kururu.

The huge siege weapons brought to attack the fortress slowly crossed the canyon.

Hundreds of combat priests filled the pit where the battle was coming to an end with holy spells, and the main force soon reached the front of the Bone Fortress, along with those who had escaped to the ground.

Hwaak!

A huge beam of light, as if signaling the siege, struck the fortress, and in response, countless black mages of the Catacomb, possessing powerful energy, appeared with countless skeletal soldiers from all over the Bone Fortress.

🔹🔹🔹

Passsut!

Evil magical power, gushing out from all over the giant fortress, blocked the beam of light emanating from the giant symbol.

The skeletal soldiers who had been waiting for the vanguard in the pit were only a small part of the Catacomb’s forces.

Countless skeletal soldiers and black mages, who appeared on the walls and watchtowers, looked down at the Holy See’s army.

Toong─!

Bone harpoons, about ten meters long, were fired with a heavy sound.

Their number was at least a few hundred. Massive harpoons, no different from pillars, cutting through the air.

They were gifts for the fanatics who dared to covet this fortress made of giant bones.

Woooong.

And in response, a team of several hundred combat priests created defensive spells.

They had already drawn magic circles on the ground and stood, and the massive protective shield they cast spread out as if to envelop the army.

Kwaaaang!

A tremendous roar. The giant harpoons, comparable to powerful offensive magic with their weight and speed alone, fell. The protective shield also broke down, unable to withstand the impact, but its original purpose, protecting the army, had already been achieved.

“I, It’s falling!”

“Kuaaagh─!”

Of course, the Holy See’s forces numbered tens of thousands, so they couldn’t protect all areas.

Part of the formation was devastated by the mercilessly falling harpoons, but overall, it was a small impact.

“Arrogant bastards……!”

Michael Termes, the Captain of the Holy Templar Knights, gritted his teeth when he saw that.

Soon, under his command, the dozen or so teams of combat priests, who had been waiting with holy relics emitting powerful energy in the center of the holy magic circle, began their attack.

Wheeik!

The holy spells, fired as if to escort the siege weapons approaching the walls, mercilessly swept away the heretics on the walls.

Although its physical destructive power itself was not that high and could not break the solid walls, they were fatal spells to the skeletons walking with evil power and the black mages imbued with demonic energy.

Well-organized offensive magic that flew in without rest and siege weapons that reached the walls. Underneath them, the soldiers rushed in with shouts calling upon God. At that moment.

Hwaaaak!

Evil black magic spread like roots from all over the castle.

“Kuaaagh─!”

“Arm, My arm……!”

“Heek!”

The vicious spells, filled with corrosion, weakness, pain, and frustration, extinguished the combat priests’ holy spells and scattered towards the siege weapons and soldiers.

“Kuhuk─!”

Several combat priests, injured by the forcibly dispelled holy spells, collapsed on the spot, vomiting blood.

The leadership of the Holy See quickly realized the identity of those who had unleashed the powerful black magic, which possessed a cruelly vicious power that was not easily seen.

Kilkilkil. Those who floated up above the fortress, laughing wickedly. Powerful demonic energy resided in their bony fingers that moved with only bones remaining.

“Lich! They’re Liches!”

Servants who serve the Demon of Patience.

They were powerful black mages even when they were alive, but after obtaining a body through death, they became even more powerful mages.

The magic each one of them unleashed possessed power exceeding that of an average group of combat priests.

“Kugh……!”

Another priest, unable to withstand the backflow of power, collapsed, vomiting blood from his mouth. A difference in skill that was overwhelming. But the Holy See was not so easily defeated.

Hwaaaak!

An intense light, erupting from the main force, began to tear apart the black fog that was slowly covering the battlefield.

“Return to death once more, wicked beings!”

An old man, who had climbed onto a prepared temporary platform, shouted and swung the holy relic he was holding, the Staff of Mhallen.

Crackle. The holy spell, fired in the shape of lightning, cutting through the air for a moment, shattered the protective shield of one of the Liches floating in the air.

“Kuaaagh─!”

The Lich, unable to withstand the holy spell, vanished like smoke. Although it was a Lich evaluated to have survivability exceeding that of an average magical beast, it could not withstand the power contained in the old man’s holy spell.

“A, Archbishop-nim!”

Archbishop Hertel. One of the three archbishops.

The white-haired old man, who had long passed his retirement age, swung his staff like a conductor’s baton and dropped the Liches one by one.

Beads of sweat formed on the forehead of the archbishop who was using holy magic. Unlike his trembling hands, there was no wavering in his magic aimed at the heretics.

Crackle. The moment another spell struck a Lich and made it vanish.

─!

Kukung. With a huge wave, a figure rose above the head of the fortress, on top of the spire.

“……”

The figure, who had climbed onto the top of the dizzyingly high wall, clad in massive armor all over his body, silently looked down at the battlefield.

“Foolish servants of the angel.”

Kugggg.

As the massive knight raised his hand, a huge black spear appeared, sucking in the air.

“I will send you to his side.”

Kwaaaang!

With a sound that ripped through the air, the black spear, fired explosively, broke through the protective shield that the archbishop had hurriedly spread and pierced the old man’s chest.

“─!”

There wasn’t even a death rattle.

As the body of the archbishop, who died instantly, fell backwards, an Inquisitor walked out from the back of the Holy See’s main force.

“High Priest Brohaken.”

He looked up at the spire of the fortress, the dizzyingly high place, and muttered softly.

“You’ve finally crawled out.”

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