< Chapter 42 - Twist #2 >
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Daejeonsa Garammaru.
Originally a powerful spirit warrior, he completely changed after welcoming Overlord Belial through Haragen.
Having destroyed the spirits that were as close as blood to him with his own hands, he accepted the ancient evil spirits and through this became a powerful being who learned many ancient secret arts.
‘It was quite extraordinary even in the original.’
The barbarians who destroyed the northern part of the Kingdom of Seilun were led by great warriors, not by the chieftains of each tribe.
Because of this, they reigned as the rulers of the North, and during the early stages of the Northern Barbarian event, they were beings that could not even be looked at.
If we faced it, it would have been immediate death.
‘The level difference is too big.’
Since the Northern Barbarian event itself is an event that occurs early on, the playable characters’ levels had to be low.
Even Cordelia, who had relatively more time to spare, was low level because she had used the skip skill of ‘A few months have passed since then’, and it went without saying that it was the same for Uther, who started right before the Northern Barbarian event.
‘At most, about 20 to 30.’
However, the level of the great warriors was at least 65.
With such a large gap, how could we possibly think of complaining?
In RPGs, level is always a bully.
‘Level 65.’
The great warriors were confident in their own strength.
Haragen also trusted them.
It was only natural that they were stronger than the Black Knight Billbain, the strongest intermediate mine in the Devil’s Eye.
‘Great Warrior Garam Maru.’
In the original, it is a being that must be avoided at all costs.
A man who is like the Grim Reaper, who dies the moment you meet him.
But now······.
“Sorry, we got too strong.”
Cordelia spoke with her fangs flashing, and Uther wrote down Cordelia’s words in his notebook.
“We’ve become too strong······ Note.”
“What, why are you writing it down? What is that? Huh?”
“No, just a threat for later… no, negotiating material.”
“What the heck?!”
Cordelia sharpened her eyes and read the words written on the cover of the notebook.
‘Collection of Cordelia’s embarrassing lines’
“hey!”
“Ouch! There’s a spark!”
As Yuder quickly folded his notebook and shouted, Cordelia looked straight ahead, hissing. Just as Yuder had said, the Great Knight Garam Maru was igniting flames once again.
“These bastards!”
A huge flame erupted from Garammaru’s entire body.
Having inherited the power of Kilroman, the pyromancer, one of the ancient evil spirits, he was able to create powerful flames even in the wild lands where the bitter cold reigned, and was also able to instantly turn the surrounding area into a land of scorching heat.
He glared at Uther and Cordelia.
He wanted to burn everything with the flames of hell once again.
“Woooooooo!”
He roared. And Cordelia chanted the spell.
And the consequences of that.
“You guys!”
Phew!
A huge amount of water poured down right above Garam Maru’s head.
But it is indeed the fires of hell.
Although the momentum was slightly weakened, it was still going strong.
Garammaru shouted again.
“all!”
Phew!
One more time.
Because double casting and echoes of spells were not decorations.
“Burn it!”
Phew!
“I’ll give it to you······.”
Phew!
Waterfall x4
The flames died down and Garam Maru looked like a wet rat. But he did not give up.
Because the demons told me that the waterfall was over.
Because now is the time to start a fire!
“Wow!”
The fire flared up again. And Cordelia spoke.
“Waterfall.”
It’s an order, you just have to memorize it again.
Quagagagaga!
The water pouring down like a waterfall from the air mercilessly trampled the flames of Garam Maru that were barely starting to bloom again.
But Garammaru never gave up.
“I am!”
Phew!
“Absolutely······.”
Phew!
“give up······.”
Phew!
“Hey! You fucking bitch! Hey!”
Garammaru got angry and started swearing, and Yuder nodded and said.
“You are going too far.”
He must have worked hard to obtain that power.
When I go home, I’ll have a wife like a fox, children like rabbits, and an old mother.
Cordelia immediately recoiled at the look in Uther’s eyes.
“Hey, what’s too much? And isn’t he a really bad guy? He’s a traitor who killed his entire family with his own hands?”
I know the mid-boss settings, right?
It was just as Cordelia said.
Garammaru was a great traitor who became an evil spirit warrior and destroyed his clan with his own hands.
“Give me the wooden bowl!”
Garammaru, who had been spitting out his old voice, rushed forward, splashing about on the muddy water.
Even though he couldn’t control fire, he had a strong body.
He is about 2 meters tall, has broad shoulders, and has arms and upper arms thicker than a woman’s waist.
A force that can kill the delicate Cordelia in a single blow!
And then Yuder stood in front of him.
After standing firm in front of Cordelia, he took Garammaru’s charge head-on.
thud!
Yuder and Garammaru faced each other head-on. Their confrontation with their hands clasped together was a perfect stance for a test of strength.
“You bastard with a pretty face!”
Although he has grown rapidly recently, he is still only in his mid-to-late 170s.
He was a head shorter than Garam Maru, who was nearly two meters tall, and the difference in size was more than double.
Added to this is the difference in muscle mass.
Just looking at the thickness, there was a difference of several times, so it would have been normal for something like Yuder to be crushed in an instant.
but.
“sorry.”
Uther wasn’t pushed back one bit.
Although Garammaru was still ahead in terms of level, Yuder and Cordelia were not ordinary playable characters.
Stat inflated based on the titles accumulated so far.
Various auxiliary magic added here.
Temperance added again.
It would not be an exaggeration to say that Yuder’s current brute force was practically a supernatural power.
“Eww!”
Garammaru, who was trying to twist and crush Yuder’s arm, screamed at his own twisted arm instead.
And then Uder pushed the garam-maru away. He shook it off in one go and looked back at Cordelia.
‘You know?’
‘know.’
frieze.
The blue light from the moonlight instantly engulfed the fallen Garam Maru on the floor.
It was already a cold, wild land, and Garammaru was completely soaked in water, so there was no way to resist the freezing magic.
Jeez! Jeez!
Yuder thrust a sword imbued with the power of the black dragon at Garamaru’s chest, which had frozen solid and turned into an ice statue.
As it shattered into pieces, a pure white ring of light appeared over Uther and Cordelia’s chest.
“Whoa, that was easier to catch than I thought.”
“Because it’s a land of extreme cold, both water magic and ice magic will be strengthened. Moonlight has also been powered up.”
If it weren’t for Moonlight, who had become much more powerful after absorbing the Snow Queen, it wouldn’t have been possible to catch him so easily.
“Hehehe, anyway, I’m excited.”
It was only natural to be happy that he was able to easily catch the great warrior Garammaru, who was absolutely impossible to catch in the beginning of the original.
Uther flapped his rabbit ears and stared at his beloved Cordelia for a moment, then quickly turned his gaze elsewhere.
‘The devil’s magic circles.’
The place where the two people were standing now was a huge altar located some distance from the dragon vein.
A large magic circle was carved into the floor, indicating that a large-scale ritual was in progress, and nine pillars covered in demonic letters were placed around the altar.
‘I see… is that it?’
Preparations for summoning the Archdemon Kremler.
It was a simple yet effective means of holding small ceremonies in multiple locations to build up strength and then focus it on the larger ceremonies.
“It seems like the ceremony here is already over…?”
Cordelia said, looking at the altar.
So many sacrifices were offered that the entire stone altar was soaked in blood.
‘Did you even offer up the devil’s followers as sacrifices?’
Despite the presence of an altar of this size, there were virtually no enemies other than Garammaru.
Judging from the fact that there were hardly any people in the village, it seemed that a human sacrifice on a massive scale had been carried out.
‘There are too many.’
There was too much blood sacrificed.
Of course, it was true that the Archdemon Kremler was not an easy being to summon, but even so, it felt like it was too much.
‘It’s not a ritual that’s only done here.’
The rituals of the devil’s followers took different forms depending on their purpose.
And the ritual unfolding here now was merely a preparatory ritual for the greater ritual that Uder knew well.
‘There are too many.’
I thought about it again.
Too much blood was shed for a preparatory ceremony.
What could be the reason?
Could summoning Kremler require more sacrifices than Juder himself realizes?
Or, if the preparatory ritual was not performed by all the great warriors, but only by a few including Garammaru, and if the preparatory ritual, which was originally supposed to be performed in five places, was performed in only three places, requiring more blood to be sacrificed.
‘That makes sense.’
But it was strange.
I kept feeling uneasy.
“Yuderya?”
At Cordelia’s call, Uther raised his head.
She stood before the altar, frowning.
Cordelia’s intuition, which I have admired several times since we started working together.
Cordelia’s intuition was telling her that.
Something is different.
The altar before their eyes was far from what Uther and Cordelia had imagined.
And her intuition was not wrong this time either.
Following Cordelia’s gaze, Uder looked at the altar – or rather, the magic circle engraved in the center of the altar – and his eyes widened.
‘It’s different.’
It was different from the original.
It wasn’t the original magic circle that could be found in the ruined north.
Uder ran to the altar in a hurry and began to analyze it.
I dismantled the complex magic circle in my head and listed them out.
I read the true meaning contained in the magic circle.
And then at some point.
Uther understood.
A ritual conducted by Garammaru.
Why more blood was needed.
And the reason why all these things happened.
What made Haragen make a different choice than the original.
It was Uther himself.
What Uder himself has done so far has caused Haragen to make a different choice.
The red gale did not die.
Because of this, the Great Storm Tribe survived.
The rough avalanche and the fine snow wind did not corrupt Bluebeard. The mid-level mines that had been dispatched to the East were completely destroyed, and because of that, the East did not split.
Could not disturb Caraval.
As a result, the Eastern Army was formed.
What Uther and Cordelia have been doing so far.
The positive changes that have occurred as a result.
Uther’s intention was successful.
Haragen was cornered.
That’s why Haragen had to make an extreme choice that he didn’t make in the original.
“Yuderya?”
Uther looked up and looked at Cordelia.
And I thought.
If it is indeed as you analyzed.
If this is really what Haragen has prepared.
Where will he hold the grand ceremony?
Where to summon ‘this’.
“Eastern Army.”
I said it without realizing it.
There was only one thing I could think of.
And this time, Uder was not wrong.
Same time.
The Snowflower Plains, located further south from where Uther and Cordelia are located.
Haragen, who was about to clash with the Eastern Army, was late to receive the first explosion caused by Uder and Cordelia.
But he wasn’t too shaken.
Because the preparations are already complete.
“Get started.”
Haragen gave the order, and the order was spread throughout the Western Army.
The battle began with the roar of the Seven Horns, who led the Angry Horn Tribe.
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