I Became a Foreigner Loved by Transcendentalists - I Became a Foreigner Loved by Transcendentalists chapter 111

Episode 111. Blight, the White Knight of the Plague

Lim Taeyang, a big game hunter.

Among the existing warriors, he has mainly subjugated major (boss) enemies, but ironically, when he first entered this world, he was treated as a low-ranking warrior.

Although it deals with the unprecedented ability of regression, the future that can be changed is limited to what happens right in front of us.

Moreover, death, which is a condition of ability, is something that the human spirit cannot dare to handle.

If you cross the border of death again and again, even if you have immortality, you will inevitably fall into this temptation.

‘If you face death with all your fingers extended, you can be free from all pain and fear.’

The first thing we were concerned about was because the very reason they brought heroes to this world was to prevent the despair of humanity’s destruction.

Everyone’s consensus was that they would not be able to last long if the cost of that ability was enduring despair.

-Quang!

But look at now.

The person who had been left out of everyone’s attention is at this moment overwhelming the enormous danger facing humanity.

-Hoo, boom!!!

No matter how fast and powerful all the attacks aimed at him were, they never hit his body.

A breathtaking attack and defense where you avoid the oncoming attack, take advantage of the gap, and aim at the opponent’s body.

At first glance, it seemed like that was the only fight, but he had already suffered dozens of deaths in order to fight that battle.

To withstand the pain of your body being cut alive, your heart stopping, and the bloody sensation of your consciousness being cut off with your bare mind is something that no torture can compare to.

-Cow!!!

Despite this, it does not give in and repeatedly charges at it, swinging a blunt weapon.

There are no screams or screams of pain during the process.

He silently rushes at the enemy, dies, avoids the attack, and then counterattacks. In the true sense, he can be seen as transcending humanity.

“K, ahhh!!!”

Annabel, who lost her senses due to such a one-sided attack, gathered all the power into her sword and prepared to sweep the surroundings.

In the end, the enemy can do nothing but swing his club at the opponent right in front of him. If you hit it with enough firepower to not be able to respond, it will be enough.

Based on that judgment, Lim Taeyang, who sensed the magic power gathering in the sword, silently grabbed the club with all his might in both hands and prepared to respond to the attack.

And Kwaang!

Despite the club that was swung for a counterattack, the attack made by the enemy knight tore the entire area apart, blowing away all the barriers surrounding it.

Of course, his body within the range was also swept away by the torrent of power and disappeared without a trace.

-Kyaang!

And starting from his death, time goes back again.

10 Seconds of time taken by both hands holding the club.

What Lim Taeyang did, returning to her enemy who had just gathered her magical power, was to throw the club she held with both hands at her.

That is the best conclusion from 13 regressions.

-Tooong!

Her posture was disturbed by that unexpected blow, and as soon as there was a momentary gap, Lim Taeyang’s low kick, which narrowed the distance between her, caused her body to fall over in her seat.

The moment when the disaster, known as none other than the incarnation of war, kneels in front of humans.

-Jiying!

And Lim Taeyang never missed that opportunity.

The light created by the body to drive a wedge into victory at this moment is not caused by mana, but by divine power.

The power to liberate from all illnesses and mental pain even affects the lingering desires that are the basis of the undead.

In other words, it is the most lethal force for the undead that forcibly induces Buddhahood even if the target does not want it.

-BOOM!!!

When the power containing such divine power hit the head with full force, Annabelle’s body, which had been sitting down, finally collapsed and fell headlong to the ground.

An absurd thing happened: the incarnation of war, a product of humanity’s madness, knelt before humans for the first time since being revived from the dead.

-Cow! Bang!

But Taeyang Lim does not stop.

The opponent is stronger than any enemy he has faced.

There is no way it will end like this, so we must keep pushing forward at this moment when we have the opportunity.

-Boom, boom!!

I felt that Annabelle’s spirit, constantly being subjected to this relentless onslaught, was slowly being broken as it was exposed to her divine power that was trying to distort her.

The moment I feel forcibly liberated from the lingering regrets that are the basis of my strength…….

No, that time has not yet arrived.

Even among her undead, she was the one who was deformed and not obsessed with her own regrets.

‘… ‘Annabel, do you remember her name?’

So, if you need to resolve your regrets, you must first realize what your regrets are.

The underlying memory, a memory that had occurred sometime before this moment, slowly began to appear in her mind.

‘This is a request not as a monarch, but as a mother who gave birth to you.’

Gwen Huvar.

The leader of Britannia, a once prosperous kingdom, and the most noble priest who led a religious order.

‘Annabelle. “After this fight is over, would you please be able to form a relationship with me as mother and daughter again?”

The moment that promise came into her mind, she felt the regret she had been ignoring all along taking control of her.

Her decision, which she thought would simply become a tool for the one who revived her, began to connect with memories of her past, amplifying her power twofold.

“Ah, ah…. Mother… ….”

-Jejeojeok, Jejeojeok.

As the earth split with a groan that followed at the end, Lim Taeyang took a step back and quietly stared at her opponent.

A torrent of magical power that has reached a level that defies comparison with before.

Her posture was precarious, as if she was being crushed by her strength, but in the end, it only lasted for a moment.

“Everything… For my mother.”

“I will accomplish His calling, the destruction of mankind, with my own hands.”

The moment when the tremors of the body subsided and the posture was established.

The voice of disaster, which had regained its former strength along with fragments of memory, began to quietly resonate in front of the hero.

And……

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“Corps Commander! “You must evacuate!”

With the three warriors facing off against the enemy knights on the eastern wall, the depth of the garrison area was turning over at a very fast rate.

The reason is that another 4 knights who were on the same level as the enemy knights invaded.

However, contrary to expectations that it would be an equal fight, including the defense walls, the inside of the garrison ended up being unilaterally swept away by enemy interference.

“You can’t do that! “If I step down from this position, who will take charge of this place?”

“I understand how you feel, but you need to step down now! Force has no effect on the enemy occupying this place! If you do it for no reason, the damage will only increase!”

I know it in my head.

But despite his subordinate’s appeal, Commander Marcus could not easily make the decision to leave the position.

If we fail to stop the enemies here, it will only be a matter of time before everyone here is wiped out.

‘Where did it all go wrong?’

If you only look at the results, it is no one’s fault.

Marcus made the best judgment that humanity could make, and the soldiers under him also followed him well.

If a red knight catches the attention of the east, the enemies will invade this place from the north, escorting the dragon bones.

So, I thought that I could lead the war to victory by concentrating the troops as much as possible around the northern wall to block the diversionary operation and using the opportunity to deploy warriors to deal with the enemy leader.

‘Can’t believe that they dug tunnels all over the garrison area and laid ambushes there… Was this a target from the very beginning when they handed this place over for us to occupy!?’

Yes, in the first place, they had no intention of excavating the dragon’s remains with their own hands.

The reason they sent the undead here in advance and showed signs of digging tunnels was simply to prepare a place to hide for the current surprise attack.

They thought that if they just dug a deep tunnel in an area other than the excavation site and hid and waited, humans who could smell it would take over the area and unearth the dragon’s bones on their own.

‘What you need to do is wait for the task to be completed and deploy troops at the appropriate time… It’s a strategy that anyone but the undead can’t imagine.’

During the one month or so he spent on this earth, he buried himself in the ground without going through any physiological process and just waited for a signal.

Isn’t this an operation that no living human would dare imagine?

“Cock, heo-eok!”

Moreover, the other four knights who invaded here may not be as strong as the red knights, but on the contrary, they are nightmarish beings who specialize in carrying out ‘mass destruction’.

Due to the secretive nature of the raid, only a small number of troops were deployed, but the serious damage caused could be seen just by looking down at the guard post.

“Hey, are you okay…” ….”

“Oh, don’t come. I already… …. Wow!”

A nearby soldier falls to his knees and coughs.

The blood pouring out from him seems to have been relieved from a high fever, and is even pouring out and boiling.

After being infected with a disease, the blood flowing through the body rapidly turns into an acidic substance.

As a result, the melted body will become tangled arbitrarily and turn into a ‘chimera’, losing its original form.

“Everyone, get away from the corpse!! “If you get too close, you’ll get infected!”

“Guu, eook!”

With a painful groan, it crackles and crackles. A body that starts to distort and make strange noises.

The body that went through this process eventually faced death, but beyond being revived as a dead person, it even forgot its original form.

The white-discolored skin is in the form of a hood covering the entire body, and the skin on the face is torn and the protruding bones are like a mask covering the bird-like face.

“The white knight of the plague….”

Marcus immediately realized that his subordinate had been reborn as one of the four knights.

Plague White Knight – Blight.

As his name suggests, he spreads disease and specializes in annihilating unprepared troops and crowds with just a little bit of force.

‘Why, you…!’

Marcus confronted him, gritted his teeth and urgently shouted at his subordinates.

“Clergy!! It might not be too late now! “Get a priest!”

“One of the tunnels we were ambushing happened to be in the prayer room! “Clerics are the first to suffer massive damage, so it’s not easy to deal with it!”

A vicious scheme targeting priests first in order to take away time to respond before the condition worsens.

Even if the clergy somehow overcome and return to wartime, it would be difficult for those who have already suffered damage to hope for a solution to all the epidemics that are spreading in this country.

“Ooh, ooh…” ….”

In the end, the only thing that is possible right now is to keep our distance from the soldiers who are sick and dying.

A feeling of helplessness and despair he had never felt before began to bloom on Marcus’s face as he watched the miserable Marlowe who was unable to respond to the surprise attack.

Those who have turned into strange faces like Blight.

“Woohyo…… ?”

Even more than that, it makes a strange crying sound.

Because the reality of having no choice but to just watch seemed miserable.

“Woo, Woohyo. Woohyooooo…..”

“Woohyooooo~!”

However, even if we regret not being prepared for this situation, it is impossible to bring back already infected soldiers.

In the end, Marcus caught the sight of the infected wandering around the danger zone where the survivors had escaped, facing each other and tilting their heads.

“Woohyooooo?”

“Woohyooooo~~”

“Woohyooooo~! Woohyooooo~!!!!”

A series of cries filled with joy and madness echoing throughout the garrison area.

The countless flocks of crows that came to the battlefield to eat the corpses would not be this terrible.

Soldiers who want to go into battle for the sake of honor and a sense of duty to protect humanity are turned into comical monsters with no trace of seriousness.

“This damn white knight…. What on earth were you thinking when you joked around like this? … !”

“Puhahahaha! “You’re joking, you’re talking too much!”

The voice you hear the moment your body trembles from the humiliation rising from it.

In front of Marcus, who cowered in surprise, an infected person wearing a white hood and mask soon began to approach.

No, the state of consciousness is too clear to be an ordinary infected person.

“Blight! This bastard is somewhere…… !!”

-Wow!

The head of the adjutant who noticed its presence and tried to rush in was cut off, which happened in the blink of an eye.

Blight, who had trimmed the claws that decapitated his head, began to close the distance between him and Marcus, giggling.

“Isn’t it too harsh to have no humor in this dark and hopeless world? “Whenever we go, let’s have fun, my little brother~ Fuhahahahaha!!”

-Paddeuk.

Marcus gritted his teeth and pulled out the sword from his waist.

The two eyes watching him were burning with extreme hatred.

“… “You are not my brother.”

“Oh, why are you doing this so pitifully? No matter how much it looks different than before…….”

-Wow!!

Blight Cradle, whose head is cut off by the sword being swung just like that.

“Do not taint my brother’s death any more! “You damn reverse ghost!”

The roar that burst out at him.

I could no longer find any respect for my brother, who was an excellent scholar.