Paladin of the Dead God - Chapter 422
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Episode 422. The Immortal Emperor (4)
The sound of trumpets. The sound of drums. War songs. The clatter of hooves. The vulgar antics of knights, laughing and roaring.
The Elril Knights charged forward into the Olkan Discipline forces, creating a roar that was almost frenzied.
Neither evil spirits nor the unclean energy of the underworld could approach them. All the noise and praise they made was nothing less than a miracle that drove away all that was unclean and wicked.
“Elijah looks down on this battlefield!”
“Ellie! Ellie! Ellie!”
At Ethelred’s proclamation, the knights charged, repeatedly shouting Ellil.
Kwadudududu. The orc soldiers tried to regroup to face this new enemy that had suddenly appeared, but the Elril knights were incredibly fast. In an instant, spears and hooves trampled them down.
“Ellie! Ellie! Ellie!”
At that moment, an experienced orc sergeant lifted the entire massive cannon with incredible heroic strength. He aimed it at the vanguard of the Elril army, Ethelred, and shouted.
“Light the cannon!!”
The cannon might break or his skin might burn, but Cheonhojang didn’t care.
Ethelred didn’t miss the sight and instead charged in quickly. The soldiers quickly cut the wick and immediately lit it. As soon as the cannon was lit, it simultaneously emitted a loud noise and flames.
Boom! The cannon was aimed at random, but the cannon, protected by the orc ancestor god, flew towards Aethelred in an instant. However, Aethelred did not take his eyes off the flying cannonball. His sword moved strangely, and then Kaldbooh quickly wrapped around the cannonball and cut it down.
Isaac’s Sword: It was the hand of the drowned man.
Kwadduk, kuwakwang!
The cannon-firing corpsman’s mouth dropped open in disbelief at the sight.
It was possible that the cannonball had split in two. However, Aethelred had wrapped his sword around the cannonball and thrown it back towards the Khan’s army.
It was as if an invisible hand had grabbed the shot and thrown it in the wrong direction.
At that sight, the orcs lost their will to fight, and the morale of the Ellir army rose accordingly.
The idea that a king should not rush into the front lines is nonsense in the kingdom of Elril. The king is the greatest knight, and he must prove his bravery by rushing into battle whenever necessary.
“Ellie! Ellie! Ellie!”
Now the Orcs were neurotic about the word Elril. But the Elril Knights were determined to make sure that their name would remain a symbol of fear.
Although Elril’s army was small compared to Khan’s army, it was enough to shake them up. Especially since all of their forces were facing the Holy Land, Lua, and the main force of the Dawn Army.
The horde of evil spirits summoned by the Immortal Emperor was an unpleasant and uncomfortable presence to the Khan’s army, so they could not take their attention off the front lines.
General Teherma, the shaman who was in charge of the command while Atlan was away, gave urgent instructions.
“They’re a handful! Keshik, regroup and block them!”
However, when attacked from the rear, soldiers lose their composure. They may think they are surrounded, but the enemy may appear to be more numerous than they actually are.
Especially if those enemies are fast-moving knights.
The knights marched tirelessly through the battlefield, chanting Elril’s name. Instead, Ethelred struggled to control them.
“Don’t dig too deep! Scrape away at the enemies from the outside! If you get isolated, you die!”
“Ellie! Ellie! Ellie!”
Fortunately, the knights knew how to prioritize the king’s orders over the excitement of the battlefield, so they were barely able to control it. Aethelred was appalled by the chaos of this mad band of knights, but he couldn’t help but feel his heart pounding.
It was somewhat understandable that knights would laugh, chat, and joke on the battlefield.
“Let’s go! We’re going to save those pathetic Light Code guys!”
Unlike when fighting a civil war against one’s own people, the battlefield was completely different when fought with lofty ideals and justice.
Ethelred thought that perhaps he actually liked knights.
‘Teacher, I will follow you… … .’
Ethelred thought of Isaac, the most knightly of knights.
Kwakwakwang! At that moment, a sudden loud noise shook the charging Ellil army. A dizzying shock struck Ethelred.
Ethelred was flung into the air and rolled roughly on the ground.
‘Is that a cannon?’
Ethelred thought in his dazed mind. It was very possible, but he felt no signs or murderous intent. Something faster than such sensations came over Ethelred.
I barely raised my head and saw Rihanna running towards me in a hurry.
“Your Majesty, Your Majesty! Are you well?”
“It’s okay, sis.”
Fortunately, there didn’t seem to be any broken or injured parts. Even if there were, they could be restored with Kaldbuh’s power.
“Rather gather your troops. The enemy will soon surround you.”
Khan’s army was already moving. The Elil army seemed to be quite shocked by this sudden attack that had hit them at a fast pace and was not able to recover quickly. Ethelred felt her whole body screaming, but she easily stood up to show the knights that she was fine.
“Don’t stop, knights of Elril!”
When Ethelred shouted, the knights of Elril seemed to come to their senses and moved.
Ethelred tried to mount her horse again, but realized too late that the horse she was riding was completely torn apart. It was the horse that had accompanied her from the Kingdom of Elril to the Isacrea Domain, through the Nightmare Straits, and now.
The enemy was clearly targeting the horse, not himself.
‘Why?’
Because I thought that if I attacked the horse, the other person would become more angry and feel insulted.
Only then did Ethelred realize who had attacked her.
His gaze turned to a distant place. Atlan, who had been fighting the Sword of May just a moment ago, was looking at him with an angry expression. He had fired an arrow at them from a distance of at least several hundred meters.
It seemed that Atlan himself had stepped in when General Shaman Teherma failed to respond properly. The sword of May that was fighting him was not visible, perhaps because it had failed to win the fight.
“Your Majesty, please take my horse for now.”
“no.”
When Lyanna tried to dismount, Aethelred tried to stop her. Instead, he quickly climbed on behind Lyanna.
Lyanna looked back with a surprised face, but Aethelred only glared at Atlan and spoke.
“Take me to him. The Khan’s army will lose its master today.”
***
As the door opened, a lukewarm wind rushed in, almost unpleasantly. The first thing that came into view was a dark alley. A dirty alley with narrow, densely packed houses standing in a disorderly manner. However, Isaac knew where he was as soon as he smelled the air that had been hundreds of years old.
Rottenhammer, who followed him in, also groaned and muttered as soon as he entered.
“This is the holy land of Luaro… … .”
It was a city where ordinary, old buildings were built in a disorderly and haphazard manner, but the countless scars engraved by the long years and history were exerting a silent pressure on them. In particular, the knights and priests who could sense divinity were overwhelmed by the sacred aura emanating from this holy place, Lua.
How many people were born and raised in this old city, and how many gods and angels call it their home?
But now, in this desolate city, the only living and breathing people are Isaac and his companions, and all that wanders are ghosts, corpses, and dust.
The most eerie thing of all was the white sand on the floor.
“What is this sand? It doesn’t look like ordinary sand.”
Rottenhammer asked, looking at the white sand piled up on the floor of the Holy Land Lua. Isaac answered absentmindedly, trying not to even look at it.
“These are the remains of the White Plague.”
“White Plague? Ah… … .”
Rottenhammer thought back to a disaster that had occurred 300 years ago. It was an event so old that only the most obsessive inquisitors would recall it, but it was the worst event in history that anyone would know if mentioned.
The White Plague that wiped out one third of humanity began right here, in the Holy Land of Lua.
And most of the residents of the Holy Land, Lua, collapsed and turned into white sand, completely turning it into a city of death.
Soon, the other members also came out of the door. The moment Angela stepped into the Holy Land Lua, holding Gebel’s hand, Isaac heard a familiar message.
[Nameless chaos watches you.]
[Completed the mission ‘Take Angela to the Holy Land Lua’.]
[The reward of chaos has been given.]
[One of the following three awards]
‘huh?’
The moment I brought Angela to the Holy Land of Lua, I knew that the mission would be completed. However, the mission completion reward message suddenly and unnaturally stopped. After a brief awkward silence, the message window delivered the message again as if it had been rewritten and rewritten.
[The reward of chaos has been given.]
[The ability ‘Agent of Chaos’ is strengthened.]
‘Agent of Chaos? Now you come?’
Isaac was embarrassed.
The Agent of Chaos skill was the first ability Isaac had and demonstrated.
It is the ability to ‘summon evil tentacles that pop out and eat everything around them when they are in danger of death.’
Since it only appears when Isaac is in danger of death, I rarely used it for fear of the danger it might pose, but it was subtle that this ability was now being strengthened.
Even more so, since once the Agent of Chaos pops out, it is virtually as good as revealing your identity to those around you. However, Isaac was concerned that the Nameless Chaos had strengthened this skill while correcting the reward it had originally intended to give.
‘Do you think you’ll end up using it?’
Isaac is on his way to face the most powerful enemy he has ever met.
Isaac, despite his growing strength, still had no idea how he could possibly deal with Elril or the Lighthouse Keeper. Considering that the Immortal Emperor was also a god, all possibilities were slim.
‘Then how was this skill strengthened?’
Isaac confirmed his ability as an agent of chaos. And he felt even more absurd.
[Agent of Chaos]
[Now you are worthy of holding the key to open and close the gates of the world. Go and take it.]
It was a much shorter and simpler explanation than before, but it was still incomprehensible.
Previously, it was written that hurting Isaac would open a bigger door. The meaning was that ‘if Isaac is hurt badly, tentacles will come out and eat everything.’
‘Then this explanation… sounds like I can summon tentacles at will.’
His understanding and the actual effect may have been slightly different, but Isaac, who had never thought of showing his tentacles in front of people, had mixed feelings.
***
“… … Let’s move quickly for now. I don’t want to wait until the Lunar Eclipse finds us first, or until the Burning Maiden completely burns the Holy Land of Lua.”
Isaac and the Knights of Isacre moved cautiously along the alley. The knights followed Isaac when he took the lead, but they had no idea where he was going.
Rottenhammer whispered to Isaac.
“But how do you plan on dealing with the Immortal Emperor? Isn’t the Immortal Emperor on top of the dome? It seemed like that when I saw him earlier.”
Isaac turned his head and looked at Angela, who was following him. The silent girl simply stared at Isaac with deep and mysterious eyes.
Isaac looked into those eyes and answered calmly.
“The Immortal Emperor will come to me.”
“The Immortal Emperor… …?”
“The Immortal Emperor said he would stop me. If he finds out I’m heading to the Hand of Midas, he’ll definitely come to stop me. I’ll stop the Immortal Emperor, so take Angela to the Hand of Midas.”
Isaac said this and whispered softly to Rottenhammer.
“And don’t let anyone get their hands on it. If you can destroy it, do it. If you can run away with it, run away.”