Paladin of the Dead God - Chapter 423



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Episode 423. The Immortal Emperor (5)

“The Hand of Midas? What is that? Is it something that important?”

Rottenhammer asked, puzzled.

Isaac remembered that the Hand of Midas was a closely guarded secret. It would certainly be troublesome if the existence of the wish-granting relic was carelessly revealed.

Especially if you don’t know how the relic works.

It’s not that I don’t trust Rottenhammer, but there are a lot of people here listening.

“It is a powerful relic held by the Immortal Order. It is highly likely that the Immortal Emperor is using it as a weapon.”

“Ah, um. Okay. I’ll be careful.”

Rottenhammer seemed to realize that it was a sensitive issue to go into detail about, and didn’t ask any further questions. Especially if it was about why Isaac had brought a child to this dangerous battlefield.

“Angela, can you show me where the Hand of Midas is?”

Isaac felt a little sorry and asked Angela.

If the Hand of Midas were as dangerous a relic as Isaac thought, then even angels wouldn’t be able to make a wish easily, but there’s always the possibility. Isaac wanted to rule out the possibility that an angel, an immortal emperor, or someone unexpected would make an unpleasant wish.

And if it is a sacred object that everyone covets, it has value in itself. If necessary, it could be taken as a hostage.

Isaac thought Angela might do nothing, but she stared at Isaac for a moment, then stepped forward as if entranced. Isaac noticed that her pupils were greatly dilated.

From the moment she entered the Holy Land, Lua, Angela was in a state of trance.

As if something was calling her.

Isaac checked where her gaze was directed, wondering if it might be the Hand of Midas.

“temple?”

The Great Temple located east of the Holy Land, Lua.

Because it was such a huge building, it was clearly visible even inside the dark Holy Land Lua.

The Great Temple was a huge pyramid-shaped structure, just like the Fisherman’s House in Mirmia.

Isaac felt a terrible sense of foreboding.

That was also the place where the old man in yellow performed a ritual to bring about the White Plague.

“Isaac?”

When Isaac suddenly looked nervous, Rottenhammer cautiously called out to him. Isaac gestured that it was okay and stepped forward.

***

The narrow, dark alley continued for a long time. Even the knights seemed to feel tense and their breathing was ragged due to the warm, stagnant air and hostile environment.

This is the middle of enemy territory. And it is ruled by God.

One wrong step can lead to death.

“this.”

However, no matter how quietly they moved, it was impossible to avoid detection in the situation where the phantoms, eclipse soldiers, and fanatic undead were wandering around with their eyes lit up inside. Soon after, they heard a scream tearing through the sky.

[It’s alive, it’s raw, it’s breathing!]

It was an undead that had dozens of wings attached to its body.

At first glance, the appearance of the angels in the Code of Light may have been due to admiration for angels, but in any case, it was unpleasant to the eyes of those who saw it.

Even more so after hearing the contents of that tearing scream.

“Fuck. Prepare for battle.”

Rottenhammer heard running footsteps and immediately prepared to swing his hammer.

“Don’t get surrounded. Fight while moving as much as possible!”

Isaac stepped forward without hesitation at the forefront.

As soon as he left the alley, a large undead cultist appeared. The cultist, who seemed obsessed with height and had several vertebrae spliced ​​together, was cut at the waist as soon as Isaac encountered him.

“Gebel, take care of Angela!”

“Okay!”

Gebel immediately hugged Angela and ran. He had already confirmed that Angela was heading to the Great Hall. If that was the case, he could just ask her for directions once he got there.

The tumult within caused the undead to swarm in, but none of them were able to restrain Isaac even for a moment.

Isaac noticed that the density of the undead was lower than he had thought.

‘I guess it’s because I let the monsters loose.’

To the south of Holy Land Lua, there is a hole that Isaac made while driving monsters, different from the one made by the Burning Maiden. Perhaps a significant number of the Undead Cult troops are blocking the monsters there. Holy Land Lua is not a small city, but it is divided into the north and south, so the troop density is bound to be low.

Besides that, there was one more thing Isaac had arranged in the Holy Land, Lua.

‘Jihillet.’

Isaac, who had dug a hole the last time he came to the Holy Land, secretly let Jihillet in.

I thought I might fail because I was caught by the Immortal Emperor, but as expected of an entity that had evolved stealth to the extreme, I successfully hid inside.

This was possible because the threat level was extremely low compared to the enemies surrounding the Holy Land Lua. In normal times, it would have been difficult to even invade, let alone hide.

‘Yes, master.’

‘Inform us of the enemy’s location and situation.’

A sense of shared awareness began to emerge through the hundreds of rats that Jihillet had released throughout the Holy Land of Lua. It was dizzying, but a sense of perspective was created as if looking down from above.

Isaac could spot a group of undead approaching down the alley.

“The enemy will appear soon.”

Isaac muttered prophetically, and as soon as he turned the corner, he sliced ​​the undead cultist who had been waiting in ambush straight down. The paladins were amazed by Isaac’s absurd foresight, but in truth, they would not have been surprised if Isaac had the gift of prophecy.

In fact, he also had a prophecy-like ability called the Game Bing-ui-ja.

The worst situation was that they were isolated in the middle of enemies in the Holy Land of Lua, but thanks to Isaac’s guidance, the party continued to advance without hesitation. However, Isaac had no choice but to slow down his advance after a while.

‘They’re building a siege net.’

The undead were not just being attacked unilaterally. They were chasing them and pretending to attack them, while luring them in a certain direction. It was clear that they knew where Isaac and his party were headed.

Isaac realized that the location was a critical one that he could not avoid, so he adjusted his strategy.

“Rottenhammer, I’ll head north from here. Take Angela and go to the Great Temple first.”

“What? You’re going alone?”

“The only person the Immortal Emperor is keeping in check is me.”

Isaac said, recalling that the Immortal Emperor had offered Leonora the Hand of Midas.

Considering that he was willing to pass the Hand of Midas to someone else to prevent it from reaching Isaac, it would be more logical to deal with the Immortal Emperor first.

“I was planning to disperse before I got there anyway. You go ahead. I will kill the Immortal Emperor soon and follow you.”

Rottenhammer was speechless at the absurdity of the story.

Have you ever heard such a thing, even as a joke? No fanatic would dare say such a thing.

But Rottenhammer soon burst into laughter. As absurd as it may seem, it occurred to him that Isaac might even be able to kill Death.

“Okay, let’s hurry!”

Rottenhammer admitted that even if they came together, it would only be a hindrance. Interfering with the fight between a god and an angel would only be a hindrance.

If anything, it would have been better to split up so that Isaac could escape.

***

‘Okay, then… … .’

Isaac started to move in a different direction from the Isacrea Knights. It was a place where he would inevitably encounter the ambush of the Eclipse Army, but it was a location that would attract attention.

[It’s the Holy Grail Knight!]

Isaac appeared in front of the square where the Lunar Eclipse Army was densely packed. Originally, the undead that had been waiting in ambush should have jumped out from the ground, buildings, and alleys to attack Isaac as soon as he appeared, but seeing him calmly appear alone made them nervous and raised their shields tightly.

It was a comical sight to see thousands of undead soldiers and hundreds of death knights tense up and sharpening their swords at the presence of just one person. But no one thought it was funny.

The opponent is the Holy Grail Knight who has defeated and destroyed the angels several times.

[Grail Knight, surrender! Your courage is admirable, but this is the Holy Land, Lua!]

One of the Death Knights shouted stiffly.

Is it because you are afraid that you are proposing something even though you know that you will not surrender? Or is it because you are just saying it for the sake of procedure?

Isaac, who had no idea what was going on, silently lifted Kachulain and aimed at the Death Knight. The next moment, something flew out of the darkness and hit the Death Knight’s head directly, blowing it away.

[Surprise! Enemies are hiding and attacking! Everyone attack!]

The moment the tension was broken by Isaac’s attack, the undead army rushed in all at once. Isaac cut up the Death Knights that had emerged from inside the building, and paid attention to the movements of the Isacrea Knights.

While Isaac was drawing attention and causing chaos in the area, the Knights of Isacrea took Angela and headed to the Great Temple.

There were also undead encountered, but it seemed like they were prioritizing Isaac, so not many troops gathered.

‘This is about right.’

Contrary to Rottenhammer’s fears, Isaac was not alone. He had Hesabel and the Chaos Forces at his disposal. He was the first to send a signal flare by shooting the Death Knight’s head off, and Hesabel sent his will.

‘Should I lure you to the other side?’

‘No. You’ll notice. Just shoot down as many as you can here.’

Slurp.

As the undead army surged up to his nose, Isaac also applied his will to the ‘colors from beyond’ that he had released on the ground in advance. The forces of chaos that had melted and flowed inside Isaac’s body and responded to his ‘call’ began to slowly take shape within the colors.

Woof woof woof!

Ulgare, who jumped out first, charged at the Death Knights. The Death Knights, who received Ulgare’s overwhelming mass from the front, fell down like bowling pins.

Ulgar’s head, which was half broken and then restored, had dozens of horns mixed in, and perhaps because it was mixed with fragments of the walls of the Holy Land Lua, it even felt like a faint sense of divinity. Ulgar went around with several Death Knights attached to its horns.

Boom! Then something blocked Ulgare’s charge from the front.

They were triplets of undead fanatics who appeared to have three bodies merged into one.

[That damn bug is showing off his strength! Twist his head… … .]

The brute strength that allowed him to block the frontal assault of the Ulgares would be considered heroic even within the Immortal Order. However, his brute strength did not last long.

Sasa sasa… … Countless maggots and cockroaches burst out from between the thick shells of the Ulgares and began to burrow into the bones of the undead fanatics in an instant.

The followers of the Undead Cult feel an instinctive fear of these insects, which are even fatal to the flesh of the undead. However, because of the unique coldness that the undead exude, they usually do not approach them or keep their distance, but these insects do not care about the coldness.

Because the insects were Hecatli’s summoned servants.

“Eat it up.”

As Hecatli rose from the ground and whispered, the undead zealot’s bones began to rot away quickly. The undead zealot screamed and struggled, but soon his bones broke with a light crunching sound, and he was soon crushed to pieces by the weight of Ulgare.

Hecatli unleashed countless swarms of insects, starting with the undead cultists, into the holy land of Lua. It was a sight that would have made the priests and paladins who coveted the place shiver, but it was a place filled with corpses that had residents who fit in.

Isaac thought that this was enough to attract attention.

I answered his call and came here to settle the score.

And then suddenly, a blizzard swept in. In an instant, the surroundings were dyed white, and the city quickly melted away, and even the undead soldiers were broken and scattered into dust. The old city became a snowfield. A distant and cold landscape unfolded.

In the absurd scenery, Isaac instinctively activated the ‘Watcher’s Lighthouse’ to protect himself and his followers from the oncoming miracle. Whether it was an illusion or something else, he needed a means of defense.

Soon a black shadow appeared across the white snowfield, staring at him.

Isaac could instinctively tell who his opponent was.

The Immortal Emperor has come to judge him personally.