Paladin of the Dead God - Chapter 427



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Episode 427. Under the Beautiful Leather (2)

Atlan heard the words of the Man-Gone One but did not understand.

‘Ellie is incarnated? A god? Like an immortal emperor, he left Urbansus and descended to this world?’

Is such a thing even possible?

If such a thing were possible, why didn’t the gods appear on the earth and walk around in the first place? If only half of the legends about Elril were true, this world would have been taken over by that god.

“How… … can that be?”

[Because I declared this place the final battlefield! Ellil has been wishing for a great war in which either the world will be destroyed or he will be destroyed. It would be madness to confront Ellil here now.]

Atlan still couldn’t understand it, but it seemed like there was a purpose or method known only to the gods and angels.

Mansengja gave the order again.

[Elir must have business with the Immortal Emperor! The gods should fight each other and step aside!]

Hooooooo… … Elril let out a deep breath amidst the countless scattered fallen leaves. His figure was not clearly visible, only his silhouette was visible, but Atlan felt a storm-like power from his breath alone.

‘That’s Elril? That Elril? The king who conquered the world?’

[Atlanta, hurry!]

“Can’t you please come down to me?”

[what?]

“If Elil has appeared, then Olkan can come too! Give me strength too. I will deal with Elil!”

[This crazy thing, you are not a warrior, you are a Khan commanding thousands of tribes! Come to your senses!]

“That’s because! If Elil is sincere, half of the Khan’s army here will die! Why does Elil intervene in human affairs, but Olkan doesn’t? That’s… … .”

[If the gods intervene like that, a great war will really break out… …!]

[“Get out.”]

At that moment, Elril’s stormy voice rang out.

It was a soft whisper, but with those words, Atlan felt the existence of the Man-Saeng-Ja that had been buzzing in his head be completely erased.

Eliel banished the living.

Jebuk. In the midst of the falling leaves, Ethelred, no, Elril who had borrowed his body, appeared.

Ethelred’s body itself had not changed at all. It was just a burning green light that made it difficult to even make eye contact.

Atlan looked at the hoof marks on Aethelred’s armor and remembered the opportunity he had missed earlier. He should have killed her then. But somehow he did not regret it.

Elil looked at Atlan.

Crunch. The sound of someone grabbing the Kaldbuh resonated like a taut anchor rope. Elril was holding the two-handed sword Kaldbuh in one hand like a fork.

Atlan felt that he had enough strength to hold a huge ship in his small hands. Atlan gripped the curved sword, trembling and laughing at the same time.

Die.

Atlan sensed his condition.

The moment Eliel drove out the living being, even the blessings and miracles that had been upon his body were completely removed.

I must fight that god with only the power of my flesh.

But Atlan did not back down.

At that sight, Ellil smirked. He tapped his own shoulder with Kaldbuh and turned around. His gaze was directed towards the Holy Land, Lua.

Soon, Elril disappeared into the fluttering leaves.

“Oh, Khan!”

The one who came running in a hurry was the shaman Teherma. It was he who had contacted Manseongja and was restraining the sword of May.

“The angel has withdrawn from the battlefield with the order to retreat! What is that? What is happening?”

There was no need for an order to retreat. The moment Elil appeared, the battlefield was already disintegrating. The Khan’s army was losing morale, and the Elil knights were shouting their names even louder and running wild.

What can they do when even the angels are running away without turning their backs?

‘Step back?’

Atlan knew that he had survived only because he was extremely lucky. Perhaps it was his ‘knightly’ appearance, or perhaps it was compensation for not taking Aethelred’s life.

With honor, since you gave me a favor, I will give you a favor in return.

Whatever it is, it’s because of Ellie’s whim. There won’t be a second time.

“Retreat.”

Atlan ordered without regret.

Unlike Aethelred, he had no faith or friendship towards the Immortal Emperor. He had plundered enough and proved his manliness, so he had nothing to regret. He could take the treasure and leave this chaos to the gods and angels.

***

“Ellie! This madman has finally… … .”

The Immortal Emperor, even after being hit in the face, did not even look at Isaac, but stared at the sky and shouted. Isaac did not know exactly what had happened. However, the fact that he had come to this holy place meant that someone was hoping something would change.

It doesn’t matter if it’s someone’s plan or a conspiracy.

The hands of those who wished for change led Isaac to the Holy Land. Isaac’s prediction that they would help him at a crucial moment turned out to be true.

‘I didn’t know it would be Ellie.’

It is unknown where or how Elril appeared. He did not help Isaac with any obvious miracles or powers. However, he was of the greatest help by influencing the rules of the world ruled by the Immortal Emperor.

Now, the rule has been established that ‘humans can fight against God.’

‘If a puzzle is made unsolvable, then the only way to solve it is to change the rules of the puzzle.’

Isaac rushed at the Immortal Emperor again, slashing at his face and wrapping his tentacles around his neck.

Dduk dduk. Physical force definitely worked.

It is unclear whether he was actually hit or not, but the bewilderment the immortal emperor felt while wrapped in tentacles must be even greater.

“How dare you bring such an abomination upon me!”

The Immortal Emperor slapped Isaac’s tentacles away with visible indignation for the first time. The tentacles that touched him quickly dried up and broke off.

His pathological hatred for the powers of chaos is a remnant of his past.

‘That’s the shortcoming of a personal god.’

Just as Ellil could not escape his incestuous nature even after death, the Immortal Emperor cannot escape the betrayal, anger, and hurt he felt when he became a god.

“Get out!”

At the command of the Immortal Emperor, a wave of white bones crashed down upon Isaac, almost as if it were going to sweep him away. It was not easy to withstand such a wave that was close to a natural disaster.

But instead of fighting back, Isaac drifted away, as if he was being swept away by a landslide, but he stretched out his limbs inside.

Kkuddudduk. A huge wave of white bones created a strange distortion.

The Immortal Emperor tried to crush Isaac as is, but noticed that the wave of white bones was not moving as he wanted.

‘I was wondering where and how I could use this, but it turns out it’s used like this.’

[Exoskeleton of the Dead (EX─)]

[If the soul had a shell, it would be called flesh and bones. People wrap their bodies in flesh to protect their fragile souls. This power exposes the hardest parts and protects the soul instead. However, it causes a lot of bleeding while using it.]

Isaac devoured the bones he could find.

Up until this point, the bones had not provided him with any nourishment, but it was only through this ability granted to him by the Grave Lord in death that he was able to find a use for them.

Pusssss… … The giant skeletal body moved its body.

Because they didn’t understand the purpose or function and just ate whatever they could get their hands on and used it to make an exoskeleton, it looked like iron filings were stuck to a giant magnet.

If I had to describe it, it would look like a giant head with thousands of tentacles hanging down.

The White Bone continued to prey on other bones without rest, with the sole purpose of protecting Isaac and moving. However, the damage it took from using this ability was not insignificant.

‘I don’t think I can keep this up for long.’

In a short time, Isaac felt a massive loss of blood. The skeletons drank his blood as greedily as they had for a long time. The dead god’s intestines were actively supplying blood, but there was a limit.

Just enduring won’t do. You have to defeat the Immortal Emperor.

But even though Elril had revised the rules, the gap in power between Isaac and the Immortal Emperor was significant.

So how do we defeat God?

Even though the genre has changed from argument to struggle, the fact that the fight with God is still a puzzle remains the same.

There must be a way to eat him up somehow.

‘Something that can eat bones. That’s… … .’

The fresh scent of the forest tickled Isaac’s nose.

A bit out of the blue, Isaac came up with the idea of ​​a tree burial.

The nameless chaos greedily glanced at the Immortal Emperor.

***

The main force of the Dawn Army, which was on the verge of collapse, did not hesitate to go under the command of Tukhalin, who did not even have a priest, let alone a knight of the Code of Light. Rather, they were thrilled to finally be under the protection of their god and willingly joined.

At that moment, everyone felt the atmosphere of the battlefield change.

The same was true for Tukhalin, who had been steadily gathering the Dawn Army on the outskirts and advancing while crushing the Khan’s army. The Elil Knights were on the verge of splitting the Khan’s army in half, so they were trampling on it without suffering any major damage.

Tukhalin suddenly sensed a powerful new spirit coming with a refreshing breeze.

It was a powerful power that made the hairs on top of one’s head stand on end. Everyone who could sense divinity could not help but tremble at the appearance of this new divinity.

‘Could it be that another god has appeared after the Immortal Emperor?’

It was clear that all the great angels would have felt the appearance of this level of power.

Tukhalin also felt that the Angel Thunder Artisan was watching this situation through his own body. He could not know how many angels had come down to the Holy Land Lua and were watching the changes in history.

It may be the largest gathering of angels in history.

At that moment, an urgent drumbeat was heard from within the Khan’s army. Tukhalin, who had fought countless orcs, realized what the drumbeat meant.

End of plunder. In other words, a complete retreat.

Tukhalin’s eyes burned.

“You guys! You can’t escape!”

Tukhalin rushed forward and immediately blew off the heads of the orcs who had turned their backs. However, the orcs did not care and ran away immediately. The orcs, who were good at the quick hit and run strategy, were also quick to run away. Since they would be reincarnated anyway even if they died, there were no ones who rushed to seek revenge.

Thanks to that, as always, the orcs quickly retreated like the tide. Tukhalin was furious at this absurd situation, but his purpose in coming here was not to subjugate the orcs.

‘Isaac. We need to support Isaac… … .’

But his gaze was not directed towards the Holy Land, Lua, but towards a group of knights running in the distance, raising clouds of dust.

It was clear that the one standing in front was Ethelred. However, it was impossible to believe that ‘it’ was Ethelred.

As Ethelred rode, he spotted Tukhalin and turned towards him. Tukhalin unconsciously grabbed his hammer, but Ethelred, who had come closer, opened his mouth without paying any attention.

[“Soldiers, prepare to advance.”]

It was a strange voice that made my eardrums and mind buzz at the same time.

Elril had reduced Tukhalin, who had been possessed by the angel of the gods, to a mere soldier. Tukhalin tried to reply that he, as a subcommander, was in no position to receive orders, but his mouth would not open.

Tactics? Combat power? Experience?

All of this becomes meaningless and shabby before Eliel. Even if he is not a god, not recognizing him as a superior is simply stubbornness.

“I am a believer in the world’s melting pot. I have no reason to follow your orders.”

This was the only answer he could give. His fellow craftsmen and lycanthrope warriors, who were already on the verge of bowing down to Elril, looked at Tukhalin with astonished expressions.

But Ellie smiled brightly.

[“You came here to fight, didn’t you? The battlefield has been prepared, so shouldn’t you fight?”]