Tale of the Fake Hero - Chapter 271



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Season 3: Episode 79

“In September 1675 AD, the end of the ‘Black Summer’ finally began.”

Of the six great demon tribes that had gathered in the south and were waiting for the right time, five tribes, excluding the Nagas, all appeared.

The Uruk land force, led by the High Kun Tark 2nd Kiral’s Wolf Cavalry and the 3rd Nuwigin’s Dragon Iron Squadron, advances north.

The trolls belonging to the Ten Stone Heads are also fiercely advancing north under the orders of each Oukan, and the participation of the main force of the Five Great Star Clans is also detected.

“The one leading that army was none other than the Demon, the strongest of the six great demon races, but humanity had no real defense line. They were easily defeated by the old kings’ tricks.”

Thanks to , mankind’s defense line has always been organized in a vertical formation. This means that there is no defense line that belongs to a horizontal formation.

“In addition, the maritime powers that occupied divided the human forces and command system, and disrupted the supply lines.”

Although it was not intentional, even the Setsunen Brain, which could be said to be the core of human communication system, was neutralized.

“The troops preparing to return home were deployed back to the frontline fortresses, but they were defeated again and again by the fierceness of the demons and began to retreat.”

In September 1675 AD, when everything on the continent of Adrion was falling apart, there were only two things that could be called hope for humanity.

One is the red city of , which boasts a natural defense supported by the Shurigana Mountains.

The other is the garrison unit, a direct unit under the command of Cheongseong Mirngardia.

“And as you all know, at that time Camilla Alter Aradmantel was a member of the Red Lotus Legion and was included in the garrison. The history of September 1675 AD, the hottest and most brutal of the ‘Black Summer’, begins here.”

The road to defeat, hope is the back side of despair (1)

After completing the six-day journey, Cheongseong, who was leading the reconstruction of and the 3rd Army and 6th Division, trembled for a moment.

It is pain.

Samyeongryong was tying each other up with a spell along with Yong-Hyeon’s will that said, “You will be each other’s support for the rest of your lives, so this is called family.”

That’s… … .

It’s about to break off… … .

Cheongseong and Nen had created large trees and a lake in the city center in order to rebuild and revive the deteriorating .

Cheongseong leaned against the large tree.

I sat cross-legged on the lake surface and entered a state of meditation, deep and calm.

Cheongseong is the successor of Suryong Yeri Serika.

The power of the ancient water dragon that caressed and watched over all of nature in this world is maximized in unity with nature, especially if there are trees and lakes.

The field of vision that is bound to the flesh is closed.

Instead, another perspective opens up.

It was the sight of my clone sitting cross-legged in the same position on the lake of the World Tree, across that distant sea. I controlled my clone, placed my hand on the World Tree, and connected to the ‘Pure White Dream’.

This was a truly dangerous act.

‘The Dream of Pure White’ is a glimpse into the perception of the universe beyond the eternity of creation, so even a single mistake can contaminate one’s consciousness in the universe.

But I had to do it.

Wasn’t it a double that was prepared for an emergency situation like this, a situation where the life or death of the family was at risk?

‘Nen, where is Nen… …?’

Cheongseong’s question, which had been looking down at the world of creation through a pure white dream, soon changed to this.

‘What the heck happened…?’

The location where the brain scent was originally located, at those coordinates, was no longer there. It could not be found anywhere.

Because I couldn’t see it.

The entire clock was covered in volcanic ash. Instead, the entire world line shown in the dream was clearly heard shaking with urgent screams and cracking sounds.

[Unidentified enemies have appeared in the south!]

[Enemies are everywhere!]

[This is a huge volcanic ash storm, so support to that coordinate is impossible!]

[The end, the enemy is endless! Where on earth did they come from and how did they come from?]

Big and scary things were coming. They were trampling on the small and delicate things, killing them, killing them again… … .

Cheongseong opened his eyes blankly.

Could it be that the dark future I saw in my pure white dream was not obscured by something, but was pointing to this future?

‘Should I have anticipated the collapse of ? It was my fault for neglecting my intellect’s insight, relying on my foresight of the future. And it was my fault again… … .’

When I opened my eyes, red flares were forming long, urgent paths across the sky from all directions.

In the battlefield signaling system established by Cheongseong, a red flare indicates the appearance of an unidentified enemy.

Even without that signal, the changing seasons were so sinister that the danger was more than apparent.

There is a rainy season on the sea side.

Inland, volcanic ash.

The remnants of the demon race that served the old ruler of the sea began to run wild, and cannons began to ring out from the direction of the steel fleet.

A demon, a fragment of the Lizard Lord’s power, emerges, swirling volcanic ash.

The Uruk wolves that serve the Lizard Lord sniff human flesh and howl.

‘This is not the time to be blaming yourself.’

Against the waves of destruction that surge through the space of absolute darkness, we must once again give the living a place to die.

again…….

Die… … .

Must give orders… … .

To these poor, weak, little ones, to die… … here… … there… … there… … to die… … .

“Uncle, Uncle Mir! You are here. Now, now, from all sides, the enemy, what is happening… … Uncle?”

At that moment, when everything, every place in the world, was filled with the screams of nightmare, Cheongseong had to close his eyes again.

I saw… … .

An abyssal illusion leading to the absolute abandoned throne, a space beyond the realm of light and darkness, where the light of creation cannot reach.

I saw it again… … .

The prophet was called there.

The sight of old Eldia there, facing the true darkness of all these nightmares.

‘You have to see it.’

All you can see through the clone is fragmentary visual information like this, so you have to look at it directly. The only chance to decide the direction of the counterattack is at this very moment.

“Tell them that the command of humanity on the ground is entrusted to Marshal Krauzan.”

“What about your uncle… … ?”

“I have work to do. The strategic objective is to hold the coast until we can board the Steel Fleet’s landing ships, get out of here, and land on .”

“What about ?”

“ gives up. has been extinguished. Do you understand? There is no time to be confused. Tell Krauzan and Halbaron all of this. Hurry up. The situation is urgent.”

Lamine swallowed her saliva, which dried up and evaporated in an instant in the explosive, murderous fever.

Aradmantel began to cry.

Ddd …

“Delfred, reinforce the southern wall with ice. It’ll buy us a little time.”

“At this temperature, it will melt in a few minutes, but I understand. Yohan, follow me.”

“Melene, pass on the message to Admiral Halvaron, and Mr. Griffveron, find His Excellency Krauzan as quickly as possible.”

“huh…….”

“Okay.”

“I’ll go find Senior Tars and Let. Kami, you find Asher. Okay? Be careful and hurry.”

Camilla nodded her head in the extremely high fever where even breathing in and out was painful, sweat running down her entire body.

Cold sweat… … ?

No, just sweat… … ?

Or both… … ?

Are you shivering? Like this? Am I not the same old kid who was in the early days of the ‘black summer’?

‘no…….’

Having grown from a fourteen-year-old girl to a warrior approaching nineteen, I think I could clearly understand that fear.

What’s happening now is… … .

It is a fragment of a great and terrifying catastrophe, and perhaps, at this very moment… … the ‘real summer’ may have begun.

“Yes, Master! You too, Master, be careful.”

* * *

Lucasel sat down before the throne of the abyss.

My breathing was ragged and urgent.

The abysses that made up the bones, flesh, and various muscle fibers were glowing and giggling.

‘shit…….’

This body was received through a contract.

A contract with Yotos, the master of the abyss.

‘Oh my god… … .’

Although he swallowed the divinity of the Mother of Creation, Geldharia, Yotos was unable to fully control the power of creation.

Creation of the flesh is possible, but creation of the spirit is impossible. The result is the abyss.

Just as light and darkness cannot coexist, creation and the abyss cannot coexist.

‘At a critical juncture, and again… … .’

The creation poem that formed the core of the soul and the abyss that formed the body collided, causing the body to shake as if it were about to break into particles of light.

“You’ve overused your power again, Lucasel. If you keep doing that, your body won’t be able to sustain itself.”

“shut up…….”

“Why don’t you just exchange it for something I’m giving you, including the nukes? There won’t be any limits to your activities, and you’ll have even more power than you have now─”

Shuriririk… …Yoniulan roared harshly and charged towards the Absolute of the Abyss.

The power of that origin was momentarily blocked by an invisible wall, no, an invisible sword, and was mercilessly bounced away.

Yotos Yole Yotiatos’s weapon, the formless sword… … The Star of Corruption, Charholin.

“─I think I can give it to you.”

Yotos smiled leisurely.

His politeness was never born of a gentleness that was inherently humble. It was born of an arrogance that could not be measured by anything.

To him, everything except the absolute throne of the outer universe was a beast. Therefore, no matter who he spoke of, his words were filled with deception and contempt.

“Humanity, in exchange for my memories?”

“Every power has a price. Equivalent exchange. Isn’t that the law of the universe?”

“As I said when we first signed the contract, once everything is sorted out, I’ll kill you first. Shut up and get out. Except when the contract ends, the only time I’ll ever see you is to kill you.”

If the world becomes one where we can protect ourselves… … .

All mankind… … .

If only the worthy strong who have the power to protect themselves remain, I will combine all my strength and definitely kill this bastard… … .

“Oh, that’s too bad. I would also fulfill that contract if you could just bring me the core of Anridal quickly.”

The Lord of Time, Anridal… …If only I could obtain the power of the one who was granted the power to control space and time.

then…….

If that happens… … .

Again, with everyone… … .

What flashed through the old warrior’s mind was a memory more precious than anything else. The memory of that day when the five Eldias gathered together and talked.

‘Alcaeus, Kaduel, Surviel, Enuel, just wait a little longer, just wait a little longer.’

* * *

At that moment, the blue star Mirngadia, who had been lifting the curtain of the universe and peeking into the universe’s enlightenment through a pure white dream, opened her eyes.

‘The core of the Time Lord sealed by Hongyeon Akira, that is the goal of the old warrior. If so, we must find a way to use it as the key to victory.’