The Legendary Moonlight Sculptor: Dad is a Legend - Chapter 55



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Moonlight Sculptor: Dad is a Legend (55)

The undead legions of skeletons, ghouls, and zombies block the Afnadel’s raiders from sweeping through the city and attacking the castle.

-Death.

– Return to rotten flesh and bones.

“Tick tick!”

“Squeak squeak squeak!”

The Rats attacked the skeletons and zombies in the central square.

Skeletons brandished bone swords, and zombies exploded in battle.

Experience points have increased.

Experience points have increased.

Experience points have increased.

… … .

Weed’s dark rule is taking effect.

A skill that is absolutely effective in large-scale battles such as sieges, even if it is useless for general hunting.

“Tick tick!”

As the lethals died, skeletons continued to rise.

Skeleton warriors swing their bone swords, while skeleton archers and mages provide support from the rear.

The skeleton units shot arrows and threw magic bullets at the group of Lessers.

The number of skeletons in control has exceeded 20,000.

Obtain the title of Lord of Bones.

The strength and magic power of the undead increase by 1.

The experience gained from fighting off the undead was far greater than the experience gained from hunting and growing.

The skeletons could not be easily defeated by the Lethar’s sharp claws, teeth, and small weapons.

(The skeletons are fighting well. The undead continue to grow as the lessers die.)

‘It’s not time to let down our guard yet.’

(yes?)

‘It’s never happened in my life that things work out this well.’

Weed did not take the battle with the Lessers lightly.

It is true that the Dark Rule is very effective, but it does not take the opponent lightly.

“Tick tock. Let’s eat!”

“Squeak squeak squeak!”

Some of the Lessers who had been rushing towards the central square began to behave strangely.

As expected of a Letser from Afnadel with an endless appetite, he clung to skeletons and zombies and ate their rotten flesh and bones.

“Tick tick!”

The Skeleton of Calamity has been completely destroyed.

The zombies of misfortune have been annihilated.

Skeletons were wiped out by the lethals, who devoured them without leaving behind any flesh or bones.

Since the corpse was completely gone, it could not be revived by the Dark Rule.

“Tick? Tick tick!”

The Lessers who have discovered a way to defeat the undead.

Several lessers attach themselves to skeletons and zombies and eat them.

The fearless skeletons fought until their entire bodies were eaten by the lessers attached to them.

The lessers who lost their lives were transformed into undead and eaten by other lessers.

“Tick tick! I’m still alive!!!”

“It’s delicious. Squeak squeak squeak!”

Chaos that occurs when large groups of undead and lessers fight each other.

The tall buildings of Sullium were collapsing one by one, and the ground near the central square was shaking due to the tunnels dug by the Lessers.

“Save me!”

“Undead, Lesser… … . This is hell!”

The residents who had gathered in the central square were screaming incessantly.

Some of them braved the cold and fled back to the city, only to be killed by the Lesser and resurrected as undead.

‘Now I have to do what I have to do.’

The task of stopping Lethargy right away fell to the Undead, Pale, Kallis, and Loam.

The lessers they failed to completely block jumped into the crowd of residents, taking several lives.

-Krrrrrr.

A chaotic situation where dead residents become undead and join the battlefield.

Level up.

Level up.

Square, square.

Weed started making sculptures while looking at the message window informing him of the level up.

You must use the life-giving skill on the sculpture.

Leveling up a lot as an undead is a good opportunity for growth, but the loss of life when given to high-level creatures is great, so I was planning to summon all the good ones now.

‘It doesn’t take long to carve the wyverns.’

The wyverns that Weed gave life to when fighting the Immortal Legion were quickly created despite his lack of sculpting skills.

These are the ones that were hastily made while being pressed for time.

Thanks to my experience making sculptures with my eyes closed in Stage 5 of Hell, the work of carving the wyvern was done very quickly.

Wailee, Waduli, Wasami… … .

Despite being a wyvern, it was made in an angular shape and suffered severe wind resistance.

Still, Weed had no regrets in remaking their forms.

Even for cars, don’t the designs from 20 or 30 years ago look pretty?

‘I especially like Wasami the way she is.’

Wide, comfortable back.

The part where the torso and neck meet is slightly raised, making it ideal for use as a pillow.

This could literally be called a bed in heaven.

‘The vehicle must be spacious and comfortable. No matter how good a compact car is, it can never keep up with a large car.’

Sarasvati, the goddess of art, music, and wisdom, is showing some interest in what you are creating.

Art stat increases by 1.

The goddess’s blessings for creating sculptures were less than before.

I think it’s because it’s a sculpture of a monster.

The finished sculpture was made flat, but it couldn’t be helped.

“Bring life to sculptures!”

Weed used his sculpting skills on the sculpture.

Oh my god.

The stone statue split apart, and a wyvern came to life, spreading its wings wide.

“Krrrrrrrrr?!”

Despite being a wyvern, it lets out a loud roar like a dragon.

It was a moment that brought back memories of the long-awaited past for Weed.

‘The wyvern that was made in the Yurokina Mountains. To think that it would be made again here… … .’

The wyvern looked around with ferocious eyes.

It was a wyvern, a paragon of ferocious monsters… … .

“Kkeureuk?”

When he found Weed, he folded his wings slightly and his eyes changed into a look of fear.

And then, as he bows his head, he meets the eyes of his master, Weed… … .

-master.

“Nice to meet you, Wail. ​​Do you remember me?”

-I know. You are the one and only master who gave me life.

Wyvern Wylie, who was born on Royal Road, came to Roanoke with his memories.

“Don’t you resent me for neglecting you for so long?”

-I enjoyed the freedom. It was good.

It had the personality of a wyvern, independent and wild.

And the next one to give life was Wardul.

A creature of courageous and rugged appearance.

-Good to meet you, Master.

Wadul also had memories.

This time it’s time to give life to Wasami.

It was often used in battle, but it was also the one I rode around with the most affection and affection.

Wasami spread his wings, roared, looked around, and met Weed’s eyes.

-Are you the one who gave me life?

“I know you remember me.”

-Keruk?

“Wil and Wadu have already said so.”

* * *

Wyvern sculptures.

Wailee, Wadul-i, Wasami-i, Waoi, Wayuk-i, Wachil-i.

They were reborn and flew straight into the sky.

-It’s a city I’m seeing for the first time.

-It’s a very cold place.

The wyverns explored every region of the Versailles continent.

There was hardly any area they had not been to.

– Rats attack humans.

-There are a lot of undead.

– Those are the undead summoned by the master.

-We must protect humans.

Although it was the first time I had seen the wyverns, I could tell from watching them fight the undead that they were very ferocious and fast.

The Lethals shoot arrows, fall among the skeletons, swing daggers, and slash with their claws.

Although most of the attacks were ineffective, the sight of them gnawing on the skeleton’s bones at the cost of their lives was horrifying.

“Tick tick!”

Some of the lethals spotted the wyverns and shot arrows into the sky with their crude bows, but they did not reach them.

-Let’s attack.

The wyverns descended in a straight line to the ground and did not attack the wyverns directly.

Although Weed’s art stat was high, he was born with a level in the 80s by giving life to his mediocre works.

The wyverns, natural hunters, drew on their combat experience to fly irregularly through the sky, lowering their altitude and entering between the city buildings.

“Tick tick!”

They flew low between the alleys and buildings, pecked at the heads of the lessers with their beaks, and grabbed them with their sharp feet and tore them apart.

“Click, click! Cover!”

“Let’s eat wyvern!”

Dozens of Lessers tried to attack the Wyverns by kicking off the roofs and walls of the building, but they quickly increased their speed and passed them by.

-These rats know how to fight a little.

-It won’t work for us.

-Let’s hunt to our heart’s content.

The wyverns slaughtered the wyverns with ferocity.

The lethals who lost their lives in the city were transformed into skeletons and rose again.

* * *

Adventurers who came to do Trinity’s quest were confused as they observed the central square.

“Isn’t that the archer Pale over there?”

“There is also the Black Lion Kalis and Roam.”

“There are three more, but they seem to be unimportant and nameless.”

Combat-type rankers whom I never thought I would meet in the frozen land.

In particular, there were few users who did not know Pale’s reputation.

“Their opponents’ skills are truly formidable. Pale, Calis, and Roam. These three are people that even a decent guild would have a hard time touching.”

“If we give up the quest, we have too much to lose.”

If you abandon the quest of the God of Adventure, Trinity, you will receive a huge penalty.

However, after the Roanoke incident, they became more cautious about incurring the wrath of the powerful.

Because you never know when your life might be in danger.

“Let’s just wait and see what happens. Maybe the Letsers will take care of things?”

“Good idea. They chose the central square because they were confident in their fighting ability, but they will realize too late that they cannot stop the Lessers.”

When Pale, Kalis, or Loam are on the verge of death, you may be able to defeat them for fame and loot.

‘Pale’s weapon must be pretty good. Isn’t that bow something everyone wants?’

‘Roam won’t die easily. The target is the archer Pale, who has low health.’

‘It’s better to kill the enemy, Calis, than to suffer the consequences.’

As the adventurer users watched with such thoughts, the lessers swarmed the central square.

A concentrated attack from a horde of thousands of monsters, even shooting poison arrows.

Pale, Calis, and Roam were fighting, but the people in the places they were not protecting were dying in droves.

When you feel like it’s simply not enough and that it’s impossible.

“Undead?”

“There was a necromancer.”

“Crazy… … A necromancer who raises not a few dozen, but thousands of undead at once?”

Weed raised the undead on a large scale.

Even when skeletons fall, they get back up and fight again, and dead lethals immediately lose their flesh, revealing white bones and turning into undead.

The attention of adventurer users was focused on users who used undead magic.

“Who are you?”

“I don’t know. I think I’ve seen it somewhere… … .”

“Rather than that, the magic I just used isn’t a normal undead summoning spell, but rather a dark rule. It’s one of the three great spells of Balkan Demoph.”

Adventurer users had a variety of knowledge.

I was calculating that if they had necromancers, it would be difficult to break through with the lethals.

“The necromancer approaches the rock.”

“What? There are rocks in the central square.”

“Surely you can’t use something like meteor destruction magic, right?”

As the adventurers were wondering, the necromancer carved a large wyvern, and the wyverns were given life and flew into the sky.

Wyverns fly dazzlingly through the sky and attack the lessers by pecking at them with their beaks.

Looking at that sight, I realized the identity of the necromancer.

“Above… …d.”

“It’s really Weed.”

“How did Weed get here… … .”

Weed was an existence that users who chose to be an adventurer could not help but know.

A person who has successfully completed numerous adventures on Royal Road and proven that the adventurer profession can change the world.

“I don’t know when Weed started in Roanoke, but if he was there, it makes sense that he would be exploring the frozen lands.”

“It can also explain why people with outstanding skills like Pale, Calis, and Roam came running.”

“Sculptures of life… … .”

I never thought I would be able to see Weed’s sculptures come to life and move so close.

It felt like I was actually witnessing a spectacle that was either a wonder or a legend.

“It suddenly feels a lot colder.”

“It’s really cold.”

I looked up at the bitter cold.

Then, the shape of a giant dragon made of ice appeared.

Before I knew it, Bingryong had appeared and was breathing heavily towards the ground.

“Ice Breath!”

“Damn. I think I’m going to fall down here!”