The Munchkin Disciple Wants To Stop Being Obsessed Over - Chapter 176



The Table of Destruction (2)

The knight, who was on one knee, continued to speak.

“It doesn’t exist in that place right now.”

“It doesn’t exist, what on earth do you mean?”

“that is···”

In response to Darren’s question, the knight sighed deeply and answered in a mumbled tone.

“I don’t know if you’ll believe it, but… the whole piece of land just rose up. And then it flew far into the sky.”

“What?! What kind of nonsense is that? The entire plain is ripped from the ground and blown into the sky? Are you trying to fool me right now?”

bang!

Jan frowned and smashed the table where the map was lying with his fist, shattering it, while the knight hurriedly lowered his head and continued his explanation.

“No, Commander. You may not believe it, but I saw it with my own eyes. With a loud noise, the ground split apart, and suddenly, a huge black slurry rose up from underneath like a tidal wave, covering the ground that had risen. After that, a powerful black shockwave struck the Royal Guards, and its power was so strong that…”

As if he was recalling that moment, the knight shuddered and continued speaking with difficulty in a tearful tone.

“Dozens of royal guards lost their lives to the shockwave, and by the time the remaining ones regained consciousness, the bizarre island of Heiden Plain had already flown far away.”

“···.”

The knight spoke sobbingly and shuddering.

Jan and Darren, who had experienced similar situations several times in the past, could easily see why.

The fear and trauma that the article is showing cannot be faked. So, everything that the article said must be true.

The air in the barracks became heavy, and the shocked and shocked Jan and Darren remained silent for a long time, unable to speak.

That took a long time.

“first···.”

Darren, who had been trying to regain his senses by pressing his temples, opened his lips with difficulty.

“Let’s go to Adenia. Time is of the essence.”

No matter how shocking something happened, you had to move. You had to do something.

****

Michelan was leading the crusaders on horseback towards Adenia.

They had just begun to cross the border of the Holy Land and were currently passing through the Lindelof Forest. Michelan had chosen not to walk but to go through this dense forest. The reason was that he had to get to Adenia as soon as possible.

This forest, famous for its harshness, was located further west than the Empire and further south than the Heiden Plains.

The thick undergrowth and trees were a nuisance, and the terrain was rough, but not a single crusader showed any sign of fatigue.

It was worth it. The current journey was a journey that had begun to help Camel, the benefactor and savior who had helped the Holy Nation regain the light it had lost.

The road to help the Savior who saved the Holy Nation. For the Crusaders who believed in God and considered grace a virtue, this journey was a glorious march that would be remembered for generations, so it was impossible for them not to be filled with enthusiasm.

It was at that time that they were moving at an increasingly faster pace.

“All, Captain···!”

A crusader hurriedly approached Captain Michelan, holding a fist-sized crystal ball in both hands.

The crystal ball the man was holding was one of the holy relics of the Holy Nation that could detect magic, and originally had a pure white glow.

But now, instead of pure white light, only black mist was swirling around.

Michelangelo, seeing that sight, immediately realized that something unusual had happened and wiggled his eyebrows.

“Sir! We’re observing a tremendous amount of magic from the north. We’re getting closer.”

“Wow, how can you be so extraordinary?”

“Ts, it doesn’t measure up···.”

Michelan’s expression hardened in an instant after hearing the answer.

That would be the case. The crystal ball the man was holding was an artifact that could accurately measure any amount of magic energy. To the extent that it could even measure the magic energy of sin if it were to wield the Holy Land.

But, such an artifact had an immeasurable amount of magic. Michelan couldn’t help but be perplexed.

“Where exactly? What are the opponents’ numbers?”

“About two thousand paces north, we estimate there is only one opponent. But there is one problem.”

“problem?”

“The place where the opponent’s magic energy is measured is in the sky. It is presumed that he has the ability to fly.”

“It’s the sky···.”

After hearing the Crusader’s explanation, Michelan swallowed his breath. Because, in Michelan’s memories, all the monsters and demons that had the ability to fly were ridiculously strong.

Could it be because of old memories? Or was it because I felt flustered by the sudden situation?

For some reason it was unclear, but Michelangelo’s eyes shook violently.

But that shaking was only temporary.

Michelangelo, who had struggled to regain his composure, began to assess the situation in his head.

This is a dense forest, a place where guerrilla warfare is easy to wage, no matter how strong the opponent is.

In addition, most of the Crusaders were sword experts and had received extreme training in guerrilla warfare.

Naturally, a wise conclusion based on his rich experience was drawn in Michelan’s head.

Deals maximum damage.

Retreat with minimal damage.

And joins Adenia.

It was an extremely simple and yet more rational decision than any other.

Michelangelo, having made up his mind, gave orders to the Crusaders.

“Spread out the Great Gong Holy Law Formation. As far and wide as possible. After activating the Holy Law Formation, hide yourself and head to the gathering place I am talking about from now on…”

Upon hearing Michelan’s command, the Crusaders moved in unison and poured out their divine power. It didn’t take long for the sacred law formation to spread to every corner of the Lindelof Forest.

A swamp of sacred law that was completed in an instant.

Michelan and the Crusaders hid themselves in various places and waited for their prey to fall into the trap they had laid out.

That took a long time.

A huge mass, which at first glance looked like a snail’s nest, began to appear in their field of vision.

No, to be precise, high up in the sky, an island covered in black filth and grotesque skin was slowly approaching.

Kookookook.

A huge roar is heard, and an overwhelming figure appears larger than an average plain.

Kkuddukk.

Thousands of hands and feet constantly rising and falling from the black filth and grotesque skin.

Gulp.

Michelangelo and the Crusaders instinctively swallowed dry saliva and tensed up.

That was when.

Flash!

A huge island rising above the Lindelof Forest suddenly began to emit a crimson glow.

“···!”

The crimson color didn’t cause any damage or anything, but Michelan couldn’t help but gasp when he saw its source.

Because, what was emitting the crimson light was none other than a huge pupil located in the center of the skin.

The pupils were glowing a creepy crimson, looking straight down at where Michelan and the Crusaders were hiding.

“Right, right now···!”

Michelan, sensing something was wrong, hurriedly sent a signal to the Crusaders.

At the same time.

Kkwadduk!

A dozen or so hideous creatures emerged from the grotesque skin of the giant island. They all looked different, but they had one thing in common: they had wings.

Flash!

As the monsters escaped, pure white light flashed throughout the forest. It was the holy formation that the Crusaders had deployed in advance.

Kwak! Bang! Choaaak!

The white light-made weapons pierced the bodies of the monsters that began to float through the sky.

-Kiyaaak!

-Kuaaah!

The pierced monsters fell, letting out terrible screams. Some of the light weapons touched the grotesque skin of the giant island, and black filth poured out like a fountain from the pierced skin.

Michelan clenched his fists when he saw that sight. He was sure that if he continued like this, he would cause more damage than he had expected and would be able to escape easily.

But unfortunately, his confidence turned out to be a delusion.

Fire, fire! Fire!

An alien sound is heard by the Crusaders who have been activating the Holy Law Formation for a while.

Michelan and the Crusaders turned their heads in that direction and froze in place with their eyes wide open.

The place where the sound was coming from was an eerie eye hanging in the center of a strange island, and what was gathered in a circle in front of it was an enormous black magic.

Dreaming.

The eerie eyes closed and then opened.

Choaaah!

In the eyes of those hiding in the forest, a huge black beam of light was reflected that turned the entire forest upside down.

****

After leaving the principal’s office, Diane and I walked towards the coast of Adenia.

Dian told me many stories before we reached the shore.

What has happened in Adenia since the day I set out on my pilgrimage until today, what news has been delivered here, and how much my headmistress Hilda has praised me.

Thanks to this, I was able to understand how things were going in more detail than before.

As we talked like that, the coastline began to come into view.

“hmm···.”

I was looking at the shoreline, and I tilted my head, resting my chin on my hand. Because, with my celestial eyes, I could see countless uncomfortable things unfolding.

“Do you know why I brought you here?”

“Yes. It’s really a mess. There are so many anti-air magic circles spread out… I don’t like any of them. It’s so uncomfortable just looking at them.”

“Yes, that can’t be helped. The original anti-air magic circles here were all old. Besides, the current magicians who have deployed the magic circles here have probably never been interested in the useless anti-air magic circles.”

“Even so, it is like that. This is just too bad.”

“Yes, that’s why I brought you here. I would like to have the Crusaders, who are relatively good at air defense, lay down a lot of holy law formations, but I feel like we don’t have enough time.”

“I guess that means let’s look at each other’s hands.”

“Okay, please.”

“I don’t know how many times I’ve heard this request today.”

I grumbled and started moving my mana right away. It was annoying, but the sloppy magic circles spread out here were too uncomfortable to ignore.

As I began to fix the magic circles one by one, Dian also began to walk around the coastline, sweating profusely.

In the meantime, I suddenly had some questions, so I approached Diane and asked her directly.

“But, Professor, why do you think the enemies will come from the sky? They could come by boat, but it seems more likely that they will come by walking on the sea, covered in black slurry.”

“It’s an experience.”

“experience···?”

“All the really tough guys I’ve ever met hated the ground.”

“It’s a very simple reason.”

While answering like that, I nodded in agreement with what Dian said.

Come to think of it, there hasn’t been a single guy in the game who flew through the sky and had it easy.

“Oh, but this is something that Master… No, Professor Daphne is better at… Did you ask Professor Daphne by any chance?”

“Yeah. You said you were coming anyway, but when did you come···.”

Dian’s words did not continue.

because.

Blood.

Because the familiar sound I had heard from the first day of my stay was now louder in my ears.