Overpowered Sword
Chapter 280

Overpowered Sword Chapter 280

Level up with swords (280)

There is an area called the ‘Titan Mountains’ as the Titans, the strongest fighting race on earth, live in the depths of the area.

The strength of the monsters polluted by the power that overflowed from the Demonic Crack , whose danger level is at an immeasurable level, cannot be compared to other regions.

A place where B-rank monsters, which can be said to be the tyranny of small and medium-sized fiefdoms, are spread at the bottom of the ecosystem, and even A-rank people can lose their lives due to a single mistake or bad luck.

A long time ago, the empire that invaded this land with 300,000 troops was unilaterally defeated by the Titans.

However, most of the damage was not from the battle with the Titans, but from being attacked by countless monsters while entering the mountain range.

Even the Ogre, one of the A-rank monsters, can only be safely defeated if a group of knights are mobilized.

But what if not one or two, but ten or twenty ogres attack simultaneously?

Even a corps made up of at least 10,000 people will exhibit such explosive power that it will inevitably collapse.

…Roar…Roar…

The chest voice, which has become more ferocious as it is suppressed by ‘Dragon Fear’, is revealed as a rough breathing sound. A rotten smell emanates from the mouth, which cannot be properly brushed, and the lips, soaked with blood and slobber, twitch as if they want to bite something.

Ogre.

Hundreds of monsters lined up in rows and rows, each one alive and breathing like a disaster.

The muscles clearly bulging on an untrained body and the gear wrapped around the bumpy body are items that Vritra has accumulated in her rare over hundreds of years.

A monster that slaughters a thousand people with its bare body was equipped with proper armor and a spear artifact.

It must have been three or four times more powerful than a wild ogre.

【Even so, they are beasts without any intelligence.】

Vritra, who was looking down at the ground with her body wrapped around the highest mountain peak like a snake, whispered softly.

【Even if you arm ogres, gather wyverns, and command trolls and orcs like legions, the limitations are clear. It must be difficult to deal with not only heroes and giant kings, but also mortals who have only slightly exceeded their limits. I don’t expect this body to get there either.】

Are you talking to yourself? No, it wasn’t.

These were clearly words that were meant for someone to hear.

The eyes of the monsters suppressed with ‘Dragon Fear’ were blurry and none of them responded to the mental waves. Ogres and wyverns.

A few S-rank monsters maintained a part of their selves even after being hit by ‘Dragon Fear’, but they did not have the luxury of responding to Vritra’s mental waves.

There were only three beings that could be considered exceptions.

【I will assign fate to you all.】

As Vritra’s emotionless eyes rolled and looked down at the three, even those who had maintained a calm and weak expression until now could not help but break into a cold sweat.

Tutankha, a two-headed mutant twinhead troll.

Lich Desmond, an archmage who defeated mortality with black magic.

Cyclops King, a huge monster that is over 30 meters tall.

【It’s insignificant.】

Vritra declared as if she looked down on them.

【A shaman who reached the 7th rank with the body of a lowly and ignorant troll. A lich who survived for nearly a thousand years and surrendered to me. A cyclops with a physique that has never been seen even in ancient times.】 If you

classify it by the guild’s danger level, it is SS rank or higher. Monsters, each of which could become a national disaster, were bowing at Vritra’s feet.

Trolls are famous for their regenerative abilities and ignorance, but on rare occasions, individuals are born with more than one head. Twinhead, whose potential and lifespan greatly exceed those of ordinary trolls, will undoubtedly become ‘Named’ if he can survive.

Lich Desmond could also be said to be a legendary warlock.

Andrei, who wanted to become a vampire lord in Rubena City, was one of the disciples he trained.

The Cyclops King’s case was simpler.

A mutation that occurs once every hundreds of years. Even though it was an S-rank monster, it was a monster that surpassed its limits.

【It’s insignificant.】

Still, it seemed that Vritra wasn’t very satisfied, so he pointed one of his claws in a nervous gesture.

An unholy power oozes from the tip of the claw.

It was the power ‘Corruption’ symbolizing the Demon King.

【Giving my power to you insignificant and insignificant bastards is like a test to prove your worthiness to become a subject of this body.】

Three rays of darkness erupt from Vritra’s claws.

One strand wrapped around Tutanka, one strand wrapped around Desmond, and the last strand wrapped around the Cyclops King.

At the same time, the ‘fall’ began.

The further away an entity is from natural law, the more powerful it becomes. Desmond, who betrayed natural law by turning into Tutanka Lich, who surpassed his limits as a monster, and even the Cyclops King, who can be said to be on a different level among powerful monsters.

The distorted evolution ended with Tutankha.

“Krrrr… power is overflowing… master…”

The two heads grew into three as one more sprouted, and several boils resembling a human face appeared on the grotesque tattoo-stained body, making a horrifying groan. made a sound

It is a human face window.

Normally, it is a trace that appears on victims of witchcraft, but in this case, it is used as a means to assist witchcraft. They could intercept approaching enemies by reciting complex and long chants or spitting poison and curses.

That’s not all.

Blood-red magic channels appeared like blood vessels all over the body, creating an appearance that would be difficult to call a troll.

“It is an honor to be able to follow the orders of a great being.”

Unlike Tutanga, it is Desmond who responds with polite manners. He had been a noble person ever since he was a human, and he was the one who wielded that power as an archmage.

Because I don’t want to die and I don’t want to let go.

An old monster who crossed the line with his lame desire for survival and became a warlock, but was also corrupted into a lich.

He, who was a collection of thin bones, had also changed.

“Oh oh…! How dare you share the remains of a great man with this poor old man! I am just overwhelmed by this Desmond.》

Vritra not only gave him the ‘Corruption’, but also reconstructed his skeleton with the bones of his own people that he had secretly stolen.

Although dragons cannot compare to the dracolich, a lich corrupted by dark magic, they are of a different quality from human bones. Not only the capacity of horsepower, but also the quality of circulation speed has also increased rapidly.

Desmond, the strongest warlock of this era, forgot his pride and fell to the ground, so there was nothing more to say.

and.

【—Interesting. I never thought that the one I thought was the least successful among the three would be the most suitable. This is a change beyond expectations.】

Vritra looked at the Cyclops King and smiled darkly.

It had to be that way.

The guy who was a 30 meter tall giant before downloading was now closer to 50 meters tall. For super-large monsters, the size of their body is directly related to their strength. This was because not only the mass but also the storage of power flowing within the body increased explosively.

Gooooooooooo—!

When the Cyclops King, inspired by the power boiling inside his body, roared powerfully, the wyvern flock that had been gathered several kilometers away was frightened and flew into the sky.

A majesty that even surpasses ‘Dragon Fear’ in an instant!

Tutankha and Desmond’s eyes sparkled with jealousy and hostility toward their rival without even realizing it.

Even though Britra knew all that, she didn’t care.

【Hehe, you seem to like it. Since I can no longer call you Cyclops, I will give you a new name.】

What gave was not only enlargement.

The Cyclops King’s skin was turning bright blue, and the surroundings were freezing in a cold storm whose origin was unknown.

It is literally the same as the frost giant recorded in old mythology—

【From today, your name is Hrimthurs. Born under my protection, he is the destroyer who will freeze all things.】

As if responding to his name, the Cyclops King, no, Hrimturth raised his arms and cheered.

Gooooooooooooooooo——!!

The Titan Mountains are frozen by an unseasonable cold spell, and dead bugs fall from forests white with frost.

That’s how three monsters were born.

His name is Sammagang (三魔將).

As apostles of Vritra, minions imitating the Four Heavenly Kings of the past who targeted two great enemies. Looking down at them, swollen with malice and murderous intent, the evil dragon ordered battle to begin.

【good! The giant king and the warrior. It doesn’t matter which of the two. I will promise my next throne to the one who ends the life of one of them!】

Together with the Three Demon Lords, the monsters of the Titan Mountains begin an all-out attack.

The monsters that moved by the million were literally like waves, trampling and crushing everything that was in their way.

Just one week from the start of the full-scale march.

This was the time it took for Karpad, a small country near the mountain range, to collapse.

* * *

Area 13 of the steel kingdom of Jugend.

Despite the long period of peace as it is a border area, a signal signal indicating an emergency was fired from the watchtower of the heavily guarded castle wall.

enemy attack.

As soon as the signal was given, the guards who were taking turns running up the castle wall and looking for a position suitable for their role. Jugend’s defense system could be said to operate perfectly only when all those carrying the shells, those aiming the gun barrels, and those charging the gunpowder were all connected in a flowing manner.

When the dwarves’ wide-eyed gaze at the horizon increases in angle every second, until it becomes a burden to the person facing them.

The scenery seen by the watchtower’s observer rose up to the eye level of the castle wall.

The identity of the thick cloud of dust and the shadows wriggling noisily within it is exactly that.

“Is that…?!”

“They are refugees! “I’m being chased by monsters!”

“There is no way I could escape this far…no way.”

The guess that someone had made without realizing it made the blood of everyone standing on the castle wall run cold.

“Those monsters…are they leading the way with refugees?”

If we got a little closer, we were in the firing range of area 13.

Their defensive tactic is to attack unilaterally from several kilometers away and cut off more than half of the enemy’s troops before they even reach him.

However, if you react that way in a situation like this, the refugees along with the monsters will be swept away by the bombardment. Even though they are not family or neighbors, there is no one who wants to get their hands dirty like that.

That moment’s hesitation narrowed the distance further by several hundred meters, and soon a group of monsters and refugees approached the range of the bombardment.

If you don’t shoot right now, it will cause great damage.

The guard commander, who continued to worry until his molar broke in just a few tens of seconds, finally made a decision.

“Prepare to fire with all forces!”

If someone is responsible for this bloodshed, he will bear it.

The garrison’s mission should be to protect the compatriots of this land rather than the lives of those whose identity they do not know.

“Ready to fire!”

“Loaded!”

“Gunpowder charging complete!”

“Aim complete!”

The dwarves noticed his determination and moved quickly with bloodshot eyes. If the garrison commander was so determined, it would be right to repay that determination.

Hundreds of cannons rotate simultaneously toward the refugees.

When the gunpowder is ignited, it spits out the metal inside at an incredible speed, crushing not only the weak bodies of humans but also monsters to every single piece of flesh.

Although it was of lower quality than the cannon deployed in ‘Mirror Canyon’, this one was superior in terms of rate of fire and efficiency.

Even 10,000 enemy soldiers can be annihilated in one hour.

“…All troops.”

In the end, the moment Monster Wave, led by refugees, came within range of the bombardment, the garrison commander’s lips trembled slightly.

Tens of thousands of people will die because of the orders that will be given from now on.

“Bal…”

I hold back the words as guilt rises to my throat.

Even if he protects the walls of Area 13, history may say that his decision was the cold-blooded judgment of a massacre.

Will my daughter, who has only one wife, who is baking sausage bread today, understand this choice? Will I be able to remain a proud husband and father if I turn those refugees and monsters into a lump of meat through artillery fire?

Thick water droplets flowed from the corners of the garrison commander’s wrinkled eyes.

“Full force!!”

Even if you are not understood, it is a hundred times better than dying.

Even for your family, neighbors, and compatriots.

In this situation, it was right to fire.

“Fire——”

That was the moment.

Kiiiiiiiing——!

A ray of light fell from a distant sky behind Area 13.

A brilliant flash of platinum.

The brilliance penetrated precisely into the border between the refugees and the monster wave, creating a wall tens of meters high in an instant. The refugees ran without knowing what was happening behind them, and only the monsters crashed into the suddenly rising wall.

Keekeeeeek!

Wow!

Kwaeeeeek!

The monsters, unable to stop immediately due to inertia, hit the wall one after another, turning to ash and collapsing in a matter of seconds.

Only then did the garrison commander replace out.

That wall was not a beautiful light, but a structure made of ultra-high heat energy. The most similar ability was 〈Aura Blade〉, but covering a large area with that level of power would require an enormous amount of power. Even if the Grand Meister came, it was unclear whether he would be able to recreate that with a single blow.

“Who on earth…?”

As if sharing thoughts with the garrison commander, the dwarves lined up on the castle wall looked back toward where the light had come from.

The sense of impending crisis just moments ago had disappeared.

The epicenter of light that wiped out thousands of monsters.

A young man with platinum wings appeared there.

“Wow, that was close.”

Leon, the man who saved the refugees with a strike from the holy sword, lowered the holy sword while wiping away the cold sweat that had not yet flowed.

If they had not flown at full speed as soon as they saw the flow of the monster wave, thousands of refugees would not have died. The garrison commander and dwarves, who had been stained with the blood of innocents, must have also suffered from guilt for a long time.

El Cid said.

[Hmm, it’s coming this way.]

“Okay. “Is it all three?”

Leon agreed with that and glared at the powerful enemies beyond the horizon, who were still quite far away.

It’s creepy.

There is no feeling of inevitability of defeat, but a presence that makes you feel that you could lose if you are not careful. Each one was a bundle of power far exceeding master level.

[You used your brain well. Did one side raise the average level of the monsters and the other side deploy all the executives?]

“For some reason, I couldn’t see high-ranking monsters like wyverns or ogres.”

It was a good tactic to have Kasim and Leon accompany him, but then the opposing front line would collapse.

So Leon moved to Area 13 with his group.

There is no need for even two grandmasters.

As long as Vritra does not step forward, his colleagues alone can overcome this level of difficulty. I believed that and it was a fight to prove it.

“Three days until reinforcements arrive.”

Until then, we must maintain or overcome this phase.