Genius Corpse-Collecting Warrior Chapter 18

Playing with fire in the middle of the night (3)

Telia Merchant Archalis Philenom.

When he heard the news that Silver Mask Apostle Delric had died, he couldn’t believe his ears.

Still, it was okay up to that point.

Anyway, Delic is a long-term card that can be used and discarded at any time.

Compared to the rest of the Silver Mask Apostles who have been preparing for the Great Reign together for over ten years, Delric joined less than a year ago.

However, when Archalis heard that Stray had been inflicted, he could no longer take this lightly.

Although he is a low-level vampire, Stray is an assassin who knows how to use his racial characteristics more efficiently than anyone else.

The fact that he died also meant that the warrior chasing them could become a major obstacle to the Great Realm.

And now.

Hood crackle.

Achalas could not help but laugh as he saw the large warrior suddenly breaking through the wall of the sanctuary.

‘There was a reason for the Great Apostle’s decision to advance the Great Retirement.’

A barbarian warrior strides forward.

There is no armor and the only weapon is a shabby hatchet.

However, when the ax flashed and split the air, Achalas sensed that it would not be an easy fight.

Kaaaang!

The sound of metal clashing violently against metal.

The inside of the secret sanctuary rang loudly.

The moment Dallen lowered his axe, Acchallis also drew his sword like lightning and swung it horizontally.

Sigh –

I took five steps back to get rid of the shock. Archalis frowned at the numbing grip.

Unlike him, who took five steps back, his opponent only took two steps back.

He said without hiding his surprise.

“What a monstrous force. “I would believe it if it were the strength of an orc.”

There was no reaction from the other party.

He was just looking at me with an expressionless face.

Grabbing the sword that was still trembling, Achalas slowly put on the silver mask.

“…No, I’ll say it again. Even if it’s a giant and not an orc, it’s still believable. “When I was in my knighthood, I hunted giants, but I’m not sure if I could have handled it back then.”

Achalas held the sword with both hands. And he muttered a low order.

Then, the power of the sanctuary that had been keeping the monsters to sleep weakened, and the wooden doors on one side of the sanctuary that had been tightly closed slowly opened.

Grrrr.

Big.

Grunting breathing.

Hundreds of pairs of yellow eye lights flashing in the darkness.

However, it still takes time to fully awaken. Archalis laughed helplessly.

He who was once one of the vanguard of the Imperial Knights is now merely biding time until a group of monsters wake up.

“Go ahead and attack me. “You don’t have much time.”

However, Achalas is both a knight and a merchant.

I could at least calculate that it was a fight I couldn’t handle alone.

Although his pride as a knight was holding him back, there was no way he would be able to endure that much in order to achieve a great succession.

Achalas tilted the sword he held with both hands.

I could only pray that his sword skills, which had been used to hunt giants a long time ago, had not yet dulled.

***

“hmm.”

Dallen scratched his chin. It unfolded faster than expected.

Although this is a story from beyond the monitor, the battle here originally unfolds in a different way than it does now.

The first phase involves beating up the boss mob, Merchant Archalis, and reducing its stamina to some extent.

Then, the second and third phases involved cutting down the crowd of monsters and dealing with the recovered Sanghoeju again.

‘This is my first time seeing a monster wake up from the beginning.’

Even though he thought so, Dallon felt that it was worth it.

Even if you were a Silver Mask Apostle, you wouldn’t want to go one-on-one with a barbarian who suddenly broke through the wall of the secret sanctuary.

It didn’t matter anyway. The plan hasn’t changed.

Kill the Sanghoeju on the spot and wipe out the group of monsters.

Then, after retrieving the corpse of an old character who had been eaten by monsters, they set fire to the building.

Jerk.

Dallen took a step forward.

Sanghoeju took a half step back accordingly.

Plate armor flashed between the robes, and the sharp sword was tinged with red in the flickering light of the torch.

The merchant is fully armed and takes advantage of his weak points with a sharp attitude.

The background setting of a retired knight who had been active in the Imperial Knights for a long time was not insignificant.

The position of his feet, the angle of his shoulder, and the direction the tip of his sword was pointing all created a subtle confrontation with Dallen himself.

“…….”

A master’s number fight where even the slightest muscle movements can be read.

Dallen watched it quietly and then just threw the ax.

Parallack!

Jang-!

I didn’t see it. A sword I simply swung instinctively.

“what…!”

Sanghoeju looked at the hatchet floating in the air and bouncing away with his gaze frozen in embarrassment.

Crack—

Dallen ran forward. He reached up and caught the hatchet that had been thrown away.

And without delay, he struck down at Sanghoeju.

Wow!

The hatchet and sword clashed as they struck.

A heavy shock goes down through the hands and even weighs down Sanghoeju’s two shoulders.

Slurp!

When I swung my sword outward to shake off the impact, I saw a stone-like fist approaching.

Sanghoeju urgently twisted his back.

Flutter!

“Big!”

A fist grazing the face. The edge of the silver mask suddenly breaks and fresh blood drips from the torn jaw.

Sanghoeju reflexively swung his sword. Horizontally low and fast.

However, the sword strike across the chest was blocked by the hatchet that returned before he knew it.

Jang!

Sanghoeju’s eyes widened once more. The incomprehensible movement of the ax as if it were ignoring inertia.

Dozens of battles continued without anyone even having time to come to their senses.

Blah blah blah –

the sword and the ax collide. It bounced off and got entangled again. After a struggle, they hit the opponent with their fists and feet, then pretend to back down by tricking the eye, and then use their weapons to look for a loophole.

As they exchanged attacks and defenses for a short period of time, Dallon could clearly feel it.

Sanghoeju is a sword master who has never fought before.

Although he retired a long time ago, he was recognized as a skilled swordsman by the Imperial Knights in his prime.

Even though more than ten years had passed, his solid body did not shake much, and even if it had been longer than that, the sword skills engraved on his body would not have weathered.

however.

Float!

“Kuh…!”

Daelon, who opposed him, was also a master of fighting techniques that originated from the Empire.

“You can crush plate armor with your bare hands. “As long as it’s human!”

In addition, his body surpassed even the physical capabilities of Sanghoeju, the apostle of the evil spirit.

Gritting his teeth, he charged in and cut Dallon in two with his sword, cutting from top to bottom.

Rattling.

At the perfect moment, the sword is struck with an ax and thrown outward.

Huh!

Dallen’s toes reach out faster than an ax towards the empty chest that was exposed.

Teuong!

Sanghoeju pulls his sword and tries to catch it with the crossbar, but in that split second, his toes shake and he throws away the hand holding the sword.

Quang!

Once again, lean your entire body forward and hit your empty chest with your elbow.

“Big!”

Crash!

Sanghoeju rolling on the floor of a secret room. If it weren’t for the plate armor inside the robe, it wouldn’t be surprising if he had died instantly.

“Enaxa…Tareon!”

His mouth was spewing out blood and he was chanting a spell. Then a fire lit up on the altar in the center of the sanctuary.

Grrrr!

A blue flame burning fiercely in the air above the altar.

At the same time, hundreds of monsters that had been sleeping for a long time finally escaped from their stuffy cages after a short warm-up.

Big!

Kyaaa!

A group of monsters rushing toward their prey.

[The body of a sword-wielding wizard was discovered.]

Dallon grinned as he looked at the message flickering above it.

‘If I’m good at this, I’ll even level up in body recovery.’

At that moment, the monster running ahead stuck out his teeth.

And the ax flashed.

***

Achalas gritted his teeth. He cut the connecting straps and took off the armor.

Clink! Ding!

Plate armor falling with a sound like scrap metal.

It was so damaged that it seemed difficult to repair, and in fact, half of it was almost like scrap metal.

‘How can a person’s strength…’

It is natural that if you hit metal with your bare hand, your hand will break.

Although it was a labyrinth city full of flying and crawling superhumans, at least in this bronze area, that was common sense.

But the man in front of him proudly ignored that common sense.

One more thing, he also had a high level of expertise in fighting, no matter where he learned it.

And that was Dehaman’s armored fighting technique, which was mandatory for all knights of the empire, something he had seen well in his youth.

Kwasik!

Dehaman’s armor fighting technique is a martial art created to fight multiple light infantry with a single knight.

Even now, there are more monsters being crushed with hands and feet than are being cut down with an axe.

A warrior who is surrounded by hundreds of monsters, but rather than being overwhelmed, he instead destroys them.

Rather, the way he raised the corners of his mouth as if he was enjoying this situation gave even Archalis, who had passed through numerous battlefields, goosebumps.

Clink! Ding!

Achalas threw off all his armor.

When I took off the cloth armor inside the plate armor, only the loose cloth clothes that were torn here and there were left.

Grumbling.

The essence that amplifies regenerative power flows out from between the torn clothes.

Although the regenerative power treatment that everyone received starting from the Silver Mask Apostle still had many side effects, one effect was certain.

Moreover, Achalas’ strong body was able to overcome even the side effects without difficulty.

Thanks to this, even injuries that would have killed him were able to recover so quickly and participate in battle again.

The sunken chest and torn flesh in various places have now almost all been restored.

Kaaaaaaaaah!

Kwasik!

Of course, there were less than a third of the hundreds of monsters that were attacking that mercenary.

The plan to attack the group of monsters that had been initially planned turned out to be nothing.

‘Still, not all the monsters are dead yet, so there is a chance.’

Achalas raised his sword. His heart was pounding.

Considering the speed at which monsters die, there is only one chance.

And in his opinion, there was only one way to slit that mercenary’s head with that one opportunity.

‘The two swords of Skanden.’

Knights of the Southern Empire.

One of the many secret techniques handed down from the place where countless heroes and warriors passed through.

It’s a technique I haven’t used since I left the Knights a long time ago.

After a long time, with my aging body and diminished skills, I could have harmed myself.

however.

‘Can not help it.’

He made up his mind.

Even if it means that he and the company are destroyed here, he will defeat that warrior.

“Suh-”

I take a deep breath. All muscles and nerves of the whole body awaken.

There were less than twenty monsters left that were attacking the mercenaries.

Thanks to this, his rock-solid strength was shaking, albeit slightly.

‘Now is your chance.’

Archalis ran away.

Crack!

The mask comes off in a gust of wind. For a moment, the surrounding scenery seemed stretched out as if dough was being pulled.

Truly explosive acceleration. However, the peak of this secret was not in the acceleration.

Wow –

a sword held with both hands. Magical power flows into that sword.

For those who use swords, the concept of using magical power is completely different from that of wizards.

Unlike wizards, who have a systematic education system centered around magic towers and schools, a swordsman’s magic management methods and secret techniques are passed down from a teacher.

Crack!

Rather, the main reason is that one must walk a tightrope while embracing the risk that the body that has been overly infused with magical energy will be horribly damaged by the reaction.

Crackling –

muscles are torn. The skin cracks.

The blood vessels that were unable to withstand the storm of magical energy broke, causing purple spots to bloom from the shoulders to the arms.

But the price was clear.

Damn it!

When Achalas stretched out his sword, which was shot like an arrow, his arm and sword seemed to become two for an instant.

No, it just didn’t seem that way.

Both swords, which move differently, are real. They are not tricks or illusions.

It is impossible in the material world for one sword to become two.

However, the magic contained in the body and sword was enough to distort reality.

The sword, divided in two, was aimed precisely at the heart and nape of the mercenary’s neck.

‘done!’