Solo Eating to Overpowered Chapter 134

Episode 134 〈New Ones〉

Charlotte was very satisfied.

Although it was a close fight that the 7th Prince was not confident in, he was able to win.

As she tried to approach him, she felt like her growth had been acknowledged.

That was when Charlotte smiled faintly.

It was Charlotte who responded to the small scream in the mansion.

She was startled and went straight to Lord Gerald’s office and opened the door.

“Prince!”

I wondered if I had been attacked or something, but that wasn’t the case.

A vial with a foul odor came rolling to the front door.

Charlotte looked at the gourd and smiled bitterly.

Did the prince drink it too? Then it was natural for me to scream.

As a prince who had no tolerance for drinking that terrible thing, he was more than frightened.

Then the bell rang.

This is an alarm when the undead invade.

Charlotte frowned and looked down the hallway.

Soldiers are running around.

The alarm sound is louder than usual. It seems that a more dangerous entity has intervened in this invasion.

If it were a simple invasion, you and Harman could stop it.

There is something that bothers me.

‘…Jötun.’

A legendary giant that 3rd Prince Rupel saw while scouting.

We don’t know if they will really exist, but if they invade, it will be difficult to stop them.

“Prince, you need to move your body now…”

Unfortunately, it seemed like there would be no time for the prince to rest.

Now I needed the prince’s help.

Charlotte turned her sad gaze into the room.

“Prince?”

The prince who drank the elixir did not fall to the floor or feel nauseous.

Charlotte gently stepped back with a question filled with doubt.

An unusual energy slowly flowed out of the room.

She stretched out her hand as white dust flowed around her.

‘eye?’

It is a particle of divine power like snow.

Charlotte looked inside the office.

A framework made of holy power is built around it, entangled like a spider’s web and wrapping around it.

At the center was the 7th prince.

“They said it wasn’t effective for me, but that wasn’t the case at all.”

Aztalun sprinkled golden light between the 7th prince’s neck and the hem of his face.

Pieces of holy power floated around like snow, then slowly settled down, piling up dust.

“It’s not that it’s not effective for me.”

Among the bones that hang like spiderwebs, the 7th Prince is sitting as if meditating.

“It’s even more fitting because it’s my age.”

The 7th prince, who had his eyes closed, muttered quietly as if he was talking to himself.

“Thank you…”

Allen stretched out his hand.

In his left hand, he holds the ancient necromancer’s magic book that he obtained from Aslan.

“I can now apply it.”

I slowly open my eyes and look at the necromancer’s spellbook.

I turned over the magic book sequentially, page by page.

Each time, the particles that had accumulated like snow gradually formed bones.

Bone fragments come together to form one body.

A hand made of squishy bones is lifted from the floor, scattering particles of holy power as if it were just born.

Lift the skull and move the connected cervical vertebrae and spine.

The hem of a long transparent robe made of holy power fluttered. The divine undead raised its body as if crawling.

The existence that necromancers so desperately desire.

Also, in Aslan, everyone is in awe of him.

Charlotte’s eyes widened and she said.

“rich.”

An undead lich wearing a robe was standing firmly.

The fog containing holy power settled on the floor and slowly spread.

Eye lights are engraved in the skull.

-I can’t believe it….

A calm voice is heard.

Richie looked down at his hands.

-It is a new body.

The undead lich stretched out its hand on the holy water that had now become particles and piled up like snow.

I put my hand between the eyes of the Holy Power accumulated in Sobok.

What he pulled out with white breath was neither a sword nor a cane.

It is a musket with an elongated barrel.

It was the longest firearm Allen had ever used, reaching 2m.

He held it like a cane and staggered to stand in front of Allen.

I kneel down and bow my head.

Clutching the musket, they touched their foreheads together and lowered their heads as if praying.

-O Lord, the new Aslan.

Aslan’s master? What does it mean?

Charlotte was filled with puzzlement.

She looked at the 7th prince with a confused expression.

Sometimes it happens.

A great realization that comes to a swordsman or magician or priest.

The powerful power that can be gained through it.

Until now, the 7th Prince had been able to use vast holy power, but his control was poor.

I used everything until it was empty, and I couldn’t summon anything more than a Holy Knight unless I used a relic.

But it was different now.

The 7th Prince awakened beyond his limits.

The 7th Prince raised his head as if reacting to the bell ringing around him.

“It just worked out.”

The 7th prince stretched out his hand.

He placed his hand on Lich’s skull.

“I need your help.”

-If you are the name of the new Aslan.

Richie, who was kneeling and leaning his forehead against the musket, moves.

He gently lifted the musket he was holding and struck it down.

thud-!

Holy power rings.

Other beings slowly rise from the snow-covered floor of sacred power.

Skeleton Mages.

However, what they are holding is not a cane but a musket.

Lich Skeleton Mages.

‘Aztalun’ is engraved on all of their bodies.

[Aztalun’s ‘Ability Transfer’ is used.]

[Use divine energy.]

[Advances the musket.]

The 7th prince raised the corner of his mouth.

I asked, looking at Richie with a satisfied smile.

“What is your name?”

Lich raised his head and faced the 7th prince.

His eyes were bent as if he was smiling.

Then his jaw opened and he said his name.

-Nasus.

It was the moment when the being who destroyed Aslan was born with a new faith.

**

“It’s flying. damage!”

One of the prisoners on the outer wall shouted.

Harmon, who was conducting on the outer wall, reacted to the sound and looked away.

The sun is setting and a huge boulder is flying in the middle of a snowstorm.

“Is it a lump of corpse?”

Harmon thought so.

When dealing with the Count, a large army like this came.

The catapult used at that time used a ‘corpse lump’ that threw zombies together as a catapult.

But not now.

“…a rock?”

Harmon widened his eyes.

It is a boulder measuring 4m.

If it were this size, it would be difficult to withstand it, no matter how strong Ronia’s outer wall was.

“Get away from the damaged outer wall!”

Harmon shouted urgently and threw his whole body away.

The prisoners also run away in a huff.

A huge boulder hit the outer wall.

The solidly built exterior wall collapsed due to the flying rocks.

“Save me!”

Even the prisoners on top fall and are crushed.

The outer wall is collapsing.

Harman looks down at the bottom of the outer wall, which has collapsed like a cliff, and then turns his gaze.

Giants are advancing in the distance. They are their own. He was holding huge boulders that took up more than half of his body.

“Oh my god…”

Did he throw them from that distance?

Moreover, what kind of power does he have to throw these huge rocks?

It’s tens to hundreds of times stronger than that of an ogre.

The gods are afraid of him. They were like a group of giants who were said to have been trapped in another dimension.

“Each one was above the level of a viscount.”

If we were to compare them to vampires, they were viscount-level monsters.

There were about 30 of them. It

was too much for Harmon to deal with.

Where on earth could such monsters have been sleeping and come out like this?

“We have to stop them.”

If Ronia is breached, nearby villages and territories will also be in danger.

If you make a mistake, even the Sword King and the Holy Emperor may have to step in.

“Shoot them with siege weapons!”

“Damn giants!”

The prisoners are shouting.

They aimed their ballistas and catapults at the giants, but they were still out of range. Even though

they fired the catapults and fired the ballista’s spikes, they did not reach them.

No, even if they hit, it was a problem.

The spikes were stuck in the Jotun’s body.

But the Jotuns He advanced without even stumbling, pulled out the spike stuck in his body, and threw it back.

“…!”

The tower that was used as a siege weapon was pierced by the spike and collapsed.

“Is Marquis Charlotte still there?”

Harman broke into a cold sweat.

Before he knew it, the undead began to enter.

The undead came in through the breached outer wall.

The first to run were the lycans.

They climbed over the outer wall.

The prisoners who saw the lycans for the first time became scared.

Unlike zombies, ghouls Because they were more agile, they were an object of fear.

“Pray…!”

They stepped back and put down the weapons they were holding. They

were still unskilled prisoners.

In order to pray, they had to put down their weapons and put their hands together and concentrate.

But there was no way the undead would give them a chance to do that.

-Haha! You stupid livestock!

-Surrender? You put down your weapons!

The half-human, half-animal monsters nimbly jump in, grab the prisoners with their hands and blow them

away. Zombies enter, squeeze in between the lycans, grab the soldiers, and bite them.

Screams ring out.

Stones keep falling from the sky. They come flying in.

“Everyone get back!”

Ellis, who came after hearing the bell, clashed her gauntleted fists.

As she ran, she smacked away the lycans coming in.

“The outer wall has collapsed again!”

At that sound, Harman, who was going down the stairs of the outer wall, turned his gaze.

One by one, the outer walls collapsed.

The undead entered through them.

They didn’t even care about the outer door.

For them, if they just took down the blocking wall, it would be the same as victory.

Just kill them. If you do this, your companions will increase. There are powerful undead and even giants, so there is no way you will lose.

“The command system is not enough.”

Harman stiffened.

His hair turned completely white.

Lord Gerald was needed, but he was locked in the prison of the mansion.

“What about the Prince? Marquis Charlotte?”

Harmon, who had been muttering in fascination, closed his mouth.

‘What a fool!’

It can’t be done by relying on those two.

Since when did you become so weak?

“Form up in formation!”

Harman shouted.

Grabbing his sword, he ran towards the collapsed outer wall and swung it.

“Block with the shield and use the spear. Lycans cannot show their power if they are gathered together!”

Hearing the screams of his men dying, Harman shouted to the unit’s maintenance until the end,

“Stop it. There are people in the city center. Stay where they are until they evacuate!”

But it can’t be easier said than done.

The Lycans howled as if trying to silence Harman’s voice.

Fear is spreading.

Confusion is increasing.

Only the screams of humans echoed on the battlefield.

– Be afraid. Humans!

-Our masters will become new humans!

-Know that it is an honor to be a sacrifice!

Lycans howl.

One of them, a particularly large one, ran fiercely towards Harman.

They slaughter prisoners in an instant and jump high.

-You are the commander!

Then he raised his fingernails and struck them down.

Harman blocked it with his sword.

The nails and the blade clashed and sparks flew.

They push their swords and claws away with each other’s strength.

-Hello. Human Paladin!

Lycan grinned.

Hearing the sarcastic tone, Harmon strained his legs and waist to the point that he broke into a cold sweat.

‘What kind of superpower…!’

Lycan, seeing Haman’s expression, grinned.

-My name is Wobel. He is the head of the Levir clan that serves Count Timon.

The sword that Harman had infused with holy power shook.

The claws gradually push away Harmon’s sword.

-You guys are destined to become sacrifices. Do not resist, but accept death!

“Sacrifice?”

When Harman asked, Lycan smiled.

-Yes, you are the sacrifices that will complete the warp gate that Count Timon spoke of!

Harmon widened his eyes.

Still, he raised the corners of his mouth with difficulty.

‘You’re such a stupid animal.’

They state their purpose easily.

This is probably why lycans can’t overcome vampires.

They talk about being proud and all, but in the end, they are just animals imitating humans.

Vampires may not be able to tell you their purpose properly, but you will still be able to know the true intentions of the vampires who invaded this place.

I think I’d like to hear you flutter your lips a little more.

‘But is that unreasonable?’

Harmon continued to break out in a cold sweat.

Lycans surpass vampires in terms of strength.

There is no way that Harman could stop them by force.

The body strengthened by holy power collapses.

Gradually, the sword was pushed back and reached Harman’s shoulder.

He frowned at the pain of his sword digging into his shoulder.

-Offer your blood and flesh to Mist Calf. Then we…!

-Pray up.

A word containing sacred power.

Lycan raised his head at that voice.

Confusion broke out among the prisoners.

The prisoners, who were barely blocking the lycans and undead with their shields, looked back with difficulty.

-We are believers who serve Him.

Bone feet step on the snow-covered ground.

He lifts the long-barreled musket and breathes into it.

-They must be newly created beings.

Some prisoners looked up at the sky with wide eyes.

Snow falls from the night sky.

It is different from heavy snow.

The pure white particles of snow slowly fell and touched my hand.

It slowly melts and becomes ‘holy water’.

“…!”

The prisoners stiffened and focused their gaze on one place.

The prisoners blocking the road to the city eventually split into left and right sides and slowly retreated.

-According to Aslan’s will….

a group armed with muskets walks out.

Between the hem of a long robe that sweeps the floor, bony bones are visible.

White light flashed from the eye sockets embedded in the skull visible through the hem of the robe surrounding the face.

-I will subdue the dead.

All the prisoners stopped moving.

They were so shocked that the Lycans even forgot to attack them.

The other undead’s entire bodies were burned by the sight of holy power falling from the sky.

One of the prisoners muttered in fascination.

“Musket… Troop?”

The skeleton mages, with Lich Nasus at the head, lined up and raised their muskets.

So bad!

They all gather in unison and trample the ground.

In a deliberate movement, the muzzles were lowered at the same time and aimed at the dead.

-My name is Nasus.

Finally, Lich raised the musket imbued with holy power high and aimed it at the dead.

-The new owner of Aslan.

The golden rune Aztalun shines from the skull between the fluttering hem of the robe.

-I will serve Allen Allpols.

A musket unit made up of lichs and skeleton mages.

They pulled the trigger in a blizzard.