Novel Full Chapter 275 : Chapter 275
Chapter 275. Ganging Up is the Truth (3)
Thanks to April defeating the Cerberus, the tide of the battle tilted decisively in favor of the Schneider Duchy.
The number of summoned undead decreased, and most of the remaining forces were concentrated on the Dead Pit facing Sanson.
Thanks to this, the battle became much more advantageous.
On the ground, that is.
“Dodge!”
“Don’t stand in front!”
The problem was the sky.
The undead created from an Elder Wyvern.
The creature was a monster like a calamity, freely gliding through the sky and spewing flames.
But the only aerial force that could deal with this creature was the magic swordsmen.
Although the mages’ magic and the Elven clan’s arrows from the ground were providing some support, they were not a great threat to the creature that flew so fast in the sky.
In the end, the magic swordsmen had to deal with it exclusively, but….
“Kraak!”
“Kailoooo!”
“Damn it, someone catch him. If he falls like that, he’ll die.”
The battle situation was not very good.
The number of magic swordsmen, which was over 50 at the beginning, gradually decreased to 40, and as the numbers dwindled, the situation worsened.
“Damn it, a living one would be better. That thing is undead, so it doesn’t even get tired, does it?”
Although the Soul Weapon was an efficient tool for its output, as long as they were living people, the magic swordsmen had their limits.
But the undead’s strength did not wane no matter how much time passed.
At this rate, defeat was certain.
And if the magic swordsmen couldn’t handle this creature, this lump of calamity would freely glide through the sky and ravage their allies on the ground.
‘I can’t let that happen.’
Riman thought logically.
If the battle continued like this, they would lose.
So, the way of battle had to be changed.
Even if the risk increased in the process, it couldn’t be helped.
‘So what I’m about to do now is a logically correct judgment.’
Having convinced himself with his logic, Riman quickly flew and charged at the creature.
“Krarararara!”
The creature fiercely spewed flames at Riman, but Riman dodged the flames by spinning in a spiral.
And then….
“Got you.”
The moment he took hold of the creature’s back, he powerfully thrust his sword in.
Puuuk!
His sword dug deep, piercing the soft flesh of the rotten corpse characteristic of an undead monster.
In fact, this had little meaning.
To the undead Elder Wyvern, this was neither painful nor itchy.
It just twisted its body as if annoyed, trying to shake off Riman who was clinging to its back.
But….
“Do you think I’ll let go?”
Riman held his sword tightly and clung on by grabbing the Elder Wyvern’s body with his other hand as well.
“Riman!”
“What are you trying to do?”
His colleagues called out to Riman, but Riman did not answer.
If there was one thing the magic swordsmen were struggling with the most while dealing with the Elder Wyvern, it was the lack of attack power.
The magic swordsmen’s attacks were hitting from time to time, but they didn’t deal much damage to this huge body.
So what was needed now was….
‘A powerful single blow.’
And Riman was a man who had that single blow.
“Ignil, Ragios, Turan, Aria.”
He activated all four elemental Soul Weapons at the same time.
And he began to merge the four different elements into one.
“Is that?”
“Is that madman at it again?”
It was a technique known to all who knew.
The technique Riman Ciera was obsessed with.
A technique that fused the four elements to extract Primordial Mana in the process and utilize that pure energy.
However, it was incomplete.
When he used it on Patrick at Arcana, it failed spectacularly, and even after countless studies and practices since then, the result had not changed.
Whenever the sound of thunder and explosions was heard from Riman Ciera’s training ground or residence, people would just say, ‘He’s at that crap again,’ and let it be.
He was now abruptly using such an incomplete technique in a real battle.
“You crazy bastard?”
“Will that even work?”
“Are you becoming like the Grand Young Master Schneider too?”
Oh, that last one was a bit harsh.
But even to the other magic swordsmen, what Riman was doing now was madness.
Still, to just use something like that in a real battle, surely….
“Wait, don’t tell me he succeeded?”
“What did you say?”
“No way? He can handle Primordial Mana?”
The magic swordsmen were shocked.
And Riman, looking at his comrades, grinned.
Even while clinging to the back of the Wyvern and being shaken around madly, and while performing the difficult task of gathering Primordial Mana, his expression was filled with confidence.
“That madman….”
“Is he a genius?”
The magic swordsmen shuddered.
They had known for a while that Riman Ciera was putting sincere effort into his research.
But still, to think that was possible….
‘Yes, Riman….’
‘You are the future of the Tower.’
His colleagues looked at Riman with pride.
And Riman….
“Hahaha. Do you think I would commit such an act without any confidence?”
The Primordial Mana grew larger and larger.
Riman painstakingly pushed that Primordial Mana through his sword into the undead’s body.
And at the moment the Primordial Mana had expanded to its limit, Riman shouted.
“I am certain. This technique will definitely….”
In the burst of light that erupted at that moment, Riman shouted.
“Fail!”
Kwaaaaaaaaaaaaang!
Ah, so you were certain that it would fail? Then this is….
“A suicide attack?”
“That madman!”
Along with a massive explosion, what the magic swordsmen saw was the undead monster falling with a third of its upper body gone without a trace, and next to it, the figure of Riman Ciera, pushing up his glasses as he fell with it.
“Keuuung…. I’ll succeed someday.”
He would die before that if someone didn’t catch him.
Fortunately, his colleagues flew over and caught the falling Riman.
And the Elder Wyvern, which no one caught….
Kuuuung!
It fell to the ground as it was.
The creature was already half-destroyed by Riman’s attack, but the impact of falling to the ground broke its neck and destroyed it once more.
Even so, it tried to get up and move, but….
“Now!”
“Explosion!”
“Lightning Boom!”
A concentrated bombardment from the mages began on the creature.
Having lost its wings and fallen to the ground, the creature was now just a giant target.
With the mages’ carpet bombing and the Elves’ spirit arrows added to it, the creature literally began to crumble.
“Hooo…. It somehow worked out.”
Riman, who let out a sigh of relief at the sight, was….
Ttaak!
“Nice going, you bastard.”
He got hit by his senior.
At that, Riman clutched his head and said.
“Don’t hit my head. The performance of my smart brain will drop.”
“A smart bastard is sitting around doing suicide attacks?”
“I did it after calculating everything logically.”
“A suicide attack?”
“That’s right. That’s why I’m perfectly fine like this, isn’t it?”
The senior who was supporting Riman flinched at his words.
‘Come to think of it….’
For someone who had self-destructed using Primordial Mana, Riman’s condition was not bad.
He had used up all his strength and couldn’t even operate his Soul Weapon, but other than that, he had no serious injuries.
How could this be?
Towards that senior, Riman pushed up his glasses and said.
“Did you think I would act recklessly without thinking, like the Double Dragon?”
“Yeah.”
Riman was hurt, but the senior didn’t care.
In fact, although Riman didn’t know it, he was treated as a pretty high-ranking weirdo within the Tower of Truth.
To that senior, Riman said.
“I made the Primordial Mana go berserk inside the Elder Wyvern’s body through the sword. I had a logical calculation that I would be fine then, you see?”
“Wait, then you… are you saying you controlled the Primordial Mana?”
“Keuuung. So what if I did? I can’t stabilize it…. It’s just that what was originally a bomb, I can now handle it like a time bomb.”
“……”
The senior was at a loss for words.
He spoke as if it were nothing, but even that was something, wasn’t it?
This genius had now somehow made the Primordial Mana, which was defined as absolutely impossible for humans to handle, move according to his will.
‘This guy, someday, maybe… he’ll actually succeed, won’t he?’
Riman Ciera.
He was definitely a talent who would be responsible for the future of the Tower of Truth.
“Hahaha. I will definitely succeed someday.”
“Yes. If it’s you, it will be possible.”
“And I will repay the 274 kicks and 462 punches I suffered from that illogical guy, the Double Dragon.”
“……”
Although he was a weird guy.
***
The tide of the battle had completely turned.
The moment the threat from the air was gone, the magic swordsmen, mages, and even the Elven warriors concentrated their firepower in one place as if there was nothing holding them back.
“Kaaaaaaak! You cowardly humans!”
The Dead Pit, taking the terrifying roars and lightning all at once, swung its whip of fire and went berserk.
But no matter how much of a demon of hell it was, it was impossible to handle this much military power alone.
The pouring magic and arrows.
And the human knights and Orcs surrounding and attacking it were also formidable.
On top of that, spirits were now occasionally appearing.
The Dead Pit burst out in frustration and said.
“You, human warrior!”
“Why do you call me in the middle of a battle?”
When Sanson answered, the Dead Pit said.
“Are you not ashamed? To let others interfere in a duel between warriors? And you still call yourself a warrior?”
At those words, Sanson nodded his head and said.
“It’s alright. I’m a knight, not a warrior.”
“……”
Doesn’t that make it even worse?
The momentarily flustered Dead Pit tried to say something, but Sanson calmly said.
“And try to think from my perspective. If you were me, would you risk your life fighting one-on-one against an opponent you could easily catch by ganging up on them?”
Where did that simple and righteous young man of the past go?
This is why, for people living in society, the color of the water upstream is very important.
At Sanson’s declaration that he would gang up on him, the other knights around him felt disappointment….
“That’s right.”
“Ganging up is the truth.”
“Tsk tsk tsk, for a bastard called a demon to be so naive.”
They did not feel it.
Because they had all been corrupted as a group.
To say it again, who is in the upstream water is very important.
What’s the use of pouring in clear and clean first-grade water?
When pitch-black ink is gushing out from the uppermost source….
“You evil and vile bastards!”
And so, the Dead Pit left a final curse and began to be brutally beaten.
A mere prison guard demon who only whipped prisoners in hell could not stand against the great demon of the middle world and his subordinates.