That night, Lee Hyun’s evening started as usual.
Homemade spicy sweet-and-sour pork.
At other times, due to it taking a good amount of time to cook, it was difficult to prepare.
“It takes in too much oil so I can't cook this often.”
Frying dishes annoyingly uses a lot of oil. At home, they wastefully consume the oil, making it harder for him to make.
Even to the miser Lee Hyun, it was already barely tolerable that he had to use it; he too, did not recycle it.
“If it’s deficient to my sister, then it’s no good.”
Although it was just something as simple as boiling food to eat, he tried to make his best sweet-and-sour pork for the sake of his younger sibling.
Then after dinner, Lee Hyun accessed the homepage of the Dark Gamer Union website.
-Buying Jackal Sword.
-Buying Golden Candle Stick. Need it immediately for the ‘Rural Wolf’ quest; please email me.
-Looking for group to hunt with. Still nubby but better than the rest. Level 312. Occupation hand combat series.
Today too, many articles were posted.
Lee Hyun looked at the item pricing.
“Have plenty of time now to properly spend them.”
Anyway, he was not able to log in during the next 24 hours.
Lee Hyun couldn’t hang on and also lost the second life he was given.
***
Palrangka Conflict was literally the gateway to death.
Endless ranks of enemies.
While battling the Drake and its ever climbing heights, he was able to catch a glimpse of the entire field of enemies.
The Orcs he encountered in the past were led by leader so they have never gone to war; but the number here surpasses the current number and was waging war with the others.
The matter in the sky was also similar, with giant Monsters that resembles dragonflies flew in.
He was about to have control of the Drake, but it was not possible to escape the area. It was due to the fact that even the aerial Monsters were waging war amongst themselves.
Monsters’ relationship was often no good in the first place; from things such as being one another's natural predator, or be it over territories; they fought.
Weed was aboard the Drake so he was locked into such a fight. And unfortunately, he did not last long within the battle due to the wounds.
He fell out of the sky, and the bones of the Skeleton Knight got smashed and scattered due to the huge impact of the fall.
It was a large loss of vitality and combat ability.
His aim was to hunt the Drake, but other vengeful Drakes kept harassing him with their fire breaths.
Looking toward the sky, his sword wielding actions moments ago seemed meaningless.
It seems as though with just one hit, the Drakes became wary and never even descended near the ground again.
Weed changed his objective and blew a whistle loudly.
Hwiiiiiiik!
If it was a trained steed, it would return from anywhere once having heard the whistle.
“……”
He waited for the figure of the white horse to breakthrough the hoard of Monsters for him to hop on.
But over time, there was no response.
The Princess had died, and the white horse was also already dead.
There was no way out for about 10 Kilometer radius.
“The skull rider that escorted Princess Remy.”
“The ugly culprit incited the Princess with his insidious words and tried to escape! By the honor of the Templar of Bromba Kingdom, cut him!”
“Charge him. Charge!”
The powers of the Templar Knights rose to an outrageous degree.
Whether it was Monsters or magic, they just went on and slashed away at them.
Once recuperated from his loss of words, Weed was unable to escape, and all the paths converged to a single passageway: to fight and win.
His bones were badly cracked and broken because of the fall from the air, and although his vitality somewhat lingers, it was dissipitating as time passes. Weed calmly stood in one place, and he roughly estimated the number of the Knights belonging to Bromba Kingdom.
Weed’s skull ophthalmic optics flashed.
‘Sword. The Knights, has to be the sword, huh. At least levels of 270 or more. While providing defense against arrows and throwing weapons, I think it can restore wounds using divine powers too.’
It was just a feeling, he couldn’t have truly know.
He was observing the scene of the Knights fighting against other Monsters, and he identified the information of the weapon via that method.
He contemplated with his broad perspective over the entire battlefield.
In this massive Palrangka Conflict, he had to learn of the exact location of good swords and armors in order to seize them.
‘But for now, it’s too much of a fight to face them head on.’
Even if he had a great and tough body, the weapons with Holy powers caused the Undead him to be uneasy.
He had been revived thanks to the Power to Deny Death, but along with the advantages of being an Undead, he was at risk with several weaknesses.
Weed picked up a stone in his immediate vicinity and threw it in between the Cyclops.
“Kyaohoh!”
“Kuwaahahang!”
They treated the stone as an annoying insect and yelled loudly, they picked up a collection of rocks and hurled them as hard as they could.
BAAAAAAAMM!
Few feet away from Weed’s location, he could feel the earth trembled whenever each of them landed.
“Kill!”
“Knights of Bromba Kingdom do not know the meaning of defeat!”
The Templar rushed off at the forefront, while Weed rushed off to catch up to the Cyclops.
“H, hu, humans.”
“Bad tasting humans!”
“Cheeky bastards.”
The Cyclops changed their positioning, and threw rocks towards the Templar.
Clearly in Weed’s eyes, the Templar who were struck by the rocks suffered enormous damage.
The charging Templar, regular infantry troops, or even the Knights trying to defend their position, the rocks weren’t something they could stop. But unlike those of arrow, the thrown weapons had relatively weak range.
And arrows could even pierce through the cracks in the helmet; speaking bluntly, it will kill.
In contrast, the huge stones thrown by the Cyclops toward the Knights not only hit; but when they lands, it shattered and dispersed, causing tremendous damages in the immediate vicinity to occur all at the same time.
However, the flags of the Bromba Kingdom continued to rise to further heights within the Templar grasp.
“Wipe them all out!”
“For the glory of the Kingdom!”
Like moths drawn to the flames, to protect their honor as well as their pride, they bravely jumped onto the giants who were 10 times their size.
Making use of the number one assault of the Knights; ridden on their galloping horses, they charged furiously with their lances tightly within their grasps.
“Keoeoeoeo!”
The Cyclops fell from their wounded feet.
The Knights with their plunging lances and their cutting sword attacked the Cyclops.
The remaining Cyclops brandished their wielded rocks as if they were clubs in resistance. Horses got struck and collapsed at once…there wasn’t a melee battle like this one.
‘Now, opportunity.’
Weed hopped on the Cyclops back and dealt with any charging Knight.
Surprisingly it was too easy for him to avoid the Cyclops’ rocks.
Not only did having just one eye lowering their accuracy, there also were plenty of blind spots.
For throwing, they simply lift a rock over their heads. Then looked to their predetermined trajectory to throw; the forewarning makes it not impossible to dodge.
Because of the risks of being crushed coming from the dropping airborne stones, his hamstrings were prohibited from yielding!
“I’m Bromba Kingdom Silver Knight…”
“Me, Skeleton Knight Weed.”
Weed made a short greeting, then he and the Knight clashed for the victory.
Only very short time gaps in between the Cyclops rock throwing that they had the time to duel.
The moment he subdued the Knight, the others came over to help out; but by throwing his body in the apertures of the pouring rocks, he escaped.