“Hunt down the dragon.”
“Catch that bastard!”
Soldiers and Undead swarmed forward. Despite losing one of its wings, the Black Imoogi totted as it fought fiercely. When its eyes flashed viciously, the Human Soldiers froze and were prickled with gooseflesh, rendering them unable to fight.
However, it didn’t work on the Undead. Doom Knights sliced wildly at the scales, and arrows and magic flew in without giving the Imoogi a chance to use recovery magic.
The Dark Knights and Doom Knights came at it like a swarm of gnats, dealing damage little by little to the Black Imoogi.
* * *
Weed, Bingryong, the Phoenixes, and the savages descended the rocky mountain.
“Strike the undead first!” Weed targeted the Undead at the outskirts. “Hunt the undead far away from Balkan.”
The barbarians shot arrows at the Ghouls and Zombies. Filled with the power of the Lekiye Tribe Shamans, Undead who were hit with the arrows burst into flames or froze.
“Completely obliterate them so they can’t regenerate!”
Weed was completely eliminating the Undead little by little. He fought with the Vejague Tribe’s Warriors in places where Bingryong and the Phoenixes trampled and passed. He cleaved through vital points with his Sculpting Blade and completely destroyed them so they couldn’t revive.
He even acquired japtem. It was the most definite sign of the Undead being destroyed!
Bingryong went in first, trampling and tearing, and the Undead melted as the Phoenixes spewed flames. Flames were second best for facing Undead, next to holy magic! The Phoenixes’ fire even had a slight purification effect, so average skeletons, Ghouls, and Zombies were dead meat.
MOOOOOOO!
Yellowy was also fighting hard around Bingryong. He had an admirable desire to earn money for the sake of buying hay to feed his calves, when the time came, and to build a cowshed to stave off the rain!
However, he didn’t approach the area around the Phoenixes. There were a few fatty slabs hanging from his muscular, robust body. Yellowy avoided roasting his rib eye, shank, and prime ribs!
Weed was easily able to slice the weakened Undead at the outskirts of the fortress. The main force of high-leveled Undead were inside the fortress, so it wasn’t so difficult.
“The size of both sides has really fallen a lot.”
There had been over 10 thousand Undead and more than 20 thousand Embinyu Church troops. However, the remaining power of both sides was weakened to about 2,000 each.
The soldiers had been melted away by the Black Imoogi or eaten by the King Hydra! There was also huge losses from fighting between the two enormous armies.
It could make you realize how cutthroat the war was.
His contribution would be much less when he completed the quest, but he was forced to accept the loss!
Over the collapsed wall, the Undead and Embinyu Soldiers were fighting as they raised a turmoil. The King Hydra, Black Imoogi, Balkan, and Feylord were fighting a fierce battle there.
“Let’s enter the fortress and sweep up the remnants!”
Weakened enemies!
Even so, Weed and the savages couldn’t guarantee victory over any of the groups. Balkan would be as tough as ever, and the King Hydra was violent. The Embinyu Church was still hostile towards them, and the Black Imoogi was fighting so well that you had to see it to believe it.
There was no rule saying it couldn’t be a life where shrimp were crushed in a fight amongst whales.
Weed shouted vigorously, but the savages just hesitated.
“It’s dangerous inside.”
“It’s better if we don’t enter.”
Perhaps because they felt very uneasy, the savages stepped back. However…
“We must capture the fortress. If you retreat here, you will have to live as pawns of the Embinyu Church forever. Alliance of the Deliverer, let us fight courageously!”
At Weed’s Lion’s Roar, the savages gained the will to fight again.
But Bingryong, the Phoenixes, and Yellowy were also shrinking back.
“Master.”
“I don’t think we really need to go in.”
The Sculptured Lifeforms’ disobedience!
Even if Weed were to use violence, this problem would persist. No matter how much they were hit, they did not want to enter the dangerous fortress. Yellowy had already eaten more than one sack of japtem! Like a peace-loving cow, he did not want to fight anymore.
Weed nodded. “I understand your position as well. I was not considerate enough. I am really sorry.”
A frank self-reflection and apology! These were things shouldn’t come from Weed.
Weed, the man who always forced and insisted, bowed his head to his subordinates. “Forgive me. And forget about me.”
“Master?”
“This will be the last time you see me. I will fight bravely with the alliance tribes and meet my end… Remember that and forget about me now.”
“Master!”
“Forget about me and go to a safe place to rest comfortably and live well. I am especially burdened with deep regret because I won’t be able to treat you well to the very end, Yellowy.”
UMMOOOOOOH!
“Eat plenty of good grass and father many little cows. Even if you don’t have money, you absolutely must not take any loans.”
MOOOOOO!
At the words similar to a will, the highly sensitive Yellowy cried big tears.
“I’m sorry I just caused you to suffer without doing anything for you. The atmosphere will get weird if the parting is too long, so I’ll go now. Live well.”
And then Weed turned and walked away. However, his pace wasn’t fast at all. He gave the sculptured lifeforms plenty of space to follow him. He deliberately hunched his shoulders and his head hung low to the ground.
“Master, let’s go together.”
Bingryong flew towards the fortress, followed by the Phoenixes.
Yellowy furrowed the ground with his hind leg and positioned himself to charge.
The Sculptured Lifeforms were ready for battle!