Volume 11: The Cursed Hammer Witch Chapter 19: Border Confrontation
"Did you see that? Those plague beasts?"
"...Beast?"
The sound in the magic net paused slightly.
"If you mean the army that has floated down the river and built a platform outside to confront us is called beasts, then I think the dark elves I fought before are probably nothing more than a group of maggots."
“…”
What the hell are these things? Can those things be used to build proper military formations and fortifications?
Listening to the sarcastic remarks from the other side, the Dragon Slayer was also slightly stunned.
Even if the dragon's report was delayed, it was only a dozen minutes, right? How could those monsters run down the river so early? Isn't this speed a bit magical?
"It's magic."
The ruler of the three frontier passes, one of the four second-level magic awakenings in the empire, whose strength is steadily ascending to the sainthood, and who is even likely to be on the list of the empire's top ten warriors, the eight-armed swordsman said in a strange voice. He looked as if he had seen a very strange scene, and even his voice was a little confused.
"They infected a group of teleportation mages and teleported the plague monsters directly to the gate. I didn't even have time to do the city defense work. But these monsters didn't take advantage of that good opportunity to attack our army. Instead, they ran directly outside, used their bodies and magic power to cut down trees and create soil, and built a simple city in front of our fortress. It seems that they intend to directly use two cities to rub against us..."
“……???”
Is this wise or unwise?
What on earth are you guys trying to do? Are you going to fight or something? If you can teleport to the gate, wouldn't it be possible to catch them off guard in an instant if you try hard?
Listening to the report from the other side, even the Dragon Slayer fell into a state of confusion. Theoretically, these monsters do have a certain degree of intelligence. They are constantly marching around, expanding territories and armies, accommodating and plundering war zones, and turning them into their own armies.
Even judging by the remaining surveillance footage of the Dragon Slayer, those monsters are still roaming outside, constantly pulling out various intelligent creatures from the forest, underground, or some other messy places to fill their army. Even the Dragon Slayer himself is curious about where these monsters got so many people from, and I believe this is much more accurate than any census. This inexplicable plague can even call out those dwarves who have been hiding for who knows how many years from the distant mountains. The Dragon Slayer saw with his own eyes those bearded dwarves waving their weapons and walking in the team with a fanatical look on their faces.
This is no longer a question of plague and wisdom. What lies before the border province is a natural disaster that cannot be beaten or scolded, and no one knows how to deal with it. There are even many things that are beyond common sense. At least from the perspective of the Dragon Slayer, who is more than 300 years old, he really doesn't know what happened here. And considering the sudden palm, this loyal elf believes that now is not the time for internal fighting.
Although the Empire advocates internal fighting and is good at it, and the blood sacrifices during internal fighting are ten or a hundred times better than usual, now is really not the time to talk about internal fighting. If they continue like this, everyone will probably die here.
"Listen carefully, listen to me, this plague actually has an owner."
The Dragon Slayer licked his lips and said to the commander of the three border passes:
"Their master seems to be a monster that attacked from the sky. I'm not sure if there are such monsters in other meteorites, but what is certain is that the plague here has a master. That person's interference ability is even stronger than these monsters combined, and can even pass through the magic network-"
"Are you talking about a guy wearing a white robe, carrying a burning cross on his back, with white light in his pupils, and looking like he's in pain all over, like the embodiment of blasphemy? If you're saying that thing is the mastermind behind this, then I just saw him, um, five minutes ago, and he told us a bunch of nonsense, and I don't know what he's doing..."
"What did he say?"
"He said something very difficult to understand. To be precise, I knew he was talking, but I didn't know what he was saying. He said he was going to go offline and sleep. A natural person should have a good sleep, and we definitely can't defeat his plague army, so he suggested that we commit suicide quickly to avoid wasting his time. After saying this, he disappeared. I saw one of your dragons seemed to be in it, but it was quickly burned. Your people didn't seem to play a big role. If he hadn't gone crazy for some reason, the three border passes might have fallen directly."
“…”
There is no way to refute it.
Especially to a down-to-earth man like the Eight-Armed Sword Saint, the old elf's expression was gloomy and uncertain, but he did not leave any room for rebuttal.
Although he once served under the Magic Emperor, he was an old minister of the previous dynasty after all, and it was reasonable for the emperors to have concerns. His political status in the entire empire was very delicate. Although the magic power of the second awakening was extremely rare on the entire planet, it still could not resist the emperor's suspicion. It was a great honor for him to be able to control the entire dragon army, but the whole army was wiped out within 20 minutes of leaving the house. This was undoubtedly his dereliction of duty.
It should be made up no matter what, the elf thought secretly.
"The Plague Legion has changed again. He seems to be very keen on holding some kind of religious ceremony. He keeps roasting men and women loyal to the empire in his city . Now I can see the flames outside with my naked eyes. He is really a cruel and tyrannical monster. It would be great if these people could be sacrificed in blood."
"No, according to observation, this monster can also perform blood sacrifices, but it seems to be different from our normal process. He seems to have mastered some unique blood sacrifice power."
"……ah."
"What's going on? Why is it so strange over there?"
"They just completely stopped."
Looking at the Plague Legion gradually shrinking outside the city wall, the Eight-Armed Sword Master said to the magic net in his mind:
"Now they are completely in, uh, stasis. They simply created a big city and then slept in it. They are really sleeping. My observers told me that they saw people sleeping on simple beds or just lying on the ground."
"……What did you say?"
"Well, uh, I mean, they seem a little tired and are sleeping..."
"????"
