[V49C06] The Sorcerer of Darkness (part 4)
“Charge! There will be no retreat.”
Despite a moment’s hesitation, the members of the shock troops, each one of them a top-notch user of the Hermes Guild chosen through a fastidious selection process, continued to advance towards the Fortress of Bones while protecting Bard Ray.
“Guard yourselves against the approaching monsters… and don’t take your eyes off those Bone Dragons, even for a second!”
“Warriors, raise your s.h.i.+elds and prepare to block the Bone Dragon’s’ Breath attacks.”
“Focus on just pa.s.sing through the undead: our target is Bar Khan. Everyone charge towards him!”
The shock troops of the Hermes Guild consisted of some of the very top-ranking users of the entire Versailles Continent. They were using highly advanced skills that ordinary users had never seen before, including even the ultimate Secret Sword Skills, to penetrate the ranks of the undead army. They were displaying an incredible efficiency in breaking through the horde, as they were well aware of the fact that slowing down for just a second would put them into a disadvantageous position.
“People in front, go faster!”
“13th Squad, stay back and stop the undead coming from behind.”
As soon as the shock troops reached the Fortress of Bones, they began to climb. The mountain-high structure was growing even taller as time pa.s.sed.
“I am Wilhelm, the knight of death-“
“Out of my way, I’m busy!”
They pushed aside the attacking Death Knights and Dullahans, making them fall to the ground.
– Such insolent humans! You dare to step forth to commit an eternal sin?!
The Bone Dragons flashed by them, sending gusts of wind with their wings. The Hermes Guild users kept pus.h.i.+ng forward, even while being attacked. Some brave users climbed onto the backs of the Bone Dragons and struck them. To become top-cla.s.s rankers, they had conquered countless dungeons and hunting grounds; they understood the importance of the task entrusted to them, and knowing that hundreds of millions of people were watching the battle through broadcast, they did not hold back.
“The order of Doom Knights is in sight.”
“And there are… more than a hundred of them!”
“That’s no reason to fear. Just pierce through!”
Except for the Elite Guards escorting Bard Ray, the rest of the shock troops rushed forward and started fighting against the Doom Knights. As they approached closer, the power of their attack skills diminished drastically, suppressed by the terrifying aura emanating from Bar Khan.
“Break them! It doesn’t matter if they revive again, just focus on clearing a path!”
Hand-to-hand combat with the Doom Knights, in the Fortress of Bones, filled with a chilling fog and the wailing cries of lost souls!
– Pathetic humans. I can feel your fragile flesh wriggle in pain!
The Doom Knights standing closer to Bar Khan’s Death Aura were exhibiting remarkable abilities in battle. Each Doom Knight’s power could in itself match that of a boss-level monster.
“Arrgh!… so strong [1] …”
“These things won’t die even when I cut them down! Just striking them hardly does any damage, We need to do something! ”
Casualties were rising as people fell victim to the undead, and many users were falling off from the Fortress of Bones in succession.
“We don’t have time! Keep pus.h.i.+ng forward.”
The shock troops were in a rush, fearful of Bar Khan’s curses that could be cast upon them at any moment. Now that they had climbed onto the Fortress of Bones, getting hit by curses at such a close range could well result in their total annihilation. There was a limit to the range which the Doom Knights could cover, so the Hermes Guild users jumped right over them or made a detour. They knew that it would cause the main force of the guild to suffer quite a large loss of life, but for now they just pa.s.sed them by.
When the distance between them and Bar Khan was down to about 50 meters, another group of Doom Knights blocked their path.
– Protect the Master of Immortality.
From the sky they could see more than three Bone Dragons flying towards them; it was hard to find even one of such high-rank undead monsters in the Versailles Continent, yet this battlefield was full of them.
“We need to get closer.”
“There’s not enough time. Just start here!”
A group of users began to break away from the rest of the shock troops while taking out some objects. Their task was to distract the undead with the holy relics from various religious orders.
“The War Hammer of Valhalla!”
“Behold the holy relic of the Church of Freya!”
“The s.h.i.+eld of Lugh over here!”
From the Fortress of Bones, the users holding the holy relics dashed out in all directions.
“Those humans are giving off such an abominable trail…”
– Do not let them escape! Kill them all!
Naturally, the hostility of the Doom Knights and the Bone Dragons immediately turned towards them. Vehement fury, and a thirst for revenge; as Divine power was their natural enemy, they scattered like diverging wind, leaving Bard Ray and his Elite Guards.
Bard Ray and the central units of the shock troops penetrated the thin wall of Doom Knights and approached Bar Khan.
“It’s over, Bar Khan!”
Eager to make an impressive scene, Bard Ray instinctively drew out the Holy Sword of Lugh and pointed it towards Bar Khan in an imposing manner: while he was surrounded by reliable supporting troops, he intended to make himself look heroic just for a short instance before the actual battle began.
Bar Khan did not blast his magic spells straight away; instead, he opened his mouth and spoke, as if to compliment him.
”Human. You have exceeded my expectations by coming this far. However… you are still too weak to face me directly.”
Bard Ray retorted, “Nonsense. My strength is more than enough to defeat you.”
“Such insane and useless confidence, coming from a being confined in weak human flesh. Then, do you dare to come at me all by yourself?”
For a second, everyone sensed a strange turn of atmosphere.
Every viewer watching the broadcast at this moment was antic.i.p.ating the one-on-one showdown between Bard Ray and Bar Khan: a b.l.o.o.d.y battle of the great Emperor against the lich, taking place in the mighty Fortress of Bones! Even the users of the Hermes Guild were looking expectant, wondering if Bard Ray could really put down Bar Khan alone.
‘This wasn’t part of the plan, but what if…?’
‘What’s this? Is he going to have a duel, right now?’
On the other hand, Bard Ray was breaking out in a cold sweat. His plan was to defeat Bar Khan together with everyone and win more fame using that accomplishment, but a one-on-one fight against the Arch-Lich? Things were getting out of hand.
‘If I lose the duel against Bar Khan now, it would completely shatter my pride, even if we manage to destroy him afterwards.’
It was humiliating, but Bard Ray reached a cool-headed decision and ordered his troops to attack.
“Our opponent is a Necromancer, he is just trying to buy some time with a dirty trick. Get rid of him immediately before he uses any foul magic or raises more undead!”
The priests prepared themselves for the battle, chanting incantations for a spell of sacrifice that had been planned in advance. It was a miracle that enabled them to possess the Divine force ten times stronger than normal for a short time, in return for giving up a portion of their level and stats.
“Go!”
“Strike him all at once!”
Bard Ray and two hundred users of the shock troops spread out, attacking Bar Khan simultaneously. There was a feast of splendid attack skills that had never been revealed to the world until this moment.
“Foolish humans. I see you refuse to believe in the power of immortality!”
Bar Khan blocked the attacks by summoning a pitch black barrier. All the flashy weapons and skills were ruthlessly blasted upon Bar Khan and his surroundings, causing an intense shock wave that made the Fortress of Bones tremble and even partially collapse. Due to the continuous supply of life force and mana from his undead legion, Bar Khan did not fall easily even when he suffered some amount of damage.
“The endless despair. I will show you what lies beyond that cannot be fathomed by your pitiful human mind!”
Bar Khan began to cast a spell of Black Magic.
“Now!”
At that same second, Bard Ray teleported a short distance using the power of a divine weapon.
He had not had much time to prepare for the battle against Bar Khan, but he had done his research: an incredible amount of life force, absolute magical power and an endless horde of undead protecting him; an opportunity to damage him directly through all these would not present itself often, but there was a hint.
‘I need to put the holy sword through Bar Khan’s body, to weaken his magical power.’
Just at the moment he was about to use Black magic, when he was most vulnerable-
“Transcending Strike!”
The priests focused their force onto Bar Khan in unison. Blinding white lights of divine power struck the barrier of darkness and seeped into the body of the Arch-Lich. Bar Khan was standing his ground, not even flinching, but Bard Ray appeared right behind him by teleportation.
“This is the end.”
Stab!
He drove the Holy Sword of Lugh deep into the back of Bar Khan.
“Yes, that did it!”
“We defeated Bar Khan!”
All the users of the Hermes Guild shouted in excitement, not to mention the entire shock troops. To a monster such as a lich, a holy sword was a nemesis. In the past, Weed had also defeated Bar Khan once using the same Holy Sword of Lugh.
‘Even if he doesn’t get killed by this, he’ll still be crippled. We can win in an all-out a.s.sault.’
They had revised this plan and rehea.r.s.ed it several times, but this was the best outcome possible — such rash action, that wouldn’t even have been imaginable if it had been Weed, who was so cautious that he would tap on the floor of an elevator before stepping into it. [2]
Bar Khan rattled his jawbone, the Holy Sword of Lugh still stuck in his chest.
“Kehehe. You all are nothing but offerings to darkness. I hereby sacrifice my body to summon the deep void upon this land… everything in existence shall perish.”
The ultimate skill of a Necromancer that used up all of their remaining life force and mana: the Great Extinction.
Guuuoooooohh…
Bar Khan’s body broke apart and crumbled into dust. A dark red speck appeared where he had been and started to spread rapidly. The spell of Great Extinction was swelling in power as it integrated every living creature and undead that was caught in the range of destruction: an ultimate explosion spell that pulverized even the Fortress of Bones in its entirety.
Having felt a sudden inkling of danger, Bard Ray had fled to Valkis Castle, using the ‘Absolute Protection’ skill sealed in his magic cloak and the ‘Solar Movement’ from his boots.
< A tremendous amount of damage!
You have suffered a critical loss of life force by a spell of irresistible power.
1,203,933 points of life force have been lost.
Due to the grave injuries, you are temporarily unable to engage in battle.>
Even with his quick reflexes, he had still lost over a million points of life force. Even so, he had escaped death thanks to the several blessings, protection spells and life force enhancements that had been put on him before the fight by the spell of sacrifice that the priests had cast.
Among the shock troops and the other Hermes Guild users who had been in the neighboring areas, those who had not managed to escape on time were all ma.s.sacred.
Shortly afterwards, on the spot where Bar Khan had been standing, a bottomless crater became visible, with a radius of several hundred kilometers; it was a testament to the power of the Great Extinction spell, capable of warping even the terrain itself.
The users of the Hermes Guild were dumbfounded for a moment by this intensity of magic that they had never experienced before, but soon they came to themselves.
“We… We won…!”
“We’ve defeated Bar Khan!”
“Hooray!!”
“Bard Ray-nim did it!”
Bard Ray himself did not have much stamina and life force left, but he stood on the rampart and raised his fist high, savoring the moment of bliss.
– I have subdued Bar Khan, with my own hands!
In response to Bard Ray’s Great Roar, the Hermes Guild users let out shouts of victory. There were still more than half of the Immortal Legion left, but n.o.body cared about them: once Bar Khan had disappeared with a last mighty bang, those remaining undead forces were nothing that they could not handle easily. Bard Ray continued his Great Roar without caring about his fatigued state.
“After vanquis.h.i.+ng all the remaining undead, we will celebrate for three days and nights! Valkis Castle shall be ordained as the sacred ground upon which we have defeated Bar Khan and the Immortal Legion!”
“Long live the Hermes Guild!”
The morale of the users who had gathered for the battle against Bar Khan was now through the roof with the pride they felt after stopping such a mighty enemy. They would be victorious, and would celebrate their victory with the people, just like the Arpen Kingdom. The Hermes Guild users were swelling in self-confidence, and just as they were about to relieve their tension…
– There seems to be no end to your foolishness, humans.
Bar Khan’s eerie voice reverberated throughout the battlefield.
Startled, Bard Ray and the other users of the guild looked around for the source of the sound.
Bar Khan was standing unscathed in the middle of his Immortal Legion, escorted by the undead. He didn’t even have the Holy Sword of Lugh stuck in his chest.
“How…?!”
“Bar Khan is still alive!”
“But he died, completely, just now! Why is he…?”
Bar Khan had already put a new spell of immortality upon himself: the terrifying reality was that he could be revived no less than five times, unless the vessel sealing his life was destroyed. In the meantime, the users who had just died in the explosion had also been raised as Doom Knights or Death Knights by the Dark Rule.
Bar Khan’s voice was clearly heard by everyone.
– Go to sleep now. The nightmare will never end.
***
The Battle of Kalice Castle!
A clash between the Hermes Guild and the Immortal Legion — n.o.body could have predicted that it would devolve into a b.l.o.o.d.y fight that would drag on for 35 hours.
“What, they are still fighting?!”
“Yeah… it just doesn’t end.”
“Are they even planning to wrap it up within today?”
“Dunno. Bar Khan still has two more resurrections to go.”
The users who had come near Kalice Castle to watch the fight got tired first and left the scene. Even the broadcasting stations — after having continued the live coverage for some time, given the magnitude of the battle — decided that they could not carry on any longer with all of their cast and crew exhausted and returned to their normal schedules.
During the course of killing Bar Khan five times, the Hermes Guild suffered tremendous losses.
The paladins and the priests had been eradicated without a single survivor, having used their last spell of sacrifice, and more than 80 percent of the high-level users that had joined the battle had perished as well.
In the end, they eventually managed to defeat Bar Khan for good through a final coordinated attack, but the remaining Hermes Guild members collapsed onto the ground rather than enjoying the moment of victory.
“Uggh… I just want to lie down for a bit.”
“It’s been a horrible, horrible fight.”
“The undead are the worst. Their stench, and their ridiculous amount of life force… I’m not fighting them again. Ever.”
“Well, Weed is a Necromancer. You might have to.”
“Dude! Don’t even say such things.”
The surviving users sprawled onto the ruins of Kalice Castle that had been completely destroyed. Bard Ray himself had narrowly escaped death several times, and as Bar Khan had focused his attacks on him, there were especially few survivors among the Elite Guards.
< Battle Achievements!
You have successfully subdued Bar Khan Demoph and led a ma.s.sive historic war to victory.
The fame of every user that had joined the battle will increase by 12,790 points.
All stats will increase by 6.
Your relations.h.i.+p with the religious orders that had joined the battle will become friendly. You have earned a large number of contribution points.
The Blessing of Battali, the G.o.d of War will be in effect for a week!>
They had earned fame in battle and some improvements in stats through a great achievement, but these rewards did not interest them much; in fact, at this moment it didn’t feel much like a victory at all to the users, who had been through such a gruesome and desperate fight.
“What’s this? That’s all for the loot?!”
Bong-dal, the ranker who had dealt the final blow on Bar Khan, cried out in anger as well.
The top-cla.s.s boss monster that threatened to turn the course of history itself!
One of the enjoyable benefits of hunting such a monster was the great booty it left behind…
< You have obtained two sheets of white elephant skin.>
< You have obtained a colorful deerskin. >
< You have obtained a sparkling pebble.>
< You have obtained 61 silvers.>
However, all they had found in the remains of Bar Khan were a couple of sheets of animal skin, a pebble and a small amount of silvers.
“Is this for real? Somebody tell me this is all a lie…”
Considering the fact that the mages usually possessed enchanted weapons or treasures of tremendous value, this was such a stark contrast, a shocking discovery. Bar Khan’s belongings were worth even less than the objects dropped by Death Knights or Doom Knights when they were killed.
The truth was, ever since his resurrection, Bar Khan had been penniless, having lost all his valuable items to Weed.
“Noooooooooo!!!!”
This had been a battle that involved the entire main force of the Hermes Guild, and yet the spoils were not even enough to compensate for the payroll costs.
Worst still, terrible news had been delivered by the Second Legion.
Notes from the translator
[1]From the original text it is not clear if this line means “my strength is reduced (by curse)” or “their (the Doom Knights’) strength is so great”, because in Korean it was just written as “…the strength is…” I didn’t think it would affect the entire story much so I just decided to stick to one interpretation.
[2]This expression is a parody of a famous Korean adage that translates into something like, “tap on the stone bridge before crossing it”, which basically means “look before you leap”.