Damn Necromancer
Chapter 441
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"Elaudia."
Despite Kim Minwoo's low call, the massive blue water dragon gave no answer.
Her clear pupils, which once shone with pride and wisdom, were terribly polluted as if swallowed whole by the muddy currents of the abyss.
From her wide-open maw, only the ferocious snorts of a beast that had lost its reason and a blind murderous intent directed solely at the Dragon Lord spewed out.
Jijijik―!
Kwaaaang!
Behind Elaudia's back, the empty air split in the shape of a cross, and massive blood-red portals opened their mouths consecutively.
― Kuoooooo!
Massive shadows dripping with the pitch-black energy of the Outer God poured out like a waterfall.
The legendary heroes who had defended the dragons' city, Claudia, in the past.
The Impregnable Fortress Granit, said to possess absolutely impenetrable scales.
The Ancient Dragon of Greed Aureon, who swallows everything.
The Execution Dragon Shrike, who wields a chilling scythe of execution.
And descending covering the sky at the very back of them, the 20,000-year-old giant red dragon.
Even the Minister of War, Linax.
The benefactors who had willingly thrown their lives to let them escape from the falling golden city in the past stood as monsters swallowed by the spell of the Outer God without finding rest.
"……."
The corners of Kim Minwoo's mouth set coldly.
The relaxed smile he always wore on his lips disappeared without a trace. Instead, a pitch-black murderous intent began to spew from that place.
"Ha. I feel really like shit."
Seeing Linax, Kim Minwoo clicked his tongue.
"Playing with corpses is my major. What kind of plagiarism is this."
Linax.
A giant red dragon who had lived for 20,000 years and the Minister of War of the Dragon Nation. He was the administrator in charge of the northern capital Claudia, and also Elaudia's biological father.
The Age of Dragons, when the madness of the corrupted Dragon Lord Arcaia swallowed the world. The last pride that did not kneel until the end and raised the banner of resistance.
He was also the very first dragon Kim Minwoo's party faced when they fell into the past.
Linax, seeing through at a glance that they were foreigners who flowed in from the future, did not hesitate to call his daughter Elaudia forward. And he ordered her to teach them the mystery of compression, the only key to stand against the Outer God.
Passing on knowledge to existences of the future who shouldn't be there. That was twisting causality itself.
The price was harsh.
For he was the very first among the resisters to enter eternal sleep. And as if that wasn't enough, the physical body of the 20,000-year-old giant dragon was dragged into Arcaia's grasp even before the corpse went cold.
Extorted whole by the Lord who coveted life force.
That very Linax.
Stood before Kim Minwoo's eyes in the pathetic state of an undead, neither dead nor alive.
The situation of the other dragons was not good either.
It was just that they weren't undead, but their destiny of being caught by the Outer God was the same.
Kim Minwoo's red-tinged demonic eye scanned the dark red spell of the Outer God ensnaring the Ancient Dragons' entire bodies. A malicious curse that dug deep into the depths of their souls.
All of that was crushing their egos and forcing them to act as puppets.
'This damn spell of the Outer God…… can I tear it and unravel it with my power?'
Kim Minwoo, who narrowed his eyes for a moment, dropped Hell Rhapsody to the floor with a tuk.
"Well, I guess I have to try first."
Seueuk.
Kim Minwoo's hands headed to his neck, wrists, and ankles where the blood-red iron shackles were securely fastened.
The shackles of a mortal he had forcibly worn to deceive the system's observation in order to infiltrate the Ascension Ritual.
The Restraints of Tartarus.
"It was a bit suffocating, you see."
Udeudeudeuk!
Kkang―!
The moment Kim Minwoo tore off the restraints with his bare hands. The overwhelming mass and magic power of the dead of a Higher God, which had been suppressed inside the shell of a mortal, exploded.
Ttiring―!
[The Restraints of Tartarus have been destroyed!]
[The system re-recognizes your essence!]
[The sealed divine status is perfectly released!]
Kuaaaaaang―!
The aura of death that suppressed the murderous intent of the Dragon Legion covering the entire Eastern Witch Coven in a single breath flowed back like a waterfall.
"Oh my god …… That's the magic power of a mortal?"
The witches, who were barely maintaining the defensive barrier, gasped for breath, unable to hide their astonishment.
And that aftermath was transmitted intact to the four Legion Commanders directly connected through the magic power neural network spewed by the Maestro of the Underworld.
― Keuhahahak! Finally, the Master's power has returned intact! My power too!
Vulcan roared ferociously while spewing hellfire from his entire body. As the Lord regained the perfect status of a Higher God, the limiters on the stats and momentum of Cedric, Merhen, Vulcan, and Olivia were also smashed, blowing them up explosively.
The space around them could not endure and distorted like a haze.
"Play with them."
Readjusting his grip on Hell Rhapsody, Kim Minwoo issued a cold command.
As soon as the command fell, the four Legion Commanders deployed their respective unique domains and surged like lightning toward the named Ancient Dragons.
The first to charge shaking the earth was the giant dragon Granit, wrapped in a rock shell called the Scale of the Fortress.
The massive mass he spewed smashed the ground of the Eastern Witch Coven as he surged, but Cedric holding a dark spear heavily blocked his front.
― It is the Lord's command. Drain your strength quietly.
Kwaaaaaang!
The moment the spear and the scales clashed, a shockwave burst out. The trajectory of Cedric's martial art tore even space and accurately pierced toward Granit's absolute defense.
It was an extreme martial prowess that pierced only the gap between the hard scales where the spell was entangled.
Next to him, the Ancient Dragon of Greed Aureon covering the sky poured out a pitch-black breath that absorbed all magic power and life force. However, Vulcan, having regained 100% of his martial prowess, did not even evade.
― I will swallow it all up!
― Keuhahahak! Swallow it if you can! Even this burning hell!
Vulcan opened his two arms and exploded hellfire from the front.
The firepower that burns everything and the greed that swallows everything clashed head-on, turning the battlefield into a red sea of fire.
It was a firepower battle between an Ancient Dragon constantly trying to devour and a demon shoving in flames of an even more massive mass.
In the blind spots of the battlefield, chilling rupturing sounds burst consecutively. The scythe of execution cleaving the empty air.
The Execution Dragon Shrike poured out terrible slashes in all directions that didn't even make the sound of cleaving wind.
However, his scythe never once cut Olivia's true body.
The figure of the Vampire Queen was perfectly melted into the shadow.
Seugak―!
Seugeogeok!
Fatal blood strikes blooming from the darkness dug into Shrike's blind spots, intricately severing the knots of the red spell controlling him one by one.
And.
In front of Elaudia spewing a massive ice storm, the silver-haired archmage Merhen stepped up.
The overwhelming blizzard of the water dragon that freezes everything around to absolute zero.
However, Merhen, lightly gripping her dragon bone staff, spat out a heavenly word as if letting out a sigh.
『Stop.』
Jjeojeojeok!
A massive ice domain and heavenly word opened around Merhen, and tens of thousands of surging ice fragments perfectly stopped in the empty air.
"You play with me."
Merhen drew runes in the empty air with the tip of her staff.
The four Legion Commanders, backed by the status of a Higher God, began to overwhelm the battlefield, perfectly taking on their respective Ancient Dragons in one-on-one marks.
While they drew attention, Kim Minwoo himself heavily blocked the front of the most massive giant red dragon, the Minister of War Linax.
"Hey Mister."
Kim Minwoo muttered while maximizing the mystery of compression on Hell Rhapsody.
"You told me back then. That we might be the variables to twist causality and our hopes."
― Kuaaaaaa!
Linax's breath of ruin flying in instead of an answer.
Toward the massive flash that seemed to blow away even the atmosphere, Kim Minwoo, instead of dodging, swung his sword up head-on.
Kwaaaaaang―!
A single pitch-black slash containing the status of a Higher God.
The breath split neatly in half and scattered to both sides. Piercing through the trajectory of destruction, Kim Minwoo leaped in a split second and dug right under Linax's massive jaw.
"If you called us hope, you should pin your expectations on that hope until the end. Instead of being controlled like a pathetic puppet like this!"
Kim Minwoo's pupils flashed.
Linax's most fatal weakness, the reverse scale.
Toward the red spell of the Outer God deeply rooted there, the tip of Hell Rhapsody's blade surged like a thunderbolt.
With this single strike, he can sever the spell and recover Linax's ego.
It was the very moment the tip of the sword was about to touch the reverse scale.
Kuuuung―!
As if someone roughly pressed the pause button of the world.
The roars spewed by the tens of thousands of dragons covering the sky, and even the storm of magic power wavering like waves, abruptly cut off in an instant.
"……?"
A heterogeneous silence.
No, rather than silence, it was an overwhelming unpleasantness as if forcefully paralyzing the eardrums and senses of all living creatures.
All gazes on the battlefield instinctively turned toward the sky.
Between the bizarrely torn blood-red clouds.
With pure white hair.
The appearance of a young child, who looked barely ten years old, completely unsuited for a battlefield, was seen.
"Oh my? Are all my toys going to break?"
An innocent child's voice echoed in the empty air. However, Kim Minwoo, having regained the status of a Higher God, realized bone-deep that a mass capable of crushing a whole planet was compressed to the extreme within that small physical body.
The crazed Primordial Dragon who compressed himself to the limit.
The Dragon Lord Arcaia.
The boy, walking down slowly through the empty air, crinkled his eyes brightly toward Kim Minwoo looking up at him holding Hell Rhapsody.
"Your smell is very familiar?"
