Return of the Calamity-Class Death Knight

Chapter 145

Chapter 145: Legion (2)

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The pressure emanating from dozens of Middle Class skeletons was enough to give goosebumps and even chills.

“It’s great, but…”

But Gathdal was a Grand Dark Mage. His pride did not allow him to be overwhelmed by this situation.

“You can’t beat me!”

It was certainly a formidable force, but it was not disadvantageous for him.

In a battle between undead, the dark mage’s ability played a big role.

However, Damien had put restrictions on himself and sealed his dark magic.

This meant that the skeletons had to fight with their own strength.

On the other hand, Gathdal was free to use any dark magic.

“I’ll make you realize who I am.”

Gathdal gathered all his dark magic power. And he manifested several kinds of dark magic at the same time.

– Synthetic Bone: Consumes spare souls to increase the strength of the skeleton.

– Evil Surge: Injects dark mana to increase all abilities of the skeleton.

– Running Lantern: Makes the skeleton run wild and multiplies all abilities several times.

In addition to these, many other dark magics were manifested. The eyes of the red skeletons darkened slightly each time the reinforcement dark magic cast on.

“Go and crush them!”

At Gathdal’s command, the red skeletons also charged. White and red clashed with each other.

And the red side was cut down.

“…What?”

The red skeletons were smashed to pieces every time the white skeletons swung their weapons.

There was no chance to fight back, let alone resist. The red skeletons were literally being cut down.

“T-this is ridiculous…!”

Gathdal hurriedly activated his dark magic. He restored the broken skeletons and cast more reinforcement spells.

But it was useless. The red skeletons were simply beaten helplessly.

“The difference in power is this much…?!”

Gathdal muttered in confusion. But he quickly regained his senses.

“That’s nonsense! I haven’t shown all my cards yet!”

As Gathdal hit the ground with his staff again, other skeletons were summoned from the shadows.

This time, the summoned skeletons were wearing armor. Not only that, but they gave off a much more eerie aura than the ones that were summoned first.

“If you’re going to use Middle Class, I’ll counter with the same force!”

Gathdal stretched out his hand. The second red skeletons moved.

-Kkiiieeeeek!

-Kieeek!

The Middle Class red skeletons rushed towards the enemies. They roared and swung their weapons.

And they were smashed to pieces.

Even the Middle Class were no exception. The white skeletons crushed the red skeletons after receiving their attacks.

It was no different from the Low Class red skeletons.

“…”

The moment he saw it, Gathdal realized his mistake.

Not all Middle Class were the same level. There was a gap within that.

The red skeletons that Gathdal had brought out were only at the beginning of Middle Class.

On the other hand, the white skeletons had all reached the peak of Middle Class.

That’s why Gathdal’s loyal followers couldn’t beat them no matter what they did.

“This is… ridiculous… I… raise those things…”

Gathdal gritted his teeth. His eyes turned venomous.

“I never thought I would have to use my last resort here…!”

Gathdal slammed his staff on the ground. Black smoke billowed from the shadows.

Knights wearing armor emerged from the smoke.

Death Knights.

Undead is made only with souls, unlike Death Knights.

Death Knights was created by Gathdal using the souls of high-class knights he had collected with difficulty.

It could truly be called a last resort.

“This time, I’ll crush you all!”

As Gathdal gave the order, the Death Knights charged towards the skeletons.

This time, even the white skeletons had no choice. The skeletons began to be crushed by the weapons wielded by the Death Knights.

“Hahaha! See that?”

As Gathdal shouted, he was filled with joy. But right after that, the Death Knights’ advance was stopped.

The white skeletons had blocked the Death Knights’ weapons.

“Skeletons… blocking Death Knights?”

At that moment, a thought flashed through Gathdal’s mind.

The skeletons that Damien had created were a mix of soldiers and knights.

Ordinary soldiers and the Low Class Knights had all been promoted to the Middle Class.

Then what about those who were originally Middle Class? What level had they reached?

“…Surely not.”

Before Gathdal could finish his question, the white skeletons began to push back the Death Knights.

Even though they were both High Class, the difference in skill was clear. The Death Knights were quickly cut all over their bodies by the white skeletons’ swords.

“W-what… what are you doing! Why are the Death Knights being pushed back by skeletons!”

Gathdal hurriedly used dark magic to strengthen the Death Knights.

He used every means at his disposal to help the Death Knights.

But the situation did not change. In the end, the Death Knights were destroyed and disappeared at the hands of the skeletons.

Unlike skeletons, Death Knights could not be restored quickly once destroyed. It took time to restore them.

With the disappearance of the Death Knights, there was no one left to stop the skeletons.

The white skeletons began to drive back the red skeletons.

“…”

Gathdal lost his mind as he watched the white skeletons slowly approaching.

To think that his loyal followers, whom he had put his heart and soul into creating, would be destroyed so quickly.

“…I’m glad I prepared it in advance.”

Gathdal snapped his fingers. The glass container behind him shattered and green liquid spilled onto the floor.

A glass container containing Adrian’s body floated in the air.

His limbs had been replaced with those of other people, and his face was covered with a metal plate to hide the half-decayed parts.

He had been a Master Class in his lifetime, but now he was nothing more than Gathdal’s puppet.

“But I never thought I would have to use this.”

Gathdal opened a subspace. He took out something from it. It looked like a piece of broken sword.

A fragment of Erebos.

Gathdal embedded it in Adrian’s chest.

The power that flowed out of the sword fragment spread through his body through his blood vessels.

“Wake up. Adrian.”

As soon as Gathdal’s order fell, Adrian opened his eyes.

They were not the eyes of an ordinary person. They were completely black, with the irises in the middle dyed bright red.

“Mom! I’ll earn a lot of money and come back!”

Those were Adrian’s first words.

“Don’t put too much water when you boil soup! Bucks, I told you not to hold the sword like that! O-old golem? R-run away!”

Adrian spouted nonsense. Gathdal clicked his tongue in displeasure.

“I guess I activated him too quickly and his memories haven’t settled in properly.”

It wasn’t a big problem. Adrian was already complete enough to be mobilized for battle.

Gathdal pointed to the front. His long, gnarled fingers pointed to the white skeletons and Damien beyond them.

“Can you see them? They are all your enemies. Get rid of them right now.”

Gathdal snapped his fingers. A large sword appeared in front of Adrian.

It was not an ordinary greatsword. It was a greatsword that Gathdal had reforged for Adrian using the Evil Spirit’s Fang.

Adrian drew the greatsword. At that moment, Adrian’s aura exploded.

The white skeletons that were charging forward were swept away by Adrian’s aura.

The white skeletons at the forefront were shattered, and the white skeletons behind them were blown away like they were caught in a storm.

An aura rose from the greatsword that Adrian was holding.

The aura soon solidified. A Dark blade enveloped the greatsword.

On the battlefield, Aurablade appeared.

A weapon considered the pinnacle of knights, only those of the Master Class could create such an absolute weapon.

On the battlefield, a true transcendent had been revealed.

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“So he activated him after all.”

Damien looked at Adrian from his throne.

Even though a Master Class Death Knight had been born, Damien didn’t seem particularly anxious.

“What a joke. Bringing out a guy who hasn’t even established his own self and calling him a Master Class.”

From Damien’s point of view, that wasn’t a Master Class. It was just a piece of junk that was imitating the shell.

However, even that shell was threatening now. The skeletons were being crushed just by the aura he was emitting.

“Dominico. Are you ready?”

At Damien’s question, Dominico stood up from the side.

Dominico didn’t look like a skeleton. He looked exactly the same as he did in his lifetime.

However, his skin was gray and he was emitting death energy from all over his body.

Dominico had become a Death Knight.

– …What just happened to me?

A deep question floated on Dominico’s face.

While the skeletons were fighting Gathdal’s summons, Dominico had been going through something else.

He had experienced something in his mind space.

Something so vast and terrifying that even Dominico’s talents couldn’t contain it all.

“Now is not the time to worry about that.”

Damien pointed to the Death Knight that Gathdal had created.

“If we can’t destroy that undead, we’ll all die. You’ll have to take on that guy.”

Dominico’s face hardened at the sight of the Death Knight.

– …So you weren’t going to revive my master but use him like this.

“You’re not going to give me the nonsense that you can’t fight because it’s your master’s body, are you?”

– Of course not. I just want to give him a quick rest.

Dominico reached out into the air. Dark mana began to gather around his palm.

– Is this how I use it?

The gathered dark mana was converted into an aura. The aura solidified into a single shape.

The Aurablade appeared.

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