“Ah, Marcus. My unfortunate brother…”
The mangled corpse of a vampire, torn apart and spilling contaminated blood.
Even as he crushed it underfoot, the remnants of the plague’s devastation, resurrecting her from death, made him start to chuckle with a semblance of amusent.
“The humanity you dedicated your life to protecting, in the end, falls prey to arrogant monsters.”
As tiny spores began to emanate from his trembling body, they started to rge into the scattered corpses of heroes throughout the area.
“…Indeed, perhaps madness would be preferable. Even the leaders who guide you have chosen to avert their gaze from reality and bow to the absurd.”
Crack, creak. The sound of joints and flesh twisting as his body began to warp.
The screams of the resurrected monsters echoed in the cave, and a sense of fear began to rise in the approaching footsteps.
Despite the abandonnt by the heroes, the pitiful beings continued to advance to this place without giving up.
Even towards them, the scourge of the plague did not withhold its pity.
“So, go, heroes, for the remnants of you who ca to this world to save humanity, I will provide the necessary respite for salvation!”
In an attempt to rescue these pitiful lambs, he intended to send them the remains of the saviors who descended upon this world.
And to save even more, he ignored the cries of those wandering through adversity, aiming his feet towards the destination at the end.
“I shall ascend through this reprieve.”
What he encountered at the end was a space supported by massive bones.
In its center, powerful energy, once the symbol of the corrupted world, was now densely packed with magic even after death.
“By accepting the beings that transcended death, surpassing even those who reached the peak of this world…”
Before that energy, Blight attempted to dissolve his body and rge into a mass of mana.
In response to that vast mana, the volu of spores swelled rapidly, soon covering the entire area.
And then…
“Commander! The undead’s invasion is intensifying by the mont!”
Inside the stronghold, where fierce battles were raging, what was initially thought to be manageable was gradually tipping in favor of humanity’s disadvantage as ti passed.
Due to the risk of infection, they resorted to passive engagent, repeatedly attacking those who hadn’t joined behind the barricades, swelling their numbers.
“Fall back! Retreat to the defense line!”
“Even the defensive line has been infiltrated by the infected! The priests can’t keep up with the healing pace!!!”
Exploiting the vulnerability of the priests, the plague spread at an unimaginable speed, increasing the number of deserters on the frontlines.
But what was even more alarming was the exponential increase in strength of the infected as ti passed.
Krghhh!
Kyaaaah!
The enemy knight of war, her magic spreading through the land, disgustingly empowering the undead brought to the stronghold in increasing numbers.
Although three heroes were sohow holding off the enemy knight herself, rely her presence was bolstering the overall strength of the military. If she wasn’t defeated, the situation would only worsen.
Even if there were heroes capable of rectifying this situation…
No, even if the White Knight and the betrayed heroes clashed, there might have been a chance to aim for mutual destruction.
“Commander! The betrayed heroes have turned into undead and are blocking the passage to the dragon’s heart!”
“No way! Nearly a dozen heroes have already fallen to the White Knight?!”
Even that last glimr of hope was dimd as the White Knight, using her formidable power, decimated the reinforcents attempting to thwart their ambitions.
“Why?”
The morale of the frontlines, the belief in thwarting the enemy’s objectives, was being brutally crushed.
Even the allies who fought with desperation were turning into enemies, making everything done so far seem futile.
“Why does it have to be like this? Is the world intent on rendering us powerless?”
Was it his own will that led his brother down the path of corruption because feeling more despair was deed aningless?
Was it because he harbored a desire to awaken as an enemy of humanity?
Was it because he foresaw a future like the present while witnessing the downfall of his holand?
Crack, roar!
However, amidst this crumbling world, a disaster lood.
It allowed no room for contemplation amid such despair.
“Commander! The mountain is collapsing!!!”
At the cry of the subordinate who first noticed the situation, the soldiers on the battlefield all turned their gaze towards the sky.
A massive explosion from the mountaintop.
As if volcanic rocks erupted and fell due to gravity, countless masses of earth began to rush like waves towards the soldiers on the scene.
“Everyone, retreat!! Retreat to the mountain on the opposite side!!!”
Rumble, thud!
A series of disasters engulfed the battlefield ruthlessly.
Even if their bodies were crushed by the falling rocks, they were so severely damaged that there was no chance of revival, even if they were infected with the plague.
The mont when the disaster struck this land, rendering even the cries of the invading undead aningless and turning the whole area upside down…
“Wh-what… is that…?”
Yet, the surviving survivors dared not look at the devastating scene.
Their gaze turned towards the top of the mountain, where the dragon’s heart was presud to be located.
What rose like a torn mountain peak, emanating spores from its body, began to display its presence.
“HAHAHAHA!!!”
Its head alone was the size of a mountain.
Gradually, smoke made of spores adhered to the massive skull, solidifying into a form on its body.
“Pitiful mortals, behold this place!”
Using the incomplete construction of its head, it declared disaster.
“You see before you the return of a being that once plunged this world into despair, a being beyond comprehension!!!”
It was undeniably a being with will.
Simultaneously, it harbored malice towards humanity.
“You must be fully prepared to touch another’s prey?”
The last embers remaining in its body.
They began to blaze fiercely.
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