Chapter 443: Underground Maze (VI)
Translator: AtlasStudios Editor: AtlasStudios
tzel was exhausted.
The sword was never this heavy in his arms before and everything he slashed, it felt as though he was using up his remaining strength. He couldn’t differentiate companions from enemies anymore. He brandished his sword innately at the black figure before him and that was his only counterasure for dealing with this situation. tzel fended off the enemies with his holy flas while his companions were responsible for annihilating the creatures that had broken through the silver-whitish fla barrier. However, how long could they sustain by doing this? tzel didn’t know and he couldn’t grasp the elapsing ti. Had one second, one minute, or one hour passed? These questions beca aningless to tzel. Initially, these rcenaries thought that this would be the only wave of undead creatures and they would be fine after dealing with them. However, the never-ending stream of attacks had debilitated them ntally and physically.
“Argh!” A scream sent chills down tzel’s spine as he witnessed yet another companion of his dragged out of the fla barrier by a pitch-black charred arm. The companion struggled and stretched his hands to tzel for help but, he disappeared to the other side of the fla barrier before tzel could even react.
“Ahh!” The ear-piercing screams died under the howls of the devouring undead creatures.
“I can’t hold on any longer, tzel.” The gentle voice of the Battle Angel sounded.
The Battle Angel gripped his sword tightly with an ashen expression. A young lady dressed as an archer scuttled towards him hurriedly and chanted with her arms apart. A soothing beam of radiance shrouded the Battle Angel and comforted his stricken self. However, it was an utterly inadequate asure.
“tzel, do you have any solutions? If this goes on, everyone will be dead! Apart from these undead creatures, there are still those horrifying tallic creatures!” One of the rcenaries scread.
“I...” tzel knitted his brows, but his head was a ss.
The flustered young swordsman didn’t know what to do to survive this life-threatening situation. Yet, as a leader of the group, he couldn’t give up. tzel was clear that no matter what, he couldn’t give up his responsibilities as a leader. If not, death would find their way before they even knew it.
“What do we have left?” asked tzel.
“Nothing left, tzel,” the young lady replied anxiously. “We do have so weapons left. I’ve run out of fla arrows and explosive arrows. What else can we do?”
What to do? I’m more curious to know the answer than you! tzel felt helpless but even so, he had no intention of giving up. No matter what, he had to hang on. “Hang on, guys! Shrink our defenses! Sir Delno, please move back a little and don’t minimize the size of your barrier!”
Live on. No matter what, we have to live on and every second counts. This isn’t about honor or pride, but our human instinct to survive. No matter how incomparably hopeless it seems, we must hang on to the final second. The person who gives up life first will only face death. But, if we hang on, perhaps there will be miracles.
Everyone retreated and shrunk their defense circle. This forced them to the corner and apart from the tall, thick city walls, there was nothing else to protect them. However, even the city walls had beco their enemies. They had no chance of escaping and they could only rely upon their backs against their final defense and hope to continue fighting back.
“Heyah!” The young swordsman slashed his sword at the skull of a Skeleton Soldier that barged through the fla barrier. But, instead of slicing it into two, his sword got stuck in the chink deeply.
Sh*t!
Feeling a powerful pulling force, tzel let go of his hands and the Skeleton Soldier dragged tzel’s sword out of the defense barrier instantly. If tzel didn’t let go of his grip in ti, perhaps he would have been devoured by the undead creatures.
However, this struggle had exhausted the young swordsman’s final bit of strength. He fell to the ground and couldn’t raise his arms anymore.
“tzel!” The young lady on the other side scread in panic as soon as she saw tzel fall on the ground.
The exhausted Battle Angel was unable to hold on any longer. The fla barrier once again thinned and the rcenaries couldn’t contain their fears and desperation anymore. They worked so hard for this and in the end, they still weren’t able to escape the claws of death?
At this mont, a bright, glaring radiance flashed.
The fascinating magical radiance flashed through the ground and deep, loud bells rang.
Bells?
Perhaps they knew that death was near, or they had already given up. At this mont, the group was no longer concerned about the creatures that were about to pounce on them. Instead, they turned their heads towards the bell tower, where the heavy, depressing bells sounded from. That bell tower is still working it seems...? This question popped up in their heads.
Then, they realized that sothing was off.
A magical radiance flashed by. The undead creatures stopped moving and turned around as though they detected danger. But they turned back around and gazed at their trapped prey almost imdiately. Those vivid lives and the glaring fighting spirit of their souls were the presence that the undead creatures were longing to perish.
The Battle Angel finally ran out of strength as he collapsed to his knees. The silver-whitish fla barrier vanished entirely.
Is this the end?
Seeing their most reliable companion collapsing to his knees, everyone shut their eyes and awaited the death that was about to strike them.
But suddenly, soone chided them. “It’s too early to sleep, isn’t it?”
“Eh?” The rcenaries widened their eyes in shock and they looked up curiously to find Anne landing on the ground from above.
The young lady crushed the ground with her shield rcilessly and sent rapid shockwaves across the place. In a blink of an eye, the undead creatures were blasted away. Anne raised her shield and the green wind elent erged. She roared and pushed forward.
Boom! The whizzing whirlwind erupted from the shield and swept the undead creatures away. The densely gathered undead creatures were as though gusted away by a leaf blower and in a split second, the battleground was cleaned out entirely.
“Phew... Easy peasy.” Anne observed the damage that she had done and said with a proud smile. She turned around and winked at the frightened, yet relieved rcenaries. “It seems that you guys had a hard ti. But don’t worry. Leader said to rescue all of you, so you can be assured now.”
“Leader?” The rcenaries lifted their heads and gazed towards the direction where Anne focused her attention on. A young man in a black attire walked towards them from the other side of the square.
“...” Even though that young man was alone, the undead creatures fixated their stares on him and roared aggressively while ignoring Anne and the other rcenaries.
“This brings back mories... Alright then, I shall see how different it is to clear this dungeon the traditional way,” Rhode said with a smirk.
Countless magical rays radiated from his arms and coalesced into a huge, gorgeous summoning ritual erging beneath his feet. Nurous flashy cards appeared from thin air and ford a circle with Rhode in the center. Undead creatures darted forward as soon as they realized the incoming danger.
Rhode smacked his palms together.
Pow! The colorful cards circulating around Rhode shattered into bits. A harmony of crimson flas, mysterious mist, bolts of lightning, and flawless radiance shrouded Rhode entirely as they erged one after another. But this wasn’t the end. As the cards shivered, a golden halo erupted from Rhode’s body and spread across the square in a blink of an eye.
Taboo Halo, activated.
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