Skeleton Soldier Couldn't Protect the Dungeon

“Say something. ”

“It's nothing. Where do you think the Empire will start? ”

The old man gives a firm answer without tilting his head.

“That would be Ember. ”

Surprised you know that.

“Isn't that your headquarters? ”

“Of course. Of course, but Ember knows that. ”

“Then.

“Ember tried to stop the war. ”

“But?”

The old man's expression became subtle.

“That response failed. ”

I remember Slime talking about Response.

“The strongest and most vicious response. There was, but the response was a complete failure. Preparing for war went a lot faster. Just like the Imperial Court was firmly awakened. ”

A countermeasure to stop the war failed? In that case.

I asked the old man.

“That's what you stopped? ”

“Hahahaha.! ”

At that moment, the old man bends over and laughs loudly. A loud laugh shook the moonlight.

Standing around the circular staircase, some of the humans staring down at us giggled and laughed.

“I'm sorry. That's just ridiculous. What do you think Ember's response is, you? ”

Of course I don't know. It was quiet.

“There's no way I'm going to be able to stop you. I can't stop everyone here if they come at me. If we stop them, the Empire won't stop them? That Ravi response won't be called Ember's response. ”

“Then who stopped him? ”

“No one stopped me. It was just a failure. ”

I didn't know what I was talking about.

“That response wasn't something anyone could stop. Doesn't the Imperial Court continue to prepare for war after all? Then 'Failed'

You did it. ”

The old man's tone became more serious.

“Maybe it's the will of the world. It's fate.

War is coming, and we're just riding the currents. ”

“Nothing's ever been easier. Join us.

You too have the power. ”

“Are you talking about guild authority? ”

“Of course. But I will give you real power.

It was that moment.

A dark, foggy energy rises from the old man's body.

His hollow, clear eyes darken. The feeling of existence was amplified dozens of times in an instant.

The human eyes darken around you, and the shape slowly begins to change.

‘Is it revealing itself? ’

The old man's staff melts into smoke and fades away. where the horns are cut off,

A brown horn that was longer than my hair sprang up.

The horn bends slightly backwards, then halfway forward again. Tilted right ”1 character shape.

The tallest end was beautifully spread out. It looks like wings. The long horn is covered with runes.

Pouilly-ee-ee!

I heard laughter and tears.

My face grew longer and my whole body was filled with white fur. Soon the old man stood on all fours. He's only tall for adult men.

It became a large deer more than four metres long.

The white fur received the moonlight and glowed like a hallucination. A black seal was engraved on his neck.

‘Is this the mark of the Pursons? ’

Humans have changed one by one.

Tupperware!

A man over two meters tall.

The exploding muscles actually burst out screaming.

The body is rapidly enlarged and the body is covered with long grey fur. Your nose and mouth protrude forward. I see teeth like blades.

Ow! Ow!

The man cries out to the moon.

The red scar around the eye darkens and the silver nails appear longer.

Pod, pod, pod, pod!

Some harpies spread their wings. The harpies are half eagle, half female. Naked, but covered with feathers from below the thighs and under the elbows. His teeth are sharp and his temper seems ferocious.

Bloop-oop! Bloop-oop!

There was a woman whose lower half was stretched out to a few meters and spread scales all over her body.

Some people don't change that much. With only a slight swelling of muscles, only black blood strands stand on their faces, and even humans rarely appear.

Both human and non-human eyes are blackened.

Black energy rises like fog around the body or floats like electricity.

The pressure surrounding it seemed to be tens of times greater.

The space is tightened.

‘Pathetic.’

A Demon King who will slaughter warriors like bugs.

Those in front of you.

They are slaves who can't even stand in front of the Demon King.

I've come back to life many times.

I was pathetic when I felt pressured by those people.

The deer raises her front foot high to show you something.

There was a thick black mist around the front foot.

The deer slaps its front foot firmly.

Kwakwang!

A tremendous vibration sounds.

Blah, blah!

A solid stone staircase shatters into dozens of pieces like a thin glass.

Black cerebral warfare is supported by dozens of strands of gold from the floor.

The Demon King of Electric Shock.

That's just a fragile fragment of the power of the Blueson. It's nothing compared to the real Demon King.

But my reality is that I feel this much pressure.

The deer slams the ground and looks at me with her self-confidence.

Black and hollow eyes stare quietly at me.

His voice echoes through the air.

[It's the king's blessing. I can amplify your powers a few times now. You can't overthrow the world, but you're strong enough to prepare for a royal descent.]

“??? Is that so? ”

There's a war going on.

With that kind of power, it shouldn't be hard enough to encourage rage. I asked for the deer.

“What's the price of power? ”

[You just have to believe. I have no doubt that He will come.]

Faith was not a taste. It was quiet.

The old man was a horse.

[As soon as he engraves the seal, his power comes straight to his body. Can you be any clearer?]

A deer pointed at my neck with its front foot.

“All you have to do is open the corridor with him. All you have to do is stay at the appointed sacrifice on a full moon night. Consciousness.

The deer explained the ritual for a long time.

I suddenly have other questions.

I turned around and asked. This question can't be done unless it's now.

“Aren't you just human? ”

Without deformation, there were a few humans everywhere, just with their eyes darkened. Then the Hanuman blinked. He repeats that he sometimes turned clear gray and then darkened again. A man in a black robe walks forward and takes off his robe. It was awkward, but it was a pretty boy. The long, soft hair that was mistaken for a woman flows down the robe.

“That's right. I'm just a man. ”

“But are you coming to a meeting like this? ”

The man shrugs.

“Hatred is a pretty common way of life, isn't it? ”

“You're one of them. ”

“Selfloathing is a more common way of life, and the man shrugs again. And he put the robe back on.

“I'm sorry I was born human.

I'm always thinking of you. ”

I thought there were stars everywhere.

But after the Demon King's outburst.

Ten humans in the Demon King's army.

Or about one in 20.

Some like to follow the generation, and some have already studied dark magic and have no choice but to follow the Demon King.

However, about one in 10,000 truly hated humans.

They thought they were supposed to be extinct in this world and attacked their own kind.

The man in the blue robe takes a few steps back. The deer walks forward and says,

[Get your seal, too. It's about creating balance, creating the right world.]

But the conclusion was fixed from the beginning. I have no intention of hanging out with this horde of defeated clowns. I told him.

“Knock yourself out. ”

He looked around and said loudly.

“I'm not trying to stop you. Do what you want. Committing your life to a failed king is also a choice. ”

“Blasphemy! ”

The Harpy thunders and shouts, "Red Wings."

“Blasphemy? ”

I laughed.

“You're nothing now! Seeing the possibility, he gladly opened the door! ”

You're right. That's the first sentence.

I'm nothing.

There's a good chance you won't be able to take on a Harpy in front of you. My growth rate has reached its limit.

You opened the door to the possibility? Then there's no more reason to be with them. I will be disappointed to see the slow pace at which I grow stronger.

Amplifying power itself is not bad. However, their engraving makes them reluctant to continue into the next life.

I don't know how many times I'll be reborn. Throughout that time, I had no intention of living as a Purson slave.

No matter how much power you exert, it is a specification.

“Cocky bastard! Take it calmly!”

Harpies bark all the time. You ignored the angry shout. I turned to Lena.

- What about you? ”

“Do you want to do it? ”

If she gets close to them, the scenario can simply be achieved. My question will be solved. But what about the rest of the timeline? I will live as a slave to Purson, and after his downfall I will face a miserable end, deprived of all my power. I told him the truth.

“Maybe 10 years will be fun. But then it goes down. I'm going to use all my strength. ”

“You're a prophet. You really don't know? I won't do it alone after 100 years. If we do this, I don't care if we die today. ”

Lena folded her arms and glanced at me.

[I didn't think you'd say no. Surprisingly, yes. I'm not talking about turning every human into a livestock. Then they wouldn't even be together.]

The deer gestures and points to the humans around her. I nodded moderately.

“I have no objection to your wishes. It's just...

I don't want to go under a losing dog in a fight. ”

It was then.

“Blasphemy! ”

Fudduki!

Is that your favorite word?

The Harpy who had a fever in my attitude flew quickly, bringing it out again.

A long, sharp claw emerges from between the feathers, with a dashing black energy. It seemed fast and strong.

Can we stop it? ’

Lena yells.

“Stop! If you don't let me out gently,

She has a large backpack on the floor.

I grabbed his hand. Then the backdoor opens automatically, revealing a firecracker tucked away.

“It's all going to be shot into the sky. It's an Imperium flare!”

The Harpy stops there.

"When did he get home again? ’

You hear the murmur, the sound of selling, and the sound of laughing in succession. Lena said something that would be clean without giving in.

“If this thing fires here, it'll do some searching around here for a while, right?

You don't want to bother me. Why don't you just let us go? ”