I Became the Tyrant of a Defense Game Chapter 734

734. [Evil Side] Cromwell

It was a long time ago.

Because the demon race is a race that considers children as their future value and values them the most.

When each legion leaves its home dimension and goes to invade another dimension.

Appointing the youngest and most talented individual in the corps as the future corps commander.

The oldest and most experienced individual in the corps is called ‘elder’ and assists the younger corps commander.

Before leaving my hometown.

The reason the demonic corps dispatched to this dimension was named ‘Cromwell’s Legion’ was because the name of the youngest and most talented child selected as the new corps commander was Cromwell.

Although she was only a newborn, she was born with horns bigger than anyone else and more potential.

And the elder took charge of raising this girl, Cromwell, even before he left his hometown and went to war.

A prospective corps commander who is destined for the throne in the future, and an old man who is old and has a lot of wisdom, but is a discarded old man who can be abandoned at any time.

The elder was tasked with protecting and educating Cromwell until he grew up. He cared for Cromwell as best he could in order to carry out the last glorious role given to him. And

in a way, it was natural for young Cromwell to regard

such an elder as his parent

, “Dad!”

“You must not call me that, Excellency Corps Commander.”

Each time, the elder was embarrassed and constantly corrected the title.

We are not parents and children, but elders and future corps commanders.

I’m just a lucky old guy and you are the future of a legion full of talent and potential.

The elder reminded him several times, but Cromwell laughed each time.

“Okay, elder!”

I just changed the title and pampered the elder. Just like a child does to his parents.

I need to be strict, but I can’t.

The elder accepted all of Cromwell’s pampering. At the same time, I taught her as best I could.

The royal road.

The aspiration of a great army that will conquer and rule the world…

…

time has passed.

Cromwell’s legions safely arrived at the target dimension, and Cromwell grew manly under the guidance of the elder.

And the day before the legion’s departure ceremony and coronation ceremony.

《Elder!》

《I am proud of you, Your Excellency. Now there is nothing more for me to teach.》

《It’s because the elder raised me well.》

The elder said this after wiping away tears and looking up at Cromwell, who had now grown into a full-fledged corps commander.

“This is the final step, Sir. Make me a sacrifice and eat me.》

《…What?》

Cromwell asked in a puzzled voice.

I was just trying to pamper the elder one last time tonight, which I can’t afford to do now that I’m a corps commander.

“Please make me a sacrifice and absorb every last drop of me.”

The elder whom I considered my father was saying this.

《That is the last joy I can enjoy.》

《What is that…》

《This is the way and tradition of our species.》

Appointing the most talented young individual as the future corps commander and appointing the older and knowledgeable individual as the mentor. So.

After taking charge of education and guidance while the corps commander was growing up.

In the end, he is eaten directly by the corps commander and passes on all the knowledge he has.

For a demon species with the ability called Sacrifice, this was also the most reasonable method of passing it on.

The youngest, most talented, and longest-living entity consumes all the knowledge of its predecessors and completely inherits it. Through the accumulation of this knowledge, we become deeper and wiser.

This process is repeated to create the most ideal corps leader… a long-standing tradition unique to the demon species.

《Go, Sir. Beyond my corpse…》

The elder knelt in front of Cromwell and bowed his head.

《To a glorious future…!》

I have been waiting for this moment.

This is the moment when one’s worth is finally recognized in this society of demons who are looked down upon simply for surviving long enough.

It becomes a sacrifice for the completion of the corps commander.

Could there be another glory that goes beyond this?

The elder hoped that Cromwell would open his mouth and eat him in one go. however.

“I refuse, Elder.”

Cromwell refused.

《…!》

Cromwell ordered the elder with his head bowed to the floor and his eyes wide open in an unprecedentedly cold voice.

《I will not eat you.》

《Your Excellency!》

《The flesh of an old thing like you, a moth-eaten soul that must be tasteless… Why should I accept it as a sacrifice and eat it?》

Cromwell turned around quickly. The elder raised his head and shouted in sorrow.

《No, Your Excellency! This is a tradition of our people! You must eat me up and take away every last bit of knowledge in my head!”

“Such old traditions, old knowledge, etc. I don’t need it.》

《Your Excellency!》

《If you really need that knowledge, shouldn’t you just keep speaking next to me?》

Cromwell’s will was firm.

《Live, Elder. Live long. And watch.》

The elder collapsed and his forehead touched the floor. Cromwell declared to such an elder:

《You can clearly see in your eyes that the corps commander you raised is eating up the whole world, not you…!》

***

I couldn’t die again.

Instead of dying gloriously on the battlefield, he grew old and lost his last chance to be eaten by the corps commander.

So it survived.

As a helpless retiree who can’t do anything…

‘What should I do now?’

The elder just watched as his life continued without being able to die.

Where Cromwell’s legions are going.

I contacted the ‘Destruction Game Intermediary’ of a higher dimension who had requested the provision of troops to this dimension – commonly known as the ‘Demon King’ – and began an invasion of the dimension as his subordinate.

Cromwell was by far the most outstanding figure. She steadily helped the Demon King for a long time and prepared to destroy this world.

During this long process Cromwell gradually stopped looking for the elder.

Cromwell was busy and the elder was tired. Their relationship gradually became estranged.

And….

….

Cromwell died.

Cromwell, who was acting as the devil’s representative in the surprise attack of the Black Dragon Army, was crushed to death by the dragon’s teeth.

The body of the dead corps commander could not be recovered, and the elder had to hurriedly flee with the corps’ survivors.

The elder thought as he ran and rolled to somehow maintain the legacy of the corps.

It has been a very long time since I left my hometown following Cromwell, the commander of the corps, and arrived here.

And during that long time….

‘What on earth did you do?’

I didn’t know what I had achieved.

In the end, does this meaningless end mean the end of a life that has continued so well?

‘If my life was to disappear in vain like this anyway…’

I would rather…!

***

Currently.

Inside the abandoned cathedral.

《Kaaaaaa-!》

The elder was frozen and staring quietly at the figure of Cromwell running towards him while roaring.

The figure was nothing more than a huge mass of corpses.

In the elder’s eyes, she suddenly looked like she had been when she was very young.

‘dad!’

thud-!

Cromwell’s large body rushed forward and crashed into the main gate of the abandoned cathedral.

The force of the rush was such that it hit the front door, causing the entire cathedral to tremble. The young demon children inside screamed and hugged each other.

《Kaaaaaa!》

Boom! thud-! thud-!

Although they hit their bodies roughly one after another, the entire cathedral shakes as if it will collapse at any moment.

However, the main gate of the abandoned cathedral did not even budge.

Not only did Ash surround the castle with a magic wall and a seal ring, but it was also reinforced with several layers of magic and artifacts.

No matter how powerful Cromwell is, he cannot use any magical abilities now that he has been zombified. All you have to do is crush it with your body.

And such physical attacks could not breach the fortified main gate of the abandoned cathedral.

《Kaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

!?

“Don’t worry. “There is no way it can break through.”

Diarmudin, who was examining the situation together, said.

“It may be a more powerful magical attack, but simple physical force cannot take over this abandoned cathedral. Everyone, don’t worry…”

After the humans connected this abandoned cathedral with a teleport gate, heroes were dispatched one by one in shifts. Now it was Diarmudin’s turn.

‘I never thought the commander would show up in person. I knew he was zombified, but what was the condition of those horns? Quickly report to Prince Ash and gather wizards to conduct research…’

As Diarmudin was thinking, something strange appeared in his eyes.

The elder walked toward the front door as if fascinated, then slowly stretched out his hand… and grabbed the open/close switch lever of the front door.

《…Elder?》

The other demon species also stuttered as they looked at the sight, probably confused.

《Elder, what are you doing now-》

Shout!

However, without saying a word, the elder pulled the lever and unlocked it one level.

thud! Kugugoong…!

The various locks on the front door were immediately unlocked. Everyone opened their mouths in shock.

Because it was the most important device, the operating authority of that lever was magically subordinated to the elder. Because he was the current leader of the survivors.

Such an elder is opening the front door with his own hand.

“elder?! “What on earth are you doing now?”

Flagship Diarmudin shouted urgently.

As a fellow elder, over the past few days, Diarmudin has developed a consensus with the elder and has had frequent conversations with him.

So I thought there might still be a chance to persuade him.

‘The locking device is level 2…!’

Now the lock has been lifted, but the door has not been opened and all defense measures have been disabled.

If the elder stops here without pulling the lever one more time, the abandoned cathedral may still be safe.

“Come to your senses! “What are you trying to do by opening that door now?!”

《….》

“The one outside is not the corps commander you were loyal to! That’s just a reanimated corpse! “You know it well, don’t you!”

“Diarmudin.”

The elder looked back at Diarmudin.

“If you are old like me, you would know. This feeling of being alive but not feeling alive.》

“What?”

《The feeling that the world is gradually abandoning me, saying I am no longer useful. Don’t you know?》

“….”

《When your body gets old and you are retired from work, and you wonder what on earth I have lived for… what will you do at that time?》 “If only you were

alive!”

Diarmudin spat out, shaking his beard.

“You can do anything.”

《….》

“Right now, you might be suffering because you don’t know what to do or what you can do. You may feel frustrated right now, as if the world has abandoned you. but!”

Diarmudin tried to persuade the elder somehow.

“If you stay alive, you will definitely see another way…!”

《….》

“Don’t give up. We are the youngest today. There is no earlier day than today to start something! So…”

《Thank you for your kind words.》

The elder nodded and strengthened the hand holding the lever.

《Thanks to you, I gained courage.》

“Look at this, Elder…”

《I have the courage to do what I really want to do, which I have wanted for a very long time…!》

“Come to your senses, you fool!”

Diarmudin pointed to the young demons hugging and trembling in the center of the abandoned cathedral.

“Aren’t the children of your species behind you?”

“To me, the child is.”

The elder smiled sadly and strengthened the hand holding the lever.

“There is only one child standing outside.”

Although Diarmuidin possesses tremendous firepower, he is unable to stop the elder because his magic is slow to activate.

Instead, other surviving demon species who were waiting with crossbows urgently attacked the elder.

Sigh! Puppuppuk…!

《Ugh…!》

Even though I was hit by dozens of arrows and vomited blood.

The elder finally succeeded in pulling the lever.

Slam!

Kugugugugugung…!

The front door of the abandoned cathedral slowly began to open left and right.

All locks were neutralized, and even the magic wall and will barrier that Ash had spread split apart, clearing the way.

《No…》

The survivors opened their mouths and let out blank voices.

And…

boom. thud. thud.

Through the open door, Cromwell slowly entered the abandoned cathedral, holding up his huge antlers.

Her blurry eyes were focused on the lifeless creature right in front of her… the elder.

“Your Excellency,”

the elder, who had been shot by dozens of arrows and was coughing up blood, spoke in a weak voice.

《No Cromwell.》

《….》

《No… my daughter.》

For the first time, after uttering the real title that I thought of her that I had hidden in the deepest places.

The elder slowly spread his arms to the left and right.

《Not being able to give you everything was the regret of my life.》

《Krrr…》

《Now.》

The face of the old devil, who had always been lethargic and dull, showed a bright smile like never before.

《Eat.》

Cromwell slowly approached the elder, reaching between his open arms as if to embrace him…

with his huge mouth wide open.

Kwasik!

Chewed.

Quad, quack, quack! Wow…!

The entire body of a living elder.

Everything. Ravenously. Everything.

I ate it, splashing the blood and flesh.