Episode 223 The Crusade of the Abyss – The Longest Week (5)
“Is that author Paimon?”
Paimon.
With long blood-red hair and an over-the-top personality wearing a white gown over a dress, she has an appearance that anyone will immediately remember.
“Oh, this is the ugly image of the devil recorded in the temple itself!”
At the same time, the Great Evil has already revealed its cruelty in the war 400 years ago.
As a result, he was not only recorded in detail in the scriptures of the Holy Church, but, according to the Marquis de Lafayette, he was also the developer and commander of drones.
For the representatives of God that mankind serves, he is an enemy worth attacking even at the cost of his life.
“He is the leader of the devils! Strike the author of the Holy Knights!”
At Alejandro’s shout, all the Holy Knights changed direction at once and formed a ridge formation to form an assault formation.
“Holy Knights! “Do not change your attack target carelessly!”
The Marquis de Lafayette’s urgent cries were of no value to them.
What is more important: to immediately slaughter the great evil recorded in the temple or to trample on the soulless puppets of the devil?
No one in the Holy Knights misunderstood that and immediately started running according to the leader’s orders.
And as the distance narrowed, the Holy Knights clearly saw the demons preparing to fire behind Paimon.
“Is that a cannon?”
Something with multiple barrels mounted on a cart, like a cannon, is fixed and the demons grab the handle and begin to slowly turn it.
“Prepare for fire!”
Both Alejandro and the Holy Knights were confident.
Even an ordinary knight’s magic barrier can block musket bullets.
Moreover, the protection received by the Holy Knights, who are armed with armor mixed with mithril and even blessed by priests, as well as the ability to generate divine power, is not even comparable to that of ordinary knights.
Even when the knights are bombarded with bullets, which is a death sentence, some of the Holy Knights are able to survive and charge.
however.
Tou doo doo doo –
As several gun barrels began to rotate and pour out bullets like a rain of bullets with a terrible noise, even the thick protection of divine power began to shake so dangerously that it was in vain.
“What nonsense….”
The shooting doesn’t stop.
Everyone realized that even if they were riding the best warhorses, the slow speed of the Holy Knights in full plate armor would have to break down the protection of divine power before the rain of countless bullets could close in on them.
“Oh my god.”
“Da, Captain! how should!”
I should have listened to the Marquis de Lafayette’s warning.
Alejandro realized this later, but there was no way.
But are you going to turn your back on me now?
If you turn your back in the hail of bullets, all you can see is a future in which everyone dies miserably while receiving a barrage of bullets on their backs without the protection of divine power.
Above all, it is the Holy Knights.
The miserable end of these people, who are God’s representatives and the pride of the Holy Church, standing on the battlefield in the name of God and the Saint Queen, running away from the demons like cowards and dying while saying that they will survive.
If they meet such an end, it will be the eternal end not only for themselves but also for the Holy Knights themselves.
Alejandro gritted his teeth, raised his lance high in front of him, and cried out.
“Honor rather than glory!”
A slogan of those who value honor above all else, not as knights chasing worldly glory but as monks who follow God.
The other Holy Knights, who understood it at once, cried out as if singing.
“Better death than dishonor!”
Even as he saw the divine power barrier finally crack under the rain of bullets, Alejandro spurred his words even further and shouted.
“Charge the Holy Knights! Deus Vult! (God willing)”
“Deus Vult!”
* * *
A hail of bullets accompanied by a terrible noise as the gun barrel rotates.
I knew as soon as I saw what a terrible disaster that weapon would be.
If such bullets were to rain down on the line infantry fighting in close formation, it would be destruction itself.
No, I don’t think the magical barrier could withstand that kind of rain of bullets.
“Give it to the entire artillery unit! “New enemy weapon on the front line of the target!”
“Yes old! “Give orders to the entire artillery unit!”
At least it is closer to a cannon than a gun, and its range is at least much shorter than that of a cannon.
It would be much easier to deal with than artillery fire.
But it’s too late for that.
It would be much faster to wipe out all the charging Holy Knights than to turn the battery, aim, and fire.
No, this was an order given with the assumption that they would be dealt with by artillery fire only after the Holy Knights had already been wiped out.
I immediately rode the horse, took out the bow I had tied on my back, and took a bow.
The range of a bow that is shot with magical power is basically nothing compared to that of a musket – the sacred power flowing through the whole body surpasses that of the arrow that Eris infused with her blessings, fired long ago on the final battlefield of the Blue Knights.
The goal is a weapon that is large enough to be a gun but smaller than a cannon.
If so, you can get it right!
The arrow that left the field flew like a burning comet with a mixture of divine power and magical power, drew a parabola, and fell on the enemy’s new weapon and the demon that was spinning and shooting it – and exploded, shattering the weapon and the demon.
Meanwhile, the sacred barrier collapses in front of a hail of bullets, and dozens of paladins fall from their horses, screaming.
The feet of a fallen warhorse and its comrades tangle and fall, and the Holy Knights are crushed beneath them.
But still.
No one stops and rushes forward, crying out for God’s will.
The distance narrows.
I continued to destroy unidentified new weapons by casting arrows at the demonstrations one after another.
So that the Holy Knights weaken the fire net of the surviving side.
Once you create a loophole like that –
“Ahahaha, it’s a shame you don’t look at me!”
“Tsk!”
Before I knew it, Paimon, who was running furiously across the ground, rushed in with his claws raised and urgently pulled out his sword to block them.
However, thanks to that, the bow was thrown out of his hand and flew away.
“Please look at me, Marquis de Lafayette. “Now, finally, finally, you came to visit me in response to my invitation, but how can you be so outrageous that your eyes are focused on insignificant things and not on me?”
Red eyes flash with madness.
Damn, I’m feeling it again, how can that body that looks so bloated show such ignorant strength!
“The damn guy is in charge of sloths and is also developing a new weapon. There is a limit to his power!”
I shouted, striking Paimon’s hand away with my sword, and even as Paimon bounced away, he cut my horse’s throat with his other hand.
“Tch!”
The horse screamed and fell down, and when I jumped out, Paimon did a graceful somersault and landed slowly, spreading his arms and laughing like an actor.
“Ahahaha, I am no longer bound by sloth. Pride, jealousy, anger, lust, gluttony, craving, and negligence are all mine. Ahahaha…. I’m glad you know more. It’s a machine gun. How are you, Marquis de Lafayette? “What do you think about my new invention?”
“That’s terrible.”
Even when he was only in charge of negligence, he was a crazy person who created a drone by saying nonsense about ‘realizing true negligence’, but even the reins that were attached to him were completely loosened.
Even during this leisurely conversation, the screams of the paladins were echoing.
I glanced over and saw the Holy Knights, no longer receiving my fire support, piling up a mountain of corpses.
Nevertheless, after charging without stopping, they reached the enemy line and began to destroy the demons that were firing machine guns, but many of them were intercepted by drones – too doo doo doo – and the devils started firing machine guns wildly, capturing the drones fighting the Holy Knights and pulverizing them.
“Tch!”
Paimon lunges at me right away and as soon as I hit him, my arm starts to tingle.
This damn bastard, Iberica, played with him a bit at first, but now he doesn’t even care and comes out seriously!
“Another glance! Please look at me Pierre. “I want you to look at me!”
“I don’t remember giving you permission to give me a name. “A lot has been ruined while we haven’t seen each other.”
As I adjusted my sword, I glanced at Paimon’s horn, which was sparkling with purple magic circuits engraved like a spider web, and then looked at the severed horn on the other side and added with a smile.
“Seeing that it looks like this just because one horn was cut off, I’m excited to see what will happen if the other one is cut off as well.”
When Paimon heard what I said, he covered his cheeks with both hands and trembled.
anger? No….
“Ah ah, I’m looking forward to it too. The thrill of being humiliated by you was truly…”
…is this really crazy?
With a shiver running down my spine, Paimon opened his mouth again.
“I’m looking forward to it too. I can’t wait to see the look on your face when you violate and tear apart your most precious people right before your eyes-”
This time, it was me who jumped in.
“Ahahaha yes, this is it! Just look at me, Pierre! On this gloomy island, hate only me, curse only me, and unleash murderous intent only on me! I, no one else, am your opponent! Your enemy!”
Paimon flutters his mouth while continuously striking my sword.
And I was convinced.
Paimon, who gave his all in anger in Iberica, was difficult to deal with.
but now.
My sword and Paimon’s claws collide again, and the distance between them widens slightly.
When I saw Paimon jumping back as if he was going to fly, I adjusted my sword and said,
“Are you weaker than I thought?”
If I hadn’t fought against Barbatos, I might have struggled this time too.
“It can’t even be compared to Barbatos.”
However, even among demons, he fought someone who was close to the strongest.
A fight to the death against someone who possesses overwhelming power and superior combat experience and sense that no human can match.
And after confronting Paimon in Iberica, the divine power was amplified as it was amplified within the body by the countless lines of fire that crossed over and the blessings and healing received from Eris and Gremory in proportion to it.
Even the magic power that runs through the whole body.
“I think it would be possible for me to defeat you now.”
Instead of being angry, Paimon roared with joy.
“Ah ah ah ah ah. Pierre, a human being, a nobleman, a knight, who would have imagined that you would reach this far? Who would have dared to predict this? It is truly an irregular irregularity itself! If by any chance this system destroys the Abyss Corporation, it will definitely be because of you! “He deserves to be called a human hero!”
I laughed when I heard Damien de Mirbeau’s shout coming from behind me.
“no.”
Soon, an earth-shaking gunfire erupted –
a roar came out, passed over Paimon’s head, hit the ground, and caused an explosion.
I glanced over and saw the machine guns and demons that were tearing apart the drones and Holy Knights to pieces of metal and meat.
“You’re mistaken. I am not a hero, but a commander, Paimon. “We, not I, will destroy you.”
Paimon grinned and bowed politely to me.
“I truly apologize, Pierre. “I will not dare to look down on you as a human being and will do my best to deal with you with utmost sincerity.”
“No, honestly, it’s easier to deal with me if you act arrogant and let your guard down like before. -like this!”
He made a joke of his own and rushed at him and swung his sword, but Paimon dodged it with a useless graceful movement and did some somersaults to widen the distance again.
I tried to rush back, but the purple circuits on Paimon’s horn flashed and drones appeared in droves from beyond the fog, so I had to stop.
“Hehe hehe. Coincidentally, I am also an engineer and commander. “I cannot please you with overwhelming power like Barbatos, but I can please you with brains and skill.”
“That incredibly shabby Jiyeonjeon was an effort to please me, right?”
When I deliberately frowned at Paimon, who was slowly retreating, the demon smiled and opened his mouth as if he was extremely satisfied.
“Let’s do our best, Pierre, for the vain and feeble hope you pursue. “If I can’t do it…”
the red-colored devil declared, his eyes shining with indescribable madness and obsession.
“I will eat up your pride, your good intentions, your fighting intentions, your love, your efforts, your hopes, and ultimately your despair. I will eat up every single piece of it.”
