402 119. A banquet in the Geomhwangseong (7)

It was the first monster I've ever seen in my life that came through the floor of the battleground.

'What a madman, a demon! Why would you suddenly...…!’

He seemed to have an incredibly large body.

Jean and Rata hit his muzzle and rose into the air, where Ron dug in and struck a blow.

The sword, "Lashid," which only the housekeeper of the High Ran could carry, was colored with dazzling light.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh......!

As the waves hit, the space was swaying along the trajectory of Rashid's movement.

Although it did not reach the stage of the debate on the complete extinction of objects, it was a blow to the strongest article ever.

The mountain-like body of the demon, which had just emerged, was splitting in half like a lie.

Black blood poured out like a flood, followed by a series of collisions that broke the floor into hundreds of pieces.

"Hairan's swords protect guests first and foremost. Gather all the knights waiting in the castle. Conduct a first-degree terrorist response!"

When Dante gave the order, the knights conducted a thorough examination.

Screams from the general public spread everywhere.

The real danger has come, pushing aside the pleasant tension that the battle between Jin and Rata has been brewing. Naturally, the majority of guests have never experienced such a terrorist attack.

The same was true of a warrior.

Who would have imagined, the Black Star. It is also the first time in 22 years that such a terrorist attack will take place at a banquet hosted by Ron Heiran.

Coujeo, go!

It wasn't just one.

Massive mana continued to appear throughout the vast battleground.

There was an earthquake as they jumped through the floor, and the ceiling shook as if it were about to collapse.

The pillars standing like giant trees were broken, adding to the confusion with the shrieking of the general public.

Fortunately, however, more than 30 percent of the people who were sitting in the audience were fighters who visited Geomhwangseong Fortress as VIPs.

"We'll help you!"

"I'll open the way, and the knights of the Highlands, please evacuate the guests!”

"The Black Kings, guard the guests. You get paid later!"

The fighters shouted, taking out their respective arms.

If it had been a tricky situation, Hai Lan would have refused their help.

Pride could not be tolerated to lean on the power of outside forces at their home.

Now, however, there were too many customers who would die a dog's death, and the fact that terrorism had already been "proceeded" itself was a disgrace.

If those who attended the banquet returned to their bodies, they would suffer irreparable wounds to the reputation of the Highland Sword.

"What the hell is this...…!”

Rata, who landed on the floor, looked up at the mana. One had already torn enough for Ron to make it difficult for him to recognize the shape, but there were about a dozen visible ones right now.

Even that wasn't the end.

Intense vibrations were constantly felt from the floor. Such evil creatures are hitting the High Ran in a row by row.

"Dante!"

Ron tore up the second mana and found his grandson.

"Yes, grandpa!"

"The knights are not collectible. They're already out there."

"Outside..."

"As a knight to be the master of the Black Star, take responsibility and evacuate the common people."

Only Ron was aware of the spread of mana outside the Great Battlefield.

Just as Qin and Rata live in a different world, he was different in class from every warrior here.

Dante nodded heavily.

'The outside is under attack, too.

The moment Ron mentioned outside.

These were the two letters that came to the minds of the fighters at the same time.

War

Someone declared war in the form of surprise in the Highlands, or in the Beacon.

It was on a scale that no one could see as simple terrorism.

And the power to carry out these evil creatures...….

to have none

As they know, no one was using mana at the moment. In the first place, man cannot play the devil.

If there was a possibility, it was a jipple. But they had never fought a war with a demon, nor did they suddenly strike the High Ran.

"How come I feel like a demon dragon?... Are you a horseman?"

said Quikantel, striking the shield.

She, Murakan and all the dragons in the battleground were reminded of the Ma tribe.

All dragons, unlike the uninhabited ones, remember seeing the horsemen perform evil deeds at least once.

"Quickantel. Those demons, they're a little crude, aren't they?”

"It's a strong energy that you can't have even a faint superior mana, but it's crude?"

"It's not a matter of strength and weakness, it's a strangely unnatural flow of energy. Like someone forced it. It's also the first time I've seen it."

"That's what it feels like. Why do you have such a good reasoning, Murakan? It's not normal anyway. You too, come on, protect your contractor."

Qin had already spread the Ming sword and was dealing with the demons. Although it is not possible to turn a giant monster into a meat ball in an instant like Ron, the damage to the audience has been reduced thanks to Jin and Rata guarding the center.

[Surely.]

Murakan turned into his true self and soared into the sky.

By then, the ceiling had already been broken and stones as big as a house were falling in all directions.

"Murakan! Help Dante, the devil keeps coming!"

[I am Murakhan, the guardian dragon of Jean Looncandel. I will protect you at the will of the contractor, so don't be afraid.]

The deep, dark voice of Murakan spread and the sky turned black. The curtain of youth spread behind his two wings covered the sky.

Many contract wizards of the Empire were also present as it was a banquet held in Bemont. Their guardian dragon also followed Murakhan and soared into the sky.

The Murakhan became the center of dragons very naturally. The dragons of other contractors were not like mana, but they were afraid of this black dragon, which woke up after a thousand years, so they could not show their dignity.

[Great!]

Giant demons held out their muzzles at the dragons.

The muzzle was gathering mana. It looked like a mana gun, and the sphere gathered at the mouth of the devil had the same effect as it.

However, the problem was that they had a different energy than ordinary mana guns.

It has firepower that cannot be compared to the capture of the project, but is not short of calling it a disaster.

Twelve giant mana were gathering mana like that.

As soon as they fired guns at the same time, the white light made my eyes smart. The small citadel seemed to be the power to turn it into powder without a trace.

[You little bastards don't know the subject.]

Murakhan easily stopped their mana guns. The curtain of his youth was devouring the mana gun, creating a whirlpool.

But it wasn't all that was shot from the battleground.

The outer mana was firing a mana gun at the outer wall of Geomhwangseong Fortress. The impact of the collapse of the outer wall was conveyed into the castle, and from then on, there was nothing I could do.

Unless you are omnipotent in everything and everything.

There is nothing we can do about the casualties. There's a lot more mana outside than the battleground.

It was impossible to completely prevent all the damage, even if the theory, not Ron, was here.

But the raid is only just beginning.

Unexpectedly, fragments of a giant monster torn by Ron and the fighters were causing a strange mutation.

As clay clumps together, the flesh is mixed together to create a new shape.

I don't know what it is.

Before the change was over, he constantly shook his brain and cut off his signature. It was impossible to get rid of tens of thousands of pieces of flesh.

'Human....!'

The procrastinating flesh was taking a more human form.

biometric golem using mana

That was the flesh filling the eyes of the fighters.

In the section, veterans who have been through all kinds of battles also looked puzzled.

It seemed possible to believe that the gates of hell had opened on the planet.

Dante, Latado, other fighters, wizards. The surging bio-golem was crushing with its teeth clenched.

Regardless of Mui's confession, everyone is shocked by this strange and terrible situation.

Jean had the most calm eyes among those fighters. It's not like you've encountered a goddamn biogolem once or twice. I even felt a sense of deja vu.

'Kindelo, Zipple, Beemance. The Great Mana is the Golem created by one of the three.’

All three of them directly confirmed that they were developing biogolems.

It was not immediately clear which of them was responsible and why they hit the High Ran at this point.

One thing for sure.

No matter which of the three was responsible, the High Ran would never suffer a small blow.

It was like a bolt out of the blue as a losing team.

It happened when he was fighting against Rata.

The central battleground of Hailan, which was like a beautiful white desert, could no longer be found.

It was just full of swarming bio-golem and giant mana.

Quaduk, Kurr...…!

In the end, the entire wall over there collapsed, revealing the scenery outside.

There was more chaos than the Daeryeon Hall.

Knights and dragons are holding back, but human bodies have been seen everywhere. It was a body of servants or ordinary soldiers.

There were also a number of casualties inside the battleground.

A reflexive turn of the head examined the position of Veradin.

His magic hasn't been seen yet.

That was making Jean nervous. It was a sudden question whether he would be conducting the attack because he was mentally manipulated.

If Jean knew Veradin, she had to save people harder than anyone else at times like this.

It was not a leisurely situation to confirm Veradin's appearance.

The number of bio-golems grew more and more, and Jean had been breaking through the siege since a while ago.

Every time Sigmund spewed a brain clot, a pile of bio-goles were swept out. The moment Jean, who was cutting them, cutting them, and cutting them off, stopped walking.

It was when the familiar lobes came into view, far between the biome golem and the remains of the beast.

A group of humans wearing gray robes without any patterns.

As soon as she saw them, Jean had to feel her hair stand on end.

The gray lobes belonged to the 'ghosters'.