Chapter 312: Night (2)
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Translator: miraclerifle
Editor: Borderline Masochist
Drip.
A drop of the black liquid fell to the ground.
The ground was about to turn black.
Crack!
A tree trunk pierced into the spot. The originally brown trunk turned black while the ground returned to its original color.
“...This, just what is this?!”
One of the Empire’s knights subconsciously shouted out before his body started to shake. He raised his head after feeling an odd sensation.
“Aaaaaah!”
Shhhhhhh-
A large black trunk brushed past above his head as leaves fluttered.
“Crazy. The trees have gone crazy.”
He plopped down on the ground.
He could see all of Section 7 as he sat there and looked out.
It was alive and moving.
This large area called Section 7 was roaring and moving. It was all because of the large tree trunks that suddenly started to grow.
Baaaaang! Baaaaang!
The Empire’s forces could not run toward the airship even as the dead mana bombs were going off. They could not do so even if they wanted to run.
Shhhhhhh-
Their bodies curled up in fear every time they heard the leaves rustling.
There were trees that were darker than the night by their feet and above their heads.
They wanted to run, but the trees were faster than them.
These trees that should be staying in one spot were freely running wild all over Section 7.
“W, what kind of tree is that?!”
The alchemist in charge looked pale as he held onto the railing of the airship.
All he could see were the tree trunks following the red-haired commander’s hands in order to gobble up the dead mana bombs.
“I, I must inform the superiors!”
He gave an order to one of his subordinates next to him.
“I, immediately contact the Tower Master-nim and his highness! A, and, and!”
He started to think as his lips were shaking. However, he could not think properly after seeing this unexpected variable.
Trees that ate up dead mana had appeared.
There were no areas of Section 7 that were becoming desolate. In fact, black tree trunks were appearing by all residential buildings in order to protect the homes from the explosions.
Boom!
The alchemist turned his head after hearing a noise.
He looked to the South.
The golem at that entrance was falling down.
He could see someone looking at him from that area at the same time. He couldn't see the gaze to be specific.
However, he could tell that the person there was looking in his direction when he saw the black robe facing toward him.
That was Mary, the famous Roan Kingdom’s necromancer.
She was the only necromancer on the Western continent, the last of her kind.
This alchemist-cum-black mage could not hide the scorn and disgust he had for the necromancer.
He could see the black mana shining around the necromancer. She had probably absorbed the remaining dead mana after she purified the black despair.
The necromancer soon swayed and had to be supported by a Dark Elf.
‘She’s still much weaker than the Tower Master-nim.’
Thinking about that fact cleared the alchemist's mind. He turned away and looked forward as he gave the order.
“Detonate the bombs as quickly as possible!”
The subordinate’s gaze became serious.
Detonating the bombs faster meant that the airship would depart faster as well. The alchemist nodded his head at his subordinate’s gaze and continued to speak.
“And-”
The person at the center of this change.
He pointed to the person that the tree trunks had gathered around to protect.
“...And attack Cale Henituse as much as possible! No, get in his way!”
The mages and knights quickly started to move after hearing his order.
“Prepare to attack! Cast fire-attribute spells!”
The mages on top of the airship started to draw large magic circles in order to launch fire spells. It was because they had determined that smaller scale spells would be useless against those black tree trunks.
The knights charged toward Cale who was at the center of Section 7 at the same time.
“You think you can stop all of us on your own?!”
Cale sighed after hearing that from one of the knights.
‘He's using such a stereotypical expression.’
It was exactly the type of thing the bad guys fighting against the main character said in fantasy or martial arts novels. Cale felt like he understood how those main characters must have felt experiencing the same thing.
“I'm alone because I can handle all of you.”
‘Can’t you even think that far?’
Cale ignored the corners of his lips going up as he leisurely started to move his hands. He heard Raon's voice in his mind as well.
- Our human is not alone! I, the great and mighty Raon Miru, am here!
Hundreds of tree branches suddenly shout out with Cale at the center.
They started to grow as they shot out.
The black trees were becoming thicker and stronger.
“Roooooar!”
The black panther, Ten, jumped up into the air.
Tap.
However, a new ground was soon created under Ten’s paws.
It was a black tree trunk. A large tree became the ground for Ten to step onto.
A mage shouted from the airship at that moment.
“The magic circles are ready to activate!”
The alchemist in charge had veins popping out of his neck as he gave the order.
“Immediately activate the magic circles! Kill Cale Henituse!”
The black tree trunks around Cale were weaving together with each other as if they were a spider web.
They were above the ground and in the air.
They did not care about where they were as they weaved together in order to create a path.
The branches were heading toward one location.
The palace.
The branches were rushing toward the spot right underneath the airship.
Bang! Bang!
They also gobbled up dead mana bombs along the way.
Nothing seemed to be able to stop them.
“Hurry up!”
The magic circles activated as the alchemist urged them on.
Ooooooooong-
The magic circles and the magic stones above them started to shine.
However, the alchemist on the airship started to frown.
He was looking at the castle wall. There was something flying up into the sky from underneath the castle wall.
It was someone whose hair was as red as the fire spells that the Empire had prepared.
Rosalyn was flying toward the airship. Red mana was swaying around her as if it was a cape.
‘Damn it!
Just how much did they prepare?!’
The alchemist slammed down on the railing. His gaze then turned toward the person at the center of the approaching enemies. He could see the red hair above the now black Section 7 ground.
Cale, the owner of that red hair, started to speak. He gave an order to the tree trunks.
“Grow.”
Keep growing.
Grow to the point that the enemies will fear you.
“Stretch out.”
Keep moving forward.
Move to kill the enemy.
Cale shouted while looking at the spiderweb-like path made of tree trunks.
“Charge!”
“Rooooooooooar!”
The black panther Ten roared as he kicked off the tree trunk. He then started to run. Litana aimed her spear forward with one hand.
“Let's go.”
Choi Han stepped on the tree trunks that reached toward the North and started to run toward the center. The two Dark Elves followed behind him.
It was the same for Mary and Tasha. All of them were running along that wooden black road.
They heard Cale's voice once more.
“All units, charge forward!”
North, South, East, West.
The Jungle warriors who were used to running on trees more than anybody else all started to run across the tree trunks.
They weren't the only ones.
Some of the people of the Jungle who had been quietly hiding started to climb the tree trunks that had been shielding their homes like shields.
Some of them were riding animals while others were running toward the same location.
They were all running toward the airship that was located above the palace at the center of Section 7.
“N, no!”
The alchemist subconsciously took a step back after seeing all these people running toward him. He felt a pressure as if a black tsunami was headed toward him.
Screeeech-
The airship clunked at that moment.
"W, what the...?”
“We've been captured! Leader-nim, we're caught!”
“What?”
The alchemist urgently looked down after hearing the desperate voice of the pale subordinate.
He looked at the bottom of the airship.
There were black tree trunks grabbing onto the bottom of the airship.
Cale started to smile.
“Got you.”
Everything within Section 7 was caught in Cale's hands.