Night of the Soulless Heathens – 121



#121. Wendigo 7

As Azadin began to build a terrifying cold suddenly poured out from the corpse.

“Ugh!”

A reindeer-like horn sprouted from the corpse’s head. The corpse which had instantly transformed into a wendigo opened its mouth and a sharp cold air poured down on Azadin.

As the surprised Azadin used the hem of his cloak to block the cold the victim of the sacrifice who had turned into a wendigo lunged at Azadin trying to stab him with his horns.

but….

-Pfft!

Azadin lightly kicked the Wendigo causing it to leap into the air.

“I took it too lightly.”

To hold a funeral for a man who has already been sacrificed to a Wendigo and remove him from the sacrificial state is like taking the meat from the beast’s mouth.

Even if you are raising a dog you have to be prepared to get bitten if you want to take the meat from its mouth. What’s more the opponent is a being that even the Kurt gods could not destroy and had to be sealed away.

The sacrifice transformed into a Wendigo was kicked by Azadin and lifted into the air then hung on the icicles in the ceiling.

In the gap other Wendigos rush towards Azadin. The Were Rats the apostles of Mejeri and the Spidermen the apostles of Atra also mutate into Wendigos and block Azadin’s path. Then the sacrifice escapes using the gap created by the other Wendigos.

“Run away?”

Azadin took out his bow and nocked an arrow. Right in front of him a spider-shaped Wendigo tried to capture him with its spider legs but Azadin dodged the attack with his bow still heeled and fired an arrow through the gap.

The arrow struck the fleeing sacrifice with a sharp sound that cut through the wind.

But Wendigos are undead. Unlike cutting them with a sword or hitting them with a hammer stabbing them with an arrow won’t do much damage.

And that was a fact that Azadin also knew very well.

-Bang!

Suddenly a dazzling flash of light appeared from the arrow and it exploded. Azadin had wrapped a copy of the Book of the New King around the arrow and fired it.

“No what kind of outrageous thing is that…”

Jibek groaned when he saw that.

Azadin had previously shot an arrow wrapped with a copy of the Book of the New King and shot it at Judge Jecht but this was the first time that Jebeck had seen it with his own eyes.

As a knight he was shocked to see the King’s Church’s treasure the sacred covenant of the new kings being treated so recklessly.

“Keeeeeek!”

“Kkaaaah!”

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The Wendigos all started screaming in unison as they watched the arrows fired by wrapping them around the Shinwangjinseo have had an effect.

“Scott! Clear the way!”

“Understood Captain!”

Orc necromancer Scott took up his position with his legs spread apart.

As the shadow stretched out from under his feet and struck the Wendigos those who had been struck down by the sword rose and attacked the other Wendigos under his control.

“What a mess!”

Feeling that his path as a knight was being thwarted Zibek swung his sword and slashed at the Wendigos that Scott was not controlling lamenting.

“If you can stand before your own conscience without any shame you are a great knight even if you are stained with shame!”

Sir Brand the Brass Knight joined Sir Zibek in the attack smashing the Wendigo with his spear axe.

“I wish I had no shame but my conscience pricks me.”

Ismail was feeling inwardly perplexed as he watched Zibek lamenting like that.

‘A paladin a necromancer a senile old man and a messenger. It’s so strange that such a strange team is doing so well.’

Ismail slows the Wendigos’ movements by firing arrows into their knees allowing Sir Xebec and Sir Brand to clear the way by wiping them out in hand-to-hand combat.

Azadin slid through the path they had made grabbing the sacrifice once more. The Wendigo whose arrow was wrapped with a copy of the Book of the New Kings struggled to pull it out but each time a pure white light pulsed from the arrow and the Book of the New Kings purifying the Wendigo.

Azadin kicked the Wendigo’s leg forcing it to kneel then took out another copy of the Book of the New King from his bosom and placed it on the Wendigo’s forehead.

As the pages of the Shinwangjinseo manuscript glowed the Wendigo’s horn was cut off.

“good!”

“Let’s try to consecrate it again!”

Azaddin began to build the altar again at Ismail’s urging but then suddenly a thunderous noise that seemed to shake the heavens and the earth resounded.

“Ohhhhh!”

It was not the small Wendigos here that roared but the true Wendigo roaring out there among the fog and unreality.

At that moment deer antlers grow again from the sacrifice. The light from the copy of the Shinwangjinseo flashes dazzlingly and tries to shake off the Wendigo’s evil power but endless evil power and an overwhelming coldness pour out from the sacrifice.

“Ouch! What the heck!”

Although he had packed his winter gear well frost clung to Azadin’s body. Azadin took out all the copies of the Book of the New King that he had and attached them to the offering consecrating it. However he also felt it.

‘The power of light of the Trinity Archangel and the Knights Templar is also weakening.’

Just as the King’s Church and the Yaegas are becoming corrupted and losing their power… the Knights of Salvation who have turned into merchants are also losing their divine power. As the Age of Jupiter approaches all sources of white magic are weakening and the Knights of Salvation are no exception.

Azadin who has read the books of the Salvation Knights since childhood and has faith in angels has a favorable view of them but that doesn’t mean he is blind.

‘There was no eye to open it in the first place.’

Azadin felt firsthand that the Order of the Salvation had also become corrupt their reputation was at rock bottom and their true devotion and virtuous passion were becoming a laughing stock… and that the power of the angelic faith was weakening.

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Among the angels served by the Knights Templar the three archangels were originally infinite beings of heaven.

However seeing humans suffering from the Nether’s messengers and being treated like livestock by the followers of the Kurt gods they descended to this land as incarnations with material bodies and temporarily allied with the Kurt gods and cooperated in driving out the Nether’s messengers.

However the Kurt gods conserved their strength and waited for the three archangels to exhaust their power.

The Archangels of the Trinity knowing this fact fought without sparing their bodies until their strength was exhausted and finally they were finished. They declared as they re-elevated themselves in a fortress on the Hybris Peninsula.

Anyone who upholds the virtues of wisdom courage and compassion will be granted the power of white magic. They will always reward those who truly seek good.

The three archangels left that promise behind and ascended their bodies turning to stone and sinking beneath the ancient city on the Hybris Peninsula.

The Knights Templar are a group of people who gathered to protect the old city and fortress and to uphold the teachings of the Holy Trinity and their virtues.

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But now among the Rescue Knights only those who use white magic are somehow connected to the Yaegasu Clan… and there is no one who maintains virtue and exerts power.

Just as the descendants of the Yaegas Shin clan the kings and nobles betrayed the light of the king and became corrupt the Knights of Salvation also betrayed virtue and became corrupt.

As a result the three archangels lost their power and prayers and petitions to them were not answered.

But how can we blame angels who have exhausted their strength and can no longer provide?

The Archangels of the Trinity have already fought for humanity until the end so it is not right to despair when they do not respond to your voice while crying out for salvation.

The true attitude of angelic faith is….

“Archangel of the Trinity hear my plea.”

Azadin again grabbed the corpse of the sacrifice which was seething with dark power and called out to the angels.

“I was saved by your story when I was in the most difficult and painful time. Since I am already saved faith cannot betray me. I am only afraid that I will betray my faith!”

Azadin looked up at the sky.

“So I resolve! I will definitely….”

At that moment suddenly a dazzling light flashed from the Shinwangjinseo…

Wings of pure white light enveloped Azadin.

The roaring Wendigo’s cries suddenly turned into screams and the Wendigos around it began to fall down one by one turning into normal corpses.

The deer horns that had grown on the body of the sacrificial victim that Azadin was holding as well as the thick wire-like hairs that had grown out by tearing the skin had all disappeared and the body had simply returned to that of a poor victim.

“Why is Wendigo gone?”

Jibek was shocked at what was happening before his eyes.

“It’s a miracle!”

Brand took over Zibek’s mind.

None of the Rescue Knights have received a response from the angels lately. But now Azadin a member of the Herald Clan known as the Soulless Blasphemous has surprisingly received a response from the angels.

“What a miracle…?”

Jabek couldn’t believe what he was seeing before his eyes.

No matter what this doesn’t make sense. Could it be that the Book of the New King has some kind of synergistic effect? ​​After all Azadin has already used a considerable number of the Book of the New King to draw out white magic.

but….

‘No no. Even though I acknowledged him I secretly despised him. I looked down on him because he was a member of the Herald Clan thinking that his faith and belief were inferior to mine. But could it be that I am a living witness to a soulless blasphemer becoming a miraculous saint?!’

If you tell anyone they’ll treat you like you’re crazy.

“Oh my god. What have you done Captain?”

Scott felt bewildered when his necromancy was completely released the moment the angel’s wings appeared before Azadin.

A power so divine and powerful it could certainly be called a miracle.

Perhaps people will be moved for they have been personally proven that there exists a great being who looks upon them with kindness.

But Scott was cool-headed.

“Making promises to angels is more dangerous than making a pact with the devil. Foolish humans don’t know the danger and just believe that angels are good and will make the calculations vague. But magic is always cruel. Magic and miracles are more cruel collectors than any usurer.”

He realized that the miracle that Azadin had wrought had been achieved at the cost of a great oath.

“It doesn’t matter. Right now I’m just happier that I stopped the Wendigo.”

“Captain. What on earth did you offer? What did you promise?”

“Even if I tell you you won’t believe me. But… um.”

Azadin took off his cloak and wrapped it around the victim’s body shivering from the cold.

“Let’s go back to ground.”

Azadin the person who actually caused the miracle nonchalantly retrieved the copies of the New King’s Book and carried the Wendigo’s sacrifice on his back.

“It’s a miracle. It’s amazing. That the belief in angels actually exists. And that’s….”

Ismail felt an indescribable sensation. He didn’t know whether what was happening before his eyes was just an illusion brought about by the white magic of the Shinwangjinseo copy or a miracle of angelic faith.

If the latter is the case Azadin deserves to be recognized as a saint of the Knights Templar.

But how can Azadin the soulless blasphemer known as the Herald Clan who is cursed even among the Aragasa become the living witness of a miracle?