Night of the Soulless Heathens – 151



#151. Quartz Throne 5

Scott agreed with Azadin’s sentiments.

“I see. They must be using the Shinwangjinseo to draw the light of the king’s flower here. Wouldn’t it be better for the captain to take it rather than let them take it?”

“That’s not the problem. If the light of the King’s Fire is weak it’s easier for them to summon beings from the Nether. Right now it’s like sawing through the pillars of a house that’s about to collapse from a fire.”

As soon as Azadin said that the axis of the earth suddenly began to shake.

-Kurururung!

Stones fall from the ceiling.

“ah?!”

“What is this?!”

The water filling the subway ripples rocks fall into the water water splashes and water gushes from the walls.

“You said it was a collapsing house so I got a negative review?!”

“That’s not it. Damn it. Let’s go!”

Azadin jumped into the underpass. It was shaking as if there was an earthquake and rocks were falling from the ceiling so it was dangerous but he decided to go rather than stay still.

“Oh Captain. Wait a minute.”

Scott cast a spell on the corpse of the crocodile that Azadin had killed climbed onto its back and lay down.

“good.”

The crocodile’s carcass crawls in a twisting motion while rocks fall on it.

“Oh my. Hey knight. Can you come over and hold my shield?”

“Just walk while protecting your head with your arms?”

Jibek protected only his own head with a shield and continued walking until he reached Shati who had transformed into a human.

“Oh thank you…..”

“Let’s go.”

*********

The throne of Coral Sahar was a massive quartz pillar rooted into the earth with quartz crystals rising from the ground near the pillar forming the bedrock beneath the throne room.

The bedrock was submerged in water and a tomb was built beneath the throne and on top of the tomb and coffins stood an Aragatsian woman.

One of the Emperor’s four messengers Flower Bird Wind and Moon. Flower Dimia was casting magic towards the roots of the quartz pillar at the base of the throne.

Get notified for updates: https://discord.gg/93rmBjgP6B

Around her countless sea serpents and sorcerers were chanting spells on nether script made of blood taking part in the ritual.

There were a large number of copies of the Book of the New Kings around the Flower of Demia and while extracting white magic from them the light of the White Magic King Flower was being drawn from the throne.

“Wonderful! The king of the rough waves has descended!”

“Well done! Messenger Clan!”

The sea serpents rejoiced. Some of them were so overcome with religious fervor that they cried out and lay down on the ground like lizards trembling.

“Oh! The great one is coming!”

“The Age of Jupiter has begun! The old kings will once again take their rightful thrones! We will stand beside them!”

The sea serpents had spines with membranes on their necks and they spread the membranes and trembled looking like frilled lizards.

A scene of madness. It was a sight that could only be described as such.

‘There are too many.’

Jibek frowned.

There are about 30 Nagas and quite a few of the messenger clan. Although the Nagas are in a frenzy they are still a huge number.

‘It is the nature of a paladin to fight against such evil beings who summon the Nether’s reapers so it is something I should be happy about…’

The numbers were too many and at the moment Zibek was not properly equipped with armor. He had taken off his full plate armor to enter the water and was wearing only simple clothing. How could he face all these enemies in this state?

Then Azadin gave the signal.

Surprisingly Azadin was still trying to attack despite having so many enemies.

“Attack.”

“There are too many numbers but is that okay….”

“No problem.”

Azadin hung an arrow made of black steel like an iron bar on the iron bow he had brought through the water.

It’s Heukgangjeon.

The more it is reused the weaker the magic inside becomes and the arrow’s power decreases. However even if it is used once or twice even if all the magic and curses are gone and it becomes a normal arrow the arrow itself is a powerful weapon.

Azadin asked Zibek for the ‘Hammer of Condemnation’ and quickly ran out throwing a black steel sword.

The black arrow flying with a frightening momentum was targeting the flower Dimia. A man jumped out from next to the startled Dimia.

“no!”

Instructor Krasley a former messenger and now a training instructor for the Korasaar Bobusa Guild flew forward to protect Dimia carrying a thick metal shield.

‘Even if it’s a black magic war I can stop it! That Azadin is famous for not being able to use magic so he wouldn’t have used the yellow or white crane!’

Chrysley decided to do so and slammed his shield sideways into the thickest part of the shield at exactly the angle of incidence of the black steel projectile fired by Azadin.

No matter how powerful the arrow is it will be able to bounce off!

Although Krasley had been confident Azadin’s Black Steel War came in much faster and deeper than expected.

Chrysley’s shield was torn and his arm was pierced.

“Ugh!”

The elbow was cut off. The severed arm flew into the sky but the Black Steel Sword whose power had not diminished rushed towards Dimia who was behind Krasli.

Dimia also tried to evade but she was too exhausted from performing the ritual to draw white magic from the throne and knew she could not dodge.

“Tch!”

Dimia was able to receive the Black Steel Sword using the sword and axe she was carrying…

-Throw!

Join our discord and ping me to update more chapters. Discord: https://discord.gg/93rmBjgP6B

Her arm was also completely impaled on the Black Steel Blade unable to completely block the attack. The bone snapped and the arm was supported by only a bit of skin and muscle. A huge amount of blood poured out.

This was a serious injury that would have caused a normal person to lose consciousness and die from blood loss but Dimia calmly started to stop the bleeding by compressing her armpit.

“This is it!”

“Azadin! Are you planning to sabotage your clan’s secret wish!?”

At that moment another Black Steel Sword flew. This time the Black Steel Sword flew towards Nagaraja of the Sea Serpent Tribe who was panicking.

“human being!”

Azadin’s Black Steel Sword pierced Nagaraja’s head with a single blow leaving only the lower jaw on his body and ripping the upper part off entirely.

Even the Naga race with their powerful regenerative powers would not be able to survive such a brutal attack.

“Hey you bastard! The messenger clan!”

“No but the messenger clan attacked first!”

“Is that someone else?!”

The Nagas rush towards Azadin.

At that moment Lord Jibek threw his hammer. As the Hammer of Judgment magic was activated a shockwave of light swept away the approaching Nagas.

“Whoa?!”

“Ouch!”

As the Nagas staggered from the dazzling light and shock Azadin placed the last black steel arrow in his bowstring. The black steel arrow was so large and heavy that it would explode with just three arrows in a quiver that normally held ten arrows.

“Then the most dangerous thing is…”

Azadin fired an arrow at Dimia who was still breathing.

Although he had inflicted a terrible wound tearing away flesh and bone from his arm Azadin’s instincts told him that the most dangerous enemy in this place was none other than Dimia.

She is the leader of the four groups of the four messengers of the Flower Bird Wind and Moon and we must subdue her now.

But surprisingly the giant Nagas threw themselves to block the Black River Battle. Are they trying to protect Dimia the messenger clan by throwing their own bodies? Even though they summoned the Nether the Nagas still need her.

-Pfft!

The Black Gangjeon pierced through three of the giant sea serpents without losing its strength so it flew away and exploded in midair.

“Ugh!”

“Whoa!”

Of course the flower Dimia also screamed.

“Ah. That Black Steel Warhead is dead. Damn it.”

Azadin grumbled and leapt forward.

The giant Naga blocked Azadin’s path and swung his trident but Azadin seemed to do a slight somersault but instead he landed low to the ground.

-The land spider of flowers birds wind and moon Kazas!

A cold air rose behind Azadin who approached in an instant tearing through the air.

The Wendigo dagger wielded by Azadin radiated cold air and cut the Naga’s skull cleanly like cutting the corner of a watermelon. Blood and brain matter poured out of the severed head and the giant Naga fell helplessly.

“Warm-blooded animals! How dare you! Raja-nim?!”

Another naga charged swinging his curved sword but Azadin swung his iron bow at the naga.

The eyeball popped out as the shaft made of elastic steel beam smashed into Naga’s head.

Nagas attacked Azadin from all directions casting spells and spewing venom from their mouths but Azadin used the body of a Naga whose eyeball had been popped out after being hit by his iron bow as a shield to block the flying magic and venom and then threw him away.

“no!?”

“This can’t be happening!”

The people who went out were embarrassed.

In the case of the original sea serpent clan the average Naga who is not of exceptionally large stature weighs about 30 stone (about 190 kg) which is about three times that of a normal human male.

His strength and physical strength are incomparable to those of a human. How can you treat Naga’s body so lightly?

Even holding a dagger and an iron bow in his hand he was holding and handling his opponent in a way that prevented his evil power from being fully transmitted. This is something that could only be done with tremendous strength.

“Scott!”

“Yes! I’m going! I’m going!”

The orc riding on the undead crocodile forms a bond and casts a spell turning the nagas Azadin kills into undead increasing their numbers.

In the meantime Azadin began to kill the sorcerers who seemed dangerous among the Nagas while Jibek holding his sword and shield blocked those who approached Scott and Shati.

‘I was worried because there were so many but I believed in that black arrow.’

Jibek was impressed by Azadin’s courage action and tremendous force. Perhaps because he had absorbed power from the New King’s Book Azadin was now slaughtering the Nagas at a terrifying speed without getting tired.

*********

“That’s ridiculous.”

The Flower Dimia is the four members of the Flower Bird Wind and Moon. When all 108 messengers are ready the most skilled and popular ones are chosen and those chosen here can be said to be the best messengers of their generation.

Dimia had no doubts about her own abilities.

But that Azadin who was known as a loser was using the Black River Warfare to neutralize and rush in against these many Nagas and the Herald Clan.

‘It wasn’t a normal black bow. That bow… was stronger than the Wolgak Bow.’

When Azadin saw the iron bow he was swinging it didn’t look like something that could be pulled with human strength.

‘Now that I look at it isn’t that a Dwarven heavy crossbow that is wielded by two people? You’re carrying that around?’

“Are you okay Dimia?”

Instructor Krasley is worried.

Dimia felt a sense of both disgust and superiority at the subtle kindness and passion he showed in his attitude of worrying about Dimia even though his arm had been blown off.

But now was not the time to enjoy such leisurely sentiments. The tide was turning.

It is now not long before Azadin and his colleagues completely dominate the situation and subdue her.

“Of course…hehe. Where else can we use the power of the Whibris people?”

Dimia took a deep breath and cast the spell.