Chapter 25: E-Rantel (4)
There are two boards in the sky. Literally.
Each board is accompanied by two flying humanoid figures on Its sides.
This is air transport and is available in the Re: Estize Kingdom. It requires a huge sum, of course.
Two 3rd-tier magic casters cast [Fly] to themselves and guiding the floating board — where the passengers sat.
On one of the boards, a bulky person is sitting with a small humanoid figure, covered in a reddish robe and an uncanny mask that hides the face.
"Shorty! Where are you going?!"
"Musclehead! I must go now!"
"Oy! Wait! Are you losing your mind?!"
The masked figure is Evileye. She and her companion have been arguing for a while now but still less than a minute, and the others didn't notice it yet except for the two magic casters guiding their transport.
She still chose to ignore the argument of her friend and cast [Fly] to herself, the transportation may be fast and save a lot of her mana but It's still faster to fly alone.
Musclehead(Gargaran) argued that they must go there together. She knew she's right but...
"... If I can prevent this much sooner."
She muttered. Of course, her companions do not know about her history and it will be better to stay that way.
Hovering herself in the sky and to the tall walls of the fortress city.
The flight is fast and she finally arrived shortly.
'N-No way...'
She's now at the top of the wall, as one of the undead, her senses are tingling on nowhere ends. As if there's a radar inside her that detects other undead beings.
Many undead popped in her senses. Her body shook as she remembered something; she then forcefully stop her shaking hands and clench her fist.
'It's similar...'
Numerous emotions were felt. Memories that had been buried deep inside starts to resurface.
'WHO IS BEHIND THIS!?'
Her crimson eyes scan the whole city and trying to find where is the undead coming from.
With no hesitation, she decided to go to a certain location alone.
Her spell is still in effect, and so she hovers and flew there.
She's no weakling. She knew it herself. A former member of the party of "heroes" of the past and an entity that surpassed the 4th tier.
She flew and passes the people fighting the horde of undead. Cheering them inside her heart.
'Huh?!'
Already on her way there and then she felt a sudden surge of negative energy in an area like It's compressed there.
'Is that the culprit?!'
She hurriedly flew where her senses told her, locating the strong enemy and possibly, the culprit of this mess! — She needs an answer to the puzzle she's been solving for centuries and any clue will help.
She followed her senses, removing one of her enchanted rings making the many flying undead ignore her.
She realizes that the destination she's already going for is the place where the negative energy is being compressed — It means she's right.
She hovers and passed the many undead varying in sizes, strong and weak but all are marching in one direction — the other side of the city where the living is.
She ignored it(for now) because It's better to locate the root and end this mess once and for all!
And she finally reached the place — The cemetery.
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"I-Impossible."
This word left Ainzach mouth. He could not believe what's his seeing now.
"T-That guy is holding that m-monster!" Shouted someone.
*Bang!*
The loud sound could be heard again as the two tall figures charged at each other.
A raven-black knight versus a Death knight that looks something from your nightmare.
The legendary undead is massive. Well, the same could be said to the Raven-black knight.
These two are at the same height, standing at two meters. It is a truly intimidating sight!
Of course, Ainzach knew this man is.
"... Momon."
As he muttered his name, the raven-black knight withstands another charge of the legendary undead.
The undead brought Its black tower shield and contrary to Its appearance, the monster is incredibly fast.
And when it runs towards you with Its tower shield. It's like a wall running to your destination.
But no matter how many times it tries to charge Momon. It still not enough to move the raven-black swordsman, even a bulge.
Annoyed that it can't pass through the man. The undead moves Its towering shield aside, and what comes next is a fast thrust with Its sword.
The sword is nearly one hundred and thirty centimeters long and coated with waves of terrifying red and black fog, agitating observers from nearby like a constant heartbeat.
But the attack is easily deflected by the bastard-sword-wielding raven knight.
The battle continued back and forth that Ainzach looks in awe as the high-level battle ensued. Normal people will not be able to even follow the sequences.
The raven knight then started his counter-attack; masterfully using his bastard sword to deflect the long rippled sword of the undead.
Turning the undead like a turtle hiding within Its tower shield. A loud metal sound reverberated around the field for every observer to hear as the bastard sword hit the undead's shield.
While this duel is happening in the background, the other adventurers could only look in awe, their broken morale is slowly coming back.
Pumping them up to fight again. They could not just watch or else the other undead will interfere with the battle.
Gold-rank plate he may be. They knew in their hearts that he is stronger than the Mithrils, he's a hero that came straight out of a legend!
This gave them the motivation to fight the Squires that are equal to a Platinum(or stronger) and the zombie horde it commands.
They knew that they stand no chance against that undead monster and It's better to stay away rather than to hinder their hero; Platinum, Gold, and even the Mithril joined the fray on fighting the many undead left.
'I'm right!'
Ainzach knew that his instinct is not wrong. This man is born to be a hero!
"[Electrosphere]!"
Then a female voice entered their ears, and a large chunk of zombies surrounding one of the Squires turned into ashes.
The adventurers who are now pumped up froze. Slowly looking to the young black-haired beauty who had just cast the spell.
Then the brown-skin and red-haired cleric beside her immediately charges towards the lone Squire.
It doesn't even have a chance and just got smack by her long mace.
"T-They're strong too..."
One of the Platinum-plated adventurers muttered even his team have a hard time fighting one Squire and these two just eradicated a large chunk of the undead and a Squire.
The cleric then looks at the adventurers and says.
"What are lookin' at~su? Support Momon-sama~su!"
"O-Oh right! Let us not hinder Momon-san! Charge!"
And the adventurers with renewed morale charge the many undead and the battle ensued.
Ainzach witnessed the whole scene, he may be an observer looking over the adventurers at the top of the building but this tells something about Momon.
'So even if his companions are strong, he still fights the Death Knight alone... B-Because he's confident to win!'
One of Momon's companions is a young 3rd tier magic caster. The cleric? Maybe the same strength; she just smacked that squire like nothing.
'Oh, Momon-san. You're a showman.'
He switches his vision to Momon who is still fighting the Death knight. Alone. He's even forcing it to retreat step by step.
'But you're strong. Really strong. Not Adamantite strong. Hero-class strong.'
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"Wow~ You look dead Khajiit-saaan~"
A familiar woman suddenly appeared in the place. It irked him a little but happiness welled inside him after learning that It's successful.
His flesh are nowhere to be found and he's a walking white skeleton now. He feels weird but happy.
But then the extreme happiness has been immediately squashed. Making him irked more but whatever.
"Thank you, Clementine. Did something happen outside?"
"Yep yep I played a bit~ and a strong undead came there! It's big and black! With horns and sword!~"
Khajiit does not know how he's able to speak without a throat but he kind of remembers something about the description he just heard now.
Anyway, he still can't help but feel emotional.
'For five years! Oh, mother! I finally accomplished it!'
He's finally an Elder Lich!