Chapter 26: E-Rantel (5)

'I think this is enough... ?'

As I am having a thought a ripple blade is about to slash me down, but I skillfully blocked it resulting in an audible deafening clang of metal.

*Clang!*

We've been dueling for 20 minutes now, and the moment has come.

The adventurers are gaining a victory against the Squire Zombies and Its horde then I motioned to both of my companions.

Both nods; Narberal and Lupusregina cast their spells to the Death Knight.

"[Lightning]!" "[Holy Ray]"

"ROAAAAAAAAAAR!"

The Death Knight seems to suffer in pain, but It's more like annoyed. It possesses a vast health pool but poor magic resistance after all.

*Wooh!*

The adventurers cheered as their "idols" showed their strength.

'What?! They are simping my "wives" already?!'

I cast away the thoughts, for now. I then clenched the hilt of my sword firmly, preparing myself to swing it in peak raw strength. (Level 30+ Handicap)

Death Knight is a decent defensive fighter, but now the undead is full of openings, thanks to my companions.

I forcefully kicked the earth propelling me towards the undead at extraordinary speed. With precision, I swung my sword slicing my enemy in half.

The upper part of Its body flew; landing a few meters away from us. *Thud*

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*YEAAH!*

A thunderous cheer engulfed the entire sector, wilder than the simping noises earlier. Without a doubt, I have certainly made the image of a hero that day.

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Meanwhile at high command...

"AAAAAAAAAAAA!"

"G-Guildmast-er!"

"DID YOU SEE THAT?!"

"I-I c-"

How could the man even talk nor think when Ainzach shaking him back and forth like a doll saying "Did you see that?!" again and again and screaming like a fangirl.

"He exterminated a Legendary Death Knight!"

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"Oh."

Ainzach's assistant lost consciousness just now, he's just an ordinary man, being moved like that by a former high-ranking adventurer will surely take your soul out.

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'I need to go there now.'

Amidst the cheering and praises, I faced the many adventurers behind me.

Feeling the seriousness of my mood, the cheering died down.

"Our job is still not finished! There's still a horde of undead coming our way and we need to root out the culprit!—"

"—Will you accompany me towards the cemetery?!"

*HOO RAAAH!*

The already motivated adventurers became pumped up more as their boisterous agreement resounded to the entire sector.

"Then! FOLLOW ME!"

I then charge towards the wall of skeletons that halted their advance. As I sprint, multiple footsteps could be heard behind me.

I smashed first to the many undead obliterating a large chunk of them. Numerous [Martial Arts] being activated and spells being unleashed!

It's chaos! I slash my way to the horde with my skillful use of the sword, cutting the supposed slash-immuned skeletons like butter.

That's a Relic-class item for you.

With my companions behind me. I cut my way through, getting deeper and deeper and closer to our objective.

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Rainbow, a Mithril adventurer team. They are decent lads. Praise by their exploits and hailed like idols of Adventurers of E-Rantel branch.

They do think they are fairly strong.

All of that changed when they heard the news of Kralgra and Sky Wolf being obliterated by that undead.

'T-Two Mithril teams?!'

That thought echoed in their minds, as they finally saw the undead they are being sent to.

The 2 meters tall monster, Its eyes enough to make someone of their level run.

Contemplating if they should just defy the guild and run away from this big scary abomination.

Until a Raven-clad knight stepped in front of it.

'Did he want to die?!' The same thoughts occupied their minds.

*ROAAAAAR!*

The ugly undead roared in annoyance and charge towards the knight.

They could only thank him and pray to the gods for his sacrifice.

*Bang!*

That loud bang is resulted in the knight stopping the charging undead on Its tracks.

Something they will never forget.

The knight didn't only stop it, he dueled the undead, a high-level fight their team never hope to be involved in. They just don't stand a chance.

But the Knight perseveres and endures all of the engagement with the undead as they (other adventurers) tried to eliminate the Squire Zombies.

The Knight dueled the undead to give enough time for them(adventurers) and his companions to give their all fighting the Squires and win.

The knight himself and winning against the Undead!

He just didn't stop there, and now leading the charge towards the cemetery.

Their team now found themselves supporting the knight and his comrades. They found someone worthy to be praised.

The duel of Raven-Black hero against the undead of legends and emerging victorious; The powerful Elemental spells of the black-haired beauty had unleashed. The Divine judgment of the most beautiful Cleric.

The devastating battle of E-Rantel pave way for legends.

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The advance continued.

The skeletons just didn't stand a chance. There's just no way.

I continued my charge, skeletons flying everywhere. I feel unstoppable, Necroswarm Giants? Meh. Skeleton Warriors? Meh. There's fairly strong undead here and there but nothing close to the Death Knight.

What happened to them? Gone. Taking down Necroswarm Giants in one swing, and the more we advance the stronger undead we met.

'At last!'

From a distance away, the walls encircling the cemetery could be seen.

'We're getting close!'

The advance is getting slow down now because of the more Skeleton Warriors we encountered. Those are at the level of peak Gold-rank adventurers; one level below the Squire Zombies.

It meant that the remaining Gold, Platinum, one Mithril, and myself could defeat them but there are just many!

But something happened.

"That's!—"

A huge skeletal creature could be seen flying high in the sky.

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Khajiit's objective is finished. This place may not have become a city of the dead as he had hoped but It doesn't matter anymore.

He had accomplished his goal!

He became more powerful! An Elder Lich! He also had stepped to the 4th tier! But he does not have any spells of the tier though. He needs to study that.

He then heard one of his disciples running to him.

"M-Master!"

"What is it?"

'Hmm weird...' Many changes happened to his body. He's now a Skeleton, his old frail body bothered him no more.

But the source of this thought is because of the tingling feeling inside him. The mere sight of these humans boiled his nonexistent blood and he wants to extinguish their burning lives.

It's like his instincts whispering to his ears to eradicate the living.

'This is the feeling of being undead.'

He is aware of it and actively suppressing his thoughts. Reminding himself that he needs to be stronger! For his mother!

The disciples then continued his message. "I-Intruder! Might be a 3rd-tier magic caster or more!"

"I see."

He thought about it deeply and calmly. Should he just retreat? His job is done here.

And finally, he concluded that It's better to be back in the headquarters.

"Prioritize withdrawal. We're getting out of this city now."

"Yes!"

His disciple replied and then disappeared from his sight.

"Boring~ Let me handle that magic caster~ pleaseee~"

Clementine appeared out of nowhere but that's fine. That's all she is, and he's not afraid of her as he had more cards under his sleeves.

"No. We're getting out now, Adamantite might be on their way already, and— the Windflower Scripture is probably in the city. Do you want to stay here?"

The playful expression of Clementine vanished and let out "Tch!"

"How about you take your time taking the Crown of Wisdom from the boy as we prepare for our withdrawal."

"Fine."

And the maniac slowly walked away.

'That vile woman... Even when I have become a lich, I can still feel my instincts giving warnings on me.'

As the silhouette of the young woman faded away, he started walking to a certain path. It's leading outside the Catacomb.

'Should I test my strength to this brave one?'

He continued pondering about it until he reached the entrance. He knew that It's only one person but why?

Why is he/she intruding alone straight here? Even the Higher-ups of the city didn't send their 3rd Tier magic casters here.

'An adventurer thirsty for glory? That's plausible—'

As he mulls over it more while standing in the entrance like a statue.

*Boom!*

He still didn't open the wall in the entrance when the entire wall in front of him exploded.

"F*CK!"

It didn't stop there because shortly after that a feminine chant is heard by him.

"[Crystal Dagger]!"

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An enormous crystal dagger is coming from the sky.

*Boom!*

And again it hit his location causing tremendous damage to him. Dust is covering the place, obscuring his vision a bit but still the assault—

"[Shard Buck Shots]!"

Many crystals smaller than the size of a fist shot out in a scattered pattern to his location.

"Arghh!" Anger boiled inside him, as he was being thrashed around like this and It's hurting him!

Blunt damage is his weak point and every time an impact of explosion happened close to him it damages him.

He then pulled a sphere-shaped object from his hiding place(Magic Item).

"NOW! SUMMON THE SKELETAL DRAGON!"