The Porter Is Not Interested in the Hero Party

55 – Legion of Darkness (5)

Among the greenery contrasting with the dreary forest, the soldiers held their long spears tightly and looked forward nervously. The warrior at the head of the army was holding his sword and taking a deep breath, and the troopers breathed in fright, then noticed the hero.

The monster eats people alive and wields soldiers like toys.

It is a large smoke-breathing body, and when a soldier is captured, it becomes a magic crystal alive.

The influence of the rumors that confused the entire army was not only visible on the surface, but the soldiers were permeated with deadly poison. Even a hero cannot completely get rid of his inner fear.

Rather, the hero had to make up his mind so that he would not be swept away by the rumors.

Millet was also sitting on top of a tree with a nervous expression on her face. Her fingers caressed the bow and her back was loaded with steel arrows. Thanks to the heavy arrows, even though the elf, as light as a bird’s feather, climbed up, the branches of the tree swayed along with Millet’s movement.

The hero saw a small bird climbing up among the black trees. The guarding soldier pointed at the bird and shouted.

“Signal! He’s coming!”

The commander also shouted with a firm expression. He was in a position where he had to show no fear more than anyone else, but his exasperated voice was harsher and higher than usual.

“All ready for battle! He’s coming!”

The hero took a deep breath and fixed his sword. The operation was simple. If you ram him from the front with heavy cavalry and block his charge, the warrior will stop him with one more blow while his charge slows down.

After intensively saturating him and pushing him away, from then on he cuts off the supply unit and isolates him. Only after tying it tightly so that it cannot retreat, is it to defeat the one who has entered too deeply.

Kiyiying!

The hero who was reviewing the contents of the operation shuddered at the sharp sound that pierced his ears. The horses startled by a roar that was not normally heard agitated, and the troopers grabbed the reins and began to soothe them.

Kiyiying!

The mechanical sound did not end once. Every time it rang, it was making more earth-shaking vibrations little by little, and the sound of the machine itself was reverberating higher and harsher. Just as the sound of a large army of drums crossing the horizon, giving the enemy a sense of intimidation, the sound of the monster’s machinery was another weapon that broke the morale of the enemies and prepared a breakthrough.

Kiyiying!

The soldiers were trembling with fear. The horses trembled as they stepped back, and smoke could be seen rising through the trees in the forest. The hero thought again of the profile he had received from Caybereth.

His name is Greta.

It is said that he is one of the best samurai demons in the Demon Realm and is the commander, and he has acquired even stronger power by wearing a device that uses magic stones as power. His body is made of scales that cannot be penetrated by swords and spears, and Greta herself said that she was proud of these scales as a proof that she was a descendant of the Demon Dragon.

Kiyiying!

His subordinates are highly loyal, and he always likes to be in the vanguard on the battlefield.

Kiberes wrote a few more sentences.

[Fight until the end. Do not doubt anything and endure until the end.]

Among the writings of Kiberes, the words of the warrior stood out in my memory. Could it be that she thought of herself as a coward who ran away from her enemies, so she wrote a rather young sentence? Was it because he underestimated his own ability?

Kiyiing!

The hero seemed to be able to slightly understand the intentions of Caybeles now. Hearing that creepy sound made the hero doubt his own strength.

can i win can i stop it?

Hesitation is the shortcut to death.

The hero suppressed the goose bumps rising from his toes and gnashed his teeth. The commander trembled at the yellow eyes and black scales protruding from among the trees. Sweat trickled down his forehead, and his raised hand gave the order to charge a beat too late to bear the fear.

“Do, charge!”

Trees were uprooted and fell sideways. Popping out from a gap in the trees, Greta smiled wide-eyed at the cavalrymen who had just started charging. Its face resembled a grotesque demon mask used in puppet shows, and whenever it moved, black liquid could be seen flowing from hoses everywhere.

He blew smoke and shouted.

“Welcome! I am Greta, the Demon Commander! Are you here to stop me!”

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Greta did not even take a defensive posture against the heavy cavalry. The sharp spears of the cavalrymen and the horses in thick armor opened their arms and rushed forward. The sight of him walking with his arms wide open was the object of fear for the cavalrymen and horses running.

Archers, including Millet, fired arrows, but Millet’s arrows only distorted the armor, and most of the arrows did not even hit and bounced aimlessly and rolled on the floor. The hero looked at the backs of the cavalrymen and Greta, who looked like a giant from an old story, and then shouted.

“Back off!”

As if waiting for those words, the cavalrymen who rushed towards Greta began to split apart. Their faces were white even under the armor.

“Why are you running away! You didn’t come to fight!”

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Greta took a step forward as if she would not miss it and embraced the cavalrymen who had not yet escaped into her arms. The hero grabbed his sword and ran forward without hesitation.

“aaagh!”

“Quaaagh!”

Five heavy cavalrymen came into Greta’s arms. As Greta tightened her forearms and began to hug them, the troopers’ faces swelled up like balloons, blood poured out of their eyes, nose and mouth, and their limbs convulsed. The screams died down, but the sounds of flesh being mashed and bones breaking echoed eerily.

The blood gushing out of the whole body soaked the floor, and the porridge, without even the shape of a person or horse, fell to the floor.

“It’s a dog’s death.”

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Greta shook herself off again and shouted, and the hero took a deep breath and stood in front of Greta. Greta grinned at the hero’s face. The warrior said with a firm expression.

“This land is the land of men. It is not a place for demons.”

“That kind of thing can only be said when you have the power to drive it out. look at those weaklings It’s like they’re trembling because they can’t stop me alone and thousands of soldiers. How funny is that?”

The hero did not answer and took a stance. Greta snorted at the hero’s appearance. The hero lowered his body, and Greta reached out into the air.

Millet’s arrow flew towards Greta’s head this time. Greta’s hand lightly grabbed the arrow and threw it to the floor. While Greta’s gaze turned to the arrow, the hero dug into Greta’s body and gave strength to his hand. A golden blade soared, aiming at Greta’s neck as the sword flew.

“slow!”

However, as if he had intentionally left a gap, Greta’s body bent greatly to the side and escaped the sword technique.

A golden diagonal line illuminated the battlefield for an instant. The sword that scattered into particles seemed to be quite beautiful even to the eyes of the demon soldiers.

However, the beauty was fleeting, and the atmosphere of the battlefield, dyed in dark colors again, was hopeless.

If the swordsman wielded with all his might missed, a gap formed in the hero’s body, and Greta’s fists aimed at the hero.

bang!

“Quaaa!”

The hero’s body bounced back towards the friendly unit and entangled with the unit members. Troops who collided with the hero screamed and rolled, and the shields that were pushed forward were terribly bent.

The warrior who had been thrown into a mound of dirt and rolled around vomited a handful of blood and coughed.

“Warrior!”

“There you are!”

Just as Millet was startled and was about to come down, the hero immediately stood up and shouted at Millet.

Millet was about to come down, but stopped when she heard the warrior’s words.

The hero raised his trembling body.

“Because it’s okay… … . Only attack Greta.”

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Greta shouted with a forceful face.

“I heard that the hero’s inaction is terrifying, but Damon is a guy with poor eyesight! Charge everyone! kill the warrior! Wipe them out like this, and advance to the capital of the palace!”

Asmodian soldiers began to swarm behind Greta.

The commander looked at the hero in bewilderment. The hero was wiping the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, and the priests were clinging to his side. The pain engraved in my body made my head dizzy, and I couldn’t breathe properly.

But as much as the warrior’s eyes were alive.

Using the sword as a staff, he stood up and looked at Greta clearly.

the commander shouted.

“Hero! Let’s retreat! Retreat and next… … !”

The warrior looked around. Soldiers struggling to escape. However, the soldiers who lost their will to fight were just prey to the demons. How brutally will those demons slaughter the soldiers?

The battle of slaughter destroys the will to fight. It makes them beg for their lives rather than fighting, even though they know it’s meaningless.

At this moment, if you get caught up in the atmosphere and run away, everything is lost.

The hero didn’t want to see him like that.

“If we retreat now, any soldiers who cannot catch up with the cavalry will die.”

The warrior wiped the blood from his lips and rose again.

“Hero! then… … !”

“I’ll try to stop it somehow! Even if you retreat! We must push them back and retreat!”

The warrior’s sword emitted a golden sword again. Greta, who was rushing towards the enemy, felt the energy of the hero and laughed and shouted.

“Ha ha ha ha ha! What a tough guy!”

Demon soldiers flew towards the hero. The commander gritted his teeth and shouted.

“attack! attack!”

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Greta swung her huge fist and charged at the hero. A golden light more brilliant than usual filled the battlefield. The demons floating in the air were seduced by the light, turned their heads, and were swept away.

The gigantic blade of the sword blocked Greta’s fist, and then began to push it away while breaking through his armor.

“hahahaha!”

With the sound of Greta’s laughter, a golden pillar soared from the middle of the forest.