I Became the Tyrant of a Defense Game [EN]: Chapter 552

A few days before the thirty-second attack.

Thud!

The imp legion commander, Low, slammed his desk and declared,

《This time, we’re going with a direct assault!》

《A direct assault?》

Cromwell’s aide adjusted his glasses and blinked.

The aide was there under Cromwell’s orders to monitor if Low was doing things properly.

《But direct assaults have been tried many times before.》

《This time, we’ll use the legion with the best breakthrough power, use blessings that aid in the breakthrough, and honestly smash through the front!》

《The legion with the best breakthrough power?》

《That’s right! It’s the…》

Low pointed directly ahead.

《The Horned Bull Legion!》

Crunch. Crunch.

A huge minotaur variant, summoned at Low’s request, was lying peacefully on the ground, chewing on the grass that had sprouted there.

It was the commander of the Horned Bull Legion… but looking at those peaceful, clear eyes, it was hard to see it as a monster. It just looked like a cow spacing out in a barn…

Unlike other minotaur-type monsters, the horned bull monster didn’t walk on two legs but on all fours. To put it extremely simply, it wasn’t a monster but just a large buffalo-like creature.

Moo~~

The minotaur variant let out a soft moo as the two demons stared at it. It was even a little cute.

Cromwell’s aide tilted his head.

《You’re going to use these gentle creatures for a siege?》

《That’s right!》

《Will it really work? Wouldn’t it be better to just chop them up, grill them well, and have a feast for the other legions to boost morale?》

The minotaur variant, startled by those words, mooed and tried to get up and run away.

Low, even more startled, rushed forward, grabbed the minotaur variant’s reins, and tried to stop it from escaping.

However, the minotaur variant, already terrified, shook its head violently, throwing Low off, and finally ran away.

《Kyak!》

Low, thrown to the ground, groaned in pain,

Moo- Moo-

The minotaur variant ran away with terrifying momentum.

Thud! Crash!

It crashed into and destroyed barracks, pillars, buildings, and even tall towers in its path…

Watching the buildings collapse, Cromwell’s aide was slightly impressed.

《It’s strong.》

《Ugh… It’s a legion that can obliterate everything in its path when running in a straight line, the strongest among all monster legions in terms of breakthrough power.》

Low said, rubbing his sore back.

《If we make it crash into the fortress walls, it will surely inflict massive damage.》

《But… it seems very timid.》

《That’s true when it’s alone. But if we make them run together in a group, they’ll trample anything in their path.》

In the distance, the minotaur variant was seen destroying another building. Low sighed.

《The problem isn’t that they’re timid. The problem is that once they start running, even the legion commander can’t control his own legion.》

Once they start running, they run until the end.

They don’t listen to orders or restraints. They just charge until they die.

《It’s impossible to destroy the human world with a legion like this. However…》

《Indeed.》

The aide, understanding, nodded.

《You’re thinking ahead to the ‘next’ attack.》

Low nodded back.

The monster legion commanders who had been dispatched so far hadn’t considered this.

They only tried to end the human world with their own hands. There was no way monsters would have the self-sacrificing spirit to lay the groundwork for later forces.

And the Demon King also,

Called the human world invasion an ‘Offense Game,’ and with a feeling as if playing chess.

He just carelessly wasted his subordinates’ lives. He just enjoyed playing around as if testing the guardians of the human world.

As if thinking, ‘I will win in the end,’ he was half-hearted about invading the human world.

But Low was different.

He was given the opportunity to oversee several attacks, so he could plan tactics by linking multiple attacks together.

The basics of siege warfare.

Break the walls.

Low had no intention of completely overcoming the fortress during this attack. He just wanted to inflict significant damage on the walls.

《We need to create an opening. We need to shake them up by any means. Only then…》

Low held up the royal scepter entrusted to him and murmured,

《Will the path to conquest be visible.》

《…》

The aide, who had been staring at Low, tilted his head and muttered softly,

《…Did you become a genius of the Offense Game?》

《Huh?》

《No. I was just joking. Anyway, I’ll report that to Cromwell.》

The aide, scribbling something on the documents in his hand, winked at Low.

《Cromwell has high expectations for you… well, not really high, but a little. Do your best, Low.》

Low grinned and clenched his fist.

《Just leave it to me!》

***

Thus began the thirty-second attack.

The dark event Low chose was ‘Weakened Walls.’ It was a siege-optimized dark event that reduced the durability of the walls by half.

Now, if the Horned Bull Legion just crashed into this weakened fortress, a huge hole would be punched through the walls.

Rumble…

Low smiled contentedly, watching the enormous herd of cattle leaving the main camp and heading towards the main gate of the Lake Kingdom.

A staggering herd of about 5,000. If this many charged at the walls, even that fortress would have no way to withstand it.

That’s when it happened.

《Huh?》

Flash-!

A flash of light appeared in the sky above the main gate,

KWA-KWA-KWA-KWANG!

An explosion occurred.

A huge beam of light swept across the area. The herd of cattle, gathered to prepare for departure, was instantly slaughtered.

A white-haired woman was wielding a huge pillar of light… no, a longsword imbued with light. And every time the sword grazed, monsters died.

Watching this terrifying scene, Low screamed.

《What the heck is that?!》

《Ah… Don’t you know? That’s the ‘Nameless One.’》

Low, who had never even seen a departure, let alone participated in one, was naturally seeing this for the first time. The aide explained indifferently.

《She’s a terrifying woman who calls herself the guardian of this hell. Our legions trying to depart for the human world always have to break through her.》

《Has it always been like this?!》

《She’s a bit weaker these days, so we can at least depart. For the past few hundred years, we couldn’t even get through.》

Moo-!

Moo-oo-oo-!

The horned bull monsters screamed in agony and ran away.

After the slaughter, and after a mountain of monster corpses had piled up.

The Nameless One was breathing heavily, using her old iron sword as a cane, panting at the entrance of the main gate.

《Hee… Hee…》

Next to Low, who was trembling at this sight, the aide was calmly writing on his documents.

The aide was counting the number of monsters that had managed to depart, avoiding the Nameless One.

《Still, about a third got through. That’s not bad.》

《…》

《Let’s go back and wait for the battle results. Before we get caught by the Nameless One and get torn in two.》

At those words, Low finally came to his senses.

Right. Although it wasn’t the initial number, still over fifteen hundred horned bull monsters would be charging towards the human world.

Low shouted powerfully.

《Now, how are you going to stop this, guardians of the human world!》

He shouted so loudly that the Nameless One looked this way, wondering what was going on. The aide quickly covered Low’s mouth, picked him up, and ran away.

***

The legion that departed this time was the Horned Bull Legion.

Literally a stampede of charging cattle. It was obvious that any defending forces would be trampled to death.

But if they didn’t stop them, the walls would also collapse.

Low thought that his tactic, though his own, was not bad.

However.

《What?》

The guardians of the human world annihilated the Horned Bull Legion in an absurd way.

Moreover, not only did they annihilate them, but the walls suffered no damage.

The tactic used by the guardians of the human world was as follows.

They placed tank units capable of area taunts, such as [Battle Roar], at the entrance of the Black Lake.

As soon as the Horned Bull Legion appeared, they initiated the taunt.

The Horned Bull Legion commander, already agitated from avoiding the Nameless One, was immediately taunted and charged towards the tank units. Naturally, the following horned bulls began to run after the leading commander.

The tank units all boarded the waiting airships, and the airships flew at low altitude, continuously luring the herd.

The tanks also continuously used taunts to guide the herd.

Flap!

The human commander, who was also on the airship, was waving a red flag for some reason.

While shouting incomprehensible things like, “It’s a bullfight! A bullfight!”

This flag had no forced taunt effect, but the Horned Bull Legion commander was properly taunted.

The blinded Horned Bull Legion commander ran mindlessly after the airship, and as is usual with animals in a group, the rear ranks followed the lead without any suspicion.

Thud thud thud thud!

After trampling the wasteland, destroying the forest, and obliterating everything in their path.

-They fell off a cliff.

The Horned Bull Legion, led to a nearby valley, couldn’t stop.

The Horned Bull Legion commander noticed the cliff and tried desperately to stop, but the commander had no way to stop the momentum of the subordinates charging from behind.

The airships that had been guiding the herd soared into the sky, but the horned bulls couldn’t fly.

In the end,

Moo-oo-oo-!

Thud! Thud! Thud! Crack! Crunch…!

Over fifteen hundred cattle plunged into the deep valley below.

Every single one of them was crushed to death without exception.

Thus, the thirty-second attack ended without any proper battle, without even seeing the target walls, with the entire Horned Bull Legion falling to their deaths.

Low, having read the entire report, gaped.

《Th-This can’t be…》

He thought his tactic was not bad. He thought he had declared ‘Checkmate!’ in a game of chess, holding a knife to the enemy’s throat.

The opponent, the human commander… just snorted, lightly brushed off his hand, broke the knife, and countered with, ‘Oh, check.’

The aide, watching Low, who couldn’t recover from the shock of the devastating defeat, whispered softly.

《You’ve become a moron of the Offense Game…》

《Stop poking me! Stop teasing me!》

Low, trembling, finally let out a long sigh.

《…I understand now. If we send out monster legions with conditional power, the guardians of the human world will instead exploit those conditions.》

《Oh ho.》

《We need to send out legions with high average power that are not affected by conditions.》

Low sensed it.

Even if it was a bit reckless, it was time to make a strong move.

《…For the next attack, the 13th ranked legion.》

The strongest legion he had been eyeing from the beginning-

《I will send the Fallen Knights.》

At that, the aide looked slightly surprised.

《Can you handle them?》

《…》

《As you know, that legion is too violent, and they probably won’t listen to you.》

《U-Uh, somehow, with the authority of this royal scepter…》

Low asked, sweating.

《…Will it not work?》

***

《…》

《…》

Low swallowed hard. The aide behind him also had a slightly tense face, unlike his usual carefree expression.

The Fallen Knights’ main camp. A crumbling chapel.

Inside the chapel, at a table, sat a total of 13 knights.

No, things that were once knights.

Monsters that had fallen into the form of beasts, covered in tentacles, blood mist, and slime, once renowned knights.

At the head of the table.

The Fallen King – Pendragon, sitting on a throne made of skulls with a huge greatsword planted in front of him, spoke through the gaps in his helmet.

《So.》

A wicked and terrible voice that seemed to corrupt the mind just by listening to it.

《It’s finally our turn, you say?》