I Became the Tyrant of a Defense Game [EN]: Chapter 693

The city walls, rebuilt with all of humanity’s technology brought from New Terra, still stood firm despite the chaos.

Though more parts were broken than intact, the walls were still standing… and on top of them, people who could still fight had gathered.

“Your Highness-!”

Led by Junior, the people who saw me return alive all rushed over, making ‘hoo-uh-uhng’ sounds. I was grateful that they were welcoming me back with tears, but I didn’t have time for that right now…!

Fortunately, everyone calmed down quickly.

*Thud! Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwang!*

Over on the south side, the Night Bringer and Jormungandr were still fighting with the ferocity to end the world.

The shattered ground and the encroaching night swirled together in the air. It was a sight that sent shivers down your spine just by watching it.

“…Senior.”

Evangeline, who was reorganizing the troops, looked up at me, and I nodded.

“Alright. Is everyone gathered?”

I had sent Elise ahead to gather the troops and supplies. I quickly explained the ‘Night Closing’ operation, looking around at the heroes and soldiers on the wall. Everyone looked tired and worn out, but they were focused, knowing that this operation was our last chance for a counterattack.

“So, soon the airships will depart to break through the curtain of darkness… we must support them from the ground.”

“By support, do you mean…?”

“There are gaps in that curtain of darkness, but they keep regenerating… so the gaps have narrowed. We need to pry those cracks open.”

I turned to Damian and nodded.

“Damian will snipe those gaps.”

Damian nodded back. Damian had been observing the points where the cracks appeared in the sky from the observation tower. He knew the exact locations better than anyone else.

“But Damian’s magic bullets alone won’t be enough. So… everyone here must combine their strength.”

Evangeline and Junior’s eyes widened.

“Combine our strength?”

“Yes.”

No sooner had I finished speaking than Lily and the alchemists came struggling from inside the city, carrying something.

“We brought it, Your Highness!”

It was the oversized, stationary ballista that Burnout used to use.

It was equipment that was made with various customizations in mind from the start, and it had been used in various ways, such as connecting it to the magic core of the Dandelion Legion Commander. We were going to use that aspect again this time.

‘I’ll gratefully use the legacy you left behind, Burnout.’

Bodybag, using telekinesis, lifted the equipment and began to skillfully set up the ballista.

The oversized ballista was quickly installed on the wall, and the alchemists connected magic cores and various artifacts to it.

“Damian, over here!”

Damian, called by Lily, took out [Black Queen] and attached it to the top of the ballista.

Watching the assembly of the temporary magic bullet launcher, which was larger than ever before, I explained to the remaining heroes.

“We’ll divide the heroes into four main groups. Spirit users, mages, priests, and everyone else.”

I nodded, looking at the spirit users led by Hannibal.

“First, the spirit users will help enchant Damian’s magic bullets.”

Spirit users were used to ‘infusing’. They could imbue equipment with spirits or give attributes to objects.

They would be able to coordinate the entire magic bullet enchantment process.

“Next, the mages will compress their magic power and infuse it into the magic bullets.”

The mages would increase the ‘power’ of the magic bullets.

Junior, understanding my intentions with a simple command, nodded and led the mages to the launcher.

I then looked at Janice and Rosetta. They were all covered in bandages, probably from injuries during the battle, but their eyes were sharp.

“The priests will convert divine power into light through the magic power concentrators. Help the magic bullets resist the darkness as much as possible.”

The priests were in charge of ‘light’.

The purpose of this operation was fundamentally to break through the curtain of darkness. And the priests were the job class with the highest efficiency in converting light through magic power concentrators.

Their role was to infuse the magic bullets with light so that they could become the natural enemy of the curtain of darkness.

At my command, the priests also nodded in unison and ran towards the launcher.

“And everyone else, protect the launcher so that we can fire stably.”

The vanguard heroes, led by Evangeline, nodded.

The situation across the entire area was dire. If an unexpected variable occurred, the vanguard heroes would have to be deployed to protect the launcher… and Damian.

“Alright. Everyone, create the best shot possible. I’m counting on you.”

“Yes!”

After looking at the people who were busy running to their respective tasks, I headed towards the edge of the wall. There, two familiar dragons were waiting for me.

“Skaerian, Parekian.”

《Ash. You really came back.》

Skaerian’s whole body was burned and festering, probably from the effort of holding back his breath.

But with his large dragon face, he still had his signature nerdy expression as he scanned me, then chuckled.

《You’re still trying to fight even after becoming ‘that’? I have to say, you have an indomitable will.》

“I’ll take that as a compliment.”

I gestured with my chin and stood at the edge of the wall.

“Enough, follow me, Skaerian. Parekian. I need you.”

The orders were finished for the subordinates who would leave on the airships, and the subordinates who would snipe to support the airships.

Now, I was going back to the battlefield… to the place where those giant mythical beasts were fighting.

That’s when it happened.

“I, I, I want to go too!”

A small figure stepped forward hesitantly between the two dragons.

“I’ll go too, Your Highness….”

“Violet?”

It was Violet, the leader of the Gamble Club, the illusionist.

I blinked in surprise at the unexpected request from an unexpected person.

Violet’s shoulders and body were trembling as she stood before me, but her eyes were filled with determination.

“……”

After looking into her eyes for a moment, I chuckled.

“Alright, I see.”

I put my foot on the wall railing and looked south.

“Good, we have five members… it’s a party.”

Me. Crown. Skaerian. Parekian. And Violet.

A shattered commander, an immortal clown, a nerdy eastern dragon, an inscrutable silent dragon, and a human illusionist.

I had no idea what kind of nonsensical combination this was, but anyway, there were five of us. A party was formed.

Skaerian, who had smoothly cut through the air, put his body against the edge of the wall, and I, who had climbed on first, reached out my hand to Violet.

“Are you ready to become a legend, hero?”

Violet took a deep breath, nodded her head firmly, and then… took my hand and climbed onto Skaerian’s body.

Following her, Parekian walked onto Skaerian’s back, and finally, Crown grumbled as he climbed on.

“Am I just naturally included?”

“Were you planning to play here forever? You need to translate for Jormungandr to listen to my orders. Let’s go.”

With that, everyone had boarded Skaerian.

*Thwack-!*

Skaerian’s body seemed to coil up like a spring in the air, and then he shot forward in an instant. We flew towards the place where the Night Bringer and Jormungandr were fighting.

No, we were about to fly…

Not long after we started flying, we were all taken aback.

“…?”

“Huh?”

“What is that?”

At the end of the southern field.

The place where the two mythical beasts were fighting.

The place where night and ground, darkness and earth were chaotically mixed and swirling, suddenly became quiet, and then-

*Whoosh…!*

Something huge was thrown out from there, as if it had been ejected.

The huge thing that was thrown out flew across the sky towards Crossroads. I realized what the silver-gray mass that was spraying blood everywhere was a beat too late.

It was…

“…Oh my god.”

It was half of Jormungandr’s body, the tail end that had been ripped off.

The Night Bringer had torn Jormungandr’s body in half from the middle, and then thrown the tail end towards Crossroads.

***

*Kwaaaaaa-!*

The airship ‘La Mancha’ soared out of the hangar, spewing fierce flames from its rear thrusters.

Following it, the skeletal ‘Alcatraz’ flew up as if to escort La Mancha.

The two airships soared side by side, gaining altitude into the dark sky. Long trails of fire scattered from the tails of the two airships, illuminating the darkness.

“Airship launch confirmed!”

“Operation Night Closing, has begun-!”

The scouts on the wall, who had been waiting for the airships to launch, shouted busily.

*Click, click, click-!*

Having transformed [Black Queen] into a form similar to a railgun, Damian exhaled deeply.

The long barrel of [Black Queen], combined with the stationary ballista, was pointing high into the sky. The magic bullet launcher had become so large, with various artifacts attached to it, that it was hard to tell where the barrel ended.

Damian, sitting almost lying down in the gunner’s seat of the launcher, stared at the distant sky and slowly placed his finger on the trigger.

*Chijik, chijijik…*

The seven magic bullets of Black Queen had already finished the process of rotating and merging into one in the air.

And the mages, priests, and spirit users had each applied their processes to this merged magic bullet.

“Magic power charging, complete!”

On one side, the mages refined their magic power and infused it into the magic bullet,

“Light condensation through the concentrator, complete!”

The priests also crammed compressed light into the magic bullet.

“All enchantment processes complete!”

Hannibal, who oversaw all of these processes and finally summoned the wind spirits to surround the magic bullet, said, sweating profusely.

“I don’t know if it’s the strongest, but it’s definitely the best shot…!”

“……”

“Since we’ve poured an unprecedented amount of excessive enchantment into one bullet, the duration is extremely short! The spirits will hold out as much as they can, but-”

Hannibal was about to explain further when it happened.

*Whoosh…!*

A sudden gust of wind blew.

The startled heroes all turned to look, and then gasped.

*Swaaaaaaak-!*

It was flying towards Crossroads.

The long, severed tail of Jormungandr, thrown by the Night Bringer.

Evangeline, who was standing in front of the launcher as if to protect it, groaned.

“What is this… ?!”

*Charrrr-!*

The magic wall that Ash had deployed in the sky was spread out in its path, but it could not completely stop the momentum of the tail piece that had flown in with overwhelming mass.

The huge tail of Jormungandr, blocked by the magic wall and bounced off the ground once, flew straight towards the southern wall of Crossroads.

There was no way to stop it.

*Kugwagwagwagwang-!*

The wall, which had been holding up like a lie, was finally completely crushed.

The magic bullet launcher installed on the wall was also shattered to pieces.

***

*Kugung, kugugung…*

In the rubble of the collapsed wall.

“……”

Sitting on the wreckage of the broken launcher, holding [Black Queen] in both hands. Damian was still aiming at the sky.

And all the other heroes, covered in blood, were standing around him, protecting him.

Even in the unprecedented situation of the wall collapsing, Damian was safe thanks to defensive magic and physical protection. It was the result of all the other heroes protecting him with one heart, even as they fell and were injured.

“Ugh…”

Evangeline, who had taken the brunt of the wall fragments falling towards Damian, trembled at the corner of her mouth.

“Can you shoot, Damian oppa?”

“…Of course.”

The launcher was destroyed, but the magic bullet was already complete.

The target was out of sight, but he had already seen it with his own eyes.

Damian smiled faintly in the rubble of the wall, which had completely collapsed and surrounded him like a well.

“I’ve done this before.”

The next moment, the sniper’s finger pulled the trigger.

*Tukwaaaang-!*

The bullet that shot out of the barrel with a dazzling magical flame soared up like lightning returning to the sky.

Sharply illuminating the dark sky, the magic bullet rose endlessly.

Like the last fireworks we all watched together at the autumn festival…

*Kugugugung…!*

Suddenly, dark clouds gathered in the southern sky, and the white snow falling from the sky suddenly turned black like sticky tar.

A blizzard of black snow raged, pouring down towards the rising magic bullet. It was as if the sky was trying to stop the magic bullet.

But the pure white magic bullet danced, drawing a trajectory that could not exist in the world, breaking through the layers of snow.

It accurately reached the target it was fired at, the scratch etched in the southern sky.

Without a sound, the magic bullet penetrated the curtain of darkness.

……And the next moment.

*Tearrrrr-!*

The dark clouds were torn to shreds, and a huge hole was punched through the curtain of darkness.

It was as if a deep wound had been made in the sky.

“Target point confirmed.”

Inside the bridge of the airship ‘La Mancha’.

Lukas, having confirmed the hole in the curtain of darkness, muttered without inflection.

“We’re going in.”

As Lukas commanded, Kellybay sharply tilted the control stick.

*Kugugugung!*

Inside the airship, which was shaking violently as it changed direction, the eyes of the special forces heroes preparing for battle gleamed fiercely.

“Let’s go.”

Looking at the next curtain of darkness that stretched endlessly over the hole in the curtain of darkness, Lukas growled.

“To cut through the night.”