I Became the Tyrant of a Defense Game [EN]: Chapter 769

As our one hundred automatic defense turrets simultaneously targeted and fired upon the enemy, the leader of the white knight vanguard raised his great bow.

He gracefully drew the bowstring, as if plucking a harp…

Thrum-!

The bowstring vibrated, and at the same moment, a thick white mist filled the air.

The barrage of cyan magic bullets from the automatic defense turrets poured down upon it, but…

Swoosh…!

The mist rippled and swayed, cleanly swallowing all the projectiles. The magic bullets that fell into the mist were instantly broken down and vanished, like a corpse rotting and decomposing in a time-lapse video.

At the same time, the 111 white knights also prepared to retaliate. They all raised their bows to the sky and fired their arrows.

Whoosh-!

Thud, thud, thud!

The arrows they fired in a high arc soared into the sky, scattering a dark aura behind them like rockets leaving trails of smoke.

‘Plague arrows!’

These were plague arrows that formed a wide area of contamination at the point of impact.

Standing at the edge of the fortress wall, I quickly waved my flag horizontally.

“I’m confident in defense too-!”

Swish, swish, swish!

Following the path of my waving flag, a new magical barrier rose in the air, completely blocking the rain of plague arrows falling from above.

The magical barrier struck by the arrows immediately rotted and decayed, but as I recovered the decayed barrier, it was instantly purified and disappeared in the air.

Simply entering the impervious area around me neutralized the effects of the plague arrows.

While I created layers of magical barriers to block the plague arrows, my one hundred automatic turrets fired another volley of direct shots at the white knights.

Bang! Thump, thump, thump!

The white knight leader once again deployed the mist to block the barrage of magic bullets.

Thud, thud, thud…!

The volley of arrows fired by the white knights was blocked by my deployment of another magical barrier.

The turrets and archers of both sides attacked each other, and their leaders defended against those attacks.

Even amidst this, the distance was gradually closing.

The faces of the approaching enemies were now visible.

The faces of the centaurs, with their white cloaks fluttering, were black and rotten, writhing.

“Kellybay!”

Staring at those faces, I shouted to Kellybay inside the fortress.

“I’m counting on you for the ‘construction’-!”

“Leave it to me!”

Kellybay took out the equipment he had prepared.

They were five giant spikes, each emitting a dark red aura from their heads.

Five hellhound gatekeeper magic cores, harvested from Cerberus, the commander of the hellhound legion, and his adjutant, Orthrus.

Giant spikes made from them.

“They may not have the destructive power of magic core missiles, but…”

As Kellybay placed the spikes in the air one by one, they floated and aligned themselves in place.

“Instead, these can be recovered and reused, and more importantly…”

Kellybay lightly rotated his body while holding a hammer-

“They’re much more optimized for ‘this purpose’!”

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang-!

He struck the heads of the spikes in turn, launching them like pucks with a hockey stick.

Thud, thud, thud, thud, thud-!

The five spikes, launched in quick succession, flew and embedded themselves into the ground between us and the white knight unit.

And the next moment.

Boom, boom, boom!

The ground where the spikes were embedded shattered.

Cracks spread across the ground, and the earth instantly collapsed. And from the gaps in the collapsed ground, sudden, fiery red lava erupted violently.

The white knight unit, which had been charging forward with great momentum, stopped in confusion.

This equipment was hastily prioritized and manufactured immediately after it was decided that the opponents for this stage would be these guys, the Doomsday Knights.

Equipment specialized in terrain destruction, made with hellhound gatekeeper magic cores, recreating the landscape of the hellhounds’ homeland-

“It’s the [Footstep Crusher]!”

It’s an equipment that focuses solely on terrain destruction, but its effect is the strongest when the opponent is cavalry!

The white knights, who had been galloping like the wind, were confused by the collapsing terrain, disrupting their formation and forcing them to slow down.

And my automatic turrets, unwavering in any situation, accurately targeted the enemies and then-

Unleashed a merciless barrage of magic bullets.

The white knight leader desperately spread the mist, but in the face of the collapsing terrain, the mist could not fully protect the cavalry…

Thump, thump, thump, thump!

The white knights, swept away by the wide-spread barrage, collapsed one after another, spilling black, contaminated blood.

***

“Hoo….”

Listening to the distant explosions, Torkel took a deep breath.

Thud, thud, thud, thud-!

The red-cloaked, giant-greatsword-wielding red knights were charging relentlessly towards the first forward base.

The incarnations of war and slaughter.

Long embers were forming on the ground they trampled.

“Fire! Don’t let them get close-!”

As Torkel commanded, the archers and artillery relentlessly unleashed ranged attacks.

However, the red knights, deflecting the attacks with their greatswords or enduring them with their bodies, advanced fiercely.

They seemed to be creatures created to charge into enemy lines. They skillfully deflected and evaded all our attacks, relentlessly pushing forward.

“Kuh…!”

As soon as he realized that most ranged attacks were ineffective, Torkel turned his gaze to the sky behind him and waved his hand.

“Damian! Fire support-!”

The airship La Mancha was hovering far above, observing the situation at the first forward base.

Could he really receive his support request in time from such a distance?

Torkel was worried for a moment, but it was unnecessary.

Damian had immediately detected the request for support from his ally and had already entered the firing sequence.

Immediately after Torkel requested fire support.

Clank…!

The lower hatch of La Mancha opened, and then-

Whoosh-!

A magic core missile was launched, flying towards the red knights’ heads.

This missile, made with the magic core of the mantis legion commander, ‘Groom Devourer,’ accurately traversed the long distance and reached the center of the red knight unit.

It exploded.

Boom-!

With a tremendous explosion, a fierce, blade-like gust of wind swept through the area.

Indeed, the magic core missile had a destructive power that was among the best in Crossroads as a single means of attack.

If the opponent had been an ordinary monster legion, this one shot would have been enough to annihilate them.

But this was the end of the Doomsday Game.

The Apocalypse Knights, who had been deployed at the very end, were a powerful legion with the strength of a nightmare legion commander.

Thud, thud, thud, thud-!

The red knight unit emerged from the thick smoke of the explosion.

A significant number had died from the tremendous explosion and the subsequent chain of blade-like gusts of wind, and most of the survivors were injured, but the red knights did not stop.

“….”

Torkel suddenly met the gaze of the enemy commander.

The red knight commander, with several arrows embedded in his body, had finally reached the front of the forward base, and he was burning.

The face of the centaur, with a blood-red cloak fluttering behind him, was a flickering inferno.

At that moment, Torkel realized.

The defensive facilities prepared at this forward base could not stop their charge.

If things continued like this, they would surely breach the walls and enter the forward base.

If they were to meet them here, they would surely suffer great damage. This entire forward base might be slaughtered by these incarnations of war.

Then-

“I will go out and buy some time.”

“Excuse me?”

“Please proceed with the plan as prepared. Then.”

“Sir Torkel?!”

Despite the bewildered voices around him, Torkel stood at the edge of the fortress wall and jumped out without hesitation.

Thud-!

Torkel landed on the ground with a heavy thud and slowly rose to his feet.

A champion’s helmet covering his face. A massive armor like a rock. A large shield the size of a gate in his left arm, and a giant iron mace in his right hand.

Torkel’s appearance was already no different from that of a legendary general in mythology.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Torkel struck his own shield with his mace and looked ahead.

“My name is Torkel!”

Torkel introduced himself as he slowly walked forward, parting the dust he had kicked up.

“I was the captain of the Leprosy Extermination Corps, the vice-commander of the melee unit of the World Tree Defense Front, the greatest shield of His Highness Crown Prince Ash, and the gatekeeper of Crossroads, the entrance to the mortal realm.”

In front of this shield knight, who stood alone blocking the forward base.

《…….》

The red knights, as if by a lie, gradually slowed down, and eventually stopped at a distance from Torkel.

Clop, clop, clop.

Following them, the red knight commander alone kicked off the ground and stepped forward, standing in front of Torkel.

Torkel grinned and raised the mace in his hand forward.

“I propose a duel between commanders. Will you accept?”

《…….》

A duel between commanders.

In this era where romance has disappeared from the battlefield, it was a very anachronistic request.

However, the Apocalypse Knights were all ancient spirits.

Even though they had fallen into monsters, they were beings of an era that accepted this anachronistic request as an honor.

Clink…!

The red knight commander slowly raised his greatsword forward, facing Torkel.

The ends of the mace and the greatsword lightly touched each other, and the next moment.

“…!”

《…!》

The two massive warriors charged fiercely at each other.

The strongest centaur warrior, wielding a greatsword engulfed in flames, and the strongest pure tank of humanity, clad in mountain-like armor, collided.

Thud-!

***

Second forward base.

This was where Evangeline was the commander.

Thud, thud, thud, thud-!

Approaching were the black knight units.

“Damian, oppa! Requesting fire support-!”

Evangeline requested artillery fire, and Damian faithfully responded.

Whoosh-!

Boom-!

The magic core missile of the cicada legion commander, ‘Wingless Cicada Lord,’ flew and exploded.

Following the tremendous explosion, a monstrous sonic wave swept through the area.

“Nice shot! Wow, that was awesome!”

Evangeline was amazed by the power of the monstrous magic core missile, but she soon had to frown.

Thud, thud, thud-!

Although a considerable number had fallen, the still-intact black knight unit emerged from the explosion and charged forward.

The black knights all held scales in their hands, raised to the sky, and were surrounded by water-made barriers.

Seeing this, Evangeline clicked her tongue.

“I’ve lived long enough to see guys using scales as weapons….”

Among the four Apocalypse Knight units, the only one that primarily used magic was this magic cavalry unit.

That was the black knight unit, and the magical tool they used was this scale.

Among them, the black knight commander was holding a particularly large scale made of iron chains. The face of the black knight commander, who had approached the fortress, came into Evangeline’s sight.

A centaur whose face was covered in swirling dark blue water.

“Come….”

As Evangeline took a breath, reviewing the prepared plan,

Clang-

The black knight commander suddenly raised the scale in his hand upwards.

And with his other hand, he pointed at Evangeline.

“…?”

Unable to understand his intention, Evangeline tilted her head. What does he mean?

Swish, swish, swish!

The next moment, water-made figures formed on both sides of the black knight commander’s scale.

One was a figure of a young knight that seemed to be a perfect replica of Evangeline, and the other was….

“What.”

A figure of a plump pig.

The scale, swaying left and right for a moment, gauging the weight of Evangeline and the pig, finally tilted sharply to one side.

…It was Evangeline’s side.

Then, the black knight chuckled, covering his face with his hand. His subordinates also chuckled in unison, pointing at Evangeline.

“…What is it, what is it?”

Evangeline, who felt very bad for some reason, even though she didn’t know the exact intention, shouted.

“What does that mean?! Why are you laughing, you bastards-?!”