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Thump! Thump-thump! Thump! Thump-thump!
A zombie pounded on a leather drum with all its might.
The drumbeat echoed across the land, and the outer gate in the Akeron wall slowly closed.
The wraiths that failed to enter Akeron looked around in bewilderment, then stared at the sandstorm in the opposite direction.
It wasn’t a sandstorm. It was an artificially created sandstorm.
It was the dust stirred up by countless approaching wraiths.
The wraiths’ eyes widened, and they hurriedly moved away.
Step-! Step-! Step-!
The Revolutionary Army’s wraiths approached in formation.
Clad in black armor, they glared at Akeron’s wall with a glint in their helmets.
On the wall, Akeron’s soldiers, following the Constellation of Death, were visible.
They pointed at the continuously gathering Revolutionary Army and shouted something at the top of their lungs.
“Launch them.”
As Yura muttered in her helmet, the representatives of each race in the Revolutionary Army nodded and gestured.
Behind them, with a dull roar, catapults launched boulders covered in blue flames.
The boulders containing the flames of the Underworld drew an arc and exploded against Akeron’s wall.
Flames spread in all directions, and wraiths burned.
The Revolutionary Army cheered at the sight.
“Let’s go-!”
The Revolutionary Army began to run.
They ran with shields in one hand and ladders in the other, followed very slowly by siege towers.
“Rebels!”
“To dare defy the Constellation of Death!”
Akeron’s soldiers screamed.
“Target those siege towers first! Ignore the ladders! They’re trying to distract us on purpose!”
From Akeron’s wall, ballistae [large, ancient crossbows] equipped with sharp bolts were aimed at the siege towers.
Thwack-!
A siege tower was pierced by a bolt.
Ignoring the attack, one of the siege towers that had been advancing collapsed, and the Revolutionary Army beneath it was buried under the rubble.
“Aim!”
Akeron’s soldiers with crossbows.
“Fire!”
The surging bolts felled the Revolutionary Army one by one.
But even pierced by bolts, the Revolutionary Army did not stop advancing.
They were wraiths.
Beings who lived immortal lives unless their souls were damaged.
“Climb!”
The ladders were placed against Akeron’s wall.
The Revolutionary Army protected their heads with shields and climbed the ladders step by step.
From the outer wall, Akeron’s soldiers threw stones, knocking the Revolutionary Army down.
‘It’s still too much to break through Akeron’s wall head-on,’ Yura thought, watching the battlefield with her arms crossed.
“…Attack the harbor as well.”
At Yura’s words, a separate unit began to move.
The wraiths threw themselves into the sea of blood.
They relied on each other with ropes to avoid being swept away as they headed towards Akeron’s harbor.
The Revolutionary Army’s eyes gleamed as they climbed onto the boatmen’s docks.
“Enemies!”
“Intruders!”
There was no concept of warships in the Underworld.
They never expected anyone to swim to the harbor, so security was lax.
Akeron’s soldiers rushed to push them back into the sea of blood.
“Hmph, that’s all they can do.”
The Revolutionary Army’s screams echoed from the harbor and the outer wall.
The Death Knight in charge of defending Akeron’s outer wall sneered at the Revolutionary Army.
There were many of them, and the quality of their equipment was better than expected.
Their skills were also considerable, indicating they had been preparing for a long time.
But these rebels underestimated Akeron too much.
This wall was high and sturdy.
It wouldn’t collapse with catapults, and even if they climbed up with ladders, they would fall from the stones being thrown.
The siege towers had all been destroyed by the ballistae deployed before they even arrived here.
“This is Akeron. The heart of the Underworld. This place will never fall!”
It was when the Death Knight was confident that another Death Knight approached him.
“Captain.”
“Reinforcements have arrived.”
“Reinforcements?”
“The nobles of Arata.”
“Ooh! Kashar Kron. If that hero joins us, we’ll be even stronger!”
The Death Knight turned around and saw Kashar Kron walking in with a dignified appearance.
Behind him were warriors and slave soldiers of similar stature, wearing robes.
‘Good. This will dampen the spirit of the rebel forces.’
“Now, slaves!”
Kashar Kron spread his arms.
“Who am I!?”
The slave wraiths raised their heads and shouted in unison.
“Kashar Kron! His Imperial Majesty!”
“Yes, this Emperor commands.”
Kashar pointed to Akeron’s outer gate with his finger.
“Open the gate.”
The Death Knight, who heard the sound, became dazed, and the slave soldiers screamed and charged.
They rushed at the wraiths guarding the outer gate.
“Wh, what-!?”
‘No way?!? Has Kashar Kron also become a rebel?’
The Death Knight’s eyes flashed with fierce killing intent.
“Subdue Kashar Kron!”
At that moment, a burly man wearing a robe moved.
He sprinted up the wall of the ramparts and leaped high into the sky, his robe fluttering, revealing his head.
A man with a spear made of long monster bones.
The Death Knight stared at the man with wide eyes.
“T, Turam the Destroyer!”
Turam swung his spear and cut the Death Knight in half.
“St, stop him!”
“T, there are too many of them!”
Akeron’s soldiers guarding the outer gate were subdued one by one.
Eventually, the slaves seized control of the device that controlled the outer gate.
Kashar’s slave wraiths grabbed the lever and pulled.
Clunk-!
The outer gate slowly began to open, stirring up dust.
The Revolutionary Army shouted in victory.
Through the narrow opening, the Revolutionary Army passed through like insects swarming out, and gradually Akeron’s wall began to fall into the hands of the Revolutionary Army.
Bang-!
When the gate was completely opened, countless Revolutionary Army soldiers flooded in like water, sweeping away Akeron’s soldiers.
“Kuoaaaaaaah!”
Clang-!
The zombie ogres slammed the dark stone cage with the maces they were holding.
The door opened, and a monster of the Underworld emerged, placing its hands on the ground.
A three-headed guardian.
Cerberus [the multi-headed dog of Greek myth, guarding the Underworld].
Kashar and Turam faced Cerberus, loosened their necks, and raised their spears.
“This is insane…. I have to fight such a monster.”
“Oooo! Indeed… Natos’s pet is different! Look at that majestic figure! Haha! It was right to side with the Constellation of the End. I can have some real fun!”
The two heroes burned with fighting spirit and charged at Cerberus.
***
“…There’s another living being?”
Even with his head blown off, Natos did not die.
He smiled as he muttered in surprise.
Another fun toy has been added.
Loki hurriedly supported Salrut, whose body was collapsing.
“Haa-! Haa-!”
Was it because Natos had taken damage?
Salrut was able to escape the illusion of death.
She clutched the cloth bundle in her hand even tighter.
She almost dropped her father’s head.
Loki looked at Salrut and said.
“Good job.”
“…I can fight.”
“I’m not telling you to run away.”
Loki pointed his chin down.
Bang-!
A roar was heard.
Along with the dust, an old, horned warrior with a huge body was visible.
The old warrior carrying the anvil raised and swung his chains.
The anvil scraped against the walls of the Spirit Palace, and part of the Spirit Palace collapsed.
“K, Kanus! What are you doing!?”
“Are you starting a rebellion!?”
The soldiers of the Spirit Palace surrounded Kanus.
They pointed their blue weapons, but they couldn’t dare to attack because of Kanus’s dignified appearance.
“Ooooooo!”
Kanus roared and swung the anvil, and the anvil crushed Akeron’s soldiers as it passed.
“Waaaaaaa!”
“Follow the Constellation!”
The artisan wraiths ran to Kanus’s left and right.
“R, rebellion!”
“The wraiths have rebelled!”
‘Wh, who are they? Allies?’ Salrut wondered, panicking.
Bang-!
A roar was heard from Akeron’s outer gate and the city.
The sound of drums and trumpets.
It was an alarm signaling the start of the war.
“What I’m saying is to help them.”
“…….”
“Open the gates. Then at least the bugs won’t run wild.”
The bugs must have been referring to the soldiers of the Spirit Palace.
“Okay.”
Salrut jumped off the roof with Kalib’s head.
At that moment, Thwack-!
Loki’s head exploded.
“……?”
Loki touched the side where his head was with his hand.
He felt his head.
But what was that feeling just now?
His head exploded, and he even felt a terrible pain for a moment.
It was like he had experienced death for a brief moment.
Loki turned his head and could see a dark figure standing.
The figure revealed itself.
A man with white hair, white skin, and red eyes.
The Constellation of Death, Natos.
His head was attached to his neck.
“You, are you the Constellation of the End?”
Loki narrowed his eyes.
‘He didn’t die even though I blew his head off.’
Besides….
‘Was that just now an illusion?’
That might have been what Salrut experienced.
Loki turned his body towards Natos.
At that moment, his heart exploded.
He knelt down and bent over.
Natos burst into laughter at the sight.
“If you are the Constellation of Death, are you my ‘death’?”
He approached Loki, bent down, and sneered.
“But you cannot ‘kill’ me.”
This was the Underworld.
Natos’s land.
Here, he could freely wield the ‘authority of death.’
He could make others experience all kinds of deaths,
And he could reject his own death.
“Unless you bring me into the mortal realm and kill me there. No one dares to touch me here.”
“…….”
Natos reached out his hand towards Loki’s head.
Clap-!
Loki grabbed Natos’s hand.
Natos smiled at that.
“You will die by having your neck cut off.”
Natos declared ‘beheading’ to Loki.
Instantly, a sword wound appeared on Loki’s neck, and blood gushed out.
Loki touched his neck with his other hand.
Blood poured out as if his neck had been cut by something sharp.
‘Cut?’
By what?
As questions arose, Loki looked at Natos.
Natos chuckled at Loki.
“It seems the pain is not enough yet? Then… die by hanging.”
Hanging.
An intangible chain wrapped around Loki’s neck.
The sound of his neck bones breaking was heard.
“How long can you endure in the ‘illusion of death’?”
Natos sneered at Loki and tried to pull his hand away.
“……?”
But the hand he was holding onto did not come off.
Natos frowned and looked at Loki.
He was staring at Natos with his neck bent.
‘…What is this guy?’
Natos felt a chill down his spine.
Clearly, the opponent was experiencing death.
That kind of bluff… other Constellations had shown it too.
“Die by being crushed.”
Crushing.
Bang-!
Loki’s body fell over due to gravity.
“Ugh!”
Even so, Loki did not let go of Natos’s hand.
Thanks to that, Natos felt the pain of his hand bones being crushed.
“Let go!!”
Crack!
Natos’s arm was bending in an abnormal direction.
The grip in Loki’s hand increased even more.
Natos was sweating coldly.
‘What is it? Even while experiencing death, this guy…. isn’t ‘letting go of my arm’?’
Natos was horrified.
Loki, who had been crushed by gravity, slowly rose from his seat.
His whole body was covered in black armor.
Natos stepped back as he watched the scene, but he couldn’t retreat because of the arm caught in Loki’s grip.
“E, explode and die!”
Explosion.
Kwakwakwang-!
The inside of Loki’s armor exploded.
Loki twisted his grip and pulled.
Thud.
Natos forcibly took a step towards Loki.
“……!”
His whole body should have exploded and died.
Even so, Loki was raising his body, spewing black smoke.
“C, crush him to death again!”
Thump-!
Once again, gravity crushed Loki.
But Loki stood up.
“Huh?”
Natos’s face began to be stained with fear.