144. Command
“Quick, Short Wind, I’m almost done for here!”
Seeing White Cone locked in a fierce battle with the undead, Short Wind could only spare a hand to throw two darts, deflecting the blade of a human adventurer undead, preventing it from striking the burly man’s heart. Instead, it deviated and struck his shoulder, causing blood to splatter.
But a moment’s distraction allowed an arrow to pierce through Short Wind’s abdomen. Before he could leap out of the way of more attacks, he threw a flying knife that accurately hit the center of the forehead of the knife-wielding undead, piercing it.
“Pfft—!”
“Light power!”
Pesa, holding her sword, was at a stalemate with an undead. Suddenly, she used light attribute magic to send the burly man before her flying. Only then did she have a chance to support Short Wind.
The three, who were originally top-tier among humans, seemed powerless in front of the undead… There were too many of them!
The Pope also flew out of the magical bombardment at this moment, landing in the middle of the group, panting as he created a light shield for the two.
“Just now it was orcs, and now it’s all humans?” White Cone began to treat his own wounds. As a religious leader, he still had ways to handle his own injuries.
“After all, these guys are from the Era of Light, all slaves of the Necrolord!”
“How on earth did that Saintess fight these guys?”
Just then, the wound of the knife-wielding adventurer undead, who had been cut by Short Wind, began to regenerate. If it were an ordinary zombie-level undead, it would have already died.
“Join us…”
Saying that, the undead pounced, beginning to pound on the light attribute barrier, even scratching the spirit energy with its knife, creating cracks.
“What do we do, Pope?” Short Wind said, the wound on his abdomen not yet fully healed.
The Pope chuckled wryryly: “I have an opponent now that I can’t be distracted from.”
Saying that, the two looked in the Pope’s direction.
Emerging from the smoke of the explosion was a knight in black armor.
She was tall, and although her armor was heavy, her body was agile and nimble, completely unaffected.
Her long golden hair fluttered slightly, and her lips, under her eyes, opened and closed, as if mocking them: “Is this the strongest human now? So weak.”
“The Knight King, originally the strongest swordsman of the empire, was actually revived by this Necrolord,” the Pope explained.
“As expected of that guy…”
Saying that, the Knight King leaped into the air.
She raised her greatsword and descended from the sky, crashing onto the light barrier like a meteor.
“Bang—”
The barrier shattered upon impact.
“She’s even stronger than before!”
Just as the Pope was about to drag his tired body to continue fighting, the next second, a golden figure instantly appeared in front of her.
The Knight King’s sword broke like a branch. The Knight King could only helplessly use magic to quickly land, but before that, her wrist was fiercely grabbed, and a huge force threw her downwards.
“Boom—!”
Before the smoke could clear and they could see who the person before them was, her heart was pierced by a golden holy sword.
“Clang—”
The ground behind her was instantly shattered by a violent shockwave.
But unfortunately, the undead’s weakness wasn’t the heart, so she didn’t even feel any pain, just couldn’t move for a short time.
“Who are you?”
The Knight King’s eyes widened.
In the smoke, a young woman with long azure hair, her dress fluttering, looked down at her.
In her half-open eyes were two cross patterns.
“Goddess of Light.”
The Knight King smiled respectfully.
“You are indeed very strong. I am convinced.”
For a moment, Reina didn’t know what to say… Can’t you at least be serious?
She knew the bandaged girl had other purposes. Now it seemed that these guys had no desire to fight her.
The person before her, once known as the Knight King, was a being at the level of the Necrolord’s right-hand woman, in other words, the strongest undead. About level 115, higher than 100, it seemed she had been strengthened by some method.
“What is Light’s purpose? Tell me.”
“This time, she only wants to kill the one who betrayed you,” the Knight King said with a gentle smile.
Reina frowned slightly.
Before setting off, she had already given the order.
If they encountered a strong enemy, retreat immediately, don’t get entangled.
So far, everything was basically under Reina’s control.
Dragon Slayer had already been confirmed to be on the other side, and it wasn’t impossible to deal with him.
The only one Reina was wary of was the Shadow of God, Light.
She would definitely act.
The “hidden soldiers” prepared in advance were one of Reina’s trump cards.
They were in a place that the enemy couldn’t possibly know about, on standby at all times. If there was a threat to the anti-ritual tower or the ruins, they would be teleported through a pre-arranged large teleportation magic circle to provide flexible support.
Among them was the Holy Knight and priest squad led by Agnes…
There was also the Azure Scale Knight Order, and the special forces of the Four Realms Allied Forces. For the sake of stealth, she had chosen these two armies that she believed the Shadow of God would pay the least attention to.
In addition, the specific location of the large teleportation magic circle was only known to Reina.
If there was an enemy attack, these people would instantly appear at any location that might need support.
But in front of the ever-present bandaged girl, it seemed useless.
And if her deduction was correct, based on the information provided by this Knight Miss, Light had most likely already begun her “slaughter.”
Even Dragon Slayer, if it were her, Reina wasn’t confident.
She wasn’t a saint who cared about the lives of humans and dark elves.
But the dragon race, Agnes…
If she went to fight Light, her life would be in danger.
Although she was unwilling, the complex situation still caused Reina to make some misjudgments.
“And what else? For example, where is your leader? I mean, where is Light?”
“I don’t know either…” the Knight King chuckled wryly. Although she was about to regain her mobility, she didn’t seem to have any intention of getting up from the ground. “We’ve only seen that great one once… How about this, Goddess, let’s fight side by side?”
“I refuse.”
Reina shook her head:
“As long as Light is on my side, whether it’s you or the Necrolord, you are my enemy.”
The Knight King shook her head:
“They are the enemy. The Tyrant said so… Don’t you really understand?”
“…”
Reina didn’t answer.
She scanned her surroundings and, after finding no other high-level combatants, pulled out the holy sword and said coldly:
“Miss Knight King, I’ll spare you this time.”
Reina placed the holy sword next to the Knight King’s head, as if as a threat.
“Withdraw from the Goddess’s ruins immediately.”
“I…”
Before the Knight King could refute, Reina continued:
“This is an order, a god’s command.”
The Knight King froze, then seemed to understand something and nodded, smiling at Reina:
“Yes, my master.”
Before the mist could dissipate, she quickly left, disappearing into the darkness.
