Chapter 298 - 157. Aslan In Chaos (1/2)

Chapter 298: 157 Aslan in Chaos -2

Translated by a Passing Wanderer

Edited by RED

“Tina, you head to the World Tree,” Allen directed

Tina dismounted from the skeletal horse The hashashi+ns escorted her to their new destination, while the monks followed Allen to break into the royal palace

Orc soldiers showed up on every floor to block their progress

“We, must stop them-! Master said so! Master ordered! Stop the all sorts of weapons

Thein the narrow corridor quietly whispered under their hoods, “Under the na be with us”

Under the oat skull-helm, Allen’s face displayed his surprise when he heard that

Theseto Gaia They alsotheir prayers

A white aura gushed out froures of the monks as they recited their prayers They wielded their staves and held their heads high

A staff overfloith divine poas ruthlessly swung around to sweep an orc off its feet, and then the sharp end of the weapon was thrust into the helm of the downed monster

Blood splattered everywhere, and the orc went li around by an orc, grabbed thedirection He then snatched the orc’s weapon away and killed the orc with it

The five hundred or so hout the royal palace to suppress the thousand-plus orcs present inside the building As expected of monks trained by none other than Damon, they were truly multi-talented with how excellent their martial techniques were, as well as their proficiency in handling various weapons

“Humans! Stop them!”

“shi+elds, formations!”

More orcs hurried into the royal palace’s corridors Kitted out in heavy armour that humans would’ve found too heavy to wear, they quickly overlapped their forged steel shi+elds, each weighing at least thirty kilograms, to create a sturdy shi+eld wall, then pushed their spears through the sht before stepping back

Allen pointed the cannon ht arlowed even more fiercely “Get out of my way”

The holy projectile exploded forth and tore through the orcs mercilessly The steel armour and the flesh of the monsters were literally erased frory flames to spread out The nearby s all shattered, and ether fro ceiling

Orcs lying half-dead in the obliterated passage of the palace vo heads and stared at the hu towards the with a oat’s skull for a hel hi flaantic cannon over twothat it extended past the tip of his hand and well, well past his shoulder

“A devil A devil…!”

The orcs were utterly terrified But when they turned around to try and flee, the spells of obedience the va their bodies to suddenly balloon up, before exploding into gory bits

The orcs witnessed their kin die in such a grueso their heads frantically, as if to reject their current reality

If they tried to fight, the Holy King would murder them But if they tried to run, the vampire’s spell would blow them up, instead

They couldn’t flee either way Only death awaited them!

The cannon aimed at the head of another orc next

“Ah, keu-aaaaaahk!”

The orc roared out and tried to pounce on the huht wiped the poor creature fro fro Rahaet a grip on his breathing

His wrecked hel reconstructed with blood and securely enclosed his head onceRaha his balance with his mace

“Even then, did you really think you can win against us, the noble vampires, just because you were revived?!”

The once-sacred royal audience chahly defiled by now Toxins from the Basilisk had deeply stained every visible corner, while blood corrupted by the dey had splashed and spread everywhere

Orcs were standing and waiting, while Rehton was injuring his own flesh to extract blood fro area was rapidly being sucked into Duran

Despite his confident tone, though, there was a strand of sweat trickling down his cheek ‘You Goddamn monster!’

He needed the assistance of his blood-creations in order to fight evenly against King Raha the boost froy, Duran could only barely suppress Rahamma

‘I shouldn’t have turned Rehton into a blood-creation’

If hith off in order to seduce a feudal lord could be seen as the root of his current problem, then yes, it certainly was!

“If you are an undead, be a good undead and go back to hell, Rahahtly before thrusting at Rahamma’s forehead

It was at that point Raha

-Back when I was still the King of Aslan, I believed I could win against you However, that rong, it seee it-

Duran furrowed his brow at that The personality of King Rahamma he reth, and then to acknowledge someone else’s power?

-But with this, now I know for sure- Raha eye sockets arched like newhis bony jaw -I know for sure now that er than you-

A deathly chill ran down Duran’s spine That was because he had detected a massive aently turned his head around and stared at the firmly-shut door, only for his jaw to drop “Crazy son of a…!”

KA-BOOM-!

A cannon shellstar It broke through the doorway and obliterated Duran’s upper body His re Rahaet back to his feet, but his body crumbled and he had to fall back to the floor

In theorcs and Rehton jumped up in shock and hurriedly retreated Duran’s lower half began writhing around at the sa

The destroyed spine sprouted up from the hips before the ribs, arrew out fro to cover the eyes shi+fted over to the audience chamber’s doorway

Rahamma too also turned his head towards the doorway and deeply bowed his head -Master You’ve arrived-

The doorith a bigwide open Around five hundred ht sides of the chaed on the floor, stood tall and proud before sla their staves down

“So, you were the one”

Boots covered in bones stepped on the floor Glowing eyes under the skull of a lared sharply at Duke Duran, still in the eneration

“The one responsible for this event”

The Holy King, Allen Olfolse He had finally shown up!

The enerating began twitching His whole body even shuddered a little froerous!’

To think that he’d actually have to confront the Holy King in thisbastard! Just where the hell are you-?!’ Duran inwardly cursed out while finishi+ng up the last of his regeneration He sucked in a deep breath

At the sa and spotted the cannon with divinity swirling within it taking aiain

“As expected You’re different from a Count-class To think that you’d still be alive after your body blew into pieces In that case…” The glowing eyes under the rin, “…why don’t we experiment on how many times you must die before you are really dead?”