Chapter 209 – Kuruela the Fallen Angel 4 (2/2)
Since there was enough cause and reason, the Holy Pope’s Office wouldn’t be able to do anything about this political marriage.
It was a moment when an unexpected chunk of luck rolled in.
As the atmosphere became warm, Woohyuk and Eleanora toasted each other with satisfied expressions.
Now the Holy Aperia Empire was in his hands.
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After completing all the cumbersome preparation work from the Holy Pope’s Office to the Imperial Palace, Woohyuk started to move in earnest to prevent the first catastrophe/disaster.
The location where he predicted that the Fallen Angel Cruella would descend was the northern part of the Empire.
The expected timing of Cruella’s arrival wasn’t known exactly but considering the fact that the full moon was floating in the prophecy, it was possible that Cruella could arrive starting from today.
“Have you had any new foresight lately?”
“No, maybe the future hasn’t changed.”
The advent of the catastrophe would be caused by a transcendental existence, so Woohyuk’s battle preparations would not have much of an effect.
In other words, if the transcendental existence did not modify its existing plan, Maria’s visionary dream would become a reality.
As it was at Hevnia’s Tomb, he was fated to fight against Cruella.
“By the way, there are quite a few forces that have gathered. With this level of force, I think we could even attack the Demon Kingdom,” Sieg exclaimed while looking at the army force lined up neatly.
There was not only the imperial army, but also the Pope’s allied forces of priests, and the armies from the smaller western kingdoms.
However, because they said that an unprecedented catastrophe/disaster would happen soon, everyone was showing a subdued expression.
“There’s nothing bad about preparing beforehand. We not only have to give our attention to Cruella, but we also have to mind the Northern Front.”
“Now that you mention it, have you made contact with the Elf Queen? It would be better to inform the Eleven race in advance.”
“I have. She also decided to cooperate with me on this matter. She said she would find out where to find the King’s Book.”
Thanks to Woohyuk helping out Reina and Allen, the Elven Queen Ophelia developed a poison that could do fatal damage to the Kazak race.
It came from the plant-type monster, Mandagora.
So even if the Northern Front was weakened by this catastrophe/disaster, the Elven army would be able to withstand for quite a long time even in their absence.
Currently, they were rebuilding the fortress with the Imperial Army in preparation for the possibility that the supply line would be cut off.
“Good. Of course, that doesn’t mean the Elven Queen will be able to find the King’s Book.”
“Have you heard any updates or news from Etheria Rodinus’ side, Helena? I’d expect them to send at least one or two people to prevent this oncoming catastrophe/disaster.”
“… Actually, my brother, Ibn Rusud, is coming. He was concerned about my well-being or some nonsense, so he asked to be sent near me.”
Saint Martinus had his own reasons for granting Ibn Rusud’s request.
If Helena died in the catastrophe/disaster, he needed someone to recover the Holy Grail.
While Helena was complaining about her brother,
“It’s been a long time, childish Saintess.”
The man himself, Ibn Rusud, appeared.
“…When I say something, it will inevitably become true.”
“Did I do something wrong? I’ve come a long way, but I can’t even get a greeting…”
The brother and sister from the sacred family began to have a sibling argument.
Woohyuk checked on his troops, trying to avoid listening to the bickering siblings.
“Each clan head should report their status.”
“Akatsuki Clan, 10,000 soldiers, ready!”
“Exodus Clan, 10,000 soldiers, ready!”
“Battle Oaks Clan, 10,000 soldiers, ready!”
All of the personal troops he brought this time consisted of large clans he had absorbed so far.
Even if a catastrophe or disaster occurred, his main kingdom and vassal forces had to remain in their homeland to grow or prepare for the Great Demon Invasion.
Of course, the Hwarang Clan and the Ragnarok Clan were continuing to remain in the Norton Kingdom to prevent a coup.
“By the way, Master, isn’t the princess with a pretty face coming? Her bountiful chest is so fun to play with at night…”
Bam!
As always, Woohyuk’s fist was stuck in Roan’s abdomen. Roan really didn’t have any luck with reading the mood.
“Ahhh! Roan never looked at the princess!”
“You’re too noisy. For now, focus on preventing the oncoming catastrophe/disaster.”
The Fallen Angel Cruella was much stronger than Amon, the 7th ranked Demon King he had recently faced.
Recalling his memory of almost dying at the ruins of Hevnia’s Tomb, Woohyuk checked his recently added abilities.
[Status check on the currently worn artifact: Processing the magic amount stored in the Nocturne of the Crescent Moon.]
[There are five types of stored magic: Deception of the Earth God, God Death, The Demon’s Annihilation, Trade-Off, and Invisibility. All five storage spots are in use.]
[Status check the skills possessed by the Mythic Successor Class:]
[The skill you have is one use of the Power of Resuscitation.]
Among the magic stored in the Nocturne of the Crescent Moon, God Death, and the Demon’s Annihilation were all Amon’s unique skills.
On the other hand, swapping and transforming were the unique technologies of Roan and Dantalion, respectively.
The latter was not of great help to combat power but was of great value as a survival mechanism.
The Power of Resuscitation, a skill he possessed by attaining the Mythical Heir class, was also unique in that it could restore fatal damage once.
When his final inspection was nearing the end, the clear sky suddenly became dark, and a huge space-time warp was created in the air.
“What, what is that?!”
“Is it really starting?”
The camp was instantly thrown into chaos from the absurd, sudden phenomenon.
Woohyuk stared at the existence that he felt beyond the gaps of time and space. His expression hardened.
Fallen Angel, Cruella. It was her descent into this world.