Type-Moon, the Path of a Magician

Holding the blazing light spear in his hand, he easily pierced through several attacking monsters. The dirt piled up under his feet continued to accumulate. At this moment, no one knew how many monsters had turned into nutrients on the battlefield under his attack.

He was originally a warrior of Uruk, a guard in charge of guarding the city gates.

At this moment, under the guidance of God the Father and the Lord of Hosts, he has become a member of the Ascended Legion, turning into a sharp blade to pierce the hearts of the monsters.

Hiss——!!

There was another roar of a wild beast. He was attracted by the familiar sound and turned his eyes slightly.

He remembered very clearly the purple monster that looked like a lizard that appeared before him.

They have strong climbing ability, and their limbs can secrete mucus to assist climbing, so they can easily climb up even the steepest walls.

It was these monsters that secretly climbed along the city wall into Uruk a few nights ago.

When he noticed the invasion of these monsters, he quickly notified his fastest companion to report the situation here to King Gilgamesh and seek more reinforcements. He then took several other comrades who were also responsible for guarding the city gates to fight these monsters and prevent them from entering the residential area behind them.

These monsters are very strange. Not only can they climb up the city walls, they also have something like poison glands in their mouths that can spray out venom that corrodes bricks and tiles.

Since it was the first time I saw this kind of monster, I was caught off guard.

His comrades were killed in front of him instantly because they were hit by the venom suddenly sprayed out by these monsters.

He sincerely remembered that when his usually strong companion was hit by the venom sprayed by the monster, he let out a painful wail because of the poison, and then died of the poison in front of him.

He was lucky at that time and was not hit by the venom. Also, because he saw the tragic death of his companions, when the venom sprayed on his arm, he immediately swung the scimitar from his waist and chopped off the entire arm with force, without giving the venom a chance to further corrode his body.

Then, when he was about to be killed by the monster like his companions.

The purple-haired girl, who was about the same age as her daughter and whom she had met once, arrived in time and wielded the sharp sickle to kill the monsters.

This saved his life.

Afterwards, he was transferred to the Priest Tower for recuperation due to his serious injuries, and then...

Pfft——! ! !

The white light spears pierced through the bodies of these monsters easily, and then powerful force began to surge in his hands. In just a moment, a huge flow of magic power was injected into the bodies of the monsters, easily blowing them into pieces.

He is already here in another capacity.

Although he could easily kill the enemy who he had been unable to deal with before, the guard still couldn't feel any happiness at this moment.

Their mood had become extremely calm. They did not feel the joy of revenge, nor the glory of fighting for humanity... They just kept killing for revenge and to kill the monsters.

Although he couldn't speak at this moment, he could still sense the changes taking place in himself.

Although he gained great power, he also lost a lot as a price, losing the precious things as a human being...

Emotion, honor, even self...

"kill!!"

He tried to awaken his emotions by killing monsters, but no matter how many he killed, his heart still didn't feel the slightest bit of excitement. Those eyes that could originally express any emotion now reflected only calmness and indifference.

brush--! !

Countless more monsters were pierced by him on the battlefield, and the guard uncle continued to move forward in the beast tide.

Any magical beast attacking from the front would be pinned to the ground by him in the next moment, and then easily burned to death with magic power.

There is no emotion, no joy, no glory... They just kill for the sake of killing, kill for the sake of their goal.

This feeling is extremely empty.

I had already learned the answer from God when I chose this path.

The price of power is the loss of glory, the loss of one's identity as a human being, giving up everything one once had, turning oneself into a corpse that can only fight, and starting an endless fight with monsters to protect Uruk.

I clearly chose this path without hesitation, but now, why do I still feel so... regretful?

He now felt that his remaining emotions seemed to be rapidly draining away. He was afraid that it would not be long before he would completely lose himself and his emotions, and become a walking corpse no different from these monsters...

But he knew that this emotion was by no means regret, but rather a kind of regret and sadness.

Even if he was given another chance to choose, he would make this choice without hesitation.

The only emotion he could still feel was regret.

I regret that I can't witness the final victory with my own eyes, I regret that I can't feel the joy of the final victory, I regret that I can't turn back into a human being, I regret...

As they continued to use this supernormal power, the human qualities began to dissipate faster in them, and ultimately all wisdom was gone.

While killing many monsters, the wooden pendant hanging around his neck accidentally fell into the pile of dirt on the ground.

Then the guard uncle suddenly stopped killing the monsters.

On the chaotic battlefield, he bent down and stared blankly at the pendant that had fallen to the ground, his body motionless.

There is nothing special about this shabby wooden pendant. It is just a piece of wood. The only thing to say about it is the few lines of words carved on it.

Now he was slightly stunned, then he bent down slightly, carefully stretched out his hand and held the rough piece of wood tightly in his hand.

He vaguely remembered...

This piece of wood was a talisman carved for him by his daughter. The words on it were his name and his deceased wife's name, as well as blessings for him.

The meaning is: May Lord Ishtar bless you to return safely, father.

Now he has become a zombie and is about to lose himself, but his daughter is in the city behind him.

"..."

The guard raised his eyes, looked at the Warcraft with a last bit of determination, and then took a deep breath.

"Kill them all, leaving no one behind!!"

Engrave this will into his soul and let this belief of protection become his obsession.

At this moment, he became extremely powerful.

Before dawn truly arrives, someone needs to burn himself out to illuminate the dark night a little.

And he will turn into that flame and use his life to illuminate the darkness.

For those who love him and those he loves.

……

……

"Damn it, what the hell is going on?! Where on earth did these guys come from?!"

At this moment on the battlefield, the Warcraft army was almost being slaughtered by the ascended warriors, and the originally unstoppable offensive no longer existed.

Anyone can see that Warcraft has no chance of winning and it is only a matter of time before it is completely defeated.

The three demon pillars responsible for commanding the Warcraft to attack Uruk gathered together and retreated to the edge of the Warcraft front, ready to evacuate.

On the hill outside the Warcraft front, three camouflaged human figures stood there.

They looked down and saw the army of monsters that they had worked so hard to prepare being slaughtered continuously, with deep resentment revealed on their faces.

"What should we do? Should we retreat? Or should we continue to invest more troops and fight?"

One of the demon pillars (Lamer) asked his two compatriots.

"..."

"…Retreat. There is no need to continue fighting on this battlefield where we are doomed to fail. Even if we send in more monsters, it will be difficult to turn the tide of the battle."

"Yes, I also agree with Spanak's proposal. There is no need to continue this battle that is bound to be lost. Let's go back to the Blood Temple and report what happened here to Barbatos."

"If we don't leave quickly, it will be difficult for us to escape unscathed once those evil guys surround us."

Following Lamer's gaze, Inbosi looked at the Ascended Legion that was constantly slaughtering soldiers on the battlefield, and his eyes revealed deep fear.

"However, I really didn't expect that Uruk actually had such a hidden card. It really surprised me. But... if they still had such a method, why didn't they use it earlier? Why did they have to wait until this moment..."

"I don't know."

Lamer shook his head slightly, then said: "But now is not the time to continue thinking about these things, let's leave quickly..."

"Ah."

After a brief exchange between several demon pillars, they decided to retreat long time ago.

Just before they were about to evacuate.

The three demon pillars suddenly stiffened, and then an extremely huge and terrifying magic power suddenly crushed down from above their heads without any warning, making their movements a little stiff for a moment.

"What exactly is this..."

Before Spannak and Lamer could speak, a deep male voice suddenly echoed in their ears, and then...

"Magic power released at full power——"

call out--! !

Accompanied by a sharp sound of breaking through the air, the dark red light that followed instantly engulfed half of Inbos's body, taking his life in the blink of an eye.

Then a slender figure descended from the sky and slowly came in front of them, with residual dark red light still lingering on his fingertips.

There is no doubt that he was the murderer who had just released the magic cannon to kill Inbosi.

"Imposs!!!!"

Seeing their compatriots suddenly die tragically in front of them, Lamer and Spannak roared in pain.

They stared at Xia Yuan's figure with wide eyes, their eyes filled with hatred and anger, and then...

boom--! !

With a piercing roar, two strange giant pillars of flesh and blood immediately rose from the ground on the outskirts of the Warcraft battlefield, and the two in front immediately used the true form of the Demon Pillar.

"How dare you kill Inbos, you bastard!!"

"Go to hell!!"

They roared, and a huge amount of magical power began to gather.

“Incineration style——!”

"Incineration style--!!!"

Then, densely packed scarlet eyes suddenly opened, and blazing light crushed towards the tiny figure below.

They worked together with all their strength, determined to burn the culprit who killed their compatriots into charcoal.

Click——! !

This was the sound of the world shattering. In an instant, a white world of light and shadow emerged behind this tiny figure. The world seemed to have a fault, and at the moment when the burning was about to arrive, it shattered. Xia Yuan stood in front of the white light and shadow, opening his hands.

"The measure of God—"

In order to catch the person alive, he specially deployed an inherent barrier around him. His figure stood in a line with the white world, tearing a gap in the real world, and then a huge white palm knocked a big hole in the inherent barrier.

"Look at me, idiot."

The huge hand whistled, and with terrifying magic power in its palm it grabbed the two demon pillars.

The two demon pillars tried to escape, but under the wrapping of the white world, this palm had been endowed with the characteristic of being sure to hit, and they could no longer dodge.

Chapter 221 The Sleeping City

"Welcome back, Mr. Merlin. How's everything going? Is Senior Xia Yuan still arguing with Gilgamesh?"

The inn base where Chaldea is located.

Seeing Merlin returning from the God's Tower, Fujimaru Ritsuka and Mashu immediately surrounded him.

What happened last night was so beyond their imagination that they still haven't been able to accept it all.

Because of those pure white warriors that suddenly descended from the sky, the situation on the Warcraft front that was almost on the verge of collapse suddenly underwent a drastic reversal.

Thousands of white warriors, each with Servant-level magical reactions, easily launched a carpet-style annihilation of the magical beasts that had left them helpless.

It only took a few hours.

The originally boundless army of monsters has turned into ghosts on the battlefield, with tens of thousands of soldiers either dead or escaped.

If those white warriors had not suddenly stopped chasing at the end as if they had received some instructions, Mashu and Ritsuka even doubted that they could continue chasing to the monster's base camp.

Of course, they were not the only audience members who witnessed this terrifying scene.

The soldiers, servants and even the demon pillars of the entire Warcraft front all showed different expressions when they saw these extremely strange creatures.

Even though they were friendly forces, the Uruk soldiers were more frightened than surprised when facing these ascended warriors.