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Translator: Coughing Baby
Editor: Coughing Baby
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Chapter 72: Lunar Eclipse (10)
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“Now, nothing matters anymore...”
“What?”
“If I can just... kill everyone here...”
Boom!
A heavy whoosh thundered past my ear.
“...?”
It came from the direction of the cathedral.
The sound of something collapsing echoed throughout the village.
I saw the cross atop the tallest cathedral fall.
‘The cathedral collapsed...?’
If the cathedral had collapsed, that meant the Black Knight would awaken.
But why now?
I had taken away every sacrifice meant for the Offering Ritual.
There shouldn’t have been anything left that could summon an Apostle of the Evil God.
‘Wait, don’t tell me...!’
I hurriedly examined Jersian.
Pitch-black shadows writhed across his chest.
Grotesque markings had been carved into his skin beneath the thick mist.
“Ah.”
Wriggling tentacles.
A single eye floating within them.
It was an utterly unsettling sight.
I recognized the markings at once.
‘A contract with an apostle...!’
Don’t tell me he’d implanted something like that into his body?
A pureblood vampire, so proud of his noble blood?
I never could have expected this.
Jersian sneered as if it were already too late.
“Here... We’re all going to die together...!”
He coughed through his caved-in face.
The contract had already activated.
Killing him now wouldn’t solve anything.
Jersian opened his torn, ruined mouth and muttered.
“Every ghoul bound to me... the other vampires, even my own life force... I’ll offer it all as sacrifices.”
Was he really going all in?
He was pouring substitutes into a ritual that was supposed to require human sacrifices.
It would be unstable, but he meant to force the apostle’s descent anyway.
“I’ll offer everything...!”
Shit.
“Accept the contract!”
He screamed.
The ghouls wandering nearby exploded all at once.
Like blood-filled balloons bursting, the wild dogs exploded where they stood.
Rumble!
Their chunks of flesh writhed as if they had wills of their own.
They rose into the air, then flew toward the cathedral.
Before long, the cathedral, which had barely retained its shape, collapsed.
Crash, rumble.
“Ha ha...!”
Jersian laughed.
A gigantic suit of armor emerged from the falling rubble.
Painted so black it looked like a shadow itself, it was a towering giant.
Crunch, squelch!
The sound of twisting flesh filled my ears.
Fragments of ghouls and vampires clung all over the Black Knight.
Was it a centaur? Its lower body took the form of a horse.
“Did it... work...?”
Demonic power overwhelmed every living thing within the barrier.
It was pressure beyond comparison to the Red Knight I had faced before.
It felt as though my entire body would be torn apart if I so much as met its eyes.
A faint mechanical sound rang in my ears.
Ding!
[Name: Corrupted Black Knight (T̶̢͈̘͖̙̥̑͑̂͆͞h̷̨̯̣͙͓̱̠̙̓͛́͌̈́̾͑̂̕e̸̡̙̳̠̗̬̝̠̽̿͋́́͐̏̂͠ Ç̶̠͉͕̙̩̓̃̄̎̽͊̉͠o̵̡͓̗҇͋̈͑̔͂͑̒̓ṟ̵̨͕͔̥̣̭͖̝͌̐͑͊̕r҉̡̛͔̤̬̫̯͓̽̀̀̑̒̊u҉̨̖͓̄̓́͠ͅp̸̡̝͔͍̆̈͊͝t̵̰̪͍̠̖̪̀͒͜͝e҈̗̙̫̪̯͆̓̂̕͢ḑ̸̛̟̗̪̖̝͍̐̔͋̀͋̌̍ B̴̢̖͍̭͍̯͑̇̽͂̌͊̇̕l̶̝̦̍̌͐͑̀́͊̚͢͠a̶̧̗͍̙͉̣͗̍̕ċ̶̡͇̤̏͡k҉̡̱̖̅͛͆͠ K̶̡̬̳͇̳͈̫͙̐͒̏̈͞n҈̢̫͍̰̦̘̯͋̆̇͆̅̌̓͠ǐ̷̗̫͖̜͋̎͜͠g҉̢̯̘̤͎̞̀͒͆͡h̴̡͔͔̝̱͉̖͇̒̍͡ţ̴̛͎̬̐̉̚)]
- Species: ■■■, ■■
- Description: ■■ ■ ■■■ ■ ■■ ■■■.
Jersian had succeeded in the summoning.
It was a little different from what should have been summoned, but what mattered was that he had succeeded.
It might be weaker than the version from the original story, but it looked more than capable of wiping out this entire area.
We were already exhausted enough that moving even a finger was difficult.
Ding!
[The Corrupted Black Knight has been summoned.]
[The Apocalypse begins.]
Those unfeeling messages passed before my eyes.
As I froze for a moment, Jersian’s spiteful sneer reached me.
“It may be... worse than the original plan, but it’s enough... to slaughter everyone here...!”
He had paid with all his life force.
Perhaps he had even given up the powers of a pureblood vampire, because he was now skin and bones.
He was shriveling into a scrawny, sickly chicken right before my eyes, looking like he might crumble into dust at any moment.
Did he think I was overwhelmed by the Black Knight’s presence?
Even while dying, he couldn’t hide his delight.
“You human... trash... How dare you, ha, ha ha...!”
I didn’t answer.
I simply tapped at my status window in silence.
Ding!
[Executioner]
- Category: Title
- Rank: A
- Description: You indiscriminately slaughtered the Nightmare Queens. You are granted courage in the face of the unknown. When this title is set, damage dealt to ghost-type enemies increases by 500%, and critical hit chance increases by 500%.
An Apostle of the Evil God.
One of the species listed in its status window was Ghost.
From now on, every bit of damage I dealt to the Black Knight would be amplified fivefold.
“...”
I quietly walked over to Carmilla.
She leaned against a nearby wall and looked up at me through unfocused eyes.
“Vik... tor...”
Her eyes trembled.
I had fed her plenty of blood packs, so her wounds had healed quite a bit.
Still, she seemed too weak to stand and sat there helplessly.
“Princess.”
“...”
“Don’t worry.”
I gently stroked her head.
That alone made the trembling in her eyes ease a little.
I reached for the robe I had wrapped around her and rummaged through it.
“I’ll take care of everything.”
Clunk.
My hand found something.
Without hesitation, I pulled it out.
It was an item I’d kept stored away since obtaining it, without ever using it even once.
“You know.”
A massive shape emerged from the robe.
Clunk.
“You didn’t think you’d beaten me with that, did you?”
“...What?”
It was a gigantic crossbow.
Jersian’s eyes widened as he recognized the weapon.
‘The Godslaying Crossbow.’
A weapon woven from string and silver, named for its power to kill even gods.
A sacred relic that had been kept by the Blandir dynasty for generations.
An arrow was nocked against its taut string.
Hum, hum.
Silver refined with Divine Power for a hundred years, then left beneath sunlight for another hundred.
Two hundred years to craft a single arrow.
Even veteran vampire artisans could barely make two in an entire lifetime.
‘Stake.’
The crossbow was called the Godslaying Crossbow because it killed gods.
The arrow was called the Stake because it pierced souls.
Ding!
[Godslaying Crossbow and Stake]
- Category: Weapon, Sacred Relic
- Rank: SSS
- Condition: Excellent
- Description: Sacred relics long used by the Blandir dynasty as symbols of peace. Long ago, when humans and vampires ended their long war and signed a peace agreement, the human side gathered twenty thousand master artisans from across the continent and spent five years crafting these relics. They gifted them to the vampires, laying the foundation for peace.
The Godslaying Crossbow and Stake.
They stood at the very peak among purification and exorcism relics.
An Apostle of the Evil God was nothing more than a target I could grind to dust with a single click.
Ding!
[Number of Stakes Owned: 1]
One shot was enough.
The Stake’s large, imposing form flashed, lighting up the area.
I winked at Jersian, who could only stare with his mouth hanging open.
“Got anything else prepared?”
“...”
Right, everyone had a plan until they got punched in the mouth.
Click.
My finger pulled the trigger.
A colossal roar erupted, and the entire village flashed.
-----!
The Black Knight had stood tall enough to touch the ceiling.
The next moment, half its body disappeared.
It hadn’t been pierced or blown apart.
Its body had simply vanished along the path the Stake had traveled.
“Direct hit.”
Annihilation.
No other word could describe the sight.
Unable to even twitch, the Black Knight scattered into a cloud of pure white light.
Ding!
[You have cleared the sub-quest!]
- Title: Lunar Eclipse
- Details: Defeat the boss monster, Corrupted Black Knight (The Corrupted Black Knight).
[You have achieved an impossible accomplishment!]
[You have defeated an unbeatable enemy!]
[A special reward has been provided. Please check your inventory.]
Noisy status-window notifications filled my view.
With a small smile, I lowered the Godslaying Crossbow, steam rising from it.
“Hehe.”
“...”
Jersian stared blankly.
I spread both arms wide in front of him.
“Ta-da! A disappearing trick!”
It was time for some delightful teabagging.
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