Chapter 16
Boris Selmon, the son of a poor farmer from the Kanan Kingdom, was gripping the jar he was holding with a determined expression. Although it wasn’t intentional, Boris found himself among the 300 warriors selected by Commander Eva. Initially, he thought it was absurd to do anything with just 300 men against an enemy force of 60,000. However, everything changed when he witnessed the divine presence of the Seraphim, whom he had only heard of in rumors.
At that moment, Boris’s doubts were replaced by unwavering faith. The divine question posed by Seraphim, “Will you serve me with all your heart, strength, mind, and power?” was met with Boris’s resolute response, “I… I will serve! I will dedicate all my strength to serve Seraphim!” Despite being intimidated by the fearsome appearance of the deity, Boris’s declaration was sincere.
He still vividly remembered the tributes he had to offer when he served the god Baal. His family, struggling to make ends meet, suffered greatly from these tributes, and his youngest brother had died from starvation. Although the situation improved slightly after the Kanan Kingdom officially distanced itself from the Baal Church, former clerics and bishops continued to oppress people by collecting tributes and persecuting those who refused.
But that day, everything changed. With the great god Seraphim abolishing all material tributes, the oppression ended, and those who had suffered under the former clerics rejoiced. They smashed the statues of Baal and began setting up statues of Seraphim instead. Seraphim, who had avenged his deceased brother and freed his suffering family, appeared to personally ask Boris and the 300 warriors to serve him. How could he refuse?
Thus, the 300 warriors accepted Seraphim’s call, and in return, Seraphim bestowed his blessings upon them.
“Oooh…”
“Is… is this!”
With the brilliant light came an enhancement of physical abilities—strength, stamina, hearing, and even vision. They were overwhelmed by a power they had never experienced before, filled with a deep sense of exhilaration and certainty that they would win the war.
Now, with their spirits lifted, Boris and the other 300 warriors, armed with weapons at their waists and jars in their hands, cautiously advanced into the enemy’s camp under Eva’s command.
In the pitch-black darkness of the enemy’s camp, their eyes—now glowing red—pierced through the darkness effortlessly.
“They are all asleep.”
“It’s strange. Even though it’s night, there should be at least a few guards awake…”
“It must be that Seraphim intervened in advance. He truly delivered them into our hands!”
The sight of these soldiers sleeping in the midst of their enemies was indeed strange. It was clear that some external force—certainly Seraphim’s touch—was involved.
Feeling uplifted by the divine intervention, they followed Eva’s lead, cautiously making their way to the deepest part of the enemy camp. Even with the blessing of Seraphim enhancing their abilities, moving quietly among the tens of thousands of enemies was no easy feat. Without considerable courage, it would have been difficult to endure this situation, and a single mistake could have jeopardized everything.
“So, this is why only 300 out of 6,000 were selected…”
“To ensure only those who can stay vigilant in such situations…”
Increasing the numbers would only hinder them in such circumstances. Admiring Seraphim’s foresight once more, they finally reached the heart of the enemy camp.
They spread out and took their positions according to their plan.
“Then. Let’s begin.”
Eva gave the order in a soft voice. Boris nodded and immediately lifted the jar in his hand.
— Clang!!!
— Crack!!!
— Smash!!
Starting with Boris shattering a jar, soldiers everywhere began smashing jars. The loud, clattering noise startled the enemy awake from their slumber. The sound of jars breaking in the darkness was perceived by the enemy as if military equipment was clashing.
And then. “Enemies!!!” “An enemy attack!!”
Simultaneously, 300 warriors shouted at the top of their lungs. The spark of chaos suddenly ignited in the pitch-black darkness and quickly spread throughout the enemy camp, creating enormous confusion. The enemy, unable to recover their senses amidst the deafening noise and inky darkness, were thrown into turmoil.
However, the warriors observing the scene began to sense something strange. “Ha… the sky… the sky!!!” “My… my head! It feels like my head is going to crack!!!” “…?”
The enemy’s reaction seemed excessive for mere confusion from an attack. Their trembling, as if they had encountered something truly terrifying, raised peculiar questions. Despite this, the warriors had no time to ponder the enemy’s reactions.
“Alright, let’s move to the next stage immediately. Hurry up.” “Yes, Commander!”
Under Eva’s orders, the group quickly assembled. They then calmly began moving through the dark chaos, passing by the disoriented enemies. Although they wanted to slay all the enemies, it was not the right moment. Even with their enhanced combat abilities and the shield of darkness, their small force of 300 could only defeat a few thousand enemies at most.
In this situation, it was crucial to strike at the heads, not the tails or the body. And at this moment, the hidden ‘heads’ among the confused enemies began to reveal themselves.
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“Damn it! Everyone, pull yourselves together! Do not panic and engage the enemies calmly!” Commander Roth shouted sharply amid the chaos. He quickly lit a fire and was desperately trying to control his troops, coordinating his subordinates.
However. “Save… save me! Please… please stop!!!” “Don’t… don’t come near! I said don’t come near me!!!!!”
Despite Roth’s efforts and the involvement of his officers, the soldiers’ agitation only worsened. Their reactions were not just confusion but seemed as if they were witnessing something horrific. Roth found himself swallowing nervously without realizing it.
At that moment…
“Arrgh!” “Ughhh!”
“!!”
“What… What is this?”
Suddenly, the generals and guards collapsed.
And, standing before them with a blood-stained sword was undoubtedly…
“! No… No way… You… You’re… Eva!”
“It’s been a while, Lord Roth. Or should I call you Commander Roth now?”
“Cough!…”
Eva, leading a group of soldiers, surrounded Roth.
Her terrifying red eyes gazed at them, and Roth, filled with deep anger, shouted:
“You… Did you orchestrate all of this? I heard you joined hands with the Dark God, but I didn’t expect you to use such dirty and despicable methods! And you still call yourself a Holy Knight…”
“Dirty and despicable, you say… Haha, I never expected to receive such praise from you.”
Roth’s words, carrying the implication that the war was a disaster.
In response, Eva, with a cold smile, pointed the sword she was holding at Roth’s neck.
“Cough!”
“It’s over now. By now, other lords should have also become our captives. If you surrender, as a lord, I’ll still observe the proper courtesy of treating you as a prisoner.”
On the contrary, if you persist in your futile stubbornness, I’ll have no choice but to sever your head.
With that chilling warning,
Roth bowed his head and knelt down.
The usual sign of surrender.
Seeing the leader of the Moabmon Alliance, the most powerful lord among them and the commander of this war, in such a state, Eva and her warriors were momentarily overwhelmed with a profound sense of elation…
Caught up in the joy of victory.
At that moment…
“Cough… Cough…”
“!? Huh?”
The next moment, a sudden, chilling sensation.
Reacting to that ominous feeling clawing at her instincts, Eva urgently tried to swing her sword.
Then.
“Kahahaahahaha!”
— Wham!
“!!”
In an instant, a powerful force erupted from Roth’s body.
Feeling that intense and unsettling sensation, Eva and her subordinates had no choice but to quickly retreat.
And.
Before their eyes.
Roth, enveloped in ominous magical power, shouted in a sharp voice:
“Fools! Kneeling was to gain momentum! This very strength! To use the divine artifact of Baal!”
“! What… What did you say?”
“B… Baal’s divine artifact?”
Eva and her warriors were taken aback by the unexpected turn of events.
At that moment, Roth’s body, enveloped in golden magical power, began to transform.
His formerly corpulent form was covered in grotesque, red muscles, and a pair of enormous horns, resembling those of a bull, grew from his forehead.
His appearance was horrifyingly distorted.
Seeing this, Eva’s face turned stiff with shock.
“This… This is… Divine Spirit Magic?”
A magic that embodies a deity or part of a deity within a human body.
Witnessing this rare magic, typically used among orcs who stake their lives on honor, Eva was momentarily at a loss for words.
And.
As she looked on, Roth, with a manic voice and confident demeanor, proclaimed:
“Kahaha! Excellent! Very excellent! This is true power! The power granted to me by the god Baal! Now, with this power, I’ll crush you filthy heretics in one fell swoop!”
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