Strength 99999 but the Holy Sister

She raised her hand, and the crow on her shoulder flapped its wings and flew away with a cackle.

"Follow her, follow Sister Aisha Faris to the fortress, assist her, protect her, and bring me victory—but don't get too close to her, and don't touch her directly."

"Ga"—the crow made a sharp and excited sound, and a flash of lightning flashed, and it turned into a black lightning and suddenly disappeared in the sealed hall. It flapped its wings quickly, but what surprised it was that as soon as it flew out of the sealed hall, it only saw the figures of several girls. Among these people, she had only seen Mary, and did not recognize the other two.

Where's Elsa Faris? Didn't she just leave? She should be here, right?

The crow was a familiar, but it had been with Serilildah for so long that it had some basic intelligence. It circled around and didn't see Elsa, so it flapped its wings and landed on the shoulder of Mary, the only person she knew, which scared her.

“Crow…?”

"It should be... the Sage's familiar?"

Vivian was more sensitive to magic. She looked at the crow flapping its wings and cawing, and felt that the crow seemed to have something to say.

However, Filia looked at the crow seriously for a while, and said to it: "If you want to ask about Elsa, she should have left the underground palace by now."

"Gah——?"

"If you want to catch up with her, you have to hurry." Filia glanced helplessly at the dent in the ground. "If you're any later, she should have reached the fortress."

The crow suddenly cawed a few times in panic and flew away quickly.

In the sealed hall, Serilda turned around and raised her hand to press on the seal.

The roots of the earth veins grew and spread rapidly, tightly wrapping the tumor.

There was still no sign of the Demon King's remnants, which forced Serilihilda to re-evaluate whether her previous preparations were complete and appropriate.

The Magicians and Knights both sent a portion of their elite troops to the underground palace, and they were dispatched by herself, Bishop Pittman, and Lord Hibern. Those who stayed behind obeyed the two commanders and stayed in the fortress.

At the beginning, Serilihilda made such an arrangement to prevent the rear from being left empty after the elite troops were transferred out and being taken advantage of. Therefore, she specially left two captains in the city as commanders. They were very powerful and the defense of the fortress itself was also very strong. In theory, such a fortress should be strong enough.

But what Serilihilda feared most happened—the flames ignited from within, and the iron wall could not stop the turmoil from within. This made Serilihilda's original plan fail. With Elsa gone, she could no longer continue to try to use Elsa's ability to interfere with the demon general's experiment.

Moreover, the leader of the magician group, Kus Hegelman, died.

Hegelman also had the communication magic left by Celesilda in his hand. Although the distance from the underground palace to the Dammas Fortress was too far and Celesilda could not contact Hegelman directly, she still sensed it the moment the communication magic was broken.

Then came the news from the liaison, scouts, and then through Shiburn and Pittman - the city of Dammas was attacked.

"Sage, what should we do now..." The communication magic carried Hibern's anxious voice. "Should we regroup immediately?"

The current situation is indeed cause for concern. If the unrest in the Dammas Fortress cannot be suppressed quickly, or even lost, then when the seal fails and the demon general is born, the fortress will be faced with internal and external troubles, and they will be faced with the dilemma of being attacked from both sides. By then, they will really be powerless to turn the situation around.

The first person that Hibourne and Pittman thought of at this time was the sage Celyhilda.

"Hold still. Our mission is to hold back the demon general who is about to be resurrected." Serilda's tone remained unchanged.

"But..." Sibern was very anxious and wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Cerihilda.

"Keep calm, Seaborn."

Celisilda's voice was as resounding and firm as a sharp, hammered knife.

"If your father were still alive, he wouldn't panic over such a small matter. You are the lord, you should think, constantly think. Given the speed at which the army is retreating and marching, even if we rush over, it will be too late. Behind us are the well-trained fortress garrison, they are as brave and heroic as everyone here. Why are you unwilling to trust our warriors?"

"But... Hegelman..."

"Hegerman died, as did our Knight Commander Pollock Bud. Hegerman died with honor, and our current mission isn't to commemorate him or bestow medals upon him, but to rest him in peace and ensure his sacrifice is not in vain. Tell all our soldiers that we will seal the demon general within these mountains and declare this place a battlefield.

—Also, I've already sent my familiars, and my messengers are on their way. Forty years have passed, and this fortress won't collapse because of a disaster of this magnitude. And those treacherous and sinister vampires will eventually regret everything they did here today."

There was a cold color in Celisilda's dull eyes.

As a hero, she has experienced countless desperate situations. The more critical the moment, the calmer she becomes.

"Go, get our men moving. I already know the location of the other attackers. Tell our soldiers to speed up and eliminate them!"

Celisilda's gaze turned to the blood slaves who were either crawling or kneeling at the bottom of the stairs. Most of them had dull expressions and no reaction to the outside world. They had fallen into Celisilda's mental control and suggestion. With guidance, they could squeeze out the information they knew bit by bit - this task only took a little time.

Perhaps to those vampires, these blood slaves were abandoned. The greater purpose of placing the blood slaves in the underground palace was probably to attract attention from the beginning and hinder the efficiency of cleaning the underground palace. Moreover, once the blood contract mark of the blood slave disappears, it means that the blood slave has been caught and killed, which is equivalent to indirectly reminding those vampires.

But those vampires would never have thought that the blood contract they were so proud of would become invalid today. Their calculations missed a variable that even Celesilda had not seen through, Elsa Faris - those vampires would never have thought that these blood slaves not only did not die, but instead became Celesilda's source of information.

Serilihilda began to question them, and they confessed everything about the other blood slaves' missions, the attack locations, and the passages to the underground palace.

With the help of this intelligence, Shibourne and Pittman dispatched elite troops and launched a frenzied counterattack against all the attackers still lurking in the underground palace.

On the other side, above the underground palace, a crow was flapping its wings vigorously and using its magic power to chase a small black dot in the distance - it was feeling very frustrated.

It has always been others who chased it, but today it finally tasted the feeling of chasing others.

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77. Flying Awl

It was already early morning, and the sky was covered with the golden sunrise, but when it should have been a time of recovery, the city of Dammas had already become a sea of ​​blood and corpses.

Behind the castle of Dammas Fortress is a huge semi-open-air platform. The headquarters of the magician group is connected to this platform through a corridor. High walls support the platform from all sides. The gray-white stone and the azure blue of magic are the main colors here. A huge and complex magic circle composed of expensive mithril and magic crystals is embedded in the ground, engraved with difficult to understand runes.

On top of this high platform, layers of magical curtains protect it, making it look like a crystal palace in the sky, quite magnificent.

At this time, a group of black-robed figures appeared here, leaving behind a pile of corpses. Among them was even the leader of the magician group, Kus Hegelman. His old body and his robe had a bloody hole torn from the chest, and he was already dead.

The noise coming from outside showed the chaos in the city.

For this attack, they deployed nearly a hundred carefully bred ghouls in this prosperous fortress. After biting people to death, these ghouls would spread the curse, allowing the dead body to multiply into a second ghoul. This terrifying characteristic was perfect for such a populous city, but ghouls were only ghouls after all, and did not pose much of a threat to the regular garrison troops. It was only a matter of time before they were eliminated.

The only purpose of those zombies was to cause unrest and create opportunities for them - they were able to come here thanks to the insiders who were planted long ago, but even with the insiders, they could not get close to the teleportation array, so they forced their way in on the last leg of the journey, which required the defense to become weak.

Obviously, they achieved their goal.

"We're finally here. Look, this is their intercity teleportation array! It's because of this thing that humans are so powerful!!"

The man in black robe stopped in front of the platform. Alman's scarlet eyes hidden under the black robe stared at the huge magic circle in front of him with a hint of excitement. However, when he stretched out his hand and just touched the water-colored light film, he immediately felt a huge obstacle. The arc of magic light flickered, and a ray of lightning suddenly fell towards him.

Boom—Alman quickly took a step back. The next moment, a strong light flashed where he was standing, thunder echoed, and the ground beneath his feet was split into pieces.

Armand grinned.

"It seems... the sage's defensive formation is still effective. Ha, but it doesn't matter. Let's concentrate our forces to break it, and then destroy the teleportation array behind! Now, hurry up - according to the original arrangement, four of us will guard the main gate to prevent the garrison from breaking in, and the rest of us will work with me to destroy this place with all our strength."

His eyes swept through the black-robed people who followed him, and he was about to divide them up when the several blood-red marks in his mind suddenly went out - in just one breath, they all disappeared.

He frowned suddenly.

"Wait! Something seems to have happened in the underground palace—just now, all my servants were killed."

Alman looked up at the northern sky, from where he could see the shadows of the northern mountains.

But the distance was too great, and he had no way of knowing what had happened to those dead slaves that caused them to die almost at the same time.

Suddenly, a man in a black robe spoke up, "Alman, my servants have been dying in large numbers just now. It seems their hiding place has been discovered."

"Same here."

Someone else echoed, and soon others began to speak.

Everyone is in the same situation. At this moment, their slaves are being eliminated at a very fast rate.

This made Alman frown.

The number of blood covenant marks that each vampire can pull at the same time is limited. They sent a total of more than one hundred blood slaves to ambush in the underground palace. They originally expected that they could hold out for a long time, but they didn't expect that they were almost all wiped out in just a quarter of an hour.

"Something's wrong..." Alman was a very cautious person, and the unusual scene before him made him wonder if something had gone wrong. "We've been setting up the underground palace for so long, even a sage wouldn't be able to find them all so quickly. There must be a mistake somewhere. This is not good news, we need to speed up!"

The defenders had already surrounded the city under the command of the leader of the Knights.

Therefore, someone must be sent to guard the entrance to buy enough time for those who remain - the barrier set up by the sage is not so easy to break through, even if they carry the "black branch" with them, so they do need a little time.

"Clarence, can I ask you for a favor? Please buy us enough time. I will remember your kindness."

Alman made the request to Clarence in a very sincere and even humble tone. Alman was the commander of this operation, which always made Clarence unhappy, because Clarence was a "veteran" who had lived for more than two hundred years, while Alman was just a new vampire who came out of nowhere, which seemed too abrupt in the blood clan who valued age.

"Haha, do you think I'm a fool? Asshole, you just want to use those knights to disgust me."

Clarence took a deep look at Alman and the body of Hegelman beside him and sneered.

"But this is for the long-cherished wish of my clan. Remember this."

Clarence glared at Alman fiercely and left with a few people.

They immediately ran into the knights, led by Pollock Budd, the Grand Master of the Knights, and followed by a group of elite soldiers in silver armor.

When the two sides met, their expressions froze, and without saying a word, they clashed with their weapons. For a moment, violent explosions of magic rang out in this narrow corridor, and Pollock Bud and Clarence, as the strongest on both sides, attacked each other directly in front of their respective positions. Their fighting methods were almost exactly the same, both close combat, brave and straightforward, without any frills. Bud's gorgeous knight's enchanted knight sword was wrapped in rich magic power, and it collided head-on with Clarence's sharp claws that were twenty centimeters long. Sparks and magical stardust flew between the two like rain and snow. They launched a fierce and powerful attack on each other, but were blocked again and again by the other side. The two were evenly matched, their movements were as fast as shadows, and each blow was powerful and heavy. The tiles under their feet had long been crushed into powder, and the wind and waves made it impossible for anyone to get close to them.

However, at this moment, a sound that could not be ignored broke the balance between the two sides - the sound appeared in the northern sky, and the roar was similar to the sound of tearing cloth, but it was extremely harsh, like the continuous and uninterrupted thunder in the distance when it rains, and for a moment everyone subconsciously stopped.

Perhaps out of the same concerns, they simultaneously took a step back and looked in the direction where the sound came from.

They saw a very strange sharp fog block appearing on the gray sky - it could only be described as a round cake or a cone. It made a deafening sound and came from the north - towards the fortress at an extremely fast speed. When they looked up, it was almost above their heads.

They all squinted their eyes and looked, and only then did they see that in the middle of the cone there was... a human figure?

A priest girl.

The figure fell straight towards them - or rather, towards the outer city area below. Standing on the castle, they could clearly see that she had stepped on the plain outside the city, creating a visible hole with one foot. The wailing and shaking of the ground instantly reached the soles of all their feet, and then climbed up their backs and hearts.

For a moment, there was complete silence, and everyone could almost hear their own heartbeats.

"I... asshole! What the hell is that!???"

Clarence's eyes widened, and his already pale face suddenly turned extremely pale. The vampires behind him, as well as Bud and the knights opposite him, also had pale faces.

"My goddess...what the hell is that..."

Budd murmured.

Clarence stared at the wilderness outside the city. He could no longer see the priestess girl, and his heart sank to the bottom. He no longer cared about his usual arrogance and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Arman! Hurry! We have to leave!!"

At this moment, Clarence finally understood why Alman always looked worried and why he was so afraid of the humans here.

That's simply not something that should exist in this world.

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78. Please wait a little longer [Part 3]

Elsa took a quick look and saw that the prosperous city of Dammas had turned into a blood-red color - the areas that were most severely attacked were the inner city and the outer city. These two areas were large in area and had a large population, and the damage caused by those zombies was immeasurable.

It is obvious that the appearance of those zombies was planned by a dark hand behind the scenes.

Elsa estimated that the fortress was attacked at the time when the patrol team and the city guard changed shifts, which was the time when omissions were most likely to occur. It was also the time when pedestrians and vendors began to move around, and the roads were very chaotic. Even if the garrison here reacted quickly, they would encounter obstacles for this reason. A lot of people from the Knights and Magicians had been transferred to the underground palace, resulting in a shortage of manpower.

This series of reasons resulted in the troops not appearing in time. Even though the ghouls were only a very low-level monster, the damage they caused would still be maximized in this situation.

Now, most of the ordinary people in the fortress have hidden in the houses, while other places are where the Knights, Magicians, City Guards, and Patrol garrisons are fighting with the zombies. The smell of blood is too strong here, and Elsa can't easily distinguish the zombies, but the sound of the battle makes it easy for Elsa to identify the approximate location.

Considering the possibility of causing innocent casualties, Aisha did not land in the city, but landed outside the city.

A large area suddenly exploded under her feet.

In fact, according to the knowledge Elsa learned in her previous life, it was impossible for Elsa to cause such great damage with her weight. However, this did not hinder Elsa's actions. Before the city guards on the city wall could react, Elsa bent down and jumped again. With a bang, dust flew up, and Elsa's figure directly passed over the towering gray-white city wall and fell into the fortress.

The city guards on the city wall immediately widened their eyes.

"Don't go in from the air!!" They probably realized that Elsa was not a vampire and had no intention of attacking them, so they treated Elsa as one of their own and shouted loudly, "There are defense demons above..."

Before the words could reach Elsa, there was a "puff" sound, and Elsa felt as if something broke. However, she did not pay much attention to it. The moment she landed, she punched several zombies and the floor to pieces. Then she picked up a straight sword on the ground, turned around and threw it at the zombies in the distance.

The ghouls chased the two fleeing figures, but the moment they pounced, half of their heads were slashed off by the flying swords, and they fell to the ground dead. Then, Aisha caught up and kicked, causing the ghouls' heads and upper bodies to explode in a bloody mist. Their lower bodies, still running, fell to the ground, twitching twice before becoming motionless.

Elsa glanced at the corpse. Time was urgent, so she didn't have time to pray for them. She just silently prayed "rest in peace" in her heart and turned to look at the two people.

The two people were also stunned when they saw Elsa. One of them was an old man dressed as a businessman, and the other was a blonde girl in gorgeous clothes. Both of them had pale faces. They were obviously scared, but Elsa's help was very timely. They were just scratched on the arms by the zombies. The wound would not worsen in a short time. With the help of the priest, they would recover immediately.

"Thanks……"

"From here, go directly south through the middle road to the city gate. There are city guards there. They will protect you."

Elsa pointed out a way for the two men in a concise manner. Without waiting for them to thank her, she pulled out a spear from under her skirt, stepped on the ground, and disappeared from their sight in an instant.

Elsa quickly crossed the block and ran all the way. She was like a hazy white light, flashing and weaving through the streets. The zombies along the way were instantly chopped to death. The whole process took only about a breath of time, and the spear was hot from waving.

Any other weapon would have collapsed long ago, but the old priest's spear held up Elsa.

Therefore, Elsa's hunting efficiency is also very high.

In such a densely populated area, Elsa would be forced to restrain her hands and feet. After all, because of the appearance of the zombies, many people were hiding in the houses. If they were affected by Elsa's fists, it would be putting the cart before the horse.