I Became the Wrong Race

153 – Subjugation (5)

It was a strange feeling.

It reminded me of a strategy game or AOS, which I enjoyed.

That’s what it felt like to see myself fighting in the third person.

No, isn’t it third person?

From a point of view, it was further than an ordinary third person. It was farther than AOS, which I enjoyed, and was comparable to Grim Darker.

I was looking down from the sky.

However, it doesn’t mean that everything looks and looks dizzy and I can’t even see myself properly.

Exciting.

I heard my heart beating.

And when the golden ripples spread every time my heart beat swept the space, only then did many things come into view.

Originally, it would have been normal if you could see so many things that you wouldn’t feel dizzy or even be able to distinguish them.

Strangely, I knew everything about the place my heartbeat swept through.

Small movements, approaching enemies, wizards lurking and concentrating magical power, and even the Owl Bear shapeshifters who reveal their enormous presence and close the distance among them.

And beyond that, the entire Mountain Range of the Gods where this pantheon is located.

My sister was fighting.

The older sister knocked aside the sword strike of the general running towards her, swung his elbow and dented his helmet, and kicked the enemy who was attacking him one after another.

My sister’s sword and fighting skills were perfectly coordinated.

That wasn’t everything. My sister used whatever weapon the enemy dropped.

Take the spear and throw it, take the ax and split the shield.

When he took the hammer and impaled the enemy, he pulled him in and broke his neck with his knee.

Still, my sister couldn’t come to help me.

Desperation was evident on my face, and I kept looking at the peak where I was, as if I felt where I was.

My older sister was tied up in a barrel with countless enemies rushing at her.

There were too many enemies.

There were many allies.

There was no place to use my sister’s unique skills. I would burn it all, but my sister was a kind person.

I couldn’t bear to do that.

So my sister couldn’t help me.

The same was true for Eshaterna. She was held captive just like her sister, but this was not a case of force, but optimized violence.

Esha Terna puts out her legs. Her injured leg was blocked by the buckler.

The dagger struck was blocked by a dagger struck equally like decalcomania.

There was no sound, but it was visible. It was a sword breaker.

A dagger for the purpose of defending against an enemy’s sword by inserting it into the gap.

Esha Terna seemed annoyed and the deep darkness in her eyes deepened and she was repeatedly attacked.

All those attacks did not reach.

Fists, elbows, and legs, followed by running knee kicks that use defense against them, and agile dagger throwing, retrieval, and stabbing.

Everything was blocked.

Beyond the ridiculously skillful defense, there was a familiar face.

The person who arrested Eshaterna and imprisoned her in the Empire’s prison at the time of Grim Darker 1.

The best magistrate of the empire.

Faber, the inventor of imperial fighting techniques.

Just as he had arrested Eshaterna before, he was still tying her up.

So Esha Terna could not help her older sister her her, who was her her master her her her, or find me, her master’s younger brother her her her.

It wasn’t just that.

Balterok was caught by the Imperial First Sword.

Lorian was unable to escape from the joint attack between the knights and the knight commander.

All Isla could do was avoid and shoot the magic aimed at her.

Melody was leading her exhausted and exhausted body and rushing towards the enemy in an attempt to help me somehow.

Then, as the countless remaining forces attacked the people, the Inquisitors, the Mourners, and mixed-blood vampires who had received some military training from Lorian were struggling to protect the people.

I was dumbfounded because no matter where I looked, there were only enemies.

The number and quality of the enemies that filled this mountain range were extraordinary.

Even large monsters would not form a subjugation force of this size.

Even if it were an all-out war, troops would not be assembled in this configuration.

This was truly a cold-blooded will to kill me.

So I knew.

There is no one to help me.

We have no choice but to help ourselves.

So I narrowed my focus and focused on myself.

Enemies are flocking in. I swung the long sword in my right hand at an angle.

The sword body, engulfed in flames, accelerated in a semicircle, and the waists of the three elite soldiers caught in its trajectory were cut.

The smell of humans being roasted and the magic running through their skin.

It’s an explosion. I know it well. So I swung the hatchet in my left hand.

The wind blowing through the ax pushes my body, and I surrender to the wind that carries it. By the time my body, which had spun in the air, landed on the ground, the bodies on the floor exploded one after another.

Kurrrr!

The mountain range shook. The explosion causes snow piled up on the peak to fall. Even in an avalanche that could be called hail, the enemies did not stop.

Meanwhile, the magic of the War School flies towards me.

And there was an enemy coming straight towards me.

A huge figure with no head and scars all over its body.

A mysterious part that looked like a combination of a bird’s wing and a bear’s paw fell towards me like a guillotine.

The moment I dodged, there was a loud noise and my vision was shaking, and I desperately moved amidst the attacks pouring down on me one after another.

Kaang!

Swing the sword and strike off the front foot.

Sigh!

While maintaining balance by swinging the axe, swing it as if stabbing a long sword to cut the muscles.

Even after cutting it down, its movements did not falter. Rather, the attack accelerates. The front paw, which was shaking with exposed bones, fell to the ground, but the Owl Bear hit me with its severed arm.

Kaa!

Shocks echoing through armor and shaking heads.

A sore body rises from within. Flying in front of the desperately crossed weapons is Owl Bear’s still intact arm.

I was hit by its paw and flew through the piled up snow.

In my field of vision, the white line drawn by my body left a pure white trace in the sky like the Milky Way.

I couldn’t say it was beautiful.

Because the pain that followed was enormous.

“Ugh… !”

I landed on the cliff from my back. The stone beak tears at my back, and my spine breaks beyond the blood seeing out.

Blood gushing out of the mouth means internal organs are injured, and bones that are broken and sticking out in front of the chest mean I crashed.

I rolled off the cliff, desperately holding my neck down.

His whole body was surrounded by the divinity emanating from his heart. As soon as it breaks, it regenerates, and as soon as it regenerates, it breaks.

The Owl Bear followed me and rolled down the cliff.

An attitude that does not spare one’s life. If that had happened when I was alive, I would have been shocked.

Now I just felt sad.

I would have chosen to kill myself because I didn’t want to go through something like this.

Now, I was being dragged into an unwanted fight and being taken advantage of.

Even if you cut and cut, it keeps moving.

Since I am already dead and my physical limitations are gone, my body fights until it breaks.

It was still like that now. Owl Bear rolled down the cliff, and before I knew it, she was close to me and grabbed me.

The headless owl bear was slapping his high paws down on me.

Wow!

My head turns. Her throat was almost torn off. Even in the cold whispers of death, I gritted my teeth.

Fuck, I can’t let it go like this.

He swung his fist her her, which was wrapped around the hilt of his her sword her her her, and struck Owl Bear, and Owl Bear also struck me with his severed paw her her.

We got tangled together and before we knew it, we had reached the bottom of the cliff.

Kwa Gwa Ga Ga Ga Ga Ga River!

The ground is hollow. Owl Bear’s massive weight is crushing me.

Blood was gushing out of my mouth, and even beyond the mourning, I could feel the vivid pain oppressing me.

My consciousness was already fading away.

The vision itself provided by my intuition has made me that way.

Even though it was clearly my body her her, I was losing interest in being hurt and suffering.

It was a dangerous sight. Still, it was necessary.

I gritted my teeth and tried to respond by moving my body.

Owl Bear climbed on top of me and grabbed my forearm.

At first, I thought they were going to rip off his arm her her her her.

Then it was dangerous. Because kicking was still a bit awkward.

Although I am using it in my own way, it is because dragon slaying is a powerful martial art even for beginners.

So you have to shake it off. My fighting power comes only when my arms are intact. In front of me, gritting my teeth and trying my best to shake it off.

Owlbear grabbed my forearm and froze.

Didn’t attack. In terms of time, it is a short time of less than 2 seconds.

It may be an illusion. I know that.

It could have been just a misunderstanding, or the order could have been stopped due to the magician moving away or some confusion.

It could have been a convenient interpretation or an optimistic observation.

But I saw an Owl Bear shapeshifter whose name I can’t remember anymore.

I thought this will was mixed in his silence

‘Finish me.’

I hesitated.

I hesitated because I felt bad about killing someone I had already killed, and I hesitated because it was difficult to be angry at the person I mourned.

But I had this thought again.

I think it would be too cruel to leave this being like this without giving it rest.

Before I knew it, my vision came back. Return to my eyes. And, looking at the hideous monster in my eyes, I let out a long breath.

It would have been more correct to view what followed as disbandment.

Kwajijijijijijijik!

[Fatal Destruction]

[Critical hits can destroy objects or body parts.]

[Add 2 points to Strength.]

I shattered Owlbear’s body with fatal destruction.

Owl Bear did not resist.

Thanks to that, it was much easier. The fists, legs, and star blades I threw out disintegrated the Owl Bear Transformer’s body piece by piece, and the body that was split like that no longer moved.

I moved even faster. I didn’t focus on myself or look at my surroundings.

I thought of a warrior who fought on board.

In the end, I remembered his pride in choosing his own death.

He swung the star blade faster than his body could regenerate, disintegrating his flesh, feathers, and muscles.

If it still moved, it was completely crushed with its legs, fists, and dragon’s claws.

His will was exhausted. Resistance returns. The broken bones attacked my body, but I gritted my teeth, screamed, and continued to attack.

Immediately after the complete destruction, I stood there feeling like I was going to be exhausted.

I was breathing hard. My heart was beating wildly.

This breathing and heartbeat.

This happened even though it had absolutely nothing to do with my physical activity. This is ridiculous.

As I was about to burst into laughter, my vision widened again. The place where my heartbeat spread came into my field of vision.

And that’s how I saw it.

Countless soldiers positioned on the cliff, a wizard who lost his arm and held on to his lost shoulder.

“Don’t think lightly.”

This statement feels somewhat crooked. I looked at him blankly, and he smiled as if he had read my thoughts.

“If you hold on, support will come, and you will think you can do something.”

Not now, but it was like that a little while ago.

“It’s an easy idea. The Empire, to be exact… “Your Majesty has been preparing for this time.”

I knew what I wanted to say. But I didn’t stop talking.

“Personnel appropriate for the people of interest, appropriate strategies, priorities and preparations…”

A smiling wizard. He said.

“It’s a loose plan that allows for some improvisation, but it’s broad in scope, and includes good information from the three clans.”

Information. I thought of Isla and those who were compatriots.

“It was data from a punitive force that had already failed, but it was quite helpful. Thanks to you, I was able to prepare clearly.”

He tried to break my will and my fighting spirit.

“What you have earned, what you will gain, the means and methods you have. Analyzed everything. Of course, this kind of power was unexpected.”

He held on to his missing shoulder, and I thought the same thing as I looked at his forearm.

“A little while ago, what you should have been aiming for was the neck, not the arm. Even if my back broke him, I should have done it. That’s your loss-“

“It’s loud, noisy.”

I felt a body imbued with divinity. The body was regenerating rapidly due to the divinity that spread throughout the body.

It wouldn’t be visible because of the armor, and since I was aiming for that, I said while taking a deep breath.

“Is talking loudly your fight?”

In the wizard’s silence, I looked at him and declared.

“I am still standing here.”

“… That’s cool.”

The fight is not over yet.

The wizard lifted his hand, and the soldiers simultaneously took out their bows and aimed them at me.

I felt like my skin was numb from the countless murderous intentions towards me.

Even though I said that, the fact that I was in a predicament did not change.

You cannot expect reinforcements.

The mind is becoming exhausted, and the energy is running low.

There is still divinity left, but if it starts to deplete, the balance will quickly collapse.

So, there is one thing you need now.

A bold and huge move to turn this situation around.

The ultimate nothingness, an image built up by a warrior.

This is the optimal method devised by a person who deals with magic.

The end and origin that those who borrowed their bloodline and power eventually reached.

The world calls it, Gogogi.

That was the only way for me to win.

I was convinced as I felt the divinity filling my whole body.