The Academy’s Barbarian Chapter 333

Chapter 68. Changing fate (5)

8.

After Ulan and his party’s actions turned all the monsters of the abyss into ashes without leaving a single one behind.

The sanctuary of the Desert Church was literally turned upside down when this news was delivered.

“I’m reporting this to the church leader!”

“Imperial forces break through the canyon! “We are currently marching towards our sanctuary!”

“… … !?”

Reports from messengers who arrived from the front lines.

Not only Arena Ludric, the leader of the cult, but even the elders showed their bewildered expressions at the unexpected sad news.

“W-what?”

“Why is the imperial army… … .”

It was accompanied by a look of disbelief.

It was a natural reaction.

At best estimate, the number of monsters from the abyss brought by Arena Ludric was in the tens of thousands.

Each one of them is more powerful than the desert warriors. Even if heavenly fortune were to follow and break through the army, it would take a considerable amount of time.

“Maybe I saw something wrong?”

“That’s right! “Is it possible for a corps with so much power to head to the front line and the gorge has already been breached?!”

However, the reality reported by the messenger was different.

It only took half a day for the army of tens of thousands of monsters to break through.

Moreover, since all the monsters were said to have been wiped out, it was natural to not believe it.

“You didn’t see anything wrong!”

“I saw it with my own eyes!”

Meanwhile, the messengers shook their heads vigorously as if saying no. Then, his face suddenly became bloodless and he licked his trembling lips.

“… … “There was a monster.”

“what? monster?”

An unexpected word that came out of nowhere.

The elders asked back in a puzzled tone.

“Who are you talking about, monster?”

“Ah, are they by any chance masters of the empire?”

“Or a magic tower?”

The Five Swords of the Empire. And the magic tower.

Archenemies who have continuously prevented the cult from advancing beyond the desert. They would be worthy of being called monsters.

The elders speculated about the monster the messenger spoke of. On the other hand, the messenger shook his head as if he was wrong this time.

“Well, they’re even bigger monsters than that!”

“… … what?”

The elders twitched their eyebrows.

Because I’ve never heard of a monster worse than the Empire’s Masters and the Magic Tower’s wizards.

The only possibility is that it could be referring to a descendant of Ludrick who did not recognize Arena Ludrick as the next religious leader, that is, a divine beast.

However, messengers belonging to the Desert Church would not use the expression “monster” to refer to the Divine Beast.

This was a time when the elders were worried.

Arena Rudric, who had remained silent until now, opened his tightly closed mouth.

“Tell me more. “About that monster.”

“Ah, old times! Well, so… … .”

Was he embarrassed when I suddenly spoke to him?

The messengers hesitated for a moment, but soon regained their composure and described what they had seen.

“There were a total of eight men and women, and each of them had powers comparable to the Master.”

“The Legion of Abyss that the leader gave us also disappeared in an instant by their hands. Even before the imperial masters joined in!”

Eight unidentified men and women.

Nothing is known about where they came from or what their affiliation is. All I could understand was that each individual possessed enormous force.

“Among them, there was a strong man who was presumed to have the status of an archmage!”

“It was a silver-haired girl, and with a single spell, thousands of monsters were struck… … .”

Detailed reports continue.

If what the messengers said was true, it was natural for the monsters of the abyss to be annihilated. The moment when the elders’ faces became increasingly hard in the dark situation.

“No, I don’t believe it.”

Suddenly, Arena entered the conversation.

She glared at the messengers with intense distrust in her eyes.

“It really doesn’t make sense that such powerful people would appear all at once!”

“Cyo, teacher.”

“But this is really true… … .”

“no! “I must have seen it wrong.”

Arena shook her head resolutely.

With a somewhat obsessive look.

There was a reason for everything.

If the messengers were not mistaken, if the Legion of the Abyss had truly been annihilated, she would no longer have the courage to see her master, Largtan.

‘If I fail again this time… … .’

All power may be taken away and abandoned by a disappointed Largtan.

As that fear amplified, Arena’s voice became more hysterical.

“So go back and take a closer look. If the same report is made this time… … .”

I will punish you severely then.

That’s what Arena wanted to say.

But at that moment.

【It’s probably true.】

A whisper as deep as an abyss was heard.

A voice so creepy that it makes your spine tingle.

At the same time, an overwhelming energy pressed down on my body along with a loud rumbling of the ground. Soon a huge shadow was cast over Arena’s body.

【Currently, beings chosen by the will of the stars have arrived in the desert. The monsters of the abyss won’t be enough to deal with them.】

The Giant King Largtan.

He, who had never come out from the underground of the sanctuary, appeared on the surface.

Arena’s face immediately turned pale at his sudden appearance.

“Wow, king! What’s going on here… … .”

A face full of fear.

Could it be that he believed what the messengers reported and came to reprimand him?

Arena looked up at Largtan, trembling like an aspen. And before long, his lips became soft.

【Now the time has arrived.】

But what he brought up was a completely different story.

Arena asked, tilting her head.

“yes? What do you mean?”

Looking at Arena with a puzzled expression, Largtan looked at the southern sky.

A grand canyon in the desert. This was the exact direction where Ulan and his party subdued the monsters of the abyss. Afterwards, Largtan let out a faint mutter.

【My true nemesis, who has always fought against me in a timeline that has been repeated for nearly eternity, is coming towards here.】

Immediately after the unknown words were spoken.

I felt the loud shaking of the ground again.

thud! Thump thump! Coooooo!

Vibrations coming from underground.

What soon appeared was a legion of giants under Largtan.

“Ugh, ugh!”

“What is this… … .”

Arena and the elders took a step back as if they were discouraged by the army of giants who were five or six times larger than ordinary humans.

Largtan, on the other hand, stood at the head of the army and opened his mouth softly.

【The ghosts of foreigners who remained in the world and wandered through the gaps of time have dispersed into the air, and the repetition of time will no longer repeat itself】

Largtan paused for a moment.

At that time, a giant warrior came carrying a large axe. A large ax that flashes a deep red like blood. It was his weapon.

Largtan naturally accepted this and lightly swung the ax he had not touched in a long time. Then he smiled and said:

【This is the time to put an end to the fight that has always been undecided.】

Ulan Bator, a piece of tragedy.

Largtan’s eyes gradually turned black as he remembered his presence. Dark as the void that exists in the bottomless pit of the abyss.

9.

After defeating all the monsters of the abyss.

Ulan and his party followed Istan, who led the imperial army, and marched towards the sanctuary of the Desert Church.

The start was smooth.

The imperial army, which had experience moving the front line countless times, naturally began preparations for movement this time and began its march without much difficulty.

Some time after that.

As the day wore on and night fell in the desert, the imperial army stopped marching and began preparing for camp.

Later, when preparations were over, Istan called the Ulan group to the command barracks. There was something to discuss about the future.

“Commander, our guests have arrived.”

After some time has passed.

The Ulan group arrived at the barracks. Muak and Sirpi of the Desert Church were also there. Conversely, there were only Istan and Seorik in the command barracks.

This is because Barka, the sword of the North, has not yet recovered from his injuries, and Rimmer refused to attend, saying he had nothing to talk about with those who violated the Emperor’s orders.

A place where everyone gathered except for a few who had reasons. Immediately afterwards, Istan, the person who had summoned the Ulan group, pursed his tightly closed lips.

“I’m sorry for calling you when you must be tired. “I have something I need to confirm for a moment.”

“yes? If it’s confirmation… … ?”

“Last time I heard, it would take about three days to reach the destination. Is that solid information?”

“exactly. “I’m sure.”

At that time, there was someone who answered before Noah.

Muak Rudrik. A candidate for the cult leader who will serve as a guide to the sanctuary along with Sirpi.

“There are conditions, though.”

“condition? “What is that?”

“To arrive within three days, you have to move without stopping. “If we move and rest like we are now, it will take five days before we reach our destination.”

As Muak added further explanation, Istan’s eyebrows twitched for a moment. This was because it was information I had never heard before.

At that time, Muak, who had finished answering, looked back at Seorik and continued.

“There is no time to waste.”

“Hmm, I agree with that, but… … .”

“We can’t give them time to prepare. “We must arrive at the sanctuary as quickly as possible, especially since there is a variable called Giant King Largtan.”

A somewhat impatient look.

It would be worth it.

Muak glimpsed a glimpse of the truth and records from a thousand years ago at Kazan Ludrik’s tomb.

I also fully felt the terrifying power of Albaric, a descendant of the giants. That’s why I realized how big of a threat the existence of the Giant King was.

“So right now… … .”

“I know what you’re trying to say. But that doesn’t mean we can’t just continue the forced march.”

As Muak was about to continue his argument, a cold voice interrupted him.

It was Istan. He pointed outside the barracks and briefly explained why he could not follow Muak’s opinion.

“Currently, soldiers are exhausted from repeated battles. “If you force a march in this situation, it will only have the opposite effect.”

What Istan said was not wrong.

Muak must have realized that it would be difficult to force himself to speak, so he closed his mouth. Meanwhile, this time Seorik presented a new opinion.

“There are other ways, though.”

“What is that?”

“Only the master-level strong, including Ulan cadets, are forming separate units and moving around.”

They are the so-called elite few.

Those who have reached the level of a master have physical strength that is several times greater than that of an ordinary person.

So, it would certainly be possible to carry out a forced march without having to camp every time like the imperial army.

“Then we can arrive within three days.”

“I guess so. But you can’t do that.”

Then, the opposing opinion returned.

It’s Noah’s voice. Seeing Noah suddenly interjecting, Seorik asked back in a puzzled tone.

“hmm? “Why?”

“That’s because the opponent is Largtan.”

Blue eyes that shine seriously.

On the other hand, Seoric tilted his head.

It was natural. Because the answer I just heard wasn’t enough. Then, instead of answering, Noah turned to Ulan and asked.

“If you’re an Ulan, you probably know, right? “What did I mean by saying this just now?”

“Yes.”

Ulan nodded silently.

Afterwards, while making eye contact with everyone looking back at him, he fell into a quiet reminiscence. Then she recalled memories of her past life.

This is why the warriors who fought against the Giant King had no choice but to be seriously injured. Furthermore, the reason why he had no choice but to remain in the giant’s cave alone.

About the ‘trap’ set by Largtan.

fantasy,