Paradigm Parasite - Chapter 160: "Battlefield"

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The time was night. The battlefield opens where the moon is positioned directly overhead.

The first wave of troops rushes in to overrun the area.

Bombardment from all directions by Congamato.

The plan was for the ground troops to rush in after being hit at random, but this was quickly aborted.

The Kongamatos, who were the first to bombard the village, were reaped by the ray of light that was fired from the village in all directions, and after a moment’s delay, the bomb exploded like a firework.

They fell like moths with their wings burnt off.

The first thing to do is to be careful of the rays of light and scatter them to some extent, but it was an attack that was impossible to avoid, as if to say, what’s wrong with that?

I and Radeeve were looking at it with our mouths open like idiots, but we soon came to our senses.

“It seems to have appeared.”

It was a beam of light from the angel.

It’s finally appeared.

Given that they’ve been used here, it seems safe to assume they’re only a force to be reckoned with in the centre.

“Oh, Congamato is wiped out… we had a hard time preparing…”

“Change tactics. Let them run in from the front in a dispersed manner and scatter their aim. Let them shoot anyway and wear them down.”

“Right.”

I use [Communication] to send out instructions to my men, and Radeeve uses a magic stone to send out instructions to his men as well.

The power of the Grigori was overwhelming.

The Goriberingei, who had spearheaded the attack, did not consolidate but scattered to avoid annihilation before entering the village, but countless spears of light-like objects rained down on them in great numbers, and they were almost completely wiped out without time to defend or evade.

The few survivors, including Gorigrauer, managed to enter the village while being bloodied, but they were sunk by a concentrated fire of magic and arrows from those who had been waiting for them.

So far, so much for the plan. The total destruction of Kongamato was unexpected, but…

As for Goliberingay, it’s a bit of a waste, but it was originally a discarded stone. The best place to use it would be here.

When Golligrauer’s head, which had worked hard until the end, was blown off by magic, the Tatzelblum, which had been hiding under the trees that form the backbone of the city, rose up en masse and attacked by surprise.

I watch the battle from a little distance and look for the enemy I’m after.

…I find them.

It was in a building a short distance away – the top of the village temple, or something like that.

It was covered in light, with wings on its back and an angel’s ring on the top of its head.

One of its arms is missing, so it must be Madrail.

It was difficult to see because of the distance, but she was bleeding all over and was about to die.

Several High Elves can be seen standing around it to support it.

As instructed, Tatzelblum and his men close in on the elves and close the distance between them.

…I don’t think we can use any big moves with this.

How do we move?

Turning her gaze towards the temple, Madrail holds out her hand to the battlefield.

The next moment, countless rays of light arc down onto the battlefield.

I thought it might be a friendly fire, but the rays seem to have a guiding function and change their trajectory unnaturally on the way and strike Tatzelblum.

Trying hard to avoid it, Tatzelblum twists and turns and jumps into the midst of the enemy to evade.

Those hit in the head are killed instantly.

Those who escaped were spared but were severely wounded.

Tatzelblum and his men open their chests wide as soon as the attack is over.

Goblins coated in mucus fly out from inside and attack the elves.

The elves’ reaction was quite delayed, as if they did not expect goblins to come out of their bellies.

The goblins are elite and move well.

If they are within sword range, they overwhelm the elves.

This was Abdullah’s suggestion that the sturdy and fleet-footed Tatzelblum should carry the soldiers.

I thought it would be difficult, but to my surprise he insisted on transporting them in his mouth.

It would certainly be relatively safe, but didn’t he think about what would happen if they were accidentally eaten?

Abdullah had ordered his men to be transported in his mouth without hesitation.

His men were immensely surprised, but they were somewhat frightened to enter the mucus-covered mouth, as if they had no intention of disobeying the order.

To be honest, I was a bit of a donkey, but I allowed them to do it because, well, if you’re going to do it, go ahead.

…It was a more than effective move in the current situation.

I can see goblins crawling with difficulty out of the mouth of the dead Tatzelblum as well.

I cut my gaze from the ramming goblins and turned my attention to the temple.

Above, Madrail holds out his hand again and tries to use magic, but his body suddenly convulses, and after spurting blood from all over his body, he bursts open and disappears in a cloud of blood.

…Wow.

No matter how you look at it, that thing is dead. I wanted to retaliate.

The High Elves who confirm that their friends have burst do not seem particularly upset, and when the man standing next to Madrail makes his whole body glow, wings and rings appear.

Ah, they’re using them in turns because their bodies collapse just to maintain them.

The man glows ……… What is that? A pen? The man takes out something like a pen and starts writing something like letters in the air.

The letters he writes drift through the air and glow.

It looks like the letter H in the alphabet, but what is it?

As soon as the shining letter disappears, a large number of ice cubes fall from the sky.

They are about the size of a clenched fist, but the speed at which they fall is extraordinary.

Unlike the rays of light earlier, there is no guiding function, or the aim was rough, but the damage is enormous.

A mass of ice… is it hail because it’s falling? Or hail? Which was it… well, let’s call it hail – it pierced everyone on the battlefield, friend and foe alike.

Collateral damage to allies as well? That’s relentless. Aren’t our angels good at attacking?

The High Elf who used it is preparing for the next one, while blood is gushing out loudly from her forehead area.

…I’m at my limit. Let’s use it.

I decided to cut the trump card I prepared for Grigori.

I give the order with a hint of anxiety, thinking what if they don’t get through.

–Kill those standing on top of that building.

Upon receiving the order, my men quickly started to take action.

“What the hell are those monsters…”

I – Rikkhard, looking at the battlefield in front of me from a bird’s eye view, widens his eyes at the deformities that are exposing their corpses.

Where did they bring those monsters from?

The first battle of the offensive in the central village is dominated.

The Madrail, which was inhabited by the Σηεμηαζα-sama, reaped a swathe of Goribelingei that came rushing in, and the giant monsters that appeared afterwards were dealt a heavy blow as well.

However, what was unexpected was that a large number of goblins crawled out of the giant monsters’ bellies and attacked us, and we were unable to annihilate the monsters with a single blow.

So the presence of Lord Σηεμηαζα disappeared. Madrail seemed to have reached her limit.

The next to appear was Πενεμθε.

He is the one who gave us the essence of letters, reading and writing, and is the messenger of writing and characters.

You have drawn him.

To be honest, I don’t want to welcome him because he’s not suited to combat, but it can’t be helped.

As I feared, the ranged attack dealt a heavy blow to the enemy, but it also involved our allies.

It pains me to think about the families who died there.

There is something called compatibility in bringing down a Grigori angel, and it is up to him to decide who he can bring down.

Madrail is the Σηεμηαζα.

And Sean, who is now being lowered, was able to be lowered because he was compatible with Πενεμθε-sama.

“…I think we’ll manage to push through.”

The monsters were unexpected, but the enemy’s strength is within the expected range.

You could push back any number of people coming in at that level.

I can win.

I felt a response to victory and unintentionally clenched my fists.

It was at that time.

Something appeared at the edge of the battlefield in the crystal.

It instantly broke through the battlefield and crushed Πενεμθε-sama, who was reigning at the top of the temple.

“…What the hell was that…”

It was humanoid in shape, but black as condensed darkness, and its head was a beast with distorted, twisted horns.

It was even larger than the deformity it had just reaped, and above all, it was as fast as the wind.

What the beast did was simple.

It ran to the temple, jumped up and swung its arm down.

That was all.

With that single movement, Πενεμθε-sama was unable to react, and his body was destroyed.

…Idiot.

As if leaving my agitation behind, the monster’s actions did not stop there.

He roared loudly and his whole body erupted in a thick black mist-like substance.

It instantly spread across the entire village, deepening the darkness of the night.

The darkness enveloped everything and even painted over the images on the crystal.

No matter how much magical power is poured into the crystal, it only transfers the darkness and does not reveal the situation.

“…KUK!!!”

I throw away the crystal ball, which has become useless, and run outside.

The place where I am now is a castle located slightly away from the temple.

Looking towards the temple, I see the monster waving its arms and legs around.

Around it, a few of my surviving compatriots had finished dismounting and entered the battle.

…Shit!

I unintentionally curse.

I’ve been fooled.

I can’t blame them for that.

I need to protect the temple and myself.

It would be especially bad if they destroy the temple.

If it is lost, the descent itself will be impossible.

To be precise, it is the sacred body, the warsheep, which is used to receive the will of the gods, which is the pillar in the temple….

“…what the hell is this?”

“! Don’t come here!”

Scream.

I quickly looked in that direction and saw that my allies, who were supposed to have the upper hand at the front, were somehow being pushed back.

When I looked to see what had happened, I saw a horrifying sight.

My dead brethren and goblins are rising up and attacking us.

“The frontier undead! What the hell is this?”

It can’t be.

They basically only occur in frontier prisons…

For some reason, the dead, deformed monsters don’t get up, but why…?

Is it the effect of this fog?

That’s the only possible cause.

It’s not good if we don’t get rid of that monster as soon as possible.

It’s a pity, but now that we’ve used it, it can be cleared up immediately if we leave it to the Grigori warriors we’ve sent down…

The lance of light fired by one of the Grigori lost its radiance before it reached the monster, and just before it hit it, it was a feeble thing, emitting less than half of its original light.

Even so, the force of the attack seems to have been considerable, and the surface of the monster’s body is blown off, with black blood-like liquid splattering.

Naturally, the load of the attack remained the same.

The attacker’s arm is also split in half.

…It’s not good.

Does that mist also have the effect of weakening Grigori’s messenger?

At this point, it is confirmed that Roe is involved.

No matter how you look at it, they’ve been planning countermeasures.

The women, children and other non-combatants were sent away to the northern villages beforehand, so it doesn’t matter how much this place is destroyed.

The problem is that we will lose the battle here.

They don’t know what mercy is.

In fact, they’ve even started manipulating corpses somehow.

If they destroy this place, they will invade the rest of the villages.

If that happens, we elves…

“No, no. Not yet!”

I know you’re right.

Perish here? I’m not joking.

Then for what have I betrayed my brother-in-law and father-in-law to take Grigori’s hand!

For what have I consumed the lives of my people!

You did it to protect your family!

Then I’m not going to choose any means.

I take an ornate tree branch from my pocket and cast a spell.

This allows us to communicate through the same ornate branch.

I connect to my compatriots who are waiting for me in the temple.

–King. We are…

“…you know the situation.”

Skip the unnecessary preliminaries.

–Yes.

The other side may have guessed it and nodded.

“Let’s be clear. We don’t have enough hands. I need a few more people to come out.”

–Understood.

“See what’s going on outside and bring them in one by one. We’ve got to get to the monsters out there.”

-I’ll get volunteers right away. The king…

“I’m going to head that way too, …… sorry. It’s going to take a while.”

-What the hell is that…?

I turn the magic off and look back without answering.

“Did I keep you waiting?”

“No, not really.”

The man I was supposed to be looking around for – Roe – was standing there.