Bro, I'm not an Undead!

BZZT! BZZZT!

A mini storm with tendrils of red lightning maddeningly flying everywhere appeared in the distance for only but a moment before it zipped its way towards Red Rage and the undead at a remarkable speed!

The thick bolts of lightning that seemed extremely condensed even when they held the thickness of well endowed trees razed through everything they came across while surrounding the speeding object they covered!

A sword!

Skullius stood a distance away while holding the cause of the spawn of this horrifying attack that dyed the entire half of the city in a blood red hue while making every living thing feel uncomfortable!

The All Eater scroll!

During Skullius’ fight with Benzard, he had managed to store one of his attacks into the All Eater scroll, mitigating any damage he would have received if it had hit him.

The attack which was a sword bathed in vicious red lightning, travelling at ridiculous speeds, a product of the hidden class, Perpetual Colossus, contained a staggering amount of strength and mana!

However, this much wouldn’t have been enough to generate this crazy scene as the effect of the All Eater scroll was the one that produced this monstrous attack._.

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[All Eater]

<Legendary>

A scroll created by an ancient group of mages who thought of cultivating their own magic to be a taboo towards their favoured Deity, Suzamete. They chose to master inscription of the highest order, in their years managing to create a sequence of runes that could store any form of attack at the Incandescent Stage and below.

-Special Effect-

Stored attacks are kept in Stagnant Space and released at the user’s discretion at 10 times the power and speed with a 10% chance to incorporate any of the user’s attributes and traits over said attack at the moment of release.

<Currently stored attacks – 1/2>

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A ten times increase in speed and power of the stored attack with a 10% chance to incorporate any of the user’s attributes and traits to it!

BZZZT!

The result of adding such a ridiculous boost to Benzard’s attack was this barely visible streak with trailing tendrils that aimed directly at the creature’s upper torso under the stupefied gaze of Elita who was sweating hard and….

No explosion occurred to give the undead an epic send off as the super charged sword plus lightning attack razed through the undead with a thunderous impact and continued on, causing catastrophic damage dozens of meters away!

Red Rage had long gotten out of the way, leaving the undead to face the erasure on its own.

TZZZBOOOM!

The far distance is where the menacing explosion occurred, causing for another splendiferous red light to bloom while a dust covered shockwave stormed against everyone!

Barely anything remained of the undead as only heated armour from its legs and portions of its arms remained, falling to the ground.

Red Rage had done his job, Elita hers and Skullius his.

It was their victory.

Skullius grinned as he saw the notification for the cumulative mana experience and couldn’t help but kek at its amount.

***

Back at the silver Capital Knight buildings, Gin who was bathed in a bright white light was currently engaged in a tough fight with one of the original undeath messengers, a Knight with an enhanced core.

Even after using his Full Body Aura, he found it extremely hard to keep up with this individual as it wasn’t a brainless undead he was up against, but a seasoned fighter with heightened powers and no will to retreat!

However, he wasn’t alone.

From the moment that he had raised his sword up high and called for the other Knights to rise and fight valiantly, Beron had joined him in the fight against this fallen comrade while the rest of the remaining Knights were assigned to groups where they gritted their teeth and cut down the civilians affected by this strange plague as most thought it to be.

The flaming eyes of men and women made it hard for the warrior’s fire in the Knights to be ignited because there was no victory in this fight.

Whether they cut down their comrades and loved ones or were cut down, it was a bitter end all the same as tears were going to shed over the lives lost without an ounce of merry.

Still….the Knights had to make the call, spreading themselves around the city to mitigate this problem.

Beron and Gin pincered the undead Knight, one going high from behind while the other went low from the front!

The Knight moved quickly, evaluating Beron as the weak one as he then thrusted his sword into the Knight’s thigh with a dangerous striking power that ignored the armour, restricting the Capital Knight captain’s movements instantly!

The Knight’s sword got stuck as Beron screamed and twisted his leg having not expected such an attack and he watched the undead Knight with its bright flamed sockets leap to dodge Gin’s sword which came low and kick so hard at him that its attack sounded like a whip through the air!

Gin turned into a blur as he vanished from his initial position and appeared behind the airborne Knight, slashing with all his might while infusing all his remaining Full Body Aura into the attack!

He solemnly watched his sword cleave the Knight in two from the head while Beron watched on in incredulity, gripping his thigh in pain.

The body of the undead Knight fell and it was finally over, after a bitter fight that lasted several minutes.

Yet, both captains didn’t feel any good.

It was moreso true for Beron who had been outshined in the fight.

“You lack proper training and while it doesn’t make your lack of skill excusable, it does give you the room to improve. Besides, without you, I wouldn’t have defeated this… man,” Gin said solemnly as he stretched out his hand and healed Beron’s wound. “I may not be the biggest fan of you Capital Knights but I’m glad you stood up when it counted.”

What Gin said was true. The Undead Knight was restricted to follow up with more sword attacks as its weapon had been lodged into Beron. Naturally it wasn’t a conscious help on Beron’s part but it gave Gin the opportunity he needed to use his skill [Blindspot] to appear behind the undead Knight and end him.

“Thanks…” said Beron as even though he heard this, he was still feeling down.

He stood and held his sword. The work was not yet done but the bulk had been taken care.

At this time, a bright flash of red from the distance graced their eyes.