Emperor of Steel Chapter 742
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By the time the Symphonia Kingdom troops began to reinforce the barrier, the warlocks of the Veritas Magic Tower, who were controlling the Undead army from behind, began to panic .
It was because the Undead in the rear were attacking the other Undead . Maybe they lost control or something .
The Elder, Zemerton, who was ordered by Arsene to attack Symphonia, was puzzled .
“What is happening?!”
“W-we aren’t sure either, elder!”
The subordinate warlocks answered with confused faces .
“Don’t say that and find the bloody cause! The cause!”
The ones out of control were only around a thousand Undead, around 10,000 .
Considering the military power of 5 million, it wasn’t something they had to be concerned about .
However, the crazy Undead seemed to be using explosive chemicals .
They were sprinkling gunpowder all over their bodies and rushed into groups of Undead after lighting themselves on fire . Just when they thought that the explosions were done, it started again .
And the wind direction wasn’t in favor of them, and the damage increased gradually .
“I think that it is immediate priority increase…”
“Ugh, fine . Go ahead and turn off those flames that are raging . And find out why the Undead are going crazy!”
At the words of Zemerton, the warlocks scattered in a hurry to figure out the situation .
However, there were a few people who were eyeing them like hawks .
“Crawling out at last, you Veritas rats!”
A series of warlocks who sprinkled blood all over their body and were escorted by knights were disguised as Undead .
They were warlocks of Johas and Black Tower .
Luke had organized them as special reinforcements and sent them into the battlefield .
Warlocks had unlimited knowledge about the Undead .
From the time they heard about the emergence of the large army of Undead, they were discussing with Luke about the countermeasures to be taken .
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And their measures were to intervene and control the Undead .
They knew it was impossible to control the 5 million undead with just Johas and a few of his warlocks in the Black Tower .
So the goal of Johas’s party was to manipulate a few Undead with black magic and cause a small mess in the Undead troops and then remove the remnants of Veritas Magic Tower who were behind the attack .
“They are frustrated because of the constant fights . I don’t think there will be enough warlocks on their side to control 5 million Undead at will,” said Luke to Johas .
Johas too had agreed with his idea, and the magic used on the Undead was very simple . It was to move ahead and annihilate their enemies .
Just a few would have been enough .
However, the number of Undead kept on increasing, and it became at a level where one’s mind had to be used to take down the Undead .
There were too many gaps in the Undead under Veritas’s control, which made it easy for Johas and the Black tower warlocks, to take control .
“From now on, get rid of those Veritas rats . Do it as fast and secretly as possible . ”
“Yes, Meister!”
Johas and his escorts began to hunt the Veritas warlocks .
“Kuak! Wh-who is it?”
“Someone else… Kuek!”
The Veritas warlocks, who tried to put out the fire on their Undead or to look at the crazy Undead in their troops, collapsed one after the other because of the covert attack of Johas and his party .
Dark Bullets went for their hearts, and if they blocked it with shield, the escorts knights would use their swords .
Since it was a surprise attack, the warlocks couldn’t defend themselves from both sides .
But Zemerton was no fool .
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As time passed and the disturbance didn’t subside and with his disciples not coming back to inform him of the situation, he noticed that something was wrong .
‘Something seems off! Obviously, someone else must have come into our area!’
Zemerton, who judged that, unfolded black magic for detection .
“Dark Detect!”
The magi from Zemerton spread out far and wide .
At the same time as that, his eyes turned black as he took a clear look at every side of the Undead army .
Warlocks, different from his disciples or subordinates, got detected .
Unlike the cool and gloomy magi of the Veritas men, the magi of the new people were like the night sky with stars and heartwarming fireworks .
‘They can’t be…? Ugh!’
Zemerton stopped the Dark Detect and developed defensive magic .
Pop! Pop! Bang!
Thanks to his quick reaction, he was able to stop the Black Spear that flew in for him .
With trembling yet angry heart, he yelled, “Who are you?!”
“There is no need to reveal our names to trash . ”
Johas was the one who showed up .
He detected that Dark Detect of Zemerton and followed it to the source .
“You must be a high grade trash . Maybe a worthwhile kill?”
At Johas’s sarcasm, Zemerton asked with a stern face, “You, do you know who I am?”
The Black Spear used by Johas had considerable power .
However, Zemerton was among the 5 elders of Veritas who reached 8th magic circle, and he had the highest combat power . He never even had a slight thought of losing .
“Why would I bother with that? You are just a henchman of Arsene . ”
Terrifying magic began to gather at the hands of Johas who grunted his teeth .
When Arsene had invaded the Dark Moon Magic Tower in the past, he had lost numerous elders and young warlocks .
His resentment toward Veritas and their warlocks was hotter than any lava and stronger than any storm .
“I’ll grind your bones to dust!”
“Huh! You really think you can beat me with that skill?!”
Zemerton began to raise the magi in his body .
He was the kind of person who was very proud of his skill .
Although he couldn’t keep up with Arsene’s skills or at the level of dealing with Luke, the archenemy of Arsene, he believed that he wouldn’t lose to anyone else .
However, an opponent who shook his thoughts had appeared .
‘This can’t be! Never!’
But it was the truth .
Zemerton was getting angrier and angrier at the opponent in front of him .
As a response, Johas raised his magi .
The two warlocks, who had devoted their lives to darkness, walked on entirely different paths .
The fight of Johas, who was burning with resentment, and Zemerton, with his pride on the line, began .
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