Corpse Pit.
Plop—Plop—
Khajit lay among the corpses with vacant, dilated eyes, his heart beating slowly.
The overwhelming stench of the surrounding decaying bodies and the thunderous roar of magic collisions from outside were completely ignored by Khajit.
With so many decaying corpses, there should have been a large number of mosquitoes and flies, but there wasn't even a single insect in this area because the negative energy here was too dense.
Any life entering here would only be corroded!
His already emaciated body was now just a thin layer of skin.
A layer of gray gradually covered Khajit's eyes.
Am I going to die again?
His consciousness gradually became blurred; the erosion of negative energy had already riddled his body with holes, making the so-called transformation into an undead impossible.
In a trance.
A gentle, blurred face appeared in Khajit's remaining consciousness.
Who is it?
Couldn't see clearly at all.
So familiar.
...
...
...
So... it was Mother.
...
...
...
Darkness completely enveloped him.
Boom—
The terrifyingly vast negative energy and death aura of the entire corpse pit exploded like a drop of water falling into a pot of oil, completely boiling and bursting, and like a water dragon, it surged into Khajit's body with a violent speed.
Khajit's body was rapidly eroded; in the blink of an eye, his internal organs and skin disappeared completely, leaving only a skeleton.
The seemingly fragile bones, under the constant infusion of negative energy, rapidly became solidified and rugged, transforming into the physique of some kind of beast.
Wisps of pus-like yellow and green mist emerged from every bone, gradually enveloping his entire body.
'Mother cannot be resurrected.'
'Then let's drag all the living—together into death!'
"Roar!"
A self-muttering sound, as if from the abyss, came from the corpse pit.
He had fled from the battlefield before.
The gray-robed mage who feared the Dominion Authority was now stationed near the corpse pit, intently watching the two figures fighting in the sky.
"Ahaha, as expected of the Alliance Leader."
"To be able to contend against such a powerful angel, this is no different from the heros of 200 years ago."
The gray-robed mage said with a face full of admiration:
"No, the legendary 13 Heroes were not necessarily as powerful as the Alliance Leader!"
Suddenly.
The gray-robed mage felt a chill all over his body, his eyes widened sharply, and he looked behind him.
Crack!
Crunch!
The sound of bones rubbing gradually came from the depths of the corpse pit, becoming clearer and clearer.
An undead beast, nearly two meters tall, covered in a shimmering green and yellow mist and resembling a horse, crawled out of the corpse pit.
"This is..."
The gray-robed mage's pupils contracted, his body trembled, and the thought of fleeing instantly surfaced in his mind.
However!
His body couldn't move.
The gray-robed mage seemed to be affected by some kind of negative status, standing stiffly in place.
An invisible wave surged from this undead.
Bang!
The gray-robed mage's eyes rolled back, his life force dissipated, and he fell to the ground as a corpse, raising a circle of dust.
This powerful spellcaster who had entered the "Heroic Realm," a power that would be considered a national asset in various countries, actually died without a sound.
Instantly!
The yellow-green mist undead's aura surged, and it lightly swayed as it stepped over the gray-robed mage's corpse and headed towards the center of the battlefield.
There was a large amount of life force there; it wanted to bring death to everyone.
Above the sky.
The sacred, massive figure and the spellcaster chased and fought in the air, leaving the humans and demi-humans on the ground stunned.
The scene before them.
Was enough to become part of an epic, to be sung by countless bards.
Figures of priests and paladins, craning their necks to look up, felt a sense of fortune in their hearts at being able to witness all of this firsthand.
"God!"
"The legendary Gods and the Thirteen Heroes were probably just like this."
A priest from the [Sunlight Scripture], looking at the majestic and powerful figure of the highest-ranking angel, suddenly knelt down, his hands clasped in devout prayer.
Captain Nigun, affected by the magic restraint and unable to dodge the magic attack of "Pale Flame," had already died, but his body was barely protected by members of the Scripture unit.
"'Free Will' Minori."
"This guy."
Kelart and Remedios had already met up, exchanged glances, and remained silent, but their eyes held the same strange light.
As the two individuals in the Holy Kingdom known as geniuses, and even the left and right hands of the first Holy Queen, both Kelart and Remedios were extremely proud people.
But at this moment.
Kelart and Remedios clearly knew that the battle before them was not something they could interfere with, not even assist in.
"Kelart, that item..." Remedios suddenly spoke.
"No."
"Although its power is strong, it is not suitable for individual combat like this." Kelart hesitated for a moment and shook her head.
"I never thought that in this disaster caused by the undead, everyone's hope would ultimately rest on an adventurer."
Remedios looked up at the sky, tightened her grip on her holy sword, then slowly released it, complex emotions rising in her heart.
Among the two powerful enemies, the "Death Knight" was indirectly eliminated by Minori, and now, even the most terrifying Alliance Leader of [Zurrenron] would also be dealt with by this guy.
It was truly indescribable!
At this moment.
Whether human or demi-human, everyone was closely watching the battle in the sky.
Everyone was very clear that whether the Dominion Authority controlled by Minori could defeat the Alliance Leader would truly determine whether they could win.
"God, please protect Captain-sama."
Enri clasped her hands together on her chest; she had never believed in God before, but at this moment, she devoutly hoped that the legendary God would descend.
To protect everyone, to protect Captain-sama.
Crack...
The strange aura on Enri's body, at this moment, actually showed signs of gradually collapsing.
Just as everyone's nerves were taut—
Panic and chaos came from the front of the demi-humans.
"What kind of undead is this!"
"Kill it."
"Why are you standing there motionless."
"...."
"They're dead, everyone died for no reason!"
An atmosphere of panic quickly spread from the direction of the demi-humans; the entire demi-human army gradually became agitated.
The two Ten Greats, Rokesh and Hector Weiss, were actually unable to suppress this panic.
"What's wrong with these demi-humans..."
Hearing the commotion from the front, Remedios showed a look of anger and looked up; the next moment, her expression froze on her face.
She saw.
Large numbers of demi-humans, completely defenseless, fell to the ground like harvested wheat.
And what caused all of this.
Was a skeletal undead about two meters tall, resembling a horse-like beast, emitting a pus-like yellow and green mist all over its body.
Wherever this undead passed, the demi-humans couldn't even resist, they just stood stiffly in place, and then died without any life force.
A bizarre scene.
Sent a chill down Remedios's spine for no reason: "What is that!"
"Soul Eater?"
"Why, why is there a Soul Eater!" Kelart's light blue pupils dilated, her fingertips trembled, and she almost shrieked.
Both "Death Knight" and "Soul Eater" were referred to as legendary undead; since she had to deal with the Death Knight, Kelart naturally consulted ancient texts and thus indirectly learned about another type of legendary undead.
This was an undead that greedily devoured the souls of the living; legend has it that they once appeared in the Orc city in the central continent.
Causing the deaths of over 100,000 people, turning the entire city into ruins, known as the "Silent City."
To fight against this kind of monster, one must at least have the ability to cast Third Tier magic, otherwise, it would be difficult to even face this monster directly, because the other party would spread a power called "Fear."
"Remedios..."
Kelart's neck stiffened.
"What's wrong?" Remedios drew her holy sword.
"Run!"
"Hurry and run!" Kelart's face was pale, she turned around, and shouted loudly without any regard for her appearance:
"Holy Knight Order, Priest Order, everyone retreat!"
Remedios was stunned; she had never seen her sister so flustered.
Panic, like a plague, quickly spread throughout the battlefield!
The sub-humans, who were the most numerous and located at the front, were the first to collapse, fleeing towards the rear in unison.
There were screams of terror everywhere.
Dust rose from the sub-humans scattering and fleeing, covering the ground littered with the corpses of humans and sub-humans, as well as the remains of undead transformed from those who had died long ago.
"Everyone..."
Enri stood rooted to the spot, at a loss, staring blankly at the chaotic, disordered, and panic-stricken battlefield before her.
Standing right in the center of the battlefield.
Enri suddenly felt a sense of insignificance she had never experienced before: "Life is truly so fragile."
"Enri, hurry and leave!"
The Verdant Witch rushed over from the rear, grabbed Enri's arm, and tried to pull her away.
"No."
Enri gently pulled her arm back, then suddenly smiled faintly: "Captain is still fighting, how can I leave?"
"The Captain won't be in danger..."
The Verdant Witch spoke quickly, her eyes filled with terror as she looked ahead; she could vaguely see the figure of the Soul Eater Demon now.
Wait!
The Verdant Witch's heart suddenly skipped a beat. She looked down at her hand that had been pulled away. When did Enri become so strong?
"Miss Verdant, do you know, I just prayed to the gods with utmost sincerity, but I found that only my own voice responded to me."
Enri blinked, disappointment showing in her dark brown pupils, yet also a different kind of light flickering within them:
"I'm just a farmer's daughter from a border village."
"From the very beginning, I knew how vast the gap was between me and Captain."
Enri raised her hand, grasped the chestnut-gold three-strand braid pinned to her chest, and looked up at the sacred figure fighting in the sky, her eyes full of longing:
"But only now do I realize that this gap is even larger than I could have imagined."
"Because those high and mighty nobles, the captain of the Holy Knights, and legendary powerhouses like the Ten Heroes of the Sub-humans can now only look up at the sky or run away..."
The look of anxiety on the Verdant Witch's face grew thicker. She felt like she was going crazy.
No!
It was Enri who had gone crazy.
What in the world was this kid doing!
Seeing the sub-humans and humans desperately fleeing around them, and the Soul Eater Demon that had completely appeared in front of them, the Verdant Witch broke out in a cold sweat, wishing she could abandon Enri and run away immediately.
But if she did that!
Her master would definitely kill her, and her sister's life too.
"What exactly are you trying to do!" The Verdant Witch's voice became strained. She was now considering whether to disobey her master's command, knock Enri out, and forcibly take her away.
"I don't know..."
Enri murmured to herself, her brown pupils looking at the Soul Eater Demon emitting a yellowish-green mist in her sight:
"I want to close the distance between me and Captain."
"I want to help Captain."
"I want... everyone's lives not to end like this."
Enri turned her head to look at the anxious Verdant Witch beside her, smiling with her lips pressed together, her eyes still glistening with unshed tears:
"Miss Verdant, I think I can help."
Whoosh--
A gust of air blew, rustling the dirty, slightly torn hem of Enri's skirt.
Enri bent down and picked up a longsword from the ground.
The Verdant Witch's pupils inexplicably contracted, and she took a step back.
Remedios and Kelart, who were retreating, froze when they saw Enri and the other person standing still in the center of the battlefield in the distance.
"What are those two doing? Are they crazy!"
Above the battlefield.
Minori and the Alliance Leader, who were locked in intense combat, also noticed the scene on the ground.
"A Soul Eater Demon? It actually succeeded!"
"Khajiit, haha, as expected of my best disciple." The Alliance Leader was clearly surprised, then let out a smug laugh.
"Priest, you have completely lost!"
"Do you know what that is? That's a Soul Eater Demon, a legendary undead even more terrifying than a Death Knight."
The Alliance Leader didn't miss any opportunity to strike, speaking out. He had already noticed that the Dominion Authority's movements were slowing down, and there were signs of its wing feathers dissipating.
"Khajiit?"
He hadn't expected that the Alliance Leader would even produce a Soul Eater Demon. Hearing the other party, it seemed Khajiit had transformed it.
If it really was a Soul Eater Demon, then basically everyone present would die.
In the game "YGGDRASIL", you'd probably have to fight a Soul Eater Demon several hundred times to get hit by instant death once, so the threat wasn't very big. But in this other world, the effect of this instant death aura was continuous.
The stronger you were, the lower the chance of being judged, but without instant death resistance, once the judgment passed, death was certain.
Minori immediately controlled the Dominion Authority, planning to launch a magic attack at that Soul Eater Demon first.
"I won't let you succeed!"
The Alliance Leader, who had been suppressed, now finally gained the initiative and immediately moved to block.
Just as the two sides were in a stalemate!
Below, in the center of the battlefield.
Boom--
A dazzling white light suddenly condensed out of thin air.
Enri held a common longsword in both hands, white streams of light flickering in her brown pupils. She seemed to be talking to herself, or perhaps asking for something:
"Everyone, please lend me your strength!"
Everyone?
The Verdant Witch took another step back, subconsciously glancing around.
Buzz-- Buzz--
Shining light, like dense fireflies, floated up from the battlefield, converging from all directions towards the sword blade in Enri's hand.
The sudden appearance of the scene made everyone's movements pause.
This white light was not power of the holy attribute, but a pure "positive" attribute that no one had ever felt before.
"Enri? What's happening?" Minori was the most bewildered at this moment.
Buzz--
The attribute panel vibrated.
'Skill "Hero's Moment" discovered, requires special class [ X X X X X ], current conditions... Failed...'
'Information acquisition failed...'
'Skill information acquisition -- "Hero's Moment": Borrowing the strength of fallen comrades, temporarily gain physical attack attribute bonus, increasing to the same level as the highest physical attack value owner among both enemy and allied sides.'
'Skill "Hero's Moment" discovered, requires special class [ Hero · Believer (Unique) ], no current class, skill acquisition failed, requires 3 skill points.'
'No prerequisite high-tier class, skill acquisition failed, requires 6 skill points.'
'No prerequisite mid-tier class, skill acquisition failed, requires 9 skill points.'
'No prerequisite basic class... [ Talent ] converting... [ Talent ] conversion failed, this prerequisite basic class does not exist, requires 12 skill points.'
'Consume 12 skill points to forcibly acquire this special class?'
'Conditions for class acquisition not met, when acquiring special class -- Class Degradation.'
'Warning! This class is a "Unique" class.'
'Please choose whether to take this job?'
Dense class information appeared on the attribute panel.
"Enri... Hero class..."
Minori was uncharacteristically silent. With just a thought, he could obtain this power.
A completely independent "Hero" special class.
Through the information revealed on the attribute panel, Minori could clearly perceive the power contained within this special class.
"Hero, huh."
In a trance, Minori seemed to feel a certain will contained within the class. He suddenly understood why Enri would obtain this class, and he also knew with absolute clarity.
He could absolutely not obtain this class through normal means.
A "Hero" is never born strong, but is a kind of will and choice, a kind of confidence that grows from weakness to strength!
This was a will and choice unique to Enri!
"Haha."
Minori, inside the body of the Dominion Authority, suddenly started laughing. Since crossing over to this world, he had never been so genuinely happy.
It was like walking on a desolate road, and suddenly someone could keep pace.
"It's your power, Enri." Minori smiled brightly:
"No."
'Job change failed!'