I Returned as an FFF-Class Witch Doctor

Episode 90

“It’s coming.”

– Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

Giorno, who was looking down over the main gate of the fortress, muttered lowly as thousands of troops gathered under the moonlight.

His appearance like that reminded me of a crow in a clean outfit, different from the one he had just been ripped off.

The mask that went down to the bottom of his eyes and the set of the dark-colored night chaser melted well into the darkness, but what made him different from the other knights was the silver brooch in the form of a leaf attached to his shoulder.

The brooch, which is divided into bronze, silver, and gold, elevated Giorno’s rank to the next level at this moment and gave him the temporary authority to command the knights of the same color.

It was only possible because it was the Aldeon Fortress, which was based on absolute top-down, tailored to Mikhail by Mikhail by Mikhail.

“Prepare for descent.”

Seruk!

As Giorno knelt down on the wall of the rampart, figures resembling crows lined up in a row.

Each of them were owners of at least level 90 skills, and at the same time, they were those who had been with Giorno for a long time.

One of the most elite troops in the fortress, and unquestionably the most powerful weapon of Mikhail Sinister.

It was Night Crow.

“Approximately 798 meters ahead of the enemy monster army ahead. 794 meters. 791….”

Doo doo doo doo doo!

As the ground shook like a herd of horses running on the frigid ground, Kormac, standing next to him, continued the briefing in an emotionless voice.

It was a briefing that quantified the distance between monsters flocking from outside 700 meters at a glance.

If someone passing by had heard of it, it would have been something they would have snorted as nonsense, but it would be a different story if the person responsible was Kormac.

“About 644 meters… no, 639 meters…?”

Poof!

And as Kormac, who was continuing the briefing, slurred his words and rolled his eyes, all the members of the strike team, including Giorno, turned their eyes to Kormac.

It was because Kormak’s words did not make sense to them, who had initially decided to descend and break the lead line when entering within 500 meters.

“Kormak?”

“About 637… 632 meters. something is coming It is narrowing fast.”

When Giorno called his name, Kormac frowned and nodded lowly. He had a displeased expression, as if he had seen something wrong.

In terms of thoroughness, he has more obsessive compulsiveness than Giorno, and boasts that a briefing once uttered is so accurate that there is no error. How could he overturn the briefing?

It could be said that advancing an army of monsters that had just entered the 700m range by about 150m was impossible unless they cast Blink as a group.

This was especially true considering Kormac’s ability to scan landmarks within a kilometer radius.

Although there was no way to know how many ant hatchlings were passing through the ground, it was Kormac’s ability to accurately quantify even a few tens of centimeters on a scale that he could clearly detect with his senses.

“What do you mean?”

“Look over there.”

So Giorno, while tilting his head at Kormak’s words, for a moment turned his gaze toward the direction his index finger was pointing.

‘That one?’

thud…! coo…!

It was a spectacle that seemed to be growing in size to the extent that it seemed to be a kind of ball game, repeatedly raising its head and disappearing from the darkness of the distant plateau.

“Is it an aircraft? or not-.”

“It’s considered a second-class monster.”

While Kormak was answering Giorno’s words, strange sounds echoed one after another.

It was the sound of hitting the floor at regular intervals.

A black figure soars several meters upward, hovers for a certain amount of time, and then falls back down to the ground.

And Giorno could feel the sound of hitting the floor with a certain beat and the sound of cutting through the air.

It never sounded like arrows or baby slits.

That’s also why the sound that came out whenever the black shape fell was loud and irregular, like playing a flute with clumsiness.

It was also because it seemed that something with a large mass was being dropped from the sky.

“Are you Boomer?”

“It seems so.”

Boomer.

It was a monster that proudly occupied the 2nd class among the ranking charts that Aldeon Fortress quantified and classified the monsters of the plateau for convenience.

“…something is strange.”

cooong!

Giorno narrowed his eyes as the object presumed to be a boomer rapidly closed the distance.

It was the most difficult class in the defense of the fortress.

In reality, it was a monster that was burdensome enough with its physical abilities, but it was the main culprit that significantly reduced the durability of anti-aircraft defenses with its leaping ability that allowed it to jump several meters at a time.

Considering that anti-air defenses are relatively less durable than anti-ground defenses, it was important not to let boomers, who are capable of powerful physical strikes, touch the fortress.

In short, it was said that it was best to kill them before they approached.

It was not an exaggeration to say that the silk boomer’s defensive power is a kind of bionics golem, as it is difficult to scratch even with a tolerable spear knife and has good magic resistance.

Moreover, it was only natural that Giorno could not hide his doubts, especially if it was not a group, but alone.

It was not a group life, but it was because whenever such an abnormal group was formed, the second-class monsters did not advance alone as if someone were commanding them.

“Are you sure it’s a single entity?”

“yes. Other than that, nothing has been observed yet. It seems to be an independent entity.”

“Then we should sort it out on our own.”

Clap!

At Kormac’s words, Giorno grabbed his sword sheath. The question hadn’t gone away yet, but I couldn’t let it go.

The reason why Boomer was defined as a level 2 monster in the first place was that it had a great negative effect on the fortress, so it was not that there was no effect just because it was an independent entity.

The fact that the strike force, which was organized in the role of breaking the front row, did not deal with the Boomers, was tantamount to neglect.

“I’m in charge of Boomer. Kormak?”

“601 meters. 595 meters. We have about 90 meters to the operation distance.”

“good.”

As Kormac briefed Boomer’s streets in real time, Giorno began to churn mana with his whole body.

The unique foot-do posture that seemed to jump out at any moment was a bonus.

A motion in which the index finger is placed on the back of the nose, the upper body is bent, and the left foot is extended to the back while the right foot is stepped forward.

[Night crow]

[New moon]

Wow!

Soon, as Giorno’s broadsword cut through the air, a pitch-black slash that cut diagonally across the highland sky extended from his sword.

At first glance, it was an aura blade with a shape reminiscent of a nail moon.

‘Even the monster slayer called the Shadow Sword… was a human after all.’

Kormac raised an eyebrow as Giorno swung his sword.

It was because of the direction the jet-black slash that cut through space flew.

Although it was Giorno di Yekachev, who was called the Shadow Sword and made a name for himself as a monster slayer.

Even so, when asked if it was possible to slice up a monster leaping 500 meters away, I could definitely say ‘no’.

Considering that it was shot towards the air, not the ground.

It was not at all unreasonable for Kormac to show his emotions through his facial expressions.

It was an outright blunder.

Unless Boomer was an idiot, there was no way he could leap again and welcome Giorno’s new moon.

Even if it was flying, predicting it in advance and matching it was no different from picking stars from the sky.

“…!”

Awesome!

That is until Boomer’s body, which bounced off again, was split in two by the new moon.

“There is no change in the operation. 30 seconds before the descent.”

“Descent… 30 seconds before preparation for descent!”

As Giorno’s broadsword returned to its scabbard, Kormac recited his words and regained his composure.

It was honestly unexpected.

It’s hard to deal with tolerable cutting power. It’s not enough that the educated boomer was cut off like tofu.

Being able to neutralize a Tier 2 monster from 500 meters away was difficult for Kormac to comprehend.

He felt that Giorno, standing next to him, had no common sense for him, who had not joined the Night Crow for a relatively long time, so he had doubts about whether he was the same person as him.

“Calm down, you fledgling.”

widely!

It was a skill that was so mesmerizing that he was unconscious until another Night Crow to his left struck him in the back.

“Is this your first time seeing this friend Giorno?”

“haha. That’s good enough. Where else would you see something like this?”

“…10 seconds ago.”

As some members of the crew raised their eyebrows at Kormac’s bruising, Giorno silently counted down. Despite the reactions of those around him, he seemed unconcerned.

Not to mention that the Boomer he had just killed wasn’t in the normal condition Kormac expected.

It was because he felt another mana reaction while Kormac was lost.

‘No way… this mana reaction…’

It was a ferocious mana that he had felt once before, but it was a bizarre mana that surged with unprecedented momentum to the extent that he could not know the end.

“descent.”

Shyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!

Giorno muttered a low voice and threw himself down the wall, and the Night Crows lined up on either side threw themselves together.

If someone I didn’t know saw it, I would have looked at them as if they had given up on life, but no one thought that way while looking at them.

While falling headfirst, he ran across the fortress walls that were several tens of meters high in the blink of an eye.

Night Crows explode their body mana and fly in a straight line towards the advancing monsters without anyone saying anything.

“Keep your head down!”

“…!”

Then, as soon as Giorno and ten members of the crew were kicked into a wedge-shaped square, he and Noh Ho-seong began to take a kicking posture again.

It was a tone that didn’t make sense to say to the monsters who looked like they were about to clash at any moment.

[Night crow]

[New moon]

Suddenly!

As Giorno’s sword, located at the extreme point of the wedge, cut through space, a black horizontal line bisected the air.

It was the slash that had just sliced through the level 2 monster, Boomer, in one fell swoop.

It is a sword that is difficult to avoid from third-class monsters such as Berthas Ghouls and Swichers, who are about 90 cm from the ground and run like beasts with human-like limbs.

“Evee eh!”

Wow! Kwajik! Crunchy! Dduduk!

And, starting with the new moon of Giorno, when the first ranks of the monster corps collapsed terribly, their blood and flesh spurted out in all directions, and a terrifying destructive sound began to emerge.

At first glance, it was a scene reminiscent of a chaos.

And…

“Whoa, he really lived and died.”

Kwajijik!

Suddenly, in front of Giorno’s eyes, a Berthas ghoul distorted terribly, and at the same time, a strange figure appeared among the corpses of monsters.

“It’s been a while, Captain.”

“And I unite!”

Damian.

It was the last member of the 6th reconnaissance team wearing a mantle that had become almost like a rag.