Insanely-Talented Player

Episode 131

A while later, the throne of the end.

A council of monarchs, each of whom has gained immortality and transcendent power through some kind of opportunity, and looks down on the earth from the top of the universe.

The seats for the 999 monarchs rose tall,

forming a spiral-shaped spire like a conch shell.

And as they got closer to the top of the spire, there were infinitely more powerful monarchs who could even look down on the monarch.

Seven great princes.

They are the 999 monarchs, and at the same time, they are the beings who dominate and look down on them and stand at the very top of the spire.

The Game, the Clown, Nightmare, the Demon King, Frost, the Apocalypse, and the Lord of Hope.

Transcendents upon transcendents who can dominate their own names and territories.

“Is that really what you mean?”

asked one of the Transcendents and Lord of the Game. Toward the only being who can even look down on the seven great princes at the top of the spire.

But there was nothing there as the Lord of the Game looked. It was just that the ceiling symbolizing the top of this tower was blocked.

Beyond the fleeting curtain of the sky, there was endless silence as always.

At that time, there was an 11th tier tower with Saint Mary and the players under her command.

Tower of Alternate History.

Bullets were raining down from all directions. To the player, bullets have no meaning. However, each barrage of bullets, reminiscent of the trench warfare of World War II, contained enough killing power that even the player had meaning.

“Damn Nazis...!”

Another world where Nazi Germany won World War II, nuclear weapons were dropped on the United States, and the war came to an end.

[A.D. 1940 Nazi Germany and the Axis powers achieved a historic victory through the activities of a necromancer! The majority of the territories of Canada and the United States have fallen under the Third Reich, and a small number of resistance groups continue to fight indefinitely.] The same was true for

France, the home country of the saint and the players under her in that world.

After the war ended with Nazi Germany's victory, even France's Vichy puppet government was disbanded and the homeland was reborn as territory of the Third Reich.

There were still people in this world fighting to reclaim their homeland.

And the saintess leading the resistance and armed with pure white heavy armor kicked the ground.

[The ‘491st Occultist Battalion' of the Waffen SS is surrounding this place!]

[The 31932 31933 31945... (omitted) 31951 Immortal Battalion...]

The endless waves are rushing towards them. Toward the zombies.

Bullets forged in the darkness of necromancy and black magic rained down and struck Maria's armor.

“Now!”

Immediately afterwards, light spread throughout the area. Behind the shield of light raised by the saint, high-ranking players and resistance members belonging to the Circus' lower organization, the Order of Relief Knights, moved.

The hideout was a desperate way out in a situation where the city was under siege.

bang!

However, in the face of endless black magic bullets, the saint's shield had no further meaning.

That's why the saint softly bit her lip.

As a ‘saint' after all, she has come to this point using pure white armor and the power of light healing and protection. But it was not the power her monarch gave her.

Lord of the Game.

And the player ‘Maria’ was not pleased with the power of the monarch who was still contracting with her.

It was right then.

[Force: Blood relatives are participating in the war!]

“Oh, it looks like we’re in quite a bit of a corner.”

The bullets that were supposed to be scattered stopped all at once in the air. And Lord Mikhail, a blond-haired boy in a suit, smiled, baring his fangs in front of the saint.

Leaving behind the vampire men and women in suits who remained silent, led by him.

“It is truly disgusting and disgusting to see a dead person without blood.”

Suddenly, the endless gunfire and shouting stopped. As if time in the world had stopped.

“Do you know? “It’s not that strange for a vampire to control time.”

“Blood relatives...

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Mrs. Maria.”

Mikhail sneered coldly. Looking at the body of a high-ranking vampire living in Maria’s body.

“Following the blood oath, we ‘blood relatives’ have a duty to take care of our fellow countrymen.”

“Yes, I’m so glad. “Then won’t you come help us?”

“But my lord is willing to ask for more.”

Nevertheless, Mikhail smiled coldly.

“I have already been reborn as a blood relative and accepted the body of a vampire.”

“That’s right. But Mrs. Maria, you are so rude as a vampire. “To the point where I’m no different from a country bumpkin who doesn’t know ‘manners’ at all.”

Lord Mikhail continued coldly.

“They don’t suck blood and act carefree under the sun. Instead of being afraid of the cross, don’t you carry it in your arms?”

“Oh my, did you say that in front of Yoosung too?”

“Ah, considering the special nature of the King of Heroes, such rudeness is unavoidable.”

Mikhail said bitterly.

“But not you, Mrs. Maria. Just as your monarch does.”

.........

At those words, Maria took a deep breath.

Lord of the Game Enforcer of rule and order. And the rule is the race of vampires.

“Please observe the manners you should as a blood relative.”

“Do you really want me to live like a vampire in a fairy tale?”

“Oh, I have no intention of enforcing the rules so harshly. “Manners are just manners.”

Lord Mikhail said.

“Mrs. Maria, please bleed your man.”

“...

“I don’t want anything more or less than that. If you promise, my lord will give you powers you can't even imagine. And it just so happens that my lord needs a trustworthy player to gain more ‘left’.”

More than just now. Maria also knew that the Blood Lord was no ordinary monarch. Therefore, Maria remained silent due to the weight of those words.

After being silent, I shook my head softly.

“Unfortunately, that is not possible.”

“Oh, is that so?”

Mikhail smiled with a hint of disappointment at those words.

“Then...

it was right then. A message came to Michael's mind before he even had time to continue speaking.

[The forces of the tower: The “Witch Coven” is entering the war!]

[Warning: The Witchking is exerting his influence on the world inside the tower!]

“...

Time, which had been standing still, has begun to move again. . But nothing like a gunshot rang out.

Boom boom boom!

Every time Nazi zombies pulled the trigger, festive fireworks began to explode from their gun barrels. In the midst of confusion, an unidentifiable fairytale scene engulfed the entire area as if by magic.

A coven of witches and the appearance of the Magician King.

Maria was silent in embarrassment, and Lord Mikhail frowned quietly.

It was right then.

“I feel something every time I see a work about a vampire having a romantic relationship... The

‘Magic King’ appears amidst the fireworks. And Maria was shocked when she saw his true identity.

“You could suck some blood. I don't know why I feel so responsible for that damn vampire. Isn’t that so, saintess?”

It was a man wearing a tuxedo suit, a fedora, and a black cape.

Instead of the vampire lord business suit that ‘he’ usually wears, he is dressed in an old-fashioned Victorian-style tuxedo suit.

“How could Yoosung...!”

“I stopped by while passing by.”

The King of Heroes and the King of Magicians answered calmly. At the same time, another magician... no, a witch appeared next to him.

It was Lily, the daughter of the King of Heroes and the Saint.

“Even though Lily says she wants to see her mom, she’s always begging for it.”

“...

“...It’s a lie.”

Lily answered poignantly, and Lord Me Hail smiled at the shooting star.

“Holy woman, please accept that blond boy’s offer.”

“What do you mean?”

“Why would you refuse to see some blood from my neck and even give me strength for free? “It’s almost a shame that I couldn’t germinate it.”

“Anyway…

“That day, the saint willingly accepted the ‘high-ranking vampire’s body’ to prove that I was not a monster.”

Yoosung said.

“Do you feel like what you are about to do is monstrous? Then the saint is wrong. We are all monsters. “What’s so strange about a monster saying it’s going to suck some blood?”

“Mr. Yoosung is a monster...

“No? Then the saint has no reason to refuse.”

Maria was silent. Everything as they say. Her actions were full of self-contradiction from the beginning.

“I’m sorry, Yoosung.”

That's why Maria smiled quietly and bitterly.

“Actually, I don’t really like the plot of a vampire complaining about his blood.”

After laughing, I nodded softly.

“I accept your offer, Lord Mikhail.”

“That’s a good thing.”

Michael smiled coldly at Maria's answer, and that was at that moment.

“Accept the bond of blood.”]

[Player ‘Maria’ renews her contract with the Blood Lord!]

Immediately afterwards, a message appeared in Maria’s sight.

The powers bestowed upon her by the Blood Lord. He wasn't just another contractor.

Apostolic Covenant.

Once upon a time, when Meteor made a contract with the Lord of Blood, more power than that was imbued in Mary's body.

Before we knew it, the fairy tale scenes that the Magician King had distorted had regained their original form.

Immediately afterwards, the sky turned blood red. It was not the twilight of the sunset, but the color of blood, literally stained bright red.

Maria Jaeger, a player with the nickname of a saint and the symbol of pure whiteness, raised her head.

Instead of wearing the pure white heavy armor he was wearing just before, he was wearing a crimson suit stained with blood.

And unimaginable blood and dark power began to spread there.

Myth grade blood magic skill 《Thorn Ball (公) Advent》.

Like the name of Vlad the Impaler, Duke of Wallachia, countless blood-red skewers rose up.

Maria turned her head, leaving behind her subordinates and the Resistance who were embarrassed in front of that sight.

“Thank you, Yoosung.”

“Home Anyway, I’m really looking forward to tonight.”

And Yoosung responded calmly to Maria’s words. While stroking the back of his neck.

“Oh, I have to attack the tower, so it will take a few more days.”

At those words, Maria's expression turned bright red.

Redder than the blood sea and blood-red night sky she is stepping on.