Chapter 238
Chapter 238
Willes swung his flame-wrapped longsword to the side with great force.
The crimson flames created a powerful heat barrier that pushed away the steam and protected Oliver and Willes from the surrounding enemies.
The intense heat from the flames was unbearable not only for ordinary people but also for most wizards and warlocks.
In response, the female warlocks of the Bathory Family used ice magic.
[Chill]
[Freeze]
[Snowstorm]
[Icicle]
The female warlocks skillfully drew out their mana and combined their ice magic as if they had received professional magic training.
First, they used [Chill] to rapidly lower the surrounding air temperature, creating a favorable environment for their ice magic. Then, they used [Freeze] to freeze the water vapor in the air, and [Snowstorm] to weaken Willes' widespread flame barrier by blowing a blizzard from multiple angles.
Screeeeech!
As the flames weakened due to the combined attack, a massive icicle penetrated the flame barrier, piercing through it.
It was no different from a giant spear made of ice, but Oliver and Willes each utilized their mana and magical detection skills to block the incoming icicles from all directions.
Crack! Shatter! Boom!
Amazingly, Oliver and Willes worked together like a well-coordinated team, not interfering with each other and blocking only the necessary parts of the attacks.
This was possible because both sides had considerable skills.
"Is that all you've got...?!"
As the flame barrier pierced by icicles began to shrink, the female warlocks charged in with their icy weapons, shouting. They held weapons made of ice, ranging from ordinary swords to scythes, rapiers, and chains. Their mana and spell structure were not ordinary, but their skills as fighters left something to be desired.
Their impressive magic skills and physical abilities notwithstanding, the women simply swung their weapons.
Of course, their agility made them threatening, but it was no match for Willes, who had proper swordsmanship training, and they couldn't even keep up with Oliver.
Oliver and Willes fought back-to-back, defending against and dodging the enemy's attacks while counterattacking.
Willes condensed the flames on his blade to increase resistance against the ice magic and parried the enemy's attacks, slicing them in return.
Oliver, on the other hand, used the techniques he had learned from Corpse Doll-Duncan, changing his stance to block attacks like a shield, whip, and axe.
Of course, the female warlocks were also agile enough to block Oliver's attacks, but they couldn't take control of the battle despite their numerical and positional advantage.
"Be careful not to get cut by their ice weapons. If they manage to land a hit, the cold will cause continuous damage like poison."
"Yes, I'm aware."
Oliver recalled a book he had read in Merlin's library.
Like the speed and range of lightning magic and the firepower and sustained attack ability of fire magic, the ice magic of the Skadi School had its unique characteristics.
That characteristic was the ability of the cold to cause continuous damage like poison. The magical cold could damage the respiratory system and cause necrosis in the flesh.
That's why Oliver prioritized his own safety in the fight, rather than trying to damage his opponents.
"What are you going to do about it?!"
The brown-haired female warlock angrily threw her ice chain at them.
The anchor-like ice chains flew towards Oliver with a rustling sound, and Oliver blocked the chains with the Tonfa in one hand, gripping it like an axe.
Whoosh! Crack!
The ice chains wrapped around the Tonfa like a rope, and the female warlock sealed one side of Oliver's Tonfa by pulling it towards her.
She laughed and said,
"Gotcha! Now... huh?"
Before the female warlock who threw the ice chains could finish her sentence, Oliver immediately let go of the trapped Tonfa.
The female warlock, who had been exerting force, lost her balance and fell backward. Not missing the timing, Oliver pulled on the magic thread connected to the Tonfa, dragging the off-balance female warlock toward him.
"Uh...?"
The female warlock was dragged along like a fish caught on a line.
Oliver swung the retrieved Tonfa and smashed the female warlock's head vertically.
Crack—!!
Her head split with a crisp sound.
Fortunately, the female warlock could not recover from having her head split in two and lay on the ground twitching.
Blood oozed from the split in her head as she struggled to recover, but her attempts were unsuccessful, and her blood vessels collapsed continuously.
Thud—!!
Oliver stomped on her head just in case, completely crushing it.
Although he wanted to preserve the body for later research, it seemed inappropriate since they were still in battle.
‘Well, there are many others... But what?'
Oliver looked around with his foot still on the crushed head of the female warlock.
The female warlocks, who had been fiercely attacking in unison, stopped and stared at Oliver simultaneously.
Everyone was silent as if they had seen something shocking, and an icy silence descended around them.
"How dare you... kill Ester... How dare a man stomp on our sister to death?!"
A female warlock shouted with anger, contempt, and disgust.
Her emotions intensified, and her facial muscles and tendons became more prominent, her fangs growing like those of a beast.
"Kyaahhhhhhh!"
The female warlock opened her fang-filled mouth and screamed, followed by the other female warlocks doing the same.
"Kyaahhhhhhh!"
"Kyaahhhhhhhh!"
"Kyaahh!"
"Kyahahahahaha!!!!"
"Krrrurk-!!"
"Kyahak! Kyahahahak-!!"
Caught off guard by the sudden ambush, Willes instinctively stepped back and swung his longsword, cutting the zombies like butter and setting them on fire.
Still, the zombies kept pouring in, but Willes didn't panic and tried to control the flames to sweep away the horde of zombies. After all, fire magic was most effective against such a densely packed group.
Fwooshahahahahaha!!!
The mana that formed the flames was refined, and under Willes' control, it engulfed the horde of zombies.
At that moment, something strange caught their eyes.
The bodies of the zombies that hadn't been swept by the flames swelled up like long-decayed canned food.
And fittingly, the zombies that hadn't been swept by the flames burst from the inside, spewing blood and pieces of entrails in all directions.
Willes stepped back, and Oliver inspected his blood-spattered skin.
He checked to see if he was affected by any disease-weakening black magic, but fortunately, there was nothing wrong.
He felt relieved, but at the same time, a question arose. If it were him, he would have used disease-weakening black magic.
‘So, what's their plan?'
Oliver looked around, thinking.
Willes' flames covered in blood and dying out, the exploded corpses' remains, and the puddles of blood on the floor...
‘Puddles of blood?'
Just as Oliver noticed something and was about to speak to Willes, a female warlock burst out of the blood puddle on the floor.
Caught off guard by her sudden appearance, Willes tried to slash the female warlock with his flaming sword, but this time, the female warlock was faster.
She touched the blood puddle, activating a spell mixed with black magic and mana, and Oliver, who had been standing on it, sank down with Willes as if they were falling into a swamp.
The female warlock shouted.
"Split them apart and deal with them separately!"
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"Deal with them separately!"
With those words, Oliver fell into the pool of blood, his vision was filled with red. He felt as if he was being swept away by a rapid current, and soon he was pushed back out.
Drenched in blood, Oliver got up and wiped the blood off his face while surveying his surroundings. Just as the female warlock had said, there was no sign of Willes, and he found himself in an unfamiliar place shrouded in darkness.
Gathering mana at his fingertips, Oliver created a small orb of light to illuminate his surroundings. It looked like an experimental laboratory.
‘An experimental lab... I have a strange memory about this.'
Oliver recalled the time he had infiltrated Mattel's secret laboratory in search of Rosbane.
Memories from that time rushed back to him, including Rosbane and other children crying in his arms and a boy named Colin.
Colin, who was in the worst condition, had mistaken Oliver as Savior and asked for help.
However, Oliver couldn't help him and ended up lying.
He told Colin that if he confessed his sins, he could go to heaven, even though he didn't know if it was true or not.
But Colin believed Oliver's words and asked for forgiveness from God through him.
‘Why did I do that?'
Oliver questioned his past actions.
He still couldn't figure out why he had done such a reckless thing.
"Huh?"
Something caught Oliver's eye as he looked around.
Approaching the iron bars on the wall, he could see a grotesque creature tied up inside. What should he call it...
"Enhanced Human-C03, I suppose."
Oliver turned his head towards the sudden appearance of life signs.
The orb of light moved with him, illuminating the area, revealing the pool of blood and the female warlocks emerging from it.
The women surrounded Oliver with vengeance and malice in their eyes.
"Enhanced Human-C03?"
"That's right. A new human created by combining a cow and a human."
Oliver looked back at the creature behind the iron bars.
Inside the bars, there was a chimera with a cow's head and a human body, dead and sprawled out. Its eyes, nose, and mouth were all spewing blood.
"You mixed a cow and a human?"
"As you can see."
"What's the reason?"
"To create excellent workers. Stronger, sturdier, and obedient good workers."
The bizarre story was like a urban legend, but having already seen the dark side of Life School, Oliver accepted it without surprise or novelty.
Perhaps he had already anticipated it.
Then another question arose.
"But how do you all know?"
"Because we collaborated with them."
The female warlock answered sincerely.
(To be Continued)
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