Betrayal Knight's Joyful Faith

Chapter 480

The vibrations of a series of blows striking the barrier echoed from outside. Meanwhile, the three trapped inside the dormitory were also slashing at their enemies, barely able to catch their breath.They couldn’t even tell how many ghouls they had killed.

The sensation in their fingertips was gradually becoming dull, and they were becoming accustomed to the enemies’ blood and flesh sticking to their bodies.

The stench and blood that the ghouls were spewing out was so terrible that it gave them a headache, but even that gradually became less noticeable.

It wasn’t a good sign.

Because it meant that their physical strength was wearing down, their concentration was breaking, and their five senses were becoming dull.

In the end, the ghoul that rushed at Rider from behind managed to bite his shoulder.

“Ugh!”

Rider, his face distorting, swung his sword without hesitation and shook off the enemy.

The ghoul that attacked him fell, and a handful of flesh fell off his bitten shoulder.

His already messy uniform top began to quickly become stained with blood.

Glenn shouted as he cut down the enemy blocking his way.

“Hey, are you okay?”

“I’m fine! Don’t worry about me and take care of yourself!”

“Oh, this bastard is talking nonsense!”

Glenn, shouting in dissatisfaction, didn’t look too well either.

His uniform was stained red with his own blood and the blood of the ghouls.

The two people who were arguing suddenly stopped moving when they felt a cold air right next to them.

“You seem very relaxed.”

A voice of unparalleled indifference accompanied him. His silver hair seemed to sway slightly, and soon a frost storm followed.

The ghouls, who had been charging forward with screams, were suddenly enveloped in white frost. Rider and Glenn took advantage of the gap and slashed at the enemies in unison.

Glenn snapped, stomping on the shattered fragments of ghouls scattered around him.

“Save your magic, you idiot!”

“So what? If you have any complains, why don’t you use the artifact yourself, senior?”

As usual, a cheeky retort came back.

But Arendt wasn’t in very good shape either.

Every time he took a deep breath, a puff of white vapor rose from his lips, and whenever he coughed dryly, frozen bits of blood splattered out.

Although he appeared relatively fine on the outside, it was clear that he too was reaching his limit.

A heavy impact from outside shook the living room, dormitory, followed by a sharp cracking sound.

‘Looks like they’ve found a way to break through.’

Judging by the intermittent shocks typical of arrows, it seemed Llewellyn was locked in a battle.

Arendt quickly looked around to check the number of enemies remaining.

‘There’s still quite a bit left.’

Moreover, some of the ghouls that had been shattered were tenaciously regenerating and regaining their form.

This meant that their regenerative power was far superior to that of previous ones.

The sight of the scattered pieces of flesh writhing and coming together to take on a human form again was not a very pleasant sight.

If the barrier was shaking this badly, it might be possible to strike from within as well.

‘Those two are also on the verge of passing out.’

He quickly began to think.

Meanwhile, another tremor echoed through the place. Arendt shouted to Glenn and Rider, who were frantically slashing at the enemies.

“Just give me twenty seconds!”

“What?”

Glenn asked back, but Arendt had already killed the ghoul he was dealing with and was retreating.

Instinctively, Rider hurried to fill the gap.

A long claw aimed at Arendt was blocked by his sword.

“Hey, where are you going?”

But Arendt ran up to the second floor where his room was without looking back.

“Oh, that bastard!”

Glenn swore, but what had happened could not be helped.

The two had no choice but to continue the brutal fight for a while longer.

Glenn’s sword cut the ghoul in two, but instead of falling, the creature staggered for a moment before stopping in its tracks.

“What?”

Glenn cried out involuntarily, flustered. His stamina was fading, and he had failed to completely defeat the creature.

The bastard’s torn flesh snapped back together with a horrible sound.

Glenn’s sword was still stuck in the middle of its body.

Glenn, who had been frozen for a moment, gritted his teeth and drew his sword, tearing the enemy from the inside out and shattering it into pieces again.

“Snap out of it, senior!”

Glenn snapped as Rider shouted.

“I know that too! Damn it!”

His hands were shaking and his heart was pounding. It was evidence that his composure was fading.

‘Fuck, fuck!’

Cursing under his breath, Glenn swung his sword wildly at the ghouls that were gathering once again.

“Keeeeek!”

A ghoul with its neck and chest torn off rolled on the floor, screaming.

Rider and Glenn couldn’t help but feel psychologically pressured when the enemies hadn’t died after two attacks.

Once again, a vibration was felt from outside. The sound of the barrier splitting apart was louder than before.

Thanks to this, the two people’s hearts became even more anxious.

In the midst of struggling to survive, they had to kill all these monsters before they could escape.

As a human being, they couldn’t help but feel instinctive fear.

But Rider shook off all his distracting thoughts and shouted.

“C’mon, senior! The one who goes down first buys the drinks!”

“Don’t be so cocky, you punk! I’ll eat up a whole month’s salary!”

A sharp retort came back at once.

If one of them fell, they’d all be dead.

One of the guys who was locked up with them had mental strength that easily surpassed that of a human.

Arendt kicked open the door that was in his way and dealt with all the ghouls that had chased him up.

As he stomped hard on the railing and leapt, sparkling silver frost scattered into the air.

The next moment, Arendt landed right where Glenn and Rider were fiercely fighting the ghouls.

The ghouls all turned their gaze towards the target that suddenly appeared.

Arendt paid them no heed and plunged his frost-covered sword deep into the floor.

White frost began to slowly expand its area from the spot where the sword was planted.

“If you don’t want to get swept up, move out of the way.”

A grim warning was issued. Immediately afterwards, a bitter cold, unlike anything they’d ever experienced before, filled the dormitory.

The Holy Sword and the homunculus’ black smoke clashed head-on.

The smoke scattered briefly, then took shape and surged towards Laius again.

The moment Laius leapt back, a large hole opened up where he had just been standing.

A thick cloud of dust rose, and the homunculus attacked again. Instead of responding directly, Laius retreated, carefully analyzing his opponent.

‘Disgusting.’

The moment he came face to face with that beautiful face with closed eyes, a wave of instinctive revulsion washed over him once more.

He could vaguely guess the reason for that.

This wasn’t just some monster crudely imitating God Chernion.

In the monster that took the form of Evil God and was imbued with his divine power, Laius could not help but glimpse the true nature of God Chernion, something he had never seen before.

The homunculus soon lost its god-like form and collapsed into a grotesque mass of smoke, mud, or something in between.

But even then, the revulsion he felt didn’t fade.

In fact, he began to suspect that perhaps that ugly appearance was also a part of the god.

“What on earth do you guys want?”

Laius asked quietly, eyes fixed on the homunculus with its vacant, unfocused gaze.

But there was no way he could get a proper answer from it. It didn’t even seem like it understood what he was saying in the first place.

‘It has no ego.’

It was quite different from the other homunculi that Jiklin had been using.

Laius awakened the power of the Holy Sword.

Although he had declared that he would reject God, the Holy Sword still followed his will.

It wasn’t particularly surprising.

Because even God Luce had no other choice.

As if reacting to the holy power, the homunculus turned its empty gaze towards Laius.

But Laius was no longer there.

The next moment, the hero appeared right in front of the homunculus’ empty eyes.

Before the homunculus could react, the sword emitted a flash of light. The combined power of the Shadow of the Strong and the Holy Sword struck the homunculus.

The sound of a blast shook the air, and the place where Laius’ sword touched exploded in all directions.

The homunculus’ body swayed violently. But that was only for a moment, and it immediately launched a counterattack at Laius.

The sword and the jet-black tendril clashed head-on.

Laius tried to withstand the blow, but receiving the homunculus’ full power mid-air was impossible. ᴛhis chapter is ᴜpdated by NoveI-Fire.ɴet

He was inevitably thrown back by the force.

“Ugh…!”

Gripping his sword tightly, Laius twisted his body mid-fall and landed in a controlled roll.

But before he could catch his breath, another attack came.

He rolled once more, and a thick tendril dug into the spot where he had just been.

Laius didn’t miss the gap and charged at the enemy again.

Laius, using the tendril stuck in the ground as a stepping stone and trampling on it, charged towards the homunculus’ face again.

During that short time, the monster transformed into the form of a beautiful god.

‘What the heck is this…’

Laius’ face twisted again.

He couldn’t understand their intentions.

They created such an ugly monster in the image of the being they held so sacred.

They even sent a being resembling their god into battle to fight.

If the same thing had happened on God Luce’s side, it would not have been strange for them to have risen up and called it blasphemy.

As he thought about it, several possibilities came to mind.

‘Or maybe they missed God so much that they made an imitation of His appearance.’

‘Or perhaps the enemies didn’t expect the homunculus to take this form.’

‘If not that, then it means that there’s another intention behind the monster bearing their god’s image.’

And the homunculus that appeared before him was either a failure or a test piece…

There must have been something else they were really trying to create.

His sword flashed and left a large scar on the homunculus’ face.

The pieces of the homunculus that fell to the ground immediately began to burn, emitting white smoke.

Laius, who had distanced himself from the monster again, glanced at the fragments of his enemy disintegrating into ashes.

‘It’s not sturdy enough to fully handle divine power.’

At that moment, a loud noise emanated from afar. It came from the direction of the Third Knights’ dormitory.

The homunculus reacted instantly, its grotesque form twisting as it lunged toward Laius’ again.

Putting aside his distracting thoughts for a moment, Laius focused on his opponent again.

The hero’s blue eyes stared straight into the homunculus.

‘Whatever it is, I’ll bring it to judgment.’

Laius revealed his unfiltered hatred towards the even greater being beyond the homunculus blocking his path.

Whether it’s a homunculus, a monster, or a god…

Anything that threatened the people he cared about could simply be cut down.