Only when a knight tried to run away would the Death Knight become serious and deal a fatal blow.
The first knight who tried to escape was Rilick. A good-natured man, but after a few drinks he became a mean drunk. His head and limbs were instantly separated. They only needed to see it twice to understand that the Death Knight was not willing to let them escape, so no one dared to try again.
Their attacks were ineffective and trying to run away meant instant death.
There was only one road left to take and that was to be toyed with until they die.
Although they all wore full-cover helmets that were hiding the faces underneath, but by now everyone should have realized their fate. These adult men started crying like children. They came to bully the weak but never in their life would they have imagined that they would suffer the same fate.
"God, please help me……"
"God……"
Several people choking back tears could be heard to asking for God's blessing. Feeling powerless, Londes almost knelt down as well in order to start cursing or beg for a godly intervention.
"You, you guys, hurry up and block that monster!"
While the Knight who realized their impending fate started to pray, their prayers were suddenly interrupted by a piercing screech.
The person who said this was the knight currently closest to the death knight. Wanting to avoid the bodies of his two dead companions next to him, the way he constantly trembled from tiptoeing around them was quite amusing.
Londes watched everything with a distressed look and started to frown. Because they were wearing full-cover helmets it was impossible to see their faces and with their voice out of tune due of fear it was hard to determine who issued this order. But with this kind of attitude, only one person could be responsible.
……Captain Belius.
Londes' expression twisted.
Because of his lechery, Belius tried to rape one of the village girls and clashed with her father who tried to save her. After they pulled the man away, Belius vented his anger on him by repeatedly thrusting his sword into the villager — he was that kind of person. The only reason he was able to join this force was because of the gold of his family, which was wealthy and owned many estates in the country.
Having a man like that become captain, this could only be called unlucky.
"I can't just die here, people! You will go and buy me some time! Become a shield to protect me!"
No one took action. Although he was captain in name, he wasn't respected. Who would sacrifice their live for this kind of man?
Only the Death Knight showed a reaction to his loud shouting and slowly turned towards Belius.
"Yi ───!"
Standing next to a Death Knight and still being able to scream loudly could be considered as a remarkable feat. Londes couldn't help but feel admiration considering this strange situation, but then he heard Belius scream again:
"Money, I'll give you guys money. Two hundred gold coins! No, five hundred gold coins!"
The bounty he proposed was a very high amount, but at this moment it was just like asking them to jump from a 500 meters cliff and only if they were able to survive would they be given the reward.
While no one took action, only one person was moving — no, it should be said that it was half a person. It almost looked like he wanted to answer.
"Opppoooooo……"
The right half of the knight who was cut in half grabbed Belius ankle. Its mouth spit out blood and groaned:
""───Oooaaaaaaaahhhhhh!"
Belius started screaming, and the nearby knights and villagers who saw what happened couldn't stop their bodies from becoming stiff with horror.
[Zombie Slave].
In YGGDRASIL, when a death knight kills its target they would become an undead as well and immediately revive as a zombie at the place they were killed. If you died through the sword of a Death Knight, you would become its minion for eternity. That was the game's setting.
Belius stopped screaming and fell to the ground like a puppet whose strings were cut. He probably passed out. The Death Knight moved close to the unconscious man and thrust out the corrugated blade in his hands.
Belius body was stabbed───
"Wooooohhhhhhhhhhh"
─── and woken by the pain, Belius let out an earsplitting scream.
"Let, let me go! I am begging you! I will do anything you ask!"
Belius hands grasped the corrugated sword stabbed inside his body, but the Death Knight ignored his words. Instead, it started to move the sword up and down like a saw. Along with the body armor that was brutally shredded, blood was flying everywhere.
"Aaargh— I, I'll give you money, let, let me— "
Belius body shakes a few times and finally draws his last breath and Death Knight leaves Belius body with satisfaction.
"No…. No… No."
"God!"
Because of the scene happening in front of them, his shocked companions wailed in anguish. To run would mean to lose one's life, but to stay would mean a fate worse than death. Although they were well aware of this, they had no idea what to do and thus their bodies were unable to move a single step.
"— Calm down!"
Londes' roar echoed from the wails. The area became silent, as if time had stopped.
"— Retreat! Hurry and send the signal, call the horsemen and bow cavalry back here! While the horn is blown, the remaining people here try to buy some time! I for one don't want to die this way, get moving!"
Everyone sprang into action.
Gone was the bewilderment from before, everyone worked as one and moved with the momentum of a splashing waterfall.
Mechanically following orders, they stopped thinking and tried to make a miracle happen. The chaotic actions from before would not happen a second time.
All the knights knew what they had to do. They needed to protect the one in charge of blowing the horn, in order to contact the other knights.
The retreating knight put down his sword and took out a horn from his bag.
"OHAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
Apparently the action of taking out the horn was a signal for action, the Death Knight began to run. Its target was the knight who took out the horn, everyone's heart dropped, their opponent's plan was to destroy their only means of escape, wasn't that completely ruthless?
The pitch black whirlwind was approaching them relentlessly and the knights knew that standing in front to block it would mean instant death. However, everyone still advanced to form a defensive wall. Using an even more intense fear to kill their fear of what was front of them, they stood there and blocked.
With one swing of the shield, a knight would be sent flying.
With one flash of the sword, another knight would be cut in half.
"Ditz! Morite! Quickly cut off the heads of those that died. If you don't, they will come back to life as zombies!"
The knights who were singled out hurried towards their brutally murdered companions.
The shield swang again, more knights flew and the sword slashed easily through another knight. In a flash four knights had died. Although Londes felt fear, he took his sword and stood before the black whirlwind, ready to heroically sacrifice himself like a martyr.