OVERLORD: The Second Supreme Being

On the eastern side of the Holy Kingdom, there is a structure resembling the Great Wall. The difference is that there are no beacon towers, only outposts set up at intervals.

At the center of the border wall stands a massive outpost, housing a large number of soldiers.

Their task is to defend the borders and respond promptly to attacks from demi-humans.

Tens of thousands of soldiers are currently undergoing training.

The border general is Pabel Baraja, one of the Nine Colors of the Holy Kingdom.

The Nine Colors of the Holy Kingdom are titles held by powerful individuals, much like the Four Imperial Knights of the Empire.

At this moment, a scout rider gallops in on horseback.

"Report, General! We've spotted demi-humans along the border. After investigation, their numbers are estimated to be over hundred of thousands."

"Immediately send word to the princess!"

"Soldiers, it's time to show the results of our training. Everyone, to the walls!"

All the soldiers climbed up to the border walls.

Time quickly passed, and before long, night had fallen. hundred of thousands of demi-humans had gathered at the border.

The Holy Kingdom's defending army had only gathered 30,000, a significant disparity.

However, no soldier felt fear. In their eyes, there was more anticipation than anything else.

They had all faced battles like this countless times before. Even though the enemy outnumbered them, they felt no fear.

"To gather so many demi-humans, there must be a leader among them with absolute power," Pabel thought.

"Immediately transmit the message!"

"Understood!"

At that moment, a figure stepped out from the ranks of the demi-humans.

Pabel was an elite archer, possessing the special skill , which allowed him to see farther than most.

He observed the figure emerging from the demi-humans, but he couldn't discern which race the person belonged to.

"Could it be an unknown race, or perhaps he is the leader of the demi-humans?"

"Should we shoot, General?"

"No! Let's see what he has to say first."

The figure stepping out from the demi-humans was none other than Demiurge, or more accurately, the Demon Emperor, Jaldabaoth.

As Jaldabaoth advanced, the soldiers began to feel discomfort all over their bodies, swallowing nervously.

"Stop! Beyond this point is the territory of the Holy Kingdom!" Pabel immediately shouted loudly.

Pabel could feel his body trembling with fear, and the source of this fear was the demi-human in front of him, dressed in red, with a tail, and looking very tall and thin.

"I have known that for a long time! But who are you?" Jaldabaoth spoke in a gentlemanly tone.

Pabel introduced himself, stating his name and position.

"I see! Then, it's a pleasure to meet you. My name is Jaldabaoth!"

Hearing this, many of the soldiers began to panic.

"The Great Demon! The Great Demon who caused havoc in the Kingdom!"

"I'm honored that someone knows my name!" Jaldabaoth replied with a smile. "But the title 'Great Demon' sounds quite unpleasant! Could you call me Demon Emperor Jaldabaoth instead?"

"Jaldabaoth, what do you want to do?" Pabel asked.

"I came to the Holy Kingdom to turn this place into hell!" Jaldabaoth replied calmly.

"That's impossible! As long as we are here, you will never step foot in the Holy Kingdom!" a general shouted.

"You will not set foot on our land!"

"We will defend our country to the death!" the soldiers echoed the general's words.

"So, if I kill all of you, does that mean I can enter the Holy Kingdom?" Jaldabaoth said in a calm tone.

Since the enemy had declared war like this, Pabel decided not to continue the conversation. Now was the best time to kill Jaldabaoth.

"Everyone, fire!"

Pabel immediately drew his bow and aimed at Jaldabaoth. Thousands of arrows were shot toward him.

However, Jaldabaoth did not move at all. He simply stood there, doing nothing.

But as the rain of arrows approached Jaldabaoth, they were all blocked by an invisible barrier.

"Whoosh!"

A colored arrow flew through the air, shot by Pabel. Pabel wielded the Holy Kingdom's most powerful magic bow.

However, even that arrow was stopped by an invisible barrier as it neared Jaldabaoth.

"How is this possible!"

Pabel was stunned. He knew that with his full-strength arrow, he could pierce even a large boulder. Yet, he couldn't even get close to Jaldabaoth.

"Is this all the strength you have? Then, unfortunately, you won't be able to protect your kingdom! It will eventually turn into hell!"

"Tier 10 Magic: Meteor Fall!"

"Boom!"

A huge sound echoed from the sky.

The soldiers all looked up, and saw a massive meteor with a red glow, leaving a trail of thick smoke behind, falling toward them.

However, it wasn't just one meteor. One after another, meteors rained down upon the Holy Kingdom's soldiers.

Many soldiers, in a panic, tried to escape, but with just their legs, they had no chance of outrunning the falling meteors.

"Boom!!!"

The meteor hit the ground, causing a massive explosion.

"Boom! Boom!"

One after another, meteors fell, each causing a chain reaction of explosions.

Huge flames illuminated the ground.

The many subordinates of the demi-humans swallowed nervously, grateful that they were followers of the Demon Emperor Jaldabaoth and would not be affected by such attacks.

The entire 30,000-strong Holy Kingdom army was annihilated, with no survivors.

"Soldiers, move forward!"

The demi-humans received the order from Jaldabaoth and began commanding their subordinates to advance.

Just as Demiurge was considering the next steps while looking toward the demi-humans, a loud "bang!" sounded from behind him.

A human emerged from the rubble, breaking through the debris.

His eyes were bloodshot, and his entire body was covered in burns caused by the meteor explosion. Much of his skin was necrotic.

He was covered in blood—both his own and others'.

His armor was completely shattered, no longer wearable.

He was Orlando, one of the Nine Colors of the Holy Kingdom, and a subordinate of Pabel, a close brother with whom he shared a deep bond.

"Boss is dead!" he trembled as he looked at Pabel's broken bow not far away.

Without seeing Pabel's body, the only conclusion was that he had been crushed into pieces by the meteor, with his remains obliterated.

Just last night, they had been chatting and laughing together, talking about their future plans.

A fleeting memory turned Orlando's grief into strength as he quickly charged toward Demiurge, sword in hand.

If Pabel were here, he would have noticed that Orlando's speed was now twice as fast as before.

However, this speed was still too slow for Jaldabaoth.

Jaldabaoth sneered and spoke coldly.

"Kill yourself."

Orlando, in shock, looked at his own body, slowly raising his sword to cut his own throat.

Jaldabaoth watched as Orlando's lifeless body fell.

"A human who survives my tenth-tier magic must have some research value."

Jaldabaoth flew off with Orlando's corpse.

End of chapter

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