OVERLORD: The Second Supreme Being

"So, you're the leader of the Holy Knights! Looks like I'll be famous again!" Buser said, looking at Remedios.

"Martial Art: Weapon Breaker!"

Buser's weapon flashed with a red light as he swung it toward Remedios' holy sword.

"Martial Art: Evil Slayer!"

Remedios wasn't about to back down and faced Buser head-on in combat.

"Bang!" Buser's large machete collided with Remedios' holy sword, making a strange sound.

Remedios felt as if Buser hadn't used any force. She didn't feel any pressure on her hands at all.

But the next second…

Crack!

Remedios' holy sword developed a crack.

Buser exerted more force, and the crack in Remedios' holy sword began to grow larger.

"How is this possible!" Remedios' eyes were filled with shock. The sword in her hands was a national treasure of the Holy Kingdom. How could it be so easily damaged?

"My greatest pride is my ability to destroy my opponent's weapons!" Buser said excitedly.

Whoosh! An arrow flew through the air, grazing Remedios' hair, and struck Buser in his left eye.

"Ah! My eye!" Buser staggered back in pain.

"Damn bastard!"

After being struck, Buser immediately pulled the arrow out and kicked Remedios aside, whose combat effectiveness had decreased due to the damage to her holy sword.

He charged toward Neia.

"A group of Holy Knights rushed in front of Neia."

The Holy Knights knew that protecting Neia was their only chance of winning this battle.

Whoosh!

Another arrow flew through the air. Buser didn't dare to be careless; he stopped and, waiting for the right moment, blocked Neia's attack.

At this moment, the Holy Knights charged forward.

"Martial Skill: Sweep!"

Buser swung his large machete fiercely, and a massive arc of blade light flashed across, cutting all the Holy Knights charging forward in half at the waist.

"Your turn, Mad-Eyed Archer!"

At this moment, Buser didn't dare to charge with all his might. After all, he was very close to Neia, and once she attacked, he wouldn't have much time to react.

If his other eye were to be blinded as well, he would be a lamb to the slaughter, at the mercy of others.

"I can't fall here. As long as I survive, I can gain strength, and I can avenge my father!"

In that moment, Neia thought of her father, who had taught her how to practice archery.

Her father often practiced with an ancient family manual.

The manual contained many martial arts that only archers could use.

However, her father was never able to learn any offensive skills throughout his life and could only master one skill: Eagle Eye. It allowed him to see farther, and under his father's guidance, she also learned this skill.

The contents of the manual flashed quickly through her mind.

One particular piece of information appeared clearly in her mind.

[Annihilation Arrow]: Consumes life force to forcibly enchant an arrow, only usable with a determination to fight to the death.

"Martial Art! Annihilation Arrow!"

The arrow that was previously charged turned black.

The arrow shot out at high speed.

Compared to the previous arrow, the black arrow's speed doubled.

Small black dots floated around the arrow.

Buser felt a sense of impending danger. He knew very well that with his large size, he couldn't dodge it.

"Martial Art! Battering Slash!"

Buser swung his large sword to intercept the arrow, but his sword broke, and the arrow pierced through it.

It struck his chest, and the small black dots entered his body through the wounded area.

The spot where the arrow hit was not enough to kill Buser.

"Son of a bitch, die!" Buser threw his large sword at Neia.

After shooting the arrow, Neia felt her vision blur and her body weaken, and she collapsed heavily onto the ground.

Buser's weapon flew over the fallen Neia, slicing off some of her hair.

Just as Buser was about to kill Neia, he suddenly knelt on one knee.

"This isn't right, this arrow is a cursed arrow!"

The other Holy Knights were desperately fending off the armies of demi-human that followed Buser up the wall. They couldn't spare any attention to Buser.

They barely managed to keep the battle from turning in their enemies' favor due to the terrain, but casualties were high.

"Remedios, how long are you going to keep staring in a daze?!" Neia struggled to get up and shouted with all her remaining strength.

Remedios looked at Neia, then at Buser, whose expression was filled with pain.

"Go!" Neia struggled to stand, throwing her sword from her waist toward Remedios, and then completely lost consciousness, falling from the wall. She lay on the ground inside the city, uncertain whether she was alive or dead.

Remedios had no time to worry about Neia. She charged directly toward Buser.

"Martial Art! Holy Light Slash!"

Under the influence of the curse, Buser didn't sense Remedios' approach at all.

Buser's head was severed by Remedios' strike.

Remedios looked down at Neia, whose lips were colorless and looked as though she had been poisoned.

The arrow that Neia shot had absorbed half of her blood, causing her to suffer from severe anemia.

Remedios looked at Neia, her heart filled with mixed emotions. She couldn't bring herself to accept that she had been saved by the Sorcerer King or his subordinates.

But Neia was a native of the Holy Kingdom, and she hadn't committed any atrocities against the Kingdom. Remedios was torn, wondering whether or not to save her.

"No, this must be the evil power obtained from the Sorcerer King. She deserves to be in this state," Remedios thought to herself.

She then resolutely gave up on saving Neia, picking up Buser's severed head and throwing it into the group of demi-humans below the walls.

"Buser is dead. Who wants to be the next one?" Remedios' sharp gaze swept across the demi-humans.

Having lost their leader, the demi-humans completely lost their will to fight and began to flee.

The temporary leader of the orcs scratched the back of his head.

"How did the new leader die so quickly? These humans are clearly so weak!"

He then led the orc army in retreat.

"We won!"

The surviving soldiers hugged each other.

Out of the 3,000 defenders, fewer than 1,000 remained alive. When Buser charged up the walls, large sections of the wall were breached.

The soldiers had managed to hold on only by sacrificing their lives.

Ten minutes earlier.

West Gate

Many soldiers looked at the 8-year-old girl and urged her to leave the wall, telling her this was not a place for someone like her.

Nana ignored them.

She quietly waited for the enemy to arrive.

The attacker at the west gate was one of the Demi-human's Ten Elite, Nasrene.

She led an army of demons.

"Second-tier magic: Fireball!"

Nasrene cast a fireball at the city wall, intending to show the human defenders their place.

Nana grabbed a soldier's spear and threw it.

"Boom!" The fireball exploded in front of the city gate.

"There's actually a strong human here!" Nasrene laughed.

"Don't make this too boring for me!"

A figure jumped down from the city wall.

"Is this all your humans have left? You actually sent a little girl," Nasrene mocked.

However, Nana suddenly disappeared.

Nasrene suddenly had a bad feeling.

Ten seconds later, she sensed a killing intent behind her.

"Fifth-tier magic, Teleport!"

Nasrene flashed back three meters to her original position.

Then, she saw Nana, holding a dagger, strike at the empty air.

"How is this possible? How could such a small human child sneak up on me like this?"

"Instant kill!"

The moment Nana spoke.

The dagger had already appeared at Nasrene's neck.

"You won't get away with this! Die with me!" Nasrene suddenly grabbed Nana with both hands.

"Self-destruct!"

White light erupted from Nasrene's body.

"Boom!"

A huge explosion rang out.

After Nasrene's body exploded, only her head remained. She stared intently through the smoke, wanting to see Nana's body before she could finally close her eyes in peace.

"To have such a human prodigy accompany me in death, it's worth it," Nasrene thought, staring intently at the smoke.

Then, she saw a figure appear in front of her head.

It was Nana. Her clothes were heavily torn, indicating that she had indeed been injured in the explosion.

"As long as the head is still here, that's good!" Nana said, as if emotionless.

"How are you still alive?" Nasrene asked.

"Not dead yet?" Nana took out her dagger and looked at Nasrene coldly.

"Tell me, how are you unharmed? Please, tell me!" Nasrene now only wanted to know the truth; nothing else mattered anymore.

"What else could it be? Of course, the explosion's power was too weak."

"So, the clown was me all along."

Nasrene's eyes rolled back, and she died completely.

Nana shook her head, confirming that the woman was dead. She then turned and returned to the city wall, hanging Nasrene's head at the city gate.

"I remember her. She was the shadow I saw on the battlefield outside the city. She was the one who saved me when I was about to die!" a soldier spoke up.

Others who recognized her also began to speak, praising Nana.

Nana ignored them. After hanging the demi-human's head on the city wall, she charged back toward the demi-human army.

From time to time, many demi-human fell one after another. Nana's small figure, combined with the cover of the night, made it hard for most of the demi-human to notice her.

The demi-human's mental defenses completely collapsed, and they began to flee.

...

At the north gate, Yulia stood guard. The soldiers were in high spirits, and Yulia's reputation was well-known. No soldier thought they would lose the defense here; as long as Yulia was with them, victory was certain.

The one attacking the north gate was the Stone Ape King, Halisha, along with his army of stone apes.

Yulia jumped down from the city wall.

"Human, are you suggesting you want to face me in a one-on-one battle?" Halisha asked.

"Of course not, I will face all of you alone!" Yulia swung her sword and spoke.

Her chest heaved, rising and falling with intensity.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect you to be a madwoman, but I admire your courage. I'll give you the chance for a one-on-one duel."

"Prepare to die, human!"

Halisha raised his massive club and swung it toward Yulia.

"Secret Technique: Shadow Flash Triple Strike!"

Yulia's sword clashed head-on with Halisha's club.

The first collision between them ended in a draw.

Suddenly, it seemed as if Yulia had split into two, launching an attack from a different angle. The original Yulia still held her weapon and continued to engage in a deadlock with Halisha.

Yulia's second strike hit Halisha's weapon, and he clearly stepped back slightly, as his strength was no match for hers.

Halisha widened his eyes in disbelief—his strength was inferior to hers. Apart from Jaldabaoth, in his perception, no one had more power than him.

In the moment of his shock, Yulia seemed to become two people again, attacking from yet another direction.

Her third strike knocked Halisha to the ground.

The entire Stone Ape army looked as though they'd eaten something unpleasant, their expressions filled with disgust.

Strength was their pride, yet their king had lost in a battle of strength.

"Dammit!" Halisha roared.

"Bloodline Explosion!"

Halisha's already massive body grew even larger at this moment.

"Die!" Halisha swung his large club toward Yulia.

"Secret Sword: Star-Moon Slash!"

A crescent-shaped blade of light flashed, and Halisha's head slid off his neck, rolling onto the ground.

The Stone Apes' expressions, which had previously looked like they'd eaten something unpleasant, now looked as if they'd eaten too much of it.

The soldiers on the walls immediately opened the gates and rushed out from the city.

"Kill them! Long live Lady Yulia!"

"Lady Yulia is my faith!"

"Kill all these demi-humans!"

"We must show Lady Yulia that we're not weak!"

The morale of the Holy Kingdom's army was exceptionally high. They were all acting as if they had been injected with stimulants.

The original commander of the North Gate couldn't get anyone to listen to him, no matter what he said.

The Stone Apes, unwilling to be outdone, fought fiercely against the human army.

However, after engaging in battle, they realized that these humans were completely like crazed warriors. They cared nothing for their lives, focusing solely on offense—each of them acting like a death-seeker.

Yulia saved one soldier after another on the battlefield.

And every time she did, she would say, "Don't fight so recklessly, protect yourself!"

The soldiers who were saved then exploded with their own fighting spirit once again.

Soon, the Stone Ape army was in full retreat.

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