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Former General Is Undead Knight-Volume 2, Chapter 39: Feast of Revenant Dragon ?
Volume 2, Chapter 39: Feast of Revenant Dragon â¤
ăR-Rawnpoop was⌠cut in half? What sort of physical strength must that undead have to bisect⌠Guiref-samaâs spirit?ă đ§đeđđ¤eđđođŤđđĄ.đđ¨ď˝
Manzi was simply speechless. He couldnât believe the spectacle that unfolded in front of him.
Lambert stood with his greatsword ready between the two halves of Rawnpoop.
Facing another wave of undead, he stepped on the wreckage of undead that were destroyed by the shockwave of the attack that he used to bisect Rawnpoop.
But Lambert ignored the lowly undead created by Lilith since they couldnât do anything to him.
He was completely focused on the two bisected parts of Rawnpoop.
ăYou think this kind of injury was enough to kill Rawnpoop? How dare you proclaim yourself as Guirefâs successor, greenhorn.ă
Lambert spoke to Manzi with a bored voice the moment he heard the latterâs lament.
And as if to prove that, Rawnpoop, who was stirring in pain a moment ago, returned to a crawling position.
It wasnât just the head that began to crawlâso did the tail.
As if to surround him, the two divided parts of Rawnpoop crawled around Lambert while smashing the undead army controlled by Lilith.
That was one of Rawnpoopâs traits. Even if it was cut in two, the parts which lost their head could still move around on their own for a while.
Manzi might have had no idea about this fact, but from his experience against Guiref, Lambert knew Rawnpoopâs special trait was its overwhelming vitality.
And the only way to deal with Rawnpoop was to reduce its size bit by bit.
But when Rawnpoop was divided into two big parts like this, it only meant that Lambert increased the number of opponents.
A slight miscalculation could result in the other party cornering him.
Both of Rawnpoopâs halves rushed toward Lambert at once.
He lost count of how many times he parried and struck Rawnpoopâs body.
Making use of a gap in the otherâs defenses, Lambert dodged each attack that came his way.
He used the flat side of his greatsword to change the orbit of Rawnpoopâs movement.
Rawnpoopâs attack gouged the ground and changed the terrain.
And despite their missing limbs, Lilithâs undead army kept rushing toward Lambert.
But none of them could reach Lambert since they were destroyed by Rawnpoopâs indiscriminate violence.
They were pummeled into the ground until they were lumps of meat, and yet, they kept trying to reach Lambert.
Although Manzi was dumbfounded for a while, he soon snapped back to his senses.
âW⌠Whatâs happening here? Is this really⌠Barreira City?â
After summoning Rawnpoop and Lilith, Manzi couldnât understand the hellish scenery unfolding before him.
Summoning Rawnpoop due to his distorted sense of beauty, Manzi often said that it was normal for a necromancer to transform the world into a world filled with undead. However, the hell before him had actually brought fear in him.
And then, he remembered that Lambert evaluation about him was ăJust a greenhorn who was being manipulated by a bookă.
âN-No! I⌠inherited Guirefâs will! I should be standing above all Wisemen of ăDevilâs PiperăâŚâ
At this moment, with his confidence crushed to bits by Lambertâs overwhelming prowess, Manzi glared at the battle between Lambert and Rawnpoop.
Maybe because it was getting irritated by Lambert who was moving fluidly to dodge its attacks, Rawnpoop changed its movement pattern.
Suddenly, the head part drew away from the battlefield.
The remaining tail part started moving even more wildly than before, knocking up the ground beneath them.
The tail knocked against Lambert, who failed to pick up on the change in situation in time.
The giant tail struck Lambert right on his back, sending him flying in midair.
ăY-YAAAY! FINALLY, THEY DID ITâŚ! GUIREF-SAMAâS RAWNPOOP IS INVINCIBLEâŚă
But that attack was far from enough to finish Lambert.
The full-plate Organ armour, which boasted an overwhelming defensive power, protected Lambert from almost all of Rawnpoopâs large-scale attacks.
Even when his body was knocked up in the air, Lambert didnât let go of his greatsword as he was aiming for a counter.
At that moment, Rawnpoopâs tail landed one after another attack on Lambert.
Lambertâs body was flicked to the side along with a loud, thunderous sound.
Where that attack threw Lambert, the head part was waiting. Its huge, bulging head knocked the defenceless Lambert again.
Lambert was sent flying for the second time, and this time, he was sent flying toward the tail part again.
It was a strike that would continue until he died.
Lambert had no skill which would allow him to escape from that situation.
Thus, the difference between Rawnpoopâwho had the most overwhelming life force amongst the superior spiritsâand Lambert, a mere human-type undead, became clear.
That was why no matter how many small wounds he inflicted on Rawnpoop, it was far from enough to kill it.
And what was waiting for him once he was caught by Rawnpoop was a never-ending trampling till he died.
At last, the hand in the head part of Rawnpoop caught Lambert right on his helmet, smashing him down to the ground.
The heavy, full-plate Organ sprayed numerous sparks as Rawnpoop dragged Lambertâs body along the ground.
Rawnpoopâs speed became even faster when it dragged Lambert in a circle while raising an even creepier war cry.
ăR-Rawnpoop is invincibleâŚă
Manzi paused upon seeing Rawnpoopâs extremely vicious attack.
Finally, Lambertâs Organ helmet came off, exposing his skull.
This released Lambert from Rawnpoopâs relentless attack.
For the first time since he was revived as undead, his white skull was exposed to sunlight.
ăF-Finally, he finally kicked the bucket. What a terrifying undead knight. He also knew about Guiref-samaâs grimoire⌠Just who the hell is he?ă
Rawnpoop hissed as its hand raised Lambertâs helmet.
Although they looked like it was laughing, there was no way to know what Rawnpoop really felt.
âR-Rawnpoop is too strong and repulsive⌠Did I really summon this guy?â
Manzi pondered for a while as he looked up at Rawnpoop.
But then, Lambertâs voice resounded as if to snap him out of his daze.
ăThatâs something bestowed by My Lord as a symbol of one of the Four Demon Generals. Give it back to me.ă
Lambert leapt up and cut the hand that clasped onto his helmet.
It was an attack filled with Lambertâs rage.
Manzi aside, Rawnpoop couldnât react to Lambertâs attack since it was too engrossed, thinking that they managed to beat Lambert.
Rawnpoopâs sliced arm fluttered in the air as it fell down.
And then, Lambertâs hand caught the helmet that was thrown out from Rawnpoopâs sliced arm.
Lambertâs empty eye socket became even brighter and more sinister as he glared at Manzi.
Manzi was at a loss for words when he finally had a clear look at Lambertâs skull.
He couldnât take a breath. It was as if a mountain was pressing down on him from above; his leg refused to move due to fear.
It was a naked, undisguised sense of oppression that couldnât compare to what he felt before.
âAfter receiving all those attacks, why can he still move? Is he really that Lambert, one of the four demon generals who led the Regios Kingdom to dominate the western half of the continent?â