64 Play and sing a gloomy, unpleasant marching song

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"Just what... happened to me?" Gordan was bewildered.

His eyes couldn't see, his ears couldn't hear, his body was cold. He didn't know anything.

"I had... an important mission... Yes, I should have had an important mission from my god..."

"That is right, Gordan, my servant," a voice said suddenly. From the divinity contained within the voice, Gordan knew immediately that this was the voice of a god.

"?! You are...!"

"However, you were unable to accomplish your mission."

These next words almost caused Gordan to crumble. He had been unable to accomplish the mission that had been given to him by a great god. The frustration and regret caused pain in his heart.

"But I will grant you one more chance to fight, Gordan," said the voice.

"What?! Is that true?!"

"Yes, of course. And if you fight as I am expecting, I will erase the sins of 'this occasion'."

"Certainly, my lord! I, Bormack Gordan, an agent of your divine will, shall fight until my last breath!" As Gordan made this vow, color returned to his world.

He couldn't feel any warmth, but he felt as if his body was in even better condition than before.

"High Priest! Are you alright?!"

"He's opened his eyes! Hurry and bring the Potion!"

At the same time, Gordan could see the enemies of his god swarming around him.

"Get away from me, you filth!" he shouted, striking a nearby enemy with his fist and springing onto his feet.

"High Priest, what are you –?!"

"What, you ask?! I am killing you bastards, of course!"

Conveniently, Gordan's war club was lying nearby. He used his feet to kick it up into his hands and struck down another foolish enemy. The priest-warrior let out a scream sounding like a hoarse chicken as his lungs were crushed straight through his armor and he was sent flying away.

"High Priest! It is me, Arjen!" another priest-warrior pleaded.

"Oh, I see! Then die, Arjen, enemy of god!" One after another, Gordan beat down and slaughtered the priest-warriors that he had taught and guided while he was alive. "Fuhahahaha! God! Please witness this!"

At the hands of Gordan, who was now a Zombie Priest, the expedition army was finally annihilated.

He finished those who were trying to flee and those who were on the ground, leaving none alive.

『The levels of the Superhuman Strength, Bloodsucking, Spirit Form, Long-distance Control, Parallel Thought Processing, High-speed Thought Processing, Unarmed Fighting Technique, Surpass Limits, Multi-Cast, Chant Revocation, Soul Break and Death-Attribute Charm skills have increased!』

『You have acquired the Commanding skill!』

『You have reached level 100!』

Vandalieu was satisfied with the overwhelming victory.

There were no factors that could make them lose, so this was the obvious result.

Vandalieu had acted right after Eleanora turned to his side. He had gathered trump card after trump card, and made all the preparations.

He had anticipated there would be a tunnel the enemy would use and found it first to set up a surveillance network.

He had built walls with Golems, prepared crossbows and built catapults.

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