Chapter 279
My Villains Episode 279
52. ancient gateway(7)
Shea couldn't come to his senses..
“Huh, huh-”
A pounding heart and gasping for breath filled her world. The screaming mercenaries, the screeching ratmen, and the sounds of metal meeting iron, iron against leather, and leather against leather are far away.
It was just a distant feeling..
“Ah OOO ” I ——,--•
I wiped my eyes with my sleeve. The sticky blood was wiped away. In the process, Shea realized that his hands were shaking..
She suddenly thought of her friend at the monastery in the royal capital. Dazzling silver hair, clear navy blue eyes, and a voice that puts your mind at ease. I desperately missed the embrace of my friend who helped me endure the harsh life at the monastery..
At the faint shout coming from behind, Shea suddenly stretched out his left hand..
visor-
A rusty spear blade bounced off a black-painted buckler. I was lucky.
“Whoop，”
Shea took a deep breath and stretched out her right hand. Phew, the blue blade of the long sword disappeared by a span under the chin of a smelly rat man. Ratman, whose blood bubbles reached the tip of his tongue, struggled and made a strange 'screaming' sound. Shea screamed involuntarily as the guy scratched her wrist with a knife stuck to her neck..
“Shea, Shea!”
Following a relatively clear shout, a large hand viciously grabbed her by the back of her neck..
“This damn bitch!”
Another voice was Burnt Donell. He thrust the heater shield forward and roughly threw Shea behind the square. Then she quickly picked up the long sword she had lost and stabbed the Ratman who was just attacking him..
“Shea, it's okay.?”
“Ka, Cabas.”
When Shea turned around with his butt in the air, he saw Cabas with his face turning white and firing arrow after arrow..
The hands holding the zoom barrel and the string were shaking, and my chest was heaving uncontrollably due to my heavy breathing. There was no way the aim was correct, but the arrow hit somewhere every time..
It wasn't because Cabas's skills were outstanding. Because the area in front of the mercenaries' phalanx was full of ratmen, even a cursory shot failed..
“Hehe, hehe.”
Shea slowly caught her breath. Seeing Cabas shaking made me feel at ease. As I regained my breathing and composure, my narrowed field of vision also expanded..
“Wow wow-!”
Utequai suddenly went berserk and stirred through the hordes of ratmen like a rhinoceros. Where had he left the chains wrapped in hellfire, and he was holding only a war hammer?.
No, to be exact, it was a war hammer and a heart..
“Gather together!”
Among the poorly armed ratmen, guys wearing crude iron armor rushed out screaming..
All of them wearing rusty iron masks were larger than ordinary ratmen, and instead of crude spears, they held swords or axes..
“That ogre, I give it to you.!”
When the leading ratman wields a pulse that emits a yellow glow and gives an order, the warriors scream, crack! He gained momentum and rushed at U Te Kwai..
““Astuar-” Utequai, whose mouth was stained red, muttered an incomprehensible sound and jumped forward..
He swung his hammer and swept away the lead warrior, Nedeot, in one go, then stretched out his empty hand to pick up the Ratman whose breastplate had fallen..
“Squeak, crackle-!”
I don't know how it happened, but the Ratman warrior had to watch as a giant human swallowed his tiny heart in one go..
After finishing the feast, the large bone ring in Utequai's hand gave off an eerie light. The steam rising above his shoulders became even thicker..
“Hmm.”
Faced with blood-stained smiles and maniacal eyes, the Ratman warriors instantly lost their morale and scattered, squealing..
“Squeak, crackle!”
“What a monster! It's going to be scary-”
The berserker was willing to go hunting..
“……“I move forward with sincere prayer and life-threatening devotion. Lord, please shine the light in the darkness.” A low murmur. It belonged to crossbowman Gidon. With an expressionless face, he recited a prayer and turned the windshield. Meanwhile, he was watching his enemies with sharp eyes..
“Idiots, mirror-butcher!”
His gaze fell on the Ogre Rider encouraging his subordinates. I don't know how they control the ratmen, but there were six or seven ogres running rampant on the battlefield..
““Please sharpen my sharp points and allow me to see the enemy’s weaknesses, so that I may gain the glory I deserve.” Gidon fixed his gaze on the man yelling about fifty paces ahead. He measured the crossbow with quick movements, hung the rosary on his hand, and held up the crossbow..
“Lord.”
Afterwards, I finished aiming in one breath and pulled the trigger..
Tongue-!
Gidon's crossbow, with a bit of exaggeration, fired the crossbow bolts with a force comparable to that of a siege weapon. The crossbow that pierced between the ogre's eyes in one fell swoop even pierced the chest of the rat man sitting on the back of its neck..
“Kyauh, kuh, ap, pa-”
The ratman and ogre fell forward as one lump. Ratmen acting as soldiers screamed as they avoided the large figure..
“Ugh, yeah!”
Fritz, who was standing at the forefront of the triangle, jumped forward, letting out a loud shout of joy. Ratmen who blocked his path were struck with shield blades or their heads were broken with iron flails..
“You skinny bastards, this is Fritz of Arlingen.!”
Fritz started running wild with a loud roar. He used his flail and shield, as well as his knees and elbows, to crush the rat men. The force was so fierce that a small empty space was created in front of the square..
“Oh my gosh! That norm-!”
An ogre rider with a red face pulled the reins roughly..
When the ring between the two hollow eye sockets was pulled, the ogre screamed, 'Aghhhhh'..
“Omg, run-!”
Kidnapped right after birth and subjected to harsh treatment
The giant, tamed through violence, instead of resisting the pain, obeyed the guidance of its rider and threw itself..
“residential, la!”
“Mr. Geese—”
That was when Fritz, who discovered the Ogre Rider charging furiously, was swearing. Mittelman, a short man hiding behind the square, fired a crossbow..
nettle!
Following the sharp pounding sound, 'Park!' A cheerful sound erupted..
The crossbow shot by Mittelman landed squarely in the ogrerider's maw. Ratman, who had been screaming bravely, fell backwards without even being able to scream. Even when he stopped breathing, he didn't let go of the reins with his left hand..
Wow!-!
The ogre let out a terrible scream as the rope carrying Ratman's weight pulled on its nose, or rather, its eye. He suddenly straightened his back, grabbed the reins with his hands that were on the ground, and threw away the corpse of the Ratman hanging at the end..
“Haha, a cub the size of a dog.”
Fritz laughed at the ogre's struggle and kicked the ground..
He struck away the soldier who was attacking him with a spear from the front with his shield, and before he knew it, he swung his long iron flail wide. The heavy iron weight, which weighed nearly 3 kilograms, almost hit my knee, leaving a blurry afterimage..
Suddenly!
Shut up.
The ogre, whose kneecap was completely crushed, stumbled and fell on his butt, and Fritz blew his head off..
““Keuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu again again again again again again again again again again again again -)” - Ugh--)”-” Fritz, who was shivering at the thrill of the taste of his hands coming through the chain, quickly twisted his shoulders as he felt a shiver creep up the back of his neck..
“Squeak!”
Ratman, who was lying down in the shadows avoiding the light of the moon, stars, and torches, jumped towards Fritz. The guy with his face painted black swung an awl as long as a man's forearm like lightning..
deeply!
“Wow,”
“fritz!”
Conwyer, who was swinging a beheading sword while standing shoulder to shoulder with other mercenaries, opened his mouth in shock when he saw Fritz with a long awl stuck in his face..
However, instead of falling down, Fritz threw down his shield and grabbed the Ratman's head with an awl..
“ Shut up-”
Fritz was holding the awl that had torn his cheek tightly in his jaw. Blood welled up between his torn cheek and gums and ran down his chin, but Fritz felt anger before pain..
““You fucking idiot-” His large left hand clamped down on the black Ratman’s head. When the thumb dug into the eye socket, Ratman screamed and struggled, but Fritz paid no attention and strengthened his grip..
pakak!
As the ratman with its head exploded limply, Fritz threw it away and pulled out the awl stuck in its cheek. Then, when he spat out phlegm, three or four broken molars fell out among the red blood..
Fritz muttered, ‘Really, it hurts like shit.’ He felt a bitter, cool breeze fill his mouth through his torn cheek..
So I smiled brightly.
“Holy shit.”
The dervish shouted in frustration as he swung the enchanted curved sword and cut off the heads of two ratmen at once..
“Conwy! That imperial bastard is going crazy again! do something!”
“Ignore it!”
Confire responded in a hoarse voice and looked back at the mercenaries and shouted..
“slowly! Back, back! Narrow the room, put the shoulders together-!”
That moment. Ratmen poured out in a heap from a well just 20 or 30 steps away. Among the rat men bouncing like a fountain, there was also an ogre rider..
Instead of panicking, Conwyer raised his beheading sword and pointed at the group..
“miss!”
At his shout, a whirlpool swirled behind the square. Hayla raises her magic power..
The blood that was soaking the floor rippled and pooled in one place. Dark red light exploded from Hayla's eyes, and the clotted blood rose up into a steep cone. The red thorn skewered Ratman Cernut and Ogre Ether at once..
blink.
Hayla's blood-red eyes, which were briefly hidden by her eyelids, added blood to the red thorns. sharp cone exploded.
pop!
The red thorn exploded with an incongruously cheerful sound, scattering hundreds or thousands of pieces of blood everywhere. Of the hordes that filled my field of vision, about.
Heila took a quick glance at the battlefield and took out a small dagger from her arms. It was a dagger with a blade as transparent as crystal, ‘bloody’..
Gooooooo-
The space vibrated due to the heavy flow of blood. The blood flowing on the battlefield resonated with the vibration and wriggled..
Heila's magical power reaches its peak, her black hair flutters in a whirlpool, and the blood that formed a small stream soars into the air..
What was completed was the red, wavy curtain, the ‘Blood King’s Territory.’.
“••••••Lord.”
Not only the ratmen but also the mercenaries swallowed dry saliva with disgusted faces as the blood curtain covered the moon and stars..
Just before the Blood King's territory swept over the battlefield, a sharp shout erupted from among the rat men..
“Rezzan ayapucku, dhari—!”
The one who shouted was a rat man holding an old wooden staff. It was clear that he was a witch doctor, as he had skulls of all kinds of animals tied to the tip of his staff..
The ratman shaman's spell caused dark green smoke to billow from the tip of the staff. The smoke gathered in the shape of a sphere, and 'Atzzi!' At the shout, it flew in as if it had been shot from a slingshot..
“damage!”
“No, stop it! Aiming for the young lady!”
The mercenaries roared and erected a shield wall. But the dark green sphere passed them by, swimming through the air like an octopus or jellyfish..
Hayla blinked once and raised her left hand. Four of the five diamond patterns that formed the shape of a star shined brightly. The light that flashed and flowed like that formed a ‘star shield’..
Chii Iik-!
The 'Essence of Pollution' cast by the shaman ultimately failed to pierce the star shield. No matter how outstanding he was among the Ratmen, it was impossible for him to overcome Heyla's magical power..
but,
“......o The dark green sphere collapsed, scattering smoke in all directions. Hayla stumbled and took a step back due to the terrible stench coming from there..
“Ah, girl! Are you okay??”
Shea, who was nearby, suddenly helped her up. Hayla, whose eyes were slightly unfocused, said, ‘… … are you okay. It's just that I'm a little sensitive... … ' What the heck I muttered..
Shoot ahhh-
The Blood King's territory, which lost its ruler, collapsed into nothingness and rained blood. The ratmen felt the ominous energy dissipate and shouted, 'Jijijijik!' cheered.
“Kiiiiit - I'll show you the true power of the monarch.!”
Just as the excited shaman was about to recite the spell again, a bird flew in from somewhere..
No, it was a group of assassins from the East. With his sword drawn and his cloak waving, he looked just like a bird of prey..
“kit, magaaat!”
At the shaman's command, the warriors and soldiers crackled and threw down their weapons..
The lump twisted its body in the air and kicked its instep..
Tung!
With a light and cheerful sound, her body spun in a spiral and shot forward. The bundle that passed between the spear knives stretched out the cloud sword and cut off the shaman's neck in one fell swoop..
“Sigh! witchcraft, witchcraft!”
“Even the riders gave it to me!”
As the warriors scattered, the soldiers followed them and ran away..
“Is it over? For real this time?”
“I guess so..”
In response to heavy swordsman Umberta's muttering, Conwyer slowly looked around..
“however……
His expression became a little strange..
“Where is Nari??”
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