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Chapter 336

My Villains Episode 336

58. reunion(5)

‘‘Black Ice’ and ‘Morning Star’ are good weapons. It has the solidity and sharpness of a unique long sword as well as unique and useful abilities..

But it was definitely not a weapon for a blood knight..

“go away!”

Following the spirit, the darkly shining blade drew a large trajectory. Two mercenaries, each with their necks and chests cut open, fell backwards. The cut surface was frozen blue..

A sufficiently powerful sword strike. Still, I couldn't suck the frozen blood..

I wanted to replenish the magic I had expended earlier while driving down the enemy's left wing, but black ice was not an appropriate weapon to utilize the power of 'looting'..

This was the same for Saetbyul - no, it was even worse. It is a fixed option that rejects all mysteries except divine power, and it is an item that cannot even be wielded by a bloody blade due to its ‘purity’..

“Huh, huh-”

I can't help it. If you don't have teeth, you have no choice but to use gums..

I drove the bicorn with all my might among the cavalrymen who stopped at the terrible sight..

“You bastard!”

Four or more mercenaries were wielding spears at the same time, and one with a bushy beard was swinging an iron flail. It was a jousting flail with a short handle but a long chain..

“Inhale,”

I tightened my thighs around the saddle and pulled the reins to the left. Bicorn, who made a short throw, quickly changed direction and swung a pair of spiral horns to take away two spears..

Next, he threw away the remaining spears with his sword and armor and stretched out his left arm..

Kaggeuk!

The iron weight wielded by the furry mercenary barely grazed the faceplate, and then the chain attached to it wrapped around his left arm. I jerked my arm forward, feeling a heavy pressure beyond the vambrace..

“Wow!”

Just before he fell from his horse and threw his heavy body to the ground, a scaly hand grabbed his neck..

Tsutsu —

The blood seeping out of the skin covered the entire palm. The blood turned into thin, sharp thorns according to my will..

Handcuffs with a secret origin opened the space between the scales, and dozens of thorns extended through the gap..

And he dug into the furry boy's neck..

“Turn it off-”

‘The mercenary, who was caught by the ‘red grip’, rolled his eyes and dropped his limbs. He can't even scream even though the thorns that have penetrated all the way to his carotid artery are greedily sucking his blood..

A little more, just a little more.

As he repeated this to himself, the mercenary's skin not only turned blue, but even the flesh on his cheeks began to shrink..

Crackling.

After squeezing his neck to erase any traces of bloodsucking, he threw away the slightly lighter body of the mercenary..

The explanation was long, but my quick meal was over in just 2 or 3 seconds..

To the other mercenaries holding out their spears, it would have seemed like I had just crushed the hairy guy's neck..

“promotion!”

“This devil bastard!”

“Kill it!”

As dozens of cavalrymen charged in with their eyes turned upside down, Antrum's knights, who had swept through the enemy lines together, counterattacked..

visor!

He grabbed the reins of the horse he was riding and pulled out the sword that was hanging on the saddle. It was a long, curved sword with a white tip that appeared to be used for cavalry..

“good.”

Holding the bicorn tightly with his thighs, he swung the black ice with his right hand and the curved sword with his left hand..

The blade emitting cold slashed away spears and shields, and the blade soaked in blood cut horses and people..

The curved road wasn't that hard. When I cut the bone once, it cracked big enough. Still, there was no problem with digging out the uvula or eyeballs..

Secretly stealing the blood of his enemies, he and his knights dealt with mercenary groups for an unknown number of times. And when I looked back, the surroundings suddenly became empty..

Shut up-

A ferocious roar. It was a sound coming from far away down the hill..

“……What is that again?.”

In the middle of the camp, huge trolls were crawling out one after another from a black tunnel of unknown origin..

While the average troll is about 4 meters tall, these guys looked about half that tall. Moreover, one of them was wearing leather clothes decorated with weeds, and the rest were all wearing iron armor..

I thought it was some kind of monster other than a troll.…….

“Ugh, Mr.—”

The terrible stench that lingered among the acrid coal smell was clearly that of a troll..

The number of trolls increased to eight, howling among themselves and stomping towards the main camp where Count Oth's tent was located..

“Oh my - hey, Seto!”

“I must return to my little lord.!”

In response to the knights' urgent cries, Nudein cavalry officer Seto gritted his teeth..

“For now, focus on your enemies! It's not over yet!”

Head, head, head! Boom, boom, boom!

Fast and intense drum sound.

As Seto said, the Blood Mane mercenaries were still covering the hill. It didn't seem unusual for him to keep his distance from us and his eyes flashing..

The moment I felt something ominous, I heard a middle-aged woman's cry..

“Alantheno, captis!”

a little unfamiliar language.

It must be Spakht, a language of the ancient empire and also used as a spelling term in many schools of magic..

“Ugh-”

As soon as I realized that, I quickly pulled the reins. However, the spell fired by the wizard hiding among the mercenaries was already right in front of their noses..

I quickly hid my face from the flashing blue light.-

Grumble!

With a strange sound like a glass bell ringing, the light shattered. Then he clung to me and the knights and began to tighten our limbs..

“Ugh, this is?”

“It's a binding spell.!”

Perhaps the level of the caster was so-so, but fortunately the light rope was not very strong. I waved my left arm, which was entangled in the blue light, so hard that the spell was immediately broken..

Boom!

Bicorn also broke his restraint to the extent of shaking off his head. Knights and warhorses also fell or stumbled for a moment, but they never escaped the spell..

The time it took for our knights to get ready again was only about ten seconds at most. However, ten seconds on the battlefield was enough time to determine life or death..

“It's now, kill it-!”

Following the loud shouts of a mercenary, the enemies, who had been breaking and scattering repeatedly, rained down javelins and arrows..

The knights were all wearing plate armor, but as they were under concentrated fire, more and more of them were unlucky enough to get through the gaps in their armor. War horses were more vulnerable, so those that fell and showed their stomachs were all killed by javelins and arrows, and those that did not were also wounded, both large and small..

“don't stop!”

Cavalry officer Seto shouted loudly..

“There is no need to guard the formation, so the knights who guarded their horses should move and counterattack.

oh!”

The knights came to their senses by the shout and launched a counterattack, soothing their battle horses..

Then, the mercenary magicians who had been hiding until now came out and poured out spells. Since I see a chance of victory, I must step forward..

The friendly wizards didn't just watch. The wizards, who were escorted by squires and cavalry, used up their depleted mana to memorize spells..

“Exitte-adpel!”

pop!

A shock wave exploded with a cheerful explosion. The 'anti-magic wave', which only experienced combat wizards can handle, shook the mercenary wizards' spells..

Magic is inherently easier to destroy than to create, and easier to scatter than to collect. Battle wizards belonging to prestigious families easily nullified the spells of mercenary wizards who traveled around the continent for a few pennies..

“Done! The wizards over there are done now.!”

“Push on! push it-!”

As an enemy commander shouted, our battle wizards did their last best to block the enemy's attack. This is because my mana dried up while firing attack spells when I first broke through the enemy lines..

“Lord, give victory to the righteous warrior!”

“death to the enemy!”

The knights of Antrum shouted and raised their swords towards the enemies who were charging at them with great vigor..

I tried to count the number of enemies among them, but it was difficult to determine the number due to the darkness of the early morning and the wind blowing wildly..

One thing was certain, there were enemies everywhere..

“••••♦•X foot.”

As I was once again surrounded by enemies, wielding black ice and a curved sword, I inadvertently thought of defeat..

“Break through the south! Lord Phoenics, the leader!”

He replaced his answer with a sharp swing of the sword with a heavy breath, pulled the reins with the hand holding the curved sword, and drove the bicorn. It was towards a camp that was in shambles due to enemy cavalry and trolls..

Suddenly, I looked back and realized that there were only about 30 articles left at most..

Only about 30 of the squires and cavalry that followed remained, and three out of eight of the battle wizards who were their guards did not even have a nose in sight. He must have been killed or captured by his enemies..

……This is so annoying.

If I have to, I guess I'll just have to get out with my companions. It won't be easy either.

When I was about to leave those thoughts behind and charge at the enemies blocking the south..

Squirt! Following the sound of the wave, an arrow with a blue feather sprouted from the mouth of the leader of the mercenaries who were attacking me..

“Grumpy play,”

The mercenary who was hit by the arrow fell from his horse with a bubbling sound..

After swinging the curved sword and black ice to cut down three mercenaries, I looked back at the direction the arrow came from..

At the top of the hill, a knight was riding a courser and constantly pulling his bowstring..

Although the driver was high up, it was quite a distance away. Nevertheless, the arrows he shot without fail hit the enemy's vital points..

The archery knight was alone at first, but soon the riders on both sides of him filled the hill. The knight's character was clearly revealed in the torches held by the riders..

“……her.”

Armor with mane-like gold decorations and a headgear with a lion's face carved into it..

Yes, it was Prince Ulkar..

After pulling the arrow for a while, he looked back at the riders lined up on his left and right. And I raised my hand holding the bow high..

With a flash of light licking the silver gauntlets, more than a hundred riders raced down the curtain as a signal..

13 = = = /

'厂…厂gi—'厂!

“Damn, what are these guys?!”

“Stop it for now!”

Facing the confused Bloodmane mercenaries, the riders accelerated even further..

Three of them jumped out at the forefront and ran at breakneck speed. Among them, the leader was the largest of the three, and he raised a greatsword as tall as a man and shouted..

“Prince Ulkar's greatest knight, Ankir, is here.!”

Lord Ankir the Great.

2He, who had a huge body of 100 meters, ran down the hill as if he was about to fall, swung his great sword, and cut the mercenary caught in it in two along with his horse..

The knight who followed was a stranger to me, wearing gray armor and carrying a spear with a half-moon blade..

Instead of introducing himself as kindly as Lord Ankir, he rode his war horse through the enemies with incredible horsemanship..

And, the third rider that follows him is-

“nicks!”

With the night sky as her background, the woman with her dark purple hair fluttering lightly kicked the back of her horse as if her body had no weight..

Jiying!

A purple flash exploded behind her as she jumped high. Tentacles made of light, no, six purple spears sprouted and spread out in all directions..

“Wow!”

“Vision, the power of vision! damage!”

The purple spear wriggled as if it had its own will, piercing four or five enemies at a time. Meanwhile, the woman, who had risen in the air thanks to her mental powers, steadily flew in this direction..

“nicks.”

I gaped at the unexpected encounter. Atalanta, who erased the power of vision and revealed her golden eyes, sat down in front of me..

“Asunante, walasim.”

She smiled humorously, put her arms around my neck and whispered.

“It’s been a while, knight. It means.”

“……Atalanta.”

Before I could say anything, she covered my mouth with her lips..

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