The Blood Knight’s Villains - Chapter 336
My Villains Episode 336
58. Reunion (5)
‘Black Ice’ and ‘Morning Star’ are good weapons. Because it has the durability and sharpness of a unique longsword, 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. The two mercenaries, each with a split neck and chest, fell backwards. The cut surface was frozen black.
A powerful enough sword. Still, he couldn’t suck the frozen blood.
He wanted to replenish the horsepower he had consumed while driving the enemy’s left wing earlier, but the black ice was not an appropriate weapon to utilize the power of ‘plunder’.
This is the same for Morning Star – no, it was worse. Because of the fixed option ‘Purity’ that rejects all mysteries except divine power, it is an item that cannot even be worn with a bloody blade.
“Hu-wook-”
I can’t help it. If you don’t have teeth, you have to use your gums.
I drove the bicorn vigorously through the cavalrymen who stopped at the horrendous sight.
“You bastard!”
Four mercenaries were spearing at the same time, and one of them with a shaggy beard swung an iron flail. It was a jousting flail with a short handle but a long chain.
“Suck”
I tightened the saddle with my thigh and pulled the reins to the left. The bicorn, which made a short fight, quickly turned and swung a pair of spirals at the same time to clear the two spears.
Then, the rest of the spears flowed out with swords and armor, then stretched out his left arm.
Cag play!
An iron weight wielded by the hairy mercenary barely grazed his face armor, and then the chain attached to it was wrapped around his left arm. I yanked my arm, feeling the heavy pressure through the vaccinia.
“Ouch!”
A scaly hand gripped his neck just before he fell off his horse and threw his massive body to the ground.
Chi-Chi —
The blood that gushed out of his skin covered the entire palm of his hand. The blood turned into thin, sharp thorns according to my will.
The handcuffs, which had a secret origin, opened the scales themselves, and dozens of thorns stretched out through the gaps.
And he dug into the furry neck.
“Go away-”
The mercenary caught in the “red grip” rolled his eyes and shook his limbs. Even though the thorns that had dug into the carotid artery were sucking blood, they couldn’t even scream.
a little more a little more
As I thought about it in my mind, before I knew it, the mercenary’s skin was red and even his cheeks began to shrink.
Kwadeuk.
After erasing the traces of vampirism by squeezing his neck, he threw the mercenary’s slightly lighter body.
The explanation was long, but it only took 2 or 3 seconds for my hasty meal to end.
To the other mercenaries who were holding out their spears, it would have looked like I had just crushed the hairy boy’s neck.
“captain!”
“You devilish bastard!”
“Kill him!”
As dozens of cavalrymen rushed at them with their eyes closed, Antrum’s knights, who were stirring up the enemy camp together, counterattacked.
visor!
Grabbing the reins of the horse the hairy boy was riding, he pulled out the sword that was hanging from the saddle. It was a long curved sword with a white tip that looked like a cavalry weapon.
“good.”
With the bicorn tightly clamped on his thigh, he swung the black ice with his right hand and the curved sword with his left.
The cold-blooded blade cut through spears and shields, and the blood-soaked blade cut through horses and people.
The curve was not that tight. One cut to the bone was enough to crack it. Still, there was no problem with digging out the uvula or eyeballs.
Secretly stealing the blood of the enemies, along with the knights, he dealt with an unknown number of mercenaries. And when I looked back, the surroundings were empty.
Whoaaaaa –
a ferocious roar. It was a sound coming from down the hill in the distance.
“…what else is that?”
Huge trolls were crawling out one after another from a dark tunnel in the middle of the campground.
While trolls usually stand around 4 meters tall, they looked half as tall as that. In addition, one of them was dressed in leather clothes decorated with weeds, and the rest were all dressed in iron armor.
I wondered if it was a monster other than a troll, but…
“Mr. Ugh—”
The terrible stench that showed off its presence through the smoky smell was definitely that of a troll.
The trolls, which had grown to eight, cried and thumped among themselves and charged towards the main force where Count Os’ tent was located.
“That’s- Hey Seto!”
“We must return to our little lord!”
At the urgent cries of the knights, Seto, a nudein cavalry officer, gritted his teeth.
“Focus on the enemies for now! It’s not over yet!”
Doo Doo Doo! Doo doo doo!
A fast and intense drumming sound.
As Seto said, the bloody mane mercenaries were still covering the hill. It seemed very unusual to see her twinkle in the eyes while keeping her distance from us.
The moment I felt something ominous, a middle-aged woman’s cry was heard.
“Alantheno captis!”
little strange language.
At the same time as the language of the ancient empire, it must be the Spacht language 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 cast by the wizard hiding among the mercenaries was already right in front of them.
I hurriedly covered my face with a flashing bluish mass, but-
shriek!
The mass of light shattered with a strange sound like glass bells ringing. Then they clung to me and the knights and began to tighten their limbs.
“Keugh, what is this?”
“It’s a bondage spell!”
Fortunately, the rope of light was not very tough, perhaps because the level of the caster was so-so. He swung his left arm, which was entangled in the blue light, to the point that the spell was broken right away.
Kheung!
The bicorn also broke the inside to the extent of shaking off its neck. Knights and warhorses also fell or briefly stumbled, but there was no case that they could not get away from the spell.
The time it took for allied knights to get ready again was only about 10 seconds at most. However, ten seconds on the battlefield was enough time to decide between life and death.
“Now kill-!”
Following the roar of a mercenary, the enemies who had repeatedly broken and scattered threw javelins and arrows at them.
The knights all wore sheet metal armor, but as they received intensive fire, more and more of them penetrated the gaps in the armor unluckily. War horses were more vulnerable, so those who fell and showed their belly were all killed by javelins and arrows, and the horses that did not were also suffered large and small wounds.
“Don’t stop!”
Cavalry Officer Seto screamed loudly.
“You don’t have to defend your position, so the knights who have kept their horses should mobilize and counterattack
!”
The knights who came to their senses at the shouting calmed down their horses and launched a counterattack.
Then the mercenary magicians who had been hiding so far came out and poured out spells. There is no doubt that he will step out because he sees the odds.
Allied wizards didn’t just watch. The wizards, escorted by servants and cavalrymen, squeezed out mana and memorized spells.
“Exitte-adpel!”
pop!
A shock wave exploded with a cheerful explosion. The ‘anti-magic wave’ that only skilled battle mages could handle shook the spells of the mercenary mages.
Magic is inherently easier to break than to create, and easier to scatter than to gather. Battle mages belonging to prestigious families all too easily nullified the spells of mercenary mages roaming the continent for a few pennies.
“done! The wizards over there are over!”
“Push! Push on!”
As one of the enemy commanders shouted, our battle mages did their last to block the enemy’s attack. It’s because mana dried up while shooting attack spells when breaking through enemy lines for the first time.
“Lord, victory to the righteous warrior!”
“Death to the enemy!”
The knights of Antrum raised their swords while shouting at the enemies who charged at them vigorously.
I tried to count the number of enemies among them, but it was very difficult to figure out the number because of the darkness of dawn and the flames swaying wildly in the wind.
One thing was certain, it was the fact that all sides were full of enemies.
“….♦.X feet.”
Once again, surrounded by enemies, I inadvertently recalled defeat after a while of swinging the black ice and the curved sword.
“Break through the south! Lord Phoenix!”
He took a deep breath and swung his sword as an answer, then pulled the reins with the hand holding the curved sword and drove the bicorn. It was towards the encampment that had been ravaged by enemy troopers and trolls.
Suddenly looking back, the remaining knights were at most thirty.
Only about 30% of the servants and cavalrymen who followed were left, and the battle wizards who were the target of their escort also showed three out of eight. It must have been killed or captured by enemies.
…but this sucks.
If it’s necessary, I’ll have to take my party with me. It won’t be easy either.
The time when I was about to leave those thoughts behind and rush at the enemies blocking the south.
Wedge love! Following the bell sound, an arrowhead with a blue feather sprouted from the mouth of the leader among the mercenaries who attacked me. The mercenary who was hit by
the “Gureuk”
arrow fell off his horse with a bubbling sound.
He swung his curved sword and black ice to cut down three or four mercenaries, then looked back in the direction the arrows had come from.
A knight at the top of the hill was drawing a bowstring restlessly while riding on a course horse.
The knight was on a high ground, but it was quite a distance. Even so, the arrows he shot were stuck in the enemy’s vitals without fail.
The knight shooting the bow was alone at first, but soon the riders who climbed up the hill filled both sides of him. The aspect of the knight was properly revealed in the torches held by the riders.
“…her.”
Armor with mane-like gold ornaments and faceplate with a lion’s face.
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 the hand holding the bow was raised high.
A flash of fire licked the silver gauntlets as a signal, and about a hundred riders ran down the curtain.
1三 = = = /
‘厂…厂기—’厂!
“What the hell are those guys!”
“Stop it for now!”
The riders accelerated further toward the bloody mane mercenaries in confusion.
Three of them jumped out at the head and ran at terrifying speed. Among them, the leader was the largest among the three, and he raised a greatsword as tall as a man and shouted.
“His Highness Prince Ulkar’s greatest knight, Ankir, is here!”
The mighty Lord Ankyr.
With a 2-meter tall body, he ran down the hill as if he was falling, swung his greatsword, and tore the mercenary caught in it in two along with his horse.
The knight who followed me was a stranger to me, wearing gray armor and holding a spear with a half-moon blade.
Instead of introducing himself kindly like Lord Ankir, he used incredible horsemanship to drive war horses and stir up enemies.
And the third horseman following him –
“Nyx!”
Against the background of the night sky, the woman with her dark purple hair fluttering lightly kicked the horse as if she had no weight.
Gying!
A purple flash exploded behind her as she jumped high. Instead of tentacles made of light, six purple spears sprouted and spread out in all directions.
“Kkoaaak!”
“Vision is the power of vision! damage!”
The purple spear wriggled as if it had its own will and pierced through four or five enemies. In the meantime, the woman, who had risen in the air thanks to the telekinesis of the spirit, steadily flew towards us.
“Nix.”
I gaped at the unexpected encounter. After erasing the power of vision, Atalanta revealed her golden eyes and sat down in front of me.
“Asunante walasim.”
She smiled wryly and put her arms around my neck and whispered.
“It’s been a while, sir. It means.”
“…Atalante.”
Before I could say anything, she covered my mouth with her lips.