The Blood Knight’s Villains - Chapter 338

My Villains Episode 338

58. Reunion (7)

Five thick pillars of blood rushed across each other. It was a vicious attack that could easily tear a troll or two to pieces.

Prior to this, the troll psychic danced. He was half-bent at the waist, swaying, moving his steps in a ridiculous stance, and waving his hands.

The spirits of nature responded to the bizarre gesture.

The spirits of the wind floating on the wind, the spirits of the flames hiding in the flames covering the camp, the spirits of the earth that have been dormant beneath their feet for countless years, and even the spirits of the beasts that once ruled the highlands.

“Koagan thuc zorkul-”

the psychic let out a deep, strange cry that seemed to have been pulled from the stomach. The meaning was unknown, but it was clearly the language of the greenskins.

Suddenly, it reminds me of ‘The Sleeping God’s Territory’, which I often encountered in Expedition Mode. Orcs, goblins, ogres, and trolls claimed to be the descendants of these ancient gods and maintained their civilization…

The trolls who speak the language must have originated there.

Woo Woo Woo –

It was the wind spirit who answered the troll psychic’s call the fastest.

Biting winds blew through the hills, creating gray whirlwinds up to 15 meters high. It was a wind spirit with a high rank and a gigantic shape with three pairs of arms.

The high-ranking wind spirit roared silently and blocked the way of the mediums and warriors.

In the next moment, Heyla’s red thorns tore the massive figure apart. The wind spirit gathered the wind mixed with snow to restore itself, but the five claws made of blood ignored him and aimed straight at the spirit medium.

Come on!

One of the three warriors guarding the troll psychic’s side threw herself. As a troll warrior, the one who accepted the spirit of the highland wolf summoned by the psychic was covered in black fur before he knew it.

Quaggagak!

Red thorns shrunk through the wind spirits and pierced the troll wolf warrior’s shield and arms.

In

the end, however, the waving scale armor and thick fur had to endure it.

Heila, who was riding her black horse, Altonize, blinked softly before gripping the dagger. As the transparent jewel-like blade gurgled, the red thorn that pierced the troll hero exploded. Following the roar of the earth, red and black flashes of light swept everywhere, and the troll warriors who embraced the wolves were scattered.

Meanwhile, the psychic danced. The high-ranking wind spirit swelled its chest again, and the flames gathered together as if pulling each other to form the shape of a giant.

“…it’s ominous.”

Atalanta, who was leaning against me, straightened her grip on the white spear.

“That troll is spreading his power without countermeasures. If you leave it as it is, all the nearby spirits will gather.”

“You mean hurry up?”

Atalanta’s murmur continued as the bicorn was urged by the reins.

“Sorry. If Iophya had been there, it would have been easier.”

……is this opi?

“You mean soul shaman? Utequai’s sister-in-law?”

“uh. Soothing the soul is his specialty. I whined so much that I would follow you, but I guess you should have accepted it as if you hadn’t won.”

The short conversation ended with that. It was because the spirit of flame blocked his eyes.

Roaring!

It must have been a high-ranking spirit, and even at a glance, the sense of intimidation was great.

It had a head and two arms that resembled a black silhouette inside a towering pillar of fire, with a torn mouth like that of a lizard and long nails like hooks.

“I will take care of that. See you later.” Atalanta gave a light greeting as if she were going for a walk, then stepped on the saddle and jumped up.

Ziying The air shuddered.

Atalanta, whose slightly tanned, coppery skin was dyed a subtle light purple, floated in the air as if suspended by an invisible string. Void spears sprouted from under the arcane-drenched hair.

“Huap-”

With a short cry, the purple spears tangled together like vines, increased in size, and pierced the flame spirit.

Perong!

The fire elemental exploded in my body and resisted, so I covered my eyes with my arms and lay on my stomach. Perhaps it was because of the sparks, the bicorn was hee-hing! He screamed and ran like a bullet.

While Atalanta flashed a purple flash drawn from the void and confronted the fire spirit, Heyla ran towards the wind spirit, clearing the territory of the Blood King.

Since this was a battlefield where thousands of troops clashed, the materials she used were not enough and overflowed.

Heila gathered a veil of blood around her and sharpened it. It was like a dark red lotus flower.

Awesome!

As the lotus flower rotated violently, the high-ranking wind spirit was caught up in the momentum and let out a silent scream. While he managed to keep his shape, the dozen or so riders who had been following Heila ran towards me.

“lily!”

“Follow me!”

Damn-

the ground cracked and cracks spread out in all directions like a spider’s web.

He deftly avoided the crack by driving his bicorn, but finally, the soil and stones that rose from the ground formed the shape of a giant and blocked his way.

The longer the

“Mr. Lee” psychic’s dance moves, the more spirits and spirits would gather, and then someone difficult to handle might appear.

Before that, the only answer was to cut the head of the psychic, but the earth spirit that appeared in front of me did not seem to open the way easily.

At first glance,

the earth spirit with thick limbs resembled a rock golem. However, the snow-covered surface was constantly pulsating and smoke was emitted from the cracks in the rocks, showing off a vitality that a golem could not imitate.

“Light!”

It was Don, the crossbowman, who let out a short shout. Stepping on the stirrup and standing up, he aimed the heavy crossbow of the steel bow at the spirit of the earth and fired.

A bright white light cut through the darkness. The forearm-sized crossbow, which was consecrated with the help of monk priest Okan, accurately dug into the crack in the rock corresponding to the earth spirit’s left eye.

Guung.

The power of nature melted into the divine power, and a part of the boulder crumbled.

However, to the gigantic earth spirit, Gidon’s crossbow was nothing more than a toothpick. He took heavy steps as if nothing had happened.

“Sir Phoenix!”

The one who shouted my name and followed me was a paladin wearing armor and riding a white warhorse.

“…Princess Theodora? No, why is the princess here?”

“I can’t just watch the exercise of power against the law!”

She was exuding a completely different energy than usual.

A golden aura shimmered behind his back, and white light leaked from the slots in the straight helm, and the blade and armor of the sword were stained silver. By deploying the ‘Light of Exorcism’, ‘Eyes that reveal the truth’, ‘Sacred Blade’ and ‘Armor of Faith’, he is equipped with a ‘combat readiness’ as a knight of the Castle of Calandari.

“Follow me, I will lead!”

Before he could answer, Brightmere, the white horse, received the ‘knight’s blessing’ and swelled his muscles and rushed forward. The reins were quickened, and the bicorn followed closely, ready to bite Brightmere’s ass.

“Lord, who judges with light!”

Theodora, holding a spear and shield, stretched out in the auspicious light of the tricolor.

When charging on horseback, it is customary to stand upright and put the spear under the armpit, but she held the spear straight forward with her chest attached to the horse’s neck.

His attitude was sloppy, but his momentum was great and his power was more than that.

Quaang-!

The moment the spear touched the shin of the Earth Spirit, the entire bridge exploded with a roar.

Baked-

as much as any of the sungs, the huge stones fell forward and stretched their arms and managed to balance.

Deafened by the noise everywhere, I grabbed the reins, clamping my thighs against the bicorn’s flanks.

“run!”

Realizing my intentions, the bicorn immediately kicked off the ground and jumped up.

Kreung.

Strictly speaking, he was not a horse, but a demonic beast, and as if to prove this, he rode up on the spirit of the earth, boasting movements like a cat and a beast.

Wow!

The time when the Earth Spirit whipped out the rest of his arm and tried to slash the bicorn.

“Aaaagh!”

A scream that is confused whether it is a spirit or a scream. I glanced down and saw the chubby Eson, who was running wildly, wielding a heavy glaive.

The three-pointed sword ‘Blood Sunsongjang’ with red smoke gushing out from the tip of the blade split into three cut off the arm of the earth spirit that was supporting the ground in half.

“Quack!”

Eson, who was not good at horseback riding, was pushed by the rebound and fell off the horse and fell to the ground. The Earth Spirit leaned back similarly, and I didn’t miss the opportunity and kicked the bicorn. And he uttered the familiar starter word ‘Aelo’….

Boom!

The magic boots blew a strong wind. It flew like an arrow and picked up the morning star.

Saetbyeol showed off his dazzling sword body. The blade imbued with the brilliance of Pasa (破邪) was inserted directly between the eyes of the earth spirit.

woo I did that because I remembered how the middle of his forehead glowed and disappeared when he died in the game. Perhaps it touched something weak, the earth spirit began to crumble powerlessly.

“Oh hey—”

However, the effect was greater than I thought. It quickly collapsed as if by a landslide, and I struggled desperately to avoid being buried in the rocks and mounds of dirt.

“Nyx!”

At that time, the void spear flew in from somewhere at the right time, and I immediately reached out and grabbed it.

“Oh, how heavy-”

Atalanta, who was floating in the air, took the rest except for the purple spear I caught.

Ugh.

Then, with a flash of purple eyes, he led me to the ground, and I was able to set my feet on the ground after a dizzying pendulum movement hanging from the spear of emptiness.

Around that time, Hayla also completely shattered the wind spirit, but the troll medium’s dance did not stop. Small spirits were still gathering from all sides.

“Haha Sir Phoenix!”

A bright voice that doesn’t suit an urgent war situation.

“Prince’?”

When I looked back on the bicorn, I saw that Ul Kar was right in front of me, leading a group of men.

“I want to solve the past and present, but the young situation is not following me.”

Among those guarding his side were strangers, such as a knight in gray armor, a knight with a white cloak hanging down, and a wizard with a jeweled metal band around his forehead, but there were also many familiar ones.

‘Giant’ Lord Ankir Randell and Andro, the heavy cavalry and friendly soldiers of Prince Limond, master of water magic, “Are they the Lord’s subordinates?”

“yes? Oh right.”

“Then excuse me.”

Before he had time to greet the people he hadn’t seen in a while, Ulkar looked around and shouted.

“Gather! I will target that evil sorcerer!”

He shouted that and immediately started running, and the men who saw me on this side suddenly joined the ranks.

“Master Epos!”

After Olkar’s name was called, the magician wearing a metal belt chanted.

“A narrow step above the clouds.”

Are you from Milan? It’s the first time I’ve seen someone say an incantation in Milano.

After a moment of doubt, the bicorn accelerated rapidly as he swung his staff following the last starter word. It wasn’t just me, the entire ranks were much faster than before.

“Sir Filter, Sir Gisella! Take the left!”

Filter and Gisela.

It’s a name I’ve heard of. Prince Ulkar’s fifth and sixth knight…

A knight in gray armor brandished a half-moon-shaped spear and charged at the troll warrior on the left, followed by a knight wearing a mantle decorated with lily petals.

But there was another troll warrior guarding the psychic, so this time I shouted.

“Confidence! The one on the right over there!”

“Yes Nari!”

A heavy soldier, a dervish, a heavy swordsman, Umberta spearman, Mackaig, a knight of the cathedral, Kabar, and others split up following the conjurer.

All sorts of roars and shouts rang out from behind, but without looking back, they only looked forward and ran at full speed.

Ulkar’s knights, soldiers, and magicians charged forward, crushing the small spirits that constantly appeared.

Ulkar, who was standing side by side with me at the horse’s head, shouted as he gripped the bow stick with a gleaming silver hand – the fleshless joints were visible at first glance.

“Sir Phoenix!”

An arrow shot with a shout pierced the translucent brown bear guarding the spirit medium’s front.

Kreung!

The bicorn stuck out its horn to scatter the brown bear’s soul, jumped up, and immediately swung the black ice.

Suck it!

Finally, the psychic’s head soared into the sky.