The Blood Knight’s Villains - Chapter 480

My Villains Episode 480

66. Prince Silver (35)

Kiying-

The source of metal that seemed to pierce the eardrum was Prince Ulkar’s longbow. When the silver prosthetic hand pushed the zoom tube of ‘Boreaccum’, an arrow of light formed on the empty string. The prince’s navy blue eyes shone sharply and let go of the string.

Tung/

Lightbeam stretched out its tail and flew 450 meters in the blink of an eye. Speed and range far beyond common sense. The corpse wyvern that flew in at the forefront was pierced through the body in an instant.

However, the damage caused was so minor that it was almost nonexistent. The arrow of light pierced the Wyvern’s body, but it was just a puppet that moved with the energy of death. It was a scene where there were a lot of guys flying with wings that were all torn and only bones remained, but there was no way they would fall down just because they had one more hole in their chest.

“…this must be quite a headache.”

The prince muttered that with a shy expression, then suddenly pulled the reins and raised his hand. I fixed the ‘black ice’ and at the same time tightened the bicorn’s waist and prepared to run forward. Other knights and friendly soldiers also prepared similarly.

But –

“Turn! Turn!”

Instead of giving the order to attack, Prince Ulkar made a circle with his hand and shouted. Even though the subordinates were dumbfounded, they had no choice but to turn around and follow the prince to the imperial army’s garrison.

“No, Your Highness!”

I quickly rode the bicorn and put Prince Ulkar and the horse head on.

“What is this- where are you going?”

“Is there any reason why we should take the lead in fighting?”

” yes?”

The prince smiled brightly, not matching the atmosphere that became more heavy with demonic energy around him.

“Didn’t you find the source of demonic energy as His Majesty commanded? Now, let’s take a look at the majesty of the famous imperial army.”

“……Yes?”

and. This human being is a pure lamb.

I stuck my tongue out inwardly, but when I thought about it again, I didn’t mean anything wrong, but I gave the reins silently.

“Take a light step above the clouds, narrowly.”

Epos, a young wizard with a metal band around his forehead, chanted an incantation and swung his staff. Then, the seventy or so riders who were running after the silver prince began to accelerate with light steps as if they were running on clouds.

While calming the excitedly running bicorn, I glanced back –

Luke’s Death Knight – no, the mysterious monster that had become a confederate with the messenger of the dark world was muttering something with its arms open.

Terium bedanda gakil zakly juil-

The sound that spread was more like a gloomy wind than a human voice.

In a way, it was like a song. The chill that made my shoulders hunch was unfamiliar, but the tune and lyrics were somehow familiar.

Huek

?

But there was no way to disturb the flying thing high in the sky. The story would have been a little different if Antrum’s great mage, Oggshlizo, was there, but he was recuperating in Eisbovald right now.

Tothgen ciso-re!

As you can tell just by looking at the name, the messenger of the Dark World is not a being for battle. He is nothing more than an errand boy who assists the Lord of Darkness, the owner of the Dark World, or delivers orders.

Thanks to that, its own fighting ability is not particularly outstanding. A couple of trivial attack spells and three or four annoying curse spells were all. However, his talents suitable for his duty as a messenger who crosses the other dimension, such as transference and dimensional magic, were of a high level.

gurgling.

The monster, a knight of the underworld and a messenger of the dark world at the same time, shook his hand, and the mist surrounding him and the corpse wyverns shook. The particles of black magic that made up the fog came together with a bizarre sound.

It was a little different from the previous time when they formed a barrier to block Theodora’s Divine Sun. What was completed this time was an atypical mass resembling a cloud or a huge drop of water.

Kururu, Kururu, Kururu-!

I hoped for a grotesque sound to resound, some atypical mass of demons popping! It exploded with a small roar. And the water started pouring through the gap.

“Ouch-”

I hurriedly covered my nose as I ran past the Imperial Army’s camp. It was because there was a terrible stench that really penetrated the sense of smell, which was different from the presence of demonic spirit felt through the senses.

Patter.

What the atypical mass of demonic energy – the so-called ‘terrible dimensional door’ poured out was stale water full of fraud. The opaque excrement, which must have been loosened with rice powder, was cloudy in color, and there were a lot of things like mushy twigs and rotten bupyeong grass that I couldn’t figure out.

Coo-goo-goo-!

The cracks in the atypical mass gradually enlarged and began pouring out a huge amount of sewage like a dam with an open gate.

“What is this- uhhhhh!”

“Wow!”

The terrible portal was still following the herald, though much slower than it had been in the misty form. Thanks to this, the soldiers guarding the outskirts of the Imperial Garrison had to be covered in dung pouring out of nowhere from the sky.

Prince Ulkar, who was looking behind him at the strange sound, swallowed dry saliva with his eyes wide open.

“… Huh. It is a fearsome handiwork.”

I don’t know if it’s handmade, but I had to agree with the expression ignorant. The foul-smelling water that seems to cause dizziness pours down the top of the head and drips down the ankles… I get goosebumps just looking at it from a distance. It seems that I will die of all sorts of diseases before being stained with the energy of death there.

“Keep in line!”

“His Majesty the Emperor is with you!”

Compared to King Ruilix II’s direct escort, of course it would be inferior, but the 7,000 troops surrounding the outskirts of the garrison were also quite elite.

“Long live the Empire!”

The soldiers used a pickaxe. About half of them are citizen soldiers of Miteltang, the capital of the empire, and the rest are strong soldiers of the Pansitya Peninsula, which serve Ruilix II as their king. The soldiers, who had high morale and followed strict discipline, continued to prepare for battle in ranks regardless of the endlessly pouring sewage.

The herald’s dreadful portals had been pouring out for so long that a change had soon taken place. A little bit bigger ‘solids’ started to mix.

“Uh- over there!”

“damage!”

What a soldier pointed at with a shocked face was a huge lump of flesh the size of an elephant at first glance. The problem caused by getting soaked in dirty water could be solved with the help of the clergy, but it was clear that it would be the end of it if it was crushed by that size. The soldiers were instinctively startled and scattered, and the heavy mass of flesh exploded as it hit the ground.

Gwuwoah-

the largest lump among the scattered piles of flesh wriggled with a strange sound. Masses of pale flesh, resembling dough, bubbled up.

“Abomination! It is an abomination!”

“Gong-gyeo-billion!”

The soldiers rushed at the large and small Abominations without hesitation. Furiously, they cut the flesh with their swords and shattered the bones with axes and maces. When the abomination was neutralized like that, the chaplain of Calandari, who was spreading the power of ‘purification’ nearby, came running.

“Lord, shine light on your obedient servants!”

Contrary to the priest’s prayers, the imperial soldiers were far from docile. When their weapons were covered with divine power, they were so courageous that they went mad and attacked the hideous undead like wolves.

A group of red water was eradicated in just a couple of breaths, but this was only the beginning. The terrible dimensional door opened by the messenger started pouring out the undead in earnest.

“Shield Lover- Raise it high!”

A strangely rhythmic command. It was the shout of Field Marshal Nadim, aided by amplification magic.

“Stay where you are! No matter what appears from above, I will not back down!”

The imperial army’s garrison was in a triangular configuration with the military camp of the emperor’s direct troops on the hill in the middle and the other three troops. Appearing with a shout, Nadim was driving his horse towards the northward bulging troops, where a shower of filthy water was concentrated.

“For His Majesty the Emperor!”

“Long live the Empire!”

The atypical mass of demonic energy slowly swimming through the air was now pouring out more corpses and white bones than water. Thus, well over a thousand undead rose up in the middle of the imperial army’s garrison, and the number was increasing non-stop.

However, the imperial army did not look at all in danger. The well-trained strongmen kept their eyes open even in the midst of being covered in filth, deflected rusty knives and broken bone spears with sturdy armor, and knocked down two or three skeleton soldiers with one slash.

Even ordinary soldiers were about that much, but there were also officers and sergeants who were twice as brave as them. Subsequently, the Imperial Knights who were resting in the tent poured out, and the bewildered battle mages came to their senses and took out their staffs.

“There won’t be any problems.”

At Atalanta’s words, I quietly nodded.

We had already taken refuge in the low hills to the east, having largely bypassed the imperial camp. No matter how great the amount of effluent from the terrible portal was, it was unlikely that it would reach this far, and it was unlikely that the undead would be able to overcome that ferocious army.

I thought so until then.

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