The Blood Knight’s Villains - Chapter 493

My Villains Episode 493

66. The Silver Prince (48)

The ax thrown by Fritz passed through the mouth of the sea giant and lodged deep in the huge mass of flesh. A blue current ran through the rotting blood and bodily fluids. The electric shock contained in Fritz’s ax was delivered without any waste.

Egreuk egureek-

The nine long legs stumble. The incarnation of the underworld made a strange sound.

The huge amount of nerves and muscles in proportion to its size was enormous.

The incarnation of the underworld is an amorphous monster resembling a slime, and the messenger of the dark world who controls the monster is a monster that has existed for an immeasurably long time. I was able to endure the pain that seemed to burn all my nerves.

However, the messenger was unable to control the monster as he wished, as the muscles that moved the huge body repeatedly contracted and relaxed at will.

“Blow hard and blow. ”

Stretching out her hand covered in red scales, Heyla created a ‘blast’ again. A strong wind blew from her, using the blood that hung like mist on her shoulders as material.

The thick smoke cleared. The incarnation of the underworld stopped breathing the plague while trying to control the wriggling body. Thanks to this, after the gust passed, the people gathered at Di Lenz were able to secure a clear view.

“Aim for the leg! Concentrate your attack./”

Liam shouted as he held his spear high.

The number of knights and guardsmen who had been trampled on like insects by that huge mass of flesh had already exceeded 10 degrees, but their momentum did not seem to be weakened.

“attack!”

“Long live the Silver Prince!”

After the military chaplains protected it with desperate prayers, now the breath of the plague has completely disappeared. Twenty or so riders with spears rushed in unison with a hundred times their courage.

Phoynix’s own soldiers, led by the heavy-duty Dervish, and the Hares Keith, the elite of the Nudes, also ran after them. Since the opponent was a monster as huge as the citadel, he decided that it would be better to quickly maneuver and spread.

“Haap!”

Liam’s spear, which ran in the lead, hit the monster’s leg.

Quaang!

The skill of a renowned knight and the thunderous gallop of a well-bred warhorse were in perfect harmony. The result was a tremendous impact, but the incarnation of the underworld did not budge. All that was left was a scratch the size of a fingernail on one of its nine legs.

However, it wasn’t just Lyarm that made the spear charge. Several knights, including ‘Running’ Edbert ‘Diredog’ Ojo-ri, and other guardsmen with skills comparable to them were following Liam.

“Ahh-!”

“Rider of the Sun!”

Eight of the eleven riders drove their spears right where Liam had hit them. The scratch, which had been the size of a fingernail, widened, and after it grew larger than the palm of his hand, slashes spread in all directions.

And when Acer, the last ‘viper’ of the ranks, Ariad’s seed, succeeded in making a spear charge, ‘Quaggeuk!’ With a cheerful sound, one of the legs was finally smashed.

Guuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu –

the incarnation of the underworld staggered greatly.

He had only lost one of his nine legs, but the convulsions from the electric shock had not yet stopped. Besides, the rest of the cavalrymen, led by ‘Drunken Sword’ Hendry and ‘Shining’ Ballsom, were also onslaught for one of the legs.

“O”

Heila’s eyes twinkled as the huge mass of flesh tilted to one side.

Guuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu-

u, the dagger with a transparent blade held in her right hand resonated. The red mist thickened over the flowing hair and soon formed a wavy curtain. It was the ‘territory of the blood king’.

The blood spread out like a curtain of shriek divided into three clots, forming a vortex. She pushed her dagger with magic power and charged ‘Bloodwind’ while opening her lips to prepare a spell.

Hey hey!

The moment the crystal-like blade pointed at the incarnation of the underworld, three vortices split the sky at once. The wind of blood, which erased the distance of 780 meters in an instant, dug into the flesh like a top resting on a soft meat pie.

Shut- lowly bitch!

The monster struggled to keep its balance even as it exploded in rage. The electric current emitted by Fritz’s ax had subsided, so the incarnation of the underworld was slowly regaining control over its body.

“Tightened-”

Either way, Heila finally continued her incantation. Her eyes flashed with seven brilliant lights. The wind of blood pierced one after another, and the blood that had soaked the monster gushed out in the form of a huge snake.

“Sleep!”

At Heyla’s command, a huge snake coiled itself around the boiling flesh. No, the legs attached there were wrapped around it.

Iron-Kudduck!

The citadel-sized monster’s spider-like legs were completely bound by the red snake. The incarnation of the underworld completely lost balance and fell headlong to the ground after a moment.

“Wow!”

“Now, chop it up!”

Phoenix’s friendly soldiers and Hareskis all rushed at the flesh on the floor. Fortunately, no one seemed to be intimidated by the size of the hill. The jockeys, who were making a big turn after the spear charge, also cheered and charged.

“Hey hey! Fritz!”

While other comrades were tearing and slicing the flesh, Night Watchman Dylan found the fainting Fritz. He fed a bottle of potion to his colleague, whose face was filled with ten flowers, and put him on the saddle.

“Look at the sincere prayers and the devotion to risk one’s life-”

Gidon, the crossbowman, was excited by the holy pillar of fire that soared from the previous chapel. Her eyes, which were usually hardened, were watery, and her voice, which was like frost, trembled slightly.

“Please allow me to give you the glory you deserve.”

Even in the midst of earnest prayer, the hand holding the rosary beads turned the hoist without rest, aimed at the enemy, and pulled the trigger. What he was aiming for was the upper body that was glowing with clinging to the flesh.

Aww! These worms!

The messenger of the dark world swung his two-handed sword at the humans who were clinging to his lower body and chopping them up. Of course, he was attached to the top of a hill-like mass of flesh, so the blade could not touch it.

Gubae-However, the ‘underworld arrows’ he constantly shoots were clearly threatening. Whenever a long, sharp spear-like mass of morale rushed in, the attackers had to quickly disperse or throw themselves.

“Sharpen the tips of your arrows and illuminate the weak spots of your enemies-”

Longbowmen Cole, Yukson, Mittelman, and Gidon fired arrows at the messenger in succession, but he did not even respond.

“Shit! It doesn’t work at all.”

Mittelman, who had been shooting the ‘dead man’s crossbow’ non-stop, was annoyed. The insidious and tenacious bolt, carved from the bones of the hanged poacher, melted like snow as soon as it touched the messenger’s body and disappeared.

It was similar that Cole, who pulled the ‘Synthetic Bow of Seeds’ far away near Heila, had no success.

His skill at accurately targeting the messenger from a distance of over 100 meters was astonishing. However, Cole’s arrows, which could easily tear through chain armor, could not pierce the messenger’s plate armor.

“I beseech you, Lord, Lord, Lord.”

Mittelman, who was standing nearby, assumed that Gidon’s crossbow, which was about to be fired, would do little good.

That expectation was miraculously missed.

“Please shine in the darkness.”

A 70-centimeter crossbow hung on a steel bow, its heavy, sharp tip suddenly radiating divine light.

“What is that- Gidon-hyung?”

Gidon trembled as he realized that his long, or lifelong, prayer had finally been answered.

But for a moment, he regained his composure and caught his breath. It was because he couldn’t waste the power bestowed by God, and even the first one.

Gidon pulled the trigger, aiming at the messenger of the Dark World who was about to pour out curse spells.

Tung!

The crossbow cut through the air leaving a low, heavy sound that was not much different from usual. That’s how I reached the messenger in half a half breath.

Ugh?

In the blurry white light that came in from the blind spot, the messenger shook his demonic energy for defense. However, before the black air current burst, Gidon’s crossbow sliced the gold breastplate stained with fraud like paper.

And in the very next moment, the shining flesh tip was stuck in my withered heart.

Geck haha!

The messenger was not even given time to scream in pain. This is because his body, stolen from the death knight created by Luke, the apostle of the underworld, began to deteriorate.

Cowardly hypocrites –

baggagak!

His magnificent upper body clad in plate armor was crumpled like a piece of paper, and the black fireball that replaced his head rose into the air.

Cole, who was watching the messenger with sharp eyes, let go of the protest as soon as the crown-like head soared. However, just before Cole’s arrow reached it, the demonic energy that surged up like a smoke screen picked up his head and swallowed it.

As the upper half of the wriggling mass of flesh disappeared as if being ripped off, the incarnation of the underworld groaned through hundreds of mouths. And he stretched out his huge body.

“……Ugh.”

Cole, who had been drawing a longbow from some distance away, looked back at her in surprise as Heyla knelt down, pale.

“miss? Are you okay?”

“no.”

The time she maintained the ‘binding’ spell was only about 15 seconds. However, it was never easy to capture a giant monster that could kill a troll or an ogre like a bug. Even Heila, who was hard to find an opponent on the continent in terms of both quantity and quality of magic power, was on the verge of shaking her legs from the rapid consumption.

“Then-”

“Never mind, look ahead.”

As a makeshift solution, she drank the ‘magic recovery potion’ she received from the High Master of La Palais through Fiancé. Then, pushing the oncoming Cole for support, he stood up on his own.

“It’s not over yet.”

“yes’?”

That’s- rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

The mass of flesh that had spread and stretched like dough accidentally dropped on the floor suddenly made a grotesque sound. Then the pulsation, which had stopped for a moment, resumed.

“this.”

Realizing the situation, Liam swallowed dry saliva.

“Leg- Cut off the leg! Before he wakes up again!”

Perhaps because the messenger had left, the black color covering the flesh was completely gone.

Bugrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

The pulsation was followed by a repulsive wriggling and a grotesque seething. Now, the incarnation of the underworld took on the color of the body. The flesh simmered, and dots appeared one after another on its surface.

It was none other than the eyes. Those with eyelids belonged to humans, and those without eyelids belonged to fishmen. The one as big as a human torso belonged to a sea giant.

Freed from the control of the messenger of the dark world, the incarnation of the underworld has awakened something between consciousness and instinct. The monster quickly surveyed the surroundings with hundreds of eyes glued to the flesh and grasped the situation. And I realized

It’s time to do my duty as an incarnation of the underworld.

Woo woo woo woo!

Hundreds of mouths let out a roar in unison. The unbridled monster stood up.