The Blood Knight’s Villains

My Villains Episode 418

64. Fog (5)

Just like the master of double swords, Hofken Seongbaek, Monk Leupon was as calm as calm water.

He wasn’t angry at my endless provocations, he wasn’t frightened by the giant’s mighty swordsmanship, and he wasn’t surprised by all kinds of blood manipulation. He just wielded his buckler and longsword without any expression.

I couldn’t tell if that composure was due to the years or the skills he had accumulated. It was just a reminder of how tricky the old sword master was.

“After the hook-”

The old swordsman took a couple of deep breaths to control his rapid breathing. Then, with the same momentum as the first time, he attacked by kicking the ground.

His longsword and buckler looked very ordinary and had no magic. However, it was unbelievably hard, so even after I swung the knife with all my might, it was clean without a single scratch.

“The fucking old man”

swung the bloody whip wide before the swords met. Four lines of blood cut through the fog that had settled in the courtyard. Because of the narrowed field of view, a whip of blood that seemed to protrude from behind.

However, Leupon easily avoided the surprise by rolling low on the wet grass. Then the old swordsman jumped up like a flying fish spurring sleep and stabbed his longsword.

nettle.

Instead of dodging, he threw a knife at him.

It was about giving up an arm or a shoulder to drive a knife into the opponent. There is no reason not to. With a body overflowing with vitality and mana, it wasn’t that difficult to endure a single blow. A

longsword

with an ordinary appearance wrapped around the black ice like a snake. The tip of the knife flicks its tongue and aims at the wrist.

“Remnants of talent.”

When it comes to sword wrestling, I am quite confident. Instead of stepping back, he twisted his wrist for timing. The crossbar pushed Leupon’s blade aside.

At the same time, blood pressure was raised. The bloody blade froze like a puddle in the cold air contained in the sword. With the momentum to pierce his eyes, he thrust in an ice knife. The old swordsman, who leaped like a flying fish

“quite a

bit,” finally landed on the floor and swung his buckler. The round steel pounded the side of the ice knife hard into the ground.

The moment the ice blade shattered, blood was blown into fragments the size of a thumb. The scattered fragments exploded all at once with a sharp metallic voice saying ‘Jjaeeng!’. A dark red ice storm raged.

M eu 99

Leupon quickly crouched in the transformed fivora. Protecting the lower part of his face and neck with a buckler, he held out the ring worn on the hand holding the sword.

A whirl/

sound like a strong gust of wind rushing through a cramped canyon. Along with him, a wind curtain enveloped Leupon. An ice storm rushing in like a shotgun was swept into it and rain fell.

It’s an unusual magic tool…

But the old swordsman was thrown back about 78 meters, as if the ring couldn’t dissipate the power contained in the fragments. However, he managed to balance and land on the ground without difficulty.

“under. His nickname is a monk, so I thought he was a distressed old man, but he has a pretty good one, right?”

If it wasn’t for that magic ring, I could have finished it just now… He made a sarcastic remark with regret, but Leupon took the sword without saying anything. And he just smiled lightly.

“…So you’re saying that’s not what I’m talking about?”

As he was muttering and fixing his sword, a group of veterans jumped out from the corridor connecting the lodging building and the main building.

“Meister!”

“Intruders, surround them!”

In the fog, about 30 brave men wriggled. When they appeared, they were usually armed with long swords and bucklers like Leupon, and some carried spears as tall as me. They were the ones who had properly learned weapon skills. Four or five of them showed off sharp enough momentum to scratch my nerves.

“Stop stepping back.”

At Leupon’s determined voice, the swordsman and disciples who surrounded me came to a halt.

“Huh” rg-.

That brief moment when the old swordsman’s eyes lingered on the great men. I read the emotions that emerged in my turquoise eyes.

When I smiled crookedly, the old swordsman hardened his expression and kicked the ground. Of course, it was half a step faster for me to turn around.

“Uh uh—”

As he pounced on a disciple, the muscular young man with a pimple on his face backed away awkwardly.

The young disciple couldn’t make a proper judgment at the sight of me wielding a sword at a distance where it was almost impossible to reach even if I fired a long spear. In an instant, the blade of blood, which increased in an instant, slid lightly down the young man’s neck.

“Kehehe,”

the young man fell backwards with his eyes closed, his throat cracking and making strange breathing noises.

The longsword, whose center of gravity was at the tip of the sword due to the layer of ice, swung over his head. ‘Wedge juice!’ At the end of the terrifying hole-in-the-wall castle, two heads and one forearm soared into the sky. Even though he cut off several tough muscles and thick bones, the sense of resistance transmitted through his grip was minimal.

“Stop!”

Ignoring the shouts that tickled the back of my head, I swung the knife again as I climbed over the corpses.

As I cut down another one, this time a man who seemed to be quite skilled stepped forward. As expected, he followed the red-dark trail of my ice knife with his eyes and pushed the buckler. The ice sword that had been cutting through the fog with great force slipped on the buckler and soared upwards.

Is it a swordsman? The workmanship is good.

I didn’t retrieve the ice knife or break it with force. Instead, he pushed a huge amount of blood into the blade.

Boom!

A roar like a bomb exploding. An ice storm swept through the courtyard again.

Unlike Leupon, the swordsman and ordinary students had no choice but to receive a barrage of sharp fragments with their whole body because they did not have a magic tool with a ‘projectile defense’ spell.

All of them were dressed in only tough leather clothes or greaves. Thanks to that, he turned 10 men named Pivo into rags so easily. Only one or two people screamed, and the rest fell to the ground without even screaming properly.

“You bastard-!”

As Leupon roared again, I giggled and brandished the bloody whip. The four blood lines were split in half. I caught two of them in the gap between those who avoided the blood bora.

Pudeuk Pudeuk-“Geez!”

When the bloody whip was tightened, one choked and squeaked, and the other missed the spear and fell. I swung my left hand roughly and threw the two men towards Leupon. The one who was chattering eventually broke his neck and fell silent, and the one who had been knocked out screamed with his arms grotesquely bent.

While the old swordsman paused to accept the cackle, I hunted four more young swordsmen. The swordsmen gritted their teeth and stood in front of me, but no one could withstand more than three counts of my sword strikes.

Ripe!

He grabbed the young disciple, whose downy hair was still soft, and cut his belly into a shallow, long slit.

” it hurts?”

“Huh huh.”

The young man desperately held on to his stomach as bloody lumps were about to pour out.

“Go see your master.”

“Save me—”

“Don’t do that to me. Your master will help you.”

I pushed him on the back, and the young man drew a jijija with a straight face. He approached Leupon as if possessed by something.

“Ma Master. Meister.”

The old swordsman could not turn a blind eye to the young disciple’s voice. He trained in martial arts all his life, but like an old man who had no connection with the battlefield, his judgment was slow.

I laughed and retreated into the mist. And crouched down like a runner. The moment the old sword master and the dying apprentice overlapped above my gaze, I spit out a starter word.

“…♦’Aellow…

I muttered secretly in my mouth, but the magic boots swelled up! It blew a strong wind. I jumped forward like an arrow.

Leupon immediately stiffened at the incomprehensible sound. However, he did not expect that a blade would rise from the dying disciple’s chest. Do you lack creativity because you are old?

Fu-wook!

The old and the young were skewered on the black ice that revealed its true color after throwing off the icicles.

“Kuhhhhh.”

Leupon grabbed the blade lodged under his collarbone and stepped back.

I quickly reached out my scaly hand and squeezed his neck. It’s too dangerous an opponent to be relaxed. Without hesitation, he gave strength to his hand.

Pudeudeuk. The master of the Horhiu style met his death like that. As if mourning his end, a flash of light rose from afar. It was a purple glow.

Rumble-!

A roar reminiscent of a landslide reverberated throughout the city. Thanks to the help of Master Epos and the chaos that began in the plaza, Atalanta blew the preface.

Just as the roar had stopped, a faint cheer was heard from afar. The army of the kingdom, who had emptied the camp and set up scarecrows and torches, must have secretly detoured and flocked toward the collapsed west gate.

“Is this the main game now?”

One of the sword masters was dealt with before the full-scale battle began. Now, the burden of having to deal with three monster scabs was relieved.

Of course, even if the burden is relieved, it is not enough to be vigilant. In order to minimize the damage to allies,

I must run until my feet get sweaty.

“Anshe kees! Undum kavilos!”

Atalanta roared in Goulan.

Floating on the pile of stones left by the western gate, she showed off her strange figure. On his forehead, the third eye, which continuously sheds arcane power, flashed, and the mental waves originating from the pineal gland raised a haze around the head, and the ‘white thorn’ received from Hareskis was enveloped in a black whirlwind. there was.

Seeing her clad in white, purple, and black luster, the defenders of Eisbovald screamed in despair.

“It’s the devil devil!”

“Run away!”

Among the wizards who should be more rational than anyone else, there were those who shouted with their chin shaking.

“Goddess of Destruction! The Goddess of Destruction has climbed from the deep void!”

“Demon God, take care of your faithful servant. King of magic, cast a spell of salvation!” Atalanta’s purple tentacles flew at the mages who foamed at the mouth and had seizures. Corpses pierced by the spear of the void soared high into the sky before falling onto the roofs of the city.

“KAvilos! Untibie kavilos!”

Along with another roar, the whirlwind shot from the white spear knocked over dozens of soldiers equipped with squares who were trying to resist.

The number of enemies that Atalanta was actually killing was not that great. However, just by swimming in the thick fog and showing off a terrifying presence, the enemies were frightened and the allies were encouraged.

“Napidat adang’t!”

“Undum kavilos!”

The nudein warriors were particularly severe.

The original plan was for the elite soldiers of the Milgrester family to take the vanguard, but the order was reversed because the nude warriors who heard Atalanta’s voice went on a rampage.

Among them, the Hareskis armed with scale armor ran amok like madmen. They looked up at the radiance of Atalanta, uttered prayers, and poured into the city like berserkers. The conscripts who were guarding the plaza were knocked down one after another by the curved swords of the Hareskis.

“…that’s pretty shit.”

Instead of jumping into the mess, I climbed up on a watchtower and looked down at the battle situation. It was to find the best stage for me to appear on.