Chapter 445

My Villains Episode 445

65. The Peak of Spring (20) The

field was as bright as daytime thanks to Ellen fiercely spreading flames and the giant magician facing her emitting dazzling golden light. Both the enemy and the allies threw away their useless torches and crashed into each other.

However, the majesty of the colossus was not fully revealed by the fire that burned the ground.

Occasionally, violent bursts of yellow lightning left nothing but tentacle-like necks and grotesque skulls at the ends of which were carved into the night sky.

As in Greek and Roman mythology, D&D, and other prominent contents including stone porridge, the giant hydra that appeared out of nowhere on the battlefield grew by one head each time its severed head was regenerated.

The guy whose head was knocked out by my sword attack became very energetic and howled to leave the field.

Kii hyaaaaaagh-!

“Oh, that sounds deafening.”

While I was grumbling a little, dragon-like heads attacked one after another. I rolled on the ground and heard a crackling sound from behind.

It was the sound of a horse crackling. Every time the teeth the size of my forearms were packed like saw blades into the air, the heavy grate door made a roar like hitting a steel plate.

“Kwaaaaaagh!”

The unlucky ones who suffered the vicious teething on my behalf wielded their weapons ferociously, even though their breastplates and waists were ripped at once. That senseless resistance quickly ended with a shriek.

It didn’t take long for the heavily armed soldier to turn into a lump of dough made of iron bone flesh and spit out.

“Fuck.”

That hydra didn’t shed a single drop of blood on the subject of regenerating like a troll, no faster than a troll, every time it was decapitated. After slitting his throat, he was going to try to rub it with blood, but since he didn’t bleed in the first place, it was difficult to deal with.

Hydra’s offensive continued endlessly.

After rolling for a while on the grass covered with river water and mud, I picked up a long spear.

It was far more than two meters long, making it unsuitable for throwing, but it wasn’t a situation to argue about that right now.

As soon as I grabbed the spear, I kicked the ground. He whispered a starter word as he pushed what little mana he had left under his feet.

“Aelo.”

pop!

I soared nearly 20 meters in one breath, twisting my waist in the air and throwing a long spear.

The spear cut through the night sky with a bloody force. The din of the battlefield overshadowed the sound of air ripping at spear points.

Daang! The one who was hit by the

javelin

in the side was an old man who wielded an ax and a thunderbolt with his whole body dyed in gold.

The magic-covered skin was not pierced in the end, but the long spear containing the giant’s power distorted the golden shield and shattered the ribs.

“Ellen Bull!”

Ellen, who was flying on a carpet, moved her lips quickly as the huge old wizard squeaked in the air. Against the veiled woman, she wrapped her blizzard shield and pointed at me with her wand.

Instead of the ‘black ice’ that constantly spews cold air, he drew out a sword that he hadn’t used in a while with his left hand. Among the two longswords that were taken after overpowering the berserker Lenka, it is the divine sword ‘Morning Star’ that emits a faint light.

Roaring!

Pretending is pretending, so the spell that Ellen cast without a chant was a ‘flaming weapon’.

A flame rises on the blade of the morning star. By the time the prominence was dyed in white light, I swung my sword as I fell.

write.

Kyeok!

A sword clad in white fire cut off the head of a snake resembling a dragon. Using the pleasant repelling force transmitted through his hands as a stepping stone, he twisted his body again in the air.

Weeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

It’s Grimons Koval’s serial attack.

The hydra roared and counterattacked, but the white trajectory drawn by the flight of the bird of prey split three more heads in half a breath.

“Whoup!”

While the rest of the heads cowered in fear, I finished spinning and poured my blood into the tip of the black ice held in my right hand.

The blade of the dark red icicle, which rose up to 3 meters, struck down the exposed body of the hydra.

Ellen took advantage of the gap and fired three shots of the frost awl. The sorceress quickly fell to the ground with the fiery serpent wrapped around her, but one of the ice spears that twisted its track with persistence finally pierced her thigh.

“This crazy-handsomeness is too much!”

At the golden-colored Norma Mage who was talking stupidly, Ellen laughed and fired a series of sword winds.

The old wizard vigorously swung the ax spear soaked in yellow current to slash the wind, but when he was hit by another shot at his crumpled side, he let out a suffocating scream.

Only then did I turn my head towards the south where the two shots had landed. And I found some familiar faces.

“......uh?”

Three men and women appeared out of nowhere, broke into the battlefield, and started running straight toward me. Instead of taking a detour, they broke through the mayhem mixed with enemies spread all over the river.

“Kkeuhap!”

Standing in the lead was a squat clad in full helm and plate armor. He swung the familiar sword with a roaring spirit.

Swish!

Even at first sight, the blade, which looked extremely heavy, tore apart two of Strom’s heavily armed privates in succession. The Iron Shorty charged forward with his shoulders as if he had swung his sword, mingling with six or seven enemy soldiers and rolling on the floor.

I looked at the short-haired man in plate armor and said Gingamin, but only smiled when I saw the two female swordsmen following him.

“Mira Simos!”

“Wait a minute, let’s go now!”

Mira, dressed in light armor, responded and held out a longsword to the side. Simos, wearing an eyepatch, ran his gloved hand over the blade, sparks flew across the longsword and a flashing current flowed.

The “suck”

freckled mummy showed off cat-like movements and burrowed into the ranks of the enemy.

She only touched enemies lightly with her ‘blue blade’. It was up to the men of the Southern Shore to deal with the shivering or staggering soldiers who were electrocuted.

As the enslaved soldiers who had mixed up among the enemy charged at the sacrifice, Meera grabbed the dangling pendant from her chest.

Daeaeng.

A strong wave erupted with a sound like a large bell ringing, and more than twenty slave soldiers hit their butts. Four or five of the dogs that were close to Mira struggled limbs, bleeding from their noses and ears.

“......al rumiros jodres cumios

les juntaris!”

Simos finished the murmur that began as a whisper and raised a light longsword. A silver rod-like figure protruded from the tip of the sword aimed at the enemy soldiers who had just crossed the river.

“Careful-”

“Avoid!”

The enemy soldiers were surprised and scattered, but the shape of the stick stuck between them only shook vaguely and did no harm.

While the soldiers were bewildered, Simos held out his left hand while reciting an incantation like a rapid-fire cannon.

“Judio-cium!” The ‘arrow lightning’ that flew with its tail hanging down like a beam of light hit the ‘lightning point’ stuck between the enemy soldiers.

Fain!

The lightning bolt, which was filled with mana, emitted an enormous current, and the enemy soldiers swept away by the discharge rolled their eyes and collapsed with smoke rising above their heads.

“Ponyx-sama!”

Before I knew it, Steedman, a stocky cast-iron covered in blood all over, ran as if rolling in front of the bi-corn.

“You came with Ellen. Then, whenever a yellow flash exploded somewhere in the south, that arrow would fly with a heavy charge. The arrows fired in succession boasted such threatening power that even the golden old man, who seemed to be a very high-level wizard, could not be ignored.

“Cole’s arrow.”

Steedman answered, catching his breath, and continued hastily, pointing in the direction of the fire.

“I looked over there. Get out of here, sir!”

“What do you mean you’re leaving?”

“yes? Will you keep fighting? With that pack of dogs?”

Steedman and Mira Simos, lined up in a row, looked up at me with ‘no way’ eyes.

I was about to say something when Sergeant Gotthrop, who was standing next to me, pointed north.

“Nari over there!”

Turning my head, I witnessed a pale sun rising over the lush greenery of the Zeln Tree.