My Villains Episode 177
42. Bridle (9)
Utequai stood up while pouring out large and small pieces of stone and stumbled for a moment before balancing.
“Mmm.”
After looking around a couple of times, he tapped the man lying next to him to wake him up.
“Hey hey.”
“……No.”
The man who was lying on the ground with blood dripping from his head frowned. Then, after blinking a couple of times, he suddenly stood up.
“How did this happen?”
“It’s an explosion.”
Utequai’s dark gaze turned westward. Because the gate collapsed, the stones formed a small mound, and sand and dust rose above it.
The people who climbed the gate tower could not even be found, as if they were all caught up in the collapse. All he could see now was red blood flowing down the rubble and mangled chunks of flesh.
“Attilia is that bitch.”
“Attilia? Who is that?”
“I am a warrior of the nude people. A warrior who borrowed power from beyond.”
Utequai said that and picked up a large dolma that had been scattered nearby. Langbolt, the male knight whose face was stained with blood, patted his neck and grunted.
“Since she’s a nude woman, she’s a force from beyond, so she’s just talking nonsense.”
Langboldt brushed the dust off his mustache and quickly grasped the situation.
Fainted after a purple flash, the collapsed gateway Soldiers in confusion Enemies running past the farmland…
“Ha. It’s very cliché, yes.”
Langbolt, who had a wry smile, frowned as he saw a figure rise above the ruins of the gate.
“oh.”
Violet light scattered through the haze of dust. The figure, engulfed in the light, rose about three or four feet from the ground.
That alone was mysterious enough, but the silhouette of Inyoung amplified the eccentricity. It was because four tentacles-like things were wriggling behind the back of the long, slender figure who deflected the long spear.
“…that’s pretty novel.”
Utequai walked past Langvolt, who muttered that and drew his sword.
“Girl, I’m in charge. You take care of the soldiers.”
“…What do you do? I don’t like dealing with magicians either.”
Langboldt nodded and jumped over a pile of wooden fences nearby.
“The enemy is coming, get ready!”
The sergeants and senior soldiers who came to their senses at Langbolt’s voice kicked the conscripts and began to clear up the confusion.
Then Utequai kicked off the ground and began charging like an angry buffalo. Loud shouts followed.
“Atilia-!”
Despite the angry voice calling her, Atilia showed no reaction. It only stretched tentacles, or ‘lances of the void’, emitting eye light through the dust.
When I saw it not too long ago, there were only two spears of emptiness she extended. Now twice as many spears were sticking their heads out.
But Utequai didn’t look too flustered.
“Whoa.” Calm, deep breathing that doesn’t go well with a fierce rush.
With that breath, the mother’s natural powers nestled in Utequai’s grasp. Dolme’s hair was dyed the color of grass.
Suuuung-
Dolme’s head was swung as if it had been plucked from the back of her thigh. So it accelerated in an instant.
The purple tentacles that Atilia stretched out aimed at Utequai’s eyes, neck, chest and belly. Then, being caught up in a pale green afterimage, it was crushed and bounced off.
“O” —–
As Atilia groaned softly at the pain of losing her limbs, Utequai shouted at her.
“Stop! If you become our enemy, you will die!”
However, instead of answering, Atilia raised the mental wave by flashing her eyes.
“Haaa-”
Her mental waves gathered at the pineal gland. At that moment, the passage to the void was opened and the third eye opened.
Utequai didn’t just watch Atilia’s unusual change.
“Athar Marta (Mother God)-!”
An arrow pierced the air before Ute Quai leaped over the ruins of the gateway. Cole, an archer who had just recovered his spirit from the trench behind him, fired an arrow in line with Utequai’s attack.
Ugh.
However, Atilia, who was emitting light as if an amethyst was embedded in her forehead, deflected the arrow without lifting a finger. Six purple tentacles sprouting from her cervical vertebrae were surrounding her.
Shaped like a monster in a legend, Atilia rose about 1 meter from the ground and exuded a terrifying atmosphere.
However, the opponent was not good.
“Woooooooooo-!”
Ute Kwai jumped up with his thighs inflated and his body leaned back. Then, I squeezed the muscles of my whole body and took the dolme down.
The void spears sprouted in six branches wrapped around Atilia as if holding hands, but
wow!
“ぅ”
The shockwave exploded and at the same time, the purple tentacles scattered as if they were breaking or melting.
The dolme used by Utequai, also known as the ‘Village of Slonhe’, was a Noble Phantasm that had the power to banish existence from another dimension. Just as other spirits are kicked out of Middle-earth by being hit by a sledgehammer, the power derived from the void is also scattered in that Noble Phantasm.
However, it was not completely incapacitated. Because it was Atilia who drew power from the void, and Atilia was definitely a being of the middle world.
“Ew-”
She repaired the distorting windows of emptiness in an instant just by opening her third eye even wider.
“Renovation!”
Utequai growled fiercely and began to move his body dynamically. The reddish muscles waved wildly, and the light green afterimage left behind by Dolme continued inexorably.
He stepped forward, swinging a dolme, twisting his back, shaking his shoulders, and snapping his arms. The movement was like a happy dance.
The weapon technology of the grassland tribe ‘Rikuwa’ was unfolded in the hands of the great warrior.
Her body movements seemed sluggish at first glance, but Dolme’s head slapped Atilia, ripping out the air.
Kwakwang!
“Ugh!”
Every time Atilia drew power from the void and repaired the void spear, U Tequai broke it.
She bit her lower lip until it bled in excruciating pain. Following his instinct, he turned around backwards and threw out the ‘white thorn’ of the spear he was holding back.
Utequai moved exquisitely, deflecting the spear with the hilt, and at the same time striking Atilia’s stomach with a dolma.
Wow!
Atilia, who had been violently splattered over a distance of about 10 meters, opened her mouth wide.
“Huh gee-”
she gasped, coughing up blood mixed with pieces of intestine. Utequai strode towards her as she scratched the ground.
Although the two had once saved each other’s lives back to back, there was not a single hesitation in Utequai’s hollow eyes.
“Ah uh-”
Atilia instinctively lifted the steel scale protector, also known as the ‘reflection guard’, on her left arm, but boom! The raging dolme broke her arm at once.
“77 heart uh-” As
the broken elbow bone ripped through the flesh, Atilia bit into a bubble of blood and opened her golden eyes.
Her mind was clouded, the pineal passage narrowed, and her third eye also lost its light.
The moment Utequai didn’t care and tried to break Atilia’s head.
“Antina iidaana (you damned)!”
Along with the old man’s venomous voice that came from somewhere, a black energy clung to Utequai’s face.
” hmm?”
Even Ute Kwai was taken aback by the sudden curse.
The sky and the earth turned upside down before my eyes. Terrible screams rang in the ears, the acrid smell of burning corpses stung the nostrils, and a bitter taste of chewing gall in the mouth. It was even weirder not to panic.
It was an old man who cursed him. He shouted in a nude mermaid at Atilia.
“Arise, Atilia!”
Protected by two servants, the old man hiding behind the ruins of the gate was Del Oto, one of the elders of the al-Qadari clan.
“Can’t you hear me! Wake up!”
Despite his shouting, Atilia blinked her unfocused eyes and scratched the ground, but there was no response.
“This- useless bitch!”
Del Otto took out a pendant with a dark green gem in it. Then, while holding it, he muttered an ominous sound that he couldn’t understand.
“Stop-”
Then the third eye, which had been losing its light, opened wide again and Attilia stood up.
No, it wasn’t a body lift.
It was as if something invisible had grabbed her head and pulled her up.
“Ugh”
“Attilia! Kill that savage!” Atilia, who had spat out a little blood, turned to Del O’To. She had the face of a spoiled child, not the clan’s foremost warrior.
“… Hara Hara”
“That stupid bitch, wake up! The fate of the clan depends on you!”
“Uh uh.”
After staggering for a moment, Atilia shook her head, pulled out the six tentacles again, and fired them straight at Utequai.
Fu-wook! Cursed and floundering, Ute Kwai was unaware of the raid.
“Kuu-”
Utequai, who had been pierced through the left hand, forearm, shoulder, chest, thigh and abdomen, staggered backwards.
His skin was as tough as that of a rhinoceros, but the spear of the void was powerful enough to tear through thin iron plates.
At least he was able to save his life thanks to instinctively crouching down to protect his neck as soon as something stabbed him in the chest.
Utequai let go of Dolme after a short thought. Then, he whipped his right arm around quickly and grabbed the purple tentacles with his forearm and grip.
Then he swelled his forearm and pulled on a bundle of tentacles. Then, as if fifteen strong men had struggled, Atilia was helplessly dragged there.
Gritting
her teeth, Atilia stopped resisting and started running toward Utequai. Then, after kicking up the white spear that was lying on the floor and grabbing it, he hurled his body and attacked Utequai.
A white spear resembling mistletoe was about to pierce the Daejeonsa’s neck. The tattoo on Utequai’s back flashed black.
Uung-
The ‘Night Sky Blessing Tattoo’ depicting the pouring Milky Way flashed and threw Atilia away.
“ぅ”
Atilia, who had flown more than 20 meters, unconsciously put her left arm on the ground and groaned. The previously broken bone pierced the flesh and touched the scale guard.
As she lost her balance due to intense pain and fell to the ground, Del Otto couldn’t overcome the frustration and shouted again.
“I awakened the power of the void, so what the hell are you doing! Now is not the time to be snared by all people like that-”
Those words didn’t follow through to the end.
It was because an attendant suddenly tugged at his sleeve.
“Billion what is this-”
“Bow down, Elder.”
“What?”
It was only then that Del Otto remembered that he had heard of some gold attribute during his turmoil.
When I looked down, I saw a short arrow the size of my palm lying on the floor. It was an arrow that had just been aimed at his neck.
“It’s an ambush.”
“Ambush? who?”
“I do not know.”
The attendants, dressed in loose-fitting clothes, drew swords from their waists with calm faces. The eyes looking back at me were very sharp.
They were not ordinary attendants, but ‘Hareskis’, the elite warriors and sacred guards of the clan.
One of the Hareskis glanced back and surveyed Count Tristan’s army.
The army was already right in front of Longville. Archers were shooting arrows, and spearmen armed with chain mail were ready to rush over the collapsed barriers and gates at any moment.
“It is dangerous here. Join them-”
After saying that, Hareskis quickly raised his hand and covered his face.
A dagger was stuck in the back of his hand as if it had sprouted. He could have screamed because his hand had been pierced so suddenly, but Hareskis just looked around with an expressionless face.
Hareskis, who had been hit by a dagger in his left hand, asked his colleague.
“Did you see it?”
“no.”
“Take the Elder on your back. I will take your back.”
“okay.”
As soon as that short conversation was over, the man who had been hit by the dagger suddenly collapsed. And then it just went extinct.
“Sigh.”
Realizing that the man was dead, Del Otto trembled and held his breath.
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Hareskis, the only one left, looked sideways at his dead comrade.
Blackened hands and foamy mouth.
‘It’s a deadly poison. The one who made the ambush has yet to see a shadow.
‘ ” Please stick close .
You never know when the dagger will come flying.
” The moment
the blade was pulled back,
Hareskis met the assassin’s eyes. Four
hundred eyes radiating a vicious light. The eyes of a murderer with narrow black pupils.
The cloaked group of assassins pushed the dead Del Otto at Hareskith, who
set the body aside and brandished his curved sword, but the group lowered their noses into the ground behind him. He turned around.
” Q
Hareskis moaned softly at the tingling sensation in his heel.
Fufufufu.
The lump that split his Achilles tendon stabbed him once in the groin, nape, and heart. In an instant, Hareskith, who was hit all over, fell to the ground. At that moment, Count Tristan’s army rushed in.
”
In the name of my lord’s light!”
“For Count Tristan!
” Then, after exhaling a hot breath, he hid himself again.
