Chapter 448 – Eugenics in the New World (15)
[Auuuuu───!!]
In the moonlit night, Berserk’s howling rang out.
It was the cry of Lirua, who climbed the tallest building nearby.
It was more like a wolf than a fox, but since it’s the same canine family, it must be similar.
Doo doo doo… !!
At the howling that echoed far away, the troll puppies, who seemed to be a diversion and a separate unit, started running. There were also a couple of ogres.
Unlike Fran, I couldn’t see it because it was dark, but I could tell just by hearing the heavy footsteps. It wasn’t long before I saw that face in the light of the city lights.
“They are all familiar faces.”
They were the cubs from the memory of the furry troll.
Can we call it prowess? There was no load. Probably because I couldn’t keep up with the fast march.
‘Is this the reason these bastards deliberately waited until night?’
A strategy I haven’t heard of in my captured memories.
It was probably a plan made in haste after realizing that Benjamin was his own kind. By bypassing the quick-footed and strong SS, he took advantage of an escape plan that only Benjamins would do.
What if it fails? You just have to regroup.
‘Because we won’t abandon the wall and launch an attack.’
Very human beings are only subjected to deception tactics. I feel like an Italian pasta army fighting Rommel.
“Hey, I’m sorry!!! Red raid——!!!!!!”
The guards on the wall, wary of the darkness, were puzzled by my shouting, and when they heard the sound of footsteps, they fired firecrackers into the sky. Multi-colored fireworks exploded in the sky.
Beopbeobung! Bang-!!
The magic of firecrackers seen in circuses embroidered the sky. I guess it was a magic that was made to be used like this.
Whiririk, Chuck—! Lirua came down from the roof.
[I called the children of my village. I would come if the fight hadn’t started.]
She said as if her throat was sharp. Since the firecrackers were fired, the main troll of the troll king will march right away, but if you give your back to those bastards of the bodyguard, you’ll be screwed. Let’s hope for forgiveness for leaving the camp.
The troll king’s bodyguards grew little by little. It was proof that we were getting closer.
“The three of us go first! Go and never move and wait for me to come!”
I pushed my mother-in-law and wives to their scheduled points. I couldn’t waste the rare
“Understand? In that hideout, there’s nothing but the Troll King and his shaman underling! Don’t turn on the lights just because it’s dark, rely on Fran’s sensing ability to hold your breath! I’ll follow you in 10, no, 20 minutes!”
“Hey!! What are you going to do!!”
“You can call Veronica again!! There will be enough mana left to blow me away!”
If it’s not enough, just drink some mana potions. I couldn’t hide my anxiety, but I pushed the three people in just before the scheduled time, and I suddenly came to my senses with my hand holding my arm tightly.
Very small hands. It was franc.
“Do not worry. Nor can’t you hurt yourself in a hurry?”
The footsteps of the Troll King’s bodyguard and the howls of the warriors of the Berserk line who responded to my mother’s call as they ran across the rooftops disturbed my ears. It was a cold and savage late night in which there was no silence at night.
But even then, Frank’s voice was clearly audible.
The beautiful blue eyes that looked at me shone as if begging me to believe. I felt the strength in my shoulders relax at the bright light.
“… Yes. It’s my job to worry, not you.”
“Huh. I just need to know.”
Fran laughed bitterly. I had nothing to say, so I put the scepter containing more mana into her hand.
“If you fight, use it. The troll king bastard is crazy about that.”
“Yes. Should I come soon? Are you going to get mad at me if I’m late?”
We had a light conversation as if we were setting up a date.
Right after that moment, light burst out and enveloped the three of them. I stepped back so as not to be swept away by
Lightly…
As if the powder of light stretched into the sky, it remained in the air like a pillar.
It was the first time I was in a position left behind by the movement of space. The sound of a fierce advance disturbed my ears, which were immersed in the brief aftertaste.
[… They look like horny dogs. I just had a lot of Cyworld sensibility, but there was no time to enjoy it.]
I squeezed it tightly as if not wanting to miss the touch of the wedding ring on my hand.
I stopped moving my hand towards the spear bracelet. In many ways, I felt like I wanted to hit it with my bare hands. Virgo’s lingering feelings of sentimentality would have to be shattered with machoism punches.
[You went too. We have enough.]
It was literally an instant crisis, but Lirua smiled friendly, exposing her fangs. I laughed along too.
[Nope. I was thinking of turning this crisis into a chance.]
Unlike the laughter, there was an eerie life in my eyes.
The huge monsters, who had no idea how they had crawled out of their mother’s womb, were all heavily armed. In other words, it was also said that there was a high possibility that they were the ones who obtained the old mana.
‘The commonality of my mana inheritance phenomenon is that the enemy has the old god’s mana.’
Considering that, this is the level up time right before the raid. Thanks to this burning chance and Benjamin’s pup, I had to fill the gap with the Troll King with Beast Regression, which ranks up.
However, the window could not be used.
When I hit the ogre wizard or the furry troll with my spear at Wingling In Village, I couldn’t get the old mana from them. I’m still not sure what that means, but it was a waste of mana to be sucked into a distant place.
[Is Rirua really okay? It’s a losing role.]
[We ran away too and gave the artifact to those guys. Responsibility? There is something And if we run away from here, the young kids who left the village will have no place to return to.]
─It’s hard. When asked with her fists ringing, Li Rua answered by lowering her tail.
[We, the Picts, are friends who live in the same land. So don’t fight until you die. But——they are not friends.]
─Shashak, Shashak, Shasak!!
As the Troll King’s bodyguard got closer, the Winglings, who had broken away from the walls, stepped on the roof and came over. The lion beast, who had already competed with me, had already arrived around here.
[Rrrr…]
The Wingling warriors bared their teeth as if they hadn’t heard an explanation.
Rirua stood at the forefront.
[And the role of losing money? That’s not right.]
Sharp claws protruded from the fingers of the beast growing from the girl’s wrist.
[You haven’t forgotten, have you? ──That we like fighting.]
After whispering so with her girlish smile on her face, Li Rua roared wildly with her beastly expression, as if her lightning had struck her.
[Ruooooo──────!!!!]
[Ruooooo──!!!!]
[Ruooooo──!!!!]
The Winglings, following their mother in the form of a girl, each occupied High Ground and took up arms. I smiled and looked at the abandoned carriage next to me.
“Oh, onduaag!!! Nomduri Onduaaaaa!!!!!!”
Benjamin struggled with a body that was only a few minutes before becoming a corpse, as if trauma had set in. Was his scum still alive. You sat there talking trolls that didn’t make any sense.
“Heh heh heh…”
I turned my anger into laughter.
Laughter from extreme rage.
This is also the soul of Koreans.
“Thank you, faggot. If you think about it carefully, you found the Trojan Horse in advance.”
If it were those bastards, they might have broken the gate with a thin boundary, and didn’t they open my burning event by dividing the enemies like this? It could be said that it had its own merits.
At the point when it was discovered that the operation was originally diversionary, it became a fucking tactic of sequential input of forces.
“Shar, be shalleo!!! The woman is also good!!! I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry!!!!!”
I couldn’t hear what it was saying. A language that my papago doesn’t recognize, where the hell are trolls from!
Wouldn’t this baby be able to interpret the book from the unknown chew of Im Moralis? I murmured, feeling pity for the possibility of Benjamin, who had blossomed when my life was on the verge.
“He’s about to die… I held on well, but it seems the time has come to end it.”
Thick… !!
I lifted the wagon and smashed it with a bare hug. A moaning sound came from inside the car during the scrapping process, reminiscent of the separate collection of PET bottles. The overflowing blood soaked my feet.
I never thought I would suck until the last blood festival in my life. A thoroughly trained troll.
“It doesn’t work!!! Kyumyeondora!! This Wishang Mya Charyul Byu Shuji Mya!!! Gyumandeum–!!!”
I’m going to have a good time. As I strained my arms more, I adorned the last words he would hear with a sneer.
“Benjamin, go!!! With ugly memories!!!!”
I burned the crushed wagon with the flames of the Blood Magic Artisan and threw it at the trolls who ran close by.
─Shwatto!!!
The flame carriage that flew like a shot exploded like a wheel of flame in Japanese mythology, and became a valuable cricket boiler in the cold winter of a troll crossing the castle gate.
[Quaaaaa!!!]
[Kyaaaaa!!!]
The death of the two trolls made harmony.
Throw it and immediately check the top of the castle wall.
The soldiers don’t seem to have seen it all. As soon as I realized that fact, my face immediately showed a grievous look, like an office worker working overtime without receiving a paycheck.
“You trolls!! How dare you harm the young lord’s older brother!!!! I will not forgive you——!!!!!”
I dashed towards the very brightly lit drawbridge as if it were a final fight. Tongues of fire licked my cheeks, warming the hardened coating of the beast return.
Blood Demonic Art
Calamity End
I danced with the blue phoenix as I slammed the relic mace with the flame-covered capital.
