Chapter 179 – For the Unknown (10)

“Now! Redemption magic down the left diagonal!”

“Uh? Yes!”

Wilfried, who rushed at me during the conversation without even noticing. Bloody chains rained down on his head.

Cheer La Rock-

“Kreuk?!”

Wilfried was caught in the air as it was. Taking this as a signal, the other archbishops who were confronting began to move at once.

“Detonate the chain, mass system attack in the front or whatever! And watch out for surprise attacks coming from behind!”

Wilfried crashed in the heat, and the predation of the air flying from the front was offset by a lump of blood hardened like a stone.

Lastly, the Archbishop of the Seething Calm who secretly attacked from behind…

“Force Grab!”

While Iona evaded, I counterattacked by throwing a dagger with telekinesis magic.

It seems that I can use simple magic even if my body is weak due to the aftereffects.

Unfortunately missed it.

He raised his smirk at the featureless features of the seething Archbishop of Silence who stared at him without saying a word.

He’s usually a spy, but he’s a dangerous guy who pretends to be an assassin when the need arises.

But as long as you know he exists, there is no need to be afraid.

The Seething Silence assassination event was a daily routine in the second half of H&A. You know roughly when and where it will pop up.

“This… !”

Iona, who belatedly noticed the existence of the assassin, swung her hand.

A half-moon-shaped blade of wind that shoots along its trajectory. Perhaps because of her hasty shot, it ended up slashing her side.

Holding on to her waist, Iona exploded in anger as she slowly melted into the air and disappeared.

“It’s not usually annoying to keep popping out! Yandel students beware too!”

“Ah, it’s okay because I’ll give you a warning before I surprise you. How have you dealt with it so far?”

“Was it just right?”

“… Is that knife poisoned?”

“My resilience is stronger!”

“…”

A vampire dog who became an ally.

While admiring inwardly. Ayla, who saw us fighting in unison without talking, started gnashing her teeth with a vicious force.

Adduk. Fast.

“Looks good… I and my future should have been like that too! If it wasn’t for my sister… !”

Ayla stares at this side with countless eyes while catching unimaginable faults.

Several of the pupils that served as arms began to light at the same time. I pulled on Iona’s forearm as I watched the magic eyes emitting different colors.

“Your brother said he would take care of it, right?! I don’t know anything on this side!”

“Don’t worry! I put blood shift on it, so no matter how many times I get hit by mistake, I won’t die! … And don’t mess with the lower arm!”

“Eh.”

But isn’t there a place where you can touch it? If her biceps don’t work, it’s only her chest.

… Anyway, even in the middle of the battle, there is no sense of danger to the extent of being strange.

Either the senses that were overworked today are gone, or the sense of security given by Iona’s arms is no joke. Will be one of the two

But I’m not going to give you time to think about which one. The magic from Ayla’s eyes exploded and attacked them.

“———!”

Light of various colors rushes with various forms.

At this, Iona muttered something and twisted her body to the fullest. The scenery of the place we were just before was distorted.

Is it the evil eye of distortion?

Since it distorts the space itself, it is an attack that causes the contents to become jumbled once hit.

No matter how good the regenerative power is, it takes a long time to recover from the dough state, so it must have been avoided.

And holding me

Even with her back slightly bent, Iona steadily recited her starting language.

“Take a hug! Crimson Fog!”

A bloody dark red fog surrounds Iona.

It consumes mana and vitality at the same time, but it was a magic that could be used for many purposes.

In this case, it seems to be a role that fits the magic eye instead. Since he has a lot of vitality, it would be perfect for a substitute.

In fact, the Crimson Fog received various attacks and status abnormalities such as freezing, explosion, and petrification, and was scattered in an instant.

The cardinal ranks are definitely great. If not blocked by Crimson Fog, each one is a magical eye that leads to fatal wounds.

The good news is that you can’t use the same magic eye in succession, and now the other eyes are shining.

If you put in enough time, you might be able to figure out a strategy through various restrictions… There is no time for that now.

As I said before, Ayla left everything to Iona, and I looked around to find something I could do.

“Wrap the lower half of the body with thorn bushes and descend vertically! After that, swing the weapon made with blood manipulation at a height slightly lower than the heart!”

“It’s not magic that can be used so quickly!”

While doing so, Iona falls by herself with sharp thorn bushes wrapped around her legs.

Perhaps it was possible to cast quickly by limiting her range to her own leg.

By the time I understood Iona’s blood magic, Iona gritted her teeth as if she understood the reason for my order.

“This! This! I’m sick too, Yandel student!”

“I heard you are used to being sick! And don’t worry! I’m going to get one too!”

“No consolation at all!”

Iona, who bruises this side and accelerates at the same time. It’s a much faster fall than expected.

This was possible because not only Iona’s power, but also the power of gravity manipulation, the lofty reigning power that was making a bewildered expression from afar, was combined.

It was probably meant to make Iona flinch with the sudden gravity.

For the support of the giant who rushes tirelessly from directly below.

Archbishop of the Reckless Roar. He’s a tough guy who gets back up after being hit by Iona’s attack several times and wields her fist… That ends here too.

“Quaaaaa!”

The guy screaming incomprehensibly reached out her hand towards Iona.

Back.

A huge gray palm grabbed Iona’s slender legs at once. Of course I caught it with a thorny bush wrapped around her leg.

Of course she would have done this knowing that she wouldn’t hurt herself.

Actually, Wilfried’s palm was not pierced by the thorns, and he held Iona’s leg while crushing it.

“Eww…”

“Kreung.”

The guy smiled with satisfaction at the light moan that flowed from Iona’s mouth. But it’s still too early for him to rejoice. Because that thorn bush has a different purpose.

Chow ah-!

The bushes growing between her palms weave Iona’s legs and Bill Frit’s arms together, tying them together.

“Cow?!”

The panicked guy tries to remove his arm, but it’s too late.

Because my magic was a little faster than the speed at which the bushes were torn apart.

“Force Grab!”

It’s weaker than a force hand and difficult to change direction, but… Still, enough psychokinesis magic to stab anyone.

Hey profit!

The shining lion’s dagger fell vertically and shot into the defenseless Wilfried’s eyes.

Even the eyelids are hard, but a cult is a cult. If it explodes with an additional hit after a critical hit, it should be able to pierce that level.

Fu-wook!

Flashes of light followed by screams of pain.

“Kwoaaaaa!”

It’s obvious, but he was as strong as his size, so he didn’t die in one hit.

Then you’ll have to stab it several times.

I raised the dagger again with the Force Grab and repeated the shot a couple of times. He suddenly felt that the time had come and lifted his upper body abruptly.

An unusual sound came from his waist as he forced his motionless body to move, but he had no time to pay attention to the pain.

That would be the case, too, because the sword that was swung aiming at my heart pierced her lungs.

“Ouch… !”

Even if the shield magic tool worked, I would break it at once and stab it this deeply.

Thanks to Blood Shift, no actual wounds remain, but only the pain is vividly conveyed.

Well, this level was tolerable because it was a level that I had felt many times in sparring with Iona.

The Archbishop of the Boiling Calm, who makes an expression as if he is slightly tired of me, who does not get out of the way and holds on steadfastly, no matter how many times I stab the sword left and right.

A large, beautiful shadow casts over his face.

A hideous-looking bloody ax created by Iona with her blood art. An ignorant weapon that seemed to cut a human as well as a non-human into pieces was swung in the blink of an eye.

“Haaaaa!”

A corpse crumbling in half without even leaving a will. And not long after, Wilfried’s side also met its end.

Wow!

Fu-wook!

A brilliance that I do not know how many times it has already risen. However, this time the dagger went in without much resistance.

A dagger embedded so deeply that the handle cannot be seen.

With one eye torn off, Wilfried convulsed and his body began to shrink.

Gray skin is normal flesh-colored skin. The huge figure that felt like a giant is changing into that of a dwarf adult male.

The corpse was naturally freed from the restraints of the thornbush, and fell to the ground, swaying powerlessly.

That was it. Wilfried could no longer rise and was completely silent.

All that was left was a dagger soaked in blood.

You got it done quicker than I thought. Originally, I would have had to do this a few more times.

It must have been that Iona wasn’t the only one who was being consumed.

The other cultists put on a bewildered look as if they couldn’t understand why they defeated two archbishops in a matter of seconds.

It’s a little funny to see Ayla, who was constantly muttering words of resentment, still hesitant.

Perhaps feeling a roughly similar sentiment, I poked Iona’s forearm as she blankly looked at her corpse on the ground.

“Professor, Professor.”

“Uh? Yes? What’s up, Yandel student?”

He pressed the scruff of her neck toward her mouth as she let out a bewildered voice that still lacked reality.

“Isn’t it about time to wash?”

“Ah, hick, ah… Yes. It was like that. Be still for a moment.”

“Well. Would that be difficult? Because it doesn’t look like the other side is just watching.”

But now, the only thing left for the opponent is the turbid union, lofty reign, and the archbishop of curved leisure.

The principal powers used are emptiness, gravity manipulation, and barrier creation, respectively.

There won’t be much synergy with those three, so it will be much easier to deal with.

However, Isla is still in danger, so the key here is how long Iona can keep her sanity.

“How is it? Do you think you can avoid it while vampiric?”

“Well, well. Wouldn’t it be somehow possible if Yandel students helped me?”

“I mean your brother.”

“… If you have Yandel students, you don’t need to save magic and blood, right? Then, wouldn’t it be okay if we just put our strength together and set up a tent?”

“Five. It just looked like a bad vampire from an old story.”

“Kang! Kang! I will suck them all up!”

Did the enemy’s power drastically decrease and the burden eased? Iona, as usual, shows a playful attitude and purses her lips.

A slight tingle felt on the nape of the neck at the same time as he smiled. After that, a sense of pleasure rises to the point of being hazy.

“Huh…”

Before I get distracted further, I hurriedly took out the best recovery potion from my inventory and put it in my mouth.

She glanced down at Iona’s leg, which was twisted and returned to its original state in an instant.

She, of course, also attacked her opponent desperately, aiming for the gap.

But.

“There will be barriers everywhere, so don’t move. Instead, blow a single attack as big as possible to the front.”

Most won’t even work.

In just a few steps, the long, long battle will be over.

Both Iona and I could face the end while still alive.

That’s enough.