Absolutely Do Not Touch Eldmia Egga

Chapter 643

EP·643

It is said that in the past, when the war between the gods was at its peak, the gods who were about to die sacrificed themselves to help the other gods.

When I first heard it, I thought it was just a part of the agape love of the gods.

However, as I gathered various pieces of information about Laika, who extracted divine power from the corpse of a dead evil god, engaged in a backstabbing relay with the evil god they believed in, and was cursed but still knew how to use power, and the dead good god’s spirit was still active, and achieved yet another mysterious evolution simply because she was holding a piece of Este, I couldn’t help but have many questions.

All the gods couldn’t lose their divinity and die, so where did their divinity go?

The evil god discovered by the Demon King’s army must have been defeated and killed by the good gods. If that is true, then why did the gods neglect his divinity?

In the first place… was it really true that what the Demon King’s army discovered was the corpse of an evil god?

[It’s hard to absorb in this state. I have to put it back together.]

A single word from Este clears away the deepening doubts and forces us to face reality once again.

The vampires that were holding on without turning into a slurry despite the fragments of Este’s sword digging into them and stirring their insides vigorously, and the four knights that were keeping me in check. In fact, if we were simply enemies, the situation would not have been that complicated or difficult.

If you suddenly drop a needle, all the knights will start dying. But it’s not like a human being would cut them all down just because they weren’t trolling and even the dwarves were swayed by the charm, right?

“What the hell did you put in my body!!”

Looking at the vampire’s claws, shedding tears of blood and struggling, it seems like he has some time to spare.

“Shall I tell you?”

I shook my esthetic while looking at the vampire who turned his head as if his neck was about to break at my one word, and gave him a mocking laugh that I made with the utmost sincerity to make him feel bad.

“What are you looking at? If you were me, would you tell me?”

And then I threw the Estée at the guy who fell for the cheap provocation with good cost-effectiveness and frowned again.

-Crack!

“Cough?!”

To the vampire’s eyes, it would have seemed as if the Este I had dropped on the ground had suddenly risen from the blade. However, the sword technique I attempted after a long time by drawing up my magical power was a full-fledged strike that contained all of my magical power manipulation that I had developed while throwing needles in countless battles.

I can guarantee that even the buffalo horns of the javelins we encountered in Levien in the past would not be able to easily block this.

“Ugh, hmph···”

That kid, whose physical abilities were far inferior to his, needless to say, in fact, he couldn’t even react properly and couldn’t block it, and even with his uselessly strong body, he allowed Este to dig deep to the point where the cross guard touched his chest without even putting up a fight.

“Ugh… Aaaah! What the…?! What the fuck! Kill him! Kill that bastard right now!!”

It would be nice if the scream of rupture was a signal of death, but it seems that is not the case, as no place is falling apart. Perhaps the pieces that were scattered during the process of Este’s sword being restored to its original state are gathering together as they tear through the vampire’s body.

In any case, judging by the fact that he only gave short orders and then tried to pull out the Este stuck in his chest, it doesn’t seem like he’s capable of making cool-headed decisions, and it doesn’t seem like he’d be able to interfere with the fight in that state.

Of course, it’s not like the knights can’t be subdued even if that kid interferes, but the real problem is not that, but that there’s a chance that the knights could be used like a self-walking potion, so it’s not a bad situation.

“Did you put a rag in your mouth? Speak more politely.”

I couldn’t help but feel happy seeing the mosquitoes suffering, so I added a word and relaxed my shoulders and adjusted my posture.

The knights rushed at me, replicating the precise movements they had shown when dealing with vampires.

Most of the enemies I’ve faced so far haven’t been using shields, so the sight of knights rushing forward while protecting themselves with large tower shields was refreshing in many ways, but in other words, it was just about that much.

It’s not threatening at all. A shield is only useful when it can block an opponent’s attacks.

Even when dealing with vampires, the knight who tried to attack first rushed forward with his shield. It was by no means a light shield, but he attempted to charge in an exemplary manner, neither dragging the tip of his shield on the ground nor raising it too high.

How much effort did it take to be able to maintain that posture without shaking? I briefly admired the knight’s skill and kicked with all my might toward the inside bottom of the shield.

-Wow!

Then, even though I had expected it, the shield snapped inward with a loud noise that surprised even me, and knocked the knight down.

The moment his foot touched the ground, he felt the knight’s resistance as he tried to hold on by applying strength, but it was only for a moment. He couldn’t even step on the step again because he had stepped on the shield he was holding on his arm. He had no way to hold his body back unless he tore the shield apart with his strength.

I took advantage of the gap where the knight fell forward and dodged to the side. I forced myself to maintain my nerves, which had been raised to their limit, and aimed for the gap between the knight’s face and shield.

The left hook, fired with a short breath, hit the knight’s chin with perfect accuracy and escaped. Even if he didn’t faint, it was conveyed from the tip of the fist that this was a blow that would never happen again for a while.

But there is no time to stop and be satisfied. As I was disabling one knight, three other knights closed the gap and aimed for my neck with their swords.

But what I felt when I saw that behavior was not tension, but joy.

If they were sane knights, they would never have made the mistake of aiming for the neck with all three of them. Two of them should have anticipated my movements and stabbed me in other parts where they could block my next move.

Thanks to this, we can see that the command by fascination is never perfect.

It doesn’t matter whether it was a result of an unstable fascination or an error caused by being too completely caught up in the mind. After all, it was a good thing for me.

-Kagagak!

Because they flew in aiming for the neck, the three swords collided and split among themselves without me having to do anything.

If it had ended there, it would have been better for the knights, but it is impossible for three knights to wield their swords with exactly the same strength. Naturally, the stronger knight would interfere with the other knights’ sword path, resulting in a large, irreversible gap.

The knights’ gap was large enough to avoid by simply bending down on your knees and waist to duck. The moment you meet the gaze of those six eyes, your brain starts spinning rapidly, wondering what the most ideal attack would be to subdue these three.

And at the same time, the fist that stretched out freely was the strongest of the three, and it struck the chin of the knight who had deflected everyone’s attacks from below.

When he wondered, ‘Is this right?’, he had already rolled his eyes and was holding onto the knight’s hand in the middle with the hand he had retrieved from the knight who was falling down. Perhaps because he had seen his comrades fall down after being hit in the face twice, he boldly put down his shield and tried to protect his face.

It was a good decision for me, not for him.

It was chosen because it was the easiest to cause a concussion, but there are many parts of the human body that can incapacitate the brain.

-Bang!

“Ugh!?”

The plate armor he was wearing was by no means cheap, so my fists were very sore, but in the end, I succeeded in stamping a pretty fist mark on the chin area of ​​his breastplate.

The face of the falling knight turned into a shock and he gasped for breath as if in slow motion. I felt a little sorry for him, but I felt a mental victory that it was better than dying, and I turned my gaze boldly to the last knight.

The tower shield that the knight who was hit by the sword hastily placed falls to the ground, revealing the knight’s astonished gaze that was hidden beyond it.

“dragon···?”

This time, I flinched at that reaction. Unlike the knights who had been neutralized before, it was a reaction that seemed to have come to his senses. For a moment, I thought it was a trick attempted by the vampire, and when I was about to extend my fist again, a shout from behind stopped my actions.

“Hero! Now target the vampires!”

It was the voice of the captain of the escort.

It was a moment when it was harder to resist the urge to turn my head and look back than to just throw a punch, but I still gritted my teeth and looked at the vampire. Even though I thought it might be stupid, I was able to act that way only because of Esmue’s evaluation of the captain of the guard.

Despite his lack of skill, he is the man that Esmue insisted on putting in the position of captain and as his bodyguard.

In some way, he was freed from the charm and the charm he had been subjected to on the knight was barely released. Since he couldn’t trust him right away, he decided to trust Esmuye, who trusted him.

“Ahhhhhhh!!”

Only then does the senses that had been contracted to the limit begin to flow back to normal, splitting time into tens and hundreds, and the vampire’s screams of pain reach my ears.

On the outside, it looked much better than before, so much so that I thought it had fully recovered, and it was a vampire trying to pull out the Este stuck in its chest, but to me, who could sense the divine power, a completely different scene unfolded.

“Why is there such a sword···!”

Este was extracting divine power from every part of her body that she touched, even using the handle the vampire was holding to extract herself.

Just looking at it, it was clear that no one would call it a holy sword, but a demon sword.

“Kuaaaah!!”

The body of the vampire resisting it is gradually swelling up. It is not simply expanding like something that is self-destructing, but its muscles are growing. It is actually not effective. The muscles of the vampire Estega, which seemed unmoving, are gradually being pulled out as it approaches Catherine.

Considering the speed at which he absorbed divine power when dealing with the stone-thrower, it was right to assume that the damned mosquito still had some power left.

“Making real fucking armor is fucking hard.”

I don’t know what other abilities the guy has. This time, he may order me to commit suicide after seeing me trying to subdue the knights without bloodshed.

“Jump-off was enough with a flying dragon!”

In the end, this time I didn’t have much of a choice. I tried to shoulder tackle the vampire while wearing a arrogant look.

Before the vampire’s body could grow any bigger, I charged at it with all my might. I felt a heavy weight from my shoulder, but it wasn’t too heavy to lift. I stepped forward with the feeling of pushing diagonally from below, and with a very brief moment of resistance, the vampire’s body was lifted like a load.

“What the hell are you doing?!”

The bewildered vampire struggled to let go of Este’s hand, but this time, the creature was caught by Este and just struggled. I was so impressed by that sight that I ran forward and shouted at Este.

“I’ll compromise by putting a jewel in the scabbard later!”

And as soon as I got to the end of the train, I jumped out with all my might.