90. Icarus
“sh*t?”
Petriel glared at me once with a snarling face.
Whoops, puffy.
It crashed somewhere far away.
Seeing this, Orhel murmured.
“Wow, Mr. Did you get it done?”
I didn’t expect to spit out lines stuck in that cliché here.
I glanced at him.
“If you talk like that, even the one who really killed you will come back to life.”
“What do you mean, brother?”
“Don’t say such nonsense.”
And then I walked forward.
“And. There’s no way the perfect Petriel would die from just that small amount of poison.”
Orhel answered by following me by my side.
“Is that true? Even if it is. Did you mix Drettnor’s venom with Manticore’s venom? It’s amazing?”
“It’s the first time I’ve used it on a living creature.”
In fact, the effect of the poison was much better than I thought.
‘Even a small amount like that is enough to make the perfect Petriel fall…’
He wouldn’t die, but a momentary gap would be enough.
And even yet this was not power.
If that amount increases again…
Unexpectedly, I thought it might be a spleen room.
* * *
Petriel fell on the floor and coughed.
“Cool, cool!”
that short time.
I don’t know what kind of poison he used, but I lost my sense of balance in an instant and my eyes blurred.
I never imagined that I would experience such shame even with six wings.
That made it all the more embarrassing.
‘Dare…… Dare! A lower race…!’
Meanwhile.
This new body has already recovered most of the poison.
“Two!”
Petriel spat out the remaining venom and raised her head again.
Petriel stood up on her knees.
he looked down at his arms
The muscle strength was swollen beyond imagination.
Again, the energy overflowed like an explosion.
Vampire Load?
A lowly human who believes in only one poison-like miscellaneous skill and goes on a rampage?
In front of the angel of the highest rank with six wings, he would be nothing more than a mere creature.
‘If I’m not vigilant, it’s only natural that I’ll win!’
It was just that he was momentarily taken aback by the sudden use of a mean, unexpected poison.
Even after using the poison, he couldn’t help himself.
‘The difference in class is obvious.’
timely.
I heard footsteps approaching this way.
Petriel, who had acquired extremely sensitive senses, knew right away that it was Rohan and the others.
He looked up at the sky for a moment.
Thick trees covered the sky.
Of course, it would be fun to shoot overwhelmingly in the air, but…
‘It would be fun to let them realize before they die how reckless they have attacked. Whoop whoop……’
Petriel slowly backed away.
He hid himself in the darkness of the bushes.
* * *
Sabakin, Sabakin.
Only the sound of stepping on the leaves could be heard faintly.
Hiding even the sound of breathing.
We moved forward bit by bit.
In the meantime.
I squinted my eyes and stood on my feet.
‘Look at this? Are you in an ambush? I’ll start with a surprise attack and then take it head-on, right?’
He hides his presence quite well, normally I would have missed it, but…
I couldn’t fool my third eye, which had been concentrating with all my might like now.
Following my hand signal, those who followed me also stopped moving.
Everyone’s eyes were on me.
I pointed in the direction of Petriel with my finger.
All of them nodded their heads in response.
If you move as you have already prepared, you will be able to deal with the newcomer complete with six wings for the first time.
In the original work, he faced Petriel, who was fully matured.
‘Of course, I had a hard time at the time, but…’
It would have been better to cut off the buds now to get rid of the aftereffects.
I motioned to Andrew, Diaz, and Grendel to build a camp around him.
They started moving again to position themselves according to the prearranged plan.
I looked at Orhel for the last time.
Orhel’s condition did not look very comfortable.
I was pretending to be fine, but…
Sharply exposed fangs.
Eyes that turned even redder.
And to the overall massive muscles.
At a glance, you could mistake it for someone else.
Orhel also looked at me, perhaps noticing my gaze.
I spoke to him without making a sound.
“Are you okay?”
He answered without making a sound, making a circle with his fingers.
“Of course, Brother.”
Did Orhel sense Petriel’s ambush like I did?
He stared at the exact spot where he was hiding and continued.
“But I think it’ll feel a little better if I relieve my stress a little.”
Even as he whispered, his lips trembled.
It felt like I was barely holding on to my reason.
to him I
“Then, let’s give up swinging first.”
showed great understanding.
The corners of Orhel’s mouth smirked.
I mean, with a thumbs up.
“As expected, Brother!”
And then he ran away with great speed.
Starting with Lord Orhel’s advance.
Named after someone who got too close to the sun and eventually fell.
Operation Icarus has begun.
* * *
The appearance of Lord Orhel, maddened by the smell of blood, was a look befitting an apex predator.
The sight of him running straight through the woods and running straight without fear was like.
It seemed like a mixture of a green giant of monstrous strength, who became stronger when he lost his reason and became angry, and a monster like a wolf with a very hard blade protruding from the back of his hand.
In fact, his nails were also sharpened.
‘The smell of a large amount of blood is enough…if you really decided to vampirize…’
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Just imagining it gave me chills.
Will even the current me be able to stop the full-powered Orhel?
I don’t think it will be unilaterally won.
On the contrary, I did not think that it would overwhelm unilaterally.
It seemed like they had to gather all the power they had and set up a strategy and attack.
To that extent, Orhel was showing overwhelming wildness simply by leaping.
‘I’m glad I’m a vegetarian.’
while thinking like that.
Orhel had already reached the place where Petriel was.
Petriel was hiding in a tree full of leaves.
Orhel, who knew that, swung her nails without hesitation.
f*ck!
With a grotesque sound that doesn’t sound like you’ve scratched wood with your fingernails.
Half of the tree trunk is blown away.
Orhel then stretched out the other fist.
Wow!
I swung a tree half blown away and hit it.
It was a really ignorant way.
And at the same time, it was the fastest way.
slanted……
Indeed, before a few seconds had passed, that huge tree leaned over.
Blaze, Blaze!
It fell with a cracking sound.
Thanks to that, Petriel, who was ambushing from above, now has a significantly reduced number of players.
He, too, chose the bold side.
It showed up right away and jumped down.
“Yes! That monster who loses his temper and goes wild is the true face of you people who talk about being a road, isn’t it?”
“If I really lost my temper, you’re already behind!”
“Well, if you do, you will kneel at my feet.
“Hey, yeah. Come on Drew! Drew you bastard!”
Petriel from top to bottom.
And Orhel from bottom to top.
Two monsters collided.
* * *
A vampire lord who revealed his true nature.
An angel who took six wings and became perfect.
In fact, when the two of them confronted me.
One side prevailed.
It was on the side of Petriel.
In the original work, Petriel with six wings also appeared.
The vampire lord, Drettnor, also appeared.
The difference between the two was clear.
Drettnor’s defeat.
Since she already had four wings, she was Petriel, who was almost on the same level as Drettnor.
What can I say at the point of time after becoming a whole?
But surprisingly, Orhel was not pushed by him.
‘This could be…… I’m not going to step out?’
Orhel’s combat power was beyond my imagination.
On the other hand, the perfect Petriel was showing a little less than I remembered.
It should be much faster than that, and much stronger…
‘Am I still less accustomed to Gauriel’s wings?’
Naturally, my thoughts flowed there.
After that, my gaze also turned to Gauriel’s wings…
‘Well? What is that? Something… looks poor?’
It wasn’t easy to notice because the battle continued so fast.
As I concentrated, I began to see them.
Oddly enough, Gauriel’s wings attached to Petriel’s back felt like they were just barely attached.
It looks like it will fall off just by twisting the body quickly.
Of course, in the midst of that, it seemed to be getting stronger and stronger.
At the same time, Orhel began to be pushed back.
In the end, with Orhel, who did not drink blood.
Petriel adapts to Gauriel’s wings every second.
Those who gave up their strength for a greater cause.
The difference between those who insist on strength for their own sake.
The gap between the two was narrowing.
If a little more time passes like this… In the end, it would be Petriel, not Orhel, who would laugh.
Diaz, Andrew, and Grendel, who were still hiding and watching, seemed to have sensed it.
They were looking at me with impatient faces as if they would jump out at any moment.
In those eyes, concern for Orhel was reflected.
I had a bloody laugh.
‘With the guy who came to retrieve the blood sword… it’s already friendly and fussed.”
That’s how Orhel seemed to permeate quickly among us.
I didn’t hate it either.
So I trusted him.
I signaled Diaz, Andrew, and Grendel to stay calm.
I waited for the optimal timing.
The move that would end Petriel once and for all.
‘Even though it has just become perfect, that pattern will definitely come out… I just need to aim for that. One shot of life!’
And finally!
Petriel, the pattern shown in the original work.
It showed the pattern of flapping its wings and tumbling back, then flying back with its fists at the fore.
If that’s right, it hurts terribly.
On the contrary, it was the only pattern in which Petriel was completely defenseless against various stun machines.
I shouted and signaled.
“Now!”
Grendel uses telekinesis to slow down Petriel.
At the same time, Diaz and Andrew jumped out and grabbed Petriel’s arms one by one.
“What, what! These are…!”
They were the ones who gave up even attacking and jumped in with one single thought to tie them up.
Finally, it was Orhel’s turn to tie up his legs.
He raised his nails, on both of Petriel’s feet.
Fu-wook!
“Quaaagh!”
He thrust his two hands into it and pierced it straight through, driving it into the floor.
Petriel’s pupils, who had become immobilized in an instant, shook violently as if an earthquake had occurred.
Before I knew it, I arrived behind Petriel’s back.
He firmly grasped Gauriel’s two wings with both arms.
and then whispered
“Did I tell you? I’ll bring you down!”
“Oh, no……!”
“Okay!”
I inflate my biceps as hard as I can.
Boo Woo-wook!
The two wings were ripped off again.