Became an Evil Dragon - Became an Evil Dragon chapter 47

47 – 47. Night Battle (2)

The spawning pond was the place the Frogmen valued the most in this swamp.

It was a place where countless eggs that had not yet awakened were protected from predators.

The spawning pond was the future of the Frogman colony, and at the same time, it was the reason why the Frogman warriors had to fight desperately against the invasion of the enemy.

If all the spawning ponds are destroyed, the future of the frogmen living in the swamp will be bleak.

As an amphibian, Toadman, thick-skinned, also understood that very well.

“Bgul!”

He let out a rough breath and his thick skin moved forward without hesitation.

The spawning pond is the most precious place, so it is made in a secluded pool that is not connected to other waterways.

To prevent fish and other natural enemies that have flowed into the waterway from devouring the nutritious nests of frog eggs.

Even if a frogman-eating natural enemy discovers a frogman colony, finding the spawning pond is another matter.

So it was difficult to find the spawning pond, but the Toadmen who raided the village already had a rough idea of the location of the spawning pond, even though they had just entered.

Of course, this is not because Toadmen have unbelievably clever intelligence.

It was magical power.

The swamp snail wizard, Arkandar, destroyed the small brains of the captured frogmen and looked through their memories.

Frogman’s shoddy brain, innate poor resistance to magic, and the ominous but powerful magic skills of the swamp snail wizard, who had been practicing magic for a long time, made a perfect match.

I have already extracted all the information needed to raid the Frogman village from the frog’s brain.

The location of the traps the frogs have set in case of invasion, the location of the guards’ guards, the most vulnerable place in the fence, the time when most warriors sleep, and so on.

As a result, the Toadmen were able to slaughter the Frogmen with almost no resistance. Even though the Toadmen were naturally strong warriors, if it wasn’t for Arkandar, they wouldn’t have been able to invade the Frogman’s village like they are now.

The Frogmen were not easy enemies as they occupied this rough swampland.

“Megul! Megur!”

“Bgul!”

“Mgul!”

While the screams of dying frogmen and the heavy breathing of excited Todmen can be heard from all directions. The thick-skinned Toadmen, who had heard the order, formed a messy rank and started advancing toward one place.

The place they are heading to is the corner of the village where the frogmen’s spawning pond is located. And frogmen also noticed this.

The fact that external enemies are now going to destroy their precious egg nest.

The Frogman warriors, who noticed this fact, fought more desperately and tried to stop the Toadmen, but the more they rushed at random to protect the spawning pond, the more frogs died helplessly.

Although the Frogmen were smaller and more agile than Todman, they were ridiculously small compared to Todman, had weak physical strength, and the skin covering their bodies was also weak.

He couldn’t harm Todman in a head-to-head match like now.

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“Mgur! Megur! Megur! Megul!”

A dignified voice of a certain frogman rose from a corner of the battlefield.

Upon hearing the voice, the other Frogman warriors stopped giving their lives at random to their foes in a fit of rage and turned their heads toward the source of the voice.

Piing-!

hook-!

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“Bguuul!!!!”

A sharp puncture that cuts through the air.

And then Toadman’s terrible scream follows.

A small spear that grew out of the left eye of a Toadman who was mercilessly wielding an ax and splitting frogs in half.

Coo–!

With spears growing out of his eyes, Todman dropped the weapon he was holding and stumbled a few times, trembling, before finally collapsing to the floor.

And never woke up again.

The first Toadman death since the toad invasion began.

“Mgul!”

The leader of the Frogman Village, the egg nest guardian, was the one who fiercely threw a spear into the giant toad’s eye.

The egg nest guardian, who appeared on the battlefield with several daggers strapped to his back and an obsidian dagger in his left hand, let out a battle cry so loud that it was hard to believe that he was a small frog.

“Mguuu!”

The atmosphere of the battlefield changes in an instant. The appearance of a small frogman changes the prestige of the dying frogman warriors.

“Mgul!”

“Megul Megul!”

“Mgu Megul Megul!”

Instead of surrendering to anger and attacking and dying randomly, exchange opinions with each other, arrange a display, and distribute roles.

A small stone is thrown to distract Toadman, and in the meantime, another frogman lowers his stance and aims at the ankle, which is difficult to block, and stabs the spear.

“Bgul!”

The blade of a sharp obsidian spear pierces Toadman’s ankle, breaking in the process. Fragments of the shattered obsidian blade were left in his ankles, and Toadman let out a painful scream as he fell forward.

“Megul! Megul!”

“Mgul!”

Several Frogmen screamed loudly at the fallen Toadman, and at the same time rushed at him like a pack of dogs and began to spawn.

“Bgul-! Bgur!”

The fallen Toadman resisted fiercely, such as shaking his limbs even while lying on his stomach and punching the head of one of the frogmen on top of him, but he could not stop the frogmen from taking his own life.

“Mgul!”

thud-!

Another Todman next to him mercilessly struck a huge stone hammer at the Frogmen gathered over the dead Todman’s corpse.

Green blood and the flesh of the frogs spurt out. In just one moment, several frogmen lost their lives as they were crushed by chunks of meat.

“Bgul!”

The Frogmen, who had regained their senses after the appearance of the egg house guardian, began to attack in a hurry, but the situation was still overwhelmingly superior to the Toadmen.

Toadmen are huge and strong.

Toadmen, who are several times the weight and height of Frogman, tough skin, ferocious ferocity, and endowed with the green magic of swamp snails, are not the clumsy squares of green Frogmen blocking their way, but the barriers of well-armed human soldiers. It was strong enough to break through.

Although there were Toadmen dying, the number of casualties was nothing compared to the number of Frogmen dying.

“Bgul!”

But the thick skin leading the Toadmen did not like this situation.

Up until now, I could have just trampled and killed Frogmen who were ignorant like flying flies like toys, but now those bug-like frogs are annoyingly attacking me.

Thick skin, he himself had a much tougher, magically enhanced hide than the other Toadmen, so he was unscathed, but the other normal toads near him were getting little by little, though small.

It wasn’t supposed to be like this.

The young toad, who wanted to prove his abilities to the swamp snail, Arkandar, was filled with anger like an active volcano.

“Bgulbgul!”

hook-! hook-! hook-!

Every time the angry thick skin sharply stabs the spear, the frogs pierced by the spear are pierced like meat skewers.

The frogs’ green blood and protruding intestines flowed down the thick spear and touched the thick-skinned grasp.

Naelum-

Sensing the hot blood of the frogs in his hands, his thick skin unconsciously pulled out his thin, long tongue and licked the spear.

Frogmen near the thick skin desperately stabbed their weapons, but whether it was an obsidian blade or an iron weapon stolen from a human, they could not penetrate the thick skin’s magic-enhanced skin and often broke or broke.

“Mgul!”

“Megul Megul!”

In the end, just like the frogmen from before, the thick-skinned spear he was holding gradually turned into a meat skewer.

At the time when the Toadman warrior was taking the lives of the frogmen around him,

Shuuung-!

Another blast was heard and something flew.

A short spear that flies quickly. His thick skin, having seen the attack once before, instinctively raised his arms to protect his head as soon as he heard the sound.

hook-!

A dizzying pain felt in the arm.

Surprisingly, the blade of the spear dug into the tough skin of the thick skin. The spear was only thin enough to hang dangling, but it was clear that it had pierced the thick skin.

“Mgurrr!”

Then, the guardian of the egg nest ran through the darkness and rushed at the thick skin while giving out a battle cry proudly from the front.

Two spears held in both hands.

The two spear blades wielded by an experienced frog warrior target the thick skin.

“Bgurrr—!”

And the thick skin also inflated its large cheeks against the egg nest guardians and let out a battle cry.

A toad man wields a heavy spear with the corpses of frogmen dangling from it.