Offer a Tribute and Become an Archmage - Chapter 229



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Episode 229.

The original poison fang of Ageidon cannot be used on the plague’s protozoa.

It couldn’t be used on most magic, not just the original, because the fangs could only grow on Ronobe’s body.

So, usually, the plague parasites that are made of oil cannot use their fangs.

but.

‘It’s different if you use Shin-yu.’

Shin-yu is the blood and fat extracted from the body of a living creature.

If you make it into a mosquito, it is possible to give the mosquito fangs.

It was dizzying to drain so much blood and oil, but it was also a surefire way. A swarm of mosquitoes, flying around like ash, covered the area with the golhonyu fish.

The orcs and imperial troops buried in the snow were helpless. It was difficult to kill the numerous mosquitoes and gnats one by one. The gnats chew flesh, and the mosquitoes stab their fangs with stealth that was impossible to detect.

“Eww!”

Since mosquitoes are smaller than a fingernail, the effectiveness of their fangs is naturally reduced.

But there are a lot of mosquitoes. No matter how much armor a person wears, they have no choice but to expose their flesh, and even if they cover their entire body, there are bound to be gaps.

“Mosquito! Mosquito, in my mouth! Huh! Ouch! Aaaah! My body is freezing!”

“A mosquito got inside my panties! Aaaah! Take it out! Take it out!”

“Hey, step on it!”

“Ahhhhh!”

“Ah …

It was a disaster as if the devil had arrived.

The whole area became a mess because of Ronobe alone.

“Ouch, I’m dizzy.”

Perhaps because he had used up quite a lot of blood, Ronobe felt dizzy, and taking advantage of that brief moment, Slad with white hair stepped on the tree and jumped up. It was a meaningless act. The Golhonyus gathered in an instant to protect Ronobe, and the ones that remained bit Slad.

That’s not all.

“Does this look good?”

“!!”

Ronobe turned into a human and grabbed the blade of the bastard’s spear lightly. Grabbing the blade that had become soft and ‘soft’ was not much different from grabbing jelly. The bastard Sladran showed a dumbfounded expression as if he had not expected someone to hold his spear like that, and Ronobe immediately raised his fist.

“Thunder on the ground.”

Ronobe’s right arm partially transformed into a bear’s paw. Immediately afterwards, he slashed at the bastard’s chest. Kkwaang-!! The knight’s full body armor was instantly shattered, and the bastard was slammed into the ground.

If it were on land, I wouldn’t know.

In heaven, you can’t beat Ronobe.

Even if it’s white.

“Cough!”

Slad, who had been rolling around in the snow, vomited blood and had a seizure, but Ronobe was still amazed at how he was still alive.

“Is it white after all? No. Even if it were white, if you were hit directly by this, you would die instantly. The armor is different.”

Now that I look at it, I can sense a strange sense of magic in the armor. After all, this is an empire. It seems that even the knight’s armor has been magically processed. It seems that the armor itself has been made into an artifact to increase its defensive power.

‘As expected of the Empire.’

It’s definitely different from the kingdom.

I thought I knew why this prince, Ivan, wanted to become a vassal of the empire and accept the empire’s new culture. As he said, the kingdom was a frog in a well. It was no different from a frog in a dry well that was isolated and dying. Ronobe, who had no particular sense of patriotism, didn’t really care whether the kingdom became an empire or not. His own safety was the only thing that mattered. However, the empire’s technological prowess was certainly coveted.

“Should I take that?”

Even though he was in human form, Ronobe did not descend from the sky, because he was supported by the sardines that gathered at his feet like a school of sardines. Ronobe looked down at his feet, exuding a god-like force.

“shit…”

Slad tore off the burst armor with his bare hands and sprayed a potion on the burst wound to stop the bleeding. The wound quickly healed as soon as it was sprayed, as if it was a potion made by the Empire.

“Hey. I’m going to step aside. So how about you give me back my spear?”

Slade said, chewing on his teeth.

Because the bastard’s fork spear was still in Ronobe’s hand.

‘This must be an artifact too.’

It’s definitely not a grimoire.

It felt subtly different. I don’t know what kind of power he had, but Ronobe had no intention of granting the bastard’s demands.

“I don’t like it.”

“…”

Slad clicked his tongue as he watched the swarm of mosquitoes and gnats swarming in, then picked up an axe that had fallen nearby.

“You’re asking me to let you run away because you know it won’t work if you fight me once. Why should I accept your offer? Did you ask me for permission to attack you? And.”

Oil gathers in Ronobe’s hands.

A divine spirit gathered from dead soldiers and orcs who died from the plague and the source of the plague.

It was oil.

“I have a lot of questions about you.”

The red oil was compressed and rippled in Ronobe’s hands. Slad’s throat, which felt the murderous aura, drew a high and low. No matter how much a knight flies and jumps, he cannot defeat a flying one. Slad was a man who knew this simple principle well. What on earth could a knight do against a wizard who flies in the sky, summons mosquitoes, and calls strange flesh-eating fish?

Even if I tried.

Crispy.

“A thunderbolt.”

Kkwang-!! All I did was tear the scroll containing magic.

*

Same time.

A bolt of lightning shot up high into the sky with a loud crack.

In broad daylight. And it wasn’t something you could easily see, lightning striking from the ground, not even from the sky. And it was even more so in this situation where the snow-capped mountain was collapsing and causing chaos.

“You little Slad. Are you already using that expensive thing? A lightning bolt… Well, if it’s the spear he’s holding, you should be able to control the lightning bolts that are running wild for a while.”

The man with his long hair swept back and his glasses pushed up was the Empire’s Panirg, who was arguing with Slad of the Muddy Water.

“If you even used lightning, there shouldn’t be a problem there.”

He was the one who hung various artifacts on the inside of his coat like brooches, so he didn’t mind wearing only a hem of his coat even in the bitter cold of the north. He was swept away by an avalanche and ended up in an unknown place, but it wasn’t a big problem.

Rather, it was good.

“I’m looking for some people. I don’t know if you’re the right people. Maybe you are? There shouldn’t be any northerners in a place like this at this time of year.”

Before his eyes were broken carriages and soldiers swept away by an avalanche.

Three children.

One knight. One soldier. Forty.

“I don’t hold a grudge. I have my own circumstances… I don’t think there’s a need to capture you. The situation in this land is like that. Don’t hold a grudge too much. Isn’t that how the world is? If your interests don’t match, you kill each other and stuff.”

“Take up your shield! Protect your disciples!”

At the same time, the private soldiers took up their shields.

But faster than that.

“Narrow eyes. Beholder.”

Panirg plucked out one of his eyes and recited a spell. Then, the eye that had lost its owner suddenly grew large and became an eye monster. It had become a living monster. The eye monster that floated in the air had a mouth and breathed out a chilling murderous aura, and those who met its eyes froze.

“What…! Ah, I can’t see ahead!!”

“It’s a monster, a monster…!!”

“Eww! My eyes! My eyes!”

“Hey, boss! Your eyes are weird!”

“Damn it! Don’t look at the monster!”

Those who made eye contact with the Beholder began to complain of strange conditions. Not only the soldiers, but even Ron lost his eyesight when he made eye contact with the Beholder.

“Don’t worry too much. Losing your eyesight is only temporary. When your eyesight returns, your head will be on the floor. Is that it?”

Panirg kindly explained my magic to me, then took out a three-pronged staff from his thigh and attached a spear blade to the end.

“I’m not a physical person like Slad. I’m also quite timid. So I hope you don’t resist too much. Killing people is easier than you think, but it’s hard.”

No matter how well-trained a soldier is, the moment they lose their eyesight, their fighting ability becomes no different from that of a child.

Above all, if a guy who talks too much amplifies the anxiety, the anxiety of not being able to see ahead causes even more confusion.

“Oh, don’t come here!! Aaaah! Get out of here!”

“Ahhh! Shit! Who cut me!”

“Ahh! Don’t step on me! Don’t step on me! Someone help me up!!”

Despite all the hard training he had put in, he was rendered useless by one enemy spell.

Liam closed his eyes.

Even if I left, I couldn’t see ahead.

‘What on earth do I do here…’

An army that has lost its eyesight will easily be killed by a child.

I have always believed that the more sweat I shed while training, the less blood I will shed on the battlefield. That is how I have encouraged myself.

But what kind of superior would raise his head in front of his soldiers in the face of such absurd power? Liam couldn’t raise his head in front of his soldiers in the face of this absurd reality.

“Come on, Commander! What should we do?”

“Sir Liam! Where are you! Liam… croak!”

Soldiers die.

However, if you move rashly, you will only cause more harm to the confused soldiers.

With your eyesight taken away, you can fight by relying on your hearing, but it’s too noisy as it confuses your soldiers.

I can’t concentrate because of the enemy’s footsteps.

“What should I do…”

That was when.

Kukugugu-!!

I heard a sound.

It sounded like the ground was moving.

“Peter?”

“Don’t worry. The enemy was alone. My magic will protect you, my soldiers.”

“You, what are you saying…?”

It was Peter.

He too was blinded by the Beholder’s eyes, but he was able to protect the soldiers with a rough spell even without having to see.

Peter is Ronobe’s favored disciple.

His level of magic is improving by the day, so he will be able to protect them for a while.

“Oh. So there really is a wizard.”

It was Panirg who was naturally bewildered by Peter’s performance. In fact, he could not use any other magic besides creating a beholder that could steal the eyes of his enemies. As with most wizards, that was enough for him.

“Hmm, it’s hard. My spear won’t work.”

Peter’s magic was solid, unlike the old days when he used soft ground. This was partly because he used the frozen ground of the North, but also because his own magic had grown.

Panirg’s spear was a high-quality artifact made from high-quality materials that could pierce most armors, but it was absurd that it could not pierce Peter’s magic.

“It’s a special product of the Imperial Master…”

Panirg adjusted his glasses and thought leisurely.

If you make eye contact with a beholder, you will lose your sight. This time will not last very long. Instead, if you make eye contact with a beholder again, the time you lose your sight will increase and eventually you will lose your light forever. But think about it. Who would be stupid enough to keep making eye contact with a beholder?

“Should I run away?”

If they gain time and fight again like this, it will be Panirg who will be at a disadvantage.

The longest we can do to steal their attention is five minutes. It’s better to decide the outcome within that time, or retreat and plan for the future.

You don’t know, you’re a knight.

The wizard was not one to take a gamble in even the slightest dangerous situation.

“Okay. Next time.”

In the first place, Panirg had no reason to risk his life to catch them.

Cooperate with the orcs.

Because that was all we had in a relationship.

Panirg, who had retreated more easily than expected, mounted the beholder and began flying towards Slad. It didn’t really matter if they left them alone anyway. The great warrior’s target was not them, but warriors with multiple arms.

“Why are there so many monsters in the North… Did you come here for nothing?”

Panirg, who had a new eye in his coat for his empty one, headed towards where Slad had thrown his lightning bolt. It was a bit far, but it was quick enough to fly there. He often flew around with his eyeballs made into beholders in this way, so his nickname was the Eyeball Gentleman.

Eyeball Gentleman Panirg.

But then a scene he had never imagined came into view.

“What is this?”

There was no sled where he had looked.

“I’m the one who should do it. What about you?”

All Panirg could see was a gigantic gray bear growling and trampling the half-torn knight.

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