A short distance away in the forest, a 'monster' was hiding.
The creature's entire body glowed with a black luster. Its lower half was that of a scorpion, while its upper half was a 'human' covered with a shell-like armor. The scorpion man's blood-red eyes, covered by the shell, had limited vision. However, his own perception abilities and the eyes of the surrounding monsters allowed him to clearly observe the situation in the open space.
The ignorant prey had walked right into his trap.
His poison could threaten the city walls... Once Uruk realized this, they would likely try to assassinate him by sending a small number of elite members. If he used this opportunity to set a trap, he could greatly diminish the opponent's combat effectiveness if successful.
After meticulous planning, he set an ambush and the enemies fell right into it as expected. Although it was unfortunate that the enemy's king was not present and thus could not be eliminated in one fell swoop, it was normal. Few kings would personally lead such a dangerous mission.
Regardless, if he destroyed the city walls and razed Uruk to the ground, he would surely see the arrogant king—who had defied his mother and rarely showed emotion—finally face fear. At that moment, he would inject the poison he had so carefully prepared into the girl, making her suffer endlessly...
A cruel smile crept onto Scorpion Man Kitablilu's lips.
Who dared challenge the mother's will? The prey was trapped in his net. Kitablilu used the magical beasts lying in wait to create a commotion, hoping to strike a blow to the opponent's morale. Even if it failed, at worst, he would only lose some insignificant soldiers to kill these intruders.
"Scorpion Man Kitablilu, I heard you're known as a 'Sage.' So, as a sage, when did you get the illusion that it's your army surrounding us, rather than us surrounding your army?"
Everything was going smoothly until the hideous magician pinpointed his location and uttered these confusing words.
It wasn't until the magician spoke that Kitablilu realized...
Isn't that the white-robed warlock who single-handedly resisted the monsters before?
Upon this realization, Kitablilu was shocked.
Impossible!!!
Why did I only notice him now?
Although he had assumed that such a strategically important magician would not be sent on such a dangerous mission (Ophis: He won't die anyway, so it would be best if he did), Kitablilu could have adjusted his plan if he had detected him earlier. Why hadn't he noticed his presence from the moment he entered the forest until he spoke just now?
No... It's not the time to dwell on this. I need to stay calm...
But before Kitablilu could react, something strange happened.
The monsters that had been waiting for orders began to stir restlessly.
Most scorpions, including Kitablilu, had poor eyesight. Although Kitablilu was not a full scorpion, he inherited this characteristic to some extent. Compared to humans, his vision was limited. For a high-level creature of his status, this was quite inadequate.
Kitablilu had relied on the vision of other monsters to snipe at Orpheus from a distance.
Now, through the eyes of these monsters, he saw something alarming.
Countless flowers suddenly appeared among the monsters, and black-armored warriors appeared, attacking the monsters nearby.
Some monsters were caught off guard and were immediately cut down by the sword, while others, successfully counterattacking, struck their own allies.
If Kitablilu's face weren't hidden by his carapace, it would have been as dark as the carapace itself.
The black-armored warriors, in Kitablilu's eyes, were nothing more than a chaotic mess!
The monsters seemed to be fighting among themselves, falling and being cut down by their own kind.
Kitablilu had encountered this situation before.
When that magician had single-handedly repelled the monsters before!
"Illusion?"
When struck, the illusion made it seem as if the monsters were being hit, deceiving their brains into thinking they were truly dead, leading to spiritual death...
Or perhaps they were actually killed by their companions' attacks...
Damn it, damn it, damn it!!!
Kitablilu realized that quantity was meaningless here; only quality mattered.
He had intended to ambush the enemy with numbers, but this had backfired.
His tail swung like an afterimage, striking a monster that tried to attack him from behind. With his eight legs, he was not overwhelmed by the force and quickly regrouped, bouncing off the three-colored sword.
The figure landed gracefully in front of Kitablilu.
"Destroy you."
The voice was cold and indifferent.