Revenge of the Iron-Blooded Sword Hound Chapter 123

Episode 123 Hunting for the Second Son (4)

“The poison seems to be working late.”

Bikir restored all the flesh from his chest and forearms that had been ripped off.

I felt the specters sealed in the slot of the demonic sword Baalzebub running wild.

/ Slot

-1: Deadly Poison – Madame Eight Legs (S)

-2 Slot: Silent Hill – Monsieur Hushu (A+)

-3 Slot: Super fast regeneration – Bog Salamander (A+)

Bog Bog Bikir, who regained his original body with the salamander’s regenerative power, checked Baalzebub’s slots.

Crackle- Crackle- Crackle-

The red marbles under the blade collided with each other and vibrated violently.

The ghost that is rampaging the most in Baalzebub right now is definitely ‘Madame Eight Legs’.

She seemed to be very proud of the fact that Andromalius, who had been poisoned by her own poison, moved normally for a while.

However, Vikir was surprised enough by the current effect.

Madam’s poison was powerful enough to make even the world stumble, and it was a terrifying poison enough to endanger even a life that had already died once.

Being able to apply debuffs such as reduced movement speed, decreased senses, and blindness against super-high-ranking demons in the ranks of demon kings was a great harvest in itself.

Meanwhile, Andromalius was horrified to see the color of his body dying.

[A poison that even the dead cannot avoid? Where in the world did

this poison… How could a mere human!

How many monsters in the world possessed such a terrible poison?

Nine-headed snakes living in the land of cunning spiders and giants in the Red and Black Mountains The big jellyfish under the Black Sea…

In addition, several candidates living in the depths of the Human Outer Demonic World should come to mind, but their venom cannot be poisoned by mere humans. I don’t understand how you are using it.

‘It’s so terrible that even the greatest demon lords are reluctant to deal with it, and it’s impossible to store or store it somewhere. It’s the German land of those demons, so how can a human scumbag…’ But there was no time to think about it now

.

Andromalius gritted his teeth and stepped back.

Vampire flies also follow Andromalius and step back.

There is no reason to look around to see if there is anything else sucking blood.

The only target to suck blood is the one Bikir in front of you.

However, his blood is already contaminated with a terrible poison, so if you suck it, you will only get poisoned like now.

“I can’t use it if I’m picky.”

Bikir bit off his index finger and sprayed blood into the air.

Chow chow —

black poisonous droplets bubbling and flying like bullets.

Even if it was ordinary blood, it turns into deadly poison at any time according to Vikir’s will.

The venom, which had both hemorrhagic and neurotoxin as well as deadly acid, burned Andromalius’ body and soul at the same time.

[Ah-Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,

Baalje is a sword that deals directly with the spirit of the spirit.

Because of this, Andromalius had no choice but to attach meaning to each and every one of Vikir’s attacks.

Moreover, Vikir’s body’s strength was sufficient to bring out the power of the graduate’s top-notch magic sword.

Baskerville’s Seventh Ceremony. The seventh tooth following the six teeth is small but distinctly drawn.

Again, the tip of the sword pierced Andromalius’ entire body.

[Ugh! How can this fucking thing happen!]

Andromalius was so ridiculous that his teeth were grinding.

I didn’t know that it would be attacked from the base by mere humans.

Ueeeeeng-

Andromalius raked up the remaining swarms of flies to form a black mist and quickly hid behind it.

It was intended to step back and widen the distance.

“That’s what I wanted too.”

Vikir did not bother to pursue Andromalius, who fled deeper into the cave.

but.

Kararak-

I just took two black sticks from my back and put them together.

It is the black bow used by Adonai, the legendary archer who led the heyday of ‘Anubis’ Balak.

…pop!

An arrow shot from Anubis flew and pierced Andromalius’ body.

Kwak!

Hitting the cave wall, Andromalius looked down at the thing that had pierced his chest with a stunned expression.

The arrowheads stained black, of course, were heavily coated with the poison of Madame Eight Legs.

[A fire bow!?]

It’s a staggering situation.

Why does the Baskerville swordsman use a bow?

I looked up and saw Bikir walking towards me.

…… …… …… …… …… ……

A snake-like smooth gait, a creepy murderous intent.

Andromalius felt goosebumps at the ghostly figure, which made no sound as it walked.

‘I can’t do it.’

Andromalius decided that it would be difficult to deal with Vikir inside the cave.

Weeeng-

All the flies who had been called by Andromalius gathered in one place.

“It will swarm like flies.”

These are the flies that have licked the flesh attached to the bones of children and warmed themselves.

These innumerable tombside gastropods faithfully rallied and listened to the master’s call.

but.

“Flies are food for spiders.”

Vikir cut her wrists intermittently and was pouring out black blood.

The bloody fog, infused with the deadly spider poison, was killing countless flies.

The twisted dubbes, the tanning, the tanned, the lucky, the lucky, the lucky, the lush dump, and the

rigid flies melted like an ice cream that was thrown into the flames immediately when it touched the blood made by Vickir.

And that wasn’t all.

Bikir had even contaminated the underground water flowing along the walls and ramps with his own blood, so the flies continued to consume their stamina without a place to cling to.

Bikir was holding every situation, including the surrounding landmarks, in his hands.

Ueeeeeng-

I’m getting more and more breathless.

I was driven all the way here without even knowing why I was being pushed.

Andromalius’ expression crumpled.

‘……God damn it, I’ll leave at least a few children.’

I couldn’t regret it as much as I do now that I ate all the children who were locked up in the cave for the blood bags.

……but.

[okay. As a mere human being, just driving this body to this point is an amazing feat. I will praise you.]

Andromalius was still not losing his composure.

That would be the case, too, because there was a river and a sand bank that flowed around the training hall when you went outside the barrier outside the cave.

If you burst the dam and direct all the overflowing water to this cave, you still have a chance.

‘The regenerative power of the body will not be able to follow the devil.’

Although it would lose some magic power, summoning the gate that would open the age of destruction would also be delayed, but it was unavoidable.

[Kuh-kuh-kuh…… Yes, it was fine for a human. It was for a moment, but it was embarrassing. But that’s it. You crossed the line.]

Andromalius raised his blood-stained eyes and glared at Vikir.

Soon he took the first step out of the cave.

It was the release of the barrier.

Tsutsutsutsutsutsu……

The barrier that wrapped around the entire training hall disappeared.

The demon lord’s barrier, which only monsters and children under the age of 8 could enter, required a tremendous amount of magic power just to maintain it.

It’s natural that even the great wizard couldn’t detect it, and it was a powerful barrier that could not be broken unless the power was below the level of the demon king.

When the barrier was lifted, Andromalius’ mana was greatly restored.

Andromalius, who suppressed the miasma that engulfed his body with it, soared through the hole in the ceiling in the center of the cave.

[wait a moment. I’ll show you hell soon.]

Andromalius kicked off the rock wall with a fishy laugh.

On the other hand, I also thought that I was fortunate to meet that dangerous guy now.

After a few more years, it’ll be so dreadful that I can’t handle it.

‘If the act was carried out with only Hugo and the Seven Earls of Osiris prepared, it would surely have been a big variable.’

Rather, killing them for sure now would be helpful when swallowing the Baskervilles in the future.

at that time.

Andromalius, who had reached the end of the cavity where he could see the night sky, stopped abruptly.

Down there, I see Bikir standing still.

[…?]

Andromalius frowned and lowered his head.

For some reason, Vikir didn’t come after him.

He just raised his head and looked at Andromalius with his characteristic expressionless face.

……With a strangely shaped whistle in his hand.

Before long, Bikir brought the tooth-shaped whistle in his hand to his mouth and blew.

A high, sharp treble echoes through the cavity and spreads.

The moment Andromalius heard that sound, he felt a chill goosebumps running through his body.

[…!]

He also had the experience of living for decades wearing the skin of the second son of the Baskerville family, so he couldn’t be unaware of it.

What is that whistle in Bikir’s hand and what does it mean?

yet.

The night grew thicker.

Dark clouds block the moonlight and a pitch-dark curtain is drawn.

Countless long shadows began to cast outside the hole in the ceiling through which Andromalius was trying to climb.

Fluttering –

The hem of black blood blowing in the night wind.

Andromalius raised his bloodshot eyes to the sky outside the hole.

The ceiling after the demon barrier disappears.

There, the tips of countless shadows were aimed at Andromalius.

“…Son. What are you doing there?”

Hugo Les Baskervilles standing waving a black robe.

Next to him is the eldest son Osiris and Baskerville.

And the seven hounds standing behind the father and son. Seven Counts.

pit bull.

mastiff.

Doberman.

Shepard.

Rottweiler.

Wolfhound and so on.

A total of seven hundred hounds under each order of knights, seven hundred.

Iron-blooded Swordsmen, the all-out mobilization of military authority.

All the dogs of Baskerville were gathered.