Revenge of the Iron-Blooded Sword Hound - Chapter 201
Episode 201 Corpse Queen (4)
“…Ah heh man?”
Bikir expressed his embarrassment behind a mask.
Although the undead in front of me was very skinny, it definitely had brown skin, with flowing silver and black hair.
Furthermore, the tattoos on his body were definitely those of Balak.
Balak’s shaman Ahheman.
A fairly outstanding black magician who was born with blood from the shaman tribe Rococo.
Yes. he’s obviously dead
After being brutally broken and broken by the Iliad with Bikir, he was eventually burned to death by the same tribe members.
But his tenacious vitality.
And the tenacity, inferiority complex, sorrow, anger, jealousy, despair, greed, frustration, and hatred that he had until the very end made him exist here as an undead.
There are no indigenous shaman who were once lofty and noble.
[Split-snap-snap!]
Only the undead, whose teeth clashing is all that can be expressed, remained ugly.
Meanwhile.
The Corpse Queen looked at the lich made from Ahheman’s corpse and said,
[I picked up good things from the sea of red and black mountains. It’s the corpse of a black magician you found relatively recently.]
Ahheman has an ugly twist on the inside, but in terms of quality and talent alone, he’s a great strongman who can be compared to Morgue Adolph.
If he had not clumsily imitated a warrior and had focused on the path of sorcery since childhood, he would have become a powerful enemy that even a Vikir would find difficult to deal with.
However, in the end, he could not overcome the inferiority complex and the sense of victimization that even filled his soul and was eaten into the abyss.
A typical example of a gifted and twisted wizard consumed by the abyss of sorcery. that’s lychee
[Ptp-Ptp-Ptp-Tp-]
Because his lips had rotted away, the skeleton Ahhemman, whose teeth and rotten gums were still exposed, seemed to have lost his sense of self.
Just be a faithful puppet and follow the corpse queen’s orders.
‘Why is Ahheman’s corpse, which should be in the enemy and Black Mountain, here?’
Bikir pondered for a moment.
Hey, not too long ago, a knight belonging to Changhae Changga Don Quixote was also a puppet of Dantalian.
Moreover, Rose of the House of Morgues, of the House of Mosgus, of the House of Quo Vadis in Staffordshire, of the Baskervilles, also became a living corpse puppet and a plaything of the devil.
Collecting corpses and processing them into puppets is the devil’s specialty, so this shouldn’t be surprising.
Also, there was no time for Bikir to deepen his thoughts.
[Tap-Tack-Tack-]
The sound of teeth and jawbones clashing is loud.
As Ahhemman’s lich moved, an unpleasant aura began to spread in the air.
Tsutsutsutsutsutsu……
The bones everywhere started to move again.
Bikir narrowed his eyes.
Ahhem’s main specialty in life was to play with the dead.
And now that he had become a rich man, his bad taste, which had become even worse, was threatening the entire field.
Wood deok! Awesome!
It seemed as if a black air current raged around Ahheman, and the dead around him revived again.
Surprisingly, even Ephebo and Pedo Hebe, which Vikir had previously dealt with against Dantalian, were revived.
[Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr]
[Switch-geek-]
[Shhh! Shiiik!]
Unlike Geronto, who was revived with a clean appearance, Ephebo and Pedo Hebe were in a state of disrepair.
However, Vikir soon realized that there was no need to restore them to their neat appearance.
Fast! Wood Deuk!
As Ahheman waved his hand, the three undead began to gather in one place.
The bodies of the Hebe Ephebo Pedo are joined together to compensate for the missing body parts of each.
< Meat and Flesh Ragged Golem >
Risk Level: A+
Size: 8m
Location of discovery: By the tomb of Gucheon (九泉)
-aka ‘Giant of the Six Walls’.
A golem made from the flesh of once-living things. Mixed meat (雜肉) A lump of meat clumped together like mud to roughly imitate the shape of a human. Almost no shape of the original material remains.
It is said to be a dirty, unclean and unclean existence, but its power is the real exhaust.
Another high ranking undead was created.
Powerful limbs sprouted from the solid body, and soon a distorted and distorted face lifted its head and glared at Bikir.
[Putting- just right!]
[Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr..]
The lich and the tattered golem surrounded Bikir.
Eventually, the spear of darkness summoned by the lich and the fist of the tattered golem flew at the same time.
“……Hmm.”
If there are two danger ratings of A+, it is a difficult opponent to deal with even as a Vikir.
Furthermore, the lich and the tattered golem were high-ranking monsters whose strategy was difficult to come up with at this point, so Vikir had no choice but to step back.
And about that time, the Corpse Queen’s hellfire began to blaze.
Kwak Kwa Kwa Kwam!
A spear of fire flies in and intercepts Vikir.
The land that the black spear passed through immediately became a long lava path and began to boil.
[Grrruk! Gehehe!]
The tattered golem began to press Bikir with its huge body.
Ahhem’s lich also summons black flames by rattling its teeth and jawbone.
Bikir fired an arrow and retreated, but the rags golem threw its entire body to create a meat shield that prevented it from delivering a fatal blow to the Corpse Queen.
Before long, the Corpse Queen and her two high ranking undead began preparing for the final blow.
Dark clouds in the sky drew a whirlpool, and ominous mana moved in waves.
And Bikir had a hunch.
‘There must be a limit to fighting only with a bow.’
Corpse Queen can intercept enemies from a distance by conjuring a fire spear and deadpool.
In addition, liches can also attack enemies from a distance using the roots of plants raised from hell.
In the end, the power of Anubis, the Black Bow, had its limits.
Just when Bikir is about to draw his sword.
[Ho-Ae-Aeng-]
My left wrist suddenly feels empty.
When I turned my head, I saw the young madam, who had descended to the ground before I knew it, running towards a distant place.
Didn’t they say that animals foresee danger?
Like a rat running away from a shipwreck or a catfish swimming to another river to avoid an earthquake, the young madam also left Bikir’s body.
A pet leaves its owner before a life-or-death decision?
It was a very ominous omen, but Bikir turned his head away unconcerned.
“…Yes. You should live too.”
There is no need to get caught up in someone else’s fight and die.
It’s a baby that has just hatched from an egg, so it will still have a good life.
‘It will take a long time to grow like my mother.’
One thing I was worried about was whether there would be space within the ecliptic for that creature to find food and stay.
‘Please stay out of sight and survive until the end.’
Vikir took her eyes off the estranged madam and looked back at the Corpse Queen.
yet.
[……die. Barbarian.]
The Corpse Queen raised a black sun overhead.
The flames of hell boil like oil.
A black corona stretched out like a serpent from stem to stem.
“…”
In the place where the pillar of fire of fear falls, Bikir is lowering his posture with his feet on the ground.
Kiriririk- Kwakbang!
The black vines of the hell tree summoned by the lich and the giant hands of the tattered golem perfectly blocked Vikir’s escape route.
Bikir gritted his teeth.
‘Indeed, even if it rots, it’s easy. Is it the king of corpses?’
Even though it’s only half, its power really reaches a tremendous level.
But Bikir, too, did not back down.
Go-ooh…
The experience points imprinted on his body and soul after having already killed Andromalius and Dantalian made the mana flowing through Vikir’s veins hotter and faster.
Baskerville’s seventh ceremony.
A small but distinct seventh tooth in a grader’s top-notch aura.
Perong-
Bikir took out the demonic sword Baalzebub from his wrist and swung it once lightly.
The seemingly insignificant movement, resembling the flapping of a butterfly’s wings, soon created an enormous ripple effect.
Kurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!
The storm of aura, which rotates in a circle at high speed, soon formed a sphere, emitting a blinding red light.
The sun with a dark red aura sits on the tip of a towering sword and prepares for the advent.
at the same time.
Kwak Kwa Kwa Kwam!
The hell beast summoned by the lich, the tattered golem’s body, and the aura emitted by Vikir clashed head-on.
The shredded roots of the inferno and the tattered golem’s body.
The seven teeth of the night hound gathered in the shape of a sphere and soon ferociously egged everything in its way.
And the final battle is the Black Sun summoned by the Corpse Queen.
Woojijikjik!
Bikir’s dark red sun and the Corpse Queen’s black sun collided to form a hemisphere.
Half-destroyed buildings are completely destroyed.
The stone crumbled to sand, and the sand boiled away.
The rebar was melting like cheese in the hot wind blowing from the center of the collision.
On the battlefield where everything is crumbling.
“……!”
Bikir suddenly saw something strange.
Those were the eyes of the Corpse Queen.
The red eyes of the Corpse Queen shining through the skeletal helmet.
Morgue Snake, who should have been the king of corpses according to his original destiny. It’s similar to him, but clearly different, yet somehow familiar.
[…!?]
In her eyes, the demonic sword emanating from Vikir’s hand and the aura carried by it shimmered.
and at the same time.
[…Wait a minute!]
The Corpse Queen shouted after seeing Vikir’s aura.
It was a tone that seemed urgent yet desperate.