Revenge of the Iron-Blooded Sword Hound - Chapter 333

Episode 333 Classroom (1)

With the sound of the waves crashing into foam as they hit the sandbar.

[ Was it dirty together ? never see you again ? ]

The fairy’s voice faded in my ears.

-Titling!

[Escaped the ‘Island of the Black Sea’ on the 4th basement level]

[Escaped the ‘Desert of Heat’ on the 5th basement floor] [Escaped the ‘

submerged forest’ on the 6th basement floor] [Escaped the ‘Snail Slime’

on the 7th basement floor Escaped the ruins]

[Escaped the ‘remains of the human hunters’ on the 8th floor] [

Entered the ‘Laboratory of the Dragon Demon’ on the 9th floor]

felt.

‘Is this the feeling of skipping four floors at once?’

The sensations I experienced when going down the elevator in a tall castle, on a ride falling from above, or when training to jump off a cliff make me tingle from the bottom of my groin to the top of my head.

Bikir’s vision changed rapidly, and several bloody scenes passed by like a panorama.

A desert so hot and dry that there is nothing left but sand and burned trees.

Tall trees towering densely and a swamp that rose to their waists.

A ruined city covered in grotesque slime.

An ancient civilization teeming with savage cannibals.

After passing through them, Bikir finally fell through the gate on the ninth floor.

From this point on, the area is not in charge of fairies, but by the manager of the upper level.

…thud!

As soon as Bikir hit the ground, he rolled on the floor to minimize the impact.

When I look around, I see strange things.

A rectangular parallelepiped room surrounded by translucent walls.

The large interior space was half-filled with fluffy sawdust.

The wood shavings, cut to the size of a fingernail, were as thin as pieces of paper.

Since they are heaped up, I also felt that they were cozy and fluffy somewhere.

In the corner was a large bowl with some red, green and blue candies rolling around.

Opposite it was a pipe through which water dripped drop by drop, and on the side was a large treadmill that one could run inside.

This scenery is like…

[It looks like a hamster breeding ground.]

[Nuke-nuclear-]

Dekarabia and the young madam each said a word.

Bikir could only nod.

Narrow if narrow, wide if wide. Sawdust piled up quite high. Feeder in feed trough. even the treadmill.

No matter how you look at it, it is a hamster farm.

Papapapak-

Just like a hamster digs a hole in sawdust, Bikir did the same.

An instinctively built den on a sawdust hill ramp.

When I went into the room and lay down, I felt cozy and warm.

‘Come to think of it, the name of the floor was also a laboratory.’

A breeding ground prepared by the Dragon Demon for experiments.

It is presumably a place to grow and breed something necessary for experiments.

Vikir was able to find and recall the contents of this layer in the records of the heroes he had read before returning.

‘The place where the Dragon Demon, a descendant of the dragon who joined hands with the devil, is located. An existence that can’t even dare to be an opponent with an absurd level.’

This is basically a research laboratory. Operated by one absolute being.

Just as humans raise lab rats in a cage, there is always a breeding ground in a laboratory or laboratory.

‘…… I’ve definitely heard of it. A place where all challengers randomly encounter each other at least once. A space where research is conducted using ancestor organisms that exist on all floors of the tower. A laboratory that breeds or breeds boss-level monsters and general monsters to be placed on the stage, and creates sub-species or sub-species variants.’

This floor may not necessarily be the ninth floor. Someone could enter from the 2nd floor, someone from the 13th floor, and someone from a floor much lower than that.

However, one thing is certain: the mission difficulty of this floor is ‘all or nothing’.

Either extremely easy or extremely difficult.

Bikir strained his hand and hit the translucent wall in front of him.

…kwak!

Again, the walls were solid.

If it wasn’t for the master’s level of strength, it seemed impossible to even dare to break it.

[also. There was a corner where the fairies believed. They seem to have thought that sending them right here would put a brake on us.]

Decaravia was right.

If Vikir had just broken through the 5 6 7 8th floor step by step, he would have been able to get much more rewards, and in that case, the fairies would have gone bankrupt.

“I guess the gamblers, frightened by the newbie’s undefeated streak, unconditionally invited them to a game where they won.”

[What else could it be? You set the board very well.]

Vikir was completely trapped inside. It was like a rat in a dock or a hamster in a cage.

“…There’s nothing to be in too much of a hurry for.”

Amman can’t break down this wall even if he runs amok.

Bikir, who already knew this from the memoirs of the heroes, began to leisurely stroll around the kennel.

After crossing the hill of sawdust that fell deep to the knee, passing the feed box and the water machine wheel, I soon saw a high wall in front of me.

Bikir pressed his face against the wall.

Then, beyond the translucent wall, I began to see the scenery outside the kennel.

“…Is it an ancient language?”

I saw signs written in the language of the suzerain of Sorcery, which was said to have died out a long time ago.

Bikir stumbled through the words written on the signboard with the short knowledge he had learned in liberal arts class.

< Incubation room >

< Collection room >

< Laying room >

< Blood collection room >

< Combat room >

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And behind the signboards, kennels, each made of translucent walls, were lined up.

It looks similar to the place where Bikir is currently imprisoned.

A number of unidentified eggs were placed in the place marked as an incubation room.

They vibrate the blood vessels on the surface of the eggshell as if they would hatch at any moment under the gloomy lighting.

In the place where the collection room was written, monsters that seemed to have been captured from each floor were rampaging here and there.

Insects, wild beasts, fish, crustaceans, etc… Among them, there were also a few kings, but all of them seemed to have gone mad, judging from the fact that they were all sitting in the corner of the collection room with a dazed look on their faces.

In the place where the spawning room was written, monsters that appeared to be pregnant were preparing to give birth while catching their breath.

All of them had grotesquely swollen stomachs, probably because they had been injected with some kind of strange drug.

In the place where the blood collection room was written, countless monsters were getting their blood drawn while they were as dry as mummies.

Subjects in a situation worse than dying in reality, who longed for death at any moment.

“…”

Among them, what attracted Vikir the most was, of course, the space opposite.

In the place where it says fighting room, countless monsters were fighting with their teeth and claws pointing at each other as if they were about to kill each other.

Kwak! Rumble……!

Considering that there are quite a few echoes, it seems that not all of them are normal bets.

As if believing that only the last surviving individual could escape this indestructible space, they were fighting fiercely.

And besides that, there are many breeding grounds with unreadable words written on them.

The space where Bikir is currently confined was just one of them.

‘Then what purpose is this space made for?’

Bikir raised his head and looked up.

As expected, there is a sign on top of the kennel.

I stuttered through the vaguely visible text.

“……The mating room?”

mating (交尾). The sexual act of males and females for the purpose of reproduction.

‘Right. Was it a factory where monsters captured from the world outside the tower were bred and bred to produce various subspecies, subspecies, and mutant second generations?’

Humans also operate this kind of facility on livestock.

However, when I fell inside it, the feeling was different.

In the other mating room next door, several monsters were roaming about anxiously.

However, there was one difference between the mating room where other monsters were confined and the mating room where Vikir was confined.

‘Why did I fall here alone?’

Bikir pondered for a moment.

Of course, they cannot mate alone. There must be a female individual to mate here.

However, there is only one human in this kennel, Bikir.

‘I’m sure there must be a passenger trapped here before me…’

If there’s a woman who came here before Vikir, you’ll be able to get information from her.

About what you need to get out of here.

‘But this is the best result.’

In the worst case, the woman who will be here may already be out of her mind or filled with malice.

You don’t know what terrible experiences you must have had on your way here.

‘It is highly likely that the normal personality and values have already collapsed.’

It would be impossible to stay sane in this tower without having a hero-level mentality.

So Bikir was closely guarding the surroundings.

This is because you never know when and where the hidden blade will fly.

but.

Vikir soon realized that he was wrong.

Giying-

A gate that suddenly opens down the hill where Bikir is standing.

And one person who jumps out of it and rolls on the floor.

“Ouch- where is this again?”

The person who woke up rubbing her hair was definitely a female student wearing a cloak from the Colosseo Academy.

I couldn’t help but let out a small sigh as I looked at the familiar face looking around with an uneasy expression.

‘……I wonder if I was a passenger.’