Revenge of the Iron-Blooded Sword Hound - Chapter 439

Episode 439 Dreaming the Impossible (3)

Marquis Sade and Director Orca.

Two people who were said to exert the same fighting power as a fortress alone joined hands.

“Pussss- The Ushers who chased me in the past were a bit spicier, but I want this because it’s bland.”

“Stop the chatter, the prisoner. There’s still a lot left.”

Marquis de Sade and Major General Orca were walking among the Usher family’s new snipers as if they were taking a walk.

However, the changes taking place around him were truly terrifying.

Let’s go –

Sad’s whip moves like a giant snake and blows away the assassins on the wall.

The grotesquely twisting and bending coils cut and shaved everything they touched, bringing blood to the surroundings.

bang! Kwa-ang! Thump-

Orca’s truncheon slammed the flying arrows with great ease, and when the arrows did not come flying, they swung toward the ground like a drumstick.

Every time it hit the wall, a heavy seismic wave occurred with a roar, sending the enemies down the wall.

THAAD for offense and Orca for defense.

Their combination was far superior to the combination of Dordium and Suware that they experienced when they were in Nouvelle Vague in the past.

Even THAAD wasn’t just good at attacking, and Orca wasn’t just good at defending either.

Sade’s whip moved like a monster’s tongue, entangling and clamping down on the flying arrows, and Orca’s club turned assassins who approached close to them into bloody blows.

Indeed, a perfect workshop centered around the two old men, and a circle with a radius of several tens of meters was formed, and no one could enter it.

Seeing all of this, Bianca’s jaw dropped.

“Who are those people? My family’s sniper team…”

It’s natural to be surprised.

The Godslayer Sniper Team is Usher’s core force, because the Shin Gungbi, one of the seven great families.

However, after recognizing the faces of Marquis de Sade and Major General Orca, Cimmeries’ expressions were terribly crumpled.

[Aren’t those people the remains of the 47-man unrest? Why are they gathered in a place like this?]

Then, the gazes of Sade and Orca simultaneously turned this way as if they had promised.

“Retirement? Did you say that to me?”

“Maybe it’s because he’s a devil, so he doesn’t know much about the world. Come here for a moment.”

At the same time, Sade’s whip and Orca’s club flew into the air.

Buuuung-

The aura that wriggled like a snake and the aura that surged like a tidal wave attacked Cimmeries all at once.

It was a shock wave powerful enough to knock down the entire huge spire.

[…Kuh!?]

Chimeries jumped into the air to escape the aura storm that was crushing her feet.

“Who said that it was a waste?”

Suddenly, I was startled by the eerie voice coming from above.

Sade was laughing terrifyingly over Cimmeries head.

Per-billion!

A bundle of whips, wrapped in several short layers, struck Cimmeries head like lightning.

Cimmeries fell to the ground without even screaming.

And beneath it, an orca with a club was waiting.

blah blah!

Hit by the club, Cimmeries breaks the wall and flies away.

Sade’s whip

wrapped around Chimeries’ torso again.

This time, the long, unleashed whip tightly tightened Cimmeries’ waist, and Sade turned it around like a pendulum.

Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa!

Tied to the whip, Cimmeries rotated in a circle, smashing all the bumps on the wall and starting to lay waste to the surroundings.

[Woo Ah Ah Ah-]

When Chimeres, who is barely escaped from the whip, stumbled and came out of the collapse.

Quageek-

Eight teeth gnawed at the nape of Cimmeries’ neck again.

It was Vikir who cast a shadow like that of a god of death behind Cimmeries’ back.

“The devil kills.”

[How dare this human…!]

The moment Chimeries just opened his mouth.

Pupper puffer puck!

Numerous iron skewers protruding from the floor penetrated Chimeries’ body.

Behind Bikir, Camu was smiling brightly.

“It’s perfect for a reunion gift for your boyfriend.”

On Kamyu’s shoulder, who was delighted with a bright tone, he saw Seere, who was very small, with a teary face.

[Three years old… You dare to betray?]

[Huh- Heh- I’m not doing this because I like it either.]

[Shut up! If he finds out about this, four years…!]

However, Cimmeries couldn’t finish his words.

…kwak!

It was because Sancho’s ax Piggy’s sword, Bianca’s arrows, fell one after another. The

golden

grip protruding from the ground held Chimeries so that he could not move.

It was Sinclair’s magic that followed.

[Queuuugh!]

Cimmeries turned into black smoke and tried to run away, but it was impossible. It

‘s

because the white curtain emitted by Dolores imprisoned Cimmeries.

“Make your neck longer.”

The type 8 teeth drawn by Vikir ferociously gnawed through Chimeries’ body.

Cimmeries also extended his spear to counterattack, but was blocked by Decarabia.

“Pussssss…”

“This side is finished.”

Where Bikir raised his head, he saw Sade and Orca standing there.

The two old men in the center, with innumerable spears and arrows scattered around, were looking down this way with Don Quixote and Usher gripping the necks and hairs of the assailants.

Bikir also had a hunch that it was time to end everything.

[Knight-Turned out-even if it wasn’t just that blood. Shit! I wondered why Amdusias collapsed!]

Chimeries exclaimed as if screaming.

But Vikir didn’t leave even the slightest chance.

Having cut off Cimmeries’ ankles and wrists, Vikir soon prepared for the final blow.

I was thinking of destroying my heart cleanly.

at that time.

“Bikir. Hold on.”

A voice interrupted Bikir.

Tudor. Don Quixote La Mancha Tudor.

He approached and was staring at Bikir.

With only one arm holding the window king’s spear Gungnir firmly.

“Let me do it.”

In Tudor’s gaze, I felt a firm and determined will.

But Bikir refused.

“Can not be done.”

“……why?”

There was a hint of sadness in Tudor’s voice.

But Bikir was adamant.

“Fate will change when the devil’s last spurt of blood is covered. The law of causality will be twisted.”

No matter how good luck you are born with, the end cannot be good as long as you are with the devil’s end.

The twisted and distorted causality leads the demon hunter’s words to a bad place.

So, the end of a demon hunter’s fate is usually dark and lonely.

however.

“It’s okay. This is what I chose.”

Tudor set out to become a demon hunter himself.

It’s impossible to say so strongly.

In addition, Tudor was also a person who lived a life full of devil’s blood in the past fate, so this may be his original destiny.

“…”

After a brief silence, Vikir quietly took a step back.

It is an expression of trust.

“thank you.”

Tudor bowed his head at Vikir.

Eventually, Tudor asked Piggy next to him.

“Piggy. Can I get some of your blood? I don’t know why, but it seems like your blood is poison to demons.”

“However much!”

Hearing Tudor’s request, Piggy nodded and cut his arm slightly with the knife.

The dark red blood that flowed from Piggy’s body stained the blade of Tudor’s spear, Gungnir.

“…”

Tudor looked down at Cimmeries crawling on the floor.

Pasamonte’s face was still visible on the chest of Cimmeries, whose mouth was open.

The heart peeks out through the black flesh of the scars around it that have been cracked and burst by Bikir.

Pasamonte’s face was distorted, covering Cimmeries’ heart.

Then a dry voice escaped Tudor’s lips.

“To dream the impossible (Soñar lo imposible soñar).”

Gungnir, a spear with two blades shining blue, raised his head.

“Vencer al invicto rival” (Vencer al invicto rival).

Tears of blood flow from bloodshot eyes.

“Sufrir el dolor insufrible” (Sufrir el dolor insufrible).

The pounding heart that was about to explode squeezed out even the strength of the days when life was just beginning.

“Morir por un noble ideal.”

All of this is to fulfill the duties and duties of a true knight.

……no.

“Su deber no Su privilegio” (Su deber no Su privilegio).

With Tudor’s last words, the spear king’s spear Gungnir pierced the air.

Per-billion!

The sound of the tough hide ripping open and the evil mass of flesh hiding within it being destroyed.

The veins in which the insidious malice flowed were severed, and all the terrible things contained within them spewed out.

Cimmeries struggled vigorously, scratching the ground, but Tudor’s spear, which had pierced his heart and stuck to the ground, did not budge.

[The great business… the gate… the age of demons…]

Cimmeries murmured in a dying voice and sat down.

And never moved again.

It was the moment when the fourth main character, who had been leading the world to destruction, left the stage.

And the focus shifts to the person who has newly become the main character of the stage.

black blood. devil’s blood.

Tudor, who wore it, accepted it calmly without retreating a single step back.

Tudor’s eyes that pierce through the devil’s muddy blood are clear, pure, and straight.

I had seen it before getting out of the way.

The world before the return of mortal destiny The age of destruction when everything was burnt and faded.

The eyes of a hero who lived the most intensely and most passionately at the forefront of that era.

Changwang Don Quixote La Mancha Tudor.

It was the spirit of a great hero who would lead the future.