Episode 100 Madame Eight Legs (6)
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-3 Slot: Super fast regeneration – The swamp salamander (A+)
The third bead of Bealzebub, the magic sword, was emitting red light.
The bog salamander’s spirit rages inside the orb.
That destructive energy soon turned into ghost energy and flowed through Vikir’s blood vessels throughout his body.
The skill ‘ultra-high speed regeneration’ has been cast.
Tsutsutsutsutsu…
His body was regenerating at an astonishing rate, along with black steam spewing out from all over the muscle fibers.
A new leg sprouted from the amputated leg, internal organs were regenerated, and the torn wound healed on its own as the bones attached.
Bog salamanders are monsters that have the best regenerative power in floods, and even if their arms are severed up to the shoulder blades, they can regenerate them to the tips of their fingers.
Of course, regeneration on such a large scale consumes a lot of stamina, but it is far better than living a life of deformity.
It’s only natural during battle.
Within seconds of being mop-clad and pinned to the floor, Bikir completely reconstructed his body.
[Jaak?]
The madam lifted her front legs and scratched the top of her head as if she didn’t know why.
Bikir cautiously backed away.
‘……If I had gone in to feed the follow-up, I would have died instantly.’
When the first attack was successful, he trusted his instincts and retreated, so he ended up suffering only this much.
If it had ignored the warnings of its instincts and advanced just a little, very little deeper for the next attack, it would have crushed its skull and died, and in that case, even a bog salamander with excellent regenerative abilities would not be able to do much.
At least the body to recover with regenerative power should remain.
Meanwhile.
[Jaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaeg]
The madam had been restless as if she was uneasy about something from earlier.
It’s because of the burning smell that crosses the tip of the nose.
The smell of fire, which spiders hate extremely, was coming from somewhere.
Soon Madame realized where the burning smell was coming from.
It was the smell coming from his own tail.
…Kurruk! …Hwareuk!
The bursa of the back that Vikir’s slash had just passed by.
This pouch of slime, from which spider webs were usually pulled out, was now bubbling with wounds.
What burned from that wound was surely the dark flames of the boundless realm!
“How does hellfire taste?”
Bikir flung to the left and asked.
Just before, when he swung a knife at the spider’s body and cut it, Bikir activated one more skill besides emitting an aura.
It was the ‘Burn’ skill obtained by holding Cerberus.
Enemies who are cut or stabbed by the blade of the demonic sword Baalzebub will receive fatal burns in that area.
The boundless hellfire transferred by the ghost of Cerberus continues to give the opponent a burning pain.
[Jaaah!]
Madame rubbed the butt on the floor as if he was angry.
However, the fire continued to burn even more fiercely.
As if flames were digging through a hole in an oil barrel, the mucus leaking out of Madame’s bursa continued to attract flames.
Once brushed, it must burn forever. That is the curse of Cerberus, the dog of hell.
In the end, Madam conceded. What a nuisance these infernal fires that Cerberus had displaced.
Chow ah! Cheeky! Smack!
The madam held her breath, enlarged the hole in her tail, and poured out all the mucus on the floor.
A colossal amount of white liquid gushed out.
Bikir avoided them and retreated backwards.
Before long, all the fire burning Madame’s bursa was gone from her backside.
This is because a large amount of mucus was excreted at once.
[Jaah! Giggik-]
The madam turned around backwards, shaking her legs as if indignation.
And then
“……?”
Bikir did something that would cause him to tilt his head.
The madam, who put her legs into the hole and stirred it, took out a small, round sphere.
It was ‘Al’.
It was only then that Bikir understood why the madam was so hungry all the time.
Madam was pregnant and had numerous eggs in her body.
but. The food Madam can eat is limited now that she has exhausted her physical strength due to the current intruder.
[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh]]
Madam devoured the concentrated nutrient mass of the eggs she laid without hesitation.
“You are a heartless mother.”
Bikir raised his bow without saying anything.
Puff!
An arrow flew and headed for Madame.
The arrow pierced the air and entered Madame’s third eye from the left.
Paksak!
My eyeballs exploded like raw eggs.
Of course, the flames of the bounded world were transferred along with the aura that rotated at high speed on the surface of the arrowhead.
[Gyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa”
Madam stretched out her legs in anger, but what awaited at the end of the track was the swordsman wielding Bikir.
Denggeng-
Again, a crack appeared in the night sky that seemed to be split in two.
This time, Madame’s right front leg was cut off and she fell to the floor.
…thud!
Bikir stepped back to avoid the poisonous blood that was sprayed in all directions.
[giggling giggling-]
Madame was not at all agitated even though she lost her front leg.
However, after eating one more egg from the burrow, it regenerated two new legs from the amputated surface of the severed leg.
Puffy! Poududeuk!
Madame now has ten legs.
The severed leg is unconditionally increased to two, so it is impossible to attack recklessly now.
Bikir silently watched the madam’s movements with her mouth shut.
yet.
Bikir nodded.
“Yes. If you cut one, it becomes two, right?”
Then Baalzebub, sticking out of Bikir’s artery, revealed six reddish teeth.
“Then let’s see how far it goes.”
A dark red aura exploded madly from Bikir’s body.
Baskerville carnivore.
The bloody aura at the tip of the magic sword burned brightly like the sun and fell again towards Madame’s leg.
The sharp tip of a knife, like the teeth of a carnivorous animal, embroidered six traces in succession.
Deng-Geng-Deng-Gung-
The two newly grown legs were cut off again, and the madam regenerated them again as if nothing had happened.
Puffy! Wood deok! Dduduk!
Where two legs were cut off, four legs soon sprouted.
Bikir emitted another long aura.
This sensation, as if all the blood flowing in the body is turning into an aura, is a far-off realm of martial arts!
Feeling as if all the blood vessels in his body were on fire, Bikir shot forward.
Again, the aura blade burst out.
Madame’s hard exoskeleton is cut off by the high-speed rotating aura of the gradienter.
And from the amputated surface of the severed leg, two new legs sprouted again.
Bikir continued to burn mana in her body and emit an aura, and each time Madam was getting more and more legs.
[Jaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaag!]
Madam moved her legs that had stretched out countless times and slashed Bikir’s whole body.
…Puppuppuppuppuppup!
Even in the pain of losing his mind, Bikir did not lose focus.
And, like a seasoned hound that has passed through the era of destruction, it endured the terrible pain while standing.
Bog salamander’s regenerative power heals Bikir’s body again.
However, he could not help the terrible poison that penetrated his body.
The terrifying poison melts into the blood and stirs the whole body.
He somehow managed to hold on by burning his blood vessels with the graduate’s aura, but it seemed obvious that he would not last long.
Bikir raised his blurred vision and glared at the madam in front of him.
The sneer on Madame’s face was getting thicker.
[Kiririk-Jaak!]
Madame lifted her two front legs at once, perhaps in an attempt to crush the staggering Bikir at once.
It was a fairly leisurely move.
……but?
Tilting-
At the moment, the madam also stumbles.
Is it lack of stamina? no. Madam still had a lot of stamina left.
But why is the balance of the body scattered?
In an instant, Madame realized.
That it has too many new legs on its forelimbs.
Because of Cerberus’ flames just before, he had released all the mucus in his intestines, so his weight was lightened.
On top of that, the weight of the numerous legs that had grown too bloated made the body’s balance unbalanced for an instant.
Bikir didn’t miss that brief moment when Madame flinched at the unexpected change in center of gravity.
“……!”
Bikir threw herself with a sharp spirit.
Because of the poison, the brain becomes distant.
I knew it instinctively. that this is your last chance.
Madame panicked and struggled to keep her balance, but her forelimbs were already too heavy and she couldn’t help leaning to one side.
In addition, because of the three left eyeballs that were far away, the trajectory of Bikir’s jump could not be accurately captured.
Madam tried to restrain Bikir by extending her middle leg, but the aim missed.
And Bikir stabbed Baalzebub into the spider’s abdomen, which had lost its middle legs and was empty.
Ta-evil!
In conclusion, Bikir’s aura could not pierce Madame’s torso.
Under Madame’s lower abdomen, there was a breastplate called a breastplate, which was strong enough to block even the aura of a senior grader.
Bikir’s sword got caught in the groove in Madame’s chest shield.
Madame was lucky in this respect, and Bikir was unlucky.
……however.
What Bikir was aiming for was not to stab the madam in the chest in the first place.
“Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!”
Bikir pushed Baalzebub with all his might.
Power is applied to the needle of the awl that touched the hard breastplate, pushing it back.
Yes. Even if you can’t penetrate it, you can push it.
Madam was unable to keep her balance due to the heavy forelimbs that had already been lifted up and the empty weight of the empty bursa.
Madame eventually fell to the side due to Bikir’s superhuman strength.
And next to it was a place where the ground was weakened by soft flesh and decayed bones.
Madame was unlucky in this respect and Bikir was lucky.
[Jaaaak!?]
Madame was embarrassed and struck his feet, but it was cut off by the Aura Blade that Vickir spewed up.
Bikir’s skillful technique of exquisitely targeting and cutting only the weak joint at the tip of the leg.
It was an almost instinctive swordsmanship that was impossible with blurred vision.
New legs soon followed, but it was too late.
Kwak! Woo support!
Madame landed on the soft ground and rolled down the cliff.
The madam shudders at the first unfamiliar feeling since she was born.
It is clear that the difference reflected in her few remaining eyeballs is an emotion of fear.
Madam tried to weave cobwebs from the mucosal sacs on her tail and attach them to the rock wall, but now it was impossible.
It was because I threw it all out because of Cerberus’s hellfire.
…blank! …blank! …blank!
Madam bounced off the top of the rocky peak and rolled several times before falling straight down the cliff.
And it was the same with Bikir.
“……!”
Madame did not go alone when she fell off the cliff.
At the last moment, she stretched out her legs as much as she could and pulled the resentful enemy who had pushed her away.
Soon, Bikir and Madam fell straight from the top of the peak of the rock to the ground far below.
And at the end of the last, Bikir took out his trump card.
…puck!
Bikir kicked Madame’s chest and flew away to the side.
Next to it, you can see a series of processes in which the struggling madam falls toward the ground at high speed.
Vikir fell far away from Madame because of the recoil, but it was the same as falling at high speed.
“…”
However, unlike Madame, who struggled in fear, Vikir simply closed his eyes and held his breath.
It wasn’t the fear of the shock you feel when you fall to the ground.
……it’s ready. It’s just ready to land.
yet.
The ground is visible. It was rapidly approaching.
However, meeting Madame and Bikir on the ground was obviously different.
Madam was just falling towards the bare ground, but a large object was waiting where Bikir was falling.
It is a water balloon inflated to the fullest.
A cushion filled with something soft inside the tough leather.
It was the corpse of a bog salamander, bloated with gas.
