Episode 306 The Age of Warmongering (8)
“Do you feel like talking about your mother?”
Moment. The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became tense.
Nabokov gave a gentle smile to Amdusias, who had a somewhat dazed expression.
“Solitary-I don’t think the devil is God’s creation after all. To insult God is to insult his mother.”
[You’re a girl whose mind is not intact. Go away.]
Amdusias snorted as if he was not worth dealing with.
Then he stretched out a large horseshoe forward and struck Nabokov.
“No! Pope!”
Dolores rushed forward, but it was too late.
……bang! Clumsy!
It means that it is too late to stop Amdusias’ paws from snapping with a terrifying explosion.
“……?”
[…?]
Vikir and Amdusias froze on the spot due to such an unexpected result.
Surprisingly, Nabokov, standing there with a gentle smile, broke Amdusias’ front leg into an L shape with just a light stretch of his hand.
It was a direction that could not be turned.
“……All right. Yes. It’s a horse head. As you said, we Quo Vadis are the descendants of ‘three times denying God’.”
The first head of the Quo Vadis family and the first pope. 1st Apostle.
He apparently betrayed Prophet Rune and denied God three times before the first rooster crowed.
“…but there’s a story behind that.”
Nabokov spoke in a clear, clear voice that had never been heard before.
At the moment of betraying the prophet for the third time, the first rooster’s crow was heard, and the apostle burst into tears.
He returned to his hometown in the remote mountains and worked as a stonemason with his eyes, ears and mouth closed until the prophet Lun was resurrected.
An apostle who carved out the bedrock at the foot of a mountain to form a pagoda.
How much time had passed, but one day he was called by the resurrected Rune.
‘Do you love me?’
‘i love you.’
‘Do you love me?’
‘i love you.’
‘Do you love me?’
‘i love you.’
At the question repeated three times, the apostle shed tears of repentance and bowed his head.
Prophet Lune then turned and started down the mountain with a satisfied smile.
The apostle asked, walking behind him barefoot and gasping.
‘Lord, where are you going (Quo Vadis Domine)?’
Then the Prophet Lun replied, ‘I will return to the place where I died to be persecuted again’, and the apostle was terribly ashamed of his petty concern for his life.
“From here comes our family name, our surname.”
Pope Nabokov Rune Quo Vadis I. The first saint to be crowned pope. …… To be precise, a monk among saints.
She put her hand into the goggles of her round and puffy skirt.
And in Nabokov’s hand, who slipped out of his skirt again, held a terrifying mace that gave goosebumps just by looking at it.
Buuuung-
Nabokov swung the mace, whose weight was unknown, as if he were handling a knitting needle.
Quick!
Amdusias’ front leg, hit by it, bends in a strange direction again.
[Keep it!? This crazy old woman!?]
Amdusias stepped back and at the same time pulled the reins forward.
Then the red-eyed Winston grabbed a knife that had been rolling around and charged.
“Die old man!”
The solid aura unique to the Sword Master radiated black.
but.
“Ugh-guy- it’s so hard to carry something like this. I’m thirsty for no reason-”
Nabokov evaded Winston’s slash all too easily with just a slight pull of his chin back a few centimeters.
At the same time, her eyes, which were always gentle, flashed as sharp as a blade.
“A nun is not a job that makes a living only by divine power. A young man.”
At the same time, Nabokov caught Winston’s blade with the back of his hand, slid it lightly diagonally, and thrust his fist into the empty space.
Puck- Woozik!
The sound of the collarbones forcibly opening the locked door.
At the same time as Winston’s two eyeballs swelled up.
Kwajik!
The iron ball, which flew at great speed, struck Winston’s skull.
“Ugh uh uh old man dies.”
“Heuk!?”
While Nabokov was making death noises, Winston was making death noises too.
“Kuhak!? Kkeukreuk… kkeuk!”
Pieces of blood and intestines squirt out of my lips.
Amdusias hurriedly turned his black mane into flame and spewed it out, but it dried up in an instant as it touched Nabokov’s brilliant white light.
Even Amdusias, the Auburn city of the world, was unable to cheer up in front of Nabokov.
And Bikir, who is looking at all of this, has a slightly dazed expression.
‘I can’t believe it. Was he really like this?’
When I first saw Pope Nabokov, I thought he was just an old man with dementia.
……But what about?
The pressure felt from that small old woman right in front of me reminded me of a Cain Corso sitting on a throne in the tomb of a knife.
[Ugh… How can this happen?]
Amdusias also didn’t know that Nabokov’s power would be this great.
by then
“Ha ha ha ha – here! The place where you can feel the most powerful energy! The blood of the great knight is boiling!”
“…Useless vigilance is prohibited. We have already sent a request for support to the imperial family, so the guards will come soon. Until then, let’s stop it.”
Cervantes, head of the Donquixote family, Roderick, the head of the Usher family, has arrived.
Many other parents, including the head of the Leviathan family and the minor head of the Baskervilles, also made their way through the ruins to the heart of the place.
Since then, faculty members and elite students have been showing up one after another.
Among them, there was a transfer student from the House of Morgue who was looking very excited.
“B…… yup!”
Kamyu, who was about to call out Bikir’s name inadvertently, shuts her mouth and waves her hand.
And almost at the same time, Camu’s eyebrows twisted as he checked the face of Dolores, who was right next to Bikir.
“……What is it? Wind? Field sword?”
Vikir didn’t bother to answer.
‘It’s the final chapter now.’
Camu’s incomprehensible low pressure bothered me a little, but the stage progressed to this point anyway.
And now the only thing left is Winston’s choice.
“…”
Bikir retreated behind the crowd and quietly waited.
at that time.
“Hounds of the night! You, too, are urgently arrested for rebellion!”
There was someone pressing Bikir’s back from behind.
Morgue Banshee. He is seen holding Bikir’s wrist back and bending it with a determined expression.
Behind him, Tudor Sancho Piggy Bianca, each holding a weapon, stood by his master’s side with a determined look on his face.
“Babam’s Hound! Arrest! Take the aura of my great hero, Tudor!”
“Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! We have to help the professor! Stay alert!”
“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah… everyone’s legs are shaking!”
“I have to take this opportunity to arrest this vicious criminal too! Am I not going to become a super famous celebrity like this!?”
A giant demon in front of you and the worst villain in the ecliptic, the hound of night.
In the eyes of the public, both were enemies of mankind, so it was unavoidable.
Right then.
“……hmm?”
Professor Banshee noticed a strange thing.
It could be seen only by the one holding the wrist close behind the night hound’s back.
bracelet.
A bracelet that was only distributed to Colosseo Academy students.
‘This is the key to pass through the new magic wall. It’s a bracelet type. I make them by hand whenever I have time. The students have already made everything, so you just need to distribute it. If the conditions permit, I’ll make the professors’ ones too.’
This bracelet, which is made of gray shoots and rooted grass seeds, is a specially crafted artifact used by academy students to enter and exit the magic wall at the main gate.
……why is this now strapped to the wrist of the hound of the night?
“no way?”
The moment Professor Banshee raised his head with an angry expression.
[…You guys won’t be able to achieve what you want. Nothing.]
A black air current began to rage fiercely from Amdusias’ body.
At the same time, Bikir had a hunch.
‘come. asked.’
Finally, the demon began its final struggle.
Each of the 10 commoners he had dealt with so far had a unique ability.
In the tenth poem Andromalius turns water into blood.
Dantalian at the time of Gubeon infests disease and abscesses.
The eighth county, Sierre, turns livestock and humans into corpses.
At number seven, Decaravia sucks mana like a hungry locust.
In the sixth hour Belial sucks riches like a sucker of blood.
And Amdusias, the city of Auburn right in front of you, was also about to perform a strange miracle.
< 'Oven City' Amdusias >
Risk Level: S+
Size: ?
Discovery Location: ‘Serpent’s Womb’ in the depths of the Gate of Destruction
– also known as ‘The Fifth Corpse’.
One of the ten plagues leading to the natural enemy of mankind, incomprehensible and unkillable.
“I will take the lives of the first born that year.”
– 『Ten Commandments』 10:上 –
Hunt for children.
Against the countless parents gathered here, Amdusias performed the worst transfer.
…Currure!
Strange sounds came from everywhere.
It’s the sound of seeds sprouting. It was the sound of a plant growing at a rapid pace, extending its roots and stems.
……The problem is that the sounds were coming from the wrists of the Colosseo Academy students.
“What!?”
Professor Banshee freaked out and stepped back.
The bracelets on the wrists of all Colosseo Academy students, including Bikir, seemed to vibrate violently, and all at once began to explode black lights.
The tiny seeds attached to the bracelet soon take root and grow at an astounding speed.
“What!?”
Parents panicked and tried to cut the plants off their children’s wrists, but it was impossible.
This is because it is so tough and the growth rate is fast.
yet.
This mysterious black plant devoured all the students of the Colosseo Academy.
Then, we stretched out our stems and roots, entangled ourselves, and began to unite as one.
It is a scene as if looking at a gigantic Yeonliji.
Sa-sasa-sasa-sasa…
The trees that were densely planted throughout the academy were drying up and dying at an incredible rate.
It was as if they were trying to give all the nutrients to this one black tree rooted in the center of the ruined auditorium.
“…three worlds.”
Professor Banshee looked at the huge tree growing helplessly. All the students at
Shua Aaa Aak-
Colosseo Academy were sucked into that huge tree stem.
“No! Son!”
“Kwaaaaagh! Give me my daughter!”
“I can’t believe it! Give me back my disciples, please!”
But no matter how hard parents and professors try.
Kwak-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa
-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-no-no-no-nothing but explosions.
“Son! Here comes the father!”
“Uh-aaaaa! My daughter! I throw away my daughter!”
Cervantes, head of the Donquixote family, and Roderick, head of the Usher family, frantically unleashed a blow with all their might, but the tree did not respond. The worst thing
Principal Winston created was The result was the moment when
the cursed giant tree, which
should not have existed in this world, engulfed the entire Colosseo Academy.
