Revenge of the Iron-Blooded Sword Hound Chapter 364

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Episode 364 Ghost Castle in the Deep Sea (2)

# Entrance Ceremony 1st: < Belongings Inspection >

The entrance ceremony consists of a total of 3 steps.

Until it began, the prisoners did not realize the seriousness of the situation.

The inspection of belongings is a matter of course, and the second and third health checkups and baths are unexpected luxuries.

Therefore, the prisoners were generally happy.

“What kind of idiot would bring a weapon while being locked up in a place like this?”

“I don’t have anything hidden, so it won’t be a big deal.”

“Oh, I want to take a bath soon.”

However, Bikir did not believe the words written on the entrance ceremony schedule at all.

‘For those who were dragged all the way to New Wave, they’re naive.’

The prisoners who don’t lose their smiles even though they are being dragged while being tied up next to each other like giraffes. How long can their expressions be maintained?

Eventually, the prisoners, including Bikir, came out to a large square, guided by the guards.

Only then did the prisoners’ expressions change.

“……uh?”

“What is it? They say they’re inspecting belongings?”

“But why go to a cliff like this…?”

The scenery that unfolded before my eyes was quite bleak.

A sheer cliff. And another cliff can be seen over a distance so far away that it can be seen as a dot.

And the sharp-forged blades were connected between the cliffs.

……It wasn’t even that.

Above the huge bladed bridge connecting the cliffs, huge iron balls that could be used for demolition at a construction site were swinging from side to side like a pendulum on a clock.

“What is this? You’re not telling me to cross here, are you?”

“It’s the top of the day, this is it!”

“What are those ironsmiths doing?!”

The complexion of the prisoners turns white in front of the terrible sight in front of them.

‘I knew it.’

Bikir nodded.

Nouvelle Vague’s word of mouth can’t be ordinary.

It was disguised as everyday words, but the reality must have been terrible and cruel.

……Like right now.

Sureung-

Finally, the guards revealed their true colors.

They stabbed the prisoners in the back with knives, clubs and spears.

If he didn’t go over the bladed bridge, he was going to kill him like this.

In the end, the prisoners cried and put their feet on the blade to eat mustard.

You have to walk over hundreds of meters worth of small blades barefoot.

If you lose your balance even for a moment and fall, you will fall down a bottomless cliff.

One prisoner shuddered and asked.

“What if I fall down there?”

“……Leave it to your imagination.”

Lieutenant Gareum, who was guiding the prisoners, replied in a businesslike tone.

Soon, the prisoners stood in a line and started walking on the cutting edge.

The extremely sharp blades pierced the bare feet of the prisoners with every step.

The flesh, cut even once, cracks deeper and deeper because of the weight.

The cold jakdu blade cut the soles of the prisoners’ feet again and again, and eventually cut them off.

“Quaaaaaagh!”

The prisoner, who had collapsed while spurting blood, collapsed in front of him and his whole body was torn apart.

Patter- Patter- Patter-

Red blood and flesh fell down.

Seeing the prisoner in front of them fall into a state of misery in an instant, the other prisoners tensed their toes even more nervously.

Giving great strength to the big toe and the ring finger, holding the blade with only the strength of the toes and walking slowly.

That was how the prisoners could move.

……But it was really just a way to get around.

Booung –

A huge iron ball passed in front of a prisoner’s eyes.

The iron balls moving section by section on the bridge boasted tremendous weight and speed.

If you get hit even once, you have no choice but to be thrown down the cliff with your whole body crushed like fish meat.

“Haha- you idiots. If you go like this, you won’t get hit by an iron ball!”

A prisoner was crawling like a cockroach, holding the blade with both hands and feet.

Although his limbs were already bloody, he was still quite stable, crawling on his legs.

A huge iron ball was also passing over his head, so there seemed no danger.

…… On the surface, it was like that.

However, there was something the prisoner failed to grasp, and that was the material of the iron ball.

Booung-

An iron ball that passed once and returned.

As it approached, the prisoner bowed his head.

It was to pass safely over your head.

however.

“……uh?”

The prisoner immediately felt his right hand lift up by itself.

slam!

Suddenly, the right hand, which was lifted up into the air, was caught by the swinging iron ball.

“Hee!? Magnet!”

Yes. Each of the iron balls that passed over the bladed bridge had strong magnetism.

The prisoner, whose right hand had an iron core embedded in his finger, felt his right hand move freely by a powerful magnet.

and.

…Poouk! Wood deok!

I had to witness with my own eyes how the iron core stuck in my finger was ripped out of the skin and pulled out and stuck to the iron ball.

“Quaaaaaagh!”

The prisoner whose finger had been cut out of nowhere screamed and lost his balance.

His toes and fingers, which were holding the bladed leg, gave up, and he collapsed on top of the blade, his body splitting vertically and falling down the cliff.

Similar things were happening one after another on the bridge on the last day.

The swinging iron ball absorbed everything.

Pooh!

The prisoner who had secretly hidden the file knife in his anus was torn apart with a terrible look.

The prisoner, who had blade shards stuck in his wounds long ago, fell down the bridge of the jakdu blade with grievous wounds.

The same was true for those who wore prosthetic arms or legs.

In addition, there were a number of prisoners who fell down the cliff because the iron ball, which has strong magnetism, bounced like a rope every time it went back and forth.

Prisoners who had not yet climbed onto the bridge could only tremble with fear.

“What is this! What is the word of mouth! This is just a dog death!

Then Lieutenant Gareum, who was next to him, shook his head.

“It can’t be. There is a separate ‘Execution Ceremony of New Wave’ and it’s terrible compared to this one. And if you look over there, there are prisoners who are going well, aren’t they?”

“……What?”

At those words, all the prisoners turned their heads.

The precarious blade bridge and the magnetic ironsmiths galloping over it.

There was one person walking leisurely between them.

It was Bikir.

‘It’s fortunate that Baalzebub and Dekarabia didn’t get caught in the magnet.’

Bikir was just walking barefoot on the small ledge.

The calluses, which had been pierced through numerous training sessions, could push out this amount of blades without the need for mana.

If you avoid the iron ball that often ignorantly flies, you can go to the cliff on the other side without too much difficulty.

“……What is that monster?”

“Yay! I’m coming too!”

“A kid like that is going, but I can’t be scared!”

The other prisoners, too, emboldened by Bikir’s propaganda, began to jump.

#2nd entrance ceremony: < Introspection >

After the first round of belongings inspection, the number of people admitted to the entrance ceremony was drastically reduced.

Still, there was no annihilation like those who had completed their journey to the deep sea.

However, there were quite a number of people whose entire bodies were covered in blood.

“Okay, next is the health check.”

Lieutenant Gareum opened his mouth, but no prisoners believed his words.

And sure enough, the prisoners were locked up like lab mice in a narrow valley.

“What? What are you trying to do here?”

“Huh? Huh!? Up there! Up there!”

“Something is falling!”

One by one, the prisoners looked up.

I see something like black snow falling in abundance.

Looking closely, it was a sphere that looked like a rubber ball, a little smaller than an adult fist and had a tactile feel.

As soon as they fell to the floor, they revealed their true form.

When the rounded body was unfolded, the elongated oval body was revealed.

When the black body wriggled, sharp, nail-like teeth protruded from what was supposed to be the head.

“Ugh!? It’s a leech!”

Screams broke out among the prisoners.

Countless leeches were falling on the heads of the prisoners.

These little black vampires clung to the prisoners and sucked on anything they could find, but it didn’t seem like they were just drawing blood.

“Huh? It’s not these guys’ blood…”

“It’s bones! It’s bones!”

“They suck the skin!”

Shouts of terror erupted from among the prisoners.

What the leeches sucked varied.

Some leeches sucked blood as standard, some bones, some leeches skin.

Watching the prisoners flounder in the swamp of leeches, the guards were writing things down on charts.

“No. 12 bone density normal……”

“No. 36 low blood volume, I need to stop fasting.”

“Skin condition 43 is good. No problems with work.”

“Report to Lieutenant Colonel ‘Black Tongue’.”

The health checkup was just using the taste of the leeches.

The fact that leeches actively attack means that there is no major abnormality in the prey’s body condition.

Right then.

Shhh- Leeches

that clung to one of the prisoners all showed symptoms of paralysis and began complaining of pain.

“Kkeuk! Kkeuk! Kkeuk!”

Creepy de Leviathan.

A wicked person who was expelled from Leviathan, an extremely poisonous person, saying that he had a mental problem.

The leeches that clung to his body and sucked his blood, bones, and skin seemed to stiffen, and then they came out and fell.

Perhaps there was poison in the blood or bone marrow.

‘……There are many problematic elements.’

Bikir, who had been quietly entrusting himself to the spiders and giving only things to give, thought as he gazed at the smiling calmly from far away.

‘It’s a good thing that there are many problematic elements.’

I thought that if I did well, I might be able to use him to my advantage.

#3rd news: < Bath >

The prisoners who climbed up from the swamp of leeches lay exhausted on the floor.

Bone density, muscle density, and blood reserves were in a state of drastically dropping, so everyone was barely alive.

……Now, the only barrier left is the ‘bath’.

However, no one had the look of anticipation before the entrance ceremony.

Those who survived were taken into an empty circular plaza, where they found eerie things.

It was a bunch of skeletons.

Human bones, only bones, were rolling around here and there, but if you look closely, there are many strange parts.

“Are there any small holes in your bones?”

“It’s either burned or melted.”

“What the hell… What else are you going to do?”

The prisoners looked around anxiously.

And

this time, too, a terrible surprise struck

them .

It

seemed

to

be

.

_ Then

, the prisoners who had just been flustered by the side quickly ran and crawled under the dead prisoner’s corpse

to escape the sulfur shower

. It’s my umbrella!”

“Shut up! He’s been my friend since he was on the surface!”

“Give me that! It’s mine!”

The prisoners fought fiercely, tearing apart the dead prisoner’s corpse.

In the meantime, the dead prisoner’s corpse was torn to shreds and turned into countless umbrellas.

Before long, the shower of sulfur water that had been pouring down for several hours was all over the place. It’s over.

Through the thick yellow steam, guards in gas masks entered.

Lieutenant Garm Nord.
He looked around and nodded .

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Revenge of the Iron-Blooded Sword Hound

Revenge of the Iron-Blooded Sword Hound

Revenge of the Iron-Blooded Sword Hound, Revenge of the Sword Clan's Hound
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Status: Completed Released: 2020
He was the hound of the Baskerville family: Vikir. Yet his loyalty was rewarded by the blade of a guillotine dirtied by slander. “I will never live the life of a hound slaughtered after the rabbit is caught.” In place of death, an unexpected opportunity awaits him. Vikir’s eyes glowed red as he sharpened his canines in the dark. “Just you wait, Hugo. I will rip out your throat this time.” It’s time for the hound to exact bloody revenge on his owner.

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