Revenge of the Iron-Blooded Sword Hound Chapter 397

Episode 397 Dead Man Walking (2)

Vikir remembered what Garreum had said when he first entered New Wave.

‘What is this! What is the word of mouth! It’s just dog death! Isn’t it a virtual execution ceremony!’

‘It can’t be. There is a separate ‘Execution Ceremony of New Wave’, and it is incomparably terrible.’

Gareum responded calmly to the words of a prisoner who was frightened after seeing the news.

It was only then that Bikir found out why Gareum had said such a thing. A mouth that appeared in the middle of the

abyss

.

The huge mouth twisted the empty space, revealing another space nested within it.

Squares, triangles, and circles… Crooked and arbitrary-looking deformities, without order or balance, just densely sprouted jaws.

The two swollen eyeballs, like the eyes of a drowned body, were clearly responding to the ‘prey’ falling from above.

Bikir thought.

‘……The most mysterious being among the five chiefs was ‘Brigadier Plubber’.’

I heard that his identity is presumed to be a ‘strappatch type prisoner’.

However, even that was only a fitting classification, and nothing was known about which group, which order, which class, etc. this strange creature belonged to.

‘I don’t even know why they call it a prisoner in the first place. It doesn’t have a human form at all.’

age unknown. gender unknown. ethnicity unknown. It is unknown where they came from or where they are going.

The rank of brigadier general is also just a social title that humans arbitrarily attached to this creature.

An ancient ancestor creature that originally lived here a long time ago, when humans first discovered the New Wave.

No one knows what these creatures are or how they came to live here.

No matter how much I searched through the oldest documents in Nouvelle Vague, there was only a record of Brigadier Plubber ‘having been there from the beginning’.

‘……Well, anyway. Is this guy the core force responsible for the security of New Wave along with BDSM?’

Bikir thought as he looked at that gigantic, grotesque creature with its mouth wide open at the bottom of the abyss.

BDSM that redeems the prisoners’ mana and power.

A flobber that covers the entire castle in slime to prevent flooding.

These two are the two key substances that keep Nouvelle Vague alive.

Uh, uh …

then, Brigadier General, was starting to make a strange sound.

A long thick tongue protruded from the crack in the abyss.

A sticky mucus called ‘flubber’ was overflowing from under the root of the tongue.

That was the true identity of the foam film windows covering the doors and windows of the New Vague.

And it fell cleanly into the wide open mouth.

“Aaaaaaaaaagh!?”

It was only then that I knew.

Where did the stragglers who fell from the 1st Blade Bridge at the entrance ceremony in New Wave go?

What kind of end did they meet in reality, who were marked as alive on paper?

I fell into the clear abyss.

…with a plop!

The word ‘fallen’ was more appropriate.

Brigadier Plubber’s body was made of dark matter mixed with dark green.

It’s not hot, but it’s sticky and heavy, as if you’ve fallen into melted liquid after boiling lead.

This sticky aggregate of slime has spread without knowing the end, and the bottom is not hastily set limits.

If there is phlegm stuck in the throat of a giant that is as big as the world tree and the legend of the giant that appears in the ancient legend, wouldn’t it look just like this?

And let out a terrifying shriek as he plunged into the dark abyss of this hideous mucus.

“Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!”

It was a terrifying scream that instantly filled the entire empty cavity with fear.

Even the middle-level guards of New Wave, who had gone through all of the prenatal battles, covered their ears and bit their lips.

however.

“…”

Only one person.

Bikirman stood motionless, still standing tall on the edge of the cliff.

Looking down with a calm expression.

suddenly.

While his whole body melted away, he raised his head clearly.

And I met eyes with Bikir, who was looking down from the edge of the cliff above the abyss.

“……you you!”

Only then did he realize that he had been tricked.

everything was a lie

There was no rescue or jailbreak from the beginning.

In the first place, there can be no mail delivery service in the sea.

It was wrong to look for such a thing under this deep sea 10,000 meters below the sea floor.

This is New Wave. A place with no dreams, no hopes, no future.

“Geuwook! Empty!”

Shikkeun, who was buried up to his mouth before he knew it, cursed the object in front of him with all his heart.

Horrible malevolence swirled around, infusing the villain’s body with a new kind of vitality he had never known.

……But it was already too late.

Malice, murder, and revenge all have meaning only when they are alive.

The freshness that had already fallen into Brigadier Plubber’s mouth was just a chunk of meat wriggling a little fresher than usual.

Turn-up –

The wrinkles that murmur gradually sucked in the big body of the sageuk.

Des Leviathan is dragged into the pitch-black mud where the bottom is unknown.

The last time he saw the light of this world, there was Bikir’s expressionless face in front of it.

……Suddenly, his lips moved.

And with the superhuman power of observation and concentration that a human on the verge of death can demonstrate, he was able to read the faint trajectory drawn by Vikir’s lips.

‘I have to figure out whether I’m a predator or a prey before I live.’

It was exactly what I heard when we first met.

“……! ……! ……! ……!”

I shouted something clean.

With all my strength, I put a sincere and earnest heart that even I have never done in my life.

Perhaps it was a person’s wrath or malice, or an indescribably cruel and wicked curse, or a will of atonement or repentance that was so true and pure that it touched the hearts of all who watched.

……However, that meaning was never conveyed to the world.

It’s rumbling!

With the sound of a boat whistle, like the sound of laughter he usually emits, he disappeared down into the black mire.

It is not known whether he was granted a rest like ‘Sleep in peace’, which the dead often hear.

The only thing that is certain is that he will never get out of that abyss anymore.

……forever.

* * *

A chilling silence hung over the guards.

Even that bold and courageous Kirko was breaking out in a cold sweat.

“…… Brigadier Fluver’s execution ceremony is always scary.”

Bikir, who returned after pushing her off the cliff, answered her words with a quiet nod.

‘Brigadier Flubber. First of all, he seems to have no intelligence, but I don’t know yet what kind of variable he will be in the case of a prison break.’

A monstrous creature in charge of maintenance and repair by extending its body throughout the old castle of New Wave.

Although unofficial, it is a monster that is considered to be the strongest force within the New Wave.

In fact, there was also a time when I used my time to meet this monster whose identity was hidden in the unknown among the 5 chief guards.

Bikir began to think about how much to be wary of and how much to ignore this monster.

It was the first time he encountered a variable that could not be calculated since entering Nouvelle Vague.

……at that time.

“Captain Gareum.”

There was a voice calling for Bikir.

Standing where he turned his head was Lieutenant Colonel Bastille with a deliberately solemn expression.

Behind them were the adjutants in uniforms.

“Did you call me, Colonel?”

When Bikir replied with a bow, Lieutenant Colonel Bastille soon put a hearty smile on his lips.

“Yes. Finally, one troublesome prisoner is gone.”

Lieutenant Colonel Bastille, who was preoccupied with promotion, success, and line work for this, was always wary of prisoners’ riots.

This is because it has a detrimental effect on performance.

So, the one with the highest number of riots and the most emotionally disturbed, has been Colonel Bastille’s biggest thorn in recent years.

“… To be honest, executing a prisoner is not an easy task. Once a prisoner has been decided to execute, he constantly resists, starts a riot, and even plots a prison escape or terrorism. Also, the trauma of the prison guard who carried out the execution is also related. It’s something you can’t ignore.”

“I’m glad this case ended safely.”

“That’s right. It’s fortunate. A level 8 prisoner quietly accepted the execution without any accident. The guard who carried out the execution doesn’t seem to have any side effects… is that right?”

“That’s right.”

At Bikir’s answer, Lieutenant Colonel Bastille smiled even more happily.

“Charisma and skill to keep a level 8 prisoner calm until the very moment of execution, and courage and boldness that remain unwavering even while alone in a terrifying execution ceremony.”

“…”

“It would not be an exaggeration to say that all of this is due to you.

Bikir was too lazy to keep listening, so he even gave lip service, which he didn’t normally do, to put an end to the situation quickly.

“I will follow the lieutenant colonel for the rest of my life.”

Those words made the smile on Lieutenant Colonel Bastille’s lips even brighter.

Lieutenant Colonel Bastille, who was good at standing in line, forming lines, and forming factions, seemed to recognize Bikir as his own.

“Okay. I’m different from the incompetent monarchs and generals who have left a stigma in history. Loyal and competent subordinates are rewarded appropriately.”

?

Bikir made a puzzled expression.

And towards Bikir, Lieutenant Colonel Bastille held out a black box.

“I hope you like it.”

“Anything the Colonel bestowed upon me would be a great honor for me.”

“Hahaha, it’s good to open it right here.”

Colonel Bastille accepted the gift as if it were an opportunity to show off his magnanimity and distribution of dishes to the world.

Eventually, in the center where all the guards, including Kirko, were gathered.

Click-

Bikir opened the box.

and.

“……!”

What appeared in it was indeed something that made everyone’s eyes wide open.