650. [Free Exploration] Eyes of the Black Dragon (4)
Dyurahan is a spirit knight whose head and body are separated.
Maniacally obsessed with decapitating their foes, these monsters have a fairly straightforward hierarchy within their legions.
Low-ranking Dyurahans are knights who have lost their heads and only their bodies remain. Senior Dullahans are friends who carry their heads well even though they have been cut off without losing them.
In short, it is a story that whether or not they have a ‘head’ is a very important issue for them.
What if a senior durahan loses his head?
It is immediately demoted to a low-level Dullahan without any hesitation.
‘Then, here’s the problem.’
What if the senior durahan loses his body and only his head remains? What will happen to that durahan?
In the first place, since the body and head are separated, they do not die, so what are they going to do?
The correct answer is ‘to decapitate another person and take the body’…
It’s terrifying, but in a monstrous way. Just by touching a body that has lost its head, Dyurahan can seize control of that body.
And carrying the old head with the stolen body and continuing the Lululala Durahan life again.
So in the game, if only the head of a high-class Dullahan is left, you can see a lot of terrifying sights where the body of a low-class Dullahan is taken away and resurrected.
No matter how high-ranking troops were defeated, the low-ranking troops took their bodies and jumped up again, so it was not a corps that was usually troublesome to deal with.
“Now then, let’s think about it.”
I nodded my head while facing the Dyurahan corps commander (head) being loaded into a giant slingshot.
“What if you cut off the head of that dragon and attach this friend’s head to it? Then… wouldn’t it be possible to take some control from the body of that three-headed dragon?”
[That’s theoretically possible… No, but does this make sense…] As
if he wasn’t sure, the corps commander kept babbling about something, but I didn’t care. There was a calculation that this would work unconditionally.
‘Even if I can’t seize all the control, at least I’ll be able to confuse Ipian!’
Even if it doesn’t work, there’s nothing to lose.
At that time, Evangeline, who was standing in front of me with her shield raised, broke into a cold sweat.
“…No, isn’t that a very bizarre strategy? I knew you were such a person, but…”
“It’s not that I’m bizarre, it’s because this kid has such bizarre special abilities! I just want to use it!”
Making an excuse that wasn’t an excuse, I stretched out my hand.
“Okay then, operation hairstyle change! Let’s get started!”
Hecate tidily brushed her short-cropped hair.
“Hairstyle change… that’s what you meant…”
[…How are you going to sever Ipian’s head?]
The corps commander, Dullahan, asked while being caught in the string of a tautly loaded slingshot.
I smiled and looked up at the sky. Ipian’s huge body was approaching.
“Look for yourself.”
Ipian is going berserk. In other words, the attack power goes up, but the defense power goes down.
In the third phase, all the scales on the head and neck fell off, and instead, the miasma that was emitted in a thick cloud hung over the face like a dark cloud.
The situation where even the magic defense was reduced by [Dissolving Elements] here.
Right now, when that strong defensive power has fallen – this is the best time for an attack!
“You worked hard, Violet. You can finish the magic now.”
As I instructed, Violet, who had been panting behind me, canceled the illusion.
Saaaa…!
Then, the stealth was lifted… The figure of an elf woman was revealed on the back of the three-headed dragon flying this way.
A fairy princess with long light green hair.
It was Belldandy.
She was riding on Aipian’s back this time as well.
After hiding in Violet’s phantom realm in exactly the same way as the previous raid, he rode on Ipian’s body that had descended into the fort’s courtyard – and had been hiding behind the evil dragon’s back since before.
“This is a rehash of the old strategy, isn’t this like a senior?”
“If it works well, I will drink it ten or twenty times! Just like beef bone soup!”
These bastards have a bleak relationship where they don’t even call or text each other to say hello. I don’t know, but it’s clear that we haven’t seen each other even on holidays for the past five hundred years.
Even if you use the method you used to kill your younger brother one more time, you will be helpless in the same way because you can’t share information with each other!
“There’s a fucking strategy that didn’t work, but is there any way not to use it one more time?!”
There is a winning formula, so do you need to go far!
I waved my fist and shouted.
“It’s now, Belldandy!”
In Belldandi’s hand, the dagger [Isageum Lee] flashed a dazzling green magical light.
[…?!]
Surprised Ipian tried to avoid it a beat later, but it was no use.
As green flames blazed from the tip of the dagger, Belldandi swung [Lesageum] with all his might and-
Zeng-!
A dazzling green flash cut through the air.
Denggung…!
And the next moment, Aipian’s huge right neck pillar was cut off at once.
[Kuhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…?!]
One of the heads of the three-headed dragon was separated into the air as blood poured out like a waterfall.
[right?! No…!]
[What is this!]
The two remaining heads, perplexed, stopped rushing toward us and hurriedly applied the brakes in the air.
Then he twisted his body to drop Belldandi.
As soon as I saw Belldandi escape, I swung my arms forward in succession.
“Shoot Damian!”
A white flash flashed in Damian’s brown eyes, and
he threw himself into school!
A slingshot was fired.
[It’s okay to do something crazy like this…!]
With a distant cry, the head of the corps commander, Dyurahan, moved away.
The head of the corps commander, Dullahan, shot by Damian, crossed the air in a beautiful parabola
.
It clung to Ipian’s severed right neckline at a perfect angle. As if replacing it with a new head.
The other two heads were in complete astonishment.
[What is this bastard-?!]
[Durahan Lord’s head?! Then no way!]
As explained earlier.
Dyurahan can seize control of a body that has lost its head just by touching it.
And my capture monster is the strongest Dyurahan rod among those Dyurahans.
[…it is.]
The two eyes inside the helmet of the corps commander of Dyurahan flashed with fearsome intent to kill, followed by Ipian’s right half struggling stiffly like a wooden doll.
[It really does! I stole the body of this damn evil dragon-!]
[What is this crazy, low-level necromancer bastard doing now?!]
[You don’t deserve it! If you don’t want to burn your whole soul, get away…!]
In the air, Ipian and the corps commander Durahan began to fight to the death over the initiative of the body.
Evangeline, who was looking up blankly at this figure, muttered.
“…It’s a durahan head attached to the dragon’s severed neck. I’m trying to be a little scared.”
“It’s quite bizarre, but…”
I chuckled as I prepared for the next phase of the operation.
“Still, isn’t this better than ‘really scary scenery’?”
“…!”
Evangeline’s shoulders trembled, perhaps recalling the landscape
of the horribly collapsed Crossroads that she had to see in person not long ago .
“…Iknow, right. Compared to that scenery, this level of bizarreness is at the level of aegyo.”
Evangeline, who took a small breath, winked at me.
“What’s the next step, senior?”
“If the tiles in your hand are useful, shouldn’t you shake them all?”
I turned my head to the side.
There, too, the banshee corps commander I captured the other day was looking up at Ipian with his mouth wide open.
***
Weeping Fairy Banshee.
This monster casts an exclusive status ailment called ‘depression’ on its victim, and then possesses the body of the victim while the victim is depressed.
And borrowing the voice of the person who stole it, it emits a ghastly cry and puts a depressive condition on the surroundings again… It is such a monster of mental abnormality.
In the game, it was a real troublesome enemy.
The possessed ally hero continues to cry until the main body of the banshee is defeated, and then this ‘depression’ debuff spreads in all directions.
Do you risk spreading ‘depression’ to find and defeat the banshee?
Or do you kill allied heroes with allied hands to prevent the spread of ‘depression’?
It was a fucking monster who forced such a terrible choice.
This time, I don’t have to worry too much because I have the [Indomitable Commander], but in the game, he was one of the monsters I hate the most.
But now on my side. It’s my capture monster.
I mean, it can be very useful!
“When was the last time you cried to your heart’s content, Fairy of Sorrow?”
I pointed to Ipian’s left head and ordered the Banshee Corps commander.
“Hey, cry-!”
Among Aipian’s three heads, the left head with the most snarky mouth has the most emotional personality.
In the game, the sentimentalism was embodied in the fact that whenever a head other than himself dies, the resistance to mental abnormalities drops drastically.
In other words…
[uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
]
When the banshee corps leader wept bitterly and inflicted a mental abnormality on the left side of his head, it wasn’t long before both eyes on the left side of his head were filled with sadness.
[Ah, my younger sister… I’ve never been nice to you… All the other younger siblings… are dying. The guy on the right wasn’t going to die like this either…]
In an instant, the left side of his head fell into an abnormal state of depression.
[…is this happening?]
The banshee corps commander muttered in bewilderment and immediately possessed the left side of Ipian’s head.
The possession was successful, and the left head raised his head as if to say hello—no, the banshee corps commander smiled wide with excitement.
[This is it!]
Then, with the original tremendous volume of the left side of his head, he began to cry and throw it back.
[흑흑흑흑룡개새끼야 흑흑흑흙이나처먹어…!]
울음소리만 바뀌었다 뿐이지 이 폭력적인 성량의 울음소리는 그 자체로 드래곤 로어나 다름없었다.
[Oops left! Wake! If you get hit too…!]
The head in the middle screamed desperately as it was hit by the dragon roar pouring right next to it.
However, for Ipian, the situation was already heading towards the worst.
The right half of his body, which had been taken away by Dyurahan, was tearing himself apart with his limbs, and the left half of his body, which was taken away by Banshee, was shooting dragon roars at his own body, causing self-harm.
Quguaguagwang-!
In the end, Ipian landed in the fort’s courtyard without being able to maintain flight.
And in the thick sand dust…
[I’ve been with you guys for so many years, but I’m really sick of it.]
His head in the middle looked at his left and right necks through the cold golden eyes.
[My patience ends here.]
In the next moment, the head in the middle emitted a breath.
toward the left side of his head.
Beep!
The fiercely fired black flame breath pierced the mouth of the left head that was wide open from roaring.
The left head tried to hold on somehow by using a roar, but before long, the entire head was terribly burned and melted in front of the mighty breath.
[After…]
After confirming the death of the left head, which had been burned and crushed.
The middle head stopped breathing and jerked its head to the right.
Then, after biting off the remaining neck on which the head of the corps leader of Dyurahan was hanging, he pulled it out vigorously at once.
Puffy…!
Blood was splattered everywhere.
As if he would not allow the intrusion of Dyurahan again, he tore off his neck and got rid of it.
[You in the middle…]
Then the head on the right, which had fallen on the floor, opened its mouth.
Even though it was cut off, it was enduring with the dragon’s tenacious vitality. The right side of his head murmured as he coughed up blood.
[No matter how much… I can’t kill myself…]
Kwajik!
I was about to say more, but Ipian’s huge back foot stepped on the right side of his head and crushed it.
Bursting brains and blood were spattered on the dirt floor of the fort.
[…How long has it been since you’ve been so quiet in your head?]
His brother’s—and his own blood—all over his body.
Finally, the last head that completely took control of the body lifted a huge, blood-soaked mouth and laughed.
[I should have killed them both.]
