Revenge of the Iron-Blooded Sword Hound Chapter 200

Episode 200 Corpse Queen (3)

A night hound wearing a black bloody robe and a plague doctor mask.

A corpse queen who hides her true identity with a skull armor and helmet.

In the middle of the battlefield where everything collapsed and crumbled, the two men and women raised their spirits.

“Dogs eat bones.”

[A dog that doesn’t know the subject and shows its teeth should be boiled.]

Bikir raised his mana sharply.

At the same time, the young madam on the left wrist spewed a spider web toward the front.

The white slime that was scattered like a sticky mist spread like a net and obscured the opponent’s vision

.

The dead body queen, hit in the face by the web, wipes it off with the hem of her cloak.

[…Where did you do such trivial tricks?]

From her reaction, Bikir knew one thing for sure.

‘The current corpse queen is weaker than the corpse king before returning.’

The Eighth Poem, ‘King of the Corpses’, which dominated the era of destruction, was a terrifying demon that ruled the Shisan Blood Sea, the owner of the dead in Gucheon.

How many modern humans despaired in front of the terrible black magic that led countless soldiers of the dead to excavate and use corpses buried in death.

If Morgue Snake had become the king of corpses as he remembered before returning, he would not have blinked an eye at this level of attack.

However, the current corpse queen has little combat experience to the extent that it responds to every light attack.

‘How long has it been since you signed the contract? It seems that the memories of when he was a human are imbued with his body. The memory of when I was still a novice warlock…’

It was the same for Set Les Baskervilles, who signed a contract with Andromalius.

The fear of Hugo that was deeply embedded in his bones even after his death Seth’s body remembered that fear, and Andromalius also failed the cause at the decisive moment.

And the contractor of Seere in front of me now seems to be a similar case.

‘Maybe I’m weaker than Andromalius, the tenth city, or Dantalian, the nineth city, whom I dealt with not too long ago.’

It was true that I couldn’t be vigilant with a devil of the level of the demon king in front of me, but I still felt a little more hopeful.

Flutter-

Bikir backed away after blocking the Corpse Queen’s view with Madame Cub’s web.

‘If the distance is narrowed after interception with a bow by widening the distance possible, it will be a game with a sword.’

The Corpse Queen does not know the Night Hound.

While the other side didn’t even know if this side’s main weapon was a bow or a sword, this side knew that the other side’s main weapon was black magic and had a much better advantage.

Bikir took advantage of the chance that Madame Cub struck the curtain of spider webs and stepped back, and quickly took out Anubis.

Black Bow Anubis. A legendary bow with five bowstrings.

Bikir drew five arrows and fed them to the string, then aimed them tightly.

at that time.

[…!]

Seeing Bikir’s shooting posture, the Corpse Queen paused on the spot for a moment.

The skeleton’s eyes shook in the eye sockets.

slight agitation. It sank in an instant, and what filled its place was…

[You bastard! You are a savage! Hee hee… I’m going to kill him!]

The anger was so intense that it was enough to burn the entire world.

It was so heated that black flames burned around and turned the surroundings into a sea of fire.

Even Vikir could not help but be taken aback by the terrifying momentum.

‘what? Why is it burning like that?’

I don’t know why I was so angry.

However, the corpse queen, who had shown a calm attitude until just now, suddenly changed her attitude and began to close the distance, and soon vomited anger like hellfire.

[You filthy savage bastard! Try blocking it with that humble bow!]

At the same time, black flames began to take the shape of a long spear.

Kwak Kwa Kwak!

As if dealing with a berserker, Bikire rolled on the floor and avoided the spear.

Kwak! Kwak Kwa Kwak! Kwak Kwa Kwa Kwam!

The spear of fire was not one.

Dozens of black spears flew across the ground.

The soil and stones on the ground swept by the spear are melted red by the hellfire and spread out.

The wasteland was turning into a lava field.

…Pat!

The moment Bikir rolls on the floor to avoid the fire spear.

Booming!

The floor seemed to have caved in, and dark steel spikes began to rise from the bottom of the pit.

[Dead pool!]

In the pit of death created by the corpse queen, rebars with sharp ends were forged like snakes, aiming at Bikir.

Fufufufufu!

Steel snakes burrow into the body.

In an instant, Bikir was pierced through the body by numerous iron bars.

[A lowly savage bastard. You shouted out loud and looked good.]

The Corpse Queen slowed down her steps as if she had intuition that the match was over.

but.

“…I see. It’s only half, but it’s normal.”

Bikir easily pulled out the rebars stuck in his body.

Trang-Tang-Tang!

Iron skewers fall to the floor.

The ghost of the swamp salamander imprisoned in the magic sword Baalzebub instantly regenerated the wound.

Tsutsutsutsutsu……

By the time Bikir climbed out of the pit of death, all his wounds had already healed.

It was just that the cloak that covered her body was a little tattered.

[……what? How?]

The Corpse Queen tilts her head in a puzzled way.

But the night hound did not answer the devil’s question.

Bikir opened the distance again and fired arrows.

Pupperpuppung!

Five arrows flew almost in quick succession.

Among Balak’s warriors, Vikir unfiltered the magic of Iyen, who was the best shooter.

The arrows bent in different directions, but in the end they were aiming for the same target.

[…As expected, the archery of that hated ‘Balak’ is unmistakable. I tried to do it moderately, but I couldn’t. I won’t kill you gracefully.]

Blue blood stood on the corpse queen’s neck.

Kurreuk!

Eventually, the elements contaminated by the mana of darkness simultaneously created a whirlwind.

Black ice, black fire, black soil, black wind, and black skewers flew towards Bikir.

This much multi-casting is something ordinary wizards can’t even imagine.

But Bikir was used to this kind of phenomenon.

It’s because I’ve seen so many absurd things in my past life.

Chararak-

Bikir waved his left hand.

A wire extending from the sleeve got caught in the steel frame of a half-destroyed building.

[Pyuit!]

Baby madam. Bikir was able to escape from the magical storm as soon as he flew into the air thanks to the thread spouted from his mouth.

at the same time.

Puff puff puff!

Arrows fly again, targeting the Corpse Queen.

Blasphemy!

Skeletons and zombie ghouls protruding from the ground gathered their bodies together to block the arrows.

however.

…bang!

The walls of bone and flesh shattered too easily.

Chiiyiik –

Everything the arrow touches melts.

Anubis’ powerful venom aura made even the Corpse Queen retreat.

The Corpse Queen took Geronto’s hand and stepped back.

[It’s disgusting poison. As expected, it’s like barbarians who know how to steal and ruin other people’s precious things.]

“……Do you hate the enemy and the natives of the Black Mountain?”

[Do you hate it? Hahaha-]

The Corpse Queen laughed once as if it was ridiculous.

Then she bit her lips slightly exposed under the bone mask.

[I know the archery you use. What relationship do you have with the ‘Night Fox’ and her child?]

To that question as if he knew something, Vikire answered meekly.

“I am Balak’s hunting ground.”

And as soon as the words were finished, the wrath of the Corpse Queen raged.

[If that’s the case, you must have been ‘there’ in ‘that night’. I can’t forgive you even more!]

Eventually, the Corpse Queen took out something from under her cloak.

It was a black bundle, an ominous black mana object.

Fluttering-

The Corpse Queen dragged the black bundle and threw it on the floor.

And soon, the things in the bag spilled out.

Crack-crack-crack-crack tegurur ……

It was a bone.

Bones covered in ashes and the marks of beasts’ teeth, as if they had been eaten after being burned.

Moreover, almost all of the bones were broken and cracked as if they hadn’t died gracefully in the first place.

The Corpse Queen tossed these bones to the ground and imbued them with dark mana.

Tsutsutsutsutsutsutsu…

Eventually, the bones began to rattle and move.

The current of darkness covered it like a curtain, and it made the bones to lead a miserable life once again.

Vikir looked at the new undead that had taken on another life right in front of her eyes.

It was a living corpse with only dried flesh covering its skull.

A high-ranking dead man wrapped in dark mana like a shroud.

< Lich >

Risk Rating: A+

Size: 3m

Discovery Site: Bottom of the Abyss (底邊)

-aka ‘Noble Dead’.

Some wizards have transcended the yoke of time and created entirely new types of bondage.

An unidentified giant hand lurking at the bottom of the abyss of magic, it was able to show off its immortal presence by tying its soul to the chain of darkness held by that hand.

……But they didn’t know.

If he died at his age and gained immortality, would he still be his age? Or does he age even after gaining immortality?

The wizards who became rich, blinded by the desire for immediate achievement, were separated from the world without proper funeral procedures and sank deeply into the abyss.

However, despite this, only the soul trapped at the bottom of the abyss still remains and thinks of itself as a wizard.

forever.

rich. A monster belonging to the ultra-high risk group.

Even a much stronger and more terrifying entity than Geronto had appeared before.

[Geuuuuuuuu……]

The newly appeared lich rattled his jawbone and landed on the ground, and soon landed in front of the Corpse Queen.

and.

“……?”

For some reason, Bikir thought that the lich’s face was quite familiar.

[okay. Balak’s barbarian should be captured with Balak’s barbarian.]

The Corpse Queen laughed with a voice that seemed to have stopped crying.

Kurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

A lich that raises the mana of darkness under the command of the queen.

Resurrected as a high-ranking undead, it was only then that he could recognize the lich’s face.

“……!”

Brown skin Hair with a mixture of black and silver hair.

Bikir’s eyes widened as if they were going to tear.

Bikir knew what that lich looked like before he was alive.

No, I didn’t just know, I knew very well.

……How can I forget?

It was the same face that had been with Balak’s tribe for the past two years.