Revenge of the Iron-Blooded Sword Hound Chapter 262

Episode 262 Reverse Five Stars (2)

…Fuck! Damn it-

the barrier was tearing.

And a face slowly revealed through such a crack.

“Sorry, I’m a little late.”

It was still Bikir with a calm expression.

…

But the audience is silent.

Everyone just stood there blankly with their mouths open.

“Oh, the artifact I brought. Can I report it here?”

Bikir also lifts the artifact with a calm expression.

It was an ominous artifact with a closed eyeball attached to the center of a small necklace in the shape of an inverted pentagram.

“The name and efficacy of this artifact…”

The moment Vikir was about to explain something.

“Wowaaang- hyung!”

There was one person who jumped into Bikir’s arms.

A face covered in tears and runny nose. It was Sinclair.

“……?”

The moment Bikir tilts his head.

“Bikir you son of a bitch!”

A rough tackle soon followed.

The tear-stained Tudor hugged Vikir tightly.

Sancho and Piggy came running after them. Behind him stood Bianca, arms crossed.

“Bikir! What happened!”

“I was worried because I thought I couldn’t come out!”

“It’s true. He also secretly buys and hits a lot.”

And behind it, the three brothers, Hive, Middle, and Low, stand with an anxious attitude.

He couldn’t stop talking because of the eyes of the people around him and seemed to be nervous from a distance.

at that time.

Dolores came in front of Vikir.

“…”

“…”

The two met eyes and were speechless.

Dolores didn’t say much. but.

“Don’t worry.”

I just left a short word like a chairman.

at that time.

Professor Banshee stepped forward and put all this confusion to rest.

“Bikir-kun.”

“yes.”

“…How did you get out?”

It was Professor Banshee who came back with a cold attitude before he knew it.

“As everyone knows, this gate can only be opened and closed with four keys. And that only once a year for 24 hours. There is only one way to forcibly break this barrier. Sword Master from the inside, not the outside. Is it to the extent that I, a 7th class wizard or higher, emits power with all my might?”

“…”

“So I have no choice but to ask a question. About how you tore the barrier.”

The Varangian Themiscyra and the representatives of the Mage Tower stood next to Professor Banshee.

They too are curious.

“It’s the first time I’ve seen this barrier torn since I became the Varangian’s deputy warden.”

“Can I tear it apart? If I do my best from inside the barrier, maybe it will be possible?”

“Heh heh-but it’s absolutely impossible for a single student.”

Students from other schools are also curious about how Bikir got out of the warehouse.

Numerous gazes were directed at Bikir.

Bikir replied in a calm tone.

“I was lucky, because this artifact was meant to dismantle the barrier.”

Then Bikir lifted the necklace hanging around his neck.

The red pentagram just kept silent, as if it would never move unless it was Vikir’s will.

Professor Banshee and the deans of other schools tilted their heads.

“That’s definitely… it’s the one in the far corner of the warehouse. But wasn’t that a shelf?”

“That’s right. That’s a shelf! The shelf where the artifacts were placed!”

“Why is it so small?”

Bikir came out with a shelf that held artifacts, not artifacts.

And for some reason, that shelf had shrunk to the size of a necklace.

Professor Banshee swallowed.

“I see. Actually, since it was in the warehouse where artifacts are stored, the shelf must have been an ordinary item. You managed to recognize it well.”

“thank you.”

“Yes. Its purpose was to break the barrier?”

“yes.”

“Can you show the effect? Because it’s an unlisted artifact.”

“I’m sorry, but that’s impossible. I’ve already used the ability once, so I don’t know when I’ll be able to use it next time. Maybe I won’t be able to use it forever.”

Among the artifacts in the warehouse, there were many that were disposable or had a very long cooldown.

So Professor Banshee and the deans were unable to investigate further into Vikir’s artifact.

When you simply see it with your eyes or touch it with your hands, it is just an ordinary hard mineral.

It was the same even when she poured mana.

Other wizards who had been looking at the reverse pentagram for a long time came to the same conclusion.

“It’s worthless now.”

In the end, this mysterious artifact was recorded only by Vikir’s testimony.

That it was simply a one-time artifact used to break barriers.

* * *

24 hours ago.

Vikir crossed the barrier and entered the warehouse.

The other 9 students are scattered all over the place after being called by the artifacts that call them.

“…”

Bikir looked around quietly.

A space lined with large stone pillars. It is a warehouse that is divided into compartments.

Numerous artifacts were scattered on the floor.

Rings, necklaces, canes, swords, shields, helmets, shoes, etc…

All of them are oparts that have little magical energy.

And on the innermost large shelf, there were several artifacts that gave off a particularly strong power.

There were swords emitting red energy, armor emitting black aura, rings and necklaces emitting bluish green light, etc.

It seemed that some high-ranking artifacts with particularly strong aura were stored separately on the shelf.

Most of the children picked out the ones that emitted beams of light towards them among the artifacts that fell on the floor.

Eventually, after all the children had gone out of the warehouse, only Bikir was left alone in the warehouse.

‘Is it all gone?’

Vikir turned his head again after seeing that he was alone in the warehouse.

Numerous artifacts were emitting beams of courtship towards Vikir.

“…”

Bikir looked at the artifacts that had chosen him.

Shoes that allow you to walk quickly Glasses that allow you to see great distances A flute that can make everything around you fall asleep when you blow A water seed that can extinguish all fires An ember that can evaporate all water A future spouse A mirror that shows you, a ring that takes away your own life and the other person’s life at the same time, etc…

Each one is a very useful item.

But Bikir paid no attention to anything.

The appearance of worrying was nothing more than waiting for the other students to leave.

Jerbeok-Jerbeok-Jerbeok-Jerbeok-

Bikir moved forward, not even paying attention to the countless treasures.

There were special Oparts that radiated exceptionally strong magic power.

Top oparts that Dolores Vakira did not choose even prominent rankers such as Hohenheim Lovegood.

All of them were emitting light of courtship towards Vikir.

however.

Bikir didn’t touch any of them.

but. I

just

grabbed the shelf on which the oparts were placed with my hand and dropped them all to the ground.

Then Bikir looked down at the large, empty shelf.

“Finally found. Seventh City Dekarabia.”

The shelf that supported the Oparts. A red inverted pentagram that no one paid attention to.

But Bikir knew from future experience.

That this shelf is the real reason why warehouses exist.

Tsutsutsutsutsutsutsu…

Bikir blew magic with his hand holding the shelf tightly.

Unlike other Oparts, the shelf did not show any reaction even when touched by Vikir’s mana.

but.

Suuuuuuuu –

Vikir felt an enormous amount of mana draining from his body.

A wave of mana that was sucked in like an ebb tide.

This strange ledge is now absorbing Bikir’s magical energy like a clod of soil that has been watered in a drought.

“I see. There must have been a reason for suppressing these many oparts.”

Bikir looked around while tightening his grip on the shelf.

All of the Oparts, which had been shining brightly before asking to choose themselves, lost their light for an instant and became quiet.

The oparts that existed at the top are also silent while falling off the shelf and rolling on the floor.

It doesn’t radiate light or tremble, it just keeps silent.

fear. fear. These magic tools were obviously afraid of something.

“…but I’m not afraid of you.”

Bikir lowered his head and looked at the reverse pentagram in front of him.

I have already defeated three Demon Lords of the same level. There was no reason to feel afraid again.

Quaaaaaaagh!

Bikir instead gave strength to the mana sucked in.

The power of the whole body surges like a storm.

Ever since he reached the level of a sword master, his mana, which has become deeper and denser, spewed out with tremendous momentum toward the reverse pentagram.

Suwook- Suuk- Suwook!

The size of the reverse pentagram, which was only supporting a few top pieces, suddenly began to increase.

It used to be the size of a large shelf, but has now grown beyond a large table, beyond a large bookshelf, to the extent that it fills the entire warehouse.

“……! ……! ……!”

Beads of sweat began to appear on Bikir’s forehead.

The amount of mana won. who will win

Bikir felt the blood gushing out from between his clenched teeth and tensed his whole body.

Blood veins throughout the body pulsated as if they were going to explode, and mana spurted out.

All without a handful of spare time.

……just then.

thud!

The red pentagram sounded loudly once.

Bikir felt that the flow of mana draining from his body had stopped.

at the same time.

Great! Quick!

The center of the reverse pentagram began to crack.

The gold gradually grew larger and soon became one eye and opened it.

…Sparkle!

The bloodied one eye in the center of the reverse pentagram gazed up high.

Ooh ooh ooh ooh-

A spooky and terrifying voice came from the center of the black airflow.

[K-Hahahaha! Now, the magic power is fully filled! The time has come to open the gates of the abyss and destroy mankind! Despair, you weaklings! I, Decarabia, have descended!]

The seventh poem, Decarabia.

It opens one blood-red eye and casts an ominous light on the world.

An enormous force of evil was emanating from the tip of the five-pronged horn.

at that time.

“…”

At that moment, Bikir’s gaze met Dekaravia’s.

Dekarabia looked a little taken aback when her eyes met Bikir, who was staring up at him from below.

yet.

Dekarabia slightly rolled her eyes and looked to the left.

[……?]

And again, I roll my eyes and look to the right.

[……?]

None.

Countless corpses piled up, blood flowing in rivers, flames burning to the end of the sky, and the earth covered in ashes.

And the gate leading to the demon realm.

there was nothing.

All there is is just empty darkness.

Only then did Dekarabia roll her eyes at Bikir below and asked with a slight look.

[……I. Excuse me, but who are you?]

It was quite an awkward attitude.