Revenge of the Iron-Blooded Sword Hound Chapter 307

Episode 307 Naraksu (奈落樹) (1)

A huge tree that swallowed the Colosseo Academy.

It was of enormous size and height, unimaginable in diameter.

It was to the extent that it could be seen even in a city far away from the ecliptic in the administrative district.

The roots that drooped around the academy climbed up like teeth on the outer wall of the academy, making it look like a huge monster lying down with its mouth wide open 180 degrees.

And in the center of the roots, there was a hole so big that it might lead directly to hell.

abyss. Abyss. A grotesque hole in the center of the teeth, like a throat.

“What the hell is this!? What have you done to my son!”

“My daughter! Give me back my daughter!”

The roots did not budge even though the strong men who had risen to the highest level, Cervantes the Spear King and Rodric the Archangel, attacked with all their might.

Even more so, there was no way to do anything about the hole that was drilled deep in the center.

A hole of unknown depth and unknown identity. And the giant plant that forms the hole.

No one knew the identity of this giant plant that swallowed all the students of the Colosseo Academy.

……no. only one person.

“Isn’t this a Naraksu?”

Morgue Camus. She said, looking at the black roots in front of her eyes.

“Daughter of Morgue. Do you know anything?”

Osiris, who was next to him, asked.

He looked a little more impatient than usual.

“The ‘four little brothers’ were taken away right in front of my eyes. If you know anything, please help.”

Then, after Osiris, Cervantes and Rodric also clung to him.

“My son! My son has been taken away too! Hey! For something like this to happen!”

“Daughter! I have to save my daughter! What the hell is that about!”

Then Camus waved his hand as if it were annoying.

“It’s not like the old men are in a hurry. No, but thinking about it makes me angry? Why didn’t they catch me? Is it because I haven’t registered as a student yet? Ah, I should have received it when the admissions office gave me a bracelet in advance.”

It was my pace that other people were anxious or not.

at that time.

“If you know anything, I’d appreciate it if you could cooperate… Cow.”

An awkward disapproval was heard.

Where Camu turned his head, he saw a familiar face.

Morgue Banshee. Principal of Colosseo Academy. Current principal’s deputy.

Seeing his cold face, Camus immediately straightened his posture.

Morog Banshee, younger brother of Morgue Snake.

His appearance and intonation of voice were in many ways reminiscent of his late master.

“……Yes. Well, I don’t know too much either.”

When Camus, known for being stubborn and selfish, obediently complied with the request, Professor Banshee let out a sigh of relief.

No idea why she suddenly became cooperative.

well anyway Camu’s words were quite surprising.

“This plant is a demon tree that first appeared in history books under the name of ‘Naraksoo’. ‘Inverted Chaos’, ‘Piercing Tower’, ‘Passage to the Realm’, ‘Reverse Babel’ It has been recorded under various names according to time and region.”

“How did you know that? These are records that I couldn’t find in the history of magic I studied?”

“In the history of magic recorded from the point of view of the Empire, that would be the case.”

When Banshee expressed her doubts, Camus lightly dismissed them.

Then he remembered the face of his childhood friend and first love who had brought him a strange tree with one root and old books of unknown authorship.

“This is a tree that appears in the legend of a tribe of shamans who have long been rooted in the Red and Black Mountains. According to records, it is characterized by spreading its roots on the ground and sprouting underground, growing backwards.”

At that, everyone half-opened their mouths.

A common tree grows upward, rooting below the ground and extending its trunk above the ground.

However, this Naraksu seems to grow downward, raising its roots above the ground and extending its stems below the ground.

……As the name suggests, it’s deep enough to reach the ‘Narak’!

Camus continued his explanation.

“From the outside, this tree is only the size of a city, but the inside is different. It has the property of overlapping and distorting multiple spaces, so it is said that it is almost impossible to accurately estimate the size of the space inside the tree. It is literally a demonic beast. It’s a tree.”

Compared to the Wraith Tree, it’s an insignificant level of monsters, but it’s still threatening enough if it’s grown to this size.

I didn’t even dare to imagine what kind of suffering the children were going through when they were dragged into the abyss in the tree.

At that time, the window king Cervantes asked.

“That’s enough, how do I get through this goddamn tree and get the kids out of there?”

“If that’s the case, I did it, mister.”

“what?”

Camus clicked his tongue.

“It is impossible to intervene with this tree from the outside. It can only break through from the inside.”

“Where is that!”

“Wherever it is, it’s here. It’s not just a plant, it’s a tree that only grows in hell. Besides, I heard that it’s a fairly rare species in that hell.”

After all, it is said that doing something outside is impossible at all.

…bang!

Professor Banshee gnashed his teeth and punched the root of the Narak tree next to him.

“Damn it! It’s my fault. If I had been a little more careful… if I had only one more doubt… I wouldn’t have put my students in this situation…”

Winston’s bracelet and mana stone maintenance The greening project, the parents’ observation classes, and the unconditional tolerance for Professor Saadi… There was nothing that was not suspicious.

Even though he knew it, he couldn’t stop it, so Professor Banshee felt a deeper sense of responsibility.

Like this, parents and professors were deeply despairing and screaming in front of Naraksu.

but.

“What are they worried about?”

The only one who is unconcerned.

Only Kamu was watching as if he couldn’t understand those who were crying.

“I’m sure he didn’t get caught, he went in on his own. Isn’t that because everyone has their own thoughts?”

At her words, everyone’s eyes were stained with wonder.

People who have stopped crying flock to Kamu with a feeling of grabbing at least a straw.

“What do you mean? Have an idea? Go in yourself? Who the hell?”

Then Camus answered so calmly and as if it were natural.

“Who is that? My fiancé.”

* * *

Bikir woke up in a dark room.

black room. It was a space that could only be described like that.

This empty space seemed to be used to store something, but now it is faithfully fulfilling its role of confining Bikir.

It feels like being inside an ovary inside a giant seed.

‘……It’s just as I heard.’

Bikir had never personally experienced this space, but he knew it indirectly through the memoirs and memoirs of great heroes from the academy who had experienced this space earlier.

Tower of Babel extending underground.

This is the result of Amdusias’ psychic ability to ‘take away the firstborn’ to the limit.

‘Originally, only the firstborn should be taken away… but in this case, it must be said that all ‘children’ were taken away.’

Bikir was left alone in the confined space, thinking.

This is an underground tower built by Amdusias.

The more you go down to the bottom, the more bizarre ecosystems and traps and various bizarre ancestor creatures are located.

The weaving of all worldviews. That is the identity of this eerie tower.

Bikir closed his eyes and recalled the internal structure of Naraksu, which appears in the memoirs of great heroes.

‘Ghosts of an ancient civilization that were captured and subjugated a long time ago, undead in ruins that have lost their sense, monsters swimming in the void, tribes armed with golems and magic weapons… In addition, the world view of deserts, seas, volcanoes, snowfields, etc. A place where each floor coexists.’

In this space where numerous multiple dimensions overlap or are distorted and refracted, such as the Magic Tower or the Tomb of Swords, common sense or laws do not work.

‘It would be difficult to trample on all the outstanding sprouts of the academy, so they must have tried to lock them up inside.’

In fact, when Naraksu appeared at the Colosseo Academy before Vikir returned, countless young heroes almost met a miserable end.

If you die or retire in this tower, you will immediately become the devil’s nourishment.

However, if even one person is able to leave the tower alive, those who have died or retired will also be revived.

Amdusias before the return also built this tower, and he was confident that no one would leave this place alive… But in his previous life, a person who was so genius outside the standard escaped this tower, so the demons’ plan was foiled.

In fact, since Vikir knew the future, he could have prevented the tower itself from appearing…

‘There’s a reason he didn’t do that.’

When Vikir was thinking about this and that in her mind.

-Titling!

A strange sound came from the darkness.

A sound that seemed to resonate directly in my head, not through my ears.

Soon, something suddenly appeared in front of my eyes.

It was a chunk of meat flapping its wings, with flesh dripping down its twisted features and ugly dried organs.

[hello ? I am the ‘fairy’ who served as the tower’s guide?]

Bikir nodded as he looked at this bizarre-looking mass of flesh called a self-proclaimed fairy.

‘……Because of this.’

It continued with a grotesque pronunciation and tone, accompanied by an unpleasant flapping of its wings.

[One first-come, first-served basis from now on to the bottom?]