Revenge of the Iron-Blooded Sword Hound Chapter 380

Episode 380 Hound of Nouvelle Vague (4)

Creepy froze in front of the terrifying killing spree that couldn’t even be compared to the killing spewed out by Gareum just now.

As for how thick the flesh was, it was so thick that it could be seen as visible in the eyes of the person being targeted.

The figure of a black dog with raised eyes and sharp teeth like a razor-sharp jaw that had been torn down to the bottom of the ears.

It was like a blazing fire with the momentum to bite and claw and tear the whole world.

And the one who exudes such a thick life slowly reveals itself.

The dog that appeared behind the dog that had been eaten was not an ordinary dog.

hound. It is also a dog from hell that specializes in biting and killing demons.

Bikir’s red pupil contained a shrunken look.

“Leave it like that.”

Although he was speaking in a calm tone, there was a terrifyingly restrained violence hidden inside.

Knowing that, he took a step back.

Two years ago, I had been robbed properly once while arguing with Bikir.

‘Shouldn’t I live by figuring out whether I’m a predator or a prey?’

It was still grinding my teeth when I thought of the days of hard work I had to get out of the nails that had been lodged all over my mouth.

But I couldn’t just bend over and live. If you’re imprisoned at Level 9 in the future, you’ll definitely have a lot of face-to-face encounters.

He growled and opened his mouth.

“If you don’t like it? I’m already dead. There’s nothing worse.”

“There’s a cellar under the floor. If anything, I can show you from now on.”

“…”

Bikir opened his mouth so calmly.

However, knowing how much raw madness and violence was latent in that calm expression and casual tone, I couldn’t speak any more.

Bikir does not lie.

If you want to show me the floor, I will really show you the floor, and if you want to show me the basement, I will really show you the basement.

I knew it well because I had seen Bikir for the past two years.

‘Crazy bastard. What a child’s eyes are…’

His face is that of a typical aristocratic boy, but in his eyes, there is a coil of hatred and murder that has been entrenched for eons of time.

How much do you have to cross the fierce and bloody line to have eyes like that?

In the meantime, I couldn’t even dare to imagine the shit that had committed illegal human experimentation and massacres against countless humans.

Glancing –

glared at Bikir with bloodshot eyes.

Then he chewed and spit out.

“I will not forget today. I will definitely retaliate.”

“If you can, do it. You just have to do it quickly.”

Bikir brought up a topic of interest.

“I’m leaving today.”

“……what?”

Hearing Bikir’s words, he half-opened his mouth as if it were absurd.

And then he started giggling.

“Now I see, he’s crazy. You’re going to break out of New Wave?”

“…”

“The thing that ‘he’ couldn’t do in the end is jailbreak. What kind of guy is that…”

At this point, he laid out the goal of getting out of the way.

“Why do you think jailbreak is impossible?”

“……what?”

“Does your mind go all the way there?”

I frowned at Bikir’s sudden question.

A face that doesn’t know what to say.

Before long, Bikir grinned at Sikkeol.

“You think you’ve been abandoned, but you’re not.”

“……?”

“It’s because I like you.”

Bikir scanned the whole body of Sitkeot with a sharp gaze.

“I’ve been watching him for the past two years. He doesn’t have the strength and his spirit is weak, but I like his recklessness and his ability to act. His loyalty is quite strong as well.”

“What kind of nonsense are you talking about?”

“You’ll find out soon. After I break out of here.”

He clicked his tongue as if he was dumbfounded, then turned his head away.

“It’s not worth dealing with. Don’t talk bullshit like prison break. I’ll definitely kill you with my own hands someday.”

However, even though he said so, there was a slightly agitated light in his eyes.

The slight shaking of his pupils was caught without missing it with the unique sense of a seasoned hunting dog that shied away.

Tarak!

Shigeot darted quickly out of the rocky canyon and into the wasteland.

While spewing out a mist of blood full of plague energy.

“…He has a personality that’s perfect for taking advantage of.”

Bikir evaluated the disappearance like that.

Then Vikir turned and looked at the two guards lying on the floor.

Lieutenant Kirko.

She passed out with a large cut on her forehead.

Big eyes, a sharp nose, a mouth that looks stubborn, a pale face that can’t see the sunlight because it’s deep sea, and long hair that goes down to the waist.

It is a typical imperial beauties.

If it weren’t for the uniform and sword, I would have mistaken him for a female maid.

“Is he dead?”

Bikir supported the back of Kirko’s head and felt the veins in his neck.

“……Ugh.”

Kirko’s brow furrowed, and an involuntary moan leaked out.

The cold sweat continued and the body temperature dropped, but the bleeding stopped.

It felt as if the slightest pulsation was not affecting his life.

‘You’re a lucky woman.’

If you stop bleeding properly and take a long rest, you will probably be able to recover without too much trouble.

……The problem was the separation.

‘That’s wrong.’

Gareum’s condition was appalling even at a glance.

As a result of continuing to cling to Shigeuk, the whole body has already been severely damaged to the extent that it cannot be regenerated.

The bones of the whole body were crushed to the level of powder, and the pieces penetrated deeply between the intestines.

Apart from that, as a result of the explosion of internal pressure, all the major organs in charge of metabolism were ruptured, and the abnormally high body temperature seemed to be the result of being contaminated by the poisonous energy.

Of course, he could have saved his life if he went straight to the temple and received intensive treatment from the high-ranking priests, but that was difficult to expect here in New Wave.

death. inevitable.

If left alone, it seemed obvious that Garreum would die within a few minutes.

Even in extreme pain, as if the nerves in the whole body were burning.

at that time.

“That…… Ki…”

Gareum opened his mouth to Vikir.

“That… Ki… Revelation… Me…?”

It looks like both of his eyeballs have burst and he is blind.

He managed to speak even with all his broken teeth and broken tongue.

Bikir silently stood beside Garum and listened to his last words.

His hands struggled, albeit weakly, and caught the air.

As if holding the hand of a precious person.

“I wanted to… show him… the outside world… but…”

The will didn’t connect to a perfect sentence as nicely as in a manga or novel. .

Gareum’s body completely stretched out with a voice that just cut off in the middle of it in vain.

“…”

Bikir stood for a while next to Garreum’s limp body.

Then he got down on one knee and closed his empty eyes.

“It’s unfortunate. I didn’t expect this result.”

Bikir was just aiming for the epaulettes and badges attached to Gareum’s clothes, the rank insignia, and military boots.

However, the situation went more urgently than I thought, and in the end, this result came out.

It wasn’t the result of Bikir’s own making, but it was inevitable that the taste was bitter.

“Still, thanks to your hard work, that woman was saved. So go to a good place safely.”

Bikir used the ability of ‘starvation drought’ on Garum’s corpse.

Bloody Daylily’s unique ability removes blood and moisture from Gareum’s corpse.

The bloodstains dry up and turn to powder and crumble.

The flesh, bones, and organs slowly collapsed at the end of the crumbly dryness.

Tsutsutsutsutsutsu……

Soon, Gareum’s corpse, crumbled into bone powder after being applied closely, is blown away by the wind.

The dream and soul of a young man from a distant land came to wander here in the distant deep sea.

Being unable to leave this prison even after death seems to be the fate of both prisoners and guards. The sound of

badges,

epaulettes, and rank insignia fell to the floor.

Bikir picked up the uniform, boots, and rank insignia left by Gareum one by one.

at that time.

“……!”

Bikir raised his head.

From the other side of the canyon where the oil mist was flowing, the loud sound of military boots could be heard.

Jerk-jerk-jerk-jerk-jerk-jerk-jerk-jerk-

It seemed that reinforcements were on the way.

Bikir turned his head away.

Gareum’s body temperature, which she thought had been blown away by the wind, was hovering around the fallen Kirko.

The wind, which had been spinning for a while, passed through Kirko’s hair once, wiping the cold sweat from her forehead, and soon disappeared beyond the flames.

“…”

Bikir left a short silence towards the place where the wind blew.

Then, with Gareum’s clothes on his side, he slipped out to the other side of the gorge.

Now that the necessary materials were gathered, there was no need to drag it out any longer.

jailbreak. Hounds are out of us today.

I was going to put it into action tonight.