Revenge of the Iron-Blooded Sword Hound Chapter 384

Episode 384 Breeding Ground (3)

BDSM. She revealed her true form in the thick brine.

“Ho-ho-ho-surprised.”

Her youthful cheeks were all gone from the corner of her mouth as she winked at Bikir.

Instead, what filled the place was thick saltiness in full bloom.

Bikir was genuinely surprised and admired.

“……Seaweed ent? I would have thought that such a thing actually existed.”

I heard a lot of stories about Ents living in the forest when I was living in the sea of red and black mountains.

So, naturally, it seems that Ents had a prejudice that they only inhabited forests.

However, ents also live in seaweed forests deep under the sea.

As the genealogies of beasts are divided into various animal families, the genealogies of ents are also divided into various plant families.

“Hmm. It doesn’t work out like I thought.”

Dragging BDSM into the sea became a rather fatal handshake and caught Bikir’s ankle.

Common plants turn black and wither when exposed to salty water, but in the case of seaweed, they find vitality.

…Pacan!

Bikir kicked the flying seaweed chains with his feet.

The round, hard lumps on the seaweed gave the feeling of kicking a bowling ball with all their might when the instep touched it.

‘……It’s cumbersome.’

Bikir tried to rise to the surface, skimming off the leaves that were clinging to her arms.

But Bidism did not let Bikir escape out of the water.

“Hoho- Where are you going? I came all the way in, so I’m going to play some more~”

Tough and sticky seaweed stems flew like sea snakes.

Kiriririk-

The black seaweeds that sprouted from the bottom of the balloon eel farm moved like BDSM’s limbs and grabbed Bikir’s ankles.

Chara-ra-la-kwa-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-

cause above that, long, gigantic-grown seaweed leaves stretch out diagonally, horizontally and vertically, creating a lattice-patterned enclosure.

Hope, win, win, gill, gill, hope, casting, chasing, trawl… All kinds of nets were spread out aiming for one Bikir.

It was a terrifying restraint that not only imprisoned, but also imprisoned.

The spears of rolled seaweed with pointed ends rushed as if they would pierce the frozen body of Bikir.

They were tied with nets and stabbed with spears, and once they touched them, they could not even use mana or strength.

It was a winning pattern that turned BDSM into an invincible monster.

Pupper puck!

Blood and flesh entrails burst like fireworks. The water turned black in an instant.

“…Hmm.”

But BDSM narrowed her eyes as if she didn’t like the situation.

Countless spears of seaweed eventually failed to reach Bikir.

At the crucial moment, Vikir pulled the tail of a balloon eel passing by and used it as a shield.

Perpuck! puck! Fuck!

The spears of seaweed that flew in late were also blocked by the balloon eels that Bikir was pulling, causing only misfire accidents.

“Ugh! It takes years to raise this balloon eel! If Dordium and Suware find out, there will be an uproar.”

Bubbles began to boil in the whole body of the angry BDSM.

Bubbling and bubbling……

Like a plant, BDSM was emitting a huge amount of oxygen from its body.

Seeing that, Bikir nodded.

‘I can see why everyone was so overprotective of BDSM.’

BDSM plays a very important role besides making BDSM restraints that bind prisoners’ mana and power.

That is to supply oxygen to the inside of the prison.

In addition to the ability to block mana and physical power, she had a strange ability to eat things like sulfur and oil vapor and turn them into oxygen.

So, without BDSM, there is no Nouvelle Vague either.

This is because there is no place to receive oxygen separately inside the mucus dome surrounded by the flubber.

“He’s a friend I like even more. It must be useful in many ways.”

Bikir threw away the inflatable eel he was using as a shield and climbed onto the next inflatable eel.

The moment when the spear of seaweed that soared up from below pierced the upper and lower jaws of the balloon mouthpiece at the same time

.

…thud!

Bikir also abandoned the balloon eel and landed on the floor of the cage.

“Ho-ho-ho-going deeper? It must be suicidal?”

BDSM spread the long seaweed like a net and completely blocked the way to the surface.

Now Bikir is stuck at the bottom of the puddle, unable to move.

Going out is a problem, but right now breathing is a problem.

however.

Shrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr..

Even BDSM in an overwhelmingly favorable environment could not help but flinch at the strange phenomenon occurring in Bikir’s right hand.

A stream of water that flows in an odd direction. It was slowly sucking towards Vikir’s right hand.

‘what? Is there a hole over there?’

Unless it’s leaking, there’s no reason for water to flow over there.

The moment when BDSM just feels that something is strange.

Kurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

The current suddenly increased in strength.

As if water was leaking somewhere, the current was being sucked in at a tremendous speed.

Not only the surrounding seaweed, but also BDSM was caught up in the current and almost dragged away.

“What is it!?”

An ominous feeling peculiar to plants crossed her mind.

I thought it wouldn’t work if I got caught by Bikir’s outstretched right hand.

It was a warning from instinct.

‘Hunger drought’.

A characteristic possessed by the demon tree and blood tree daylily. The power to dry out anything with moisture.

Bikir was going to dry up all the moisture in the pool.

And as the water dried up and disappeared, the empty space was filled with new water, and as it dried up and disappeared again, a violent current was created.

Bikir emitted an aura through Baalzebub.

Like fire going backwards through pouring oil, Bikir’s aura radiated backwards in a swirling stream.

The target was, of course, BDSM.

“omg!?”

BDSM was horrified by the eight teeth that split the water-filled space itself.

black sheep. A small but dense and heavy black sun was rising beneath the sea.

Kurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

The black sun was growing at an astounding rate and sucking in everything around it.

Bondi Vikir’s special move, this black sheep had destructive power, but did not have the power to attract the surroundings.

However, the fact that this place was in the water and that Bikir knew how to use the power of starvation possessed by the bloody daylily was making the linking effect work properly.

‘That child!? I’ve been aiming for this from the beginning, and I’m in the water…!’

It was only then that BDSM realized that it had become completely enmeshed in Bikir’s aim.

It was clear what would happen to that black orb if it were drawn into the center of a collection of innumerable teeth.

The whole body would disintegrate without leaving a single piece of flesh.

“Kyaaaaaaagh!?”

BDSM struggled to get out of the current somehow.

All available seaweeds were pulled up and shot down, but all were sucked up from the center of the black sun and turned into firewood.

The shredded and pulverized seaweed has become impossible to salvage even the fragments.

Strangely, the aura emitted by that monstrous creature did not fade even when touched by BDSM seaweed.

The people of New Wave would probably be frightened if they saw the seaweed of BDSM, which nullifies all mana and physical power, being torn like a piece of cheap paper helplessly like this.

But it wasn’t completely fruitless.

Kururuk…… Kuruk! gurgling!

As a result of hitting a large number of aquatic plants in the dark sun, the water flow loosened a little.

So BDSM managed to get out of the current and rise to the surface.

“Puha!”

BDSM, who jumped out of sleep and came out, looked back with a pale complexion.

“I need to get out of here quickly. I have to tell Dordium and Suware…”

But. She had to feel her body stagger before she had moved seven steps.

“……uh?”

My eyesight is spinning around. I thought I had stepped straight, but before I knew it, my foot was twisted.

…thud!

BDSM floundered on the floor.

‘?’

‘why?’

‘Why am I like this?’

‘Why doesn’t my body listen to me?’

‘What am I going to do now?’

‘What’s going on?’

‘I have to run away right now…’

Only unresolved questions fill my head.

and by then

Cheak-

Bikir also broke the surface and came out.

“It’s seaweed, so it’s drinking a lot of water.”

Bikir spoke with a dry voice towards BDSM, and black blood dripped from the tips of his fingers.

Madame’s Poison.

Bikir secretly poured his own blood into the water when BDSM slaughtered the balloon eels and caused a blood storm.

Afterwards, as a vortex was formed by the water flow, BDSM was unknowingly inhaling a large amount of poison throughout the body.

Since it was a poison diluted with water, the effect was delayed, but once the symptoms appeared, the abnormal results were obvious.

“…… Ugh! Heo-eok! Kuk!”

BDSM crawled on the floor with one hand on her neck and the other on her chest.

Shuuuuuuk –

The body temperature rises rapidly due to the venom, and as a result, moisture evaporates from the body.

Spots that signal death began to appear all over the body.

BDSM, which had changed from a girl to an adult woman, was now turning into a shriveled old man.

“Oh no no… If I die… Prisoners’ restraints and cages… all lose their power… that’s all… That’s all…”

And forward to her in pain.

Jerbuck- Jerbuck- Jerbuck-

No, the hounds of Nouvelle Vague began to move their steps.

Even in the deep sea where no light shines, the shadow of death seems to be cast.