Revenge of the Iron-Blooded Sword Hound Chapter 458


Episode 458 Operation to Infiltrate the Water Source Zone (5)

The ground rumbles.

With the sound of the horses’ hooves, the dust rose in a haze.

It was Viscount Baldini who drove the horse to the rear post late at night.

[Where are you! Where did you go! Find them quickly!]

He gave orders to his subordinates in an urgent tone.

No matter how much you think about it, Viscount Baldini hastily chased on a horse, as if giving away a pass to someone who had no ID card was on his mind.

But he found nothing all the way to the back post.

In the archives of the Germans in the back, no records of visits by high-ranking magicians could be found.

The only things that can be seen sparsely are corpses, like by-products of war.

[damn. Nothing should happen…]

In the end, Viscount Baldini had no choice but to turn around and return to the guard post.

And soon, a presence occurred in the wasteland where Viscount Baldini rode back.

A few shadows fluttered over the wasteland, where only a few corpses of poisoners were strewn about.

“Whoa… It was the most uncomfortable futon in the world.”

Tudor lifted himself up and set aside the body of the poison man he was carrying.

“Your whole body is wet from a cold sweat. It would have been a big deal if you were caught.”

“I feel like my heart is the size of a pea.”

“Ugh… It’s heavy and I feel bad.”

Beside him, Sancho Piggy Bianca also got up after clearing the bodies of the poisoners.

As soon as the pursuers approached, all the night walkers instructed by Vikir lay on the ground with several corpses on top of each other, avoiding their gaze.

“……It was dangerous.”

Bikir also got up after clearing the poisonous people that covered her body.

Then there were three people who got up after Bikir.

Camu was the first to poke his head out from under Bikir’s armpit.

She narrowed her eyes as she looked at Bikir’s opposite waist.

“You’re usually slow, but you’re fast when you’re like this?”

“What am I?”

It was Dolores who lifted her head from Bikir’s side.

At the moment of crisis, I would have thought that this was the place where I jumped in quickly.

Camus glared at Dolores and said.

“They say that a calm cat enters the kitchen first… There’s nothing wrong with the old saying.”

“It’s not like that? Of course, the bodies of the Germans were only found here, and a similar thing happened in the past when we played drinking games in the dormitory, so I did it unconsciously…” “What? Dormitory? Drinking games? How did this happen

? boyfriend?”

“Who’s your boyfriend!?”

Camus and Dolores stare at each other in the midst of Bikir.

And there was a voice between the two women.

“It’s in front of enemy lines, so let’s take care of ourselves~ Do you want to do that under a pile of corpses?”

Sinclair lifts her head with a gentle expression.

However, her head is sticking out between Bikir’s legs.

“Hey! Why are you jumping out of there!

“……I don’t think you’re talking about it. It should be Sinclair.”

Camus and Dolores Sinclair began to engage in a subtle war of nerves over Bikir.

“…”

However, Bikir was watching the front without even paying attention to their argument.

Before long, the figures of the Germans began to appear through the red fog.

The poison people inside the fence just stood there blankly or hovered around without doing anything.

“From now on, we will infiltrate the barracks.”

“Are you breaking through to the center?”

“Yes. I could just pass by, but the scale of the Germans is unusual.”

Vickir nodded in response to Tudor’s question.

“These are probably the troops that will be mobilized for the siege tomorrow. If we reduce them even a little, we will be able to relieve the hands of those who remain in the castle.”

At Bikir’s words, everyone’s expressions changed to resolute again.

Now, if you get out of this encirclement, you can go to the water source area.

Bikir and the death squad went to the mound of dirt that protruded upward and hid themselves and peeked out.

‘It would have been nice if the young madam had that guy…’

Bikir recalled the days when he was active as a night hound in the past.

If I had a young madam who was my partner at the time, I would be able to move much more freely, but unfortunately, I cannot imitate the movements of that time now.

at that time.

“How about digging a hole?”

Camus stepped forward.

Before Bikir could say anything, she pulled out an object from her bosom and put it over her face.

That is the picaresque mask, a mask that allows a person to turn into a dog.

It was Dantalian’s relic that Vikir passed on to Camus before going to New Wave.

Nuclear Nuclear Nuclear –

Camus instantly turned into a dog with red fur.

“Your ears are so cute…”

Dolores’s eyes twinkled and she reached out her hand, but Camus shook it off.

Eventually, Camu, who turned into a dog, started digging a hole where the soil rose high.

Papa papa pak-

In an instant, piles of soil piled up high and a deep underground passage was created.

Camu dug a tunnel all the way into the fence, wagging his tail and barking at Bikir.

Seeing Kamyu rubbing her body openly asking for a stroke, Bikire quietly brushed her hair.

“The mask is useful.”

“of course.”

Camu, who has returned to his human body, frowns at Bikir.

Eventually, the eight-member death squad came inside through the tunnel under the wooden fence.

Because of the thick red fog, it is difficult to see ahead.

However, I could sense that there were only a few dark red shadows wandering around. The hound of the

night

bared its teeth.

The heads of several poisonous people who were wandering around the tunnel rolled silently on the floor.

Bikir nodded as he saw the sticky venom dripping from the cut in his neck.

“……It sure has a huge amount of poison inside. How the hell did they create this much poison?”

The number of poisons is enormous, and the amount of poison each of them accumulates in the body is staggering.

In order to create such a number of poisonous people, even the seeds would not be eaten with ordinary efforts.

‘It’s not that weak compared to the poison people I saw before the regression. At this level, it would have only appeared in the second half of the War of Extinction.’

Bikir couldn’t help but ponder the questions he had before the Tochka Extermination War began.

‘I wonder how they created so many poisons. There must be a limit to the number of poisons that can be mass-produced…’

Even before Bikir returned, the secret of how Leviathan had mass-produced so many poisons remained unsolved.

……however.

Something was different in this life.

“Brother. There-”

Sinclair, who has a good sense of humor, nudged Bikir in the shoulder.

What Sinclair managed to find was a black barracks beyond the red mist.

Bikir strained his eyes and stared at the mist for a long time.

Then, finally, the scenery beyond the fog slowly revealed itself.

Tsutsutsutsutsutsutsu…

The sparsely visible figures of the poisoners through the mist like a fountain of blood are like charcoal left in a burned forest.

They were lined up in a row and entering the black barracks one by one.

And on the other side of the barracks, the poisoners who had just entered were coming out one by one, twisted into even more bizarre shapes, with their bodies getting bigger and their limbs getting longer and longer.

‘……Are you charging the poison inside and coming out? Even the strength seems to be getting stronger.’

Bikir took notice of a large poison man who was just entering the barracks.

[Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrreded,

perhaps a poisonous person with knife marks and burn marks all over her body.

It did not appear for a long time after entering the barracks, and then crawled out through the exit on the other side of the barracks a few minutes later.

The elongated limbs were twisted and bent like those of insects, and the originally ugly face was terribly distorted.

[Ehie Ee-e-]

The knife streets that made the whole body tattered were gone.

As if boasting overflowing miasma and vitality, it twisted its body creaking and disappeared through the red fog.

“Judging from how nervous my ‘rich hat’ is, it looks like there is something like an artifact.

Upon hearing Sinclair’s words, Bikir nodded.

Sinclair is a new person who was not originally here in history. If such a Sinclair discovers and guesses, it may be the key to reversing the original fate.

“It’s not long until the water source area, but… I’m going to destroy this facility to some extent in preparation for tomorrow’s defense battle.”

It was necessary to put the brakes on so that Leviathan could no longer charge poisons.

Even for the sake of the comrades who will meet them in Fort Tochika tomorrow.

Paralyzing the facilities here was not in particular conflict with going to the water source area, so all the members of the death squad nodded their heads.

“But how do I destroy the German manufacturing plant? It seems difficult to simply break through.”

Tudor asked.

It seems that the high-ranking official of the Leviathan family is located in that black barracks located high in the dirt mountain.

Furthermore, as it is a place where a huge number of poisonous people are gathered, there is only death if you act rashly.

To even destroy a place that seems difficult to simply pass by.

However, Bikir opened his mouth with a confident voice.

“I have a secret weapon prepared for this moment.”

yet.

Swoop-

Bikir brought out what he had hidden deep within the hem of the thick blood wind.

“Bikir!? When did you grow so big…!?”

It was something that would make everyone in the death squad open their eyes wide.


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Revenge of the Iron-Blooded Sword Hound

Revenge of the Iron-Blooded Sword Hound

Revenge of the Iron-Blooded Sword Hound, Revenge of the Sword Clan's Hound
Score 8.8
Status: Completed Released: 2020
He was the hound of the Baskerville family: Vikir. Yet his loyalty was rewarded by the blade of a guillotine dirtied by slander. “I will never live the life of a hound slaughtered after the rabbit is caught.” In place of death, an unexpected opportunity awaits him. Vikir’s eyes glowed red as he sharpened his canines in the dark. “Just you wait, Hugo. I will rip out your throat this time.” It’s time for the hound to exact bloody revenge on his owner.

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