Ihoujin, Dungeon ni Moguru

[03]

Following the smell of the beast, a herd of wolves runs.

The smell of blood sickness. The same curse smell as vampires. It's not really the end guard's opponent. I'm an enemy now.

Those who seal the vampires will be the enemy of the vampire. Moreover, the last endguard who can follow them is a Gentile who drank vampire blood.

What an ironic, bloody fight!

Get out in the garden with the wind.

In the garden of death where flowers of glass bloom.

The goddess of the bad month was beasted by a beast. The neck of a beast like a twig.

We were faster than the moment we broke.

The right arm of the bar full is cut with a scythe blow. It's the elbow that I cut off, and I give it back. The flying arm is caught and chewed by the wolf. With the blade turned back, the bar full could be pulled apart greatly.

"... you ..."

Stand with the wolf in front of the lady.

"Is your soul defiled, Sawyer!"

"Don't the beast speak of filth"

Barful shakes Mace. There is no sluggish movement even though it is one arm.

"You're stupid, you"

I stopped Mace with one hand.

It was not stopped by force. As a vampire, my physical abilities have risen dramatically, but I can't do this.

This is a simple trick.

"What?"

Neither the strength of the bar full nor the mace is a bik.

"I'm an endguard, from the moment you acknowledge it."

Now I am a living creature, so I can follow a white wolf.

The wolf does not disappear.

Even if it becomes a bone,

"Come back!"

In response, Mace crashed. Barful, who couldn't understand the situation, withdrew further.

The scattered bones dance as snow droplets. Snow becomes a white wolf.

Eight wolves are back.

Point the sickle blade at the bar full. A hard-to-treat product. Naturally, this is not a weapon. It is just a farming tool to reap.

Disadvantageous by one person, but advantageous in a herd.

The white wolves come forward.

They are all big wolves. The physique is the same as the bar full, the difference is two or four legs.

"Do you want me to be your enemy again? End guard!"

Fresh blood explodes, and a new right arm grows on the bar full.

The hand holds the sword of Zamongrass, which was inserted at the waist.

"I'll fight again and again, until you die!"

The oddly shaped man holds a human sword.

As a human figure, I follow a deformed person and hold a deformed weapon.

"Let's see! Vampire style!"

In the bar full of barking, the wolves also bark.

Blood splattered on the intersecting dead line, flesh exploded.

In the past, Elysium hunted down end guards by number.

I had to do that.

One of the soldiers of Endguard is the strength of 20 Elysium knights. Each one is a hero and a proud brave.

Elysium also had a hero. However, Elysium did not hit the hero on the end guard.

The reason is simple. The end guard was too strong. The hero could lose. If the symbol is defeated, the strongest human state is no longer visible.

What a misfortune reason?

so,

In the past, Elysium hunted down end guards by number.

So what is the current situation for the first time in 500 years?

The wolves attack the bar full one after another. Only one surviving Elysian expeditionary force.

Barful eats meat, breaks bones, and crushes, but resists hard.

It is a terrible figure, and it would normally float even one of mercy.

I take the blind spot of the bar full and cut my back with a scythe. Barful strikes back as if he knew what he knew enough to see his spine.

Hide in a swarm of wolves and move away from sword range. Just ruthlessly kill and kill. Warrior pride does not exist in wolves and vampires.

Get confused, pierce the gap, and carry out six degrees of deep skill.

Still, there is no shaking in the sword line. Barful fights like a former endguard, at the disadvantage of a number.

The wolf cuts three wolves with a single sword swing and kills twice with a returning blade.

Not just a sword. Kill the wolf with a bare hand beating. If you are eaten, return to eat. If it was torn with your nails, tear it back with your nails. Kill the wolf with your knees and elbows and whole body to kick.

Barfull was laughing.

As if you were fulfilling your longing now. They are fighting laughing with all feelings.

Regardless, both legs were cut with a scythe. A flashy blood fountain, certainly turned down bones. Both knees of the bar full crush the crystal flowers. Suddenly, the wolf bites his shoulders and breaks bones.

Limb freedom was taken away.

I decide with this.

kill.

Remove the whole body limiter. Heart sounds like the engine resonate to your ears. The fast-moving blood activated the cells. Abnormal muscular strength ruptures thin blood vessels and gushes blood. The tightened bones broke down, and the next moment they regenerated stronger than before.

Murderous intent is everywhere.

Put on the run.

Bite your teeth.

Hold a scythe.

The wolf who understood was rejected all at once.

A demon blow that cuts off all the objects it touches.

I swung the scythe. I aimed at my neck. It should have been cut off. I'm convinced that I killed sensuously.

It was a vision.

An unfamiliar vampire's body had a shift in sensation.

The sound comes late. Different from metal and pottery. Distorted crushing sound.

When the blade of the scythe cut through half of the beast's face, it was bitten and crushed. Receiving a decapitated blade approaching the moment with fangs is a kind of myth.

Well,

Still packed.

Hold the lightened long handle like a spear. Ishibashi formed a distorted spike, drawing on my will.

pierce.

This time he ran through the key points. Agitate the handle and stab a gouged heart. A thick rubber-like feel pulsates so that it can be violent even if pierced.

"Cum"

Barfle bleeds heavily into the sky.

Top hat gets wet with blood. Smoke rises from the cape. Is the dragon's blood rejecting the blood by heat?

"Is the end"

Finally, we left it to the wolf.

I shouldn't start.

When you let go of the handle, end guards flood. To eat blood, meat, bones, harawata, all of this.

There was once a knight.

A knight who becomes the shadow of a hero and fights for giving glory.

His skills were brilliant.

He hunted down the end guard, which is comparable to a hero.

I understand now that I have communicated with my will. The end guard cannot be beaten by the number. We need more than just numbers. Is it a heroism more than a hero, or is it an evil act that keeps your mouth closed?

The result, as we will see later, was that the last warriors, a group of heroes, were cornered by a single knight.

But that was the limit of the Shadow Knight.

At the end, Elysium's army was buried in the snow and the endguard became a wolf.

The strongest nation would have erased everything from history. The knight has lost everything.

What remained was a delusion.

A knight of a wandering beast.

"You were strong. I just remember that."

The wolves eat the beast.

I turned my back and approached the lady. He has lost his waist and grace until a while ago, and has fallen into his waist.

I think it feels good to be evidence that I am not dominated.

"Hey, it's over."

"What are you talking about? A nightmare doesn't end with this much."

what?

At the same time, you can see a wolf blowing sideways. There was a black mist before turning around.

fog? Wrong. This is snow. Splash of black snow. Something is about to take shape from there.

"Go to the top of the castle, between the kings"

"What is it?"

"Go fast!"

The lady shouts with a great sword curtain.

A wolf lays down on her back. She straddled and reached her.

"Okay, I'll see you later"

"What?"

Did not take my hand.

The wolf kicks the ground.

Faster than a giant horse that once ran together. Behind him, a wolf and a woman were seen swallowed by black snow.

The speed at which you are shaken off if you are bad. Grabbing the skin of the neck and desperately grabbing. The wolf carries me and rushes through the castle corridor. One eye closed with strong wind.

After several rounds of corners and long walkways, you climb up long stairs.

It was between the kings.

The wolf returned to the snow as exhausted, and I knelt.

It is overwhelmingly more luxurious than Lemuria, more magnificent than Ashtalia, and has a history that feels like history. Stained glass made of pyroxene is hung on the ceiling, with long red curtains hanging like a theater curtain. Fine reliefs are carved on the walls and floor.

A large dome-shaped space was filled with stories.

On the ceiling, a giant figure that looks like shining mountains and a beast.

On the right wall are elves and dwarves fighting a giant.

On the left wall is an elf giving wheat to wheat.

On the back wall, a helmet wearing a crown defeats a giant.

On the floor, a crown beem becomes a beast, and eight children and a woman standing with a sword.

And at the center was a throne.

An oddly shaped chair that is unbalanced in this case. Since the armrests and backrest are made of skulls, the other limb-like bones are probably all chairs made of human bones.

On the savory throne, a corpse wearing a crown sits.

A dead body like a mummy.

"What is it?"

The king's mummy had his heart stabbed with a sword. And already one. Perhaps the corpse of a knight who stabbed a sword is also rolling.

I saw the vampire die as ash. If the king of this crown is the king of Neomia, he has not been killed in this way.

And what is this knight? Elysium knight armor, which is degraded but designed by design. A rotting sword is very similar to a sword of Zamongrass. In addition, the ragged gray cloak is similar to a bar full.

"What should I do here?"

Lost in front of the corpse. But I don't have time to think long.

I heard the scream of the beast.

Immediately.

The air trembles with the shock of a roar. The entrance that has just passed has been shattered, from which a giant beast emerged.

Black long hairs like knitting at night. A 10-meter-sized, four-legged walk that crawls. Sharp, thick limbs. The beast head is the wolf itself. The long tail is vaguely hazy, producing black snow droplets in some places.

Clear killing is directed at me personally.

Did not respond to the animal that was sick

I should have been able to detect it until now, but even before my eyes, I don't really feel this is there.

He tries to get a sword that has been pierced immediately.

It was late. It is faster for the big hand of the beast to grab me.

"Gugutsu"

A handful of bones broke and spurted blood through holes in the body.

The beast shakes me up and throws it at the wall. It was accidentally slammed against the king of the relief.

As expected, it is a vampire body. Ordinary humans do not retain their original form, but are alive. Playing and preparing for the next battle.

But the nails have no fangs.

The only sword here is by the beast. It is a dangerous bet to dive and get. In the first place, there is no way to fight the beast with such a rotting sword.

Then

"Agachion!"

Call the evil sword. Shout out the only miracle your voice can reach.

The beast approaches with intense momentum.

In order to avoid it, it has only been able to regenerate as far as walking. If you grind, don't die.

I can't make it. Tadashi mixed with giving up. When I closed my eyes, I could feel the beast squeaking in my body.

No, that's not all.

Gun, gun, gun, and vibration resonate with the footsteps.

"Shortest route?"

The floor shattered and Agathion jumped out. It pierces the beast's right arm and fits in my stretched hand.

The scream of a deaf beast. A voice of anger rather than pain. Evidence shows that the wound on the arm regenerates instantly.

None of the beasts fought so far has shown such a rebirth.

Is this really a bloody beast?

The more you observe, the more the outline becomes vague. It resembles a beast you've seen before, but looks just like a shadow.

Can it be killed?

No, don't get lost.

Do what you have to do.

Holds the blade of a magic sword with both hands painted with blood. The cutting edge turned to the chest.

"I'll ask you."

pierce. The blade pierces the heart and the blade pierces the chest.

Earlier, she unsealed the evil sword with the blood of a shrine maiden. It used magical techniques and patterns like master codes. I don't have the skills to perform magical rituals. Therefore, I can open it by force. It is unknown how powerful the vampire's blood that flows to me and the blood of the bad goddess are, but it is worth trying.

Wish, beg.

It's a sword that has been dating so far. It can be called a buddy alongside makina, isola and snow breeze.

I'll ask

"Wake up!"

The evil sword responded.

The sword pulls out of my chest. The evil sword wore a black discharge. The weight will not be supported by the vampire's strength, and the next moment the feather will be light.

The beast approaches, and I shoot straight from the front.

The swing of the magic sword split the beast. Carve it in a cross with a turning blade. The sword's rupture reaches the walls and ceiling, destroying the depicted story.

Falling rubble and pyroxene fell on the beast.

It's clear.

That this does not end.

"Vooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh!"

Play while barking.

Attack while playing.

It is no longer a beast. A monster with a black blizzard. With the release of a released magic sword, you can scatter but you can't destroy it.

no doubt. This is an immortal monster.

But there is no endless immortality. If it is immortal without a reason, my resistance will be meaningless.

Why the lady brought me here, and why the beast desperately hit me.

………………Desperately?

Did this guy follow me only by hatred? Think. You don't have to think deeply. There is no such time. Connect simple ideas.

Possibility that we can take now,

"What is it?"

The answer may be always simple.

Raise the agathion.

It is a large upper stance.

The magic sword's discharge was subsided. With the next swing, the awakening ends and sleep begins. I put all my strength and all my soul into this swing.

Release last rupture from stepping on.

During the moment when the shredded monsters fall and revive again. Jumped in.

The short distance is far from the vampire's feet, which should be fast. Monster regeneration is much faster. Both arms are shaken to crush me.

Moment.

A white wolf attacks the monster.

Ceilings and walls had been broken, and snow had entered between kings. The end guard's wolf is also an ephemeral entity that cannot be relied on today's demon beast. The claws scatter with the snow, and the snow is drunk by the black snow and disappears.

It was a slight resistance.

Still, enough time. I made enough time.

He pulled out the rotting sword of the throne and pierced the knight.

The knight's mummy screams silently, receiving a blade in his heart.

Instead, the demon screamed loudly.

"I had a long sleep."

Gouging the heart breaks the sword without a trace. The moment the beast's toes stroked his bangs, he cut off the knight's head with a magic sword. The stopped monster's neck falls after a beat.

The end-of-life is long-tailed, and when it disappears, it turns into a howling wolf.

Black snow turns into white snow and disappears with dust.

It's not just the monster residue that goes away. A gust of wind blows and the rubble turns into snow. The castle is drunk by the snowstorm and disappears. The scaffold had changed to a snowy field without knowing it.

The whole world is filled with white blizzards.

An empty world covered with snow.

I feel like I'm in a movie, looking at somewhere.

I can't even hear the wind blowing.

From a fake snow breeze that doesn't feel cold, a woman in a black dress appears with Maria sleeping.

"Well done. The long nightmare was purged. My enemies' souls would have gone back where they wanted."

Receive Maria.

Behind the lady is the castle of Neomia, which should have been now. There was a back view of the vampires returning there. Some were Toto.

"What are you guys?"

"The concubine keeps guarding the castle until Prince Seiren awakes."

"When does the dragon wake up? Wake up the continent?"

"Hey, how about you?"

A fascinating laugh. But somewhere, I can see a sad girl.

"If you get up awake, you may do that."

From somewhere, the lady takes out the sword and sword.

When the equipment is returned, the lady takes out an object, saying "Another."

"It's a nightmare shard you can't dispose of in this world, but it might be useful in that world."

It was a fang. Perhaps the fangs of the beast of Barful.

Get the second fang and put it in your pocket. No, is this the first fang?

"The blood of the concubine that flowed to you will disappear with an awakening as a vision. After all ... everything is in a dream."

"What's that?-Here is the whole thing ----"

The sound of the bell sounded, interrupting my doubts. Surprisingly beside.

The blizzard deepened, and the lady disappeared.

A world that is white and nothing.

"Farewell. Gentile adventurer. You're going home too. Take care of your delusion and remember to go home."

There was a quiet and tired male voice. A silhouette can be seen faintly from the other side of the blizzard.

A woman with a crown standing next to her.

The moment you see it, your vision darkens and the annoying bell sounds echo to your ears.

I can't keep my consciousness.

Fall into deeper darkness than to sleep.

And awakening ---