Episode 410
Escape Ice Tag.
Now that I know the rules perfectly, I think it would be more natural to call it Escape & Ice Tag.
The winning condition of this absurd game is for at least one participant to successfully escape.
It doesn’t matter who the escapee is.
It can be me or it can be someone else.
I think even a dog or a cat would be okay if they were only recognized as a participant. I don’t know about bugs.
Anyway, Beric is definitely a participant.
Because this guy used ‘ice’, which only those who participated in the game could use.
In other words, Beric’s escape is our victory, and means Tangtata’s defeat.
“Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh… … !”
Tangtata made a strange noise and trembled all over as if she was having a heart attack.
The sight of the ripples and swaying flesh in the tangled fat was quite comical.
Jeez… … !
Soon, ice began to sprout from Tangtata’s feet.
“Oh, no……!”
The moment Tangtata saw the ice and screamed and ran away, the ice that had grown at great length shattered into pieces.
‘What the f*ck.’
An unexpected turn of events.
Could it be that those devil bastards can even trample on the rules they have set?
I don’t know until then, but I have a feeling that I shouldn’t leave it like this.
Because the tongue that had been wrapping around my entire body had lost its strength and was hanging limp, I could barely move my body.
Although the body is in a mess, the internal energy is still full. It’s like a trade-off for using only the Galaxy Sword instead of the Baekil Eclipse.
Sometimes, a drone can move even with broken limbs if it has enough endurance.
I closed the distance to Tangtata all of a sudden and fed her the first herb, Burning Heat.
The force of the charge added to the blow and it pierced Tangtata’s oily stomach, and the impact must have reached his internal organs.
I don’t know if it has any internal organs though.
“Ugh… … !”
While Tangtata was vomiting as if she was going to vomit blood, I continued the flow of attacks.
One palm, one fist, one leg.
I didn’t really do it consciously, but as I used it, it ended up taking the form of a series of moves from the first to the fourth style.
The first type, Jakyeol, was placed in the abdomen, the second type, Hwarun, was placed in the center of the chest, the third type, Seunghwa, was placed in the jawbone, and lastly, the fourth type, Cheomgyeon, was placed in the center of Tangta Ta’s skull.
Kwajik!
As his heel sank into the crown of his head, his head sank into his shoulder as if it had been crushed.
Even a fairly tough guy would die in this situation because his cervical vertebrae are crushed.
“Gek, gek… … !”
But Tangtata survived even in that state.
‘You persistent brat.’
Just as he was about to show off his next meal, his mouth, now sticky with blood, opened and his tongue shot out again.
I avoided it because I didn’t think he would just give in. My tongue, that is.
Phew!
Secondary saliva flew out from the gaping mouth hole.
Normally, I would have responded without difficulty, but since I was forcibly holding up my body that was shattered by internal forces, my reaction speed was slow.
So, if Verita hadn’t suddenly intervened, I would have been seriously injured.
Phew!
Saliva splattered Verita’s face.
It was just spit coming out of my mouth, but the sound I made when I was hit was rough, like being hit by a rock.
In fact, Verita’s head also turned around.
I didn’t even have time to express my gratitude.
I passed the staggering Verita and approached Tangtata again.
It is meaningless for external impact.
We need to bust this guy’s ass.
I wrapped the secrets of my own method around my arms and placed my fists on Tangtata’s vital points – the heart and danjeon.
Phew, the flames surrounding my entire body went out for a moment.
It’s not like I’ve run out of energy.
The minimum amount of preparation time required before using a jump, such as bending the knees just before a jump or the calm before a storm.
Phew!
The flame that had been briefly extinguished suddenly rose up as if it had exploded.
Baekilsik, the seventh invocation ceremony.
Twin Fire Power.
Kwaaaaaaaang-!
The second half of the Baekilsik, which struck from the inside rather than the outside, hit Tangtata’s body directly.
“Ugh, ugh, ugh… … !”
Tangtata, who was spewing blood from the chilgong, staggered backwards and fell down.
Damn it… … !
Then, the ice that had been hesitating for a moment began to consume the bastard’s entire body.
Tangtata’s body was quickly buried in the ice.
“No, no, no… … !”
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Repeatedly waving your arms to break the ice.
The desperate look on his face was like someone struggling in water to avoid drowning.
Now is your chance.
I tried to get up from my seat, but at that moment my legs gave out and I fell down.
‘Ugh… … .’
A weak body.
I still lack training.
I gritted my teeth and crawled towards the tangta-ta to close the distance, but I started to feel impatient because its advance was slower than that of a snail.
The body that was wearing the Tangtata costume was recovering rapidly.
Surely you’re not going to play it that way?
This is the moment when I become astonished.
Chorrrruk-!
An iron chain flew in from somewhere and bound the Demon King’s body.
The shape of the chain and the sound it made were familiar.
‘Binet’s Chains?’
Pfft pfft!
Daggers were stabbed one after another into Tangtata’s bound body.
“… … !”
Tangtata’s eyes grew wider and her struggles grew more violent, but only for a moment.
The Demon King’s movements began to rapidly lose strength.
“What an outrageous monster.”
“older brother.”
Ludwig landed next to me with a tongue-licking voice.
“Even though I stuck ten daggers coated with swamp spider venom in it, it still moves like that… … .”
Ludwig shook his head, looked at me, and then asked.
“Are you okay? Should I give you some potion?”
“It won’t be of any use since it was a wound caused by an instrument.”
“Ah… I see.”
“Give me a hand.”
“okay.”
I took Ludwig’s outstretched hand and stood up.
“I’m sorry I’m late. The situation with the disciplinary committee seems to be more serious than I thought. Is there anything I can do to help now?”
“There will be guards and prisoners trapped under the rubble of the building. Please rescue them… … .”
I said, pointing to the fallen Verita.
“Please also take care of the treatment for the nun over there.”
“Oh yeah.”
As I spoke, I did not take my eyes off Tangtata, and the body of this tenacious demon king was finally consumed by ice.
“… … !”
The Green Tongue Demon King lets out a silent scream as he is trapped in the ice, and soon cracks begin to spread in the ice.
Damn it… … !
Cracks weren’t just in the ice.
I could see white gold spreading across the huge curtain surrounding me, and light streaming down through it.
I was wondering how Ludwig got in, but it looks like he came through that crack.
Clang───!
And with a loud noise, as if hundreds of panes of glass were breaking simultaneously, the ice and black curtain shattered simultaneously.
A strong wind blew from somewhere, blowing away the instruments surrounding it.
A gentle breeze blew over my head, chest, and body, which had been heavy as if a lump of lead had been placed on them.
Only then did I feel my body become lighter and I let out a deep sigh.
The black curtain broke and the sun finally came into view. Just being exposed to the sunlight brought some strength back to my body that was already aching.
“How are things outside?”
“It’s quite a mess.”
“What kind of point?”
“The monsters that had been appearing intermittently were pouring out all at once. Even with the help of the troops stationed at the workhouse and even the private soldiers of the Golden Duke, the situation was not very relaxed.”
“hmm…….”
The cult leader ordered the mass suicide of his followers, so I thought things outside were okay…
From what I’ve heard, it seems like there was a hell just as bad as this one.
‘There was a reason why I couldn’t contact headquarters.’
I sighed and asked something else.
“My father?”
“hmm…….”
I asked Ludwig, who trailed off at the end of his sentence.
“What?”
“He went to the basement of the workhouse. To keep his promise with the Golden Ball.”
“Promise? Ah.”
Is this the extinction of a different race?
I sighed.
“That’s not it. There’s no need to kill him. Go and tell him. The Demon King has already been summoned.”
“What? Could it be that guy who just turned into a piece of ice… ?”
“That’s right. It was the Demon King.”
“Crazy. Really? Crazy. What the heck, that thing looks like a green tongue… … . The Demon King has already been summoned?”
“It’s not a complete summons… Anyway, that’s not important right now. Go quickly and stop that guy.”
Then Ludwig said with a somewhat embarrassed look on his face.
“That might be a bit difficult.”
“why.”
“The Golden Duke interpreted the commotion in Rahild as a sign of the Demon King’s summons. He believes that in order to stop the summons even now, the impure blood… the extermination of the foreign race will be necessary.”
“… … .”
“Father also agreed with the Golden Duke’s guess. Above all, there was a deal between the two of you as the Dukes of the Empire.”
“Ah-oh…….”
I said, scratching my head.
“Give me some potion.”
“Suddenly? You said you didn’t need it earlier.”
“I’m saying this because I need it again. I’m going to indulge myself a bit now.”
Ludwig looked puzzled but obediently handed me the potion, and I immediately opened the lid and poured it onto my forehead.
“ah.”
Only then did the guy nod as if he understood.
It is difficult to recover from wounds caused by musical instruments, but if you use it like this, at least the bleeding will stop and the body will regain vitality in the short term.
Of course, the effect is temporary, so it’s a huge waste considering the value of the potion.
This is probably the only option for the rich who have money rotting away.
“What are you going to do?”
“We have to go and stop it.”
“I think it would be better not to do that.”
Ludwig said with an embarrassed look on his face.
“I heard from my father. He said that the two of you had talked before things got to this point? That if you successfully stopped the Demon King’s summoning, you would also withdraw your plans against the other races… … But you failed.”
“The Demon King was summoned a long time ago. And he just finished it off. There’s no point in killing the aliens now.”
“… … .”
Ludwig looked at Tangtata’s body and shook his head.
“Honestly, I don’t know. Is that guy really the Demon King? The instrument is quite dark, but I don’t know if it’s on that level. Maybe he’s just a similar-looking legion commander.”
“Ah-oh…….”
It’s frustrating for me, but Ludwig’s questions are valid.
As a Demon King, he lacked the sense of intimidation, the damage he inflicted wasn’t serious, and even his ending was bland.
How should I explain this?
In the end, if I were to explain about Tangtata, I would have to talk about the leader who was on the top floor and the already dead priest Obi, but I didn’t have time for that now.
“Even if what you say is true, it’s true that the monsters in the workhouse are running wild right now. So… … .”
Ludwig spoke to me, his voice deliberately trailing off.
“…Why don’t you just take a deep breath and sleep? You look tired.”
Sighing was a metaphorical expression for pretending not to see whatever was going to happen from now on.
I ignored Ludwig’s unpleasant suggestion and put on the Rinchal mask.
It doesn’t really have any special meaning, but it’s just to hide the trauma I’ve suffered as Luan. And at the same time, to avoid unnecessary conflicts.
“Are you really going with that body?”
“Or you can stop it for me, hyung.”
Ludwig laughed bitterly at my words.
“That’s a bit much. I’m not the one who goes against my father’s will. No matter what orders he gives or what thoughts he has, I’m the one who adds strength to what he says.”
“… … .”
There was deep conviction in that voice.
It is an unshakable belief that no judgment or order given by the Iron Blood Lord will be wrong.
“Okay, so here, please take care of the cleanup. The rescue operation I mentioned earlier. I can’t feel the instrument anymore, but don’t forget to stay alert just in case.”
I left the punishment cell without listening to the answer, but Ludwig insisted on saying one more thing.
“Luan. Be careful.”
“what?”
“Rebelling against the Iron Blood Front is a bigger deal than you think.”
“… … .”
Ludwig’s voice sounded more like a warning than advice.
I guess so.
This guy is the most loyal follower of the Iron Blood Knight.
A madman who gave up the comfortable life he could have enjoyed as a Badnik and entered the religious order, even killing his true identity.
In some ways, he was the owner of a madness that even I could not understand.
The madman looked at me and continued speaking.
“This time, things are different from the time of the dwarf village. A pact has been made with the Golden Ball. It’s a matter of the lord’s reputation.”
It sounds funny to say it’s about saving face.
For the head of a great house like the Badniker, saving face is sometimes more important than a written promise.
I chuckled at Ludwig’s warning.
“I’ll take care of it.”
But I answered lightly.
With a body and mind that were not particularly light, I headed to the place where the Iron Blood Worker was.
“… It’s such a tiring life.”
Ludwig’s sighing voice was heard.
