Return of the Iron-blood Sword Hound Chapter 158

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Episode 158 A Knowing Face (1)

[Hoo-wook-Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr-]

This guy hanging from the ceiling with an unpleasant breathing sound is definitely an Ephebo.

Along with Geronto, Pedo, and Hebe, it is one of the four hounds that serve as Guilty’s minions.

Bikir quickly scanned Ephebo’s body.

‘Have you fully recovered your body? It’s really like a devil.’

Broken bones, torn flesh, and almost exploded organs all seem to be intact.

However, Bikir was also a seasoned hunting dog well versed in battles with monsters, so he wasn’t particularly taken aback.

After preparing for battle, Vikir calmly began to calculate the next situation.

… … But not Dolores.

“uh? Sir Ephebo? Why in a place like this… … ?”

For an instant, she puts on a blank expression as if her thoughts were paralyzed.

Why is the guardian knight of the Endulgentia family in such a place at such a time and in such an appearance?

and.

“You’re going to die if you bruise like that.”

Bikir gave light advice.

Kwak!

Before long, Ephebo, who had fallen from the ceiling, raised the large hammer he was carrying and struck Bikir.

“As expected, one muscle strength is amazing.”

Vikir backed away with Dolores wrapped around her waist.

The demonic sword, Baalzebub, was trembling.

Quo Vadisga’s blunt technique consumes too much power when confronted head-on.

Bikir jumped off and retreated across the hallway.

Since this is a labyrinth created by the devil, it is a corridor that continues in an infinite orbit anyway, so there was no need to be restricted by the terrain.

Bikir put Dolores on the floor.

“That’s all for covering. I can’t afford any more.”

Dolores was about to say something, but Vikir really didn’t have time.

… thud!

Because Ephebo crawled down to the floor.

[Grrrr! Kreuk!]

His joints were grotesquely twisted, and he had a more grotesque appearance than we had ever seen before.

The two arms, thick as logs, were longer than the legs and dragged on the ground, and the legs had a couple of more joints than normal human legs, and were bent in bizarre directions.

Just like a monster.

And seeing that, Dolores’s eyes coldly sink.

Even though Ebebo is a figure of the Old Testament faction, he belonged to Quo Vadis, an ally.

However, the figure in front of me right now is the monster itself, no matter who sees it.

“… … Why is the monster here?”

“It’s not a monster, it’s Sir Ephebo.”

“That, so. Why did Sir Ephebo become a monster… … ? Could it be that you were a monster from the beginning?”

Dolores looked at Ephebo in front of her with absurdity and astonishment.

A man who received the title of Holy Knight from the family of Quo Vadis and was appointed as the guardian knight of the Indulgentia family.

He was always wearing a mask, so he never saw his bare face, but he had a not-so-bad image as he endured the hard work in silence.

‘What the hell is going on within the family?’

Dolores felt confused, but not when she was inquiring about it now.

… Zeng!

The night hound’s blade and Ephebo’s hammer collided again.

Pupperpuppung!

A shockwave rippled through the ceiling, walls, and floor.

Steel frames buried in the walls bent like candy, and water gushed out of the burst water pipe.

Dolores was surprised to see the powerful aura that Ephebo exudes.

Graduator. If you reach that level, you are in the upper class among the graduates.

Was Lord Ephebo really that strong?

… … But there was something even more amazing than that.

It was the red, bloody aura emitted by the hounds of the night.

… Kurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

From the tip of the demonic sword, Baalzebub, Bikir radiated a viscous, liquid, almost solid aura.

Handling it was like wielding a huge greatsword.

Great! Damn it! Kwak Kwa Kwak!

The black aura emitted by Ephebo is ripped apart by Vikir’s red aura.

It was like iron and lime colliding.

Baskerville’s Seventh Ceremony.

Upper jaw anterior and central incisors, lateral incisors, and molars.

And wisdom teeth, premolars and molars in the lower jaw.

A total of seven teeth fell towards the black-sacked monster, Ephebo.

… Crunchy! Pudeuk! Udududuk- Bagak!

It is the teeth of a hound that punctures, cuts, cuts, tears, and even bites and breaks the bones inside.

This bloody real combat swordsmanship is truly optimal for killing, and its purpose is only to kill the enemy painfully.

Since it is a legendary swordsmanship that exists only in the practiced swordsmanship of Baskerville 10, it was not seen as a swordsmanship reported to the academic world.

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Even a high-ranking official of the Baskerville family would not think that Vikir’s swordsmanship was the Baskerville style.

Is that why? Dolores was getting more and more confused as she looked at Bikir.

“you… … You’ve grown stronger since I couldn’t see you?”

“It’s thanks to the consistent raids on the branches of the Quo Vadis family.”

“What, what!? How can you say such a thing so calmly… … No, why the hell!?”

“Why? Do you have any questions about that?”

Bikir chinned the ephebo in front of him.

[Grrruk… … Kkeuk… … ]

Even though Ephebo’s whole body was staggering with teeth growing, he did not fall down and stood still.

If he was like a normal person, no, even if he was an average graduate soldier, a wound of this magnitude would already feel like death.

… Push! … Pushyuk!

Ephebo spouts black blood like asphalt from all over his tattered body.

Dolores asked, seemingly incomprehensible.

“Why on earth do we have something like that in our family?”

“What if you ask me about your housework?”

“You know that! That’s why I didn’t raid the branches until now… … !?”

But Dolores’s question was not resolved. It is because a more urgent situation has come.

shhh-

Ephebo started acting badly.

The black energy emanating from his body turns into a chain and winds around Bikir.

“Troublesome… … ”

Bikir noticed that Ephebo’s purpose was to kill time.

Pod!

The splashing water pulled out the aura from the Baalzebub as long as possible.

With this, I was thinking of raising the final number of victories.

however.

Booung-

Ephebo swung the sledgehammer a few times before throwing it.

A hammer the size of a house is bent like a tong and flies toward Bikir.

Because of the black chains wrapped around his body, Bikir was in a situation where he had no choice but to take this heavy slash with his body.

but.

“Light of my life, fire of my life, my sin, my soul. I will break the filthy fetters!”

The divine incantation from Dolores’ mouth removed the chains from Vikir’s body.

Faaat-

buff. and Hill.

When the demon’s debuff that had been suppressing Vikir’s body disappeared, Vikir regained the agile movements characteristic of night hounds.

chin! dig-

Bikir stepped on the flying hammer and leaped once more.

Then, using that momentum as a stepping stone, he swung the demonic sword Baalzebub horizontally.

A red crescent moon lay horizontally.

… F*ck!

half number. By a single stroke, Ephebo lost his head.

Bikir drove the seventh tooth into the top of Ephebo’s head, and then used the remaining six teeth to sever flesh, tendons, and bones from the neck.

thud!

Ephebo’s body falls onto the puddled floor. Her hammer, too, stopped embedded in the wall.

Even if water was not gushing out of the water pipes, time would have seemed to have stopped.

jjeook-

Bikir dropped the head of Ephebo stuck in the tip of Baalzebub to the floor.

“I’ve completely cut off my neck, so even the devil won’t be able to do anything about it.”

In case it could be regenerated in some bizarre way, Bikir held Ephebo’s head away from his body and trampled it firmly with his foot.

This is because in the past, there was a case of a set that ran away with only its head remaining.

Then Dolores spoke in a trembling voice.

“I don’t know. what the hell is going on I thought the only trouble in the family was the confrontation between the Old Testament faction and the New Testament faction… … What the hell was lurking behind it? Do you know?”

At this, Bikir shook his head.

“I don’t know. I just know that the head of the Indulgentia family is actually a demon. That’s also of the Demon King level.”

Dolores’s eyes widened at those words.

she stammered.

“Ji, are you sure about that now? Can you say something?”

“Can’t you see that?”

Bikir pointed at Ephebo’s body and head.

Even at this moment, Ephebo’s body spurting black blood, it was still wriggling for regeneration.

Dolores finally acknowledged what the Night Hound had to say.

dig-

The divine white light that radiated from her body completely destroyed Ephebo’s immune system.

In the end, Ephebo lost even the last opportunity to regenerate and completely sagged.

Bikir looked at it and thought.

‘… … Is it more useful than I thought?’

The devil’s ability to regenerate beyond common sense has always been a headache for Vikir.

But with Dolores by her side, the story could be a little different.

Meanwhile, Dolores asked Bikir again with a look of apprehension.

“Old, if there was a devil lurking in the backs of the Old Testament… … Then, will there be any problems with the New Testament?”

“Are there any New Testament branches that I have raided?”

“… … There wasn’t. As far as I know, nothing.”

“Then the answer came.”

Vikir cleaned up Dolores’ confusion.

Dolores just stared blankly at Bikir’s back as she walked ahead.

Before long, Bikir looked down at Ephebo’s head rolling on the floor.

A black leather bag, if you look closely, it looks like a hood attached to the inside of a gas mask.

This also seemed to be a relic of something, judging from the fact that it radiated faint demonic energy.

I’ve thought about it before, but I felt that it might be ‘OOPArt’, a relic of the same kind as Baalzebub.

And the face behind this black sack mask was also quite curious.

Dolores was also very curious as she had seen with her own eyes that Ephebo used Quo Vadis’ blunt technique.

“Who the hell are you… … Are you really from the Quo Vadis family?”

“You’ll know it when you close your face.”

Bikir stretched out his hand.

Before long, the black bag covering Ephebo’s face came off.

And Bikir and Dolores were all stunned.

“… … !?”

It was because Ephebo’s bare face revealed in the black bag belonged to someone they both knew.

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