Episode 198: Corpse Queen (1)
The hound of the night quietly melts into the night again today.
Bikir gliding from building to building.
But unlike before, Bikir’s movements were many times more agile.
Some of them became stronger through training, but in fact, the virtue of being attached to the wrist of the left hand was greater than that.
[Wow!]
A young madam spewing spider webs from her left wrist.
As soon as Bikir throws himself into the air, he shoots a spider’s web onto the wall or railing of the building in front of him.
Bikir, who had reached forward like a pendulum, continued to glide forward by attaching a web to the building in front of it.
The young madam pulled out an enormous amount of spider silk from within her tiny body, and it seemed to harden when it met the atmosphere the moment a very small amount of concentrated spider silk extract was ejected out of her mouth.
‘Even this little guy pulls out so many spider webs, what about Madame Eight Legs?’
Bikir recalled the time when he fought Madame Eight Legs in the past.
At that time, Madame Eight Legs consumed an enormous amount of spider webs in the process of raiding Balak’s village, but because of that, in the fight against Bikir, she really couldn’t pull out very much spider webs.
If Madame Eight Legs had been able to pull out spider webs freely, Bikir probably wouldn’t have survived that day.
“You’re more useful than I thought, you.”
[Nuclear Nuclear Nuclear-]
Bikir stroked the head of the young madam, who was spitting out cobwebs from her mouth.
Thanks to him, the travel time has been drastically reduced, so it’s a good thing.
Tattak!
Bikir, who was running along the outer wall of the building, landed on top of the half-destroyed clock tower.
This clock tower, which was the landmark of the city, was half collapsed due to some huge impact.
However, because the tower had a long history and was carefully built from the foundation, it was not completely destroyed.
Bikir recalled a newspaper article he read a while ago.
[Special] The hound of the night, shocking crime again!?
-Around 1 am yesterday, the hounds of the night started attacking again.
The destroyed place is the ‘Central Clock Tower’, the landmark of the ecliptic. Boasting a long history, this building is a symbol of the power of the imperial family and at the same time contains the will of the previous emperor, who wanted to present the standard of imperial order. … On the other hand, the number of deaths from this terror… … The imperial family declares that they will definitely put this heinous criminal to death by all means… …
An assailant who imitates a night hound, a copycat.
Vikir gazed at the great clock tower destroyed by an unknown and mysterious being.
The scar marks on the wall are too long and free to be called knife marks.
‘It’s like a whip gone through. Seeing the destruction of the city’s landmarks… … Is he dissatisfied with society?’
Destroying the central clock tower, which boasts a long history, would not have done much good.
The clock tower is just a building that most symbolizes order and peace, which people living in the ecliptic look at several times a day.
Still, there was a high possibility that there was something symbolic about the daring attempt to demolish this building.
For example, resistance to the social system or attempts to subvert the order or something of that kind.
‘… … Well, it’s none of my business.’
But now it wasn’t that important.
For Bikir, it was more urgent to find and kill a copycat than the existence of a copycat.
“Let’s see.”
From the roof of this steeple destroyed by copycats, you can overlook the panoramic view of the city.
A night view where the lights slowly go out.
The city, which is slowly preparing to fall asleep, is dark and desolate.
And the night hound is a being that only opens its eyes when everyone closes them.
‘… … is that over there The point that Sindi Wendy pointed out was suspicious.’
Bikir looked up and looked north of the city.
This is the area where Bikir went out for volunteer work in the suburbs a while ago.
It was the site of the now ruined Indulgentia family nursery school.
‘It must have been ruined and nothing was left… … Why are the informants missing there?’
Bikir lifted his mask slightly and sniffed the air.
“… … .”
fly Smell.
Although extremely faint, this was definitely the smell of demons.
Despite being in an area where assassinations have already been completed, the fact that this stench emanates means that there is still something left.
‘But it smells strangely light. Why?’
It was much fainter than a normal devil’s smell, so it was hard to notice.
Vikir jumped off the clock tower immediately after instructing the young madam to stretch the thread.
Just before reaching the ground, the spider’s web ended, and Bikir, who was bounced up due to the recoil, did a somersault and landed on the ground.
Bikir crossed the alleyways filled with darkness and ran through the maze-like city.
From roof to roof, railing to railing, wall to wall, higher to lower, and even lower, it runs and climbs over and over again.
Bikir eventually reached the ruins of the Indulgentia Orphanage.
The Royal Cemetery was just 100 meters away on the opposite side.
Entering the center from the outskirts of the ruins, Bikir sensed something strange.
‘The smell gradually fades and then becomes stronger again.’
The stench peculiar to demons was diluted by something.
A strange aura as if half human blood and half demon blood were mixed.
‘Is it possible that the devil smells like this?’
It was a smell that even Vikir, a seasoned demon hunter, had never smelled.
Meanwhile.
The ruins of the Indulgentia Orphanage were completely deserted.
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The investigation of the Quo Vadis family is also over, so no one sets foot here.
Originally, guards should have been deployed, but it seems that there is a shortage of guards due to the fact that copycats have been installed so much lately.
Although there was a sign telling the public not to enter, there was no one to stop him, so Bikir continued to go inside.
Eventually, Bikir entered the area where Sindi Wendy’s informants went missing one after another.
and soon.
“… … !”
I could see why Sindi Wendy’s informants disappeared, what made them disappear, and how they had become and where they had gone, all at once.
[Geuhhh… … ]
The missing lower jaw and the tongue that reached the mouth of the collarbone turned purple.
The body was swollen with gas, and the flowing flesh was hardened like oil.
You can see several undead roaming the ruins, exuding the smell of sarcasm all over their bodies.
<zombie>
Hazard level: C
Size: 1.7m
Discovery site: all continents
-aka ‘The Lesser Rotten One’.
It is a common corpse that can be seen everywhere, such as graveyards, battlefields, abandoned houses, sewers, etc.
In the case of rural or underdeveloped cities, they can be found as often as rats.
The dead were walking around letting out unpleasant moans.
I don’t know if they are walking around here now because they did what they did in life, but it was clear that at least some of them were Sindi Wendy’s informants.
“Go to a nice place.”
I don’t know if there really is such a thing as a good place.
Bikir took out the bow he was carrying on his back.
Balak’s bow ‘Anubis’, this powerful black bow sticks to Vikir’s hand as if it were wrapped tightly.
“You’ve let this guy rest too long.”
During the midterm exams at the academy, I felt like my hands were going to rot because I had only touched a low-end bow.
It is a lie to say that masters do not choose equipment.
If I had been able to use this black bow Anubis from there, I would have been able to destroy all of them, including the golem and Professor Sadi.
‘But it would have been a big deal if I did.’
Unlike the supply bow, Anubis wouldn’t have finished with one eyeball.
Bikir thought about this and that and squeezed Anubis deeply.
[Kiing… … ]
The young madam, who was clinging to Bikir’s left hand, withdrew to her shoulder as if Anubis didn’t like it.
The Black Bow Anubis was made from the naked skin of Madame Eight Legs.
The young madam seemed to hate the traces of her mother because she remembered being almost eaten by her when she was still an egg.
It occurred to me that the relationship between parent and child might not necessarily be that close to the spider.
‘Like the dogs of Baskerville.’
yet.
Kirik-
Bikir drew Anubis’ protest.
pop! Puff!
The heads of the distant zombies explode one by one.
The zombies were shattered before they could react, and Bikir continued to walk along the faintly flowing stench.
Right then.
“… … !”
Arriving at the heart of the ruins, Bikir saw a startling sight.
Quilty, the head of the Indulgentia family. And Dantalian, who was the ninth of ten.
He wasn’t dead, but he saw an undead member of his family standing up in good shape.
Geronto.
Richie had red pigtails and was wearing a black mask.
But Vikir wasn’t surprised that Geronto was revived.
The existence that revived Geronto.
‘It’ standing in the middle of the ruins caught Bikir’s attention in an instant.
The one who emits overwhelming demonic energy, the source of the demonic smell that led Bikir to this place.
An existence that wears a crown and armor made of bones, and has long hair that burns like flames and a black cloak.
The eighth tenth hour was there.
