Episode 416 End game (8)
All Nouvelle Vague all-stars gathered in the Level Ten area.
Prison warden Orca.
And among the five wardens, except for Vidism and Black Tongue, who were eliminated by Vikir, the three are Dordium, Suware, and Flubber.
Among them, the one who showed an unrivaled presence was, of course, the Orca.
Orca was quietly watching Bikir.
Bikir also keeps an eye on Orca.
"… … ."
"… … ."
When a war of nerves between two veterans is about to break out.
"How dare you ignore someone!"
A shattering shout spread through the air.
Professor Sadi. She was flashing her bloodshot gaze at Orca.
… Quack!
The whip that was under Orca's military boots broke the ground and was pulled out.
It bares its fangs once again and wraps itself around the orca's body.
But Orca still wasn't shaken at all.
I just clicked my tongue.
"Winston that guy. Maybe it's because I'm young, but I'm too lazy. I advised you not to collect it but to just step on it and kill it. Although it is a baby, what good is there in keeping the seed of anger alive? "In the end, four months are born."
The old soldier recalled an old incident. Something from a very long time ago.
And that recollection was something that could greatly provoke someone just by muttering it.
This is exactly the case with Saadi.
"die! I'll kill you! Aaaah!"
The grudge that grew stronger and hotter as the years went by, she infused all of the aura that had become stronger due to demonization into the tip of her whip and exploded it.
Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwak!
The atmosphere ruptured and the ground was torn apart like a sheet of paper.
Orca frowned and tugged on the chain around her waist.
Grumpy-
As the chain moves, the handle of the club at the end also moves.
Orca grabbed the handle of the club and swung it just once.
Boom-
Just a wave in the atmosphere can disturb Sadi's whip.
Iyen opened her mouth when she saw that.
"Is it possible to have that kind of strength at that age? Normally, I would have to lie in bed and get help."
"Isn't it the same for Chief Aquila?"
"My mom wasn't that old."
Iyen grinned at Vikir's words.
At the same time, she held the bow in her hand and prepared to snipe.
Thanks to the stats gained from the Naraksu tree, I was able to pull the bowstring even tighter thanks to my stronger muscles.
Puff pop-
A sound so loud that it was hard to believe it was the sound of an arrow being fired hit Orca.
To be exact, near his temple.
… Taaang!
Orca raised his club and blocked Iyen's arrow.
"sniper? "There's something annoying about it."
Iyen felt sad when Orca reacted indifferently.
"If only I had used a better bow… … ."
But before Iyen could finish grumbling, the Orca moved.
"You guys, clean up your surroundings. "I'll have to investigate that suspicious sphere."
Dordium and Suware, who received Orca's orders, nodded with solemn expressions.
(Even the expression on Flubber's face next to me became a bit solemn.)
Soon, Orca approached Poseidon, holding his club tightly.
The person who stood in front of him was Bikir.
"It won't work."
A dark red aura overflows from the magic sword Beelzebub.
Orca's brow furrowed.
"It's the child of the Baskervilles. But how did you get this power? "At that age."
"Stop mentioning each other's ages."
Whether young or old, they are two people with incongruous powers.
The two veterans fought fiercely in the middle of the battlefield.
… Pakang!
The atmosphere breaks into pieces.
The heavy black aura emanating from Orca's club and the dark red light exploding from Bikir's Beelzebub are fiercely entangled with each other.
The aftermath of the impact flowed through the ground and became food for Poseidon.
The blue light became more intense than before.
Orca's eyes became even more gloomy when she saw that.
"It looks like there's something going on. Well, I guess he created this chaos and then hid here. "Like a rat."
"… … "I won't deny it."
Orca's club falls and Vikir's sword strikes back.
Every time a combination came and went, the atmosphere was broken and the ground was distorted.
Bikir spoke to Iyen behind him.
"I will stop this, so you can just focus on operating Poseidon."
"okay!"
As soon as Iyen realized that Orca was not a match for her, she started to do what she could.
"You look like an obnoxious old man… … ."
Sadi raised his demon form again and tried to aim for Orca's back, but it was only an attempt due to the presence of Dordium, Suware, and Flubber blocking his path.
Thanks to this, Bikir was able to focus solely on the opponent in front of him.
… … But that doesn't mean things are that easy.
Quack!
The weight of the club falling on the back of the sword was not easy for even the world's Bikir to bear.
Each blow was heavy, and if you made a mistake with the center of gravity, you would immediately be crushed to smithereens.
'… … Orca. After all, he is an unusual person.'
It was truly the fighting power of a symbolic figure of the Nouvelle Vague.
Bikir stepped back, feeling a few drops of cold sweat escape from the sweep of the club.
Despite the use of supreme territory and even greater power, the situation is tense.
Vikir had to admit that Orca was much stronger than expected.
'It seems a little stronger than Nabokov I... … Is it slightly lower than the Cane Corso?'
The fighting power of Pope Nabokov I, who experienced it only briefly in the Battle of Amdusias, was surprising.
However, she was long past her prime, and since she was a priest to begin with, she was not a person specialized in combat.
And considering that the Cane Corso is also a person who quit being a human and became a Death Knight, in fact, it can be said that the Orca prison warden in front of you, Vikir, is the strongest of the humans he has ever met.
Meanwhile, Orca was also surprised that Bikir, who looked to be around 20 years old at most, had such strong strength and experienced senses.
… Quack!
Once again Orca's club and Bikir's sword clashed.
The auras are roughly intertwined, pressing on and undermining each other.
In the aftermath of this bloody struggle, the surrounding rocky mountains collapsed, and all the oil vapor, flames, and dust were completely cleared away.
… Pow!
Bikir raised his knees to block Orca's gunfire.
Pudduk-
Orca also turned his head to the side to avoid Vikir's left fist.
While Vikir and Orca engaged in fierce close combat using fists and feet as well as swords and clubs, the blue flames surrounding Poseidon were gaining more and more momentum.
"West! "There really isn't much left now!"
Vikir, who heard Iyen's cry, nodded and tried to move back.
however.
Grumbling-
A chain swung like a whip from the end of the club grabbed Vikir's ankle and pulled it.
"Where are you going? I have to see the end. "Young people these days don't have much perseverance."
Orca had blue sparks flying from her eyes.
Bikir glanced back and glanced at the rear.
Poseidon's vibration is unusual.
Considering that continuous explosions are occurring near the roots, it appears that the accumulated shock volume will soon exceed the critical value.
'… … Now, just a little more? No, should I leave now?'
The timing was so vague that even Bikir couldn't make an accurate judgment.
It seems like it will become clear if you build up just a little more shock, but if you engage in a close fight with Orca here, you won't have any stamina left to break out.
And above all, since Orca was a great hero who gave enormous help to the human union on the battlefield before his return, it was impossible to fight him in a life-or-death situation in a place like this.
'He is also the person who blew up the Nouvelle Vague with his own hands... … .'
Bikir already knew the reason.
Battle of annihilation. Intensifying war. Destruction loomed at every moment. The devils who turned their attention to the Nouvelle Vague. … … And the very 'incident' that happened completely unrelated to that.
'… … 'Second' 47-person unrest.'
The moment when Bikir remembers a specific incident.
Quack!
Orca's club flew out.
Vikir also raised his aura to its limit and confronted Orca.
Rumbling!
Baskerville Type 8, Black Sun.
Even though it was a technique that sent even the Black Tongue away in one blow, the Orca held on.
The eyebrows furrowed slightly, but the Orca did not retreat in the end.
The snake-like veins protruding from his forehead and chin were bursting and spewing out red blood, but he blocked Vikir's black sun without taking a single step back.
"… … "Is this your highest output?"
"… … ."
"Then now it's my turn."
Orca swept her hand down her face, which was covered in sweat and blood.
And soon.
… Wood clatter!
The sound of muscles and bones twisting began to be heard throughout his body.
At that moment, there was a piece of common sense from before the regression that crossed Vikir's mind.
'… … They said Orca wasn't an ordinary human either.'
Yes. Just as the five wardens who guarded Nouvelle Vague were not all human, Orca was no different.
The moment when Bikir has just adjusted his posture and is about to enter the second round that will soon take place.
Sigh-
The sound of tough leather bursting was heard from somewhere.
The back of Javert's thick fur coat draped over his shoulders is torn, and a whip sweeps across it.
Sadi. Due to the aftereffects of demonization and the aftermath of her battle, she was completely devastated and was holding Orca's back.
Further behind him, Dordium and Suware were seen lying covered in blood.
The flubber doesn't even look like it's been completely shattered.
"… … thank you."
Sadi was not looking at Orca, but at Bikir.
Bikir tilted his head at her unexpected words.
What am I thankful for?
Sadi continued speaking.
"For keeping your promise."
At that moment, Vikir remembered the promise he had made with her at Colosseo Academy.
This is when Bikir asked Sadi to hand over 'Orwell', the key to the main gate of the Nouvelle Vague.
'Hand it over.'
'Yes~ I'll give it to you~ I really need the 'main door key' but... … Well, there must be another way.'
'… … .'
'Can you promise me one more thing instead?'
At that time, Sadi clearly made this request.
'When you escape from prison, if you have the chance, please take my grandfather out with me.'
Sadi's grandfather. The person who had the greatest influence on her thoughts.
"… … !"
Vikir opened his eyes wide and looked around.
The terrain had already been devastated by the clash between Bikir and Orca.
All the mountains and hills had collapsed, and countless crevasses had formed on the plains, leaving the mouth wide open.
Even Level Nine could not handle it, so it had an impact on the areas of beings that had been quarantined separately.
It is natural that the situation is like this.
Woojik-woojijik!
In the distance, the cell began to collapse.
"… … Oh, no."
Suware, who was in charge of the solitary confinement, turned pale.
Dordium was also unable to continue speaking due to her miserable state of mind.
"… … ."
Even the Orca of the world had a wrinkled expression.
His face was even more distorted than when he faced Vikir's Type 8 just a moment ago.
and.
A person's voice began to be heard from the collapsed cell.
"Pussssssssssssssssssssssssssss…" … ."
Laughing helplessly, as if the air had been let out of a balloon.
It was a sound that Bikir had heard before when he was locked in solitary confinement.
Soon, a tall old man stood up from among the collapsed rubble.
He was so skinny and twisted that he looked like he might be undead.
Indeed, he looks like someone who has just come out of solitary confinement.
However, his gestures and movements still have a leisurely feel.
He didn't look like he had just come out of solitary confinement.
"… … Angajumang?"
When Bikir asked, the old man nodded and answered with a smile.
"I was just getting tired of 'vacation', so you came to a good place."
The old man looked back at Sadi, who was lying on the floor, and smiled warmly.
Only then did Bikir become convinced of his identity once again.
'Angemain Cedric Sade de Sade'. Also known as the 'Marquis de Sade'.
It was the moment when the rare warmonger who had turned the entire empire upside down in the '47 riots' 40 years ago was released.