Episode 437: Dreaming the impossible dream (1)
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The crack that suddenly appeared in the air was enough to scare Passamonte.
"What's this!?"
What happens inside the Maw Tree cannot be known unless it is the owner, Amdusias himself.
Passamonte was astonished to see the red-hot portal and the blade protruding from it.
For a moment, a hazy fog appeared before Passamonte's eyes, and he began to hear and see strange things.
'… … 'He's a good person.'
A voice of unknown origin and identity, as weak and unstable as the last breath of a dying animal.
The moment Passamonte picked his ears, a strange vision began to appear before his eyes.
A swamp of blood and flesh, a mountain made of piled bones, an atmosphere where all mana has dried up, and a huge mushroom cloud rising over the distant horizon.
… … And the endless dry desert.
… … A huge tower rising in the middle of the desert.
… … An old man dressed in black walking lonely and lonely towards the tower.
Each fantasy comes to my mind broken into fragments.
"Hey, these are the memories of that guy Amdusias. "What did you see before that bastard fell?"
Passamonte rubbed his temples as if he was dumbfounded.
An unprecedented substance that twists the causality. It has the power to close the space opened by the devil.
It probably has something to do with that knife creating a crack right in front of my eyes.
… … Eventually, the door leading to the Maw tree was torn open and Vikir appeared inside.
Passamonte asked as if it were absurd.
"What did you use to tear the Narak Tree? "I don't think it's the sword's inherent power."
"blood."
"Someone's?"
Passamonte repeatedly expressed his surprise at Bikir's short answer.
However, there is no particular obligation to answer that question.
Bikir said as he pulled out his blade.
"Find out for yourself."
At the same time, the fastest and most efficient swordsmanship, the 4th Baskerville ceremony, was held.
Passamonte had no choice but to grunt and get up from his seat as Bikir's flesh stretched out as naturally as breathing.
… Quack!
The stone pillar has been broken into pieces and a cloud of dust is rising.
Behind Bikir, Dolores, Tudor, Sancho, Piggy, Bianca, and Sinclair also stood with solemn expressions.
And as the dust cleared, the true enemy hiding in the Don Quixote family appeared before them.
The eyes and nose were not visible due to the black armor, the black skin exposed underneath, and the overall black appearance, but only the white and sharp teeth were clearly visible.
It held a large spear in its hand, and its lower body was fused with the body of a black horse, with only the horse's head remaining as a skeleton.
The name of this black knight, with a blazing aura covering his entire body like a mane, was no longer 'Don Quixote La Mancha Passamonte'.
Risk level: S+
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Location of discovery: Deep inside the Gate of Destruction, 'Snake's Womb'
-aka 'Fourth Corpse'.
A natural enemy of mankind, one of the ten plagues known as incomprehensible and unkillable.
"A swarm of reckless frogs will arise."
– 『Ten Commandments』 10:1 –
'The Reckless Knight' Cimmeries.
It was the appearance of the sixth protagonist who led the era of destruction.
Bikir briefly warned his colleagues behind him.
"If you breathe in the breath it emits, you will feel unfounded confidence and elation, which will impair your judgment. Avoid breathing as much as possible during close combat."
Just like a frog that swells its belly while comparing its size to that of a bull and then dies when its belly skin bursts, Cimmeries has a strange ability to make its enemies reckless.
If the power of Dantalian and Belial, who are skilled in military strategy and tactics, is added to his extraordinary abilities, the disaster will be beyond imagination.
This is one of the main reasons why the Human Coalition Forces have continued to lose battles.
Even before Bikir's return, Don Quixote's invincible cavalry, which had been brainwashed by Ciméries, drove its horses toward the windmill and was annihilated in vain.
'With the cataclysm ahead, we must get rid of this guy and move on. In addition, the restoration of Don Quixote's family is also a must.'
Bikir took a step forward with firm determination.
"Vikir! "I'll support you!"
Dolores stood next to Vikir and prayed for his blessings.
The two souls, now perfectly resonating with each other, created a large amplitude and expressed the wave in the form of an aura.
Kwakwakwak!
Vikir's sword and Cimmeries' spear clashed.
The result is a whistle.
Neither Bikir nor Chimeries take a single step back and continue to the next combination.
Quang! Kang- Ujijijijik!
The black storm created as the spear rotates twists and turns to take the shape of a huge snake.
The tooth-shaped traces created by the knife gathered in one place and took the shape of a large sphere.
It looks like a snake with its mouth open and trying to swallow the sun.
In the midst of the fierce battle, Vikir and Cimmeries continue to clash, with their bodies supporting the pressure that threatens to explode.
Boom-
Once the spear was extended, a hole was created in the several-layered castle wall.
… Quack!
With one swing of the sword, everything in the rear was cut away, leaving a clear view of the scenery outside the castle.
[I'm shocked. How can a human have this kind of power? … ]While Cimmeries was mumbling something absurd, Vikir was also thinking about various things.
'The power of Chimeries has become somewhat similar to before it returned. The demons have become impatient and are quickly gaining strength. If we wait any longer, it will become dangerous.'
It is not just the 4th time that is the problem, but the 3rd time, this time, and the 1st time that follow it.
Bikir decided to hurry things up a bit.
"Let's join forces."
Normally, I would have handled the situation on my own, no matter how it turned out... … It's different now.
The expressions of Dolores, Tudor, Sancho, Piggy, Bianca, and Sinclair brightened after receiving Bikir's request for help.
"Please help me!"
"Just trust me, buddy!"
"Because I've been training so hard, I have the skills to not be held back!"
"Take my blood!"
"Just look at the gaps, very!"
"Brother! Please fight while keeping a little distance! "I'll cover you with magic!"
Dolores' sacred shield, Tudor's spear, Sancho's axe, Piggy's sword, Bianca's arrow, and Sinclair's magic created a variety of auras and flew to intercept Chimeries.
[Ugh! These annoying things... … !?]Cimmeries turned the spear blade he was swinging and fired a slash towards the back.
[It's been a long time, Chimeries.]The red-hot inverted pentagram created by Decaravia was blocking Chimeries' blow.
Before Cimmeries could even shout something.
… Phew!
A night hound sinks its teeth into the nape of its prey.
The teeth, which had become much larger and sharper thanks to the saint's protection, dug into the devil's flesh without hesitation.
[Ouch!]Black foam began to boil from Cimmeries' mouth.
Pop!
Cimmeries stepped back, risking the flesh on his neck being torn into pieces.
Soon, Passamonte's face appeared from the horse's chest.
It began to open its mouth, dropping bloody tears.
[okay. I will admit that you guys are annoying enemies.]The way he spoke still had some room left in him, so that was natural.
This is the hideout where Cimmeries worked painstakingly for so long.
It is he who currently holds the power of the Don Quixote family.
[In that case, I will also do my best to respond.]Soon, Cimmeries took out a blue whistle and put it in Passamonte's mouth.
Tudor was the first to realize what the whistle was.
"That's the whistle calling for the invincible cavalry!"
Cimmeries had already brought back the Invincible Cavalry, which had been in the civil war zone, to his home.
And soon, the results began to emerge.
Toowoo-
As soon as the whistle sounded, the floor began to vibrate slightly.
Doo doo doo doo… …
Small stone pieces bounce and dance on the floor.
Dolores and Sinclair's expressions hardened.
"This sound… … ."
"It's the sound of horses running!"
The sound of countless horses running from afar.
Don Quixote, who had heard the summons order from the head of the family, was returning with the strongest power of the Invincible Cavalry!
The two pillars 'Invincible Cavalry' and 'Invincible Armada' symbolize the Don Quixote family. And those who were now gathering were the full force of the Invincible Cavalry.
Tudor shouted.
"Bikir! The Don Quixote family's invincible cavalry is powerful enough to rival even the seven counts of the Baskerville family! If they get involved in the battle, we have no chance of winning!"
Fortunately, the sea level had dropped so much that the Invincible Armada could not reach this coast.
If it had been accompanied by a fleet bombardment, there would have been no real answer.
Bikir blocked the flying spear and opened his mouth.
"Invincible cavalry. "I know its grandeur."
They may even be in a state of recklessness due to Cimmeries' abilities.
No matter how strong Vikir was, it was impossible to deal with all the knights of the Invincible Cavalry who were blindly attacking him.
… … but.
Even in the face of all these negative news, Bikir did not lose his composure.
"But there is nothing to worry about. "Because we have prepared separate preparations for the Invincible Cavalry."
Soon, the appearance of the Invincible Cavalry began to appear beyond the devastated wall.
The invincible cavalry of the Don Quixote family, charging over the long horizon, was indeed radiating overwhelming force from afar.
… … however.
thud!
Strange things started to happen.
One of the knights who was running furiously at the forefront fell from his horse and rolled on the ground.
The horse tripped over something and fell.
Kwakwakwak! Wow!
The same phenomena began to occur one after another.
The cavalry, which had been running with terrifying force, ended up rolling on the ground along with the horses.
It was because of the iron hook sticking out of the floor.
There was a structure that looked like an iron skewer bent into a small arch shape, and traps of small size that were perfect for stepping on were packed all over the ground.
The invincible cavalry cannot overcome the speed at which they are running and falls into these traps.
Rushing speed decreases in an instant. A collapsing display.
[No, what kind of situation is this!?]Cimmeries opened his mouth wide when he saw that the Invincible Cavalry was struggling, unable to even cross the coastal area, let alone the main castle.
The situation was so unexpected that even the devil was shocked.
And at the same time.
fluttering-
Long red strands of blood flutter from the roof of the opposite spire.
"Hey, boyfriend! "It's here!"
All eyes turned to the top of the spire as the sonorous voice rang out.
The owner of a trap for hunting only cavalry, who stuck countless skewers into the ground and bent them so that they were not visible to the eye.
A woman standing bravely with an expression that reveals the wait, confidence, and reward of the past four years.
Morgue Camus was standing there.