A severed head is terrible.
[Didn't I tell you from the beginning? Your efforts are in vain.]"… … ."
[Currently, it is impossible to kill me. Give up, demon hunter.]Flauros continued to play with his tongue.
truth or lie. Will you be deceived even though you know it, or will you pretend not to know and force your way through?
Camus, standing next to Bikir, gritted his teeth.
"Hey, is it true what that bastard says? "If he dies, will the gates of destruction or something really open?"
The answer came from two places.
One was Seere, shivering on Camus' shoulder, and the other was Dekarabia, hanging on Vikir's chest.
[Because Flauros is a being with the ability to lie, we do not know whether his words are true or not.] [… … But it can be said that the possibility is high. Because that guy is cunning.]In the end, even demons of the same level cannot know whether Flauros' words are false or true.
At the moment of choice, faced with a crossroads between options, Bikir hesitated.
Are you going to let Flauros go like this, or are you going to kill him at the risk of opening the door to destruction?
Even at this moment, Flauros was slowly running away, his head turning into vapor.
Cold sweat falls like drops of melting lead.
Bikir clenched his teeth so hard that they broke.
… … Right then.
"Do whatever you want."
There was a heavy voice coming from behind Bikir.
Hugo. He cast a dark shadow behind Vikir's back.
"Son."
He called Bikir.
Bikir did not turn around.
But Hugo continued to open his mouth.
"Even if a child makes a wrong choice, it is the father who takes responsibility for it."
Bikir thought that was very new.
After finishing speaking, Hugo also muttered quietly, saying, 'It's funny to say that since when did I become a father?'
at that time.
Device Geek-
The sound of Balmung scratching the ground was heard.
"Now, wait!"
Bikir quickly turned his head, but it was already too late.
… Flash!
Hugo swung his sword.
A powerful slash flew in and hit the ground.
This was where the head of Flauros, who was almost ready to flee, was located.
[Woo Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!A tearing scream rang out.
A slash without any mercy cut off the devil's last leash.
Vikir's mouth was half-open as he looked at Flauros' head being broken into pieces.
The devil kills. Bikir probably would have made the same choice if only a little more time had passed.
However, Bikir was deferred from making a choice that carried great responsibility.
And that too by the hands of Hugo, whom he had never considered his father.
It seemed as if I had unintentionally made a fool of myself.
"… … ."
"… … ."
Bikir and Hugo's eyes meet.
A gap through which complex thoughts flow.
Everyone gathered in that delicate atmosphere was speechless.
… … Right then.
Grumble! Quack!
Suddenly, a bolt of lightning fell from the dry sky.
Dark clouds seemed to be gathering, and a red pillar of light appeared in the sky.
It is indeed a huge and huge red line.
The red curve, which seemed to be drawn in a round shape, soon began to embroider a complex and geometric pattern in the center.
And Bikir recognized at a glance what it was.
"Gates of Destruction!"
What Flauros said before his death was true.
He opened the door to destruction by carrying on his body an enormous burden, equivalent to extinction, and made his own life a string to block that door.
And now that Flauros' lifeline is completely cut, the seal is broken and the door opens as planned.
A door summoned by a high-ranking devil at the risk of his life.
Perhaps by now, Flauros' soul would have suffered a huge penalty beyond extinction and would have been put in a terrible situation where it would have to struggle in pain for eternity... … That means nothing now.
The door to destruction has been opened.
Vikir barely suppressed the frantic trembling of his entire body.
The monsoon season will soon begin.
The long rainy season that signals the end of the world.
The final weapon of the demons that caused the greatest and most terrible damage to the human allied forces by annihilating 98% of modern humans.
Rain of fire, wind of fire, thunderbolts of fire, flood of fire that fell endlessly.
The red raindrops falling all over the world will burn everything.
The grass and trees on the mountains will burn, forests will turn into ash deserts, seas and lakes will boil over and turn into wastelands, and all living things will be doomed to burn to death or dry out.
The great flood of fire that will overflow over the next 150 days will wipe out all remaining life.
"… … Was it real?"
"A portal of this size. "There's no comparison with the Naraksu."
"I've never seen such terrible magic before! Overwhelming ominousness... … ."
"I can't believe it. "I can't believe something like that existed."
"It almost feels like the Nouvelle Vague is a cradle."
Camus, Iyenne, Dolores, Sinclair, and Circo cannot close their mouths when they see the huge portal drawn in the sky above.
This is what it means to not believe something even though you are seeing it with your own eyes.
Right then.
… Quack!
The entire sky began to shake violently.
Bikir shouted like a thunderbolt.
"The first explosion is coming!"
Before returning, I clearly remember the moment when the gates of destruction opened.
First of all, the moment the door opens, a huge amount of hellfire inside will pour out.
That instantaneous firepower is enough to reduce tens of thousands of soldiers to ashes in an instant.
The Gate of Destruction that appeared here now had enough power to do so.
Rumbling-
The door opens slowly.
The crowd was astonished by the heat already radiating out.
"… … "It's hot."
"Pussssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss upon my on my head already, but now I feel like I'm completely burning to death, right?"
Even Orca and Sade had no choice but to give up their fighting spirit against the Gate of Destruction that appeared in the sky.
ThindiWendy, standing on the watchtower of Tochka Castle, also opened her mouth.
"… … "If something like that spews fire, the entire Tochka will blow away."
Numerous refugees who were eagerly throwing stones from the castle wall were also mesmerized.
A natural disaster that no one dares to resist, a being that brings overwhelming despair and fear.
That was the gate of destruction.
The red portal that opened in the black sky has now taken its full form.
And now, its deep, evil intentions are slowly beginning to be revealed.
at that time.
Jeopuk-
There was someone who took a step forward despite all this despair, confusion, and fear.
Bikir.
His expression was extremely calm and subdued.
'… … Now I know why I regressed.'
Perhaps it was to prevent this situation.
Chaang-
Bikir drew his sword.
And then he took one more powerful step towards the Gate of Destruction that was opening its mouth towards Tochka.
To face the huge fire storm that is about to explode.
yet.
Ku-rrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!
A huge pillar of fire spewed out.
A supernatural disaster on a scale as terrifying as the eruption of the Nouvelle Vague volcano.
As if a tongue was coming out of its mouth, the Gate of Destruction spewed out its first red flame, trying to lick everything around it.
And Vikir burned his entire body to cut off the tongue of the Gate of Destruction.
All of this was something I had been prepared to do from the moment I first opened my eyes in the cradle.
… Gurgling!
Vikir, who had squeezed every last ounce of mana, created a black sun at the tip of his sword and made it float.
The eight fiercely rotating teeth take the shape of a sphere and stand before the gates of destruction.
But it was so small and feeble that it looked like a moth rushing towards a torch.
'Still, I can't give up.'
Vikir gritted his teeth and exploded all the mana in his body.
A blow that gathers all the strength from the time when it strangled a poisonous snake in its cradle.
Vikir's slash, loaded with Dolores' blessings, stood against the flames spouting from the Gate of Destruction.
Tightly-
Vikir closed his eyes. Imagine your body burning hot and disappearing soon.
… … .
… … But nothing happened.
There is no shock and I don't feel any heat.
"?"
Bikir opened his eyes, feeling puzzled at the situation where no change occurred.
And there was an amazing sight unfolding there.
Gate of destruction. A feast of hellfire bursting forth. Tochka of wind electric lighting.
In the meantime, I see something holding on.
black teeth.
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight.
It was blocking the flames bursting out of the gates of hell.
"No, not eight… … ."
The number of teeth that Vikir stutters to count.
That was one more than eight.
nine.
The ninth tooth was biting the flame fiercely.
Nine teeth that resist destruction. Baskerville's old style.
The enemy and black aura exploding with terrifying force were preventing the apocalypse that was approaching Tochika.
It was definitely something Bikir had seen before.
The grave of the stabbing. These are the words of a once noble person who crossed the threshold of death.
Death Knight. And nine teeth. Baskerville at its peak.
A being that has crossed the boundary between life and death.
An undead whose death has been postponed even though he has already died once.
'… … 'Since when did you become a father?'
Hugo.
Hugo Les Baskerville.
The head of the Baskerville family, the Iron Blood Sword Family, was there