Chapter 452 – Flower of Evil (8)
Life and death are very clearly distinguished.
The living struggle with all their might not to die, and the dead can never come back to life.
How much has the average lifespan of mankind increased with antibiotics alone?
There is a war going on somewhere all the time – even now. The casualties dying like insects there are no more than the number of children born every hour, every year.
That’s how easily people are born and how easily they die.
The dirge of death was ringing in the dark streets of the Danggeum bullpen.
Sticky blood flows through the cracks in the flagstones on the floor, and a child’s screams echo from somewhere in the flames.
The man, with his internal organs exposed and being hit by snow blowing here and there, was struggling with his trembling hands.
The man’s black penis reflects his own burning house, and the sound of the monster inside chewing up the man’s family is heard.
The man thought even as he was dying.
Could that be the sound of her chewing on her wife’s leg bone? Or is it the sound of my daughter biting her neck?
Not long after, a monster sauntered out of the man’s house.
The area around the snout was covered in red blood, and the hideous object was stiffly erected.
A thin liquid is dripping – dots falling on the carpet.
Perhaps because of all the predation, the monster’s face looked very docile.
The monster panting with its tongue sticking out looked similar to the dog the man had as a child.
The innocent eyes, the pattern of black dots on a brown background, and the tail fluttering from side to side as if shaking a fan are similar.
“···Cough, doo, Doosik…?”
The man chanted the dog’s name.
At the call, the dog turns to look at the man. There is no hostility visible in those black eyes.
Panting – The dog was breathing heavily with its tongue sticking out – slowly approaching the man.
“Okay···. Yeah, dude Dusik… It’s my brother, you guy. It’s my brother…”
The dog looked at the man’s bloody face and sniffed it. Then he stuck out his tongue and started licking his face.
Ahaha… This guy, it tickles, you guy…
The man burst into laughter and gently patted the large dog’s back.
However, the dog licked his blood-covered face and nibbled on it, then opened its mouth wide and took his face in its mouth, dripping with saliva.
“Uh···. Du, Du-sik…?”
Munching-
Belatedly, the man’s hand grabbed the dog’s fur, but it soon fell off.
Sabagsabag…
Footsteps are heard from behind the dog, which has been eating the man’s face for a while.
The dog sniffed his nose at the unfamiliar smell and then turned his head.
A man and a woman were walking in the dark.
The man was not reflected at all in the dog’s eyes, which could not fully distinguish between colors.
Neither the long sword held in the man’s hand nor the blue sword blooming from the tip was visible.
However, looking at the attractive woman with a faint scent of grass, it only made her breasts swell bigger and firmer.
But the dog couldn’t even get one step closer.
This is because his head fell to the floor when the man swung his sword.
The black-haired man, Seojun, kicked the dog on the head with his long paw, sending it rolling away and looking around at his son-in-law.
The remains of chickens, pigs, and donkeys with bite marks were visible.
Among them, quite a few belonged to people.
Because the security in this slum was already poor, most of the residents seemed helpless.
They came like a pack of dogs, barking loudly from all directions and causing terror, and someone set fires here and there to incite chaos, so the security forces and magistrates must have been busy protecting the High One.
Taking advantage of that opportunity, the forces hiding in the bullpen would have headed to their final destination, the Golden Mansion.
“Shall we go?”
“Yes.”
Andalote, who covered his face with a large hood, responded immediately to Seojun’s words.
Her yellow eyes look straight at him.
I felt a feeling that had not yet cooled down.
It may be because the emotional narrative that Seojun created really resonated with her heart.
Of course, it wasn’t complete yet. Isn’t the title that calls Seojun ‘you’?
That’s why we’ll have to put her noose on her. Even if you notice something strange someday, don’t let them run away-.
But right now, saving the party was the priority.
However, as I ran down the road to the mansion, the road was completely blocked.
“What the fuck-.”
It was because the buildings collapsed on both sides.
Could it be that this was done to prevent reinforcements from outside?
As soon as Seojun, who frowned, strained his thighs to jump up, Andalote grabbed his arm.
“I will do it. “Save your strength.”
A yellow light flashes in her eyes.
Green leaves began to emerge from the blood-soaked soil.
It quickly grew and became so thick that it easily lifted the remains of the collapsed building.
Wooddd-
A thick layer of dust is flying.
As I was coughing and fanning my hands, the road was wide open before I knew it.
“···Thank you.”
“What? Let’s go quickly.”
The man and woman ran through the dark streets at high speed.
While Seojun kicked the ground with all his might, Andalote followed Seojun with a very light gesture, like she was a tree person.
The dogs rushed in from time to time, and Seojun swung his sword each time and cut off their heads.
They weren’t really that easy, but the bastards especially lost their senses when they saw Andalote, so it was easy to deal with them.
Eventually, the man and woman arrived at the entrance of the mansion.
As if we were different from you – the tall limestone wall had collapsed like a sand castle, and the sounds of dogs barking, swords clashing, and the howling of an unknown animal were echoing loudly inside.
Andalote took a step back from there.
It meant goodbye here.
So Seojun asked.
“Aren’t you going together…?”
“I want to do that too, but… “It must not be known that you are related to me.”
It was definitely like that.
Like those who invaded the mansion, she was also a member of the side gate.
What’s more, isn’t he a wanted man whose bounty alone exceeds a thousand gold coins?
There was definitely a possibility that Seojun could become a wanted criminal if he got involved wrongly.
“Then···. As soon as the work is completed…”
“···Yes.”
Nodding her head, Andalote disappeared with an awkward smile.
Seojun looked at the spot where she disappeared for a moment, then entered the courtyard of her mansion.
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A bloody fog surrounded the mansion.
Someone had performed a strange trick.
The gloomy fog was thicker and darker than the darkness, so she couldn’t see even an inch in front of her.
The fog was as if it were alive – it clung to Seojun’s skin and hesitated unpleasantly.
Seojun gently shook the sword he held in his right hand and suddenly thrust the tip of his sword into the fog.
Keeng…!
The bastard’s scream, the tip of the sword stuck in the muzzle of the horse dog that was sneaking up on Seojun while hiding in the fog.
I stepped firmly on its head with my long foot and drove it in again, and the movement immediately stopped.
“Ugh…! “Please save me…!”
“Oh, run away…! It’s the devil! That’s the devil…!”
Somewhere out there, screams and shouts echo.
Seojun’s black eyes suddenly turned yellow as he pulled out his sword.
Thanks to [Wooden man’s eyes], I can see through the fog clearly, like inside a girl’s skirt.
When I brushed off his hair and looked through the fog, I saw Balthazar’s knights and soldiers lined up fighting against a pack of hundreds of dogs.
The place was especially bright because the priests standing in the center were holding pentagram necklaces in their hands and reciting the Holy Gate.
Light was spreading around them, taking away a little of the blood-red fog.
The bastards persistently targeted the weak first.
After biting the leg of a young soldier who was trembling and glaring through the fog, he ran away into the fog again, jumped up into the air, cracked the man’s head like a walnut, and disappeared.
The soldiers’ spear blades could not pierce their skin, so they were helpless when they attacked in the fog.
As they were dragged one by one into the dark shadows, their screams, the sounds of flesh being torn and bones being broken, echoed through the mansion in despair.
An indescribable fear was encroaching on them.
“Shit! If we unite we live, if we disperse we die…! “If you run away to live alone, I’ll throw you in a brothel to fuck you in the ass, so take care of it, you bastards!”
The voice of an old knight resonates loudly in the courtyard of the mansion.
But who are they?
Isn’t it the 3rd Knights that forms part of the Golden Knights, one of the top ten in the Empire?
The old knight, Roy Hender, was a veteran knight who had experienced many hardships and a master of swordsmanship who also served as a swordsmanship teacher to young knights.
With each sword he swings, the dogs are cut into pieces like pieces of meat.
Young knights did not lag behind either.
The dogs would peek their heads out, then get cut on the bridge of their noses by swords clad in swords, and they would retreat with a screech.
The problem was numbers.
If you cut one down, three or four of them jump out, baring their yellow fangs.
Their teeth could not be ignored as if they were knights.
Thanks to his demonic energy, he crumpled the iron armor like a piece of paper and chewed off a handful of the knights’ flesh.
If it were only dogs, we wouldn’t have had such a hard time.
Among them, a strange being been hidden.
Something that spreads a bloody fog and further devours humans.
Wow…!
Just then, the sound of something splitting the air was heard in the darkness, and the old knight screamed.
“Oh, it’s coming…! “Prepare your battle lines!”
What looked like a large snake’s tail cut off the waist of a junior soldier and wrapped around the waist of a knight standing behind him.
“Ahhhhh…! Please save me a haircut!”
“Ho, Hobson…!”
The knight fell to the ground, lost his sword, grabbed hold of the dirt, but was dragged helplessly.
The voice gets farther and farther away and comes from the sky.
Not long after, drops of blood fell, a few crunching sounds of metal were heard, and the gaiters the knight was wearing fell into the middle of their battle lines.
Gulp – As soon as the sound of someone swallowing is heard, the whip strikes again.
“Hey!”
“Don’t stop, just avoid it!”
The knights quickly dodged the tail – they slashed it down with all their might and cut it down continuously, but again dozens of bundles flew through the air, grabbed the knights’ ankles, dragged them away, hit their heads, dented their helmets, or dug out their eye sockets. It gave my brain a concussion.
In the meantime, one knight’s eyes turned upside down, and he jumped into the fog to save his comrade who had been dragged away.
“Fuck – back off! Get back, you bastards! The one who was dragged away gives up…! Hide behind your shield! Dustproof…! Stay dustproof! “Just hit the ones that fly, you bastards!”
The old knight shouted with all his might in a very hoarse voice and glanced at his son-in-law with wrinkled eyes.
Ssaaaaa-
Suddenly the son-in-law became quiet.
Large drops of sweat run down the bridge of my nose.
His face, which had aged ten years in just a few hours, was tense and tense.
The relentless attacks stopped, but instead of feeling relieved, the old knight became more alert.
Thanks to the fact that the knight commander hid inside the mansion to protect it, he was now old and about to retire, and was leading the knights.
What do they do if they are skilled and renowned knights?
Most of these people were children who had never experienced war in their lives.
Their experience consisted of scolding a gangster, clashing swords with their colleagues a few times, and subduing a few thieves at the most.
The only scars were small scratches from sparring, and most of the scars were from having the head of my dick bitten off while yelling at a woman.
People like this didn’t have the courage to be afraid.
Fear comes from the unknown.
Why are they spraying fog?
What is the reason for hiding their appearance, swishing their tails, covering themselves with blood, and throwing away the dead man’s helmet and gaiters?
Why did it suddenly become quiet…?
It was obvious that it was intended to destroy the defense by inciting confusion and fear.
“Hello.”
But someone walked out of the fog.
A man with black hair.
He was a young knight who became a knight by killing an idiot who thought he was the Knight of Dawn or something.
The man looked at his son-in-law with strange yellow eyes and threw something at them.
It was large and round, had a slimy black color, and had what looked like human eyeballs stuck in its center.
“Hi!”
When one young knight saw that, he fell backwards and dyed his crotch yellow.
Tsk tsk – Roy Hender, an old knight with a sharp tongue, saw that and asked.
“What is that?”
“The head of the guy who was harassing you just now.”
The man answered, swinging his sword and shaking off the slime that had dripped from the tip.
As expected, the fog gradually cleared and the dark night sky, stars, and moon began to be vaguely visible.
Did that kid really cut down that monster? Alone, in the fog?
“There is nothing like this here. Everyone, let’s go inside the mansion.”
“···What do you mean? “Have we been blocking the entrance so tightly?”
“Without any gaps…?”
The man asked again and pointed with the tip of his chin at the knight who was still urinating.
Yes, most of those who fought bravely died, and the only ones left were those who did not move forward because they were trying to save themselves.
“It seems their goal is inside the mansion. The fog dispersed, and this guy must have taken advantage of the opportunity to go inside. Therefore,···. “Let’s go right away without delay.”
After saying that, the man first headed to the main gate of the mansion.
Thump – When I knocked on the door, I couldn’t hear the answer I was used to hearing from inside.
Only then did goosebumps appear on the old knight’s back.
Just as the man said, something happened in the mansion.
“I will force it open.”
The man glanced back, tightened his thighs, and kicked the door.
The latch broke, and the door screeched open.
Through the crack in the door, you can see the wall with blood splatters.
I also saw the 3rd leader dead with his tongue sticking out.
He was truly a cowardly and vain man.
To protect his reputation, he was a man who never smiled in public.
But he was smiling.
His eye sockets were black and the corners of his mouth were torn all the way to his ears.
