Chapter 549 – The White Winged Grim Reaper (5)
《Yes, you, Nord!!》
I quickly assassinated and interrogated the hiding warlocks, and when I showed my face, the cursed warlocks twisted their faces like demons. How come all these bastards make the same facial expressions?
“Daddy, do you know me? Maybe it’s our first meeting. Could it be that I became so famous?”
He was a black magician whose face grew even more grumpy when he joked with him to ease his mood.
How many dissatisfaction these bastards have with society, do they get angry at my dog drip, who is a master of humor?
In hero comics, it is said that a society without laughter is hell, but these bastards, like the residents of Jjintung Hell, did not smile. Or are people in cold regions like this?
《Chit!》
Then, when the warlock disguised as a warrior put his hand into his bosom, I made a gesture imitating him.
Whirly Ririk – Two Puck!!
Gildart, who dropped the black magicians hiding in the tree, came down from that position as if dancing. Needless to say, he swung his sword and stunned 4 warlocks with 1Q.
Elizabeth jumped up.
“Gildart! You’re all right!”
“If the knife marks on the stomach fall into the category of being safe, then it must be on the side of being okay. You?”
“Me? Totally unharmed! It’s all about starving to death!”
“That’s it.”
Shaking off the blood on the scabbard—the blood of a warlock that splattered while suppressing—the pure macho Gildart said bluntly. Depending on the type of evolution, macho creatures were so clumsy in expressing affection.
Elizabeth was embraced by Gildart and greeted me as well.
“Hello Nord too!”
“Yes. Hello princess.”
Ah, the habit of talking to Gildart has moved on.
Fortunately, Elisabeth didn’t seem to care much and touched Gil Dart’s stomach, which had been cured by pouring her potion over the past few days. Salting in front of my eyes, like fuck.
I’m dying because I haven’t seen my wives for days. With a small grumble, he searched for the black magician’s arms.
‘And that bastard’s uninterpretable book… What is this? Ribs?’
Damn, isn’t that a human rib? Feeling offended, I stepped down on the shatter and, just in case, observed it through Odin’s eyes.
‘Uh, Amy.’
And I noticed what this was.
“… Zugiyo~ Gildart? You know we didn’t run into a Death Knight while fighting warlocks for over three days, right?”
“Of course I know. If you doubt it, you must be a little sad.”
“I also throw up a little bit, so I only say that to my wife a lot. It would be nice to bounce first.”
─Quickly! I stepped on my ribs and said.
“It seems like the Death Knight is running after receiving a call from those bastards. It seems like we called before we hit the ground.”
“Death Knight?! They even work as Death Knights?!”
Elisabeth gestured even more frightened as her skills were.
“Okay! Let’s run away this way! We just came down here, and we did the mapping, so if we go back like this, it’s the 6th floor exit!”
“Yes, let’s do it.”
Even the distortion of space had some degree of regularity, so it was okay to do so. I raised my fist coolly, saving time for an answer.
The black magicians who had been stunned could not be left behind, nor could they all be carried on their backs.
“Purple ripples!! Storm light ripples!!”
─Puuong! With an instant-death punch applied with cardiopulmonary arrest, the three of them were sent straight to the nether road.
It was a new technology developed over the past three days that destroyed both the soul and the body. For reference, there is not much practicality. It’s a technique that only focuses on destroying the soul and the body at the same time.
“Here! Here!”
‘Shut up and run! That Mr. Nord is trying to jump out, but what are you complaining about, what are we going to do with you?〉 We chatted loudly and dashed hurriedly. As I ran through the fog, the door to the 6th floor appeared. ─Chuck! I applied the triple axel and hit the brakes. “Can this go upstairs? First, tell the princess to go up.” “Thanks. You are in debt again.” “No, honestly, wouldn’t it be more comfortable for the princess not to be here?” “It doesn’t.” At Gildart’s answer, Elizabeth was pushed to the 6th floor with a slightly hurt expression on her face. Doo doo doo… !! An ignorant sign came running while shaking the ground in the forest. Since there was no black magician to control them, except for their combat skills, the Death Knights, who seemed no different from zombies, rushed in. Parts Tsutsut… !! I said, wrapping an aura on the window. “Are you ready, ‘Gil’?” “For some reason, that name is uncomfortable to hear. Of course, ‘no’.” “No, play the fuck. Don’t curse at me for making a joke. Let’s say ‘le’ instead.” “Roo? Lu is the god of light. Write a window Just like you.” “Did this man have inflammation at the place where he was hit by the knife? You keep talking nonsense.” Did you change your life to swordsmanship and aristocratic manners and live without friends for the rest of your life? Because we got to know each other, our personality comes out. No, is this a common thing among men? Those bastards who thought what an idiot are, and when they get to know them, they’re the ones whose codes match mine. It’s all about living. Let’s ride the atmosphere like that, two Death Knights appeared while blowing away the roots of the living tree. The hardened black skin was more like a mannequin made with the concept of a corpse rather than the feeling of a corpse.
〈Rooaaaaa──〉
It was a cry without any hint of intellect. There was no fighting spirit like a warrior, just an infinitely dark and eerie breathing sound.
Looking at it like this, I can see how high-level black magic was Diavolo’s self-undead transformation.
Was it like that? The sense of intimidation of the strongman seemed to pierce my skin that it was an enemy that should not be ignored, but there was no feeling of fear at all.
It’s not like Diavolo’s bastard, he’s not wildly using black magic, and he’s just an aura warrior who’s been through enough while dealing with Horsha.
“And you bastards are not even up to the toes of the troll king who carried the joys and sorrows of a graduate student.”
I don’t think those guys voluntarily became Death Knights. Let us give rest to the humiliated soul.
Anyway, to the Wolfhedin Nord, all undead are equal. Some undead are particularly equal.
Even if a death knight touches the soul with my finger, it will go straight to the reincarnation of the six realms like a sentient being who received Nadenade from the Buddha. Unlike the young Diavolo, it’s because their souls are in a state where they are connected with magic.
– Chuck!
Did he even feel that kind of threat? The Death Knight put her shield in front and entered her defensive stance.
Just as a call center employee suffers from the truth even in a dream, the fighting skills they had in life remained in their bodies even after they died. Slicing through that shield with an aura, I couldn’t help but be wary of counterattacks.
In this case, it would be better to make a gap with magic from a distance, but if it wasn’t a buff-type magic mixed with martial arts, it seemed like it would only make a gap.
Just like that, the two of us and the two of us waited for a change, paying close attention to even the tip of the sword in a state of extreme concentration.
“
A house-sized pillar of ice protruding from the door on the 6th floor unfolded the fall of the icicle on a scale as seen from the perspective of a rat. The amount of mana was directly related to the power and speed of physical energy magic.
─Fall!! Hard!!
The Death Knight I was dealing with must have been a youngster who specialized in defense in his lifetime, and I blocked her ignorant attacks even more ignorant than that.
His ability to block high-ranking magic-level surprises with a shield made of undead hide was worthy of applause for his martial arts skills, but his slightly laggy intelligence was the culprit.
“Go and kill me, return home!”
My hand moved before I thought. With the Rune of Transformation, he stretched his spear like a woman’s stick, passed through the Death Knight’s shield, sword, and helmet as if threading a needle, broke through the eye socket, and took off the helmet.
“It’s all about ice, bitch bitch!!”
While detaining the upper body with a spear, he pounded the bamboo bread.
Of course, it wasn’t perfect, so I was hit by a counterattack, but my cosmic defensive power, which even activated the Aura Fist, bounced the flesh blade wrapped in Aura with a loud explosion.
〈O, Uooo, oooUooooo…〉
And the moment I touched a part of the soul inside my head, the Death Knight’s soul instantly became a Buddha.
It is the power of Odin’s successor that gives rest to the distorted soul that has escaped from the frame of the original soul or body.
It’s because it’s better to just do it in moderation than to do this crazy infight. It was the first time since the fight with Yerna that I had seen such a great effect of cheating against the undead.
─Chwaaaaa!!!!
I immediately turned around, but there was nothing to help Gildart. It was because the whip that came out from the 6th floor was bent so much that it grabbed another Death Knight’s sword.
It wouldn’t matter if he could use an aura like me, but in a battle between masters who could use auras, that gap was a fatal weakness. Gildart, who made a great sword with an aura, struck the head of the Death Knight.
“Iiiii, nnnnnnt, lllllo… !!”
There was a tremendous sound, but her helmet was crushed and her head exploded, but the Death Knight’s body still refused to die.
Death Knight, who was trying to repeat the words he tried to put in his mouth before dying as if he had mangled the pronunciation of a person’s words, shook off the restraints of her whip and aimed at Gil Dart’s neck as he bit the sword.
“Llllllllooooo!!”
“Haaaaa!!”
Wow… !!!
Gildart gathered the mana of the earth in his arm, increased his power, and struck back with his power. He burst out of air as if planes had collided with each other.
Very stupid bastards. Why are you trying to be tough? Those with lower defense than me. I took the Death Knight’s back with the Master’s escape method and struck a blow.
“The Four Gods, Myths of Death, The Liquor of the Whore!”
《Like a Serpent in the Desert (r-Hr.I ir.Kwi mi sA-tAn smt).》
At that moment, two special moves interlocked, and the whip and spear crossed like water sujebi bouncing on the surface of the water.
A chain of destructive attacks with an aura!
It may have been an armor-type undead confident in its form and durability, but isn’t it a season of high power that is one of the best in the other world of Aura!
When the power without mercy combined with the unforgiving hands, the Death Knight was ground from the front and sliced from the back, like a tiger with wings. If you put a cutter knife in the pork cutlet grinder, wouldn’t it make that kind of shredding sound!
─Pasasak!
So startlingly futile, the two Death Knights went to the goal in the blink of an eye.
First of all, I think the bastard I killed is more like a merchant. The second cub became a Negitoro, reminiscent of a North Korean soldier who was hit by a shotgun as thick as an anti-aircraft gun after Gildart even hit a homerun shot.
I averted my eyes from the darkness minced meat that seemed reliable even if I said minchi cutlet.
Eye-popping beauties were walking out of the door on the 6th floor, where only one-sided attacks had been coming. They are so damn familiar that they seem like they can describe their faces even with their eyes closed.
The rest of my spirits, I even let out a laugh and said.
“Where did you both come from? Comrade suicide is a bit odd.”
“… It’s not suicide yet.”
“I love the Nords very much, but I don’t want to die with them before I can live with them, do I?”
Tyrsi and Nefertiti answered in different ways.
Hell in another world is like a reincarnation platform. Why are people running around so much?
