Episode 90: The Ghosts of the Ancestors (1)
‘If you don’t know what will come out, you can make it useless no matter what comes out.’
That’s what Hugo Les Baskerville said whenever he had to create seven teeth.
He always faced numerous challengers and always brought them down under his sword.
Among those who have challenged Hugo in the meantime, there are many who have performed unexpected and unpredictable actions such as surprise attacks, assassinations, ambushes, betrayals, and curses, but in the end, all of them were useless.
overwhelming strength.
In front of that, all variables and surprises are bound to degenerate into mere tricks.
And Bikir was using that teaching as it was on this occasion.
[Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrencing. … ]
It was a little different, however, that the overwhelming strength was not her own, but someone else’s.
<Oxbear>
Hazard level: A
Size: 5m
Discovery Location: Red and Black Mountains 7th ridge
– A very large bear with two huge horns.
Carnivorous bears are the strongest land predators, near-perfect lethal weapons, and are known as the strongest and apex of the 7th ridge ecosystem of the Red and Black Mountains.
A monster with few natural enemies except for its own kind.
A bear with two huge horns.
Originally, this monster with a height of 5 meters and a weight of 1 ton is one of the most dangerous species even in flood damage.
Even this Oxbear was old with Bikir.
‘… … An old, blind female.’
He’s twice as tall as the other Ox Bears. His weight was also heavy on his stomach.
In terms of risk level, it wouldn’t be strange if only this object was rated A+ or higher.
This place where the Iliad takes place was the domain of this old female.
Bikir knew the location of this place from the experience of joint hunting with Iyen the other day, and deliberately made a big fuss to lure the female Ox Bear.
Ahheman, who had never been out hunting, suffered such a disaster because he did not know that.
“Shut up… … .”
Ahhemman desperately blocked the frothy saliva flowing from the corners of his mouth with both hands.
Oxbear listened to the sounds around him with his ears pricked up, as if his eyesight wasn’t good.
‘It seems that the already bad eyes got worse.’
This, too, was something Bikir already knew.
seuk-
Bikir silently fell back.
<The gluttonous fly ‘Baalzebub’> / Awl
-1 slot: Burn (Fire) -Cerberus (A+)
-2 slot: Silent Hill – Monsieur Hushu (A+)
-Slot 3: Thousand Knuckles -Ox Bear (A)
Thanks to a skill he gained from catching a giant snake, Mushufushu, he doesn’t make any sound from his steps.
Ahhemman, on the other hand, couldn’t help but continue to groan in pain as Cerberus’ flames were still burning in the wounds left by Bikir.
“Huh! Ugh!”
In addition, the back that was hit by Oxbear’s forepaw just now conveys the shock.
The pain that slowly came to mind and the pain that kept coming in finally twisted open Ahhemman’s bloody dry lips.
“Quaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!”
And Oxbear immediately responded to the sound.
Kwak!
Oxbear slashed Ahhemman’s lower body with a blow.
Ahheman flew round and round like a top and crashed into a tree, causing his legs and back to bend in strange directions.
[Aaah!]
Oxbear once again showed his anger towards the intruder.
[Kiing-Kiing-]
I prick up my ears at the sound of crying from behind.
Where Oxbear turned around, two baby Oxbears opened their eyes.
The bright eyes that inform the clever intellect with the sturdy physique that is not like a baby.
The female oxbear soon gave the intruder a snort and returned to her pups.
At this point, she must have judged that she had sufficiently shown her mother’s dignity and determination.
yet.
Bikir reappeared outside the bush.
Ahheman was lying motionless on the floor.
However, it is clear that the breath is attached, as the sound of trembling breathing can be felt.
Bass Rock- Passasac-
The leaves were swaying all around.
The warriors of Balak, who had been watching the Iliad until now, are gathering.
All the warriors surrounded Bikir and Ahheman.
The winners and losers were very clear. Bikir was unscathed and Ah Heman was alive, but literally with only his life barely attached.
“It is over. The winner has been decided.”
“At this point, doesn’t it matter whether Ahheman feels unfair or not?”
“Regardless of who was innocent, Ahheman was too ugly.”
“I think it turned out very well.”
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The warriors each said a word.
Until now, through the Red Plague and up to the current Iliad, they have had each big and small disappointment in Ahheman.
And Ahheman, who listened to the evaluations of himself, was trembling as he lay face down on the floor like a bug.
‘why!? why!’
Ahhemman was screaming.
That guy named Bikir in front of me, what’s the difference between him and myself?
Being captured as a slave in a foreign country is the same, but why is that guy walking on a path so different from his own?
Ahheman thought back to the years of shame he had endured and endured.
And everything Bikir enjoys.
youth. She is the daughter of the chief who follows her. The trust of all colleagues around you. Tribal support and love before the flood. Outstanding ability and brilliant appearance.
Nevertheless, those eyes that were aloof, as if they were not interested in all these things.
“… … ! … … ! … … !”
Ahhemman gnashed his teeth. All of his teeth were falling out, so even the crushed gums were ground.
Ahhemman now took his eyes off Bikir and looked into himself.
old. An old shaman who treated himself as a s*x toy. Contempt and disregard for all colleagues around. A discarded plaque after being used only by the imperials. Unrecognized ability and now crippled body.
The feelings of inferiority, defeat, hatred, resentment, and compensation of the old man who has lost everything to the young man who has everything are mixed and boiling.
and.
“… … .”
Ah-hun immediately turns his eyes away from Ah-heman.
last bloodline. Sonja’s disregard ignited Ahheman’s emotions, leading to an explosion.
Meanwhile.
“… … .”
Ah-hun turned his head with his fists clenched tightly.
There was a hand that touched Ahhun’s shoulder.
Bikir. He looks at Ahun with calm eyes.
“How about taking care of it with your own hands?”
“… … hate.”
Ah-hun shook his head. It’s because he almost lost his sister in the Red Death Avalanche.
Even my grandfather, I can’t forgive him.
It was also overlaid with sadness and anger for having consistently despised himself and his sister.
But Bikir shook his head.
“It wouldn’t be a bad thing to protect you at the last moment. It’s not just for the sake of justice, but also to prevent any unforeseen situation… … .”
“done! Such a coward deserves to die! Not worthy of pity!”
Ahhun removed Bikir’s hand and turned his head once more.
Right then.
Coo-oooooooo!
A strange thing happened.
Dark mana began to form a suspicious air current in various places in the flood sea.
Squeak – Squeak!
The sound of bones snapping together, and soon after, the corpses of the orangutans that had been hit by Oxbear’s paws earlier began to rise again.
They took off their heavy clothes made of rotten flesh and picked up the remains of their skeletons.
At the appearance of the dead, Balak’s warriors flinched.
The corpses of the orangutans soon moved like marionettes with broken strings and walked away, supporting Ahhemman.
yet. Ahhemman raised his bloodshot eyes and looked at Bikir, Ahhun beside him, and all of Balak’s warriors beyond.
“… … don’t need all all of you.”
Ahhemman announced his renunciation. It wasn’t the Iliad.
It means that I will give up everything I have as a warrior of Balak.
and.
As soon as one Balak disappeared, a Lococo was born.
As soon as Ahheman gave up his pride as a warrior, he swallowed some of the necromantic arts that had been taboo for a while and were almost practiced even in Rococo.
A forbidden spell that brings back the dead who have returned to the afterlife.
The warriors of Balak, hearing the incantation chanted by Ahheman, looked contemptuous.
“What. Is it another resuscitation technique for the dead?”
“It’s really ugly. No matter how much he is a shaman… … .”
“But what? There will be no more monkeys to revive!”
There are no more dead bodies in this area.
The dead that only Ahhe could raise were, at most, a few orangutans here.
but.
“… … !”
Bikir noticed.
The place Ahhemman’s sorcery was heading was not here, but a little farther away.
Vikir turned his head to follow the direction of the black mana flow.
I saw a familiar place there.
Valleys and waterfalls rising high under the low hills, and the fountain of the brave flowing beneath them.
It was the ‘Tomb of the Brave’ where Balak’s ancestors were buried.
