Fairy Tale: Little Red Riding Hood's Wolf Mentor

Chapter 183 Inverted Cross

"The speed at which Hell connects to the real world is accelerating. We must find a way to close this door."

All around, the smelly and turbid sea of ​​blood was swirling and surging.

Lake and the others stood together, the Star Killing Sword emitting a dazzling curtain of starlight, blocking the blood flowing from behind the bronze door—

But as the blood flooded over his head, the light of the Star Killing Sword seemed to be gradually swallowed by the blood.

And the demonized Bluebeard has long disappeared.

Looking at the swirling crimson waves, there were only the phantoms of countless vengeful spirits, whirling and wailing. In the shadows farther away, crimson pupils and sharp claws were scratching in the air.

"Those are demons from Hell. They want to use this to tear the veil of the real world and invade the human world."

Golden Bird Xipa Luo looked at those illusory ghosts and phantoms and thought of something, "We need to shut it down——"

"Closing this hell gate is a bit beyond the scope."

The Poro's gaze passed through the sea of ​​blood and stared at the dark door in the shadows. Black and red flames were burning on it, and the flames of hell were burning.

Those ritual symbols, connected by the magic of hell, vaguely form a complex network.

"I haven't studied such in-depth demonology... If I shut it down, I might need more angelic power. That's a necessary requirement."

Poro used the second-level insight ability of [Spiral Beacon: Witch] to forcibly analyze the engravings on the bronze door.

Fortunately, Bluebeard's magical ability is not outstanding, and this hell gate that is about to take shape still has many weaknesses, or flaws, that can destroy it.

Otherwise, with Poro's level of demonology, closing a nearly completed hell portal would be almost a fantasy!

"That's good. Now, I give you all my angelic power—turn it off."

After hearing this, the golden bird Xipaluo didn't hesitate at all. The last bit of golden light on her body slowly faded away and condensed on a slender feather on the tip of her wing, until that feather became extremely dazzling.

Then, she used her beak to bite the feather, tore it off, and gently placed it in Lake's hand.

After that, only black feathers remained on her body, and she turned back into the appearance of an ordinary swallow.

"Ms. Sipalo, you..."

The gray-clad spy, covered in blood and lying on the ground, looked in shock at Xipalo, who had given him the last bit of angelic power. The expression in his eyes changed, and finally, a glimmer of crystal flashed across his eyes.

"I'll give you mine too. Please stop this disaster..."

As he spoke, without waiting for Lake and Poro to stop him, the golden glow around the Gray Spy quickly dissipated, and the angelic features on his body also quickly faded away.

Finally, he handed the smaller golden feather that had re-condensed on his wrist to Lake.

"I'm sorry, I underestimated you earlier. If I had gone to the castle with you, perhaps none of this would have happened at all."

"But your body—"

Lake could see clearly that the Gray Agent's life was saved because of the power of the angel.

But now, without the power of angels, there is no way an ordinary human body could survive such serious injuries!

"My ability is not enough to end this chaotic world... I ultimately failed to accomplish anything that Your Majesty entrusted me with.

Sorry, let me just rest for a while."

The sea of ​​blood is roaring, and there is no time to wait. If hell is allowed to truly devour this space, no one will be able to survive.

Even Lake and Poro had no confidence in finding a way back in the hell of suppressed magic and the Star-Killing Sword.

"Use the power of angels to block the magic lines connecting the spaces, further hindering the transmission of hellish magic..."

Poro's eyes were burned red by magic. On the side, the two golden feathers handed over by Lake were spinning and entwined in the air under Poro's mental control.

They began to melt and turned into two sharp arrows, piercing the sea of ​​blood.

The blood along the way evaporated and faded away within a few centimeters of the angel's power.

"Come from Hell, please go back. Unfortunately, you have encountered some gatekeepers who are rare in this world."

The Poro muttered a complicated spell.

The two angelic powers trembled in the air and intertwined to form a circular magic circle. The magic circle flew towards the illusory bronze door deep in the sea of ​​blood and overlapped with the blood circle above.

"Zizi..."

The energies of water and fire intertwined together and burned fiercely.

Then, the door to hell began to close slowly. The demons that were visible behind the curtain scratched at the curtain, but the rustling sound of their claws and fangs quickly receded and dissipated.

After that, the illusion of hell also became extremely unreal.

The sea of ​​blood began to recede, evaporate, or seep deeper into the ground. It seemed as if it had lost the most essential force that drove its flow, leaving only ordinary, foul-smelling liquid.

"It's over. Fortunately, I lived up to my fate."

Looking at the golden and white and black and red magic circles burning each other and finally turning into nothingness, Poro breathed a sigh of relief and ended the spell.

If it weren't for the rapid improvement in his magical abilities, he wouldn't have been able to perform such magic half a month ago.

After all, the power of angels and the magic of hell are unfamiliar to Poros.

"Mr. Agent, your body... do you have any other abilities that can save your life?"

Lake took the healing potion manifested by the Poro and poured it into the spy's mouth.

But these potions from the bishop were no longer able to cure such injuries.

"Don't save me. I know I can't take it this time..."

The spy stretched out a hand, wanting to salute, but could only let it fall weakly. In a moment of resurgence, he looked at Syparro, who had turned back to black, and smiled faintly.
"But with you here, Ms. Sipalo will be safe when she arrives in the Goethe Kingdom—

Thank you, but after that, I’m afraid you’ll have to find your own way…”

After he finished his last sentence, he closed his eyes and fell silent.

Lake and Poro looked at the spy's body, then walked up the stairs to the castle. Although the sea of ​​blood had receded, he heard the sound of horse hooves outside the castle again.

The hell on earth has not yet left Dante.

"Oh, Bluebeard..."

"Polo, what is the story of Bluebeard? What kind of person is he?"

Lake clenched the Star Killing Sword in her hand and finally couldn't help asking.

"Bluebeard... This fairy tale, strictly speaking, doesn't make any sense."

This time, the Poro didn't delay.

The sound of several people's footsteps echoed in the deep corridors of the castle. Poro's voice, against the backdrop of the stone walls, seemed even deeper:
"Bluebeard, as we see it now, is no different. He is a cruel and cruel man who killed many people, old people, children, men, women, and several of his own wives.

Then he placed the bodies of all the people he killed in the basement.

A pure villain, but in the fairy tale, he didn't have the power he has now, and was killed by his last wife's brother. "

//Grimm's Fairy Tales: Bluebeard

The Poro said this, stretched out his claws into the air, and grabbed a page of the book.

The picture above shows a man with a blue beard covered in blood and a hideous face standing in front of the lowest room in the castle.

[Circular Return: Bluebeard: The Secret of Evil]

【Fairy Tale Power: Unknown】

[Unsealing Ceremony: Kill Bluebeard. Such a butcher must never be allowed to survive in this world!]

[Description: When the last door underground was opened, the woman was stunned. There were dry bones and skinless corpses scattered all over the ground...]

[In panic, the golden key fell to the ground, stained with blood plasma, but it could no longer be removed]

"Well, anyway, this return to the ring has given us some not-so-good news—this Bluebeard, with only his head left, is still alive?!"

Poro sneered. Outside the castle, the sound of horse hooves became more frequent and rapid.

“It seems that he has called in the troops that he still has in the process of massacring the city.

Oh, this is really...bad people live a thousand years."

Outside the castle, hundreds of Bluebeard's cavalrymen had surrounded the castle tightly and were gradually narrowing the distance of the encirclement.

In the center of the army, Bluebeard sat on a new warhorse.

His body had regained its general human appearance, no longer wrapped in those wronged souls, but there were still many twisted spider-web-like blood lines on the surface of the newly grown body.

They flickered unsteadily, as if they were having a hard time holding on.

"Kill those thieves who sneaked into the castle."

He spoke in a hoarse voice, waving the lance carrying the blue flag in his hand.

In an instant, hundreds of cavalrymen rushed towards the castle gate, their eyes bloodshot and their armor covered in blood.

Whether they were enemies or innocent civilians, countless people had died at their hands.

"kill--"

They roared, jumped off their horses, waved their swords, and rushed in.

In the dark castle, they used lances and swords to explore every corner where there might be hiding places. The sounds of breaking, shouting, and heavy footsteps began to echo in the air inside the castle.

"Invisibility, an exceptionally powerful swordsman, and that vine-summoning magic..."

Bluebeard did not return to the castle with his army. None of the soldiers who were still waiting outside the castle noticed that Bluebeard's hand holding the lance was still shaking.

This time, he was really scared.

"Die—die... No matter who you are, you must die! You're alone, how can you possibly resist my army?!"

Bluebeard murmured a little crazily, stretched out his hand and stroked his neck.

The pain of the Star-Kill Sword tearing his body apart still lingered in his memory, but what he feared most was the emptiness that came with years of killing but failing at the last moment.

"They must be killed! Now, I am a devil, and I will not die on the battlefield!"

And in the castle, the soldiers were searching with full confidence.

"There's no one in the east corridor." "There seems to be some noise in the west corridor. I think it's those little rats Lord Giles mentioned!"

"Be careful. The Marshal said those guys are very strong and can use magic and invisibility."

"A magician? It seems like we're going to kill a magician today—haha!"

After catching a glimpse of movement deep in the corridor, all the Blue cavalrymen gripped their spears tightly and aimed at every corner where there might be hiding while advancing.

Even in the empty corners, they swept through with their guns——

They are not worried about losing.

But obviously, Bluebeard did not fully understand the abilities of Lake and Poro. These ordinary people could not even find any trace of Lake and Poro in the complex terrain of the castle.

"Caught!"

Finally, at the end of a room in the corridor, three cavalrymen surrounded a shadow that had just stopped moving behind the curtain!
"go to hell!"

They shouted and swung their spears. The sharp tips of the spears instantly pierced the shadow behind the curtain, but there was no blood flowing, no screams, but the feel of the spear tip was a little wrong.

"No...what is this?"

They frowned and lifted the curtain, but behind it was a gingerbread figure.

A... ornament? Or a sculpture?

Did I just see it wrong?
They leaned closer, wanting to observe the thing that had just been "killed" by them.

But at this moment, the gingerbread man's hand holding the gingerbread sword moved -

"Crack!"

In just a moment, the gingerbread sword chopped off a cavalryman's neck!
His helmet deformed inwards, the force breaking his neck, blood and bone fragments oozing from his mouth—

"Is this thing alive?!"

The other two soldiers looked horrified, but their spears were still stuck in the gingerbread man's abdomen.

The second blow was swung down, and the second soldier died instantly.

Then, there are three...

"The forty-seventh... the forty-eighth..."

On the top floor of the castle, Poro leaned on a chair with his limbs limp, and in the depths of his eyes, flickering magical light.

In every corner of the castle, gingerbread men were ambushed in advance, luring the soldiers in.

Through the perception of these gingerbread men, the Poro can see the routes of all the soldiers invading the castle - even Bluebeard himself, who is now in the castle, cannot win such a battle.

The Gingerbread Man has no sentience, but possesses powers greater than those of a human.

"If you're awake, don't come in. If you want to kill me, be prepared to die here. Too many people have died in this castle..."

The Poro sighed.

In the east room, two cracked gingerbread men wield spears and pierce a knight's body.

On the north side, the blood color in a knight's eyes faded. He felt fear and fled out the window.

But a flower on the windowsill waved its thorny branches as he leaned over, piercing the artery in the knight's neck.

On the third floor, near the room where the Poro is.

Lake's figure flashed through the air, and with a flash of sword light, she took the lives of six knights cleanly and neatly...

"What's going on? Haven't they caught him yet?"

Outside the castle, Bluebeard wanted to enter the castle, but this time, the fear in his heart prevented him from taking a single step forward.

It was clearly his own castle, but at this moment, it looked like a devil's den that devoured humans.

Only in and out.

"Wait, what is that..."

Bluebeard finally realized that something was wrong. The castle gate opened and several knights finally came out!

But at this moment, they were covered in blood and fled in panic!

Behind them, dozens of gingerbread soldiers, covered in cracks and soaked in blood, rushed out!
A wounded knight fell to the ground, and the next moment, he was pierced through by a gingerbread spear.

"Go! They're coming out, kill those guys!"

Bluebeard gritted his teeth and shouted.

In an instant, the last few hundred cavalrymen around him rode their horses and charged towards the gingerbread man like a tide!

"Just some fragile cookies... under the power of the War Troopers..."

Bluebeard repeated this with a vague shadow in his eyes, but at this moment, his peripheral vision turned to a window high up in the castle.

There, a pair of eyes belonging to a wolf were emitting a faint green light!

"Is it the wolf? No, how could those trees—"

Bluebeard's heart skipped a beat. The next moment, he saw that the bark of the trees planted around the castle had twisted into the shape of human faces, and their roots had actually grown out of the soil.

The trees were given temporary life, and these tall tree spirits surrounded the cavalry!

At this moment, it was Bluebeard's cavalry that was surrounded!
"How did you do that..."

Bluebeard's eyes began to twist and tremble.

The demonic power made him see one side of the battlefield in an instant. In the hidden flash of sword light, a cavalryman suddenly fell to the ground.

It's the invisible swordsman!

Walk! Must go!
Bluebeard lost his last bit of courage and no longer cared about the army that was being slaughtered with him. He turned his horse around and fled towards the distant city.

Behind him, Lake was blocked by the chaotic army and his speed slowed down a lot.

“I can’t catch up…”

Lake stopped and stared at Bluebeard who was riding his horse away in the distance. There was a dark red light around Bluebeard's horse, which was the power of the devil at work.

Lake stopped chasing. She retracted the Star Killer Sword and took out the longbow that had not been used for a long time from behind her back.

On the metal bow of the longbow, the Boren engravings lit up—

"call out--"

The sharp arrow broke through the air and crossed the battlefield like a meteor!

Then, it shot accurately into Bluebeard's back, and then a hint of green flashed in the eyes of the Poro high up in the castle.

In the arrow that pierced Bluebeard's body, a seed took root and sprouted rapidly!
The green and red vines tore at Bluebeard's flesh from the inside, and blood gushed out like a fountain!
Bluebeard screamed, and a black and red blood mist suddenly appeared all over his body. He stiffly patched up his body and disappeared behind the city buildings.

"Asshole... Damn it..."

As the demonic energy weakened, Bluebeard's horse's flesh collapsed and fell to the ground.

Under the huge speed, Bluebeard was thrown to the ground and rolled in the dust.

"Damn, damn..."

He cursed bitterly, his vision became blurred, and he didn't even have the strength to support his body.

In the dim vision, he saw a golden flag in the sky.

Many people in white armor gathered around, and in the front was a priest in a long robe.

It was the Sri Lankans. They had not come forward to stop him when he was massacring the city, but now they appeared before him.

"Oh, it's really a narrow road for enemies to cross. It just happened to be at this time that I ran into a bunch of cowards like you... Is it really that God wants to kill me?"

Bluebeard spat out a mouthful of blood foam and tried to struggle, but he had no strength.

A Bru civilian walked out from the side.

He saw the dying Bluebeard, his eyes filled with hatred, and drew a sharp knife from his waist:

"Ha, ha ha - God has eyes, my lord. Your army killed my wife. Now, I will kill you to avenge them!"

As he spoke, tears of excitement flashed in the eyes of the Bru civilian, and he rushed forward with a dagger in his hand.

"Oh, you idiot... Oh, God? What a nuisance."

Bluebeard knew he could not escape death and gave up resistance.

But in the next moment, a scene that he could not have predicted happened!

A Sri Lankan drew his sword and slashed—

The Bru civilian, who was ecstatic about revenge, fell to the ground in astonishment and unwillingness, with the dagger in his hand hanging down weakly.

"Kill them all and don't let anyone know."

The priest headed by the Sri Lankans said lightly.

As soon as the sound fell, all the Swiss soldiers drew their swords and screamed several times. In just a moment, they killed all the Bru people around who saw Bluebeard!
Finally, the priest slowly walked up to Bluebeard, bent down, and poured a bottle of "holy water" into Bluebeard's mouth:

“Marshal Giles, there may have been some misunderstandings before. You have never been an enemy to us, but a friend. You are the most pious saint.

What a pity... I only saw your excellent soul today."

Under Bluebeard's astonished gaze, the priest gently twisted the cross pendant on his chest.

It becomes an image that is long on top and short on the bottom.

The golden pendant, at the moment of inversion, completely turned into a black and red color that Bluebeard was very familiar with.

That is the color of hell.

"You don't need to talk about God anymore, Marshal Giles. That high and mighty fellow is dead—and the hell of blood and fire will eventually rule the world.

Only destruction is the ultimate eternity, and killing is the truest sacredness.

Marshal Giles, your time and ours has just begun."

(End of this chapter)