Genius Corpse-Collecting Warrior - Chapter 123

Chain Throne (2)

……….

The wind of magic that had only been felt as a feeling until now.

It was quite a strange sensation to see the source of countless spells tangled in the air being conveyed through the five senses.

A flow of distorted colors as if paint had been spread. Circulating noises like the chattering of children.

A mysterious texture felt on the skin and a complex and subtle scent that bursts out at the tip of the tongue.

The reason why the stimulation seems a bit excessive is probably because the sensory abilities are also approaching the border of the human.

However, even though my brain was bombarded with stimulation that was several times greater than usual, my intelligence level, which was approaching 30, was able to handle it well.

“Whoa.”

It quickly passes over unnecessary stimuli and classifies thousands of magical energy flows according to type and nature.

As I took a few breaths, my sensory area became as clear as before.

The difference is that the perception of the magical wind was clearly covered, as if a filter had been applied over the previous five and six senses.

However, it wasn’t enough to interfere with other senses. Rather, it is clear that studying it well will be helpful.

As was the case when the skill level exceeded the boundary, the increased magic power also seemed to have quite a variety of applications.

‘Let’s go.’

Dallen took another step. The direction of moving past the ‘where you came from’ marker was different from before.

It wasn’t difficult to find the way.

In the flow of numerous magical winds that covered the sky.

Because among the heterogeneous and threatening magic power of hell, there was only one relatively familiar wind of magic power.

‘It’s a magical wind that can only be found in the labyrinth. ‘I can just follow that.’

It’s the same principle as following the flowing water in a deep cave to find the exit.

This is the shadow of hell created by the power of Calchas.

If you want to return to the original labyrinth, you can follow the labyrinth’s magical wind.

Of course, it was not at all easy to identify and follow only one type of magical wind among the countless and complex flow of magical winds.

Only a wizard who has studied spells in depth for a long time will be able to understand that flow only after careful observation.

Or, like Dallan, a way was to overcome the limitations of the species in terms of magic sensitivity itself.

Gradually. Gradually.

Anyway, Dallen traced back the flow of the magic wind as if he were chasing the source of a split root.

This means you won’t have to get lost twice.

But there was one more thing I had to do before I could get out of this hell.

‘I have to go get the item.’

Heir DLC.

One of two gifts given to him in this barbaric and dangerous world.

No matter how many hundreds of experiences you have in your head, it is useless if you do not have the ability to utilize them.

In that sense, if his initial abilities were blown out, his short-term survival was thoroughly guaranteed.

The Successor DLC was a decisive factor that allowed us to achieve more than just survival.

‘But at the same time, it was an unknown system whose principles were not understood.’

After hundreds of failed attempts, this is a DLC that I was really angry about.

In the past, he was so excited that he even gave up his belief in restraining himself. There’s no way I could have read the explanation properly.

Of course, the basics were easy to understand.

The fact that recovering the body of a strength character gives you strength values, and the corpse of a wizard gives you spell skills and related abilities.

But among the numerous items and skills, by what standard is compensation calculated?

It took quite a while to figure it out.

‘I think I finally have a vague sense of it.’

The number of corpses that Dallon has recovered so far is in the double digits.

And through the data accumulated so far, he was able to come up with a fairly plausible hypothesis.

It was a complex formula that synthesized the value and potential of each ability and skill item.

More specifically, it is a formula that determines superiority or inferiority by mixing the detailed grades of each item, ability, difficulty of acquisition, usage limit, monetary value, and name value.

The method of selecting compensation was to convert all of the character’s items equally and then pay them out in order, starting with the most valuable items, including the minimum ability level.

If it weren’t for the superhuman intelligence that resides in this body, I wouldn’t have even dared to calculate this.

‘My head is pounding.’

Dallen scratched his head with the ax handle and hurried on.

Anyway, having developed the hypothesis over a long period of time, it was now time to move on to the verification stage.

Through the two corpses that can be found in the shadows of this hell.

***

It didn’t take long to find the body.

This was because, among the countless magical winds entangled in the air, he suddenly discovered a strand of flow that caught his footsteps.

…. …….

It was a blurry gray flow.

It was also the musty smell of a single room that tickled my lungs.

It was the sound of a motorcycle horn coming from outside the window, and at the same time, it was the salty taste of fried chicken.

“…Rotten.”

Dallen shook his head and cut off his sentiments. And after following the weak magical wind, the body was found.

[The body of the paladin who tried to slay the devil was discovered.]

“It really was there.”

Dallen was honestly impressed.

In fact, I wasn’t sure even though I was following along.

I just kept in mind the half-and-half possibility as it was a flow of heterogeneous magic power that did not fit into this world.

‘This is a different problem I’ve never thought about.’

Dallen quietly stroked his chin.

A gray corpse that was thought to be nothing more than an illusion.

Even though the traces of the old game I experienced beyond the monitor are faint, I never thought a new flow of magical energy would come out.

‘Couldn’t other wizards feel that flow?’

A wizard is a rare profession. It is said that there are only two or three people out of a hundred who have true magical talent.

But the continent was vast. Therefore, if you count the number of people, there were countless wizards.

Among them, there were quite a few great wizards like Felber who achieved great territory.

There were also rare old monsters who did not show themselves openly in the world, but manipulated the situation from behind the scenes.

If such transcendental beings could sense such heterogeneous magic winds, they would be able to sense that something was there even if they could not directly see the corpse.

It was a difficult task for Dallen, who had to retrieve as many bodies as possible.

[What do you mean we have here…?]

‘It’s nothing. Then, is there any strange feeling about the wind of magic?’

[Among the magical winds of hell…there is a very slight scent of the labyrinth mixed in. Tracking it down seems difficult. Because the strength hasn’t recovered to that level.]

First of all, it’s clear that the devil can’t feel it.

Perhaps, just as others could not see the corpse, this faint magical wind might be something only he could feel.

Of course, the story could have been different when it came to great devils or evil spirits. However, it is probably not a matter to think about right away.

Dallen had this topic neatly folded away in a corner of his mind. And he reached for the body.

Passs.

A gray shade that turns into powder of light and is sucked into the fingertips like iron filings being attracted to a magnet.

[The body of the paladin who attempted to slay the devil has been recovered. I inherit the ability.]

[Inheritance reward: Strength +2, fourth piece of the Twelve Star Spear]

Grump –

Rock-like muscles wriggled as the strength level increased for the first time in a long time, and an object that appeared like a haze in the air slowly came down and was held in my hand.

Sreuk.

A fragment of a holy spear, an elongated stick-shaped object wrapped in pure white cotton cloth.

This was one of the items that would be useful during a large-scale invasion of monsters in the mid to late game.

‘Anyway, this confirms that the formula roughly fits.’

[The corpse of a paladin who sought to slay the devil]

– This is the corpse of a paladin who was famous within the knights for his overwhelming strength. Because of his natural strength, he was also famous for changing his armor and weapons twice a month. During the invasion of the Tsar’s country by the demon Calchas, he was selected as an expeditionary force to kill him and took the lead, but was unable to overcome the test of hell that descended on earth and died while protecting the holy relic.

The body just recovered was a paladin character raised with all-in strength.

As a paladin, he had many skills, and since he was sent on an expedition to hunt a high-level demon, he was also carrying a lot of valuable items.

However, according to the hypothesized formula, there were only two rewards that could be obtained from this corpse.

Strength levels in the late 20s.

And a powerful holy relic that can block tens of thousands of monsters.

‘We can check once more when we retrieve the next body.’

With that thought in mind, Dallon started walking again and soon found the second body.

[The body of the unfortunate curved sword master was found.]

[The body of the unfortunate curved sword master was recovered. The ability is inherited.]

[Inheritance Reward: Skill +1 Elixir of Success]

With this, the hypothesized formula was verified twice.

And when considering future plans, being able to predict succession compensation is in itself a harvest more valuable than anything else.

‘We should hurry before it’s too late. Sienna in her current state is slowly reaching her limit.’

Dallen had carefully put the elixirs into subspace and was about to leave for the exit.

“Dallen?”

Someone called his name. It was a low, husky, semi-hoarse tone.

Dallen, who almost reflexively threw the ax, was able to stop when he recognized the owner of the tired voice.

“Dallen! You’re right! I’m so glad this happened. “Do you know how scared I was?”

Sreuk-

What appeared in the empty air was a dwarf with his body covered in explosives and extra bullets.

He was a master craftsman with one eye whose only eye was red and swollen from fear.

***

5 minutes.

It was a time when Bjorn Kaladrakum, one of the legendary craftsmen known as the one-eyed master, sat down and shed tears.

“Ugh, thank you. I feel at ease because you are here. I don’t know about you, but I have terrible memories of the forest. “I would have put a bomb in the devil’s mouth!”

A dwarf wiping away tears from his beard and wiping his eyes.

I heard that something happened in the forest when I was young.

I can’t tell you in detail because it’s a personal matter, but when I’m surrounded by trees that look as bizarre as the forest of hell, the nightmare of that day comes to mind.

‘He was a person whose personal information was difficult to find out even in the game. ‘I didn’t know there was such a past.’

It was a relief to hear that the ordinary forest was okay. They also said that it would be bearable if there were a lot of people.

‘Anyway, what kind of scared man is carrying explosives so loose that he threatens to commit a bombing?’

He had already used rune magic and secretly passed down heirlooms to maintain a level of secrecy that even Dallan’s senses could not detect.

Since they carry bombs like that, it wouldn’t be strange to misunderstand them as terrorists trying to destroy a major facility.

When I asked the question subtly, Bjorn cleared his throat and answered.

“Well, the more afraid you are, the more spectacular the explosion you have to prepare, right? “Even if you go, you can’t go alone.”

“…….”

“How glorious it is to have a life that ends with gunpowder and explosions.”

That seems to be similar to the way of thinking of terrorists in the Middle East who cry out God’s name.

Gently rubbing his throbbing temples, Dallon decided to change the subject.

“How did you come to this place?”

In fact, I had already guessed that Bjorn would also have failed the test of wisdom.

He was a hero who had the dexterity and sense of a craftsman as well as the strength and stamina of a dwarf.

It is possible to use rune magic, but since it is more of a supporting role, the magic level will not be very high.

What I didn’t expect, however, was how I found my way here.

‘It’s about a 5-minute walk from here to the exit. In fact, it’s okay to say it’s just around the corner.’

Dallen remembered the ending of the character whose body he had just recovered, the ill-fated master of the curved sword.

A boss battle with Calchas, who had no choice but to enter while surrounded by various curses from an immortal demon.

Since I already knew the method of destruction, it was not difficult to find the way, but due to the accumulating curse, the character died shortly before the exit.

In fact, this place is just a stone’s throw away from the exit.

It was a position that Bjorn could not reach at this time, as his knowledge of spells was not deep and his magic power level was relatively low.

“I wasn’t sure because I was scared, so I just followed my intuition.”

“…Right.”

Maybe I just have a good feeling. I felt like I would have to find out more details later.

There wasn’t much time anyway. Dallen moved right away, taking the real Bjorn with him.

After walking for about 5 minutes, the exit appeared as expected.

To be precise, it would be more correct to think of it as a final test rather than an exit.

Tsuzuzuzuzu….

The broken wall of the space was blocking my view.

A phenomenon in which space itself is distorted, like a broken mirror.

The surface of the barrier was constantly broken and reassembled, and each time it did so, it changed, creating images of numerous different places.

“I’ve seen similar spells like this before during joint research with the Magic Tower. Of course, it took a dozen wizards to complete it, and it wasn’t this huge… but the point is that this wall can only be seen as a spell.”

Bjorn spoke in his usual tone of reason. He added regretfully.

“I can’t help it. “I think we need to find another way.”

“What do you mean?”

“I know you have some amazing magical weapons, but that wall is not immune to spells that rely on tools.”

Dallen slightly raised his eyebrows. When I thought about it carefully, I thought I might feel that way.

Because the synergy between Reredonara’s Big Sword and spells was so good, I often used the power of the spells on top of my weapons.

“Maybe there is another way. First, go back the way you came…”

“There is no need.”

Dallen interrupted the dwarf and took a light step forward.

Sigh.

Raise your hands and focus your gaze on the barrier.

Ugh….

The magic power began to fluctuate with that simple movement.

A skill that affects most skills.

Magical power, the very basis of spells.

Both abilities had reached the realm of the human, so it was time to test them out.

How far can the spells I have learned so far be applied without borrowing the power of the realm?

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