Genius Corpse-Collecting Warrior - Chapter 208

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In the words of a traitor (3)

[Speak. Why did you do that?]

[…….]

In front of the snout of the silent terrestrial dragon. Instead of continuing to strike, Jeokchang pulled out his spear.

The spear made of dark red flame gave off an eerie sound. It was clear that even scales that could withstand the lava of the abyss would not be able to withstand the heat of that spear tip.

[The Dragon God and the White Sword will not come to save you. You know very well that you, who betrayed me once, are nothing but an outcast to them as well.]

[Ugh……]

[If you want to suffer until the end of the world, stay silent as much as you want. Sooner or later, I might curse your extraordinary regenerative ability.]

The tip of the dark red spear gently swept one of the eight eyes. White and red liquid poured out between the cracked eyelids.

An eyeball that quickly begins to bubble and regenerate. The conflict in his eyes finally gave way to resignation.

[…I’m sure you haven’t forgotten how the dragon god was created.]

The earth dragon opened its snout.

[He is a being created by combining the images of all of us. The representative of the Heavenly Dragon and the ruler of mystery. As immortal demigods, we did not need the existence of God, but at the same time, it was true that we felt a sense of crisis when we saw mortals endlessly prospering.]

[…….]

[The sense of crisis we felt made us realize that we also need God. [It made me think unconsciously.]

Red Spear stared at the Earth Dragon without answering. A subtle air current was flowing between the two dragons.

Dallen stood a few steps behind, quietly listening to the conversation. Bebe’s twisted words were similar to those of a red spear or a terrestrial dragon, but that didn’t mean they were completely unintelligible.

‘True dragons are a race that has been a mystery since its birth.’

In the process of growing up, these beings instinctively learn how to use magic power and settle into the 5th rank just by fully growing.

Considering that Red Spear and Bourbon are also in the 6th rank, the entire race is practically demigods.

Do you mean that even such beings felt a threat to the prosperity of humanity?

‘I don’t mean to not understand.’

I was able to understand it even more because Dallan had lived in both worlds: Earth and this continent.

Although the times and social aspects of both are different, weren’t most lands and seas under the rule of mankind?

It would be no wonder that the sight of a race once dismissed as inferior mortals engulfing an entire continent in a matter of centuries sends a chill down one’s spine.

‘The story is that the unconscious created the dragon god.’

A complex puzzle is put together in my head. The origin of the evil spirits that Jeokchang had told me earlier and the story that flowed from the snout of the earth dragon were merged into one.

Where is the source of evil spirits? Why is the approaching end so difficult to prevent?

“…….”

Why did Dallan himself fall to this earth?

Among the swirling thoughts, the voice of the Earth Dragon continued uninterrupted.

[The Dragon God represents the will of all of us. That’s why he chose to create the fifth hell. Among the thirteen great dragons, Chansung is nine. Neutral is three. The only one who was against you was you.]

[Demons are beings who have been forced to gain immortality and are no better than insignificant creatures in the dirt. I never had any intention of being on the same level as those guys, and I don’t have any now either.]

[Hehehe… Anyway, that was everyone’s will. If you ask me, didn’t you betray our entire race?]

The split snout laughed. Blood thick as lava and saliva flowed down.

[What you got hit was a fitting result for that betrayal. Your body, which was said to be the most beautiful dragon, was absorbed by the Dragon God, and the remnants of self-consciousness remaining in the remnants of your soul were sold to Enaxagus. I too… gained the power to manipulate the lava of the abyss.]

[Did you get the twisted body you have now as a result?]

[What is it… so you disappeared from this world forever!]

The air suddenly twisted . . The magical power of the area is reassembled and created into hundreds of magic techniques.

The moment when the spells that had been accumulated for a long time throughout Daegong-dong suddenly gathered their remaining power and unleashed a thrilling, deadly force, targeting the two people.

[I was born as the noblest true dragon! I don’t know how it came back to life, but this one thing is certain! You are not the real Red Chang! You are the ghost of an existence that has already disappeared…!]

[You heard it carefully.]

Pisit─

With a light noise like a candle going out, the terrestrial dragon’s head split in half.

[Ugh…!!]

[I thought there might have been some kind of misunderstanding between him and me, but…there wasn’t.]

Grrrr!

Burning.

The dragon’s scales were burned to a pulp, and its burned muscles and internal organs were distorted grotesquely.

A scream of pain echoed throughout the great void from inside the head that had been split in half.

The spells targeting Daelen and the Red Spear had already been broken by the tip of Black Flame’s spear a long time ago.

Perhaps because the blow was limited, the power of the open area was exhausted and the new form of Red Spear also slowly began to disappear.

Jeokchang let out a tired sigh and closed his eyes. She said.

[thanks. Thanks to you, there is no need to hesitate.]

***

Clap. Cracking…….

The flame that rose with mystery as fuel burned for quite a long time and then disappeared.

The terrestrial dragon’s screams also quieted down at some point, and soon even its wriggling stopped completely.

Dallen looked in silence at the charred, cut in half head. At that time, a calm voice came from beyond the image.

[The corpse of the true dragon can be useful. I’m sorry I couldn’t leave the head part.]

“…….”

[If I remember correctly, that paladin cooked quite a bit. Don’t worry. Unlike humans, there is no such thing as aversion to predation of one’s own kind.]

A smile filled with laughter. Dallen asked, scratching his chin.

“That’s what I’m worried about. “Are you okay?”

[…Is there any reason not to be okay? The result was expected anyway. I just needed an opportunity to be sure.]

“I see.”

[The sub-space of the tree will be large enough, so let’s put it inside and retrieve it.]

There’s nothing to say, as long as it’s okay with you. It’s not like he wasted thousands of years of age, so he would be able to handle his complex emotions well.

Dallen went around the collapsed Great Hollow and retrieved the corpses of the terrestrial dragons that were scattered all over the place.

It wasn’t easy.

This is because the last heat ray fired by the red spear cut its long body into dozens of pieces and threw them in all directions.

Due to the countless pieces of debris that fell as the underworld collapsed, some of them were completely reduced to dust, making them impossible to find.

If the demon trapped in subspace had not provided support with chains, it would have taken a year to retrieve the remaining pieces.

“This is enough.”

[Hehe hehe…]

“Don’t be harsh. “You can pick up as much gold as you like on your way back.”

[Woe to gold? Master…!]

A voice steeped in emotion resonates in subspace. Even though gold and silver treasures are already piled up like mountains in subspace, the devil’s greed is endless.

Of course, the gold he worked so hard to accumulate eventually belonged to Dallon, but the gold-crazy devil didn’t seem to have thought about that fact yet.

There is no need to extinguish that spark of emotion. Dallen chuckled and turned his head.

Next to the burned head of the terrestrial dragon, a gray corpse was waiting for him with a notification window.

[The corpse of the owner of the dragon bone sword]

– This is the corpse of the dragon slayer who challenged the dragon god. Even during the war, he focused on honing his skills and eventually acquired the technology to process dragon by-products, and supported Falcion, humanity’s last bastion, with the weapons he made himself. He dropped a double-digit True Dragon from the sky and seriously injured the Dragon God who had just woken up from his sleep, but was eventually defeated and died from the Dragon God’s gauntlet while running away.

‘Is this the third time?’

Hundreds of timelines and endings experienced indirectly through the monitor.

Among them, there were only a handful of corpses that reached the level of the transcendental.

The first was the corpse of a martial artist recovered from the Tooth Mountains of the world.

The second is the body of a lightning magician obtained in the process of blocking Sun’s large army.

And the third body to be recovered this time was an uncommon type of character among the endings of the Transcendent.

[…Have you recovered all of the terrestrial dragon’s bodies?]

“I’ve roughly finished it. The rest are buried too deep to take. “It was so broken that it couldn’t be used.”

[That is enough. The first roar will be enough to reshape your frame with heart and marrow. Yongrin and Yonggol… may be able to be made into weapons.]

Jeokchang continued speaking in a slightly tired voice. Dallen passed her words with one ear, checked the armor on his belt, and stretched out his hand.

[I just don’t know if there are craftsmen in this era who can properly handle the keel. It is not difficult to simply cut it off, but being able to process it into a weapon while keeping the mystery intact was a technique that was practically practiced even in my time…]

“Don’t worry about that part.”

Fingertips touching the ashen corpse. The ending of the transcendental being crushed in the dragon’s mouth slowly crumbles.

“From now on, I plan to invite craftsmen with that skill.”

[…What?]

Pale light powder flowing into the fingertips. The body disappeared in an instant.

[The body of the owner of the Dragon Bone Sword has been recovered. I inherit the ability.]

[Inheritance Reward:]

The moment a new notification window appeared in the empty air, the characters that were being listed quickly hesitated and stopped.

For a moment, his vision became distant and he was pulled into a world different from reality.

***

An old cabin in the snowy mountains.

Dallen, standing in the backyard, slightly raised one eyebrow.

“There is none.”

There was no sign of popularity in the backyard, which was filled with hunter’s tools.

The surface of the snow covering the yard was smooth, as if no one had touched it, and all that could be heard was the sound of the wind carrying the cold snowstorm.

It was an atmosphere reminiscent of when I first opened my eyes here. Dallen scratched his head and looked around the cabin.

There was still no sign of the transcendental person. In the first place, it was difficult to even find traces of people, let alone people.

Dallen, who was tiptoeing through the snow in the front yard, suddenly looked up.

There was faint smoke rising from beyond the ridge in the distance.

‘There won’t be any smoke over there, right?’

Dallen tilted his head.

Of course, this is the realm of a fantasy world, where dark red clouds pour fire and lightning from the sky and all kinds of strange, unexplored landscapes are everywhere.

However, as far as Dallen, who was the master of this world, knew, the land from which a line of smoke was rising was still close to an empty lot.

The cliff where the red spear rests and the valley where the exotic flying dragon hovers were also in completely different directions. Unless a pillar of fire accidentally hits the forest directly, it is not easy for just a single line of smoke to rise.

Dallen took a natural step forward. And soon I could hear a noise breaking through the wind.

Kang… Kang….

The familiar sound of metal clashing with metal. A sound that can be commonly heard in any city on the continent.

As I crossed the ridge, I saw a blacksmith shop in the middle of the snowy mountain forest with smoke coming out of the chimney.

After arriving at the blacksmith shop, Dallon knocked on the closed door a couple of times.

“…….”

There was no response. There was just a regular hammering sound that never ceased.

Kang! Kang!

If you’re in the middle of hammering, it’s not surprising that you don’t hear a knock on the door. Dallen decided to just open the door and go in.

To be exact, that was the moment I put my hand on the door.

Kang-kujik!

With a loud hammering sound, a blade bursts through the door.

The sharp dagger pierced Dallon’s palm without him having time to react.

Quaaaang!

Soon, a powerful gust of wind burst out, blowing away the door, and hundreds of flashes of light filled my eyes.

“You’re such an old bastard. Are you trying to break the flow because you can’t wait for that moment?”

Slurp…!!

Those were weapons.

Hundreds of weapons slowly swimming in the air, aiming at intruders.

From ordinary swords and spears to whips, stakes, bows and arrows, and spiked gauntlets and greaves.

A man swiping his curly beard and hair behind the countless blades flashing as if they could be fired at any time opened his mouth.

“You hybrid, created by mixing the hopes of an ended world line. Have you come to covet even the insignificant possibility of my timeline?”