Genius Corpse-Collecting Warrior - Chapter 213

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Attack of the Empire (1)

The muggy heat clings to the skin. Humid and stale air. Dallen opened his eyes.

“I woke up.”

The first thing that caught my eye was an old man with a brown beard.

“Look at this. “Didn’t they say it will happen if you wait a little longer?”

“Huh… how does this make sense…”

And the people who appeared behind them were the merchant owner Volkmar and Felber’s disciple Tommy.

Volkmar’s face was particularly white. As if I had seen a dead person.

Dallen asked, standing up.

“What’s wrong?”

“Dallen…are you really Dallon? You woke up after four days. He was lying down like he was really dead just a moment ago, so how could someone…”

So, does that mean someone fell and came back to life? Dallen’s expression hardened and he groped his waist as if showing off.

“If it’s not me, it’s someone else. “Would you believe me if I threw an ax at you?”

“Oh no! That’s right! “Say!”

“Enough nonsense, let’s go and make some stew, Master Galios. Aren’t you on dinner duty today? “Tommy, please help me make sure this guy doesn’t add weird seasoning.”

“Yes, Master.”

Volkma jumps and freaks out when a hand touches his waist, and Priest Valentino beats him and drives him to the bonfire that has been lit over there.

Dallen chuckled and looked at the three people, then shook his head.

I must have really just woken up after a few days, but there were one or two joints that were stiff here and there.

Of course, all that stiffness was relieved just by rolling my shoulders a few times, standing up, and lightly stamping my feet.

By the time I had finished warming up briefly, Felber, who had sent Volkmar and Tommy to the bonfire, returned. He said.

“Even though you said that, I was a little worried. “It’s the first time I haven’t been awake for as long as this.”

“Did you come all the way down here to protect my side?”

“If you want to live, shouldn’t you do that? “If I leave you behind, I might get hit by a paladin’s sword and a witch’s spell at the same time.”

An old man with a cackling, mischievous laugh. Dallen shook his head once again.

Felber put down his staff and sat down on a wide rock. After being silent for a moment, he opened his mouth.

“How was it this time?”

“How was it?”

“The trajectory of your power growth is quite strange. “I didn’t mean to observe it, but after spending quite a long time together, I couldn’t help but see something.”

An old man’s hand gently stroking his beard. Felber continued speaking in a slightly lower voice.

“Arriving at a special location or defeating a specific enemy. “Your strength has grown stronger each time, as if you were climbing a flight of stairs.”

“…….”

“I don’t intend to delve into secrets. I’m sorry if you felt that way. “I was just curious about the benefactor who saved my life…and the hero who risked his life.”

“It was the same when I first saw you, but you really look like a ghost.”

Dallen responded with a low smile.

Although the external relationship does not seem to have changed much, Felber Valentino is fundamentally a servant to the power of Dragon’s Blood.

Moreover, since he had a history of sacrificing his life for Dallen even before being enslaved, it was not too much of a worry that he was close to the secret of the Heir DLC.

In fact, even if he hadn’t said anything for a while, it was clear that it had been quite a while since the old wizard had noticed.

Rather, now I should think about what it means to hint to him.

‘…The Successor DLC is the foundation of my power.’

The power to retrieve the corpse of a character who met his end beyond the monitor and inherit the power of that episode.

What I learned after falling into this world was that the power was operated by something called the Well of Reverse Heaven.

The Well of Reverse Heaven is the entity that absorbs the endings of each timeline, stores them, and then hands them over to Dallon.

In the end, things like the status window and successor DLC were proof that they were not something that was completely deviant from the laws of this world.

‘I don’t know what level of status the well of the heavens has, but… unless it is a system completely separate from this world, it can be indirectly interfered with by other beings.’

In that sense, what Felber finally said was a kind of gentle warning.

A warning that others are likely to notice as much as you notice.

And it was not something to be taken lightly.

Although the power itself, which seems to have surpassed the very concept of hierarchy, cannot be attributed to inaction.

This is because it cannot be said that there is no way to prevent Dallen from growing by inheriting the previous episodes.

‘What happens if the place where the corpse was located is completely destroyed or the entity that swallowed the corpse is killed?’

I’ve never experienced anything like that, at least not yet. However, it is also true that there is no guarantee that this will be the case in the future.

Even at the 6th level, it is possible to interfere with space and time, and there was no way that the evil spirits of the 7th level, called divine beings, would be worse than that.

‘Enaxagus, the most cunning of the evil gods… might have already noticed.’

The last episode that Dallon played.

Wasn’t he also the one who put all his knowledge and effort into stopping an episode that was extremely close to clear?

In any case, that didn’t change what I had to do right away.

Moving faster. So, stop the apocalypse one step ahead and retrieve more bodies in the process.

‘Considering the remaining time…there are two corpses of transcendental people that are likely to be recovered in the future.’

The archer who shot down the star was asleep across the vast sea in the east, and the summoner who commanded ancient giants and demon beasts was buried deep in the ruins beyond the great desert in the west.

Now that the apocalypse is coming closer and closer to swallowing up the continent, we can’t go on a boat or traverse the desert to find it.

Since it was not even known where the body in the last episode was buried, there were only two possibilities left.

‘Warlock and saint.’

The latter was practically obtainable, but in order to obtain the former, one had to enter the land of vampires in the south.

Now that the Empire has begun to show its hidden teeth, they too will soon begin to run amok.

In order to make a plan, the first order was to return to the Labyrinth City and understand the situation on the continent through the crow’s nest.

“Oh, and take this.”

“huh? Something?”

Dallen took out a wand from subspace and handed it to Felber. He added to the wizard, who accepted it with a puzzled expression.

“It’s a gift from a friend. “It’s made by grinding up dragon bones or something.”

“Dragon bones…? “Are you saying it’s a staff made from the keel of an earth dragon?”

“I think so. “I’m not sure.”

“for a moment. “How could you give me such a treasure…”

“I thought it would suit the old man well. “If I use it, it will be broken in two within a few days.”

Let’s go eat something. Dallen stood up, scratching his chin, leaving the wizard with his mouth open through his beard.

A moment ago, a delicious smell from the campfire was tickling my nose. It looked like the stew was almost done.

***

‘Status Window.’

In the middle of a dark passage. Letters that suddenly pop out decorate the air.

―――――――

Name: Dallon

Level: 42

[Strength: 60] [Skill: 57] [Stamina: 52]

[Sense: 51] [Intelligence: 56] [Magic Power: 54]

Skill: Dehaman’s Armor Fighting (D) Night Vision (E) Leap (E) Flame Arrow (D) Lapanthella’s Crushing Sword (C) Hegaleus’ Rain of Flame (C) Lightning Bolt (D) Curse’s Seal (D) Rereddo Nara’s Secret Sword (B) Embers of Sanctification (C) Dark Red Dragon’s Blood (A) Key to Hell’s Gate (C) Ackerman’s Drawing (C) Field’s Wind Barrier (C) Fire Spear (D) Living Root (D) ) Rapid Germination (D) Lulia’s Spring (C) Soul Siphon (B) Healing Prayer (D) Skadi’s Tide (B) Chasma’s Red Wind (B) Sandstorm Dynasty’s Charcoal Spirit (B) Keel Processing (B)

*Unique Skill (22)

――――――――

This was the status window that I checked almost a few weeks after the end of the war with Sun’s army on the northern front.

By defeating the Earth Dragon and its subordinates, he has risen two levels, and by inheriting Dalukahim’s abilities, the total number of abilities he has gained reaches double digits.

[The body of the owner of the Dragon Bone Sword has been recovered. Abilities are inherited.]

[Inheritance Reward: Strength +3 Prowess +6 Stamina +5 Sense +1 Intelligence +2 Reredonara’s Secret Sword (B) Sandstorm Dynasty’s Bullet (B) Keel Processing (B)]

[Reredon I already own Nara’s Big Sword (B). [Skill proficiency increases.]

In addition, Bigeom’s proficiency, which had been stagnant around 80 percent, also immediately rose to 100 percent.

It was a bonus to acquire the knowledge to control the weapon and process the keel.

‘Now I understand that even if you learn a skill, you cannot use it. ‘It’s better than nothing at all.’

It was only after inheriting that ability that it became clear why Dallukahim said he could not become a blacksmith.

Even if you have the technology to handle even the mysterious keel, the reality is that you have to invest a huge amount of time and effort to start full-scale production.

The time it takes to make one sword can be as short as a few days, or as long as several weeks or even months.

Weapons of a quality worthy of proper use by a transcendental like Dallan were never created out of thin air.

Even relic weapons that have withstood the test of time for hundreds of years will lose their blades quickly and eventually break if they enter into a fierce battle.

‘Still, the biggest harvest is different.’

The area left by the blacksmith The blacksmith where the dragon’s breath disperses.

It is a crystal of sweat that goes beyond the images we had during our lifetime and is constantly polished even after death.

Even if it was not easy for a craftsman to utilize it, the blacksmith shop, which contained tens of thousands of pieces of weapons, was also valuable as an armory.

Each of the weapons stored in the blacksmith shop is a masterpiece created from the hands of a legendary blacksmith.

Unlike holy swords or staffs that were processed using raw materials, they could not be completely transformed into real objects, but at least during the time the area was open, it was possible to generously pour out the abilities of tens of thousands of weapons.

[Heeheehee! It’s a treasure, it’s a treasure!]

Suddenly, the sound of the devil’s laughter breaks through my thoughts. Dallen lifted his back from the wall and turned his head.

An object the size of a pumpkin was slowly coming out from inside the door in the hallway. A smile flowing from the corners of the lips that were raised high. It was Arbor, an immortal demon.

“Are you done?”

[Yes, master! I even scraped up every single gold coin that was stuck between the cracks in the stones. Hehehe!]

“Well done. “Let’s go back now.”

[yep! Hehehe!]

Three full days have passed since I woke up at the bottom of the earth dragon’s cave. Dallen and his party wandered around the dragon cave and collected all the remaining treasure.

It would have been a task that would have taken a normal exploration team several months, but the devil, who had his eyes set on gold coins, succeeded in reducing that period to a few tens of times.

Dallon naturally renewed his contract with the Galios merchant.

‘If you think about the burden of both combat and labor here, there’s a lot of work to do. ‘Let’s do it with teenage spirit.’

‘What are you talking about! Dallen, then what should I do?…’

‘Instead, you can dispose of everything through the Galios upper level. If you’re distributing relics from an entire dragon cave, the reputation you gain in the process alone must be worth a lot of money, right?’

‘…….’

With the addition of Chuimsae fiddling with the axe, the renewal of the contract was quickly concluded.

As a result of raiding the lost dragon cave for three days, subspace was on the verge of bursting with wealth equivalent to a year’s budget for the city.

‘At this level, it would be possible to buy the entire auction house in the golden district.’

Dallen listed the purchase list in his head and left the entrance of the dragon cave with his group.

The first sunlight I saw in a week was the light of a soft sunset.

The vermilion flowing beyond the densely towering trees was colorful, and the dark blue curtain overhead covered it all.

The cool outside air filled my lungs. It was a quiet place suitable for immersing oneself in sensitivity after an arduous journey.

Caw! Caw!

Until a large crow flew in from out of nowhere and flapped its wings right in front of me.

“Knock – Dallon! “Why did it come out now?”

“…Something happened. Did something happen?”

Dallen scratched his chin with an indifferent expression. Is it possible for something to happen in a week?

The last news Sienna heard was that the imperial army was slowing down unexpectedly. It seems like a lot of unknown noise is occurring inside.

So I thought it would be okay for a few days, and I thought the crow wouldn’t be able to withstand the magic inside the dragon cave, so I left it outside.

“Caw! An incident occurred! With a crow like this… hmm? directly? okay. for a moment…!”

A crow hears some kind of fighting noise, and suddenly the crow’s eyes turn around.

The eyes that soon returned were blue instead of their original black.

“Dallen! “We’re in big trouble!”

Lucia’s voice flowing from her beak. The crow climbed onto Dallen’s shoulder and flapped its wings repeatedly, shouting.

“The Empire wasn’t just targeting the Holy Knights! The Imperial Army came right in front of the bronze castle walls!”

What the fuck?