Genius Corpse-Collecting Warrior - Chapter 245

245

Collapsed Tower (2)

“Sweet…”

Luxisituka unconsciously groped the side of her neck.

A feeling of intimidation, as if I would suffocate to death at any moment. But I couldn’t keep my mouth shut like this.

If I did that, I didn’t know that I would end up like the leader of the Amwol team.

“A white light… it was a pillar of light.”

[Pillar of light?]

“Yes. I saw it clearly. A snow-covered mountain and a pillar of light crashing down on the top… and dark red clouds covering the sky…”

[Snowy mountains and dark clouds…]

He slowly waved a few arms. A gesture as if lost in thought.

Luxisituca managed to let out a light sigh as the pressure was slightly relieved. How did things come to this point? Her mind wandered over the past few months.

When she retreated from the herb city of Lvivach in the southern part of the City Alliance, her teleport scroll malfunctioned.

Could it be the influence of the snowy mountains and pillars of light I saw last time? The reason is unknown, but the place where she fell was in the middle of a forest, far away from the Dark Woldan’s headquarters.

Luxisituca did not give up. After struggling for several months, she was able to return to Amwoldan.

There was only one mission she gave herself.

To report to the higher-ups that the main target of the Dark Moon Team has entered the hierarchy of demigods.

Of course, the one above meant the head of the Amwol team. It is not an incarnation of God that throws and catches the head of the leader of the Dark Wolwol, like it does now.

What should I do now? The leader of the Amwol group was killed, and the members of the home base, including the Six Fingers, were also massacred.

In fact, the situation is as if Amwoldan has been disbanded. Should I run away? That’s why the incarnation before my eyes was so overwhelming.

This is a teleport scroll that has already malfunctioned once. It was clear that he couldn’t escape from God with something like that.

‘There are descriptions of the feeling of intimidation in ancient texts, but I don’t think it is of this magnitude…’

It is a feeling of pressure that freezes the transcendent just by existing. Come to think of it, the appearance was also subtly different.

Dozens of arms. Pale hands and claw-like fingers. Even its semi-amorphous body was identical to the idol carved in the hall.

However, the pitch-black chains loosely wrapped around the body and the hundreds of skulls strung on the chains were something I had never seen before on ancient murals or idols.

Aren’t the black chains and red skull symbols of the evil god Xun in the first place?

An evil god so crazy about fighting that he has almost no followers other than the stupid barbarians of the north. This is the evil spirit that invaded the Tsarist Kingdom not long ago and was defeated.

[Not long after ascending to the 6th rank, he defeated a blood spirit and a vampire count at the same time. What kind of scene does the protagonist of the prophecy have?]

“…….”

[I guess I’ll have to find out more from Temomron. Since the blood spirit has disappeared, he must have gone into hiding.]

Luxisituka could not understand what was being said. Didn’t the empire and the blood demon form an alliance? But the blood spirit disappeared within a few months? Even the Count?

Confused, she cautiously looked up at God’s face without knowing it. The corners of God’s mouth were slightly raised.

He stretched out a hand. Tuk-tuk. A large hand caressing Luxisituka’s head.

[Good job. It was more helpful than I thought.]

“Thank you. Then maybe…!”

[okay. I will specially remove your head and put it in the pot pit.]

“Squeak…?”

Pot pit? In the great hell of Enaxagus, the Interstellar Throne?

Doesn’t going in there mean you’ll die? And even just the head?

Suddenly, my throat felt hot and I felt light-headed and dizzy. The sight spins and floats into the air.

Beyond the fading focus, a headless body was visible. It was a body I often saw in the mirror.

‘Am I dead now…?’

Those were Luxisituca’s last thoughts.

[Quite a lot of ingredients have been gathered. The Dark Moon group was half abandoned, but it was an unexpected harvest.]

Enaxagus threw the head of the rat man, whose blood had drained out, into subspace.

In subspace, where a powerful preservation spell had been applied, rat tails, limbs, internal organs, and heads were piled up like a mountain.

These were all things obtained while clearing the Dark Woldan headquarters. Parts extracted from high-ranking adepts or transcendents. These were good ingredients to put in the pot.

Well-mixed ingredients will be reborn as high-ranking monsters or devils. If I was really lucky, a new great evil might emerge.

“Master, the union of the Palace of Destruction and the Throne has been completed.”

At that time, the devil walked out of the gates of hell that opened without a sound.

He was an archdemon with a bird’s head, a lion’s mane, a human body, and a snake’s tail mixed together.

“Have my hearts ever been so pounding? I salute you, my lord. Now, my lord, you are a god of gods who rules over two great hells.”

[Don’t make a fuss. We’ve only just taken one step. Are you preparing the gift for the labyrinth city?]

The Sae-headed servant bowed his head.

“I sent my followers into the sewers through the lower streets. “It’s pure gunpowder, not a magic tool, so you won’t get caught.”

[okay. Now is the opportunity as the vision of pioneers is focused on the South. If you blow up the barrier tower, the last variable also disappears.]

“I am being presumptuous, but if you say it is the last variable…”

[Tsk, you are still this stupid. Didn’t I tell you to roll your bird’s head a little more? Do you think the last variable is something the size of a wish stone?]

“Ah…”

The bird’s beak opened slightly. My brain, which was too small compared to my body, was momentarily questioned. Wasn’t the Wish Stone a legend?

“…….”

Probably not. The subject shook his head vigorously. If there is a lord, there is one. He bowed his head even deeper in submission.

“Today, too, I am grateful for your wisdom.”

[Tsk tsk.]

“…….”

A pale hand waved in the air. Then the gate to hell that the devil had come through closed and a new gate to hell opened wide.

[New head.]

“Yes, my lord.”

[Let’s go to the land of the dead.]

The incarnation moved its huge body. The Sae-headed subject bowed his head and followed suit.

Rumbling…

Soon after they disappeared, the hall began to collapse.

It was the moment when an assassination group that had been around for over a thousand years disappeared from history.

***

Rumbling…!

A soft thunder. Dallen looked up.

The dark clouds that covered the sky were dark red. Beyond the fire and lightning, five-colored lightning flashed like an aura.

‘Is it a dream again?’

I definitely wasn’t meditating and I didn’t remember opening the area.

The last memory I had was of burying myself in bed after training. It was not a straw bed from an inn, but a soft mattress from a noble family.

After dealing with the vampire count and the blood spirit, the party returned the way they came and moved west.

Currently, they are resupplying and resting in a city near the border of the empire.

Since it was not an inn, there was no separate lodging fee. Because he was staying in a mansion where he greeted Dok2 and a vampire who was a nobleman and received the introduction fee.

Dallen, who was continuing his thoughts, suddenly scratched his chin. Now it’s time to come out.

“You’re disturbing my sleep again. sorry.”

The moment I thought that, the back door of the cabin creaked open and someone walked out.

Dallen turned his head. He was the person I expected.

A warrior wearing an old fur coat over cloth clothes and carrying an ax and sword.

His thick face and exposed upper body were full of scars from stabs and cuts. It looked as if the solid rock had been damaged over time.

“…….”

Dallen habitually played with his waist. Fortunately, the ax worked well today.

It was definitely strange. It is clearly much stronger than when we encountered it in the north, so it should be normal to feel less intimidated.

But for some reason, the amount of power felt from the man did not decrease at all. In fact, it seemed to have gotten much bigger.

“Don’t worry. I have no intention of threatening you. It’s just that you grew up enough to hear my voice before, and now you’ve grown enough to recognize my presence.”

The warrior laughed softly. A smile that I still can’t get used to….

“It’s a bad habit to judge people’s faces like that. Last time, you thought a soft smile didn’t suit me, right?”

okay. You read my thoughts too. Even a fucking ghost would cry.

“Ghosts are obscene, so could you please remove one letter from the front?”

“…Do you even know how to speak Korean?”

The warrior raised the corners of his mouth a little more. Dallen scratched the side of his neck for no reason.

Fuck. Could it be that he isn’t truly omnipotent? In the early days when I was away from Medieval Land, whenever I was alone, I would swear non-stop in Korean. It seemed like they had been saying things like, God and me, everything is for months.

I couldn’t help it. Because it was a time when I had to endure it that way. How could a man in his 30s who played games in the corner of his room survive in the mercenary industry covered in blood and guts? If there is no one to curse at, you can endure it by cursing at least God.

“So…who did you come to meet today as well?”

“no. “I came today for a different reason.”

“Then can you finally tell me your name? “I didn’t say last time that I would let you know at the next opportunity.”

The man’s smile grew a little wider. Dallen felt uncomfortable for some reason and took a step back.

In fact, he also had some guesses about the man’s identity. There was too much evidence.

A statue of the Great Ancestor using an ax and a sword found in the High Orcs’ sanctuary. Likewise, the warrior in front of you with an ax on his waist and a sword on his back.

‘Is that why God came down in human form? No, perhaps humans were created to be closer to the highest being.’

‘Could it be that an order of knights with thousands of years of history grew from scratch? The great heroes who were active during the Great War actually existed.’

A story told by Jeokchang, an ancient dragon who has lived since before the great war of ancient times and is literally a living, breathing history book.

In addition, there is the legend of Hadash, the fighting spirit that northerners served until they became corrupted.

Many legends and doctrines mention heroes who fought in the great wars of ancient times.

Each was expressed in its own way, in each language, but the gist of it was the same.

The hero jumped into the enemy lines filled with demons with a sword and ultimately sacrificed himself, killing all the evil spirits and dying a heroic battle.

And soon, after being resurrected from the dead, he ascended to heaven and returned to the world where he originally lived, and in later generations he was called by names such as the Great God, the God of Fighting, and the God of War.

“I promised, so I should tell you. “Are you curious about my name?”

“…The name is enough.”

There will be many names anyway. Even if I knew one more thing, I don’t think it would make any difference.

What I was really curious about was the other side. Dallen was silent for a moment and then opened his mouth.

“Are you from another world?”