Genius Corpse-Collecting Warrior - Chapter 26

of Silent Night (3),

Dallon did not necessarily risk his life to clear the game.

Sometimes he also played so-called ‘fun games’.

In some cases, I even joined the instigators of destruction in order to vent the anger that had been building up.

‘The apostles of retrograde were the first.’

At the beginning of the game, when I couldn’t get used to the game yet.

There was a time when I decided to become a cultist myself because I was sick of the cultists who were destroying more than half of the bronze district when they started a great world.

The actions of those who turn people into monsters and offer sacrifices to evil spirits are frowned upon.

What do you think?

It was just a game.

‘Until then, it was just something I enjoyed lightly. I never imagined that this world would become a reality.’

And there was one more thing that Dallan didn’t expect at the time.

The thing is, the Great Master was literally a crazy person.

At the end of the Great Revelation, the guy who was contaminated by the evil god’s madness even sacrificed the silver masked apostles and completely burned down the bronze area.

Dallen’s Silver Mask Apostle character was sacrificed on the altar with his limbs cut off.

Even after several years had passed, Dallen could not forget the face of the Great Apostle with his beating heart and a mad smile.

Jjejeok –

The great swordsman moved his tentacle and pulled out the ax that was stuck in his face.

The guy looked around at the ax and threw it next to the pile of corpses as if he had lost interest.

“It’s not something with a spell engraved on it. “There’s no way he threw it with pure force, so what kind of secret technique did he use?”

The guy’s face, which had been split in two, was covered with thick liquid like a spider’s web and was instantly stuck together.

There was no cloying fluid anywhere. A story about a devil’s power that is completely different from the cultists’ techniques.

Dallen said as he slowly walked towards him.

“Are you a low-level demon Arachne? “To reduce the burden of sacrifice, I used the expedient method of becoming one with the summoner.”

“I didn’t know you had expertise in demonology.”

The Great Apostle stared at Daelon with eyes sparkling with insidious magic.

The tongue, which had become purple due to contamination with the devil’s blood, licked the lips, which were also stained purple.

“Well, no matter what you know, there’s nothing strange about it. There are not many heroes as unprecedented as you. “A mercenary with a silver plate whose origins I don’t know has the power of a giant, the martial arts of an empire with beastly senses, and even a vessel of wisdom that can contain it all.”

What are you talking about?

Dallen continued walking in silence.

The cavity was wide, and once the ax was thrown, the only long-distance attack method left was flame arrows.

However, a person as good as a great apostle who has accepted the devil into his body will not be affected by just one spell.

Since the Ambassador is also a wizard who is basically good at long-distance attacks, Dallen had to somehow lead this fight to hand-to-hand combat.

If you talk like that to yourself, I’d be grateful.

“On top of that, we drew support from the Elgaia Tower, which is famous for its heavy hips, received help from the Raven Witch who planted her eyes and ears throughout the low streets and sewers, and even the rag-tags offered their blind following.”

The Great Master did not stop talking. Dallen continued to approach.

His steps became faster little by little.

Snap. Snap.

Blood flowing from a hill of sacrificed corpses splashes beneath his feet.

The rats that had been feasting on blood and flesh began to run away at his footsteps.

The ambassador was probably oblivious as well, so the tentacles growing from its back slowly formed a seal in the air.

The guy laughed bitterly.

“But the hero’s journey ends here. This is where the retrograde order germinates—”

Quaaaang!

The dirt pile exploded.

In the explosion, Dallon’s new form blurred and disappeared.

Dallen’s body flies at the speed of an arrow fired from a crossbow in a split second.

The Great Apostle extended his tentacles and hands forward and chanted a spell.

“Enaxa-Of!”

Teuung-!

An invisible force strikes Dallen from the side. Even though it is blocked with a shield, it is pushed back.

The demonic spell cast by the Great Apostle was indeed of extraordinary power.

Kwazijic!

He is thrown into one of the piles of corpses near the altar. Dallen did not hesitate.

His feet touch the floor once again among the torn pieces of flesh.

and.

Bubbling bubbling!

The pile of corpses exploded and Dallen’s body was shot out again.

“Amazing! Was the leap itself a draw?”

The Great Master made his signature and shouted. Dallen put his feet on the ground and ran before the shock wave was fired.

Huh!

The air being pushed out is a precursor to a shock wave. Reading the flow hitting the skin, I lift the shield at an angle.

Tong-

There was no need to take it from the front.

Immediately after receiving the spell with the shield, it changes direction slightly and releases the amount of impact. Plant your feet firmly on the ground.

Ugh –

the shock wave created by the devil’s spell passes through my skin.

Quagwang!

The pile of corpses behind Dallen exploded with a bang.

“…Hoo.”

Dallen ran again.

Slide on the floor and avoid fireballs. He leaps over the pouring lava and swings his shield to block the acidic solution spewed out by the tentacles.

He senses the foreshadowing of a spell with his keen senses and reads the vitality of each spell with his sixth sense.

Superhuman intelligence and reflexes calculated every single movement, allowing him to avoid and move forward at the same time.

The Great Master could not even recite the tenth spell.

“Enaxa—”

As he was about to recite the spell, Daelon’s sword came in front of him.

Kwasik –

A couple of tentacles are cut off. Dallen took a deep breath.

For a brief moment, his sword drew dazzling curves and straight lines.

Sigh!

The skin and flesh in its path are torn apart.

“Kwaaaak!”

The Great Master screamed in pain.

But the devil attached to him chose a different path when it was time to scream.

When about ten tentacles were cut off in an instant, the tentacles, which were part of the devil, began to strengthen themselves with a spell.

Boom! Kkkkwang!

The tentacle confronts Dallon’s sword again.

This time, the tentacles were as hard as steel.

Oh my,

Dallen’s sword flashed. The tentacle targeting his back split in half.

Boom!

The sharp, pointed tentacles bounce off the shield and collide with each other.

The tentacles tried to wrap around Dallen’s sword like a living snake.

Dallen didn’t care. In terms of strength, he had the upper hand.

Although it is said to be a lesser demon, these tentacles are merely fragments of it.

It is not a complete summons, but rather they are beings that have appeared in the body of the summoner.

There was no need to be afraid of things that could not produce even 10% of the original strength.

‘That’s not the problem.’

Dallen glanced at the Gates of Hell. The problem was its regenerative power.

Steel-like tentacles that sprout quickly even when cut. Even the main body was not a weak point.

The devil’s regenerative power also applied to the great swordsman’s body, and before he knew it, his arm, which had been torn off by the tip of the sword, had grown back.

Cheeeee!

Dallen’s body was also constantly being restored by the regenerative factor of dragon’s blood. But he was at a disadvantage.

While the dragon’s blood consumed his physical strength, the devil’s power was constantly flowing in from the open gates of hell.

Kkkkwang!

Several layers of tentacles overlap to block the slashed sword. The sword broke in half and they wrapped the remaining part around like a snake.

Hiss!

A huge bastard runs towards Dallan, aiming for his back.

I was already in too deep to shake off the entanglement and swing the half-sword.

It didn’t matter. Dallen let go of his sword.

Kwasik!

The tentacle hit by the fist is crushed. It was a manifestation of a power that could crush even steel.

Dallen even threw away his shield and began hitting the waves of tentacles with his bare hands and feet.

Awesome! bang! Kkkkwang!

The tentacles burst out at a faster rate. And it played at a faster speed.

Dallen’s limbs also constantly spewed out steam, restoring skin and muscle tissue damaged by excessive impact.

Dehaman, who had reached the level of an expert in armored fighting, moved his body like a killing machine.

Would the founder have predicted that the knightly fighting techniques created to slaughter infantry would be used to tear apart the devil’s fragments?

However, even as he crushed and destroyed the numerous tentacles, Dallon had an intuition.

If he continues like this, he will definitely collapse from exhaustion before that monster.

‘The corpse of the Great Warrior was not lacking in strength. ‘Resilience was the problem.’

The second corpse, ‘Captured Great Warrior’, sacrificed by the Great Apostle.

Surprisingly, that was a character created by Dallon when he had fully mastered the game.

Initial ability distribution centered on strength. Highly skilled two-handed swordsmanship and armor made of black iron plate.

As a character who grew up with a standard warrior build, Dallon already had the experience of wiping out the Apostles of Reversion dozens of times.

Nevertheless, there was only one reason why we encountered unexpected difficulties.

‘Because the Great Apostle summoned the devil in that episode as well.’

The incredible regenerative power unique to demons was something that even the power of a great warrior could not control.

No matter how diligently he built his character, Dallen’s battle at the time started from the basic character.

Facing the devil with a body with clear limitations was not a problem that could be overcome with control or technology.

‘I died after fighting a boss for four hours.’

Dallen smiled bitterly as he recalled the memory of that time.

What a fucking game.

Fortunately, there were no encounters with the Great Apostle who summoned the devil after that.

In a way, now is an opportunity to make up for that defeat.

When I think of that, I automatically smile. After taking on a body of overflowing power, Dallan’s desire to win strangely increased, causing his body to boil.

Even as he let out an involuntary laugh, Dallen’s muscles were twitching and preparing to exert their strength.

‘It’ll be okay.’

His abilities are clearly superior to those at the time.

A strength level of 26 can only be achieved in the middle of the game if you are a basic character.

If you didn’t have to worry about the recoil returning to your body, Dallen’s chances of winning were worth predicting.

‘All you need is one attack.’

The answer was fixed anyway.

As you reach the final half of the game, there comes a point where hunting demons becomes a daily routine.

And the answer to endless regenerative power has always been a blow that overwhelms that regenerative power.

There was nothing I could do.

We have no choice but to trust the regeneration factor of Dragon Blood, whose physical strength has reached human limits and whose proficiency has approached 40 percent.

Phew.

I catch my breath. A deep breath spreads throughout the body, infusing new vitality.

The pulsating heart transports heated blood throughout the body.

The muscles that release the steam exert all their strength for the first time since setting foot on this land.

Easy profit!

The Great Master, who sensed something strange, gathers his tentacles and builds a wall.

Some of them shot in front of Dallon and tried to block him by taking advantage of the gap.

Dallen didn’t care.

He just focused all his attention on one clenched fist.

Just before the sharp tip of the fired tentacle touches his scarred skin.

Whoosh –

Dallen stretched out his fist.

And after a while.

Gurgling!

A huge thunderclap shook the cavity.