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A place where all the corpses of monsters hunted throughout South Korea are gathered.
A place where horribly decaying corpses are always present and the smell of blood permeates the air.
‘Volcano Guild’s monster corpse disposal site.’
Iroun recalled his memories as he smelled blood and rotting corpses.
Five years spent here before accepting the message to become a vessel of chaos.
This was the place where they were treated as subhumans and suffered all kinds of humiliation as slaves.
All the laborers here were treated as subhuman.
There is no such thing as human rights, and even if injuries or deaths occur, there is no compensation whatsoever.
In the first place, this was the place you couldn’t even leave if you wanted to.
‘You’ll die there smelling like corpses for the rest of your life.’
The voice of a friend I thought I would be with for the rest of my life.
Memories that I thought I had forgotten during my time with the teachers came back to me mixed with the musty smell.
“You still can’t let it go?”
A string of revenge.
Still, the feeling of being stabbed in the heart like in the past has largely disappeared.
After thinking about it, Iroun sat cross-legged on the puddle of monster blood.
‘The bottomless pit.’
This was the name the workers and supervisors called the place where Iroun was now.
A place to throw away the corpses of special monsters that are difficult to dismantle, or collect corpses that have already decomposed so much that you cannot even get byproducts from them even if you dismantle them.
The place where such corpses rotted and emitted poison and magical toxins was right here, the Bottomless Pit.
It was a place where even the supervisors, let alone ordinary people, could not last more than a few hours.
Cook, cook.
Of course, the beneficial ones were also affected by such bottomless poison.
‘It is indeed as the teachers said.’
Now, his body is still the same as it was when he was a laborer and a slave.
It is said that the power of chaos remains near the Meiji, but it is a power that must never be touched or used.
In his current physical condition, he wouldn’t be able to defeat even a level 5 Iron Man head-on.
The problem is that it’s not just that they can’t be hit by attacks, but that those without magic power can’t even hurt the player.
Players can only compete against other players or.
‘Warriors who use martial arts, knights and magicians who use circles, and mines who use magic.’
No need to think about it for long.
“I have to get it all back.”
Memories of hatred and pain that I thought I had forgotten all about, but which came back with the smell of a corpse.
Iroun never intended to ignore it.
But the most important thing was something else.
‘I have to find my teachers.’
The teachers who came back with me.
We have to find them.
I never intended to leave them alone in their seal.
To do that.
“I have to get stronger.”
I can’t do anything with my current self.
Find strength and become stronger.
For that, here, in the abyss of the corpse disposal site.
“It’s the perfect place.”
A monster corpse disposal site that everyone avoids.
But it was the perfect place to become stronger.
Players become stronger by hunting monsters, but they find it bothersome to dispose of the corpses that result, so they gather them in a corpse disposal site and dismember them using slaves.
This was the place where slaves who were exposed to the monster’s venom and poison would most likely die after suffering for only a few years.
‘Monster corpses are nothing more or less than byproducts to the player.’
Once you gain experience through hunting, there is no longer a way to grow through monsters.
Although there are special people who can do it, the efficiency is not high, so few people think that they can become stronger through corpses.
What about the benefit to Lee Roon?
‘Blood Demon God’s Art.’
The best place.
One of the two unique martial arts of Shin Yeo-ul, the master of the Shinmagyo and the King of Silver.
An extremely evil magical skill that sucks life force from blood to build up internal energy.
And this place.
Knock, knock.
It was a space filled with the blood of all kinds of monsters.
Anyway, not only Cheol Tae-min but also the other workers had no one to disturb him.
Because they will probably think that they will die anyway without being able to overcome the poison of the bottomless pit, or if they are lucky enough to survive, they will starve to death.
first.
“Create danjeon.”
Lee Ro-woon closed his eyes while sitting cross-legged.
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Danjeon.
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It was nothing less than a symbol of the unmanned people who inhabited the silver world.
The source of power for the unmanned units, like the players’ magic cores.
Iroun was thinking of making it.
‘Originally it would be impossible.’
Players do not have danjeon.
No, there was no one who could create a Danjeon other than the residents of Eun.
Those who have attempted to exploit the power of drones have experimented with them countless times, but not a single case has been successful.
But the benefits were different.
‘How many times do I have to die?’
King Mu, Shin Yeo-ul.
He literally drove Iroun to death several times in order to create a dantian for Iroun.
I forcibly created a danjeon in Iroun’s body, and even though Iroun’s body was destroyed by the recoil, I tried again because he didn’t die.
‘Damn teacher.’
Even though they are like parents, I can’t help but feel pain when I think about those memories.
But thanks to that, Iroun clearly remembered how to create a danjeon.
Saaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh.
The pool of blood in which Iroun was sitting was boiling.
‘I have to complete the Blood Demon God Technique first.’
The teachings of the masters had an order.
During the three thousand years of sealed time, the masters have been thinking about how to make their disciples the best, and have devised ways to bring out what they have with maximum efficiency.
The order is the first button of the Blood Demon God of King Mu.
‘Blood demon suction.’
Even though he had no magic power, he remembered the knot and breathed, and the blood in the puddle of blood slowly began to be sucked into Lee Ro-woon.
“Big!”
As the monster’s blood, which is no different from poison to humans, was absorbed, I felt the pain of my internal organs burning away.
‘But compared to the pain back then…’
This is just a pain as bad as pricking your finger with a needle.
Iroun showed patience and continued to think of the knot and breathe.
The absorbed blood began to flow as if in an orderly manner, moving to the skin and blood vessels.
The flowing blood moved slowly towards Iroun’s lower abdomen.
“Ugh!”
A second sharp pain followed.
It was a natural thing.
Originally, the blood that moves according to the sacrum should gather in the lower abdomen.
However, since the current Lee Ro-un had no dantian, the blood of the lost monster was tearing through his blood vessels and staying inside his body.
‘Now… it begins.’
It was important from now on.
Memories acquired through the body while facing death several times.
And the work of remaking the Danjeon that had been with him for nearly a hundred years.
It was like creating a new artificial organ that humans on Earth could never have.
The monster’s blood moved along the curve and pooled in the lower abdomen.
‘It has to be controlled.’
Since he was used to handling magic as if it were air, it wasn’t difficult to feel the residual magic existing in his blood.
Move it, clump it up, and rotate it.
Kukukukuk!
Iroun’s lower abdomen was bulging out as if it had a thorn-filled iron ball inside.
Before I knew it, the monster’s blood that had not been able to reach its lower abdomen was flowing like tears of blood from its wide-open eyes.
‘If you lose control, you could die.’
How much time has passed?
“Haa… . Haa… .”
Lee Ro-un’s breathing began to stabilize little by little.
He closed his eyes again and observed his body.
In the lower abdomen where there was nothing… .
“I succeeded.”
A red danjeon was located.
***
In fact, the most difficult thing in achieving the Blood Demon God skill was creating the Blood Danjeon.
Master Wu Wang said:
‘There is no method more efficient than the Blood Demon God’s Art. There are a few methods called the Volcano’s Jahashin Art or other divine art methods…’
Sigh.
‘The Blood Demon God’s Power boasts at least five times that efficiency.’
The principle was simple.
The ability to take power away from others rather than from your own.
And even if you don’t do any separate exercise, the blood flowing throughout your body will take the place of the exercise’s effects.
However, the drawbacks were also clear.
‘blood.’
The purity of the blood possessed by the user using the Blood Demon God Art is important.
It takes a blood of incredible purity to master and neutralize the mixed blood of others.
‘Well, it’ll get stronger naturally.’
But that unfinished work was completed after a long time.
This is because Shin Yeo-ul waited for the bowl and worked with other kings to make up for their shortcomings.
Even if you are not born with it, the more you practice the Blood Demon God skill, the more pure the owner’s blood becomes.
There were four stages in each realm of Blood Demon God.
At first, it was originally red like human blood.
‘You can think of it as the same thing. It’s just blood. It just has the effect of suppressing other blood and sucking out internal energy.’
Of course, the utility of the Red Blood Realm was not limited to that.
Damn it.
Lee Ro-woon leisurely stepped forward and extended his hand at the same time.
The reason why it was forbidden and even access to the Mujeongi Corpse Disposal Site was restricted was not simply because of the poison emitted by the monster’s corpse.
Oh my.
A monster that appears due to the death aura created by the corpses of monsters.
“It’s a goblin zombie.”
Because it was a place where the undead existed.
Kwak!
Iroun’s hand grabbed the goblin zombie’s head.
The zombie’s level is the lowest level monster, level 3.
However, it was a monster that was considered quite difficult because each attack was poisonous and it did not die unless its neck was cut.
However, it is a monster that is absolutely impossible for a player like Iroun to deal with, as he loses all of his power and becomes no better than a slave.
Of course, that was before the Blood Demon God technique was used to create the Blood Danjeon.
‘Blood demon suction.’
The hand holding the zombie goblin’s head tightened.
That’s it!
The zombie that was struggling to escape from my touch soon stopped moving.
Shhhhhh!
At the same time, the zombie’s swollen body began to dry up in an instant.
The unpleasant, thick, rich blood that runs through the palm of your hand.
“… … .”
I began to feel that tingly sensation all over my body.
This was because the poison that had escaped from the corpse of an old goblin zombie flowed through its veins along with its blood.
Lee Ro-woon’s face turned pale for a moment.
Saaaa.
However, Yirun was soon able to regain his usual complexion.
This was another benefit of red blood.
‘decoding.’
Due to the nature of the Blood Demon God skill that increases the purity of blood, it dominates and controls anything that enters its blood.
Even though the level of Blood Demon God is low now, it can naturally detoxify weak types of poison without any difficulty.
“I’m full.”
In addition, the realm of red blood absorbs the blood of the opponent and the nutrients it contains, making one feel full.
The bottomless pit without even food was also the reason why Lee Ro-woon came here without hesitation.
Taat.
As soon as Lee Ro-un released his grip on the zombie goblin’s head, the zombie goblin fell limply.
Passthru.
A corpse that turns to dust and disappears because all of its body fluids have been sucked out.
The usefulness of red blood was not yet over.
Beneficial with palms spread out toward the floor.
Again.
Something started to leak out of the tip of my thumb.
A metal ball the size of a grain of rice.
This was another benefit of red blood.
An iron ball made by sucking out all the internal energy and nutrients contained in the blood and containing only the debris and iron of the monster.
‘Iron Ball.’
Iroun flicked his middle finger with the iron ball hanging from the tip of his thumb.
Percussion!
The iron balls shot out like bullets.
