How to Survive as a Member of the Meteor Sword Family Chapter 145

How to survive as a loser in the Yoo Seong-geom family

Episode 145

Daesinjeon (2)

“Ugh… … .”

“Ugh… … .”

The Kamaitachi siblings staggered to their feet, clutching their splitting heads in pain.

I felt a warm, moist liquid running down my forehead. At the same time, red blood appeared on the hands of the siblings who were touching my forehead.

“Oh, you’re awake? I almost fell asleep waiting.”

“This kid… … .”

Emu gritted his teeth as he watched Jin waving his hand back to his original position.

Even though he had ample opportunity to kill them through a surprise attack just a moment ago, he was taking it easy.

‘I guess that means you’re confident.’

The moment Jin grabbed his chainsickle just a moment ago, Emu instinctively realized one thing.

The guy is no ordinary human being.

The fact that he easily grabbed the twins’ chainsickles, which even high-level knights had difficulty blocking or evading due to their irregular movements, is proof of this.

It wasn’t because of his excellent reflexes or his kinetic vision.

The opponent who is acting relaxed in front of you has literally ‘understood’ and neutralized the technique you have deployed.

“What? You’re not going to attack me anymore? Are you scared because the Kamaitachi siblings, known for their cruelty, got hit once?”

“… … Shut your mouth.”

For the siblings who had always looked down on each other with a predator’s gaze, Jin’s attitude was a greater insult and humiliation than losing their lives.

“How dare you… … .”

His younger brother, It, also realized the situation and grabbed the chain sickle that had been hanging down.

“I tried to let you off easy, but… … I can’t. I’ll personally take care of you, point by point. Until I die.”

“No, I’ll let you live until you beg me to kill you. I know from experience that people don’t die that easily.”

The two siblings glared at Jin, who was smiling brightly, as if they were going to kill him, and an even stronger murderous aura emanated from their entire bodies.

The Kamaitachi siblings’ murderous intent was built up by killing and torturing countless people for fun.

Those with weak hearts were emitting a thick concentration of poison that would kill them on the spot just by coming into contact with it.

The smile disappeared from Jin’s face as he calmly accepted the siblings’ sticky and unpleasant murderous intent.

“It looks like they killed more than one or two people. How do these trashy guys use divine powers?”

“trash?”

“We, chosen by the light, are trash?”

Chorrrrrr-

As if they had made a promise, the two siblings’ chain scythes ripped off the masks they were wearing at the same time and were sucked into their sleeves.

Soon after, their appearance began to change, along with the sound of bones dislocating.

Uduk- Uduk-

Thick, coarse brown fur grew over the faces of the siblings, whose snouts began to protrude like those of a weasel.

Soon, the muscles of his entire body swelled and a white bone burst through his skin where his hand had been, transforming into the shape of a large scythe.

He realized that he could not defeat Jin in his current state, so he used the special ability of the Inquisitor, the Strong Body Technique.

Their strengthened bodies, blessed by the Archbishop, their de facto leader, were enough to dispel the fear the Kamaitachi siblings had felt just a moment ago.

The divine power flowing through the blood vessels of his entire body gave him the belief and confidence that he could tear Jin apart and kill him at any moment.

“Get ready, you. I don’t like it.”

“I think the same as you, sister. I’d rather have you beg to be killed.”

“You guys are really cool. You even change things up. You must be popular with the kids. Instead of being an Inquisitor, why don’t you try getting a job at a circus?”

Jin let out a sarcastic laugh as he watched the siblings completely transformed into weasels. Emu glared at Jin with eyes that had completely lost their whites, and spat out a word.

“It’ll be a little different than before.”

“From now on, we will show our true abilities.”

Paang-

The weasel siblings lightly stomped the ground, and their new forms dispersed like smoke.

As if surprised by their speed that surpassed the limits of biology, Jin stood frozen in place like a stone statue, unable to take any action.

‘As expected, even if I grab the chain scythe, I can’t keep up with the speed of the body technique. What an idiot. If I was going to finish you off, I should have done it earlier.’

The moment Emu smiled in satisfaction as he circled around Jin, who was unable to even react to the speed that was several times faster than before.

Jin’s soft voice, which had been staring blankly straight ahead, pierced my ear.

“Not to me, not to you.”

“What is that… … .”

Emu stopped talking at the sight that unfolded before his eyes.

This was because, with a “snap” sound, Jin’s right hand caught his younger brother’s neck and it was bent at a right angle.

“it!!!”

Emu, who was shocked, called out his younger brother’s name, but there was no answer from It, who had already died.

“How dare you… … How dare you… … A bastard like you… … my little brother!!! I don’t know what you did, but I will never let you live!!!”

“How shameless. You tortured and killed people like that, and now you’re angry about your own little sister’s death?”

“This kid… … !!!”

Emu’s vision began to turn red as he became enraged by his brother’s senseless death.

A pair of scythes with deformed forelimb bones, imbued with divine power, flew towards Jin after a time difference.

Despite the immense divine power contained in the pair of scythes, Jin did not move an inch from his spot, just like before.

Emu shouted at Jin, who didn’t even pull out the sword at his side even though the scythe had reached right in front of his nose.

“How stupid can you be? How dare you act so insolent in front of me?! The price of your little brother’s life is… … .”

“What is the price of life?”

“The price of life is… … take it… … .”

“What, what do you want me to do?”

Something was strange.

His own scythe, which should have split Jin’s head in one fell swoop, was now rolling around on the ground.

Jin was still crouching in his seat, still relaxed.

The only difference from before is that he is holding a dagger in his hand that was stuck in the holder on Jin’s belt, although he doesn’t know when he took it out.

And… … that pair of sickles that should have been attached to his two hands were lying on the floor?

The moment I realized this.

Phewaaaaah-

Red blood spurted out like a fountain from Emu’s wrists.

“Huh? Huh? Why is it like this? Huh huh?”

Even though both my hands were amputated, I didn’t even realize it. It felt like I was dreaming.

I always thought I could beat anyone in a speed battle, but I was completely overwhelmed by my opponent in the area I was most confident in.

“You, you… … What the hell are you? Uh… … The bleeding won’t stop. What, what’s going on… … .”

The shocked emu tried to stop the bleeding by using his divine powers to narrow his blood vessels while talking nonsense, but it was all a useless struggle.

“What is my identity? That’s what they ask.”

Crunch-

Before she knew it, a dagger had flown from her blind spot, slicing cleanly through her cervical spine and severing the nerves connecting her to her brain.

“I am the one who came to bring down heavenly punishment on you in place of the glory.”

Emu died with his eyes wide open as if he could not understand the situation until the very last moment.

Bam-

Jin kicked her head like it was trash and opened the back door of the main hall and went inside.

* * *

“Umm… … I finally got in… … But where should I go?”

Mephisto, who had entered through the open window, looked around.

The long hallway she was standing in was so silent that even the sound of ants’ footsteps could be heard.

“I don’t know where anything is… … Should I just walk all the way to the end?”

Mephisto, muttering to himself, began to walk slowly towards the end of the hallway.

Percussion- Percussion-

Her footsteps echoed throughout the hallway, as she wore knee-length boots beneath a black A-line skirt.

It was strangely quiet.

A silence so deafening that you can’t even hear the chirping of birds or the slightest movement of people.

Mephisto, who had been leisurely walking between them, suddenly grabbed the Mahabal Special Horse in his right hand and muttered to himself again.

“A rat hanging on the ceiling. No, a dog? If you don’t plan on a surprise attack, why don’t you just stop here and come down?”

“Wow… … You detected my presence? This is better than I expected!”

A thick, male voice echoed through the hallway from above Mephisto’s head. Then, a black mass fell in front of her nose.

“It’s strange that you don’t notice the smell of urine emanating from your whole body.”

“To be honest, I was a little disappointed because you weren’t the person I was looking for… … But you’re amazing too!”

The man who appeared before her was a half-man, half-wolf man with a similar appearance to a werewolf, a race of humans. It was Nibble.

Mephisto frowned as he looked Nibble up and down, who had appeared from the beginning using the Rigid Technique.

“Why did my opponent have to be a fu*king dog… … I thought those weasels would be more fun.”

“It’s not a dog, it’s a wolf. And if the weasels you’re talking about are the Kamaitachi siblings, they should be guarding the back gate by now.”

“If it’s the back door… … I must have met the young master. What a pity.”

Drrrrrr-

The cylinder of the Mahabal Special Horse began to turn on its own, and bullets made of mana began to fill the revolver’s empty chamber.

Nibble, who had been watching this quietly, expressed his curiosity.

“I guess that’s the magical tool the Kamaitachi siblings were talking about. They say it’s quite powerful. Is that true?”

“You’ll know when you try it. It’ll hurt a lot, right?”

Mephisto, with the corners of his mouth curled up, aimed his gun at Nibble. Nibble straightened his back and opened his mouth, revealing his sharp fangs.

“Take a shot.”

“… … ?”

“I won’t dodge or block, so just shoot.”

It’s a completely unexpected reaction.

Mephisto tilted his head at Nibble’s actions that were beyond the realm of common sense.

“Really? It’ll hurt a lot.”

“It doesn’t matter. I’m the only one of our Inquisitors who hasn’t been hit by it, so I’m just curious about its power.”

“… … Are you crazy?”

“I am perfectly normal.”

Mephisto cursed without realizing it.

Even though he had clearly heard about the power of Mahabalteuma through the Kamaitachi siblings and Buta, I couldn’t understand why he showed such reckless confidence.

“If you shoot me, I’ll give you what you want. But I’ll shoot you so that it hurts a little more.”

“Haha! That’s great! Do whatever you want!”

“Don’t you dare? Even if I beg you to spare my life, you won’t stop.”

“I am not a person who speaks with two mouths.”

Nibble burst into laughter, his arms hanging limply, as if he really had no intention of defending himself.

Mephisto, feeling somehow looked down on, frowned and breathed mana into Mahabalma.

[Mahabal Special – Shape Transformation]

[Lapis & Lazuli]

Clank-

Mephisto, holding a pair of submachine guns with a soft blue glow in his hands, aimed his guns straight ahead.

Even though the gun was pointed at him, Nibble still maintained a relaxed attitude.

Mephisto, feeling completely ignored, grimaced and put his finger on the trigger.

“Even if I die, I won’t know. You brought this upon yourself.”

“Of course. As much as you want… … .”

Tadadadadang-

Before Nibel could finish his sentence, bullets fired at a rate of a thousand rounds per minute engulfed his entire body.

Since Lapis and Lazuli sacrificed accuracy and chose rate of fire, the grenades that missed their targets and flew in all directions were randomly embedded in the walls and floor of the hallway, sending up a cloud of dust.

About a minute had passed like that. Mephisto, who had emptied his magazine, slowly lowered both his hands.

The corridors of the main temple were covered in a thick fog, as if covered in a thick mist, due to the flying stones from the grenade.

Mephisto, who confirmed that he could not sense any signs beyond the fog, clicked his tongue and shook his head.

“Tsk tsk, then why would you do something so foolish… … .”

Mephisto’s words did not end.

Because Nibble’s giant hand appeared like lightning through the hazy mist and grabbed her face.

“I had high hopes for this powerful magic tool, but… … I’m disappointed. I didn’t think it could even pierce my skin.”

“What the… … .”

Boom!

Before Mephisto could even finish his story, Nibble, who had slammed her head into the wall of the hallway, began to run straight ahead.

Quaddudduk-

Mephisto, who was dragged along the wall, leaving a long trail behind him, unable to put up any resistance like a puppet with its strings cut, fell helplessly to the floor.

Her face, which was only then revealed, was covered in flowing blood and tangled dust, making it difficult to even recognize her facial features.

“What a petty opponent. Not even worth killing… … I wasted my time on a worthless brat.”

Nibble looked down at the battered Mephisto and muttered to himself in discontent.

Deep down, I wanted to fight Jin Aster, whom I had fought against last time, but I didn’t like the fact that such a weakling was assigned as my opponent.

At that moment, Nibble, who had not yet killed Mephisto because it was clear that he would die if left alone, turned his back without any regrets.

A thin voice came from behind him.

“… … I’m going to die.”

“Hmm? Are you still conscious? Your mental strength is quite strong. If so, I will personally return you to the embrace of light.”

Nibble turned his back to Mephisto again and struck her with his sharp claws, intending to pierce her abdomen and pull out all her internal organs.

As Nibble approached Mephisto, who was lying still and covered in blood, he heard a thin voice in his ear again.

“I’m going to die like this. I’m going to die because I’m so embarrassed.”

“… … What does that mean?”

“What do you mean? I’m saying that it’s embarrassing enough to kill me for being humiliated by someone like you.”

Mephisto, who was speaking in a spit-like tone, slightly lifted up his blood-stained shirt.

Immediately afterwards, a sealing technique in the shape of a six-pointed star was revealed on her pure white abdomen.

“If you let this go your own way, Faust will be angry… … But there’s nothing I can do about it. I don’t know. I’ll think about the consequences later. It’s better to get scolded than to die in shame.”

Swish-

Mephisto’s slender fingers ran over the red hexagram tattooed on it.

Right after.

One of the lines that formed the sexagenary cycle disappears.

Hwaaaaaaaah-

The entire hallway of the main temple was instantly covered in pitch-black darkness.