Chapter 197 – 197. The ecosystem of the dream world
I knew that the reward for finding the rule would be extraordinary.
Considering that the dark spirit did not carelessly reveal it, I thought it must have been a valuable item so that it would not be surprising if it was attacked by others.
But this.
“I got more than I expected.”
As I slowly infuse mana into it, the Lemegeton resonates with me and emits a soft black light.
I was confident because I had been using this for a while.
It was a real Remegeton, called the Stone of Death.
But at the same time, I can’t help but wonder. The question was whether something of this level could be produced so casually.
‘No matter what, there’s no way they can make it like a mass-produced model.’
Nevertheless, the texture and effect that felt good in my hand were clearly Remegeton.
“It’s strange.”
This mansion.
So, although I was only in Mongmajeon for a short time, it was clear that it was a truly strange place.
There are characters from the past, but there are no restrictions on revealing information about the future to them.
Yet, items like Lemegeton are handed out as if they are too light a reward.
There were more than one or two ambiguous parts, so I thought about it for a while.
Quaaaang!
A strong impact sound coming from outside.
Judging from the instantaneous sound in the wall, it seemed like something had hit it.
bang! bang! bang!
But the shock doesn’t stop there and continues. A woman’s scream is heard as if torn apart.
As I hurriedly opened the door and went outside, I saw a huge man in the hallway snorting loudly, pinning the woman to the wall and swinging his fist.
“also! Where again! once! say it!”
bang! bang! bang!
A man with bronze skin who appears to be a guest in another room. Even though it was his first time seeing her face, he knew who the woman he was hitting was.
When she first came here, she was sewing her own hands.
After the first time, she couldn’t even scream and just kept getting beaten.
His body was distorted, and he seemed to have lost consciousness after the first scream.
Even though they wondered if they should stop him, they just peeked their heads out, or the other people who came out of the room just watched indifferently.
I was a little surprised to see everyone from old people to small children, but whatever.
“Say it again! what? What are my bones? “What are you doing with my skin?”
I think the woman looked at the man’s body and spoke according to her taste, just like she did to me earlier.
Quad Deuk!
In the end, the sound of bones breaking violently let her know that she was no longer from this world.
When the man groans and lowers his hand, the woman slips and falls to the floor.
“after! “What a piece of trash.”
The man who was shaking his hands in relief clenched his teeth and warned us, as if he had noticed that we were watching him.
“What are you looking at? “If you don’t want to be the same, turn a blind eye.”
Only one child, who had stuck his head out at the angry man’s growling, entered the room, but the rest did not.
Among them, a young man with ponytails turned his back and asked with a smile.
“Looking at your bronze skin, do you think you are the hero of the German Kingdom?”
“Aang? Yes, it is Zortu of the German Kingdom.”
A big guy who introduced himself as Giortu. Then the pony-haired man answered with a smile.
“They say he is Han Xiao of the Han Empire.”
“Han Xiao? Martial God Hanso?”
Hanso was a person I also knew. It is mentioned separately in the game, but more specifically, it helped his soul find rest.
‘I was a victim of Magan’s dinner party.’
Han So, who was among the delegation visiting from the Han Empire. Before I came forward, he had already been defeated by Magan and died.
At the time, he was a very wrinkled old man, but now that he was young, it was assumed that he was probably in his prime.
Jortu strokes his chin and looks down at Hanso with a subtle expression.
“The Hanso I know is quite old and middle-aged.”
“I still haven’t really figured out what kind of place this is.”
Jortu, enraged by Han So’s reaction of laughing uncharacteristically for a young man, immediately swings his fist.
Wow!
Hanso’s fist, thrown at a speed that the eye couldn’t track, hit Zortu’s solar plexus before he knew it.
Looking at Jortu kneeling, I slowly tilt my head, thinking that the winner and loser has been decided.
In fact, what caught my eye more than the two people from earlier was the woman who was almost ruined.
‘There was less blood.’
In that condition, the floor could have been soaked, but too little blood was shed from the woman.
With that in mind, let’s check on the woman.
Before she knew it, she had left her seat and was crawling to room 108, her room.
Squeak.
bang.
A woman who entered the room without even moaning with a body that clearly looked dead.
I felt it before, but I felt like I knew what kind of person she was.
‘He was a corpse wizard.’
I don’t know exactly whether that’s your real body or a corpse you’re using as a prosthetic body.
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In any case, it meant that the woman’s life was not greatly affected compared to Jortu’s efforts.
“Gagging! “Huh!”
In the meantime, Jortu was crouching down and screaming as he received several more blows from Hanso.
at that time.
Pooh wow!
A black blade rose up, cracking his crouching spine.
Han So, who was smiling slyly, gets embarrassed and distances himself.
Zortu vomited blood from his back and mouth and closed his eyes, an 18-year-old dark spirit walking behind him with cold footsteps.
“Noisy.”
At the eerie words that came out as if warning, all the other guests who were outside, except Han So, went back into the room.
The ominous energy unique to a necromancer was flowing through her shadow and spreading to the surroundings.
“No matter how evil he is, can he take his life so carelessly?”
Han Xiao, the only one who did not retreat, frowned and warned her, but the dark spirit did not move an inch.
“There is no group that treats life as carelessly as a necromancer.”
“It would be nice if you took your own life so lightly.”
“I hope you realize that twisting your own neck is no different from twisting a chicken’s neck.”
Two people glaring at each other without retreating an inch. I’m watching it silently.
Zortu’s blood, spread on the floor, gradually rises into the air and writing begins to be written.
-22. A deceased guest leaves behind the rules he knew.
-23. The deceased guest’s belongings remain unclaimed in the mansion.
-24. When a guest dies, the room they are staying in opens. Until then, entry is prohibited even if the room owner allows it.
“Is there a method like this?”
Looking at the writing made of blood floating in the air, the dark spirit strokes his chin, saying it is interesting.
The letters written in blood that had floated fell to the floor again, drenching Jortu in even more misery.
After Hanso and the Dark Spirit confirmed the rules, they looked at each other again.
“If you’re thinking about finding out the rules by killing other people, you’d better not do it.”
In response to the stern warning, the dark spirit sneered rather bitterly.
“Looking at it now, it looks like this guy just found out about the other rules and made a fuss to use them?”
“… … .”
My thoughts were the same.
It was reasonable to assume that Jortu realized that he could gain rules and rewards by killing a customer, and deliberately took advantage of the opportunity.
Hanso keeps his mouth shut, as if he can’t deny it.
“I guess if there is someone who has already figured out the rules, there will be a separate reward.”
Although he is disappointed, the dark spirit mutters that he has learned one thing.
I realize once again that the atmosphere is quite different from the dark spirit I know, but she also warns me, who is standing quietly behind Hanso, for no reason.
“He said he was the same necromancer and helped me earlier. If it bothers you, it’s the same. “Don’t think you’ll get special treatment.”
When you see the thorns standing up like a hedgehog, you can immediately feel how harmful the current dark spirit has become.
But I don’t really care.
If I had to be honest, that was close to bravado.
A warning that you will not be safe if you attack carelessly, as you have discovered a rule that will not be strange no matter where and when your life is threatened.
Listening to her barbed words, I naturally turned my attention towards Jortu, but the dark spirit seemed to think that I was being ignored, and added another word.
“why? Do you think I might be an evil spirit? “Most people like that do whatever they want, so they don’t have any regrets that would turn them into evil spirits.”
I spoke with annoyance because I was a dark spirit who could only see evil spirits with strong regret and resentment.
I have spiritual eyes, so of course I can see all souls.
‘I can’t see a soul.’
I wasn’t sure if Zortu, who had just died, actually had no soul, or if his soul had been absorbed somewhere before I realized it.
In the case of the man who was Ophelia’s lover at the time, he had no soul.
“Ha, it’s not fun.”
When I didn’t react much, the dark spirit went up to the second floor.
When I thought about it, I came down from the second floor in my first appearance, so it seemed like I needed to check what was there.
At that time, maids appeared from nowhere.
The women, dressed in neat yet old-fashioned maid outfits and with skin so pale that they appear to have put on heavy makeup, bow deeply to Hanso and me.
“I will remove the body.”
“We apologize for any inconvenience caused.”
As I was watching in fascination as they wiped the blood from the floor and cleaned up Zortu’s body, Hanso sneakily approached me.
“Hello, number 110 is the last number.”
“I just came in.”
“Hmm, maybe you can find out its existence?”
Hanso asks politely.
Knowing what kind of ending the man in front of me would face gave me a very strange feeling.
“Deius Verdi. “I’m from North Weddon.”
“If it’s North Sweden, it’s Griffin? I’m sorry. “My knowledge is limited, so I don’t know who you are.”
Of course you don’t know.
At Hanso’s age now, Deius hasn’t even been born yet.
Hanso probably knew that too, so he gave me a chance to introduce myself.
But my eyes kept going towards Zortu’s body rather than Hanso.
For some reason, I felt like I couldn’t keep my eyes off that thing.
“Hmm? “Is there a problem?”
While remaining silent in response to Hanso’s questions, he looks at Jortu’s body being carried out on a stretcher.
Where are they going with that body?
The moment you feel that way.
His blood began to drip and move on the floor.
Soon it floats the shape of a letter.
-28. There are no users in Mongmajeon.
Ugh!
The writing was instantly erased by the maid’s mop.
As I slowly looked up from the dirty mop, the round eyes of the pale maid who was mopping were staring clearly at me.
She looks at me like a doll without blinking, with her eyes wide open as if they would pop out if I tap the back of her head.
He’s probably trying to figure out if I just saw that phrase.
Keeping a straight face is, unfortunately, my specialty. Instead, when he looked at her as if there was something wrong with her, he tried to wipe away the blood from her again.
Puzzle!
The space in front of me shuddered, and then a long golden pole came out of there.
The reward for finding the rule was paid.
“Maengcheonmubong?!”
Hanso shouted in surprise as if he knew about this weapon.
The creepy gazes of the two maids were already fixed on me.
“You saw it.”
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