Conquest of the Other World (1)
-Dimension name: Devore
-Registration Number: A-034BM
-Dimension Type: Fantasy
– Risk level: Very high, survival priority
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Information from the Returnees’ Association, which I had been familiar with before coming here, but which had completely stopped being updated several years ago.
Hans, who had roughly organized the thoughts that came to his mind, slowly looked around.
‘This is it···.’
The basement he showed up in was decorated in a typical occult style that you would only see in an old horror movie.
Starting with the blood-stained patterns written all over the room, to the crushed candles worn down to the floor, to the piled-up bones and skulls forming an altar, and even a human arm and eye placed on top of it, still dripping with fresh blood.
‘The dimension from which the executioner came.’
His gaze, which had been staring blankly at the body parts rolling around at his feet as he stood on the altar, turned forward.
To the place where a young man with one eye and one arm was found, who seemed to be holding up well, but then eventually foamed at the mouth and passed out.
‘You said he was the Great Demon of Eternity?’
As far as I know, that was definitely the alias that the executioner used in this world.
It seems that this ritual was performed with the purpose of summoning the bastard.
He glanced around again and shook his head slightly.
‘They’re all a mess. They really did a great job of preparing to summon the devil.’
No matter how detailed the format was, if it was at his level, he could understand it just by looking at it once.
That there is no mystery involved in this ritual.
If he had any natural talent, he might have been able to force himself to raise his potential from the floor, but no matter how I looked at it, the young man seemed to have no talent in that area.
“Keuhuu …
As I was clicking my tongue like that, a thin groan was suddenly heard from below.
A pitiful voice that stops and starts as if it would suffocate at any moment.
Hans looked down at the young man who had just come to his senses as if he was surprised.
[Huh? Pretty good.]
Although he was suppressing it to some extent, the aura of fear emanating from his body right now was at a level where he couldn’t even raise his head straight.
It could be said that it is an intangible violence that brings despair by its mere existence.
But who would have thought he could overcome that oppression with one arm and an eye removed and his body in such poor condition?
‘At least his mental strength is worth lenient on.’
Hans slowly stroked his chin.
It was purely coincidental that he appeared during the ceremony the young man was performing.
Who would have thought that he would be performing this ritual at the very moment he first stepped into this world?
‘···No, can’t we just say it was a coincidence?’
The Executioner is a being called the Great Demon of Eternity in this world.
It was only natural that a prospective contract holder wishing to summon such a being would choose a place with a connection to the being as the ritual site.
And he himself must have been drawn here by that earnest wish.
‘The bastard’s rank was too high, so I couldn’t extract accurate location information. So I passed it over, allowing for a slight margin of error···.’
At this point, I had to see it as fate rather than coincidence.
Hans, his glaring eyes lowered, looked at the young man quietly.
And then I opened my mouth to him, who was shaking like an aspen tree all over his body but trying to come to his senses somehow.
[Hehe, good. You still don’t lose your mind even with this body in front of you. This guy seems pretty useful.]
“Ah, ahhh…. Go, thank you!”
Since we had come to a new dimension, securing local information sources was essential.
The things I knew before I visited were already long past their expiration date.
In that sense, that young man could be said to be the most appropriate person to choose at the moment.
‘Then what should I do about that? If I leave it like this, it won’t last long and it will die.’
The eyeballs and forearms that had been lying on the altar flew into Hans’ palm, which he slightly extended forward.
A body part that appears to have been cut off by oneself as a payment for consciousness.
However, they had already decayed to the point where their original form had collapsed.
‘You were so close to me, I couldn’t help it.’
But it didn’t really matter.
Because he was a warlock, not a cleric.
I had no intention of sticking it on properly anyway.
Hwaruk—
A black flame burst out from his palm.
A pitch-black flame so ominous that it looks like the abyss at the bottom of a deep underground.
However, rather than being burned away, the eyeballs and arms absorbed the fire and gradually regained their original form.
If I had to point out a difference from before, it would be that it started to have a pitch-black sheen, as if it had been carved from obsidian.
[Okay— then.]
And again, right after Hans’ mouth opened.
The body parts he had been holding in his hands flew through the air, engulfed in black flames.
Towards the place where they were originally attached.
Chewy—!
“Kwaaaaak—!”
A tearing scream, accompanied by the sound of red-hot iron cutting flesh, echoed through the basement.
A young man was rolling around on the floor like crazy after a dramatic reunion with the body he had to let go of.
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It was a natural rejection reaction that occurred when a body that was already completely dead mixed with the power of death that rejected life.
[If you can’t even overcome that, you can’t be my contractor. Prove your worth yourself. The real story comes later.]
Hans looked down at the young man with his eyes rolled back in extreme pain and scolded him coldly.
Of course, it wasn’t my intention to harass the innocent out of a needless grudge.
‘In a world like this, it’s hard to trust someone who tried to make a deal with the devil.’
It is a chain and a surveillance device that will never allow you to betray yourself.
So to speak, it was merely a necessary signing of terms and conditions prior to a full-fledged contract.
Of course, accepting that wasn’t without its drawbacks.
Not only did he regain his lost eyes and arms, but he also took a part of death into his body, so he must have developed some immunity to the aura of death that Hans exudes.
Just by facing this like before, I won’t have to froth at the mouth and faint.
‘It’s also because my body is optimized for necromancy.’
From now on, you will see things you couldn’t see before through the eyes of the dead, and you will handle things you shouldn’t be able to handle using the arms of the dead.
Necromancy is a supernatural ability that shines even more in a world where death is rampant, so it would not be an exaggeration to say that it is the best ability in such a world.
[Hmm, did you lose your mind after all? Still, this is good enough. I can look forward to the future.]
Hans nodded slowly as he looked at the young man who was writhing on the floor, having finally fainted from the shock of his new body settling in.
And then I left him alone and slowly walked outside.
‘I don’t know when that guy will wake up, so I should at least get a rough idea of the situation.’
Devore, a world that fell into ruin long ago and became a closed dimension.
A stranger stepped into it.
A huge step that will shake up this entire stagnant world.
***
McCarthy was a rather special young man.
There is nothing he has not done since he was young in order to survive, and murder is no exception.
Just like everyone in this world.
‘If you don’t kill me first, I will die.’
That was the truth of life he had realized from a young age.
Being able to realize this early allowed him to survive tenaciously until he became an adult.
Even while the parents who gave birth to him and the gang he hung out with couldn’t hold out for long and died.
It was around that time that he realized his own specialness.
‘It’s dangerous here. We need to escape somewhere else.’
His survival instinct was nothing short of amazing.
In a situation where there was no warning, he was keenly aware of the danger that was approaching him.
I couldn’t predict exactly when and what kind of situation would occur, but it was enough to survive for the time being.
Because when you sense a crisis, it’s a matter of getting as far away from that place as possible without worrying about the consequences.
After that, he became a wanderer and started wandering from place to place.
From cave villages that shun outsiders, to canyons filled with marauders, to ruined underground cities and surface castles ruled by demon contractors.
He was naturally stronger than others, so he was able to survive life-threatening incidents and accidents with tenacity.
In the process, he was able to capture many of the sights of this world.
The sky is dark all year round because the sun does not rise.
A barren land where only strange plants that are no different from monsters remain.
A small number of survivors barely making ends meet in the ruins left by the destruction of civilization.
And even the demon contractors who cling to the devil and rule over the few survivors.
There was no land in this world that could be farmed normally.
Those who formed a group were all armed groups that engaged in plunder and hunting, and if they were a little large, they were all no different from slaves gathered around devil contractors.
And McCarthy, who thought he would spend the rest of his life wandering and dying on the streets.
I happened to come across a ruined village and met the woman of my destiny.
‘Delia···.’
A lifesaver who extended a helping hand when you were injured by a minor mistake and your life was in danger as it got worse.
In this world where you cannot survive without killing others, altruistic acts are enough to shine in their own right.
‘If it were me, I would have killed him and taken his loot first.’
Her good deeds were not directed only to herself.
Even though she had a hard time surviving on her own, she took in orphans who had nowhere to go while selling her body.
A ray of light in a world filled with darkness.
It was only natural that I fell for her.
He, who had been a wanderer, settled in the village that day and gradually developed a relationship with her while helping her with her work for over a year.
I had never been more grateful for my own strong body than then.
And the poison called love that dug into his heart as he lived alone his whole life.
It definitely addicted him and drove him to despair.
Hwaruk—
Fiercely burning flames and black smoke.
The now familiar, acrid smell of burning corpses.
A town with ruined houses and no sign of life.
The space that once felt warm was now stained with blood and death.
He couldn’t do anything.
‘Why.’
I warned her of the danger, but she didn’t listen.
No, to be exact, I understood what he said, but I did not follow it.
Couldn’t do it.
There were too many things she had to take responsibility for to abandon everything and escape to be alone with him.
And McCarthy.
As it always has been···.
‘······.’
And after a long time, he returned to the village and belatedly regretted it.
I will escape even if I have to kidnap her by force.
I would rather stay with her till the end and die here.
I thought it would be okay since it was something I had been used to doing over and over again, but the feeling of loss that felt like a hole had been drilled into my heart did not get better no matter how much time passed.
‘Who are you?’
It wasn’t that difficult to figure out the omen.
In the first place, the other party was someone who had no need to hide the fact that they had done something like this.
He is the lord of the largest castle in existence on earth.
Lapua, the contractor of the Great Demon, who stands at the very top of the demons that roam this world.
The ‘hunting festival’ he held for his master was the cause of this tragedy.
‘The Infinite Demon. And Lapua.’
There was no possibility of revenge.
It was the right choice to just forget everything and leave to survive.
As it has been so far.
Just like it was just a little while ago.
But even though he had let everything go, he did not give up.
After struggling to find a way to make the most of my abilities,
He finally managed to get his hands on one record.
‘The Great Demon of Eternity.’
A being that was called the strongest in the world before becoming the Infinite Demon.
One of the main culprits who suddenly disappeared from the world about a hundred years ago, killing countless warriors and ultimately destroying the world.
‘If only I could make a contract with him…!’
He didn’t care that his opponent was a demon, just like the target of his revenge.
In this world, it wasn’t uncommon for demon contractors and demons to kill each other.
He had heard that the Archdemon, who was no different from the Lord of Demons, was not on good terms with him, so he might have welcomed his proposal.
So he prepared the ritual, crossing all sorts of obstacles with the goal of summoning the Great Demon of Eternity.
[The Great Demon of Eternity…? Where did you get such a lowly name?]
at last.
Failed to achieve the goal.
[Kekekeke, this body is the king of all the dead and the ruler of death. I am Hannibal Strauss.]
But he did not give up.
If there is a being that can belittle the Great Demon of Eternity, who has been said to be the strongest for a hundred years, with the word ‘low-level’.
I thought that if there was a being who could call himself the ‘Master of Death’, there might still be a chance.
‘Even if that’s just a lie from the devil.’
And as a result of using the last of my strength to cling to my opponent…
Hoooow—
A high sky where the ground seems far away.
“Ughh …
McCarthy gritted his teeth as he recalled the past, feeling a burning pain in his left eye and left arm, stimulated by the bitter wind.
And he took a deep breath as he looked at his ‘master’, who was looking down at the ground indifferently from the high sky just like him.
[Hmm, okay. So you’re saying that the demons, including that Infinite Demon, are the ones who made the world like this?]
“Yes… you could say that. In fact, it happened so long ago, and as you can see, there was no way to properly record it, so only the demons involved would know the exact truth. Including the contract holders who heard the story from those demons.”
He answered the questions faithfully as he had done so far.
Fortunately, thanks to my experience wandering around and hearing various rumors, I was able to answer most of the questions without difficulty.
[Yeah, that’s right.]
A short word that rings out ominously.
Hoooooow—!
Immediately after those words were spoken, their bodies floating in the air quickly descended to the ground.
The pain radiating from McCarthy’s arms and eyes also grew, but he gritted his teeth and somehow managed to suppress his screams.
[Well, I don’t mind knowing the details.]
Hans, who was lightly stepping on the ground, muttered quietly without even looking at the staggering McCarthy.
Just from the explanation I’ve heard so far, I know for sure what I should do and how to do it.
[Anyway, isn’t the root cause the devils? Then the problem can be solved by getting rid of them all. Hehe!]
A monster who calmly spouts nonsense while laughing quietly.
But McCarthy couldn’t say anything in response to that.
Because I was dependent on my arms and eyes, I could feel it intuitively.
That is definitely not just empty talk, but a statement based on confidence.
‘No way, really···.’
The moment he swallowed without realizing it.
The change had already begun.
Kkiyaaaaak—
Woohoo—
Ehhhhhh—
He looked up at the sky, startled by the wailing coming from all directions.
He could see what was happening clearly through his left eye, the eye of a dead man, carved from obsidian.
“ah.”
Countless souls covered the entire gloomy sky, not knowing when they had arrived.
They easily numbered in the thousands and were pouring down here like waves.
And as if representing them, the ghost at the very front of the group, wearing a black veiled hat and a dress like mourning clothes, fell down before the king.
[Olivia.]
[Please give your order··· Your Majesty···. The girl··· has been brought here···.]
Olivia the Banshee Queen, head of the Immortal Army’s intelligence department.
She bowed her head respectfully, having been gathering the ghosts that filled this land at the king’s command since McCarthy lost consciousness.
[Find it.]
Towards the great master who reaches beyond one world and finally into another dimension.
[Those who reign at the top of this world.]
[I will follow your orders···!]
It was the moment when her notoriety, which had transcended the limits of the dimension called Outerica, took root even in the dimension of Devore.
