– Volume 34, Episode 23
Episode 842
Beyond the range of the rat swarm’s activities, dark clouds settled in the sky.
And then the rain filled with ‘healing’ began to fall.
Accordingly, the negative energy that the rats had been carrying and spreading was completely washed away.
This wasn’t a perfect coping mechanism.
It is a waterproof material that does not leak water.
Because when rats burrowed into a place, there was no way to stop the energy from spreading.
However, to make it more perfect than this, much more time is needed.
Yujun couldn’t spend that much time.
‘I should go soon.’
Using stealth, he managed to sneak into a hidden space, avoiding the gaze of other players.
The scenery changed in an instant.
A city with a peaceful atmosphere was seen.
‘……what is this?’
The city was filled with beings with such powerful energy that Yoo-Jun’s mouth fell open.
‘Could they all be Musul’s subordinates?’
This city was, as I said before, a hidden space separate from the village we had just been in.
As soon as I entered the hidden space, which was no bigger than a grain of rice, a huge city unfolded before me.
It was a similar principle when warping to the Golden Temple.
Another thing to consider is the overwhelming number of living things.
Yujun was an intruder who was not permitted to enter this place.
No matter how secretive he was, he could not help but sense the intrusion of an outsider from the moment he set foot in this space.
That’s why, rather than trying to hide his presence, Yujun made it a top priority to find non-paying gamers.
I expanded my senses and turned my search for magical power to the max.
There are exactly three thousand two hundred people in the city.
There were players, more than half of whom had reached the level of demigods.
‘It’s ridiculous to think that my colleagues have now ascended to the demigod level.’
Thousands of demigods.
Isn’t this a sight you’d see at the Galaxy Market or the Battle of Banshin?
I couldn’t believe that all of these people were Muzul’s subordinates.
The harp reacted in the same way.
“Dad, there are so many strong people.”
“Right. Wouldn’t it be okay to start a war against these guys?”
It was a joke that didn’t sound like a joke.
Players, except for a few who were in the city, gathered around him.
The few who were excluded did not stay still, but went somewhere in a hurry.
One of Muzul’s subordinates who came forward as a representative opened his mouth.
“Shin Yu-jun! Where is this place… … ”
“Where is this place?”
“It’s a place you can’t come to without knowing about it.”
“Okay. Let me change the question. What kind of place are you?”
The aura of thousands of demigods at once was truly amazing.
Pressure so strong that your whole body feels numb.
The pure amount of energy emitted was not much different from that of the demon.
Of course, that’s the sum total of their energy. Even if thousands of demigods gathered together, it would be difficult to deal with one demon.
Even the gods of the divine realm drank one
I said everything because I couldn’t handle it.
‘Come to think of it, I should go get proper compensation from the one who gave me this.’
It’s not that I didn’t receive anything from them, but it wasn’t enough as compensation for going beyond the final quest and defeating the main body of the demon.
Yujun stood alone, withstood the demigods’ momentum, and took out his sword.
I didn’t come here to pick a fight or anything.
‘If no-paying players show up… … I have no choice but to kill all these demigods.’
I don’t think that each race has its own value, but I couldn’t help but feel uncomfortable because the ratio of humans was so high.
‘I don’t plan on doing it now.’
The number of living beings he had killed was countless.
To make the excuse that it was for survival, I was so obsessed with becoming stronger that I killed people who didn’t need to be killed…
There was no need to feel guilty about killing Muzul’s men.
Actually, that didn’t happen.
It’s literally just a little rough.
His new form disappeared, and fountains of blood began to spurt out everywhere.
In the blink of an eye, players who were over a hundred in number were knocked to the ground with their necks cut or their vital points attacked.
The players looked around in confusion.
No one knew where Yujun was.
When someone dies, all we know is that they have passed through there.
It was impossible to cope with the speed that was beyond imagination.
That’s why they say that one overwhelmingly strong person is more valuable than hundreds or thousands of mediocre strong people.
The fact that no planet had previously been able to block the invasion of the Demon Gods, and no matter how many demigods gathered, they could not deal with a single body that the Demon God had descended upon, was also effective.
——————
faqwiki.us
Join our Discord for new chapter updates!
https://discord.com/invite/xr7SxG5T6V
——————
This situation was no different.
There is no need to explain in detail what will unfold from now on.
It was just a scene of massacre.
Everyone knew that this was a moment where they couldn’t respond and they began to retreat, but there was nowhere for them to run.
This is because Yujun quickly installed a barrier to prevent dimension travel throughout the city.
It took 12 seconds to install a large-scale barrier to prevent dimensional travel.
It was a feat that even the gods and goddesses could not even dream of accomplishing.
In this way, an environment that was no different from hell was created for Muzul’s subordinates.
Yoo-Jun was lost in thought as he took the lives of the fleeing enemies.
‘You’re saying that no-paying players show up? Aren’t all of the people here like that?’
No matter how large the scale of what non-paying gamers do, is it only a few thousand demigods?
‘That’s amazing.’
Of course, the death of thousands of demigods was clearly a huge loss of power even for non-paying players.
Hidden in such a secret space
Just looking at it, it’s obvious that it’s not a power that can be just left alone.
‘Even I only sent people I could trust to the Golden Temple…
At that moment, Yoo-Jun suddenly released Sim Sang-Hoon from the seal.
“Is this the outside air… … ”
Sim Sang-hoon looks around with eyes that have become completely detached.
His vision was filled with the corpses of demigods.
“What is this? It doesn’t seem like you called me because you needed me.”
“I have something to check. Let’s see if you come back to life here too.”
“Aren’t you telling me to die?”
“This isn’t the first or second time you’ve experienced this, right?”
“What you want to confirm is, is this place where resurrection might not apply?”
“that’s right.”
“Then I might face eternal death?”
“yes.”
“Will you do it?”
Sim Sang-hoon looked at her with eyes filled with disbelief.
“If you don’t do it, I’ll kill you.”
“… … Then what are you going to do instead of killing me?”
“It’s meaningless if I kill you. Try fighting the demigods and die.”
“You’re asking too much, you psychopath.”
“I can’t deny it.”
The side effects of composure were definitely there.
Being overly cold-hearted.
That’s both an advantage and a disadvantage, but he
I have no complaints as he is a great contributor to the cause that has allowed me to survive until now.
Shim Sang-hoon knew he had no choice.
He asked with resignation.
“Can I just run to the other person without thinking?”
“Yes. And don’t worry too much. There is definitely a chance of resurrection.”
Yujun summoned Tapagol.
After that, I invited Sim Sang-hoon to the party.
It was to utilize Tapagol’s resurrection ability.
If Sim Sang-hoon were to be resurrected, and the resurrection effect of Tapagol had disappeared, then it would mean that he could have really died.
“But what makes you think this can stop my immortality? I have no idea.”
“Yes, that ability may have come about because you played the game without paying any money.”
“……huh?”
“Don’t ask me any specific questions and just go. I don’t have much time.”
In this hidden space, Yoojun was reminded of the clones of Sim Sang-hoon that he had encountered in the abyss.
Because something exactly like their energy was prevalent here.
It wasn’t just that they resembled each other or were similar, but that they had the same energy that couldn’t be taken away.
Just discovering this energy would be considered a small achievement, but if I could gather and defeat the subordinates of the non-paying gamers, it would be even better.
In short, enter this hidden space
It means you’re glad you came.
‘Did the non-paying gamer directly get involved with Sim Sang-hoon? Or was it just a coincidence?’
Sim Sang-hoon is an irregular.
The same goes for non-paying gamers and regular players.
He who was insignificant in data fragments is actually playing the role of the leader in such a big way.
Naturally, Sim Sang-hoon was no match for the demigods.
He was, as usual, not far from the place where he died.
Resurrected.
Without the effect of Tapagol’s title being applied.
‘… … The ability to become immortal is maintained.’
Yujun checked to see if there were any changes in the space for non-paying gamers.
‘I don’t know.’
Even if there was a very small change, it was impossible for him, with his keen senses, to not notice it.
Sim Sang-hoon’s death and resurrection had no effect on this world.
‘Wasn’t the energy from this place being used?’
Well, one guess was wrong.
“Hey. Am I okay? You didn’t do it, did you?”
“no.”
“Somehow, the feeling of resurrection feels familiar.”
“Do you feel that way too?”
“You don’t know because you haven’t died?”
Sim Sang-hoon burst into laughter.
“Is it something to brag about to have died?”
“It could be something to brag about. It’s something that living people don’t experience. Most of the time, right?”
“That’s not wrong.”
“So? Am I of no use now? Are you going to throw me away?”
“yet.”
“How long do I have to continue living like this?”
” forever.”
Although Sim Sang-hoon spoke as if he was dissatisfied, it was Yoo-jun who did not sympathize with him.
“If I’m going to die anyway, I’ll be cooperative.
“I might not be able to go out?”
“Are you threatening me?”
“… … Is that Death Field or something like that going on for me too, by any chance?”
“If you come out just now.”
“John X is scary.”
“When I return to Earth, I can release you. I promise you this one thing.”
” really?”
“I said two things with one mouth… … but whether you believe it or not, it’s your freedom.”
“Believe it, believe it! It’s like a Korean
“Would you really say something like that without any reason? Huh?”
“Let’s die a few more times than that.”
“… … How can you tell someone to die so easily?”
“Isn’t this easy for you?”
“It’s not easy even if I do it hundreds of times. But if it’s what you ask me to do, I have no choice but to do it.”
Following Yoo Jun’s orders, Sim Sang Hoon ran out to Saji.
The repeated deaths of Sim Sang-hoon had meaning.
‘There is a place where the energy is fluctuating…’
If the slight fluctuation we just detected was not a coincidence, then this is the perfect opportunity to uncover the secret of Sim Sang-hoon’s immortality.
Yujun drew up his magic power before moving to the place where he sensed the change.
It was to clean up the remaining Musul men.
It would take an enormous amount of magical power to use magic that could blow away half a body, let alone an entire city, in one blow.
So he started to pour out his magic power without sparing any effort, and a system message appeared at a somewhat unfamiliar timing to him.
[When magic power reaches a certain level, you acquire the trait Overflow (EX).]
“what?”
If the magical power suddenly increased, I can understand, but why did it appear the moment a large amount of magical power was drawn?
With so much horsepower available at once?
Anyway, the overflow that was obtained out of the blue had the effect of greatly increasing the efficiency of the already large amount of magic power.
It was a precious, precious passive ability, a trait that helped him even when he did nothing.
‘If I do this, I can check the power right away?’
Wasn’t that the moment you were about to use magic?
It was the moment he was about to use Meteor Strike magic.
“Now, just a moment!”
My inventory is weird
fantasy,
