< 70. Dragon Lover, Dragon Habitat, Dragon Slaughterer (4) >
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The reasons for accepting the commission were complex.
In order of less importance, I wanted to find out for sure what kind of person the vampire who was Cassie’s childhood friend and close friend was, and it didn’t seem like a bad idea to put the heir to the sixth generation conglomerate in debt.
And the most important reason was Minjun’s interest in the race that was looking for the real talent.
The next morning, Minjun went down to the first floor bookstore.
“What a strange family structure.”
Lakefield pushed up his glasses as he stared at the video the store owner showed him.
“Half-elf triplets? They seem to have a slight age difference for triplets born through artificial insemination.”
Minjun asked.
“Will it take a long time?”
“What are you talking about? With such a unique family structure, we should be able to find it quickly. That is, unless there is a barrier like the one the old dragon himself installed last time.”
When it comes to finding someone, no one goes further than Lakefield.
And after another day, the spirit summoned by the elf searched all over Korea and found the target that Minjun had pointed out. It was an impossible performance for a ghost with an overly distorted ego or a ghost with an overly strong ego.
And Minjun felt that through Lakefield’s words, the woman’s identity and outline became clearer.
“I found the half-children. But they were with some kind of monster. They were a race with eight legs, but the spirit was scared and ran away, so I couldn’t share their detailed appearance with them.”
As he said that, Lakefield asked with a worried expression. He seemed very worried about the children who seemed to be trapped with the monster, even though there was no connection.
“Are you going to go save those kids?”
Minjun hesitated for a moment before saying this.
“Similar.”
Then Lakefield seemed to have no more doubts.
“That’s fortunate.”
It was the words of someone who had no doubt that if Minjun stepped forward, things would be resolved in some way and those poor children would be saved.
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Minjun left the bookstore and headed straight to a commercial-residential complex in Sangsu-dong.
‘That’s unexpected.’
I didn’t expect that illegal immigrants would stay in these luxury apartments instead of the Oak community where they usually hide out.
‘It’s true that this is a place where many elves live. So if you blend in, you won’t be noticed much···.’
The reason criminals avoid these places is because of the plentiful CCTV cameras installed there.
If he were the successor of the unfinished business, he would have even reached out to the state-controlled CCTV footage server to track the woman’s movements.
Moreover, considering the ecology of the Ober spider, it would have been going in and out several times to lure prey.
‘If I had used invisibility magic to move, there would have been chaos because of the security system of this high-class building.’
In the midst of all this, I could only think of one reason why I wasn’t followed by Mitchum.
When I go out, I transform into another person.
It also has a completely different appearance, enough to avoid detection by unauthorized people.
‘Are you saying that you are polymorphing into other forms besides the pure-blooded elf flesh in the video?’
For ordinary people, it is a very difficult and time-consuming task.
For a race with an ordinary brain, it would be difficult to draw the shape of the target of transformation in a more precise way than a 3D rendering. When Minjun transformed into a troll and invaded the nest of the sky, it was not for nothing that he entrusted the spell to Jenkinson.
‘It’s hard for the Dragon Race to create even one type of body… so they can create other forms too?’
Beep!
The place the spirit spoke of was the penthouse on the top floor of an apartment building. As the elevator went higher, Minjun could feel strange waves ringing in his head.
‘Isn’t this magic?’
It was not a ideological school that learned and used magic, represented by message magic.
A species that can be used without learning. There is a species nearby that communicates with biological brain waves.
As he approached the upper floor, Minjun could smell a strong scent. And when he finally reached the front door of the penthouse, he almost clicked his tongue.
‘You do all sorts of things.’
There was a plausible barrier built around the door. It wasn’t the kind sold by the witches’ guild, but one built by the sorcerer herself. It seemed like it was probably designed by the spider inside.
But the structure was very strange.
‘The technique itself is very basic. It’s nothing special. But the skill that went into designing it…’
To put it simply, it’s like this.
In most cases, if you want to get a result of 100 using 1 as the material, you just multiply 1 by 100. That’s an advanced technique.
However, this barrier was designed to produce a result of 100 by adding ninety-nine times in the moment when the sorcerer condenses his magical power, which is less than 0.1 seconds. It is a low-level technique, but if you look at the effects, it is just as good as a high-level technique.
The problem is that to do this, the brain must compute at a speed close to that of a CPU.
‘Or maybe an entire brain is dedicated to magical calculations.’
With this thought in mind, Minjun disables the barrier and enters.
As soon as the door opened, my nose felt like it was going to fall off. The stench was so bad. It was probably a pheromone from a different species that only Minjun could detect, and the other residents of the apartment couldn’t.
All over the walls, there were dead bodies of various races, including orcs, humans, Baliens, and elves, entangled in spiderwebs and stuck to the walls. Almost none of the corpses were intact. They were full of signs of having been eaten. Through the skeletons, Minjun realized that they were all male.
Minjun flew towards the source of the smell.
bang!
The door flies off.
=No!=
And Minjun froze as he looked at the scenery unfolding before him.
“!”
Up until now, all the corpses that have passed by have been used as food, and the testicles seem not to have been recycled. As evidence of this, the only children left here are three half-elf brothers.
In the meantime, everything has grown rapidly beyond comparison to the video.
Their faces were all similar. It was not hard to find traces of Edward. And beyond their appearances, Minjun could feel something that tied them all together.
His senses, beyond his five senses, are telling him that those kids are not normal.
From the eldest who seemed to be old enough to express himself clearly to the third who was barely able to walk, they stood in the middle of the room silently, looking at Minjun, without saying a word.
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The boys’ faces were expressionless. Their eyes were empty and emotionless.
And after that···.
‘What the heck is that?’
It was a form that allowed one to sense the clear malice held by the ‘creator’.
=How···How here!=
This ‘nest’ was protected by a thorough physical barrier, but there was no provision for the intrusion of spiritual beings.
It is unclear whether they simply learned the essential spells for survival, such as luring prey and repelling predators, or whether they simply did not think that far ahead.
As a result, the owner of the nest was very embarrassed.
=Who are you!=
Its overall outline, emitting psychic waves, resembles a giant spider lying on its stomach.
What’s puzzling, however, is that traces of creatures other than spiders are also clearly visible.
‘······Mixed?’
=Why, why doesn’t it work?=
The scent grew thicker in the humid air. It tried to seduce Minjun, but it didn’t work.
He observes his opponent with a frozen gaze.
As the spirit said, it had eight legs. However, only five of them were functioning properly. The remaining three were like half-bloomed flower buds, or vestigial organs that had been omitted during the evolution process.
The legs that functioned showed the typical arthropod joints, but at the ends were claws. The skin that covered it was not the soft outer skin typical of spiders. It was glossy black scales, each of which could be clearly distinguished by the eye.
And the ugliest thing of all was the face.
It was grotesquely distorted, as if it had been struck with a hammer. The left corner of his mouth and his left eyebrow were crushed together, exposing his teeth and gums. Where his nostrils should have been, a long, slit, pink mass bulged.
However, it did not appear to be a result of the injury. It was the way he was born.
Although the head was like burnt, melted, crumpled plastic, Minjun couldn’t help but think of a certain race when he saw the overall shape of the head and, above all, the shape of the horns that sprouted from it.
‘······dragon?’
That’s right.
The creature before my eyes seemed like a violent mixture of a dragon and a spider.
‘This is terrible!’
Minjun felt disgusted at the sight.
‘Who the hell? How?’
And Minjun notices another fact.
‘Wait a minute… what if you think that monster is also a type of dragon? And what if you think it was the result of someone’s intervention?’
Something cold passes across my spine.
He looked back. He recalled the strange events that had happened around him recently. Some of them seemed related, and some seemed completely separate.
‘They have something in common.’
One. A dragon developed a virus to kill dragons.
One. A group of people who turned the dragon’s lair into a trap to steal the virus appeared.
One. The dragon kidnapped the dragon in order to save it and tried to force the dragon’s ghost to possess it.
One. A bizarre creature that is a mix of dragon and alien has been discovered.
‘Isn’t that too much of a coincidence?’
There was one keyword that unified all of these events.
Dragon.
‘What on earth is going on?’
While he was lost in thought for a moment with a hardened expression, the spider, or dragon spider, desperately emitted a mental wave. It was a desperate attempt after being convinced that he could not seduce the opponent.
=Protect me! Children! Protect me!=
He shouted desperately, but it was more like a scream that was uttered by a spirit that was pushed to its limit. The fighting ability of the ‘soldiers’ who were less than ten days old was not enough to overcome the current situation.
Beep!
The Queen Spider’s psychic wave that controlled the children rang out, and the soldiers rushed at Minjun at their own speeds.
They were children who had not been able to fill the stone, and they were not only mixed with the blood of an intelligent being from Earth, but also with the blood of some other creature. These children approached me as if they had been brainwashed, but I could not bring myself to kill them.
Minjun spits out curses and curses.
“······!”
The spell was repelled by a powerful anti-magic force that was not permitted to ordinary half-elves. Even though there was not a single artifact to be found on their bodies.
Then Minjun immediately changed his method of subduing them. A shadow flowed out from the steps and raced along the floor. It formed a vine-like shape and fell on the children.
What I saw immediately afterwards gave me goosebumps again. The shadow whip had tightly bound the children’s bodies, but not a single one of them burst into tears.
When the children were completely subdued, Minjun learned why the monster was lying still instead of fighting back.
Push!
From the buttocks of the overturned spider, a squishy, translucent sphere burst out, oozing mucus.
It was an egg.
As it hit the ground, its outer mucous membrane burst, revealing the soaking wet body of a half-elf slayer.
Fourth child.
The moment Minjun burst through the door, the monster happened to be giving birth to another soldier.
The newborn baby’s eyes were wide open. It was not flailing its limbs or crying.
Calm and quiet eyes.
‘Who on earth created such a hybrid?’
Minjun feels confused.
I had no intention of killing that monster right away. But how was I going to subdue it?
Curses don’t work. It’s like fighting a dragon. So if we have to compare, we’ll have to use a similar method to the one used to catch Edelines.
The problem is that such a ‘dragon’ does not exist in Minjun’s memory. It cannot be considered a fire dragon like Jenkinson, nor is it a brain dragon like Changcheon.
So the problem that was giving him the most headache was this: he didn’t have the knowledge in his head of how much he could tear it without dying, and how much he could tear it without dying.
It was absurd.
‘A dragon I don’t know!’
Even he, who was recognized as the best slaughterman in the area after his master passed away two hundred years ago, couldn’t get a handle on it.
I’m angry.
Take out your disoriented anger on someone who isn’t there.
‘That’s why we need to do a moderate amount of breeding! If such deformed offspring come out and we sow the seeds, good-natured businessmen like me will have to take the blame for the aftermath!’
Ironically, he was the one who loved dragons more than anyone else, having killed the most dragons around him. There was probably no one on this planet who had killed dragons on such a large scale. Therefore, if such a disgusting, crippled dragon were to wander around carelessly eating livestock and hatching young, the probability that he would be harmed was…
‘Wait, what?’
Minjun barely managed to escape from the immersion that was trying to deepen.
‘What am I thinking right now?’
With a heavy breath, Minjun returned to the prisoner’s way of thinking. He brought the prisoner’s memories to the forefront again.
I started thinking about realistic hunting methods again.
Pushing the confusing memories far away.
‘I can’t touch the head because I don’t know the anatomy.’
If you aim for a concussion in the part of the body that controls magic, you might end up crushing the brain altogether.
‘So, if we want to capture him alive, this is the only way!’
Once the decision was made, the action was quick.
A cloud of boiling black steam spreads out.
=Gyaaaah!=
The monster was prepared to give up even its own children if necessary. It counterattacked as if it was going to blow up the nest, and poured out basic spells. Not all creatures give birth to children for the purpose of spreading their DNA. From the beginning, those children were nothing more than a means of intimidation to the monster, and even if they grow up to be excellent soldiers, they will not have the ability to reproduce. They are just tools that are used once and thrown away as guards and workers.
However, the monster’s spells were completely destroyed by Minjun. The inmate even managed to retrieve a newborn baby by casting a shadow during the process.
Only then did Minjun finally throw away the swaying darkness as sharp as a blade.
=Gyaaaah!=
After cutting off and pulling out all eight of the monster’s legs, regardless of whether they were functional or just vestigial, it finally stopped resisting and collapsed, spitting up blood.
‘Got it.’
It was a truly unpleasant task.
It wasn’t clear whether the reason Minjun was in such a bad mood was because of the other person’s strange appearance, the old memories that flooded back at an unexpected moment, or the faces of the children staring blankly at him from the shadows.
And then there was a brief silence.
Beep beep…
The brain waves of the monster controlling the children stopped.
At that moment.
“······Euaaaah!”
The youngest child, who had just been born today, finally burst into tears. And his cries spread to the other boys who had been born three days apart.
In this way, the four boys continued to cry for a long time, as if they were finally going to let out all the tears they had been holding back.
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