Return of the Frozen Player Chapter 442

Return of the Frozen Player 442

Night of the Dead (5)

“What nonsense!”

Faced with man-made disasters and disasters, Najad screamed.

But now is the time to come up with countermeasures, not denial of reality.

‘Damn it… …

He shed bloody tears and summoned all of his collections.

“Damn it, damn it! These are not things that will be consumed in a place like this!”

These are the corpses that he intended to use when taking revenge on the earth that expelled him later.

He rotted and rotted for more than a dozen years in the barren Outland just for that day.

“Seo Jun-ho oh oh oh!”

Killing his disciples wasn’t enough, taking away his own dreams.

Najad looked at Seo Jun-ho as if to tear him to death, and his eyes glowed with a thick murderous glint.

“Suri, from now on is important.”

Either way, Seo Jun-ho’s mind was focused elsewhere.

“Naturally like water flows.”

“Like building a toad house, right? you know.”

So-so-so-so-so-so-so-so!

At the same time as the feeling of mana flowing out of the body.

The river that swept through everything

Some of them are still frozen.

“Hey profit!”

“Lord, die!”

“Uh.. Huh?”

The Heretic Judges, who had prepared for death in the approaching tidal wave, blinked their eyes.

“ice… … roof?”

“Whoa, whoa. lived.”

The frozen river water made a thick, strong roof that kept them from getting hit by a single drop.

The only thing the river washes away is the enemy, the corpse.

“Goooooooooo!”

“Agh!”

Tens of thousands of normal corpses and special objects that Najad personally worked on.

All of them were equally beaten by the river and their whole bodies were smashed.

“Damn it! move on! hurry!”

Najad Hollow was using tens of thousands of corpses to build a huge wall obliquely in front of me.

It was the intention to change the direction of the river like Seo Jun-ho did.

‘If you put a barrier in front of the wall of this corpse, it’s worth turning the direction of the waterway.’

The moment when Najad, so convinced, puts a barrier on the wall of corpses.

“Frost.”

Seo Jun-ho, who rode the river and reached the corpse, commanded in a cold voice.

“Pierce it.”

“As you wish.”

Stagger!

The momentary vision becomes dizzy

Let your mental strength falter for a moment.

“Ice Horn.”

Jeezy, so, so, so, so, so!

The water of the river, which writhed through the plain, froze as it was and tore the walls of the corpse to shreds.

“Ouweeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeek

Najad Hollow was shocked and vomited blood because the barrier was instantly destroyed.

“Cool, cool!”

But with no time to straighten up, he was left with a sense of brittle hair.

body flung sideways

“It feels better than I thought.”

In his place was a slender spear.

Woo woo woo!

Seo Jun-ho, who pulled out the white dragon from the floor, looked at Najad Hollow.

He sentenced with his lowered eyes.

“No matter how hard you try, you will die today.”

Even the Heavenly Demon couldn’t say such cruel things to herself.

Najad, whose pride was shattered, gritted his teeth.

“Yes, I admit it. You guys are strong.”

He was strong enough to make his body tremble just by holding his opponent in his eyes.

When did he become so strong, why did he leave it alone until he grew up like this?

Too much time had already passed for this kind of regret.

“Originally, a picture like this shouldn’t have been drawn.”

How many corpses did he carry?

There were 180,000 of them.

With that number, no matter how much Seo Jun-ho is, it’s normal if he can’t arrive in front of his eyes.

In fact, if he had dealt with that group one by one, he would have run out of stamina before he could even see his face.

‘but.’

river water.

That variable, like a natural disaster, overturned the whole situation like a lie.

Ten thousand units of corpses vanished in vain, and he was left defenseless.

“… … come out.”

Najad Hollow let out a sigh and a sturdy corpse appeared in front of him.

The moment he saw the three marbles embedded in its chest, Seo Jun-ho murmured.

“Maok.”

“I know you well. This is Colonel Tsarbokk, a former executive of the Mine Association.”

He was looking somewhere with empty eyes, like a marionette.

“It’s my masterpiece that surpasses Death Knight, I can dare to say.”

The basic base was also excellent, and he himself made it with the best effort.

It would not be a waste to add the modifier of successive times, as there were as many as ‘three’ of them, including the magic stone.

“and? also?”

When Seo Jun-ho asked in a cold voice, Najad snorted.

“You are arrogant. Even if it’s you, that’s only after dealing with the colonel… …

Najad Hollow’s expression suddenly stiffened as he continued to speak.

His body stopped, only his eyes slowly rolling sideways.

Took.

Fall down. Colonel’s lower body.

I couldn’t even see where the upper body had gone.

There are only rough cuts left, as if an animal had bitten them.

‘Wait, when?’

Take your eyes off your opponent’s body for a second

was not

He obviously thought that if he assisted the colonel and fought 2 to 1, he might win.

“also? Take out everything you have.”

Now, at Seo Jun-ho’s cold request, there was no snoring.

My head just rolled quickly.

‘What is the probability of escape?’

There was one teleport scroll in the inventory.

What if you spread all the barriers with your remaining magic power and tear it apart?

‘I can live.’

Najad Hollow pretended to be relaxed and said with his hands behind his back.

“I have no choice but to admit it. You are much stronger than I expected.”

“indeed. Just now, he was the last bastion.”

Seo Jun-ho raised his left hand and smiled.

“Why are you running away? The ring worn on the hand of your pupil. I’m wearing it, can’t I get it back?”

Najad Hollow’s sunken cheeks trembled.

Disciple, disciple, his last disciple, Arma.

The talent he possessed was so outstanding that if he had only reached the second floor, he would surely have gained notoriety.

Blood trickled from Najad Hollow’s lips.

I wanted to tear the man in front of me to pieces right now, but it was impossible in reality.

‘instead. This disgrace today, no matter what. certainly.’

I will pay you back.

Najad Hollow, who shed bloody tears, built dozens of layers of defenses on her body.

Then, I opened my inventory and took out the ‘Teleport Scroll’ and quickly tore it up.

……

I could hear Seo Jun-ho muttering something, but his body successfully left the spot.

“Whoa.”

I don’t know what he said at the end.

‘But more than I thought, I didn’t look embarrassed.’

Why?

Najad Harlow frowned between the goals and shook his head.

It was a dawn followed by great damage.

Because he lost all of his legions and even lost one of his arms.

“… … However, we can start over.”

As long as you have your own ability, ‘Chief of the Corps of Death (S)’, you can start again as many times as you like.

The moment when Najad Hollow turned around after accepting today’s defeat cleanly.

rattle, rattle.

He shuddered as if he had seen a ghost.

Because Seo Jun-ho. Because a human who is worse than the devil has flown through the sky to where he is.

“You don’t look very happy.”

widely! Seo Jun-ho lightly landed on the floor and muttered in a low voice.

“Uh, how… …

“It hasn’t been a day or two since I dealt with Majin, and I can tell what he’s thinking just by looking at his eyes.”

He read ‘abandonment’ in Najad Hollow’s eyes.

The next choice for those who give up fighting is usually flight rather than death.

So, the moment Najad Hollow tore the ‘Teleport Scroll’, Seo Jun-ho muttered.

-Target engraved, Najad Hollow.

Called. Thanks to that, I was able to tear off the ‘tracking scroll’ and move to the place where it was at once.

I”

Najad Hollow’s head turned white.

This was not in his plans. It was something that shouldn’t have happened.

‘I was defeated, and there was even a scenario of escaping.’

But what about the scenario in which the opponent follows you after moving 10 km at once?

There was no chin.

Najad Hollow shook his head. He rolled really hard.

‘No, no, no, no!’

The more you roll, the more you roll. An even greater sense of despair drove him to the abyss of death.

it is not visible

A way to get out of the disaster right in front of you.

“Four.”

Seo Jun-ho suddenly counted the numbers and inserted the spear he was holding into the floor.

‘..what?’

Will you save me? Or are you kidding yourself to run away for more fun?

Najad Hollow, who had not understood the action for a long time, suddenly realized.

‘ ah.’

He understood the meaning of the number four.

‘Valencia Citrine, Isaac Debord, Chef… … And the Heavenly Demon.’

The only number of demons that will remain in this world when you die.

At that moment, Najad realized.

that he is already dead.

There was quite a bit of useful information in Najad Hollow’s memory.

At the same time, a sigh of relief came out.

‘If it wasn’t for handicraft, I wouldn’t have been able to win in a head-to-head match.’

If the opponent only ran away and swung an army of 200,000, his own stamina would have run out first.

‘And the relationship with the Heavenly Demon is also quite interesting.’

Najad made the Heavenly Horse the president of the Mine Association.

He obeyed, but did not acknowledge that he was his superior.

Rather, when the opportunity arises, he even had the ambition to defeat him through a ‘re-challenge’.

‘I’ll have to organize this separately later.’

Again, ‘Soul Collector’ did not activate.

Standing up, Seo Jun-ho looked down at the unsightly corpse and warned.

“Don’t feel comfortable even if you die.”

Those who do not consider the death of others deserve to feel peace after death

Because there is no such thing as

Seo Jun-ho hurriedly returned to the Märchen Plain.

The fight there was coming to an end.

The corpses that were disconnected from Najad were a ragtag mess.

“Sir Heart!”

The frozen plains of Märchen.

Seo Jun-ho, who found the heart surrounded by the heretic judge and the archbishop, happily waved his hand and approached.

“… … did you come I thought I was dying of waiting.”

The moment I was about to tell him what was wrong with him, who smiled weakly with a sorrowful expression.

Upon discovering something, Seo Jun-ho’s face hardened.

“I never thought they would bring water from the river.”

“Ha, Sir Hart. that… …

“hmm? Oh, you mean this?”

A sword was stuck in Heart’s chest and side, as he muttered as if he were talking to others.

Even while the death knights who rushed in at the last moment were dying, they still stabbed their swords.

“I’m sorry. If these hadn’t been lodged, I would have been able to cut through his torso, not his shoulder.”

Although there were regrets, there were no regrets.

That blow a while ago contained the life of the knight ‘Heart Weeper’.

Because it was a sword.

“Chi, treatment. Come on, get a treat!”

Seo Jun-ho shouted at the archbishop, but he shook his head in tears.

It was because it was not a simple sword that pierced his body.

A sword overflowing with the energy of death.

It was a sword that would cause necrosis of the skin just by brushing against it, so it was more than just being stabbed twice.

“Don’t make that face.”

There is no chance of surviving.

Seo Jun-ho hurriedly took out the recovery potion.

“I don’t know. I carry a lot of medicine with me, maybe among these… …

“stop. I know my body well.”

Hart smiled lightly and raised his hand.

Your body is already ‘dead’.

He is barely holding on with the mental strength of a knight who broke the wall.

The heart had already stopped a while ago.

“I have something I want to tell you.

So, I was still holding out.”

Hart’s hard eyes turned to him.

“Will you help me so that I can have the last word?”

. …..

Seo Jun-ho clenched his fist and bit his lip.

“… … If only I had been faster, no, if I had just been prepared to lay down my life and been with you from the beginning.”

“Ah, if that was the case, we would all die amicably together. Do you really want something like that?”

Hart shook his head and opened his mouth.

“Young hero, don’t beat yourself up.”

Heart’s hand, which had grown cold like that of a corpse, was placed on top of Seo Jun-ho’s head.

“You chose the best option you could. Thanks to you, I saved the lives of the people of Märchen, my men, the Archbishop and the Heretic Judge. Going further… … Cool! He even saved the people of the Ruben Empire who were trembling in fear. I am truly grateful.”

Hart knew.

Everyone urgently tore the ‘tracking scroll’

is in that situation.

That there was no time to explain his strategy in detail.

The battlefield was always like that.

It was a heartless place where each person had to trust and follow their own judgment and be responsible for the outcome.

“Ugh, sight. Junho Seo. Seo Joon-ho. Are you listening?”

Hart’s eyes quickly darkened.

Now, all he could see was a hazy darkness.

death is approaching

It wasn’t that scary.

There, seniors, comrades, subordinates, and loved ones and family members who left first will be waiting for you.

“yes… … listen, there is From here. listen… … there is.”

Seo Jun-ho replied with a choking voice.

Toward him, Heartwepper smiled.

“Just one please. Don’t cry, beg the world.”

As I said, there are two.

At the end of that faint murmur.

The man who represented the Ruben Empire and was called the best swordsman on the continent.

He sat in the same position, closed his eyes, and smiled lightly.

[You can use Soul Collector (A).]

[Would you like to collect Heartwiper’s soul?]