Episode 164 < Rain, mud and fire. (1) >
One.
The young Zhiji people did not know what ‘rain’ was.
Those who are older. When I reached the grandmothers, I knew what ‘rain’ was. Occasionally, the old Zhi people would sit around the campfire and gossip.
-Rain is water falling from the black sky.
An old Zhizi tribe member painted with charcoal on his fingernails.
●. It meant night. It also meant darkness. This is the letter that the Jeongji tribe became most familiar with after becoming slaves of the Sanwa tribe and living here in Daegong-dong (大空洞).
-When it rains, the whole world becomes full of water. You can get water anywhere without going to a stream or a well.
-All dry land becomes thin in an instant. It becomes thin and turns into mud. When it rains, a pleasant feeling surrounds your toes just by walking on the ground.
The old people talked by drawing ‘●~’ on the ground.
Rain falling in the dark night sky.
-Goruk.
It was a dream-like story.
Water that overturns the sky, mud that fills the ground.
It was difficult to obtain water and mud in Daegongdong. Water was only allowed to be drawn twice a day. The land of Daegong-dong was made up of gravel and sand, so no matter how much water was mixed, it was difficult to make mud.
-Doesn’t water sometimes drip from the ceiling of the cave?
The old Zheng clan whispered.
-That’s rain.
-But there isn’t enough water to fill the cave?
-This is because the hole in the ceiling is narrow. Ker. The outside world is different.
-Is there a world outside?
-This is a pit. It’s a small pit. It’s a well. When you leave the cave, the world is so vast that at most there is only a handful of places.
-Kerrr. It seems like a lie.
For the young Zhiji people, Daegongdong was the world. The ceiling of the main cave was high and the basement was deep. No matter how much we dug into the basement, it seemed endless. Is such a large cavity nothing more than a well?
It is also an unbelievable story.
-Someday the White Lion will return. Gor.
-Once upon a time, this world was covered with trees. We lived in the world forest. However, God’s wrath came and the World Forest burned down. The fire continued. The fire grew for 10 days and continued to burn for 100 days. At that time, the white lion guided us.
-The white lion will come back and save us from this well.
-Kekerukker.
As time passed, the old Zhi Zhi tribe died.
All who remember ‘Guru’ have fallen.
Now even the oldest did not know rain. There were occasionally designated tribes who stuck their noses in the overflowing mud, but that was a luxury given in return for fighting for their lives in the Colosseum. It was not because there was ‘rain’ that turned the sky upside down.
-Kerukke.
rain.
-Kerrruk.
Mud.
Looking at the two water jars floating in the stream, the Jeongjung people had a wish for rain. The Jeong people developed a desire for mud by applying the clay made by crushing water to sand and applying it to their skin.
Somewhere other than here.
Any life other than now.
-Guru.
our hometown.
2.
Slime Police.
Cheers erupted from all over the city where the Sanwa tribe had established a dark civilization.
[The vampires rise up against the Sanwa tribe!]
[The Saegi tribe rises up against the Sanwa tribe!]
[The noble tribe rises up against the Sanwa tribe!]
[The Fairy tribe rises up against the Sanwa tribe!]
[The Sunin race rises up against the Sanwa tribe!]
Each shout was weak and could not overcome the sound of the trumpets blown by the Sanwa tribe. But it was only a matter of time. Five shouts blazing from five places began to surround the city.
“Kwiuuu.”
The divine beast of the Black Dragon Lord. The black swan flapped his wings and spread them. I didn’t have the talent to understand her bird calls, but somehow I understood what she was trying to say.
‘I’m here to help. ‘Death King.’
I nodded my head.
‘The fight is easy if the Black Dragon Master helps.’
Until now, I have tried to combine with the Black Dragon Master several times.
The Black Dragon Master herself may not remember, but she has become accustomed to her fighting style over hundreds of times while subduing the [Demon King of Autumn Rain].
There was no hunter who could beat the combo of the two of us.
“Grrrrrrrrr!”
I roared and lunged at the hound. Grumble! As the Demon Heavenly Art unfolded, it set the surrounding area on fire. As flames attacked from all directions, the hound used sacred techniques to evade.
‘Now!’
However, the Heretic Questioner was not the only hunter who knew how to use space transference. Faaah! The Black Dragon Master immediately followed where the Heretic Questioner fled. The Heretic Questioner was chased by my attack and was unable to pay attention to the rear, and the Black Dragon Master did not miss the opportunity.
Kkjjik!
The black swan’s sharp claws scratched the hound’s golden fur.
“Kar-!”
The hound screamed, bleeding. The hound twisted his neck and bit off the black swan’s wing. The black swan and the hound were tumbling around in the mud.
This time, my eyes read the gap.
‘Airborne shift.’
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I jumped at once and attacked the hound’s waist. It sunk its strong teeth deep into its golden fur. Blood flowed from my mouth, and at the same time, a scream erupted from the hound’s mouth.
One-sided violation.
The goblins cheered at the sight of the hound being injured.
-Kekkerukker!
-The white lion defeats the golden dog!
-To Guru! Let’s go back to our hometown!
The more the hound’s wounds increased, the more triumphant the goblins became. On the other hand, the Sanwa tribe was embarrassed. They quickly responded to the large-scale rebellion of the slaves, but they were distracted by the sight of Shinsu being injured.
[The mining area of Slimepolis is liberated.]
The goblins gradually drove out the Sanwa tribe.
-When are the reinforcements coming? Lime!
-Well, the slaves made a fuss in other places too… .
-The Hornbills are causing a ruckus! Raimu! Need support!
-Fish are running wild at the dock!
-The support is ridiculous. It’s urgent here too!
-Request reinforcements from other polis… .
-How can you ask for reinforcements when the waterway is blocked? Even the bat babies go crazy!
The snails fought desperately.
However, the slaves who had put the Sanwa civilization on the rock this time caught their antennae. Designated tribe on the land road. Birds on the waterway. Vampire in the air. On the street, nobles, fairies, and pure races.
Flames erupted wherever the snails were slaves.
[The entertainment area of Slimepolis is liberated.]
[The temple area of Slimepolis is liberated.]
The tribes held as slaves could not communicate with each other. Each of the six races used a different language. This may be why the slaves have not been able to unite until now and have knelt under the tentacles of the Sanwa tribe.
“Okay!”
“Kwiwoo!”
However, the incomprehensibility between gods and people was the same. A revelation much more powerful than words, a divine beast led the races. While the Black Dragon Master and I cornered the Inquisitor, the other colleagues ran around Slimepolis to their heart’s content.
The Sanwa people lost control of their city.
[The gate area of Slimepolis is liberated.]
[The barracks area of Slimepolis is liberated.]
The tide was turning.
The rebels, who started from the mining area, had already advanced to the dock area.
Mermaids splashed in the river that connected the inside and outside of the cave. It was a fisherman from the Saegi tribe. The mermaids cut the main rope around their necks and flooded the ships.
– These! On the topic of lowly fish!
The Sanwa tribe manager raised his tentacle high and struck it down. slap! The mermaid who was whipped fell to the bottom of the water, screaming. However, it was a causal talisman. Dozens of mermaids grabbed the bottom of the galley and rocked, rocked, and swam.
-Aaaah!
Snails slithered across the deck. with a splash! The snail slipped and fell into the river. Then the mermaids swimming nearby flocked in.
-Do not come! Do not come! Fish, evil! Argh!
Twenty mermaids took a bite of the snail. It felt like a horde of sharks were hunting penguins. The snail struggled, waving its tentacles, but could not chase the mermaids out of the water. After a while, only an empty snail shell remained on the surface of the water.
[The dock area of Slimepolis is liberated.]
Ujikkeun!
Galleys moored to the huge dock sank. The salt sacks on board the galley also sank. The stone salt that the goblins had cut into small pieces all night melted away without a trace when it fell into the river.
The hound watched the scene from the corner of his eye.
“…….”
Dozens of galleys collapsed. A pink dolphin soared among the ship wreckage. It was a divine beast possessed by a paladin. Sigh! The dolphin dived beneath the surface, drawing a beautiful curve.
The Saegi people cheered and splashed with their tails.
[Slimepolis falls to the rebels.]
The hound opened its mouth.
“Carr.”
The Heretic Questioner probably laughed.
The underground world he had created over 200 years was sinking.
“Carruk, carr.”
The hound took a step back. Took. Sticky blood flowed every time I took a step. The beautiful golden fur had already been torn by the lion’s teeth and the black swan’s claws and was covered in blood.
The same goes for the Sanwa tribe.
-Lime… .
-Lime… .
The snails were scared and hid behind the hound. The snail’s shell was dented when the goblin hit it with a stone hammer. There were also many snails with broken antennae or cut off tentacles.
Sanwa tribesmen were driven out from all over the city and fled around hunting dogs.
-Grrr.
Naturally, the slave tribes who drove out the Sanwa people also came.
The blood-covered nobleman shouted fiercely.
-Kill those bastards!
-Take back what was done to us!
Noble people who resemble goblins have a single horn on their foreheads. The single horn, which was supposed to stand tall like a unicorn, was broken in the middle.
Evidence of slavery.
The snails broke the nobleman’s horn as if branding him. Along with the horn, it also broke the pride and pride of the slaves. There was a price. Where pride was broken, resentment like mold bloomed, and where pride was damaged, resentment like poisonous mushrooms grew.
-You guys are like dogs… … .
Would things be different for other races?
-He fed us dirt and giggled.
-I’ll throw you in a pit and pour salt on you!
The pure race growled.
-They caught the child, released him into a well, and raised him as a ‘fish tank.’
-Let’s throw them in the Colosseum and let them fight among themselves!
The Saegi tribe shouted from the water’s edge. A curse rippled across the dark waters.
-They pulled out our ears because they were long.
– Cut the antennae into pieces and feed them into the mouths of those bastards.
The fairy tribe said.
-blood…….
-…….
The vampires clung to caves and buildings and quietly looked down at the Sanwa tribe. The vampire didn’t say much. However, it flew in from somewhere with an animal carcass and dropped it with a thud. It was the neck of a dog that the Sanwa tribe considered sacred.
The six races each had different languages, so they could not share their anger with each other. However, the six tribes had some common knowledge of the language of the Sanwa tribe. Because slaves are forced to learn the language of their masters.
-Kill it.
Someone whispered in the language of the Sanwa tribe.
-Kill it.
Every race knew that one word. This is what the Sanwa always said to their slaves. The moans that first came from the noble tribe quickly became a universal language and flowed into the cave.
-Kill!
The Sanwa tribe trembled in fear.
Finally, for the first time since becoming slaves, the six races shared their hearts with each other. The name of that heart was anger.
Everyone was soaked in blood.
And I wanted more blood.
“…….”
I looked around at the Sanwa people crowded on the dockside.
‘It would be easy to order them to be massacred.’
Conversely, preventing massacres would also be simple.
Now I am like a god to the goblins. God’s commands are absolute. Whether you order massacre or tolerance, the goblins will obey.
‘But this isn’t something I ordered to happen.’
I turned around.
‘You choose.’
And then I walked slowly towards the exit of Daegongdong.
-Kher?
-Kekerukker… ?
I could hear the goblins behind me sounding confused.
I didn’t stop walking. I walked slowly enough to follow him, but fast enough to see him off. The nobles who were blocking the road hesitated and got out of the way.
-…….
-…….
I could feel silence flowing among the goblins. The goblins looked at each other like believers facing an esoteric oracle. As I moved further and further away from their breathing, someone took a step forward.
-Goruk.
The direction my feet headed was not the dock where the Sanwa tribe gathered, but my direction.
Dozens of goblins who had received the oracle message directly from me followed me first.
The young goblins followed next. The children preferred chasing after the god they had seen for the first time in their lives rather than avenging their race.
-Kerrr…….
-Kekerukker.
When the child followed, the mother followed.
As Plasma chased after him, the other goblins also took steps one by one.
The sound of stone hammers falling rang out here and there. The goblins threw the evidence of their madness to the ground and followed the messenger they worshiped as a god.
‘okay.’
A dark underground world.
A procession of thousands of people followed, with me at the head.
‘Children who will follow, please follow.’
We walked towards the only exit in the underground city that was open to the outside.
No one could block our path.
The moment I stepped into the brightly lit entrance, I heard TOP’s voice.
[The designated tribe begins to escape from Slimepolis.]
Now let’s go back to our hometown.
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