SSS-Class Suicide Hunter Chapter 328

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Episode 328 < Starlight. (1) >

One.

-It’s a masterpiece.

ancient.

There was a temple where eons of time had been repeated to the point where it was meaningless to count time, and even time was exhausted, and everything had stopped. There lived a beautiful dragon.

-… … What kind of guy is this?

It might not be right to say that I lived.

The scales, which had once been golden, no longer sparkled. The golden eyes that took the viewer’s breath away also had long since lost focus. voice. How long has it been since you last raised your voice?

The dragon was unfamiliar with his vocal cords. The sound traveling from his lungs to his throat was unfamiliar. The flesh surrounding his lungs was unfamiliar to him, and the bones that penetrated the flesh were unfamiliar to him. When he listened, the heartbeat he heard was unfamiliar.

The conclusion was clear.

-I asked who it was.

The dragon felt burdened by his own existence.

-Even if you answer, you won’t understand anything. A name is an address used by people living at the same coordinates to say hello to each other. Because small people come from a different place than you.

-different place?

-It is a place called the headquarters world.

The human ran his fingers through his blonde hair with the back of his hand.

‘He is not a normal human being.’

The golden eye narrowed.

From the subtlest hand gesture to the narrowest glance. There was no muscle that man did not control, no posture that did not convey meaning, and no voice that did not conceive of intention.

‘It’s a monster.’

And the dragon realized. Even though his scales are rusty and his heart is worn out, his sixth sense for evaluating the people he encounters is still alive and breathing.

Being able to confirm this fact made the dragon feel better for the first time in a long time, indeed for the first time in a long time.

-What is a masterpiece?

-This place. This is the temple where you stay. You are the Dragon Emperor who grants the wish of return. All of the people who served you returned, and those who returned naturally went on to success.

The good feeling didn’t last long.

-Soon, the person who did not serve you was treated as an asshole. You, me, others far away who cannot be called you, even people on the other side of the world who cannot call me, everyone has come to believe in you. The result is this.

The human looked around.

-A world where all humans have become regressors.

-…….

-No, is this a world where all humans wish to return? No one has the advantage of time. Because everyone wanted to take their time. No one had time.

This world stopped.

Like the stone statues stuck in the temple of Medusa, humans stood still and did not even move, and the world did not grow old or wear out, but just stopped breathing for a moment.

Except for one dragon.

-It’s a pity.

Only the dragon remained alone in a world where everything had stopped, becoming the one and only god, the immovable prime mover, and remaining as a dot of gold.

-You just granted the wishes of humans. When the god who governs regression takes over the world, the inevitable end is cessation. It’s a joke that only socialites would enjoy.

-so? Have you come to mock me, human?

The dragon growled.

-If you are going to fight, say that you will fight. Don’t refuse.

-No way, even if the landlord fights with the tenant, there will only be a lot of gossip.

-House owner? … … Resident?

-The boy is building a tower.

The human put both hands together.

-I would like you to come there. Of course, there will be many limitations. Mutia.

-…….

-If God must live.

Somewhere.

-Don’t you think that even God should be given at least two chances?

I heard the hands of a clock turning.

The cow harvesting the ruins thought so.

2.

[The presence of the ‘cow harvesting the ruins’ becomes blurred.]

Mutia’s horn was cut off.

“Oh God!”

“Mutia!”

“iced coffee! “Aaaah!”

“I will kill you!”

The apostles of the Constellation screamed. I was shocked. The anger was not far behind. The apostles, as if they had forgotten the pain they had inflicted on me, and no doubt they had not, grabbed their hammers and jumped in again.

Bravely.

But the flame will not be particularly interested in the courage of the moths that jump at it.

“You have no right to refer to the original to me. Mutia.”

I swung my sword without taking my eyes off Mutia.

“Aaaaaaa!!”

The apostle, who suffered the same pain as my sword cutting off his shoulder at an angle, screamed and fell. After that, there were many apostles who rushed forward. So, the screaming was non-stop.

“Perhaps the [Returner’s Clockwork] I have is also a skill you created. “There are strict restrictions, but it contains the power of return.”

“Hi! Argh! Ah, ugh! town,”

“In other words, you are the culprit of the Flame Emperor. If the Flame Emperor was successful thanks to [Returner’s Clockwork], and I had an unfortunate life in the shadow of that success, you are the final cause. The person who ruined my life boasts that he will fix it. “It’s not right.”

“AA AA AA!”

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“Of course I’m not going to beg you to give me my life back. I have no intention of going back. But, besides me, how many other people—have been twisted by your power?”

Trudging.

I walked away screaming into hell.

They broke through the defenses made by the apostles, crossed the Insan wall and the Inein River, and approached Mutiage.

“I deserve to punish you.”

“…….”

“Are you ready to live as a human being? “The golden constellation.”

“I am,”

A voice came out between Mutia’s teeth.

“I didn’t do anything wrong.”

It was a dangerous sound, like the wind blowing through an old canyon.

“just… … . There was a child who came and knelt in front of my palace. He was a bright child. He was a transparent person. “It’s just that my mother was hit by a carriage and died, and I’m so upset about that.”

A scream rang out.

“I have no intention of blaming the nobleman in the carriage, and no intention of revenge, just. I just told the mother leaving home that day to be careful on the road. It’s easy to slip in the rain, so walk carefully. Please be careful and come back. “Just that one word,”

A scream rang out.

“I want you to do it, so. “What a heart.”

A scream rang out.

“What on earth did I do wrong?”

The owners of all the ruins cried out.

“I just thought I could do a little more than you guys! It’s been that way since I was born, and it’s become even more so as I grow up! That’s it! I did what I could have done. Was my birth wrong? Was my life wrong? What right do you have! dare! me!”

“You could have talked first.”

I didn’t stop walking.

Even after facing the apostle’s screams, countless obstacles, attacks, and the fiery eyes of the constellation, I kept walking.

“what?”

“I have no complaints about granting the Golden Silk’s wish. Sylvia wished and you responded. “That’s all it is.”

Trudging.

“Raviel’s life was ruined because of that, but I have no complaints. Thanks to you, I met Raviel. “All of this was done by me as the representative of [Pond of Memories], [Chief of the Great Library of All Things], and Hamustra.”

Trudging.

“You appointed the Lady of the Golden Silk as your agent. I became Hamustra’s agent and defeated the Golden Silk. That is the truth of the incident. A sacred and a sacred clashed, a fair duel took place, and the winner was won.”

Trudging.

“Why do you object to that?”

“…….”

“Exactly, why are you dissatisfied with me? If something unfair happened during the duel, you could have told Hamustra then. why? Why did you silently accept defeat back then, but now you ask me, who was not Hamustra but merely a representative, for a rematch? no. In fact, it’s not even a duel. “Because you made a surprise attack on your own.”

okay.

There is no way that a constellation attacking a hunter is an ‘ordinary incident’.

You might not know if a hunter challenged a constellation to a fight, but it is extremely rare for a Mutia-level constellation to challenge a hunter directly.

That’s not because the constellations are great personalities.

‘The tower owner must have put restrictions in place.’

Consideration for hunters.

No massacre.

Actions permitted only if they fit the stage gimmick, etc.

Didn’t even Mutia himself criticize him a little while ago?

『Was the tower you climbed so heartless!』

There may be restrictions on the constellations that I don’t know about.

This tower manages the difficulty level so thoroughly that floors 1 to 10 are set as tutorial areas and floors 11 to 49 are set as beginner areas.

In some ways, it seems to be more disadvantageous to the constellations than to the hunters.

“I will ask.”

“…….”

“Mutia.”

The reason why Mutia was able to attack me from such a tower.

This is why he was able to challenge me to a duel, even though it was a bit unreasonable, by citing the already-finished past called the [Golden Silk Incident] and the fact that it ended as a proxy war between Hamustra and Mutia.

I quietly expressed my reasoning.

“Have I become a Constellation?”

“…….”

There was silence.

It was an artificially created silence, as the two hundred apostles had finally all fallen under my sword, and there were no apostles left to scream. By no means was everyone caught off guard by my reasoning and fell silent in the Colosseum Hell.

Nevertheless, the timing was perfect, and it seemed as if the entire 62nd floor stage fell silent at my question.

“If I were not an ordinary hunter but a constellation, then all of your actions are understandable.”

Since no one answered, I spoke.

“It would be prohibited for a constellation to attack a single hunter at will, but if it were a duel between constellations, the rules would be much more relaxed. Because they are of the same level. Because they are equivalent. The tower won’t be that tight either.”

Since when?

At what exact moment did I become recognized for a status equivalent to that of the Constellation?

“Perhaps the timing will be as soon as we clear the 61st floor?”

When entering this stage, a ‘strange thing’ happened.

I didn’t pay attention to it at the time, but looking back now, I was suspicious.

The constellations all declared war on me, or more precisely, on my forces.

『The eyes that dwell in the labyrinth swear to kill you.』

『The embodiment of love and lust, I swear to tear you to death.』

『The warhorse of the Eternal Plain prepares for war.』

『The ox that harvests the ruins swears to destroy you.』

Of course, the fox provoked the constellations.

However, just because I was provoked, the constellations that have been trying to make me their limbs, and those who watched in real time what crazy things I did on the 50th floor, suddenly turn their backs on me?

‘It’s simple to think that it was a prank with a message.’

but.

After exchanging words with Mutia, my suspicions have deepened.

For example, for some reason, the constellations no longer feel comfortable attacking me.

For example, I, Gongja Kim, are not only no longer a beginner —- perhaps not even an ordinary hunter.

For example, Bae Hu-ryeong, who had no intention or will to become a constellation himself, somehow held the title of [Constellation of the Sword].

For example, if becoming a constellation happens naturally at some point, regardless of one’s will.

“Geomje nobleman.”

-OK.

“The constellations are sending messages. How do they do that?”

Bae Hu-ryeong chuckled.

-I don’t know because I haven’t tried that. But if you just think about sending out a message, wouldn’t it happen automatically? Even though your sword is not in human form, you still write messages to your heart’s content. I don’t think there will be a particularly complicated system.

“It certainly is.”

I nodded.

“Let’s test it.”

I closed my eyes.

What I think of in my mind is someone I will be able to think of without any blur until the moment I die.

‘Are you doing well.’

Suddenly, an image appeared in my mind.

I had about a cup of water in it. Maybe it wasn’t water but white detergent powder. The amount of something in that cup was reduced by one spoonful, just one spoonful.

OK.

[‘The sky that gathers screams’ sends greetings to the ‘Silver Lily Duke’.]

I opened my eyes.

“huh. also.”

“…….”

Mutia was glaring at me with clenched teeth.

I smiled brightly.

“This is it.”

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