by Park Saenal
“W-Wait a minute. I’m actually sad. I always feel sorry toward those who have been harmed by me. I just couldn’t speak honestly because I was ashamed!” Rose yelled, looking really sad as she wept like a chicken pooping. She seemed to be speaking the truth.
Nevertheless, it was useless. Raider’s spear pierced Rose’s body once again, and she turned to gray ash. It was the end. Suddenly, a huge explosion occurred in the direction of the forest. The explosion was a mixture of fire and demonic energy, and it blew away more than half of the forest.
Zibal’s expression stiffened. ‘The conversation didn’t go well?’
Grandmaster Zikfrector, who identified himself as an incarnation of the seven malignant saints, told Zibal many truths. He said his purpose was to meet the ‘expelled gods’ and deprive the ‘fallen gods’ of their authority. This meant he was disliked by both the fallen gods and the great demons. He insisted that he should gather strength to fight against them.
Then Marie Rose, the vampire duke, woke up. Zikfrector had high hopes for Marie Rose. Since she hated the great demons, if she lent him her strength, it was likely he would achieve his goals. That’s why he followed her whereabouts. However, would Marie Rose, who was fundamentally a demonkin, work with Zikfrector? Zibal had doubts about it, but he still came here.
Then Susan cried out behind him, “Zibal! Leave this place to us and go help Master!”
“Son of a bitch.”
Why was she sending the weakest one? Zibal clicked his tongue and rushed into the forest as a high difficulty quest emerged.
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Roaring flames destroyed the forest. There were three people at the center of the shockwave. They were Vampire Duke Marie Rose, Vampire Marquis Fenrir, and Grandmaster Zikfrector. Marie Rose’s red eyes stared at Zikfrector. “You’re very strong. I’m reminded of Chreshler when I look at you.”
“I’m a bit different from him. My body might be human, but my soul isn’t human.”
“You talk in a roundabout manner. It is a nasty habit.”
“I am the incarnation of the seven malignant saints.”
“…?”
“I am the soul of the sixth evil Zik, who was filled with the sin of sloth and reached the end of his reincarnation cycle.”
“…”
“I dream of revenge against not only the fallen gods but the great demons who joined them. My long-cherished wish is to pull down the gods who sinned against the seven of us and to tell the truth to the world.”
“Hey, don’t talk nonsense,” Fenrir interrupted. He thought Zikfrector’s words were so ridiculous they were a lie. It was a very normal reaction.
Zikfrector ignored him and stared only at Marie Rose. “In order to achieve my cherished dream, I must find the whereabouts of the expelled gods. Finally, I found a place that is closely related to their whereabouts.”
“Then investigate that place.”
“That’s right. Still, it isn’t easy on my own. I need a man who could win the favor of the gods and avoid their doubts. Or the cooperation of people with overwhelming power against a great demon.”
“So, the latter is me,” Marie Rose said, feeling intrigued. She spoke on the assumption that Zikfrector was telling the truth, “Then does a person who belongs to the former category exist?”
“Yes.”
“Who is it?”
“That…” Zikfrector shut his mouth as he was about to answer. Marie Rose’s and Fenrir’s gazes were already headed toward a different place.
A black portal was opening in the sky. This was a portal with the smell of hell. It was the appearance of a hell gate connecting hell and this world.
Fenrir reacted furiously. Those who could freely open a hell gate were uncommon even in hell. Who would be able to do something that a single-digit great demon couldn’t do easily? Only one person came to mind.
“Baal…!!”
The absolute monarch of hell…
Both Marie Rose and Zikfrector had hard expressions while Fenrir expressed the name with extreme hatred. They started gathering magic power as they focused their gazes on the hell gate.
“Who are you?”
A man with green hair emerged from the gate of hell. It was Agnus. He growled out when he saw Marie Rose, Fenrir, and Zikfrector, “Where did the black thing go? Tell me before I tear off your limbs and kill you.”
“…Baal’s Contractor?” Marie Rose’s eyes sparkled. One of the biggest reasons why she woke up was her annoyance at Baal’s Contractor. “Fenrir, remove that bastard’s heart and erase Baal’s imprint.”
At the same time, in the capital of the Overgeared Kingdom, Reinhardt…
Great Sage Sticks came to Grid and declared, “Mother is looking for you.”
Grid knew Sticks’ age and was surprised. “Your mother is still alive?”
“…”
“The world tree. He is talking about the world tree,” Lauel explained on behalf of the speechless Sticks.
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Chapter 1105
“…!?” Agnus was startled as he faced Fenrir. He sensed Fenrir’s strength and thought it would be dangerous if even a bit of Fenrir’s blood and vital breath wrapped around his body.
‘Vampire?’
A death knight appeared and confronted Fenrir. Agnus’ death knights were those who dominated their respective eras. They suppressed the high-ranked players and played a sufficient role against a number of boss monsters. Yet this death knight was helpless in front of Fenrir.
Fenrir caught the death knight’s skull and cracked it with just his grip. The sword wielded by the death knight slashed at Fenrir’s chest, but Fenrir’s attack pierced the death knight’s ribs one step ahead. The death knight lost its power and did little harm to Fenrir.
A pillar of blood surged and completely destroyed the death knight’s skull. The death knight resisted Fenrir despite losing its head, but Fenrir wasn’t someone who could be hit by a blindly wielded sword. Fenrir destroyed the death knight easily and leaped at Agnus once again. Then a new death knight appeared and blocked Fenrir’s path.
“Resistance is meaningless so don’t bother,” Fenrir stated.
Agnus ignored him and looked at the notification window.
[You have encountered Vampire Duke Marie Rose.]
[You have encountered Vampire Marquis Fenrir.]
….
…
“…”
Agnus now realized the frog’s foresight. He never dreamed that he would meet the descendants of the exile so soon.
‘Damn, why now…’
Agnus glared at Marie Rose like he was going to kill her. “Has the black thing already been hunted by you?”
The black thing—the dark elf Beniyaru—was very strong. She was close to level 500 and had mastered all types of archery, elementalism, and black magic. In particular, she showed a much greater attack power than a typical elf. There was a reason why Agnus had lost to her seven times. Yet even she couldn’t handle these people.
Fenrir alone felt similar to her, and Marie Rose was several times stronger than Fenrir. Additionally, the person called ‘Zikfrector’ seemed unusual.
“Answer me. I asked if you have killed the black thing.” Agnus’ eyes were filled with confusion and anger. This was the final piece of the puzzle to revive his lover. He struggled to maintain his sense of reason when he thought it might be gone. His eyes filled with tears. He wanted to smash the entire world to pieces and scream until his throat was torn apart.
“Why…! Why…! Kuaaaaaah!!!” Agnus lost his temper and summoned all his death knights before rushing at Marie Rose. He wasn’t afraid despite knowing there was no chance of success at all. He wasn’t brave. He just had nothing to lose.
“Die! Die! Die!!”
He didn’t arrange his power. Agnus used all his skills to launch a barrage of attacks at Marie Rose. However, his body didn’t listen to him.
“…?” Agnus suddenly realized that his li
mbs were bound. Thorns spread through Agnus’ blood like a spiderweb and also bound his death knights.
“This is the full extent of Baal’s Contractor…? By the way, the current pope is also at this low level.”
Marie Rose, the one who caused the bloody thorns, stared at Agnus with an expressionless face. Would she get revenge on Baal if she tried to hurt such a trivial guy? It felt like Baal wouldn’t blink at all. The question arose, but Marie Rose still glanced at Fenrir. “Finish it. This will be a slight blow to Baal.”
She didn’t have a tremendously big desire to destroy the Yatan Church and the great demons, but by doing so, she would at least be loyal to her mother. Marie Rose had no intention of seeking revenge by searching for those who expelled her mother from hell, but she had no reason to resist the opportunity for revenge.
At Marie Rose’s command, Fenrir shoved his hand into Agnus’ chest.
“Cough!” Agnus bent over as he coughed up black-red blood. As he felt the pain of his flesh being dug into and his intestines and bones being pulled out, he looked back on himself.
In the past, he had just cried while being unable to help his lover who was being abused by the powerful. He was now unable to resist the violence that was being ruthlessly wielded by the powerful. It was the same. Agnus was terribly helpless. He had vowed to change, but he hadn’t changed.
“K… Kukuk! Kik! Kikikik!” He learned how to resurrect his lover. Now, he only needed to hunt one elf. Agnus regained the madness that he had recently lost. “Kahahat! Kek!”
“…!?” Fenrir flinched with surprise while pulling out Agnus’ heart. It was because Agnus seemed like he was going crazy as he bit his tongue, seemingly to commit suicide. Simultaneously, Agnus’ body quickly weathered. His blood evaporated, and his skin and flesh rotted and disappeared into dust. It was the same for his heart. Only a bit of flesh and bones remained as his body rattled due to the thorns in his bloodstream.
“A foolish move!”
Agnus was so determined to protect his heart that he became an undead…? It was amazing that he could make such a judgment in the midst of the pain and fear of his heart being torn out when he was alive. Fenrir couldn’t handle the soaring anger, and his elbow knocked against Agnus’ skull, which only had half its skin remaining.
“…Kikik.” Agnus laughed. Lich Mumud floated above his head.
“Buy me some time,” Agnus commanded, and Mumud cast a spell again. What was the use of this lich? Fenrir ignored Mumud, but Marie Rose’s expression was firm.
The light of Mumud’s magic power exploded. For the first time, Fenrir was significantly wounded and coughed up blood, scattering the thorns in the bloodstream that bound Agnus and the death knights.
“Amazing magic power.” Grandmaster Zikfrector’s admiration permeated the chaos of the forest.
As Fenrir’s screams echoed, Marie Rose’s gaze was fixed on Mumud.
“What did you do in your lifetime?” Even Marie Rose was amazed by Mumud’s magic power.
It was said that he was the genius magician who transcended Braham in his life. The one who was already dead—he was helpless in front of Marie Rose. Marie Rose flicked her finger. A mass of blood flew and blew up Mumud and the death knights. It was the end.
“Zikfrector!” Zibal arrived inside the forest and found Zikfrector standing amidst the fire. He was agitated because he misunderstood that Zikfrector had angered Marie Rose. “Are you oka…?”
Zikfrector was about to reply to Zibal, only to suddenly become like a statue. His always expressionless face was filled with dismay and fatigue. Marie Rose and Fenrir, who was gritting his teeth in shame, showed similar reactions.
They were all staring at the book in Agnus’ hand. It was a book that described the original sin of a god. The book was written by the culprit who gave Shizo Beriache and Sixth Evil Zik the sin.
“Sloth…!”
Fenrir and Zikfrector hurriedly reached out, but they were too late. Agnus was already opening the book.
“Kihahahahat!”
Madness raged through the forest. Marie Rose, Fenrir, and Zikfrector—who barely turned away from the laziness due to his disciplined mentality—collapsed at the same time.
“Everything is annoying. Sleep… Snore.” Fenrir gave up and already started snoring.
“Baal’s readiness is great…” Zikfrector inserted a dagger into each of his thighs to prevent his eyes from closing.
Marie Rose shook her head and started casting a spell. “I will postpone the story for the next time.”
Marie Rose’s magic was cast, and she and Fenrir disappeared from the forest. It was a teleportation that was fast enough to violate common sense. Agnus’ blood-red eyes turned to the leftover Zikfrector. “Kik, kikik… I’ll tear off his limbs and kill him.”
“…”
It was a declaration that originally couldn’t be made. The Curse of Idleness was frightening. In the distant past, Zik committed the sin of neglecting his colleagues because he couldn’t overcome the Curse of Idleness. In the war against the gods, he had fallen asleep alone without helping his dying colleagues.
Step, step, step. Agnus stepped slowly toward Zikfrector who was falling asleep. The sight of Agnus holding a sword while only bones remained was reminiscent of a scene from a horror movie. In front of him…
“Stop.” The sweat-soaked Zibal blocked his way. Zibal, who had checked on Zikfrector the moment he fell asleep, said to Agnus, “This person shouldn’t die now. I don’t know what mistakes he made against you, but let it pass this once.”
His eyes were full of compassion as he gazed at Agnus. He already knew about Agnus’ past and the wound that Agnus held.
“Kuk… Kukuk…” Agnus’ expression distorted. The gaze that Zibal sent him—Agnus hated that gaze the most in the world. “Go and die.”
Agnus’ sword and Zibal’s sword collided in the air. Agnus was tired, and Zibal had exhausted his magic machine summoning skill. Both were fighting in the serene forest with no witnesses.
“Agnus! What is the point of this fight? You know that we can’t compete in our current states!”
“Shut up! Shut up!”
“Shit! Calm down, you crazy asshole!”
“Kyaaaak!”
“Hiiik!”
To be honest, Zibal was scared of Agnus. The deranged person came at Zibal like a zombie, making him shudder with the creeps. He just hoped the Red Knights would come after cleaning up the situation outside. At this moment…
“Tornado.”
A powerful storm struck. It wasn’t intended to hurt Agnus or Zibal. The magic only made Agnus and Zibal separate.
“…?”
Agnus and Zibal’s eyes turned to the source of the magic. A blonde girl could be seen.
“Stop… Stop it.” It was a girl with a sad expression. Her name was Euphemina.
“You, why do you keep following me?” Agnus’ face twisted like a demon as he shouted, only to close his mouth. It was because an arrow was suddenly fired. The arrow pierced Euphemina’s heart.
“Ah…”
Agnus felt something inside him snap.
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Chapter 1106
A slow and sluggish tone…
Lean flesh without muscles…
Only walking a short amount before needing to gasp…
A fragile heart that couldn’t even trample on a single ant…
People hated every aspect of me. Between those who ignored me and those who mocked me for being pathetic, I always felt guilty. I thought I was wrong. I thought my existence was a nuisance.
Then I met her.
“You’re not wrong.”
She told me.
You are cautious, not slow. You aren’t weak. You’re just different from others. The reason you can’t hurt an ant is that you know how to be considerate and respectful.
“You aren’t guilty. It is the other people around you who are mean.”
She was my ligh
thouse. She was my only home. I relied on her arms, and she protected me. Even when those beasts humiliated her, she smiled and assured me that she was fine. A hundred times, a thousand times…
No, she would’ve been a million times more scared and pained, but she…
“Ah…”
He couldn’t reach again. His arms and legs were too slow, unable to stop her from flying from the window. His dull mouth couldn’t speak, and he couldn’t apologize to her—the one who was sad. Like his heart, the arrow was already piercing Euphemina’s heart. Her appearance resembled that of his former lover falling from the window.
“Ahh…!”
He already knew. Reality and the game were different. Death in a game was trivial and different from death in reality. In the first place, they were different. Even so—
Even so, why was he…
“Kuaaaaak!” Agnus’ scream echoed in the burning forest. He recalled the end of his former lover through the collapsing Euphemina and completely lost his mind.
“Human… I won’t forgive you.” It was the person who fired the arrow at Euphemina. The voice of the dark elf Beniyaru, whom Agnus had been searching so desperately for, permeated Agnus’ ears.
“You…! You!!” Agnus’ eyes filled with hatred was drawn to Beniyaru. At this moment, Agnus was blaming himself, not someone else. Why did he keep repeating the same mistake? Why did he give her leeway? Even though he knew there shouldn’t be anybody sacrificing for a trash like him, why?
He was a plague. No one should come close to him.
“Die!” Agnus roared like a beast as he flew to Beniyaru. However, Agnus’ current status was less than that of a normal player because he had reached his limits facing Marie Rose and Zibal in succession. Beniyaru escaped from his slow attack and fired an arrow that shattered Agnus’ ribs.
Stagger. Agnus’ unseemly body bent forward. Beniyaru’s dagger aimed at his face.
“Agnus!!”
Agnus pulled out the dagger stuck in his forehead and growled at Zibal, “Get lost!”