Chapter.9 Star Fall (6)
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Deep night.
Mute, who was wandering over the gates of Pellas, thought he saw something strange. All living creatures in the area were torn into small pieces and fed to the Queen’s clone, when an odd-looking orc-like object caught his eye.
“Waagh! “Kaaaak!”
When something slightly fluttering beyond the castle wall was reflected in its cat-like eyes, Mute jumped off the castle wall without hesitation. This is where my mother’s limbs settled. Even a threat as small as the smallest piece of fingernail should not be allowed to cross that castle wall.
It was strange that his brothers did not follow him even though he announced the threat loudly, but Mute kicked the ground vigorously as he saw the ripples moving further and further away. His legs, which were a mixture of the shapes of various animals, allowed him to run elastically across the land, and every time he ran with all his might, Mute could feel his gratitude and respect for his mother, who had created such a body, welling up.
‘For my mother, my mother’s enemy. kill!’
The castle wall moved away in an instant, and the tree branch that hit his body broke, but for some reason, the strangely swaying orc was making fun of him by vaguely slipping out of his fingernails, as if he could barely reach his hand.
‘Crrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr! little bit more. I’m going to grab that strange thing with one hand, tear it into pieces, and pour it all into my mouth-‘
Creep!
That was Mute’s last thought. The silver claws that were waiting for him behind the tree dropped Mute’s head without a sound.
Borka, whose silver fur was exposed in the moonlight, said as he wiped the blood from his fingernails.
“eight. “You have more interesting talents than I thought, troll.”
“Gwok. “Fishing is fun.”
“First of all, he will be the last person with good eyesight within the range of the perception-impairing magic. Even after listening to the professor’s words until now, it was hard to believe it… It really seems like they aren’t just a bunch of monsters. I see that surveillance is quite systematic. There were eight bastards wandering around the bright-eyed castle walls that you and Notum dealt with. And…”
With Aldrich’s hand gesture, a group of mutes appeared from a corner of the bushes, staring at the sky in a dazed state.
“I don’t know how I knew, but each time one of them died, there were eight who trembled and ran away. “If Nell, whom I had sent out just in case, hadn’t caught me, things could have gone wrong from the start.”
“Oooh. Ghostly old man. Don’t bring that up. scary.”
“hmm? Ah, I said don’t worry. Even though Nell looks like this, she is very kind and gentle…”
Wow!
Crump crackle! Crackle!
At that time, one of the mutes that was standing there in a daze was lifted up into the empty air and disappeared, taking bites of fruit one by one as if it were eating fruit. Mute’s two feet fell in the air, the rest of his body having disappeared to the point where it was difficult to even call it a corpse anymore, not just a corpse dripping with blood.
“…Because it’s a child.”
“Geuuuu. “It’s disgraceful.”
“…Young Master, you better learn how to speak again.”
“Ah, there are still seven left, so there shouldn’t be any problems with the operation! “It’s been a while since Nell came out, so she seems anxious, so let’s get started soon!”
The soul jar hanging around Aldrich’s neck shook and a sound like a bell ringing quietly rang out.
One by one, the spirits that had lost their bodies began to burrow into the bodies that had lost their spirits, and the seven mutes that had been hanging around in a daze slowly began to walk towards the city.
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“Borka decided to move when the moon was at its highest. There will be a time when mutes will gather here, so I’ll have to start soon. “Are you ready, Otman Wizard?”
“I was ready right away… but isn’t the question of whether it will really work out the way you think? “If I fail, I’ll die with no way to do anything, right?”
“Don’t talk like that. If you don’t have confidence, magic won’t work, right? “Let’s go in thinking it’s absolutely possible.”
The professor was slowly warming up in front of the south gate, which was directly opposite the north gate where Borka and Notum Aldrich were.
[Just in case, the strength of your body has steadily grown as you have been injured. It’s like the old days, I don’t know, it’s a serious punch! Keep in mind that if you blow it up like this, not only your arm, but also your shoulder, ribs, and collarbone may be blown away.]
The body is filled with infectious agents and suffers from erosion when it is completely healed. While moving here, I forced myself to exercise to the point where my flesh was torn and my bones were broken. On days when I couldn’t afford it, I asked Borka to rip my back.
[Giggles. The expression on his face was truly eye-opening.]
‘No matter how much I told him that he was used to enduring pain, he didn’t believe me. In the end, I helped him because he pulled out a rock and started pounding his thigh with my hand.’
To be honest, I was a little worried when I first entered the game. It was only when I played consistently that I got used to the pain that made my eyeballs pop out, but now that I’ve been outside for quite a while, I think I’ll have to get used to it all over again. But what? It was easier to endure the pain than before I left.
‘Even with the effect of [Pain Reduction (Medium)], it doesn’t make sense that an open fracture feels like just a sprained wrist… Could it be that the experience at the dome had an effect on the game?’
There was something I could guess about. Left arm in reality. The sensation of being separated from something else mixed in my body, which was on a different level from the feeling of foreignness that was limited to my fingers. I tried to isolate and feel the injured area that way, and it seemed like the pain was reduced by about half.
[I told you. You tend to treat your body too much as a ‘human’ thing. I remember that feeling well. It will definitely help you deal with your body.]
Ta-da-ga-gag! Wow! Ttuk! Takkak!
The rest of the thoughts end here. The sound of Otman making a hand sign was heard from behind.
‘I asked you to do your best because it was okay to stop here and retire with the biggest and most noticeable one. How about showing the true value of a 5th rank wizard who gave up attack magic!’
“[Come, lover.]” As
soon as the incantation began from Otman’s mouth, the surroundings immediately filled with moisture to the point that it became difficult to breathe.
“[Someone will feel the vastness of you. Some will feel humility, others courage. But I felt love. No matter how far I was pushed, I never stopped kissing the shore. I was completely captivated by the oldest love in the world that cannot be compared.]” A sound is heard. Snowy
mountains
in the north. And the salty wind mixed with the sound of waves that cannot be heard in Roderick, which is full of plains surrounded by the blue line to the west.
Otman’s magic was closer to a serenade filled with his sincerity than a spell.
“[A lover in the embrace of the earth. A little pity for the old man who has fallen into this world. Take a step forward for that one kiss that will shine in your soul until the moment you enter the grave. Its name is also the brilliant sea.]” Shoot, deep night
.
The full moon rises brightly under the dark sky. This city and forest. It illuminated the huge wave that rose in the middle of it.
“[Ottman Baudelaire’s Life of Water Mage.]”
Ottman raised his trembling arms high in the sky as if trying to embrace the wave. He said,
“Obviously… I told you to draw the enemy’s attention, right?”
There was affection bordering on respect in his eyes as he gazed at the endless wall of water rising toward the sky, as if in a spell.
“The day I first laid eyes on the sea as a young man, I realized. From now on, I will spend the rest of my life enjoying the joy of this moment. I will live alone, chained to the earth. Let me share with them the experience of that day. That wonderful moment when I encountered the most beautiful thing in the world.
The mana that flowed like a calm stream from Otman’s body became a torrent and headed toward the sky. It spread.
The tsunami crashed over the city.
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“Oh no… I asked you to hit me with the biggest one…”
I had no idea it would really be that big.
I pushed the tsunami away and put on a happy face for the world. The professor, who picked up the fainted Ottoman, could hardly believe his eyes at the unrealistic sight that unfolded before his eyes. It was
a dark night. A tsunami shining yo-yo in the moonlight, running across the ground and swallowing the castle whole. Common
sense about the world in the game called GG. Even so, this was an extremely unrealistic scene.
The mutes that were crowded like dots in the distance are being swept away by a huge wave. Even after swallowing the castle wall and sweeping away the village, the wave that seemed to have enough power to rush beyond the castle and all the way to the plain said,
“Shut it off.” “Ugh!!”
Baaaaang!
Chuaaaaa!
It was stopped by a few mutes that jumped out in an instant. A
rock the size of a house fell in the path of the wave, and the entire spire at the corner of the castle fell down, creating a breakwater. A
spear with long blades on both ends. Each time the three black mutes swung their spears, the tip of the wave broke into pieces and scattered, gradually losing its strength and sinking,
and
eventually it lost its strength and sank in front of the barricade, seeping into the ground.
Despite its enormous majesty , And the lord’s castle where the chamber maid was housed looked like they didn’t even drop a drop of water.
‘Level 3… They are definitely not people to be taken lightly.’
A high-ranking individual with excellent strength and skills as well as combat intelligence. A Mute with characteristics that have been carefully designed based on the genetic information collected over the years. Above the
pile of Mute tangled and writhing in a haphazard manner, swept away by building debris and waves, there is one real army guarding this place. The two of them appeared.
– Jokass: Speedemon! Please tell me what that is!
+ Player ‘Speed Wagon’ is currently absent.
– Jokass: Why is Ji Bak-ryeong from the community suddenly?
– takealook: He said a few words with the professor earlier and then left. .
+ Player ‘Representative of those who passed the BDSM 3 public recruitment process’ has entered!
– Namba Three: There is someone in the ‘follower’ room who knows something, so
I invited him! – Representative of those who passed the BDSM 3 technical recruitment process: Oh oh oh! This is the live broadcast! I really am Park. I entered the main room where the professor was personally inspecting! I did it myself!
– Noru Drug: Look at the original ID.
– Soy Sauce Gay Bar: Oh no, no… I can’t believe the world is so full of professors…
– Jokass: Let’s meet. Nice to meet you, and if you know what that is, please give me some information.
– BDSM 3 Technician Recruitment Successful Representative: Yes! Then, I will do my best to brush off what little knowledge I have in front of the seniors on the show!
First of all, this guy looks like a mix between a black hell spear ant and a human! Guys who use spears are very famous. It’s him! He’s the most famous guy in level 3! He’s the guy who’s commonly called Chevalier, ‘Jo Ja-ryong 3x’!
– Soy Sauce Gay Bar: Oh, is that him? He looks a little different, so I thought he was a different guy.
– Representative of those who passed the BDSM 3rd Technician Recruitment: Seed Mada They are a little different. There is a version that resembles a real ant with thin arms and legs. There is a version that resembles a white ant. There is also a version that uses an ax instead of a spear. But forget about the shiny, sleek muscular body that is a mixture of insect-specific chitin and human flesh. He has a tough charm! As his nickname suggests, he handles the weapon in his hand like a ghost. Even if it’s a combat-type hero unit, if there are about five of them, you have to do a lot of work. They are more famous for slaughtering ordinary soldiers than assassinating major figures. The best. Unless you’re a knight, you can’t stop them.
– takealook: There are eight of them. What about next to it?
– Representative of those who passed the BDSM 3rd technical examination: You mean the guy who rips off the inner door and swings it around? Eh… I’m not sure, but looking at those tusks and snub-nosed whiskers, I think it’s a brute force mute made with an orc base. Except for Named, a new mute appears for each seed. I don’t know how they got the orcs stuck in the south, but yeah. Oak for sure. Even though they have the same tusks, trolls and ogres do not have beards. First of all, level 3 is certain. Mutes have a clear hierarchy, so lower-ranked ones can’t walk side by side like that next to higher-ranked ones. Once you are holding a weapon, you can consider yourself at least level 4.
– Soy Sauce Gay Bar: Hey, wasn’t that a corpse? Those who were swept away by the waves are waking up?
– Jokass: Can you see the torch moving? All the torches near the south gate have been extinguished, so the guys holding them are the guys at the north gate. Everyone is flocking this way.
– Representative of those who passed the BDSM 3rd Technician Recruitment: Up to level 7, which is an infection chain, it’s all just plain crap, but starting from level 6, which is produced by Mute, it’s basically made quite strong. Those who were hit by the waves and got broken here and there, but didn’t break their necks or backs, will recover sooner or later.
– Roru Drug: Oh. You really know a lot? Very useful.
– Representative of those who passed the BDSM 3 exam: Thank you! After the war, I never went out of the bunker and just spent time communicating, forgetting about the stored food!
– Soy Sauce Gay Bar: Ah, huh….
– Jokass: Uh…. Cheer up….
“Those are the guys….”
They buried the unconscious Ottoman well in the forest (it seemed the safest). The professor walked toward Mute, who was approaching the south gate, with his eyes shining like a beast.
“From the beginning, our goal was to attract attention. “At least one goal has definitely been achieved.”
Ottman performed beyond expectations. Most of the powerful entities are alive and well, but among the level 56, there were a few unlucky ones who broke their necks and died, and most of the entities below that level were rendered incapable of combat.
As I walked into the castle gate, low-level entities holding torches from the north gate were surrounding the gate.
“Trespassing… You must be a sniper…”
The voice was so loud that it was hard to tell whether it was talking or the sound of scraping metal. When I turned my head, one of the spear-wielding guys in the fallen spire fragments was looking at the professor, his mouth twitching.
– professor: Um… CEO?
– Representative of those who passed the BDSM 3rd stage recruitment process: Whoa! P professor! It’s real! It’s really Professor Park’s ID!
– professor: Yes. I’m right, but CEO, do you even say that?
– Representative of those who passed the BDSM 3 technical examination: Aaaaa#@*(&!&*^!#(* He is here! In the same chat room as me! Where we can communicate!
– takealook: They call him Mr. Nim.
– BDSM3 Representative of
the Passenger Success: Yes?
-Takealook: CEO
. : No, let’s go! It’s a typo!
– Professor: There’s no time, so hurry up. Does that mute, who is either Jo Ja-ryong or Chevalier, even speak?
– Representative of those who passed the BDSM 3 technical examination exam: I can’t. His combat intelligence is outstanding, but he can’t speak human language. Brainwaves between mutes. He is known to communicate with people! Don’t you speak human language?
– professor: Then what is that?
“You… squeak! I don’t know why you… squeak! are here… but… indeed… .. Never again! Good luck….”
While the professor was guessing the identity of the guy in the chat room, the guy’s voice continued to flow as if he was forcibly twisting his vocal cords.
– BDSM 3rd person passed the exam . Representative: Oh, it looks like that! On the guy talking’s head! It’s a little bumpy, so it’s a little green!
– Professor: Ah, now that I think about it, it’s a little different.
– BDSM 3 Technician Recruit Passenger: Representative: Absolutely! Chevalier sends simple brain waves to lower-level entities using brain waves. A command-combat type mute that allows you to issue commands and receive status reports! The function of using brain waves is open, so if you plant a special mute on the head as a part, you can implant brain waves into the guy’s head and speak directly! Cases like this However, a similar type of mute appeared in the broadcast of Runaway Locomotive, ranked 27th…
“So, this means that the mute side was managing this area using brain waves?”
The prompt came. An individual with bright eyesight was placed on the castle wall and even lit a torch. The surveillance system was so systematic that it was inhumane to use. It was so well done that it was strange to say that it was designed by a level 3 mute who was not named, but it is completely understandable if someone was giving instructions from afar.
The guy who
planted a transmitter in the head of a high-ranking mute and controlled the board behind the scenes .
“…You’re going through a lot of hardships, aren’t you? Flashing in the east, flashing in the west?”
“Kikigeek…. Kikigeek…. Kkikik Kikiguk….!”
Perhaps because he recognized the strange tone in the professor’s tone, he bent over and laughed.
“That’s it… You’re going through a lot of trouble with words… Kikigeek!” It’s poetry. Useless humans! Sigh! “You struggle so much, but you have to move like this yourself.”
‘It’s so… friendly?’
Aside from the harsh tone of his voice, his tone of voice was so thoughtful that I could almost feel sympathy for him.
Woe!
The Chevalier, who had a bug planted on his head, spread his arms as if announcing the start of the party.
“I wanted to meet you on the battlefield. This too…nope! Destiny. Definitely once… Squeak! “I wanted to see you….”
“Oh? I also wanted to meet you once and give you back the bamboo spear-”
“Father.”
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“….What?”
– takealook: What?
– Heungan Mandu: Father?
– Nutria Gena: What… is this like a counterattack to Darth Vader? I’m your son?
– Roe Drug: Queen! Give birth to a human child!
– Representative of those who passed the BDSM 3 exam: Mute, who
had sent the professor into a panic with just one word, put his hand on his chest like a noble and bowed politely.
“From now on… I’m sorry, but hey! I will make sure that Falcatus of the Morning Star serves me. “Father-”
“Aaaah! shut up! [Blood Shot]![Blood Shot]![Blood Shot]!”
Taang! bang! Taaaang!
“…We’ll talk later…there’s plenty of time to talk.”
Black Mute, who swung his spear and deflected the bullet, ordered the legions surrounding the professor.
[Suppress them politely so as not to cause anyone to get hurt as much as possible.]
Kuuuung!
“Bake!”
As if they had been waiting for that command, the Mutes, who were burning with hatred for humans, rushed towards the professor without even knowing who would go first.
“Damn it! Upset! Wasting time means canceling! “Even if I don’t do everything, I’ll kill the bugger there!”
– Noru Drug: You know, right? Strong denial is….
“Don’t be damned!” I didn’t! “I didn’t do it!”
Sigh!
Looking at the crowd of mutes filling up before his eyes, the professor pulled down his forearm with his fingernails. The delicate leather was torn and blood was flowing out from the deep cut on my forearm.
The hand filled with that blood made the seal.
Thumb indicating what is most important. Break your instincts with just one word.
By wrapping the thumb with the index finger, indicating command, the instinct is indicated.
The remaining three fingers are straightened to form a shield. Magic created based on the most basic desires and survival instincts.
‘A prisoner is just a skeleton. It is said that the manifestation of magic is ultimately based on the practitioner’s awareness and imagery!’
Although it was my first time, I was confident that I could do it. The realization of inclusiveness allowed him to use blood in his magic.
blood. The strongest memory of his life. Magic is a manifestation of the wizard’s imagination, so this can’t be a coincidence.
Sigh!
According to the professor’s will, blood spurted out from his forearm like a fountain.
The blood containing the realization of repulsion dispersed like mist and slowly settled on my right arm and began to take shape.
“Origin Spell. [Blood Armor]”
A blood-red gauntlet that covers up to the elbow of his right arm, created by maximizing his current magical abilities.
Grumbling.
After squeezing and unclenching his right hand a few times, the professor turned his back and swung his right arm with all his might into the ground, facing Mute, who was sinking his teeth into his neck.
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