Chorong Chorong Chorong!
should not see Let’s not see! one god!
Flapping!
However, the angelic soldiers surrounded me from all sides and began to look at me with pleading eyes.
I resisted for the first ten minutes or so, but I couldn’t stand it when tears welled up in those bright eyes.
I picked up the phone with trembling hands.
“…That’s BBX Chicken House over there. I’m ordering a group, how many can you bring me?”
There was no room for one, so I called all the nearby chicken restaurants.
The bosses thought it was a prank call at first, but when they saw the bundle of money I handed over, their faces turned red.
I became the chicken god, not the sole god who unintentionally revived the local chicken commercial district.
“Kyaa kyaa~!”
Duduk duduk!
Torn chicken bones rained down on the roof.
The sight of the angelic soldier flying through the sky and happily eating chicken felt like a scene from a Hitchcock horror movie about flocks of birds attacking people.
[10000 angel soldiers are happy. The affinity for monotheism rises. As the favorability increases, the loyalty of the followers to God increases.]
I felt the message that the favorability increased.
How did I survive today, but if I did this to them every day, I would be bankrupt.
“Chief Archangel Lilith…”
“Kya?”
“Please do something…. I’m ruined if I do this every day.”
Lilith, who was eating chicken legs, held her breasts with her small hands as if to leave it to me, and then the angelic soldier started to cackle.
Chuuk.
Then, the angel soldiers lowered their heads and began to return to the God Maker.
Boom Boom Boom!
sorry kids If dad earns a lot of money later, then I’ll let you do one chicken per person.
Is this the pain of a poor father?
Anyway, the angel left and left the bones.
“ha.”
I sighed deeply as I looked at the pile of chicken bones on the roof.
The bones are as white as marble because of how much they were peeled and eaten.
One or two garbage bags won’t do you any good.
“Eh, when will this be cleaned up again?”
I barely filled two garbage bags, and I feel like my back is about to break.
I had a sudden thought.
How nice it would be if those bones were put in the garbage bag on their own.
Chicken Graack!
‘…what?’
I rubbed my eyes.
I’m sure that chicken leg just moved?
Chicken Graack!
“omg!”
It wasn’t my mood.
Chicken Graack! Chicken Graack!
The chicken legs suddenly began to move in unison, as if they were doing a tap dance.
“What is it? Could it be the curse of chicken!”
When I was terrified, Godmaker’s message rang.
Tring!
[Corpse Communion] of follower ‘Gosadeuk’ has been added to [Skill Sharing].
A message that the skill of Go Sa-deuk, who recently became a follower, was shared.
‘Corpse communion?’
[Corpse Communion (Class S)]
: It is a high-quality poisoning technique that works on a corpse that is a mixture of Eastern necromancer and Western necromancy.
The stronger the corpse’s grudge, the easier it is to work.
I opened my mouth as if I was bewitched without knowing it.
“Skill sharing high gain [corpse communion].”
Tiri-ri-ri-ri.
Then a gloomy, majestic melody like a funeral dirge for the dead resounded in my head.
someone said
Birth is pain.
-Keeeeeeeeeeeee!!
The gates of hell opened, and a deafening cry resounded as if a demon were crawling to the ground.
Chicken Graack! Chicken Graack! Chicken Graack!
At the same time, the bones scattered on the roof stick together like a puzzle and begin to stand up one by one.
“Aww!”
It was more grotesque than the scene where zombies rise from graves in the classic movie ‘Night of the Dead’.
At the same time I felt
The grudge that runs through the bones of those resurrecting lions.
Chickens are slaughtered by humans after living a short life of only a few months while being confined to cages that are too narrow to move.
However, their corpses do not find rest and die twice by being fried in boiling hot oil.
Even that is not the end.
In that fried body, humans are once again insulted with various seasonings and condiments made only to satisfy their tongues.
“omg! omg!”
I struggled with the suffocating pain of their terrible grudge.
-blood! I want blood!
-plural! The same weight of death and humiliation as they did to us!
-kill! will kill!
Chickens, or skulls (?) with only bones left, flapped their featherless wings and were angry.
He was ready to jump off the roof and cause a coup against the humans.
Imagining the skull chickens attacking the students at the academy sent chills down my spine.
A three-stage combo of dismissal, injury, and redemption!
Just can’t do that!
“Here are the chickens. Wouldn’t you like to calm down?”
Wood deok!
At that moment, the skull(?) chickens all turned towards me.
nothing is scary
The lack of a head made it all the more terrifying.
Skull Chicken surrounded me and thumped the chicken feet.
-God of the dead! command us!
-Give us destruction and slaughter to wash away our grudges!
Perhaps because of the nature of the Corpse Communicate skill, the voices of the Skull Chickens came so vividly into my head.
dump!
His legs gave out and he sat down on the spot.
Ah, what kind of being did I wake up to?
-The great and cruel reaper who awakened us! command!
-Give us a sacrifice to slaughter!
Chicken Graack! Chicken Graack!
The shadows of the Skull Chickens approaching me with ominous bone sounds covered me.
The grudge they harbored was so great that even I, who woke them up, was ready to devour them.
Damn, the necromancers in novels and cartoons are acting like familiars full of slyness, but why am I like this!
I would be the only necromancer whose life is threatened by chicken bones.
Tring!
Then, like salvation, my Godmaker rang.
After checking the message on my cell phone, I grabbed it like a rope I found in hell and thrust it at the skull chickens.
[Would you like to dispatch a unit of ‘Skull Chicken’, a new demon from the family of evil spirits? (Yes/No)]
“Yes! Dispatch immediately!”
Flash!
***
Godmaker’s world ‘Antrinia’.
The iron-blooded empire that rules it.
The empire sent a large army to subdue the divine Gaya America, but was rather annihilated by the evil spirit protecting Gaya America.
That number is in the hundreds of billions.
It was certainly a significant loss, but the empire did not collapse.
One of the reasons for this is that the hives that the emperor, a demigod, had built all over the continent with his own authority were in good health.
The 82nd Hive of the Empire.
Kiki-kki-kki!
From the bizarre sculpture resembling a beehive, a half-body covered in green bodily fluid crawled out.
The general of the production unit, dressed in a white coat and resembling a caterpillar, gave orders as he filled out paperwork with his many legs.
“#1231231123 is awake. Hey medic. Hurry up and move the newly born soldier to the recovery room.”
Then, a red imperial soldier prepared a stretcher and carried the newborn soldier.
Kirik, Kirik, Kirik!
There is not just one soldier born.
The same thing just now was being repeated countless times in the hundreds of thousands of holes in the hive.
Created by the power of the Emperor, this endlessly spawning hive was the true reason the Empire was able to rule the continent.
It was because he could replenish any number of exhausted soldiers.
Of course, training newborn soldiers into strong soldiers was another matter, but it wouldn’t take long to restore lost troops.
“Wait, you filthy Gay Americans who sold their souls to evil spirits. The day the troops are restored will be the day the empire will pay back the blood it lost to you!”
Caterpillar wriggled at the wrinkles on his body, indignant.
thud! thud!
It was then.
Suddenly, the ground began to shake, as if an earthquake had occurred.
The guards guarding the entrance to the hive rushed at him with desperate faces.
“It was a big deal! General Caterpillar! freak monster! It’s an attack by hordes of bone monsters!”
“A monster made of bones? What do you mean?”
“We are no match! Hurry up and avoid it…!”
But the guard’s words did not follow.
Pad deuk!
Kwajijik!
Suddenly, the foot of a giant monster flew from the sky and crushed the guard like an insect.
Smack!
“Hey!”
Caterpillar’s body, which was as white as snow, was soaked with blood from the beaten guard.
He shuddered and raised his head.
Ah, how should I describe it?
Its size is huge, like a mountain.
But just that alone wouldn’t make me feel so frightened.
Not a single piece of flesh was attached to the monster’s body.
A monster made of white bones, like marble.
There was not even a head that should have been attached to the long neckbone.
Caterpillar couldn’t even breathe at the sight of a monster more horrific than any nightmare.
It must have been a monster driven by the curse of an evil spirit that slaughtered 100 billion imperial troops.
Chicken Graack! Chicken Graack!
The headless Skull Chicken raised its bloody, sticky feet high.
Seeing the shadow of death covering him, Caterpillar screamed.
“Ouch! Emperor! God of the Empire! Will you forsake us!”
Sponge!
Caterpillar’s body was horribly crushed, and green bodily fluid splattered in all directions.
“Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!”
“Ouch! Save me!”
The thousand chicken skulls that occupied the hive constantly trampled on their victims.
Kwajik! Kwajik! Kwajik!
In an instant, a million soldiers and hatchlings were killed, but the Skull Chickens were not satisfied.
lack. This was absurdly insufficient.
blood! Slaughter! ruin! plural!
The swarm of Skull Chickens, full of seething grudge, destroyed everything in sight.
[Intermediate Evil God Quest (in progress)] –
Kill more than 10 billion intelligent lifeforms to accumulate bad karma (karma).
Or kill 100 S-class or higher intelligent lifeforms with the possibility of transcendence to steal their power.
Tring! Tring!
[Normal sacrifice: 122234124(↑) /10000000000]
Meanwhile, the number of sacrifices offered to the evil god alone was rising with tremendous momentum due to the slaughter of skull chickens dispatched throughout the continent.
God, don’t put us to the test.
Episode 102.
[Intermediate evil god quest (in progress)
Normal offering: 122234124(↑) /10000000000]
S-class or higher intelligent creature offering with transcendence potential: 20 (Apostle of ‘Fire shining in the highest sky’+10)/100
jingle!
The number of general offerings and Godcoins increased at a terrifying rate.
In fact, the number of S-class sacrifices increased greatly by catching the fireball apostle, but I didn’t care because I felt a bit stunned to fill 100.
‘Isn’t this going to become a middle-level evil god?’
