Chapter 375. Black Hill Tribe ‘Tarachen’ (3)
A tent made by skinning monsters.
Within it, a meeting that will decide the fate of various races has begun.
“…So the way to protect the temple is that we have to form an alliance and strike first?”
“Yeah, there’s a saying that the best defense is offense.”
Jinhyeok smiled brightly, as if asking why he was asking something obvious.
Tarachen burst into laughter at that innocent smile.
“Hahaha! This is completely insane. Are you trying to upset the balance that has been tight for decades on our part?”
“That’s it. Haven’t you ever thought that the way you’ve been doing it so far isn’t right if there’s no ending in the first place for decades?”
They don’t even start an all-out war to keep each other in check. That’s why it’s a situation where you can’t even wipe out one side by forming an alliance.
In the past, even in the Three Kingdoms, the fact that the balance of power was not resolved for so long was because all of the sharp elements were intertwined.
‘Besides, the Great Wing with the Church of the Specters has no interest in becoming the greatest force.’
so that.
In order to overturn this deadlock that is tangled like a thread. A slightly more unconventional method is needed.
By using the variable called player.
“…Hmm.”
Are you brave? Are you ignorant? Either that or the liver came out of the stomach.
Tarachen could not guess Jinhyeok’s heart.
What’s certain is that the person in front of me can’t just be a nonsense person.
Seeing how much trust Carakal, the chieftain of Frostblade, has shown.
“I’m not saying to just rush at it. You must have some secret plan in mind, right?”
Then, as if Jinhyuk had been waiting. I pulled out an item.
“No odds game is not my taste.”
Of course, I prepared at least one conversion card.
Roaring!
Torch glowing blue.
This is an item that can pierce the loopholes of all factions.
“That’s…”
An earthquake occurred in Tarachen’s pupils.
I’ve heard of it.
It exists on the 20th floor, but it is only passed down through oral tradition.
About objects I’ve never seen before.
That must be its unique magic. But…
how could a player who had just entered this stairway obtain a torch that no one had found for decades?
‘The more I look at him, the more he’s a hard-to-believe man.’
Tarachen clicked her tongue inwardly.
At this point, I’m so dumbfounded that I have useless faith.
That the opponent might really… end the long-running stalemate.
“Certainly, it’s not bad. This isn’t a gamble at all.”
The worry didn’t last long.
If you bring such an attractive bait, you will have no choice but to catch it no matter the outcome.
In addition to the reliable support of the Frostblade tribe, Cheon Yoo-seong, who came with Jin-hyeok, was also strong beyond imagination.
“Can I take this as a sign of acceptance?”
“Yes. I will be with you. At this point, we will completely put the 20th floor in our hands.”
“Okay. Then, can I ask you one more personal favor?”
“Please?”
“As you can see, I have a lot of things to do, so my hands are a little short.”
“Tell me. If you can, I’ll listen.”
“There’s a ruin hidden on the 19th floor. I’ll tell you where it is and how to get there. You just need to find a piece of paper in it.”
A portion of the Prophet’s Book written by the goddess Frigg lies dormant inside the ruins.
Even if the content is all in your head. Substantial evidence will be needed.
Afterwards, considering the relationship with the Norse Goddess, all the Books of the Prophets must be put in the hands of this side.
‘Because there’s no way that snarky old man Odin will be annihilated by Olympus.’
Even if it seems that Ragnarok is being pushed back unilaterally in the current war. We should be able to get away with somehow preserving our core forces.
This is because Heimdall, who had a wide range of movement, was superior to Hermes of Olympus in many respects.
“…I see. As a token of alliance, I can give you that much.”
Tarachen nodded.
As a result, an alliance between the Goinmul Corporation and the Black Hill Tribe was formed.
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A place lined with red oxidized iron and terrifying torture weapons.
The place where the headquarters of the Church of the Specter is located seemed to have literally moved to Hell.
“Quaaaaagh!”
“Aagh!”
In the deepest part of the Church, which was dotted with the screams of all kinds of monsters and residents, the leader of the Church of the Specter, ‘Sloth’, was seated.
To be precise, I was just about to end the torture that had been going on for a long time.
“…Yes. I see, that was the plan. It was very helpful to tell me about the saintess’s characteristics. It was a very informative story.”
“Stop it… uh, yes. I’ve told you everything I know, so please stop… stop it.”
Faydon begged for his life.
The dignified appearance of the engineering commander is nowhere to be seen. Only the appearance of the prisoner, whose body and mind were devastated by the severe torture, remains.
“You mean you have nothing more to say?”
“All I know is… I told you everything.”
“That’s right. I had a lot of trouble opening my mouth.”
Sloth gripped the hammer and nails dripping with blood.
Chunk! Chunk! Chunk!
“Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!”
Faydon twisted his whole body.
But no matter how hard I tried, nothing changed.
“Don’t worry too much. You’ll soon be able to live as a member of the Seven Deadly Sins again.”
His body is quite usable, so once the operation is over, he will become a very usable soldier.
A blood knight, a higher being of death knight, or capable of exerting more power.
But just then
Quaang!
An undead monster with two heads broke through the iron door and entered.
“I must have… told you not to disturb me during the operation?”
“I’m sorry. But, Guru! Enemies have appeared outside the temple.”
“what?”
Natae’s brow furrowed.
you’re the enemy
What crazy bastards dare to come to the heart of the cult?
“Tarachen of the Black Hills tribe came all the way here with a large army!”
Tarachen.
He is the leader of a huge force that divides the 20th floor into three and is a warrior with a very aggressive personality.
“You stupid orc can’t even understand the subject. You think you and I are on the same level just because we have the same stairs.”
The Seven Deadly Sins are originally residents of the upper levels.
It was not a position that the boss monsters in the middle layer could overcome.
Being locked up here because of Guntaper’s orders is astonishing, but
I can’t help but feel annoyed when the Orcna braengs who don’t want to do useless things start fighting.
‘I just want to rest.’
without doing anything I wanted to lie down forever and enjoy the rest.
that was my only wish That was my only purpose in life.
However, due to the ‘submissive contract’ with Guntafer, that dream had to be postponed for a while.
‘Okay. are you okay. If this job is done well, I will finally be able to make that dream come true.’
It wasn’t too long.
Wearing a false mask and overworking the whole body is only now.
“How would you like to respond?”
“Are you telling me all of those things?
“Bar, I’ll call the believers right away.”
The undead monster that was reporting on the progress of indolence immediately lowered its head.
“…There are just too many things to do damn it. After the operation is over, I need to take a break. If I bring some magic stones from my private lab…”
Sloth turned around to find the tools needed to remodel Faydon as if he was annoyed. .
Cuckoo Cuckoo!
As soon as the vicious energy went out, a brief peace came to the torture chamber.
“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuwuuuuuuuuuueuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu about.., you have to run. Come on. Quickly. Take off these handcuffs.”
Faydon, who had risen from the dead, trembled slightly.
You have to get out of this hell no matter what you do to take advantage of the gap that has been created for a moment.
rattle!
He moved the chain with trembling hands and feet.
“Hey. How did you live here?”
It was then that a strange voice intervened.
Jinhyeok, smiling brightly, was squatting in front of Fayden.
“You… you!”
“Shhh. Don’t raise your voice. Then what if that terrifying cult leader comes back?”
“Is this guy the scum that abandoned all his friends and jumped out to live alone?”
“That’s right. If we had held out to the end, many more people would have been able to live.”
Chun Yoo-sung and Teresa each added a word.
“That, that…”
The words became a dagger and cut into his heart.
However, the instinct to live came first rather than shame or guilt.
“First… get me out of here… get me out. Then I’ll do whatever it takes to go to prison or get punished…” ”
Hmm. Save me…”
Jinhyuk scratched his chin.
“Quickly…! There’s not much time before he comes.”
“I’m sorry, but that won’t work.”
“yes?”
“If you were just trash, you would have given it a chance to be recycled.”
However, I learned that food waste is not even recycled.
The only answer is to burn it with fire.
But the good thing is that it can play a great role as bait.
Jinhyeok focused his magic on his fingertips.
Whoa!
Drops of blood the size of a checkerboard drew a fierce clockwise direction.
“What, what is this?”
“Raspberry. It’s good for the body. It’s good.”
The smile on Jinhyuk’s lips grew even thicker.
The trademark of Amulam, who led the Decassus family. ‘Blood Explosion’.
Blood drops wrapped in a barrier that had a ‘stealth’ effect flew towards Fayden’s body.
“Hey! What, what is this? What the hell did you do to my body!”
“It’s kind of like a ticking time bomb. It’s supposed to go off immediately if we reveal that we’re here or show hostile behavior.”
It’s up to you to decide when you die.
So if you want to survive even for a second longer, you’d better tune in to the beat.
“Let’s move slowly.”
“Yes. We must hurry to take advantage of the time Tarachen has earned us.”
“If you go out through the passage on the left, there is a place that leads directly to it.”
Three people got up from their seats.
I didn’t feel the slightest bit of sympathy in that look.
“I’m sorry. I’m sorry! So please. Jebaaal!”
Only Fayden’s screams echoed in the empty space.
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Squeaky!
“Keep… uh-up?”
A long line of blood gushed from the neck of one of the fanatics with a single stroke.
A swordsman that is said to be clean.
Chun Youseong brushed off the blood on the blade.
“What did you say we were looking for?”
“It’s the Holy Grail of the Antichrist. You just need to find something that looks like a dented red goblet. I told you about it an hour ago, but have you forgotten about it?”
“…”
Serung!
The blade gave off a warning.
“Cancer! I might forget. Our swordsman is a bit busy, can you remember all of that? But I told you again now, so you shouldn’t forget it this time. Okay?”
Jinhyeok nodded hurriedly.
But just then.
“Jinhyeok! Hey, look at that!”
Teresa, who was looking intently at one side of the room, screamed.
