Chapter 449
Is it because I read the information deep in the alley? The pain subsided. It still feels like my eyes are straining, but it’s better than before.
I was distracted by the information that came to my mind and forgot about the pain.
[Black Rain]
-Someone woke up a being who was destined to die.
-Delverton, the old hero of the world where fragments of chaos will be created.
fragments of chaos. Delburton.
can i not know The first piece of chaos I met was Delverton.
Dwarves who made a bond in Framberg. The existence that drove them to destruction is Delverton.
I was also a monster that I couldn’t deal with if it wasn’t for infinite coins.
‘Now, unlike then, the level of chaos is over 100, but.’
It won’t be as powerless as then, but I don’t know if I can deal with it now.
Didn’t he fail to catch both Rilka and Kildereth, who had climbed to the 99th floor in the first place?
There are many ways the world can be destroyed, but the most dangerous one is the fragments of chaos.
Any monsters in the tower will not reach the Fragment of Chaos even if you leave the monsters and combine all the monsters and calamities.
He’s actually close to the final boss…
“Are you okay?”
“Oh, my eyes hurt a little bit. are you okay.”
He raised his hand toward Gregory, who had come out of the abandoned house.
Let’s calm down. It is difficult to catch the Chaos Fragment in its current state.
More difficult than impossible. Although I have trained on the 70th floor against the degraded version of the fragments of chaos, that is not the actual training.
‘I thought it would only come out on the 90th floor.’
No matter how you think about it, that’s right. In the tower, the floors are arranged at a level of difficulty that can be cleared in the end.
Even if the process is difficult enough to be close to malice, there is a way.
I can say that there is a possibility because the chaos level is high, but the majority of climbers will not even be able to attack.
That is, there is no chance of clearing.
No, wasn’t the fragments of chaos created by gathering all sorts of negative and confusing things in the first place?
As far as I know, Delverton was made up of pestilence and gambling.
That’s why you made a bet with me. Of course, I’m not familiar with Chaos Fragments either.
A subtle sense of heterogeneity.
I read the description carefully.
“ah.”
Several points were identified.
At first, I was surprised by the fragments of chaos and the name Delverton, and passed by.
‘In the description, I didn’t say Delverton was a fragment of chaos.’
He said it was a world where fragments of chaos would be created and called Delverton an old hero.
That is to say.
‘That means it hasn’t become a fragment of chaos yet.’
That makes sense. No matter how strong your skills and powers are, you have to give them some time to grow before you can use them.
If the real fragments of chaos were the problem, the chapter name would have been something other than Black Rain.
Gregory and the other giants probably talked about Chaos Fragments rather than meteorites and all.
Of course, memories are gradually unlocked under the influence of the system.
I guess I’ll have to find out more later. I knew that Delverton, the old hero of the giant world, became a fragment of chaos for some reason.
This alone is a pretty big harvest.
Because it suggests that fragments of chaos can be created rather than existing from the beginning.
‘I knew it wasn’t the first time a tower had appeared in the world of giants.’
Maybe Delverton was the hero of that time.
I don’t know why such a guy was buried in the Lake of Heaven’s Tears.
“You know the hero Gregory Delverton? It seems like it was in the past.”
“Delverton… Hmm, I don’t know the details. I should go to the place where the heroes are enshrined. There are many heroes who are not known to the public.”
I understand. Although there are variations, the giant system did not develop transportation or communication networks.
The tribal society is basic, and it has developed towards witchcraft rather than science and technology. At least, if magic had developed, things would have been a little different.
Wait…..
I have a question.
‘It’s a clear fact that Delverton became a fragment of chaos.’
Because we already met in Framburg.
However, if history went as it should, wouldn’t the lake where Delverton slept get hit by a meteorite and disappear?
It is highly likely that the mud rain the giants experienced and the black rain I saw were all influenced by Delverton.
It’s complicated in my head, but I decided to keep it simple.
The original world eventually became fragments of chaos with Delverton, but things are different now where I am.
The lake was fine and Delverton awoke. Delverton is not yet a fragment of chaos.
in other words.
‘Isn’t the possibility of making him not become a fragment of chaos a bit high?’
To do that, you need to know where Delburton is first.
The most suspicious place was Lake of Heaven’s Tears, but it’s not there.
There was nothing wrong with the lake we stopped by before heading to Giantpolis, the city of giants.
Even when I tried using the authority, there was no information, so I must assume it was somewhere else. Maybe it’s not a good look.
It is also possible that they have the form of a soul or some other unknown form.
Don’t you already know the power of witchcraft?
The resurrection business that is currently underway is also a business based on sorcery and magic.
Shaking his head, he woke up.
“In the end, the answer will come only when you finish the chapter properly first.”
Whatever the case, the title of this chapter is Black Vigo and it is the worshipers who use it to wreak havoc.
Let’s get things done first.
Do you know if the worshipers also know about Delverton?
“Let’s move to Giant Police.”
“Looking at the sky, I don’t think it will rain for a while. If you hurry, it might arrive earlier than planned.”
After getting ready, we headed to Giant Police.
* * *
Giant polis.
A huge community that can be called the city and capital of giants.
It was a place where quite a lot of people gathered for a tribal society based on the giants, and it was a place that was more developed than anywhere else.
Originally, it would have been quite a place to see as it was full of vitality and had a dark shamanistic color, but…
“Destruction is coming! According to the order of heaven, we must prepare to leave!”
“The tower that appeared in the prophecy has been around for a long time. Why don’t you know that useless struggle only causes anger!”
Not now.
gloomy atmosphere. Perhaps it meant the black rain, each of the worshipers walking around wearing black hoods was raising their voices.
A street lined with colored cloth that symbolizes each tribe. The buildings displaying various types of masks and staffs were mysterious, but the dark sky and the worshipers shouting destruction gave it a gloomy feeling.
This must be the atmosphere of a world approaching destruction.
I was wearing a mask, but I could feel it. That Gregory is not in a good mood.
Same for me. It is disgusting to see worshipers roaming around in the sun who would normally be stuck in the dark.
“Seeing them proudly activating makes my stomach twist.”
“Be patient. Now is not the time to step out. It’s impossible with just the two of us.”
As a result of moving quickly, Gregory and I were able to enter the Giant Police.
As this is their base, they put on a raincoat and wore a mask because they were pushed out of the power.
There was a magical culture, and many people wore masks and raincoats to prepare for the black rain that could come at any time.
I also needed to be careful as much as I sold my face to the admirers.
One more thing here.
“This is kind of like that too.”
“Be patient. At least this looks the most normal.”
Giants vary in height, but most are over 10 meters in height. About 15 meters on average? Even the bigger ones look uninteresting.
Literally a giant. It was natural for them to tear apart even a fairly large monster with their bare hands, but it was too big for me, who was less than 2 meters tall.
I had no choice but to camouflage…
“Oh? Is your son by your side? The weather isn’t nice, so you’d better pack your clothes.”
“How old are you? Are you five years old?”
“yes!”
Yes. For now, pretending to be a lover.
As I struggled to raise my voice and answer, the giants who were looking at me with a happy expression waved their hands and passed by.
Wow, this feels weird.
If it weren’t for those goddamn worshippers, I’d be just hanging around. I will remember the current shame and will definitely take revenge.
It’s all because of the worshipers. by the way
“Ssomjmr.”
“Geuk. Extreme darkness!”
I can feel Deokchun behind me laughing.
Maybe it’s because I’m taking off the fall line set, so I feel better?
“This way.”
Either way, Gregory, looking for a way, headed into the alley.
A shabby shantytown.
As the land mass was wide, the giants did not bother to gather in one place and made their homes far away.
This place, too, was an abandoned house left by people who once lived there, but it is now being used differently.
A space where refugees flocked to Giantpolis to escape the black rain.
I don’t have many things with me because I left in a hurry.
It seems that the water is not sufficiently supplied, perhaps because the water has been polluted by the rain. All of them were dry and didn’t wash properly.
“There are new people coming in.”
“Go into any empty space. If you look hard enough, there might be some good places left.”
“Tsk tsk. Looks like you came with your child. It has become a difficult world to live in. Don’t go too deep.”
Those who looked at me and Gregory once opened the way.
It’s the same situation. As much as I left my hometown, I have nothing.
Judging by the fact that they are located on the outskirts of the alley, it seems that they have recently migrated.
The relatively cozy place inside must have been occupied by those who first settled down.
-Sigh
Gregory went inside without a word.
I guess it’s not good to mix things up.
I also stuck to their side and looked at them through the mask.
[Mill]
-A neutral NPC created for the 82nd floor chapter.
– Hygiene is poor.
[Bemex]
-A neutral NPC made for the 82nd floor chapter.
-It seems to covet Gregory’s things.
Are these really neutral NPCs?
It’s written as an openly made NPC, so it’s kind of creepy.
It means that they created a fake existence that is so vivid that it is difficult to distinguish it from the real thing.
I can tell them apart through my powers, but others won’t be able to.
Gregory is like that too, so he moves without showing it.
“It is not me who knows all giants. Among them, besides those from the mountains, there might be real NPCs from other regions.”
“Maybe a cult has secretly mixed in.”
Gregory, who whispered softly, nodded.
“Those who went to this place first are scattered all over the place, including this alley, later developing into Harlem. Some went to the center. First of all, we need to gather the atmosphere and information.”
“That’s true, especially this time.”
Since the first chapter was twisted because of me, it is right to move with the mindset of starting over.
The giants from the mountains, including Gregory, knew that, so they scattered.
kept going inside.
It smells like something is rotting, and it also smells like weird medicine.
Some lay on the floor and slept casually, while others curled up in the corner and sent a wary look.
On the other hand, there are also people who dress quite well.
Even the same refugees have differences.
poor environment.
Even among the giants, there must be quite a few who came out of the tower. How could this be? Water in particular is a life-style skill, so you should have it if you have it.
“Grego…”
-As
I was about to call Tub Gregory, a woman sitting against a wall grabbed me.
I tried to respond right away, but stopped when I saw the other person’s expression. I felt a sense of urgency even as my eyes trembled as if I was anxious.
“You can’t go inside, child. This is the boundary line where people like us can exist. You shouldn’t say I told you.”
Whispering quickly, the woman covering her mouth with her finger glances at Gregory, then runs away as if running into a corner.
People like us? Borderline?
“…The chapter has changed.”
“Let’s go in.”
No matter who said it first, we entered the deep alley.
– My daughter and
the bell rang.
