Chapter 35 – 35. You Can’t Always Be Lucky

“Huh… Uh…”

Seeing a person’s neck rotting in front of his eyes and being ripped open, the old man tried to walk away from me and hit his butt.

Seeing how her lower leg got wet, she must have tired of peeing.

“Hey. What are you doing. Catch.”

“Yes.”

Han Taeyang, who had been resting for a while at my command, got up quickly and approached the old man.

“Huh! Get out of here! These nasty bastards! You guys are all going to hell! You little wolves!”

How strong is an old man who will soon die? His ability to scream and struggle to escape Han Tae-yang’s grip was an inspiration that reached the realm of art.

“Two. Fuck. I know I want to do this. Stay still, old man.”

Han Taeyang spat and glanced at the corpse of the cross-dressed woman who had been sacrificed with disgusted eyes.

Then she trembled as if she was horrified, and grabbed the old man by the neck as he tried to run away.

“My, please! I was wrong! Look at me just once!”

Only the desperate cries of the old man resonated throughout Daiso.

Perhaps it was because he saw a person screaming and dying right in front of him.

All I can do for this damn old man is give him the choice of how he will die.

I have to make offerings to the hungry evil gods, so I can never look at them.

“Hey inspiration. Keep quiet I will give you a choice.”

“Hey, suck.”

The old man, who quickly covered his mouth with both hands, looked up at me with fearful eyes.

At the words of giving her a choice, a small hope blooms in the old man’s face.

Did she even have an illusion that she could get out of here alive?

Or maybe he believed that I would kill him humanely and mercifully.

But in a world where even survivors are precious, it’s too wasteful to kill the sacrifices they caught without screaming. I want to tease you more.

It was when I was thinking such sadistic thoughts that a terrible voice rang in my head for a moment.

[Hehe. It’s fun.]

Indicron’s voice I heard after a while. I felt a little sick to my stomach because of that characteristic uncomfortable sound, like an insect being crushed.

‘Ugh… I suddenly started talking and making a fuss.’

Indicron is overjoyed as he is sinking the old man into the pit of despair.

It seems that he was observing my actions as if he were watching some kind of Internet broadcast.

‘Kashnax’s look is obvious. I didn’t even know that Indicron was watching.’

In particular, it is a very satisfying reaction as it mentally drives the opponent and creates a sense of despair.

Should I say this is a response worthy of the master of the abyss?

Falling humans into the abyss of despair seems to be one of the ways to increase the favorability of indicrons.

If the favorability is a little higher, it may change Oral Summon to a better skill, just as Carshinax strengthened Tentacle Summon with Tentacle Eruption. So let’s play as God wants.

“Haa… Inspiration. Choose get stabbed to death Or I’ll just melt and die like that piglet. If you don’t like both, there are also things that explode to death. You might get chewed to death. Choose.”

“Uh… Ah… I… I…”

The old man burst into tears and couldn’t properly follow her words.

Haha!!]

Seeing a human being collapsed, Indicron laughed as if he was going to die of joy.

I should have done this.

“Yes, it will be difficult to choose. I will choose for you.”

Who in the world can choose their own death?

No matter how long he has lived, he wants to live longer.

“Han Taeyang. Give me that sword.”

“Yes.”

“I’m asking just in case. Isn’t this something like a magic sword?”

If yes, you should take it.

“No. It came about because I caught a big zombie.”

I haven’t checked this kid’s stats yet, so I’m asking, but the blue flame must have been a skill.

So you’re saying this is just a normal weapon.

“Inspiration. You look old, but I’ll send you neatly. Take off your neck and lie down.”

“Huh…”

Even old people are afraid of death.

How many people in this world can throw their lives away like straw?

The thought was about this.

I slapped the old man’s neck without hesitation.

“Dedicated.”

The spirit of inspiration is salvaged to Indicron.

Now, only the weak body of an old man who had begun to rot was left here.

The old man’s soul must have tumbled into the endless abyss.

Indy Cron, who was watching me, kept responding that he wanted to have the old man’s soul, so he had no choice but to hand it over.

[Gift. Thanks. Play well.]

This guy doesn’t eat souls.

As soon as you give it to Carshinax, you gobble it up and even evaluate the taste.

‘Shit.’

It was a short conversation, but it made me dizzy. I closed my eyes for a moment and tried to get some peace of mind, but this time Kashinax spoke to me with his head whining.

[Sheesh… I’ll look at it this time.]

As soon as the soul was sacrificed to Indicron, Cassinax’s sharp reaction came right in.

There was also a deep sense of betrayal in the voice that felt intense anger.

The sound of Carshinax’s growling ferociously, like a dog deprived of its own bowl, was so frightening that his brain trembled.

‘Kuh… I’m sure it’s not fucked up, is it? It won’t be. I’ll take care of you this time…’

His head throbs and rings like he’s been beaten several times.

Damn devil. To give you such a headache because you didn’t make an offering.

Moreover, the words that I will only look at you this time got stuck in my heart.

It meant that he would never forgive him if he offered his soul to another god the next time.

I felt an obsession that was difficult for me to handle as a human being.

‘Please, I hope this crazy god pays less attention to me..’

Are there any other believers besides me?

I’m tired of watching only me as if I’m closely covering the whole day.

Why should I feel like a beautiful girl who can never call the police when a stalker is licking me openly and stalking me?

Ganghwa-young and Carshinax are the same. There is no way to be satisfied with everyone.

I try to eat endlessly, but only I die in the middle.

‘Let’s stay calm. I’m just imagining that the big tits slut who loves me was briefly jealous…’

Imagining Carshinax as a dopey big-breasted woman eased her mind a little.

She went ahead and kept her self-suggestion that she was loved. Only in this way can she endure the heavy attention of the gloomy evil spirit.

“Whew.”

She did one dry wash and caught her spirits. Two evil spirits are watching over me, but let’s not give in.

Go back to her mart and pick up a girl from Areum. Because many happy things are waiting for me.

“Let’s go now. Ladies there. Pack everything you need in your bag. Because I’m going to wipe out all the useful things.

The mart is overflowing with stuff, but I want to take as much as I can with me since I’ve come this far.

That way, the survivors nearby will come to the mart because they have nothing to rob.

‘I should have brought some carts from the mart…’

If she had brought her cart, she could have carried more. She hadn’t even thought of it.

“I got everything.”

After waiting for about 10 minutes, the slaves with a load of goods gathered in front of me.

“Okay then, let’s go to the mart.”

She went to the entrance of Daiso, looking out for any remaining zombies.

At that time.

Pyung!

A light flashed at the entrance of Daiso, and someone walked out of the light.

“Uh? What.”

A man carrying a large bag slowly walks out.

A man with a strange atmosphere whose age is unknown, wearing a mountain climbing hat that is deeply pressed down.

“It’s a peddler…!”

The man walked out of the light, looked around us with twinkling eyes, and sat down at the entrance of Daiso.

“Huh. What a mess.”

He naturally laid out the seat and put five items on it.

“And. Brother. Amazing, Great.”

“I know. Amazing, Great.”

Damn how lucky I am

At this point, wouldn’t I really be the main character of this world?

“Oppa, the conditions for the peddlers to appear were 10 or more people. It must have appeared because we are 11 now.”

“And. This is it.”

“It’s been a while since I’ve seen the peddlers, so it’s amazing to see it again.”

I got so much out of one outing that I wondered if I could do this.

He got so many slaves, got two bosses, raised his level, and now even has a peddler.

“I need to change the black chip into a permanent black market pass.”

“Okay!”

I took out a black chip from my inner pocket and tried to approach the peddler.

“For a moment. Sniff sniff.”

At that time, Ganghwa-yeong grabbed my collar tightly.

“Hey, why?”

“Sniff sniff. Hmm…”

“Oh, why are you yelling again? Are you hungry?”

“No. The smell of blood from that baby. It smells like blood.”

“What? Smell of blood? What kind of blood does it smell like?”

“Sniff sniff is right. Is not it? That’s right.”

Are you starving again?

Her trust in Ganghwa-yeong is at a rock bottom, so her words are not trusted at all.

“Why do I suddenly smell blood? Isn’t that the smell of zombie blood?”

“It is different from that. It just suddenly smelled. The smell of blood makes me hungry again. It definitely smelled fresh. Ah. Hungry.”

Ganghwa-yeong said that and sent a strange glance at her child who was holding her heavy bag while whimpering.

Her eyes foretold that he would suck her blood, so the child trembled and hid behind her father’s back.

‘But I don’t know why the peddler suddenly smells of blood. This crazy bitch sometimes doesn’t understand why.’

The moment she thought it would be no big deal and tried to face the peddler again.

This time, Harin spoke to me while glaring at the peddler with a grim distorted expression.

“Here, master.”

“Huh? What’s wrong with Harin’s expression again?”

Harin, without blinking her eyes, glared at her peddler, frowning nervously.

It was clear that he felt something. Her sense of Harin was worth listening to as she had a fairly high hit rate up to this point.

“Just. I don’t remember her exactly, it just popped into my mind…”

“Uh. Say it.”

“Last week’s update list… Occasionally, there was a ‘murder robber’ disguised as a peddler. Do you remember the phrase to be careful?”

“Uh?”

Come to think of it, why are there only five items on her stall?

It was such a questionable moment.

Hee hee.”

The peddler gave a creepy smile.

[‘Murder robbery’ appeared! Get ready for battle!!!]

[This NPC is subject to level scaling!]

She immediately raised her arms to release the tentacles.

At the same time, the murder robber threw one of the items on the stall towards us.

“This!”

Pooh!!!

The glass bottle he threw was shattered by tentacles before it flew all the way towards us.

The yellow powder that had spread from the broken glass bottle flew and puffed up.

It is a dangerous powder that looks like it will taste bad if you inhale it. The yellow powder that spread out was like a curse of death.

Han Taeyang tried to blow away the yellow powder flying with the sword wind generated by swinging his sword, but it had no effect.

I don’t know what effect that yellow powder has, but I’m sure it won’t give you good results when you inhale it.

Thanks to this, I try not to inhale the yellow powder, and my breathing keeps getting disturbed.

“Sigh…!”

Escape to an open area before the poison spreads further. However, it is ambiguous to get out because the place where he appeared is the entrance to Daiso.

Fortunately, the first floor walls are made of glass.

“Hey! Aram Han! Break the glass! We have to go outside!”

The party, who came to their senses at my cry, hurriedly prepared for battle and moved.

Eunji quickly hid herself to ambush the enemy, and Harin gathered the remaining mana to increase her strength.

In the meantime, the murderous robber took off his stupid-looking mountain climbing hat and a large bag with nothing in it and threw it all away.

Then, he picked up a gray scarf that was lying on his seat, covered his nose and mouth, and took out a dagger and hand cannon from his bosom.

As if the scarf had an effect similar to that of a gas mask, the murderous robber moved through his yellow haze.

But the problem isn’t the scarf.

‘Hand Cannon..?!’

Click.

Fleeting moment.

Before I had time to think, the robber aimed his hand cannon at me and fired.

-Too bang!!!!

The entrance of the hand cannon flashes and emits flames.

“Rruhe!”

Futian School-!!!

I ejected the tentacles with both hands to block the flying bullets, but almost all 10 tentacles were torn off, and at the same time, a shock wave was transmitted to my body and I was blown back beautifully.

‘Even if it was blocked, the shockwave of this magnitude…!’

I was about to be blown back and crashed into a newsstand, but Harin managed to catch me, and when I corrected my posture, the robber had finished reloading.

“Tsk. Stop it?”

A murderous robber approaching leisurely with a tongue-in-cheek. I don’t think his eerie smile will disappear.

It must be relaxed enough to make you laugh.

“I see everything.”

The murder robber didn’t even look back and blocked Eunji’s surprise attack with a hind kick, killing all the shadows thrown by Eunji.

Han Tae-yang and Han Ah-reum quickly rush in when there is a gap while clearing the rain. However, neither of them was able to give the murder robber an effective hit.

The robber swung his dagger and deflected both of their attacks, and furthermore, stabbed Han Taeyang with his sword in the shoulder, causing a deep wound.

“Keah!! What!! Bastard!”

“Brother total damage! Can’t beat it!”

Its strength is so high that it easily pushes and blows people away.

Its attack speed is ridiculously fast, and its reflexes are like those of a wild beast.

“Shit!!! Harin is Eunji! Don’t get too close to the rest! That bastard shoots, so you have to dodge!”

If you approach this the wrong way, you’ll be decapitated by his insane dagger. The problem is, if you get too far, he shoots.

Click.

Recognizing that I could block it with my tentacles, the murderous robber aimed his gun at Han Ah-ram, who was breaking the window this time.

“Hey! Han Taeyang! Stop it!”

Han Taeyang tried to block the flying bullets with a sword wrapped in blue flames as if he had extracted all his mana.

Kwajangchang!

“Quaaaaa!!!”

Han Taeyang’s Flamberge was shattered.

Han Taeyang, shot from the hand cannon and fragments of the broken sword, fell backwards and struggled in pain.

“Brother!!!!”

“Sun!”

It wasn’t that I was standing still. He keeps spitting out tentacles to attack him, but he’s blocked by his dagger and can’t reach any of them.

‘What kind of bastard…!’

Dangerous. I feel a sense of crisis that I didn’t even feel when dealing with the name.

There are two oral summons left, but judging from his movements, it seems like he’ll avoid them all unless it’s a perfect surprise attack.

You need some other number.

‘I need a chance to tear off one of his limbs with an oral summon by creating a clear gap in him.’

At that time, Carshinax, who was looking at me quietly, whispered.

[Tentacle. I don’t write like that…]

“Yes?”

[Twist. Do not write individually. Come together.]

Twisted and bundled up?

Seeing the guy trying to reload his hand cannon again, I didn’t have time to think deeply.

I immediately follow Karshinax’s teachings and wield his hand, twisting the five tentacles that have been summoned into a rope.

Then, the five tentacles coalesced into one large tentacle and flew towards the killer.

Bang!

“Keuheuk..!”

Only now I was able to feed a proper blow.

The smile erased from the guy’s face.