Chapter 351 – 351. The Devil Castle Is the Center of Trade

Kang Il-gu, who was crying and running amok, was decapitated and presented to Indicron.

Although the process leading up to the offering went quite differently than I thought, the fact remains that his soul was sunk deep in the abyss.

Probably in endless pain. No matter what the process was, as long as the results were good, I think it was all over.

“Whoa.”

Now, the only ones left are Gukjin and his eldest daughter, Guinna.

The two of them kept their mouths shut and trembled from the moment Shim Eun-jung was penetrated and died. He lowered his head and didn’t even make eye contact with me.

It’s shocking enough for a person to tear or beat a person to pieces with their bare hands, but how shocking it must have been to kill a person by driving a cock into them.

They might be feeling cosmic fear from my appearance.

“Indy Cron-nim was also roughly satisfied… What about you guys.”

I knelt down and stood in front of Gongjin and Gu Inna, who were shaking. They still couldn’t look up at me.

It’s not easy to make eye contact with a monster with a pile-bunker-level cock. Because if you do something wrong, you’ll get stuck and die.

‘It’s hard to give much inspiration by showing the same situation over and over again… Use these guys as workers…’

Looking down at the two trembling people, I realized that there was no need to do the same thing over and over again.

That would be the case, the reason I’m holding them now and harassing them is to set them as examples, but above all, to give satisfaction to Indicron and the demons.

No, just think about it. I am not a crazy psychopath obsessed with killing people, and I am not a crazy person who has reached the extreme of contempt for humans and stabs everyone he sees with a knife.

I rather prefer to turn people into slaves and treat them like dogs, and I don’t really enjoy bullying.

Therefore, this is a kind of ‘show’. The kind of show you have to do regularly when the time comes. It’s like my little present for the frustrated, hopeless indie cron.

‘It can’t be helped… God wants it…’

Even if I stab someone to death with my cock, it doesn’t matter or I’m not completely fine. To be honest, I was embarrassed and surprised inside when Shim Eun-jung was crushed.

It’s not some kind of Western B-grade gag movie, how could a person die from being pierced by a cock?

I was quite shocked when the cock penetrated the womb and penetrated Shim Eun-jung’s intestines.

‘Huh.. I want to have normal sex.. It’s hard because the cock is too big..

With tears in my heart, I decided to give a revelation to Mr. Gu and his wife.

Little mercy. Or the beginning of endless labor.

“I’ll give you two a chance.”

“Yes…?”

“You mean an opportunity..?”

“Okay. I want to die here like Shim Eun-jung, who just died. Or I’ll just go into that big, big, wide, dangerous place and clean it up all day.”

It’s okay to torture Guinna to break the spirit of her corner and whatever, but in the meantime, making her badass daughter her pair and making her do cleaning work seems like a good idea. Infinite labor, infinite hunger. Making them marginalized workers and forcing them to commit suicide. Yes, this is the punishment that will be given to these two.

It’s a place to clean because it’s wide and wide. Above all, Guinna was not very pretty, so she didn’t want to bother her by touching her directly. Shim Eun-jung was pretty..

‘Hmm.. I have to clear Paimon’s territory right now, and I have to clean the black market slave warehouse too…’

The basement floor of the mansion is also in need of cleaning.

‘Yeah, right now, throwing it into the basement of the Tremor Mansion and rolling it seems like a pretty good way…’

For reference, the current Mansion of Tremor is divided into an active area and an underground area by Ayla.

It was because last time, Ayla had removed the needlessly expanded space in the mansion and created a separate ‘basement’.

Anyway, the basement floor was ridiculously wide, so it could be seen as a back room that is floating around in internet ghost stories.

I’m not sure how big the inside is.

It’s just a space created by cutting out the useless parts of the endlessly attached mansion.

Jeong Ji-yeon, an engineer, and Ha-jun Yoon, the first Alcid-infected person, are investigating and cleaning the inside… How about doing this to the Goo couple as well?

Yes, it was time for a corpse cleaner. Professional cleaners…! It is to make a cleaning team with Dong Man-chun, a Korean-Chinese, and those who have awakened the criminal class.

“Ha, I will..! Cleaning..!”

“Me too…!”

Mr. And Mrs. Gu nodded happily when they heard that they were not killing people and only cleaning.

The two nodded their heads eagerly, saying that they would do anything if they could just live. Mr. Gu and his wife should be in charge of the beautification department and lead the people to clean it.

I ordered Lee Hyeon-ah and Kang Eun-jung to take them straight to the Tremor Mansion after placing a ban on the two of them from using their skills.

“Ha..”

With this, the attack on Seoul is roughly finished. The one to be sacrificed was also offered, and the goddesses were also satisfied.

We were also able to capture a great number of slaves, and this will help our group to develop again.

Now all you have to do is post-process it. For example, examining a demonic castle half neglected because it was being dragged by the operators, or bringing in aliens abandoned in the maze.

Or playing with the soul of Shim Eun-jung, who was captured without making offerings.

Yes, there is a lot to do.

“Paimon.”

[Yes.]

“Did you really collect Shim Eun-jung’s soul?”

[Sure. Collecting souls is my specialty!]

Paimon called out a small, weakly emitting round sphere in front of me and showed it to me.

This is the soul of Shim Eun-jeong, who died a while ago. The human soul who lost the bet. The ownership of this soul is entirely with me.

Yes, the story told by Kang Il-gu that he would not be able to meet Shim Eun-jung even after he died was true. That’s because I have a soul.

“That’s interesting.”

Looking at the floating soul, I rubbed my chin. I never thought I could handle the soul like this… Of course it’s not my power.

The skill I have is to send the soul to the evil gods through human sacrifice, but I can’t directly extract the soul itself in this way and manipulate it freely.

Since the souls of the dead are basically transferred to the operators, direct ownership could not be exercised except for indirect interference by handing them over to the evil spirits.

Moreover, except for some skills that can indirectly interfere with the soul, such as my human sacrifice or Lee Hyun-ah’s soul absorption, it is impossible to confirm the existence of the soul in the first place. Also, even if it can interfere indirectly, it is very limited.

And securing a spiritual body through a soul extractor was only possible by putting it back into another body, but there was no way to take out the extracted soul and process it again.

Absorbing the spiritual body through the return road was only possible with Yang Ji-sang’s skill.

Anyway, being able to handle the soul so clearly is all thanks to Paimon’s skill.

“The soul that lost the bet… This is why you shouldn’t bet with the devil.”

[Right. Because the moment you lose, even if you die like this, you won’t be able to die.]

For reference, the bet I made with Shim Eun-jung earlier was about abandoning my husband and enduring my harassment. Paimon intervened in the middle and turned it into a bet with a soul rather than a simple bet.

The moment the contract was signed, it took effect, and as soon as Shim Eun-jung died, her soul came into Paimon’s hands. Shim Eun Jung Eun She couldn’t stand the teasing and she died, so she lost the bet.

Anyway, since Paimon was a soul-stealing specialist and I was the owner of Paimon, I had the ownership of Shim Eun-jung’s soul she stole.

“If you grind this finely now…”

[There will probably be 40,000 to 50,000 coins. Basically, the total amount of causality that an ordinary human soul has is about that amount.]

Yep, that was pretty amazing. It’s more than 40,000 coins. Only non-Awakeners. This means the Awoken are more expensive.

Yes, the more I bet, the richer I can become. Betting is the way to earn money in Pilseung… It’s really a way to make money.

‘The value of one non-Awakened soul. Around 40,000 coins… It’s dope…’

Come to think of it, it was true that I said in passing that I would burn the souls of 10 billion people to play this game.

He grinds the soul of a real human to obtain a causal rate and proceeds with the game with that causal rate.

‘There are various ways to supply and demand the causal law itself, even if it is not a human being.

Well, this must be the language of a weak race. Humans were just so weak that they became playthings.

If that’s twisted, it’s a matter of building a civilization so great that even the gods can’t touch it, or hiding somewhere beyond a black hole or outer space. If you can’t do that, you’re bound to lose…

“Once, what could you do with this soul?”

[Most simply, you can make an autonomous ego weapon by inserting it into an object, or you can reprocess it to be reborn as a demon species, or just grind it and change it into a coin as I said before, or you can directly absorb it to raise the level of the soul. There is.]

“Absorb directly..”

It’s just like what the gods do. Like our evil gods who secure causality by eating souls, I also directly absorb human souls to raise my level.

‘However, this is possible if you create a religion and designate a sanctuary…’

I just need to harvest the souls of my followers. Furthermore, if I directly absorb the soul, my soul may be altered or contaminated. There is a limit. You have to grow it from the bowl.

‘Suddenly… Should I eat Sesha’s serum and become Nagaraja…’

Anyway, let’s think about where to spend Shim Eun-jung’s soul right now.

“You want to make me a demon servant?”

[Yes. That crazy dragon slayer… Killed all my men…]

“Did I say we had to make new Abalam and Bibal?”

[You’re right..! Middle management is essential to run a manor..! If you inherit the names of Abalam and Bibal, you can also gain some knowledge, so it will definitely be useful..!]

Paimon, who says that the efficiency of work increases only when there are demon servants who are bestowed with the names of Abalam and Bibal.

‘You bastard… Actually, aren’t Avalam and Bibal like attachment dolls..’

Maybe. Rather than directly increasing the efficiency of work, they are the ones who are insecure without it.

“Okay. Hey, by the way, aren’t Avalam and Bibal a bit… Synonymous with stupidity?”

[That, that’s right… No, but it’s inferior to other high-intelligence demons with names.

“Hmm..”

[He and demons named Avalam and Bibal are generally strong in body..!]

Were they strong?

It is torn and eaten by Kisheria, and it is cut in 30 seconds by the dragon slayer… I think it would be better to call it a combat power meter.

[Ah, no.. That suspicious look is what the hell.. Lord, Master!! Dragon slayers and deep pillars are filthy strong!! And if you have Avalam and Bibal, you can turn non-awakened people into demon possessors and deal with them..!! Demon Legion!! Add disease!! Happy Manmajeon Life!!! Paimon, Bibal, Avalam 4P!!]

“Oh, I see. Got it. Don’t shout Head ringing.”

Well, Paimon, my personal assistant, is said to be in need of this much, but there is nothing that the secretary’s subordinates cannot make. Employee welfare is an important law.

And while Zerakiel is fooling around in the name of monitoring me, Paimon has been giving me a lot of advice ever since he came to my side, so he’s a great subordinate in his own way.

“Then let’s go straight to the manor.”

[Yes..!]

Anyway, even if I go back to school now, it’s a bit ambiguous time to hang out with girls, so it’s better to skip sleeping and keep working. More than anything, I can’t have sex except for some women in my current state, so I can’t because I’m frustrated.

I wonder if it would be better to reduce the size of my dick…

First of all, I carried Shim Eun-jung’s corpse, which had been encroached on by the host of the parasitic tree, and went to Paimon’s territory. I plan to grind it to make a new body.

******

“Wow… What is this…”

[Haha.. It’s completely broken..]

Paimon’s demonic castle has returned.

The demonic castle was smashed to such an extent that even its shape was unrecognizable. That must mean that the struggle between me and Zeke was desperate. Because he really fought to the death.

In any case, as soon as the fight was over he lost his mind, so he didn’t get a good look at the scene of destruction…

I never imagined that there would be such a mess.

“First of all, what should I look for here?”

[That, that’s… Uh… Demon Slayer’s stuff… And the spiritual body converter…]

“How the fuck can the two of us find it… Ah. If I had known this would happen, I would have brought someone else.”

Haha… This, once you make a gate for movement, it will be good for the slaves to come and go.]

“A gate for movement?”

[Yes! All you need is a door that connects this place to the master’s base!]

“Moon… Where the fuck is the door here… I’m going to have to dig this up first?”

All four sides are piles of stones. It needed to bring in some slaves.

“I just need to find the door…”

All you need is a reasonably good door, so if you rummage through the wreckage, you’ll find something. I don’t have anything to do until the update anyway, so I’m just killing time…

It was when he tried to lift the pile of stones with his tentacles. From afar, someone waved his hand and approached us.

“Hey!! Hey!!!”

“Huh? Uh! Those bastards..!”

It was the slaves of this race who were held in the labyrinth and the humans who were freed.

Also slaves.

I can’t throw away my servile spirit, and as soon as something happens, I run to it.

“Paimon, can you translate?”

[Now, please wait a moment..]

With the help of a high-powered familiar, I was able to communicate with them without any communication potion. There are a lot of mistranslations and paraphrases, but it’s better than not being able to communicate at all.

“Ha ha.. Ha.. Where the hell have you been..!! No matter how much I look for it, I can’t find it.. Ha ha.. Ha..”

“What. Are you asking me now?”

“Oh no! It’s not like that… It suddenly disappeared…”

“Hey, it’s done. First of all, call all the remaining children. It has to be cleaned here.”

“Yes..? Here? Goo, do you have to..? Just leave this place in ruins…”

The slaves of different races slightly open their mouths while watching the completely collapsed demonic castle. Their representative, an elven slave, protested to me as if they wanted it to be a lie.

Of course, I am not lenient enough to listen to the slave’s protests. I am a slave kept alive to work, but I have to work.

“Hey. Paimon, where are the shovel and tools?”

[That, it seems that they are all buried in the ruins of the castle…]

“Then, first of all, I will procure the tools for you after a while. Dig from the ground.”

“Ah…”

“Don’t be dissatisfied and dig the ground!!! You fucking slaves!! No, and why don’t these fucking goblins listen to the subject of slavery!!”

“Ah!!! It hurts!! Don’t pull on my ears!!!!”

The dwarves who beat them with their tentacles and twist their ears.

Again, it is better to whip the slaves with tentacles than to move them myself.

‘This is a bit unfortunate… But I think we should put off making Avalam with Shim Eun-jung’s soul for a while…’

First of all, the first thing to do is to make a door that can connect to this place, and to clean up the place by sending in the strong mushroom man and the ignorant worker who does not need food, clothing, or shelter.

******

After about 3 hours of labor, the dwarves pulled up a relatively intact door from the rubble.

Compared to the other doors, it was said to be relatively intact, but it was not in good condition. Honestly, it’s a badly damaged door, but first of all, a door is a door.

“You want me to draw it like this?”

[Yes. And if you go out and carve the same pattern on the door you will put in the base, the doors will be connected and you can enter my territory.]

“Hey… That’s amazing.”

[Huhuhu.. This is the fundamental sorcery of Gnosticism… Then, let’s go back.]

You have to put one entrance for the gate on this side, and put the same one on the other side so that when you open the doors to connect them, you can enter and exit Paimon’s territory.

“Can’t you use another place besides this one?”

[Unfortunately… I can connect to my territory keeper here..]

“Wait for a sec. So, are you saying that if you make an entrance to your estate anywhere, you can enter your estate?”

[That’s right…?]

“Hoo-oh..”

The long-distance teleportation plan that Hell wanted to realize. It seems possible.

For example, if you make an entrance to Paimon’s territory and then go abroad and make another entrance connected to the territory, you can go to a foreign country via Paimon’s territory.

Just like going to America using Narak as a stopover.

Hehe…”

I wanted to collect a cracked ankra that could make an entrance connected to Hell, but there was an easier and simpler way than that.

‘Where are you going? Japan..? Or China..?’

First of all, we have to swallow everything from the Korean Peninsula.

After confirming that there is a huge group of survivors in Gangneung, Busan, and Gwangju, enough to attack the gates, we have to start with those three places.

‘What kind of talented people are there in this small piece of land..’

Once I went out of the manor.

The heterogeneous slaves hadn’t eaten properly in the meantime, so their stamina was very low, so I decided to take them out and put the Mushroom Man and the rest of my minions in to continue the excavation of the demonic castle.