Chapter 444 – 444. In Their Respective Positions

“Whoa.”

Han Ah-reum sat down and caught her breath.

Achieved a dramatic victory. I thought I was going to die, but at the last moment a miracle happened.

“Beauty!!! Whoa, the eyes…”

“Huh? Ah. Are you okay. It doesn’t hurt. Don’t cry, my ears hurt.”

“Eh? Oh, yes.”

Black ooze was flowing from the eyes of Ah-reum Han, who had been engulfed by the energy of the demonic sword. There is no sign of recovery at all.

Sora Nanase poured all of his remaining magic power towards Han Ah-reum, but the symptoms were the same as expected.

‘OMG. Oh my god.’

It seemed that it would probably have to be pulled out as if scraping out all the shards of crushed snow and replaced with new ones.

Just imagining it was horrific, and the thought of having to endure all that pain made me die. However, Han Ah-reum looked somewhat happy.

“Hehe.”

She wasn’t feeling any pain right now.

Due to the buff skill that Sora Nanase gave her, she was in a desensitized state, so even though her eyes were damaged, she was able to not even scream.

More important was the fact that she had dramatically defeated her sword master, whom she now thought would never defeat her own eye that was crushed.

‘Because I can’t see… Rather, the world has become clearer.’

The moment I gave up my sight, my sensory stat increased rapidly at an absurd rate. It went up to 30 in an instant.

At this level, I wondered if it would be the highest among the players, except for Jang Jo-jun.

Han Ah-reum felt proud when she thought that she would have surpassed her sister.

‘Ha. It’s thrilling.’

She slashed the limbs of her sword ears, her brain soaked in the pleasure of her battle. Until this point, she felt a completely different pleasure than when she practiced alone with her master. She was intoxicated by the sensation of her flesh being cut, cutting her bones.

The exhilarating pleasure of victory, the extreme relief of surviving, the satisfaction of becoming stronger, and so on. A little change began to take place inside her. She was about to get better at fighting.

Whether this feeling was just because she was intoxicated with her victory, or if it was because of Sora Nanase’s buff, she didn’t know.

“But what about this guy now?”

“Huh? Ah.”

Meanwhile, the Sword Demon was left in a corner.

He was found lying face down on the floor with only his torso and head remaining after his limbs were cut. No blood came out of his wounds. It seemed to be similar to Henry, who was fine even after his throat was cut.

“Ouch… I lost. So… Won’t you lay me down right away? I have something to say!!”

The Sword Ear, who had been speaking only in six-happy battles, opened her mouth and shouted at the two women.

It was a very humiliating thing, but he was a man who knew how to bend his head to someone stronger than himself.

“Hey, Sora. I think my limbs are weak right now.”

“Yes. I’ll go.”

Han Ah-reum couldn’t lift a single finger from him. At least she was able to maintain consciousness thanks to Sora Nanase’s insane buff, otherwise she would have vomited up a bowl of blood and collapsed.

“It’s okay.”

Nanase Sora, whose stats had risen considerably, easily turned over the body of the Sword Ear and grabbed her by the tip of her head and dragged her along.

“Shut up…”

Despite the pain that seemed like her scalp would peel off, the Sword Demon couldn’t protest. Her limbs are severed. It was a miracle that she was alive.

‘Why didn’t he kill me?’

That was the biggest question. She wondered if she was going to drag it like this and use it as her plaything.

‘It wouldn’t be bad.’

The Sword Demon thought to himself.

She was confident that if she was as beautiful as Nanase Sora, she would become a plaything.

Because from the very beginning, I was half-intoxicated by her armful of her appearance and played with her. Of course she would have to kill her in the end.

‘It’s a norigae for women… I was freed from the demonic sword. It might not be bad…’

The sword demon’s wish will come true. In a slightly different form.

“Hey, you. What is your name?”

Ah-reum Han asked the sword demon who was brought to Nanase.

“There is no name. I was an orphan from birth, and by the time I lost my fame, everyone was calling me the Sword Demon.”

It’s true. She has no name for him.

He is a man who has lived his entire life in solitude. He has lived a life of misfortune. He had no parents, no relatives, no lovers.

Instead, the demonic sword followed him all his life.

His only companion was the mad sword, who constantly yelled at him to kill people.

“By the way, I recommend not touching that sword for nothing. The moment you touch it, you will have a terrible experience.”

Unless your mental power is extremely high, you will be encroached on by the sword. A sword demon is a being who would have become a swordsman if he had not met the sword.

The sword demon smiled at the demonic sword that distorted his life.

“It is liberation at last. A garbage sword.”

She was freed thanks to Han Ah-reum cutting off her arm. Otherwise, she would have cried again after killing the woman she liked with her own hands.

Because it had been experienced several times, the sword demon was able to laugh.

“Mister, I have no name. I don’t even know her. Why were you locked up here?”

“I escaped death and was dragged.”

“What kind of crazy bullshit is that?”

“That sword steals the souls of the slain. That’s how much magic power increases and vitality increases. He killed too many. So many that I can’t die.”

“Her.”

“I think my older brother will really like it.”

“I know. Did you get this gift unintentionally?”

“Now, wait. That’s a magic sword If you touch it wrong…”

“Are you okay.”

Han Ah-reum answered immediately.

If he knew Jang Joon, he was not a man to be eaten by a demonic sword. Rather, he is a person who will be scolded for saying that the magic sword is ineffective.

The lives of others have no more value than resources in front of Jang Jo-jun. From the beginning, Jang Jo-joon was more human than a demonic sword.

“It’s because you haven’t seen your brother yet.”

“My brother has a terrible side.”

“Heh heh. That’s right. He’s crazy.”

Han Ah-reum laughed. Correspondingly, Sora Nanase laughed silently.

Only then did the sword demon feel a kind of madness from the two women.

The feeling was quite different from her own false madness that had been encroached on by her demonic sword.

‘It must have been a rose with thorns.’

She was a sword demon who feared what would happen to her if she was gradually drawn to them.

“Hmm. For now, you let us retrieve it…”

“I don’t know if it’s my older brother, but it must be a bit dangerous for us to carry, right?”

“That’s right. It’s like the kind that pollutes the mind and takes away physical authority.”

“How do I carry it? If you touch it, it will cause serious trouble.”

“Hmm.”

The two of them, who rolled up the sword demon with a mat and wrapped it to make it easy to carry, pondered for a long time with the demonic sword in front of them.

The magic sword was currently being suppressed by the Gucheondowon developed by Sora, and thanks to that, he did not feel any temptation even when he got close.

Only faint screams could be heard from the sword.

“Wait a minute. There are several skills that I have changed… But there is a solution to some of them… Ah!!!”

Nanase Sora, who was unable to properly check the skill that had changed due to the need to save Han Ah-reum. Does she have any skills that might be helpful in her current situation? While looking around, she discovered an unusual skill.

“Summon Torii.”

Torii Summon, a strong god-type skill.

A torii is a type of gateway often seen in Japanese shrines and is a torii built at the entrance to a shrine.

In a word, torii can be seen as the entrance to a shrine.

And, of course, as Amaterasu’s apostle, there is only one shrine she can open.

“It is connected to the shrine of the sun god.”

“What, what…”

A red pillar door was summoned, and the beyond was filled with bright light.

Even Han Ah-reum, who had lost her sight as her eyes were destroyed, felt the torii’s shape enter her eyes.

It was an overwhelming presence.

“I will make an offering.”

Sora put his hands together.

In an instant, a huge arm stretched out from the torii gate, grabbed her demonic sword, and dragged her in.

It happened in an instant.

Han Ah-reum, who was grasping the general situation by spreading her senses, was frightened when she felt her arm stretched out at a speed that was difficult to detect even with her sensory stats.

“Wow. No, wait. Offering? Then won’t it disappear?”

“Oh, not completely dedicated. Some kind of storage concept? You took care of it.”

“Huh. You talked to God uh huh But that big arm… Can you use it for attack?”

“Yes? Wait a minute… Uh. Aha. I can write.”

“And.”

I was suddenly envious of the Shintomiko class.

“But you say you’re not as strong as you thought?”

“Okay?”

Of course, it is inevitably weaker than Jang Jo-joon’s punishment, which directly descends the gods using witchcraft beyond the scope of skill.

In the case of Jang Jo-joon’s punishment, it was a technique that was open to trial, saying that it was not a foul play.

However, since Torii Summoning is an ability limited to skills after all, it is weak because it has been leveled down.

If so, if he could directly take out a part of the god’s body and give it a blow, most enemies would be crushed.

If you hit it down with a straight hit, it would also be able to inflict great damage on long-aimed summons such as Kishilia and Anax.

“But if it requires more action than necessary… You will need a lot of mana. It is difficult for me to handle now.”

“It’s a skill that can’t be used right away. Would you like to eat some elixir?”

“Whoop whoop. Iknow, right.”

If it’s an offering, it consumes less mana because it only picks up things, but if you extend your arm and ask to hit the enemy, the mana consumption increases exponentially.

I couldn’t write right now. However, it will be resolved soon. As for the elixir, it was Jang Jo-joon, and he already had a faculty capable of creating elixirs and elixirs.

“But can we just go inside the shrine?”

“You have to give up your body to enter.”

“… That won’t work.”

At the end of the last question, Ah-reum Han stood up again.

“Ugh.”

“Oops.”

Sora Nanase quickly caught Han Ah-reum who was staggering. Sora’s magical energy was depleted, and Han Ah-reum had difficulty walking due to excessive use of her body.

“I will take this.”

“Uh, thank you.”

Han Ah-reum stumbled and used the sword Jang Jo-joon gave her as a staff. Sora Nanase picked up the Sword Demon.

The two of them went outside.

There were no undead attacking.

Now all they had to do was escape the hidden route and go to the 5th floor.

The hidden route, the king’s escape route, has been attacked.

Meanwhile…

“This is the third floor…”

Lee Eun-ha reached the third floor while feeding the injured Eun-ji Lee from the primitive slime.

While they were fighting the puppeteer and lost their way, many passengers were already on the 3rd floor.

“Ah? What? They are little ones.”

A group of black people who looked rugged approached Lee Eun-ha. They had already entered the third floor and killed several people.

So, as soon as they judged that they could catch and rape Eun-ha Lee, the blacks approached Eun-ha Lee.

It was all because of the characteristics of the Curse Doll class. Strength does not show on the outside. It was a basic characteristic to look easy.

“Uh. Uh… Don’t come close!! Ahh!!”

When black men who appeared to be two meters tall approached with weapons, Lee Eun-ha was so startled that he waved his hand at them.

Pjajajajajak!!!!!

Patter.

“Ugh, ugh. Ugh… What is this…”

At her gesture, the primordial slime was whipped like a bladed whip, turning the approaching blacks into chunks of meat.

“Eh, what is this…”

Although it was difficult for her to understand her English, she had been steadily receiving ectoplasm from inside her and becoming quite loyal to the slime she ate.

Moreover, she was able to wipe out the enemy with only Lee Eun-ha’s hand gestures, as she had completely mastered Lee Eun-ji’s combat data.

Yes, the primitive slime learned from the battle between Lee Eun-ji and the puppeteer.

As a result, she was able to deliver a slash similar to Lee Eun-ji’s sword.

“Huh…”

However, Lee Eun-ha, who couldn’t know this at all because she couldn’t communicate with the slime, continued walking, weeping at the smell of blood and rotting oozes from her corpse.

The lost child of the catacombs was born.

******

“Ughhh!! Die!!”

Keker grabbed the survivor’s head and burst it like a watermelon.

Per-Uh!!!

“Ugh. There… Keker. There is too much blood.”

“How are you! Kill them all!”

Keker, who had fun hunting survivors with the graveyard guardians, was killing all the tribes that looked like Mutuga’s unique ruggedness.

“Ah, I found the entrance on the third floor.”

“Okay? Let’s go. We’ll get to the 5th floor in first place!”

“Yes..”

It was Keker, whose tension had risen strangely since he began to use the graveyard guardians as his subordinates, and Son Ha-eun, who was sweating hard to calm him down.

Above all, these two were the slowest.

******

“Hmm.”

Jang Jo-jun pondered for a while and came to a conclusion.

“I’m going to meet Franken.”

An attack on North Korea should take at least three days.

However, Franken seemed to be able to seduce him in a few hours.

He chose the one that could be resolved more quickly.

Moreover, there was still quite a bit of time left before departing for North Korea.

Since most of the work was done in the Hell, of course there was no choice but to have plenty of time.

“Let’s go recruit professors.”

Jang Jo-jun headed to Franken’s laboratory.