Chapter 477 – 477. The Abyss of Despair

There were originally five powers on the Korean Peninsula.

First of all, the new Labor Party in North Korea and the Manma War in Seoul.

And there was one huge survivor camp in Gangneung, Busan, and Gwangju.

Yes, it did exist.

Jang Jo-joon probably didn’t know much because he never went out of Seoul, but Busan, Gwangju, and Gangneung had survivors’ camps of a size that was so reasonable that it was difficult to compare it with other countries.

This was largely due to the characteristics of the country, the Republic of Korea.

First of all, it was good to hide and endure because the apartments were densely populated, and the infrastructure was well built, so there were enough necessities and food to last for several months.

In addition, the tenacious spirit of the people of Korea, the competitive spirit to be better than others, and the innate game sense played a big role.

The culture itself was designed to withstand disasters.

Thanks to that, there were quite a few survivors on the Korean Peninsula.

Most of them are incorporated into Jang Jo-jun’s forces.

******

The sky is dark.

As if there were dark clouds only here.

Right.

The sky over Gangneung was covered with dark clouds.

This is not a natural phenomenon.

It is the result of adding disaster to disaster.

An abyss filled the sky.

As if a terrible curse had been cast upon the region.

The darkened sky was coloring the world with ‘despair’ as if it would not allow light.

“Ahhh..”

It’s a terrible curse.

The thin lines that entangled his whole body infused pain into his body.

“Turn it off…”

Only the sound of broken breath escaped from his throat.

The head of the Gangneung survivors’ camp looked down at his body.

“This, this…!!!”

The lower body had been replaced by that of an insect. The hideous appearance, as if it had been forced together, gave him goosebumps.

Even though it was clearly his own body, he was feeling the urge to destroy along with a fierce sense of rejection.

However, there is no choice.

He had no freedom to end his own life, he had no right to destroy his body which had been changed.

He is a prisoner

No, it’s a slave

No Not even a slave, just a test subject to be used and discarded.

Aquinas Dana chained him at the end of a tall pillar of despair and ‘transformed’ him.

His skin cracked and red blood and yellow ooze flowed out, gradually turning into an insect.

Is this a blessing of evolution?

Or is it the product of malice?

Who knows The only fate left for him would be to become an insect amidst excruciating pain.

No one listens to the screams of bugs.

That is what Aquinas Dana realized when she fell into the pit of the abyss, drank tens of millions of humans, and rose to the apex of trash.

“So there is no point in crying.”

“Keuk.. You…”

Seongman Kang, who was the head of the Gangneung survivors’ camp, gritted his teeth as he saw a woman approaching him before he knew it.

Aquinas Dana, the master of the abyss and the apostle of the abyss, was looking down at the world from his side.

“See? Their despair. Can you hear me? Their room.”

Aquinas Dana smiled faintly and asked him.

At this, Sungman Kang lowered his head in fear. Tied to a tall pillar, the world looked down upon was filled with despair, as Aquinas Dana said.

Death and death and death prevailed, and their suffering formed a river that collapsed the spirits of the living, and the fear of the deep abyss made the soon-to-be-dead scream and increase the acidity.

The Apostle of the Abyss asks, salivating at the despair of those who are ripening.

“I know. You should have listened to me. Isn’t it?”

One small creature closed its eyes tightly.

“Uh, how… To follow that suggestion… That was… That was impossible…”

Sungman Kang shook his head.

Aquinas Dana’s proposal was not acceptable.

“How… How can you sacrifice ten thousand people…”

It was Aquinas Dana’s suggestion.

Offer 10,000 survivors of Gangneung.

If so, the proposal to save the vested interests.

It was such a proposal.

Kang Sung-man muttered that there was no way he could accept it. Because among those 10,000 there were not only the elderly but also young children.

“It must have been difficult to accept. That’s because it’s a condition.”

Aquinas Dana grabbed Sungman Kang by the chin and made him open his eyes.

That’s her nature.

Deliberation that hopes that the opponent will be destroyed at the end of despair.

Apostle of Indicron.

This is the true apostle of calamity.

Those who find the will to live by trampling, crushing, and destroying others.

These are the words of those who have faced evil spirits.

It’s just that Jang Jo-jun’s mental power is abnormally high, so he still has some humanity.

This is the basic state of the apostles belonging to Manma.

The reason why Aquinas Dana becomes infinitely helpless in front of Jang Jo-Jun and becomes weak is simply because that opponent is the suzerain of ten thousand horses and the apostle of calamity that she longed for.

Originally, the apostle of the abyss is evil.

Originally, the Apostle of the Abyss was heinous.

Originally, the Apostle of the Abyss is infinitely cruel to human beings, and does not try to understand their feelings, personality, or ego.

For thousands of years, it was stuck at the bottom of the abyss.

I tasted the despair beyond the limits of numbers.

Flooded in despair on a planet-by-planet basis.

How can such a person sympathize with the heart of a ‘Mimul’?

They find value only in harassing, killing, crushing, and crushing.

To Aquinas Dana, human beings are nothing more than dust that cannot even become such a toy.

At least it’s necessary to make the jet-black wheel, so I’m just talking like this.

“Watch. And despair.”

Aquinas Dana, leaving only his strength on the pillar, went down again to the place where the ‘Cult of the Deep’ was unfolding.

******

Yes, Gangneung has become a colony of abyssal worms, jet black cockroaches.

A nest of giant worms.

Insects the size of people crawled in all directions, and the walls were covered with black tar-like remnants of the abyss, turning the entire city into darkness as if it had been engulfed in darkness.

-Kishaaaaa

Sha Sha Sha Shot-!

The black darkness covered the city, and the survivors were hunted down and dragged into the center of the nest.

Those who were dragged in were transformed alive and became food for young cockroaches and living egg nests.

“Shut up…”

“Poetry, fuck.. Fuck.. Fuck.”

“Ha ha…”

Also, some survivors were standing in front of a pitch-black pit and shedding tears as they thought of the future to come.

They were entwined in a thin thread, Kysilia’s web. It was woven like a gulbi.

“It’s a nice sight to see.”

Aquinas Dana, the main body of the Jet Black Wheel, is an apostle of Indicron.

That means offerings are also made to Indicron.

And indicron…

“He enjoys eating those who are in despair.”

Aquinas muttered to the people gathered in front of the pit.

It was a small voice, but for some reason it was heard clearly in everyone’s ears.

“Look into the abyss.”

The darkness that covered the eyes of the people gathered at Aquinas’s command lifted.

They looked down

Huge puddle.

No, a pit with no end.

In it, thousands, tens of thousands, and hundreds of millions of human beings and other intelligent beings were entangled, crashing into each other, crushing and breaking.

Their shouts, screams and cries are clearly audible.

Hundreds of millions of deaths, unheard until seen, tore the eardrums of those gathered in front of the pit.

“Turn it off!!!”

“Uh, Mom… Mom…”

“Fuck.. Why.. Why.. Why did you do this…”

“Oh God.”

Those who want to sit down.

Those looking for parents.

Those who call on God.

Even those who do not acknowledge their situation and are angry and lament.

“Now, I have to choose one of two options.”

Aquinas Dana imbued them with a memory.

“Turn it off.. This, this is…”

“Uweeeeek..!!!”

“Ugh… Fuck…”

The memory is the scene Aquinas Dana saw at the bottom of the abyss.

Those who had the abyss forced into their brains vomited or coughed as if they were trying to spit out something filthy.

“What you just saw is the scenery below this abyss.”

“Poem, I hate it.. I hate it!!!”

“Queuuuuu”

“Please… Please kill me. Please. Please.. Jebaaaaal!!!!!”

“No. I don’t want to fall down there…”

People struggle. Every time that happened, they all swayed together.

Because each other’s bodies were connected to Kysyria’s web, if even one person moved, everyone standing in front of the pit would shake.

Surrounded by sacrifices, they glared at each other and shouted not to move.

Looking at the scene, Aquinas presented two options.

“First of all. Jumping down here together.”

Everyone frowns. As if it’s something you don’t want to hear.

“Second. I will last an hour in front of this.”

In the second option, people’s faces became energized.

1 hours.

If I held out for an hour, I could not have suffered something worse than dying. Maybe you can live

Hope arose. The hope of being able to escape from that deep, deep despair.

Yes, Aquinas Dana planted hope in their hearts.

“Then let’s begin.”

She joined and clapped her hands.

“Kisshaaaaa!!!!!”

In an instant, adult jet-black wheels gathered around the pit.

“10 out of 100 people standing here become spawners of the wheel.”

With that word, 10 roaches attached themselves to 10 people standing in front of the pit and rammed long, pointed ovipositors into their stomachs.

Woo Woo Woo Woo!!!!!

“Chehehe!!!”

“Quaaaaa”

“Kuhuheouk…”

The unknown liquid that flowed from the ovipositor permeated the bodies of those who had turned into spawners and forcibly, forcibly connected them together to maintain their lives.

To be fresh food.

Soon, as if they were drunk with an anesthetic, the 10 people who lost their strength were about to fall towards the pit.

Their bodies lost their balance and leaned toward the hole in the abyss.

“Woo Ah !!!! Hold on!!!! We must endure!!!”

“1 hours!! You only need to hold out for an hour!!!!”

“Shit!!!!!”

The sane people shouted. In order to bear the weight of the fallen 10 people, the remaining 90 people use evil.

Because they had hope. If you can hold on for an hour, you won’t have to fall down the abyss and experience endless death and resurrection, destruction and regeneration.

“Then I’ll be back in an hour.”

Aquinas Dana left the place, instilling hope in them as if they could escape until the end.

Perhaps she will never come back.

In the first place, I was only thinking of dropping it all into the pit.

I just hoped that they would collapse, believing in vain hopes so that they wouldn’t fall.

“It’s about time.”

She said that only 5 hours were allowed to her.

Soon after, she returned to the Dark Wheel.

The occupation of Gangneung is over.

The remaining ones are Busan and Gwangju.

And it is only Daejeon with two survivors guarding the Resurrection Stone.