Chapter 492 – 492. Trap

Come.

It is a mighty spirit.

It is a being that has reached half of God.

The long-awaited prey finally bit the bait.

“Come. Get ready.”

The new slayer murmured.

Then the warriors of the ocean lined up next to him grabbed their harpoons and climbed up.

These are the people brought up from the deep sea. I’m sure I’ll pay for the meal properly.

Of course, he would not be an opponent of Jang Jo-jun, but people like No. 13 and Ainus would be able to block them.

“The problem is Nous and the demigods.”

The beast that was ordered to kill was already in a state of knowing who would be coming here.

This time, the ruins of the King of Darkness are full of trickery. Moreover, there are traps laid upon traps upon traps.

“You take care of Nous.”

“Usu.”

The balrog picked up an axe. It is a monster brought in to catch Nous. Even if you can’t kill Nous, you should be able to catch his ankle.

That was enough.

“Even if I could just drop it. The operation was half-successful.”

The slaughter beast, who was ordered to kill himself, closed his eyes.

He is different from Kecher. He retains all of his memories as a beast.

He was fundamentally different from Keker, who formed his true self from the memory of the sacrifice he had swallowed.

He could be considered cursed with knowledge. It was because the reason why it was made was different from the beast that was originally made as a storage pouch.

‘As soon as the battle begins…’

I will vomit out what I have swallowed.

Another fetish made to catch only one being.

The only thing a person ordered to kill is to wait for the right time and stab Mistiltein.

The battle belongs to others.

“I will feed the gods soon.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the mistletoe in his hand trembled slightly.

As if he wanted to have the blood of his prey on his body right away.

In response, the beast designated as the god-slayer calmed down by squeezing the mistletoe.

“Don’t run amok.”

Holding on to it shortens its lifespan.

At least, he’s just holding on because he’s a beast.

‘He must have been very angry.’

The mistletoe and the world tree spewed blood was too strong for a normal mortal to endure.

The World Tree, which had lost half of its branches, was full of his death, leaving only the spirit of reckless living.

Betrayed by the pantheon, even Nous, the only child he believed in, died at the hands of Jang Jo-jun.

Of course, Nus was still alive, but the World Tree was considered dead.

So disillusioned with the world itself, she scattered her hatred.

“Whoa.”

The slaughter beast looked down at his contorted arm and bit his teeth.

If you succeed in this job properly, you can get freedom.

Until the day when all disasters are over and the light of this universe goes out.

He will be able to gain a brief freedom. For that, he could do anything.

If he were free, he wanted to travel with the lover he had swallowed to stop the passage of time.

I wanted to spend the rest of my life leisurely and put an end to this horrendous life.

“Get ready too. At least three.”

Three more are coming down.

“Stop it. We have to do our best… To drain them. If we take the time, we win. If you win, the world tree will return. If you swallow the divinity, the world tree will take root again and spread its branches. Work If you want to save your master. Give your life.”

The beast ordered the guardians of the forest of Mangwijeon.

At his command, those who entered the ruins together to protect the new slayer opened a shaman’s formation to greet the approaching monsters.

They know that the world tree has returned to the primitive state. Still, they did not object.

For a cause.

If this operation succeeds, the world tree that killed the god will return to its original state.

At the point where the giant god and the dragon king had stepped out, there would be no virtue if they, who were mere mortals, rebelled against the pantheon.

Now that even Nous has been defeated and fallen into Manma’s hands, all they can do is fight to the death while being tricked by Bister’s flattering promise to revive the World Tree.

Even though they knew that the world tree was crying, they joined the pantheon for the future.

Because there is no way

In an era of cataclysm where even immediate survival is uncertain, it is not ugly to stick to the side of the strong and plan the future in order to survive.

There is no such thing as ugliness or subservience in a situation where survival is the premise. Every action has a justification.

The forest keepers did not betray the World Tree. Just waiting

Killing a god with the world tree, stealing the god’s divinity and waiting for it to grow again.

In the beginning, waiting for the World Tree, which swallowed up the gods of the universe to stretch out its roots and blossom, to come back.

The forest keepers cast a spell.

“Then, change the structure of the depth of the ruins from now on.”

The forest keepers and shamans nodded.

The bereaved land and they are already connected.

“Kuaaaaa!!!”

“Keuuuuu!!!!”

Three forest keeper shamans spontaneously ignited on the spot.

Dedicated his life to change the structure of the labyrinth.

Jojun Jang and his companions are forcibly dropped.

“You go up and carry out the rest of the plan. Noos has accumulated penalties. It will be easy to separate.”

At the command of the god slayer, the 7 magicians belonging to the pantheon teleported upstairs.

They are assisted by forest keeper shamans.

The ruins of the Dark King, which the gods had fled from, are now completely in their hands.

‘I have to get rid of the intruders.’

The Shinslayer, who was left alone, closed his eyes again.

You only have one chance.

There was only one chance to kill a god… Only once.

******

We all came down together. It was because he judged that he could protect Jillian and Jeong Ji-yeon enough.

“By the way… You said you smashed all the traps? And those…”

“The dark spirits you mentioned are my family, made by grinding things.”

“Oh my god.”

No. 13 could not shut up at my atrocities.

“Maybe this is good.”

“Why?”

“This is… No. Hmm. Ha.”

After a long sigh, #13 explained the hidden rules inside the ruins.

“Therefore…”

“If you break props or don’t disarm traps in a certain way, stacks build up.”

A warning of sorts.

Penalties for those who do not proceed in the prescribed way.

“The intensity of the traps is getting stronger and the place itself is becoming hostile.”

“Moreover, the more you kill the dark spirit, the stronger the dark spirit will come out. In a word, this space itself becomes hostile…”

“What is that?”

Does it matter

“How strong is the Dark Spirit supposed to be?”

“Ah.”

Number 13 glanced up at me again and she nodded her head in agreement.

“It’s okay to break all the traps. It’s not like I’m breaking it anyway.”

Haven’t had any problems yet. And judging by the difficulty level, it seemed like I could just break through.

Above all, the trap is not something I break.

“Whoa. Whoa.”

That guy over there who was warming up excitedly beat them all down.

Therefore, it can be seen that Nus took over all the penalties imposed by the ruins of the Dark King. Anyway, if it’s not just me, that’s what I mean.

All the bad things are left over, and I only have to suck on the honey. Because that’s the pagan way.

“Let’s go down. Let’s all go downstairs, find Ainus and Cheshire, and rescue the Dark King…”

Koo Goo Goong!!!!

“Huh? What!”

“Oh, no!!! Hold your hand!! If it falls!? Kyaa!!!!”

#13 tried to rally the party, but for some reason I kept getting away from #13.

Yeah, there was a gravitational pull behind your back.

As if being sucked into a black hole, the body is sucked all the way.

“This!!!!”

[No, I can’t stop it!!!]

Paimon shouted.

Can’t you stop

“Quaaaaa!!!!”

“Crazy!!!”

Before his body was transferred, he caught sight of Nous, who had been almost cut in half.

Suddenly, I remembered what #13 had said.

‘The stack builds up…’

Nous’ body is now piled up with penalties for breaking the trap carelessly.

Therefore, it means that he and I act differently even if we fall into the same trap.

‘Furthermore, the other party also…’

I also destroyed a few traps…

Therefore…

‘Me and Nous. And it can be easily divided into the rest of the party..’

Nuth, who broke a lot of traps, and I, who smashed moderately.

Then, the rest of the party who didn’t break the trap were classified… And each was blown to a different location.

‘At least Ella and Bella… Jillian and Jeong Ji-yeon… And No. 13 are attached.’

Furthermore, there are my followers who have made dark spirits.

What I’m worried about right now is Me and Nous, who have left alone.

‘What. Is there anything to worry about?’

I can’t kill anyone unless I’m a Sieg class. If my opponent is the same mortal, I have the upper hand almost unconditionally.

That’s because I’m a demigod

Moreover, Nous is strong enough to be similar to me. So don’t worry…

“Reply.”

Ah.

Suddenly I realized

I am a demigod.

He possesses more than 70% of divine blood and is the wise god of Manbokgyo.

It’s just that I didn’t rise to the position of God out of necessity.

As long as the conditions are met, there is a good chance of becoming a god.

“No way.”

Those who entered the ruins of the Dark King are the ones who want to capture God.

And they are given a weapon for killing God, which is presumably the World Tree.

A weapon only to stab and kill God.

“Trap.”

It’s a trap.

In the first place, their target was not the dark king.

After entering this place, trap after trap followed.

Yes, everything was a trap.

A trap that will bring me here.

Coo!!!

“Kuk.”

Transmission is over.

I quickly got up from my seat.

Seven wise men wearing cloaks.

Nine shamans lined up behind them.

Ugh!

The floor glowed with bright light.

Cheer up!!!!

“This!!!”

In an instant, the chains that rose up bound my arms, legs, and body, causing my stomach to stick to the floor.

Suppressed.

“Dare!!!!”

The moment I tried to give strength to my body to break the seal and stand up again.

“Are you here?”

The dark side.

Something woke up

“He who will become a god.”

Dark appearance.

A long snout resembling a beast and a red cloth wrapped around the body.

In his hand was a white branch and a trembling cloak.

The pupils of the two shining purple eyes were slit vertically.

That’s a beast

A beast that would kill a god.

[Master, that’s…]

“Oh… That’s their goal in the first place.”

I think it was me.