Chapter 502 – 502. Raising the Paternal Level

There are days like that.

The kind of day when things don’t work out dirty.

No matter what you do, the ending is the worst, and there are those unlucky days when accidents happen even if you try to stay calm.

“Shit.”

For Rakaja, today was such an unlucky day.

Since morning, I have been criticized for giving birth to a child without doing anything to my wife, and I have lost all my little money by gambling, and cheap drugs do not work properly, so my head is strangely dizzy and my stomach is sick.

At the same time, more than half of the store he was running was destroyed in a quarrel between other high-ranking Yi tribes, and his friend who ran the store with him died with his face half blown off.

There are a lot of Yi people who do not hold a funeral.

After all, a funeral is held by those who can afford it.

For the Yi people living in the black market, funerals were a stupid culture steeped in ostentation and ostentation, and an enviable ceremony that they could not do even if they wanted to.

In the end, Rakaja roasted and ate the remains of his friend.

That was the way the Yi people living in the black market let go of loved ones or relatives.

“Fucking bastard.. Why is it so delicious and damn good.”

Rakaja wiped away the tears and chewed up the remaining tentacle leg of his friend and swallowed it.

Finished with this.

The childhood friend who once dreamed of escaping the black market together is now in his stomach and will be with him forever.

Gurreuk.. Puuk.

“Damn.”

Rakaja forcibly put his second left eyeball back.

No matter how much I thought about it, the drugs I bought today seemed strange. Not only did the medicine not work well, but my body was creaking from before.

Saddened by the death of his friend, he walked into the entrance of an alleyway and hid himself in the darkness, losing all enthusiasm for the fact that the drug he had bought after a long time was such a defective product.

In the black market, to enter such a deserted alley alone meant that it was tantamount to asking for death, but Rakaza didn’t think much of it.

It’s a fucking life There is no future if you live here any longer. Due to the nature of Rakaja’s race, where males get pregnant, his wife will receive fertilized seeds and die giving birth to offspring that will be used as livestock feed for the rest of his life.

“Under. Fuck.”

He was pretty good in his old age.

Because he was in charge of the black market vigilante.

However, one day, everything was ruined because of that man who came out of nowhere.

“Jang Aim… Shit bastard.”

In response to his order to fire all incompetent vigilantes, the ugly fly Perpero, who can be said to be a powerhouse in the black market, fired him.

After being fired from the job he was attached to due to his connections, his life was twisted properly, and nothing came of it.

“Shit.”

In the black market, swearing at Jang Jo-jun means that he can suffer something worse than death.

To that extent, the existence of Jang Jo-jun was feared by the Yi tribe living in the black market, and it was a name that should not be mentioned.

However, his head hurt so much that he cursed at the cursed name he shouldn’t have called.

It was an inadvertent mistake, thinking that no one was around.

“Uh…?”

And at the same time as he realized that he had made a mistake, Rakaja suddenly felt someone staring at him.

A cold gaze from behind.

Something is looking at you

“Muh, what is it?”

Rakaja immediately stood up from his seat.

Soon he realized that someone was standing at the head of the alleyway.

“Uh…?”

Human.

Little kid.

A few steps away, Rakaza realized that a child who appeared to be human was staring at him, giving him a strange twisted grin.

“What, what is it?”

Humans do not enter the black market.

Since kidnapping, confinement, and cannibalism are common here, even some of Jang Jo-jun’s slaves did not want to enter unless they were confident in their skills.

So that…

It is obviously strange that such a child exists in this place.

“What are you? How are you here…”

Rakaja spoke to the child with a lot of tension.

If it had been him a few years ago, he would have probably shot himself first and foremost.

He must have been very excited about eating the meat of a human lost child that had been flowing in for a long time.

However, as a result of facing the human race with ridiculous powers, including Jo-Jun Jang, several times, humans became like a symbol of fear inside him.

Lakaza still remembers.

Just because Jang Jo-jun was in need of an offering, thousands of Yi tribes were ground as if they were being slaughtered.

Humans are dangerous.

In an era where destruction was just around the corner, humans were no longer a tasty snack.

“Hey, hey… If you’re lost… I’ll get you out… Ooh, how about we not fighting each other…?”

Rakaja made a fuss and raised both of his hands as if expressing with his whole body that he had no intention of fighting.

He claimed he had no weapons. He also said several times that he has no intention of fighting seriously.

No matter how young he was, if the opponent was a level 10 or higher player, there was no chance of winning against the ordinary Lee tribe, Rakaja.

“Haha. Haha!”

The child laughed

He just laughed.

Rakaza felt strange.

‘Am I not getting my words..? I don’t know the language of Earthlings… Fuck. Let’s just… Run away.’

No method. It’s common courtesy in the black market to be torn apart if you show your back, but the other person is human.

So you may not attack.

Moreover, it is a child. Perhaps he simply let go of himself, whom he had just encountered.

So Lakaza ran to get out of his alley and back home.

Ran

Ran again

“Heh-uh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh..”

The alley never ends.

The child was still smiling and standing behind him.

Suddenly, the alley he was in had turned into a strange place.

A place where you don’t know what

It was like an old alleyway in an unfamiliar cultural area. It was peaceful, but at the same time it was a place that made me feel uneasy for no reason.

At this, Lakaza realized.

“Ah.”

From the moment we met, I had fallen into that child’s trap.

Haha. Haha. Haha!!!!!”

The child laughs

The eyes of the laughing child were not laughing.

He opens his mouth and lets out a laugh.

That’s not laughing

It’s a scream.

It is a painful scream.

Anger is felt.

The reason is unknown, but Rakaza realized that the target of that anger was directed at him for some reason.

“Help me!!! Please!!! I beg you like this!!! Please!!”

Lakaza knelt down.

Then, at some point, his eye sockets became empty and he prayed toward the child whose head turned in a strange direction.

Fear gripped his body, and the unstoppable tremors gave way to his legs.

Haha. Haha. Haha. Under.”

The child’s laughter stopped.

Quiet.

Even the popularity had disappeared.

“Uh..?”

In response, Rakaja raised his head and tried to check the child.

“…”

A large beast is opening its mouth.

Rakaza couldn’t even scream.

His head was chewed up with a feeling of great horror and despair that just drove him crazy.

“Knock it off.”

Zhang Zhaojun wiped the corners of his mouth and wiped off the Yi blood.

“Level up.”

2 levels up.

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First of all, I have finished my consideration of how to properly utilize the slasher class.

In the case of the Cultist, which was originally my class, it is a class that focuses on subduing, enslaving, or killing a target.

Other attack skills are also very powerful, but to be honest, I was able to come this far because of the slave brand and human sacrifice.

In order to summon a monster like Kysyria, karma was needed, and that karma could be filled with human sacrifice, and slaves were needed to properly perform human sacrifice.

It could be said that it was the most important factor in forming a cultist.

‘The most important part of a slasher is creating fear,’

You designate a victim, drive that victim to extremes, and then kill them in a panic to steal their souls.

It felt like the stolen soul became material for other skills, like the karma gained through human sacrifice.

In addition, if the victim is made mad through the threat of a killer, it also has a mechanism that allows it to be remodeled and used.

It’s a class that seems to have been modeled after a killer in a movie.

“Next…”

I hid myself in the dark

After that, I chose all 7 skills.

I was still only level 7, so I thought it would be better to push it all the way through one route rather than learning it with medium heating.

It’s a cultist made by taking the power of all the demons in Manmajeon. All skills are real-compression fraudulent skills, so it didn’t matter if they were evenly applied, but the slasher that the dark king made independently was not compressed.

To put it simply, the skills are too subdivided, so in order to use a linked skill, I had to learn the preceding skill first, and because of this, I had to quickly decide whether to take the madman route or the demon route.

‘It would be nice if I took the demon route right away, thanks to Ayla’s accessories, the supply and demand of demons would be faster.’

If you take the madman route, it looks like you can make a crazy killer like me.

“Still, I’ll have to go where the item is.”

For now, I decided to take the skill with the demon route.

So the skills I took are the current 7 skills.

[List of Skills]
[Formula: Chain of Grudge, Laughing Child, Crying Man, Running Woman]
[Horror: Victim selection. Extreme Thrill Seeking, Censored Scene]

The pursuit of extreme thrills, chain of resentment, and victim selection are the skills I have checked before.

First of all, victim selection is a skill that points out a target to be killed, induces fear, and locates it. Chain of Grudge is a skill that turns the soul of a slain target into a demon and extracts and eats it. Extreme Thrill Pursuit is a skill that maximizes fear.

And the three newly added skills, Laughing Child, Crying Man, and Running Woman, were summoned creatures that could be created using demons.

And the censored scene was a hallucination skill that drew out the fundamental fear of the subject and forced them to watch it.

“Okay then…”

I hung from the black market ceiling and identified my next victim.

It is better not to touch too big people.

In order to turn the black market into a market, there must always be consumers brought in from the outside, and for this, it was not allowed to kill indiscriminately.

“So..”

I’m looking for someone who won’t be harmed even if I kill it in moderation.

For example, that Yi tribe staggering into the alley as if drunk.

‘Victim selection complete.’

I pointed out the Yi people who entered the alley a while ago.

“Go and surprise them. Play with it.”

Then he called out the crying man. It is the lowest level demon made from the soul of a Yi tribe that was killed earlier.

If you do not have a mental barrier-type skill or ability, you can see it as an existence that makes you feel fear from the moment you face it.

It’s as easy to destroy as it is easy to summon, but… The Yi tribe that entered that alley didn’t seem strong enough to destroy the crying man.

“Then…”

I went down slowly

I feel like a giant lizard.

‘Until the poachers arrive…’

I want to raise it to at least level 12.

After that, if you catch the field boss and break the ghost gate, you will be level 20 in no time.

When you reach level 20, just cut down the pillars of hell and kill them.

Unlike the early days of the disaster, there is now a course that can stably increase to level 25.

Of course, everything was built by me.

Yes, I had a perfect strategy to level up to level 25 in one day.