Eros Paradise

Chapter 43

Eros Paradise

In the year 5000 of the goddess calendar, the goddess prepares an event to transfer the throne to her children.She selects 100 couples of sub-races and pure-races and holds a contest for the throne of love, The Eros Paradise, in order to hand over the throne to the couple who share the highest and purest love.But the goddess was naive, and she overlooked the cruel desires of humans.Rather than misinterpreting the goddess’ intentions and sharing her affection, the participants cheat her blessings by using loopholes in the rules and expedients.And the participants struggle to ascend to the divine throne by controlling and eliminating rivals rather than cultivating love between husband and wife.There is no way to deal with it, and the wheel of Eros Paradise’s long journey, which has been messed up from the start, rolls without hesitation.

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Chapter 43 – 43. The First Counterattack of the Outworld Summoner (6)

※ Hate Note: Gore

· This is an episode with a rather brutal depiction.

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“Stop. If you come even one step closer, I will kill you.”

Monohorn’s eyes were stained with anger and bewilderment.

“Oh my god…”

Urmama was weeping from sadness and bewilderment.

Haha. Jin. Save me. No, help me, please… I’ll be sure to repay the favor.”

Where they were looking, Calvados, whose left arm had been crushed, stood supporting Martell.

The almost unconscious Martell, missing her right arm, leaned against Calvados in her naked body.

They came to Monohorn and Urmama.

No, to be precise, Monohorn and Urmama were watching them coming.

“Please… Please, help me just once.”

Monohorn and Urmama could not have imagined that their colleagues and traitors (or traitors) would appear in such a disastrous manner.

When they came into sight of Urmama, who had been watching from her hiding place, she let out her screams in surprise.

Martel, who squeezed out her last strength, sensed Urmama’s presence and fell into Calvados’s arms.

And appeared in front of them both.

“Get out of here. I mean get out of here!”

“We’re colleagues… Have I done anything to upset you? Right before we both died,”

“You bastard, won’t you shut up?!”

Woo woo woo!

In line with Monohorn’s fury, all the trees surrounding them unleash sharp shoots.

Aaaaang!

The stems were driven into the ground all at once, forming a barrier separating Martell and Calvados from the Monohon couple.

“Don’t use useless emotional arms and get out of here!”

Calvados bit his lip.

“I-I’m sorry I couldn’t take good care of you when I was sick. But a colleague who has been with me for months, who has such great abilities, and is not a complete stranger.”

“Sir, how can I trust you when one of you poisoned a mamang and got that tail!”

Calvados’ eyes shake violently.

“No, Martel can’t be like that,”

“Fuck me! Then you must have fed it!”

“No, no! I will never…!”

“They also brought wrong information!”

“That, that was a mistake,”

“Get lost!”

“It’s because of the heavy snow,”

“I’m bringing Regal’s men disguised as demons!”

“Regal? Suddenly what…? Who the hell is that?”

“Regal B. Whisky! Regal Duke!”

The eyes of Calvados, who somehow made excuses and begged for mercy, widened as if they were about to tear.

“They, those demons, are the Regal Duke’s subordinates?”

“Hmph. Who else would do something like this other than that bastard? Incompetent bastard. Even if you’re not a traitor, even if you’re not a traitor, just being incompetent for not noticing any of that is a death penalty, damn it.”

When Monohorn spoke coldly, Calvados collapsed.

“Bo, revenge, I can’t… It’s impossible…”

And get frustrated

“To think there’s a Regal Duke behind them…”

Monohorn laughs at Calvados.

“Hmph! It doesn’t matter if you’re flirting or being taken advantage of! It doesn’t matter that Regal is after me and that one of you is definitely a traitor bastard.”

Calvados looks up at them with blurry eyes.

“The Regal sent ten men this time. I don’t know how many more hounds are coming. And I’m still not sure which of you two is the traitor. But still ask me to take care of you? Am I a philanthropist, the fuck?”

Calvados’s eyes were filled with anger.

“No way, because of you, the Duke of Regal made us look like this,”

“Hey man, you fucking bastard!”

Monohorn bursts into exasperation.

“I’m a victim too! The Regal kidnapped me and Maman and wants to enslave them! I’m avoiding them, so why do you hate me? Did I make you like that? The Regal bastard’s subordinates fucked you like that, I’ll bite you like a fingernail.” Did you even touch it, huh?”

“If you can help with your abilities…”

Monohorn shook his head resolutely.

“You bastard who has no answers. Fuck you. I won’t do it. I live on my own. I did as much as I could.”

Pudeudeuk.

Calvados grinds it.

He expresses his anger at the loss of a place to go to Monohorn.

“Fuck, then give me at least one blanket! I’ll survive on my own! Just like you said, it sucks and all of my gear is taken! My arms are cut off, and I don’t have any winter clothes! I’ll freeze to death before I get stabbed with a knife! I can give you that much!”

Urmama silently looks at Martel, who had fainted a while ago.

As if her miserable condition had been stepped on in her eyes, her eyes were constantly blushing.

Monohorn looks back at her.

“Do you want to help Maman?”

“… Yes… I wish I could help you even just a little bit.”

“Okay.”

Mono Horn takes a blanket and lighter from her bag and throws them.

Flutter.
Tuk, tangrure.

Throw in a water bottle and an extra pair of shoes.

Chuck, rock.
Widely.

“Eat and leave.”

Calvados looked up at him with bewildered eyes, as if he hadn’t thought that the real Monohorn would give it to him.

“Oh, thank you.”

Then he grabs Martell with his one remaining arm and heads to the corner.

Around her mangled fingers, the pain in her affected area frowned as she looked after her.

Gather broken branches.

Chak, chak, hwareureu.
Tadadak.

With the igniter inserted between the soles of the feet, press the plug with the palm of your hand to make a fire.

The embers move to the collected branches.

Wrap a blanket around her body.

Open the cap of the water bottle and pour it into her mouth.

“Ahhh…”

Martel lets out her moans.

But her moaning has more stakes of relief and release than pain.

Wasasak.
Wasasasak.

Among the clean leaves around it, it lays down like a dog and plucks out poisonous ones with its teeth.

Chew in her mouth.

The bitter taste makes my face rot.

“Two! Ugh…”

Spit it out and apply it all over her feet and body.

Clap clack.

Only then did Calvados himself drink some water.

“Ha…”

Finally, she puts the shoes on her feet.

All he had drunk was two sips of water.

He struggles to stand up from his seat on the floor.

Bend deeply at the waist.

Put his knees back on the floor.

Put his head on the floor

Monohorn, who was watching it, seemed to be looking at a dog about to die lying face down in the direction of its owner.

“Thank you. We’ll probably both die here. I’ve already prepared for death. It’s true that I had some hope of meeting you, but I also knew that the possibility of death was high.”

His voice gets wetter.

“But before I die, I wanted to catch my breath for a moment. They must be coming after us.”

“I know, you bastard.”

“… I’m sorry. I’m really sorry for using you guys.”

Monohorn looks down at him.

“But well, I came to meet those bastards, so it really doesn’t matter that you came here.”

And throws two apples.

Tok, tok.

“What…? Now what…?”

Monohorn hugs Urmama’s shoulder affectionately.

He softly soothes her weeping and carries on her words.

Hehe. Hey, Calvados.”

Monohorn let out a ferocious laugh.

“If you really, really aren’t a traitor, and if you survive until this is over, I’ll be sure to apologize. I’ll help you get treatment.”

Sabakin, Sabakin.

I hear someone approaching in the distance.

“Because it happened because of the Regal hounds you chased after us. Just, you have to take moral responsibility.”

The sound of footsteps getting closer and closer.

“Phehehe. Well, it can’t be helped if he dies in the middle.”

Shed a laugh

“But if you die, I will definitely avenge you. I’ll kill them all anyway.”

Pour out anger

“By the way. You were a traitor, right? Then you’ll regret not dying right now. Hehe. Did you understand me?”

“Uh, uh…”

Monohorn was so different from the low-key look he used to know.

In a way, it looked like madness.

He is puzzled and answers in a hesitant way.

“If you don’t want to get lost, it’s moderately squeezed into a corner.”

At Monohorn’s instruction, Calvados struggles to take Martel and runs away in a hurry.

Sabaksabak.

Demons begin to appear.

“Mamang, stay far away and send me your strength, okay?”

“Yes, yes… Hero, can’t you get hurt?”

Side!

“You can believe it. Go quickly.”

Urmama tries to smile as she wipes away tears at Monohorn’s kiss.

“Yes! I always believe in you!”

Mono Horn turned his head and watched the bandits approaching with great tension.

I radiate this ability to all of them.

Woo woo woo woo!
Pass Sussut!

Hundreds of stems grow.

“Maintain the defensive formation! Knock them all out!”

The boss issues an unrealistic order.

Still, the magicians followed without saying a word.

Because if you don’t follow me, I have no choice but to die.

Chew!
Cranky!
Right!

He wields an ax and a sword like crazy.

Cut out.

Give in to power

Tup!
Stuffy!

The limbs of the surviving magicians are seized.

“Keuheuk! Du, boss!”

“Damn…”

The boss feels that it is already too late.

The moment he rushes to the rescue, he himself will not be able to avoid that situation.

Drop one

Back to back with uncaptured magicians.

Kwaddeuddeuk!

The captured magician’s limbs are pulled.

The magician’s whole body stretched out.

It is dragged between two large beautiful trees.

The huge stumps of the beautiful tree grow slowly rotating in opposite directions.

The direction of rotation between them was the direction in which the demonic enemies were sucked in.

“Ughhhhh!”

I get sucked in between the wooden beams from the foot of the magic bandit.

The two beautiful trees come close enough to touch each other.

Wooded Deuk!
Hard!

“Kee, kieeeeeaaaaa!”)

The magician’s face turns bluish.

Martell woke up when he heard the demon’s scream.

Calvados and Martell were stunned by the horrific sight of humans being turned into paws while alive.

Martell was confused as to whether he was still dreaming.

The bandits who cut off the stem to tie them up also get dizzy.

Food.

Monohorn laughs at them.

Damn!

Suddenly, Monohorn claps once.

The stems that rushed towards the demons stopped.

The surviving boss and one of the bandits hesitantly retreated.

Everyone shuts up

Only the screams of the demons thinning between the rollers created by the Monohorn cover the terrible silence.

“Why? You’re very confused because it’s so different from what you thought, customer?”

The lower half of the magician’s body became well-minced beef jerky.

Wood Deuk.
Hard, hard, hard.

The ribs, followed by the silence followed, begin to collapse.

“Kuuuuu…

Charleuk.
It’s okay.

Marjeok vomited food mixed with blood as his stomach was thinly sliced.

No, there seemed to be more pieces of broken intestines than food.

The eyeballs are swollen as if they are about to protrude out of the eyes.

Blood flows continuously from the ears and nose.

Everything inside the outer skin of the body is pushed up to the neck and mouth.

“Queeek…”

Chow ah!

My heart exploded and blood spurted out.

The sound that came out of his mouth was too foreign to be a scream.

It was almost like the sound of something visceral coming out of my throat and scratching my vocal cords.

Crunchy!
Push!
Chii profit!

The eyeball is protruding and hangs on the optic nerve bundle.

Sticky blood mixed with solids flowed from the seven holes in his face.

The wooden roller stops rotating.

Only the devil’s head remained between the two trees.

A long tongue and two optic nerve bundles flutter in the wind.

“Isn’t this a completely natural tube squeezer? Hey! It’s a Regal Takari! This is a really great item, but will it be commercialized?”

Monohorn deliberately allowed them to concentrate on squeezing the bandits.

His madness even made the boss feel terrified.

When they made no reply, Monohorn mocked.

“Did you crawl leisurely without knowing it would end like this? If you chased rabbits and came to me with them in front of you, did you try to run after them? Hey, did Neg Regal tell you to do that?”

Soft.

The boss quietly grinds his teeth.

I do not dispute the insults that laced Regal.

They officially have nothing to do with each other.

There should be no end to it.

“Or, did you mix the traitor among those two bastards and try to stab them in the back when it’s decisive?”

Flinch.

Monohorn does not miss the boss’s very subtle gestures.

“Caught, you bastard! Did you just catch it? You’re at the level of a jerk, you’re bored~ Did you accidentally give birth to a son of a jerk by acting like a prostitute and punching a brainless bastard? I mean~ Ki hee hee”

Monohorn even pointed at the boss and provoked him.

The boss trembles all over.

“You idiot~ You idiot~ You goja~ You go crazy~ Whose head came up with a strategy like that that only appears in classic literature? Whose head~ It must have crawled out of the head of a bastard bastard~”

“Keu, keuuk…!”

“Hey, is he crying? Is he crying, is he crying? Hey~ He’s crying~ Oh, people in the neighborhood~ Look at him~ He’s crying because he’s embarrassed that he was born as a prick-head after picking up a prostitute’s pussy~”

“I will kill you,”

The boss took an ax and took a charging stance.

At that time,

Pooh, pooh!

Pointy tree roots pierced both feet of his subordinate Majeok, who was in a state of fascination as he watched his colleague die brutally.

“Uh?”

The magician makes a bewildered noise and looks at the instep of both of his feet alternately.

The boss jumps up from the ground in fright and lands on a nearby rock.

The boss’s back was already wet with cold sweat.

Whoop, whoop!
Fufufufufufu!

The roots grow and pierce the leg of the magician.

It entered obliquely from one side and penetrated all the way to the other side.

Make a new hole and repeat the same process again.

“Kuaaaaah!

“Tada! This is a great item! It’s a must-have for celebrities! These are natural organic gladiator sandals, dear ones!”

Wooded.

The tree roots that penetrated both feet of the magician became thicker and tightened the instep and ankle.

“Quaaaaagh!”

Even if the magician removes all the tree roots that have penetrated both feet, it will be difficult to walk again on this battlefield.

Uzijik.

Roots grow and forcibly spread the magician’s legs 180 degrees.

“Ah, it hurts! Stop, geumaaan!”

Wield the knife in your hand

The roots oscillate and interfere with aiming.

Do not reach

Make a fuss

Whee profit.
With Tang.

The sword that was swinging wildly flies around Martell and Calvados.

Calvados, who was watching carefully, pushed the knife to Martel with his foot.

Martell picks up the knife with his left hand.

The two step back a little further.

I felt like I wouldn’t be able to survive if I got even a little bit involved with them.

Woo Woo Woo.

A deformed tree in the shape of a circular saw blade grows about 1m below the crotch of the horse.

The tree trunk that has grown as if penetrating the center of the saw blade begins to rotate.

The saw blade also spins.

The vertically rotating saw blade seemed to foretell the disastrous future of the magicians.

Whey.
Hey hey hey
Sheaaaaa!

The circular saw blade, which was gradually accelerating, soon rotated with a terrible puncture sound.

Charleuk.

It was pulled about 50 cm at a time.

“Quaaaaagh! Oh, no! Stop!”

“Shut up~♬”

Chew.

It was pulled about 25 cm at a time.

“Sah, save me! Help me!”

“Hey, son of a bitch. I heard you’ll catch Mamang and put a round bread on it and kill him? You said you’d cut Maman’s corpse into pieces and float ‘well done~’ and then stuff them in my mouth until my stomach bursts? Is it the sound of a prostitute that a ruggal is a prostitute? “

“That, that’s the boss,”

“Yes~ Next patient, fuck yourselves~”

Chew.

Again 25 cm was pulled at once.

With the circular saw blade touching exactly the middle of the crotch, the movement of the roots that wrapped around the magic bandit’s legs stopped.

Aaaaa!
Charrrr
Chew!

Blood, flesh, skin, and lumps of some sort splattered.

“Kiaaaaa!”

The thief shook his arms randomly and screamed.

Monohorn thought it looked like a dancing inflatable doll at the entrance of a cell phone store.

“Kikik. Stupid~ Ahh. Hmm. Order.”

Monohorn improvised, grew a hammer-shaped twig, and broke it.

“The verdict of the original court is overturned. The accused is sentenced to half a sentence.”

The horizontally grown trunk was struck down three times with a gavel.

Bang, bang, bang.

The demon is slowly drawn toward the circular saw blade at a rate of 1 cm per second.

“Eh eh!

Deuk Deuk.

The strength to pull the legs left and right gradually becomes stronger.

The tree roots dutifully dragged the magic bandit with the circular saw blade, but did not forget to pull it left and right.

The sincerity of the tree root originated from Monohorn.

The judiciary, headed by Monohorn, diligently executes the death penalty.

“Breathe… Turn it off…!”

More than half of his chest was already split.

Broken intestines spilled on the floor.

Even the sound of wind leaking through his throat has subsided.

Wood Deuk!
Chaaaaagh!
Wheeeee

The circular saw blade stopped after cutting through the top of the head.

Woo Woo Woo.

The root of the tree split the left and right parts of the body and lifted them apart.

Pop.
Pop.
Pop.

Blood trickles down the floor.

Mono Horn took something out of her pocket and poured it into a hand made out of a twig.

The wooden hand stretches out while holding the white powder.

“Gum gum~”

Woo woo woo.

“Gun! Egg delivery~”

Good!
Catch up!
Chow ah!

Sprinkle the white powder evenly over the left and right half of the horseman.

“Today’s biting common sense! Sprinkle salt on freshly butchered and cut meat, and the piece will sway!”

Pudder, pudder, the pudder, the pudder!
Viscount Chow!
Purrrr.
Chew!

The demon’s corpse spasms with blood.

“Ooh, ooh!”

“Uweeeeek!”

Martell and Calvados finally can’t stand it and vomit on the floor.

The boss’s face is also pale.

The boss secretly looks at Calvados and Martell and winks.

At that time,

Dump.

“Haha, haha. Ae, Aemi, Shibural.”

Monohorn, who looked down on the battlefield from a high place, collapsed.

“Koo, kuweeeeek!”

Vomit bloody filth.

The boss’s eyes shine.

“Mr. Ibaal … I’m fucking …! You know that you are lucky!

Tree trunks wrap around Monohorn’s body.

He hurriedly leaves the battlefield while hanging on his trunk.

The face of the fleeing Monohorn is pale.

“Whehehehehe! Ohhhhh! Kekk!”

Even in mid-air, it vomits downward.

The movement of the tree trunks is unstable.

Stumble

Soon after, his appearance disappeared.

Tension began to build in the clearing where only three survived.

Eros Paradise

In the year 5000 of the goddess calendar, the goddess prepares an event to transfer the throne to her children.She selects 100 couples of sub-races and pure-races and holds a contest for the throne of love, The Eros Paradise, in order to hand over the throne to the couple who share the highest and purest love.But the goddess was naive, and she overlooked the cruel desires of humans.Rather than misinterpreting the goddess’ intentions and sharing her affection, the participants cheat her blessings by using loopholes in the rules and expedients.And the participants struggle to ascend to the divine throne by controlling and eliminating rivals rather than cultivating love between husband and wife.There is no way to deal with it, and the wheel of Eros Paradise’s long journey, which has been messed up from the start, rolls without hesitation.

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