I Stole the Number One Ranker’s Soul 181

Episode 182:

Son Mo-ah, who had suffered a little while suppressing nausea, eventually couldn’t bear it anymore and spit out a thick stream of vomit.

I quickly turned my body to avoid exposing my naked body, but I couldn’t hide the fresh blood dripping down my chin.

“Gather it!”

Seo Ji-han ran as if he were flying. My hand wandered around, not knowing what to do, and sadly touched and fell again and again.

He thought he wouldn’t feel helpless after getting the body he so desperately wanted, but now Seo Ji-han felt more helpless than ever.

“Let’s stop collecting it. Please stop. huh?”

Instead of answering, Son Moa slowly walked towards the smashed boss monster and finished looting.

And he slowly nodded to Seo Ji-han, who was looking at him earnestly.

“is it so. “I really can’t do this anymore.”

As I spoke, I wiped my mouth with my sleeve several times, but blood kept coming out, as if I had injured my throat or was bleeding internally from my gastrointestinal tract.

It was sticky with saliva mixed in and the fishy taste was so strong.

That again fueled my nausea and made me vomit blood. It was a vicious cycle.

“Now get some rest. Me and others too.”

It was the answer he had been waiting for so long, but Seo Ji-han couldn’t be happier.

Son Mo-ah’s expression as she looked around was very bitter.

If they retreat like this, their sacrifice will become even greater.

However, it was important to Seo Ji-han that Son Mo-ah rest no matter how many ordinary civilians died. Therefore, as soon as there was no clear answer, we took action.

He grabbed Son Moa’s shoulder and immediately tore the scroll apart.

We arrived at a cabin by the lake.

Normally, Son Mo-a would have torn the scroll herself and moved, but the fact that she moved without saying a word showed how anxious she was.

If I were to waste time and the boss monster appeared again…

I had already been stabbed in the back once, and in return, Son Mo-ah’s physical condition was in shambles.

He wasn’t going to make the same mistake twice.

“Lakeside? “I thought I was going to open the gate and go to the dungeon…”

Seo Ji-han put down the confused Son Mo-ah on the sofa and quickly brought her water and some food. As far as

he knew, Son Mo-a hadn’t eaten or drank for at least 30 hours. He fought without any effort.

His body was made of magic, but she was not. He needed to eat and drink. “The

dungeon is full of civilians who have taken refuge, so I thought it would be difficult to rest, so I came here.”

“Ah, civilian. Come to think of it, I also have to meet Mr. Elfanis…”

“I have to gather. I decided to take a break.” Seeing

Seo Ji-han’s smiling face with his molars clenched, Son Mo-ah quietly stopped talking and sipped the water in the cup. Seeing that,

Seo Ji-han once again praised his judgment.

It would have been better if he had gone to the dungeon instead of the lakeside. He must have been moving around without stopping, saying that he was talking to Elfanis and taking care of his family while chasing after the civilians.

Then, after sitting for a while, he must have said he had enough rest and tried to do something else.

“Wow, that’s too much. Are you going to abandon us and leave without saying a word?”

Yoo Eun-dam suddenly appeared next to Son Mo-ah, who was taking a

breather. Ban Seo-hu and Ban Seo-jin also moved in. Seo Ji-han frowned and gave him a glare telling him to get out of the way, but the three of them paid no heed and each opened the refrigerator and took out various things. He started,

“Why did you all come here?”

“It’s the safest here.”

“Go to the dungeon.”

“I think it would be too noisy there. And if you go inside the dungeon, you won’t be able to hear people outside communicating through the communication department. Although only the people inside the dungeon can use it.”

Everything Yu Eundam said was right.

This place, protected by concealment magic and a sanctuary barrier, was the most appropriate place to rest.

In the end, Seo Ji-han, who had nothing to say, gave Yu Eundam a disapproving look, but could not pursue it any further.

Normally, he would have been a bit embarrassed. They would have argued more, but everyone was very tired, so all they could do was eat and drink quietly for a while.

“How much time is left for Seo Ji-han to materialize? How is your stamina?”

Son Mo-ah, who had emptied three cups of water and devoured the cookies on the spot, spoke with a sighing expression,

“There’s quite a bit left. Why?”

Seo Ji-han sharpened his blade in case he said, ‘Now that we’ve eaten and rested, let’s go again.’

In response, Son Mo-ah smiled bitterly, hesitated, and then cautiously opened her mouth.

“Actually, I wasn’t going to use this method, but… ..”

“What method?”

Seo Ji-han was now in a very sensitive state.

I managed to bring him to the lakeside and get him to tell me that he would rest now, but I couldn’t help but fidget because he might change his mind any time soon.

“Oh, he can’t even speak. “Let’s listen to this.”

In the end, the story could continue only after Ban Seo-jin, who was worse than him, dissuaded him.

“Even though there has been some lull in Seoul since the barrier was struck, boss monsters and humans summoning them through portals are still working in the countryside, right?”

“…I guess so.”

The next words seemed ominous, so Seo Ji-han hesitated before answering.

“The best way would be to set up a sanctuary barrier throughout Korea, but…”

“What? Absolutely not! With the state of my body right now…”

“No, I won’t do that. “I can’t even say that my magic power is at its lowest anyway.”

Still, if you go to partially spread the sanctuary barrier in a small area as soon as your magic power gradually fills up, you can reduce the sacrifices.

Seo Ji-han didn’t bother to say that thought.

If he did it for no reason and Son Mo-ah said, ‘Oh, that’s okay too,’ he would only be harmed.

“Anyway, that’s impossible, so I’m going to use another method.”

“What method?”

“When I thought about it, I realized there was no need to kill all the boss monsters that come to Korea. “I caught it because I couldn’t think of anything right now as I saw people dying.”

Son Mo-ah grinned while receiving strange looks.

“If they illegally dump monsters in our country, they just return the same amount and that’s it. “I’m thinking of sending it back.”

“ah.”

“I bought all the items I could find while disposing of low-level potions at the market, and thanks to that, I have plenty of movement scrolls.”

Although he said it with a smile, Son Mo-a actually didn’t like this strategy.

In the end, if you don’t kill the boss monster, which is a dangerous element, it will return as the sun someday.

So ultimately, it was best to kill it, but if the situation wasn’t right, it was just a way to buy time. It wasn’t a bad idea to deal with it like this.

“Okay! That’s a really good idea! So, all we have to do is drop a bunch of monsters on the capital of the country that abandoned us, right?”

Ban Seo-jin said brightly, as if he really liked it.

But Son Mo-ah was shocked at the contents.

“Oh no. I’m saying we should move it to the Pacific or the middle of the sea. If that happens, the civilians in that country will die. What are those people guilty of?” “I’ll be there.”

“…They are people who would have died anyway if they hadn’t illegally dumped on our side.”

I understand the desire for revenge to wash away blood with blood, but it is unfair to hold joint responsibility on someone other than the person who committed the crime.

Even more so if the target does not even understand the situation.

However, since such words did not seem to be applicable to Ban Seo-jin, Son Mo-ah gave a more practical reason.

“If you send it to the capital there, the hunters there will see it, but if you move it from there to our country right away, it would be meaningless. Scrolls are not infinite. So, please dump it in the middle of the ocean as far away from people as possible.”

Ban Seo-jin nodded reluctantly.

He sighed heavily as if he really didn’t like it, but nodded anyway.

Seohu Ban, who was quietly watching them, quietly intervened.

“But isn’t there a possibility that the monsters will directly return to Korea? It seems like they can use items too. Just like Pergis’ white leather was an equipment item.”

The previous incident of Pergis’ skin being removed was so shocking that Son Mo-ah quickly shared this story with others.

Seohu Ban recalled the story he heard at that time.

“Oh, that’s it. Since then, I’ve often talked to Mr. Elfanis, but the monsters now probably have very few consumable items. “In particular, there won’t be any moving items like this?”

“Are you sure?”

The dungeon owners were all people who had experienced the situation they were currently experiencing at least once.

If they could even make equipment items, there was no way they couldn’t make consumable items, so why don’t the monsters use potions or scrolls

? He recalled a conversation with Elfanis in the past.

‘Sometimes, no one of that race has any production skills, or even if they do, they are considered insignificant and disappear in vain. When the dungeon is liberated, they are the first to run out. They have low intelligence and In particular, since they are a warlike type, they prefer intuitive combat skills over potions or items. And.’

Elfanis, who was silent for a moment as if he was enduring something, added in a low voice.

His forehead was frowning as if he was enduring a painful memory.

‘It is difficult for those skilled in the production industry without any combat skills to pass the final hall. Many kings are fighting. This is because the battlefield where they fight is a very harsh environment for them.’

There may be some who have stockpiled a few items, but at the moment when the world ends, there are very few who save their supplies for the next moment when they don’t know whether they will succeed or not. In the end, most of the items are consumed in large quantities while holding out for the eve of the Hall of Doom

. As the production hunters die, they reach a situation where supply and demand are impossible.

In addition, after evacuating with the very few remaining items consumed after passing the final hall of the game, even the last drop of items is used up. As usual

. This world was also scheduled to unfold in a similar way.

However, there was a big variable here: Son Moa.

Because they were massacred by Son Moa, who would become the kings who should slaughter humanity, the item and crafting hunters were left intact. It was thrown away.

Son Mo-ah answered firmly,

“Well, I’m almost certain.”