Genius Corpse-Collecting Warrior Chapter 270

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Implicit Sun Moon Spirit (8)

[Devil… No, that is an evil spirit.]

The ancient dragon said with a swollen face.

“Evil spirit?”

[okay. Evil spirit. I know what you’re thinking. The five evil spirits cannot have any influence on the labyrinth. But he is different.]

“Details.”

Dallen twirled the blood-stained sword sheath. The dragon flinched for a moment and then slowly opened its snout. The unhealed wound burst open and black blood dripped down.

[It first appeared in the bottomless pit. I didn’t know where or how it was made. However, he showed off all kinds of secret arts and martial arts, and soon began to use this world itself as his power.]

Chiik.

Dark smoke rose from where the blood fell. The same thing happened with the dragon’s burst snout. It was the toxicity and regenerative power of hemorrhage.

[So, so to speak…he is the god of this labyrinth.]

He is the god of the labyrinth.

It was an unfamiliar word.

As far as he knew, there had never been a ruler who ruled the labyrinth.

In the first place, unlike hell or the realm, the labyrinth was not a scene created by someone’s imagination.

[That’s nonsense, Dallon. The labyrinth is an intersection halfway between the fantasy world and reality. It is a chaotic whirlpool that arose along the edge of the world, mixing limited physical laws with infinite possibilities.]

Jeokchang, who had been listening quietly, could not hold back and joined in. Dallen nodded silently.

The ancient dragon, unable to hear Jeokchang’s story beyond the image, seemed to have mistaken it for a nod towards himself. The guy continued talking, his purple eyes flashing.

[okay. He was the evil spirit of the labyrinth. Therefore, when it invaded our home, the Sulfur Sea, we couldn’t even put up a proper resistance. The gate couldn’t stop him. Even the unquenchable fire of the Sulfur Sea could not burn it.]

Perhaps because of the wound, the ancient dragon’s pronunciation was slurred at times. Dallen slightly raised his eyebrows at the unclear pronunciation. I didn’t criticize or intervene. Anyway, I was conveying useful information.

[Soon, he took control of the Bottomless Pit and even the Sea of Sulfur. In the end, the guy who single-handedly slaughtered a third of us placed a curse on everyone who survived.]

“Curse?”

[okay. A curse to go up to the surface and kill all humans.]

Dallon stroked his chin. If you look at what he does, he’s an evil spirit who can’t even get away with gambling.

However, the evil spirit was not just a gangster who popped out when he was bored at the entrance to some neighborhood.

Unlike the mischievous mobs who run around stealing money from street vendors under the pretense of paying rent, evil spirits are the rulers of hell, which is much older than the history of mankind.

They were literally like ending bosses. Even though the evil spirit was defeated over hundreds of episodes, there was never a new appearance.

And in this episode’s experience, there was only one reason why an unprecedented change occurred.

[…Did Dallan go down into the abyss and come back out without my knowledge?]

‘What kind of nonsense is that?’

[Tell me honestly. Unless you did something, there’s no way you could say something about a new evil spirit appearing. Of course, that guy also seems to be out of his mind…but he’s probably not saying something completely out of the ordinary.]

Jeokchang spoke in a doubtful tone. Dallen shook his head.

Of course, there were other speculations about that as well. If something had changed due to his influence in the bottomless pit, which I had never been to, there was actually only one possible possibility.

[…I also followed the group as if possessed, but came to my senses and hid in a bottomless swamp. That’s why I was surprised to see you.]

The ancient dragon muttered its snout, where the swelling had subsided. Not only the snout but also other wounds all over the body had almost completely recovered.

[At first I thought it was just a misunderstanding, but now it’s clearer. The texture of the soul flowing from you… I definitely felt a similar texture from the evil spirit of the labyrinth.]

“Is that so?”

[okay. It must have something to do with it. That was it. Because there was a way to get revenge. If I kill you here, it will definitely hurt him too…!]

That was before I could finish my sentence. The dragon’s snout opened wide and flames flickered.

Widely spread wings swept away the fog from the mountainside. A large object that rose tens of meters cast a long shadow.

The form of the dragon rising above the sea of thick fog looked like an evil dragon that would devour the world that appears in legends.

The evil dragon’s dark snout exhaled. It was the result of reciting the story while hiding the verbs in between.

━━━━━!

As he watched the purple rays shooting straight towards him, Dallen inadvertently thought that time had increased a little.

Of course, his sense of time has steadily become more sensitive, and recently he has been able to count the air bubbles in falling raindrops even when he is not in battle.

However, it was the first time that the ability increased even without separately absorbing the ability or using the skill.

Why? Because of the enlightenment he gained after fighting the Dragon God? Thanks to your training to skillfully use the power you have as much as possible? Or just because it’s closer to a fantasy world?

As the condensed breath approached, Dallon was thinking of the enemy he would hunt as a necromancer.

That breath attribute was nothing. I lost about 300 death knights due to an unfamiliar strategy.

The trivial thoughts were forgotten as I lowered my sword.

And an intangible straight line split the purple breath in half.

[Ugh…!]

The ancient dragon let out a final cry. It was a noise too small to be a scream, but too loud to be a moan.

Immediately, blood spurted out and the man’s skull split in half. The contents inside were the same. Then, its body split vertically.

The dismembered body fell and the ground shook. Dallen opened the status window to see the Gate Guardian’s body rolling down the mountainside.

The experience bar rose slightly. It was literally just a little bit.

***

After killing the dragon, Dallon immediately set out on the road.

There were two things to do right away.

One is to find the party wandering somewhere in the dark sea and moon, go down to the sulfur sea on the 5th floor of the labyrinth, and reach the gateway.

Then, visit the new evil spirit, confirm his identity, and stop the evil spirit from doing what he is currently doing.

In fact, after hearing the eyewitness account of the ancient dragon, he was half-convinced about the identity of the new evil spirit. What Dallen was curious about was the reason for his actions.

Did he have something to grudge against humans? Rather, if you had captured and slain other evil spirits, you would have slain the humans on earth who remained silent?

‘It’s unknown.’

Who would have thought that the blacksmith Dallukahim would forge tens of thousands of weapons, or that the necromancer Delum Jive would erect a memorial to the victims he killed?

In the end, in order to solve my curiosity, I had to meet the evil spirit of the labyrinth in person.

To do so, the first thing to do was to find the group and escape the silent sea and moon together.

Perhaps I might encounter an evil spirit before I go downstairs. According to the ancient dragon, it has already occupied the 5th and 6th floors, so it may even be able to overcome the implicit sea and moon spirit.

‘Hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe…’

‘Even like this, my son…!’

‘Sir…’

How long did he walk like that? Dallen stopped when he heard small whispers coming from somewhere.

While I was lost in thought, the surrounding scenery had changed quite a bit. The light fog that hung over the treetops still remained.

However, the thicker fog was up to my ankles. The source of the whispers was the fog.

Wetness covering the ankles and tree roots. The thick fog that climbed up and wrapped around the stems looked like snakes or tentacles.

Hwii……

Suddenly the wind blew and the tentacles fluttered. At that moment, the whispers grew into shouts.

‘Why do you have so little vision? ‘It wasn’t like this before!’

‘son. Please contact me. ‘Your mother is very sick.’

‘You’re going to keep doing things like that, Assistant Manager! ‘Does the whole department have to suffer because of you?’

These were voices I hadn’t heard in a long time. The ties on Earth that no longer appear in dreams and whose faces are slowly becoming just a feeling.

Someone screamed every time the fog tentacles shook. Some people got angry and some people cried.

While the voices were attracting attention, the trees moved silently beyond the fog. The angle and width of the road along the mountainside subtly changed, and rocks that could have been landmarks rolled slowly.

Dallen was watching it all with a sullen expression. It wasn’t a big deal, I was just curious.

According to the setting, the implicit seaweolryeong was originally a place like this. A maze of extreme evil that sifts through the painful memories of those who enter, while at the same time making the mountain itself move on its own and make you lose your way.

In the game, were there various debuffs depending on the character’s past settings and play history? In any case, it was truly the optimal trap for explorers descending into the labyrinth.

There is no explorer who has not committed murder at least once, and even if that were not the case, the mental stress must have been constantly accumulating from the first floor of the labyrinth to this place.

‘Because he’s my friend, I’m speaking honestly. That damn game…”

“Over there.”

Dallen turned his head, letting the voice go to one ear. Through my wide-ranging senses, I could sense the presence of one of the group.

‘…Small game…’

“Is it Bjorn?”

‘…….’

As soon as he started walking, Dallon was able to meet two of his group again. It was Bjorn and Sienna.

“Dallen… I came out of the water and found myself in a forest. What kind of hell is this… Cough! “Keuhum!”

“I’ve been looking for it for a while. “What are you going to do if you suddenly fall?”

Sienna was patting the back of a dwarf whose face was white due to his fear of forests. Dallen looked at the barrel duo and put his hand on his waist.

Sienna’s eyes sparkled when she saw that. The witch’s hand quickly pulled out a sword.

But just as the sword was halfway pulled out, a short stick sprouted from her head. It was an axe.

“Great Dallon! “What are you doing…!”

“It’s a doppelganger.”

The witch fell down next to the dwarf, trembling. Bjorn, seeing the half-drawn sword in that hand, closed his mouth.

He reflexively took a step back, pointing the shotgun at the witch.

Dallen tilted his head as he looked at that. He said.

“That’s strange. “Originally, the Doppelgänger of the Implicit Sea and Moon Spirit should have been a hallucination without substance.”

“…Wha hallucination?”

“This could be dangerous.”

Crack.

At that time, Sienna’s head turned halfway.