Genius Corpse-Collecting Warrior Chapter 9

Sewer Wizard (3)

The wizard with the ax stuck in his head fell backwards, and silence fell in the cavity.

Even for a while.

Rumble!

Wow! Whoops!

The frogman’s howl echoed throughout the cavity.

‘Rotten.’

Dallen drew his sword. He tightened the armor strap, which had become slightly loose during the last battle, with his left hand and pulled down the shield behind his back.

“Is it okay?”

Penny looked up at him with anxious eyes. Dallon answered briefly.

“It’s okay.”

Except something a bit weird happened. I just skipped the afterword.

Normally, frogmen in the sewer would not form a group this large.

At most thirty or forty. At most, it never exceeds a hundred.

Because their intelligence is less developed than that of their distant relatives living in the labyrinth, they cannot form groups larger than a certain number.

‘So originally, if you just defeat the wizard, they should disperse. That guy is holding the frogmen captive with black magic.’

Breaking through the Frogman’s army and sniping its owner.

That was Boss Mob Delric Valentino’s ideal strategy.

But why?

Even though their master fell, the frogmen had no intention of running away.

Rumbling!

Orrrrr!

Instead, they were busy baring their teeth at Dallan as if they were going to attack him at any moment.

Dallen could guess why.

‘I put an ax in my head and it didn’t come off.’

I don’t know how I survived. The hatchet clearly penetrated the shield magic and stuck right between the guy’s eyes.

Rumbling!

But that didn’t matter.

What is important is the reality that hundreds of frogmen are threatening to attack at any moment.

And if I didn’t plan on killing all of those hundreds of them on my own, I had to finish off the wizard who owned them.

‘If you don’t die even if an ax is stuck in your head, you can just blow off your head.’

Slap!

After making his decision, Dallon took a big step toward the altar.

Boom! Wow!

Orrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

The frogmen began to react more violently. Dallen smiled slightly when he saw that.

‘It looks like he’s alive normally.’

Well, how can you be sane with an ax stuck in your brain?

It was clear that he had the spirit of a wizard, but he didn’t seem to have the consciousness to strategically control the Frogman army.

If that were the case, it would have attacked him and Penny a long time ago and torn them to pieces.

“penny.”

“…yes?”

My voice trembled. She was agitated.

Dallen turned his head, made eye contact with her, and spoke slowly and clearly.

“Stay where you are. “I will finish it soon and come back.”

Nod.

After seeing a small nod, Dallon looked forward again.

He took another step forward.

Snap.

Wow! Whoosh!

Rumbling!

Snap.

Ur! Rumble!

Rumbling!

With each step toward the altar, their cries become more intense.

Dallen took a long stride. After taking a few steps, I started running.

Then the next moment.

Rumbling!

A group of frogmen attacked.

Crrrrr!

Sewage splashes everywhere. Hundreds of feet running and leaping across the swamp created waves.

Dallon was the end point of that wave. He ran towards the altar and shouted.

“Everyone, attack! “Frog heads!”

Wow!

One jumped in front of him. Dallen swung his shield.

Kwasik!

Half of the frog’s face was crushed. The remaining fist-sized eyeball twitched and screamed.

Another guy ran right behind the fallen one. This time I stabbed with my sword.

Suddenly!

War –

The superhuman strength of a simple stab cut off the frogman’s thick neck.

The frog’s head floats up and then falls to the ground.

Splat!

Before it fell, four more were already running towards it.

Wow! Rumble!

swing the sword Strike the outstretched limbs with the shield. He sticks his sword into the mouth of the one baring his teeth and cuts it sideways, cutting off the other guy’s waist.

with a splash! with a splash!

The frog’s limbs and heads spill out, creating a scene that resembles a mad scientist’s anatomy laboratory.

Internal organs and black blood created a slimy path on the walkway.

Dallen ran to the top of the road.

Wow!

Quang!

Deulmi hits the head with a shield. This time, only my head wasn’t crushed.

Crack.

The shield swung precariously, scattering debris. The leather covering the outside was already torn in half.

Kwasik!

When one’s head is split diagonally, the sound of something breaking is heard from the blade.

Dallen’s excellent senses allowed him to see the fine incontinence covering the entire sword.

Dallen didn’t care. He kept running.

Rumble!

Clink!

Finally the sword broke. The blade was stuck in Frogman’s chest and broke.

All that was left in my hand was the handle and pieces of the sword body. Dallen threw it away without any hesitation.

The next moment, a sword handle sprouted between the eyebrows of one of the frogmen. The guy just collapsed.

Ujijik!

The shield was also shattered. Both the tanned leather and the processed wood inside were shattered and scattered into fragments.

Dallon is all disarmed.

The group of frogmen rushed forward without missing the opportunity.

Rumbling!

These clever hunters knew instinctively.

A wild beast with its teeth pulled out and a human being without a weapon are just their meal.

Rumble!

In Dallen’s face, a frogman drooled and showed his thick teeth.

About half a span taller than his compatriots. Less thin limbs.

The leader of the hunting party leapt as if he were going to chew up Dallen’s head and swallow it in one bite.

And the next moment.

Pow!

The guy’s head exploded.

“Where are you pointing your filthy mouth at?”

In front of the corpse of a frogman whose head has disappeared.

Dallen was holding out his tightly clenched fist.

***

Penny felt like she was about to faint.

Dallon tells me to wait and then suddenly runs away. Hundreds of frogmen flock to his provocation.

A man was engulfed by a wave of monsters that even the guards guarding the castle gate were torn apart in an instant.

and.

‘What is that?’

The man was tearing the waves apart.

When the sword flashes, the head flies off. Or, the limbs with claws or the entire torso could be separated. Those who avoided the flashing sword were hit by the shield and crushed.

Penny couldn’t help but freeze in front of that unrealistic sight.

What kind of person would change a monster like that? It’s not like pouring grain into a millstone and turning it.

But Penny’s admiring gaze did not last long.

Clink!

The sword was broken.

“oh…!”

I could barely stop myself from screaming.

Apparently Dallon told her to stay still.

It was clear that running and screaming was an action to attract the Frogman’s attention.

There will be something to believe in. That warrior was not one to act rashly.

Although it was only a short time, Penny clearly had some faith in Dallen.

‘Let’s wait a little longer. little bit more. If things don’t work out, then run away and call people. Sienna also knows the Bronze Guard, so maybe…’

Ujijik!

At that time, even the shield shattered. Penny’s legs were shaking.

What should I do? Should I run away? When that warrior ran out, perhaps he meant for her to seize the opportunity and run away?

In the first place, is it possible for a person to face hundreds of monsters alone…

Pow!

Frogman’s head exploded.

Dark red and white pieces flying from the rainwater.

Penny couldn’t believe her eyes for a moment.

Dallen, who lost his weapon, began crushing the group of Frogmen with his fists and feet.

The speed did not change. No, rather it was the opposite.

The current attacks of crushing them with fists were faster and stronger than cutting and striking them with swords and shields.

The group of frogmen began dying faster and in greater numbers than before.

Penny’s legs were shaking in a different way.

‘What the hell…’

Who is that man?

Unanswerable questions swirled around her mind.

***

Kwasik.

A fist digs into the skull.

The fist, filled with superhuman strength, was not enough to turn the brain into mush and exploded the back of the head.

Boom!

Skull fragments scatter. Dallen pulled out his fist and spun his body around.

And he stabbed the frogman running from behind with his elbow.

Wow!

The skull collapses. Forward again. He stabs one guy in the stomach with his knee, then takes two steps and slams the other guy with his shoulder.

Ugh!

Grrr!

The monster spits out muddy intestines and blood. Dallen’s body was already covered in black blood.

Not all of the blood covered was the blood of monsters. Small and large wounds began to appear on Dallen’s body.

Phew.

I’m breathing hard.

His physical strength, which did not support his strength, made his limbs heavier as the game progressed.

Crack.

One bit me on the shoulder. A tooth the size of a span had penetrated halfway through the skin.

Dallen hit the guy with the back of his hand. The guy flew away with half of his head smashed.

Huh.

One step.

Dallen went further.

Before he knew it, he was climbing the steps of the altar.

A wizard has collapsed on top of the altar. He must have been giving orders to block anyone who was still alive and approaching him.

Rumble!

Cough –

Thick claws run long across the back.

As the pain grew hotter, Dallon turned around and kicked. The frogman, with his chest caved in, falls helplessly.

Rumbling! Rumbling!

One guy attacks. Crush your head. Another guy runs in. I broke both my legs.

Facing the surging waves of monsters, Dallon climbed step by step.

And finally we reached the top of the altar.

“Whew. Phew.”

I am out of breath up to the tip of my chin. It felt like my mind was turning completely white.

A feeling of deprivation that I have never felt since I took on a body that was far superior to that of a human being.

However, it was his victory. The fallen wizard’s body was at his feet.

Dallen looked around with half-blurred eyes.

Rumble.

Rumbling….

There was no one attacking me.

“Are you done? “You frogs?”

I laughed. Dallen spat out blood-mixed spit.

“Your master is dying. Are you still going to stay still?”

Dallen gently stepped on the wizard’s neck. A few frogmen flinched.

But that was the end.

survival instinct.

Their most fundamental desire as living, breathing beings was rejecting the orders of the wizard implanted in their heads.

“You idiots.”

Dallen looked down.

“Lord…kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk

…

Thin fluid seeps out from between the ax stuck in the head.

The essence I saw on the monster. A substance that heals and regenerates wounds.

That was one of the typical characteristics of a group of cultists wearing big mouth masks. It gives explosive regenerative power.

However, the technology is not yet complete. Dallen chuckled.

“Did you deliberately inject something that wasn’t even finished yet into your body?”

“Live, live…ah, get revenge….”

“Damn.”

Dallen put strength on the foot that was on his neck. The warlock’s half-opened eyes blinked urgently.

Wow.

The disembodied head rolled half a circle. That was the end of it.

Rumble!

Wow! Rumbling!

When the owner died, the group of frogmen turned around as if they had never seen before.

Running away from the monster that had cut down hundreds of their compatriots, they flowed through the sewer cavity like an ebbing tide.

Dallon looked at it and let out a small sigh.

“Whoa.”

My body is heavy. Although transcendental strength strengthens the body, it does not grant the same regenerative power as a warlock.

If we go to his laboratory, we can retrieve the body. Maybe that corpse would be the answer.

Dallen took his step. And it collapsed right away.

No, it almost collapsed.

“Mr. Dallon!”

“…I told you to stay where you are.”

Penny, who was supporting Dallen’s falling body, widened her eyes at those words.

“Are you crazy? Are you telling me to stay silent while everyone is dying? “Are you ignoring me just because I’m a sewer cleaner?”

“…Anyway, the civil servants are really proud.”

“yes? “Did you just swear in Northern dialect?”

“no.”

Dallen pointed to a corner of the cavity with his finger.

“Let’s go over there.”

The two people walked down the stairs slowly. There was a small wooden door where Dallon pointed.

As I open the door and go in, the smell of reagents passes through my nose.

An old desk and a half-finished bookshelf. Burnt books and broken laboratory tools scattered here and there.

This was the laboratory of the warlock Delric.

The final resting place of the heretics who were kicked out of the Magic Tower, which was a converted small passage in the sewer.

In one corner of the laboratory, a young blond man was lying tied up. Dallen pointed to the young man.

“Please look at that person over there.”

“Is that person…”

“That’s right. The missing person we were looking for. “I’m fine, so just make sure that friend is still breathing.”

Penny took one look at Dallen with worried eyes, then rushed over and knelt down in front of the young man.

Dallen, who saw him taking his pulse and checking his breathing, smiled lowly and looked away.

A corner opposite where the young man fell. A space where miscellaneous things are rolling around.

[The body of a mercenary who had become a cultist’s test subject was found.]

There was a gray body lying there that only he could see.