My Demons - Chapter 62



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My Villains Episode 062

17. Popaluk Katalas (2)

A blue light can be seen in the distance.

It’s a color that feels somewhat ominous.

When I was a college student, I participated in a theater club and uploaded a play called ‘Titus Andronicus.’

It was a play so bloody that you can’t imagine it being Shakespeare’s work. I remember covering the lights with blue film to create the play’s most terrifying scene.

The lighting at that time was exactly that color.

•••Gosh, after being in the dark for so long, I’m getting all sorts of strange thoughts.

I waved the torch for no reason, scattering red sparks. He adjusted the hilt of his sword with his other hand and hurried his steps.

I tried to stay calm, but the more I climbed the stairs, the more ominous I felt.

Around the time I discovered a stone building built on top of a hill. I could instinctively sense that this was not just a matter of mood.

Wooooow.

Yes, this must be a magical feeling.

What else would detecting magic be other than a magical sense? I guess I can feel this because I invested points in magical power.

Ominousness is taking shape.

I extinguished the torch by rubbing it on the floor and took out a new one. I unwrapped the outer cloth so I could light a fire at any time, and finally reached the entrance of the building, keeping my footsteps quiet.

The building was made of large bricks, and the open entrance on one side was as large as a castle gate. I stuck to the wall and peeked out to look inside the building.

The scenery of the ‘altar’ was similar to what was seen in the game, but different.

The circular staircase in the center of the stone chamber, the large arched window opening into the cliff, and the small platform nearby were the same as those seen in the game.

The swarming corpses and the blue lights wandering near the ceiling were things I didn’t expect to see here. The white sand and blood stains scattered on the floor also attracted attention.

However, there was something else that was most shocking.

When I found the seal hanging below the window facing the cliff, I screamed inwardly.

Ellen!

Ellen, who was leaning against the wall with her eyes open, looked pale and pale.

The blood flowing from his lips was soaking his robe red, and the white shirt he usually wore was also covered in blood. The blood flowing down my drooping hand dripped and formed a small puddle.

like… He looked like a dead person. Ah, no matter how many times I looked at it, it seemed that way.

My vision became distant, and soon turned red.

I vomited out the hot stuff rising up my chest through my mouth.

“Ellen, Ellen!” At the sound of a roar that shattered the silence, the eyes of the undead gathered in the room all turned towards me.

So whatever, fuck it.

After throwing away the torch and bag, he rushed towards the group of undead without even looking back.

“Yessssssssssssssss-”

The corpses, whose bodies had been swollen by the water, ran towards them as if they were collapsing, but before they knew it, the blood-soaked Pulsion split them apart by spraying red sword light.

Wow.

The bodies were lying on the floor in groups of two at most and three at most. Sometimes, when the blade gets caught in my jaw or ribs, I say, “Kwaaap!”

Bye!

He cut down another guy and shattered his bones.

The rough slash caused rotten bodily fluids to splash out and stick to his face. Fetid intestines and bluish brains spilled out onto the floor.

A corpse missing the lower part of its body was lapping at the floor and reaching out its hand. He lifted his foot and trampled on his head.

Poseok.

I didn’t think it was disgusting. It just looked like a scene from a dream. When I had cut down about thirty zombies, Kang!

I suddenly come to my senses due to the shock rising through my grasp. What blocked my slash was a spear made entirely of iron. The guy holding the spear-

“Skeleton?”

Instead of examining my opponent closely, I swung my pulse reflexively.

Kagagak!

The blade wrapped around the spear struck down, creating sparks. He was planning to throw off his wrist or fingers, but Pulsion ended up being bounced off the hard gauntlet.

“This is crazy,”

I swallowed my astonishment when I saw that the guy blocking my path was armed.

A golden helmet decorated with red tassels and golden full-body armor with a red shoulder belt – that extravagant outfit gave off an unbelievable presence.

The weapon he held in both hands was not a spear but a three-pointed sword. Red smoke was flowing out from the end of the blade, which was split into three.

These are pieces of equipment that are so unique that it is impossible to recognize them. The armor was clearly a set item called ‘Emperor’s Bestowal’, and the three kurts were clearly a unique glaive called ‘Blood Line Seal’.

What on earth is this? What kind of bastard has this kind of equipment?

“Ugh,”

I was shocked for a moment, but then the three-pointed sword descended, billowing red smoke. The moment I faced that sharp blade, the bloody vanguard’s fixed option came to mind.

‘When landing a critical hit, there is a 15% chance of activating an instant death strike (Vorpal strike).’

Huh.

“Ugh!”

I quickly jumped up to avoid the three-pointed attack and threw a pulse at the guy who was attacking me from behind.

earth!

When my instinctive thrust was blocked by a shield, I stretched out my left hand and grabbed the blade of the shield. Then he pulled with all his might and slashed at Pulsion, but the red-stained blade ended up bouncing off the white pauldron.

“Ugh-”

The one who received my attack growled lowly and swung his mace at the sight of a uvula-less creature. At that moment, the mace flashed and radiated light.

“QW

As soon as I unconsciously closed my eyes, I quickly pulled the pulse because I thought it was a mistake. Then, I took a defensive stance in the direction where the wave sound was heard, and boom!

“Oh my god-”

Pulsion’s blade, which blocked the mace, broke in half!

Crazy, this must be a rare item.

Huh.

I frantically backed away and avoided the mace. It was only after I stepped back for a while that I came into view of its armed forces.

The armor is ‘pure white’, the helmet is ‘Knights’ Loyalty’, the shield is ‘Forgotten Crusader’, and the mace is ‘Fallen Star’?

Crazy, they all have unique Paladin equipment!

“What kind of idiot would put this kind of equipment on a skeleton?”

Wait, this can’t be-

“Stop.”

At the sound of a low voice coming from the corner of the stone room, the undead who were rushing at me like crazy stopped their movements all at once.

I had goosebumps all over my body and turned my head to where the voice came from.

“You came earlier than expected, Phoenix.

army.” “… … Mr. Luke?”

The person who appeared from the shadow of the stairs was Mr. Luke, the undertaker.

“Hehe, I’m glad to see you okay. “Are you hurt anywhere?”

His tone, facial expressions, and gestures were the same as usual, but the unfamiliar atmosphere and two familiar objects made Mr. Luke look like a completely different person.

A turquoise crown that glowed eerily under the pale lighting, and a white staff with a string made of twisted gold hanging from it. These were the ‘Ancient Ruler’s Crown’ and ‘Cournugia’s Bone Staff’, which were unique equipment exclusively for necromancers.

Yes, these were the very items I had equipped the ‘corpse manners bastard’ with.

“… “Was it a lie?”

“lie? What do you mean, ah, not dealing with hexes?”

Mr. Luke continued speaking as he walked among the corpses at a leisurely pace.

“I am a shepherd who leads the widowed sheep to liberation. “How could what I’m dealing with be a sorcery?”

“•••Fuck, what bullshit. “Did you kill Ellen too?”

At my harsh question, Mr. Luke, no, the humid old man clicked his tongue.

“Tsk. I thought it was good to be polite for a mercenary. After all, it is vulgar language worthy of the soul.”

“Stop licking your tongue and just answer. “Did you make it like that?”

“That’s right. “I did that.”

“You son of a bitch!”

As I stepped forward and shouted, the skeleton soldiers raised their weapons.

“Ugh,”

Ugh, all of them are wearing equipment that is too much for a skeleton soldier. The reason why they were wearing equipment that only high-level heroes would wear was none other than me.

Idea.

When a Dark World normal mode hero dies, he or she loses some experience points, equipment durability, and money. In the process, corpses are left behind, but equipment is not dropped.

On the other hand, in hardcore mode, the character is deleted when the hero dies. In the process, the equipment does not evaporate but remains in the body.

So in the old days, it was a form of manners to return the equipment after winning in PvP.

You’ve lost all the experience you’ve accumulated, and if you lose your equipment, you’ll want to quit the game, right? That’s why they say it’s a rule that was created implicitly.

Ha, even thinking about it again, it was really bullshit.

As a high school student, I had no intention of following such ridiculous rules. So from the first PvP, I killed my opponents and ate their equipment.

Actually, isn’t it obvious? They systematically gave you permission to eat it in the game, so why give it back?

As I kept changing characters and doing things like that, the community exploded with each passing day. The number of people doing PvP has also decreased significantly. That was kind of annoying.

Anyway, after about four years, the number of users who agreed with my thoughts increased, and all manners and rules disappeared. Eating equipment has become a natural thing. I felt so proud.

But, on the other hand, it was a bit disappointing. Because the opponent doesn’t get angry even if I eat the equipment.

I want to kill the guys who were making fun of me and make fun of them, but I can’t do it properly by just tapping on the keyboard, right?

So what I came up with was ‘taxidermy’ using a necromancer.

The skeleton soldiers created by necromancers are armed with rusty iron swords and old bucklers. If you invest points in skills, your equipment will get slightly better, but even then, the iron helmet, steel sword, and tower shield are the limits.

Can you make me wear the equipment?

Such a thing is only possible for high-level undead such as Death Knights and Dullahan. It is impossible for low-level undead such as skeleton soldiers.

But there is one exception.

It’s time to turn unrooted corpses into skeleton soldiers. In this case, a skeleton soldier occurs with the items dropped by the corpse still equipped.

In fact, this is something close to trolling. There are two reasons.

first. The equipment cannot be retrieved.

It is systematically impossible to disarm a skeleton soldier. Also, even if a skeleton soldier dies, only bone fragments are scattered and no equipment is left behind.

Because of this, when becoming a necromancer, you had to root first and then get into the habit of using necromancer. Otherwise, I’ll lose all the items.

second. The point is that efficiency is low.

Skeleton soldiers cannot utilize the equipment they wear 100%. You cannot use the active skills attached to the equipment, and you cannot receive stat bonuses.

Of course, overall specifications such as attack power, defense power, and resistance will increase. But even so, it’s just a bone that can be reduced to dust with just one hit from ‘Turn Undead’.

Anyway, I took advantage of this funny situation and started to toy with the cheeky challengers.

The performance of turning high-level characters into mere skeleton soldiers and evaporating their equipment has heated up the community for a while.

It was really fun back then… .

The result of that play is tightening my leash.

The fifteen skeleton soldiers surrounding me raised their weapons. These are all traces of people who pissed me off.

“••••••Rotten.”

The level of equipment they had was too high to say ‘yes, it’s just a bone’. Although they cannot be compared to the heroes in their lifetime who were at least level 60 and up to level 90, they are still sufficiently threatening.

In fact, it is not ‘sufficiently’ but ‘extremely’ threatening. I won’t even be able to put a scratch on them, but they will split my armor like tofu.

“Now, calm down. “I don’t want to hurt you either.”

That bastard… .

When I see Luke talking soothingly, I feel like my eyes are rolling. I glared at the guy and spoke like he was spitting out.

“Fuck you, you idiot.”

“•••You’re saying something that doesn’t make sense. The basis of conversation is consideration and understanding for each other.”

“I’ll make you understand, so come here. “I will tear your mouth open and fix the crackling thing.”

“Hmm.”

Luke clicked his tongue and stroked his chin in the same manner as usual. Before he seemed to have the ease of an elder and I secretly admired him, but now I just wanted to rip his head off.

“Oh, this would be nice.”

Luke said that and took something out of his pocket.

“I’m going to put Miss Ellen’s name on hold for a while, so I can give you a chance to persuade me.”

“… what?”