Rust - Chapter 876



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RUST -876

Even though it was past mid-February, winter was still shaking off the terrible cold. The temperature difference between day and night was as high as 50 degrees, and the temperature dropped to minus 70 degrees at night.

With the additional reserves, the Holy Kingdom’s army of over 150,000 people occupied the surface of Quebec, but the spiders in the three underground levels were still alive and well.

Spiders came out in numbers ranging from a few thousand to as many as ten thousand at a time, poking various parts of the camp as if they were looking for a weak point in the camp.

Since 150,000 were not in one place, the places where they were stationed in units of a thousand had no choice but to do their best to keep the spiders from poking them.

And going all out meant a huge waste of ammunition, including air support. It had only been five days since Kim Yang discovered the spider den beneath Quebec, but he had consumed more supplies than the entire Confederate campaign.

[If you watched for five days, isn’t that a lot of watching?]

Kim Yang urged a decision. Let’s use the hydrogen bomb. Let’s destroy the underground with a large, beautiful 120-megaton nuclear bomb, he said, raising his voice.

[How many times do I have to tell you that it’s dangerous?]

[We don’t know if it will erupt or not, and even if it does erupt and leaves volcanic ash, we can live well enough, so what’s the problem?]

When Hood scolded her with an expression that said, “Aren’t you tired?”, Kim Yang replied that she was right.

[You shouldn’t think that easily. First of all, you should assume that all the water on the surface of the earth is polluted. Even if you filter it, the filter will become clogged in an instant. A huge amount of filters are needed, but the Holy Kingdom doesn’t have the resources, facilities, or time to make filters for its citizens.]

It wasn’t just the water filter. It was the same with the air filter.

Kim Yang’s brow furrowed at Na Ju-yeon’s words. She knew from experience that volcanic ash and dust were toxic.

How much trouble did you have with the filter clogging on your yacht when you escaped to Japan? When you went to Japan, it was really hard because of the strange monster tags, volcanic ash, and dust.

Maru, who had experienced it together, nodded.

“Whether it’s a volcano or an earthquake, it’s okay if it doesn’t erupt, but if it does, it’ll be difficult to deal with the aftermath.”

If it was enough filters for the military to use for 2-3 months, it might be possible to make them here and there. But how could it be possible to produce enough for all the citizens of the Holy Kingdom to use in a short period of time? It was impossible.

The smart farm system that the Holy Kingdom boasts of could not operate without water, and a huge amount of filters were needed to circulate the water that went into the smart farm.

[Thank goodness we have modular nuclear power plants and nuclear fusion power generation, so we won’t have to worry about sunlight.]

Ki-soon said something that was unclear whether it was concern or encouragement.

There was talk that since there were LED wavelength lamps that could replace the sun, being obscured by volcanic ash and dust would not be a problem, but it was not hopeful.

One thing is certain. Analysis has shown that it will be difficult to withstand the current housing specifications of the people of the Holy Kingdom, including the water filter and air filter.

Kim Yang couldn’t help but understand. He had seen people in Japan suffering from lung damage caused by dust.

People who wore masks and taped up the cracks in their windows to keep out fine particles, but ended up getting sick.

[If you use a hydrogen bomb, there’s a 100% chance that a volcano will erupt?]

[I can’t say for sure that it will erupt, but I can only say that it is very likely. But Yellowstone is not the only volcano that is dangerous.]

[then?]

[There are several large volcanoes in North America. If just one of them erupts, it can cause a chain reaction of volcanic eruptions. There are also many seismic faults. A chain reaction of earthquakes can occur throughout North America. Two can also occur at the same time. So I think we should avoid it even if there is a 10% chance, not a 100% chance.]

Kim Yang clicked her tongue at Na Ju-yeon’s explanation.

[Tch- Okay. Then what are we going to do with the spider? In my opinion, it seems like our dignity is being lowered, so the only answer is to say ‘SURVIVE!’ and a hydrogen bomb.]

[What if we used tactical nukes that wouldn’t have much of an impact on the ground?]

Wouldn’t a tactical nuclear weapon of 3 to 5 megatons be enough to catch a spider? Kim Yang snickered at Hood’s opinion.

[If you don’t know what the structure is inside and can’t figure out the structure, how are you going to use tactical nukes? And if one goes off, the spiders will run away in all directions. What are you going to do? I didn’t say you should blow it up with a big hydrogen bomb for nothing.]

[Oh, again, you said that the spider caught the mouse.]

The nurse swallowed her breath and continued talking at the looks of ‘So?’

[So the rats and spiders around here probably don’t get along. Uh- If you help the rats around here fight the spiders…]

[Good idea.]

The PD strongly supported the nurse’s idea. It was a story about sending devout rats from the Holy Kingdom to the field rat colony living here to evangelize.

And the argument was that if they could be shown a very brief, real death, even wild mice would participate in the temple with faith.

[If you use the Fire Rat as your instructor and the Acid Rat as your special forces, you can attack the interior while disabling the traps and spider webs.]

[Huh- there might be spiders in the hundreds of millions, is that okay?]

The PD declared with a faint smile.

[If it’s numbers, this one doesn’t fall behind either.]

Given sufficient food and the right environment, a pair of young rats could multiply from three hundred to over a thousand in a year. That is why the Holy Kingdom restricted rat breeding.

What if we relaxed that regulation? What if we could recruit the wild mice in the area and increase their numbers at the same time? Would the spiders still be able to use numbers as a weapon?

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The punitive force withdrew from Quebec and set up camp, as there was no longer any reason to set up camp within the city.

Kaaaah. (It’s over there.)

Okay. (OK.)

Days passed when crow bombers bombed spiders.

Kaaaak! (They’re running away!)

Kyaa! (Don’t chase me!)

A veteran crow scolding a rookie crow for chasing a fleeing spider. The rookie was nagging him to focus on his assigned mission, along with the fact that there were spider traps in the building.

“The crows?”

[There is no major damage, except for the new recruits causing minor problems due to their curiosity.]

Under the leadership of the PD and the nurse, the acid rats, fire rats, and religious rats began to prey on the wild rats in the vicinity.

As the nurse had predicted, the rats had a burning hatred for the spiders underground in Quebec.

Jeeeeeeek! (May the god of death grant you the power to take revenge!)

Tsk! Tsk! (Look! The power He gave!)

As the acid rat spat, the web of steel-like elasticity and terrible adhesiveness slowly melted away, causing the field mice to stand on end. How could that happen?

Jeeeeeeek! (It’ll burn!)

Are you afraid of death? If you believe in the god of death and die, you will go to paradise. If you burn your faith with the flame of revenge, what is there to fear?

The sight of the fire rats swarming the spiders with their special bombs around them and fighting them off before exploding spectacularly set the vengeful field rats’ hearts ablaze.

And the religious rats, armed with special weapons and covered in solid armor, and the inquisitors fight against the spiders with fighting power that is hard to believe for a fellow rat.

Jjiiik? (Do you believe it?)

Jeeeeek! (I believe it!)

The wild rat horde was thus absorbed by the Sacred Kingdom rats. In just one week, the number of rats absorbed exceeded 1.5 million.

Of course, not all the rats were included. Some even insulted Maru, saying that there was no such thing as a god of death.

When he gathered the group of field mice that refused to join and were openly aiming for the back of his head, they numbered 100,000. Ki-sun was astonished at the overwhelming number.

[Didn’t you sweep away the rats on the Montreal side once? Didn’t you sweep away the Quebec side while you were there?]

“It’s already been a year.”

[So why did you gather all the rejecting rats together?]

“I want you to show me death.”

Death to the rats who did not participate in the temple and did not have faith. The rats of the Holy Kingdom prayed for Death to descend and pass judgment.

Na Ju-yeon said to avoid mass deaths, but this was unavoidable. If we leave this out, the image of the god of death they fervently believe in will disappear.

But fortunately, the number was around 100,000. It wasn’t a situation where they ran wild, ignoring numbers, like they did in the Ant Empire.

It will be fine if you kill them moderately and escape moderately.

‘Is it okay if I just kill about ten thousand people and get away?’

Maru, who had been flying with a jetpack, landed in the middle of a group of distrustful field mice. The jetpack lost power as it landed in the dense group of field mice.

Tsk-

Perhaps because they were rats who fought to the death with spiders, the group of rats that refused to join were larger than the average Sacred Kingdom rats, and their biological EMP was also strong.

Squeak! (human!)

Jjiik? (Why humans?)

A group of 100,000 field mice, surrounded by a swarm of over 1.5 million, almost 2 million, suddenly saw a human falling from the sky and started to squeal.

And the two million mice surrounding the disbelieving field mouse were excited. This was because the sacred kingdom mice who recognized the floor from time to time began to worship and praise.

He came.

Death has come.

Eternal death to unbelievers.

Eternal blessings to the martyrs.

A horde of two million rats climbed on each other’s bodies to get a glimpse of Maru. It was a bizarre sight, bulging like a giant donut.

The rats that slipped and fell would crawl back up again. The rats that refused to join in the sight of the tidal wave rising to see the god of death were fed up.

Sizzle! (You crazy guys!)

Tsk! Tsk! (What is the God of Death! Killing humans!)

Squeak squeak squeak! (We have to kill humans to make them come to their senses!)

The surrounded rats bared their teeth at Maru. And one of them, about to jump up and sink its teeth into Maru’s nape, froze in midair.

The inertia of jumping and flying. The killing intent that had been reaching out toward the target had all stopped. That wasn’t all. The rat that had opened its mouth to aim for Maru’s Achilles tendon. The one that had tried to bite his shin. The many rats that had been aiming for the back of his neck and blind spots were frozen in midair.

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Black vines rose from under the floor, entangling the field mice. Swish, swish – As if time had been rewinded, the flesh of the field mice caught in the black vines became thinner and thinner, until only their skin remained.

Whistle-

chin-

The vines that had thrown away their leathery shells, from which all their vitality had been sucked out, grew dozens of times in an instant. At the same time, a circular garden spread out around the veranda.

It is a garden that seems to symbolize death. The garden where death harvests life has expanded to a radius of nearly 100 meters.

Among the field mice that tried to attack the floor, those that fell into the garden were quickly reduced to nothing but skin. The strong teeth that cut through reinforced concrete and the brain that was smart enough to use human equipment were meaningless in the face of the disaster of death.

In a matter of seconds, thousands of field mice were gone, leaving behind only their skins. And that was just the beginning. How contradictory is the idea of ​​a living death?

But that was the reality. The Garden of Death began to expand on its own as if it were alive. Thousands and tens of thousands of vines branched out, taking the lives of the mice around the garden. The Garden of Death expanded as if it was pulsating.

And again the vines and blades of grass began to harvest life. It took less than 30 seconds for the 100,000 or so field mice to be reduced by half.

The 50,000 or so surviving field mice swarmed here and there, trying to survive, but the 2 million mice surrounding them did not give them a way to survive. Instead, they only praised death with their characteristic rat-like sounds.

The desperate cries of field mice begging for their lives.

The god of death has descended. A majestic hymn to the death of the unbelieving rat.

And the sound of a whip tearing life apart and the sound of a snake crawling, swallowing warmth whole, mixed together.

A moment that lasted just 30 seconds or so became an unforgettable moment.

Ki-sun, who was watching the gruesome scene, spoke while holding her slightly trembling hands together.

[crazy-]

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No one could open their mouth.

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I think I killed more than half of them in 30 seconds. I tried to stop the Garden of Death, but it started to grow bigger and bigger, perhaps stimulated by the life that was everywhere.

It was good that it automatically defended against the first attack by field mice, but if these things were not controlled like this, the problem would be serious.

‘We have to stop here.’

The field mice that had been desperately running in all directions had now clearly decreased in number.

Huuuup- Huuuup- Haa-

Maru concentrated, repeating his breathing.

‘Stop. Stop. Stop.’

How much concentration must he have had?

The Garden of Death stopped expanding. And after a while, the vines and blades of grass that had been swaying upward like tentacles began to sway in the air.

The two million rats cried out to the god of death and were seized with madness.

They saw.

Death that exists.

An irresistible death.

The god of death said, “Catch the spider!”

Jeeeeek! (It’s a temple!)

Jeeeeek! (It’s a temple!)

A swarm of two million rats rushed toward the spider’s burrow.