Rust - Chapter 890



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RUST -890

The cannibal, who had suddenly lifted his foot with an ominous feeling, stepped back.

Snap! (Die!)

A black snout sticking out from the ice and snow, sniffing the air, and then, when there was nothing, withdrawing back inside.

‘Rat?’

It was a known fact that the Holy Kingdom controlled rats. The borders of the Holy Kingdom’s core territories were guarded by a notorious pack of rats.

The atmosphere of the cannibal who had been lightly teasing Heeyeon and Heukma became heavy.

‘I wouldn’t have known if you hadn’t made a sound.’

There were guard posts and soldiers at the border, but the core guards were clearly rats. And crazy rats at that.

How many efforts did the scattered forces of the Confederacy make to invade the Holy Kingdom? They sent hundreds, if not thousands, of mid-level and above personnel, but they were unable to break through the border.

There was no way to overcome the relentless attacks of hordes of crazy rats numbering from tens to hundreds of thousands, the tracking of crows watching from the sky, and the pursuit of high-altitude airships.

So the route that came out was to go through the Empire to Canada, and from Canada towards the Holy Kingdom.

That was possible because it was winter, but with monster ants and spiders starting to settle between the routes, invading the Sacred Kingdom was becoming a virtually impossible task.

‘I didn’t feel anything, but it came right up to my feet.’

The cannibal sharpened his senses. In one hand he held a gladius, and in the other he held an automatic pistol with a longer magazine, which he had drawn at some point.

There would definitely be some sound and movement to break through the hard ice and snow, but the little rat seemed to have literally killed any movement. There was no sign.

‘This is more than a mad rat on the border.’

The cannibal, who was completely covered up with a mask, goggles, and even a hood, immediately chose to run away. The cannibal turned around and ran away as soon as he made the decision.

The cannibal’s figure disappeared in an instant into the fluttering snow. Seeing that, the tension in Hee-yeon’s body released.

It was dangerous.

The Battle of Seattle, the Battle of the Confederacy, the killing of the Virginia remnants, etc. If it was a battle through a link, it was enough. I also participated directly in the operation when I went out and captured the lower-level cannibals and fought the life heresy.

I thought that arming with a dedicated core armor would be enough, but the fight in the upper row was beyond what I had seen in past engagement videos.

It was a situation where simply being fast and strong was not enough to survive. Whatever it was, you needed a ‘skill’ or ‘one-hit’ like ‘ability’ to survive.

The fake cannibal that escaped a little while ago also showed short-distance movements that were close to ‘speed’. I don’t know if it was an imitation of the physical ability unique to high-level cannibals, or if it was a real copy of his ‘speed’.

“What is that now?”

Hehe?

“Blood. Blood tentacles made of blood.”

Hehehe?

“It’s no use pretending not to know. This video is automatically reported.”

The black horse noticed the worry in Hee-yeon’s voice. The blood that had dripped onto the floor and the tentacles that had been cut off began to move, clump together, and return to the black horse’s wound.

It was quite similar to the way the blood-dealing heresy moved. Hee-yeon’s eyes filled with worry as she looked at it.

“Are you sure you can handle that well?”

Heeeeeeling-

Hee-yeon smiled bitterly at the black horse’s voice that seemed to tell her not to worry.

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As I was trying to get rid of the black horse that was clinging to me like a tick, a creepy rat was now following me. It had already attacked me three times, targeting my ankles and soles.

It was such a stealthy attack that I would have been bitten without warning if it hadn’t made that squeaking sound. Now, I had to get away the moment I heard the squeaking sound that suggested an attack.

As they evolved into new humans, and even became higher beings, their five senses became sharper. Beyond those five senses, their sixth sense improved over time.

It’s not a high-level ability like foresight, but it’s enough to instinctively handle things like the position of the gun barrel and the direction of gunfire.

No matter how good your physical abilities are, if you don’t have a sixth sense and keen intuition, it would be impossible to block and dodge bullets with a gladius.

But now, that sensitive intuition was warning me that something was ominous.

‘It’s just a rat.’

The high-level cannibal felt a sense of guilt as he ran away.

‘fuc···.’

It was a rat that made a squeaking sound and attacked. It could have been caught easily if you counterattacked the moment you heard the sound. It just kept running away.

Heeeeeeling-

It was already bitter, but the sound of a black horse could be heard from afar. Since the attack didn’t land properly, it was clear that the bastard would come after me again.

‘Fuck.’

I should have just ignored the rat and finished off the crazy warlock.

Click!

A small sound from under the ice made the cannibal grab his gladius.

okay.

Let’s kill him.

This is how you send a signal to kill someone.

Bang – The ice on the soles of his feet burst open, and a rat’s head popped out with its mouth wide open. Swish – It couldn’t get back into the ice hole.

Click!

Click!

Click!

The decapitated body of the rat fell into the ice pit, blood splattering everywhere. As if in anger, the group of rats raised their voices. Towards the gaping mouth-

Tudadadadadak!

The cannibal pulled the trigger. The automatic pistol spewed flames as if it were a submachine gun. At the same time, the cannibal’s eyes grew wide.

Bullets were being ground by the rat’s teeth. The cannibal’s hands trembled slightly without realizing it at the absurd sight. The bullets were scattered in that moment of shaking.

Bullets that easily penetrate places other than claws and teeth. Special bullets made from monster byproducts turned the rats into blood cakes.

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A white airship hovering above the troposphere.

Maru’s eyebrows furrowed slightly as he gazed at the thick clouds that were bringing a blizzard. It was because he felt an unfamiliar feeling.

The feeling of the enchanted death aura dissipating. Maru’s wrinkles between his eyebrows grew deeper as he felt it suddenly disappear rather than gradually dissipate.

‘The rats are dying?’

The footage of the battle was not uploaded because the rats were gathering and the biological EMP was naturally spreading. Instead, the report sent by Hee-yeon contained footage of a cannibal wielding a knife and a black horse controlling blood.

The movement to close the distance in an instant resembles Maru’s unique ‘swiftness’. Even in a snowstorm, the way he blocked and deflected bullets was definitely quite good.

Above all, judging by the fact that he was swinging his sword without any hesitation even though his tentacles were made of blood, it seemed that the cannibal had a lot of battlefield experience.

‘also?’

The rat of death that Maru had consecrated was literally a rat with one room. It felt like such a rat was being swept away in real time, in a matter of minutes.

The wishes and beliefs left behind by the rats as they died felt somehow sticky. The desire to live, the desire for revenge to kill. And a heaven for rats?

‘The Garden of Death is a rat’s paradise?’

The rats thought that the garden of death that Maru had spread out was heaven.

Tsk-

Maru sat up as he felt as if he could hear the howling of a pack of rats calling out to the god of death. After all, he felt uneasy about just waiting for the results.

Maru’s fingertips paused in midair, wondering whether to choose between the Nucleus and the Straight Sword. Although it was clear that he would choose the Sword, the Nucleus did not cry out for him to choose him. It remained still, as if saying, ‘I am a Sword.’, ‘I am just a regular Sword.’, ‘I am just a Sword.’

‘Look at this? This guy. He’s still like this.’

After absorbing the faith of over 13 million rats, Newclips began to treat Maru with aloofness. Newclips’s already distant attitude completely changed to ignorance after Maru accepted the faith of the artificial intelligence.

The enchantment incident was what put a period on that ambiguous relationship.

When Maru tried to enchant Death on Nuclipse, Nuclipse, who had been shaking like crazy and trembling in fear, begged him not to, completely lost his mind and maintained the attitude of ‘I’m just a sword.’

“I’m a strange cannibal. Do you want to go?”

Maru tried to seduce him, but Newclips didn’t respond. ‘Are you still upset?’ Maru shrugged his shoulders slightly and opened the hatch, holding the dagger belt filled with straight swords and daggers.

Bam-

Maru jumped from an altitude of 8km without wearing a ripper suit or core armor. Buhwaak- As he descended through the thick clouds, the temperature quickly dropped to around -30 degrees Celsius.

Even as he free-falled into the blizzard-filled clouds, Maru was not cold. At some point, the vines of death, as thin as thread, had appeared and wrapped around Maru like a coat.

Whiriliriririririk—-

It was a vertically falling floor in the middle of a fight between a cannibal and a pack of rats. The vines of death that had turned into coats spread out in a circular shape and absorbed the shock of the fall.

It was as if a giant black sphere had suddenly opened up and collapsed on the ground as soon as it landed. The giant sphere disappeared as if it had sunk in, revealing Maru standing there calmly.

Srrrrrrrr-

And then the vines of death carefully wrapped around the floor. A long coat with a distinct vine pattern was draped over the floor’s body.

??

!!!

The pale ice land and the white snowstorm turned red in an empty space. The fierce battle stopped for a moment.

The first ones to come to their senses were the rats.

Jeeeeeeek! (He’s here!)

Jeeeeeeek! (Worship the god of death!)

Sizzle-sizzle! (Temple-Temple again!)

The cannibal retreated at the ferocity. However, he was soon surrounded, as a swarm of rats appeared behind him, swarming and running wild.

‘Was it actually a siege?’

In front is Vladimir Kalin. To the left, right and rear are surrounded by crazy rats.

It shouldn’t have gotten this complicated.

If I had known this would happen, I would have dealt with that warlock a long time ago.

I tried to avoid getting involved with Kim Yang and Maru because I heard they were fond of black horses, but this is how I ended up in trouble.

Unlike his complicated mind, the cannibal’s eyes were shining so brightly that they could not be hidden by dark goggles. This is a phenomenon that cannibals or people with abilities of a high level or higher cannibalistic level or higher can focus beyond their limits.

Maru looked around, ignoring the blazing eyes of the cannibal. At least 500 dead rats were there.

Looking at the situation, it seemed like they had built a siege net to prevent escape, but it seemed like it would take thousands or even tens of thousands of troops to catch the cannibal in front.

Even if you stick a spear in, it’s a spear. If you hadn’t been able to stick a spear in until nearly 500 people had died, the same situation could have happened again.

‘If we push through with numbers, we can finish it without lifting a finger, but…’

Seeing the group of rats praising the god of death, Maru, who had lost the will to do so, asked the cannibal.

“You’re quite good at cutting. What were you trying to do here?”

“······.”

The cannibal, who answered Maru’s question by replacing the magazine in his automatic pistol, extended his gladius slightly and assumed a halting stance.

Maru spoke softly at the posture that clearly showed something, unlike Maru’s sword swings that were done instinctively and without basis.

“Get back.”

At Maru’s command, a swarm of rats, numbering in the thousands, retreated backwards, creating a circular space.

Papa Park-

Before he could even finish saying ‘Get out’, the cannibal slithered in through the gap in Maru’s exhalation.

8m-

10m-

First step.

And the second step, which continued as one.

The cannibal, who had compressed the distance of 18 meters in an instant, thrust his gladius like a crashing fist.

Ting-

It was not Maru who responded to that perfect attack. The Vine of Death pulled the dagger out of its sheath, absorbing the shock of the thrust and twisting the blade as it flowed down.

The cannibal retrieved his fallen gladius and advanced rather than falling back. From below to above.

Ting-

Another vine pulled out a dagger and struck the rising gladius like an uppercut.

‘Fuck-‘

It was a cannibal who would swing his soaring gladius down like a meteor.

‘That’s right!’

From the thrust of the fist to the uppercut and the downward slash that resembled a smash. I thought it would definitely work because the three movements were connected as one, but what the cannibal saw was this.

Ting-

It looked like a tentacle holding a dagger had grown longer.

Srrrrung-

Srrrrung-

With each attack, the tentacles that had grown longer began to pull out daggers.

Three tentacles became five tentacles, five tentacles became eight tentacles, and finally twelve tentacles began to sway in the wind with the daggers entwined.

The moment Maru, who had been standing still, turned his gaze to the cannibal, the cannibal stepped back.

Crunch-

Even though my body fell back, I had no choice but to leave my left ankle behind. At the same time, I was able to block the slit in my throat and the dagger piercing my heart, but my left arm, which was holding the automatic pistol, fell to the floor.

Euaaaah-

The moment he kicked his remaining right foot back, eight dagger tentacles dismembered the cannibal in midair.

Breaking – breaking – breaking –

The cannibal’s limbs fell off in an instant. Its internal organs spilled out of its torn torso, and its ribs and spine were naturally deboned.

Iron Fist.

Maru asked calmly to the cannibal who had not died despite having only his head and upper body left, thanks to his unique tenacity.

“So. What were you doing here?”

“······.”

The image reflected in the cannibal’s vain eyes.

It was something that the tentacles holding daggers were worshipping in the sky.