110. death god
Sophie tried to hide her feelings and followed Doyoon again. Rocinante, who had adequately grasped the atmosphere, hurriedly followed them.
‘Whoa…’
Doyoon calmed his rapidly beating heart with a deep breath.
My eyes are dry, and the saliva in my mouth feels like blood. The will to kill boils.
It was a place I didn’t like, but now I want to kill everyone in sight.
‘a little bit…?’
In fact, it was free to do so.
Everyone in this place, except for his party, are scum that eats away at the Union.
All of them deserved to be killed by poison gas and a sword.
While he himself was not aware of it, a thin layer of thick flesh bloomed around Do-yoon.
At that time, a woman with hair the color of the night sky, like a reaper, tapped him on the shoulder and passed by.
The sweet smell of drugs tickled his murderous intentions.
“…”
“Oh, sorry.”
Looking ahead again and walking, she flirted.
The pouch moved and chinked in the woman’s arms.
‘Chew… look how heavy it is…!’
A fine face was glimpsed from the inside of the robe, and it was the correct answer.
At this volume and this weight, it must be at least a silver coin…
“…?”
The stolen pouch is gone.
I looked down at the ground. It was rolling on the red-stained ground.
Not only the pocket, but also her hand holding it.
“Kiyaahiah- !!”
The tear-jerking name rang out, and she crouched down holding onto her severed wrist.
“Cow, hands! hand! my, my…”
The woman quickly came to her senses, turned around and fell flat on her face. It was a survival instinct learned while rolling on this floor.
“I am better! please save me! please!”
When she made eye contact with Doyoon, she immediately realized.
‘Fucked.’
really messed up
In Do-yoon’s eyes, an unusual, mad life glowed.
It was a cruel aspect of the 10th playthrough that often surfaced when excessive stress accumulated.
Eloah, Sophie looked away quietly. They already knew what kind of people Do-yoon hated and what kind of temperament he had. got used to him
However, Rocinante was startled for a moment and stiffened his back. I rolled my eyes in bewilderment.
However, he didn’t show off either.
It was Rocinante who roughly guessed the captain’s disposition by his iron-blooded handling in the cradle. He was timid, but not stupid.
“Save me! save me! save…”
“Open it.”
“Yes? what…”
Her breath caught in her throat as she raised her head to ask.
Even when I laid my eyes on him at his feet, I could clearly feel his intense life. She had a hunch that if she spoke a little more, her throat would run away.
Crackle.
His teeth chatted and made a frivolous noise.
The woman trembled all over and opened the bag that had fallen. Blood poured from the amputated wrist like a faucet, but fear took precedence over pain.
But the moment she looked inside the pocket, she felt the illusion of the pain evaporating.
“…uh?”
Brilliant gold coins glittering. 50 minimum.
To Do-yoon, it was just a bag of coins, but from her point of view, she couldn’t touch it even if she died 10 times.
Having no time to control her emotions, she showed embarrassment and joy on her face, and the quick-witted onlookers around her did not miss it.
“Take it and go away.”
“Yes?”
The woman questioned again, then flinched and shut her mouth. Instead, he desperately shook his head.
After staring at him trembling for about 4 seconds, she got up and quickly ran away. I didn’t even care about my wrists.
Giving up a wrist for 50 gold coins? No kidding, today was the best day of her life.
But when she, who smells of iron, enters an alleyway.
‘Hey, now I’m rich…’
perok-
I lost consciousness.
Those who were waiting rushed like bees, knocking her down. The gold coins scattered on the floor were quickly disappearing into the pockets of countless people.
Beneath the swarming crowd, the woman had already become a corpse on the ground and was being crushed.
Doyoon watched it and exhaled a suffocating breath.
‘I thought it would be a little easier…’
Seeing those cockroach-like things made me want to kill even more.
Those who deserve to die, who only eat away at the coalition. Cancerous beings.
He licked his lips and put his hand on the handle of the sword at his waist.
‘With one swordsman, everything is clean…’
Licking my lips, the moment when the metallic luster shimmered on my waist.
“…?”
A 4m tall figure blocked his eyes.
“Captain!”
It was Rocinante.
“…”
After thinking for a while, Doyoon looked at him with still shining eyes, as if asking him to tell him something.
The guy gave a somewhat stupid-looking smile with his horse’s head, and that’s why he gave a human-looking smile for some reason.
“Captain. Cocacoatl’s specialty is herbs. Herb tea, herb lamb skewers, herbs… Huh, there’s herb bread over there! I’ll shoot you, would you like to taste one?”
“…”
Doyoon looked up at Rocinante with a little surprise.
He didn’t say anything for a moment, then he smiled and then turned around and walked away.
“That is false marketing to increase the number of drug addicts. Very blatantly, they make and sell food with dried drugs instead of herbs.”
“…! Are you really…?”
“Well, if it’s your body, you won’t be poisoned at all. Did you say you were going to shoot?”
“…”
Rocinante was sweating profusely, rolling his unfocused eyes. His pectoral muscles twitched comically, as if expressing embarrassment.
Doyoon smiled lightly and walked away. A calm hand again took the gold coins from the subspace into another coin pocket.
“Horse meat in the next town is very famous, so let’s get some rice there and eat it.”
“Horse… meat…?”
“why. don’t you like it?”
“Oh no!”
Rocinante nodded hurriedly. His saliva and cold sweat splattered here and there.
Do-yoon tucked her pockets in her arms and took a more comfortable breath. Unlike before, the smell of drugs did not feel very strong.
“Thank you, Rocinante.”
“Yes, yep! Please enjoy! Purrr!”
When the 4m tall figure wearing a thick robe started screaming, the attention of the people around him was focused. The disguise was colorless, even comical.
Doyoon didn’t care and took a lighter step.
During the 18th episode, he was devastated by time and war, and he has changed a lot.
By the 10th playthrough, he went insane.
The loss of people and memories, the pain of death, the mighty demon king, and the thorny road. His mind ate itself.
In the end, in the 10th episode, he became a murderer.
All emotions died, everything became detached. Just like a machine, he lived while focusing only on becoming stronger.
He even acted with death in mind. Doing very dangerous training, or jumping on a limb for experience.
However, paradoxically, survival rates were highest during this period. There was also a lot of progress. The habit of disregarding one’s life was also a side effect that the body was accustomed to during this time.
After spending so much time, in the 13th round. He died of a stress-induced heart attack.
From then on, Doyoon ran away from stress by being honest with her needs. Appetite and libido were the main tools used to relieve stress.
There were such circumstances that made Enoch famous as a high-level gourmet and sommelier.
Of course, gastronomy was just a last resort. There was no fundamental solution. Enoch’s spirit was still impoverished.
It was around this time. Being friends with Hecleos and Busker.
‘exactly…’
In the end, the answer was people.
‘I guess I have a good eye for choosing colleagues.’
Even after that, Rocinante kept chattering for Doyoon. Even though it’s not a style that talks a lot, I could see that he was using a dragon.
Doyoon felt proud of Rocinante and smiled softly.
and.
“Oh. Among the specialties of the next city, besides horse meat…”
…
…
Doyoon’s world stopped.
[You face an intense fear of death. The ‘7th sense’ is activated to the limit.]
[The skill ‘Seventh Sense’ has been leveled up.]
My heart shrank, preparing for one powerful pump. It was a survival instinct.
Danzhen’s dragon heart burned like the sun. An intense flow of mana that seemed to scorch his bloodstream ran through his body.
But the body was still stiff.
My fingertips tremble, and the muscles that have contracted excessively from tension squeeze my joints.
Tightened back muscles pulled his shoulders apart, and his fingers creaked from stiff joints.
‘Die.’
At this moment, Doyoon recalled the 15th death.
I tried to move my body, which was creaking with fear, and pushed Rocinante’s body with the palm of my hand. His huge body flew away and headed for Sophie and Eloa.
Leaving their questioning gazes behind, Doyoon took her hand to her waist.
I lowered my body, and the legs with Hecleos-style tricks stepped on the advance.
As if there was an earthquake on the ground, cracks spread like a spider’s web around the feet.
In order to live, his body squeezed out mana as if desperate.
[Războinic’s 柳 swordsmanship paradox]
Inside the scabbard, the famous sword Jupiter emitted a golden light.
A dazzling brilliance containing a strong will to kill demons.
However, unlike usual, the light flickered dangerously like a candle, as if out of fear.
The most powerful corps commander. If it weren’t for the Great Demon King, he would surely have acquired the title of Demon King.
The continent’s strongest assassin. The one who gave the strongest of the coalition an overwhelming death.
I couldn’t even think about why she was here.
[Hyeonsword (顯劍). Enemy horse immediately (kill the enemy)]
In the hell where the god of death arrived, Doyoon shouted to tear up.
“Run away-!!”
The god of death came to him.