113. death god
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The three warriors wearing robes and Doyoon waited at the bar as if nothing had happened.
It was a suspicious outfit that completely covered the face with a thick hood, but this was Cocacoatl, the heart of crime. It is a place where 30% of street passers-by hide their identities. The group was not suspected.
The three of them moved their forks and glasses appropriately to avoid suspicion around them, but Doyoon did not touch the food.
He seemed nervous, constantly fiddling with the necklace.
“…”
Doyoon continued to sharpen his senses, carefully observing whether the world had returned, and whether the necks of me and those around me were well attached.
He was the only one who had fought the god of death and was killed by her, and he was constantly facing the fear of death.
“Would you like to smoke one?”
Dokgo Moo-young, unable to see Do-yoon’s condition, handed him a tobacco.
After learning Doyoon’s identity, he was Dokgo Moo-young, who always carried the tobacco that Enoch had liked in his lifetime.
However, Doyoon shook his head.
It would be much calmer if he smoked tobacco, but Doyoon did not want to disturb his senses with the smell.
‘When fighting a god of death, above all else, senses are important.’
The power of Satan’s army. The power of iron armor possessed by Berd.
Likewise, the god of death has the power of stealth.
When fighting her, you should always activate your [Seventh Sense] to the limit. If you don’t, you’ll miss her right in front of you even in the middle of a battle, and you’ll run away before you even notice her stealth.
At least in terms of hiding, Enoch in his heyday, the Demon King, and anyone else on the continent. I couldn’t even follow the toes of the god of death.
Even though he was Enoch who had surpassed the Shinigami, it was also the reason why he never killed her in the end.
While simulating a mock battle with her, Doyoon was in constant agony.
‘Is this… really the right choice?’
Ahead of the showdown, he doubted his own judgment.
‘Should I retreat?’
What if everyone in this room died today? What if the Coalition loses half its strength in one night?
With my decision, the alliance may collapse.
‘Should be.’
Regardless of whether you can do it, it is something you must do. However…
‘Can I… Can I?’
A mock battle that has already been simulated over 100 times in my head.
Doyoon and the three warriors could not win even once.
It was such a hopeless opponent.
‘…’
thud. thud. thud.
“…”
“…”
The warriors with keen senses could hear Doyoon’s beating heart.
‘He was the one who fought so valiantly in the War of Verd…’
Do-yoon is the only one who has experienced death in this place.
Through Doyoon’s reaction, the three warriors were able to indirectly realize her presence. Their faces hardened in tension.
Doyoon’s pupils were not fixed and trembled slightly.
‘Should I go back… even now?’
He constantly struggled with the fear of death.
His nerves became infinitely more sensitive, and even before the decisive battle, his mental fatigue continued to build up.
The moment Dokgo Moo-yeong, who was worse than him, tried to calm him down.
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“Welcome!”
A customer enters the bar and sits at a bar table.
He was an agent of the World Tree in charge of the search.
[Found it.]
His voice reached the four heads.
“…!”
gulp.
The warriors and Doyoon trembled.
Heineken urged him on.
[Report quickly.]
[That is…]
However, the four of them couldn’t help but flinch after hearing the report that followed.
Do-yoon, who was particularly shocked, doubted his ears.
Heineken hurriedly asked back.
[Let’s check again. Is that really?]
[No doubt. I checked several times with the item identifying the Last name. The target is clear.]
[What was the condition of the subject?]
[She is now underground…]
The report continued, and the three warriors couldn’t help but panic.
[What the hell is this…]
They looked at Doyoon’s eyes.
His pupils were trembling wildly as if in an earthquake with bewilderment, denial, relief, and futility.
Dizziness overtook me.
Doyoon touched his forehead.
The loud din of the bar added weight to the leaden silence.
“So I took that bitch…”
“This bastard, where did you get the bottoms off! you···”
“Oh, that’s really…”
After an eternity-like moment
[…Guide me.]
Doyoon preached.
[Yes.]
The agent paid for the drink and stood up.
The four warriors finally got up.
They made their way to the underground auction house.
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To meet her, you have to enter the underground auction house.
“If you tell me my name, I can end the auction right away.”
Dokgo Moo-young said, but Do-yoon shook his head.
“Quiet… I want to go in.”
Powerless chanting.
The warriors who read his extremely complicated state of mind in his voice silently nodded.
Dokgo Moo-yeong and Brudet wait outside. A-rate [Gidobinic] A level 7 Heineken hid and escorted him.
Heineken tried to hand over the stealth item to Doyoon, but was startled by his disappearance in front of his eyes.
‘how…?’
It is a Heineken with the [Secret Tracker] attribute and the level 6 [Pursuit] skill. However, Doyoon completely disappeared from his senses.
It was the power of the [naughty scribbles] obtained from the commotion of the cradle the other day.
after a while Doyoon sneaked into the dark auction hall and headed towards the middle of the terraced seats like an opera house.
Even when Doyoon stood openly in front of seat 53, participant 53 did not recognize him.
As Doyoon stood in front of him, Heineken, who was supposed to be somewhere, telegraphed.
[According to the information released, Participant 53 colluded with the lord of Riobanne and took a large amount of drugs…]
“Take it away.”
he muttered nonchalantly.
“yes?”
Number 53 tilted her head at the sudden voice.
months-
he disappeared from his seat
Do-yoon laid her weak body on a soft chair.
“…”
After a futile exhalation, the smell of drugs permeating the chair stung my nose. My head throbbed even more.
When the tension disappeared, irritation surged as a reaction to the stress and futility of the past.
A strong sense of life swirled around him.
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Meanwhile, the auction house surveillance team, which was monitoring him with video seats, tilted their heads.
“What is that?”
While I took my eyes off for a moment, participant 53’s appearance changed.
Everyone covered their faces with animal masks, but Participant 53… No, the intruder was revealing his true face. He didn’t seem interested in the auction.
“Are you an intruder? But why are you there?”
“Are you a great talent? Did the security team get hit?”
“no. All are alive. There is no sign of a fight on any of the video seats in the building.”
The surveillance team leader crumpled his face.
This is the continent’s best auction house, held once a year. No one can break through the guards here and infiltrate.
It would be possible if you hit and kill all the guards with force. However, sneaking in to avoid various barriers, surveillance, and magic was truly impossible.
‘Among the heroes, Heineken or ‘Crazy Bitch’ would be possible.’
But that guy is neither of them.
If so, there is only one conclusion.
“Did the fuckers goof around?”
It must have been just a brief happening due to the security team’s idleness.
It was a very unexpected situation, but he didn’t think it was a big deal.
“Hey, go and kill him.”
“Yes.”
He made a call somewhere on the walkie-talkie.
The monitoring team leader looked at the monitor again.
‘By the way…’
Does your face look familiar…?
He studied the video closely, but was unable to reliably recognize the subject’s face due to the poor angle.
“The security team is ready. I will dispatch.”
“No, wait.”
He spoke to his subordinate in the corner of the monitoring room.
“Hey, the crazy high priest who ran amok in the city yesterday. Bring the data on his impression.”
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Doyoon sat sullenly and watched the auction in silence.
Today’s item is slaves. Each of the many superlative slaves sold for hundreds, even thousands, of gold coins.
“This item! As a young harpy girl on the verge of extinction…”
As soon as items appeared and introductions began, masked participants held up pickets here and there. The amount rose steeply.
Whether it was a fresh product that had not been taught, the eyes were alive. The harpy in the cage trembled in fear and bewilderment with a lively, soft, moist look in his eyes.
Like the passers-by on any street, that girl was also an allied citizen.
“…”
In the heart of Do-yoon watching this ugly mess, a strong life bloomed again.
He was on edge due to the preparation of the Four Shrines.
But now, all of that is gone and only emptiness remains.
As the tension in his neck receded, the stress he had suppressed to the limit stimulated him.
‘all…’
Now, to see the bugs swarming.
‘I want to kill you.’
It was hard to bear the intent to kill.
However, Doyoon waited in silence. Because I haven’t met her yet.
Harpy was soon sold out. It was number 29, fat as a pig.
“Okay, the next product!”
The stinking auction continued.
Several items went up and down the podium. The dead eyes of the products, the smell of drugs, and the pigs covering their faces kept sharpening the blades in his heart.
after a while
“Now, the next product…!”
The exasperated presenter shouted loudly.
“What a demon! I am a dark elf, a high-ranking demonic girl with a beautiful complexion!”
“what!”
“Oh oh…! This is it, this is…!”
There was a great uproar in the hall.
All monsters have an ugly appearance. However, if it was a product with a high-level off-white color, it must be a high-ranking demon at the executive level.
For the pigs, which had never appeared at an auction in history, it was truly a treasure.
“For some reason, this guy who crossed the Devil’s Land and crossed over to the front line, of course, has not been trained in the slightest, and is very fresh…”
The host made a lot of noise, and pickets came up.
However, in the midst of such a commotion, the dark elves who were promoted as products maintained a very calm and lofty appearance.
Her gaze was fixed on one spot.
Beautiful hair the color of the shady night sky, as if under a full moon.
Iron bars around it. A young body that has not matured at all and is very skinny. Nevertheless, golden eyes that did not die a little bit.
A cynical attitude, as if he didn’t care about his situation or the current situation.
Doyoon looked at her.
She also looked at Doyoon.
‘…found.’
thought of each other at the same time.
The daughter of the commander of the Corps, Luna Thanatos.
The Great Warrior Enoch Roosevolnik.
It was the first meeting of two men and women who looked alike.