Chapter 130 – 130. The Identity of the Illegal Trash Dumper
[You came back soon?]
“Yes. “I have something to ask.”
I came to see Asmorphia with the annular stone containing an unknown entity called Agap.
The reason was to clearly identify the identity of this deadly beast called Agaf. You can’t just leave it alone, and you can’t make a contract with a being whose identity you don’t even know.
So, I thought it would be right to first seek advice from a friendly divine being. This is the most reasonable solution.
[Hmm.. That is.]
“Do you know what it is?”
Asmorphia ponders my question for a moment.
Meanwhile, Agap, who resided in the annular stone, began to scream.
[Quaaaaah!!!! What is this!!! Get rid of me right away from that abominable being!!! Don’t read me!!!]
Agaf screams and struggles. The Hwansangyeolseok is shaking.
He shows great aversion to the fact that Asmorphia is reading his inner thoughts of her. There must have been some plan.
[Hmm. This is quite a unique entity.]
“Is that so?”
[Yes. I am not a being born in this world. It’s something that flowed in.]
“This too…”
[It seems to be a fragment of the outside world that has flowed into our world. Hmm.]
How much waste did the other world abandon to ours?
This isn’t some kind of garbage dump, and it feels like everything that’s dangerous or unusual has been taken away.
[I couldn’t read much, but I got some important clues. How did he introduce himself?]
“They say it’s a deadly beast. The name is Agaf.”
[I see.. Based on the information I read, let me give you a brief introduction to the beast of death. It is from ancient times. So, it is a fetish created by shamans of the mythical era.]
“Uh.. Yes? “A fetish?”
[Yes. A magical tool is called a fetish.]
“Aha.. A fetish from the mythical era..”
I was a little embarrassed to suddenly hear a story about the mythical era, but right now it’s a world where zombies are running around outside and the gates open around 4 a.M.
There are already so many strange things that I wonder if there is any need to be surprised by stories from the mythical era.
Okay. Strictly speaking, the treatment for hair loss is more surprising than the fetish from the mythical era.
After regenerating my hair with a disinfectant solution, I started to think that most things would work that way. Capacity has increased.
[To put it more simply, it can be said to be like an amulet to ward off evil. A dishonor created by weak beings to survive from the irrational violence of the natural world that goes beyond the understanding of intelligent beings. Or a vessel for hatred. That is the origin of the beast.]
In one word, it was a curse. Or, it is a vessel that holds all such curses. Anyway, as expected, it wasn’t a normal being.
If I had just signed this roughly, wouldn’t it have been a big problem?
“Huh.. Why do you do that to me..”
[Well. It seems like everything in that world has already disappeared a long time ago and there are only a few left… Maybe it has something to do with Inho. It is difficult for me to understand the flow of causality.]
Anyway, I’m not sure, but it seems like it’s something special.
But why did such a great guy come to me?
I don’t know why, but Asmorphia didn’t show any particularly hostile reaction.
It just looks like looking at a slightly dangerous tool.
[Inho. It looks like the beast is paying attention to what he said.]
“Oh, yes.”
[That guy didn’t have any proper information either. It would be better to think that he was just saying whatever happened.]
“Yes?”
[They inherited some of the knowledge of the beings they had swallowed and picked it up at random.]
[No!!!]
At Asmorphia’s words, the beast got angry and intervened.
Then Asmorphia kept her mouth shut. It seemed as if he was intentionally provoking me. To make them spit out information.
[I have knowledge of the ‘other’ world you talk about.]
[Is that so? So, can you tell me some knowledge about that Savior thing? It doesn’t exist in this world.]
[For free?]
[If you don’t like it, I’ll just bury it inside. Because you are too sinister to be by the savior’s side.]
Asmorphia arbitrarily calls me a savior.
I didn’t have any intention of becoming a savior, but I decided to keep my mouth shut because I had to use my courage to get help from Asmorphia like I did today.
[Ugh.. The thing inside here is an abyss bug..]
[If you don’t want to be crushed under those bugs forever, answer quickly. Savior’s information.]
The beast was troubled by the threat of Asmorphia.
This guy said earlier that he clearly had no place to hang out, so he decided to make a contract. Therefore, right now, it is probably barely attached to this annular stone.
‘His purpose is to be parasitic on me through a contract with me.’
It’s probably in a state where it doesn’t have a physical form right now. I think he may have flowed into this world as a spirit and then appear before me due to the pull of fate, whether by chance or necessity.
[Tch. Okay, are you done? I opened the locked door. Read as you wish.]
[Hmm. Indeed…]
There was no conversation. Agaf broke down the mental wall that had been blocked, and Asmorphia acquired Agaf’s knowledge through that gap.
The sharing of knowledge between cerebrums is amazing. You can share information in seconds without having to make a fuss.
[Inho.]
“Yes?”
[I think I can make a contract with this being for now.]
“Yes?”
[In a way, this being is also a victim. A kind of refugee.]
“Are you a refugee?”
[Yes. Rather than flowing in, it’s closer to being forcibly expelled.]
According to Asmorphia’s explanation, the bitch who keeps throwing waste into our world seems to be a hero from that world. It seems that Savior was a word referring to a warrior from that world.
‘Huh.. The hero is speculating on disaster?’
So, it meant that after the warrior finally won, he was abandoning everything that was threatening or difficult to handle in his world to another dimension.
“No, fuck! “You crazy bastard!!”
[So…]
“No, what is the demon lord over there doing that keeps quiet even though the hero is making such a fuss?”
[Well… There has never been a being that could be called the Demon King.]
“Huh…”
Is this a world where the hero runs wild alone without an opponent?
Yes, for the humans living in that world, a bastard who is a Savior or something would be a hero. Because I have expelled all the cancerous beings from my world.
But what crime is it for us who wasted all that money?
“You’re hitting a goal…”
No method. If you want to send it back, the only way is to destroy the pagan symbols.
Wait a minute, now that I think about it… Agaf this guy mentioned Volv and that’s what came to mind… Volv clearly said that our world was ruined on its own.
[I think that was probably his misunderstanding. I think I may have seen another world with a situation similar to ours.]
“Maybe so..”
[Yes. Surely such a world line exists … However, contrary to his illusion, in this world the gods have never properly fought each other in the first place … It is a world where there are not that many gods to begin with. ]
“Aha..”
A world with few gods to begin with… That’s just as despairing. This means that there are fewer means of self-defense against external invasion or disaster speculation from the outside world.
Since the number of gods is small right now, you can tell just by looking at them that they are clinging to me due to lack of manpower. The reason we are trying to lend a hand to a cat is because our world also has no answers.
[Anyway, Agaf has considerable knowledge of the other world, so I think you can get a lot of help if you take him with you. It is used as an encyclopedia and navigation.]
“Oh.. They say they are from over there, so they must have a lot of information.”
[Gye, are you signing a contract..?]
“That’s how it should be…” ” “
A formal contract was signed with Agap under Asmorphia’s notarization.
According to Asmorphia’s opinion, it would be better to bring him along to receive help. Moreover, since it does not have a form, it has to be created from scratch by feeding the beings it hunts.
It means that we have to make this guy’s body from scratch, just like when we made ancient castings.
“But this guy… Keeps accumulating the things he eats to become stronger?”
[I think so. It was originally a dangerous fetish that devoured its owner… Beyond the scope of witchcraft, but it was exiled here and has become weaker.]
“Huh..”
If you feed all kinds of living things…
[Are you trying to create a perfect creature out of me?]
“Is it okay?”
[Will it work?]
“Ah.”
It doesn’t seem to work. It’s a complete living thing in the first place. Because that’s the realm of fantasy.
“Let’s go back first.”
[Yes. I wish you good luck.]
After saying hello to Asmorphia, I whined again and went outside with the phantom stone. It is quite heavy.
“Whoa..”
Still, I got some pretty good navigation. Furthermore, it is said that if you feed them game, you will gradually become stronger and eventually even be able to regain your physical form…
‘No, then what about spiritual and physical transactions..?’
You can mainly feed them the corpses of animals that cannot be traded in spirit or flesh.
Let’s go back for now. We’ve lost too much in Samcheonpo, but now it’s time to conquer the real labyrinth.
“Then..”
After returning to the base, I stood in front of the hallway leading to Demon Cave No. 2.
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“Hmm..”
I went down through the darkness using echolocation.
Even if their field of vision was blocked, they could see the shapes of objects around them through echolocation, so in a sense, they were able to react more sensitively to surprise attacks.
Because movement can be detected even through subtle sounds. Of course, you can figure it all out by detecting presence before that.
“Nothing special.”
Anyway, there was really nothing special about the first floor. To be honest, I was bored. That’s right, it didn’t even feel like there was a fight with just a few weak skeletons.
“But do you also eat bones?”
[Blood and flesh are good. Bones…]
“Okay? It’s a shame.”
Unfortunately, it looks like skulls can’t satisfy this guy.
“But don’t you have any particular use other than as an encyclopedia?”
[What?]
“No, that’s right. “I have a lot of knowledge, but I wonder if there are any abilities that will be helpful in battle right now.”
[There it is! Helpful abilities!]
“Oh? Really?”
I summoned a skeletal spirit and ordered it to collect magic stones, then found my way down to the second floor. Meanwhile, Agaf is appealing his usefulness.
[First of all, I can use some of the abilities of the masters I previously developed.]
“The ability of the masters who swallowed it up..?”
[Okay. When I still had some body left… It was possible.]
“Then that means I can’t use it now!”
[All you need is a body!!]
The problem is that there is no body. However, I can’t give you a suitable body to possess. They say you have to build up the corpses one by one, as if you were making a casting, a magical tool, from the beginning..
“Whoa.”
[Now, wait!! There is another way!]
“What method.”
[I’m only borrowing part of your body.]
“What?”
[Well, they are using me as a combat assistant. It’s difficult for you to handle all the skills alone. Just by looking at it, it looks like it has brain capacity..]
“This bastard…”
But that’s right.
During battle, my field of vision gets narrower, so I end up using only the skills I always use. So, I thought it would be okay to receive combat assistance from this guy.
[And above all, you heard it through the conversation with Asmorphia earlier.]
“If I contract with you, the burden of my skills will be reduced?”
[Okay..! After signing the contract, I checked again and it seems like I can share some of the penalties for your skills.]
“What?”
[Even if it’s not all… For example, if you feel dizzy due to the penalty of bioelectricity… I can take care of it for you.]
“Hey.. That’s pretty..”
Even if you can’t share the penalty of losing your hair or feeling hungry, you can still feel dizzy instead.
This might be more useful than you think.
“Huh.”
I got great weapons, great accessories, and now a great pet. It’s perfect if you just get the armor…
“I found it.”
As a result of continuing to walk around chatting with Agaf, I found the ladder that led to the third floor that the party had been looking for.
“Then let’s go down.”
From here on, it is almost uncharted territory.
Ghosts will crawl out.
Even stronger dead people will come out.
“Whoa.”
As I came down, the air became cooler.
Hostile gazes begin to focus on me.
The number is dozens, no hundreds…
“Fuck.”
There were countless ghosts staring at me.
