Chapter 537 – Pyramid of Incarnation (2)
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“We picked the wrong fucking guy.”
Dana took her eyes off the notebook and muttered. All of the women who were crying or collapsed in a state of dismay, even for a moment, sympathized with the excessive remarks, even if there was a time difference.
As if the person who said it didn’t want sympathy, Dana rubbed her eyes as she wrote a far-fetched reply on a crumpled note from her family’s hands. The red bloodshot whites are traces of anger and sadness.
“It’s the oil content that makes people worry. Do you really want to do it now? Fuck, dog -like cubs. When I get back, I’ll tie you up so you can’t go anywhere, and I’ll take turns monitoring you.”
“… I’m glad the news that he died was an illusion. No, in a sense, it may be true that he is dead.”
Tyrsi muttered incoherently, her thinking ability not keeping up with the rapid and rapid rise of her emotions.
If you went to hell, how different would it be from being dead? Veronica also silently agreed with that statement.
Just when she thought he was dead, Veronica felt her heart freeze.
If ten more minutes had passed, she might have abolished all her future aims and devoted her long life as a deity to the annihilation of warlocks.
In fact, while I was contemplating how to get my hands on the method of resurrecting that human named Corutus, Dana, who was checking her notes from time to time, screamed that a reply came back.
“A fucking fucking ring.”
It was Dana reevaluating the ring, which had been the treasure of all treasures until yesterday, and tossing the note into the medallion.
I was angry and even said something I couldn’t bear to say, but after all, it wasn’t Nord’s fault this time.
Wasn’t that the result even though I tried? As her wife now she has more important things to do than complain to her innocent husband.
After catching her breath, Dana asked her group.
“… Are you going?”
“Yes.”
Fran answered. It was an instant response faster than anyone else.
Dana–even though she thought so too–she inadvertently voiced a negative opinion at the immediate answer, as if there were no other answers.
“If you follow and don’t come back, is it an accompanying suicide?”
“If Norr doesn’t come back after staying still, is she a widow?”
Dana was quiet. Maybe that’s why she and her thoughts are the same. If men’s tastes are similar, do they think the same?
A really useless thought ran through her head, so Dana brushed her hair roughly.
“You guys… Yeah, it looks like you guys are thinking of going too.”
She had nothing to repeat the question.
Because the other party seemed to have the same opinion.
“Still, powering off is stupid.”
Lari Lura said shyly, wiping the marks of her tears. It was because she remembered how she had drained the tears and mucus from her nose and then cried again in a flurry of laughter at Nord’s reply.
“You said you were connected to the underworld? Then I’ll stay. My Lingling is number 6… I thought it would be difficult to recover it overnight.”
The puppet exposed to the aura suffered severe burdens from within.
It would have been foolish to take on a challenge from which there would be no return, holding a sword that had escaped destruction but was almost brittle. And again, shouldn’t there be a person who will be in charge of supplying this reality?
The potions and food in the arena were robbed as if grabbing the deputy lord by the throat and threw them all into subspace, but I couldn’t be optimistic that that would be enough.
Tirsi, who was thinking to herself, said.
“More than that, Veronica. If the subspace is connected, can’t we bring Nord?”
“… Connecting subspaces and bringing the dead to another dimension are two different things. To be honest, I would have been skeptical of the resurrection itself had it not been for the existence of the warlock I had just seen.”
Veronica answered honestly.
A connection between spaces that living things cannot pass through, and a connection between two completely different worlds.
These two were completely different things. If the former is a skill to the extent of scooping oil out of soup, the latter is equivalent to planting vegetables stir-fried in oil in the ground so that they bear fruit.
It’s not a question of how to do it, just like the magic of moving space.
“Still, there are hopes.”
Veronica lowered her voice.
“My ancestors’ hometown, Asgard, the land of the Asir, had frequent exchanges with this place until the age of the gods. It means that it was possible to move between worlds. Even though it is the world of the dead, our master said that his body remained intact.”
“The self-proclaimed Pharaoh’s words the Nord told you are not just absurd.”
“Maybe. This is the case with mummies enshrined in pyramids. A mummy is a preservation of one’s body suitable for the soul so that the pharaoh can return to this world after death, so if the spirit and body are intact, there is a high chance of being revived.”
In a sense, Narmer’s myth is the most detached from the view of life and death.
For these desert gods, death and life are one and the same. Those who spoke casually of the feat of resurrection would be no other than here, including the gods.
“Oh really! Done! Let’s stop talking about words!”
Dana tousled his hair. It was her main habit of making her hair look like her dog’s hair.
“Let’s think again after going to that place called the Pyramid. What’s the point of debating here for a hundred days?”
“… Not really. Aside from our master’s insensitivity.”
Thinking of the words in her notebook, Veronica hesitated a little before speaking.
What the hell is that tension-free handwriting and tone of speech when he is dead? Although he was so easy-going that he could have accepted the Nords without any doubt, on the contrary.
“But there must be an escort along the way.”
Ralilura, sniffing, added.
I haven’t been to the new pyramid yet.
In other words, you have to travel on foot.
And there was no better place to kill and bury people than the desert.
Now that the remaining number of
“… Leave that matter to me.”
It was Frank who said that.
Fran moved her feet before the other party members could answer.
The place where the feet were headed was in front of Nefertiti, who was quietly half-opening her eyes in the corner.
“You said you witnessed the moment Norr disappeared.”
Fran asked bluntly. The mithril class adventurer who had rushed to the arena a few minutes ago murmured a little.
Not so long ago, I remembered meeting Nord and that half-dwarf woman. However, Nefertiti was rarely speechless at the gaze that was completely different from the trembling look at the time.
As if taking turns with Nefertiti, Optum answered.
It was when I finished being a regular member of 〈Immortalis〉. When the heart stopped beating from the warlock whose name I didn’t even know, Nord disappeared from the underground chamber like snow melting.
Truly a moment. Because it disappeared like a waking dream, Oftum was wary of whether he had been unknowingly deceived by illusion magic.
〈At first, I thought that the girls were in danger, so they used some method to move right away…〉
Oftum stopped talking at that point.
Making excuses is pointless. Anything more than this would be nothing more than an excuse.
The loss of her husband – though not quite yet – is a self-defense that would not be comforting to her lady.
It was only a few minutes ago that I heard the situation after hurriedly running to the arena and put my mind at ease when I heard that I had contacted Nord. It wasn’t the right word for the situation.
─Nod.
Fran did not understand all of the Romanian language. But she didn’t need to know about the details of events that had already passed.
If Nord returned unharmed, this would have been nothing more than an experience story to be used as a side dish for a drinking party.
“Please. Join us, help Norr.”
Fran turned her face towards Nefertiti.
“I will pay you whatever you want. Anything is fine as long as it’s not my life and my family’s life.”
Optum, blocked by the language barrier, winked at Nefertiti, who at least spoke Britannia.
From his expression and mood, he knew what kind of request Fran was making. That is why she entrusted the answer to Nefertiti.
“… …”
Nefertiti was silent for a very short time, literally less than five seconds.
Are you still speechless or worried?
“I’ll go.”
Right before Fran felt like she was burning up, Nefertiti said, looking somewhere with her eyes. It was a look that I didn’t know what to think.
“Because he wants to be alive.”
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“Mom, fuck me Jugger!!”
Phae-Aeng-!! I stepped on the triple axel while avoiding the spear that was stuck like a ballista.
I put a spin on my body and hit the other Sandman’s spear. As if that size were a lie, Sandman’s body was thrown back at my whirlwind hole-in-one attack, revealing a fatal gap.
“Eagle shot shushuk shivalumah!!”
─Puff! Aim for an open gap and attack.
Fire or lightning would be meaningless against sand, so it was Ram Gak that converted my aura into wind mana and threw it out. The whirlwind whirling at his feet tore off the Sandman’s head.
Pass…
However, even when the cob was split like a fig, Sandman counterattacked, saying yes or no.
‘I have a baby’s baby.
Even if the heart complains, the head remains calm. Analyzing the enemy to make sense, he briefly clicked his tongue.
‘Is it an earth-type magic spirit?’
It is an artificial spirit created by humans. If they didn’t destroy the nuclear weapons, they wouldn’t be left behind.
I tried hard to find the weak spot, but the damage didn’t work.
‘A place I haven’t been aiming for yet… Chest.’
Among the remaining places, the strangely plucked chest is the most suspicious.
I don’t think there are spirit cores in the limbs that attack the enemy. Isn’t it as foolish as attacking with Bural or Juji?
“ᚨ(Ansuz).”
Chow-!
I wound the aura around the window like a hammer. This is Mjolnir’s arrangement to make it into an absolute heavenly realm.
Thanks to the aura, the destructive power should be around 4-50%. I grabbed a fluorescent hammer and charged with a completely equal momentum. Naturally, the two Sandmen predicted my dash and swung their spears.
However, it was said that it was the spirit of Dongguijin, but it was not the mindset to die together.
Each Kaga—!!
I avoided the iron-like rock spear like cutting my flesh.
It was a level where I gave up my body with an error in one major book rather than a difference in paper, but the power to pierce my aura-mana coating in the space defense state was not enough. The ignorant tactic of relying only on defense and attacking was quite effective.
‘I saw your level of spearmanship.’
That’s enough to ignore. I ignorantly hit one Sandman’s chest with a hammer.
“Be the light!!”
─Quaang!! As the sand scattered like a bomb exploded, I saw something bluish in my chest.
I immediately turned off the aura and put my hand in to extract it.
“Ah fuck it!!”
There was a slight pain in the palm of my hand. I could feel the blood flowing.
Embarrassed, I quickly rolled my eyes.
‘Sparrow, what kind of cactus?’
It is a furun cactus. It was an object that emits light on its own, but the amount of mana was unusual. It even pierced the palm of my hand, which was protected by Beast Return’s mana.
Rumble…
Sandman, who lost the elemental core, collapsed.
Taking the cactus, he killed the other side in the same way. Tuquaang—!!! Explosions replaced the thunder of lightning, and like lightning in the desert, the ruins made the dust and sand accumulated on the body fall.
The sandy smoke was blown away by the wind from the explosion. The floor drew ripples and wide ripples.
“It stings the hell out of it.”
And I pierced my finger through the plucked cactus again. I couldn’t help it because I was quickly extracted.
But, no matter how much mana this dick has, the spines of a cactus, which is nothing more than a plant, can easily pierce my trusty mana coating?
‘There’s no poison, right?’
I was subtly intimidated and made the mana coating on my grip thicker.
Although the edge is sharp, the length is short. Even this way, I didn’t have to worry about getting my palm stabbed.
Horururu—.
Just in case, another emerald tombstone appeared in front of me as I brought the magic-detoxification potion to my mouth.
The words on the tombstone that levitates the air flashed and increased several lines.
《◆ Heart of the sand spirit (Jin).》
《At the end of the reckless hunting, the desert spirits became extinct with the end of the Age of Gods.
Humanity erased another nanny from the world. Only the gods, who no longer exist, will know whether they deserve to enjoy the disrespectful chaos as freedom.”
《When consumed, you can increase your mana amount depending on your constitution.》
‘… An increase in mana?’
My eyes are the size of a fist.
Could it be that it is an elixir that enhances a person’s internal energy just by eating it?
It was the first thing I had seen in my 4 years of living in this world. Damn, I can’t believe such a simple and convenient item existed even in this world of poop, which barely follows the national rules of this fantasy!
‘No sir. Extinct in the Age of Gods?’
I click my tongue after rereading the second grade-like text with the tombstone inscribed on it.
Was it too late for the ant to notice that stocks were going up?
The offspring of the other world had the same shape. The poetic text that Sehe Tefibra must have come up with after much thought tells us that this cactus is something that is not available in modern times.
‘Cultivating this… Fuck, that’s it Giving up would be the right thing to do.’
I was greedy, but after being quoted that it would be impossible, I decided to give it up gracefully.
It seems that items like this can only be created by searching for spirits somewhere, but the Sandmen I caught seemed to be artificial spirits made from cacti that had managed to survive.
‘If farming was possible, golems wouldn’t have been made. Let’s just take it quietly.’
According to the constitution, the explanation was immediately understandable. Again, it’s about the aptitude of the attribute.
It’s like a DNA fucking game. Do a little research and if there are no problems, give it to Fran. I don’t know what and how to eat cacti, though.
I took only the drop items and read the upper row of the tombstone again.
I’ve always said that ruins are an opportunity for a life reversal, but this ruin was a bit unusual among them.
《◆ Reward: Everything that can be obtained from the 4th floor.》
I didn’t think much of it earlier because I wasn’t in a hurry, but looking at it again, isn’t it a ridiculous article?
In the end, ruins are only a matter of time, and it is true that they are all destined to be robbed and spit out the contents.
But the owner of the ruins who says he can take the treasure with his own mouth? It’s even embarrassing to have the same mindset as Hahae.
‘By the way… I don’t think this is necessarily good.’
I clicked my tongue and took out my notebook. It was to leave a message to his wives.
If the news doesn’t reach the ground, it’s a big problem. The expedition team that came here first, as well as the explorers who would come later, would come in and go down as they were.
However, thanks to Sehetefibra’s favor, this pyramid might become a survival battleground where treasure and life were staked.
Of course, it was too heartbreaking for Jammin, who even gave away treasures, to ask Pharaoh to guarantee the safe return of the grave robbers.
‘I don’t think the old grave robbers who filled the Louvre were reciting bullshit like that.’
Didn’t she say it was an ordeal in the first place?
I had no right to criticize the other grave robbers from the moment I stepped in with the goal of returning and took the treasure.
In this world, it is a virtue to rob the remains of the past, but they are not so conscienceless as to regard favor as a right. Because that would discredit Professor Slayer’s name.
‘It may take some time, but I will contact you often, so please wait patiently… Done.’
─Terrible, Tup.
After closing the notebook, I broke down the door and went down to the next level.
To explore the ruins Come to think of it, it’s been a long time since I’ve been an archaeologist.
‘At least with what I found here, I’ll get a gold medal for my master’s degree.’
Using the new firewood as a spark of motivation, I continued on my way.
