Chapter 347 – 347. A Gift to the Losers
The night deepens.
“Run!!! Come run outside!!!!”
“Aaaaa!!! What’s this!!!”
Those who tried to escape quickly, taking advantage of the confusion, hurriedly backed away at the swarm of jet-black wheels pushing into the building.
The jet-black wheels that rushed into the mart in an instant and dragged on the Awoken resistance were like black waves, and those without power had no choice but to be swept away.
“Kill or kill, keep coming!!!”
“Click ah !!! Save me !!! I’m dragged !!!”
“Fuck the kid!! Still not going out, what are you doing!!! Move!!!”
Pyromancer Choi Min-seok quickly pushed through those who couldn’t get out of the entrance and were dragged back into the mart, but beyond that, more people than wheels were coming in.
“Who are you?”
“Uh?”
-Peoruk!!!!
However, before Choi Min-seok could use his skill, an arrow lodged in his shoulder.
After passing the wheel, the mochidae gangsters burst inside.
“Turn it off..!!”
“Baby, you’re going to have a shoulder.”
“Hey. Let’s go in.”
Soon, Choi Min-seok was grabbed by the hair by the Korean-Chinese and dragged back inside.
Subsequently, the expressionless Korean-Chinese hurriedly ran into the building and began beating the fugitives in a confused state.
Bugs and Korean-Chinese, fugitives and rampaging cultists.
The door to the supermarket entrance was firmly closed.
The night deepens.
No one will escape
******
The brighter the moon in the night sky emitted, the more human screams and clamors resonated inside the mart.
In addition, severed limbs were scattered everywhere, and it was full of dead human dumplings that were lumped together and unable to even scream.
“Whoa.. It smells like shit. Puppies. How well did you eat?”
The thick smell of blood and the disgusting reek of intestines overflowing from the ruptured stomach vibrate inside the building.
Yes, this must be the scent of death. Horrible, disgusting smell. I don’t really like this fishy, rotten smell.
But whether I liked it or not, this disgusting scent of death always followed me.
“Whoa…”
He wiped the blood from his hands and sat down. My work is almost done. From now on, all you have to do is watch, play with them, and make offerings.
Yes, because Ha Jin-seong and his Korean-Chinese men arrived just in time.
As expected, Korean-Chinese people with knives are very reluctant. It’s even more brutal to see at night. Even if it’s my slave.
“Success!!!”
“Quaaaaa!!!!”
“Don’t you give in!”
“That, that’s not it!!!!”
There was no one who could stand in front of the Korean-Chinese slaves who brought Hajin-seong to dig out eyeballs with spoons and pull out teeth.
Rebels quickly succumb.
For reference, Ha Jin-seong appointed some of the Korean-Chinese he had captured as slaves using his skills as slave managers.
As a result, those they subdued were also able to brand Hajinseong.
It was truly slave self-propagation.
Moreover, Ha Jin-seong used magic extortion to make up for his lack of magic by stealing it from slaves.
If you are given a few slaves and people to enslave, an infinite slave hunt is possible. Looking at this ridiculous enslavement mechanism, Paimon admired.
[A feast of beautiful arts. Also Sataniel-sama..]
“No, is it that great?”
[Of course… The expansion of slavery through slavery. To be honest, AoE Domination or Massive Mind Manipulation seem simpler… But instead of being comfortable, they are clunky and easy to solve. Such permanent dependence is impossible. That’s why it’s great.. Operation of a technique that has reached the state of art…]
I was even more envious of Ha Jin-seong’s skill at Paimon’s words, which seemed to be completely moved. Of course, I couldn’t take it away, and I had no intention of changing my job. It was just embarrassing.
In any case, slaves were making slaves, so the more the number of slaves increased, the faster the enslavement work ended.
“It’s done!!”
“Okay? How many in total?”
“That is. 322 people!”
“And. A lot.”
I looked around at the enslaved people.
All of them are expressions that say they can’t accept this situation properly.
I guess so. In an instant, more than a hundred people were killed by my hands, and those who survived were also captured and enslaved by Korean-Chinese who did not know where they came from.
In their place, they’d be dead right now. It’s a situation where you can’t go back to your family waiting in the corner of the house.
Of course, everything has already been prepared to eliminate such worries. A gift for them is coming now.
“Huh…”
“Damn… How did this happen…”
“I should have run away… Don’t listen to that fucking asshole Kang Il-gu… I should have just run away…”
As I sat in my chair and watched, a lament flowed from the mouths of the losers who had become slaves.
Unable to resist, all they could do was crouch down and lament. Because everything is over already.
There are only two futures left to them who couldn’t even dream properly of one night: becoming my slave and rolling around like a dog, or dying and being sacrificed today.
When I thought about that, I laughed for some reason.
How did they think of attacking me? With just that skill.
No, don’t you get an estimate by looking at the mushroom people and parasitic hosts walking around?
If it were me, I would have left this town right away because I was scared. Or maybe he went to Japan through Busan.
No, see Suddenly, in the zombie apocalypse, mushroom monsters that are completely different from zombies roam around, and you just live with it?
I don’t think I’d be able to live in this town because I’m too scared… How insensitive are those guys?
I don’t understand the thoughts of those idiots with insensitivity to safety.
Why do they see the world only according to their standards? Why aren’t you afraid? Why does he know that it hurts when a knife is inserted into his throat?
Ignorant bastards. Angry. Did you really think that all human beings were the same?
Or, did you think you could win unconditionally if you hit it with numbers?
‘If there were thousands of people, I would have been a little more cautious than I am now, but… But it doesn’t work. Who dare I?’
To be honest, if there were a lot of survivors in Chester class, the eastern base of the US, and about a thousand awakened people, I might have worked a little harder. I would have called the main body of the jet-black wheel and also called my women to work on it systematically.
However, with only about 400 people sitting together in a strategy meeting in a building right in front of my headquarters, how could I possibly be defeated?
I wonder if it will be an equal fight only if we bring them in units of 10,000. Only 400 people!
“Aaaaa!!! Help me!!!”
“Shibaaal!!!! Aaaaa!!!!”
Haha.. Assholes..”
I laughed as I heard their screams.
They are really funny I was acutely feeling the feelings of a human looking at a frog in a well.
I can’t help but tease this openly by teabagging.
I shouted with ridicule at the 300 or so captured rebels.
“Is this all you guys? No, I was looking forward to it because they said they were gathered.. What is this!! The excitement is broken!!! Do you know how much I expected to catch you guys? You should hang out with me for at least an hour!!! What’s this! There is no point in shouting for help because you cut off your limbs!! And after playing for only 30 minutes, I turned on the fucking bottle saying I was sick. Fucking pups..!! Everyone die!”
“Turn it off!!”
“Shit…”
“Huhhhhh”
Those who were caught by my cry trembled. Again, the reactions are interesting. Their eyes were defiant, as if they would have won if they hadn’t been surprised.
They are funny Will he be able to continue to rebel like that even after the gift arrives?
-Kishia.
Just in time, the jet-black wheel sent a notification that a gift had arrived. Looks like the presents for these scumbags have finally arrived.
“Hey, a present has arrived! It’s time to get everyone presents! Stop whining and get up!”
At my words, the commotion in the hall grew even louder.
“Come in!! This is your family that you missed so much! A gift from me!”
Soon after, the families of the captured Awakeners were dragged in by Korean-Chinese and parasitic hosts.
“Ah..! Hey honey!!! Na Hyun Ah!!! No!!! I can’t do this!!!!”
“Shit!!! You can’t touch your family!!!!!”
“No, this is not it!! Please.. Please.. Uhhhhh.. Please…”
“Ah.. Why.. Why are you guys here.. Fuck!!! I can’t come here…!!!”
The heads of households who have been defeated by me scream out loud. As soon as they saw the dragged family, shouts erupted from the mouths of the awakened people.
They must be dying because their children and wives are being captured and dragged into the hands of the Korean-Chinese. I felt like I was going to have a mental breakdown.
[Sorry. Deep despair… Is it for me..?]
“Yes. Sure. You haven’t eaten much today.”
[Whoa whoops… Thank you… Whoops whoops…]
Indy Cron’s laughter was heard.
Today Botamilli and Kashinax were preyed upon by Korean-Chinese.
As long as there is a lot of Miss Kashinaksya, Botamili, who is good at her memory and values her memory, killed all of them over the age of 60, and she was quite satisfied.
However, indicron has not had enough fun yet.
She enjoys the body and soul of someone who has deep despair.
Today, I plan to fill Indicron’s stomach with them.
Goddess, may you live forever.
“Fuck!!! Shiibaaaaal!!!!”
“Let go!!! Let go!!!!”
“Please!! Please take a look..!! Please…”
“Huh.. Heh.. I don’t like it.. I don’t like it..”
“Ah, Dad..!”
“Honey.. What is this…”
“Mom!!!”
“Do, Dongjuna.. Ah, no…”
The awakened people saw the faces of their families and struggled to escape.
Their family shouted at the face of the head of the captive.
I smiled at them.
All I can give to those who dared to steal someone else’s stronghold is a terrible sense of despair and pain.
If those bastards had rather run away, or if I had attacked them first, I wouldn’t have bothered them this much.
Rather, like Hwang Ho-chun, he could have personally visited and offered slavery.
However, it was these spoiled pups who crossed the line first.
How dare you try to bite the owner without understanding the subject, who survived thanks to me.
I mean, I’ve never been forgiven.
“I mean Today I was going to kill only half of the guys I ran into and save the other half. So, I must kill half of the people here right now. Do you know what I mean? Not everyone can live.”
About 300 Awakened and 700 non-Awakened.
Five hundred of the nearly 1,000 survivors die here today.
The Awoken who were caught in my words began to howl. I ignored their cries and just said what I had to say. I can’t listen to all the cries of the losers.
“Okay, so let’s start the ‘family disintegration game’ from now on. Let’s leave half of it from now on. The game ends when 500 people die. Hey, it’s relaxing!”
It seems like there is a holiday atmosphere when the family gets together and plays games.
Of course, I had no parents and no relatives to take care of the holidays, so I always spent the holidays alone…
Well, anyway, probably everyone here is having fun.
Dead people don’t feel sad.
