How to Play a Villainous Boss 224

Chapter 224 – But What Now? (2)

Caution. This episode contains a lot of rather brutal and cruel expressions, so please be aware of those who are reluctant to brutal expressions about physical damage.

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“…Ugh. Hey, is this place…?”

Unable to endure in the repulsive and terrible tentacles she never wanted to recall again, Justia, who finally lost her consciousness, opened her eyes in a space she had never seen before. But what surprised her was not that it was the strange ceiling she had never seen before that changed her as soon as she opened her eyes, but it was her own voice that she inadvertently uttered.

“Mo, the voice… The divine power…?”

An extremely ordinary human voice with no power as a god. Could it be that he has lost all his strength? Justia, who recalled such a terrible assumption, hurriedly tried to save the energy inside her body, and soon realized that she still had the divine power as the goddess of justice within her, and let out a sigh of relief. Rested It was only that the flow was blocked for a while by some means and it was in a state where it could not erupt outside, but it did not lose its power itself at all.

“And this way, Nyalashotep… Must be the work of the god damned. I don’t know why they suddenly pulled me out of that… Terrible pit, but I’m sure they’ll take it easy.”

In Justia’s head there was a hidden place for the sacred objects of the gods, extorted by various tricks and deceptions, just like when she stole her sacred objects, the scales, from her goddess of equality. If you go there and get sick of it, you can start a plan B in case you fail. Laughing at herself again, laughing at the arrogance and laxity of the evil god who had brought her out of that hellish place instead of leaving her alone, Justia was about to move to start her actions.

“What, did you finally wake up?”

“…!!”

At some point in her unfamiliar room, another person who was with her indifferently uttered the words, and Justia, who belatedly noticed her existence, heard her voice with her wary face, and aimed in the direction she came from. Saw. There… He was. Ragna Armageddon. The disciple of the evil god Nyalathhotep, and the damn man who ruined her plans.

He didn’t even pay attention to her, as if he didn’t even care about her. He continued her words, wiping the gunpowder marks on her disassembled gun with a blue cloth.

“Wait a minute because it’ll be over soon. I haven’t peeled off all the dirt on this part yet… Eh.”

However, there was no reason for her evil spirit’s puppet to listen to what she said, so Justia immediately tried to leave her room.

Charleung!

“Ouch…!!”

Until a strong shock landed on the nape of her neck.

Her breathing, which she hadn’t paid much attention to since becoming a god, became a leash that controlled her unexpected actions now that she couldn’t use the power of a god. Justia belatedly realized that she was wearing a cold, heavy necklace of chains around her neck, but in a state where she could not use the power of a god at all, she did not know how to break the seemingly sturdy object. Did not exist for

“Hey, release this right now!”

“Why am I? It’s obvious that if I solve it, I’ll run away. Are you going to release it because I’m crazy? And I definitely warned you. It’ll be over soon, so wait a bit.”

Justia glared at him, holding on to the thick chain necklace that her slender arms couldn’t even scratch. However, in the present situation, she had no one else to release it, so Justia devised a plan to escape this place after tricking the devil’s apostle into letting her loose her necklace. She deceived the Goddess of Equality and other middle- and upper-level gods and stole their divine objects, the essence of their power, because she was confident that if she were herself, she could lightly fool foolish human men who blindly worship evil gods.

During the long hours of Rag or Armageddon wiping off the gunpowder on the disassembled gun, lubricating the stiff spots, and reassembling it again, Justia impatience shouted all sorts of swear words in her mind, telling her to finish it quickly and loosen herself up.

“Hmm, this should be enough.”

Ragnar, who had finally finished grooming the gun, fixed the gun in the pouch on his waist, leisurely organized the tools used for grooming the gun, and leisurely washed away the oil and gunpowder on his hands. It was only after going through the process that I arrived in front of her. She didn’t like the way a human who had once been wounded by her own attack looked down on herself as if she were laughing at herself. , Justia bared her teeth.

“Yeah, well. You must have a lot of questions first, right? Ask them. I’ll answer them.”

“…Where am I? Why am I here?”

“This is my private building in the southern part of Landfill, my city in Atipia. The reason you’re here is because Nia-san transferred your personal affairs to me.”

“Nia… Nyalassothep handed me over to you? That bastard son of a bitch… How the hell does he look down on me…!!”

In the humiliating fact of being ignored once more by her own nemesis, Justia let her seething rage unfiltered in her raw form.

“He handed me over to you? Ha, his intentions are so blatant that his eyes are naturally frowned upon. Are you saying that there is? And you accepted that filthy offer again? Ha, no matter how hungry you are for a woman, you can’t go that far…”

Bang!

“Ah, fuck. Don’t you have a mouth?”

“Turn off, turn off…!”

Intense emotions, such as anger or disgust, sometimes blind people. And because her power as a god was completely sealed due to Nyala Sothep’s trick, Justia learned belatedly with her body that even if this man killed her, she herself would not be able to resist. As if a hole had been drilled in his own thigh through which a finger could slip in and out.

“It’s big …! That unique and frivolous evil, or the brutal beast that follows it, or a very well fits …!”

Of course, the pain in her leg did not remove all the hatred she harbored. Or, on the contrary, the pain fueled her hatred for her enemies even more. With disgust for the man in front of him.

“A foolish man… Do you really think that evil spirit will listen to what you wish for? After all, you are only his toy! Play with him as you please, a clown who will soon be abandoned when he gets tired of it… !”

“Have fun, loser.”

“What, what…?”

Justia spat out all kinds of insulting words that she could, but was pushed back by a single vicious word from Rag or Armageddon.

“Okay, the question is, is that the end?”

“Ha…! It’s like a savage man arrogantly believing in only one ugly, filthy evil god… Just because Nyalassothep has bound my power, do you really think that someone like you is qualified to do anything to me?”

“Are you so stupid that you forgot that you were once that barbarian? Well, that’s why you must have been defeated by that barbarian. And I think you’re misunderstanding something.”

Ragnar Armageddon sighed softly as she wrapped her head around her head, as if her head was hurting and annoying having to deal with horses any more.

“Because it wasn’t Nia who blocked you, it was me?”

“…What?”

Every word that came out of his mouth was the hardest thing for her to believe. God’s power, humans blocked? What the hell… How? No, it can’t be. It’s a nonsense story. Why is the power of God called the power of God? This is because it is a mighty power bestowed by a great creator that humans cannot understand or handle. How can such a thing be done with human power…

“You don’t seem to believe it, so can you explain the principle yourself?”

Deliberation and authority have many different origins and results, but the processes and methods leading to the results are quite similar. In fact, as a result of experiments conducted personally by Ragnar Armageddon, those who once possessed powers became more proficient at handling incarnation than others. Perhaps the reverse is also true. In other words, incarnation and authority have different materials and target results, but the techniques used in the process are quite similar.

And in a situation where Justia couldn’t win with the power of power alone, her vengeance toward Nyala Sothep and her will and desire to do it exceeded her limits and manifested deliberation… Rather, it was the cause and she was defeated.

However, there was one thing Justia didn’t know about here… Deliberation is not the power to lightly twist the world’s providence like authority, but just the will of an individual human heart materialized into reality. And the fact that the power of the mind has physical power means, on the contrary, that it can affect the mind through physical means. In the process of incarnation, her mind was revealed to the outside, and Ragna Armageddon, who was able to interfere with her incarnation through the power of amplification and suppression of her desires, suppressed her incarnation with her own power and penetrated into her inner world at the same time. It’s like creating a backdoor that can do it.

“In a nutshell, a god who has manifested the power of incarnation can have not only incarnation but also the authority sealed away from me. There won’t be any other gods, so the only one I can seal the power of is just four years old Justia.”

In other words, this is what Ragnar Armageddon says.

It is not the evil spirit that controls her own power, but the power possessed by the individual apostle.

“…Ah.”

It was hard enough to be trapped in an unfamiliar place without being able to use the power of a god, but the fact that the person who sealed that power was not an evil god, but just a mere human being, his apostle, which cut down Justia’s pride and ambition at once.

“You don’t seem to be interested in anything more, so now it’s time to bring up my business. I don’t like being bothered by twists and turns, so I’ll just tell you the business briefly. Justia, tell me the location of the god you stole.”

“…Tell me the location of the divine object? Why? To give it to that proud god and to continue living that miserable life?”

“I guess I haven’t grasped the situation yet.”

Thud deuk.

Ragnar Armageddon’s right hand distorted with a grotesque sound, and soon it turned into a human and wolf combined. He grabbed Justia’s shoulder with the strong hand of a werewolf.

And, wow.

“———-!!!”

A sharp scream escaped from Justia’s open mouth. Even if it was Justia who was confident that she wouldn’t blink an eye at any amount of torture, it was because she never thought that he would pull out his arm as if he were disassembling Lego blocks in this situation.

In the first place, such violent and savage torture was not Nyalashotep’s way. Rather than inflicting direct pain on the human body, Nyala Sothep used a method of destroying it from the inside by giving a load to the human mind. In constant mental pain, it is the torture method of the evil spirit that makes you give up everything, despair, and get frustrated. While talking nonsensical things like ‘Toys should be handled gently so they don’t break’.

“Keep, ugh…!”

This guy is different. Without the slightest hesitation, he grabbed the man’s arm and pulled it off.

It is not that difficult for people to kill people. To put it bluntly, people can be killed and die with just a stone the size of a fist. Tools don’t matter. The important thing is the will put into it. Unless there is a firm will to kill people, people cannot kill others with their sober mind. Most murderers are either unintentional or unintentional, or they don’t see the other person as human beings.

“Open your ears properly and listen straight.”

“Huh…!”

This man is neither. Even though he knows that the other person is an equal person who speaks and thinks like himself, he tries to put an end to that life without any hesitation. This man has no aversion to killing a person, no fear of becoming a murderer. It is not something that can be done simply by castrating the emotions of fear and hesitation. As if knowing fear and not feeling it is the difference between heaven and earth.

“I really don’t care what circumstances you have. No matter how unfortunate and unlucky you are, in the end, to me, it’s just a ruthless murderer. So don’t think about running the washing machine unnecessarily, Just answer the questions I ask. Don’t even ask me questions. Now, tell me where you’ve hidden the important things of those you stabbed in the back.”

“…Do you think I’ll blow it gently…?!”

Deuddeudeudeuk…!

“Oh, Ahhhhhk … !!!”

Justia, who had lost both of her arms in her sleep, did not forget to utter harsh curse words at the man in front of her, her eyes twinkling, even as she suffered a terrible pain she had never experienced before.

“If you talk nonsense again, next time I’ll pull out the other two legs.”

“Turn it off…!!”

“Now, blow the location of the god.”

The most important thing in torture is to inflict pain without killing. Therefore, this man’s violence cannot be called torture. She doesn’t care about her death, she likes information if she can get it, but doesn’t care if it doesn’t. It seemed like it was okay, a firm intent to kill himself. The moment she felt it, Justia couldn’t help but feel fear for the first time.

“Where’s the god?”

“Turn it off…!”

Deed Deuk!!!

“Kyaaaaa!!!”

“Where are you?”

“No, I don’t want to talk… I don’t…

Pudeuk, Pudeudeuk…!

Unlike her left leg, her right leg was not pulled out all at once but snapped in the middle, leaving it grotesquely rattled. Ragnar Armageddon frowned at the sight of her. Not because she was repelled by the horrifying sight, but as if things just bothered her a bit. Soon, he twisted her hand that held her ankle and gave it strength, and against the background of Justia’s scream, the tendons in her right leg snapped completely with a thud, and her last limb was completely removed from the body. Separated.

“Heo-eok, hee-eok, hee-eok…!!”

Even if her heart stopped due to shock, in the midst of the intense pain, there was nothing strange about it, Justia, covered in sweat, smiled like a winner. Even if she can’t use authority because her god’s power is now sealed, her body still belongs to her god. The proof is that she did not die even though she lost all her limbs. To Justia, who was laughing so joyfully, he spoke in a chilly voice.

“Tell me the location of the divine object.”

“Huh… I’ve already pulled out all my limbs, what are you going to pull out this time? My hair? Ha, do you think I’ll say…?”

“Then, I can’t help it.”

Ragnar Armageddon sighed and opened the door to her room. Then a foul animal smell wafted up, and a large stray dog ​​strode into the room. Contrary to the ferocious appearance of a wild dog that would bite and kill a person, Ragnar Armageddon whimpered like a charmer as he rubbed her face against his leg. Ragnar stroked the wild dog’s head and back, and she said to Justia.

“Give me 10 seconds. If you don’t tell the location of the god in it, you’ll be eaten like a dog by this dog.”

“…Ha, haha…! Yes, that’s all the torture your poor brain can think of? I, who endured being insulted by Nyalashotep’s disgusting tentacles, feared being defiled by wild dogs. Are you going to reveal the location of the god?”

“10, 9, 8…”

When Ragnar Armageddon let go of his hand, the wild dog soon turned to Justia and exposed his teeth. Then it came into Justia’s eyes, whose vision was lower than usual due to the lack of legs. It hung between the legs of a wild dog, and it couldn’t possibly exist in a normal beast.

“What, what…?”

If her tentacles of Nyala Sothep were meant to humiliate and humiliate her as a woman, then Ragnar’s malice to inflict maximum pain on her, that hideous object that seems to have been made from the most vicious parts of her various animal genitals. Was peeping out. There is no reason, at least, for the genital organs of normal animals to be covered with so many vicious thorns that cannot be compared with those of a rose bush. And Justia’s face turned pale at the thought that that terrible thing would soon destroy her own genitalia.

“3, 2, 1… 0.”