Chapter 310 – Shadow of the Holy Land (9)
The three pigtail mafia exchanged glances.
Papa baba bat—!
They moved rapidly around Lalilura as if they were deploying a military strategy. Looking at the afterimages left behind like alter egos, it seemed that there was really some common footwork or martial arts.
I clicked my tongue as I looked at their venomous eyes.
‘I was prepared to die.’
Those guys are mistaken for Ralilura to come and use it.
But against such a Lalilura, even if you hit it well, you can’t even get to the gold class, how can you fight so desperately?
This meant that they would fight with a mindset worthy of death.
I felt a great sense of incongruity in that regard.
‘… Why don’t you run away?’
Did you remain loyal that you couldn’t betray your comrades?
No, please It was nonsense.
‘There is nothing as vain as words of loyalty or affection between criminals.’
The scholars said that if a group keeps emphasizing something, it is because it is not practiced.
For example, doesn’t any organization in the world emphasize that people must breathe to live?
Because it is so obvious that you can leave it alone, there is no need to emphasize it.
That is why criminals pursue loyalty.
‘There will be bloody retribution if members of the same family lose their loyalty, so don’t even think about betrayal.’
I half-opened my eyes feeling Ralilura’s tension.
Are the youngsters, united by selfishness, willing to give up their lives and fight to the death?
It’s probably because they think they’ll be retaliated against by the ‘chasers’ who will follow them even if they get out of here.
In other words, they had such a brutal and thorough background that betrayal was unimaginable.
The pigtail swordsman, whose eyes were bloodshot, opened the sword again. She may have raised her mana by force, but the number of swords increased even after being injured, but the precision dropped significantly.
But to him, the accuracy of his technique probably didn’t matter. Because there were colleagues who came together behind the scenes.
─Tadat. Larry Lura stepped on her footwork.
Her running speed was faster than the speed at which her illusion sword was approaching.
Larry Lura snatched her mace for her head, as if snatching her cotton pillow during a pillow fight, and tossed her mace’s owner behind her.
─Puffpuffpuff!
As the fast speed and unstoppable hands were inflicted, the executive of the Wolhyang family, who wielded the mace, was skewered by his colleague’s sword.
Lari Lura tied the two feet like that and aimed for her last enemy.
Using an ax as a weapon, he made a poor throw as if to buy time while trembling in fear.
In terms of results, it was completely counterproductive. Lalilura’s catch ball ability, tempered by her juggling, neatly snatched the handle of a flying axe.
─Bung-Bung-Bung-Bung! Poop!!
After returning to its original owner in 0.1 second, Dok2 shared a passionate kiss with his beloved owner. It was an affectionate exchange so intense that his life was lost.
Larry Lura closed her eyes and turned around after checking her mob, who was desperate.
The pigtailed swordsman who pulled out his sword after kicking his colleague took a stabbing stance. He laughed as if he was dumbfounded by his one-pattern swordsmanship.
Haha! That’s right. If you win at gambling, you can even win money.〉
Larry Lura waved her arm like a beam of light as she heard his laugh.
The heavy wallet hit the back of Temurgul’s head as he tried to escape.
He probably threw his wallet because he had nothing to throw, but the level of heaviness of a wallet in another world without bills is extraordinary. The sound of metal colliding made Temurgul’s life and death worrying.
〈… Whoa.〉
The pigtail prosecutor did not even pay attention to the fact that the boss had to go through a recycling review.
– Call! The eyes full of life were opened ferociously.
I put the head of the snake out of my robe and fired a Lightning Missile.
〈100 million?〉
Pajijijijik-!!
The pigtailed man died of electrocution, leaving behind a death sentence.
Except for the boss, all the other executives had different names, so there was no reason to refrain from attacking while worrying about missing out.
“Ah, thank you, senpai♡!”
“You’re welcome, but you didn’t blow that pig’s head off because you misregulated your strength, right?”
I was worried about that, so I deliberately stuck my head out to end the sluggish fight. Lalilura clapped her hands as if she was worried too.
Lalilura grasps the veins of the defeated boss.
“What do you think?”
“Um… I don’t know!”
“Haha. I even pointed out the Mac, so I’m the one who expected it.”
Well, I wasn’t too confident about checking the lives of others.
‘If I use the rune of ᚨ(Ansuz), it will look like they searched or not.’
That was when I tried to solve the transformation.
Goosebumps broke out on my and Lalilura’s skin. The black mana that suddenly flowed from Temurjin’s body rose like a pillar and penetrated the ceiling and floor.
Fuhuaaak—!
Mana gushing out like a skein in which insects weave their chrysalis!
Rari Lura covered her mouth and did her back tumbling. Temurjin woke up strangely, like a drunken man who had been pulled up after being grabbed by the collar.
“… Gulp.”
Lari Lura clenched her fist and swallowed the saliva in her mouth.
Even Amman Superman would not be able to get up without putting his hands and feet on the ground. That must have been someone magically interfering with Temurjin’s corpse.
A ghostly pressure emanated from the creepy corpse.
To the extent that it felt like the narrow room had become even narrower, someone who controlled the corpse was overwhelming this space, decorated in the style of a rich man, in all directions.
─Keying!
I saw through the danger and opened the ‘Eye of Odin’. It was not the time to worry about side effects.
There is no one else in the room other than us.
Are you hiding in a way I didn’t see through? Or are you operating from a distance?
The answer was the latter.
‘… Line?’
Temurjin’s body was tied with an invisible thread, and in his pocket was transformed into a receipt tangled in an earphone cord.
Roughly speaking, 〈 is similar to Puppetry 〉. But in fact, it is a completely different kind of magic.
‘Odin’s Eye’ dismantled the complex structure into the smallest unit of magic.
By dissecting the spells, it was possible to figure out what kind of magic was created by combining them.
‘The reception of the soul and the manipulation of the corpse.’
Comprehensively, it is a branch of black magic that transforms the undead.
In other words, it was a black magic that transformed a previously enchanted corpse into an undead and possessed the consciousness of the caster.
〈… One of the limbs died, so I wondered what was going on.〉
Temurjin spoke in a completely different voice.
‘The ‘mining farm’ you invested in was being destroyed, yes. It was only yesterday that I supported the business fund because my efforts were virtual.〉
─Duduk! The unknown sorcerer slit his neck with Temurjin’s hand.
Ironically, it ended the same way Temurzin had killed his subordinate Galth.
But there was a difference with Gals. Temurzin broke it and immediately put it back together.
〈Business investment is premised on loss, but that doesn’t mean you can’t let go of the guy who messed with the workshop. Isn’t it?〉
Saying so, Temurjin’s whites turned black.
The corpse, which was in a moribund state, had met a complete death, and it seemed that darkness and negative mana had permeated to the ends of the corpse.
‘… Chit.’
I analyzed that far and turned off ‘Odin’s Eye’.
His head throbbed with an excessive feeling of refreshment pouring into his brain. But more than that, the reason was that the murder felt by the enemy was so distinct that there was no room for conversation.
‘I need magic to protect Ralilura.’
Magical chanting is impossible with the ‘Eye of Odin’ turned on.
If the words come out strange, you can’t use rune magic. The exceptions are invincibility magic and beast return.
Of course, it’s absurd that you can’t use Odin’s magic while borrowing Odin’s wisdom.
─Quaang!!
My small sentiment was quickly cut off.
It was because the corpse of Temurjin, who started the dash, came running like a runaway tank. As if manipulating a game character, his mysterious intruder wrapped mana around his massive body and let his fists roar.
─Supapapapat!!
In the blink of an eye, Ralilura and the intruder competed for several points.
There was no damage on either side, but the color of the face was opposite. It was only before her search, but the blood drained from her cheek as Lari Lura clutched her tingling hand.
And the corners of the man’s mouth bloomed with a wild smile that did not match Temurjin’s face.
Lalilura, who recited the false birthplace I had taught her, evaded the fiercely penetrating uppercut.
─Pain!! The master’s cut-off uppercut burst the air in the space where Lalilura’s chin was.
