Chapter 159 – 155 Stupidity = Gottmogg’s Prison Labyrinth
Passing through the 3m wide entrance without a door, Hwanin saw a cloud of yellow flour filling the passage, as he had guessed from the sound of the explosion.
And four career workers struggling in the yellow mist.
Hwanin, who had been holding his breath beforehand, witnessed a goat-headed man and three women and fired four stacked soul arrows he had loaded into the neck and groin area, head, and heart, depending on the equipment level.
Bubbubuck!
=ぅ?!=
= Oops. =
=Keah!?=
=Sigh.=
Two women who were shot through the neck and head died instantly. The goat’s head, whose genitals had been completely chopped off by her local area, wrapped around her groin and collapsed.
“…….”
Kwajik!
=Keep.=
Silently, Hwanin, who raised a Celtic stone ax and struck the forehead of a goat-headed goat wearing a hardened leather helmet, glanced at the fallen woman with blood spraying from her chest and looked back and forth along the aisle.
There is nothing at the end and end of the gray passageway that can be seen through the soul’s vision.
“…….”
Still, you’d better keep an additional raider in mind.
=Captain!=
=Master!=
Anne and Isilite, who are about to leave the demon room, wave their hands to stop breathing and go back into the room, and follow them.
= What is it? What’s going on?=
She shook her head slightly at Anne, who hurriedly asked a question, and told Anne and Isilite to step back a little more.
Anne muttered, frowning on a cloud of powder that looked bad on her body even at the slightest glance.
= What is it? If it’s yellow, is it Turkist’s numbing powder? It could be Ohhenbaum’s blinding powder…….=
=It could be Loretta’s nerve paralyzing poison!=
=…… Leader! You can’t breathe!=
Did she just forget to warn her not to breathe? Hwanin laughs inwardly and shakes himself off.
Quet.
Then, Bi-sang started flapping its wings in front of Hwanin. A strong wind blows along the flap of its wings, blowing yellow powder over the entrance.
Thanks to this, Anne approached Hwanin, who brushed off her body more easily, and took out a large bottle of holy water from her pocket.
= Captain. Holy water. Bow your head.=
Shaking off the hood, Hwanin lowered his head, sprinkled holy water on his head, and chanted an incantation. Then, a pale light seeped into the holy water and began to wet Hwanin’s head and face.
‘Is it a disease cure or poison cure spell?’
After washing her face and hands with about 2 liters of holy water, Hwanin brushed her bangs with both hands and greeted Anne with an exhalation.
“Thank you.”
=…… Uh? Ugh! Yes. No. Ok.=
Anne, who was staring blankly at her Hwanin’s face, answered with a trembling voice.
Dark hair wet with water. Dark eyebrows as if drawn with a brush. Melancholy eyes and sharp nose. Closed manly lips…….
While frantically spying on Hwanin, Isilite passed her towel to Hwanin and asked,
=Master, are you an enemy?=
“Okay.”
=…… Well! Are those bastards from upstairs chasing you?
“Not. Every face was different.”
To guess, it’s most likely that the four of them were waiting in the room they first stepped into, and then fled when they heard the sound of a secret door opening.
And they would have gone ahead of them. It is said that the undead can sense warmth, so if you use a magic tool that hides the warmth, you should be able to avoid it without fighting.
Adding to the feeling is that all of them were wearing black leather armor or leather clothes that were quiet and inconspicuous.
“Or maybe they followed us.”
= That’s right. Did you kill them all?=
“Three killed, one alive. Emergency, let’s go out slowly while flapping our wings like before.”
Quet!
I was bored just watching from behind!
At Hwanin’s instruction, Bisang flaps its wings excitedly, blowing the wind forward and walking slowly.
Hwanin, who came out through the aisle, saw the woman with a hole in her chest staggering away through a cloud of yellow powder that rose again.
Green onion-
=Ah!=
“Emergency. Keep blowing it up.”
Que~.
Every time Bisang flaps its wings, the powder that lands on the ground flutters again and flies across the aisle beyond the fallen shooter woman.
In the meantime, Hwanin took out three masks and handed them over to Anne and Isilite to wear, and after putting them on himself, he took out the blessed cloth and hung it on our side where the nose of the emergency rations was.
Hwanin, who thought for a moment that Bijang wearing an Arabian-style veil would suit him quite well, idly pulled three souls standing on top of his corpse and turned them into soul beads.
Then, after confirming that the yellow powder is gone, he grabs the lady’s hair and drags her crawling like a bug.
= Oh, ah! Aww! Whoops!=
The woman struggles with the pain digging through her wounds as the dagger lodged in her thigh hits the ground. At such times, her hair is pulled out in armfuls with a thumping sound, and even then, she screams as she struggles in pain. Then the dagger on her thigh…… Repeat below.
“Emergency. You can stop. Good job.”
Quet!
Hwan-in, who praised Bi-sang, who had been flapping his wings until then, dragged the woman into the room and threw her away.
With a croak, a scream resembling a crow’s cawing, the rounded woman curled up over her body, sobbing in her pain and fear.
What is this man What the hell did you do to make this happen?
Hwanin brushed off the yellow hair that was stuck between her fingers and asked Anne if an artery had been cut as she watched the woman dripping blood from her thigh.
“Can sex surgery cure this woman? She just needs to do enough not to die.”
After putting the war hammer on her shoulder and touching her wounds for a moment, Anne shook her head, saying she didn’t need it.
=You already drank the recovery potion. Her wounds are healing, so even if I leave her alone, she won’t die soon.
“Okay?”
= Now, wait a minute! Misunderstanding! Get it wrong! We are…… !=
Seeing Hwan-in approaching her with an emotionless face, the woman fluttered like a shrimp and spoke urgently. I stepped on both thighs and screamed.
Wooduk, pop! Dduduk!
=Ah, kkeaaak! Kyaaak-!!=
He then grabs the Celtic stone ax like a hammer and slams the opposite blunt end of the blade down on his left shoulder, shattering his shoulder blade.
After neutralizing it like that, the mortal woman groaned and wriggled like an earthworm.
= Kkeuk, kukkeuk…….=
A yellow liquid begins to flow down her crotch as she neither dies nor lives.
Anne, who had silently watched her from behind, gave her a thumbs up with a grin.
= It’s There is no mercy in our captain’s hands.=
“Does the enemy need mercy?”
= No There is nothing more stupid than putting a colleague in danger by showing clumsy generosity or magnanimity.=
Even if you look at it, they are the ones who threw poison smoke balls at this side. What more do we need to say in a perfect yard with both psychological and physical evidence.
In the meantime, Isilite, who had dragged three of her corpses down the aisle outside, began searching for her body as well as her squirrel-eared sparrow woman.
= Ugh, Agak…… !=
After forcibly removing the woman’s leather clothes, ripping off her top, and even shaking off her underwear, Isilite took several pouches of potion and took out all the medicine bottles in front of Hwanin.
= Master. Could this be the antidote for that poison?=
What Isilite held in both hands was a small glass bottle the size of a thumb. One bottle was dripping with brown liquid, and the other was empty and only a little remained.
Both liquids are the same color.
=I picked up the empty bottle at the bottom of the aisle and it came from another thief’s pocket.=
“The probability of that is high.”
Receiving the brown bottle in response, Hwanin threw it against the wall and broke it.
=Oh?!=
=Uh, what are you doing?=
“I said I don’t believe in poisons and antidotes unless I bought them from a verified source. They were poisonous, so I don’t know what tricks they did. Abandon all recovery systems.”
=Yes.=
Isilite threw the potion pouch away without hesitation. Seeing that, Anne watched as her phantom waved her wand in the air at her, she murmured.
=I don’t think these guys are masters of poisoning like the assassins of Karax…….=
=But you are not wrong.=
=…… Is that right? There’s nothing wrong with being careful.=
It’s not that Hwanin didn’t think of a way to summon the soul and check its safety. But what if that dark gray wolf-headed man distributed the potion and only he knew the safety of the contents?
Isilite, who had been chatting with Anne in small whispers, was nervous when her visionary saw a whitish goat-headed spirit appear at the tip of her stick.
“…….”
When Hwan-in points a stick to the fallen Inse woman with her half-dead eyes, the goat-headed man’s spirit fades again and is sucked towards the woman.
“Answer me. What are you guys really like?”
= Off. Turn off…… Whoops, me…… Hey, Naam… Stand up…….=
Hwanin’s eyes widen as he sees the woman trembling with tears, runny nose, and saliva as if she had epilepsy.
She opened the program with human souls, and the reaction came out completely different from what she expected.
‘Are you resisting the dominion of the soul with mental strength? Or is it because the soul and body don’t match?’
But the spirit of the Yeopsa woman didn’t seem that strong. I don’t know if there are any conditions. She said things like gender identity, individual soul response, and adaptation.
Recalling Maestig’s young girl’s soul, Hwan-in tested various things on the young woman and found that several of his predictions matched.
Once you don’t accept a soul of the same sex, a dissonance arises and coercion doesn’t work well. Of course, because of the gap between the body and the soul, the Code is not properly applied.
There is also a synchronization rate with the soul, so the higher the synchronization rate, the easier the soul can dominate the body. It seems to be able to make more power.
After completing her experiment, Hwanin stared at the woman who was gasping for breath as if to die, wearing only her panties and covering her breasts, then asked her forcefully.
“What are you guys really like?”
= We…… Is active in Crabberry…… Labyrinth Robber…….=
When the woman with the soul of another woman was forced to answer with difficulty, Anne gave her a supplementary explanation.
=It is a mid-level city that is a month’s walk from here. It’s quite an old city, but Seongju is a little so I can’t say it’s a very nice place. The cityscape is also a bit gloomy.=
“Well. How many more are there?”
= Three, three…… =
“Is it three people or a team of three?”
=… Three, Tim…….=
“Are the six in front of the aisle upstairs also your group?”
= Yes… Okay…….=
From behind, I hear Anne’s voice as if she’s spitting out =Damned children.
Hwanin asked one last question.
“Do you have a corner to believe in? Something like a back boat watching you guys from behind. Speak the truth without hiding anything.”
= No, no…….=
No? No way.
In Hwanin’s memory, the glass-like eyes of the black-grey wolf-headed man are still vivid. That he is robbing in a labyrinth without any hindsight while having those eyes?
Someone like me?
“…….”
Hwanin’s eyes deepened again.
