The Return of Apocalypses Tyrant

Episode 8

▶ Remaining head: 20020 head

‘Has it risen by about 20?’

Remembering that the number of goblins he had killed was five, he compared the remaining head capacity.

‘The rest must have been captured by spirit soldiers. Even though it doesn’t apply to achievements, it seems like the heads you hunt are accumulated.’

In fact, being able to collect heads while protecting the safety of life was a huge benefit.

“older brother!! Look over there!!”

It was then.

thud-! thud-! Kuung–!!

A loud noise was heard along with the ground shaking as if there had been an earthquake.

After passing through the memorial gate, around the tower where the memorial tablet was enshrined in the center, monsters too large to be called goblins were wandering around as if looking for prey.

“Goblin Warrior…”

The size is almost 1.5 times that of an adult male.

It was of a size comparable to that of the orcs that would come out of the second gate of hell.

“Surely you don’t have to catch that?”

Myung-Hoon said in a nervous voice as he looked at the three warriors walking around the square.

“I’m not catching that.”

“Is that so?”

“You have to catch that too.”

“….”

Hearing Namgung’s words, Myeonghun let out a low sigh as if he knew that would happen.

“Do you see that guy back there?”

“A goblin wearing a robe?”

“okay. “He is the Goblin Lord.”

“That little guy?”

Compared to the Warrior, it was insignificant in size.

No, on the contrary, it seemed smaller than the ordinary goblins he had faced so far, so Myeong-hoon seemed to relax a little.

“He uses magic. This is not an easy opponent. “There must be a reason why Warriors several times larger follow us.”

“Well… what should we do now? No matter how much I think about it, it seems impossible to deal with all those big guys…”

“You don’t have to worry too much. “The warriors over there will disperse in a little while.”

“Scattered?”

“huh. They’re going to build a fortress here. “I’m going to go get the ingredients.”

“The castle…”

“You could say this is the goblin’s stronghold. Although it is called a fortress, it is somewhat like a tower. “It’s a tower built by goblins to pay tribute to the Lord.”

“Ha, he does all kinds of things. “Are we going to build a fortress and store up treasure?”

“There is also treasure. “There are also corpses.”

Kkwaak –

Myung-Hoon strengthened the hand holding the sword.

“Doing something like that to the Memorial Tower… you damn bastards.”

“Half of the people who came here have already been killed by them. “They kill the living, but since they are already dead, it means nothing to them.”

Namgung continued to tell stories that offended Myung-hoon.

“I will never leave you alone.”

Because he knew very well that he was a different person from himself.

Sense of justice.

Because that was the driving force that fueled his fighting spirit.

‘okay. That’s it. ‘You are someone that even Alec Traman of the Eight Stars, who was called the Sword Saint, recognized.’

The owner of the Star Sea Sword and the revelator of the watchers of the sun and moon.

He was the strongest of the eight martial powers and the one who was praised the most as the savior of the world.

When the fifteenth gate of hell opened, the first place he requested support was the armed guard led by Myeong-hun.

‘Alec Traman wanted to have Myung-Hoon as his disciple.’

Of course, he refused, but that alone was enough to gauge Choi Myung-hoon’s talent.

“Once you start building the fort, the warriors will start destroying the surrounding buildings to move materials.”

Namgung pointed to the Goblin Warrior standing in the middle and said.

“We will take out that one guy quickly and catch the Goblin Lord at the shortest distance. Even considering our power, it is true that we are inferior. “It’s important to resolve things quickly.”

“All right.”

“Even if the other two warriors come by chance, don’t worry about them and just focus on catching the rod. “I’ll stop the rest.”

Sssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss

…

“It’s not something to say in a situation like this, but it’s amazing no matter how you look at it.”

Myung-Hoon said as he glanced at the soldiers surrounding them.

“There will be many surprises in the future.”

“…I think so.”

“Get ready.”

“This… reminds me of when I was deployed with the captain. I gave up because I didn’t like the battlefield… but it was better then. “I can’t believe I have to fight such a monster.”

Myung-Hoon smiled bitterly.

“Is Somin going to be okay?”

He said while looking at the child on Namgung’s back. At first, I thought he was in a deep sleep, but seeing as he didn’t wake up despite all the commotion, it seems Namgung had some hand in it.

“are you okay.”

Namgung set down his daughter, who was carrying him, against the wall and said. One of the three spirit soldiers stood guard next to her.

“I warned you, but it’s safer than panicking and causing an accident. “It’s better to adapt slowly.”

“All right.”

“let’s go.”

The two people who were hiding at the door leading to the plaza began running at once as the Warriors dispersed in their respective directions.

Paaah–!!

Is this the result of goblin hunting?

Myung-Hoon followed Namgung as he ran better than expected.

Whiik!! Buuuuung…!!

Namgung threw the sword he was holding with all his might.

[Crook?]

Whoops-!!

The flying sword instantly got stuck in the warrior’s thigh.

[…Kak!!!]

“Kaaaaap!!!”

The moment the Warrior stumbled from the sudden attack, Myung-Hoon, who was behind Namgung, jumped out, raised his beheading sword, and slashed horizontally.

Kang!!

He was planning to cut his waist in two at once, but Myeong-Hoon’s sword was blocked by the stumbling Warrior’s stance.

“Tch…”

I pushed the sword as hard as I could, but it wasn’t enough to cut through the thick blade.

[Wow! Kya!!]

The Warrior who blocked Myung-Hoon’s sword let out a strange roar.

[ωϪϪχ!!! φγ…!!]

At the same time, the Goblin Lord standing behind him shouted in an unknown language, and the scattered Warriors began to gather again.

“Stop it.”

At Namgung’s command, the soul soldiers dispersed to both sides to deal with the remaining warriors.

He went behind the Goblin Warrior, who was still struggling with Myung-Hoon, and put his hand into the belt he was wearing around his waist.

Slurp…!

It sounded like a sword being drawn.

What he took out was a long, black needle-like awl.

This was the fate of the reduced 2000 heads.

Before leaving for Daejeon, Namgung bought this from Gu Ryu.

No numbering.

Name: Red Hornet’s Stinger

Grade: Normal

▶ This is the sting of a hornet that lives in the Crimson Desert.

▶ It has a slight paralyzing effect.

He grabbed the Goblin Warrior’s shoulder and jumped up, as if riding a wooden horse, and stabbed the awl into the monster’s collarbone with all his might.

Phew…!!

[Crook?]

For an instant, the Warrior’s body stiffened.

grasp…!!

Without letting go of the gap, Myung-Hoon pushed Warrior with all his might.

[Kyaaagh…!!]

The guy who was about to stumble and fall backwards roared and shook his head.

As if he had been paralyzed by his own power, the warrior’s muscles swelled as if they were about to burst, and he raised Myung-Hoon’s sword, which he had been pushing, and struck.

“…Ugh!!!”

Myeong-Hoon’s body rose in the air due to the force of his upward upward movement.

But at that moment, Namgung, who was on his shoulder, slipped around his waist and pulled out the poisonous needle from his waist once again.

Deeply-!! Sigh! Deep!!!

It went down the warrior’s body in a spiral motion, piercing the collarbone, then the ribs, then the thighs and calves one by one.

A series of attacks that flow naturally like water.

Although it was unreasonable to use four 500-head poisonous needles to kill one Goblin Warrior, there was a clear reason to kill it.

[Knock…Knock!!]

Only then did the Warrior breathe heavily and tremble.

“Hwaaaap!!!”

Myung-Hoon drew his sword with all his might.

Kwasik-!!

The Warrior’s head was cut off with the dull sound of bones grinding.

“Hahaha… he’s really tough.”

The arm holding the sword trembled, as if the shock of hitting his neck had been fully conveyed.

“be careful!”

However, the joy of catching the monster was short-lived as Namgung pulled Myung-hoon’s shoulder.

bang! Quagang!! Quagga River…!!

At that moment, lightning fell from the rainless sky and struck the spot where Myung-Hoon had been moments ago.

“…!!!”

Myung-Hoon looked at the floor where black smoke was rising and opened his eyes round.

“Is this really magic?”

The portal that appeared in the sky and the pouring of monsters were already abundant proof of this strange phenomenon, but apart from that, the magic gave a new shock.

“You said you would use magic.”

“That’s right, but…”

It wasn’t something special for Namgung, who had experienced it in his past life, but Myunghun looked at the Goblin Lord with an interesting expression.

“Can I learn too?”

“If you’re curious, let’s catch him first.”

Namgoong held up two fingers and made a gesture.

The password they used when conducting operations in the past.

Ride on…!!

Myung-Hoon nodded and started running in the diagonal direction of Goblin Road.

‘The soul soldiers are holding down the Goblin Warriors well, but their growth rate is still low, so it will be difficult to suppress them.’

Time was absolutely against him.

[Sigh…!!!]

The Goblin Lord raised the staff he was holding.

“Whoop…!!”

At that moment, Namgung grabbed the fallen Goblin Warrior and threw him upward with all his strength.

Broken…!

Quagga Gaga River…!!!

The lightning strike from the road that hit the two changed direction and hit Tae-tae.

Changgrang-!!!

As if the sight of him falling to the ground, blackened and scorched, was a signal, Myung-Hoon turned and jumped towards the road.

“Hwaap!!”

His beheading sword cut through the air.

[Wow! Kyaagkak!!]

The Goblin Lord let out a strange sound as he saw the sword coming down towards his head.

Tooung–!!

Then, Myeong-Hoon’s sword was blocked by something above Rod’s head and bounced off.

“…Ouch!!”

The sudden recoil caused the sword to fly over his head and Myeonghun’s back was broken.

[Kirik! [Kiririk!!]

At that moment, Rod shook his shoulders as if laughing at Myung-Hoon.

“What is it?”

Myung-Hoon, who dropped his sword and was pushed back a few meters, looked at Rod and frowned.

The hemisphere-shaped barrier surrounding the rod flashed.

It was a shield.

The surface looked rough for some reason, and rather than being perfectly circular, it looked like it was dented here and there.

Although it was only a second-magic level shield spell in terms of rank, it was a shield so powerful that it was safe to say that there was nothing that could break it now that the first hell gate had been opened.

“…How do I break that?”

Myung-Hoon turned his numb wrist and grabbed the sword that had fallen on the floor.

“It’s not that there is no way. “You can destroy it with a force that exceeds the shield’s ability.”

“…Is there a power that can overcome that?”

Even though I attacked with all my might, I couldn’t inflict even a single wound, let alone a crack.

To be honest, he couldn’t think of a way to do it.

“Yes. “You are holding it now.”

Namgung said to him.

“…This one?”

Myung-Hoon raised the sword he was pointing at and asked with a puzzled look.

It was certainly an incredibly powerful sword, but even if I cut it again, I wondered if it would be more powerful than the previous blow.

“Your strength is still not enough. You did not get a job, nor did you receive any blessings or special privileges.”

“Then…”

“I leave it to the sword itself.”

“What is that…”

Myung-Hoon couldn’t understand what he was saying.

“Cursed objects have souls attached to them.”

Namgung put his hand on his back.

“Never let go of your sword.”

At that moment, the dark red blood on the blade began to turn bright red.

▶ Soul Eye Lv2 is activated.

“…omg!!”

Myung-Hoon couldn’t believe his eyes.

As his vision reversed, pitch-black darkness enveloped his entire body, and only the blood on the sword he was holding seemed to be engraved in his vision more clearly.

[Keuuuuu….]

The soul residing in the blade was visible to his eyes.

▶ Communicate with the soul of the executioner on the sword.

▶ The executioner’s soul craves blood.

Sssshhhh…!!!

Then, along with a strong gust of wind, the soul burrowed into Myung-Hoon’s body.

“Kaaah!!!!”

Myung-Hoon screamed involuntarily as the heat penetrated his blood vessels all over his body, as if he had been poured with molten metal.

Kwahia Ahhhhhhhh !!!!

Myung-Hoon, who shot out like a bullet, drew his sword towards the Goblin Lord’s shield.

[Keru?!]

At the same time as a loud explosion, the shield shattered and the Lord’s body rolled on the floor with a cracking sound.