Hoarding in Hell Novel

The Lycan Slope groaned and struggled. He won't take any damage, but if his raw flesh is chained and one of his eyes is still open, it's bound to be painful to breathe.

"Then what are you doing? So are you hostile to orcs?"

"...Yes. I've already killed a bunch of them."

Hyunmoo thought so. Judging from the abilities that Lycan Slope showed, three or four Orcs are not a problem. If you repeat a surprise attack, one squad would be instantaneous.

"Why?"

"Those cheeky bastards invaded my realm first."

Hyunmoo looked at Kirsson. Kirsson shook his head.

"The realm of the wolves is a little farther away. Maybe it's the one who got kicked out or ran away."

"Are you kicked out?"

"I heard that the pack leader has changed recently. Wolves will die with the new head of the pack, and the pups of the old head will die along with them. Then sometimes there are those who run away like this. The only thing that can challenge the boss is the Lycanthrope Bloodline. That'll be right."

Kirsson looked at the Lycan Slope with a sneering expression.

"Even though the wolves have exceptionally strong physical abilities, they are unable to avoid being slaves to the Fallen Empire because they maintain such barbaric customs. Without magic, equipment, tactics, or politics, they fight only with pure physical abilities to rank order. to decide."

“They are far behind the times.”

Hyunmoo and Kirsson chuckled and teased the Lycan Slope.

Lycanthrope was about to have a seizure, but there was no way he could resist Hyunmoo. Hyunmoo held his dagger to his opposite eye before he transformed again.

"Are there any other people besides you?"

“…No. There are people tracking me.”

"If it's a descendant of the former boss, there's a possibility that a pursuer was attached to it. It's a bit far away, but it seems they were trying to settle down here because they thought it was safe."

As for this, Kirsson looked down at the Lycan Slope as if pitiful.

Hyunmoo thought about how to use the Lycan rope.

He made it one-eyed, but he's a handsome guy. Of course, it's a useless feature in Difficulty: Hell, but it's different now.

It looks a little silly, but it can be quite useful if used properly. After thinking for a while, Hyunmoo exchanged glances with Kirsson and whispered.

Lycan Slope looked at them anxiously.

After a brief discussion with Kirsson, Hyunmoo approached with a smile and a refreshed expression.

"I covet your abilities. Dog. More than anything else, the fact that you can transform into a human can be quite useful when I need it. So I'm trying to get you on our side, how about me? Can you obey me?"

Lycan Slope's face twitched. If it's cooperation, then obedience is absurd.

"Obedience? It's funny. Our lycan rope is a blessing to anyone..."

"I knew it."

Hyunmoo cut off the lycan rope and lifted the ride. At the same time, Kirsson grabbed the Lycan rope from behind and grabbed his hair and pulled it back.

His head was pulled forcibly and the Lycan Shrop, whose mouth opened on its own, tried to say something in a hurry.

Mugwort Tam's blade crept into his mouth. It was too late to change again.

'At least let me die like a warrior!'

The Lycan Slope looked desperately at Hyunmoo. He had never thought of being executed in such a wretched state, with his whole body imprisoned in such an unarmed state.

Faced with such a shameful death, we can never go to the glorious wilderness of our ancestors.However, all that Hyunmoo could see was a cruel murderous intention.

[The Broken Star, Ghaul is watching you.]

"If it's a dog, you should think twice before sticking its teeth at a human like a dog."

The blade savagely pierced into the throat.

***

Three wolves were sniffing with their noses on the floor.

The wolves found the orc's corpse, traces of battle, and white fur, but could not find the target they were looking for.

After a while, the two wolves came back. As soon as the wolf returned, it transformed into a bipedal walking type.

"Not around."

It was a low sound, more like a growl than a human voice. But it was enough to understand.

Other wolves also changed their form. One transformed into a humanoid, and the rest transformed into a bipedal walking type. said the wolf who had turned into a young woman.

“It must have been a fight here, but suddenly it went crazy.”

"Against Orcs?"

The wolves tried to laugh, but the female shook her head.

"I don't think it's an Orc. There are no bites or claw marks. The orcs fought among themselves or something else. Above all else, Yerdansk isn't the one to be defeated by the Orcs."

"Then you were killed by something you don't know?"

It's common in this world. Wolves separated from the pack are slaughtered by something they don't know.

Although the wolves felt the chills at the end of Lycanthrope, the royal lineage, they were happy.

If you have completed the mission, you will be able to return to the place where the group is.

But the female werewolf glared at the other wolves and said.

"Don't even dream of returning until the body is retrieved. The chieftain told you to bring your neck.

The wolves were terrified.

A large group of orcs was also found nearby. One werewolf could easily deal with four or five orcs, but that one was military-grade.

When it comes to a group versus group battle rather than individual versus individual, the game is decided by tactics and numbers rather than individual skills. So I had to be very careful not to collide.

"I don't know who attacked Yerdansk, but it's not an easy one.

At that time, the wolves that had been transformed into bipeds raised their noses all at once.

The female werewolves realized that they had smelled something and hurriedly changed their bodies. She soon could smell her too.

She smelled of blood.

The smell of kin' blood.

The wolves hurriedly ran in the direction of the smell of blood. Not too far away, the cause of the smell could be found. A lycan rope with pure white fur was horribly dead. His hair, as bright as the moonlight, was stained with blood.

"Yerdansk..."

And behind the corpse stood a human man. The smell of Yerdansk was so strong that I couldn't smell it, but it didn't look like a werewolf. Because he was too short.

"Is he after this guy?"

Humans opened their mouths. The werewolves secretly exchanged glances. A few of them made a big detour and tried to go back behind the human, but the human raised his hand as if to restrain himself.

In an instant, squeaking noises and yellow eyes appeared from the buildings in the ruins everywhere. There were countless swarms of mice.

Behind the human's back, a ratman shaman stepped out with a wand.

"The Fallen Empire...!"

A commotion spread among the werewolves. Ratmen, like Orcs, are no match for Werewolves. However, the Fallen Empire was a symbol of fear even to the werewolves.

This is because the clash between orcs and werewolves is a battle of warriors versus warriors, but the Ratmen of the Fallen Empire slaughtered and disassembled them mechanically and industrially.

'I thought it was ruined, are there any leftovers?'

It was quite possible. The only thing he could see right now was the shaman book, but he also had a strange atmosphere. The terrible smell of tar and the dark hair color was an atmosphere I had never seen among any ratman. The man waved his hand.

"Let's avoid unnecessary clashes."

The female werewolves once pushed back the other wolves who were about to move.

"Who are you?"

"Kang Hyunmoo. Oh, you don't have to tell me your name. You memorized as Go, you albino, and you black."

The werewolves growled as if unbearable at this degrading attitude.

"You were a dirty furist!"

“…ah? That must have been the problem. Well, yes. Calling you by the color of your hair definitely smells a bit discriminatory. I apologize. But it doesn’t matter. I won’t be calling you by your name very often.”

The man identified as Kang Hyunmoo kicked the body of Yerdansk and said.

"Take it at once."

In an atmosphere where the werewolves were wary, the female werewolves took the first step. Everyone wanted to stop him, but nothing happened until Yerdansk's body was finally brought back.

"What do you want?"

I could have run away like this, but I was curious about the human heart right now.

No, you are human from the beginning.

Among the tribes, only a handful have seen humans. I knew that they were already extinct, but the humans leading the remnants of the Fallen Empire suddenly appeared.

For a moment, the female werewolf got a little goosebumps.

The cause of the sudden collapse of the Fallen Empire was not fully understood.

The stars were silent and there were no survivors.

It was orthodox that one of the other stars intervened and destroyed it in an instant, but if that guess is correct, the human in front of him was not something to be taken lightly.

"May I know which star you are serving?"

[The Whispering Star, Montstril is watching you]

At odd times, he heard a message that Montstrille was watching him, but Hyunmoo didn't care.

"It's a secret. All I need is some cooperation."

"If we can, we will help. However, our clan is serving the roaring star, Hyrmas, so we ask for your understanding at an appropriate level."

"It's nothing. I'm trying to catch a few orcs."

A strange atmosphere spread at the words of Okra. Are the orcs trying to get their cooperation into trouble?

The female werewolf thought that the human in front of her was a lesser human than she thought.

The female quietly grasped the presence. When the ratman first appeared, I was so surprised that I couldn't confirm it properly, but the countless nearby presences were all rats, not ratmen. A herd of rats roar once, and their heart stops and they die.

Just before she burst into anger at the thought of her being deceived, Hyunmoo opened her mouth.

"Oh, you guys just have to stand still. It's not a big deal. If the goal is to just kill 100, it would be okay to ask for your cooperation, but it's a quest that I have to kill every single one of. So it's difficult to borrow someone else's hand."Kwajik! Blood spurted from the back of her back. Yerdansk, thought to be dead, stood up and bit the head of one of the werewolves.

In everyone's astonishment, the female wolf hurriedly ran towards him.

"Pretending to be dead and then surprise me from behind! Have you thrown away your pride as a warrior, Yerdansk!"

Instead of an answer, a furious cry erupted. The blood of all the werewolves who were present became cold. Swarms of rats, ratmen, and goblins began to rush in.

The female werewolf looked into Yerdansk's eyes. His eyes were filled with only hunger and madness.

She bit her lip and swung her claws, determined that even if she died, she would put this child at ease.

***

On a long pole hung the severed head of a female werewolf.

The orc captain looked at the head for a long time and then motioned. The orcs ran and pulled his head down.

In addition to the female werewolf, four werewolves were dead around.

It was morning when the bodies were found. When the reconnaissance team returned to their camp, they found the corpses.

The orcs discussed the corpse for a long time, and eventually began dragging him into the camp.

Hyunmoo, who was watching it from afar, looked at the Lykanslope, Yerdansk, who was sitting next to him, and said.

"Should I say thank you?"

Instead of answering, Yerdansk growled and looked at Hyunmoo. However, due to the restraint of the oath hanging around his neck, he could not take any active action other than timid rebellion.

"You saved lives and killed those who were after you. What's the matter?"

"You... you have corrupted the pride of a warrior..."

"Yeah, kid. I know that the pride of a warrior is a good thing, but I don't think it really helps much in life."

Hyunmoo stroked Yerdansk's head.

"I don't know if your father was a warrior, but I don't know if the person who killed your father was also a warrior. At least, I don't think that's what those who relentlessly capture and kill babies.

Yerdansk did not answer. It was a satisfying silence for Hyunmoo.

When he thought enough time had passed, he signaled behind his back. He nodded his head as if the orc that had been revived into the family was ready. Hyunmoo asked, touching the mortar.

"Are you aiming?"

"Kwiik, yes."

The orcs loaded and fired the mortar shells. As soon as the firing sound sounded, Hyunmoo watched the trajectory of the shells. The blown mortar shells hit the camp of the orcs as they were.

With the explosion, orcs jumped here and there. However, the fallen orcs did not seem to have suffered much damage.

Hyunmoo fired the shell again. However, the mortar shells gave shock, but not much damage. The limitations of modern weapons that have not been itemized are that they cannot do great damage to monsters.

And when he reached the last three feet, he said to Yerdansk as if he had no choice.

"Well, that doesn't mean that civilization is necessarily better. But one thing is certain."

pop. The fired shells drew a long trajectory and then landed at a certain point.

At that moment, an explosion occurred.

In an instant, fragments of something that jumped out of the middle of the explosion spawned the Orcs. Hyunmoo looked at it and smiled.

"It's better to kill."

[Kill 100 Orcs.

(76/100)]

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