Desire

After the Demon King and the Horsemen won the war, most of the NPCs and players fell into the abyss. But not all players and NPCs did. Most of them are almost everywhere, and not all of them. Some are quick to notice. Among those with quick determination and mobility, those with qualifications and values were on the side of the Mage and were treated accordingly. Of course, people blamed and scolded the people who stood next to them because they were traitors, but the blame of the players was not so severe.

After all, the world is a game. MMORPG means massive multiplayer online; PLAYING GAME; PLAYING means playing characters in the game, not in yourself. Yes, even if the world is a well-constructed virtual reality, it is not a reality after all. Either way, it's personal freedom to play in any way.

Jabesh was the best and strongest player on the side of the Maa. However, I also changed my mind the fastest, and I was also the player on the side of the Horseman. At the end of the war, she killed more players than any other horseman. Having been acknowledged by the Demon King for his cruelty and strength, he earned the title of Earl.

‘Only Earl. ’

She glances at the mirror and kicks her tongue. The current continent has no countries, no laws. But that's because the Demon King didn't want to rule the continent. The laws of the magic system were applied to the world as they were. The mighty Horsemen naturally made the land that they had lost as their own, and there they enslaved the existing humans who were enslaving and enslaving the horses and magic that followed them.

Haveth became one of the ten most powerful men in the world at once. What is important to the wizard is the size of his power, not his career or history. It was not that there were no Horsemen who displeased the human, but the power she had was genuine, so even those who were displeased could not stand against her.

Haveth took his place in Lebacore, the land formerly ruled by Rivera. Once the most unique atmosphere, culture and development within Gracia was enjoyed by Rivera. Thanks to Azin's banishment of Rivera and his slack in Lebacore, Lebacore has fallen faster than ever before.

Harvest chose Lebacore for a simple reason. Pandemonium rises in the heart of the Bullysal Desert and belongs to the Demon King. And around the pandemonium were the Dukes, the Grand Marquis and the elite. Nevertheless, Lebacore has a good distance from the territory of the Pandemonium and other powerful people, but the geographical advantage is not bad. In other words, it's a good location to do tricks behind your back.

Yeah, it is.

At first, it was for that purpose. The victory and defeat of the war was clear without a thought. No matter how big the variable worked, it could not overcome the difference in overwhelming force. There were a lot of them over here, but the fact that there were a lot of them made me uneasy that I couldn't win the war. So I decided quickly. First, I began slaughtering visible players and NPCs, and prowled for them in glamour, shouting to see me from the side of the Horsemen.

When the devil king and his eyes met.

I thought of something back then. She takes off her tie around her neck and laughs in vain. I don't remember. I didn't want to think about it exactly. But even though I thought that, I couldn't help the feeling that came from my heart. Oh, this won't do. I can't. I can't win. I can't. Such defeat, such despair, such fucking humiliation. You want me to fight him and win? Don't be ridiculous. How am I supposed to win that? Yeah, so let's avoid a frontal battle. I crawled down first and saw the gap... and there were no conditions for me to win fairly. You can defeat the Demon King. You can kill him.

Crawl down and suck your ass hard for a chance. Starting with the Earl was annoying, but there was plenty of time. There has to be. First, it is important to give trust. Jabesh is not a Maverite. Humans. In order to gain their trust from the Mazes, the Humans have to act more dashing than the Mazes.

So...

I made Lebacore a living hell.

Crueler and more terrible than any city. I made the horses who wanted to enjoy him thirsty for slaughter because they wanted to come to Lebacore. As the world became like this, human hunting flourished throughout the continents, and most of the hunted humans were captured and enslaved. Humans were not the only ones who faced such a situation. Various species were enslaved and distributed across the continents. Of course, the Mages didn't buy slaves. It was only taken and repaid.

Jabesh has led many slaves to Lebacore. Since you have been good to the merchants, many merchants have sent slaves to Harvest and Lebacore. I tried to slaughter them at first, and soon I learned that slaughter is not very efficient. Humans are not cockroaches. It took a lot of time to increase the number, so it shouldn't have been easy to kill.

I found another way. Something more stimulating than slaughter. But you can still enjoy it - yes. I needed new content that I could do as a human I tried a variety of things. I was satisfied with my results in just one month. That's because she was a black wizard from the beginning. There are no more human experiments in this world than there are in Harvest. Haveth, who had absorbed the memories of all the Black Wizards of the Dark Star, knew how to savor the cruelty of mortals while keeping them alive, and also how to give them a stronger and more resilient life. In a hellhole named Lebacore, built on him, within a month, a large horde of horsemen flocked to it.

But it's only the beginning. That's all, even though it got my attention. I have to do more.

“This sucks.”

She kicks her tongue and looks out the window. The city of Lebacore is at a glance here. The city was an endless festival of frenzy. In the middle of the square, a huge flame burns through the wood of the dead body. Black wizards, witches, and socialites gathered from the continent come together to enjoy the festival. The lowly horsemen tear apart the churned sodas with blood and flesh. Even though she didn't enjoy such a festival, she didn't find it offensive.

“Is the farm running smoothly? ”

Jabesh makes a voice. At that, Homunklace, standing at the door, bows his head.

“Breeding experiment completed successfully. The rapid loading system is effective, so it should be commercializable in about a week.” “Good. ”

Harvest nods. We need Humans. More Humans. Players are numerous, but neither death nor pain can satisfy the horseman's pleasure. So you have to use NPC eventually. However, the number of NPCs is limited. The slaves that are distributed through slavers are not infinitely supplied.

Then you have to make it yourself. There was plenty of knowledge to do that. I don't see humans as humans, I see animals. I see them as females and males, not males and females. Females alter to give birth to more babies, and males alter to give birth to more females. Ten months is too long. No, technically, you don't need a reproductive system. What is needed is the uterus. All you need is a uterus. Purely for efficiency, it removes and repairs the body. Some of the born babies are left for the horses who enjoy them, and most babies grow quickly by administering a rapid enteric agent. In a week, the baby will mature. Of course, the side effects are enormous. A child who grows up like that cannot live normally. Organs are already damaged, and they look like humans, but they cannot survive as humans. Life expectancy is short. You live for one or two years and then you die. I increased my senses and forced my magic to scream more, preventing my mind from collapsing more easily. Use potions and healing magic generously to prevent death from easily inflicting damage.

She made a lot of efforts. As a human being, I used every means I could to gain the trust of the Demon. Naturally, NPCs do not accept that. NPCs who were dragged to Lebacore, living in Lebacore, felt that she was more of a monster than the Demon King or the Horsemen.

That's why Ajin chose Harvest.

After a long time, Lebacore has become a completely different city from what it was before. In the air, there was a mixture of disgusting blueberries as if it were natural, and different screams became songs, echoing through the air of the city. Azin stands on top of Lebacore and looks down at it. This dreadful city did not incinerate justice from Azin. It's because there was nothing like that for him in the first place. It was the same with Devello. Standing near Ajin, Devello frowned at the stench of his nostrils and did not feel offended by the sight of the city.

“Good of you to come. ”

As he examines the city, Azin nods and mutters. I've seen many cities on my way here, but I've never seen anything more horrible than Lebacore ruled by Harvest. I liked that about him. We only looked at what we could see first, but none of the Horsemen living in this city could threaten Sijin. That was natural. With the exception of the Duke and the Demon King, no Horseman can threaten Azin.

“Let's take a look at the distance first. Don't mess with me. Follow me quietly. ”

Ajin said that and pulled out a dark robe from his inventory. Devello nods, handing over the robe, turning him over. Afterwards, Azin and Devello descend into the back alley, where few people live. As I came down, the stench became more intense. But Azin and Devello no longer tolerate it. They conceal their power completely, and take a quick walk out of the alley.

The first thing I saw on the street.

It was a man crawling on all fours. The naked man was a man of blood. He had a leather collar around his neck and was tied to a thin strap, which he could not sprinkle. Walking around on a man's collar was a woman in a black dress. She exudes dark magic, but she doesn't seem to possess much power.

It wasn't just the Horsemen. Most of the horsemen on the streets were dragging humans around like pets. In fact, it wasn't just the Horsemen. I also saw the Black Wizards and witches that contained the Black Magical Power. They were humans, but even though the Mages ignored the Black Wizards and witches, they did not treat them like other humans. Azin looked at it with interesting eyes. Devello also stands beside Azin, staring at him blindly.

“What are you? ”

Suddenly, someone talked to me. Azin looks at the direction of his voice. The horses in tuxedos and mustaches are looking at the pain. He was noticeable compared to the other horses. It was because he was holding a five-year-old human collar.

“I don't think he's the Black Wizard. I can't feel the Black Magic power... Are you human? Why is a human being walking on two legs? ”

The devil frowns and asks. Devello glances at him, staring at him. Azin gives a moment's thought and nods.

“Kill him.”

And Azin said,

“Yes.”

Devello replies.

The Horse's throat falls.