Possessing Nothing

How long has he been dead?

Kim Jonghyun glanced at Grimore.

The Punitive Force was already halfway dead, thanks to the dispersion from the beginning, and the great enchantment consumed three thousand souls.

That's it. Kim Jong-hyun smiled.

There is a good reason why we practice this technique. There is also a reason for creating this atmosphere.

Fear has already spread sufficiently. Enough to open the door.

Now let's give it a try.

Kim Jong-hyun stretched out his hands to Grimoire. Grimore moved to where Kim Jong-hyeon's hand was.

Kim Jong-hyun clapped his hands, and Grimore opened wide and slowly handed over the bookshelf. Kim Jong-hyun uttered a spell, pouting his lips.

There must be enough fear to open the door.

You slaughtered seven villages and gathered hearts to open the door. But not enough.

The horror and the marriage of those who are worthy is truly worth more than the horror of those who have nothing and are powerless.

That's why Kim Jong-hyun did not move around this forest as a base. It was to wait for powerful and qualified people to come to subdue themselves.

It was good for Kim Jong-hyun to come here with the paladins and priests of the church.

They came to slaughter the Yanks and kill Kim Jong-hyun, who practice evil magic and magic, but their fear and cries are among the most valuable offerings for the Black Wizard.

No matter how religious you are. Even if your will and conviction are solid. If your senses are blocked and you are crushed by the teeth of a monster protruding out of the darkness, you will be terrified.

Humans are like that.Even if you have a defense substrate in your body and mind, what's inside is a fragile human spirit.

Primitive fear is one of the simple means of decaying the mind.

Monsters are not the only ones who enjoy fear. Even the beings beyond the door Kim Jong-hyun wants to summon enjoy such terror.

Good fear is essential to corrupt Humans, take souls, swallow and harass the Horsemen.

At the same time, Kim Jong-hyun was astonished and grimoire was wrapped in black light. The throbbing of the hearts in the pit began to tremble, shaking as the space shook.

After being harvested, the hearts start beating again after a long time. Dark red blood fills the pit.

The rattling sounds become one. The magic of Khaladra, the Demon King who has already vanished in Jonghyun Kim's body, slips away.

The magic that escaped like that made a big door in front of Kim Jong-hyun's eyes. The black door without decoration slowly opened as Kim Jong-hyun reached out his hand.

Five monsters walk out of the open door. Monsters that are similar to Humans but not Humans.

What Jonghyun Kim called in were the descendants of the already-extinct Demon King, Kalladra.

If Kalada originally disappeared, most of the Horses under him would have perished together, but they were the outstanding ones who survived the disappearance of Kalladra.

They were powerless and irrational with the disappearance of Kaladra, but that was enough.

“Kneel.”

Kim Jong-hyun said, unreasonable monsters slowly lowered their posture and knelt down in front of Kim Jong-hyun.

I'm not here as a Summoner of the Horses. Kim Jong-hyun, who took the magical power of Kalada, was the spirit of Kalladra in the eyes of the Horsemen who had lost their intelligence.

You use Grimoire's magic and thousands of souls to open the portal.

That was the best Kim Jong-hyeon could do. It will be hard to control if you call in a higher rank horseman. It's easy to get obedience because you have no reason.

“Painfully. Cry out for fear. Kill him afterwards. ”

Jonghyun Kim was troubled. The unreasonable horsemen nodded their heads. They turn in obedience to your orders.

Kim Jong-hyun looked at the doors that had not yet been closed without seeing the missing Horsemen.

The door is not fully opened. That means there's not enough doors to open. It doesn't matter. Summon the door and at least it's open. It's proof that this ritual has succeeded.

‘The Demon King of the North. ’

It was given to me by others, but Kim Jong-hyun liked the nickname.

He really wanted to be the Demon King.

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The horses who were sliding around in the dark were, in fact, vague enough to call themselves the Horsemen now.

The intelligence, the power that has been building for a long time. because their master, the Demon King, vanished along with them.

However, even after going through such a terrible thing and maintaining their existence, it proves that they were formerly fierce horsemen.

Of course it's a story of the past. The only thing left here is a monster who has lost most of his intellect and reason and his glorious power.

Nevertheless, they were strong enough to make the forest tremble by existence alone. Even if you lose your old placenta, the Horsemen are no match for Humans.

Instead of losing reason and intelligence, instinct was sharpened and loyal to command.

The darknesses of the forest evoked by Grimoire's magic have not been a distraction to them.

Rather, they felt comfortable in this darkness, and their senses were getting sharper and easier to navigate for prey.

One of the scattered horses finds the prey first. What he found was the High Septon and Wizard's Guild wizards who were sitting there praying.

The prayers of the synagogues were meaningless. Had there been enough time, they would have been able to rid this forest of its darkness.

Yeah, it is.

If only there was enough time.

The pity was that they didn't have time to, and now there was no one around to defend them from the cruel violence.

At least in this situation, the different gods they believed in did not protect the faithful.

The creature protruding out of the darkness stands in front of the High Septon and recalls the command given by its master, Kim Jong-hyun.

Painfully, cry out for fear. The creature obeys orders. Reached out and grabbed the High Septon's shoulder.

The High Septon flinches and lifts his head. The High Septon's face turns white upon encounter with a hideous monster.

Kwajic!

The creature's grip crushes the High Septon's shoulder.

The High Septon cried out in a loud voice. The creature flies away, throwing its hand at the High Septon.

Qadang!

The old man rolls the ground. The creature ignores him and raises another shrine.

Since he heard nothing, the High Septon could not feel the screams of the High Septon fly away.

“Huh?"

The Pantheon also screams at the face of the monster. The creature severs the temple's bridge.

One by one, the creature casts a spell as the sorcerers seize at the point of immobilization of the synagogues.

Even if the benefits of the alliance disappeared, their firepower was intimidating enough.

But monsters are agile. He slides like a deep sea language through the deep darkness and breaks through the magic.

The faces of the synagogues as they stare at the wizards becoming not so different from themselves are drenched with despair.

“God, God……. ”

Ata calls out to God in his voice, but the creature's movements do not stop.

The synagogues went mad with a dreadful despair and horror when there was no answer to the call to God.

The young priests, who had low faith, lowered their minds first and laughed madly.

The High Septon closed his eyes and practiced divine magic, but his magic did not do much damage to the darkness that covered the forest and to the beast that was once a Horseman.

The situation of the paladin commander was slightly different. At first, the paladin and the other paladins were not as helplessly torn to death as the others.

They face the monster, screaming. Swings a sword full of sacred power into a monster's body.

The creature opens its streets without being attacked by its body and skillfully runs through the darkness.

When a monster moves in an extremely limited darkness. The paladins, including the paladin commander, did not hear it. I didn't even hear my colleague scream.

Lee didn't know that other monsters in the forest had been released.

He lets Dang Ahhee walk beside him and then takes care of the horseshoes, undead, and chimeras that appear.

It's not that big of a forest, but I haven't met the other punitive force yet. The bodies were the only ones we met, and luckily, none of them were Scarlet's.

I don't think Scarlet will be defeated in vain. I hope you didn't get a spot called the Red Horse Master for nothing.

Scarlet's Combat Magic, a Red Horseman in particular, is known to be of a very high grade compared to other Horsemen.

Although he did not fully trust such rumors, Lee Sung-min desperately wanted Scarlet to survive.

Dang Ahhee seemed crazy to want to change her wet underwear, but didn't dare ask Lee Sung-hyun for it. Rather, she was having second thoughts in her mind.

‘When I meet my grandfather, I'll ask him to kill me in half. ’

It is not a lie that Dang Ahhee has contact with the existing party weapons.

Her great-grandfather had been very good to her since she was a child, and was a great person who helped her to create her own damn personality.

I told Seongmin that I would let him meet my great-grandfather, but Dang Ahhee was going to beat him up secretly by asking the party weapon. Or you can just kill him.

In that regard, Lee Sung-min and Da 'a-hee were thinking the same thing, even if they did not speak to each other.

It's because if he met Amzon, he would kill him without hesitation.

Walking around in the dark was more boring than tense. From the moment I realized that something protruding out did not pose a great threat to me, I was no different from a night walk.

That's why Lee was even more nervous. It's because I've been wandering through the woods feeling bored, but I haven't met Scarlet yet.

More corpses.

Among the fallen corpses, you see an unfamiliar face. I haven't spoken to them, and I don't find their miserable deaths very impressive.

Rather, the face of Dang Ahhee who followed me became a dead figure. It was because I had seen the bodies of many of the same members of the Independent Order.

The paladin was lucky. The paladins who followed him were brutally murdered by the magical soldiers who were with him. The paladin was still breathing.

He holds on to the side of his intestines with divine magic.

It was not unusual for him to fall at once, but he hasn't given up yet.

I tried with all my strength in my heart to chant the name of God, but God who believed in him did not answer.

The creature dodges the sword of the paladin wielding it like a whirlwind, waiting for the paladin to tire and give up.

It's because I instinctively knew it was a means to a high quality of fear.

The play was too long.

Lee Sung-min, who appeared in the darkness, thought for a moment.

Scattered corpses. A monster that looks fundamentally different from the horseshoes in the forest. The paladin looks like he's about to collapse.

Should I help him? Do you have any loyalty? Nothing. Judging from this, the paladin had no reason to suspect anything.

Of course, even though we have each other's opinions, if we count them all, there will be no innocence in the world.

In a moment, the creature changes its objective. It was because the dying paladin judged it as prey that could always be killed.

[Strange guy.]

The moment he muttered. The monster leapt over the paladin and rushed towards Lee Sung-min.