SSS-Class Suicide Hunter
40 Coins. Hidden Stage. (1)
1.
It's not old.
I was always young during the season.
- Estelle.
It became beautiful every day, with the fragrance of freshly picked apples on its fingertips. The grape's scent was thick on the back of the foot. Every time it walked, people were dazzled as if they were drunk from wine. Hair is a golden field of ripe wheat, so the village is drawn to autumn when blown by the wind.
- Estelle, patron saint on the defensive.
At some point, people said that.
- Holy lady.
A poor woman came to me with a sick baby. He said he was chasing rumors from afar and chasing them again.
- Please, he's sick. Bless this poor thing.
- Do you know the rules?
- Yeah, yeah. I know · · ·!
Estelle nods.
- Leave him here. Come at dawn tomorrow.
Anak grabs his head and leaves.
After the mother left, there was a little child left. Old yet soft reinforcement. She picked only the softest of all she had, tilted it out, and wrapped it around her child. The old piece of advice soaked in milk, and Esdell briefly dug the tip of his nose.
Smells good.
Humans are desperate for love.
- Cow?
The child reaches out and touches Estelle's hair.
Estelle smiles. Surrounded by rags, life was glorious. Edel thought that the winter miracle for him was happiness in the world.
- It's okay.
Estelle's shadow twitches.
- It won't hurt any more.
- Cock.
A shadow's jaw blazes.
- Poor thing.
Estelle quietly swallowed the newborn.
The child's death was mild. I didn't struggle. I just sank into the shadows helplessly.
When the flesh and bones of the newborn melted, Estelle's memory flowed. It was a memory that hung on her flesh and bones. The pain of birth, the swelling of the throat, the smile of a mother · · ·.
- Yes, I am.
A memory as short as a life. After a brief glimpse of life, Estelle gestures at her shadow. The shadow boils.
- A little longer.
At that moment, the shadow slumps into the baby's appearance. The black shade became pale. The flesh shifts small and twisty. Smiling like a little beast.
- Aah!
Estelle smiles.
- Poor thing.
The mother came as soon as dawn came the next day. Was it an all-nighter? The mother's complexion was overwhelming. Estelle, standing by the door and waiting for dawn, handed the baby surrounded by reinforcement to her mother.
- She should be fine now.
- Ahh.
- He won't even get sick. As you have loved me so far, please continue to cherish me.
Her face is torn off.
- Thank you · · ·.
Rumors began to spread on the fringes of the continent.
- Holy lady.
Rumors of the outskirts ate up a small country.
- Thank you, Holy Mother.
The small countries on the side were the first to go.
- Estelle.
A great nation that encompassed small countries was then engulfed.
- Saint Estelle.
Another small country, which had grown into a great nation, was in a commotion. The continent was vast. Humans as unhappy as its vastness were abundant everywhere.
A man possessed by a terrible disease whose flesh rots.
A man groaning with his legs groaning.
A cripple from birth.
The blind one.
- Holy Mother of Salvation!
The distant eyes, the mutilated arms, the crippled legs, and the rotting flesh were increasingly gathering with Estelle. Each time, Esdel's shadow grows slightly larger.
- He who will save us!
The wider Esdel's shadow, the less human power there is. In a village abandoned by the people, the officials could not rule, and the king could not reign in a city where the people had fled.
- The salvation of all sick!
Estelle.
The kings realized that it was a plague of a new name.
And the kings knew it well.
What is the only thing you need to get rid of the disease?
- Burn it!
Fire.
- Burn the witch's nest!
Estelle hears screams.
The fire was burning people.
No, I don't.
It wasn't like that.
- Show no mercy. They're all cursed monsters! Don't miss a single one!
A man was burning a man.
2.
- People who don't see people as people.
It resembles moaning.
It was more like screaming.
The groaning becomes a shadow, and the screaming becomes a blade.
- Swallow by your malice!
The Demon King swings his sword.
You're shaking like a black groan.
“Kim Gong-ja!”
The witch screams.
“It's okay!”
I was facing the Demon King. Yippee! The air rushes into turbulence. The Demon King's sword seemed to be vomiting red rays immediately.
"Right?"
I focused the error on the soles of my feet.
Or is it the left? ’
Chance of one-half.
The Demon King's Blade screams.
A sword that is redder than blood and hotter than fire struck me.
[You're dead.]
[Returns to 24 hours ago.]
‘On the left.’
Die.
When I die, I go back 24 hours before.
[6 days 23 hours 53 minutes 27 seconds until the White Summon can be used again.]
The skill description of the 'Regent's Leaf Clock' indicates that the user maintains a 'memory and stats’.
Skills also belonged to the stats maintained.
[You're dead.]
[5 days 23 hours 51 minutes 42 seconds until White Summon is available again.]
And as you can see from the betrayal of the sword sharing the memory of regression with me, the skill was passed on as it was at the time of death.
Ability, power. Causality. Memory.
Cooldown, of course.
[You're dead.]
It's been a long day.
[4 Days 23 Hours 49 Minutes 33 Seconds until White Summon is available again.]
Target the 11th floor.
Nobody dies.
Go up to the 12th floor and meet the Demon King with a knife.
The Witch of the Black Dragon helps me.
The Furious Demon King summons the White Owl.
I will fight to the Demon King and die.
[You're dead.]
[3 days 23 hours 47 minutes 15 seconds until the White Summon can be used again.]
Die.
[You're dead.]
[2 days 23 hours 45 minutes 28 seconds · · until White Summon can be used again.]
Die.
[You're dead.]
[23 hours 43 minutes 13 seconds · · a day until White Summon can be used again.]
It's been a long day.
[You're dead.]
[23 hours 41 minutes 53 seconds · · until White Summon can be used again.]
And...
The day will come again.
[The White Summon is now available again.]
Every seven sword wars.
I was able to fight a single battle.
“---Gong-ju Kim!”
The witch screams.
I nodded.
“I'm fine.”
In this life, I ran to the right without looking at the rays.
Uahhhhhh!
The red light pierces a void. Dozens of skeletons scream in rays. But ten times more Goblins and Orcs burned.
- You!
The Demon King's voice crumples in fury.
Do you have the eyes of prophecy?
“Something like that.”
Except that the cost of the prophecy is my week.
- Tough.
The messenger kicks his tongue.
- He's a real piece of shit.
The messenger constantly demonstrated to me where to swing the sword and how to move the foot.
- But it's totally hypnotic. Hey, zombie! Test if you can summon duplicates later. We're gonna go somewhere cool, and then we're gonna call it back a week later.
I frowned.
Let's talk later! Come on! "
- I think the summons in front will be canceled and the summons in back will be acknowledged, just in case, you know, a miracle comer time of 4,000 to 8,000 and 8,000 to 8,000. Kyaah! Now you're going from zombie to zombie king! Kim Gong-ju, the Zombie King!
"Oh, shut up! I can't concentrate because I'm so distracted. ’
[You're dead.]
[Returns to 24 hours ago.]
Shit!
- Your body dies, you die, you fix it a thousand times. Zombies are skeletons. It's pathetic to be a zombie. Can you go?
He died because of you! I have to do it again in a week! ’
- Because you're weak. It's not my fault. Either way.
The messenger smiles.
"I swear to God, I will rip you to shreds no matter what!" ’
I'm already dead. How are you going to tame a dead ghost? Whew. We're on zombie meds, Peek-a-boo.
‘Holy shit · · · ·. ’
- Catch the Demon King as fast as you can. I broke through the 20th floor by myself, even though I didn't have your skills. Oh, pathetic. Kim Zombie.
Damn it!
He said this, but we chased the Demon King down hard.
Skeleton captures the Demon King's army. Monsters approaching us slaughtered the sword. I prophesied the Demon King's attack, dying for a week, and the Witch took it to her heart.
“Black Dragon Juice! Next on the right! ”
“Got it!"
The witch scattered the silent error. The mirrors reflect the error. Each time reflected in the mirror, once, twice, three, four times, the error was doubled. Shhhhh! A sudden burst of stir-fried silence broke the Demon King's waist.
- Rrrrgh!
In the middle of a frozen world. The Demon King's screams rip the sky apart.
“Mwahaha! Here's a good shot, ma'am! ”
I smile. I wield my sword with a smile.
“Who says she's your wife? I'm not married yet! ”
“You didn't get married until you were that age! ”
“Not yet, not yet, young man! ”
“Aye. You must be young with the Elixir of Fire! I know everything."
“Hold on to the Demon King for a second. ”
I crossed a lot of lines.
Sometimes the red rays caught the witch's attention. The sword was swept away. One second. One more second. We risked our lives and fought desperately. Since the Demon King's blow was fatal, even one second of carelessness was fatal.
[You're dead.]
But it doesn't matter.
[Returns to 24 hours ago.]
My desperation is stronger than that of the Demon King.
- Son of a bitch.
Twelve times.
- How dare you hold a grudge against me!
The witch's error pierced the Demon King twelve times. Then the Demon King became a little slow. The black ingots tingle in the area where the attack took place.
Huh?
It's the mood.
For a moment, the skin of flesh seemed to shine briefly, rather than · · · black, before the old water boiled. It was only a moment ago. When I turned my eyes to check again, the Demon King's body was already covered with mouthwaters.
- Ugh!
The Demon King has drawn his sword.
I could feel it staring at us, even though there was no expression on my face.
[The Fall Rain Demon King has decided to retreat.]
What? I'm sorry.
[Fall Rain Demon King Retreats to 13th Floor!]
That's Gaenor!
I have a fever from my heart to my head.
“Wait! I've got it all! Where's the running boss?!" ”
I will be back!
“Look at you!? ”
I swing my sword. But before that, the Demon King's body collapsed. As though an invisible drainpipe were formed through a hole in the ground, a black sewer rapidly flows.
“Hey! You black Shake! ”
Not only the Demon King, but the monsters born in the Demon King's shadow collapse while vomiting bubbles. Glug glug! Looks like the water's coming down the toilet. The monsters become dark turbulence and disappear down the hole in the ground.
“Wow."
Only witches, swords, and thousands of skeletal branches were left in the field.
“What the heck. ”
It was when I was stunned that so many of my deaths turned into dog deaths in a single moment.
[The tower recognizes your choice.]
I heard a voice in my head.
[Complete Hidden Quests.]
[Twelfth Floor Quests will be revised!]
“· · Huh? ”
That too in a row.
[13 Floor Quest will be revised!]
[14 Floor Quest will be revised!]
[15th Floor Quests will be revised!]
[16th Floor Quests will be revised!]
[17th Floor Quest will be revised!]
[The 18th Floor Quest will be revised!]
[The 19th Floor Quest will be revised!]
I was speechless when I first experienced it.
Could the quest have been revised?
“ · · · · · ·. ”
When I opened my mouth, I remembered the letters in front of my eyes.
Text for me.
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[World's Endless Warriors]
Difficulty: Unknown
Mission Objective: You have made a decision. I will not tolerate a single victim.
Define what you don't want in return for the one you saved. Dedication is not something you want to be recognized for. A man who devotes himself to justice is a warrior.
Warrior!
The Empire will not know your justice. You won't realize your commitment. But justice remains justice, and commitment remains commitment. Will you continue to choose to be a warrior in a frozen world?
The Demon King fled wounded. We haven't gone far yet. If you wish, you can go after the Demon King all you want.
Now all you have to do is choose.
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Quests just for me.
“ · · · · · ·. ”
The voice rang.
[Do you want to accept the quest?]
My heart was beating.
There was no need to hesitate.
“Yes.”
My voice responded to me.
[Hidden Quest is live!]
[Quest name, warrior of the world stopped.]
[Good luck to you.]
White surrounded me.