SSS-Class Suicide Hunter

3.

The 38th stage.

It was a place where play broke alone before returning.

I wasn't a strike team back then. He was a damn hunter who couldn't make it to the ranks, let alone the strike team.

‘Exactly how it was targeted. ’

I found out a long time later that I had to report an interview article.

It's fucking easy.

The tactics revealed in the interview were simple.

- Just don't do anything.

Untouched.

- The boss out there isn't the one who made you wake up. Hey, why, you know that invincible monster in the tutorial when you play the game? You don't get caught wearing an Etta or a skirt. What, like the Demon King on the 13th floor or the Librarian on the 21st floor?

He was like a constellation of [boss monsters for forced defeat] to the elite, and the elves he led were no different from [NPCs in the game].

The boss on the 38th floor is just like the rest of them.

Therefore, the conclusion of play was simple.

- You don't have to do anything.

bystander.

Ignore.

- That Boss Monster... is that Qi Qi from the sea? Anyway, he's not exactly an obstacle to stage clears. He's a fertilizer that filters kids that go from 38th floor to 39th floor.

That's how Hunter Salt, ranked # 1 in the floating mood, behaved.

There was no hunter to stop the salt.

Now that I think about it, it wasn't just the salt alone.

He was the only evil one, so he came up with an idea that wasn't human, and I couldn't say that anymore.

A lot of dead PCs. What are we gonna do?

The residents of the tower are regarded as‘ NPCs’ and the constellations as‘ bosses’.

Denying all the contexts of the living, living, living people, and setting all the stages as tactical spaces.

Consider the tower a dungeon.

- It's important that we go up the tower.

It was not only a salt, but also a forge that remained with me for a long time, whether it was shared by everyone who had climbed the tower at that time, not then, but since returning.

‘And that's the next stage... with the worst results on the 39th floor. ’

I shook my head.

After the recollection, Anastasia's voice echoes as she looks back to reality.

“What, this quest!? ”

Anastasia has a powerful temper.

“Screening!? Kids who haven't learned their lesson will kill for free. Too much hubris!? ”

“I see. Shouldn't we at least give them room to contribute? ”

The Earl could not hide his embarrassment.

“Hmph! This one's gone. ”

Bamboolina smiles slightly and touches her chin.

“The paladin says that the maker can't destroy the world he created, but the owner of the mansion does the garden to make himself look good. And a God with a personality is like the owner of a mansion. ”

The paladin castles a heavy silence.

I laughed bitterly at the appearance of such colleagues.

‘Not bad. What's happening now.’

I was satisfied.

‘Compared to before I came back… no. To be honest, the conditions have improved so much that it is difficult to compare. ’

No one thought like [Dog Honey, since this quest will be cleared if you do nothing.]

‘Everyone considers the residents of the tower to be people like themselves. ’

When you see a person as a person, you naturally take the appropriate attitude.

When those who do not use error think of it as discardment, the same attitude can no longer be considered.

‘Even if you take that attitude after much thought, you will always take the position of [leader] rather than [game player]. ’

After that, the weight of the decisions they make cannot be the same.

It cannot be the same.

“… Gong-ja Kim. ”

Anastasia shouts.

As the leader of the tower, she turned to me.

“You have an idea... right? ”

It was a question with many meanings weighing each of them.

I nodded.

“Yes, of course. ”

I looked at the hologram.

There were seven factions, including the Designated Nation, and they were already headed for the Council of Peace. The Sanwaites climb the sloping wall, the nobles wander in an enormous procession, and the bloodsuckers spread their wings and hang on the pillars of Parliament.

“I planted a seed there a long time ago, and I've left a farmer to take care of it. ”

4.

The building of the peace council was not shrewd.

Rather, it was ugly.

He dug down a circular staircase and made a basin, and the chairman sat at the bottom in the middle of the basin. The floor is made of solid dirt, just like the stairs. The props used in the bloodstream are all over the place.

I can hardly think of this place as [the pinnacle of power over the continent].

- I heard a dog bark. Lime.

In the middle of the circular basin lie the Sanwa.

- I don't know if you heard. Rymu.

629 Chairman Seisms.

The warrior who blew up the dragon's head on the last stage.

A warrior suddenly becomes an old man. The shell creases and the tentacle's tangle fades away. The dismembered tentacles do not grow, so the only tentacles left are twisted and twisted.

- Whoever makes an error will live, and whoever doesn't... I think some cowardly guy was teasing me with his vocal chords. I backtracked him down, but he was a bigger asshole than me.

Only one tentacle of Seismic water scraped my skin off.

The mountain hulls were covered with gorgeous blue symbols.

Maybe it's a Goblin tattoo habit...... The effect of my [Primitive Fashionista] on the first stage is being told so far. As time passed, the pattern became complex, but something there that wasn't corroded by time, I became a little clumsy.

- What do you think?

- Ogre, we tried backwards, but we failed!

- I felt something much bigger, much bigger than us.

The chairman of the Sanwa tribe replied politely to the question. It was a wise posture.It was because they laughed at the chairman because they thought there was only one tentacle left, but there were only 11 warriors left with one leg just like the chairman.

- It was too powerful for any creature.

Nature's will, the violence of the world.

- No, what are you talking about? So we're just gonna let all the kids who can't write their own damn orders die? Yes, sir?

- This is why we don't talk to fairies. Anything leads to a conclusion. All I'm saying is, the son of a bitch who sent us a message is a freakin 'monster.

- That means surrender!

- Quite the contrary.

- We, [Meeting to Handle the Voice Case in Mind], demand that we establish a fact-finding panel to thoroughly identify the possibility of a conspiracy involved in this case….

In the Vatican City Council, there was a turbulence.

Semislam has been chaired for decades. The appearance of the parliament, which was the absolute majority of the designators, changed a lot. As a multifaction, Congress was able to cope with various situations, but dozens of opinions were equally straightforward.

More kids making weird noises like the last one.

It was just then.

- Quiet, everyone, we just got word!

The Hauptbahnhof Council was in chaos.

Sitting in the middle of that, the representative of the sleeping vampire who had not known the world, was a voice that opened his eyes and worked.

- Close your eyes and take a nap! From now on, I'm going to send you a video using the dream notice!

The Republicans looked at each other. Before long, they fall asleep, leaning on one or two chairs.

Sleeping in Congress was often just a job, but in this case it was a job well done.

In the dream, the representative of the hematopoietic was given the [dream notice]. It was the power gained by combining it with the Mongols. As a result of many constraints, I was not able to lure people out of my dreams like the Mongols of their primeval years, but I was able to send a single video, and now it was enough.

- Oh, my God.

- What kind of monster is that?

Thus, advanced information obtained by the Vampire Intelligence Force spread its wings in a frenzy was passed on to the members of the Council of Huawei.

A parasite that lives in the deep sea. A day before the location and identity of the giant turtle was revealed.

- It's huge!

- Shit, is that a continent or a turtle? You can go up and live.

- No matter how hard I put my knife in, I won't put a gas in it!

- And what's with the order? No, I think my whole body is made of errors!

One, two, the senators who woke up began to make trouble again.

- Order.

Boom! Boom!

The strongest man of this age struck the floor with tentacles to stop the commotion.

- First things first.

The commotion subsides.

Says Samslam.

- The mysterious monster, the turtle, called himself the [Deep Sea Dragon]. It's probably someone with a special name like the gods we served, so we should seek advice from those who have communicated directly with them.

The parliament was agitated by what Seismic said.

- Gods.

Are you referring to the same thing as [Great Puppy], Chairman Seismic? But Rymu, the Legendary Beast's blood is cut...

Even when I lost the sanctuary, only the descendants of the Great Puppy fled with them!

- Even if it wasn't chocolate from the New World, Lime... We, [The Great Puppy Remembrance Society] strongly advise the Council to set up a fact-finding investigation into the plot to poison the Legendary….

- Order!

Boom! Boom!

The Seismic hits the floor again.

- [Great Puppy], [White Lion], [Serpent God], etc., there was a time when the gods were with us. Lime. And then there were Gorke, who was communicating directly with them.

Salem looked around the crowd.

In his eyes, he was young beyond the prejudice and disbelief of his own kind.

- And the second prophet after Gorge is still alive, sitting alone on the toughest snow mountain on the continent, blindfolding himself and waiting for his homeowner to call again?

Yes, it is.

Just as the viper has decided to stay on stage and be patient all the time, Ubrica remains in her hometown.

‘Even if I disappear on my way to my father, I get in trouble on the way. ’

’Moreover, even though I am a father, I have to watch my child's independence, I am the firstborn son of my father, and in other words, the eldest brother of the designated tribe. He's my brother.He meddles whenever he doesn't like it, whether he's independent or not. Ugor.’

‘So go, Abby. ’

‘I'll wait like I used to. ’

However, I hope to reunite a little sooner than then.

That was the story Ubrica and I were talking about when we broke up.

‘Trustworthy prick. ’

Thinking about my son so well, the peace council decided to formally invite Ubrica. Some complained that they did not want to be interfering with their ancestors, but they were willing to go ahead and did not come up with a proper action plan.

The will that can't be proven is nothing more than a hit. Seismic smashes them all with one tentacle left, then shouts.

- Call Ubrica, the 212th chairman of the council!

The summoning ritual has been performed.

Ubrica must have told her descendants to perform a special ritual if they ever needed it.

The amount of error gathered twelve warriors in particular, and twelve of them shot the error in a straight line toward the sky with all their spiritual strength.

Whoo-hoo!

A ray of blue, yellow, apricot light mixed with twelve colors pierced the cloud. The rays pierced by the error were clear enough to be seen on the other side of the continent. Without any lethal force, the error shot only by the Beacon of Light faded slowly after only six seconds.

- Huff, huff...

- This shit, Wuger, I can't do it again...

The warriors are exhausted and settle on the ground.

- Is this really how your ancestors came to be?

- I don't know, Wuger. Maybe it's the first time we've ever used it.

- I don't think he'll be here soon....

And how much time has passed.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes…… exactly 200 seconds were about to pass.

- Ogre?

At that time, the designers who were looking up at the sky tilted their heads.

- Something like a meteor...

At that moment.

Something shook in the middle of the peace council.

Kuaang!

The peace council has been overturned.

- Yuck!

- Lime!

A wave of dust swept through all sides. Those with antennae confronted the wind pressure while shaking their gills, those with horns, those with wings, and those with branches.

Soon after the dust settled, there was a huge human being in the pit of impact.

[Here comes the muscle pig dreaming of a family.]

Ubrica.

Literally a living legend appeared.

- Ooger, I thought you were gonna start singing.

Ubrica did not ask why the senators summoned her.

However, it was clear what was happening in this world.

- Ubrica!

Seismic shouts.

- We seek wisdom from you, a senior chairman! Do you have any advice for us on the fear of those turtles?

- Hmm.

Ubrica smiles.

- They call him the turtle cub, and he figured out who the monster is. Ugh. You guys are really fast.

- I appreciate the compliment, but is there a relationship?

My advice is very simple.

Ubrica crosses her arms.

- If you know what it is, you know, it's a giant comeback mass. It is the crystal of pure error itself.

Ubuka, a celestial unarmed man, took a breath with his diaphragm crossed.

It was a fundamental error technique.

- And, Hugger. So...

The white air rushes in through his nose, sweeping through his whole body and out.

- Why don't you just, like, suck his dick?

The Senate members of Hwaseong nodded their heads.

- Suck it...?

- What are you talking about?

Ubrica stood up, smiling.

- You don't understand.

- I'm sorry?

Every turtle the size of that mountain is made up of pure error. To expect you to pile up so much. Ugor, that giant body is no different than the [elixir] that says, "Be gone for a thousand years!"

Then the senators stopped.

The congressmen who understood the meaning of Ubrica opened their eyes or stuttered, and immediately began to murmur.

Among them, Ubrica hits the crystal.

- Gather the men, all those who can use error, all those who have not set foot on it. Gather tens, hundreds, thousands, tens, tens and millions of people. Ugor. This is not a crisis. This is our chance! Even those who have been praying in the sewers so far will rise to the top in a heartbeat, like a dog that will never come again!

-......!

Collective error performance.

No, Ubrica suggested the right thing to do, rather than naming it "Sexual Greeting."

- Gather everyone together and get the turtles on their backs to play the choreography!

Congressmen are talking.

The colleagues who were watching the children as holograms opened their mouths.

And I smiled.

‘I knew I had a good son. ’

They hit the 38th floor stage by doing nothing.

My scheme, which commanded me to walk a different path from the salt, is in a way similar to that.

‘Now you're sucking on people's honey, even if you leave them alone. Bravo!'

Untouched.

But if I had let hundreds of millions of children die by doing nothing, I would have a very different outcome by doing nothing.

Beyond the hologram, my son was crying out for that [other result].

With an evil smile on your face.

- Suck that turtle like it's soup and let's all be first-class assholes!