Survival Story Of A Sword King In A Fantasy World

When the excitement of the three Earthlings who killed the Hunters sank, they went into retreat.

Latnine does not disappear like a foreigner.

However, he did not suffer from the disposal of the corpse like a serial killer on Earth.

It's a magical world.

“You can hide it and then leave the city. ”

Putting Hunters' corpses in his backpack, Maxwell laughs.

The corpses of four men go into a small backpack.

It's fine to hide a corpse without being seen in a storage backpack.

Of course, only lifeless equipments of the space storage family can be placed.

Biology is impossible.

In other words, a man could not put, but a man's head, a man's arm, a man's torso, and a man's leg.

After finishing the bloodstain with magic, Grace looks back at her colleagues.

“I'm hungry. Let's eat. ”

“No, it's too old to eat properly. ”

Ruslan knocked in his pocket, agreeing.

The sound of gold coins roaring beautifully resounded.

“You got a lot of money because of the damn brains, now, huh? ”

To find the incarnation of Kibriel, Garhan gave enough support to the Gentiles.

The costly portable Golem Steed was supplied daily for quick movement, provided a high level of horse-drawn equipment such as sufficient armour and storage space and a backpack, and even heavily guarded.

I would say that the quality of life has greatly improved compared to the miserable days when I was drifting around the actarun with a rusty knife.

“There's no reason to be grateful. ”

“It's the money we made from the magic stone that we gave to the Canadians anyway. ”

Having solved a long-standing hunger killing desire, it was time to solve another one.

Where money and people gather in bed, all kinds of dark desires boil down.

Three Earthlings headed for Serhizran's Enjoyment.

I made expensive drinks and dishes, drunken whores and entrusted myself to pleasure.

It would be a pretty offensive space for a woman, Grace, but she looked completely irrelevant.

“This happened in Actarun, anyway. ”

I unraveled my trapped lust while enjoying the jungle.

And I fell asleep as I was.

The next day.

The Earthlings once again killed a group of hunters.

Then I went back and forth and unraveled.

The next day was the same.

Appetite and libido, the pleasure of killing indigenous peoples.

It was something everyone couldn't get from Actarun.

I couldn't get out.

I didn't even feel why I was getting out.

That was the third day.

As usual, Ruslan sighs as he kills the hunters and returns to the palace of his home, Enjoyment.

“Is it really okay to play like this? I have to find the goddess...

I'm worried.

For the Earthlings of Actarun, the brain is certainly the object of hatred, but at the same time it is also the object of overwhelming fear.

The other two earthlings were also blemished momentarily.

But within days Maxwell turned his nose fart.

“There's no way to find it? No, on this vast continent of Latna, what would happen if a goddess appeared before our eyes? ”

“Yes, I'd rather jackpot at the casino...

I agreed and Grace was opening her mouth.

Suddenly her eyes grew.

“Oh." Oh? ”

A group of hunters was passing by before their eyes.

She was a handsome red-haired man, a silver-haired girl who was cute enough to pinch her, and a muscular warrior of enormous size and a tall black-haired beauty.

The Earthlings of the Three are no different from the numerous Hunters of Serhizran.

So they just passed by the Earthlings indifferently.

But the Earthlings couldn't just pass by.

Ruslan rubs his eyes.

“Wait, what am I looking at wrong? ”

Maxwell was stubborn.

“... I think it looks the same in my eyes. ”

A team of four hybrid hunters just passed them.

The state of black-footed beauty among the dogs was clearly emerging in the eyes of the three Earthlings.

Race: Goddess. lv. Unknown

Grace shed a frenzied voice.

“…… did the jackpot really explode, us? ”

*

After returning to the listing, Ryuhanbin identified Artis and Epir as a guideline.

"Race: Humans. Wizard lv. 67j

Race Human. Horse Inspection lv. 68j

“I'll reach my target in about three more days. ”

Two people sighed in Hanbin's words.

“You didn't just level up...”

“It's not digestible at all, this. ”

I've been in the Ice Flame Forest for days.

Thanks to the merging of monsters up to Kivier, Artis and Epir have leveled up at a remarkable pace.

But that was all.

I just put a huge amount of regularity in the irreversible core, so it's level up numerically, but there's very little change in actual skills.

Before digesting this routine and making it your own, the two are still just level 60 wizards and magicians opposite.

But Kibi insisted on his original plan.

“It's not enough for both of them to burst their cores. Just fill it in regularly and digest it on the way to Cercaltan. ”

Hanshibabeep seems to want to find Baotolt the Sword King.

Although, what she was trying to find was not from Vaotoltzi Ryuhanbin's group.

“By the way. ”

Hanbin wondered.

“If the goal was to find the Sword King, why didn't you come to us and just go straight to Cercaltan? ”

Kibi is not an ordinary human being.

It's not just measurements. It's more than 80 users.

“It wouldn't have been so hard to find the Swordsman on your own? ”

She shakes her head.

“I didn't think about it then.

I couldn't find Baotolt, so I just thought I should find my next helper. ”

So I chose Hanbin's group.

The measuring stone doesn't even show the level and occupation of the race.

The only person who can see that she is a goddess is the one who has the guidelines.

But the ordinary alien is hostile to the goddess.

So it had to be out of Omphalos' restraint.

That way you'll have a motive to help her.

“In fact, Artis and Epir were just next to each other, and all I picked was Ryuhanbin. ”

Consequently, it was a good thing.

“No matter where the great maze is, no matter how incarnate the nation is, you cannot go in alone. I need a reliable colleague. ”

So Kivier grabbed Epir and asked him to be a trusted companion.

It was to go back to his room.

“Let's go to bed early today, Epir. We have to go to the dungeon again early tomorrow morning! ”

A silver-haired girl cries with her abandoned face.

“Yes, Sister Kivier. Tomorrow, too, we're going to have a regular reversal. Yes, *

*

?

Found the target, the incarnation of darkness.

As usual, we would have to attack the goddess immediately after the discovery.

Because that was an order from the brain.

But once the three Earthlings were out of place,

There were too many eyes around.

And…….

“The guy next to you, it was definitely level 5, right? ”

In response to Ruslan's question, Maxwell and Grace nodded.

“The same goes for my guidelines. ”

“Neither do I. ”

In fact, they did not find it from the Goddess of Darkness.

I looked first at the examination of the giant sphere standing next to me.

He looks like a one-finger man, so I turned on the guidelines....

Race Human. Inspection lv. 5

No matter how much it is, most citizens are only Level 1 or 2.

So it's not unusual for a level 5 to pass the distance.

But the district attorney was clearly wearing Hunter's outfit.

I wanted to find out who was carrying the bluff, and I stumbled upon the goddess of darkness.

An alien does not possess level control.

So if they were normal, they would just be scammers, so they would move on.

But what if there's an unknown being standing right next to you?

Then the story is different.

“You really don't have Level 5 days, do you? ”

“Is that possible? I thought the warriors who were dizzy would go. ”

“By about 30, I would have done that, but it's 5..... too much camouflage. ”

The Earthlings were convinced.

That beggar's inspector is disguising the level with the power of a goddess.

“I don't know what's in it for deceiving an alternate level. ”

“But the incarnation of a goddess is basically human? ”

“The incarnation ability is unique. Is it just a non-combat ability to gather information everywhere? ”

The three of them continued to walk the streets at night while having a conversation.

It was the way to the home where the goddess' group was staying.

Grace sneaked a tracking spell when she passed by earlier.

The Guideline's tracking skills are uncomfortable, but you can track your opponent much more comfortably if you are a proper senior advisor.

Three earthlings stood before an inn full of darkness.

The night was deep.

All sides were quiet.

Time when the City Guards of Serhizran and the Hunters would all fall asleep.

“If it were now, you'd be able to move with confidence. ”

I pulled up Maxwell Imana looking at the 2nd floor of the inn.

“Then we begin. ”

Ryuhanbin opened his eyes.

I was completely exhausted.

Suddenly, a strange sensation touched the whole body and passed.

It was like a sharp energy stabbed with a needle.

My body moved ahead of me.

Immediately, Hanbin grabbed the Great Sword and blew his body.

“Artis!”

I pulled out the man who was sleeping next to me and ran out of the house.

At the same time, an explosion occurred.

Quabang!

The fire soared and the entire second floor was smashed and debris splashed everywhere.

The artist who just woke up in his sleep was frightened and asked.

“W-what's going on? ”

“All the ambushes! ”

Hanbin headed straight for the corridor.

This explosion wasn't aimed at them alone.

The next room where Kivier and Epir were sleeping was also within the range of destruction.

I saw a black-haired beauty and a silver-haired girl.

Fortunately, they also seemed to have detected an ambush in time.

Kivier urgently asked.

“Are you all right? ”

The Artis nods and raises his head.

“Yes. But I don't know who the attack is. ”

Incarnation of the goddess to the alien dragon, further murder of the royal family to Wyvern.

Somehow, the number of people who will not be able to reveal their identity is even.

There are too many straw corners.

“Anyway, I was attacked...

Lee Hanbin smiled coldly, pulling out his life.

The virtue is that if you are a Baltara warrior, if you are attacked, you can start to fight back and forth!

“Let's ask Joe first and then later! ”

With a roar, Hanbin blows his body beyond the broken inn.

“Khhhh!”