The World of Masks

Queek.

After a rewarding work, Jack opens a rough wooden door and walks out onto the street. I looked up at the black sky and motionlessly touched his chest. The sound of the heartbeat of the biceps flows through the nerves of the hand and into the brain. Nasty blood, red blood, horror and poisonous eyes.

"Ahhhh!"

My heart beat roughly just thinking about it again. In the brain, all sorts of hormones were secreted and blood flowed faster. Excitement and excitement that seems irreplaceable. Jack felt genuinely good to be alive.

'Eek. No. No.'

Jack soothes the excitement and presses down on the hood. I'm not wearing a mask right now. The mask on the inside of the hood is unnecessarily exposed, so it hurts when you find out that you are a player.

'We don't have much time. Kill as many as you can.'

Soon he will leave the city. But you'd better be prepared because it's a game you have to take on a journey with your life. That was why I was hunting humans around the houses around me.

"Before you leave, I want you to put up a whole bunch of stats. '

To do that, Jack took the day off. I can't believe you took the day off to play games. I tasted like I was following the path of the game master very well.

'Just one day.'

He recalled several times that it was only a day to rest in his mind, but he hurried to the next house with an anxious thought that this day would be two days and three days.

I just spent too much time at home. Just go in quietly, tuck in your neck, suck in your life force, and clean up the body, but the jokes and excitement that suddenly occurred were a problem. I wanted to hear sweet screams. I wanted to see my eyes mixed with murder and fear and grudge. I wanted to take on the bloodline and taunt the prey with my cunning tongue.

'Patience. Patience.'

Blessed are those who endure. The child squirms like a child with an interesting toy in front of his eyes, pressing his or her heart with his or her hands to calm down. If we weren't playing around, it would have been about three more houses. It is unproductive to do things that are fooling around, taking time on time and increasing the risk. It's enough to play around with the prey at your peril because you can't beat desire. From now on, I decided to focus only on seeing the blood thoroughly.

Jack stands at the front door of the house next door, his next target. Hold a sharp dagger to the lock and push. The lock breaks powerlessly because Jack's strength transcends the strength of an ordinary person. Jack opens the door without hesitation and enters the living room through the quiet facade. Even the moonlight was covered with thick clouds, so I couldn't see properly. Once Jack closed the front door and closed all the wooden windows that were hanging outside the window. I carefully prepared that no fire in the house would leak out, then pulled out a back from the bracelet. The small flame on his back illuminated the view of the foggy living room. Fortunately, the sub-space on the bracelet perfectly preserved the flaming back. Without it, I would have had to hunt in a blind situation.

Jack picks up a visit and opens it slowly. You are nervous about the sound of a treacherous stamp, adding power to the hand holding the sword. Fortunately, the person in the room is already asleep. If I let my eyes flash with my back over my face, I put my back away in the corner in case I woke up and walked slowly to bed. Sleeping was a woman who looked like she was in her 20s. But Jack knew that the NPCs in the game looked older than their age. I felt like it was because I suffered from hard work from childhood without any cosmetics to protect my skin. That would be the setting.

'I put in some useless settings.'

Blown out mouth. freckles covering the entire face. I couldn't say it was pretty even with a dry expression. No, if you have a fever, you'll be evaluated as ugly.

'I don't want to attack.'

Jack wasn't that hungry. Rather, it could have been that he wasn't more interested because he was doing well with Yoo Rin, the most beautiful beauty he had ever seen. I don't know if it would be fun to forcibly press down on the opposing opponent, but I didn't want to do it at all now. Jack unhesitantly shoves his dagger into the woman's forehead.

Phew.

Blood and briquettes splash and soak the bed and floor. Before even reacting, the woman was saved without even the time to scream because the human body smashed a bribe, which could be called a command. But the woman's muscles twitched and twitched whether she didn't want to accept death. The image of a woman writhing with her brains and blood in her glabella as a background for the candlelight flowing from the corner of the room was definitely similar to that of the horror movie. But Jack doesn't even flinch. Rather, I grabbed a bead from my bracelet and absorbed a woman's life force.

Woof, woof, woof.

As soon as he finished mirroring the woman, he pulled out another bracelet from the inside of the robe, looking at the woman's muscles and bones slowly shriveling inward. It was another player's bracelet at the site. Jack tucks the woman's body into the subspace of the bracelet.

'If a human corpse is found that has been drained of life, it will be a problem.'

If they do, they'll probably be in a frenzy because they found traces of the Demon King in the city. Rather, a little chattering about mass disappearance would be better. Jack walks into the other room with his back in the corner.

As I went around the house several times, my life force began to pile up. It didn't give as much vitality as ordinary people, but now the strongest stat, str, is about 2-3. Until now, all the life force taken from humans has focused only on str, but this time it was distributed in harmony. However, the int was also postponed backwards.

'I'll post it later if I need it.'

Now is the time to raise your direct combat strength. To survive.

Jack, who slaughtered his family in another house, shoved his back into the bracelet. Then I opened the window that I had closed. There is nothing we can do to keep the lights from leaking out, but if all the doors are closed in this hot weather, it will look suspicious. After turning the windows around, Jack walks toward the front door. It was time for Jack to open the door and leave.

The sixth sensation that has been focused on hunting the fortress echoes a slight alarm. Jack leans forward, then clings to the wall.

Jubbuck. Jubbuck.

You hear a slight footstep from a distance. Jack breathes. The sound of your feet grows louder and faint light shines through the window and begins to brighten. Someone is coming. Jack tucks himself against the wall and presses the hood further, just in case. I hid it in my heart so that the light would not be reflected in the blade. The footsteps slowly move away from the wall and begin to drift away. Jack sighs of relief. Then, I looked outside with my eyes wide open. I saw two men with bright backs walking far away. You tie a sword around your waist and raise a spear in your hand. Unified uniform suggests he is either a patrolman or a security guard. Once they are completely gone, Jack carefully opens the door.

I was lucky they didn't see the broken door. Jack hurriedly makes his way to the other side where the soldiers disappeared.

I found soldiers on patrol, but Jack didn't stop killing. However, I became more nervous and began to break into the house, avoiding the soldiers. In fact, I almost ran into the soldier a few more times, but each time, Jack continued his assassination boldly thanks to the resounding sixth sense.

Jack's hunt was over after the human corpse was filled with the subspace of the bracelet. You take off a robe full of blood and change it into a clean robe. And then Jack returned home, looking around to see if anyone was looking at him, and he was finally able to relax.

"Puha!"

I exhaled with a loud voice as if I were exhaling the tension that was accumulating on my body.

"This is the best feeling of tension."

I wiped off the sweat drops on my forehead that I did not know when they were formed. I put a robe on a chair nearby and headed to the bathroom. I soaked my hands after receiving the water previously airborne in the wooden basin. The blood on your hands is washed away and you start making red paint. Jack looks at the red blood swirling in the water with his luscious eyes, putting a handful of water on his face. The cold feeling of water and the faint smell of blood ran through my brain. I patted my greasy beard and washed off the blood completely with fresh water.

'Your beard has grown quite well.'

Whether a character in the game is completely independent of the physical nature of the game or not, one color and perm did not appear in the game character. Luckily for Jack, the beard was growing, regardless of the real body. Jack was raising his character's beard without cutting it because he had no advantage in hiding his face.

"Please don't be a foreigner."

I don't know how much I hate you. Seeing his reflection on the water, I made a wish.

After carefully wiping off the blood on my body, the washed water was sprayed roughly in the basement. It was awkward to throw it out because of the large amount of blood mixed water. After being roughly dealt with, I dragged the chair in the living room and sat down by the window. The sky gradually turns from black to dark blue, again to dark blue. It was dawning.

Looking at the world coming up from afar, Jack is lost in thought. The number of humans he hunted today is nearly 70. If the scene is found, the castle will turn upside down.

"Now, what do we do?"

Today I am going to take the day off, so I can spend at least 3 more days playing the game. Either we risk more hunting, or we're leaving this city. Jack's eyes go deeper.

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