Hoarding in Hell Novel

The moment the orc commander was struck by a huge shock, he did not know what had happened.

He knows all about mortar shells. One of the geeky orcs liked to use it.

Not very useful for catching enemies, but useful for destroying buildings, so he left it alone. Because sometimes it's more fun to bury them live.

So the first time he was hit by a mortar, he thought the madman had hit it on the wrong foot. But he found it odd when he made it to the second.

Is someone stealing mortar shells and handling them? But those with the brains enough to wield a mortar will know that it doesn't mean much.

"Anyone dead!"

"Kwiik, no! What an idiot!"

However, it was effective in destroying food and camps. The orcs jumped out of the tent and prepared to attack the enemy immediately.

A gunshot was heard from somewhere in the southeast. The orc captain, who was about to send the orcs there, discovered something for a moment.

As soon as they found the werewolf's corpse, a mortar attack began. Does it mean something here?

The orc captain's gaze turned to the corpse of the werewolf. The corpses that had been thrown out by the mortar shells were scattered everywhere.

Then the orc captain found the werewolf's body unnaturally stitched together. It was covered in hair and could not be seen well. There was something protruding towards the ruptured part.

shell. And something in the shape of a dart.

"Get down now..."

The orc captain's words could not be continued. He hit the werewolf's corpse with incredible precision.

In an instant, several shells hidden in the werewolf's stomach caused an explosion. A huge explosion of heat struck the orc captain.

But it was not the heat and tyranny that ended him.

Hundreds of infernal darts and rare weapons that were hidden along with shells quickly tore apart the orcs in the camp.

***

Hyunmoo cheered as he watched the rising heat wave.

"This is the taste of a fever machine. You savages!"

The camp was now a sea of ​​fire, and the orcs limped out of the camp after being hit by Hyunmoo's rare weapon bomb.

Even at this moment, the kill count continued to rise to see if there were any dying.

Yerdansk was watching him, staring at him, as if lost for words.

"Magic... is it magic?"

“Hmm, if it were magic, it would be the most expensive magic in the world.”

In fact, it should be called the world's most expensive improvised explosive device.

Most of the weapons stuffed into a werewolf's corpse as a substitute for fragments were rare-grade weapons.

They were made on the spot using crystal moss scattered around the river. There were hell darts, salt iron spikes, and even hellfire cobblestones.

The comment said it was for a slinger, but from Hyunmoo's point of view it didn't matter as long as he could fly anyway.

"It's a pity that the shells were blown up like this, but well, we'll find them soon."

If you need it, you can get it from Hyundai. It will have to go through a slightly difficult path, but if you roll the Hwiso Park, you will be able to do it somehow. If it's not that, you're going to swarm Do Won-kyung.

'If it is possible to procure parts, I think we can bring the tank by parts.'

It wouldn't make much sense though.

Hyunmoo dropped the mortar and started heading down. His chains rumbled and dragged him by the neck of Jerdansk."What are you going to do?"

"What are you doing? Now it's your turn to catch and kill the crazy ones."

To complete the quest, you still need to catch more than 10.

It was easy enough to hunt those who had already gone crazy. Yerdansk, agitated, followed after him.

***

[Quest Success!]

[The Coming Threat] quest was successful.]

[One 'Silver Box' is provided as a reward.]

[The reward is increased by correcting the level of difficulty.]

[1 'Silver Box' changes to 1 'Gold Box']

Killing all the orcs, when finished, the level was 38. Now level 40 was in front of me.

Most of all, Hyunmoo was proud to have cleared the quest without dying once.

Unfortunately, it was an easy quest, so it stopped at the gold box.

When he received the quest to stop the Fallen Empire, he was expecting a platinum box, but it seems he ended up here. Hyunmoo opened the box right away without hesitation.

[Elixir of Random Skill Enhancement (Legendary)]

'Strengthen your skills... … .'

You don't need too many different skills. Some situations were already covered by the characteristics and items the skill was acquiring to some extent.

Because of that, I was quite pleased with the ability to strengthen it.

'By the way, is it random?'

Hyunmoo had to strike a balance between reality and hell.

What was needed in Hell was combat ability, and in reality, more utility abilities were needed.

In Hell, no matter how much fighting ability was reinforced, it would not be enough, but he could not neglect reality.

'There is a limit to solving it by force alone.'

The first thing Hyunmoo wanted was a battle helper.

Although poison blood is the most useful, it is precisely because it can only be used for that.

Now that Hyunmoo's physical ability development has no other way to level up, he needed the ability to increase his overall ability like a battle helper.

'You don't know. Next time, something like a real aiming nuke might come out.'

Even the Battle Helper has an accuracy correction function, but there is no way that there is no nuclear weapon.

The next thing Hyunmoo wanted was control.

The possibilities of domination are endless, but the power varies too much depending on the atmosphere and the target.

I particularly liked the fact that it was a skill that could subdue the opponent without killing them or using violence. It was the most necessary skill in reality.

Hyunmoo fiddled with the elixir and swallowed it in one mouthful. The effect was immediate.

[Domination (Legendary) has been enhanced to Domination (Legendary/Unique).]

took control But Hyunmoo was surprised to see the new options attached to the rating.

'only?'

In terms of items, is it genuine?

Hyunmoo thought that the grade of 'genuine' meant that the object was actually used by the subject described in the commentary, and that it was the only object in this world.

Then, there was a high probability that the grade of 'unique' also had a similar value.

'Am I the only one who has the skill of domination?'

Hyunmoo first checked his abilities.

[Domination (Legendary)]

[Special Ability: The ability of the control skill is greatly strengthened. When used on a lower-level target than the user, it completely controls everything, including the physical state, until mana is depleted. When used on higher-level targets, it gives a strong hint.]

This is not a good level. With this, Hyunmoo was able to completely play life and death with low-level abilities.

He can carry out the carnage he had against monsters in the truncation dungeon against lower-level abilities.

'Even if you only work hard to raise the level, it's beneficial.'

I thought it was absurd, but it felt like nothing to be happy about.

Difficulty: Because I could see that Hell is full of people with countless monsters without these skills.

And just knowing that there is another rank above the legend felt like discovering the ceiling above the ceiling.

how high will it be How high are the stars?

The more I measured the size of the world, the smaller I felt.

“Still… it’s going up because it’s going up.”

"Boss, we've got them all."

At that time, Kirsson came up to Hyunmoo and reported. It was a report of the orc remnants who had fled.

Orcs had come here for reconnaissance.

The quest had already been completed, but if any one of them went back and reported about Hyunmoo, things could get in trouble, so Hyunmoo didn't want to miss a single one.

About ten orcs were tied down on the floor.

No matter how strong their physical strength, they are creatures with joints and nerves, and they cannot give strength when they are lying on their backs and their limbs are tied behind their backs. If it had cut off the muscles of the limbs too.

"You tried. It must have been hard, wasn't it?"

"The wolf came along and surrendered."

Hyunmoo's gaze turned to Yerdansk. Yerdansk looked at Hyunmoo with heavy eyes.

His eyes were jumbled with fear, envy, and respect. He didn't seem to know how he felt for Hyunmoo himself.

Hyunmoo put his feet on the head of one orc.

"Dude, do you know what I'm trying to do?"

“……”

"I'm trying to execute a prisoner who has surrendered and is helplessly suppressed. It's far from being a warrior. But these are the ones who surrendered after seeing you. Maybe it's because you worked hard to spare the prisoners who surrendered?"

The orcs looked at Yerdansk with terrified eyes. It was true when I saw that he didn't answer.

It was easy to guess that he would have released the prisoner when he saw what the warrior was doing. Because it's easy to show off to the opponent you originally suppressed.

But Hyunmoo had no intention of doing so. No, Hyunmoo never thought he was strong.

"one."

Hyunmoo cast Dominion and grabbed the orc's heart that lay under his feet. The moment the pulse was rapidly induced to a biologically impossible level, a dull sound resounded from within the orc's body.

Orcs were all bleeding and dying in a hole called a hole. Hyunmoo didn't even look at the orc. He was only looking at Yerdansk.

"two."

I put my feet on the head of the second orc. The orcs groaned frantically and began to shout at Yerdansk. But he was of no use. He also met the same fate."Three, four, five, six."

Then he didn't even put his feet on his head. Just walking slowly in front, the hearts of the orcs exploded to the sound of footsteps. Seven, eight, even nine were the same.

When the last one remained, the horse stopped with Hyunmoo's feet.

Orc looked at Hyunmoo's feet, which stopped in front of him, and breathed like crazy.

"Dog, I don't care what a warrior's moral is. But I know what a dog's moral is. I don't bite the owner, I just do what the master tells me."

Hyunmoo placed his feet on the orc's head and ordered towards Yerdansk.

Yerdansk was completely free, as the bindings of the oath had been completely withdrawn. It was a distance where he could attack Hyunmoo again if he made up his mind.

But Hyunmoo said with a big smile.

"bite."

Yerdansk breathed heavily in his breath.

The pride, prejudice, and belief that had been accumulated for a long time in his eyes fluctuated and shook. His heart was half that he wanted to run away, and half wanted to obey Hyunmoo's orders.

But Hyunmoo raised his finger in front of such Yerdansk, and spoke in a stronger tone once more.

"bite!"

The moment his fingers point down, Yerdansk rushed towards the warak orc. Unlike the other orcs, the last orc died with a horrendous scream.

wack, wack.

The sound of bones breaking was also the sound of shattering faith as a warrior.

Hyunmoo delightfully enjoyed the sound.

Yerdansk is a young wolf. Had he been a little older, Hyunmoo would have given up and either kept tied up in the bondage of the oath or killed. Being young means you haven't built up enough prejudices yet.

"That's right, it's good. Of course, the owner doesn't throw the dog away. That's not the owner, I guess. Hmm. Yeah. Let's call it bipedal meat."

To a dog, the owner is a world.

Now that this Lycan rope abandoned his world and came to him, Hyunmoo was willing to create a new world for him.

To a world of your own, with different values, morals, and ideas.

After a while, Yerdansk, who had completely disassembled the orcs, found something in the intestines scattered everywhere.

He then turned into a humanoid, biting it in his mouth, crawling on all fours and dropping it in front of Hyunmoo.

It was the heart of an orc.

"...what do you mean by this?"

"Dedicated to the boss."

Is it a sign of obedience, or is it that the first food after hunting is given to the boss? Hyunmoo looked around with a puzzled expression.

Kirsson looked at him with interest.

Others might even taste the heart of an orc. Hyunmoo also ate more. But he had no intention of eating sanely.

"Thank you. But, isn't it a common sign of obedience like having your belly exposed and stroking it or something like that?"

At Hyunmoo's words, Yerdansk's self-esteem was greatly offended. Even a wolf who has decided to obey seems to hurt his pride.

The younger you are, the stronger your self-esteem. Hyunmoo also comes to think of it, he didn't really want to stroking a little boy's belly.

"No, that's it. Hand."

Hyunmoo gave up and held out his hand.

Yerdansk, with a happy expression on his face, grabbed his heart and laid it on his back.

… … It didn't taste good enough to eat sanely.

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