Hoarding in Hell Novel

At the same time as the message saying that he had leveled up, Hyunmoo finally reached level 50.

And as if ready, he mastered the ultimate skill.

Hyunmoo felt her unknown power seep into her own body.

Hyunmoo put the limp Lenian down on the floor. She wiped the blood from her mouth, trying to see what had changed.

Nothing had changed.

It's just that Lenian is no longer with him.

But Hyunmoo didn't feel particularly sad or angry.

Why?

Are you already feeling worn out and unable to feel anything? Or is it simply because he has no eyes to cry?

If not... … .

The iron-blooded centurion took a step towards Hyunmoo. The size of his hammer alone was twice as tall as Hyunmoo.

It seemed that he would not even be left with bone dust just by scorching him in the gushing heat. If his skin had remained, it would have been pretty hot.

"If we had to decide who the ultimate winner was..."

Hyunmoo stretched out his bare bones.

"Isn't death too short a time to be called the 'final'?"

And the end has come.

***

The first thing that started to change was Hyunmoo's spine.

Black smoke emanated from his spine, scratched and cracked here and there.

The smoke wrapped around Hyunmoo's fleshless body in an instant. Suddenly, black smoke came out of Hyunmoo's body.

As if scorched by black smoke, Hyunmoo's remaining flesh and bones were also discolored black.

The black smoke engulfed Hyunmoo's face after a while. A lumpy mist flowed from Hyunmoo's completely black mouth and spread thickly on the floor.

A black mist began to cover the hills.

A sudden night attacked the monsters.

In a field of vision where nothing could be seen, the monsters swung their weapons at random in bewilderment. Shouts and shouts echoed through the mist and then disappeared.

Now the black mist has grown to the size of a cloud.

The conquering star, Ardan's clan and the centurion who leads the Iron Blood Corps, was startled by the sudden black mist.

But he is the vanguard of those who fight the hottest.

The centurion lit fierce flames against the black mist and let out a ferocious cry.

As if drenched in flames, the black mist retreated in an instant.

The centurion thought his threat worked.

But as he turned around, he realized that he himself was enveloped in a black mist.

Without time to rekindle the flames, the centurion was engulfed in his mist.

In a world all black, only his limbs on fire stood out strangely.

jerk.

The centurion heard someone approaching from the darkness.

He did not stand still until the enemy threatened him. The centurion screamed and ran to strike down the little man who had created a black mist.

But his hammer was caught in mid-air.

The centurion felt the position where the hammer was held was strange.

A hammer was held above his apex, his head.

There are no monsters larger than yourself in this hilly area.

In an instant, the centurion felt his own burning heart grow cold.

there is something

In this black mist, there was something bigger than that.It had lightly grabbed the hammer as if it were a toy.

A thud echoed in the darkness. Something fell on the centurion's head.

It was his hammer head torn to pieces.

Ardan's iron blood corps does not run away. The centurion chose to let go of the hilt of his hammer and run towards an unidentified foe in the dark.

No, maybe it was also a run in the other direction. Because the centurion could not tolerate himself feeling fear.

Something black appeared in the darkness. Pillar-like fangs came over the centurion.

The centurion's upper body disappeared with a light sound like chewing a cookie.

His black mist spread across the Smul Smul Hills.

All monsters on the battlefield could see this fog. Everyone was shocked by this situation.

A sense of urgency to flee, along with a fierce fear, encouraged them.

Soon a few orcs threw their weapons and started running away. Even the ghouls had forgotten their innate hunger.

Only the undead moving insensitively stood there and headed towards the Black Mist.

As if feeling threatened by the appearance of this dreaded being, new beings appeared from beyond the horizon.

A starving star, a deep-sea angler of Jordan, appeared, sweeping all the monsters into its mouth.

The weeping star, a flock of weeping crows belonging to the family of Werd, formed a single shape and covered the sky in a circle.

If any of you are able to defeat this beast, you will be promised authority.

The family members, who heard the whispers of the stars, plunged into the dark mist.

And none of them came back.

The ultimate victor is not war, hunger, or even death.

The ashes left behind and the cold air after the flames have been extinguished.

it is exhaustion

is entropy.

It was the end.

The monsters looked at the materialized apocalypse prowling in the dark with fearful eyes.

In the darkness of unknown depth, a sharp-lined beast roared.

It was a cry that made the world vomit blood.

"The promised time has come!"

ultimate.

the beast of the end.

"At the end, the promised beast!"

The sky rippled and distorted like the water of a pond where stones were thrown.

The space of reality and the bubble-like world created by hallucinations shook as if torn apart.

The air was beating like crazy, and the ground was trembling like a convulsion. Even the clouds were torn apart and he was running away.

In the dark fog, the purple patterns radiated a ferocious light.

It was a star-like light.

It was as hot as a star.

"The world, all living things!"

quack, quack.

The beast's body gradually swelled with a harsh sound. The monsters were holding their breath and watching the birth of a new star.

A distorted existence appeared.

existence of nothing.

An empty existence that could not be anything and would become nothing.

"Like a locust, I'm here to eat!"

But not everyone was watching helplessly.

From a distance, there were yellow eyes that had been silently watching the beast for a very long time.

He had no intention of allowing the long-watched wildcard to lead to catastrophe again.

[The Broken Star, Ghaul is watching you.]

The howling of the beast ceased.

***

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The crystal shells fell apart with a sharp cracking sound. The crystals that fell on the floor shattered and scattered.

It was beautiful to see the broken pieces of crystal glistening in the fading black mist.

The beast stepped forward once more.

With every step he took, his whole body crumbled beautifully as if he was stripping off his skin.

And finally, a man walked out of it with difficulty.

It was Hyunmoo.

Crystal moss, which had still sprouted, was attached to every nook and cranny of his body, but it fell off like dead skin cells.

Hyunmoo staggered and fell to the floor, pouring out vomit.

A puddle of black blood with a disgusting smell formed. Hyunmoo wiped his lips roughly and looked around.

The battlefield was quiet. Only a bleak wind was blowing softly.

'Are you done?'

It was a body that had been mutilated like a corpse for dissection, but now there are no scars to be found.

Seeing the clean body as if revived, Hyunmoo felt a strange feeling. But the muscles of his whole body were screaming.

He didn't know how to unlock his ultimate, so he had no choice but to keep it until his mana was depleted.

No, the consciousness itself was dim while the ultimate was maintained.

'Like a real beast.'

His consciousness was moving as if he had entrusted it to someone.

The black mist moved like his limbs, and all who moved in the mist were clearly visible.

Hyunmoo was infinitely gigantic, beyond measure in his fog.

Conversely, although his appearance had changed, Hyunmoo could not even know what his appearance was.

The body of the beast that covered his integument had turned into crystal moss over time. Fragments that were shattered like glass fragments were now almost nonexistent.

'I think he shouted something while transforming.'

No, was the transformation right in the first place?

no.

Rather, Hyunmoo thought of himself as riding on the body of some great beast.

He could project some will on the beast, but basically the beast moves as it pleases.

With the will of the beast, which was both a black mist and a sharp crystal.

'But what did you say?'

The beast of the end seems to have done something.

Then again, nausea swelled in my stomach.

This time it was much more intense than before.

In the midst of feeling his guts pouring out of his mouth, Hyunmoo gave himself another blow to his stomach.

Something big came out.

Hyunmoo's expression hardened when he saw it fell to the floor with a crackling sound.

That shining white in the black pool.

It was none other than Lenian.

Hyunmoo had to use his teeth to kill Lenian. This is because the only area that could properly provide strength was the chin. But this Lenian here was in good shape.

However, it was slightly different from the original appearance.

If the original Rhenian had a more colorful color, this Rhenian was pale white and gave off a subtle glow that felt divine.

And unlike the original appearance, which was asexual, it had a more feminine curve.

No, was Lenian right?

Maybe it's a fairy-like existence similar to Lenian. Then, suddenly, the fairy opened her eyes.The fairy, who had her eyes closed, opened her mouth.

"Wow... butler?"

"Lenian."

Hyunmoo let out a sigh of relief and dipped his hand into the mud.

His tone was strange, but it was a minor change compared to what had happened. Does it have anything to do with mastering the ultimate?

Hyunmoo asked Lenian.

“Did you expect it to be like this?”

"Then. Fairies are the beasts promised in the end."

Suddenly, Hyunmoo turned his head to the sound of a voice from behind him.

For some time, a fairy wrapped in black smoke was hanging behind her back.

No, this one was also Lenian.

This Lenian was also different from the original appearance.

He had a little more boyish look, with short short hair.

“Are you… are you Lenian?”

"Well, butler. So who would that be. Who else deserves the name Minion of the End?"

Lenian split in two.

Hyunmoo didn't know how to accept this fact.

For the sake of convenience, Hyunmoo decided to distinguish between black-flowered Rhenian and white-flowered Rhenian.

"Is the division ending in two? Anyone else coming out?"

The Lenians just stared blankly at each other. Hyunmoo accepted it as none.

It was hard to accept that there were already two Lenian.

"How are you two different? Why did you split up?"

"Well, doesn't it mean that double the good is double the good?"

"Isn't the fairy absorbed into the butler's body, then throwing away the residue and leaving only pure things?"

"Jeongjeong. A fairy appeared to make up for that lack. Plus minus zero. Actually, it wasn't much help, was it?"

The two didn't seem to get along very well.

Blackened Lenian glided through Hyunmoo's skin in the form of black smoke.

White Rhenian was originally close to Rhenian, but Black Rhenian seemed unable to leave Hyunmoo's body.

Hyunmoo thought Hung Hwa Rhenian's words were plausible.

The blackened Renian's appearance reminded me of the black mist that appeared when 'Beast of the End' was activated.

If the black Rhenian was the usual form of the beast of the end, I thought that the white Rhenian might have removed it and formed an independent form.

It's just a delusion in my brain.

It's starting to feel more and more unknown.

Hyunmoo rubbed his aching head and decided to sort things out at this point.

"I get the rough idea... Then how are you two different? Do you have any purpose you want from me?"

To Hyunmoo's question, Black Renian exclaimed as if pleased.

"Let's kill all living things in this world together with the fairies and drive them to destruction!"

great. This is an evil, insane, crazy man-eating elf. Then this white one... … .

"No, butler! All you do is subdue the humble pigs under your feet and enslave them forever!"

Equally evil, insane, crazy man-eating elves.

It seems a little less evil.

… … No, is it really less evil? Could it be something more sinister instead?

However, the characters seemed to be familiar.

Apocalypse and mad dictator.

Originally, Lenian seemed to be somewhere in the middle.

'Why not? It is said that he is the beast promised in the end.'

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