Hoarding in Hell Novel

Thump, thump.

Even after his ultimate was released, Hyunmoo swung his fist and slammed his opponent in the head.

It was difficult to find the original form of the opponent who had already been hit several times.

But even in the meantime, he squirmed and tried to repeat his regeneration.

Hyunmoo stopped, grabbing his barely connected limbs and tore them all around him.

It was now showing only minor convulsions.

His original flaming weapon was shattered and charred, and shattered pieces of armor were embedded throughout his body.

Hyunmoo's body was drenched in sweat and blood. He, of course, was full of wounds, but his fatal wounds were not visible.

Exhausted, Hyunmoo sat down as if pounding his butt wheel.

'It was close.'

Even though he used his ultimate, it felt close.

If his ultimate had ended a little earlier, he would have missed his chance. But Hyunmoo managed to overwhelm him before that, and was able to stamp his opponent down.

'No, or... … I am weak.'

Hyunmoo thought as he clasped his hand and opened it.

When he was challenged to upgrade Tom, Hyunmoo, who used his ultimate for the first time, really felt like he had the power to swallow the world.

However, after he forcibly stopped his ult for some reason, he didn't seem to be as strong as ever when he used his ult.

He was different from putting up with form control as before. He did his best this time, though.

He looked as if something had shackled the beast about to run rampant.

It was an annoying feeling.

'Well, the basic abilities are getting stronger instead.'

Hyunmoo thought, smoking black smoke on his fingertips.

Now, his ability to handle his strength is so familiar that he doesn't even have to use a battle helper.

Considering that the strength, attack power, and defense power of the area covered with Gangi will all become stronger, the ability will increase dramatically.

Overall, it was a feeling of being embodied in what was simply an ultimate stage. And over time, it became proficient enough to breathe.

'Until now, in Difficulty: Easy, I didn't feel it because there was nothing to compare... … .'

At this level, it seemed that Park Do-ryeong at the time of the North Expedition could easily be suppressed.

"Are you feeling a little better? Boss."

At that time, Kirson and Ha-hyun appeared just in time. For some reason, Ha-hyun had a very undesirable expression on her face.

"Oh, it's good to sweat after a long time. On the other side, the opponents are all flat."

No matter how much I looked at it, it looked like she had shed more blood than sweat, but it didn't matter.

Difficulty to say 'over there': In easy, there were not many opponents to make that sweat.

But Hyunmoo wasn't a fighter or a fighter, so he didn't bother to go out and fight.

The important thing is to win, not the fight itself.

Therefore, it was only natural that Kirson and Ha-hyeon thought the fight today was strange.

Hyunmoo stood up, wiping the dust off his clothes.

His entire body ached as he squeezed his ultimate to the limit.

It was a strategy to grasp the opponent's power and push without doing anything.I never thought that it might not work. Fortunately, the enemy was enough to take a picture and press it.

"you……."

Then the fallen enemy opened his mouth. It was as if she had managed to build up her regenerative powers and barely made up her mouth and lungs.

It was surprising that he was still alive in a state where the building, which had been shoved in and smashed down to dust, was still alive, but it didn't seem like a threat.

“What… what…”

"Just sleep."

Hyunmoo stomped on the mouth of the barely regenerated enemy. It was crushed like a pudding as if he hadn't made his mouth particularly strong.

Ha-hyun, who was watching him, opened his mouth.

"What was that guy doing?"

"I don't know. I was wandering around and he was staring at me with an annoyance."

"You don't even know the level?"

"I do not know."

Then Kirson came out.

"Alhugin. One of the Apostles of the Conquering Stars. I've seen them wander around this area before."

***

"Apostle of the Stars? What is that?"

Hyunmoo asked curiously. He seemed to have heard of it sometime.

Was it Xiaojie? He promised to kill 100,000 people in Pyongyang and take the place of an apostle.

At that time, Xiaojier looked like a psychopath, so I thought it was the case, but when I saw what came out of Kirsson's mouth, it seemed like something was there.

"Family refers to all the people who follow the stars, but it also refers to the lowest unit. Apostles are special people among the family. The number does not exceed five at most, and they are all human beings. there is."

"Is it different from Hahyun?"

"This young lady is a member of the family. It doesn't necessarily mean that the apostle and the family are proportional to the strength, so he has a stronger sword speed than the apostle ... but still, he is above average as he has received a lot of stellar power."

"The apostle may be weaker than the clan? What do you mean?"

"There is no law saying that a dog owner is stronger than a hunting dog. But a dog obeys its owner. Of course."

Hyunmoo is an egg lying on the floor… … I looked down at what the apostle was saying.

He said he could be weak, but he was strong. He was at least stronger than Ha-hyun.

He used his ultimate skill to strike it down, but it's clear that he's still alive.

Considering that he easily killed the Iron Blooded Centurion when he was given the ordeal to upgrade Tom, it was clear he wasn't an easy opponent.

"Are you an apostle or something more?"

"More than that, they are called agents. They are literally the agents of the stars. There is only one, and, needless to say, the strongest member of the star's family. Without the protection of the stars in the first place, it is difficult to climb there. That's all. Almost. It doesn't show up, and unless you're an apostle, it's hard to see in person."

Hyunmoo thought of Kawaro.

Now her face was pale, but she remembered as vividly as the sumptuous palanquin and the bizarre procession she had dragged during the ordeal of the Starving Star.

At that point, I wondered if he would belong to the highest of the apostles or a representative.

Hyunmoo said while looking at Kirsson with a surprised expression.

“You… you know a lot of things that are different from what you look like.”

"If you're weak, you have to know a lot. And Kirsson, a handsome subordinate of the boss, is the scout leader. You should know everything that's going on around you."

As always, Kirsson was exceptionally confident. It seemed that many things had changed besides the body.

Hyunmoo said, kicking Alhugin lying on the floor.

"Then what do you do with this? As you said, I can't leave it as it is. It doesn't die well."

"The only time the apostle of the conquering star wanders around when it smells of war. He must have a plan."

"Then torture? Torture doesn't seem likely to work."

Hyunmoo was late, but he checked his level.

Level 83.

It was the highest level of all the monsters Hyunmoo had caught.

It seems she was similar to the widow queen spider, but she was not in a normal state, so she decided to make an exception.

She was of a high level, and she belonged to another star, so she could not be brought into the family.

'I was really lucky.'

Hyunmoo looked back at the battle she had fought with this guy and she thought so.

As soon as I met him, he put on his ultimate and ran to him, so he didn't give him time to react properly.

Even when he was running with his ultimate, he almost allowed a powerful attack that could thwart Hyunmoo several times.

If he had been fighting carefully, he might have been on an equal footing or the opponent's superiority.

"Well, the stars would be offended, but it would be better to kill them even if they took the time. When you know that a guy who is enough to buy has turned into a rice cake, the others won't stand still."

Kirsson pulled out his scythe.

But Hyunmoo looked down at Al Hugin and raised her hand. His hand, engulfed in black smoke, fell into Alhugin's heart.

He was trembling and felt his muscles twitch.

"Hey, calm down. Let's talk."

Al Hugin trembled and regenerated his barely squashed mouth.

With this level of regenerative power, it seems that it will return to its original state soon, but it seems that the armor fragments embedded in the body are interfering with the regeneration.

"What the hell are you doing? Why are you hanging around here?"

Al Hugin refused to open his mouth.

But when Hyunmoo squeezed the pieces of armor lodged in Alhugin's heart, he barely opened his trembling mouth.

"To attend the war conference... to attend..."

"A war meeting?"

“Yeah… it’s the first meeting in 10 years… on purpose… from afar… I heard that there are only people who have nothing to do with it… Why the hell is a guy like you?”

"The war conference is held for the first time in 10 years? What kind of event is that?"

"Oh, oh my."

It was Kirson who muttered a small moan. He looked like he knew something.

Kirsson hurriedly approached Hyunmoo and whispered.

"Boss, I don't think this is a coincidence."

"what?"

"Actually, I heard that pilgrimages of the dead from the north turn around and gather nearby. I thought it was just an occasional meeting, but the timing is a bit early. there was."

"What is that? So, does it mean that the monsters keep gathering in one place?"

After Hyunmoo completed Tam's ordeal and mastered his ultimate, the area around the crossroads became quiet.

Hyunmoo thought it was only because he had mastered the ultimate skill, so that the level of his family members became much stronger and he became a higher-ranking predator. But behind the scenes, something else seemed to be happening.

"The dead and the hungry often have such gatherings. But it is surprising that the armies of conquering stars hold war councils. They are busier in civil wars than meeting among themselves."

Hyunmoo thought about what Kirsson and Alhugin had to say. Soon they could find something in common.

"Unfortunately, they are the only ones with Tom."Starving Star, Yogulem.

Weeping Star, Verde.

The conquering star, Ardan.

All three were bettors over Tam. And the game has recently changed.

The winner of the game that Werd thought was going to win was someone other than any of the three.

And maybe that fact provoked something in them.

"This looks like it's going to be fun."

"Are you enjoying it so much that the three most powerful forces around you gather monsters and prepare for war?"

"Yeah. What if it's not fun?"

Hyunmoo smiled and turned to Alhugin. In a situation where there might be a war soon, he suddenly caught one of the enemy captains.

It's a purely coincidental event, but Hyunmoo thought about how to handle it.

It wouldn't be fun to just kill them.

"Let's keep this guy alive."

"Yes?"

Kirsson asked, but Hyunmoo didn't answer. Instead, he was looking down at Alhugin with eyes brimming with curiosity and thirst.

If you kill Alhugin here, it will only result in a slight reduction in the enemy's power.

Hyunmoo couldn't be satisfied with that. If he had already acquired the weakness of Alhugin, wouldn't he be satisfied if he shoves poison through the hole and stabs the intestines?

***

Hyunmoo brought Al Hugin to the shelter, bound him with his chains, and left him unattended.

His whole flesh and bones were chained together, leaving him unable to escape even if he regenerates.

The fact that he didn't have to worry about dying gave Hyunmoo peace of mind to commit ruthless acts.

Hyunmoo took off his torn clothes while fighting the guy and was looking for a change of clothes, but suddenly he saw himself in the mirror. And he found it a bit annoying.

Redeemer Yayul was more encroaching on Hyunmoo's body.

Yayul the Redeemer, which at first only encroached on his upper arm, now went over his shoulder and covered his left chest.

He couldn't even imagine what the inside would look like, but at least it didn't look like he was going to die from clogged blood vessels.

'Recently, the rate of encroachment seems to have increased significantly.'

Hyunmoo thought while examining the part that had been eroded by the night rhythm.

'But if I leave it like this, it will reach my heart.'

I wondered what would happen if the Redeemer Yayul even covered her heart.

There might be nothing wrong with the other parts, but he didn't like being an inhuman being like this.

'You don't have to worry too much. There will be no bad results.'

It was then that something appeared in Hyunmoo's mind that was clearly not Hyunmoo's own.

Hyunmoo frowned and shook his head.

'Monstril.'

'Looks like he's become quite a celebrity. Kang Hyunmoo.'

Then Hyunmoo noticed the silhouette of an unfamiliar woman on the other side of the mirror.

Her dark-haired woman was sitting on the table. Hyunmoo knew her name instinctively.

Just like you can tell who you are by looking at someone you don't know in a dream.

"Monstril?"

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