Hoarding in Hell Novel

Chapter 75 Nine Headed Rat (4)

Hyunmoo didn’t rush right away when his hands were loose. He was just staring at another place with a fat expression on his face. The shaman glared at Hyunmoo and strode closer.

“What did you say now? Talk more? Does this look like a joke now?”

The shaman approached with a heated poker. As he was about to shove a poker on Hyunmoo’s cheek, something slipped into his mouth.

The shaman spit it out with a kek. But the mosquito successfully injected Hyunmoo’s venom into the guy’s throat.

My throat swelled up in an instant. It wasn’t enough to kill the shaman, but I felt the pain of my esophagus melting and the pain of suffocation at the same time.

Hyunmoo didn’t miss the timing and cut the guy’s head with a black-handed dagger.

Soaring blood spurted from the inside of his throat. I couldn’t memorize the spell because my breathing was choked. Hyunmoo carefully cut the tendon in his armpit, making it immobile. Then he grabbed his fur and dragged him to the front of the furnace.

“Do you know how many seconds I’ve been screaming?”

Hyunmoo asked the shaman Seo, looking straight into his eyes. The shaman looked like he didn’t know what he was talking about. Hyunmoo said with a smirk.

“One minute and 18 seconds.”

The shaman’s eyes widened as if realizing what was about to happen.

The bastard tried to fight, but the muscles in his arm broke and he couldn’t resist. Hyunmoo’s whispers continued.

“But if I hold a grudge, I have to pay back at least three times as much to get rid of my character.”

The shaman’s face was buried in the furnace. The shaman couldn’t scream like Hyunmoo.

“You look like an adult.”

Three minutes later, after waiting for the cup noodles to cook, Hyunmoo took the shaman from the furnace.

He still hasn’t reached the 3:54 he was aiming for, but that didn’t make sense because the shaman book was already dead.

He was sure to see a message saying he had just leveled up.

He didn’t look very good. Hyunmoo got on the guy with his face down and walked the ‘family’.

The shaman who had come to his death opened his eyes again and came to life.

“Uh-huh, uh-huh!”

The scar on the neck that was damaged by Hyunmoo was also in good condition. Hyunmoo put the grip on the guy’s head, holding it tight.

Since the shaman could not see Hyunmoo, he was unable to cast a spell.

“There are still two minutes left, do you want to fill it up and start, or do you just want to listen?”

With 54 seconds left, Hyunmoo slightly inflated the number. The shaman nodded his head frantically, as expected.

“I’ll do it! I’ll listen to you!”

“I don’t feel the sincerity, but I guess I’ll have to taste the hearth of truth a little more…”

“Ahhh! Lord, to get to the central tower, you need a fang of a shaman or a guard rank! Only those who have those fangs will not deny the pier leading to the central tower!”

“How do you believe that? Are you saying anything?”

The shaman suddenly thrust his teeth into the floor. Then he shook his head wildly and broke his own teeth. Hyunmoo picked up the fangs.

“If you have that, you can pass. Please…!”

“It’s so easy to betray, I can’t believe it anymore.”

The shaman wanted to say what the hell was going on.

Of course, Hyunmoo believed him. Because his reaction wasn’t a lie. He was too coherent to say anything out of fear. I was just trying to bring down the guy’s reaction.

“Man, I didn’t like the idea of ​​Führer Yannock Max from the start! God, we are the only superior canines and the rest are inferior canines, and all beasts except rats must be enslaved or exterminated! Other than that we are always winning I didn’t even believe the bullshit of Propaganda Regil! My colleagues really believed it, but what kind of bullshit is the world like this?”

I thought they were just monsters, but they seem to have their own ideological battles. But Hyunmoo wasn’t very interested.

‘Yeah, it’s just a fight between the beasts.'”Hey, Yannock Max, that fat, short-tailed bastard is driving all the Ratmen to ruin! If the goal is to kill that bastard, we’ll actively cooperate! Please!”

“We’re still working hard on cooperation. It’s a matter of whether it’s helpful or not.”

“Well then, ho, are you interested in the dungeons? Führer Yannock is extracting blood from the fangs to summon the nine-headed rat. Of course I was not in favor of such a nefarious thing…”

Hyunmoo’s eyes twinkled. Camps and mass executions were irrelevant, and it was clear that there was a way to interfere if they drew power from them.

“Tell me more.”

***

I could see the shadows dancing with the flickering lights over the corner.

The enemy butterfly raised her hand and stopped the hunters and looked at the atmosphere.

Ratmen were spinning around the blazing fire. There were also a few guys who were presumed to be ratman shamans.

And at the top of the podium, a werewolf with a white mane was looking down at the bonfire.

And in the midst of the blazing flame lay a towering hearthstone.

The enemy butterfly started to beat her heart.

‘finally… … .’

The presence of a hearthstone means that it is a boss room.

A day after she found her map in the Ratman Shaman’s robes.

They have undergone several transformations of the dungeon structure in the meantime, but the road marked on the map has not changed.

In a section that repeats only going down and down, we have finally arrived here.

A werewolf with a white mane is undoubtedly a ‘werewolf warrior’, a boss monster that rarely appears in truncation dungeons.

Then, all of a sudden, Butterfly realized that what she thought was a bonfire was something bizarre. She didn’t have the kind of firewood she usually had.

She was just burning alone, without fuel, on a stone floor with nothing. There was something magical about it.

Red Butterfly once retreated and exchanged opinions with other hunters.

“There’s a hearthstone inside,” she said. “And somehow the gnomes are dancing around with a fire burning.”

Everyone was relieved once they heard that there was a hearthstone. If only the Hearthstone existed, he could return to Earth without Seo Tae-kyung’s return order. But it was also strange that the ratmen were dancing.

“Are you doing something like a ritual?”

“It’s kind of primitive… it’s a ritual that feels like that. I don’t know what you want.”

The primitive altar they had built was crude, but it was clear that there was something magical about it.

There’s no reason for a bonfire to burn without firewood. But now it didn’t matter.

“And there are at least thirty ratman, three ratman shaman, and a werewolf warrior. I think they’ll be the goal of the truncation dungeon, at least the secondary goal.”

However, the expression on the number of enemies mentioned by Naked Butterfly grew heavy.

Obsidian Team Hunter spoke up.

“Ratman shouldn’t be a burden. But ratman shaman… it might be difficult if they blow a whistle or fire magic again.”

“How strong is a werewolf warrior?”

“I heard it’s similar to a young Minotaur, so our team three can play against it.”

Obsidian Team Hunter raised his hand.

They had already participated in the 4-star dungeon raid, so if the situation had not turned out like this, they would have been able to skillfully break the truncated dungeon.

“Then the problem is that whistle…”

The other guys have a whistle, but they don’t think of fire. Just follow the guy who blows the whistle. Then a hunter raised his hand.

“I brought it just in case…”

It was a ratman whistle. A method that popped into everyone’s mind, but no one wanted to do, came to mind.

“You might be able to lure them in with this.”

The question is, what happens to the person who lured them?

If there was a person like Kang Hyunmoo, it was certain that they would die if they faced a lot of ratmen, shamans, and werewolves.

If anyone has the potential to live in the face of such people… … .

His gaze naturally turned to the priest John. In hindsight, it is subtle to bring in Johan, who is an advisor and protector, but he has already put down that position.

He had no way. A hunter carefully opened his mouth.

“Can’t Priest John go inside and shoot them all in an instant with his pistol?”

“I’d rather ask you to detonate Antioch’s holy grenade?”

“Oh my God, do you have any of that?”

“My friend, tell me to watch a movie in moderation.”

No one answered the hunter. Come to think of it, he made bullets into items, so I wondered if he couldn’t even make a grenade.

If you look at it, only the warhead part of the bullet will be an item, so wouldn’t it be possible to itemize only the fragments of the grenade?

While such haphazard thoughts passed by, John reached out and snatched the whistle that Hunter was holding.

I didn’t think John would understand the conversation. But the mood will be readable.

Either way, there’s no other way to fix the situation.

Everyone watched John.

The moment John was about to say something, he wrapped his hand around him like a naked butterfly.

“Nope.”

The enemy butterfly said with a gleam in her eyes.

“There is a way to subdue it without using that whistle.”

***

The road to the underground camp was only possible through the central tower.

Directions were provided by the shaman. The shaman belonged to Hyunmoo’s family, so it was impossible to escape. If you run away, you can call me back.

The problem was attacking Hyunmoo when he ran into other ratmen.

Hyunmoo was being dragged around by the shaman. Of course, the cord can always be untied, and Hyunmoo was walking behind him to prevent him from seeing him.

When he reached the pier leading to the central tower, he found a ratman in black armor he had never seen before standing guarded.

[Falled Empire Ratman Guards (LV 48)]

“Stop. What is he doing?”

Naturally, they were wary of humans they saw for the first time.

Hyunmoo put a mosquito in his mouth in case the ratman shaman betrayed him.

When Hyunmoo’s poison-filled mosquito bursts in his mouth, the shaman will become parasitic and attack his allies.

Meanwhile, Hyunmoo needs to escape towards the central tower.

“Oergil, the propaganda director, said he wants to interrogate this guy himself! Move out!”

But the shaman showed no fear and shouted.

The guards made an impression on the arrogant shaman librarian. However, he could not stand up to the authority of the propaganda department.

This is a problem that arises when a boss is a person who prioritizes his or her authority over the security of the group.

“I think this guy is that guy.”

I had already heard several times about humans haunting the Black Beak Citadel.

Hyunmoo felt the nape of his neck tickle. If they suspected even the slightest bit and attacked, Hyunmoo had no choice but to die. But they just sent Hyunmoo and the shaman.From the time I first set my feet on the central tower, it was a path that only went down.

Head upward and you’ll find a guy named Führer Yannock Max who is conducting the ceremony himself, but there was no answer from a fair fight.

“What are you doing in the basement?”

“The fangs…”

The shaman mumbled as he was about to say something.

“You can see it.”

“Would you like to?”

“Oh no, it’s because I’m not good at explaining. I mean, it’s easier to understand if you see it for yourself. President Yannock called this the ‘last resort’.”

Hyunmoo felt that the shaman seemed to be ashamed of what was happening in the dungeon. But nevertheless he continued to lead Hyunmoo.

Is it a trap?

I had doubts like that, but even when the shaman found the ratmen he accidentally ran into, he shouted out loudly without hesitation and guided Hyunmoo.

As if he had to see it.

After a while, Hyunmoo knew that he was almost there when the windows began to disappear.

It had a foul smell of blood. And the animal’s fur and skin, and the smell of medicine were mixed and flowed out.

“What is that?”

Another member of the bodyguard stood guard at the entrance to the camp.

“Oergil propaganda director told me to sacrifice this guy!”

However, this time the SS member did not easily fall for such a call that borrowed authority.

The guy looked at Hyunmoo with a suspicious expression, then lifted Hyunmoo’s lips apart.

“This guy is a human. Humans have very small fangs, so they are useless. They are the dirtiest fangs. You can’t sacrifice them. Orgil, the propaganda director sent this guy down?”

“Are you suspicious of the propaganda director’s orders now?”

The guard looked suspiciously, then lifted something hanging from the wall. It was like a tool to communicate somewhere.

The moment the guards tried to say something to it, no voice was uttered.

Instead, he poured a handful of swarms of mice out of his mouth.

Seeing the rats pouring out, the guards looked at the shaman in amazement.

“you……!”

But what he encountered was Hyunmoo, who untied the rope and rushed in.

Hyunmoo stabbed the bodyguard who was stuck. However, the level of the Ratman SS was far superior to Hyunmoo.

Hyunmoo immediately summoned the ratman conscripts he had brought into his family and activated the absorption property.

[The family ‘absorption’ characteristic has been activated.][Ability increases.][Omnivorous skill has been acquired temporarily.]

It was only after the ability had risen that he was finally able to penetrate the skin of the Ratman SS.

What followed was a brutal mutilation. It was easy to separate the head of the bodyguard, who was stuck in vomiting rats.

His body was pushed aside. His gaze turned to the shaman.

The shaman trembled as he saw what he had done.

Was it because he was afraid of revealing his faults, or was it because he wanted Hyunmoo to get to the dungeon?

Either way it didn’t matter. Hyunmoo patted the shaman on the back and pushed him away.

“Keep going.”