6 – Killing the Thirsty One (3)

“Hey, hey, really…?”

Clements trembled his lips more and more.

“Maybe. But don’t worry too much. I’ll take care of it.”

But people didn’t look at all relieved.

“Stay away, everyone. This is just the beginning.”

Before I could finish my words, everyone moved away from me, moving their feet as quickly as centipedes.

Only the guild leader, Leana, stayed by my side to help me get the supplies out of the bag.

Tempestrite with Blast Guard Powder and Drakevine Oil.

Serenity Tier, the cleanest water in the world, and a sheepskin bag.

In addition, special oil to apply to the blade and a bottle of elixir to be used for this quest.

That was all.

“Now you back off too.”

“Okay. Be careful.”

I knelt down next to the spread of ingredients.

In this world, , You can create your own items by combining materials.

I intend to make the items needed for this quest by myself using a recipe I know.

If you don’t make it yourself, you won’t be able to get an item that has the effect you want.

This recipe is simple.

Pour dry vine oil into Tempest Light and Blast Guard powder and knead it into a dough about half the size of your fist.

After using up all the ingredients I bought, a total of six pieces of dough came out.

Six is enough.

Trim it into a circle and wrap it well with thin paper.

The name of this explosive is ‘Wrath of Water’.

After Water Rage was completed, the world’s cleanest water, Serenity Tier, was filled into a sheepskin bag.

After waiting for a while, I could see Serenity Tier forming like sweat on the surface of the unit.

I threw it into the reservoir with all my strength while holding on to the snout of the unit.

The sheepskin bag that flew away after drawing a large parabola dropped in with a splash, then floated up and floated slowly.

Now, the Serenity Tier will flow out little by little from there and mix with the water in the reservoir.

It would be embarrassing to say that it is mixed, but it will be enough.

He knelt down in the middle of the beam and drew his sword.

The blade of Nightrend, a sword dedicated to demon hunting, greeted me with faint starlight.

Special oil was applied to the blade.

It was named ‘Fresh Water Maeuntang Oil’ and it gave off a somewhat fishy smell.

Now that’s it. You just have to wait.

I heard the whispers of the border guards in the cool breeze blowing from the valley.

Are you a real demon hunter? Is coming here to play with clay, etc.

Clements dissuading her from fighting Leana, who refutes it in a fit of rage.

This is familiar.

I solved various quests while breaking the main story, and whenever I did, I would receive contempt instead of thanks.

The world view is dominated by unfounded rumors that if you deal with a demon, you will become infected with that evil energy and become a demon without even realizing it.

In a world like this, demon hunters silently hunt demons while being pointed at.

Because it’s a dark fantasy style, the setting is also f*cking stupid.

Kept kneeling like that, I stared at the floating sheepskin bags.

Soon, strange ripples began to rise on the surface of the water around the sheepskin bag.

Come… !

I picked up the first of the six Fury of Water and jumped up.

At the same time as I got up, the water surface seemed to rise in a circle, and an enormous fish burst out as it tore the apex.

“Kyaaa!!” “Aww!”

The people in the back screamed in fear at the monster body that suddenly jumped out.

That’s not a fish either.

It was a grotesque appearance that even a fish would never admit, holding a knife to its throat.

It reminds me of a giant catfish, but I swear it’s not a catfish.

No catfish in the world has two long arms that stagger from side to side.

A grotesque arm with a jumble of sticky skin and sharp fins floundered in all directions.

Its mouth opened wide, and an unknown mottled liquid flowed between the rows of sharp teeth.

His large eyes were as dark as dark clouds, and they contained the essence of a being that is incomprehensible to ordinary human intellect.

[Ghaar’kraath! Zra’vul gorn, kla’van zhaath!

A demonic word that sounds ferocious, like it’s crawled out of muddy water.

That is a water horse.

Suma is a demon who drinks a lot of water.

Drink. Drinking real sh*t

They usually enter these large reservoirs, dig burrows on the bottom, sit down, and drink only water until they dry up.

If left alone, this reservoir would probably be doomed within a few weeks.

According to the game’s settings, souma is a demon specially created to destroy the human world.

He is a madman who drinks water, which is the root of human life, and steals it somewhere through the dimensional door in his stomach.

So when I made it, I deliberately maximized the need for thirst so that no matter how much water I drank, I would never be satisfied.

In a way, he is a pitiful fellow in the world.

No matter how much I drink, my thirst won’t be satisfied.

That’s why I used Serenity Tier as bait.

Can you survive in the oyster since the purest scent of water in the world is mixed in the yard that is so thirsty that you are about to go crazy?

It wasn’t so great that I guessed that he was the culprit.

When drinking water, it passed through that huge mouth and passed through a dimensional door, making a very unusual sound and vibration, which was detected by a blind gaze.

Since it was a sound I had heard so much while playing the game, I was able to come back after preparing like this right away.

The one who reached the peak started falling back into the reservoir.

Taking advantage of that opportunity, I threw the fury of the water I was holding in his hand.

Right before it hit the water, the fury of the water that had fallen into the water exploded and fired up a column of water.

Not many people know that a mixture of Tempest Light and Blast Guard powder explodes when it touches water.

This is the knowledge of only demon hunters who use recipes comparable to alchemy.

Of course, I finished the first round and mastered pretty much every recipe.

The water column hit the head straight and floated up without being able to dive deeply.

I threw the rest of the fury of the water at it in succession.

The fury of the water that fell into the water did not explode immediately, but subsided to some extent before exploding in the water, and in the aftermath continued to push the water horse to the surface.

A method of delaying an explosion by wrapping it in paper until the paper is completely wet with water.

[Khar’zul agha! Ghra’keth hul! Zra’vul gorn, khe’zar kha’zaruth!? (Headache! Stop it! Is it a crime to be thirsty!?)]

As the explosion continued to rise, the fever seemed to have spread, and the soma screamed and went mad.

People who were baptized with water screamed again.

I don’t plan to kill Suma with the rage of the water.

In the first place, such a small explosion couldn’t kill Suma.

Nevertheless, it is for a different reason that it continues to explode underwater and keep the water horse in sight.

‘Stigma of the Hound’ activated!

Then, a bright red mark in the form of an inverted triangle was stamped on the horse that was struggling on the surface of the water.

This is a demon hunter targeting demons to hunt in earnest.

Once you target a demon, you can keep chasing it if you maintain a certain distance, and above all, you will receive a combat power buff.

To put it simply, there is a difference between fighting with hesitation without knowing what a demon is and fighting after identifying yourself as a demon.

But even with the stigma of a hound, this Rejovoir Reservoir is too big.

A rough estimate of the distance from Bo to Suma here is more than ten meters.

I tried to push it to the edge as much as possible.

There’s nothing you can do about it.

I took out the elixir from my waist, opened the lid with my teeth, and drank the contents in one go.

“Keew!!”

A burning pain ran down my throat and spread all over my body.

The pain flowed through the limbs to the tips of the limbs and reached its peak at the tips of the fingers and toes.

With the pain as if being torn with a knife, thick, dark veins sprouted on the back of the hand.

No matter how much I drink the elixir, I never get used to it.

I kicked off the ground and ran right across the reservoir to the top of the water horse.

Hurry before the effect of the elixir ends!

As he held the Nightrend above his head, starlight began to ripple rapidly from the blade.

[Ghar’zuth vrel’ki ghar’jun, khar’nath hul, zra’gorn khe’zar! (You can’t hurt me with mere human blades!)]

“Krel’nath zoth’kha, zra’nagho! (Don’t be arrogant and search!)”

I rode on the back of a soma covered in slippery, acidic mucus, and hit it on the neck with Nightrend as hard as I could.

A normal blade would have to rot if it touches the slime of a soma, but ‘Freshwater Maeuntang Oil’, a special oil exclusively for sorceresses, was applied to Night Rend.

Sparks flew fiercely like a grinder sharpening an iron pipe, and Nightrand sliced off the head of the soma like a fish at a fish market.

Cheers erupted from Bo.

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