๐๐ก๐๐ฉ๐ญ๐๐ซ ๐๐๐: ๐๐ฎ๐ง๐ ๐๐จ๐ง 3
“Come forth, Ruyi.”
At Lo-an’s command, the clones each manifested a Ruyi and gripped it in their hands.
A horde of gargoyles, shaped like devils, dragged their solid bodies to the surface.
โKuwueeeeek!
โKeureureureug!
The creatures, baring their hideous fangs, swung their long claws and talons without restraint.
“Sister! Smash them with your fists!”
“Hey, Min Si-joon! Don’t you see their bodies are as hard as rocks?”
“Step aside, samae.”
Lo-an’s clones stepped forward and fended off the Gagoil’s attacks with their knives.
Kwaaaaaang!!
A sharp, piercing sound akin to metal clashing against metal assaulted their ears.
Kwaaaaaang!! Kkwaaaaaโ!!
Dozens of gargoyles and twelve clones followed, swinging their respective weapons and creating an immense clamor.
“Oh, you’re quite skilled, aren’t you?”
“Samae, referring to me as ‘you’ is a bit. . .”
“Then what? Should I call you ‘this punkโ?”
“. . .I guess ‘you’ is the least offensive.”
Lo-an nodded in resignation.
“The battle isn’t over yet!”
Min Si-joon looked at them in disbelief and raised his staff forward.
The immense magic power condensed at the tip of the staff, summoning a massive, circular magic circle.
Kuโng!
The magic circle, adorned with various symbols and shapes, was imbued with power.
Min Si-joon smiled faintly as he meticulously controlled the magic power, employing the techniques his brother had taught him.
A crimson radiance burst forth.
[Incinerate: Blazing Spears]
Dozens of flaming spears, brimming with intense heat, materialized.
“Go.”
The spears, like missiles, soared through the air, tracing their trajectories toward Min Si-joon’s targeted enemies.
Min Si-joon precisely controlled every movement through his staff.
While it would be easier to let the skill’s ability guide the spears to their marks, the resulting magic power wastage could prove disadvantageous in later battles.
‘๐๐ฐ ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ธ๐ข๐ด๐ต๐ฆ ๐ข ๐ด๐ช๐ฏ๐จ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฑ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฎ๐ข๐จ๐ช๐ค ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ณ.’
Those were the words his brother always used when teaching his disciples.
It wasn’t just mere verbal instruction.
Excessive and unnecessary use of magic power would result in severe punishment.
‘๐๐ฐ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ ๐ด๐ฐ ๐ฎ๐ถ๐ค๐ฉ ๐ฎ๐ข๐จ๐ช๐ค ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ค๐ข๐ฏ ๐ข๐ง๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ธ๐ข๐ด๐ต๐ฆ ๐ช๐ต? ๐๐ฉ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ ๐ธ๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ ๐ข ๐ญ๐ช๐ต๐ต๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ถ๐ฏ ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ต๐ช๐ญ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ฎ๐ข๐จ๐ช๐ค ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ด๐ฆ๐ณ๐ท๐ฆ๐ด ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ต๐ฆ๐ญ๐บ ๐ฅ๐ณ๐ข๐ช๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ฅ?’
What followed was a hellish ordeal.
The training would continue until every disciple’s magic reserves were depleted. Remarkably, Siwoo’s reserves rarely dropped below half.
Through such repeated exercises, they learned to value magic power and developed meticulous control over it.
Kwagagagagagaga!!!
The sharp spear tips pierced the gargoyles’s bodies, releasing their concentrated heat.
While flame-based magic is typically less effective against rock or stone-based monsters, Min Si-joon’s spears reached the core areas of his enemies, inducing secondary explosions, rendering their resilience irrelevant.
“Si-joon.”
“What is it, Sister?”
“If you could do this, why did you tell me to smash the rocks with my fists?”
“Uh. . .”
“Did you think my hands wouldn’t get smashed?”
“Well, you’re better at hand-to-hand combat than Hyung, aren’t you?”
Min Si-joon looked at Lo-an pleadingly, but he turned away, ignoring his plea for help.
“Hyung?”
“. . .I’ll go finish off the remaining Gagoil. Take care of Sion.”
“Hyung! I want to come too!”
“Si-joon. You should talk to your sister.”
“Your face is pale, Oppa.”
Sion chuckled as she pointed at Min Si-joon’s pale face.
๐ท๐ท๐ท๐ท๐ท๐ท
Pazzijijijijikใ กใ ก!!
A fierce electric shock spread through the Flesh Golem’s open abdomen.
The bright yellow flash, which seemed to burn the enemy, spread throughout the monster’s body, along its bones, muscles, and organs.
โJukigikikikikigin!!
The Golem trembled violently as if it had been electrocuted, and its jaw chattered loudly.
“President! You must avoid it!!”
Han Tae-chi, who had been watching the situation, cupped his hands around his mouth and shouted.
Click, click, click.
Click.
As soon as the timer on the item embedded in the Golem’s body ran out,
Kwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaang!!
The item, which had reacted to the magic, exploded violently, tearing the Flesh Golem into pieces of flesh.
It did not seem like a complete living creature in the first place, but seeing it torn into pieces made it feel even more grotesque.
Siwoo, who was surrounded by a magic shield and had not been touched by a single drop of blood, flicked the dust off his body and walked towards his party.
“As expected, you are amazing, President!”
“What are you talking about! The one who is amazing is our Grandmaster! Good work, Grandmaster!!”
“Huh? But the President just did all the attacking. . . .”
ใ๐๐ก๐๐ฆ! ๐๐ญ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐๐๐๐๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ ๐ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ฏ๐๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ ๐จ๐จ๐! ๐๐ข๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฆ๐, ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ ๐จ๐จ๐ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐ก๐๐ฏ๐ ๐๐๐๐ง ๐๐๐๐ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ง๐ ๐๐ ๐จ!ใ
โHeehing!
Pre rode on the miniaturized Pumirmir’s body and boasted arrogantly.
Han Tae-chi widened his eyes and bowed to Pre.
“Heavens! Then it’s like a live-action version of Ratatouille! Now I understand! I respect you, Vice President!”
ใ๐๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ, ๐ซ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ! ๐๐๐ค๐ ๐ฆ๐ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐๐ง๐ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐ซ๐๐ฌ๐ฉ๐๐๐ญ๐๐!ใ
Siwoo clicked his tongue at Pre and Benedict, who had become ‘Dumb and Dumber.’
“Have you taken care of all the gargoyles?”
“Yes, Master Si-joon and he did them all.”
“Shiny, shiny hair. Oppa is strong.”
“. . . Samae, at least call me senior in front of Master.”
“Oh, should I? Si-joon and this punk took care of them all, master.”
“. . . . . . .”
Siwoo chuckled and patted Lo-an’s shoulder.
About twenty gargoyles and one Flesh Golem.
It seemed excessive for the entrance of the dungeon, but it also seemed weak considering it was supposed to be ‘thoroughly searched.’
“Let’s go in for now. It’s a more interesting place than I thought.”
๐ท๐ท๐ท๐ท๐ท๐ท
The deeper they went into the dungeon, the darker and more humid it became.
Due to the nature of the subspace, it did not feel stuffy or closed in.
It just felt incredibly vast and immense.
When exploring a dungeon like this, it was essential to bring a Hunter who could map it out or a Hunter who was good at scouting, but there was no need to worry since Siwoo excelled at both abilities.
“But what was this used for? Was it some kind of temple?”
Kang Yeo-hwa asked, observing the repetitive interior structure.
“I think so. When a certain group gathers, there tends to be an object of worship. It’s difficult to understand all the carvings, but it seems to be about waiting for a god.”
Han Tae-chi listened to his explanation and nodded with admiration.
“Oh~~~ Their longing for the god they are waiting for seems immense! The scale is so large that it seems to be as big as a large castle in Germany! It can’t even be compared to a large church, right?”
As Benedict said, the walls were lined with reliefs that were difficult to understand from floor to ceiling, and the floor was littered with an incredible number of broken statues.
Considering the time it took them to walk from the entrance of the dungeon, it was almost impossible to count them all.
“And those lights on the ceiling, aren’t they incredibly expensive?”
“I want to have one too, Sister.”
Sion’s eyes sparkled as she pointed to the lights hanging from the high ceiling.
“Heavens! P-President! Is this a skull?”
At that moment, Han Tae-chi, who was looking around excitedly, gasped and reported to Siwoo.
“It is a skull. But it doesn’t look like human remains. . . Looking at the horns on its head, it seems to be a demon or a devil.”
Siwoo muttered as he observed the bone that Han Tae-chi had stepped on.
“Master. . . There seem to be many more skeletons over there.”
Lo-an narrowed his eyes and pointed to the dark area at the end of the corridor.
“Oh. My. God. Could there be a monster strong enough to handle dozens of demons at once? Grandmaster! What should I do?!”
ใ๐๐ฒ ๐๐ข๐ฌ๐๐ข๐ฉ๐ฅ๐! ๐ ๐ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐๐ข๐ซ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐จ๐ซ๐๐๐ซ! ๐๐จ๐ฎ ๐จ๐ง๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ง๐๐๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐จ๐ญ๐๐๐ญ ๐ฆ๐!ใ
“Yes! I understand!”
“. . . What’s different from the orders I’ve been given so far?”
Siwoo pressed his index finger hard on Pre’s tiny forehead, who had become brazen.
ใ๐๐๐ค! ๐๐ก๐๐ญ ๐ก๐ฎ๐ซ๐ญ๐ฌ! ๐๐จ๐ฎ ๐๐๐ซ๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ซ๐ข๐ค๐ ๐ฆ๐!ใ
“Be quiet. I will take the lead, and Benedict will follow me. Lo-an will be at the very end.”
“Yes~~ Benedict shall follow closely.”
“I understand, Master.”
Siwoo left their answers behind and walked into the dark corridor first.
Unlike the previous path, the width of the corridor narrowed, and the ceiling became much lower.
Of course, it was still wide enough for several people to pass through comfortably.
Siwoo walked forward, carefully examining the skeletons scattered everywhere.
ใ๐๐ก๐ ๐๐ญ๐ฆ๐จ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ก๐๐ซ๐ ๐ก๐๐ซ๐ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฏ๐๐ซ๐ฒ ๐ ๐จ๐จ๐! ๐๐ญ’๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐จ ๐๐จ๐ณ๐ฒ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ญ ๐ข๐ญ ๐ซ๐๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐ ๐จ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐ซ๐๐๐ฅ๐ ๐จ๐ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ก๐จ๐ฆ๐๐ญ๐จ๐ฐ๐ง!ใ
โHeehing!
Pre, riding on a tiny Pumirmir, who was the size of a palm, looked around and shouted with joy.
“If it’s that good, why don’t you live here for the rest of your life?”
ใ๐’๐ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ ๐ญ๐จ, ๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ข๐ ๐’๐ฆ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ซ๐, ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐ก๐๐๐ฉ ๐ซ๐ข๐๐ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐๐ ๐๐ง๐ ๐ฐ๐๐ง๐๐๐ซ ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐, ๐ฌ๐จ ๐’๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐๐ง๐๐ฎ๐ซ๐ ๐ข๐ญ!ใ
“Who am I going to pounce on?”
Tukwakakak!
At that moment, a gruesome iron skewer flew from the end of the corridor with a mechanical sound.
Siwoo had anticipated it and spread a magic shield in front of him.
“Master!!”
Kang Yeo-hwa exclaimed in shock.
The iron skewer, which had come faster than expected, shattered Siwoo’s shield and tried to pierce his body.
Turrrruung!!!
However, his right hand, wrapped in magic power, easily grabbed the blade of the iron skewer.
“The ones who react slowly are all dead?”
If not, a long, blunt object like this would have pierced through them and killed them in such a dark place.
Siwoo grabbed the blade of the iron skewer, tilted his shoulder back, and threw it forward with all his might.
Chuchuchuchuuuใ ก Kwaaaaaaaaaaang!!
The sound of friction tearing through the air continued, and then the sound of something shattering rang out.
“Let’s go.”
Siwoo dusted off his palms and started walking again.
“Uh. . . Master, are you not hurt anywhere?”
“Huh? Of course I am. If I were to get hurt by something like this, I would have to quit being a Hunter.”
“Is that so. . .?”
“Quit being a Hunter? Sister?”
Kang Yeo-hwa put her index finger to her lips and made a shushing sound as Sion asked in an innocent voice.
After walking for a while, a large pupil appeared.
It seemed to be a space that served as a hub leading to other passages rather than a gathering place where many people had gathered like a hall.
“The lighting is especially dark here. Han Tae-chi.”
“Yes, President, I will prepare it right away!”
Han Tae-chi began to rummage through his item bag to find the necessary equipment.
“This is a light bulb that reacts with magic! Inside, there is a circuit and a magic stone that converts magic into magic power!”
He continued to explain eagerly to Siwoo in an enthusiastic voice.
This was because he would be in trouble if Siwoo cut off his support because his inventions were considered useless.
“Now, let’s light the fire!”
When he infused it with magic power and lifted the item into the air, a soft light illuminated the surroundings.
“. . . Master.”
“Yes, I see it too.”
“Oh my God. . . Grandmaster, it seems like we have come to the Catacombs after all!”
The party observed their surroundings slowly with faces full of tension.
What they had thought was a cavity was a tomb of bones made up of tens of thousands of dead.
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