𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟔𝟒: 𝐂𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐛𝐬 1
Catacombs, a Latin word meaning “among tombs.”
The underground catacombs of Rome or Paris are the most famous, and they can also be found in dungeons, towers, and gates.
However, even Siwoo was seeing catacombs of this size for the first time.
The number of skeletons he encountered in a single space was probably the most he had ever seen.
“Grandmaster!! Some of the skeletons are in coffins! Ugh~ It’s creepy!”
Benedict pointed to one side with a disgusted expression.
Indeed, as he said, hundreds of skeletons were placed in coffins, fully intact.
“They don’t all look like demons. But they don’t look like human bones either.”
Siwoo, who had approached the closest one, expressed his doubts as he observed the displayed bones.
【𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐛𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬!】
“I didn’t ask you. Is there anything you know besides what you eat?”
【𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐩 𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐞, 𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞! 𝐏𝐮𝐦𝐢𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐫, 𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐩 𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐞!】
━Hing!
The tiny Pumirmir raised its front paws and grumbled, then sat on Siwoo’s shoulder and nibbled at his earlobe.
【𝐃𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐮𝐬!】
“Hey. . . I’ve never ignored Pumirmir, okay? And stop it, it tickles.”
Siwoo stroked Pumirmir’s back with his finger to dissuade it, and Pumirmir began to nibble on Siwoo’s finger instead.
At that moment, Kang Yeo-hwa, who had been looking around, raised her hand as if she had discovered something.
“Master, the skeleton sitting on that wall looks like the master of the catacombs.”
Siwoo turned his gaze in that direction.
A skeleton with a haughty posture, sitting on a throne made of swords, with a crown tilted on its head.
The robe reminiscent of a priest’s cassock was half-decayed and rotten, and the crown and scepter in its hands had lost their former luster and were shrouded in murky darkness.
“The clothes give me more of a priest or bishop vibe than a king.”
Lo-an agreed with Han Tae-chi’s words.
“That’s right! Or perhaps it was a theocratic society.”
“I had a similar thought. Or. . . depending on the circumstances, the bishop may have acted as a kind of regent.”
Well, that didn’t really matter.
There was a different problem.
“Should we all prepare for battle?”
“Why, why, President! Have you found a monster?!”
“Haven’t you been seeing it the whole time, the monster.”
Siwoo opened his dantian and said, drawing out a handful of mana.
“Hmm~~~ I had a feeling it was strong from the moment we entered. Grandmaster, I will definitely protect you!”
“Hyung. . . I wish I hadn’t come in if I had known this.”
“Si-joon, when has master training ever been easy?”
“Oppa, you’re being mean.”
“. . .You should prepare yourself too.”
Creak, creak.
The skeleton sitting on the throne staggered to its feet.
In its sluggish movements, there was an indescribable majesty.
As the skeleton slowly raised its head, its empty eye sockets began to glow with a crimson light.
『I. . . am the master of this resting place. . . those who disturb my slumber. . . shall die. . .』
A raspy voice echoed through the catacombs, shaking the entire space.
It was just speaking, but the sheer depth of its demonic energy and the overwhelming aura of its wrath washed over the group.
Thud, thud, thud. . .
The tattered robes mingled with the pitch-black demonic energy and transformed into a jet-black robe that enveloped the skeleton’s body.
『My name is. . . I am the one who guarded the resting place. . . by the king’s orders. . .』
A surge of intense energy poured from the skeleton into its scepter, emitting an immense power.
『I am a lich. . . undead, rise. . .』
With the lich’s command, the surge of energy swept through the catacombs like a massive storm.
The moment the surging demonic energy permeated the hundreds of skeletons,
━Kyaaaaaaaaaaaak!!
━Kiiiiiiiiiiik!!
━Goooooooooooooooo!
Their eye sockets flashed with a blue light, and a chorus of terrifying screams erupted.
The hundreds of skeletons that had been sleeping in their coffins rose to their feet and charged towards Siwoo’s group, each carrying the weapons they had in their hands.
Thud, thud, thud.
Then, the skeletons adorning the walls randomly merged together, creating three bone golems.
“Han Tae-chi, prepare the items! Lo-an, Benedict, Sion, work together! Yeo-hwa and Si-joon, do as you see fit!”
“Huh. . . Hyung?!”
“What are you doing! Master said to do as you see fit! Hurry up and fight with your fists!”
“Wait a minute, Sister!”
The group dispersed at Siwoo’s command.
“Pre, stop playing around and prepare your skills. I’m going to use the bracelet for a change.”
【𝐆𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐭! 𝐏𝐮𝐦𝐢𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐫, 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟!】
━Hing!
Siwoo infused the ‘Takemikazuchi’ bracelet he had received from Seigen with mana.
The bracelet emitted a crackling sound, and soon, electrified mana spread throughout Siwoo’s body.
“I’ll do it in one go.”
Siwoo’s figure disappeared, and a beam of light shot out like a missile towards the area where the skeleton army was most densely packed.
Kwakakakakakaka!!!!!!
The bolts of lightning that shot out in all directions struck the skeletons and shattered them on contact.
Although the undead summoned by the lich’s command could rise again after suffering physical destruction, they were unable to withstand the powerful mana or the physical force that made resurrection impossible.
Siwoo’s attacks spared them neither in terms of mana nor physical strength.
Kyaaaaaaaaaaaang!!
Every time Balmung cut through the space, a deafening burst of light instantly incinerated dozens of skeletons.
As if that alone were not enough, Siwoo used ‘Takemikazuchi’ to electrocute the pile of bones that were crumbling and rolling around.
With a single attack, the lich’s summoned forces were wiped out in droves, and the lich’s voice filled with rage was heard once more.
『Who are you. . . what is your identity. . . how dare you harm my legions. . .』
The red light flickering in its eye sockets glinted as if it would devour Siwoo.
Siwoo met its gaze head-on and curled one side of his lips into a smile.
“If you’re pissed, come and fight me yourself.”
『You. . . damn you. . . with my own hands. . .!!』
The murderous intent that surged from the undead was unbelievable.
Siwoo’s group, who had faced S-rank gates more than once, could sense that the level of aura emanating from the lich was by no means low.
At the very least, it was on par with the Lycanthrope Lord.
“Han Tae-chi, are the items ready?”
“Yes, here they are!”
Han Tae-chi ran to Siwoo’s call and handed him the items.
“I’ll experiment without any hesitation since I’m already in a dungeon.”
Siwoo chuckled and charged towards the lich.
🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷
“I feel a bit empty now that my older brother is gone.”
Sansar widened her eyes at Uljibataar’s words.
“Chief, who would’ve guessed you could feel such emotions?”
“How do you view me, exactly?”
“Hmm. . . Like a robot without feelings or thoughts? No, that’s too much like a robot. More like a wooden doll?”
“. . .It seems that you don’t see me as a human being after all.”
“Oops! Chief, are you human?”
“. . .It seems that I need to tighten the discipline of the entire tribe.”
Sansar chuckled and slowly drove the camel.
They were crossing the Gobi Desert.
After Siwoo left, Uljibataar and Sansar were given a kind of diplomatic mission to act as a bridge between Mongolia and 〈Sult Ordd〉.
Having been cut off from other countries for a very long time, the underground city was in great need of supplies such as food and medical supplies, and President Gantulga promised active support in that regard.
Of course, the price for this was the maintenance of peace and order in the Gobi Desert and the maintenance of friendly relations with Mongolia.
‘𝘐𝘵’𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘵𝘰 𝘔𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘢. 𝘙𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘨𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵, 𝘪𝘵’𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘸𝘦’𝘷𝘦 𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘢 𝘱𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘳𝘶𝘯. 𝘐𝘵’𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘪𝘯 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘧-𝘥𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘯.’
Uljibataar looked up at the sky, worried about his country’s future.
They had left in the morning, but the sunset was already approaching.
“Chief, just how strong is oppa?”
“Well. . . I don’t know. I don’t dare measure my older brother’s strength. He seems to be stronger than Namir-nim or a mid-level demon at the very least.”
He had used such violence and intimidation against the demon, a member of the Demon King’s retinue.
If he had not been harmed in the slightest, Siwoo’s strength must be even greater.
“Isn’t Namir-nim also very strong? Can’t you beat her either, Chief?”
“She’s the world’s third-ranked high-ranker, so it’s natural that I can’t beat her.”
“I see. Then Oppa must be really strong!”
Of course, she had not seen Namir fight in person, but Uljibataar could tell that his own abilities were far below hers.
‘𝘐𝘧 𝘸𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥-𝘰𝘯, 𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯’𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘧𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘦.’
Sansar yawned and lay down on the camel.
“Chief, tell me when we arrive.”
“You might fall off the camel and not even notice it.”
“It’s okay. Chief will come looking for me again.”
“Why would I?”
Uljibataar looked at her with a bewildered expression, but suddenly, a terrifying aura could be felt from far away.
Sansar, who had been lying on the camel, sat up straight, and Uljibataar also raised his aura and glared at the approaching figure.
“Oh my~ You’ve noticed us.”
A small, squinting man smiled at them.
Next to him were a man as large as Uljibataar and a small woman.
“This desert is not open to anyone. State your identity.”
“Oh dear~ We have permission from China to enter the desert.”
“This area is now Mongolian territory. If you entered unknowingly, we will forgive you, so head east.”
“Ahahaha~ But the person we’re trying to meet is near here.”
Kaise spoke to them, his squinting eyes gleaming.
“Are you perhaps related to the hunter Min Siwoo?”
Uljibataar and Sansar immediately flared their mana upon hearing the question.
“He is my older brother. Why do you ask?”
“Oh my~ Would you happen to have any information about that brat? If so, it would be nice to know his weaknesses. Oh, we’re going to kill him, so you don’t have to worry about the aftermath.”
“How dare you. . .!! Insult my older brother in front of me!!”
Uljibataar expressed his anger, his neck flushed.
Not only had he saved his life, but he had also saved Mongolia from a crisis. He was a hero among heroes.
As a Mongolian warrior, it was something he could not tolerate.
“Brother Kaise. I’ll take it from here.”
“Oh my~ Mr. Laban. It seems that you would be better at this than me.”
“Arumu, you take care of that woman. I’ll take care of the big guy.”
Laban, who was excited for a battle for the first time in a while, said with gleaming eyes.
“Take it easy, Laban. Even if you kill him, listen to all the information before you do it.”
“The only one who can order me is Brother Kaise!”
An explosive surge of mana erupted from Laban’s body, and his body shot forward.
“Sansar!! Be careful!”
Uljibataar drew his crescent blade and infused it with mana, meeting the man’s attack head-on.
Kwakakakakakakak!!
The surrounding sand dunes were destroyed, and an enormous shockwave engulfed the area.
“Hahahahahaha! Not bad, big guy!”
“Ugh! Where did this monster come from!!”
“Chief! I’ll help!”
Sansar’s bowstring was pulled back, and arrows flew towards Laban with the speed of light.
Whizzing—
However, the arrows that were flying lost their direction and stopped in mid-air, spinning around and around.
“W-What?!”
“Your opponent is me.”
Arumu took out a long whip and kicked off the ground with an expressionless face.
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