Return of the Frozen Player 422
Direction of Malice (2)
Ramadat stared at the man in front of him.
The smell was certain, and the energy felt was even more certain.
“Strange. There’s no way Junho would have left someone like you behind.”
If it was his ability, he would have tracked down and cleaned up to the last demon.
If so, all that was left was the Heavenly Demon and a few of the others.
“Could it be that the demons created a new demon?”
“Kuh, Khuchub.”
The man in the white suit covered his mouth and laughed, and Ramadat frowned.
“What are you splitting?”
“cleave… … ? What does that mean?”
“Why are you laughing? dirty dog smell
is a topic that exudes fullness.”
At Ramadat’s growl, the man smiled again.
“Ah, I can’t help but laugh at that. He puts the real thing in front of his eyes and says it looks similar to the counterfeit.”
“… … Is it genuine?”
It wasn’t to the extent that I couldn’t understand such a simple analogy.
Ramadat’s eyes narrowed.
“Does that mean you are a demon?”
“nice to see you. This is George, a mid-level demon.”
Ramadat was also the first to see demons.
Probably, none of his friends have had this experience.
So a question arose.
“Why is the demon wandering around in a place like this?”
“Big, big, big! How stupid is this?”
After wiping the water from his eyes, Georges continued.
“Your friends have all noticed, but you have a very bad brain.”
“Don’t go round and round, speak so I can understand. If you don’t want to be beaten.”
“In short, it means that we, the demons, designed this entire floor.”
“… “what?”
“It was quite eventful. It was difficult to intervene in the system itself. Even the security of the damn elevator couldn’t be penetrated to the end, so I had no choice but to invite you in a cumbersome way.”
“… “stairs?”
“you’re right. You can easily recruit more players just by breaking through the elevator security.
I could have dealt with it.”
Georges vomited deep regret.
“hmm. Is the reason you say such things in front of me, like a confession before you die?”
“Variously.”
Georges grinned.
There was a glimmer of life in his reddened eyes.
“It’s going to die soon, maybe a gift for an old relic?”
“There were rumors about it.”
The red demonic energy formed on Georges’ fists so clearly that they looked like gloves.
“A rumor?”
“yes.”
Ramadat turned his head at the sound he heard from his left.
Quadruped!
Georges’s fist, driven right into his side, shattered all of his ribs.
“It is said to be the best punching bag that will never break until I get tired of it.
I’m throwing it.”
“It seems that the rumors have been distorted.”
Ramadat’s voice was calm, even though his side was torn, and his organs and bones were clearly visible.
At the same time, all wounds regenerated and his body returned intact.
“… … It seems to regenerate faster than I saw in the report.”
Jourges muttered in a shaky voice.
The playback speed was much faster than expected.
According to the Mine Association’s report, that level of wounds needed at least 10 seconds to regenerate.
“I will ask first. When was the last time you got that report?”
“It’s the last time I received it before the Mine Association collapsed, so it’s been less than a year.”
“Really, was the report really only about punching bags?”
“What more do I need?”
“… … is it.”
Ramadat showed his teeth and laughed.
“I said you were a mid-level demon.”
“Is that so?”
“Then there must be people stronger than you.”
“There are high-level demons and the highest-level demons, and from the highest-level demons, they have the right to challenge the demon realm nobility.”
“It’s fun. How strong must they be?”
Georges frowned.
‘What did this human believe in and be so calm?’
It is so slow and weak that it cannot even respond to its own attacks.
But why is he so happy to hear that there are many people stronger than himself?
“I’ll tell you, you won’t even be able to meet the nobles, let alone the high-ranking demons.”
Because I will die right here.
“Well, I think a little differently.”
Uduk, Uduk.
Ramadat slowly began to turn his head.
“I think I’ve heard everything that I can roughly hear, so let’s talk about it now.”
“Keuk whoop
Georges laughed at him.
‘I know he’s nothing special except for his stamina regeneration, but why is he so full of confidence?’
In an instant, he moved behind Ramadat and thrust his fist into the plain sight of his neck.
Wooded Deuk!
As his neck snapped, Ramadat’s head plummeted down.
“Do you understand the situation now?”
Georges, who turned round and put his head in front of him, hesitated.
‘You crazy man, why are you laughing?’
heh heh heh heh
Bewitched by an inexplicable laugh, Ramadat hit his own neck bone.
Then he stared at Georges.
“You are fast.”
“You say that? If you put your mind to it, I can keep you from even looking at my shadow.”
“is it. Then I must do it properly.”
Ramadat smirked and started jumping in place.
It was like a boxer taking steps, or a dancer warming up.
Georges asked blankly.
“Suddenly dancing. Are you crazy, human?”
“I am fine. Oh, I’m going crazy with excitement.”
Ramadart asked.
“Ask me again. Was there really nothing else to say about the punching bag in the report?”
“Another story… … ?”
I did.
However, there was no report submitted by the Mine Association in recent years.
‘On the contrary, 27 years ago, in the report left by the Mine Association of the past, there was one more note written on it.’
Remembering that sentence, Georges smiled.
‘This bastard is the second coming of Shiva? Crazy bastards.’
Shiva, along with Brahma and Vishnu, is the actual ‘transcendental being’ who is called the three main gods of Hinduism.
That’s why Georges cursed the moment he read that sentence.
‘No matter how great it looks in their eyes, it is. Shiva looks like an X.’
He is a transcendent person worthy of the title of God of Destruction.
Compared to a single human, he was far too strong.
“Before I became a player, I was living in Varanasi.”
Ramadart opened his mouth.
In the meantime, his body was moving up and down plumply.
“Varanasi, a city so beautiful that it was called the City of Light in the past.”
“… … You talk more than you look. Or are you afraid to fight?”
Ramadat smirked.
“It has been a city of pilgrims worshiping Lord Shiva since ancient times.”
plump, plump.
Georges frowned.
‘What’s the beat?’
perfect beat.
It was a dizzying movement that momentarily took away his timing.
‘Is it enough to shake my sense of balance with a simple movement?’
Sensing something strange, Georges jumped out like a thunderbolt.
It was to stop the opponent’s movement.
“… … It seems that walking the path of an ascetic there from a young age has been of great help to me.”
It was the first time I used this ‘ability’ after returning.
“Because I was able to learn Tandav.”
Shiva’s favorite dance, Zoom of Destruction.
Also known as the dance of death, this dance continues to be handed down among pilgrims in Varanasi.
However, Ramadat was the only one who did not stop at a simple dance and developed it into a ‘ability’.
“Jjong-al-jjong-al, there is a lot of talk about the punching bag!”
No words of honor came out of Georges’ mouth, who was in a hurry.
A fist covered in red river air was fired at Ramadat’s face.
“Yeah, you’re fast.”
The moment Ramadat smirked.
Aaaaaang!
His body moved as fast as a lie and he thrust his fist into Georges’s stomach.
As it was, Georges, who was doomed to the opposite octagon fence, let out a gasping breath.
“Cuck, heck! Kueup… …
He looked at Ramadat in disbelief.
Because your opponent catches up to you?
Are you stronger than you think?
Not all.
“Me, me, that madman.”
Like a mid-level demon, he immediately recognized the secret of the Tandav used by Ramadat.
“What a crazy bastard! That is not a technology permitted to humans!”
“Know.”
Ramadat, who was lying on the floor, got up with a heavy breath.
As he said, this dance that Shiva, the transcendent, likes to use, was originally intended for humans.
is not allowed
“crazy… … bloke.”
Georges’s eyes twinkled.
That idiot in front of me, every time I use Tandav, the ‘whole body’ is destroyed.
This meant that bones, as well as muscles and cells all die once and then disappear.
In other words, a skill that requires you to suffer the pain of death every time you use it.
“For a human subject, are you going to put up with that pain?”
“It’s not just patience. Shiva is not just a god of destruction.
Shiva’s beliefs are simple, yet simple.
– Destruction is only a step towards new creation.
It was the same with his attendant, Ramadat.
“My body may be destroyed, but it is recreated. It is because of that confidence that we can endure it.”
“Crazy man, really crazy man. Dog madman’.”
Every time you use a skill, the pain of falling to the bottom of hell will come.
While enduring that pain, in return, use ‘God’s technology’?
Georges shook his head slowly.
‘It doesn’t make sense for a mediocre human to learn the art of a god alone. This… … Only after Shiva himself didn’t inherit my abilities.’
Georges swallowed his saliva, and his head began to spin rapidly.
If that’s really Tandav, then no matter how minor the copy version is, you can’t beat him.
‘..No, no.’
At that moment, something came to mind.
If he could continue to use that skill, he wouldn’t have let out a shambles against the Frost Queen on the first floor.
Georges got his inspiration there.
‘There is a limit to the number of times Tandav can be used.’
His eyes lit up, and he stood up spitting out bloody sputum.
“I was honestly surprised.”
I never dreamed that a mediocre human would fight on an equal footing with a mid-level demon.
all.
However, if it was only a temporary power, there was no reason to be afraid.
“Once, see how many more times you can perform that dance.”
Georges with a grin rushed at Ramadat.
According to his calculations, ‘second regeneration (S)’ is only three times.
It was possible to implement the dance of Tandav three times.
Quadd Deuk!
Ramadat, who once again flew Georges, also fell to the ground.
As soon as the two of them got up, Georges attacked like a zombie.
The face of Ramadat, who uses Tandav, was distorted like a sheet of paper.
Whoops!
He could feel his organs torn and destroyed, but Georges laughed like a madman.
“Keuheuh, Kihehe.”
confident of his victory.
Looking at Ramadat’s rotten face, I couldn’t help but think that way.
“You, three is the limit, right?”
Certainly super regeneration is a nice ability.
However, Tandabra will not be able to fully withstand the ‘skill of God’.
. …..
Ramadat, who had been silent for a long time, slowly opened his mouth.
“Did you feel like this?”
“what?”
“Like Junho, mean and manly
Fighting against others is fun in its own way.”
It seems that the rotten expression from a while ago was a lie.
After laughing, Ramadat’s body started to go off-beat once again.
“Hey, if you go to hell, add a new one to the report. Ramadat Kali’s super regeneration has been rated EX since the 5th floor.”
Hearing this, Georges reached out with a puzzled expression.
“What, what? Now wait! i just
I’m going to leave like this…
“Destruction. I do not spare the evil in front of me.”
The fist of Ramadat, who had jumped over space and approached, was thrust into Georges’ stomach.
Aaaaaaaaaagh!
With the sound of popping balloons, Georges’ body actually exploded like a balloon.
“Lord Ramadat! Is there a problem!”
“I came down after receiving a report of a fierce fight!”
One step late to the underground octagon
The quiet moon guild members who came down asked while being wary of their surroundings.
Kim Woo-joong asked after checking the spectators with mesmerized expressions.
“What the hell happened?”
“Ah, what. just.”
Woodeuk, Woodeuk.
At this, Ramadat, who turned his neck as usual, smiled.
“I hit a dog.”
