Hoarding in Hell Novel

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Hyunmoo was bewildered by the sudden appearance of the ordeal.

There was still a long way to go before the regular quest could begin. However, regardless of the timing, not only did the quest appear, but it immediately started as an ordeal.

up to the curse.

"Butler!"

Lenian pulled Hyunmoo's hair and pointed to one side.

A skeleton soldier stood up from the bottom of the hill.

Just like sprouts sprouting from the plains that greeted spring, countless undead began to break through the fields and sprout.

Death spread by pretending to be birth.

The appearance of the undead was only the beginning. Over the horizon, strange monsters were appearing.

Hyunmoo could only now realize the purpose of the quest to become 'the last victor'.

He himself has to fight those monsters.

Hyunmoo had a hunch that this might be the last step in completing the ride.

It wasn't a coincidence that he shoved his weapons into Tom and skimmed through the origins. And to Verde.

Hyunmoo felt Lenian hanging tightly behind his neck.

Now, there is nowhere for Lenian to escape. He had an intuition for battle, but hanging from his neck means that there is no safe place other than that.

There was nowhere to hide on this hill.

"Lenian..."

"Butler."

Lenian whispered firmly behind Hyunmoo's back.

“Sweep it away.”

Hyunmoo took a deep breath, stroking Lenny Ahn's head as it hung behind his neck.

"Hold on a little bit."

Hyunmoo vigorously pulled out the tom that had been stuck on the hill.

***

Shut up, poop.

The skull soldier's head was shattered with a dull sound.

The gigantic orc soldiers swung their clubs at random and knocked down the skeleton soldiers.

Without armor, the skeletons made up of just soft bones, biting the flesh of the orcs, but they collapsed without a hitch.

As the orc tried to smash the skeletons again, something swallowed his shoulder. The orc felt his shoulders lighten with a popping sound.

The ghoul was chewing on his arm, holding it and chewing it. The sound of bones and muscles breaking was terrifying.

The orc let out a scream and ran towards his ghoul.

It looked like he could put it back together if he took it away before he ate more of his arm. But the other ghouls ran towards him greedily. The limbs were cut off and scattered by different guys.

The ghoul, who had the most coveted thighs, hurried to another place.

It was in order not to be taken away by the wrong person. The strong smell of blood wafted out of her appetite.

Then, with a thump, I could feel the heat in front of me.

The moment the ghoul raised his head, a heavy hammer struck him in the head. The ghoul's head fell down to his groin in an instant.It staggered in a strange way and then collapsed. He didn't let go of his thighs until the very end.

After finishing the ghoul with a single hammer, the iron blood fighter set out in search of the next prey. Every time he took a step, scorched footprints appeared on the ground, and the heat rising from his armor made the monsters scream and retreat.

The smell of fear and strife delighted him.

The opponent was pretty good. The endless conquest and fighting made his burning heart even hotter like a furnace.

A sharp scream was heard from somewhere.

The moment he passed by, it was a terrifying scream, enough to cool the fire inside his body.

A girl crouching on her floor was sobbing as her shroud was wrapped around her body. The monsters around her were dead with a dark complexion.

The iron-blood rushed to put an end to the girl. Just before the hammer crushed the girl, the girl let out another screaming roar at the iron-blooded woman.

At that moment, the blazing heart of the iron blood disease was extinguished in an instant. As the blackened heart turned into a simple piece of iron, a group of skeletons approached and dismantled the hardened iron-blood disease at once.

Shut up, poop.

The skull soldier's head was shattered with a dull sound.

The giant orc soldier felt the heat of the scorching midday sun as he defeated the skeleton soldier.

he was tired The club was heavy.

Why do I have to be doing this? In the middle of the battlefield, a thought that one in a million might do crosses an orc.

The orc unwittingly dropped the club. He didn't even know when the hell he had been doing this.

hundred years? thousand years? It was so good that I wanted to give it all up.

The presence of orcs in the middle of the battlefield was a surprise that only came once every few decades. It was a sprout that might bring about change.

At that moment, a white blade pierced the orc's throat. Red blood stained the blade.

The blade was pulled out quickly, and I wandered around looking for another target again.

The orc slowly collapsed. Minor anomalies disappeared as if they did not exist from the beginning.

"next next!"

Hyunmoo furiously moved his tom and slashed down the enemy. No one was on Hyunmoo's side on this battlefield. It was impossible to even summon a family member.

Fortunately, the whole battlefield was nothing more than a chaos.

He was only reluctant to face swords on the same side, but never formed a squad or strategized.

It was just a fight to the death and death in chaos. If it's a mistake, there's no chance that even your side will stab each other.

Hyunmoo did not stand out in it. He just looked like one of those monsters running rampant for slaughter.

"Aaaaah!"

Hyunmoo screamed and ran towards the skeleton soldier.

The skull soldier's head was cut off, but he was stabbed in the back by a spear that came in from behind.

In an instant, the spear blade pierced the lungs and protruded to the other side, but Hyunmoo let out a ferocious scream and cut off the orc's arm that had stabbed his lungs.

His wounds were still there, but his blood stopped flowing a little.

He was a wound that should have died otherwise. But Hyunmoo didn't die.

Hyunmoo gave a gleeful laugh, pulled out his spear and threw it at the other running ghouls.

Hyunmoo let out a wild roar. At the fierce roar, the monsters retreated.

Hyunmoo rushed back again.

***

Shut up, poop.

The skull soldier's head was shattered with a dull sound. Hyunmoo wielded his tom at random and knocked down the skeleton soldiers.

Skeletons made of just soft bones without armor bit Hyunmoo's flesh, but they collapsed without a pulse.

Hyunmoo, who was about to run towards the other monster, was covered in bone dust from a pile of stuffy skeletons.

His head throbbed as he vomited out a cough. Then, in the hot midday sun, Hyunmoo felt his head go far away.

'Wait, how long have you been doing this?'

The sun never set during the fight.

I couldn't sleep, and I wasn't hungry. So Hyunmoo thought a few hours had passed, but he didn't think for a second.

For the moment he remembered, a few days had passed.

Realizing that fact, Hyunmoo looked around the battlefield with his eyes lost in focus.

He hadn't changed at all.

The battlefield was still a chaos, and all kinds of monsters were fighting fiercely.

Hyunmoo looked down at his body. If there was a difference, it was Hyunmoo's body.

His body would have been better called a mop mate than his body.

Or is it the undead?

His flesh was torn off, and his stinky intestines were pulled out. His bony-exposed fingers moved with a rattling sound.

His blood vessels were discolored black as if it had been a long time since all the blood in his body had drained. Nevertheless, Hyunmoo did not die.

Hyunmoo momentarily lost his leg strength and nearly collapsed.

But he did not fall.

As if the earth were pushing him away, he made him stand up.

As the earth rejects Hyunmoo.

Hyunmoo recalled the curse he had been bestowed upon him.

[Curse: Immortality]

[The earth rejects you as long as the curse persists.]

The war never ends. I don't see a way to win. You can't end it with death.

Hyunmoo realized that he was trapped in this eternal battlefield.

'You want to be the last victor?'

Enemies enough to fill the horizon are constantly coming in without a break.

But how do you become a winner? Cursed of immortality, wouldn't it be possible?

Hyunmoo remembered. He knew that he had cut a particularly tired-faced orc nineteen times, nine times the iron-blooded bottle engraved with a black wooden pattern on his left back, and countless other identical faces.

This is a battlefield that repeats forever.

'I have to find a way somehow.'

Hyunmoo realized at that moment that he had already thought of this. Hyunmoo had already tried dozens of times.

He unleashed his venom, causing him to inflict plagues, running battle helpers to full capacity and rampaging like crazy.

He even tried to create his own power through domination. But from that moment on, he was wielding a ride alone.

Hyunmoo felt beaten in the back of his head.

"Lenian?"

Hyunmoo looked at the back of his neck. In a situation where his whole body was bruised, there was no way he could safely say that he was a Lenian. There was nothing behind his neck.

Hyunmoo felt his spine tingle for a moment. When did you break up with Lenian? Where did Lenian go?

I was already on the verge of losing my mind. If Lenny Ahn disappeared from here, Hyunmoo didn't know if he would be able to maintain his consciousness.Hyunmoo tried to shout Lenian again.

"Re……."

"Butler!"

Hyunmoo hiccuped and stopped what he was about to say. He could hear Lenian's voice, but it was none other than in his throat.

Hyunmoo thought he had eaten Lenny Ahn without realizing it, but he found Lenny Ahn sticking his head out under his split ribs.

Seeing the way he rubbed his eyes, I thought he was even taking a nap.

"What's going on?"

"……never mind."

Hyunmoo was a little jovial as he saw Lenian coming out of his stomach. Thanks to him, he was able to calm his mind a little.

He had to somehow maintain this state. He could feel that if he went back into battle he would repeat these days and days again.

'How the hell am I supposed to win?'

As his memories returned a bit, Hyunmoo felt there was no way.

There was no way to win and no way to lose. He can't give up and go back. But his body was getting worn out.

He was sure to roam the battlefield at this rate, with only bones left forever.

'If I could even level up... … .'

At that moment, I felt a sense of discomfort.

The level was the same.

Even though he caught a lot of monsters like that, the message that he had leveled up never came to mind.

Hyunmoo also checked the status of other monsters.

nothing came to mind

Hyunmoo realized the moment he was in what situation he was in.

This is not reality. It's a hallucination.

He will probably be imprisoned with his head decapitated in front of him.

He wonders if even a second has passed since that moment.

Hyunmoo was only caught up in that brief moment forever.

In the past, in the hallucination of a moment when the three stars began to bet.

Hyunmoo recalled that this bet was a thing of the past.

If so, the winner will already be decided. But Hyunmoo's presence was preventing that victory.

Then it was clear what Hyunmoo had to do here.

"To decide who won."

Who was the ultimate victor?

Who would win this bet?

The starving star, Yogulem, said that he had never been defeated.

If so, who were the other two stars participating in the bet?

Looking at the nicknames Aldi Maharo called, we could guess that the conquering star, Ardan and the weeping star, and Werd were the two stars.

It also fits the theme of monsters such as war, hunger, and death.

So who won the war or death?

The answer was simple.

War precedes, death follows.

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