Hoarding in Hell Novel

"Xiaojie?"

Lee Ji-tae asked in disbelief.

She didn't ask how she was alive or why she disappeared. Already she showed by her actions.

She explained everything about Park Do-ryung, who was bleeding and dying.

"Are you trying to kill us?"

Xiao Jie answered with her bullet instead of her answer. Again the sniper flew in.

But Lee Ji-tae was also prepared for her sniper. He hurriedly shoved her Park Do-ryung into a crater that could be taken cover, and he diddged it.

"You're not the type of person to be hit by bullets."

Lee Ji-tae looked at the direction the voice was coming from. But his eyes were no longer dyed golden.

Park Do-ryeong was incapacitated and Kang Hyunmoo disappeared, ending her powers.

The flame of power cannot be burned indefinitely.

The longer you use it, the longer it takes to light it up again.

With the flame of power extinguished, Lee Ji-tae returned to a state where only an abstract feeling was possible.

"Why are you trying to kill us? Is it the Chinese government's check?"

"Chinese? Haha, even kidding."

Xiaojie laughed softly. This time a voice came from a different direction.

Lee Ji-tae recognized the direction in which his voice had changed and ran quickly. Her blue lightning bolts bounced around and crossed her mist.

Just as his thunderbolt was about to pierce the foe as his thunderbolts swept through the mist, he found a Chinese soldier in a wreckage.

Lee Ji-tae flinched and pulled out the sword.

“China, countries, clans, UN, Chrome, alliances… Why are you stuck with such an old and annoying fence. Lee Ji-tae of Korea.

The Chinese soldier could hardly have been alive, but he spoke with a clear voice in Xiaojie's voice.

Lee Ji-tae tried to kill him completely, as if disgusting. However, the moment Lee Ji-tae raised his sword, the Chinese soldier pressed the button he was holding in his hand.

Cremore, which had been hidden in her stomach, exploded with a roar. Lee Ji-tae barely managed to escape.

“I thought you were preparing your own future because you were chosen by a leading star.”

"Taeseong is the group that dominates Korea, so I thought Korea was your prepared kingdom."

"But it's disappointing that you're just playing like a dog."

Each voice came from a completely different place.

Lee Ji-tae heard Xiao Ji-e's voice and gave up tracking. Instead, he set his bacheon sword on the floor.

At the tip of Lee Ji-tae's fingertips, the sword was barely balanced and stood.

"Looking at you changed my mind that humans are trying to live a more comfortable life."

"Some people say, "Some people take troublesome things to be bothersome."

Lee Ji-tae placed the Pacheon sword from his fingertips. The sword slowly tilted and began to fall to one side.

The shattered sword fell with a sharp, shrill sound. In that direction stood the huge Ryugyong Hotel.

"What is that? Folk beliefs of Korean tradition?"

At that moment, Lee Ji-tae picked up a sword and rushed towards the Ryugyong Hotel as if fired.

The lightning that soared from the ground to the sky pierced the wall as it was. In an instant, the entire Ryugyong Hotel was dyed white with lightning and emitting light.The walls collapsed with a roar. In the dust cloud of the collapsing building, Xiaojie slowly opened her mouth.

"Your shooting skills are amazing. Korea's Lee Ji-tae."

***

The tip of Lee Ji-tae's sword was pointed directly at Xiaojie. However, his attack was blocked by five hunters.

All four-star hunters in China.

They were the 'strongs' of Xiaojie's team.

Xiaojier was sitting on the old sofa, looking at Lee Ji-tae casually.

“But if you have great shooting skills, you should have chosen to run away.”

“There is no such answer.”

First of all, Lee Ji-tae left a distance.

Looking around, Xiaojie seemed to have been waiting for a long time at the Ryugyong Hotel.

The strong men were vigilant around Lee Ji-tae.

Each one was not an easy opponent. The level of equipment was also excellent.

Considering that each player had one legendary piece of equipment and even the ultimate skill, there was little chance that Lee Ji-Tae would win.

As Xiaojier said, the direction he chose was not the right one.

“If it’s not the Chinese government… what is the purpose of doing this?”

“To make it more convenient.”

Xiaojier said, leaning on the sofa like a drowsy cat.

"I've been preparing for this for a long time. Longer than you think."

Lee Ji-tae seemed to point out something in Xiaojier's words.

An unbelievable conclusion, but the current situation was pointing to one truth.

Xiaojie, who insisted on entering Pyongyang first, thought she had been beaten, but was perfectly fine, Xiaojie's ability to create undead, and a new boss monster that understands strategy.

Lee Ji-tae said groaningly.

“Pyongyang’s final boss… was you?”

Xiaojie laughed softly.

"It's funny to say that he's the final boss. But, he's right. Pyongyang is my work."

Lee Ji-tae moaned slightly. Statistics about how many people died during the Baekdu Dungeon Flood came to his mind.

So many people have died that it is impossible to count them simply by numbers. But Xiao Jie was saying that he did it simply to 'comfort'.

"You said you caused the Baekdu Dungeon Flood?"

"Yes? Haha, no way. Lee Ji-tae from South Korea. How could I have prepared this by myself? Of course, I got help from the party. Of course, only a small minority of the top leaders, but the party thought my idea was funny. Those poor bastards simply went to North Korea. You must have thought that it was just a matter of setting up a puppet government that you could control to your own taste.”

But what Xiaozier was making was something entirely different. It was something of a new kind that had never appeared in human history.

“Of course, I was also checked, but in the end I came in and succeeded.”

"Then what is this war? What are those soldiers? Why did you bring in Chrome?"

"Why? Lee Ji-tae of Korea. Why did we need so many people?"

In Xiaojier's words, Lee Ji-tae could find a hint.

He thought that many soldiers were 'people' rather than 'troops', so she could easily find out her intentions.

What's the scariest thing about a zombie apocalypse?

Infectious? Fatality rate?

All boil down to one

number.

"Kill at least 100,000 people. We prepared a number higher than that just in case, so this time we can definitely achieve it."

10 million people.

Currently, the number of soldiers surrounding Pyongyang is close to 200,000 in the Chinese army alone, and the South Korean army is more than 80,000.

I don't know what Xiaojier was preparing, but she said she would kill at least a third of this number.

"Why are you doing that?"

"Why, why are you asking such a stupid question?"

Xiao Jie asked as if she genuinely did not understand.

"It's a quest. If the quest goal is out, shouldn't it be achieved?"

A proud smile spread across Xiaojier's face.

“By causing the Baekdu Dungeon Flood, I became a member of the Wailing Star. And this time, I received a quest to kill 100,000 people. I will complete this quest and become an apostle in the Wailing Star. You will find real peace."

Xiaojie looked down at the window.

Countless numbers of undead forces were gathering around the Ryugyeong Hotel.

"There are only a handful of undead that I can control. I control them with heads like Lich. Among the monsters, there are those who rebel against me. Stupid people, the same weeping star. Even though they belong to the family, but in a few days, they will come under my control."

Lee Ji-tae clenched his sword tightly.

"Do you think I'll just leave it alone?"

"No, I hope you don't let it go."

Xiaojie smiled and said.

"Because Kang Hyunmoo asked me to put your life on the line. That was Kang Hyunmoo's only ally."

Lee Ji-tae froze.

“… Kang Hyunmoo?”

"Yes. But if you attack me and have no choice but to kill me as a defense... that can't be helped, right? You're quite a coveted person."

Lee Ji-tae realized that this trap had been prepared for a very long time, and that it was dense.

If Kang Hyunmoo had turned around, he was no longer a prospect.

Xiaojier was about to stain Pyongyang with death once more.

Lee Ji-tae had to make a wise decision.

What he had to do was to warn Krom and the military by notifying him of this, rather than rushing to Xiaojier and dying in vain.

As Lee Ji-tae immediately turned and tried to run away, something grabbed his neck.

Ji-tae Lee, who was thrown to the floor in an instant, tried to use his ultimate, but screamed in pain as he hit his knee.

Lee Ji-tae's leg was broken like it was crushed.

A man in a strange mask stood in front of him.

He was dragging Do-ryeong Park, who looked like a dead body, in his other hand.

The man slowly took off his mask.

The face revealed under the mask was none other than Kang Hyunmoo.

Xiaojier said calmly."If there was even a slight chance of you interfering, would you have told Miju and all of them like this?"

***

"Hold on. If you don't want to die."

“Kang Hyunmoo, how are you…!”

"Didn't the leading star not have foreseen this kind of situation? The name is embarrassing, yes."

Lee Ji-tae bit her lip.

The foreknowledge of a forward star is not a way of showing a fixed future.

It is all about feeling the thousands or tens of thousands of future prospects and working hard for the best results among them.

And none of the futures that Lee Ji-tae saw were as chaotic as the foreknowledge of Kang Hyunmoo.

The future of choosing Kang Hyunmoo was like a gamble.

However, Kang Hyunmoo was essential to create the future Lee Ji-tae wanted.

As Lee Ji-tae tried to struggle again, Kang Hyunmoo whispered in his ear.

"It's not as bad as you think, so be quiet."

“……”

Lee Ji-tae bit his lip and quietly lowered his head.

I don't understand, but if what Xiaojier said was true, there was nothing he could do now.

Hyunmoo looked down at Lee Ji-tae, who had become calm, and thought.

'It's not omnipotent either.'

Hyunmoo has been keeping a close eye on Lee Ji-tae.

Because his ability to read the future could be a major threat to his plans.

But in Difficulty: Hell, Lee Ji-tae failed.

If the foreknowledge of the leading star was all-round, it would have been right that their families already ruled the world.

"Now we're slowly getting ready, Kang Hyunmoo of Korea."

Xiao Jie said as he straightened his body into a comfortable position. She turned her gaze to Lee Ji-tae and Park Do-ryung, who were lying down.

"What are you going to do with those two? If you're going to kill me anyway, I want you to give it to me. At least one of them."

"I didn't bring it to give you."

"Then what do you want to decorate and make stuffed with? Which one do you like better?"

Lee Ji-tae realized that Kang Hyunmoo was surrounded by Kang Hyunmoo.

Hyunmoo grinned as if conscious of it. A strange tension and silence lingered in the room.

Hyunmoo casually let the Kangxis surround him, his hands hanging down and beckoning to Xiao Jie.

"Take it if you are confident."

Xiaojie looked at him softly and smiled brightly.

"I'm not coveted enough to fight you."

Xiao Jie slowly wiped her seat and stood up.

As he pulled the curtains open, he caught a glimpse of the misty city of Pyongyang.

The innumerable crowds that once filled the city were now moving in processions of silent armies.

It was an army of weeping stars.

"Because with you, I have the confidence to achieve more than anyone else."

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