Hoarding in Hell Novel

"Oh, don't be too nervous. It's not as terrible as you think."

Ivanov looked around leisurely, with a relaxed attitude throughout.

Kawaro, drooping with his neck caught, was handed over to the giant armored giant behind him.

It seemed that he had no power whatsoever.

Hyunmoo recognized the giant's identity.

It was Rampel, the apostle of the conquering stars, who he had killed with his own hands.

The scarlet-colored armor that had been scorching hot was now cooling down and taking on a bluish color.

But the hole Hyunmoo had drilled in his heart was still there.

It was a coincidence that Hyunmoo was able to take down Lampel.

Lampel was the first apostle to encounter Ivanov.

He fought Ivanov heroically and played, but was eventually fatally wounded and the decision was made to 'retreat strategically'.

Hyunmoo just picked it up and ate it with the other damned ones.

Of course, a lot of the damned died there.

'I can't see No. 2'.

Seeing that the level did not rise, it did not look like he was dead.

Number 2 is now the last accursed surviving one.

It would be possible to achieve 100% of the achievement of fully collecting experience points only if he died, but it seemed that there was no time to go after him now.

"Did you do this on your own, young man?"

Ivanov's face, with nothing but a white skull without a single flesh, appeared as if he had a big smile on his face.

It felt bizarre again that the skeleton is basically a smiling face.

"It's amazing. I'm sure you'll achieve something like this without putting a single star behind it."

"I didn't do it alone."

There were Kirson and Ha-hyeon, and the Whispering Star, Montstril, also helped him.

It would have been impossible if the stars hadn't been grinding each other out as they hit each other.

But Ivanov shook his head.

“It is your ability that has created such cooperation and conflict. Becoming a member of a star is a kind of shortcut.

Hyunmoo heard something, so many things moving beyond the darkness.

The temperature of the water tank seemed to have dropped more than 5 degrees from before. Breath slowly leaked out of his mouth.

"I think I know how hard and how desperately you fought. So I'm even more sorry that I'm late. I'm trying to make all this useless."

countless footsteps.

It was like the sound of waves crashing against each other.

I could feel countless beings constantly moving beyond that darkness.

Ha-hyun pulled Hyunmoo's sleeve from behind.

Her complexion was pale.

“Hyunmoo, over there……”

"Know."

Hyunmoo answered briefly. knew what it was.

Beyond that lies as many deaths as grains of sand.

The countless lives that had died in this shelter up to this point, including Hyunmoo's monsters, and even the families of other stars were now subject to the new star.

Even the apostle Lampel.

Hahyun was overly nervous compared to Hyunmoo.

Because she knew exactly the size of the army of the dead.

In her sense, Hyunmoo would be like a ferry in the middle of a huge sea.Even the apostles in good condition.

It would be natural to shiver.

Ivanov was also accustomed to such a reaction.

Even if you belong to a family that worships a powerful star, you can't help but be cautious in the face of the forces of the dead.

But Hyunmoo was strangely unresponsive. It is not a bold measure, nor is it courageous.

It just doesn't have any other excitement.

"Hey, you've got a pretty bold heart."

"Because I've seen something similar before. It's a little less compared to back then."

The armies of the Wailing Star attacked the Fallen Empire.

The sight of an enormous number of undead soldiers rushing toward the castle to such an extent that the horizon seemed to shake was a spectacular sight that was hard to see.

However, Hyunmoo saw the masses of countless dead men being annihilated, and took advantage of the opportunity to infiltrate the castle. Compared to that huge number, this was only a handful.

"That's right. Even so, he's a pretty funny friend. It's no wonder the stars are interested in him after a long time."

Ivanov took one step closer. Hyunmoo took a deep breath of his and prepared to fight.

But instead of starting a fight, Ivanov tapped his feet into the pools of his blood that had soaked his floor.

He murmured as if he knew how and whose blood flowed beneath this sea of ​​blood.

"Awesome madness. Can a human do this? No, is it necessary to do it this way?"

"Isn't there any way not to do it?"

I don't know what Ivanov was surprised by, but there was something else that surprised Hyunmoo's gaze.

"In my eyes, even when the world is like this, you guys who fight because they're good are more insane."

At Hyunmoo's answer, Ivanov seemed to laugh or seemed interested.

Anyway, he didn't seem angry.

Ivanov was about to say something to him before suddenly turning his head.

As if someone was there.

Hyunmoo looked in that direction, but there was nothing but empty space.

Ivanov nodded his head as if listening to something for a while, then looked back to Hyunmoo.

He first lit a cigar.

Cigarette smoke began to rise, and Ivanov took the time leisurely.

His time is always on his side.

Hyunmoo tried not to get impatient.

After a while, Ivanov finally opened his mouth.

"Let me make an offer you can't refuse. Kang Hyunmoo."

"An offer you can't refuse?"

"I'm not here to fight. I'm just here to deliver my voice at the request of an agent."

Ivanov said with a long puff of cigarette smoke.

"The agent sent me to keep the 'promise'."

***

"Appointment?"

Hyunmoo asked curiously. Ivanov shook his head.

"Yeah. Promise. A very important promise. A promise that was ruined to prevent immediate ruin, and that no one cares about, but never to forget."

"...what is that, is this the first time you've heard of it?"

"I see. You look too young to know about that promise."

Ivanov suddenly opened his mouth.

His chin opened wide enough that he thought it might be falling, and suddenly an old woman's voice began to come out from somewhere inside.

[If you keep the rest here, we will not intervene any more.]

[The apocalypse will not proceed any further.]

[But if you finally set foot here, you will have to prepare for the end again.]

It sounded like a recorded voice. I knew it wasn't Korean.

When the end was mentioned, Hyunmoo felt his heart race.

The word she had long forgotten about, not wanting to think about, came to the surface again.

the star of the end.

Hyunmoo said, trying to stay calm.

"What, those outdated prophecies."

"Let me ask you first."

"What?"

"Young man, how big do you think this world is?"

Hyunmoo made a puzzled face at the unexpected words.

He was located in Seoul, and to trace his approximate location, it was thought to be somewhere in Seocho. So, of course, I thought that this place was Earth.

But what about the size of the world out of nowhere?

"What are you talking about, universe? Earth? Country?"

"Now they're all saying meaningless things. I'm not expecting an answer anyway, so I'll let you know. It's probably about 1500 km in diameter. It's getting smaller every year."

"...is it big or small?"

Hyunmoo didn't get a good feel for the subtly detailed figures.

Usually, at that distance, the number of days is calculated rather than the number. So Ivanov's answer was enough to embarrass Hyunmoo.

"The Korean Peninsula, the sea has long disappeared, so it's not a meaningful title, but anyway, the length of the land is about 1000km."

So, it means that only a little bit bigger land than Korea is left.

But Hyunmoo still didn't know what that meant.

"That's all the world is all about? What do you mean?"

"I mean literally."

Ivanov said, looking into the distance.

“It means that there is no more space left to be touched, to see, to smell, to taste, to hear, to have a meaning, to be alive, to be able to avoid extinction. ."

"that……."

"Yes. All other regions are 'Apocalypse', a ruined world. In other words, this star is already a star of the end. It's a world that's finished, a world that's already broken. And we're only a few actors left."

Hyunmoo was speechless.

So far, while watching the Difficulty: The World of Hell, I wondered if it could be more terrifying than this.

And we have been working hard to prevent this future from coming.

Whether you did well or not.

But there was a worse future than that.

"What is it, then what happens?"

"Nothing happens."

Hyunmoo's question was answered by Ivanov calmly.

"It will become a space where nothing exists and nothing happens. It is a space like ashes used up. It is often said that death triumphs in the end, but even death has no meaning in the face of absolute silence."

"...why did that happen?"

Ivanov did not answer.

Hyunmoo felt an unknown sense of guilt and remorse in that brief silence.

However, Ivanov still looked at Hyunmoo with a skull-like smile.

"It's hard to say whose fault it is. It doesn't matter."

Hyunmoo narrowed his eyes.

Ivanov was trying to avoid his answer."Until we made the promise, we were all losing. Yet we fought each other. I wanted to be the owner of some land before it was too late. To become the master of the stars and prevent the end, to put off our guilt on others."

It was just as the document left by Baekgol.

They constantly struggled and competed while reaching a single goal.

Ivanov would have been no exception.

"But not everyone was like that."

Ivanov said, patting the ground with his toes.

"Someone wanted to prevent the star from going completely into its apocalypse, even if it betrayed the star's will. In exchange for stopping the apocalypse, they demanded a 'promise' from the other stars who would remain and continue the game."

[If you keep the rest here, we will not intervene any more.]

"But they weren't just trying to protect a piece of land."

Ivanov mumbled with a wry smile.

"I wanted a safe haven for their graves, and a minimal safe zone where hope could sprout."

"Hope?"

"That's a very positive expression. Maybe it's better to call it a scapegoat."

“…do you know that something like that would happen?”

"I don't know the details. A lot of people have gathered to rake in the hopes of mankind. But maybe they had hope because a leading star agent was at the center of the plan."

"A star that goes ahead."

Hyunmoo murmured and recalled. Lee Ji-tae is the only one in the family of leading stars he knows.

And if it was Lee Ji-tae, it wouldn't be strange if he was an apostle or an agent at the last point.

"I was negative about that 'promise', but I was also afraid. Because I was rejecting the great proposition to conquer all territories and wills and make them their territories. In the end, few of those who declared the promise survived."

Hyunmoo forgot his words. In his mind, Ji-tae Lee and the ashes of Yu-min in the gym's basement lab came to mind.

I don't know how or how they ended up dying, but I can imagine that there must have been some kind of relationship.

"For the stars, I don't care about the safety of this dying star. To be honest, even if it's a weeping star I serve, even if this place eventually comes to an end, it's not strange if I turn my head and say, 'That's a very heartbreaking ending.' After all, the Wailing Star has countless territories. But…”

Ivanov paused for a moment before continuing.

Ivanov lost his human appearance and became nothing more than a powerful monster, but he was still born as a human and raised on this earth.

It couldn't premiere like the stars.

"That's how the apocalypse stopped."

Ivanov said, staring quietly at Hyunmoo.

"I don't know by what means they stopped. But their 'promise' was absolute to the remnant. To stop the apocalypse meant that it could be started again. So this land was able to rest."

"But……."

"That's right. Until you show up."

Hyunmoo didn't answer.

He suddenly felt like he was wearing clothes that didn't fit his body.

A hope, a sprout, or a scapegoat. It was like clothes that Hyunmoo didn't want to wear or fit.

"I'm here to keep my 'promise'. Even though I belong to the Wailing Star, these bones are human. I don't want this land to be just an empty end."

Ivanov said, reaching out his hand to Hyunmoo.

"For our last hope, come into the circle of the Weeping Star. I swear by the erased inscription of the Weeping Star I will keep you and this land safe. And let this land fall under the dominion of death. Endless Birth and death, let us repeat the cycle of cycle again in this land."

Hyunmoo's expression changed.

It was difficult for Ivanov to interpret the expression.

It's been a long time since I met a life with an expression.

However, if we were to dig into his memory and interpret his expression, it seemed that Hyunmoo's expression would be interpreted as 'absurd', 'smile', 'contempt'.

It wasn't the right expression for the situation.

“No, so… the safety of mankind and the world is in my hands, right?”

“…I could interpret it that way. But…”

“Then why are you acting like a benefactor?”

It was still Hyunmoo who held the leash.

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