Hoarding in Hell Novel

A gentle wind blew across the wasteland.

A thick cloud of dust swept through the wind and lifted his gigantic body.

Hyunmoo stood on the shallow sand dunes piled up on the rubble of the building and looked around.

Huge barriers several hundred meters high surrounded them.

The high-rise golems who tried to imprison Hyunmoo formed a barrier.

The gap was not visible at all because the shape was deformed and tightly adhered.

"boss."

Opening the sewer manhole cover, Kirsson stuck out his head.

"Even the groundwater is blocked. It's so thick that you can't see a hole through it."

"I will."

Gaul was determined and attacked.

Ghaul's purpose is to have only one Montstril.

All of this was an improvised skyscraper barrier for just one person.

There's no way I can get out

"Then we must destroy this wall."

“…What do you mean by this, boss? As you know, our front lines aren’t usually wide.”

Hyunmoo knew what Kirsson was trying to say.

Instead of strengthening his own power, Hyunmoo scattered the power of stars on countless monsters.

Thanks to this, he was able to use more of his family and give him more power, but in the end, Hyunmoo's own power did not become overwhelmingly strong.

“But it’s not okay to summon a family member.”

Ghaul can block summons. The power Hyunmoo had right now was all he could mobilize. Even the beast of the apocalypse could not be used.

"...Even if I collect them all, I don't know if I'll be able to deal with those golems."

Even with simple physical strength, the weight class difference is hopeless.

The chance of victory was low just by intermittent 'real' attacks while simply hitting, kicking, and crushing.

In addition, the number of intermediate golems could not be counted.

"But it will be difficult for the advanced golems to move at once. If they are large, there must be a lot of people who can approach them at a time, one or two. The problem is they are not golems..."

Hyunmoo didn't know yet which members of Ghaul's clan were there.

Things like doppelgangers can't even be identified with the glasses, and there may be some more sneaky and sneaky ones.

If you focus on fighting the golems, you never know when those things will infiltrate into the shelter.

To be honest, it was a desperate situation.

Kirsson, as a reconnaissance commander, also made a cold judgment.

"It's the same as usual."

"That's right. It's the same as usual."

Where is the first time a desperate situation has happened?

Meanwhile, Hyunmoo somehow managed to find a way out and win.

In fact, it was more of a focus on 'I'm going to give my opponent some shit' rather than 'win somehow'.

It was the same this time. Hyunmoo didn't like what the Broken Star was doing, he just blocked it.

Hyunmoo could be very satisfied if the breaking stars were heated with it.

"Okay then..."

it's war

Just as Hyunmoo was about to speak his words, an urgent cry erupted from the bottom of the shelter.

It was Ha Hyun. Ha-hyeon was singing Hyunmoo in an embarrassed voice.

"Hyunmoo, it's a rebellion!"

Before the war there was a civil war.

***

"Kirruk!"

In Hyunmoo's shelter, the goblins and ratmen who took up the most numbers were rushing in.They were the ones who benefited the most from Hyunmoo's sowing of star power.

The mighty power increased their number, but each power itself had risen surprisingly.

"Die, you filthy things that don't even know this grace!"

Kazat let out a roar and pounded the walls on either side of the hallway with his staff.

At that moment, the crow's beaks sprouted from the walls and pecked at the necks and eyes of ratmen and goblins.

Screams poured out, but there was a shaman on the other side as well.

As the spell exploded, the crow's beaks melted into tar, giving off a disgusting smell.

When the chaos was gone, the rebels started running again. Kazat spit out swear words and cursed and walked over to the one nearby.

He couldn't understand the situation at all. There was no sign of rebellion at all.

The secret police and spies did not falter despite Ghaul's attack, hoping to successfully block this time and gain more power.

But suddenly, the rebellion started.

"Remember this wand? Ha? You rebels, think about it!"

"Traitors, traitors!"

"Die, die, die!"

The ratman's skulls hung from the tips of their wands, screaming like crazy.

The staff made from the skulls of the rebels that ended without even trying, making a loud noise, seemed to have given a slight awakening effect.

Seeing the rebels momentarily startled, Kazat smiled contentedly.

It was then.

puck.

Kazat felt a sharp pain in the back of his back. One ratman he had as an escort had a knife stabbed in his back.

"This dog..."

Kazat spit out a swear word and swung his staff, but at that moment a club hit him directly in the head. And the rebels flocked towards Qazat.

It was an instant when he was trampled on.

That was the moment.

"Oh oh oh oh!"

A harsh roar echoed through the hallway. As the roar that made my body tingle shook my heart and passed, the movement of the rebels stopped for a moment.

A pack of wolves were running toward them with their purple eyes shining in the darkness beyond the hallway.

Werewolves and Yerdan who did not participate in the rebellion were.

Before the rebels could form their ranks, Yerdan bit off the neck of the Ratman who was stabbing Kazat's back.

The ratman's neck was torn off like soft tofu, and blood was splattered everywhere.

Yerdan managed to pull out the wounded and bleeding Qazat.

Wolves, mice and goblins.

An atmosphere of fear spread among the rebels as the monsters with clear differences in order faced each other.

But then their eyes sank even darker. One of the rebels called out a ratman harshly.

"Red wolves! Die!"

The number of werewolves is five.

And the number of rebels was much higher.

Conflict started again.

***

"It's taken over."

"Occupation? Is it something like a domination skill?"

"Yes. But it was used on a much larger scale and with a much stronger density. It's a much higher level opponent than the boss. It seems to be specialized in the mind control series in particular."

Kirsson looked into the eyes of the goblin who had fallen to the floor and said.

The goblin who became Hyunmoo's family should have had purple eyes. But now there was a much more turbid black energy.

The goblin raged and struggled to escape from Kirsson.

“What if I bet on control?”

"Uh, I don't know if it works for one or two, but... Actually, ratman and goblin are much closer to the Broken Star.

Crawfish means crab.

No matter how much Hyunmoo gives strength and nurtures, if the influence of the other person is stronger, it will be like a dog.

In fact, the stars also gave Hyunmoo power without any benefit, so there was nothing to be upset about.

The problem was that the enemy inside was causing confusion.

It is not difficult to suppress the rebellion.

Just by spreading the plague, Hyunmoo was able to kill all the clan members who took part in the rebellion. But that was what the other party wanted.

He expects himself to undermine his power.

'Or confusion itself is the purpose.'

Hyunmoo thought of Montstrille. For an assassination, a chaotic situation would be necessary.

"Is Ha-hyeon protecting Sang-hyeon?"

"Yeah. You said that you should kill anyone who enters the room until you defeat Ghaul. She's a good girl."

Already, she had placed countless cobwebs in the hallway around her room. Ha-hyeon, who was perfectly prepared, was difficult for Hyunmoo to win as well.

But she couldn't be optimistic.

If it were Ghaul, he would definitely find a way to break through.

"Apply pressure from the outside, and shake it from the inside..."

No matter how hard the shell is, it can be easily crushed in this state.

"This shouldn't be the way it is. We need to be more active..."

At Kirsson's words, Hyunmoo clicked his tongue.

"There's only one way."

But it was a way he didn't want to write much.

One confirmation was needed to get it running.

***

Quadruple, bang.

Hyunmoo ripped off the mid-level golem's head and threw it away.

Of course, ripping off his head did no harm to the golem.

Because it wasn't the head that Hyunmoo ripped off, but an item called 'a feeling of intimidation device'.

However, Hyunmoo relentlessly inserted his ego weapon in the place where he had ripped off his head.

The intermediate golem, which was pierced in a straight line from the head to the groin, collapsed on the spot as the nucleus was destroyed.

Hyunmoo avoided the ego weapon that was flying to stab him again with only a few shots, and at the same time used his elasticity to ride on top of another golem.

An intermediate golem hit by the 'Domination' skill thrust a barrel into another golem's ship and exploded.

Perhaps because of the difference in rank, the number of intermediate golems that Hyunmoo could control with his domination skill was limited to at most two gigs.

But even with this, he was able to deal with intermediate golems enough.

Already around, the remnants of intermediate golems were forming a hill.

Hyunmoo hasn't even sweated yet. The ego weapon flying to intercept him was more threatening than the intermediate golem.

The situation was overwhelming enough that he didn't even need to call Yerdan or Ha-hyun, but Hyunmoo felt a little uncomfortable.

'Look at this?'

The lower-level golems were constantly riding on the body of the intermediate golem, taking pictures of Hyunmoo.

He was annoyed by the unpleasant gaze, but he didn't have time to pay attention to every little thing.

Intermediate golems were attacking Hyunmoo, but it didn't feel really intimidating.

I didn't think it was because Hyunmoo himself was too strong.

The opponent was an opponent who understood modern weapons and techniques, and knew strategy. Then he would have known a much more effective method of suppression.

Above all, the advanced golems were still standing around this area.

This meant only one thing.

'I'm watching you too.'

It was the feeling he felt when he first encountered Ghaul's family.

It was a situation that I would like as it was a free experience in normal times. But now he only felt a sticky discomfort.

Hyunmoo opened his mouth and asked for the ego weapon that was flying aiming at his chin.

The moment his body bounced into the air, he grabbed it again with his hand, and threw it at the nearest higher golem.

The ego weapon struck directly at the area corresponding to the groin of a higher-level golem. But the golem did not move."Come on, Ghaul!"

Hyunmoo shouted at the shattering star, Gaul.

"You can't talk because your dick is already broken? Fight to fight, roll to stop!"

It was Hyunmoo's way of asking him to speak only when he felt he was at a disadvantage.

Gaul didn't answer.

Hyunmoo felt upset, but there was nothing he could do about it.

But it doesn't matter. Now you can know roughly what the other person is thinking.

The ego weapon that had been lodged in the groin of the higher golem began to rattle and come out.

Then, as it did when the first shot, it rushed towards Hyunmoo again. He was aiming right at the heart.

Hyunmoo even ripped the ragged top off and blown it away in the wind.

His bare chest was exposed. Redeemer's yawn gleamed deep into his shoulders.

The ego weapon coveted Hyunmoo's heart and rushed at him like crazy.

A moment when you want to see the blood splattered with the sound of breaking.

The ego weapon slammed into the air with a squeaking sound and tossed.

The ego weapon rattled frantically, furiously at the failure to kill Hyunmoo. But he didn't have the strength to move any more.

Seeing the ego weapon disappearing, Hyunmoo grinned.

"Come with me, Ghaul."

Hyunmoo murmured, fiddling where his heart would be.

"I've already heard that you're trying to protect me. But do you still have cards left?"

The golems that were approaching Hyunmoo stopped for a moment.

A gentle wind blew.

As silence filled the hill where only stillness remained, the only sound he could hear was the wind. And in the wind a strange dissonance began to be heard.

It sounded like shaking a barrel of pebbles.

Hyunmoo turned his head in the direction the sound was coming from.

Someone was walking leisurely from afar.

It was a distance that Hyunmoo could reach at once when he leapt, but his opponent was approaching so slowly that it was frustrating.

As if all time in this world belongs to you.

Hyunmoo jumped up at once and stood in front of the opponent.

"you……."

Hyunmoo didn't know what to say when he saw the other person's appearance.

He had seen all sorts of strange beings, but he had never seen such a peculiar opponent.

I wondered if he could even speak.

The opponent was a metal that was constantly breaking. Like a fountain, a human figure made of intact metal appeared, then broken, scattered on the ground again, and then permeated into the body again to create a human figure.

It was a statue that was constantly broken and re-created.

[ Kang Hyunmoo.]

Instead of opening its mouth, the opponent made a sound with a strange noise like metal hitting.

"Are you Gaul?"

[Give me the whispering star.]

Hyunmoo understood the unilateral disregard of the other party as a positive.

Gaul demanded Montstril as if he didn't need to listen to Hyunmoo.

Hyunmoo shrugged his shoulders.

"why me?"

[A whispering star will not help you.]

Hyunmoo thought Ghaul's words were strange. Neither enemies nor allies, not helpful?

"I decide who will help or not. And Montstril has helped me a lot up to this point. At least I think I'm better than someone who's only just revealed, I don't know what's going on?"

[You are being deceived.]

Hyunmoo was about to ask what he was being deceived about. But before that, Gaul spoke first.

[The whispering star has brought the end of this world. Not twice.]

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