Hoarding in Hell Novel

… … He struck the ground with an iron wand, opening a huge hole. And the giants swept into the hole.

If any of you are good, you will be able to get out of this hole before the next sunrise. But tell the giants, none of you can come out.

Now you have no peace.

***

It was rumored that a ghost lived in an old hunter's hut built in the middle of a thick forest.

I do not know who or when it was built, but all kinds of legends circulated around the hut in the village below the mountain.

And sometimes new legends were written by children who approached them out of curiosity.

The children who approached the hut said that they heard prayers that had no meaning inside the house.

Some said it was a curse, and some said it was a song. The adults only scolded the children, and no one personally climbed the mountain to check it.

He just looked up at the mountain with fearful eyes.

"...I speak with the power of the Most Powerful One. Spirits and bodies that wander in a vacuum. In the name of the One who exists wherever matter is absent..."

The basement inside the hut.

From the inside of the mold-filled room, the sound of whispering incessant spells leaked out.

For the most part, it faintly blended with the sound of the wind coming and going through the cracks in the walls, but those with sensitive ears would hear the whispers even under the mountains.

"...in the name of the one who proves his existence through absence. In the name of the one who blossoms destruction at every bloodshed, in the name of the master of all old things and the mother of those that grow cold..."

The old man in the rags mumbled his incantations non-stop, then paused for a moment.

Even those who had thoroughly prepared for this moment did not dare to speak the next word.

But in order for the spell to take effect and create a rift in the universe, its name had to be whispered into the universe.

The old man whispered his name in a voice that was barely audible even to himself.

"Blood-headed, in the name of Rosamunde Amunde."

The moment he whispered his name, the old man felt the space around him shake and wave.

It wasn't an optical illusion.

In fact, as space receded, the boundary between matter and immaterial was blurring.

The bone of the beast was buried in the stone, and as the column tilted, it began to merge with the wall.

The dizzy old man nearly collapsed, but he managed to lean against the wall. He is here, and if he spoils, he is put to death.

The old man spoke desperately.

"I know the name, I can give you a voice, answer me! Conquering Star!"

At that moment, the retreat of space ceased.

The old man felt powerful mana rushing into the basement like a tide.

The old man with enough mana to wet his body in a long time took a deep breath like a traveler who met an oasis in the desert.

[You're mad and whispering his name carelessly.]

And the old man saw the candle he had lit blazed wildly.

The candle inflated my body in an instant and grew bigger. The candle melted in an instant with the heat, but the flame did not go out.

The old man, unable to withstand the heat, covered his face and retreated in haste.

"Conquering Star. Please lower the heat."

The flame heated the walls of the basement and looked at the old man mockingly.

[Ah, that's the end of the world. I didn't know there were still priests left there.]

The conquering star, Ardan, did not lower the heat of the flame. The basement, which had become as hot as a sauna, soon became a temperature that the elderly could not bear.The old man wanted to run away immediately, but he couldn't. Ardan was his only hope.

[The game ended in a mess as all the priests died. There was no progress, so I gave up. But anyway, my agent was also dead, so I was more fortunate. I forgot to call him by selling the name of his bleeding head. What's going on?]

Ardan seemed to be more curious than angry.

It was a good sign for the old man.

He pretends to have forgotten everything, but a conquering star cannot give up unconquered welfare so easily.

Especially if he's a defeated territory.

"Conquering Star, I have a way to dedicate this territory to you."

Ardan inflated the flames for a moment, then lowered the heat again when the old man was in agony.

The heat was lowered enough for the old man to bear it, but the smell of burnt smoke was vibrating throughout the basement.

[Is he going to restart the game?]

"No. Conqueror Star. Most of the Crown of Thorns Society are dead, except for me, life or death is not even confirmed. In addition, as the gathering of the stars is stopped, mana is running out in this land. Naturally, the dungeon is also being closed. ."

It was a terrible situation for priests who could only exercise their powers in the dungeon.

After the dungeon is closed, the priests are nothing but human beings.

The old man was also one of the priests who escaped from the dungeon.

[Then the game cannot continue.]

"The game is no longer needed. The game was just being played for the purpose of the Crown of Thorns Society. But now the organization is gone, and I'm the only one left."

The old man raised his grayish-white hazy eyes, stared at the flame, and shouted.

"By the power of a bleeding head, with the wisdom and knowledge of all thorn priests, I will open the way for you."

Ardan flashed only flames without saying a word. The old man was impatient and encouraged Ardan.

"Conqueror Star, grant the conquest you deserve. With your flames burn their wheat fields of abundance. Give these feeble ashes ashes and flocks of crows."

The old man banged his head on the floor and shouted.

"I will help make your conquest manifest in this land!"

***

Even though he wanted to quit smoking, Kang Hyunmoo did not smoke.

Because it is harmful to health.

Instead, Hyunmoo rolled the caramel in his mouth and asked again at Yumin.

"What was your father doing?"

"Drug dealer."

The late afternoon sun was soft and stretched to the living room.

After the haunted mansion was destroyed, the newly reconstructed house was built with a warm and comfortable atmosphere to suit Yu-min's taste more than before.

On the sofa in the comfortable living room, the two men and women were stuck together like languid cats, but the content of the conversation was not.

Hyunmoo thought that Yumin was joking because he was so docile.

But she had a calm expression on her face, and she didn't seem to care much.

When she acted like it wasn't a big deal, Hyunmoo felt like it wasn't a big deal.

"Did Wonkyung Do know?"

"You said that you continued to hide what you were being pursued by the Philippine police. My mother is a bit… romantic."

Hyunmoo recalled the memory of Dr. Won-kyung Do, who said that he was 'attracted to dangerous people because he resembles my mother'.

At that time, he thought he had to ask about Yu-min's father, but he didn't know that such a past would exist.

No, you're still a drug dealer.

"For reference, my mother said she couldn't even touch drugs because she was strict with herself and the people around her. You said that your partner had touched the product and put you in a rehab center yourself."

"You've said it all... again..."

“I was close with my dad.”

Yu-min replied with a smile, as if recalling her memories.

“And don’t everyone dream of becoming a drug lord of a huge cartel when they are in their second year of middle school?”

"Um, indeed."

Hyunmoo agreed.

In fact, the fact that the father-in-law is a criminal may be embarrassing, but he is already deceased.

Moreover, compared to Hyunmoo's own father, it was difficult to tell which one was more trash. At least, Yu-min's father was faithful to his family.

Moreover, Kang Hyunmoo himself had no shame in accusing anyone of being a criminal.

Especially if it's Yu-min's father.

“After getting married and giving birth to me, he said that he gradually reduced the size and prepared to retire… Then one day, the deal went wrong. He went to the Philippines and didn’t come back. It was said that entering the dungeon was his last appearance… the drug dealer entered the dungeon. It would have been obvious if it didn't come out."

A dungeon is nothing more than an extraterrestrial zone.

For this reason, it was also a safe trading place to avoid public authorities' gaze.

But in other words, it means that no matter what happens inside, you are not protected by public authorities.

It is not known whether it was hit by a trading partner or a monster.

Of course, in the general case.

"It's the Philippines."

The Southeast Asian region is under the control of the South China Federation, but Lee Seo-yeon, the leader of the South China Federation, is actually moving under Hyunmoo's hand.

If Hyunmoo ordered it, he would scour the records of the incident even decades ago.

It is highly likely that the dungeon has already been closed, but we may be able to find out about the counterparty.

"Hmm, do you want revenge?"

"revenge?"

Yu-min looked at Hyunmoo as if it was ridiculous.

"Oh my God, brother. My father was a felon who had nothing to say even if he was struck by lightning on the street. To dream of revenge for the death of such a person is shameless, no matter how much I liked him. I think it was just causality."

it is plain

I also thought it was Yumin.

At the same time, he reminded me of what he and Yu-min were doing, directly and indirectly. Then, naturally, Hyunmoo came up with a question.

I wondered if it was an acceptable question, but I was more curious than that.

“Yoo-min, then…”

Then his cell phone rang. Hyunmoo was annoyed and tried to turn off his cell phone, but Yu-min snatched it up first.

"It's Lee Ji-tae. I'm calling you for the third time, will you answer me?"

"It must be a useless regular report. No, why the hell is the chrome tactics team leader reporting to me? He tells me to take care of Renian. He said he's sensitive these days."

Yumin looked at Hyunmoo and clicked his tongue.

"Poor Lee Ji-tae. He said that the saddest love in the world is unrequited love."

"What do you mean?"

"And don't keep calling Adam Fort Lenian. It confuses me.

Yumin opened the phone instead of Hyunmoo.

When Yu-min answered, “Hello,” Lee Ji-tae did not respond as if in a moment of embarrassment. However, he soon found out that he was also Yu-min.

[This is Mr. Yumin. Kang Hyunmoo, could you please change it?]Yu-min glanced at Hyunmoo, who was lying with her head on her lap. Hyunmoo covered her ears and shook her head.

"Can't you tell me? I can tell you right away. No. Just tell me. It'll be on the speakerphone."

[Because it is a very sensitive matter... … No, no. Just come over and let me tell you. That would be faster.]

"Are you coming directly?"

Hyunmoo's reaction was delayed. At that moment he was already hearing a thump outside.

With a loud landing sound, the forest shook all at once, and a flock of birds flew up.

I saw Lee Ji-tae holding a cell phone outside and folding the wings of the brilliance.

***

"I was already visiting. I couldn't go to the house without contact, so I was walking from the neighborhood."

"Then I guess it wasn't so urgent."

Lee Ji-tae looked at Kang Hyunmoo as if it was ridiculous.

In an era where the dungeons were disappearing, Chrome was now mostly acting as an international cop.

As the problems caused by dungeons and monsters disappeared, the crimes of talented people began to emerge.

Originally, this was the job of the UN Special Inspection Department, but after an unexpected accident destroyed the head of the Special Inspection Department, Chrome took over.

"It doesn't look like Chrome has anything to do with it."

"If you were really busy, you would have taken the time to push and pull with me. What is it?"

Lee Ji-tae sighed and opened her mouth.

"I checked the Jerusalem branch of the Reverse Cross Crusade, a powerful terrorist group. We plan to start attacking within 20 days. And we removed all the doppelgangers leaked from Philadelphia, and confirmed that the 4-star dungeon in Kazakhstan is completely annihilated today. Monster It died quietly with no leaks."

"Damn, this is a regular report! Just take care of it! Why the hell are you reporting to me?"

"...don't you think anything about the disappearance of the Kazakh dungeon?"

"Why?"

Lee Ji-tae sighed once more. Then he threw a document in his hand on the table.

Hyunmoo looked at the documents and immediately realized what Lee Ji-tae was trying to say.

“It was the last 4-star dungeon left in the world.”

"Yeah. And the most likely place the surviving priest was hiding."

Priest.

Those who summoned the stars to this world and played a game.

And those who tried to seize power in the world through Chrome.

Their ultimate purpose is unknown to Hyunmoo, but most of them died during the UN Special Inspection Unit incident.

Hyunmoo and Yu-min have been keeping a close eye on the possibility of a surviving priest.

He actually found a handful of priests, but as Hyunmoo lost his doomsday powers, there was almost no way to get rid of it.

Fortunately, the dungeon was slowly drying out, and there were thousands of bullets of the 'Apocalypse' attribute that Yumin had made in advance.

“Did you just choose to be trapped inside and annihilate together with the dungeon?”

"If not, we've already escaped before we built the blockade."

It was a possibility. Hyunmoo seemed to know why Lee Ji-tae had come.

“It is said that the surviving priests are floating around… But even so, they would not be ordinary humans. The priests’ abilities only work within the dungeon.”

"If it were just that, I would have taken care of it. But I heard some strange things happen in the area."

Lee Ji-tae gestured to Hyunmoo's paperwork. As Hyunmoo turned the page, things like charred toenails caught his eye.

Hyunmoo could recognize the traces at a glance.

"Monster. It's also one of Ardan's clan."

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