Deceased Trapped in a Game

Kingdom – Lv. 1320 King of Northern Slums (1)

The king of the north is ferocious, but not a fool.

He quietly observed the glowing northern hospital district and came to a conclusion.

It’s not just a philanthropy.

Of course, of course it is, the composition of the intended illusion is felt.

Some of the gang members started cleaning. It wasn’t great.

It’s just sprinkling and wiping off the messy, grime, and pushing the crumbling debris aside.

At first glance, the action seemed meaningless.

The exile members of the organization used to clean up the area around their dwellings like that.

It’s not that difficult with their strength, so it’s as usual.

However, somehow it feels uncomfortable or reluctantly, but it sneaks up to me and starts to touch not only my surroundings but other places as well.

And some of the NPCs who sat idly began to imitate it.

The king of the north thought he was sick.

it’s money These guys are hired with money. Does anyone voluntarily do such a thing?

But it worked.

That’s what crowd psychology is all about.

And even in this slum, there are many who wish for a better life.

Very slowly, little by little, people started to participate voluntarily.

“This, this, there is no other shock therapy.”

He doesn’t seem to have any intention of wasting money. It really feels like a deliberate design to somehow improve this area.

Today is already a day like a dream for the people here.

There are plenty of clean food that I have never seen before, so I have to worry about rotting all over the place.

Clean clothes, hygiene products, even warm blankets.

If you really want something, it’s given.

It is a fantasy that could not have been created if it was in the middle of the outside welfare policy.

But it’s too much. It spreads beyond the reach.

There were some thieves, but soon even the shoplifter realizes that it’s pointless.

get confused

Even the most skeptical humans express their doubts by taking care of themselves.

Of course, that alone does not have a positive effect.

These are the guys who are deeply rotten from the bottom of their hearts.

He only knows how to live like that for the rest of his life, and he’s only been embarrassed for a while now, but he’ll do vile and mean things like a survivor of a slum.

If only one of the bald giants had not appeared and started encouraging them.

At first glance, it looks daunting. Intense skinheads on arms wriggling with tattoos.

Latin American style copper-colored skin.

It wasn’t even the boss of any organization, but it was a visual that made me want to be an assault captain.

But the face participating in the work was not of the gang.

He is smiling as if he is really happy and happy about this, rather than a grim and gloomy expression.

The king of the north knows that face.

It is a common face in the country of the clergy. I guess you could call it a kind of fanaticism.

It’s pretty strong there.

Even considering his innate physique, 300? 400? Could it be that level?

In this slum, it is a level of strength that is difficult to resist.

Probably a member of the guild called Angel’s Tears.

The giant stepped forward and moved, shouting at those who were dazed or hesitated.

It doesn’t look like he’s scolding him even though he’s yelling. There is a piety in it, which is contrary to the hoarse voice.

It was a voice that anyone could hear and think that it was truly for himself.

That gave direction to the chaos that the residents of the slum fell into.

Little by little, more and more people are participating in the work of beautifying the environment.

The gaze of other onlookers, full of anxiety and distrust, is also softening a little.

There are not only poor people on this street.

Owners of their own business, of course, a small hole-in-the-wall shop selling things that had flowed into the back hole of the city, or a bar that made fake alcohol, started to come forward.

The atmosphere is changing.

“I don’t know if it came from someone’s head, but I can’t leave it alone.”

It’s a brainwashing method that doesn’t make any sense.

There is no unpaid favor in the labyrinth. They don’t know that.

I don’t know what he’s going to do with it after the guy behind him wins the hearts of the trembling like this, but the direction will definitely go to the king of the north.

I wish I could trample it now.

Such a force should not exist in this slum.

At that moment, the troops sent from his guild arrived.

I was thinking of doing that from the beginning, so I called it early.

* * *

Although Jericho was delighted with the situation, he was not optimistic.

The anomaly in the northern hospital area will spread quickly and will attract countless hordes of wolves.

There must be tigers and lions among them.

angel tears? Angel? all good this But what if the King of the North appears?

No matter how comfortable you are with the Angel, you can’t cover the sky with your hands, even if you know its strength.

When the title of king comes on, he can’t afford a psychopath who acts as if he’s really a king.

The king of the north is a ranker.

Even at the end of the day, he is a true ranker who ranks up to the top 1,000 that can be seen in the ranking of [Guild Stones].

There are only 1,000 people in this kingdom, high level.

There’s no way you can win a fight

There are rumors that Angel is a ranker, but it’s probably not true.

A ranker is a symbolic existence and a symbol of power.

The problem is that if you’re just a little strong, it’s too easy to bring a ranker anywhere.

There was no more reason to hang out with idiots who couldn’t see reality.

“Have you got all your luggage?”

“I have all my valuables. Honey.”

“If you have this kind of equipment and wealth, you can buy anywhere. Even in the wizarding country, warriors are needed. That’s how we live.”

The young daughter still does not understand the situation and is bewildered.

wife hugs her daughter

“It’ll be fine. We’ll survive.”

Saying so, he went out.

Angel’s Tears are not many.

Most of them are only temporarily using the existing members of the organization.

There is no such thing as surveillance. It reminds me of the wizard who casually held the family hostage and threatened them.

And the destruction that will soon befall this street.

run away

Anyway, I thought it was right.

But his dream did not come true.

“Kill all exiles!”

“If the NPCs don’t get in the way, leave them alone!”

A loud roar began to be heard.

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Jericho felt something was wrong.

He runs while holding his wife and daughter’s hands.

The weight is not important.

Anyway, the equipment I’m wearing right now is a huge asset.

He wears a cloak and hood that hides his figure deeper.

Run through the alleyway and exit.

You have to run very far from here.

If you work as a mercenary in the wizarding country at all, Hardthrock’s touch will not be easy to reach.

Although they will be despised, there are many wizards who have been pushed away like exiles in Hard Throk anyway.

Each country with an extremely high proportion of a particular class is ironically higher in the ransom of other classes.

You can make good money.

run mindlessly

But Jericho was out of luck.

“Stop there!”

There’s no way to stop it

But.

“Hey, you Horo bastard. When people talk, you have to listen! Huh?”

It’s a different story if a lightly wielded greatsword shattered enough to tear the ground apart.

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Jericho was forced to stop.

A relatively low-level wife and an NPC daughter come to mind in shock.

Throw yourself away and take it

The messed up floor was littered with debris enough to cause serious injuries just by rolling it.

When you hit your head hard, blood flows.

There is a thud and the footsteps of heavy armor are heard.

Raising his head, he saw a warrior with wolf ears looking down.

“Is this an exile? The equipment looks uselessly good. Did you get that angel from those bastards?”

The title floating above his head [King of the North] Jericho realized that he was right and despaired.

“Are you going to die for that angel? Got it?”

the sword is lowered

And the angel stopped it.

* * *

From the beginning, he knew that such an attack would come very soon.

If that happens, the leader who has been resting will come out.

It was such a simple plan.

“Are you too fast than you think?”

“Angel will still be able to withstand the rankers. I will join as well.”

The youngest child said while holding the mithril door that he had picked up from the abyss.

This is the so-called equipment tooth.

These so-called rankers are terribly powerful, but they have already faced enemies as powerful as rankers.

It’s just an extension of what you’re doing.

Remy sighed.

“Let’s go.”

[Lightning Bolt]

Lightning rushes towards the great sword blocked by the angel.

next.

[Lightning]

[Confuse]

[Slow]

Curse magics aimed entirely at the interruption effect rather than damage flies like rapid-fire cannons.

Remy practiced in this direction rather than attack magic.

Her talent wasn’t that great, and she didn’t even have the skills to use magic attack power.

However, in a country full of warriors, the existence of a wizard can exert its power on its own.

The king of the north staggers.

“Wizard? Cheeky! Where is this!”

How is the reaction consistent?

An angel takes an old sword and activates a skill.

The red energy characteristic of a Berserker is swirling around his body.

The king of the north was absurd.

“Angel? Damn it. Why are high-ranking people here?”

There is no answer.

The indifferent face raised its head and silently wielded the sword.

As the race is a race, its strength is stronger than this one.

The king of the north was surprised by the power of the mad angel and had to deviate as much as possible.

The bayonet and the bayonet slide against each other and spark sparks.

not just accepting While twisting his body as it is, the king also activates his skill.

Unique Skill Active [Beast’s Molar]

It sprints, leaving traces as if a wildly wielded greatsword is being ripped off.

As soon as it collided with the angel’s greatsword, interference came again.

It wasn’t even magic this time.

In the corner that was only glimpsed with his eyes, he saw the wizard aiming his gun at him earlier.

The place where the gun hits is hot.

Blue plasma fluttered like sparks.

Plasma Rifle?

Of course, the unique skill’s active attacks didn’t matter that much.

The angel spread his wings to be attacked, and his wings were torn.

So is the body.

One arm and one leg, in that state, it scatters blood with divine energy and flies away.

The bald giant took it.

Even he had to take a few steps back and slide.

Even sprinkling potions is something I’m already too used to. The angel recovered and flew away.

feathers flutter Seeing the feathers falling like bombardments, the king recalled a bit of a nightmare.

When I was looking at [Main Dungeon], the angels who rushed to me like a flock of birds.

But that angel is not that strong.

strong on the ground.

push hard

Controls the direction in which the force flows through the body.

It flies like a missile towards the flying angel.

Then the magic caught on again.

The persistently flying cursed projectile catches up with the king.

Due to the slightly slower speed, the exact RBI did not come out.

Magic is so annoying.

The angel raised the great sword and both soared to the high sky.

Is this angel the main focus?

I think you know who

He is a contract assassin who has recently gained fame under the name of Angel.

Was he really an angel?

It’s not very high level, but it’s creepy to see how you can fight against it to some extent with just your racial stalks.

But how lazy are you to buy something like this?

You die because of your indolence.

The king’s blow is struck.

His unique skill [King of the Beasts] is a unique skill that is focused on the agility system compared to the strength series.

Even precise movements are subject to large corrections.

There is no ground to step on, but a smooth transmission of power is felt nonetheless.

Very beautiful.

It’s a great sword vs a great sword, but an angel vs a leaf fairy.

This battle can be won.

An angel that has been struck down like a fly is thrown to the ground as it is.

With the sound of an earthquake, the surrounding buildings are broken in half.

Some areas that fell like dominoes were crushed.

But in the eyes of the king it is visible. The angel himself was not seriously damaged.

Did I say savage? As long as [Frenzy] has been activated, they will fight unless they really push it to the brink of death.

Angels are too hard It’s just the body itself.

Injuries can be inflicted, but fatal wounds are difficult to inflict with a single blow.

The gunfire flies again.

Plasma Rifle is a burdensome power to fill with bare body.

Unlike live bullets, it heats up the armor and melts it from the outside, so the damage to the equipment is great.

I’ll have to kill that wizard first. Angels can cook slowly.

Change your posture in the air.

The sword that was struck is recovered by turning over again.

And activate [Massive Charge].

A higher skill several tiers above [Dash].

The magician cannot avoid this blow that adds correction to the charge and attack.

I could see the wizard pointing his gun and licking his lips.

warrant?

In the ominousness, the king also called to the gods.

The cool, silvery divinity of the god of duel surrounds you and you feel your body feeling dramatically strengthened.

And time stopped.

The king was unaware of the stopped time.

The next moment he was slumped to the ground.