SSS-Class Suicide Hunter

cave fire.

(3) The commotion that broke out in the early morning woke the Sanwa people.

- What a fuss! - The lion suddenly began to bark.

Lime.

- An ominous sound from the mine...

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Buildings that rise like mushrooms in the underground city.

Snails crawled out of the high-rise window.

hundreds.

thousands.

tens of thousands.

From the snail with the lightest sleep to the snail with the deepest sleep.

Sanwa slime covered the barrier.

- Is it a commotion? revolt? - Rebellion! - Blow the trumpet! -Lime! Let's awaken the spirits of our ancestors! The snails climbed the wall.

slap! The snails slapped themselves in the cheek with the antennae on their heads.

That was how they woke up.

Boo-woo-… The Sanwa, who climbed to the top of the wall first, blew their trumpet.

It wasn't a horn.

It was the shell of an already dead snail.

The Sanwa used the shells left by the deaths of their own people as a coffin, and blew a long, disturbing trumpet.

Boo-woo-woo- Following the first trumpet, other Sanwa also climbed the wall.

Climbing the wall, the Sanwa picked up the shell of their kin and brought it to their mouth.

Numerous buildings were protruding from the underground city, and each building throbbed.

organ.

Each building became a pipe and resounded in the great void.

Boo woo.

Boo woo.

The harmony of the organ, blown by the Sanwa, shook the dark underworld.

The sound of the goblins coming from afar was buried in harmony.

Wow! Wow! The dogs of the Sanwa people barked.

Dogs were considered sacred by the Sanwa because of their resemblance to gods.

Dogs raised in the cave had wet noses and a gloomy cry.

The chords of the dead snails were muffled by a ferocious dog cry.

“Kurre.”

I broke the iron bars.

Scratch! The iron bars were cut like tofu on the forelimbs reinforced by the Auror.

The keepers crawled out late and pointed at me with their antennae, but I had already escaped and was running down the streets of the police.

- It's a lion! -The gladiator lion has escaped! The snails that were climbing the wall were startled to see me.

There were also snails that fled to a higher place in a hurry.

I hit the pavement with my hind feet and jumped onto a huge pole---the very pole where the history of the Sanwa was engraved.

“Kurre!”

My front foot dug into the pole.

A red auror flew over his feet.

I climbed step by step, step by step, up the pole like a rock climber.

-Lime! - Hey, look over there! The Sanwa were frightened by my ascent.

The Sanwa people who had been climbing the walls of other buildings dispersed in slime.

Among them were the Sanwa people who lost their balance and slipped down.

I climbed to the top of the pillar and looked down on the city.

Boo-woo ...

The underground world was still full of trumpets.

It was the sound of a dead body.

At that sound, the Sanwa people armed and assembled.

Sanwa troops were moving all over the city.

Soon they will subdue the goblins.

'I won't let you go.' I opened my chest.

No building was taller than the pillar I now climb.

I breathed into my lungs the highest air in the city, and slowly opened the lion's jaws.

Goo Oo-My mouth was broken in my mouth.

As ripples spread across the pond, the lion's roar pushed the Sanwa's trumpet.

It spread more and more as it pushed.

My lungs were deeper than the hollows of a dead snail's carcass, and my voice was louder than their chords.

- Pick! Finally, the appearance of the goblins was glimpsed.

The goblins had gathered at the entrance of the mine, holding stone hammers.

When I saw them, in other words, those children saw me too.

The goblins shouted.

-Kekerukker! That was my name.

When the language of the designated tribes was still wandering among the howls of the beast, the goblins called me Kekerukker.

'Ke' meant water.

Everything that was transparent and pure in this world was called 'Ke' by the goblins.

'Keruk' meant the sky.

The high and sacred thing in this world was called 'Keruk' by the goblins.

'Ker' meant meat.

It also meant beast.

So my name is.

-Kekerukker! A white beast that came down from the sky.

Said, White lion.

I stood tall and roared in the middle of the underworld.

“Guru!”

When they saw me on the pole, the Sanwa stopped, and the goblins rolled their feet.

The goblins formed a rank.

It was a hunting formation that I taught a long time ago while catching bison.

The goblins still retain the time they shared with me two hundred years ago.

Just like the words that parents throw out without much thought, they leave a mark on their children for the rest of their lives.

I felt a sense of responsibility when I saw the ranks of the goblins.

- Guru! good.

my youngest strangers I will take you to the hometown you desire.

“Cruckle.”

I gave strength to the front foot.

The aura that gushed out of his heart flowed down the lion's forearms, the lion's forearms, and the lion's claws.

blatantly-.

It cracked through the crevice the toenail had dug.

The red auror rode the spider's web and permeated the pillar in an instant.

Demon Heavenly God and Gae 魔天神功・改.

The first formula 第一 formula.

Flame Relics 炎上幼劍.

Huge columns shattered like windows.

The snails screamed.

Sculptures painted on pillars.

Stone fragments containing the myths of the Sanwa were broken.

I blamed, blamed, went down, stepping on the fragments of the crumbling pillars.

Eventually, when it landed on the ground, the pillars had all collapsed.

A thick layer of dust rose around me.

'Now the anticipation of the Sanwa people must have collapsed.' People of this era lived in mythology.

The collapse of a column was different from simply the collapse of a single building.

The pillar was the history and religion of the Sanwa, and therefore the collapse of the pillar meant disaster.

God has descended 'Conversely, the goblins will have an equal momentum.' But I wasn't the only god walking through the underworld.

I heard an oracle that I had never dropped.

[The Inquisitor marvels at your swift maneuvering.] Then, the hound leapt through the clouds of dust.

“Kaah!”

The hound howled and scratched my back.

It was a surprise.

I screamed and swung my front foot.

Whik! But my claws whipped through the air, not the hound's head.

The hunting dog in front of him suddenly disappeared.

'Holy magic ceremony!' I immediately realized the identity of the hunting dog.

'Did the Inquisitor also possessed a beast!' The Inquisitor knew immediately what I was aiming for.

Destroying the pillars that symbolize the religion of the Sanwa.

Putting the Sanwa into a state of panic.

I made a scene from Shinhwa to quickly win.

If the Sanwa people fall into chaos, it will be easier for the designated people to escape.

Then, the heretical interrogator also possessed the divine beast and confronted it.

'Where are you?' My back was sore.

Blood gushed from the wounds torn by the hounds.

I was vigilant in all directions, but the Inquisitor was nowhere to be seen.

It was still covered with a cloud of dust, and visibility was obstructed.

'Where will you appear? Heresy Inquisitor!' It was at that moment that the smell of oil filled the tip of his nose.

"Cree!" As soon as I smelled the oil, I rolled to the side.

thud! The hound jumped out of the air and smashed the ground where I had just been.

The hunting dog sticks out its tongue as if it were a pity.

The hunting dog had golden fur.

It was clear that the Sanwa priests had been taking care of the beast.

A small jewel was embedded in the hound's teeth.

Wave patterns swirled around the short trimmed fur.

Above all, the body smelled of perfumed oil similar to olive oil.

'You must have chosen Shinsoo to fight against Shinhwa.' I blew out the sound of a beast.

'That's the patch.

Heresy Inquisitor.

Your body smells like perfume.

I was attacked once, but don't think that the second surprise with that [smell] is going to work!' With this body, nothing but the roar of a lion could be produced.

But the Inquisitor seemed to understand my cry.

When he realized that his tactics had become meaningless, he gave up the surprise.

We looked at each other and took one step at a time.

“Karr.”

“Gree…”

The sounds of hounds and lions mingled in the dust.

I circled slowly to catch the hound's back.

'You can't beat me in a one-on-one fight, unless it's a group battle.

Your holy magic formula has formidable power, but it's only close to a support skill.

If you don't have a friend to fight with, you're only half way through.' The golden hound, Karl, wept.

To me, it sounded like the laughter of an Inquisitor.

[The Inquisitor says he is happy to fight you.] 'Are you happy?' [The Inquisitor wants you to prove that you are more capable than he is.] I didn't readily understand the meaning of the message.

The hound moved its front paws more slowly, as if reading my expression.

[The Heretic Inquisitor says.] [He only moves for the best results.] Slowly the cloud of dust settled.

[Each person has different abilities.] [The best of the capable is better than the best of the incompetent.] [If you prove you are more capable than yourself, the Inquisitor is willing to obey you.

] Through the settled dust, the faces of the Jijeong and Sanwa were visible.

Two races were facing each other with us in between.

[He has shown you his best for 200 years.] [The Inquisitor now asks for your best.] The hound rushes in.

I also popped the lion's hooves and raised my claws.

At the same time as the two of us collided, the citizens charged the slaves and the slaves charged the citizens.

-Lime! -Kekerukker! The Sanwa were clad in leather armor and swung their blades with tentacles.

The goblins didn't have proper clothes, so they smashed their stone hammers with their bare bodies.

At the level of armed forces, the citizens were overwhelmed.

But the snails were agitated by the collapse of the pillar, and were pushed by the slaves in terms of morale.

“Groooooooo!”

My claws tore the Inquisitor's hind legs.

kaaa! The hound twisted its neck and screamed.

However, my attack was not critical.

Every moment he was about to deliver the final blow, the Inquisitor skillfully avoided it by using divine magic.

The holy rite became useless for surprise, but was still effective for evasion.

What the Inquisitor's tactics meant was clear.

'Are you wasting time?' The hound cried softly.

I couldn't hear the hounds, but I could easily imagine what the Inquisitor meant.

The Heretic Inquisitor had this to say: 'Right now, the Sanwa are in chaos, but gradually they will come to their senses.

And more troops will be concentrated here.

If I just take the time, I have no choice but to win.' before delay.

That was the tactic of the Inquisitor.

“Kurre.”

I stared at the hound, bleeding from my waist.

The hound limped on its hind legs and made eye contact with me.

Both of us had become wounded beasts.

'It's not a bad tactic, though.' I growled.

'That's only valid when I'm trying to handle myself.

In the current situation, it's a good thing.' Time was never on the side of the Inquisitor.

More precisely, it could not be on the side of the Sanwa.

The time that the snails have ruled until now has choked them in reverse.

[A rebellion occurs in Slimepolis!] Pot, and something appeared from the air.

black swan.

The black bird spread its wings and roared long.

[The vampires rise up against the Sanwa tribe!] The divine beast of the Black Dragon Lord appeared using space transfer.

Bats hanging from the ceiling of the cave flapped their wings.

Bats descended over the snails moving towards the salt mines.

The Sanwa screamed and swung their tentacles, but the vampires showed their teeth even more ferociously.

'It wasn't you who took the time, it was me.

Heresy Inquisitor.' The roar of the beast echoed in the underworld did not stop there.

From the pier where the river was served, from the port where the salt sacks were piled up, four roars erupted from the western end of the cave to the eastern end.

[The Saegi clan rises against the Sanwa!] [The noble clan rises against the Sanwa!] [The Fairy rises against the Sanwa!] [The pure race rises against the Sanwa! ] It was the sound of an empire collapsing.

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