SSS-Class Suicide Hunter

The ultimate king of virtue.

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Latecomers are at a disadvantage in any field.

Red Ocean already occupied by dead people.

Latecomers must jump in and prove their worth.

It's like the last soldier who struggles to climb the wall occupied by the enemy.

The tower was no different in this respect.

“---Come here!”

When the white light fades and I open my eyes again.

It was not the voice of the goddess that greeted us.

“Warriors climbing the tower!”

It was a child who did not know whether it was a girl or a boy.

A little boy was wearing loose-fitting clothes.

At first glance, the clothes resemble traditional oriental clothes.

“This director has been waiting patiently for one day and three nights!”

But if you look closely...

It was completely different.

Except for the long sleeves, there was no resemblance to the oriental robes.

No, actually, the sleeves were extraordinary.

The sleeves were too long and stretched by more than 5m.

“But it’s okay! Life is a journey that begins with an encounter and ends with an encounter.

In the end, looking back, the meaning of life is not only that you met someone.

Waiting is like a seasoning that deepens life!”

There is a saying that the completion of fashion is the face.

It means that no matter how special clothes you wear, in the end it will be different depending on who wears them.

In that sense, that kid with his five-meter sleeves fluttering was definitely special.

“Once again, sincerely show respect!”

void.

“Welcome to the Great Library of All Things!”

The little boy was floating high in the air.

Looking down at us who were suddenly summoned.

[ The head of the library at the corner of the room welcomes you! ] The constellation, the chief of the library in the corner of the room.

A person who manages floors 21 through 30.

The representative of this world spread his arms and smiled broadly.

But unfortunately, no one accepted him.

murmur murmur.

Hunters did not yet grasp the situation, and looked around bewildered.

“Uh, uh… .”

"what.

Why did it suddenly send itself out?”

“Where are you?”

About hundreds of people counting.

The hunters were confused and whispered.

Most of them had just gathered in the square and shouted the countdown together.

However, there were people who spent their 'personal time' in places other than the square.

“Kyaaaah!?”

“Hey, don’t look here!”

Disappointing screams erupted from everywhere.

A hunter summoned in the shower.

Lovers sent naked.

Whether he was summoned while he was sleeping, or someone who looked around with sleepy eyes.

Hunters who were suddenly in trouble came one after another.

“Ouch.”

The constellation librarian smiled mischievously.

“The director was a little lacking in consideration.”

While the Hunters are struggling not knowing what to do, just right! The librarian snapped his finger.

Then large bookcases flew away.

Those book cases with holes for the head, arms, and legs were put on by finding naked hunters.

"Ah… .”

“It’s all good.”

The hunters who watched breathed a sigh of relief.

I was relieved because I was also very embarrassed.

“What, what the hell is this… .”

In fact, the parties were crying as they covered a large bookcase like a Gundam suit made of corrugated cardboard, but that was a minority opinion.

A wave of shame passed us once.

People were barely able to relax.

They started looking up into the air one by one.

“...Who are you?”

On behalf of the Hunters, the witch opened her mouth.

“And where are you… .”

"Ah.

The director is just an unknown slob who manages a rather large library.

black witch Compared to you, you are infinitely close to extras.

I want you to treat me like a non-existent person.”

"........" The witch wrinkled her eyebrows The other person who doesn't even know who it is, knows who she is.

That fact was an ominous omen.

Can not help it.

I have already gotten used to the constellation to some extent by taking [The Demon King of Autumn Rain] and [Goddess of Protection] as my subordinates.

But to other hunters, the constellation was still unknown.

"-It's just a little big library." Aiming for the timing when the witch bit her lips, I spoke out this time.

"Well.

I don't think it's a bit of a big level, is it?" 21st floor stage.

This was one huge library.

Maybe simply saying it was huge would not be enough.

From the immediate vicinity to the distant horizon, from the floor we were treading on to the ceiling above, shelves full of books were lined up.

Rather, it was closer to a 'world made up of libraries'.

“Oh hey.”

The master of this world looked at me.

innocent eyes.

Her eyes twinkled like an infinitely innocent child.

"Really.

You are the Four Kings." Well.

“Ah, don’t be too vigilant.

Gentlemen.

This enema is harmless.

I really just want to welcome you.

To me, you are the heroes of the epic.”

Heroes in the epic.

I knew what those words meant, having returned 4000 days.

Because this is no ordinary library.

But I deliberately pretended not to know.

“Aren’t they the heroes of the epic?”

“This is it.”

right! The librarian snapped his finger.

Then, two hardcover copies were pulled from countless book shelves.

bouncy fluff.

Hardcovers flew in and hovered around the head of the library.

Each title was written on the cover.

+ [Chronicles of the Empire of Aikim] [Story of Deungcheon City] + The head of the library laughed softly.

“My hobby is reading books.

But the books I gather in my library are by no means ordinary records.

It's your history.

Books of worlds on which towers are built.”

The librarian patted the back of the book with his fine fingers.

“You may be wondering why only you were summoned out of so many warriors.

The reason is simple! Because in your world, only you have a name as a 'character'." “…the name of the character?”

“You call me Lee Myung.”

The librarian looked down at us with a soft smile.

“302 people gathered here.

All of them are warriors with tinnitus.”

Hunters murmured.

“Only hunters with tinnitus are summoned?”

“Everyone else… .”

"for a moment.

Do we really have to attack the tower alone!?”

okay.

It's not the real name used in the outside world, it's the name T.O.P gave to the Hunter.

tinnitus.

That was the admission ticket that was valid from the 21st floor.

'… Before returning, I couldn't even set foot after the 20th floor.' Starters with tinnitus.

Latecomers who did not receive a tinnitus.

'The gap between the two groups is going to widen.' I fiddled with the hilt of the dagger wrapped around my waist.

It is a method to rely on when you are trying to calm your mind...

It was my own little ritual.

'I am different now than I was before.' The stragglers, who had no skills or a nickname, were unable to step in once after the 20th floor, were no longer here.

There is only one new hunter who has risen to the 3rd place in the rankings.

'It will not even participate in the attack and will not be culled.' However, there were few other Hunters who kept their composure other than me.

So was the witch.

She muttered, unable to hide her embarrassment.

"Nonsense.

With 300 people, attacking the tower with such a small number...

.”

“Don’t worry!”

The head of the library took [Chronicles of the Empire of Ai Kim].

And laughed.

“You defended the Aikim Empire with just three people.

With 300 people, that's a whopping 100 times! The stages prepared by this director will pass very smoothly.

Be confident!”

"......." Most of the hunters looked at each other with anxious faces.

In the middle of the great library that stretches endlessly to the horizon.

The 300 or so hunters there looked nothing but a handful of sand.

I hit the player before the uneasy air spread further.

“You go fast.

Librarian, Nari.”

"Ohh?" “I know you are excited to meet a living person, but we want to climb the tower quickly.

The quest hasn't been given yet.

We request that you proceed quickly.”

“Uh-huh, uh-huh.”

The librarian smiled a little.

“That’s right! I didn't finish the rest of the quests that the director was so happy with.

Well.

However, it's not my personality to explain in small words..." Tak! Hundreds of books flew in.

Hardcovers were circling around the library head.

"Let's see.

Which work is the most certain? This apocalypse is so boring, and the destruction is so quiet...

Oh yes! This would be the best.”

The librarian took a book and said, "I warn you in advance." Then he opened it, and a white light emanated from the book that had been opened on both sides.

A wave of light hit us 5.

All the hunters were sent somewhere.

Even though we didn't know where they were, it was clear that it wasn't our world.

Buildings in a style we had never seen before.

Like a termite nest magnified hundreds of times.

The same buildings formed a forest of buildings.

Hunters including me were floating in the sky.

We were in the high sky, and on the ground far below our feet, buildings we had never heard of or seen were lined up.

Someone screamed.

Is he acrophobic? Even though they weren't falling at all, the hunters instinctively grabbed each other's sleeves.

The librarian smiled at the action.

"I'm the librarian, but as I said.

, the archives gathered in my library are not your typical history books or novels.

It can be said to be a little higher, no, much higher!”

The great library of all people.

The library where records from all over the world gather.

The worlds are stored in the form of books.

“This is the world you captured.”

The librarian tapped the hardcover on the cover that read [Chronicles of the Empire of Aigim]: “And this is your own world!”

There was also a book titled [The Story of Deungcheon City.] In addition, hundreds of books were flying around the library.

"There are various ways to call these books.

Some call them epics.

Some call them novels or chronicles.

Some call them Annals (實錄) or sagas.

Still, this is the director's favorite expression.

is different.”

The head of the library turned to us and said, "Apocalypse, the constellation laughed.

A strange laughter echoed in the sky.

"Your apocalypse is… yes.

According to my favorite terminology, it is still [serialized]." After finishing the long prologue, I am now climbing the tower a bit.

It can be said that this is the section where the taste of reading slowly comes out.”

It was then: “But not all apocalypse [series] goes as smoothly as in your world.”

Crumple- something started coming down from the sky.

No.

It was too gentle to say that it was coming down.

They were tearing the sky apart.

Meteor: “Well, there is an apocalypse that has met [suspension of serialization].”

Huge chunks of stone burned and poured.

A meteorite hit directly over the buildings that looked like termite nests.

Qaaaang! A terrible roar shook the world.

Even the earth was torn under the torn sky.

Intelligent bodies other than us must be living there.

The city was destroyed without a trace.

The hunters screamed.

A cloud of dust that rose from the meteorite hit us in an instant.

"There's not just one." In the darkness where nothing could be seen, only the voice of the constellation rang solidly: “There are so many.”

Tick! Somewhere I heard the sound of a book being closed.

At the same time, the clouds of dust disappeared.

The destroyed cities were gone.

The cracked earth was gone, the torn skies were gone.

Instead, new worlds were unfolding under our feet.

“If only [the cause of the year] in the apocalypse was stone-.”

Tsunami: “The reason for the year of the apocalypse is water!”

A tsunami that reached the bottom of the sky engulfed the city.

It was too large to be called a wave, and too violent to be called a tsunami.

It was a disaster.

As the tsunami approached right in front of them, the hunters screamed again.

.”

The constellation sighed sadly, “What a tragic tragedy!”

A world where disease spread and all mankind died.

A world where sand covered the ground and dried up to the last drop of water.

A world where volcanoes erupted and smoke and clouds covered the sky.

Even a world where a zombie virus broke out.

People are human just like you.

They live the same way.

They were making up their own stories, but before they reached a justifiable conclusion, before they even had a magnificent ending, it all ended for an unjustifiable reason.

cow." The head of the library closed the book, "I call this serialization discontinued, but..." Hundreds of books still hovered around the constellation.

You would call it 'Destruction.' After all, we were back in the huge library.

“Wow!”

I could hear groaning here and there.

I had witnessed the destruction of dozens of worlds.

Although there was no physical injury, there were many hunters who were driven to the brink of mind.

“The quest given to you guys is simple.

”

The constellation looked down at us and said, “Choose eight of the discontinued apocalypse.”

Choose eight worlds among the worlds that have been destroyed: “I want to finish reading the apocalypse throughout the year!”

I want to keep watching the stories of the destroyed world, "Go yourselves into the eight books of the apocalypse," and directly into the eight worlds.

"Save the apocalypse from the crisis of serial discontinuation!" stop destruction “That is the quest that this director has given you.”

That is the quest from the 22nd to the 29th floor.

A voice echoed in the heads of the Hunters while the groaning in the library did not stop.

[A quest on the 22nd floor is given.] Texts appeared in front of my eyes.

+ [Remake the World.

Book 1] Difficulty: Undecided Mission Objective: There are many worlds, there are many destructions.

The constellation 'Director of the library in the corner of the room' describes this as discontinuing the serialization.

The head of the library, Bang Gu-seok, wants the world to continue the story again, which has been stopped due to unreasonable reasons.

First choose one of the discontinued apocalypse! If you succeed in saving the world, it will be registered as your 22nd floor.

※However, if the mission fails, the 22nd floor will not be opened.

+ Yes.

That constellation was none other than a reading maniac who was virtuous around the world.

"therefore… .”

I slowly opened my mouth.

“I don’t like the ending, so can you write a book for us?”

“That’s right!”

The head of the library smirked, “I hope you will satisfy my taste in reading!”

To [remake] the endings of the world for this bookworm, that was our job.56.