SSS-Class Suicide Hunter

The Great War.

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I have never read martial arts.

Not only do I have no habit of reading books, but [Martial Arts] is a genre that has already declined in our generation.

Occasionally, old martial arts movies were uploaded to the Internet.

But because of the poor CG technology, it's just a joke.

A time when all seriousness was ridiculed.

The place for Wu and Hyeop to stand was cramped.

A genre that has declined.

A world in decline.

It was snowing there.

"cold!" We, the expedition without dreams and hopes, safely entered the world of the apocalypse.

The vast snowy field that greeted us and our party made a soft, cute sound as we stepped on our shoes.

But the cold that hit us was absolutely cute.

No.

"Everyone!" I exclaimed hastily, "Pull up the aurors to protect yourself!" Dongseol Han (嚴冬雪寒).

My toes were frozen even when I was standing still.

As soon as the viper heard my cry, the viper immediately lit the aurora.

But the non-combatants, the pharmacist and the drug lord couldn’t do it.

…”

“Etch! Eeet, Chwiik! Oh, the old man is dying! He is going to die from the cold!”

It's only been 20 seconds since they fell into the world of the apocalypse.

Already, their complexion has changed to death.

In fact, I did everything in my power to learn the aura.

How can the support-type hunters know how to use the aura? I reacted quickly, "Chunmu Moonju! Take care of the medicine king!" "OK." The Viper carried the King of Medicine.

Whether it was the emperor of the light novel or a man who lived and died from Gao, the Viper was definitely a top-ranking fighter hunter.

The purple Aura he raised immediately surrounded the body of the Medicine King.

I will live for a while…”

The king of medicine breathed a sigh of relief.

His face relaxed like an old man in an open-air hot spring bath.

I nodded and took the pharmacist's hand.

“Yes, yes?”

“Give me your hand.”

An auror flowed from my hand to the apothecary's hand.

A red aura, an aura that has not yet been determined whether it symbolizes fire or blood, wrapped around the apothecary's body.

The pharmacist nodded his head.

“Go, thank you.

King.

But, this is a little ticklish...

.”

“I know you are shy.

I'm ashamed too.

But now is not the time to dwell on shame.”

I looked around.

A blizzard as thick as water mist.

The temperature problem was quickly resolved, but that was all.

I was at a loss as to where I was and where I was going.

“Because the librarian is a constellation, I easily used words like [work] or [all year round].

But this is truly one world.

It's no ordinary book.

We're here to save the world.

Do you know?”

"......" The pharmacist raised his eyes.

“… Yes.

It was.

I guess I thought it was a bit easy.

I will work hard.”

“Each one has to focus on their own role.

For now, I will protect you as an auror, but when you need to cure an epidemic, the boss and the medicine king must deliver.

Please.”

"Yes.

The king.”

Goo-.

A blizzard brushed past my earlobe.

We opened our eyes and tried to somehow grasp the geography of our surroundings.

I remembered the last sentence of the Cheonma Sillok.

「Suddenly, the monster turned and the demon died.」 「Soon, everyone else died」 A concise sentence.

The sentence, which is less than 50 characters, did not contain 'cold as if it were fleshy', and 'eyes that filled up to my calves and knees because my ankles could not be locked' did not appear.

It's just that the world has been destroyed.

From now on we had to find out.

What happened to the death of a character called 'Chunma'? What is the 'monstrous thing' that has driven mankind in this world to extinction? "Oh." Kwok.

The pharmacist clasped my right hand a little tighter.

She pointed to the other side of the blizzard.

“Look over there, my lord! I think I just saw people!”

We all looked in the direction the pharmacist was pointing.

She was right.

I couldn't see well because of the thick snow...

Through the wind, the shadow of a man was reflected.

The shadows were innumerable.

Not just one or two, but dozens.

There may have been hundreds of people.

Forest of Inyeong (人影).

"OK." I walked ahead “Let’s go over there for now!”

snow flew It wasn't snow falling from the sky.

The snow that had already fallen was swept away by the wind.

When it is covered by a blizzard, people can only see shadows, so we walked closely together so that we wouldn't part with each other.

- It's a zombie.

the mastermind said.

The mastermind was looking around instead of my eyes.

- What's strange? I can't hear anything from that direction.

'Isn't the sound obscured by the heavy snowstorm?' -Things like that happen, too.

Bae Huo-ryeong looked at Inyeong's forest with narrowed eyes.

-But it's not just that I can't hear the sound...

They don't move at all.

don't even move It's not a person, but a stone statue? Fortunately, the snowstorm subsided shortly thereafter.

As the snow stopped, my vision became more comfortable.

But fortunately, it ended there.

We were speechless for a moment at the sight unfolding before our eyes.

“… what.

these are?" The viper breathed white breath.

“Why are all humans frozen?”

in the middle of the snowy field.

Hundreds of humans all stood frozen.

2.

"… It's a real human." The pharmacist looked at the frozen human and said, wearing latex gloves and plucking the flesh from the corpse with tongs.

"According to the [Life Certificate] skill, he has already been dead for two years and three months.

The cause of death is infection." Death by [the moving hospital], an unregistered disease as of yet.”

“How strange!”

The medicine king also took out his glasses and looked around the frozen human.

Just like a martial arts hunter uses his skills to practice martial arts, they diagnosed the frozen human with a support-type skill.

“All causes of death are the same.

No.

He died from a disease, so he had to die lying on the ground at the very least...

But don't they all stand? Huh, um, ghosts are howling.

When something like this happens, in Silicon Valley..." “It is very likely that someone moved it here on purpose.”

The pharmacist cut off the king's words.

After hearing my words, the pharmacist's expression became serious.

"The cause of death is the same, but the date of death is different.

This person was 2 years ago.

That person was 3 years old.

He died before.

I can only assume that someone intentionally moved the body…”

I narrowed my brow, "Is it some sort of grave?" “Hmm.”

The viper stroked his chin.

"It's a tomb.

From a distance, it looks like a terracotta warrior." All the frozen humans had different poses.

Some people looked up at the sky with their arms outstretched.

Others stood still with their mouths open like an animal.

When I saw the closest frozen human, I muttered in my mind, letters fluttered above the pure white snowfield, + Name: Jang Seong-pa Likes: - Favorite Genre: - Disliked Genre: - Favorite Character: - Disliked Character : - Favorite Plot: - Unfavorable Plot: - Mental State: 'Light.' + '......." This is how the character window of those who have already died appears.

Perhaps the 'light' displayed in the psychological state is...

This was probably the last thought he had when he died.

The mind of the corpse was fixed like the inscription on the tombstone.

The party chattered while facing the riddle.

"tomb… .

If this is a cemetery, why would it be built this way?”

“Well.

But they all have weapons around their waists.”

“Do you feel like there is no place to stay? It's warm thanks to Auror...

.”

That was the moment.

“---Uh-huh!”

Laughter was heard from afar.

Our group reflexively lowered our bodies.

The owner of the laughter shouted at someone, perhaps not noticing us.

“The underworld of magic ends today!”

"under.

A passing dog will overturn and laugh.”

There was not one voice.

it was two "As long as the main seat is intact, the world of magic is in good health.

Buwolseon.

You must say goodbye to the Jeongpa Moorim." The voices were loud.

One was the voice of an old man, the other was that of a young woman.

The old man exclaimed, “Rush! My head was blown away.

Even the rotten elder Madu also cut off their heads and sent them to the Nether! Only Jung Yeongman of Moorim, who follows me, is five hundred, so what kind of magic does a four-year-old use to block this body!”

"after." The woman laughed softly, "The tongues of old men are really long.

The blood demons only went out of the country for a while under secret orders from the main office.

They are not weak enough to be killed by you guys." I lifted my finger and showed it to the gang.

The party blinked, 'Let's approach quietly, okay?' The party nodded silently.

We sneakily walked through the cemetery of frozen human beings, the forest of corpses.

The voices of two people who did not know who they were were gradually getting closer.

Soon after, we saw their faces.

First of all, worry about your minions.

Wolseon-ah.”

The woman was wearing a black uniform.

"Where have all the companions of the Sega that you so proud of have gone? The old man who was once revered as the leader of Moorim has become ugly." "her!" The old man was wearing a white robe, saying, "I don't know.

They followed my secret orders and quickly spread across the world!" “He has a lot of secret names.”

"Isn't it because all four years of uselessly messed up the world? Ugh! If it wasn't for the asshole-like mage world, the situation would never have been this weird!" “If we are the assholes, then what are you guys who handed over Moorim to such assholes.

They are above the assholes, so we should call them Sangbyeongsin.”

“Yes, four years dare!?”

"If you twist it, run away.

Nonchin." There was a very low-level fight going on.

From what he said, the old man in a small suit was a figure from the Jeong faction, and the woman in a black uniform seemed to be from the Sapa faction.

The women pointed their arms at each other, "Okay.

I won't see a squeaky guinea pig like you anymore! Don't split the four-year-old head in two, present one to the Jade Emperor and the other to Yeomra!" "after.

This is what I really wanted for a life-and-death decision.

Today, I will finally cut off the last faction of the faction and show that the world of magic is alive and well.”

Although the tone is frivolous, it is a typical duel of the Moorim people.

Now, if the two of them had to draw out their power and share a splendid swordsmanship, everything would have been perfect.

However, a serious problem was discovered.

- It's a zombie.

The spirit behind the scenes murmured in despair.

- What are they doing with the branch right now...

? okay.

The old man and the woman, the two strong men, were holding wooden sticks as thin as a stick.

It was the 'weapon' the two of them took out.

The flashy weapons that usually appear in martial arts movies were nowhere to be found.

"......." "......." The two seemed to be embarrassed when they aimed their sticks at each other.

They exchanged glances for a long time.

A woman in a black uniform opened her mouth slowly.

“… … Buwol Sun-ah.

Where did you put the Okbuwol you were proud of, so you brought some kind of wood shard? The only strong point about you was that you wield an ax with enthusiasm...

.”

“Shit, it’s noisy!”

The old man's face brightened.

“Four years! How did you get rid of the sword that was treated with pity like your daughter's, and you're holding a stick like that!" “Uh-huh, it’s a stick.”

The woman averted her gaze.

“It’s harsh.

Since then, it has been a wooden sword that the main character has cut himself.

The essence of the thousand-year magic is contained in this wooden sword, and the main seat personally bestowed the name of the thousand-year-old magic to this weapon.”

“Are you giving the name of Macheon to a single stick now?”

"Well.

Shouldn't that...

?”

"......." "......." silence.

said the old man softly.

“Hmmm.

Anyway, four thousand hundred degrees is too much.

How about using the name Pyeontae (輸答) in a small way?”

“Pyeontae-myeon doesn’t mean that it literally means grasshopper… .”

“Literally a rod, as it looks, a rod! You idiot!”

The woman nodded her head sullenly.

"I know.

Since you say so, the name of the mage will suffice for this seat as well.”

"His demon! Ma!" The old man's white beard trembled.

“Why are all the black thieves so anxious that they can’t add M to their names!? There are only four demons under the power of four years: blood horses, sword demons, ghost spirit horses, moon spirit horses, and wolyeong horses! They even call them Sima-gun! Do you guys even start learning the Thousand Characters before memorizing them?”

"Hmm.

Doesn't it look elegant...

?”

"iced coffee! Kangho passed over to those kites at least for a moment!”

at that time.

The dark clouds gnawed at the sun little by little.

The clouds covering the snow were so thick that the twilight was thickly set on the snowy field.

In an instant, the world became as dark as early evening.

“Huh!?”

The old man flinched.

“No, Madu.

Now is not the time to fight amongst ourselves!”

"......!" The two Muslims leaned their backs on each other as if they had ever had an argument.

A cold sweat was running down the woman's forehead.

“Damn it.

Fortress celestial principle was behaving arbitrarily, but...

.”

“Bitch! Weren't you confident that the weather will be sunny today!" “Fortune telling is sometimes right and sometimes wrong.

This seat only learned over the shoulder how to fortune a ghost.

How can you see through heaven?”

"Gosh! I'd rather have a fortune teller as the headmaster in the manor.

I'm so enamored with this bitch's words that I misspelled my lines!" “Shut up and get ready to fight, old man.

All the energy that I don't have is gone." Our group was bewildered.

The pharmacist who was close to me screamed.

“Hey, why are you like that all of a sudden? ?”

"well.

I'm fine too...

.”

It was the moment when I was about to answer that I did not know.

- Grump.

Something was wriggling.

At first, I thought someone in our group was making the noise.

But as I started to hear something growl from the left, from the right, from the front, from the back, I knew I was clearly wrong.

- Go oh oh...

.

- Kigiik, huh.

- Grrr.

“Hey!?”

The pharmacist was startled and stuck to my arm.

Through the glasses, she could see that her complexion had darkened.

There was not much difference in the faces of the viper and the drug king.

Maybe my face right now was wrinkled badly.

- Exciting profit! - Whoa, whoa.

Frozen humans who count thousands of waters.

Those we considered to be mere corpses...

I moved my limbs slowly.

- Uh.

The eyeballs of the corpse that had hardened in the immediate vicinity returned.

The pupils were open, and the eyebrows were almost absent.

Above all, a part of the pupil was digging because it was eaten by an insect.

Nevertheless, the corpse stared straight at us.

"......." He and I met our eyes.

As soon as I saw the eyes of the corpse, I realized.

“Mr.

.”

The apocalypse named Cheonma Sillok.

The book clearly states: + [Cheonma Sillok] Genre: Martial Arts, Fusion Difficulty: Grade B Number of people: 2-4 people ※The serialization is currently suspended.

Introduction: Moorim.

The world of those who worship nothing, use nothing, and reach nothing! A heavenly demon appeared here and tried to unify Moorim.

Magic Bridge (魔敎) united around Heaven.

The forces that oppose such magic.

They clash over the direction of the world...

… would have done If it hadn't been for a sudden super epidemic.

Year-round cause: An unidentified infectious disease broke out in the world and the Cheonma died.

Magic is annihilated.

All other powers are destroyed.

end.

+ The corpses that I thought were only frozen humans moved slowly.

The movements were slow and sluggish, but the sight of the body moving itself was terrifying.

It was only later that I realized what the 'unidentified monster' that destroyed this world was.

“Isn’t the super epidemic a [zombie virus]!”

The corpse's mouth opened at the same time I shouted.

- Oooh ooh! The sun is covered by dark clouds.

A thousand zombies have attacked us.63.