Translator: HH Editor: ShaSha
To clear the 12th floor, I needed almost a thousand deaths.
For the 13th floor, I would need more deaths than that.
‘Sword Emperor.’
-What?
‘Let’s make a bet.’
-What bet?
I cut the neck of the zombie that was running at me. My sword went through like it was slicing through tofu. I spoke as I was looking at the tens, hundreds, and thousands of zombies that were running at me.
‘How many times I’ll die until the 19th floor. Let’s make a bet.’
-Mm.
Bae Hu-ryeong stroked his chin.
-Okay. Then I’ll go for 100 or less!
I grinned.
‘Then I’ll do 99.’
-Wow, you unfair bastard. You wanna play cowardly like that? Huh?
‘Yes. I do.’
Bae Hu-ryeong smirked.
-Fine. Let’s watch the zombie kill his own kind. Do well! Instead, since it’s a bet, I won’t help you. Good?
‘Good.’
I laughed looking at the zombies that were running towards me.
[You have died.]
[You are regressing to 24 hours ago.]
I died while laughing.
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[You have died.]
[You are regressing to 24 hours ago.]
“Ugh, we need to do something about this amount…Witch, can’t you do something?”
“I’m already doing my best. It’s just me. It’s hard. But Death King, can’t you use your skill to fight against them?”
“Ah, of course, I will. But it’s not the cool time yet…about 3 coins later I’ll have to use it.”
“What’s 3 coins?”
“There’s this thing. Mm, anyway…hm, is this thing on the mini map…ah! Sword Saint! Can you pierce through there?! Through that large top that looks like a stone casket! I have something to check!”
“What are you going to check?”
“I’ll explain later, so I’ll request this of you right now! I’m a prophet! Okay?”
“Mm…”
[You have died.]
[You are regressing to 24 hours ago.]
“Okay! Sword Saint! That stone casket is actually a secret opening. Through there, you can find a hammer that has an effect on the undead! You can go with Witch and use it!”
“He’s only ever used a sword his entire life…”
“It has a large territory effect! If you put your Aura on it and slam it into the ground, zombies will be swept away! Okay!?”
“How do you know that?”
“Prophet! Okay!?”
“Well, I never…”
[You have died.]
[You are regressing to 24 hours ago.]
“The zombies are just about taken care of, so now, the Devil King, ugh, what’s that?”
“Zombies. Giants. I think it’s a zombie giant.”
“Mm. Since the history of the temple is pretty old…that’s probably a giant soldier who used to protect this temple. He died beside the Devil King and became his subordinate…it’s probably something like that. If the Heretic Questioner was here, we would’ve known more…”
“Whoa, that person knows about otherworldly religions too? I guess he’s not an SSS Class zealot for nothing.”
“It’s because of his skill.”
“Well, that’s the proof of his SSS Class.”
“How unpleasant. Do you have to talk about that damned bastard? Anyways, I’ll take that giant.”
“Yes, sir, Sword Saint. I’ll leave it to you!”
[You have died.]
[You are regressing to 24 hours ago.]
“Anyways, I’ll take that giant.”
“No, Sword Saint. You can continue to take care of the zombies with the hammer.”
“Look here, that giant is testing my sword so…”
“Prophet! I’m a prophet! Okay?”
“Sheesh…hu, then who’s taking care of that giant?”
“Obviously, the Witch. Please aim your Beam on that giant’s eyes.”
“Well. They are eyes that I wanted to aim at. It’s basically begging for it with that one gigantic eye.”
“Perfect! Let’s go!”
[You have died.]
[You are regressing to 24 hours ago.]
“Anyways, I’ll take that….”
“Hundred Ghosts Summon!”
“Goodness. Death King. Your skill doesn’t even have a cool time?”
“It happened like this…alright, you two can deal with that giant. Especially Witch. I have something I want to ask of you.”
“What is it?”
“Don’t aim for the eyes.”
“How come?”
“If you do, things will go bad.”
“But Death King. Look at the giant zombie with a single eye. Look at the gigantic eye. Can you see it?”
“Yes…I’m looking at it. I know it’s basically begging to be targeted. But you can’t.”
“How come? That…eye, Death King…if you could use Beam like me, and you saw an eyeball like that…”
“I admit it…Witch. If I was you, I would try to argue that I was going to aim at that eye. But I don’t have time to explain that right now…please?”
“Ut…”
“Listen to him, Witch.”
“Sword Saint, even you…”
“That youngster says he’s a prophet. Let’s listen to him for now.”
“…Fine…I’ll do my best…not to aim at that eyeball.”
“Thank you!!”
We ran. We fought. We saved each other.
We did things.
We talked a lot.
-My children…..!
We broke through the zombies that were at the temple.
-My general….!
We pushed aside the giant one-eyed soldier that was probably a legend back in his days.
-AHHHH…..!
[The Devil King of Fall Rain chooses to retreat.]
And,
[The Devil King of Fall Rain falls back to the 14th floor!]
We pushed the Devil King back floor by floor.
Like on the 12th floor, raindrops of light whirled around.
The temple that was the barrier of the continent was shining like a newly wiped shield.
With the sound of a bell, people sang songs. From the East, merchants were riding horses, and from the West, merchants passed by on strange birds. The paladins were thrusting their hammers together while sparring, and the apostles who were looking at them with amorous eyes were pulled to the temple by their ears.
“The priest sneezed!”
There was an orphan who shouted jokingly and received a knuckle to the head by an apostle. A one-eyed soldier waved his hand at the apostle.
Ah.
“Death King.”
Mm.
“Okay,…Witch. Let’s go. Alright, Sword Saint, are you ready/”
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