I'm not a Regressor
I am not a returner Episode 332:
Treasure hunt (11)
A sword as white as a snowy field.
The body of the sword, which stretched out in an elegant curve, was so beautiful that an exclamation flowed involuntarily, and the surface of the sword was engraved with a delicate snowflake pattern that seemed to have been crafted by a famous craftsman.
A famous sword that doesn’t even need to be explained in words.
No, even the expression “famous sword” was too plain in the face of that white sword.
‘Divine thing.’
A sword made by the hands of gods, not humans.
Just as the sword was pulled out of its sheath, a stinging chill ate away at my body like poison.
The exhaled breath turned into pale frost and dispersed, and the muscles of my entire body stiffened as if I had been in ice water.
‘I never thought I’d feel this cold inside a volcano.’
If I had known this would happen, it would have been better to take a vest with cold resistance rather than a vest with fire resistance.
Ojin looked at the white sword in Deimos’ hand with sharp eyes.
‘When I look at it, it looks square.’
I couldn’t tell if it was light or not because I hadn’t heard of it, but at least the description of it being square didn’t fit that sword at all.
-My treasure! Give it back!
Baek Moo-gang, inside the crystal ball, shouted in an excited voice.
Deimos turned his head in the direction where the voice was coming from, and a low exclamation flowed from his mouth.
“Is that really what happened?”
A bitter sneer appeared on Deimos’ lips.
“In the first place, the purpose was to be the ‘Holy Sword of Deneb.’”
Deimos lightly lifts the white sword in his hand.
Deneb’s Holy Sword was the most valuable treasure among the tens of thousands of treasures he possessed.
How hard did you go through to get this sword?
It was a holy sword that was acquired by finding the first apostle of Deneb with great difficulty, despite the restrictions of the law.
No matter how much I tried to get it back, there was no way I could get it back.
“Persistent guy.”
Deimos glared at Baek Moo-gang, who was visible through the crystal ball, as if he was bored.
Even though he was beaten several times and pushed to the brink of death, the crazy old man did not give up and chased after him.
‘If I knew he was this tough, I would have killed him right away.’
Although he endured killing to avoid Deneb’s wrath.
When he saw Baek Moo-gang following him to his territory, his unbearable murderous will boiled over.
“It’s still good. “I wanted to kill him with my own hands someday.”
Deimos stared at the crystal ball with eyes full of life.
In the past, I couldn’t kill him because of Deneb, but now things have changed.
‘If he wakes up, all the constellations will be eaten.’
He raised the holy sword, sprinkling thick murderous energy.
First of all, before killing Baek Moo-gang, I planned to deal with the person who appeared to be his helper first.
“It’s the holy sword of Deneb...”
Ojin muttered quietly as he followed Deimos and raised his spear.
I knew at a glance that it was not a simple sword, but I never expected it to be a sword made by Deneb himself.
‘It’s worth turning on your eyes and looking for it.’
It was such a valuable item that even the expression “treasure” felt inadequate.
If it is not only valuable but also proves your qualifications as Deneb’s ‘first apostle’, you will be even more obsessed with it.
‘But there’s something...’
A strange sense of heterogeneity, like gears that don’t mesh.
Oh Jin, who was squinting his eyes and continuing his thoughts, soon shook his head.
‘later.’
There was no time for useless thoughts.
Ojin added strength to the spear in his hand and raised the magic power of Stigmata.
The stigmata of Lyra engraved on the left chest radiated light, and a distant magical power spread throughout the body.
“Hmph!”
Coo!
As if they were timing each other, Ojin and Deimos kicked their feet at the same time.
Intersecting blue thunderbolts and white flames.
A strong shock swept through the inside of the golden treasury.
“Ugh.”
Deimos looked at the treasures lying on the floor and looked sad, as if he was about to shed tears at any moment.
This time, he did not protect the treasure by throwing himself at his feet.
“Your gnome...!”
He just continued to attack Ojin more fiercely with eyes filled with hatred.
“Ugh!”
Baekyeom dances.
Every time the holy sword is swung, a fierce flame burns as if it will engulf Ojin.
“haha!”
Every time I touched the pure white flame, my skin died and a dizzying chill penetrated my body.
‘It’s so strong.’
Is it not for nothing that he is called the ‘Grand Duke’?
Deimos’ power was so strong that even Ojin, who rose to become a high-ranking awakened, could not deal with it.
“Let’s go, old man.”
“huh! “Will you punish the bad person?”
As soon as Ojin gave permission, Baekmu Gang rushed towards Deimos.
As the swords crossed, a loud metal sound rang out.
“Give me the treasure!”
Baekmugang attacked Deimos with a flowing sword strike.
but.
“You’re still a noisy guy.”
Pakak!
The rusty iron sword in Baek Moo-gang’s hand shattered into pieces.
“Uh huh?”
Baek Mu-gang is embarrassed as he looks at the broken sword.
“Use this!”
Oh Jin grabbed a sword and threw it at Baek Moo-gang.
It was a sword lying around nearby, but it was a famous sword that could not even be compared to the rusty iron sword he was using.
“I’m not used to this.”
“Even if you’re not familiar with it, you should use it.”
You can’t fight Deimos with your bare hands, right?
“Hmph!”
The battle with Deimos has begun again.
Vega’s thunderbolt, which flew into the air, put appropriate pressure on Deimos, and Baek Moo-gang, holding a new sword, added his strength.
“Keuuu!”
Deimos swallowed his sleep and took a step back.
‘It’s much more worth it.’
It was difficult to deal with Deimos alone, but with the addition of Vega and Baekmugang, things became easier.
‘If only I could find the right time to use my brain and body.’
If you can use the proper brain body rather than the brain body that is loosely deployed, you will be able to give it a proper blow.
“Buy me a moment!”
[I understand!]
“Yes! “I’ll listen to good people!”
Baek Moo-gang stepped forward and put pressure on Deimos.
Ojin took a step back and concentrated his magic power on his right arm.
‘Charge charge charge.’
Overlapping more than ten times.
A dizzying amount of magical power began to condense in his right arm.
The right arm, where magical power was concentrated, swelled as if it would explode.
A terrible pain shot through my arm.
“charge.”
Let’s go, let’s go!
The right arm exploded, creating an arm made of lightning.
“Get out of the way!”
He ran past Baekmu River and swung the Thunder God’s arm.
Rumbling!
A tidal wave of blue thunder struck Deimos.
“Kaaaaaa!”
Deimos rolled over his eyes and screamed in pain.
“Ah ah ah.”
Deimos collapsed, drool flowing from his mouth.
“My my treasure. “My gold.”
He crawled towards the gold that had been swept away by the torrent of lightning.
Most of the gold that had been swept away by the torrent of lightning was badly broken into pieces.
“Ahhh.”
Deimos crouched down with his hands full of fragmented gold.
and.
Crunch munching.
He greedily stuffed the gold he had grabbed into his mouth.
“No one...”
Eyes sparkling with madness turned to Ojin.
“No one can take my treasure.”
Crunch! Crunch! Crunch!
The more gold he ate, the more Deimos’ body, which was like a dry twig, swelled like a hell spear on some kind of steroid.
“What is that...”
Ojin gaped as he watched Deimos grow bigger every time he ate the gold.
If only the size were bigger.
The magical power emanating from Deimos was also exponentially amplified each time the gold was consumed.
It was going so smoothly, but I never thought I would increase my strength by eating gold.
‘Why, does every bastard I deal with have a second phase?’
Is it Dark Souls?
Chapter 332: 332
Treasure hunt (11)
A sword as white as a snowy field.
The body of the sword, which stretched out in an elegant curve, was so beautiful that an exclamation flowed involuntarily, and the surface of the sword was engraved with a delicate snowflake pattern that seemed to have been crafted by a famous craftsman.
A famous sword that doesn’t even need to be explained in words.
No, even the expression “famous sword” was too plain in the face of that white sword.
‘Divine thing.’
A sword made by the hands of gods, not humans.
Just as the sword was pulled out of its sheath, a stinging chill ate away at my body like poison.
The exhaled breath turned into pale frost and dispersed, and the muscles of my entire body stiffened as if I had been in ice water.
‘I never thought I’d feel this cold inside a volcano.’
If I had known this would happen, it would have been better to take a vest with cold resistance rather than a vest with fire resistance.
Ojin looked at the white sword in Deimos’ hand with sharp eyes.
‘When I look at it, it looks square.’
I couldn’t tell if it was light or not because I hadn’t heard of it, but at least the description of it being square didn’t fit that sword at all.
-My treasure! Give it back!
Baek Moo-gang, inside the crystal ball, shouted in an excited voice.
Deimos turned his head in the direction where the voice was coming from, and a low exclamation flowed from his mouth.
“Is that really what happened?”
“In the first place, the purpose was to be the ‘Holy Sword of Deneb.’”
Deimos lightly lifts the white sword in his hand.
Deneb’s Holy Sword was the most valuable treasure among the tens of thousands of treasures he possessed.
How hard did you go through to get this sword?
It was a holy sword that was acquired by finding the first apostle of Deneb with great difficulty, despite the restrictions of the law.
No matter how much I tried to get it back, there was no way I could get it back.
“Persistent guy.”
Deimos glared at Baek Moo-gang, who was visible through the crystal ball, as if he was bored.
Even though he was beaten several times and pushed to the brink of death, the crazy old man did not give up and chased after him.
‘If I knew he was this tough, I would have killed him right away.’
Although he endured killing to avoid Deneb’s wrath.
When he saw Baek Moo-gang following him to his territory, his unbearable murderous will boiled over.
“It’s still good. “I wanted to kill him with my own hands someday.”
Deimos stared at the crystal ball with eyes full of life.
In the past, I couldn’t kill him because of Deneb, but now things have changed.
‘If he wakes up, all the constellations will be eaten.’
He raised the holy sword, sprinkling thick murderous energy.
First of all, before killing Baek Moo-gang, I planned to deal with the person who appeared to be his helper first.
“It’s the holy sword of Deneb...”
I knew at a glance that it was not a simple sword, but I never expected it to be a sword made by Deneb himself.
‘It’s worth turning on your eyes and looking for it.’
It was such a valuable item that even the expression “treasure” felt inadequate.
If it is not only valuable but also proves your qualifications as Deneb’s ‘first apostle’, you will be even more obsessed with it.
‘But there’s something...’
A strange sense of heterogeneity, like gears that don’t mesh.
Oh Jin, who was squinting his eyes and continuing his thoughts, soon shook his head.
‘later.’
There was no time for useless thoughts.
Ojin added strength to the spear in his hand and raised the magic power of Stigmata.
The stigmata of Lyra engraved on the left chest radiated light, and a distant magical power spread throughout the body.
“Hmph!”
Coo!
As if they were timing each other, Ojin and Deimos kicked their feet at the same time.
Intersecting blue thunderbolts and white flames.
A strong shock swept through the inside of the golden treasury.
“Ugh.”
Deimos looked at the treasures lying on the floor and looked sad, as if he was about to shed tears at any moment.
This time, he did not protect the treasure by throwing himself at his feet.
He just continued to attack Ojin more fiercely with eyes filled with hatred.
“Ugh!”
Baekyeom dances.
Every time the holy sword is swung, a fierce flame burns as if it will engulf Ojin.
“haha!”
Every time I touched the pure white flame, my skin died and a dizzying chill penetrated my body.
‘It’s so strong.’
Is it not for nothing that he is called the ‘Grand Duke’?
Deimos’ power was so strong that even Ojin, who rose to become a high-ranking awakened, could not deal with it.
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Baek Moo-gang was also there, stamping his feet with a restless expression.“Let’s go, old man.”
“huh! “Will you punish the bad person?”
As soon as Ojin gave permission, Baekmu Gang rushed towards Deimos.
As the swords crossed, a loud metal sound rang out.
“Give me the treasure!”
Baekmugang attacked Deimos with a flowing sword strike.
but.
“You’re still a noisy guy.”
Pakak!
“Uh huh?”
Baek Mu-gang is embarrassed as he looks at the broken sword.
“Use this!”
Oh Jin grabbed a sword and threw it at Baek Moo-gang.
It was a sword lying around nearby, but it was a famous sword that could not even be compared to the rusty iron sword he was using.
“I’m not used to this.”
“Even if you’re not familiar with it, you should use it.”
You can’t fight Deimos with your bare hands, right?
“Hmph!”
The battle with Deimos has begun again.
Vega’s thunderbolt, which flew into the air, put appropriate pressure on Deimos, and Baek Moo-gang, holding a new sword, added his strength.
“Keuuu!”
Deimos swallowed his sleep and took a step back.
‘It’s much more worth it.’
It was difficult to deal with Deimos alone, but with the addition of Vega and Baekmugang, things became easier.
‘If only I could find the right time to use my brain and body.’
If you can use the proper brain body rather than the brain body that is loosely deployed, you will be able to give it a proper blow.
“Buy me a moment!”
[I understand!]
Baek Moo-gang stepped forward and put pressure on Deimos.
Ojin took a step back and concentrated his magic power on his right arm.
‘Charge charge charge.’
Overlapping more than ten times.
A dizzying amount of magical power began to condense in his right arm.
The right arm, where magical power was concentrated, swelled as if it would explode.
A terrible pain shot through my arm.
“charge.”
Let’s go, let’s go!
The right arm exploded, creating an arm made of lightning.
“Get out of the way!”
He ran past Baekmu River and swung the Thunder God’s arm.
Rumbling!
A tidal wave of blue thunder struck Deimos.
“Kaaaaaa!”
Deimos rolled over his eyes and screamed in pain.
“Ah ah ah.”
Deimos collapsed, drool flowing from his mouth.
“My my treasure. “My gold.”
Most of the gold that had been swept away by the torrent of lightning was badly broken into pieces.
“Ahhh.”
Deimos crouched down with his hands full of fragmented gold.
and.
Crunch munching.
He greedily stuffed the gold he had grabbed into his mouth.
“No one...”
Eyes sparkling with madness turned to Ojin.
“No one can take my treasure.”
Crunch! Crunch! Crunch!
The more gold he ate, the more Deimos’ body, which was like a dry twig, swelled like a hell spear on some kind of steroid.
“What is that...”
Ojin gaped as he watched Deimos grow bigger every time he ate the gold.
If only the size were bigger.
The magical power emanating from Deimos was also exponentially amplified each time the gold was consumed.
It was going so smoothly, but I never thought I would increase my strength by eating gold.
‘Why, does every bastard I deal with have a second phase?’
Is it Dark Souls?
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