Chapter 790

Name:Stuck in The Tower Author:


Episode 790 King:

With the sound of something catching, he pushed Mylar next to him.



At the same time, blood spurted from all directions.

“Big!”

Myler also spewed blood, but the wound was not fatal.

There is a large wound on the chin, but it can be treated with potions.

“Everyone be careful! “There’s a hook!”

I sent Mylar back and focused.

The clicking noise I just heard.

Because I could see the cause.

[Concept Butcher pulls up the sacrifice.]

A huge hook appears in the air.

I saw worshipers and strange creatures with their chins being pierced by hooks that looked like those used in a slaughterhouse.

-Kaaaang!

Not only those guys, but some of our personnel were also hit.

“Put it down you bastards!”

“Hold on!”

Those who are caught and dragged to the ceiling.

I tried to break the chain connected to the hook, but it only shook violently and nothing was destroyed.

However, it is not possible to pull a person.

-Burr.

Still alive.

He was shaking and unable to make a sound as if his entire body was paralyzed, but he did not die instantly.

‘Just cut it.’

-Tuung.

He jumped into the air and exhaled.

There is no way to know what will happen if a strong shock occurs in that state.

Be as thin and fast as possible while keeping your body relaxed!

He twisted his waist and swung his loose arms like a whip.

[SSS level power, the unyielding swordsman is shining!]

[Sword Gang]

[Cutting (SSS) Lv.MAX]

[Conceptual half-bone is staring at the butcher!]

-Fit.

The sound is too weak to be like hitting a chain.

At first glance, it sounded like something had passed by.

-Too-doo-duk.

The chain with a solid line broke and those who were climbing up to the ceiling fell.

“received!”

“Treat it! hurry!”

While I was catching those who had fallen and pouring potions on them, I looked at the ceiling.

Surprisingly, there were already a lot of people hanging from the ceiling.

‘concept?’

Their bodies are infested with concepts and confusion like maggots.

Definitely not the good kind.

Their bodies were constantly writhing as if they were still conscious.

I narrowed my eyes.

This is what I thought even after I first came here.

‘You’re either old or crippled. Either that or he’s so weak that I wonder how he ended up on the 99th floor.’

The numerous worshipers here were different from those I had encountered so far.

It was clearly people who were close to the general public or elderly and infirm.

why?

‘The tower won’t bring in old people.’

This information has already been confirmed.

Unless there is a racial trait, the tower attracts people of an age group who are likely to climb the tower.

Only one.

Except there are exceptions that I’ve seen.

‘Framberg.’

There were only dwarves who had brought their entire city to the tower as part of a bet with Delverton.

Information quickly passed through my head.

One who deals with the Tower.

A monster called a king.

no way.

“Did you bring a destroyed world with you?”

“You recognize me. “Seed.”

It was correct to assume that he brought with him a part of a destroyed world like Framberg.

Why haven’t I seen them before?

Nothing special.

It’s probably because they were raised here.

“Subjects of a lost kingdom. I also took them. “It’s a merciful thing to do.”

-Ugh!

-hmm! Mmm!

The moans of those captured covered the voice of Bedrock Vaaluze.

Chaos that pokes through evil techniques and loopholes in the system.

The concepts that made the impossible possible became intertwined and penetrated the bodies of those caught as sacrifices.

Their bodies began to deteriorate rapidly.

The struggle became more intense and blood and pus fell like rain.

-Patter.

-Sigh.

System restrictions imposed on the King of Worship.

The sacrifices are sharing the cost.

“A kingdom exists when a king rules. “Even their breathing and eating are my blessings.”

“You turned around hard.”

In short, he is using the people he brought in as consumables.

Not just worshipers.

‘Human people.’

It is an act that ignores one’s conscience and character.

That’s why I don’t like it even more.

I forgot about it for a moment.

Except for a very small number of people, the fragments of chaos distort the personality.

The process by which a ghost captured in a tower loses its human heart.

please.

“I hope you are sober.”

Because I want it to be inexcusable trash.

-Hung.

The wind blew.

Just one leap.

I ran towards it, digging through the flames.

The countless hands holding me break and burst.

The more he did it, the better his complexion got.

[Concept offering accepts those sacrificed.]

Those who burned were sucked into Bedrock Vaaluze.

His wounds are healing.

The weakened strength returns.

“Was it me or you who killed them?”

“You idiot.”

-Kuddeukdeukdeuk.

The sword stopped in front of the guy’s nose.

The chains hanging from the ceiling became a net and wrapped around my body.

Those hanging on the hook became one with the chain and bit my arms, torso and legs and hugged me.

“A kingdom needs a king!”

“For the king of the lost kingdom!”

“Savior of the ruined world!”

“Krrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrak!”

I ignored the gestures of those who were yelling and sinking their teeth into me and strengthened my hands.

[Demonization (SSS) Lv.4]

[Absolute Domain (SSS) Lv.4]

– Kugugugugugu!

Magi surrounds the body and my own territory unfolds.

I took a step forward, ignoring those who were crumbling like insects jumping into a flame.

The message that my skill leveled up didn’t even reach my ears.

‘Stab.’

With one point.

The chain was still wrapped around the body, but now that it had entered the absolute realm, it was nothing more than a simple chain.

-Kwasik!

Explosively expanding his muscles, he stretched out his sword, and mana shot out along the way.

[Aurora Beam (SSS) Lv.MAX]

[The concept explosion flashes!]

-Quaaaaang!

It struck beyond the chain.

Five colors illuminate the space, and the guy’s expression becomes clearer.

This guy is smiling so much that his face is distorted.

I feel eerie.

“You’re familiar with the concept. excellent.”

The guy didn’t avoid the attack.

A hollow upper body.

Is there any way to be okay with an attack that includes an explosion and an aurora beam?

As the distance from him was not that long, he came within the absolute territory.

[The butcher moves the pieces of meat.]

Gurgling.

Those hanging from the ceiling shrunk with an unpleasant sound.

Fill your body by taking out what it needs.

The place where Concept Butchery is located is absolutely outside the realm. It was beyond my reach.

I narrowed my eyes.

Absolutely terrible.

“It’s a monster.”

It has a slightly different meaning from the monsters I’ve talked about so far.

What made him like this?

Maybe it was like this from the beginning.

The idea of moving the entire kingdom he ruled to the tower was difficult to come up with.

How to survive in a destroyed world.

Several dimensions chose to migrate to other dimensions and they all failed, but only one.

The being before my eyes was different.

“It is not history for you to judge.”

The guy who recovered his body slowly regained his strength.

-Passion!

The system intervened with sparks flying, perhaps to warn of his excessively fast recovery.

“Kaaaaaaak!”

“Kkigigikkik!”

The screams of the worshipers and the monsters only intensified, but his expression was calm.

-Oooooh!

Once again, the energy becomes stronger.

A monster that, if necessary, recovers at the cost of those who follow it.

The cries of countless people following such a cruel king resound like echoes.

“I am the king of the eternal kingdom.”

The pinnacle of that era created by obsession with the kingdom.

“Savior of a ruined world.”

At the same time, fragments of the chaos that ended that era.

“Bedrock Vaaluzeda.”

His eyes turned black.