After escaping the collapsing tunnel, everyone was kind of exhausted after speed mining every valuable loot we could gather. Right now, Oren, despite being awake, was still groggy from the experience. For sure that despite being a heavy-duty tanker he still took a great toll stopping both blows. His complexion was pale, as well.
It must be a side effect of using the potion.
Conversely, Gwyneth was still determined on her request, "Come on… am I not pretty?"
"You're not…" I easily answered, not because she is really not but my standards have significantly shifted away from Eve's descendants, to me she is more like a long lost half-sister or something, I'm particularly not into that thing.
I stepped out of the Sinister Alley just a few feet away from the Shumei Shopping District. As I walk the path towards the seeping sunlight, there is a binging silence in the area. I was about to remove my Devourer's Mask when I felt something unusual. The place was too silent despite the rumbling on the chewy layer of maltene beneath the heavily scorched pavement and the rattling of the cans and bottles scattered on the floor. It is as if the sound waves are purposely omitted. Even the sound of my own footsteps is so quiet that it was tantalizing. I heightened my perception, and successfully traced a faint amount of scalding flesh, which smel
Liliana has been constantly following me since earlier. Is she really serious about helping me complete that quest, I hardly even know any information about it? I mean she's an NPC right shouldn't she give me at least some hints, although she seems to be unbounded by any role. Judging from her clothes, a monochromatic black Mesh Cut-out Top, partnered with black Cycling Shorts underneath a short Draped Skirt, Chunky Boots, and distinct Gothic Lace Choker, she seems to be a free-spirited rich lady. I don't see any significance about her role in this apocalyptic society, should I ask her about it? But if I did, she might think I'm entertaining her request to accompany me. "Ah, it doesn't matter anyway," I said and decided to remain walkin
I stood up from the bed and looked at the clock, "That was a nice nap…" I said to myself and did my daily stretching routine. I sweated a good amount and went straight to the bath. Ivana and Liliana have already returned to their usual outfit. The white shirt was elegantly folded on the dining table while the black shirt was trashed on the sofa like some kind of unused rug. "Tsh!" I tittered, as I think how oppositely different the two of them are. I tried not to mind it, and just entered the bath like usual. The warm shower is best after a morning workout.
"Hmm… Mr. Dante!" I said and felt delighted to see him. "I heard the news that you were able to survive a quest that was ranked S-tier, I still can’t believe it, although you've changed a lot that I almost didn't recognize you. I was kinda embarrassed at his statement since Mr. Dante was the vice-commander of Deathly Hallows, a famous group composed mostly of A-tier challengers. He tried to recruit me once as a runner during their raid, only that the commander opposed it so it didn't actually happen. I also wanted to refuse that time since I'm afraid that I might die in an A-tier quest. Although I was quite happy since he was one of the first people who didn't judge my abilities just because of my tier-g
When can you say that a game can no longer be played? When you finally defeated the boss? Perhaps when an unfixable bug suddenly crashed the game? Or is it when you already lost interest in it? Whatever the reason, whenever I played a game I was always serious. * * * It was during that day when I could finally go back to school after recovering from a car accident when I subsequently saved a cat. Of course, Mom was overjoyed to see me getting discharged a week after the incident. Right now, seeing myself in my uniform seems odd, just a week ago I was a helpless kid with long hair wearing a vandalized arm cast. "Azr
For a week, the world government verified that Challengers that played Evangelion are the only ones who could kill the monsters, although the reason behind it was unknown. Suddenly a month after the first rupture, training schools had been built to train challengers, aged 5 to 18 to teach them combat and survival skills, as well as to familiarize them with the system. The use of glasses was also replaced by contact lenses to help in mobility, since there are reports that Challengers with outdated glasses break during intense fights, causing a lot of quest accidents. At first the old version of the "Iris Lens" system only allowed a few features, so many tech companies are focusing on developing a more advanced second version. I recently found out that they will be using holographic and spatial dimension technology research by studying the rupture. &n
"Azriel, someone came to visit!" 'I don't want to go' That was what came to my mind as I heard the words of the NPC monitoring me. After all, I caused a huge commotion during the first Promotional Exam when I was able to outsmart the testing area after using the crystallized essence of holy energy gathered in an A-tier quest to be ranked A-tier in holy power, with the money I got I was able to buy it in an localized auction. Of course I was properly re-evaluated and came to realize I was an F-tier, lower than the lowest expected tier-grade which was E-tier. In comparison, F-tier is no different than a normal human, while E-tier is within human peak level. I covered myself with a blanket as a w
Monsters of different forms exited the crack in space, luckily for now the smaller, and weaker monsters were the only ones who escaped. Of course, we would find it rather scary to face a bigger monster all of a sudden, although we were already screwed since that only means that far stronger monsters are waiting for us on the other side. "Uhm, excuse me, Mr. Iliac…." The Association NPC called my attention, "Are you sure, it was ok not to wear any protective equipment!?" "…." I purposely paused, and studied the mood for a bit before returning my gaze back at her, "I'm going to be fine since I'm the strongest F-tier in the world," I meant
I tried to locate the origin of the sound and noticed a screen featuring a girl— small and delicate as one seems to be. Her age could be anywhere from 16 to 19. It's striking to say that she's fair in a flawed, accessible way. [Ah, sorry. This is … uhm, you could say that she is the A.I. interface of the system that governs the whole operation of Evangelion.]"The Developer is a man of culture, I suppose," I told myself as I noticed how he was simping on a 2D projection. The artificial interface with the name seems friendly enough to make me less cautious but the mystery behind his motivation to create such a system still baffles me. Well, it's not that knowing his preference will change anything, I simply came here to finally have answers to my questions. [You know, I've been quite curious about you for quite a long time now, even before the Daejeon Underground Subway incident. To be honest, I never thought that you would survive for this long, even after being regard
I positioned the Satanic Blades in reverse grip, indicating that I'm going to take this seriously. At the same time, Valhalla and Hannah distanced themselves, now more determined to use everything in their arsenal to bring me down. I tried to used the to escape.But before we could even escape, a group of NPCs went forward towards us and a familiar NPC greeted us profoundly. "Greetings! I'm Nathaniel von Valenschtein, Challenger's Association's Officer in Charge, and Head Representative of the Monitoring Division. I'm pleased to meet you Mr. Iliac, congratulations for being officially regarded as a Candidate," Mr. Nathaniel monotonously introduced himself. "As for you, Ms. Luvia. I'm glad to have finally met you…."Ivana froze in place for his sudden appearance. However, I find it odd how much she is shuddering in anxiety."I see that you're also here, Ms. Hannah," Mr. Nathaniel, who is supposed to be the most emotionless NPC I know, suddenly gave a lovely smile.I
"Hadeon! Wait…." Valhalla called his attention. On the other hand, Hadeon pretended not to hear her and continued to make himself busy tending to his wounds."Are you purposely avoiding me!?" Valhalla lashes out. Hadeon has never acted like this before, and she seems to have an idea what exactly the reason is, "Ok, let me get this straight… I knew you were the one who called the association," she confessed. Hadeon's face soured as he heard her valid accusations, "Is there something wrong about that? He deliberately acted on his own…. Besides, why are you so overprotective of him now!?" Hadeon proceeded to raise his voice. "Hadeon, that's not the point! The situation is an emergency! You could've died there if he hadn't acted!" Valhalla asked. "That would've been better!" "Hadeon, are you hearing yourself right now…." Valhalla clenched her fist and looked dead straight into his eyes. "What do you want me to do then, thank him!? After he humiliated me in front of the guild?" Hadeo
As I was thinking about what I should do with these quest rewards, Valhalla, along with the few members of the guild, went to the other members' aid. Hadeon, on the other hand, tried to stand up on his own. Even though he seems to have already recovered from his injuries, his expression was dead and his eyes were droopy. I was about to approach them when Mr. Mulligan suddenly blocked my way, "It seems like the situation had been dire." "Yeah, a lot of things just happened…" I replied and scratched my head. A little later, I noticed I was still holding the Satanic Twin Blades."Ah, before I forgot, thank you for lending me the Short Swords, Sir…." I said, "I guess I should return it now…" I tried to hand him back the Twin Blades but he vehemently shook his hands."Don't bother, I already decided to give it to you anyways…" Mr. Mulligan smiled. I was tilting my head as I tried to be confused, when he suddenly mentioned my name, "I know that is you Azriel…." Unable to expect that he'
The sorcerers fixed their gaze on me. It looks like they figured out that my strength is not enough to fight against this many opponents at the same time. They just need to bombard me with whatever attack to preoccupy me and their General will soon find the right timing to strike. To accomplish this, the sorcerers began to recite an incantation."…"Their lips started to move quickly."O striae tenebrarum! Attende cantilenam nostram, Quia in ipso aurorae periturus est!""It’s over, human!"The sorcerer’s mouth curled into a smile. Just in time, I felt the movement of demonic energy as the sorcerer continued the chant. "When was the last time I received a multi-layered Curse Enchantment?" I asked myself as I met one of the sorcerer's gaze. Its face was clearly thinking that they had already won. Unlike normal magic, curses normally could not be evaded. Once activated, it will manifest in its target. The only known way to stop it is to directly enchant an anti-curse rune enchantment i
As I stood up, the General brought out its weapon; A legendary Spiked Axehead, made of Lorestān bronze steel, The Wrath. He rested the axe at his shoulders and laughed derisively. "You'll pay for this, human!" The General gestured, and the troop who had been binded by my was partially freed by his demon magic. Soon enough, the Demon Army was able to surround me on all sides. Fortunately, the effect of my spell is still active making their movements sluggish. “How far will you last against the full force of the Demon Army, I wonder?” Unbeknownst to me, my expression turned unbelievably cold. Since the beginning of my birth, I already had a desire to fight against strong opponents, challenging myself again and again, but, to be honest, this was the first time that I had come across someone that I genuinely wanted to destroy, not just because he was strong— It's the end of the line for you, you trashy bastard. Slowly approaching the target, I spoke with a low voi
Thick clouds of moist air surrounded the northern side of the island. The visibility is almost zero so it is hard for them to find out where they are. "Heighten your senses…. There might be monsters nearby," Valhalla commanded. To heed to the command everyone raised their weapons and silently scanned the whole vicinity. Scuffle! Scuffle!Valhalla heard something was rustling on the bushes surrounding the area, "There!" She threw her dagger straight at an unknown enemy. The monster screeched in pain and everyone scattered and surrounded the creature, Valhalla went close to the corpse and saw a heavily wounded Demonic Imp. It was a clean hit in the head but the Demonic Imp has injuries in other parts of its body. 'It looks like it just barely escaped from great danger, could it be that a predator monster exists here…?"Valhalla carried the corpse and dugged a deep hole on the island soil, "We should at least give this one a proper burial…" she said to herself and gently buried it in
'Something doesn't feel right'However, I don't feel anything threatening or something. I cannot really put my finger on it, like my mind is warning me of something yet my body fails to react to it. 'Like I thought… the energy coming out is pitiful compared to when I first entered here.'The imps didn't dare to attack instead they just continued to run towards the exit, scrambling and tumbling as they went. It is as if the monsters ahead are so freakishly terrifying. That moment I was assured. Whatever is inside there is a formidable foe. '…Certainly, I shouldn't let myself get disappointed now. Do I?'Hadeon finally gave the order to move forward "Straight ahead!"The members that had been waiting for instructions all started to move as one. One by one, we slowly entered deep inside the cave. '…'Watching them, I followed closely behind.[Welcome to the Demon's Lair. Congratulations, you are the first to discover one of the ruins of the Underworld: the Hell's Gate! Rejoice as yo
A group of Bandersnatch scattered into the forest, while a few of them decided to face us. Their skin was pale white and they had this nightmarish skull-like face haloed in a wreath of beastial hair. Despite being called lesser demons, they are derived from a notorious species of Pax Demons that usually appear in hellish fables. '…They’re laughing at us.'The two Bandersnatch had lowered their claws and were laughing disgustingly at us. It was as if they were deciding if we are worthy to be hunted or not.Everyone's eyes became sharp. I could feel a certain amount of anxiety on our side. Lesser Demons are known to have notable intelligence, so their actions will be harder to predict compared to a raging beast or monster. Right now, they are eyeing a certain Challenger. 'Hannah Mayfrie.' Perhaps since she is the first person they encountered, or they see her as a threat. 'If I didn't suppress my energy, they would've targeted me as well.' The Bandersnatch's calculating ways annoy