Player Who Became A Constellation [EN]: Chapter 188

The monster Hydra was dead.

The army of spirits couldn’t handle it, but a single person killed it.

“P, Destroyer Turam!”

“I, is that really him?!”

“Idiot! Who else but Destroyer Turam could kill a Hydra?!”

The spirits retreated.

“Why is he here?!”

For the subjugation party, it was a terrifying situation.

The mission was just to deal with simple bandits and subjugate the Hydra.

They had to brace themselves just for that.

But now, Destroyer Turam had appeared, killed the Hydra, and was targeting them.

“Well, no matter.”

The Death Knight leading the subjugation party raised his head.

The light in his eyes flickered within the skull.

“Destroyer Turam! I have heard much of your fame! Even in this vast Underworld, few can defeat you. Since you hunted the Hydra, I will give you a reward for it.”

The Death Knight threw a pouch from his waist towards Turam.

The pouch opened upon hitting the ground, revealing hundreds of fingernails.

“Take this and leave. We were originally going to take the Hydra’s nest. If you defy us—.”

Turam’s figure disappeared.

At the same time, the Death Knight’s entire body shattered, bones scattering everywhere.

The Death Knight’s eyes widened in surprise, staring at the giant man who had blown his body away.

Turam had appeared before the Death Knight and swung his spear.

“You’re talking nonsense. I told you.”

Turam’s eyes turned.

The blue eyes, unique to the dead, gleamed fiercely.

“You need to entertain me.”

Turam swung his spear.

With a roar that shook the earth, the bodies of the subjugation party floated into the air.

“Haha, spirits! Take courage and rush at me! You can’t die anyway!”

Turam laughed heartily, swinging his spear.

Loki and Serret, who were in the rear guard, stared blankly at the scene for a while.

Serret was spaced out for a moment….

“Ah!”

She shook her head from side to side, touched her forehead, and sighed.

“…Here, it was the Underworld.”

“Yeah. It’s not strange to see someone who died.”

“But I didn’t expect to run into that guy…. This Underworld is really a small place.”

Loki hadn’t expected this either.

Since coming to this Underworld, they seemed to keep meeting people they had a connection with.

Either this Underworld was really small, or it was the result of Loki’s power to attract events.

‘Well, the monster we were trying to hunt wasn’t ordinary either, so it’s not strange to meet that guy.’

The Hydra was a monster only spoken of in legends on the continent.

Hunting such a monster would require considerable skill, and it wouldn’t be strange to summon heroes from the mortal realm.

However, even for Destroyer Turam, it was hard to understand why he was massacring the subjugation party so indiscriminately without any justification.

“That rumor was true!”

“The rumor that Destroyer Turam became a bandit!”

…Was that it?

The subjugation party, shouting that, began to run away.

“Don’t run away! You can’t die! Just fight!”

The Death Knight’s head, which had fallen to the ground, screamed.

Turam stepped on that skull and crushed it.

“Hoo…. Huh? What, there are guys who aren’t running away. So, can you entertain me?”

Turam grinned at Loki and Serret.

Loki tilted his head.

Did Turam not recognize him and Serret?

‘Ah….’

Loki recalled the robe he had received from Paul.

It seemed to be working.

Loki turned his gaze to Serret.

“Can you fight?”

“Pardon?”

“You lost when we were in the mortal realm, right?”

“…….”

Serret’s pride was hurt by those words.

“But it’s different now. See if you can win against that guy….”

Of course, Loki thought Turam was much stronger.

But she wouldn’t be pushed back as easily as she was during the Colosseum in the Cron Empire.

At those words, Serret gripped her bow.

Turam glared at Loki, displeased.

“Relying on that little thing? You have no guts as a man!”

Turam lowered his stance, holding his spear.

His muscles expanded. A dark red aura emanated from his body.

“But usually, guys like you are one of two things.”

Dark red magic flowed from his mouth.

“Either highly skilled or—.”

His eyes turned to Loki.

“Full of bluff and a coward!”

Magic surged into his legs, and the ground exploded.

His body, flying like a cannonball, reached right in front of Loki.

Turam forcibly stopped his speed by slamming his left foot into the ground and rotating around it.

He put power into the spear, using the rotation of his waist.

The large spear made of monster bones emitted a ferocious energy, and Serret stepped back in surprise.

Conversely, Loki took a step forward.

Turam laughed at that sight.

His movements were truly instantaneous.

An ordinary spirit wouldn’t be able to see it, but it was as if this man in front of him could see every one of his actions.

‘Good! Not a coward, but a skilled one!’

Then I can enjoy it!

Turam turned his body and swung his spear, and Loki struck the side of the spear with his fist.

Clang-!

“Huh?”

Turam had a blank expression.

Even if he was a skilled spirit, he thought his attack would send the body flying off the ground.

But now, he was the one floating in the air.

‘What happened?’

He thought he would either dodge or block with a weapon.

But with bare hands?

‘…Wait, this sense of incongruity…?’

Turam tilted his head. And looked down at his armor.

Cracks had formed in the armor.

Armor made by killing monsters in the Underworld and using their magic and bones.

It was something that wouldn’t even get scratched under normal circumstances, but it was slowly breaking with clear fist marks.

Not just one or two.

There were dozens or hundreds of fist marks.

‘I can’t see this—.’

Turam’s floating body fell into the swamp.

“Cough… Ugh!”

Turam swallowed a groan.

He used his spear as a support to stand up.

Even though the thick swamp was swallowing his body, Turam raised his head and his eyes gleamed fiercely.

‘What is this overwhelming power…?’

The man wearing the robe was tilting his head and looking at him.

Turam couldn’t help but instinctively shrink back.

Where did this monster come from?

“In this state.”

Loki looked at Serret.

“You might win.”

“……!”

Turam felt humiliated.

“…Y, you! How dare you insult me?! Don’t leave it to that little seed and face me directly!”

Turam’s opinion was not accepted.

Serret also ignored Turam’s words and walked forward.

You can’t let your guard down.

The opponent was degraded to a spirit and had suffered fatal wounds.

So—.

‘I’ll win this time.’

She was confident she wouldn’t lose.

***

The battle lasted for half a day.

Turam was kneeling, his eyes shaking as if he was shocked.

When he raised his head, he saw the robe-wearing girl breathing heavily.

“…Excellent. I underestimated you.”

Turam’s tone became gentle.

In this Underworld, he had enjoyed the battles he had wanted several times.

He had met heroes from centuries ago, fought, and won victories from them.

But now, he had faced defeat twice in one day.

“That archery skill…. You are….”

Turam smiled pleasantly.

His whole body was pierced with numerous arrows.

Even so, he stood up as if nothing was wrong and walked towards Serret.

Serret cautiously stepped back, holding her bow.

“The Demon King’s daughter. Haha! I’m glad. To be able to fight you again! You have now surpassed me! Even the heroes praised in the Underworld cannot guarantee victory or defeat against you. You… ah…!”

Even so, he sent a sympathetic gaze.

“That you… are here… means you’re dead. It’s a pity. What was the cause of death? With that skill, you wouldn’t have died in battle, so did you die of illness? No. I heard that Asgard has a panacea….”

Turam stroked his chin and thought, then shrugged his shoulders.

“Well, no matter. Demon King’s daughter!”

Turam raised his spear.

“I admit my defeat. I apply for a rematch!”

Magic poured out of Turam’s body.

His body had not yet recovered, but thanks to the tireless stamina of the spirits, the battle was not affected again.

“The second duel!!”

“I, it’s impossible.”

Serret, looking tired, slipped behind Loki.

She was quite exhausted.

“I, I’m tired. I won’t fight anymore.”

“There’s no way a spirit can be tired! Come out quickly and have a fun duel—!”

“She’s alive.”

Turam turned his head and looked at Loki.

He had an unpleasant expression because his battle was interrupted, but after a while, his eyes widened at the words ‘alive’ that he said.

“Alive… you say?”

Turam looked at Serret hiding behind Loki.

She was breathing heavily.

From that breath, he felt the breath of the living, not the breath of the dead.

“Good heavens!? Is she really alive! How can a living person be in the Underworld…?”

Turam withdrew his spear.

If it was a dead person, it wouldn’t be a problem because they could regenerate even if their body was destroyed, but it was a different story if it was a living person.

Turam felt the vitality of the living and revealed greedy eyes.

Just for a moment, he clenched his fist and slapped his face.

“Oh dear, I’m weak. To try to covet vitality. My training is insufficient. Haha! I deserved to die!”

Turam turned his head and looked at Loki.

“This one is the daughter of Hannes. Could that one be….”

Turam’s eyes filled with anticipation.

“The Constellation of Sin, Loki?! Good heavens, then I understand the blow that defeated me! You’ve become stronger than before. Terrifying!”

“…These days, it’s called the End, not Sin.”

Loki didn’t really prefer the title either.

“Oh ho!”

Turam spread his hands and approached Loki.

“Long time no see! Constellation! To think that the day would come when I would fight you like this again!”

“I didn’t say we were fighting.”

“Isn’t that too much? It was my wish in life….”

“Isn’t it over since you died?”

“I wish you would grant the wishes of the dead too!”

Turam seemed happy to meet an acquaintance from his lifetime and shook hands with Loki.

Of course, Turam, who was abnormally large, had no choice but to bend over.

Serret struggled to get up.

Loki handed her a potion, and Serret drank the potion and glared at Turam.

“Are you the bandit who settled near here?”

Who would have known that the hero Turam would be doing banditry here?

Turam shrugged his shoulders.

“I just came to hunt monsters that were harming the spirits. It was fun thanks to you.”

It was a tone that he caught them not for a request but simply for fun.

Loki said to Turam.

“I heard you have ties to the rebels.”

“Huh?”

Serret looked at Turam with desperate eyes.

“Are you involved with the rebels? Do you know the… the leader of the rebels, my dad?”

At that question, Turam nodded as if he had remembered something.

“Could it be… did you come to this Underworld to find your father?”

“A, do you know where my dad is?”

“Yes, the connection continued even here. Well, we are not enemies now, but in a cooperative relationship.”

“What?”

“If you want to meet the Demon King Kalib… I can let you meet him. But….”

Turam looked into the forest.

Clank-! Clank-! Clank-!

The spirits were coming again.

It was an army, not a group of adventurers.

The bandit subjugation force had arrived.

“First… we have to get rid of those guys.”

“It’s Arata’s subjugation force.”

At Loki’s words, Turam made an ‘ah’ expression.

“Arata’s subjugation force? So it wasn’t just a group of adventurers? Right, there was the spirit city of Arata near here!”

Turam sighed as if he had a headache.

“Then it would be better not to touch those guys.”

“What’s the reason?”

Turam was a fighter who was fanatically obsessed with fighting.

He wouldn’t avoid fighting just because he was afraid of the subjugation force.

“Do you know who the owner of that Arata army is?”

When Loki and Serret tilted their heads, Turam said.

“It’s Kashar Cron, the former emperor of the Cron Empire.”