Raided The God’S Warehouse [EN]: Chapter 151

Stole the Demon God’s Vault – Episode 155

Episode 155

“What is going on! A player has deserted the theme!”

“We’ve searched the entire area! He conquered all the trials and then suddenly disappeared while we were preparing new ones!”

“Find him! Find him at all costs! Damn it, do you know how many Main God-level Constellations are watching that player?”

The Tower’s management office.

Among them, the department dedicated to managing the swamp theme on floors 11-15 was busier than ever.

In fact, they had expected something to happen.

They had received information from the lower floors about the kind of things a player named ‘Jeong Se-un’ was doing as he climbed the Tower.

However, the swamp theme didn’t have as many hidden pieces compared to other trials, so they weren’t too worried.

But what was this?

Not only did he find the swamp’s guardian tribe, a hidden piece, but he also destroyed the Lizardmen and Orc tribes while conquering other trials.

In the end, he even met the swamp’s master.

They were troubled because there was still one floor left, but then the player disappeared?

In the midst of all this, the man sitting in front of the largest monitor spoke up.

“…I found him.”

“Incredible! Did you search through all these dimensions?”

“Yes, I did. Here.”

“Who the hell… crazy!”

It was Tuning, Se-un’s special supervisor.

As soon as Se-un disappeared, he took his place in the management office and began investigating suspicious channels.

And just in case, he investigated this place.

“It’s Pan.”

It was the sanctuary of Pan, the Scapegoat of Olympus. [In Greek mythology, Pan is the god of the wild, shepherds and flocks, nature of mountain wilds, rustic music and impromptus, and companion of the nymphs.]

There, Pan, who had descended in the form of a giant goat, was visible, and Se-un was holding a sword, confronting him.

“I thought Pan was imprisoned in Olympus! Why is he there!”

“He was imprisoned after losing his status during the tutorial and incurring his father’s wrath, and the cause was the player Jeong Se-un.”

“A player screwed over a Constellation? How is that possible?”

“Anyway, it’s time to take action.”

A Constellation directly intervened in the Tower.

It wasn’t just borrowing the power of a believer; he swapped the floors and descended in his original form.

This was an act of openly ignoring the management office and the Tower’s system.

It was the management office’s duty to give players fair trials, so they had to handle the current situation correctly.

“What do we do? It’s impossible for us to interfere with the sanctuary.”

What was remarkable was that Se-un was holding out against Pan for quite some time.

Even though his status had fallen to a precarious level and he had lost most of it by descending to the lower floors, a Constellation was still a Constellation.

The fact that he was holding out against such a Constellation for this long was astonishing.

However, Pan had taken Se-un to his sanctuary.

Even if it was something happening within the floor, if it was a sanctuary, even the people in the management office had no way to intervene.

They could report to Olympus and hold them accountable for this incident, but that wouldn’t solve the problem.

Then, Tuning, who had been deep in thought, snapped his fingers.

“If it’s a sanctuary, can’t we ask another Constellation for help?”

“Another Constellation! There’s no way a Constellation would pay the price of causality and stop that Scapegoat for just one player!”

“There is one.”

“What?”

– The Constellation, ‘The Crow Who Bows Its Head,’ requests intervention in this incident.

– The Constellation, ‘The Crow Who Bows Its Head,’ is spreading its wings wide, saying it won’t leave the management office alone if they don’t open the way immediately.

Since when?

On one side of the monitor, messages from a Constellation were frantically appearing.

The Demon God of Greed, Mammon.

If it was him, a Main God-level being even among the Evil Gods, he could easily stop this.

“But summoning a Demon God is…”

“Isn’t it the only way right now? We can reduce the problem by manipulating causality and providing reasonable compensation.”

“…I understand.”

There was no other way right now.

If it were another player, it wouldn’t matter, but if a player being watched by three Demon Gods died in such an absurd way, they would face an overwhelming amount of complaints.

Rather, it was better to let them solve it themselves.

– The Tower’s management office approves the intervention of ‘The Crow Who Bows Its Head.’

– The Constellation, ‘The Crow Who Bows Its Head,’ descends.

The moment the manager, who had finished contemplating, pressed the red button, black wings appeared in Pan’s sanctuary.

* * *

Se-un looked up at the woman.

She had black hair that reached her waist, a dress that clung to her body, and eyes that shone with jewel-like purple light.

Black feathers scattered in the air each time her crow-like wings fluttered.

Se-un, who had been unfazed even with Pan in front of him, felt goosebumps all over his body.

It was the first time he had seen her, but Se-un knew her identity as soon as he saw her.

‘Mammon.’

He had expected Tuning, a special supervisor at best, to appear, but the Demon God of Greed had shown up in person. It was something Se-un hadn’t anticipated at all.

“Khaaaaaa!”

“Be quiet.”

Squeeze!

“Kuh! Keuh!”

Pan roared to escape from the chains, but at Mammon’s words, the writhing black chains wrapped around Pan’s snout.

Still, a Constellation was a Constellation. Each time Pan writhed, the black chains shook the earth with him.

“It seems you’re not ready to be punished yet.”

No matter how much of a Scapegoat Pan was, he would have lowered his head if a Demon God had appeared before him, but he had already lost his mind.

Pan gathered all the divinity he had as a Constellation and strengthened his body.

His horns grew larger, and the muscles in his body swelled as if they would burst.

His hooves stood on the ground like pillars, and he finally broke the black chains wrapped around Mammon’s snout.

With that, Mammon’s eyebrows furrowed deeply.

“Just one more step! If I take just one more step, I can be recognized by Father!”

“Meeeeeeeh-”

Along with Pan’s cry, all the livestock in the sanctuary cried out in unison.

They moved their legs to prepare for the final attack, following their master’s cry. No, they tried to move.

“Be silent.”

Poobuk!

Mammon’s feathers, fluttering in the air, plunged into all the livestock in the sanctuary.

The livestock turned into black ash and scattered into the air without even resisting.

“I said, be quiet.”

Poobooboobuk!

“Khaaaaak!”

Black feathers transformed into various weapons and pierced Pan’s body.

The infamous demon sword, Dainnslif. [A sword from Norse mythology that is cursed to never miss its mark and to always kill a man once drawn.]

The sword of the Light God Lugh, Fragarach. [Also known as “The Answerer,” a sword in Irish mythology said to grant its wielder control over the wind and the ability to cut through any armor.]

The spear of the supreme god Odin, Gungnir, etc. [In Norse mythology, Gungnir is the spear of the god Odin. It is described as being so well-balanced that it can strike any target, no matter the skill or strength of the wielder.]

All of them were weapons representing a dimension, a century, and a myth.

Starting from his toes, then his ankles, calves, knees, and thighs. The legendary weapons pierced Pan’s body one by one from the bottom up.

“Didn’t you hear me?”

Poobooboobuk!

An countless number of weapons pierced Pan’s entire body, except for his head.

He couldn’t move a single finger or toe.

Only then did Pan regain his senses and realize that he had touched an enemy he should never have touched.

However, the situation had already reached a point of no return.

“I, I’m sorry! Please save me! Just save me! I was out of my mind and didn’t recognize you, Demon God!”

“Yes, it seems you’re finally ready to be punished.”

Pook!

“Kuhuk!”

She folded her wings and descended to the ground, stomping on the center of Pan’s forehead with the sharp heel of her high heel.

The heel dug into the bridge of his nose, but Pan couldn’t even scream in pain. He just hoped she would spare his life.

“First, I must take those eyes that dared to covet my treasures.”

Pook!

“Khaaaaak!”

Mammon’s slender fingers pierced through Pan’s eye sockets.

As Pan screamed in agony, she pulled out her hand, holding an eyeball that was still twitching as if it were alive.

“And I must take that tongue that dared to disobey me and make so much noise.”

Poohwat!

“Kahak! Kahaaaak!”
Mammon pulled out Pan’s tongue with her other hand.

How could such power come from that slender body? It didn’t seem like she had used much force, but Pan’s tongue came out long.

Pan, who had experienced the pain of having his tongue torn out by force rather than being cut by a knife, tried to scream, but he could only make a whistling sound because his tongue was gone.

However, Pan had hope.

He thought it was over since she had taken one ‘punishment’ in each hand. He thought he could somehow recover from the injuries if he just kept his life.

But unfortunately, his opponent was Mammon, the Demon God of ‘Greed.’

“Hmm, although it’s a vermin-like body, those horns seem quite valuable.”

“Kahak! A, adnide! Bbuh, bbuhlmaneun!”

Tears of blood flowed from Pan’s remaining eyeball.

His pronunciation was slurred because he had no tongue, but he moved his lips with all his might.

Pan’s horns signified Pan’s status itself.

It was the symbol that allowed him to be in the position of a Constellation, and it was the source of all his power.

If he lost his horns, he would not only completely lose his status as a Constellation but also lose his life.

He had to stop that at all costs.

Pan writhed his head to make a final resistance, but the more he did, the deeper the high heel embedded in his forehead dug into the bridge of his nose.

“This… I will take it as compensation for daring to bring me to such a shabby place.”

“An…”

Poohwat!

At the same time as Pan’s nasal bridge collapsed, the goat’s horns, which had been boasting a brilliant figure, were pulled out by Mammon’s hand.

The roots were so deeply embedded that the skull came along with it, and the whitish brain matter was visible below.

Poohwat!

Mammon did not stop there and pulled out the other horn as well.

There was no reaction from Pan’s body anymore.

Mammon’s expression, which had been crumpled while dealing with Pan, brightened for the first time as she looked at the pair of horns.

The death of a Constellation.

Se-un, who had witnessed the rare scene up close, shook his head.

Even if a Constellation was known to be immortal, the concept of immortality disappeared once they lost their status as a Constellation.

It was a natural result since he dared to run his mouth in front of a Demon God without knowing his place.

Even if Pan was called an abandoned child, he was clearly Zeus’s son. One might worry about Zeus’s reaction since he killed such a person….

“I quite like it. It would be perfect to place in the center of the vault.”

There was no sign of worry about that on Mammon’s face.

Rather, she was looking forward to it, thinking about where to place Pan’s horns.

“Thank you.”

Se-un stepped forward to express his gratitude since she was busy admiring Pan’s horns.

Only then did Mammon’s gaze turn to Se-un.

He thought he had become somewhat accustomed to facing gods and demons after facing Leviathan, but when he faced Mammon, he felt an overwhelming pressure that couldn’t be compared to that time.

It seemed that Leviathan had lost his power and was banished outside the Tower, and the pressure was less because he wasn’t facing him directly.

If the Stigmata hadn’t emitted a red light to block the pressure, he would have immediately fallen to his knees and lost his mind.

“There is no need for you to express gratitude. I was merely protecting my treasures.”

“…Yes?”

“Even if it wasn’t in this life. From the moment you stole my vault, you had already become ‘mine.’”

Mammon’s alluring gaze swept down Se-un’s body.