Raided The God’S Warehouse [EN]: Chapter 392

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“How is it? Ruin.”

– Grrr….

Ruin shook his head at Seun’s question.

They had already searched about half of Death Hill’s urban area, but they couldn’t find any trace of the Outer.

‘Well, Death Hill is vast.’

It didn’t feel like it because it was quiet and not very lively, but Death Hill’s city was even larger than Zhehetton.

If you included the tombs spreading outside the city, its size was greater than any trial or shelter he had experienced so far.

Unfortunately, the Outer’s location couldn’t be indicated by the Journey’s Compass, so the only way was to explore all the areas directly like this.

‘I’m glad I know the terrain, at least.’

If it weren’t for Seun, he would have gotten lost a long time ago.

Death Hill was that difficult to navigate.

All the buildings were made of drab gray, and except for the five temples, there were no landmarks to speak of.

“Excuse me…”

While touring Death Hill, a small girl grabbed the hem of Seun’s robe.

People usually didn’t approach him first because of Death Hill’s unique indifference, but also because of Ruin’s appearance.

He didn’t expect even a small child to withstand Ruin’s imposing presence and come up to him.

“Would you like to buy some flowers? There are many pretty flowers. They can all be used for *xianhua* [flower offerings to the deceased].”

The girl held out a basket filled with lilies and various other flowers.

However, he could see a drop of thick liquid dripping from the edge of the petals.

Judging by his sense of smell, which had developed thanks to Mammon’s treasure.

‘Poison.’

It seemed to be a type of poison that evaporated upon contact with the air, slowly poisoning those nearby.

He had enough knowledge about poison, as he had used it to fight monsters when he was an adventurer before his regression.

It was fine if he didn’t buy them, and even if he did, Seun wouldn’t be poisoned by this much now, but.

– Grrr!

“Kyaa!”

Ruin’s reaction was different.

As his sense of smell was more developed than Seun’s, he quickly noticed the scent of poison on the flowers and blocked Seun’s path.

In the process, the girl was pushed and fell, scattering the flower petals as the basket dropped.

The indifferent residents’ gazes focused on Seun.

Just as Seun was about to pull Ruin back and help the girl up.

“Oh my, Seri, are you okay?”

“Looks like your knee is scraped.”

“Ah, mister…”

Two middle-aged men quickly approached and blocked Seun’s path.

To others, it would have looked like they were rushing over out of concern for the girl, but Seun could see it.

The girl’s face paled with fear the moment the two men approached, and they were wearing black clergy robes.

‘The Black Cross.’

He understood the whole situation.

There was no way that little girl would target Seun and bring flowers laced with poison. It was too artificial to be a coincidence.

From the start, the girl was just talking to Seun as those two men had instructed, and she was scared of the punishment she would receive after failing.

“Even if you are an outsider, this is too much.”

“To hurt this little child…”

He could see their trick.

They had failed to poison him, but they intended to use this as an opportunity to damage Seun’s image.

Even if the residents were indifferent to outsiders, they were merciless to those who attacked them.

Fortunately, there weren’t many people around.

Seun sighed at the situation that was becoming increasingly annoying.

‘No matter what I do here, it’s just going to be a hassle.’

He couldn’t stop those who were deliberately trying to ruin his image.

No, he could stop them, but it would be too much trouble.

Anyway, once he dealt with the Outer and encountered the Black Wing’s Feather in Death Hill, he wouldn’t have to deal with the Black Cross anymore.

Unlike before, Seun had enough skill to reach the next shelter without accumulating contribution points or skills here.

He was different from the players who had to build a base here, manage their image, and get along with the residents in preparation for the trials.

“This is tyranny!”

“Such things cannot be tolerated in Death Hill…”

– The Saint’s Relic is reacting to the Blood Wolf Legend’s tale.

– The Saint’s Relic’s first ability, ‘Fear,’ awakens.

“Hup!”

He didn’t even properly invoke Fear.

Compared to when he used it against monsters in the trials, he only used less than 10% of its power, but the two immediately lost their composure and collapsed to the ground.

The power of the Saint’s Relic was absolute for residents who weren’t even players, let alone experienced in combat.

“Get lost and don’t bother me.”

– Grrr.

He lightly stepped on the fallen men and moved to an area he hadn’t searched yet.

Ruin also stepped on them equally, as if imitating Seun, and because he didn’t hide his claws, their clothes tore, leaving claw marks.

“Oh, oh…”

He saw the girl trembling behind the two fallen men, but Seun didn’t pay attention to it.

Even if he saved her now, the situation wouldn’t improve.

No, she was more likely to be misunderstood as a traitor and be vented on.

It was better not to do unnecessary favors if he couldn’t take responsibility to the end.

If he really cared about her.

‘The Black Cross.’

The only way was to cut off their heads.

* * *

The Black Cross was targeting not only Seun.

While Seun was searching all areas of Death Hill, the Black Cross was damaging the overall image of the Diablo Guild.

“Such monstrosities! This is an insult and affront to our Death Hill!”

“Huh? Who are you, mister?”

“We already got permission to use this empty land as we please?”

“If such hideous structures take root in Death Hill, the souls of our ancestors will not forgive us!”

“What’s wrong with these guys?”

“They seem like weirdos. Are they sick or something?”

They nitpicked at the building the twin sisters were building, stirring up public opinion.

“What are you doing at the temple!”

“Who is this guy? I’m just looking around, is there a problem?”

“Of course there’s a problem! This is a sacred place to honor the dead. To look around and stare at people without paying respects is blatant harassment!”

“Harassment? What are you talking about? No, I’m just looking!”

“Ahem! You still don’t understand! Everyone, look here! This outsider is insulting our memorial service!”

“What are you talking about, why would I insult it? No, I’m not!”

For once, Park Jung-pil, who had been refraining from alcohol as Seun had told him and scurrying around to gather information about Death Hill, was being targeted.

In addition, most of the Diablo Guild members had to endure difficult situations with men wearing black clergy robes.

As a result, bad rumors about the Diablo Guild began to accumulate one by one.

Meanwhile, men in black clergy robes appeared before Kang Han-cheol, who was wandering around Death Hill to find a suitable training ground.

“You must be the outsider from that Diablo place I’ve heard so much about.”

“He looks as vicious as I heard. I heard he threatens people with those thick fists.”

“What is this?”

Kang Han-cheol stopped walking.

Even he, who had little interest in anything other than increasing his strength, could sense something suspicious when he was being openly provoked like this.

Besides, he already knew about the damage caused by these people through the clan chat.

Annoyance surged in his forehead, but Kang Han-cheol crossed his arms and endured it.

“Leave Death Hill immediately! You’re making people tremble in fear!”

“I haven’t done anything.”

“Don’t lie! You’re threatening us right now!”

“If ten people surround one person, wouldn’t it be more accurate to say that you’re threatening me?”

“Lo, look at his fist trembling! He’s going to, going to! Keu, heuk…”

The man turned red in the face and collapsed on his own.

A man who had been on the opposite side deliberately ran over and bumped into Kang Han-cheol’s shoulder to support him.

But, of course, it was the man who bumped into his shoulder who was knocked away.

“Keuheok!”

It was a sight to behold as he rolled on the ground after running into his shoulder.

Annoyance surged even more, and his fist trembled, but Kang Han-cheol closed his eyes and tried to calm his annoyance.

Getting angry here would only give them the result they wanted.

“Oh my, someone’s dying!”

“Elder! Denal! I, I’ve never seen such a monster! They’re doing this to people who came to stop them!”

“I haven’t done anything.”

“Are you saying that after seeing these two people collapsed here?!”

“I-”

Crack!

However, unlike Kang Han-cheol’s patience, his body could not keep up with it. His muscles all over his body expanded as if they would burst out at any moment.

As he tried to suppress his anger and put more strength into his body, the floor distorted under the pressure.

It was nothing compared to the War Declaration he usually used, but with that small vibration….

“Heo!”

“Oh my! He’s killing people!”

The surrounding clergy members all collapsed at once.

It was a ridiculous act, but the windows around them opened one by one, and Death Hill’s attention was increasingly focused on them.

“What kind of trickery is this…!”

“Oh my, oh my!”

It was an absurd situation where everyone around him was already lying on the floor, even though he was standing still and not moving.

Kang Han-cheol couldn’t hold back his anger and took a step forward to protest.

Just one step.

He just took one step.

Thud.

The man who had been waiting next to him quickly approached and collided with Kang Han-cheol’s leg.

“Keuheok!”

Thump!

He rolled on the floor several times before crashing into the wall in front of him and slumping down.

“Oh my god, he’s killing people!”

“Good heavens! This monster! Get out of our sacred Death Hill right now!”

Kang Han-cheol had defeated thousands, tens of thousands of monsters since entering the Tower.

He could tell that the fallen man was not dead just by the sensation of his leg touching him and the man’s condition.

However, he realized that the more he argued here, the more he would be caught in their trap.

If he wanted to avoid it, he should have left this place from the beginning.

All Kang Han-cheol could do was.

Gritting!

“Damn it-!!”

He could only clench his teeth and vent his frustration into the air.

* * *

The search for the Outer took longer than expected.

He searched almost every area that existed here, from the downtown area of Death Hill to the tombs on the outskirts and the Black Forest where he had discovered the Hidden Piece before his regression.

Just when he was starting to wonder, ‘Could it be that it’s not connected to the 60th floor?’ after a long time.

“To think it was here.”

– It is certain, Master.

Seun was finally able to find the location where the Outer was buried.

It was right under his nose, not far from the downtown area of Death Hill.

He was finally able to find the location of the Outer at the end, but the word ‘fate’ came to Seun’s mind first.

At that time, he heard a heavy presence from behind.

It was such a familiar presence that he didn’t even need to turn his head to confirm it.

“…I’m sorry.”

“Sorry for what?”

Kang Han-cheol, who always stood tall with his shoulders straight, was bowing his head, even though he didn’t know how he had found this place.

He wondered why he was suddenly like this, but he could quickly guess the reason.

‘The Black Cross, huh.’

The Black Cross bastards who tried to hand him flowers with poison and ruin his image.

Since that method didn’t work on Seun, their next direction was obvious. It was to target the Diablo Guild members scattered throughout Death Hill.

No wonder the clan chat was so noisy.

“I fell for their scheme.”

A clean report without any excuses.

That appearance was so like Kang Han-cheol that he couldn’t help but laugh.

He didn’t know what he had done, but if he came all the way here to bow his head, it must have been an incident that greatly damaged the image of the Diablo Guild.

But, it didn’t matter anymore.

“It’s okay.”

“Rumors have spread that I killed someone. I didn’t actually kill them, but they….”

“I said it’s okay.”

– Grrr….

Seun stroked Ruin’s forehead and stared ahead.

A black cross was erected on top of a gray stone building that perfectly matched the atmosphere of Death Hill.

People wearing black clergy robes were constantly coming and going below.

The Black Cross.

The guild that Pelches had established in the seventh shelter. No, a place that was more like a cult than a guild.

“I guess I had to fight them anyway.”

It seemed that his bad relationship with Pelches was more tenacious than Seun had thought.