Raided The God’S Warehouse [EN]: Chapter 488

The Devil’s Vault Raided – Episode 488

Chapter 488

‘Why is that guy here?’

How could I forget?

The God of Animal Husbandry, who tormented Se-un even before the regression, and continued to bother him after the regression.

I eventually defeated him with Mamon’s help, and he became the origin of the stigma that Se-un possessed.

‘It’s not strange that his ego remains since he was absorbed by me, but this place is…’

Even though I can’t perfectly understand the structure of my own mental world, I can guess the general structure thanks to the Guidepost of the Journey.

The location of the stigma that Se-un is thinking of is the opposite of the Circle.

Considering that I came down to Death Hill via Elheim, the location of the stigma is likely to be the tenth Shelter, the highest Shelter Se-un has reached.

But this place is Death Hill, which has nothing to do with that.

Why was he hiding in a place like this?

Se-un stared at the guy with the horizontally torn pupils gleaming, and soon he could guess the reason.

“He ran away.”

“Kheu… what?”

It’s simple. As soon as he was absorbed by Se-un, he ran away from the stigma to protect his ego and hid in a remote place.

He’s saying he’s been waiting for Se-un, but Se-un being able to come here in the first place was just a coincidence.

It didn’t make sense that he had been waiting for such a Se-un.

“Sharpening his horns, my foot. If he had any strength left to resist, he would have done something whether I came in here or not.”

He’s maintaining his ego inside Se-un’s mental world.

If he had strength, he would have infiltrated the core parts of the mental world and influenced Se-un. That’s for sure.

He could have invaded the dantian [energy center] to block the power, destroyed the Circle, or invaded a higher realm to steal Se-un’s ego. There are many things he could have done.

But he didn’t do anything.

He was just hiding here. In other words, he had no strength left to resist.

“Is he a monster that was absorbed by you? Even if I don’t know my situation well, I know that in cases like being absorbed like that, you can’t increase your strength with your own efforts.”

“Mo, monster? Are you saying I’m a monster right now!”

“If you had absorbed his dantian or Circle, it would be different, but with just the remnants of his ego left after his power was absorbed, it wouldn’t have been possible.”

It was proven once again by the words of the Great Sage.

The guy’s expression of sharpening his horns didn’t make sense in itself.

His goal wasn’t the grand goal of sharpening his horns for revenge, but just a coward hiding in this corner to maintain his ego.

Maybe the reason he showed himself now was because he felt Se-un’s presence while hiding and was bluffing because he felt threatened.

“Yo, you over there! Don’t talk nonsense! Can’t you see these sharp horns!”

“You don’t even have horns anymore, do you?”

“What are you talking about!”

“What are you going to use those fake horns you’ve been sharpening for, when both of your horns have been *ppophin* [plucked/ripped off]?”

Se-un, who understood the whole situation, took a step towards Pan. Then Pan took a step back without even realizing it.

Before he died, he lost his status as a saint when Mamon *ppophin* both of his horns.

The guy in front of me is no longer a god.

That means Se-un doesn’t have to be afraid of him at all.

“It’s real! These horns are real! My most precious, my horns!”

“Really? Then we can check.”

“You… !”

Clang!

Se-un rushed at Pan first and swung Durandal.

Sparks flew as the blade collided with the horn.

It could be seen as the attack being perfectly blocked, but with this one attack, Se-un was able to realize for sure.

‘He’s weak.’

He didn’t have the dignity of a god like in the past.

As proof of that, a small but definite scratch had formed on his horn with just one clash of attacks.

I didn’t even use the Authority of Greed, I just swung my sword normally.

“How dare you, a mere human! This time, I’ll show you exactly what the dignity of a god is!”

Meeeeee-

Oooooooo-

Along with Pan’s cry, hundreds of livestock appeared behind him.

Various livestock, such as sheep, goats, cows, and donkeys, reddened their eyes and rushed at Se-un with their horns.

Towards those guys, Se-un raised his left hand, which was not holding a sword.

– According to the mysteries of the Black Tower, the power of ‘Fire Storm’ is enhanced.

– According to the mysteries of the Red Tower, the range of ‘Fire Storm’ is expanded.

Whirr-!

Fire magic of the 7th Circle, Fire Storm.

The hot firestorm swept forward and covered hundreds of livestock.

Both the power and range were different from the fire magic ‘Inferno’ that I used when I fought Pan before.

Before they could even reach Se-un, all the livestock turned into ashes and disappeared, becoming part of the dust of the ruins.

“Kheu ha ha ha ha! In the past, the Devil looked after you, but not anymore!”

Pan’s voice, which had become even more magnificent, was heard from within the black smoke.

A huge hoof fell on top of the black ashes where the livestock had burned and piled up.

“Even a Devil can’t interfere with the mental world!”

Pan’s body grew rapidly.

A giant body over 5m tall, muscles bulging as if they would burst, and hooves as big and hard as maces.

The winding horns were several times bigger and thicker, and *geomgalsaek* [black-brown] fur covered his entire body.

The real *moseup* [form/appearance] that he had revealed even before he died.

No, it was an even bigger and stronger *moseup* than then, as if proving that his power was suppressed when he forcibly broke into the Tower at the time.

“Without the Devil’s help, you are no match for me!”

Pan puts his front paws on the ground and takes a quadrupedal stance.

He snorted, pawing the ground like a bull, and then rushed towards Se-un, flexing his muscles as if they would burst.

The eerie sound of the winding horns tearing through the air was heard in my ears.

“Yeah, I can’t call Mamon here, but.”

Se-un opened the Omnipotent Vault and took out a weapon he had recently acquired.

The Shackles of Negation.

Presumably belonging to the *pye-wang* [fallen king], he threw the black chains that had been binding Forger high into the sky and manifested the Authority of Greed.

– The Treasure Vault of Greed has been opened.

[ Eternal Punishment, the Shackles of Caucasus ]

– Hephaestus’s chains that bound Prometheus when he was chained to Mount Caucasus for stealing the fire of the gods.

The black Chains of Negation were dyed gold.

Each chain separated and spread in all directions, and then each of them became a complete chain and shot out.

*Chwareureuk!*

“Kuk!”

It bound Pan’s body, which was rushing in without hesitation.

The Shackles of Caucasus that had bound the gods.

Although Pan had now lost all his dignity as a god, the history of being a god made the shackles even stronger.

Because of this, he was tightly bound by the chains as he was running, and he couldn’t move at all.

“Surely you haven’t forgotten already, have you?”

“Why do you! Why do you have the power of that Devil!”

*Chwareureuk!*

“Shut up.”

“Ugh!”

The golden chain shot out and bound Pan’s gaping mouth.

The Great Sage behind Se-un exclaimed at the sight, saying, ‘Hoo~ not magic, but a surprisingly mysterious power!’

The golden chain. This was the chain that was used when Pan was bound by Mamon at the last moment when he was attacking Se-un when he was alive.

However, Pan didn’t seem to have any intention of being tied up, and he wriggled his body as if he was having a seizure.

Soon, a red light was emitted from his thick horns, and dozens of thick wrinkles appeared on his mouth. With a ‘Kaang!’ sound, the chain that bound his snout burst open.

“Just one more step! If I move just one more step! I’ll pierce you, take back your body! To Father! To Father!”

“I.”

Puk.

“Kup!”

Se-un shoved the *Gwangryong*’s [Mad Dragon’s] Fang, which he had taken out of the Omnipotent Vault, into the guy’s snout.

“I said shut up.”

Puk, Kwajik!

The *biseok* [tombstone] of Ten Thousand Souls crushed the guy’s hooves, and the *yeongjeolgyeom* [soul severing blade] that Go Chang-seok had made was *teureobakhyeot* [embedded] in the guy’s shoulder.

“Would have?”

*Kkwadeuk!*

Durandal, Apelion, Earth Shatterer, *yeongpabu* [soul breaking talisman], etc., the weapons in Se-un’s Omnipotent Vault popped out one after another and *teureobakhyeot* [embedded] into Pan’s body.

All the guy, whose body was bound by chains and couldn’t move, could do was open his snout wide and scream, with a dagger *teureobakhin* [embedded] in it.

It was like when Mamon *gangnim* [descended]. Pan couldn’t come to his senses in the current situation where he felt deja vu.

“Ah, and.”

Se-un, who had shoved all the weapons in the Omnipotent Vault into Pan’s body, turned his gaze towards the guy’s head.

The guy was already out of his mind, shedding tears of blood and shaking the pupils.

“This has been bothering me since earlier.”

“Ah, no.”

Se-un grabbed Pan’s left horn.

Pan already knew better than anyone what would happen next because he had experienced this situation before.

Therefore, the guy’s fear soared to the extreme the moment Se-un grabbed his horn.

It seemed like we could have a conversation at this point, but Se-un didn’t stop here.

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry! Please, just that, please no. Please, please, please!”

“There’s no sincerity in your words.”

*Kkwadeuk!*

– The stigma reacts to the Legend of the Blood Wolf.

– The second ability of the stigma, ‘Rage,’ awakens.

“Kkeuaaaaaaaak!”

Puwhat!

Se-un *ppoba deureotda* [pulled out] Pan’s left horn, even using the power of Rage.

When Mamon *ppobatseul*, I think the *akryeok* [grip strength] was so strong that even part of the skull was *ppophyeowa* [pulled out] and brain fluid was *heulleonaeryeot* [flowing down], but it wasn’t to that extent now.

It might have been if I had *ppoba deureot* [pulled out] without thinking, but Se-un didn’t intend to kill the guy right away, so he twisted his wrist at the last moment and *bureoteurin* [broke] only the horn before the skull was *ppophigi* [being pulled out].

However, this alone seemed to be enough to stimulate Pan’s trauma.

“Kuk, kheueok. I’m sorry. I, I’m sorry. Please save me. Please save me. Dad, Dad. I’m sorry…”

“That’s right, if you wanted to live, you should have stayed hidden.”

The horn of Pan in Se-un’s hand cracked and shattered, then scattered into dust.

As expected, this is not the guy’s real horn. It’s just an *oe-gyeok* [outer shell] created by the guy’s ego.

When Se-un stroked Pan’s remaining right horn with his lightened right hand, the trembling felt from Pan’s body became even greater.

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’ll hide. I’ll never come out. So please…”

It seemed like his mind was already broken, but Se-un didn’t stop here.

Knowing the guy’s wickedness, he even manifested the Authority of Fear, thinking that this might be acting, and looked into the guy’s eyes.

Looking at the pupils shaking while avoiding Se-un’s eyes, it didn’t seem like he was acting.

“It’s too late to hide. Now that it’s come to this, I’ll have to get you to guide me.”

“Ah, are you talking about guidance? What kind of guidance, what…”

The golden chains surrounding Pan’s body and the power of the Omnipotent Vault were used to make all the weapons *teureobakhin* [embedded] in the guy’s body disappear.

Now that freedom had come to his body, Pan didn’t move his body.

He was just trembling, kneeling in front of Se-un, and quietly bowing his head.

“You know about the geography of this place, right? You’ll have to guide me.”

Even though I have the Guidepost of the Journey, I can’t know the exact geography of the mental world. So I was thinking of using the guy as a guide dog.

“Ah, and one more thing.”

“What, anything…”

“Where’s Triton?”

I didn’t forget to find another constellation that had been eaten by Se-un’s stigma.