Raided The God’S Warehouse [EN]: Chapter 588

After that, Seun wandered around Plaka, assisting where the limited healing personnel couldn’t reach.

Lee Haneul’s healing, empowered by Marbas, was particularly effective, capable of mending both players and demons, showcasing its remarkable potency.

Thanks to her, both players and demons quickly recovered, but a significant issue remained.

“It’s devastating.”

“Looks like about half of them are dead.”

“Well, they *are* demons.”

The demons had fearlessly charged into the fray from the moment the Outers invaded.

Even when the Outers’ nature was unknown, and even after the Diablo Guild issued warnings, the demons relentlessly attacked.

The fact that half of them survived was a testament to the players’ valiant efforts.

“Heh heh heh, those muscle-brained fools. I knew it.”

“Didn’t see you on the battlefield, though.”

“Monsters of unknown origin swarming everywhere—why would I be crazy enough to run out there and offer myself up as monster fodder? All those dumbasses are already dead.”

“Still, aren’t there a bit *too* few demons left?”

“Who cares? The vacant spots will be filled by demons from the outskirts who were left behind anyway. Their numbers will quickly recover once they start laying eggs.”

Hidro spoke as if the loss of half the demon population was insignificant.

Initially, his attitude seemed strange, but the other demons didn’t seem particularly concerned either.

As Hidro predicted, the demons on the outskirts, who had been biding their time, seized the opportunity and flocked to the center.

“Then, assuming the numbers will recover, what about the buildings?”

“Heh heh, that’s a bit of a problem. Seems like most of the technicians are dead too. We’ll have to sleep on the bare ground for a while. What can we do?”

The Outers targeted not only living beings.

Many buildings had collapsed, having been used as makeshift shields against the Outers’ initial attacks.

The only readily available building material in Plaka was its own soil.

Materials were abundant, but skilled builders were scarce.

Just then, two cheerful voices rang out from behind.

“We’ve finished analyzing the properties of the soil!”

“We can build!”

“But it requires more manual labor than we thought, so we need a lot of help. Everyone’s busy, so it’s a bit difficult.”

The twin sisters, who had been intrigued by Plaka’s architectural style since their arrival, stepped forward with a solution.

Even in Plaka, handling the tricky soil was challenging, but they had quickly mastered the construction methods on their own.

Hidro’s eyes lit up at the twins’ words.

“I can get you more than enough workers.”

“Really?”

“Yay!”

“Heh heh, there are few guys here who don’t owe me a favor. Besides, if you tell the guys who just came up from the outskirts that you’ll build them houses, they’ll jump at the chance to help.”

“Demons are strong, so if they help, it’ll be built quickly!”

“Can you gather them right away? Let’s clear the debris first!”

“Sure. Wait an hour, and I’ll gather them all.”

“Honestly, these buildings here are too drab and inefficient!”

“We’ll make them much cooler and more efficient!”

“Heh heh, I’m looking forward to it.”

Hidro’s words were not empty promises.

Exactly one hour after his summons, demons swarmed in, as if every demon in Plaka had been gathered, and began clearing debris under the twin sisters’ direction.

Demons generally held the belief that ‘humans are weak,’ but they followed the twin sisters’ instructions diligently.

Hidro’s influence played a part, but it was also due to their newfound respect for human capabilities, earned during the Outers’ invasion.

And it wasn’t just demons who joined the twin sisters’ reconstruction efforts.

“May we also participate?”

“Our guild building was destroyed in the aftermath of the battle. We can provide enough contribution points, so if you could build a guild building that can accommodate 100 people…”

“We beg you.”

The guilds’ headquarters had also been destroyed in the battle.

Even if the buildings hadn’t collapsed, the structures crudely built by the demons’ technicians were far from habitable.

They wanted proper buildings this time.

This was Plaka.

The trials required to reach the next resting place were naturally more difficult than before, and no matter how hard they tried, it would take time to leave Plaka and reach the next stage.

Meanwhile, there was only one guild that bucked the trend and didn’t request a new guild building.

“Building? Hahaha! We, Valhalla, don’t need it!”

Brinn Jarr of the Valhalla Guild.

He was confident in the path he had discussed with Seun.

Since they would be moving on to the next resting place soon anyway, he saw no point in investing in a guild building in Plaka.

Not only Brinn Jarr but also the members of the Valhalla Guild seemed to share his sentiment, as no one objected to his decision.

“Hidro, can I ask you a favor?”

“What favor could you possibly have after draining even my dragon blood?”

In the meantime, Seun personally visited Hidro.

“Can you prepare the bath again?”

“Bath? You’re greedy. Going to a place you’ve already been won’t give you anything better. Especially for you, who has absorbed all the demon god’s blood, it’s useless.”

“It’s not for me.”

“Huh? Then who?”

“The Diablo Guild. I’ll pay the contribution points properly.”

“Heh heh, you don’t look like it, but you take good care of your own. Fine, I’ll open it up enough, even if I don’t know how many will last.”

To progress through the upcoming trials, they needed not only physical enhancements but also various immunities and resistances.

Originally, he had planned to tell the guild members about the bath after they had settled into Plaka, but the situation had become more urgent.

He had plenty of contribution points, thanks to the existing points, those obtained through auction, and even the compensation for Tuning dealing with the Outers from the two resting places.

“Brother, you really know what’s up! Hot springs, this is true welfare…”

– You have entered the Bloodbath Spring.

– Your skin is turning red, and blood is starting to flow.

– Resistance to bleeding increases.

– Skin regeneration increases.

Sizzle-!

“Kkeuaaaaaaak!”

Yes, it’s welfare.

Because they can use the bath, which costs a whopping five million contribution points per entry, for free.

Of course, each session is so excruciating that it’s uncertain how many baths the guild members will endure before leaving Plaka.

* * *

Time passed quickly.

Under the twin sisters’ design, Plaka was being restored to its original state, or rather, an even more developed version of itself.

It was more vibrant than before, and the relationship between the demons and players was also improving as they worked together.

“It won’t be long now, right?”

“Yeah. We’ll have to leave soon.”

Originally, he had planned to spend time leisurely in Plaka before leaving.

Seun also needed time to adjust to the power he had gained from the demon god’s blood, and the guild members needed personal time, including visits to the baths.

However, the Outer incident had changed his perspective.

“The Tyrant King’s movements are faster than expected. And dangerous.”

“That’s right… Before Seun returned, the Outers had never attacked like this before ‘that day,’ right?”

“I don’t know what else he’ll do. Maybe that day will be brought forward too. So, we need to climb the tower as quickly as possible.”

“Yes. I’ve already told the others, so everyone will be ready.”

“You’re working hard too. I heard you’ve been in the baths a lot?”

“I’m far from Seun. Still, it suits me quite well.”

– The constellation, ‘Spider Wearing a Crown,’ boasts that that level of poison is nothing.

Even though the bath and poison are separate, she, who handles Baal’s poison, adapted to the bath more easily than others.

Separately, Kang Chul was enduring the bath with only physical strength and mental fortitude, I heard.

Seun ended his brief conversation with her and moved away from Plaka.

Just as others were training, Seun also had to train.

But.

‘Who is it?’

In the distance, on the outskirts of Plaka, particularly in the deserted areas, he sensed someone’s presence.

Few players would know about such a secluded spot.

And it was unlikely a demon would venture so far.

Curious about their identity, he discovered it was someone he knew.

Even a woman from the Diablo Guild who seemed the least likely to be associated with the word ‘training.’

“Arcana?”

Around her, the 52 basic cards of a playing card deck and two jokers were floating.

The cards danced in various patterns, as if possessing their own consciousness.

Whoosh!

Following her gesture, they burst into hot flames.

Wham!

They swung like heavy iron hammers.

Sometimes, both phenomena occurred simultaneously, and eventually, all the cards combined into the massive scythe he had seen before, which she swung horizontally and vertically.

The radius of the swing was so wide that it even affected Seun.

Clang-

“Oh my, it’s blocked after all? I swung it with care.”

“Was that on purpose?”

“What if I did it on purpose? You would have blocked it anyway. And eavesdropping is bad, okay?”

Seun shook his tingling palm and replied.

Seun, who usually brushed off most attacks, found her attack surprisingly difficult to deflect.

Considering it was a light swing, the power was greater than he had anticipated.

Indeed, she was skilled.

“The penalty seems to be gone now.”

“I don’t know about the penalty since I came up to Plaka. But since I haven’t been able to show my skills, I’ve been figuring out my capabilities for a long time.”

Arcana, who had descended to Lilac, a resting place beneath her level, and was running a casino.

The fact that most of her power had returned meant one thing.

“Did you come up here in the past?”

It meant she had reached a floor where a penalty was no longer necessary.

But, unfortunately, she shook her head.

“I passed Plaka. I gave up and came down while going to the next resting place.”

“If you gave up, did you hit a wall?”

“It’s not a wall of skill, but… if you call that a wall, then it’s a wall?”

A slightly difficult answer to understand.

But, ultimately, it meant that she also couldn’t climb to the next resting place.

‘Well, until I climbed before the regression, she was the only one in the next resting place.’

Red Dragon, Kshallarkhas.

She was the head of the only guild that had settled in the next resting place. In fact, should we even call her a player when she’s a dragon?

No matter how skilled Arcana was, it would have been difficult for her to reach that far.

“I’ll have to be a little nervous now, right?”

“I don’t know about being nervous, but I’ll have to use my power properly, right?”

Even Arcana, who usually seemed relaxed, wouldn’t find the upcoming trials easy. The trials from the 81st floor to the 90th floor were notoriously difficult.

It wasn’t for nothing that Kshallarkhas was the only player who had reached the next resting place.

“I hope you regain your skills quickly. I’m planning to leave Plaka in a month.”

“You’re in a hurry. It’s hard to believe that you’re a player who just arrived in Plaka. Is it because you’re a regressor?”

“You saw it too? There’s a need to speed things up.”

“The Outers, right? Really, I can’t get used to them no matter how many times I see them. How can they be so unpleasant every time I see them?”

Even though she couldn’t get used to them, her attitude was positive enough.

At least it meant she was willing to challenge the trials from now on with the right mindset.

Seun nodded and tried to move to another place, but she grabbed him.

“I have a favor to ask.”

“A favor?”

“There’s a place I want you to go with me in the theme of the next trial… in the sky.”

“Where is it?”

It was the first time Arcana had asked for something like this.

Since she had helped Seun and the Diablo Guild a lot so far, he was willing to help if possible.

“It’s a bit difficult to say now… later. I’ll tell you when the time comes. This much of a favor is okay, right?”

“Sure.”

Seun nodded and left the spot.

After that, in her hand, which was picking up the cards, was a white lily.

“Even if it’s not revenge, it’s okay to go and put down a flower, right?”

After uttering those words, which were somehow filled with affection, she turned the lily into the shape of a card, tucked it into her arms, and continued training.

Only Tyche was pitifully watching her.

Chapter 589