Solo Leveling- Ragnarok

Chapter 148:

"Hehehe!"

Hwang Dong-seok was so shocked that he sat down on the spot.

But no one here cares about him now.

"...Arsha, what did you say just now?"

The old man glared at the queen of bees with his mysterious eyes.

Weeeeeeng-

Queen bee Arsha.

The alluring lover, who appeared after countless bees had disappeared, said while making eye contact with the old man.

[I said I would let go at this point.]

"Why on earth? Could it be that the so-called queen was scared?"

[joy. She was scared la....]

But despite his provocation, Arsha just snorted and crossed her arms.

Suddenly her eyes turned out the window.

Now, there were countless bees following him flying all over this village.

And even at this moment, a strong warning signal was coming from them.

Arsha smiled and confidently responded to the old man's words.

[Then why not? She realizes that it is natural for her to run and hide when she encounters a predator she cannot deal with.]

"Predator? Could it be that someone with the power of a rigid body appeared and was so frightened? "A wound like this is nothing to me."

The old man noticed that Arsha's gaze was directed towards his charred hands, and an unpleasant expression appeared on her face.

"restoration."

The old man recited his incantation and slapped his charred hands in the air.

Then, like a haze, the distorted expression of the ghost screamed and permeated above him.

The old man moved his well-recovered hand and looked at Arsha with relaxed eyes, persuading her.

"Queen Bee Arsha, although something unexpected has suddenly occurred, it does not interfere with my plans. No, it's moving forward."

[Even though the power of the rigid body broke your illusion?]

"...It is true that the strength of the rigid body and the magic of the demon race are not compatible with each other. But that's the same thing over there."

Tarnak was the strong lord who ruled over all elements, including goblins and orcs.

His 'Strong Body Art' was the power to train the body to the limit and ultimately transcend the level of the soul.

A rigid body technique that transcends the laws of physics and can even strike spiritual bodies.

On the contrary, the magic of the demon race was the power to obtain physical power using the soul as an ingredient.

In short, the magic and magic of the demon race could be said to be exactly opposite abilities.

"I was careless earlier and the illusion was broken, but that won't happen again. The intruder is now wandering through the labyrinth without even being able to find my location."

[And what if you eventually find it?]

"Then what else? All I have to do is cast another illusion. "They have already entered my territory on their own, so it is impossible to escape."

[Because it's impossible.... Confidence is good, but is there anything impossible in this world? This is a world where even the absolute gods, let alone the great monarchs, are dead.]

The old man eventually got up from his seat due to Arsha's blatant sarcasm.

"Cluck. "Isn't this a better world?"

A thin, decrepit body.

This body originally belonged to the 'head' of this Yamiri village.

There were many other strong humans in the village, but there was a reason why he possessed such a skinny body.

"I am Harmacan, the great chief of the Demon Spirit Tribe. And he is a great demon who will become the next king."

Harmakan smiled the cruelest smile and raised his bony arms.

Wow-

Then, desperate screams echoed from the air.

At Harmakan's fingertips, ghosts as pale as a haze were screaming in pain.

Seeing that scene, Harmacan burst into laughter with an extremely mean smile.

"Look at this. "Do you think I'm going to engage in a clumsy direct grab with idiots who only believe in their physical strength?"

...Hehehe.

Hwang Dong-seok, who witnessed the scene while sitting in a corner, turned pale.

Among the ghosts were some of his men who had been beheaded by an intruder a little while ago.

Yes.

All of Harmakan's illusions were made using the souls of people who died in this village.

Considering the number of people who died in this village, it was natural for him to feel confident now.

Har Makan, who was teasing the translucent ghosts like toys with his bony fingers, chuckled.

"Cluck. Great demons always make detailed plans and fight behind the scenes. "There are plenty of people who can be sent instead."

[...] ...Tsk. I don't know who is more scared.]

Arsha was shaking her head as if she was disgusted by those words.

But Harma Khan was proud.

"That would be you giving up the fight and leaving. I'll give you another chance. "Stay and help me."

[hate. If I had known 'he' would come here, I wouldn't have even come here in the first place.]

The bees that made up Arsha's body were shaking, showing the embarrassment she was feeling right now.

[...] ...I still lack the strength and power to deal with 'him'.]

At this point, Harmakan also became curious.

"Daejoint, what kind of 'him' are you talking about, and why are you so afraid? If he followed the progress of the Lord of Strong Body, aren't you a descendant of the Lord of Plague? I can take on him alone, but if the two of us join forces, it's much better... ...."

[He is not a descendant of a rigid monarch, but a descendant of a canine monarch.]

"what? "Fang Lord, what does that mean?"

Harmakan looked even more incomprehensible at Arsha's words.

The word "Fang Lord" suddenly reminded me of the giant wolf he was riding.

It was not unusual for a descendant of a canine lord to have such a large wolf.

But there was something I couldn't understand.

"If he is a descendant of the Fang Lord, how can he use the power of a rigid body?"

[I don't even know that far. But one thing is certain. he is...You have become much stronger than when I met you.]

Arsha chewed her lips with a perplexed expression.

After getting beaten up by Suho in the past, she had no intention of confronting him.

Even now, the situation is much more unfavorable than then.

He lost all of his spear knights and became weak, but Su-ho, whom he met after a long time, was much stronger than then.

[The plan to train new Lancers from the villains here has been completely canceled. Since he appears anyway, they will all die.]

With those words, Arsha's body began to scatter into numerous bees.

Then, as if it was a waste of time to even talk to him anymore, he opened the window and went out.

Harmacan laughed at her and laughed at her actions without the slightest hesitation.

"...A coward like that would succeed Quresha. "The king of bugs won't appear for a while."

Harmakan immediately withdrew his attention from Arsha, as if he was okay with it.

"It's better. "The flying insects that were snooping around to prey on my plans have disappeared, so now the souls here belong solely to me."

And he extended his hand to Hwang Dong-Seok, who was sitting on the floor with a cold gaze.

"...Huh?!"

Following the gesture, Hwang Dong-seok's body suddenly stiffened and rose into the air.

Hwang Dong-seok, whose limbs were bound, screamed desperately in fear.

"Woah, old man! Ah, no, old man! Why are you doing this? Our contract is... ...!"

"Cluck. OK. "I had a contract with you."

At those words, Harmakan smiled wickedly and his eyes lit up.

He approached Hwang Dong-Seok, who was a powerful figure in Jisan Prison, and there was one reason he induced a great escape.

"Our contract allows you to lead your men outside of prison. And I take the souls you killed."

"Yes, that's right! But why me... ...!"

"Why? "Are you asking because you don't know that?"

Harmakan tilted his head and asked back at Hwang Dong-Seok, who was struggling in the air and protesting.

"Isn't it possible for you to lead your men even after you die?"

"..."Kwaak!"

Quad deck!

Harmakan grabbed his bony hand, and at the same time, Hwang Dong-seok's body, which was floating in the air, suddenly crumpled.

Hwang Dong-seok, whose bones were all shattered, vomited blood and died.

Harmakan's grim voice whispered to his soul.

"It's okay to be happy. "I will especially use your soul as a Death Knight for the Demon Race."

Kwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

Harmakan savored his meal with a satisfied smile as he heard the soul of Chaldeongseok, held in his hands, cry out.

"I like evil souls like you."

* * *

"Surrender! "It's surrender!"

"I'm going back to prison!"

"...."

Esil was dumbfounded as he saw the villains suddenly losing their will to fight and raising their hands in surrender.

"No, so suddenly? "Shouldn't we rebel a little bit?"

"What can I do? "Their leader ran away first."

Suho chuckled and shrugged his shoulders.

However, even though the villains surrendered, the battle was not completely over.

Spot!

Sigh!

"Kruk!"

"Oops!"

"Save me! Please stop this!"

Because even at this very moment, someone transparent was passing by those who had lost their will to fight and mercilessly cut their throats.

For Kang Tae-sik, a shadow soldier who enjoyed killing, the moment they surrendered was the right time to kill them more easily.

[It's pretty good.]

Ver was nodding his head with a special expression on his face as he looked at the guys Kang Tae-sik was killing.

[They don't just kill them randomly, they only select and kill those with a strong scent of blood.]

"The smell of blood? "Among those villains, you're only killing those who have killed people?"

[...] ...Yes that's right.]

Suddenly, Kang Taesik appeared in front of Suho and bowed his head.

[Even when I was alive, I could roughly tell who had committed murder just by looking at their eyes. Among them, I could immediately recognize those who especially enjoyed murder.]

Since Kang Tae-sik enjoyed killing, it was a talent that was close to recognizing his people.

[But then I died and was reborn, and now I see it much more clearly than then.]

"It's called a villain discriminator."

Suho nodded, saying it was an amazing ability.

He turned his gaze back to the villains and asked Kang Tae-Sik.

"Then who is still alive?"

[At least they are not people who have murdered with their own hands. They were probably common criminals in prison as well.]

"Yes, that's right!"

As if they had been waiting for those words, the villains all started screaming.

"I'm just a fraud!"

"Well, I'm just threatening...!"

"Even though I've hit people before...! Huh?!"

Sigh-

Blood spurted out.

Kang Tae-Sik, who quickly approached and cut off the last guy's head, returned to Su-ho and nodded.

[sorry. That guy was a bit ambiguous, but I think it would be better to just kill him.]

"...."

"...."

Suho and Esil, who were looking at this scene in silence, suddenly became aware of each other and made eye contact.

And Suho saw.

The demon noble Eshil was talking to himself with his mouth open.

'I'm a little scared of this guy.'

Suho answered those words with his eyes.

'Then you are the devil....'

It was then.

"...!"

Suho's eyes flashed for a moment, and he suddenly stretched out his hand into the air and snatched something.

Wow!

"Look at this?"

Suho twitched the corner of his mouth as he watched the bee fluttering in his hand.

But the eyes were not smiling.

[The King of Bugs, the Lord of Plague, looks pleased.]

"Come out, Arsha."

At Suho's words, the bee that was caught in his hand trembled.