Chapter Index

    Lopalgar rose from his throne.

    “Don’t think it will be like the others.”

    A relaxed smile is on his lips.

    As she waved her hand, flames flew over her body.

    “Chambler was a coward, and Gaias was a lethargic fool. I don’t let go as easily as they do.”

    “What can you do?”

    Deltan sneered.

    In fact, even if Ropalgar attacked her with her soul burning, there was an unbridgeable gap between her and the Deltans.

    The next words were an assertion.

    “The ones who talk like that die the most miserably.”

    “Yeah, I can’t beat you.”

    Lopalgar grinned.

    “Instead, it can be very annoying.”

    Just-

    When Lopalgar snapped his fingers, the space shook.

    The transformed space is a wilderness full of red sand and strangely shaped rocks.

    Deltan took a long breath and looked at the quest window.

    ‘The most worthless treasure.’

    The naming sense of the interface was truly intuitive, and there were many clues to be gained from it.

    A colorful abyss, the most worthless treasure.

    As each word referring to Lopalgar contains paradox, what the Deltans must look for is clear.

    ‘The most alien thing in this space.’

    Or something that doesn’t make sense.

    The Deltan’s eyes rolled around and scanned the space.

    ‘There it is.’

    There was a small crack between the raised rocks.

    There was one reason for confidence.

    The form of the geological layer revealed only there was different.

    Deltan aimed his pistol and pulled the trigger.

    Taaaang!

    At that moment, a roar arose.

    [Ahhh!

    The space turned upside down.

    This time, it was a dense forest, where the Deltans also found and shot at foreign elements, just like in the previous situation.

    And then the action was repeated again in an overturned space.

    ‘The gimmick is finding the difference.’

    Each demon’s mental world had its own unique gimmick.

    The only exceptions would be Hermanisis, the king of demons, and Gaias, who showed no will to resist.

    Anyway, the conclusion is that for Deltans, the devil’s gimmick is something that can be easily understood with just a little thought.

    [Ahhh!

    The space kept turning upside down, causing motion sickness.

    It didn’t stop either.

    Mountains, sea, sky, deep sea, jungle, city.

    We went to a lot of places and destroyed a lot of gimmicks.

    First, the difficulty has increased as much as the number of times Deltan has cleared it, reaching a level where it is no longer easy to understand.

    What kind of change is that space is now beginning to take on shapes that do not exist in reality.

    ‘abstract?’

    That’s how it should be expressed.

    The entire space was cluttered, like an abstract painting with paints of similar saturation scattered haphazardly.

    The color was red, and Deltan thought that it looked like a place drawn with flames in mind.

    The sense of stepping, the sense of breathing, much less the sense of direction and perspective do not exist properly, so cognition is becoming blurred.

    “Gotcha.”

    Lofalgar’s arm shot out and grabbed Deltan’s pistol.

    Pop!

    The pistol crumpled.

    Deltan narrowed his eyes and produced his pistol again.

    And he shot Lopalgar beyond the waist.

    Taaang!

    “Kuhhh!”

    Laughter.

    And Lopalgar disappeared.

    Deltan took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

    ‘It’s difficult to rely on sight anymore.’

    Perhaps it is the intention not to give any more visual clues.

    Deltan imagined.

    Sharply honed senses, the ability to read the flow of space.

    Anything foreign was quickly caught.

    ‘Behind your back.’

    Deltan spun his sword around and held it in reverse.

    And then he stabbed it behind his waist.

    Sigh!

    “The answer is correct this time too.”

    It looks like it was behind his back all this time.

    Deltan furrowed his brows and looked at the changing space.

    And then it stopped.

    “Deltain.”

    There was Agnes.

    In the count’s garden, with the fountain behind.

    “Come here.”

    Agnes gestured.

    Deltan asked ‘Ugh’.

    ‘Are you going to come out like this?’

    What was building up was discomfort.

    It was displeasure that Ropalgar had concluded that my weakness was Agnes, and it was displeasure that he was trying to take advantage of it.

    Does he really think he can’t kill him?

    It’s not even funny.

    Deltan would have no qualms about killing Agnes before it was necessary.

    ‘It’s just a shell.’

    That’s just Lopalgar playing Agnes.

    With that thought in mind, Deltan aimed his sword at Agnes and ran out.

    In an instant, Agnes’ smile deepened.

    Stop-

    Deltan narrowed her eyes at a passing thought as her sword stopped in front of her chest.

    ‘… for a moment.’

    Look at the interface.

    Direction of the quest.

    The essence was put aside while focusing on the element of finding the difference.

    ‘Is it heterogeneous?’

    Is Agnes in front of me alien to this scene?

    It wasn’t.

    This was the count’s garden, in front of the fountain.

    Her outfit was the same as the day we spent time together here.

    The background is also the same.

    Even though he didn’t visit often, in the Deltan’s view, there were no elements that were different from what he knew.

    “… .”

    I look back on the gimmicks that have been destroyed so far.

    Then Deltan realized.

    “Ah… .”

    The most alien thing in all that scenery was myself.

    Even though it was a treasure more precious than anything else, it was he who had no value or benefit in his position at the time.

    ‘Bluffing.’

    Deltan clicked his tongue, ‘Tsk’, held the sword back, and stabbed it straight into his own heart.

    Phew!

    The sensation of a blade penetrating your skin is vivid.

    The series of processes of digging into the skin and muscles, scraping the bones, and breaking into the heart were vividly engraved on the Delta man’s body.

    However, strangely enough, death was not depicted.

    Instead, the dream-like haziness that had followed me all along disappeared.

    It was a quick decision and action, and it was right.

    Clink!

    The space cracked and broke apart.

    And then I returned to Daejeon.

    The sword that pierced his chest was stuck in the heart of Lopalgar, beneath Deltan’s feet.

    She was looking up at Deltan with black blood pouring out.

    It was a smiling face.

    “You won.”

    “… It was definitely annoying.”

    “Oh my, is that a compliment?”

    “It’s an insult.”

    I completely understood the gimmick.

    Until now, the body I had been moving thinking of as my own was Lopalgar’s body.

    In other words, he was continuing his nonsense while his mind was connected to her.

    “Go now.”

    Deltan grabbed the hilt of his sword and twisted it.

    Puddukduk!

    Ropalgar’s heart was crushed.

    Blood poured out like a fountain.

    Just like that, he slashes his sword and slices open his stomach.

    “Greed, gluttony, and other nonsense, so it’s probably a disguise.”

    No.6 Lopalgar’s Gluttony.

    It was a conclusion I came to after thinking about it for quite some time.

    Above all, the biggest basis for this judgment was that the other materials obtained so far were organs of something.

    “Yes, you are correct.”

    Lopalgar said.

    Her pink stomach was wriggling in her cracked stomach.

    Deltan stretched out his hand and held it.

    Drumming –

    pulled it out

    Other organs that came out were cut off with a sword.

    The interface came to mind.

    1. Chambler’s Dream (Complete)

    2. Heart of Gaias (Complete)

    3. Token of Endless Winter (Complete)

    4. Jewel of the Deep Sea (Wan)

    5. Breath of the Martyrs (Incomplete)

    6. Lopalgar’s Gluttony (complete)

    7. Giant’s Blessing (Incomplete)

    8. Purification of Ergoragia (incomplete)

    9. Seed of Demonic Exrias (Incomplete)

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    Another hall.

    Deltan furrowed his brows and looked at the interface, then quickly put it away.

    “Okay, it’s over now?”

    Lopalgar said.

    Deltan just looked at her and continued his thoughts.

    Lopalgar’s always relaxed attitude was questionable.

    I couldn’t get over the feeling that I was missing something.

    ‘temple?’

    Is it related to the hall?

    However, there was no point in asking.

    There was a ‘promise’ in the hall’s ulterior motive, and it acted as a kind of secrecy-keeping device to keep their mouths shut.

    The Deltan couldn’t understand.

    “It’s strange. Clearly, what the Hall of Fame is doing is to exterminate you, but I don’t even know why they are helping it.”

    Although they appeared as enemies, their attitude was not hostile.

    Chambler clung to him for his life, but Gaias and Lopalgar in front of him just showed an uneasy look, as if they were planning something with their own death.

    “What are you aiming for?”

    Ropalgar exhaled and grinned.

    “Well?”

    “If you don’t tell me.”

    Tdu-duk-

    I broke my back.

    “You just have to find out.”

    Deltan lowered his head and made eye contact with Lopalgar.

    “You’re a devil and a temple and all, but it would be enough if you let me know that no matter how much you target me, you can’t win.”

    It would have been nice to see it as a kind of declaration.

    Ropalgar blinked at those words and looked at Deltan.

    Then, suddenly, I burst into laughter.

    “Kuhuhuhuh… !”

    Shake your shoulders.

    Even as he vomits blood, he laughs even louder.

    The Deltan’s expression hardened, showing that he didn’t care at all.

    “Ah… This is why I like you.”

    Lopalgar said out of breath, as if he was about to fall.

    The eyes towards the Deltan were filled with a clear form of affection.

    “Arrogant and self-centered. I live with that confidence, and I really deserve it, so it doesn’t seem strange at all.”

    Ropalgar reached out and brushed Deltan’s calf.

    “Contractor. Do you know? You are a man more worthy of the name greed than anyone I have ever seen. Maybe even more than me.”

    Lofalgar’s eyes widened.

    “So, let me ask. No, I will tell you to burn this soul.”

    Deltan could not understand Lopalgar’s attitude.

    However, I could tell what she was about to do now.

    She was trying to break the hall’s ‘promise’ herself.

    The interface beeps loudly.

    Deltan’s breath froze harder than ever.

    The spot where Lopalgar lay.

    A black shadow seethed below, and countless jet-black arms rose out to entangle her.

    Lopalgar began to sink.

    “Shut up… .”

    As the Deltan hurriedly stretched out his hand, Lopalgar muttered softly.

    “Contractor, why do you think it was you we were targeting?”

    Rattle-

    Deltan’s movements stopped.

    A pit swallowed Lopalgar.

    So so so so so-

    The space broke apart and the night sky was revealed.

    Deltan looked at it blankly and thought about it.

    -Contractor, why do you think it was you we were targeting?

    What they are targeting is not themselves.

    And Lopalgar clearly said so.

    -Yeah, I can’t beat you. Instead, it can be very annoying.

    I’m going to take my time.

    For what… There was no reason to seek the answer.

    Deltan’s body was already moving.

    Hahaha!

    Deltan hurriedly flew up and headed towards Agnes.

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