Chapter 113 – Gragos (3)
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By the green stone, Graphite, that the Rerorerore clan was throwing.
“You’ll get caught in it if you get close! Use skills to pour them in!”
The moment one of the four materials that could affect the Gragos touched the bodily fluids it sucked in the fluids like a sponge as it started to increase in size over hundreds of times.
Jongsang, who had been watching this next to Gwanje, swirled his tongue around as he looked at the viscera deep within the Gragos.
It wasn’t an easy place to locate since it wasn’t within the sphere of influence of humans.
“Well. I struggled a bit. It should at least be this much mister.”
But there was something he was worried about.
Gwanje shook his head at that.
Only four of the Ursa Major were here including Gwanje and Gordon who had gone to catch the little flies, the other three were nowhere to be seen.
‘Hmm. Then we can take over the Gragos and even find the Temple…Huh.’
Since two problems will rise up from that.
Second, if this guy died then the location to acquire the body fluids will disappear so they will starve.
But Gwanje meant that he was going to take control of it.
Jongsang looked at Gwanje with an amazed expression.
In what way the thing they were doing was part of controlling the Gragos?
‘He has a lot of secrets.’
Jongsang suddenly thought of something he had forgotten about when he had first met Gwanje.
This guy wasn’t alone when he saved him.
He thought that Gwanje had placed them in a safe spot but he had never heard of him talk about his family.
“My daughter died and my wife is next to another man.”
‘…He’s not thinking of doing something crazy right.’
If his family had gone through that then a corner of his mind might be seriously twisted.
If this guy were to let off those twisted emotions then it won’t end in a small scale. Gwanje laughed towards Jongsang who was making an uneasy expression as he spoke.
Gwanje then handed over a small green candy with a stick stuck onto it.
Though it was sweet it was like adding sugar to waste water.
Gwanje shrugged his shoulders.
“What?”
“…”
Gwanje sighed as he looked at that carrier pigeon. ‘Damnit! Why are there no reinforcements!’
Gordon freaked out at the sudden change.
The situation changed the moment it turned into night.
Of course that wasn’t enough to beat him.
If only there weren’t suicide soldiers who constantly charged in.
“Fuck!”
Gordon let go of the reinforcement while gathering it in his hands.
An explosion that far exceeded what a reinforcement could have created swept the area.
Then it disappeared as if it had melted and then absorbed back into the other shadows.
Since that guy will rejuvenate from the shadows, heal up and then climb back up. ‘Damnit! I have to get the main source!’
He had to kill the guy who was just throwing daggers at him from the distance.
‘Is he crazy or something? How many have you killed in that short amount of time?’
And when he had taken care of those the shadow soldiers who had gone back to the shadows climbed up again.
Gordon grinded his teeth.
Since his mana wasn’t endless and there was a limit to the number of suicide soldiers.
And Gordon was confident.
Margoth hunting was something only possible after polishing one’s skills, artifacts and battle skills to the extremes.
“You retards! Get back! Get the fuck back!”
The guy who had held him down with the shadow soldiers and the suicide soldiers was killing off the Rerorerore clansmen as they were approaching him.
The dropped runes would be eaten up and increase the amount of mana.
The clan Lord who was acting as a slave below was about to fall down from exhaustion.
He had to constantly give suicide orders, recreate symbols and accept new clansmen while others died, even the greatest Lords would get exhausted by this. Gordon suddenly felt fear.
Though the shadow soldiers had gotten weaker as if his mana was getting drained but the problem was Gordon himself.
Then he would really die.
This was the first time he had missed the Ursa Majors and that lame name.
But even after a long while nobody came.
Gordon shouted out in rage. “Mister let’s go. Since we finished everything we needed to here, let’s go to the next stage.”
Jongsang frowned as he saw this.
He said four total including himself.
‘Damnit. I can’t figure out what’s going on.’
Gwanje nodded.
The moment Gwanje mumbled ‘We were going to leave before it completely froze up anyway… Collected too much for nothing.’ and read the final carrier pigeon, he suddenly stopped as he read it.
“It seems like the ones Gordon chased before were baits. Formidable.”
“It seems the Crown clan is invading this place.”
That four Margoth levels of the Crown clan were invading this place. Normally he would ignore them.
‘But… If it’s the Crown clan then the story changes a bit.’
Jongsang asked.
Since the Crown clan was a humongous clan which had four Margoth level adventurers other than the clan patriarch himself.
And the Crown clan, one of the 3 strongest.
But the reason why Jongsang asked was because a clear emotion started to well up on Gwanje’s face.
“Of course, I told you that my daughter died earlier.”
“It’s a bit rude to go like this. We should leave them a gift.” ‘Tsk. They were pouring in Graphite. This is why the body fluid was drying up. Anyway, how did they find the reflux organ?’
Reflux Organ.
Of course it was a place in the Gragos with the most body fluids since it was an organ created to decrease the waste of body fluid as much as possible.
If killing the Gragos was their objective then they had to pour more.
‘Then I shouldn’t have needed to come here… Why did the flip incident happen in the past?’
Bali Roper, the Margoth level expert of the Crown Clan, shouted as he saw the ones running away.
Their clan received tremendous amounts of stress since that crazy guy over there trying to assimilate them.
So Bali Roper actually liked the current situation.
This guy had clearly said.
And if this guy helped then sweeping the main headquarters of the Rerorerore clan wouldn’t be that hard.
‘There’s no way all of them would be here.’ Kuuuuuuuungg!
‘Margoth?’
‘Damnit.’
They were called Margoth level because they could win a one versus one against the Margoths.
Hansoo clicked his tongue as he looked at the Margoths charging from the distance.
It seems like they weren’t even luring them to this location in order to prevent the Crown clansmen being able to chase them.
“There’s no way that I’m the reason… Did you cause some sins against that guy?’”
‘Look. There’s no way I can like these guys.’
They only looked a bit black after that. The human-shaped creatures constantly coming back after healing back up no matter what kind of damage they received was tiring even for Gordon who had gone through a lot of things.
No, the fact that he could do this much was already amazing.
Others might’ve been different but how could the scouts mistake the faces of the Margoth levels?
Gwanje spat the Graphite candy in his mouth, the Greenlight, and then sent a carrier pigeon somewhere.
The four of them here and Hansoo could deal a serious amount of damage.
“…”