056. Legion Upgrades Again (2)

It was a time when the temple was razed to the ground by the Legion’s storm and its core and holy relics were collected, and the new ruler of the calamity that invaded the motherland was perfectly captured by the Legion Queens.

The demon king was confined to the manager’s tower and was fighting a really hard fight.

He had the idea that he wanted to hand over all the information and get rid of the war and demon gods and rest in peace, but the manager never let the demon king rest comfortably.

So he was now in a situation where he entered the stairway of trials prepared in the Tower of the Apostles.

“… … shit.”

The demon king was now confined in a castle that looked similar to the [Demon King’s Castle], and spat out harsh curses at the terrifying ‘Paladin troops’ emitting holy light and surrounding them on all sides.

The elite NPCs that the demon king could use as his followers had been wiped out early on, and he would die a painful death the moment those NPC troops, boasting formidable military power, stormed into the castle.

The problem is, that’s not really death.

“Manager, kill me.”

This was originally a place for ‘repetitive training’ for players to train their strength and gain divinity.

However, the word ‘repeat training’ meant that if this place was cleared according to the rules, the time rewind for training would be applied again.

[You will suffer forever.]

If even one player enters here, the dead devil will come back to life.

He had to play the role of the boss of this floor, where he had to fight against the player and the paladin NPC in the unit unit with his family NPC.

“… … It is already the 1,865th.”

The Administrator was taking revenge on the Demon King in a really cruel way.

Since the demon king is trapped here, he repeats the process of dying and reviving endlessly until the manager takes him out.

The player who received the manager’s order and came in to activate the stairs was idle until the paladin NPC took care of everything in the back. Then, when the floor was cleared by the NPCs, they were repeating the mean thing of re-entering.

“I think it’s time to turn around… … .”

Of course, the demon king was suffering greatly from the fact that his mind was still intact.

The Apostle’s Tower is the sanctuary of the Administrator.

It was said that the administrator could freely touch the system itself that created the stairs of this tower, and that would mean that he could do the demon lord’s mental treatment at will.

The manager watched the demon king and threw a tuk-tuk word.

[Demon King, if you have any complaints, try to defend yourself successfully. Then I’ll release you.]

Of course, there was absolutely no chance that the demon king would win against the player and the paladin NPC. No matter how much I struggled, it was of no use.

Here, the NPCs that belonged to him were too weak, and the opposing NPCs were so strong and strong that no matter how many times they hit them, their armor was not even scratched.

“Is this really the right stairway for the player’s training… … ?”

In the opinion of the demon lord, players who entered this place could not gain any experience points. This is where the difficulty control itself is very wrong.

They come in and take a good rest, and when the demon lord dies, they go out and come back in again, but what the hell does the player get here?

As the demon lord thought, this floor was not originally like this environment.

Originally, this was a place where only a few paladin NPCs appeared and boasted vicious difficulty to players. It was a really notorious gateway among tower climbers that players who couldn’t even handle large enemy forces would never get through.

Now, of course, this layer itself was after proper editorial work by the manager.

As this is the Sanctuary of the Administrator, the Administrator can, of course, adjust the level of difficulty of the ordeal at will. So, the scene of NPCs helping the player rushing like a wave takes place.

“… … You are coming.”

The demon king stared blankly at the huge number of paladin troops rushing towards the castle, and began to raise his magic power.

If you deal with the endless NPCs, you won’t be able to endure for long and your magic power will dry up, but even so, being beaten to death without doing anything when you are a person with the name of the Demon King is something your pride cannot tolerate.

So, the demon king made a valiant determination and raised all his magic power.

“I can’t kill him gracefully.”

The manager, who was sitting comfortably in his room and watching this with a fishy smile, realized that he couldn’t hold the chocolate in his hand and looked around.

“Ah, nice timing.”

“… … .”

When the manager’s personal assistant, an elf in a suit, brought a basket of chocolates, the manager erased the fishy smile and welcomed her with a hearty smile.

“How long are you planning to torment the Demon King?”

The secretary frowned as she watched the manager dying on the screen.

“Hey, didn’t your planet also get ruined by the demon king several times?”

“… … that’s but… … .”

“Do you feel sorry for that bastard?”

The secretary still couldn’t erase the pity on her face.

“The Demon King just did what the Great Demon King told him to do. The author probably wasn’t born because he wanted to be born as a demon in the first place… … .”

“… … .”

After hearing the secretary’s words, the manager’s expression hardened for a moment, and she hurriedly opened the chocolate wrapper and shoved it into his mouth.

It really took an instant for the manager’s expression to brighten up as if he had straightened a crumpled piece of paper.

‘Those who forget all their thoughts with one chocolate… … .’

The secretary realized that the manager was really a simple human being.

“… … it’s delicious?”

“yes. delicious.”

While the manager forgot a few chocolates, the demon king on the screen was now starting the 1,866th dungeon defense.

“I didn’t expect the author to be caught so easily.”

“Well, isn’t this all thanks to me?”

“… … .”

The secretary put on a puzzled expression, but the manager ignored her reaction and was busy congratulating herself.

“Isn’t this all thanks to the [life is ‘three times’] power that I made myself? If I hadn’t sprinkled this in advance, Han Ji-woo wouldn’t have become the ruler of the corps, right?”

“It must have happened because there were no points to pay royalties for [Infinite Recurrence]. How the hell did he create the authority to be reincarnated as an alien race like that… … .”

“… … .”

After hitting the bone with words, the secretary muttered to the manager as she cracked open the chocolate and shoved it into her mouth.

“By the way, how much did you spread that power? Is there anyone other than Han Ji-woo who reincarnated as an alien race like that?”

The secretary made a joke to lighten the mood, but suddenly there was a heavy silence. The up and down movement of the mouth while chewing the manager’s chocolate stopped for a moment.

“Hey, Woo-jae’s brother?”

“… … What the fuck?”

The moment I asked what had happened, the manager suddenly jumped up from his seat in a startling surprise and started looking at something.

“… … Shit, are you really not there?”

“Well? Why are you like that all of a sudden? What happened?”

To the secretary’s question, the manager opened his mouth with a blank expression.

“Crazy, why was I forgetting that… … ?”

It was only now that he realized that he had completely forgotten that there were more people who received the Blessing and Blessing Power he had created than he thought.

“The guy who disappeared from the system after using it three times… … There are others besides Han Ji-woo.”

In a way, I had no choice but to forget this. Managers are not divine beings, they are just responsible people.

This is because it is very difficult for one human being to manage all of humanity in a system, and it is not a big deal that one of the many players disappears without a sound.

If he had judged that he was an important player in the first place, he would have given [Infinite Recurrence] somehow, but the manager didn’t pay much attention to the player who gave him the power to bless and disobey at his own discretion.

“Guys… … Where are you? Are you completely out of my circle?”

After hearing the secretary’s joke, the manager remembered the fact only now.

Even if the players who received the Blessing and Blowing Powers were born as non-human beings, they were members of the family using the powers they gave them, so it was normal to find the player’s information in the registered system.

“… … Is it because there are not many people?”

However, some players were completely out of his circle.

“Four including Han Ji-woo.”

One is now the ruler of a fearsome legion with which he is allied.

Then, what are the other three out of the circle?

“Fuck, I’m so busy I’m going to die… … .”

Even if you search the entire universe, there are additional people you need to find in a hurry.

* * *

“Congratulations on becoming the owner of the sixth sacred object.”

What I got was an old staff with a crystal ball full of blood.

As I took the staff, the beast-headed armies of death stopped their assault on the Legion.

It seems that the owner of this thing will have the right to command that army.

However, when I got this staff, which is said to be the sixth sacred object, I didn’t feel very good.

“Well… … .”

Isn’t this really a product with poor performance compared to the amount of effort put into it?

“I don’t think it’s something I’m going to use… … .”

“… … ruler?”

I shrugged my shoulders at the head of the elder tribe, who showed a puzzled reaction.

“They’re not very strong kids either.”

“… … Isn’t that because your legion is ignorantly strong?”

“Well, that’s the biggest cause of disappointment.”

If this relic had come into my hands while I was an ordinary player, I might have felt like I had the whole world. Even if you kill them, they come back to life, and this army of death, which is filled with divine power that overflows throughout the body, is definitely a tremendous force by the standards of that era.

However, even if they were strong, they could easily be subdued with tactics by hitting a 1 billion army corps.

“… … You’re the only one who can say that you’re overpowering them lightly. How many people in this world do you think can stand against the army of death other than yours?”

“I stopped putting wires in to get this, but this kind of performance is a bit ambiguous.”

Thanks to this expedition, in which all the apostles and commanders, who should be at the forefront of the demonic attack, who brought all of Nemesis’ powers, participated, the expedition has stopped.

If he had prepared this thoroughly, at least he had to have a really fraudulent ability like the sacred relic of the first demon to pay for the time spent.

“… … I guess it wasn’t something that would be of much help to you in the first place. This is a relic that controls an army, but you control an entire race… … .”

“Iknow, right.”

Aren’t these just the right guys to call Gangjeong with a hollow inside? Thinking it would be delicious, I chewed a mouthful, and it looked like only the flour-fried batter was crispy and there was only air inside.

“Although the income is considerable, the performance of the relic itself is not very good.”

Of course, strictly speaking, the income I invested my time in was quite sufficient in other areas.

In order to obtain this holy relic, he came here to capture the demon lord and unexpectedly posted a record, and also obtained good genetic information to improve the fuel efficiency of the corps while making dozens of demon territories into nests for the corps.

“The new spiders that will be created from now on are the ones that can live without eating a lot.”

Anyway, the best harvest I got from this itinerary wasn’t the relic itself, but the photosynthesis information extracted from the ancient spider.

“Now, let’s go back.”

It was time to start the war again.

* * *

-The ruler has returned!

―My lord, I have a present for you.

What else is this?

A call came from Legion’s old hometown.