Life Reversal with Item Copy

After that, a strange trading relationship ensued.

Torrrrrrrrrrrr...

Torrrrrrrrrrrr...

Every meal, the canned rice wanders between the doughnut and the guy. If he buys me a new can, he must put the Regium back.

“Ah, um..... Thank you.”

“ ……. ”

I even tried to talk a little bit (of course, from a distance without approaching), but there was no answer.

“Thank you, Shechet. ”

“ ……. ”

If you speak a foreign language that you may know, your performance is 0. The awkwardness that seemed to be left alone with a friend of a friend I didn't know was hovering.

Meanwhile, Dojun experimented with a number of things.

I gave him the canned rice when it wasn't time for dinner, but he sent it back to see if he was hungry. He also gave me three or four cans in time, but I didn't eat them except one.

Just in time for the meal, it seemed like just one can was the right amount. If I could give you more, I would have stacked a sack of Regium.....

I tried to give you a canned meat once, but I came back without ripping it off. It looks like you smelled meat from beyond the can.

Otherwise, the amount of regium returning depends on the type of canning.

Some of the best canned vegetables are sold and some are well known to hunters. A sweet corn can made from Dungeon Corn. I gave it to him so he could see it eating in a semi-coloured color. Of course, it was not a look, but an inference by action.

Then Regium came back and looked like he was 1.5 times his usual size. Does that mean it was delicious?

Dojun, who made a deal over the night for about two days, returned home. He still hasn't lost his vigilance. I couldn't sleep in front of him because I didn't know when he would attack.

He came back and gave me a quick glance.

The first thing I did after that was to create sacred potions.

Holy Potion

Rating

Advanced

Distinguish

Potion

Efficacy

Potion with last name attribute. Can be used as a weapon. However, it is volatile and will disappear over time or swing it once.

Grant Castle to weapon for 10 sec. (1 time)

Prior to selling, the doughnut first copied the options into his body.

[Copied successfully.]

[The 'Holy Potion’ that has become a material has been destroyed.]

[Abilities copied will be adjusted to fit the 'classification’ of the item.]

[Edition Options]

Skill: Castle Attribute Enchant (1 time), Duration 10s

However, it was not a largely useful option.

It made little difference to the potion effect, so there was no point in copying it. If you're going to do this, you should just carry the potion.

Holy Potion x3

Three potions left to copy-eat one. Three million if you hit it with the money. It was a significant amount for two days of income.

‘It's good to earn. ’

More importantly, clearing the maze.

These days, however, force is also money. Senior Hunter had no reason to stop earning KRW 3 million in two days, since he had to count his monthly income in billions.

‘It was a strange relationship, but there was no clue to the name. ’

That also means killing agents.

There were two paths to clear, but one was a dark path that could not be seen in front of one another, and the other was a path with big rocks blocking it like a water crest.

A sudden situation where you can't do this or that.

One week after that, two weeks after that.

In the meantime, I have made progress around the Lesser Dungeon. I've been in constant contact with guilds who haven't given up recruiting yet, but they've all declined. All he could think about was clearing the maze.

I went into the maze twice more. I continued to observe him, but I had no income but to earn Regium. I was able to make 10 more Sacred Potions, but I wasn't very happy.

He was constantly touching stones or pieces of wood, and he was not taking anything unusual.

Dojun took the time to look around the chapel and thoroughly examined the murals on the walls and the upper floors of the temple.

I looked as closely as I could, but nothing came out of the book or diary. Eventually, it was all about returning to the boss' room and returning him without further ado.

And another week later, when I entered the maze for the third time.

Huh?

Changes have been made.

He made something out of the kind of stone he was touching.

"Species?"

It looked like a small species. A species that hung at the end of a short rod and was decorated with other pieces of wood or rotten jellyfish.

He carefully places the completed rod bell on the altar.

And then.

I began to pray.

Dojun twinkles his eyes. I looked at him like I couldn't believe it.

I didn't see it wrong. He knelt down and put his hands together, until he looked godly. Even though he was a gool!

If it had been just an ordinary prayer, Dojun would not have been so surprised. There are some undead who serve evil spirits or evil dragons.

The reason he was surprised.

Bloop!

It was because of the blue flame in the body of the one who prayed.

I couldn't believe it even with my own eyes. That was, of course, the spark of purification that he had seen hitting hundreds of ghouls so far.

“ ……. ”

Dojun lost what he had to say.

However, even in this outrageous situation, his instincts moved thoughtfully. This is clearly an important clue that should not be missed.

His eyes caught sight of him.

Once that flame was definitely the spark of purification by the divine power. Whenever the flame touched his skin, it was clear that the flesh would burn with an unpleasant smell.

However, the burnt skin was quickly regenerated.

It looks like he has regenerative power in the resilience of the troll shaman. It burns black and instantly regenerates the twisted skin.

However.

‘It's not perfect. ’

Throughout the process, countless blisters erupted and dark burn marks stained the skin.

Otherwise, the dirty skin turned even worse.

‘…… But isn't it sick? ’

Dojun looks at his face.

But I couldn't read that look as I always did. Even more so now that we're in flames.

However, unlike other ghouls who were screaming to leave their bodies, there was no change in his movements.

Kneel quietly and join hands together. It was a common prayer posture, but it contained godliness that did not know what it was.

If I didn't feel pain, I wondered why. If I endured pain.

"Undead, self-inflicting divine power? ’

Second, I couldn't understand how that was possible on a common sense line. What the hell? For what?

I was confused.

In the meantime, his prayer continued.

Despite being far away, Dorun felt a warm energy rising inside the chapel.

When I saw the blue flame coming, I saw a thought passing through the head of the doughnut.

"Do you?"

Maybe this is the way to get rid of him?

I don't know what happened, but he suddenly started praying. The divine power that that prayer evoked was enveloping him and covering it with the regeneration of seedlings.

What if the regeneration goes away?

Regenerative power that must not be prevented from engaging with flames. If one of the two forces that made the antagonism disappear, the result was obvious.

‘Maybe…… self-destruct. ’

This is it. This is probably the right answer.

Everything feels right. I wonder if there was an item in the yard that could not be repaired.

But there is one thing that takes time.

‘If I touch him now, won't he attack me? ’

When contacted to write a copy, worry that the boss will not be hostile to himself.

Dojun makes himself nervous. He was now like a rat trying to put a drop on the neck of a cat. One way or another, I had to finish the job without waking the cat.

He took out the 'Erosive Faith Cape’ from his inventory, which he prepared to use his return skills at any time.

The reason it was a cape was because it seemed less aggressive at least.

He approaches him slowly.

I came close, but I didn't react at all. The heat of the blue flame was not felt for him either. The flame of purification was a flame that did not work on living beings.

‘Concentrate. Run away if you see any strange generosity. At least he won't be killed instantly. ’

Dojun recounted as if he was implying to himself. And raise your right hand.

Knock.

I touched his shoulder.

That's it!

I touch it, but I don't stop praying. Either you can't stop, or you can't react.

Either way, it was Hojae for him.

But then.

‘Er...? ’

Hrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

A blue flame came up on my finger and spread all over the body.

I felt a strange heat in my whole body, and my eyes were blurred like an azirang. I felt strange and tried to take my hands off, but my body did not budge at all. It's like a powered robot.

Soon the overwhelming Suma overwhelmed him. I tried to hold on to it, but it was useless. That was not the kind of thing that could resist.

A helper who lost his mind like he fainted.

Ugh, when he opened his eyes, he said,

“Shoot me! Shoot me! ”

It was in the middle of a battlefield.

* * *

Before I even knew the situation, someone came to him with a rough grip. It was a slave knight with a full body armor on his white hair.

Dojun tries to avoid the body reflexively. But isn't the slave knight passing through him first?

What is it?

He opened his eyes wide and looked at his body. His body was 180 degrees different from usual. It was translucent like a ghost.

Are you hallucinating? ’

Only then did I notice the surrounding situation.

Where he stood was above a wall, and soldiers were shooting arrows like crazy.

Under the wall facing the arrow, a turbulent figure came swirling like a seal, and somewhere inside was a ripe building.

‘That's..... ’

It was a temple.

It's not just rusty and crumbly, it's healthy and uplifting.

‘Is it the past? ’

I remembered my last memory before she lost her mind.

I definitely touched the praying boss Goul. Then the flame of purification came upon him, riding on his arm.

Whether the flame was acting strangely or not, it was not just a flame but something else that flowed along.

If not all of them, they're just dreaming while fainting.

“Shoot! Don't aim or anything! Shoot first! ”

“Come on, recruit! Don't just shoot! Shoot him in holy water! I know there's no arrows, I don't know! ”

“Sin, sorry! ”

I was distracted by screaming everywhere. The Dojoon, who knew the word holy water very closely, looked under the wall.

Thousands of troops of Goul appeared to be coming from there.

‘…… crazy. ’

Then something came naturally into his head.

An immortal who has encroached upon all kingdoms and territories of men. The faithful of the Mad Young Moon.

And against him, the god of sun and life, the last temple of Laoha.

It is an inherently unknown knowledge.

But is it the effect of this hallucination? Such knowledge began to come to Dojun.

“Hang in there! The Saint will be revealed in a little while! You can hold on till then! ”

“Yes!”

“I'll take care of you if you die! ”

“Who the hell just did it! Don't die, you bastards! If you die, you will become their soldier! ”

“Sorry! I'll keep that in mind! ”

A slave knight who screams at whales with a bloodbath around his neck. And the brave soldiers who were so frustrated with him.

Mission to protect humanity's final shelter.

Desire for survival.

Families to protect inside the walls.

With all their doubts, they seemed like invincible armies at this moment.

However, this is not the case.

“Sir Paul Mann! It's dialyzing! They've got the dialyzer! ”

“What!”

The slave knight was greatly surprised by the deputy's words. This is ridiculous. I'm sure you can't bring in a big weapon like a geographic catapult in the mountains.

“What the hell happened? ”

“Well, that's..... ”

“Give it to me! ”

The slave knight took the telescope that the deputy was looking at and looked inside himself. Soon his eyes grew like tears.

Ogre Zombie.

The horrible, massive rotten corpse had been attached to it by dozens of nineteen and was coming with a catapult.

‘...... You are quite outnumbered. ’

Actually, it's not about thirteen.

During the war, I also knew the doorman, Dojun. This really means it's over.

“Don't be afraid! A bunch of morons! When the Saint comes, it's nothing! ”

“Waaaaaaah!”

But the slave knight shouted. Soldiers shouted.

Saint, the presence of one person who had not yet come was firmly supporting their morale.

Tearing!

Huuuuuuu!

The catapults are up and running.

However, it was not a stone that flew.

“Speak up!”

It would have been better if it had been a stone.

It was like a ball and a crowd of chopped grills were flying in chunks.

“Me, crazy! ”

“Stop it! Drop it outside the wall! ”

Some of them hit the wall and became blood loaves. However, some fell over the soldiers' heads.

Soldiers could not recover from the rain of dead bodies falling from the sky.

At least those commanding officers who were devoted to sober slave knights.

A struggle unfolded over the walls around them.

Boom! Boom! Kung!

Giant ogre zombies knocking on the gate on the one hand.

There are no ladders. They come up on each other's shoulders.

Rain of unstoppable corpses in the midst of this.

“No……. I lost..... They're all going to die... ”

Morale is falling rapidly, and now the fall of the wall seems to be nothing.

At that time.

“Sing in the flowing blood. ”

A heterogeneous being in a white robe embroidered with gold thread.

A girl loved by God, loved by the whole world.

Silence hovered in her voice, ringing brightly.

“…… Amaf Hlesbelg, shine on heaven and earth. ”

A dazzling curtain of light covered the battlefield.

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