I Became a Prisoner in the Game After Defeating the Final Boss Chapter 86
Temporary warehouse.
To be honest, I didn't remember well what was inside.
That was understandable, as it wasn't just one or two temporary warehouses I had, and I couldn't remember every single item I had collected so far.
‘Still, I think there were at least a few useful things.’
Even if they didn't meet my standards, I could just sell them at the auction house, and I'd be able to get new equipment with that.
That was why I had risked coming all the way to the Demonic Realm despite the uncertainty of my memory.
Kkii-iik…….
Finally, the temporary warehouse's door opened, and the scene inside was revealed.
Along with that, the first thing that greeted me was dust, fluttering about enough to fill my vision.
“Cough! Cough!”
As if proving that the time I had left the temporary warehouse empty was not short, an enormous amount of dust was piled up all over the warehouse.
In the first place, it wasn't a properly managed place, and it was a location where I had practically just tossed in the items and equipment I had, so it couldn't be helped.
After simply spreading a water barrier around me with the Orb of Water to shake off the dust, I stepped into the temporary warehouse.
“…….”
The display stands where equipment was originally arranged were haphazardly overturned, and naturally, all the equipment and items inside them were either buried under the stands or scattered all over the floor.
Seeing that quite expensive equipment and items were left untouched, it didn't seem like there had been an intruder.
It would be more reasonable to assume that the inside was a mess due to the earthquakes that occurred when Mogron moved.
After all, the King of the Demonic Realm had enough power to be a disaster by his mere existence.
‘He’s no help anyway.’
I should have killed him off when I had the chance in the past…… It was just regrettable.
As soon as I set aside my regret and took a step, all sorts of items hit my toes.
Just when I was wondering when I would ever sort through all this to find anything, one item among the junk caught my eye.
‘That's…….’
I immediately pushed through the junk and grabbed it.
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[Forgotten Slaughterer's Sealed Gauntlets]
Classification : Gloves
Grade : Heroic
Gauntlets of a forgotten hero.
Its original power is currently sealed.
Looks extremely sturdy.
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‘As I thought.’
I remembered it the moment I saw it.
Among the items I had stored in the temporary warehouse long ago, there were a few that were quite useful, and the Forgotten Slaughterer's Sealed Gauntlets were one of them.
The guy who had this had managed to get his hands on it by sheer luck, but he didn't even know the seal release method, so he was using it in its sealed state.
Naturally, like the riffraff he was, he didn't know his place and attacked me, and that's how the Forgotten Slaughterer's Sealed Gauntlets came into my possession.
If the seal was released, it was a pretty useful item even by my standards, but I remember I just stuffed it in the temporary warehouse because the process was quite bothersome.
‘Well…… it’s not like I can’t use it now.’
Even in its sealed state, it was a higher-tier piece of equipment than the Orichalcum Studded Gauntlets I had seen at the auction house before.
Which meant that for me right now, items better than this were rare.
‘Wait, if so, is that here too?’
Recalling old memories is like opening a drawer that doesn't open well.
Once the drawer was open, you could usually pull out at least some of the memories in that compartment.
‘Not this, this isn't great either. Ah, this one looks pretty useful…… but I'll check it again later.’
While digging through the pile of junk made of all sorts of items, I picked up a few items that looked useful.
Of course, the main goal was to find one piece of equipment from my memory.
‘Found it.’
I grabbed the treasure nestled among the junk.
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[Hermes's Gale Boots]
Classification : Shoes
Grade : Heroic
O, you who walks the sky.
May the storm be with you.
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In the World of Justice, there are items whose value is rated higher than their inherent grade.
True to that, although Hermes's Gale Boots' listed grade was Heroic, its actual performance and value did not fall far short of a Legendary grade item.
In other words, it was an item treated as quasi-legendary.
‘Above all, it’s an item that can instantly boost the mobility I’m severely lacking right now.’
In fact, until now, I had continued to fight recklessly, relying entirely on defense from the Orb of Water and firepower from my guns.
In terms of cost-effectiveness, it meant I had been repeating a very inefficient act.
However, with Hermes's Gale Boots, which greatly improved mobility, I would now be able to bring a wind of change to those battles.
‘Alright, then I’ll just grab a few more things and get out.’
If I had my way, I would have wanted to take all the items and equipment here, but in a situation where I didn't know when Mogron might close the exit, my nerves weren't steady enough to be so relaxed.
Just enough, let's just grab enough.
The moment I was repeating that to myself, steeling myself for a fight against greed.
Buuuuuuung!!!───
A sound that suddenly came from outside roughly struck my eardrums.
“What……”
There was no time to think.
My body, moving instinctively, shot towards the exit at once, and I kicked my way out of the temporary warehouse.
Buuuuuuung!!!───
Even as I was leaving the temporary warehouse, the noise didn't stop.
I didn't know what kind of crazy bastard was making this noise in the territory where Mogron was sleeping, but I had to stop it immediately.
If Mogron were to wake up…… everything here would meet its doom.
‘Where is it?’
The sound was ringing too loudly to track its source by sound.
Therefore, I focused my mind and awakened my senses as much as possible.
‘Found it.’
Soon after, I was able to find the source of this unidentified noise.
And I was a little flustered.
‘What the?’
That was understandable, because some crazy bastard was blowing a horn right in the face of the soundly sleeping Mogron.
It didn't seem like Mogron had woken up right away, but if that act continued, it wouldn't be strange at all if Mogron woke up at any time.
It's not even pulling the whiskers of a sleeping lion, but noise pollution in front of the sleeping King of the Demonic Realm…….
‘I don't know what it is, but I have to stop it.’
Right now, I have roughly two choices.
The first was to attack that crazy bastard and stop him from doing that.
The second was to first try to talk to that crazy bastard calmly.
Thinking rationally, the second option of avoiding conflict as much as possible would be universally reasonable, but I thought differently.
‘But, are guys who would do such a crazy thing common?’
A perfectly valid question.
The special environment is called the Demonic Realm.
The madness of committing a crazy act instead of feeling fear, even with Mogron, one of the kings of the Demonic Realm, right in front of them.
Above all, the familiar instrument in their hand.
All these things combined soon led to one conclusion.
‘Twilight Troupe.’
Just as Edric said, if the Twilight Troupe was still active, they were the only ones who would come all the way to the Demonic Realm and do something so crazy in front of the King of the Demonic Realm.
I couldn't understand why the hell they were trying to wake up the soundly sleeping Mogron, but as their actions usually were, there was no need to understand.
No more hesitation was needed.
[Activating ‘Weapon Summon(??)’.]
[A ‘Lv.3’ weapon will be summoned.]
[Summoning weapon, ‘AKR-74 Assault Rifle’.]
With a blue halo of light, the AKR-74 Assault Rifle appeared in my hand.
Click-
The sights over the rear sight aimed at the crazy bastard blowing the horn.
The distance to him was about 300m.
It wasn't a distance that could be called close, but it wasn't so far that I couldn't hit it with an assault rifle either.
Hooo…….
I quietly held my breath and relaxed my body.
In addition to that, the Demonic energy that moved along my fingertips seeped into the AKR-74 Assault Rifle.
If he was from the Twilight Troupe, it was highly likely that ordinary bullets wouldn't work.
‘With my current control, I can only imbue the first shot with Demonic energy.’
If I had my way, I would have wanted to spray Demonic Bullets freely, but unfortunately, my current control over Demonic energy wasn't good enough to handle several shots at once.
But it didn't matter.
If I could only use a Demonic Bullet on the first shot, then I just had to end it with the first shot.
‘Now.’
Finally, the trembling in my fingertips stopped.
Click-
The trigger was pulled.
Taaaaaaang───!!!
The Demonic Bullet that flew with the flame from the muzzle rushed straight toward the troupe member.
“……!”
The troupe member also seemed to react to the Demonic Bullet in his own way, but there weren't many ways to deal with a Demonic Bullet, which wasn't an ordinary bullet.
Kwaaaang!!!
A small explosion occurred near the head of the troupe member who was hit by the Demonic Bullet.
Swoosh…….
The troupe member's figure was revealed amidst the rapidly dispersing thick smoke.
And I saw.
‘Hoo.’
Unfortunately, the Demonic Bullet failed to completely blow off the troupe member's head, but it did blow away the horn he was playing and half of his face.
For now, I had succeeded in stopping that loud horn sound.
‘I failed to kill him.’
I had aimed for the head intending to end his life in one shot, but tough-lived as a troupe member, he was stubbornly alive even with half his face blown off.
‘I won't give him time.’
Most members of the Twilight Troupe are mages.
In other words, if I gave them time, I didn't know what tricks they would pull, so it was important to finish this as quickly as possible.
Tang─!
Tatatag!!!
With the trigger pulled in succession, flames erupted from the muzzle repeatedly as 7.62x39mm rounds rushed out.
However, as if he had no intention of being taken down easily, his figure vanished momentarily, and the bullets cut through the empty air.
‘Where did he go?’
That moment.
With a warning sign from my instincts, I reflexively pulled my body back.
Thwack!
Thwack-thwack!!
Along with that, dozens of daggers embedded themselves where I had been.
Seeing that the tips were stained black, it seemed they were all coated in poison.
‘Just like a troupe bastard…….’
I thought he fought dirty, but unfortunately, I didn't have time to dwell on that sentiment.
Because the poisoned daggers flew in succession without stopping.
Whoosh-oosh!!
While rolling to avoid the flying daggers, I didn't lose track of the direction they were coming from.
‘Found him.’
When I finally pinpointed the direction the daggers were flying from, I turned the muzzle in that direction without hesitation.
Tatatag!!
However, the fired bullets stopped in mid-air before reaching their target.
There was no way I wouldn't recognize that magic.
‘Magic of the Celestial Sound.’
As soon as I realized that, I felt the precursor of another Magic of the Celestial Sound from the Twilight Troupe member.
‘I can't dodge this.’
The Magic of the Celestial Sound, as I had experienced before, was magic that displayed overwhelming performance in one-on-one combat, and naturally, it wasn't easy to deal with.
Instinctively sensing danger, I drew upon the power of the Orb of Water and Nak's Legacy simultaneously.
[The ‘Orb of Water’ protects the wearer.]
[The ‘Orb of Water’ deploys ‘Rotating Shield of Water’.]
[‘Nak's Legacy─Jeon’ activates its power according to the wearer's will.]
[‘Nak's Legacy─Jeon’ deploys ‘Guardian Thunder’.]
Mocking these preparations, the sound wave that had been shot with the intent to strike me down passed right by me.
It hadn't been missed.
Looking at the trajectory, that magic wasn't aimed at me in the first place.
‘If so…….’
If I wasn't the target of the Magic of the Celestial Sound, then there was only one thing he could be aiming for here.
Kwaaaaaang!!!
As if proving that fact, the giant mountain behind me stirred with a violent explosion.
“…….”
A strange silence flowed.
In that fleeting moment, just as I thought time had stopped.
An unexpected event occurred.
Gugugugugugu───!!!
The Great Stone Mountain, which had been asleep until now, began to stir, making a rough, roaring sound.
What this meant was clear.
Great Stone Mountain, Mogron.
It had awakened.