"Two of them are waiting in the living room on the first floor, and one is next to Heo Sang-hyeon. And everyone else comes out and intercepts them."
Giiiing!!
I feel mild dizziness and the sensation of a large amount of magical power being sucked out.
'Gosh, it's far away, so the magic transmission rate is low.'
Let's think about improvements later.
"If you run out of magic power, come out quickly!"
Click, click, click!!! Crackle!! Kkatdeuk! Kyaak!!
The windows of the mansion open all at once, and shadows of bizarre shapes pour out.
Monsters with bodies created from a tangle of miscellaneous items such as toys, decorations, furniture, tools, and dishes scattered into the darkness.
I remember the images of workers removing dust from inside the building while majestically wielding dustpans, mops, and brooms, but that is not the case now.
Saws, hammers, kitchen knives, broken vases, sickles, hatchets, and even a huge iron bundle whose origin is unknown.
It is a functional and dangerous shape prepared for a consistent goal.
A scream that is heard along with the terrible noise made as the spirit golems move.
"Aaaah!!"
"W-what!"
"monster! "It's a monster!"
"Don't back down! "Yes, it's a doll!"
"The living flame protects us!"
These are not command golems that were previously managed in an unreasonable manner.
They moved nimbly in an incredibly intelligent manner, pushing back cultists who were more than three times their size.
Among the command golems, there are some that have been modified with special effort, for example -.
Cluck, crack, crack, crack. Crack, cluck. Crack, cluck.
A ghost golem opened its large mouth made of a bear trap and made a grinding sound.
Its mouth has three layers of vicious teeth made from bone fragments that were found rolling around the mansion.
A confused cult member swung a large ax and attacked the creature, but the creature chewed the entire ax blade and tore it off.
Grrrrrrr!!
Giiiiiiing!!
At the same time, the iron hook on the right arm and the vicious chainsaw rotate violently.
"Aaaah!"
In front of them, a huge spirit golem flies its entire body and jumps into the ranks of cultists.
This one is different from other ghost golems in terms of size and weight.
He is tall, almost 3.5m tall. It is unclear what to call a shoulder, but if something roughly similar is called a shoulder, it is a massive monster with a shoulder width of 3 meters.
Kwaaaaaaa!!!
As expected from a haunted house that has existed for 150 years, there were all kinds of miscellaneous items in the warehouse of the starving mansion.
I found several large stone mortars in the warehouse behind the mansion, and attached them all to that guy's arms.
Quaaaang! bang! bang!
Every time he swings his arm, one person goes flying away.
"Shoot! "Don't get closer, just shoot!"
The cultists in the rear row can be seen raising their rifles and pointing them at the command golems. But there are gunmen on our side too.
bang! bang! bang! Drurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr! Doo-dah-dada!!
"Ugh!! "Get down!"
Click together, click click click… … .
A ghost golem with four legs that moves like a spider.
Before we knew it, it had settled down on a tree in the dark forest.
I put all the guns I had collected while walking around on that guy.
Three submachine guns. Two assault rifles. One sniper rifle. Seven pistols.
In general, these are guns that the mutants of Gamaksan Mountain had.
He even had a grenade and a claymore attached to his chest.
"Stop fussing, you bastards!"
However, there are some unusual enemies among the enemies. That would be natural since they are cultists sponsored by the beings of the abyss, not just city government thugs.
A bulky figure who appeared to be a head taller than the other cult members stepped to the front of the group and stretched his arms toward the sky.
"God protect me!"
Grrrrrrrrr!!
A huge green burning flame wraps his body like a cloak. And then… … .
Puddeudeudeudeuk!!
With great power, he pulls up a nearby tree!
Green flames soon engulfed the tree, turning it into a huge torch, and it quickly rushed towards the commanding golem (huge size).
Bauuuuuung!!
Against the background of the dark night sky, it is a very spectacular sight, with huge sparks and debris scattering in all directions as if exploding.
"Oooh!!"
"Vice-captain!"
Indeed, it is a worthy demonstration.
The counterattack, which was no different from the feat of a mythical hero, restored the morale of the cultists in an instant.
but.
Whirririririk!
A strange noise coming quickly from afar. Some of the cult members look up at the sky with puzzled expressions.
thud!
The thing that fell at the center of the cultists was a strangely shaped ghost golem with a body worthy of its name shining golden.
Even though it fell at an incredible speed, it still stands upright.
"W-what!?"
The cultists seem to have sensed that the ghost golem that has just appeared is a completely different entity from the other ghost golems they see in front of them.
Crash.
His or her mouth opens.
"Kyaaaaa!!!"
I had a bit of trouble making that one.
A ghost golem created by attaching the broken and disintegrated body parts of a golden dancer and the head of a completely living golden dancer. That thing can no longer be called a ghost golem.
Whirring!
The spirit golem (dancer) begins to rotate with a dazzling movement reminiscent of a ballet movement.
The silk on the dancer's arms flutters and emits beautiful light in all directions. And at the same time, it becomes a blade that can cut through steel and attacks from all directions.
Sreung, Sreung. Ssuk… … .
"Ugh… … ?"
"ah… … ?"
The cultists couldn't even understand what had happened to them and collapsed, spouting blood.
"The pagan scarecrow!!"
A giant called the vice-captain rushes at the spirit golem (dancer), waving his cape of fire.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaah!!!"
The spirit golem (dancer) did not counter his attack, but instead let out a cry filled with magical power. It is a terrible cry that shakes the human spirit and contains the mysterious meaning of necromancy.
The vice-captain, hit by the impact, lost his posture as blood poured out from every hole in his face.
Crack, cluck, cluck… … !
At the same time, the command golem (tooth) approaches from behind and grabs his backside and bites it.
I can't stop now.
Several regular command golems surround him and attack him mercilessly.
"Do, help me… … !!"
A terrible sight where it is impossible to tell who is a good character and who is a villain. There is a strange look between the strangeness and alien fear caused by the spirit golems.
"Ugh, wow! Monsters, monsters!"
"I was wrong!!"
"Run away!"
The cultists began to run away.
'what? Run away?'
Ordinary people might not know, but they are also cultists anyway.
A fanatic who is impossible to subdue or persuade from the beginning. These are crazy people who sold their humanity long ago for the sake of alien ideology.
'Now that you think about it, the reactions in between were a bit strange, weren't they?'
I was wondering why they were making such a fuss about being a monster and summoning monsters themselves.
Ah, I thought there were too many people, but where did they call in some newbies like hired thugs and bring them in?
Why do cultists do that? The descendants of Fomalhaut are not a denomination with a small number of believers.
"Well, you'll know when you ask them later."
Anyway, it's a one-sided result.
I ordered the command golems to scatter those who were running away and then turned my head.
"Keuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu… … ."
[Muroji Main Network] spread out between dense trees.
A person is hanging upside down in a huge net made of fog and dew.
"The big guy earlier was called the vice-captain. Are you also the vice-captain?"
"You monster… … ."
While the command golems were active, I captured the leader of this torch group. This is the staffman who summoned the Blazing Ones earlier.
Although he seems quite strong, he is not a particularly memorable character.
The magical flame hanging from the tip of the wand is now gone, and blood is gushing from his abdomen and legs. Moreover, the limbs are tied so it is not easy to move. Nevertheless, the madness and determination on the leader(?)'s expression did not diminish at all.
Yes, that's what a cult is.
"Are you the leader? "If you're not the leader, say no."
"Is that important…? … ?"
"Well, it doesn't matter either way. "But all your friends have either fallen or run away, so you're going to keep fighting?"
While I was answering, he chewed his lip and drew blood. Perhaps in response to that action, magical flames rose again from the tip of the extinguished wand.
Grrrrrrrrr!!
Eventually, a new fireball flies in.
"Oh my, so bad."
[Elution]
A huge amount of water gushes out from the ground where there was nothing.
Jjajajajaja!!
The fireball was intercepted by the high-pressure, high-velocity spring water that was enough to tear off an arm if it was hit directly.
"This monster… … . "How can you use that much magic in succession?"
"It's because I took a lot of tonics when I was young. "It seems like your body gets worse every time you exert yourself?"
From some point on, every time I use magic, I become rapidly emaciated.
It looks like he's going on a quick diet. Perhaps that wand is squeezing out life force instead of the owner's lack of magical energy?
"Ugh, why are you disturbing us like this!"
"What is he saying now. "Who hit you first?"
No, wait? Did I hit the first bread? But since they were the first to start the attack, I am not at fault.
'Oh, but was I the first to steal the ring from their sanctuary?'
Looking back on the past, I thought I was the one who hit the first bread first.
But that doesn't mean I can give up this ring.
"I'm sorry, but I can't give you this ring. "Find something else."
No matter where you look in Paju, you won't find an artifact that increases your strength by 3 points without asking.
"ring? "What on earth are you talking about!"
"uh? "Isn't it a ring?"
"Hey… … !! You cunning pagan! You are trying to bewitch me with your wicked nonsense! "I don't know what you're thinking about helping the starving owner of the mansion, but tens of millions of believers in our church will be targeting you!"
"What do you mean… … ?"
Ahhh! I know what you mean.
I thought Park Gwang-rim had betrayed me and attacked me, but that wasn't the case. He just misunderstood. Oh, I'm sorry, Park Kwang-rim.
"Did you come here because of the starving mansion? "People from the same social group should be friendly with each other."
"familiarly? Don't talk nonsense! That fleshless trash skeleton attacked us first! And even the wicked act of stealing our sacred relics!"
"Ugh. Did Heo Joo say that? "What a wicked skull."
A warlike crazy skeleton. I guess they were going around and trying to get hold of other denominations before they were dealt with by me.
"okay! So we, the Red Beacon Order, have come to avenge that grudge! We will destroy the starving mansion and take away T's watch!"
"T's watch? what is that?"
What is T? clock?
It's an artifact I don't know about. Oh, why does new information keep being added? Stop it, you bastards.
The leader(?), who was rolling his eyes with an anxious expression, suddenly shouted in the wrong direction.
"Living flame! Lord of Fomalhaut! Please give me the strength to destroy this cunning heretic! "I give my life."
Oh, damn it! I tried to resolve this with these crazy cultists through friendly conversation!
"Uh, hey, don't die!"