The 163,417,413th Soulslike Hero Chapter 101

Chapter 101 – Blind Poison(1)

‘I don’t know. Let it be as it will be.’

As the situation became chaotic, the first thing that filled my mind was despair.

But the despair in this life was different in direction from that of my previous life, where I had even given up my life. It was completely 180 degrees different.

‘All remaining skill points, all-in on Mimir’s Eye.’

My current level is 168. Since I had raised it to 183 in my previous life, half of the experience points were inherited from my original level of 154, resulting in a 14-level increase.

Compared to when I restored my memories in my previous life, it’s a 4-level increase. I still have 4 unassigned skill points. I invested all of them into Mimir’s Eye.

[Skill Level Up ― Mimir’s Eye LV. 17]

[The accuracy of information on searched targets increases.]

[Mimir’s Eye reaches level 15 ― The number of simultaneous search targets expands to 3.]

[The time required for information search is reduced, and the searchable distance increases.]

It’s a waste to invest points in an auxiliary skill like Mimir’s Eye when I need points for attack skills. To put it bluntly, this is madness. Once you invest in a skill, even if you restore your memories, you get the skill back, not the skill points. Only someone out of their mind would do this.

The reason I did this is simple.

I am not in my right mind.

‘Screw the future.’

If I don’t relieve this discomfort piled up around my heart, I feel like I’ll go insane right now.

It worked out well. As the skill level surpassed 15, the number of simultaneous scan targets increased to 3. This was the perfect condition for what I was about to do.

‘Mimir’s Eye!’

The people who were running away from me or hiding and watching.

I wildly fired Mimir’s Eye at them. Countless information windows appeared, filling my vision.

[Character Information]

[Character Information]

[Character Information]

[Character Information]

[Monster Information]

[Character Information]

[Character Information]

…….

….

Found one.

I rushed towards the only one marked as monster information.

“……!”

The sound of flesh tearing echoed. The Bestak I thrust accurately pierced the chest of a woman standing in front of a stall.

Crash! The night market stall collided with the staggering woman and toppled over. The displayed fruits and food rolled on the ground. The flowing blood stained them red.

“Kyaaaah!”

“A, a madman! Help me!”

“Call the guards!!”

People who witnessed the scene panicked and started running in all directions. I ignored them and looked at the fallen woman.

She was already dead, clutching a dagger she had pulled from her bosom.

“… Ha.”

If I had been a little slower, that would have been a counterattack. Thinking that, the boiling in my chest subsided.

Instead of the rising frustration and anger, a heavy killing intent filled me.

‘… Mimir’s Eye.’

The situation is different now. This time, I’m on the offensive, not on the defensive. I’m not sitting around sucking my thumb waiting for cockroaches to crawl out.

I am Sesco. Sesco, who exterminates trash and kills people.

“…….”

“……!”

“……!!”

One, two, three. Ten. Twenty….

I slaughtered the Immortal cultists mixed in the fleeing crowd one by one. The work was surprisingly easy. They didn’t resist my attacks.

And in my hands killing them, there was no longer any hesitation.

‘But this….’

Even as I continued to hunt the Immortal cultists, I felt something was off.

Even though I’m ambushing them, it’s too easy. There’s a sense of incongruity.

[Level Up!]

[Level Up!]

My level is rising like crazy. I’ve already surpassed my previous life’s maximum level of 183 and reached 185.

I attacked the place where that sniper was and killed him. Including him, I slaughtered about 50 Immortal cultists. At that moment, my massacre was halted.

Kugugugu. A white flash pierced the night sky from the direction of the promised plains. A white explosion. The ritual has begun.

That’s one reason my hand stopped. The other is….

“Y, you devil! Stop the massacre!”

“Don’t underestimate the spirit of Marktress!”

The high-level citizens of Kern and the guards surrounding me.

“Ugh, ughhh…!”

“D, don’t be afraid!”

Their gazes were as if they were looking at a monster. A heavy mix of fear and anger swirled around.

The hatred that was directed at the Immortal cultists in my previous life is now entirely directed at me.

Suddenly, it became hard to breathe.

“You… fucking bastards.”

Resentment rose to my throat and spilled out as curses.

You bastards. Useless trash. You’re doing this to me?

To me, who’s risking my life to save even one more person? Is this how you treat me?

‘If I just…!’

I thought that far and then snapped back to my senses.

What if I just…? Would I let Astarte be summoned and kill everyone?

This anger is irrational. This was bound to happen. Those people don’t know anything. I should have expected this.

I was short-sighted. I was foolish.

“Damn it… Freaking hell…!”

But. Even knowing that. It’s still infuriating.

What do you want me to do about it being infuriating?

“Everyone, get lost. I don’t have time for this!!”

I tried to push through the crowd with big strides. But at that moment, something flew like an arrow and blocked my advance.

It was an arrow. Thanks to my defense, it hit my cloak and bounced off, rolling on the ground.

“You bastards!”

I turned my head in the direction the arrow came from in anger.

And I swallowed my breath.

“Hey!! Everyone, run…!!”

Countless people were mixed around a woman holding a crossbow. The problem is that they all have eerily expressionless faces.

Their actions were slightly faster than my shout.

“Ugh, aaaah!”

“What! Why, why are you doing this!”

“T, this guy’s crazy too! There’s more than one lunatic!!”

Splat, thud! Splatter!

Centered around the woman with the crossbow, a wave of blood surged into the sky.

The expressionless civilians around started attacking the guards and high-level citizens surrounding me from behind.

“…….”

I see. The source of the incongruity. The reason they didn’t counterattack. I realized it.

Since the ritual hasn’t started yet, they don’t kill people. It seems they can’t even counterattack without orders before the ritual starts.

And now that the ritual has started, they began to counterattack.

“Keugh… ugh…!”

The defenseless citizens and heroes were easily dismembered, their levels rendered meaningless. They fell to the ground helplessly.

“P, please save me!”

“Why, why are you doing this… W, what did we do…!”

The following phrases were disgustingly repetitive.

The brave voices of those who resisted turned into pleas for their lives. The Immortal cultists cut their throats without a moment’s hesitation. Blood fountains erupted, and corpses piled up like mushrooms.

“…….”

“…….”

And before I knew it, the scrum of citizens had turned into a scrum of Immortal Cultists. Dozens of expressionless eyes pressed in on me from all sides.

Well, this atmosphere. It’s almost welcoming.

I smiled fiercely and wiggled my finger at them.

“Come on.”

They listened well to that one word, both in my previous life and now.

They all rushed at me at once.

“Seven Sword Pierce!”

I deployed my magic sword and transformed my cloak into thorns.

The rapidly rotating magic swords and thorns poured out in all directions.

* * *

“Dieeee!!!”

I screamed like a banshee and swung my sword with the last of my strength.

Clang! A metallic sound rang out. Blocked. Damn it. That was my best shot.

As my vision blurred, the Immortal cultist who blocked my attack immediately counterattacked.

“Keugh!”

I staggered from the kick to my chest, and the Immortal cultist who seized the opportunity thrust his sword towards my heart. A deep blue dagger gleamed.

His speed was on a different level from the regular Immortal cultists. Probably a high-ranking member.

Sizzle. A burning pain surged.

“Ugh… ughhh!”

But the pain wasn’t coming from my chest. It was from my left arm, half-severed and dangling as I blocked the sword.

That was intentional. I smiled painfully as I impaled the Immortal cultist’s dagger into my left arm.

“Finally caught you, you bastard.”

I yanked my left arm towards me. The Immortal cultist lost his balance and staggered towards me. I quickly stabbed the sword I had prepared into his neck.

Crunch! His neck was pierced as if torn off. The dangling head plopped to the ground.

“Cough… keugh! Haah….”

It’s done.

That guy… was the last Immortal cultist in this area.

I can’t believe it myself. The Immortal cultists that filled the square have all been dealt with. Looking at the mountain of corpses around me, it’s almost moving to think I did all this.

‘… Did I just… clear the city area?’

Of course. What I cleared is only the central city area centered around Kern’s central square.

There’s still the commercial district, residential district, and… the small groups of undead cult remnants hiding in the back alleys.

I’m only halfway done. How to deal with the other half… the road ahead is daunting.

I unconsciously reached for my waist and pulled out an ether bottle. Then I brought it to my mouth.

[Error – Insufficient Ether]

[No remaining ether to absorb.]

“… Damn it.”

They say if you save recovery items, you end up with crap, but did I drink them like water? I should have saved a bit… I shook my head in regret.

I don’t think I could have handled that many people if I had saved even a little.

“Keugh, ugh….”

My current battered body proves it. There was no mistake in my judgment. It was right to use them.

I sighed and opened my status window.

[Name: Park Jeong-yong]

[Title: 163417413th Hero. Guardian of the Demon King’s Egg. One Bound to Immortality]

[LV. 217]

[HP: 1,520/1,520 MP: 750/750 Condition: Severe Bleeding. Mild Madness]

[Strength: 214 Agility: 342 Intelligence: 51 Hero Sense: 19]

[Remaining Ability Points: 84]

“Huh.”

An eye-popping level-up. Just 2 hours of hunting Immortal cultists raised my level by 63. I never leveled up this fast even in Halcenberg.

There’s no time to ponder deeply. I quickly calculated the stat distribution.

‘Strength and agility are… already way above the average for my level.’

I decided immediately. To endure one more hit and use one more skill, I focused on HP and MP.

As a result, I raised HP to 1,800 and MP to 1,000. I still had points left, so I dumped the rest into agility.

If I die… everything except half the stats from my level will be gone, so it doesn’t matter what I invest in.

“… Let’s go.”

I muttered to myself as if urging myself on and forced my unsteady feet towards the residential district.

“…….”

It’s silent. Everyone who could flee from this area has fled. Those who were meant to die have died.

I was the only one walking on this wide city avenue.

‘Everyone… will be safe.’

I thought of Seolbaek, Jena, and the Demon King in turn.

The three would be waiting at the promised plains with Zenon. I had instructed them so.

If Zenon had joined the massacre prevention, it would have been much easier to handle, but I couldn’t guarantee what the Immortal cultists would do to Seolbaek, the avatar, so escort was absolutely necessary.

This is right. I am absolutely right. Don’t regret, don’t blame yourself.

I repeated it like brainwashing every time the pain hit.

‘Right. I have to pull myself together… and do it….’

Encouraging myself, I entered the residential district. Near the entrance of the residential district was the inn we had stayed at, ‘The Promise’s Rest.’

As I passed by it, I suddenly stopped. I doubted my eyes at first.

“… No….”

But it wasn’t an illusion. That person noticed me immediately and ran towards me.

I pointed at the person standing dumbfounded in front of me and spoke in a trembling voice.

“Why are you here?”

It was Seolbaek.

She was supposed to be at the promised plains… but for some reason, she was now in front of me.

Crash. Splash. Clank. Some sound echoed in my head.

It was the sound of my brain freezing.