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Chapter 138: 138
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“Those are the people we saved last time, right?”
“I think so. I remember that knight too.”
I nodded at Hyeji's question.
The dented suit of full plate armor yelling furiously at the very back of the procession looked familiar.
They seemed to be the people I had saved yesterday.
Anyway... I should save them first, right?
-Thud! Thud! Thud!
The distance between the Ogres and the refugees rapidly closed.
The able-bodied men at the rear of the line turned around with swords in hand.
It looked like they intended to stay behind and buy time.
But there was no need for that.
Because I, the Extreme Lunatic Hell Heaven Prophet Savior Angel Hunter, was here!!!
“Fear not!”
Angel-Jiho descends!
-Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!!!
A rapid volley of long-range Railguns!
Blue trails pierced through the air.
Flashes blazed, and thunderous booms rang out.
-Crack! Crunch! Smash!
Thud. Boom. Thump. Thud...
The Ogres' heads burst apart in an instant, and they collapsed to the ground.
Dust rose as they rolled across the dirt.
Then I realized something.
“Ah! I needed to pull out their teeth! I blew up all their teeth along with their heads! How could I, the Extreme Lunatic Hell Heaven dentist, make such a mistake...!”
“Didn't we already get enough loot? You're taking even more?”
“Daesik said Ogre bones and teeth are widely used as ingredients in other alchemical preparations. Since we're here anyway, I wanted to gather as much as possible.”
“You're greedy.”
“Call it thrifty, not greedy.”
Anyway, all the monsters targeting the refugee procession had been dealt with.
Shall we go over?
“Iing Iing. Let's go to those refugees.”
-Iing.
Pop.
Using Psychokinetic Flight, we approached the refugee procession.
As we got closer, I could see them clearly.
Thanks to my healing, they were in better condition than before. Still, they looked exhausted and worn out.
The people who spotted us cheered.
“It's the angel! The angel is here!”
“The angel who descended from the heavens has saved us!”
“Waaaaah!”
The refugees offered me praise and worship.
As I descended to the ground, I spoke quietly.
“Fear not.”
“Angel! Thank you! You saved us last time, and now you've saved us again...! How could we ever repay this grace...?”
“Fear not.”
“...?”
The knight tilted his head at my words.
He seemed unable to understand why I kept telling them not to fear.
Someone once told me that angels always said, “Fear not,” but were angels inside the Tower different?
Anyway.
“Knight mediocrity. Wait a moment. Once I finish my work, I shall speak with you all.”
“Your work is...?”
“There are things to collect.”
First, I did what needed to be done.
That was, of course, collecting loot!
The process was simple.
-Slice. Slice. Slice. Slice!
First, I used Water Jet to cut the Ogre's limbs and torso into pieces.
Crack. Crunch. Snap!
Then I pulled the bones out from inside the corpse.
Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!
I fired Shock Bullets wildly, grinding the bones into powder.
-Pop.
The Ogre bone-powder byproducts I created safely settled into containers through psychokinesis!
Additional loot acquired!
Of course, blood and chunks of flesh splattered around.
It was a slightly gruesome sight, but...
This was the efficient monster byproduct collection process I had developed through plenty of trial and error.
It was different for byproducts that needed careful handling, like hearts or eyeballs.
But bones and teeth could be processed roughly like this!
As blood flowed everywhere and bones and organs were separated...
“Eeeeeek...!”
“The flesh and bones are coming apart...!”
“He crushed an Ogre's bones that easily...”
“Ugh. Bleurgh!”
A small commotion broke out among the refugees.
After watching my work process, they began throwing up one by one, apparently sickened by the sight.
Some seemed shocked by my method of gathering byproducts.
They looked at me with fear in their eyes.
So I said again.
“Fear not.”
“W-We aren't afraid! Angel! If it's something you are doing, there must surely be some meaning behind it...!”
“Fear not!”
“We will not fear you...!”
The knight answered with great difficulty, his face pale.
Hmm. So that was why angels always said not to fear.
I understood perfectly.
Anyway, after finishing the byproduct collection, I burned the sprawled Ogre corpses and asked.
“Knight mediocrity. Why are you being chased again? I recall that I turned every monster along the path you were taking into kimchi last time.”
“Ah, that is...”
At my question, the knight lowered his head.
“Thanks to you, Angel, we safely passed through that area. Everyone who was injured could walk on their own again. But after we left the area, monsters began appearing again...”
“Hmm. Is that so?”
That made sense.
I had only killed the monsters nearby.
I had not cleared every monster along their entire route.
They had continued onward after leaving the area, only to be attacked again.
“Then is your destination still far away? Didn't you say there was some final stronghold to the north?”
“There is not much left. Once we cross the hill ahead, there should be a fortress.”
I looked in the direction he pointed.
We just had to cross that hill?
I looked over the people for a moment.
An old man was loading fallen luggage back onto a cart.
The able-bodied men sheathed their swords and sat down.
Even children rubbed their aching legs while whining.
Every one of them was completely exhausted.
‘If I send them on their way like this, won't they get attacked by monsters again?’
I had already saved them twice. It would be disappointing if they got eaten at the very end.
Besides, the only thing left for us to do was find the exit.
Helping them a little more should be fine, right?
“Then let us go there together. I shall clear the monsters ahead.”
“...Really?”
“Do you dare doubt the words of this angel? Hah!!! Do you wish to taste divine punishment?!”
“I-I believe you! I believe you! How could I doubt an angel, a messenger of Heaven?!”
The knight hurriedly bowed deeply.
Hyeji and Choi Yejin, who had been watching, muttered to each other.
“Jiho really seems to like this angel persona. At this point... is it on the level of his martial arts persona? He even completely changed the way he speaks.”
“What the fuck is a martial arts persona? This bastard's stupid showboating is fucking ridiculous. Is he always like this?”
“Yes. On the Lower Floors and Middle Floors, he had the persona of a warrior from martial arts novels. On the High Floors, he had the Prophet persona. It looks like he wants to play at being an angel on the Highest Floors...”
“...What the hell do you all think the Tower is? Did you come here for a picnic?”
At Choi Yejin's utterly dumbfounded words, I tilted my head.
The Tower... wasn't it a place to have fun?
You came here, filled your mana pool, cast magic freely, and got your fill of the thrill of overwhelming firepower while massacring monsters.
You came to the Tower to have fun. Did they think we came here to work?
“...I don't know what you're thinking, but that expression on your face pisses me off.”
“I was just thinking how pitiful mediocrities are. They treat this fun Tower like work instead of properly enjoying it... How truly unfortunate...”
“You fucking bastard.”
Choi Yejin grumbled about something, but I ignored her.
If I started listening to every complaint from mediocrities, they would get spoiled!
Anyway.
“It is time for Extreme Lunatic Hell Heaven Angel Longbow Apache! Iing Iing! Ascend!”
-Iing Iing!
Pop.
We rose into the sky again with Iing Iing's Psychokinetic Flight.
I spoke quietly.
“Hyeji. Yejin. Did you know? Attack helicopters are the reapers of enemy ground forces, but they are also guardians of allied ground forces. Their role includes escorting ground troops and providing fire support.”
“What the hell is this crazy military nerd talking about?”
Using such a hateful term as military nerd...!
She really was not very politically correct.
It would be better to call me someone with extensive knowledge of military hardware.
“Anyway, I'll escort the refugees.”
The escort method was simple.
I pointed my staff.
Whenever I saw a monster nearby, bang bang bang.
-Booom! Booom! Booooom!
Railguns fired in rapid succession.
The monsters scattered all along the refugees' route died in droves.
Ogres hiding behind trees, Trolls approaching the procession, packs of Wyverns flying through the sky, even Cyclopes lurking ominously in the bushes.
Every one of their heads exploded under Railgun fire, and they collapsed one after another!
“The angel is protecting us!”
“Long live the angel!”
“Waaaaah!”
Whenever the Railguns boomed, the refugees flinched and hurriedly bowed their heads toward me.
They were traveling safely thanks to me.
I nodded with a satisfied expression.
“Can you feel it? The reassuring power of allied air support?”
“Yeah. It’s fucking reassuring...”
“But this level of fire support clearly surpasses a Longbow Apache... Ah. I understand. I have evolved from a Longbow Apache into an AC-130 gunship, the Angel of Death! From now on, call me Angel-Gunship!”
“This crazy bastard is seriously calling himself a gunship.”
Why not?
If a person could become an attack helicopter, couldn't they become a gunship too?
Abandon the fixed idea that humans cannot become weapons!
Equip yourself with political correctness!
Anyway, as we escorted the refugees for a while...
“Oh. I can see the fortress wall over there.”
A high wall appeared beyond the hill.
There were watchtowers on top, and I could vaguely make out people as well.
That must have been their destination.
As we tried to get closer...
-Iing?
She stopped short.
Iing Iing stopped in midair.
“What's wrong?”
-Iing! Iing!
As if she wanted to move forward but could not, she pressed her palms against the air.
I reached out too.
Something blocked me.
There was nothing in front of us, but my hand could not move forward, as if there were an invisible wall.
I clicked my tongue.
“Ah. Is this already the end of the map?”
This damn Tower.
It had to cut off the map in a place like this.
I wanted to visit that fortress once.
But the refugees below were different.
They passed through the point where we had stopped without issue.
It seemed the locals could go through, but we could not.
I descended to the ground and called the knight over.
“Knight mediocrity. I can only accompany you this far.”
“This is more than enough! Soldiers from the fortress are coming this way! We can make it on our own now!”
I looked where he pointed.
Armed people were approaching from the fortress wall.
Seeing them wave at the refugees, they appeared to have come out to meet them.
This should be fine.
“You have saved us twice... We will never forget this grace!”
“Alright, alright. Next time I see you, I hope you are not running again.”
The knight bowed deeply.
The people repeatedly turned back to wave at me.
I watched until the refugees joined the fortress soldiers.
Then I turned around.
And right at that moment.
-Twinkle twinkle.
An angelic ring appeared above my head, a Halo!
It was slightly bigger than yesterday.
I muttered quietly.
“As expected of the Angel of Death AC-130 gunship, a Halo has appeared. A Halo is essential for an angel, after all. Naturally!”
“...Another Halo? Why did it appear again? Did it show up because you saved those people?”
“Yejin, remember this. AC-130 gunships are nicknamed the Angel of Death! The Tower is congratulating me for evolving from a Longbow Apache into an AC-130 gunship!”
“Bullshit.”
It seemed the Tower knew what it was doing.
It appeared to be celebrating my promotion.
Now I could proudly call myself Angel-AC-130 wherever I went!
Anyway.
“Alright. Let's go home too. Iing Iing. Let's find the Escape Portal!”
-Iing!
And so.
We searched for the Escape Portal and headed home.
[Baek Jiho (Republic of Korea: Floor 43)]
[You have completed Tower Floor 43.]
[You have defeated 641 Wyverns (3,000).]
[You have defeated 279 Trolls (5,000).]
[You have defeated 129 Ogres (10,000).]
[You have defeated 23 Cyclopes (10,000).]
[Points are being calculated.]
[Tower Floor 44 has been unlocked.]
[Returning.]
We gathered plenty of the materials we came for.
We also saved people as a bonus.
And we earned plenty of Points.
It had been a truly productive clear.
* * *
The moment we returned to reality, I immediately checked my status window.
Then I saw.
[Baek Jiho (Republic of Korea: Floor 44)]
[4,838,000 Points]
A truly overwhelming number.
Nearly 4.84 million!
I nodded in satisfaction.
“As expected of the Angel of Death AC-130, these are overwhelming results. 4.84 million...! Yesterday, I earned 3.4 million and saved Busan. Today, I earned 4.84 million and saved South Jeolla, North Jeolla, and even Gwangju!”
“This is fucking crazy... No matter how I look at it, I can't believe it. 3.4 million was already ridiculous. This time you earned over a million more?”
“That'd be me.”
Choi Yejin stared at my status window with her mouth hanging open.
Hehe. The new reaction girl was working hard.
It was nice to puff out my chest again thanks to her.
Hyeji had become a little numb to the Points I earned these days.
That was why our porter recently said...
“Jiho. I'll move the loot. I just need to put it in the underground storage, right? I'll move it and head out quickly.”
“Yes. But why are you in such a hurry? You aren’t even moved by the Points I earned or praising me. You're already thinking about moving the loot and going home. I'm a little hurt, you know?”
“No, I need to transfer the funds to Jiye quickly and trade FX. I looked at the charts earlier, and the movement was unusual. If this goes well, we could make even more money...”
“You greedy Jew!!!”
“Jiho, I’m making money for you. Why are you saying that?”
She was deeply absorbed in the fun of making money.
She was obsessed with those charts and stock trading.
It was a little annoying, but she was increasing my money in the end...
So I would forgive her for now.
Anyway, today's climb was safely complete.
Now it was time for my daily routine!
“Hyeji. Take out one container of each type and set them down. Pick the freshest, freshest ones possible.”
“...You're really going to take pictures of these and post them on Hunter Gallery? I told you, those are disgusting pictures. You might get banned.”
“Come on, would they really ban me? I earned electricity and saved their server. I saved Hunter Gallery. Our Captain Ignoramus isn't such an ungrateful person who repays kindness with betrayal!”
“Oh, honestly... Whatever happens, it’s not my problem.”
Hyeji took glass containers from the Spatial Bag and placed them on the living room floor.
They contained various organs and blood collected from Ogres, Trolls, Wyverns, and Cyclopes.
‘Hmm. It’s fortunate we wiped the blood off the outside of the containers.’
Our shiny marble living room floor almost got contaminated with monster fluids.
Anyway!
-Click!
I took pictures of the loot.
When I checked them, they came out quite well.
The Cyclops eyeball, the Troll Heart.
They all looked wonderfully fresh!
With this level of freshness...
The Hunter Gallery idiots would surely be impressed, right?
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