The Hunter of the Other World Who Is Being Misunderstood Chapter 226

Episode 226. Completed

11 o’clock at night.

An abandoned building in Seoul.

Trash piled up around the alleys of the building, as if there was no caretaker present.

The entrance, which determines the first impression of the space, has turned into a rusted, ugly sight.

Broken lights, a concrete floor with peeling tiles, a cloud of dust, and the rest of the visible elements are all in a condition that makes it difficult to believe they were used recently.

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That was when.

Suddenly, a person’s humming echoes through the calm air.

When you turn on the video streaming app, you can hear a soft melody that is relatively easy to hear because a large supermarket brand recently started broadcasting a remake advertisement in every video.

The commercial song he was humming was originally a song from another country.

To be exact, ‘La donna è mobile (A Woman’s Heart)’ from the opera Rigoletto composed by Giuseppe Verdi.

But the blond man standing here is blind to Italian.

In the first place, I couldn’t even memorize the lyrics that Mart had arranged, so what’s the point of having that information now?

“Ahem ahem ahem~ Ahem ahem~”

The melody flows again into the living room where not a single piece of common furniture exists.

The man was unconsciously humming the song he had heard in the commercial.

Kim Ki-ryeo wasn’t originally very good at singing.

The marine life currently covering itself with this skin is one that uses sound waves to identify geographical features.

So it was particularly good at detecting sounds and also at imitating them well.

A song that becomes quite plausible just by perfectly imitating the scale.

Some may say that his songs lack emotion in every word, or that they lack technique and are too plain, but the important thing is that even aliens recognize the work here as art.

‘The Earth’s songs sound monotonous, perhaps because the audible range is narrow.’

Of course, the evaluation itself wasn’t that good.

Moreover, even Earthlings each have their own tastes.

The probability that a being from a distant universe would give a positive evaluation to a specific concept would be extremely low.

-thud!

The rambling has become long.

Okay, so now that we’ve finished moving the most important materials, all we have to do now is calmly cast the spell…

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A hallucinogenic dummy that is deceiving the watchers in the studio even at this very moment.

‘I’ve already verified that it works well. I just need to induce blink observations with a slightly different question, like when analyzing sleep patterns.’

Conversely, modern sorcery that controls the flow of physical magic to the extreme so that the body’s movements are not detected.

And a bit of disguise. Stealth. Utilizing item boxes. Exploring abandoned buildings. Curses that bite pedestrians and core barriers to block information leaks.

Not only that, but he also buried expensive items and a certain percentage of cash in a specific location for the purpose of continuously using the assets under a changed identity to evade gift taxes. He even prepared additional surgical tools just in case he wanted to transfer the dragon’s lungs to a second body.

Property, time, physical strength, mental strength.

Oh my god. When I think about it, the effort it took to get here is definitely not ordinary.

‘uh?’

Anyway, let’s forget what’s past.

I finally got the ‘most important ingredient’ I needed for the recipe.

“hmm.”

When I lower my head, what I see is the body of a man in his 30s.

By the way, I won’t bother explaining ‘how’ this was hidden from the searchers and ‘how’ it was transported to this location…

‘There’s a lot of information that would hurt Earthlings if they knew about it.’

For me, the more important ethical issue is the life this person lived.

A brief examination of the dead brain revealed that Mr. Kwon, a man in his 30s who committed the robbery of a circulating bank, was a person who deserved to be punished.

There is one thing that Earth must keep in mind when acquiring corpses.

Because funerals are a very important ceremony here.

‘When a death occurs in a household, the family usually tries to retrieve the body.’

Awakening is a phenomenon that mainly affects the younger age groups.

But if I were to steal the body of an Awakened person without consent, there would naturally be victims who would mourn the loss of their child’s body.

‘It seems like the pedestrian only eats the eggs from animal welfare farms… … .’

Up until now, I was worried about such victims, and since grief often becomes a driving force, I couldn’t make up my mind for fear that the bereaved family of the corpse would persistently pursue the young one, but it’s different when it comes to trash like this.

‘Yeah. You could have just chosen the villain from the beginning!’

An evil person who tried to freeze another person’s body and cause necrosis for a small amount of entertainment money.

A warm funeral is a luxury for a criminal who has caused social controversy.

Even if you completely ruin the appearance of the deceased by being rude and disrespectful to them, your conscience will not be pricked.

It meant that since he broke the ethics first, I could do whatever I wanted.

In the past, they made excuses like it would be dangerous because there is genetic testing technology on Earth, but honestly, if they changed their appearance and blended in with the neighborhood, what would be the chances that the citizens would be investigated like that?

Besides, these selfish scumbags usually have a decent chance of being ostracized at home.

Things worked out easily.

Luckily, this man was a perfect vessel, without even an acquaintance to worry about his life or death!

‘To be honest, right after I saved the lungs, my body was so hot that I almost stole any fresh corpse I could find!’

oh my god.

There are still 9 years left on Kang Chang-ho’s contract.

Anyway, is this why it’s a problem if a wizard is too competent?

Oh man, a genius like me wouldn’t feel nervous even if I made a bet.

‘I won. I won.’

Well anyway.

I worked diligently with my hands, drawing on my past experience of working diligently like livestock.

While my mind was wandering, I scratched a soft magic stone on the floor of the ruins and drew a large magic circle.

Just in case you run out of mana in the middle, eat plenty of blue shells in advance. Also, connect the potion to the arm of your main body in the form of an IV… … .

‘There are more than one or two annoying things to prepare.’

By the time I finished setting everything up and laid down on the floor, the clock was already pointing to 1:00 AM.

Through the rusty window, sunlight reflected from the satellite’s surface comes in dimly.

The locals seem to call it the moon.

‘What a world that is ruled by such an insignificant celestial body.’

I followed the moonlight touching my cheek and soon closed my eyes completely.

The magic that was about to be attempted was a miniature version of [Soul Transfer], the cause of reincarnation, and showed some differences from the body swapping magic commonly used in Alphauri.

Alpha Uranians usually use the brain and heart when using body swapping.

And because they used to maintain their ego by moving together major organ cells, such as the amphipod bone (an organ that Earthlings do not have) attached to the middle part of the transparent spine.

The sorcerers who were unable to interpret the soul experienced some inconvenience each time.

Minor level of memory loss.

And the amount of pure body mana removed per gram occupied by the brain, etc., as the previous flesh had to be put into a new vessel…

But in the process of studying the soul, I finally found a way to preserve personality in a refined way.

In some ways, you could say that through the process of reincarnation, you have intuitively awakened to a deeper level of the secrets of the world by moving your soul on your own.

Anyway, this one is free from all the side effects of the past.

Yahoo.

Then, starting tomorrow, I just need to quickly recover my phase with my new body.

If I could just enter the body of the robber lying next to me, I would be able to use over 100 more magic spells. From now on, stealing corpses will be a piece of cake.

‘Hello, Kim Ki-ryeo. Still, I’m grateful that you lent me your body all this time.’

I left my final greetings to the owner of the body and laid my arms comfortably on the floor.

-Flash!

Soon, a flash of light signaling the completion of advanced magic filled the abandoned building.

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Knock. Knock. Knock.

How many minutes have passed since the blue flash?

Suddenly, a sound of a lump of moisture falling resonates inside a dry building where there was no moisture.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

But its sound was different from that of normal water, its viscosity was too high.

Plus, the color is very dark.

Yes. The substance was actually mammalian blood, and in the center of the abandoned warehouse, a creature drenched in that blood was crawling on the floor.

“Ugh, ugh… … .”

A rough coughing sound flows out.

The man, whose right side of his body was completely reddened, groaned as he touched the floor with trembling hands.

But no matter how hard I tried, I just couldn’t get the strength in my arms.

After several attempts, the man falls limply back to the cement floor.

dump.

In this situation, what suddenly comes to mind is a quiet question and a little reflection.

The prone man slowly turned his head and looked at one side of the abandoned building.

His gaze was directed to the north side of the room, where the body of the bank robber, a new shell, lay.

But what the heck.

Clearly, there was a mammalian body there that had been cleaned up just a moment ago.

Now, only an unknown landscape is visible through the pale moonlight.

One is the simple clothes the corpse was wearing.

And the rest is just a large amount of pooled red blood.

Blood, blood, blood.

“haha.”

The prone figure stares blankly at the pool of blood and then lets out a loud noise.

A dry laugh. A vibration of pitch that was too familiar to be considered new at the same time.

Well, it was a blonde’s vocal cords that burst out in screams just now.

“Ha, hehe… … .”

Swish.

The Archmage moved his familiar form of leather and scraped the ground with his fingertips.

After I destroyed the magic circle that I had drawn with my own will, I shouted like this.

“Hahahaha! This f*cking thing!”

For a while, a positive tone of voice is repeated over the concrete floor that is exposed in a grim manner.

It had to be that way.

The Great Wizard had just successfully completed a physical swap, but had to hurriedly return to this body after encountering an unexpectedly large variable in the results.

So what is the identity of that unexpected variable?

Shockingly enough.

The shell of the bank robber was shattered as soon as a strange consciousness entered inside me.

It means that it exploded.

It starts out as a small crack at the tip of the nail, but gradually the crack expands into a gnawing crack.

Finally, all the flesh on his body and all 206 bones were decomposed to the point where not even a trace remained.

The Archmage glances briefly at the unnatural pool of blood that remains beside him.

Again, the robber’s body no longer exists in this world.

“Ugh… … . Phew… … .”

Casting advanced magic with such a pitiful amount of magical power leaves me breathless.

But even while suffering from oxygen deprivation, the brain inside the body continued to generate new thoughts.

Because the Archmage already had a rough idea of why this situation had occurred.

‘okay.’

Chin. The blond man, with his hands on the floor, barely manages to turn over with all his might. He lies down on his back.

And then he looked up at the ceiling and muttered in vain.

“Unable to bear the weight of the soul… … . The explosion… … .”

The weight of the soul.

He just expressed it as the weight of the soul, but it was also called the phenomenon of pressure.

In fact, competent magicians tend to be able to draw in external mana more easily than others, even if they just stand still and breathe.

Because of this, if you change into the body of an extremely low species such as a mouse or a civet.

There were many cases where the corpse was damaged due to the rapid speed of the mana that the sorcerer naturally drew.

And it seems that the new substance called planetary magic was not as beneficial to Earthlings as they had imagined.

Usually, it ends with just a slight splitting of the body’s extremities, so the original pressure isn’t much of a concern, but how can a mammal’s body explode like a bomb, spraying blood?

“ha ha ha.”

It’s questionable.

“But why… … .”

The blond man looked up at the pouring moonlight and grumbled.

“──Why on earth could a ‘C-class’ corpse not tolerate my soul?!”

As things get to this point, a new hypothesis begins to emerge.

perhaps.

Maybe this side was mistaken about something very seriously from the very beginning.

Of course, these are not the only questions that need to be answered.

The moment the prepared corpse exploded.

The Archmage was forced to float through the air for a moment in a shell-less spirit state, but this brief exposure provided a clue to another mystery.

“And what the heck is this place? What the heck is going on with this planet… .”

Hahahaha!

The blond man lying on the ground, blood-stained and messy, was holding his stomach and laughing like he had lost his mind again.

It was a confused laugh with many emotions mixed together.