The World of Masks

Fluffy.

Jinseok hurled himself onto the bed like a dive. The spring flutters and shakes for a moment. Suddenly, I felt a big hole in my hand. It was a hole made by punching with a furnace after death in the game.

'I need to change beds, too.'

I had a lot of money anyway. I had a prosperous foreign company and a lot of cash. The precious metal was kicked in the foot. I could still pour bills into the bathtub and literally swim in money.

'Should I buy a bed with curtains I've seen in movies?'

It'd be better if we could get to the roof there. I felt arrogant because I was tired of my body and mind. Eventually, I emptied my mind as if it was annoying. In the aftermath of death, he was frankly groggy by forcibly shoving new facts about the masked world into his brain. Even a fully subordinated slave didn't want to show his weakness, so he spent more energy pretending to be fine in front of David.

'By the way, did you say that if you raise the INT, it will increase your mental strength?'

I couldn't sense when my limp body would recover. This is probably the only PTSD I've ever heard. The problem was how to treat PTSD. I also thought for a moment, "Let's search the internet," but I didn't think it would be treated that way. Of course, the best thing is to go to the mental hospital, but Jin has not been near the mental hospital for a long time. I don't mind the prejudiced eye that carries people's mental illness, but I was apprehended by the fear that doctors might even notice their ideals. So no psychiatric hospitals.

"Knng!"

Jin got up and grabbed the game tool that was lying around the corner of the room. I thought I threw it pretty hard, but the game tool was fine. Jinseok lay on his bed and picked up a game tool. And I sighed for a moment.

'By the way, should we start again with the Holy Neutral City of Blau?'

The resurrection point is said to be in the sacred neutral city as determined by the player. If so, you will be resurrected in the Holy Neutral City of Blau, which has been assigned as the City of Resurrection for the first time. I had a huge advantage in reality, but I felt bad that I had to start all over again in the game.

'First, we have to get all the animals around us and raise them from the int.'

Jack's intuition, the character of authenticity, was intact in his beginner stats. With a focus on strength and agility, the INT did not invest a single point. It should be easy to raise the line to some extent. Then I had hope that I would be able to escape the aftermath of the death that afflicts me now.

'At least it'll sink.'

Jin wore a game tool to his head.

Jack opens his eyes. The cold energy rises from the place where there is no room for hard teeth.

Is this the place to resurrect the sacred neutral city? '

But the atmosphere was strange. The church's holy atmosphere was everywhere, and only dull silence and creepy darkness surrounded it. The dim light was confronting the elongated darkness when there was a small light source around it, but the power was extremely small. It was not a church, but an altar above the dead Demon King's dungeon.

The moment I thought about it, Jack suddenly woke up. The damp, damp air swoops over Jack's surroundings.

'· · · · · · · · · · It's not a holy neutral city, is it?'

Jack is bewildered. He should have resurrected himself in the Holy Neutral City of Blau. But surprisingly, the place where Jack woke up was on the altar of the dungeon, the place where he himself had reached death.

Am I not dead? '

I felt doubtful for a moment, but soon I shook my head and threw it aside as a crazy thought. If the damage you took was a bit serious, you could somehow convince yourself that the wound had healed, but the damage you took was fatal, falling from your neck. Needless to say, he died instantly. I saw my own flesh fall to the ground, rich in the air with only my neck left, but I couldn't have died. If that's the case, then it would already be classified as a non-human zombie. No, even zombies are born to a much more mysterious species than those that die when struck by the neck.

Jack raises his head and grabs the severed neck with his hands. I didn't feel the cut at all. Of course, there may be scars because it is an area that cannot be seen directly by the eyes, but once I felt it with my fingertips, it was smooth skin without any armor.

No matter how much I think about it, I don't have an answer for my resurrection. I wondered if his Resurrection Node had changed to this place, but there was too little information given. Above all, he wore the same piece of equipment. Previously, Politon said that if he dies, he'll drop all items and resurrect naked. Then the current situation was not the resurrection of an ordinary player. No matter how much he thought about it, there was no right answer, so Jack decided to postpone his resurrection and start looking around.

Jack looks down at where he lies. A stone table in the middle of the enchanted camp. I stepped down on the stone table where I was lying. It was like a landscape before death. A gigantic pyramid altar in a deep cavern without a single inch of light. There was still a strange blood magic circle drawn around the table. Jack has found a light source shining on this altar that exists only in darkness. The torches pulling out what was hanging on the cave wall were rolling around on the floor, wondering if they'd run out of fuel. It was only the two beads of light that were rolling on the floor of the altar that were dimly shining on the altar. Raises one of the two closest. This gives me basic visibility.

Jack shines around with a bead of light. I frowned a little.

"Nothing?"

It was very clean, as if there had never been such a thing on the altar that there were traces of blood and corpses. Only the red lines of the magic cult that shed a jovial light were dancing on the altar, and only the grey stone floor was present. Jack raises the bead of light high and shines it a little further. You see a shiny object outside the enchanted circle. Jack walks over to you.

"This is · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · ·."

What was there was a giant battle hammer. Galik's battle hammer, apparently, sits round his side with his hollow armor. Galik's armor lies flat as if it had been pulled out of a corpse. Probably because of the player's trait, the character appears to have vanished into powder after death. Wouldn't the Walton he killed disappear like that?

Looking at the armor, Jack sweeps his heart away. I was worried that other people might do the same as they did on the altar, but seeing Galik vanish after leaving his armor, it seemed to me that it was unique.

Jack picks up the battle hammer.

"Hehe!!!"

Unconsciously groaning, all the joints, including the lower back, tingled. However, as soon as I put my hands together, I was able to lift them up without difficulty. But it was too much to use as a weapon, swinging it around freely. Jack drops the hammer like a battle hammer.

Kuang.

A heavy noise echoes over the altar. The weight of the battle hammer was enormous, worried that the stone floor of the altar wouldn't break.

"How the hell did you swing this thing like an eagle?" '

I prided myself on raising my strength, but this was a new world. I even admire the power of my inner Galik.

Jack, who checked Galik's armor, was able to find the rest of Politon, Samantha, and Miles' gear as he turned around the magic camp. Jack retrieves it all and brings it around the Magic Center Table. I gathered all the beads and grimoires from this dungeon scattered around the table. After collecting them like that, I thought it would be as good as a treasure vault. Jack swings a few times with Polliton's Great Sword. Slowly, Longsword felt lighter, but the black weight and function of Politon appeared to suit Jack. Once he has Politon's weapon, he starts going through the other items. Galik, Samantha and Miles had one bracelet, whether they were playing hard to get, but Politon had three bracelets, as if they weren't my dog. Once Jack has gathered all the beads of life, he sucks the life out of the beads. He decides to raise the Int first. Once Jack has leveled up, he first opens the character window to invest his stats on the int side. A familiar character spear appeared in front of Jack. However, Jack paused on the contents of the unexpected character window.

LV: 21 EXP: 675/32,842

hour: 743,978: 23: 24 (743,978: 23: 24)

(Max consume hour/Per Skill hour)

Follower of the Demon King

str: 468 (EXP: 152/936) + 50 dex: 157 (EXP: 51/314) + 50 int: 12 (EXP: 0/24) + 50

Inside the character window, there was a 50 bonus attached to the entire stat, along with the terrifying title of a follower of the Demon King.