Chapter 348: Rule Breaker (6)

[Great Lord Baal is incorporated as your summon!]

[Baal's loyalty is fixed at 100!]

“Haa……. Haa…….”

The terrible 7 days of hell ended.

Baal, who was ranked 1st in the Demon Realm, let out a sigh of relief while lying flat on the floor.

Although it was an oath of loyalty no different from a slave contract, he was now liberated from the pain of being beaten like a dog by that Necromancer and having his flesh and bones forcibly torn away.

Loyalty 100.

A proof and token that he had no choice but to carry out whatever unreasonable command the master gave.

Now, he was judged as a perfect ally.

There was no way a master would recklessly abuse his own summon, right?

Hope hovered on Baal's face.

It was that moment.

Kim Minwoo, with a soft face, crouched down and met eyes with Baal.

“Baal, we are one family now. Since we hit loyalty 100, I won't ignorantly beat and torment you anymore.”

“M-Master……. Thank you! I will dedicate this body to be fully loyal!”

Overcome with emotion, Baal bowed his remaining humanoid head. However, at Kim Minwoo's next words, Baal's expression hardened.

“But what to do, I'm sorry. We have to keep running the elixir factory, you see. We have to keep pulling out bones, teeth, and hair.”

“……Yes? Wh-what does that…….”

“Instead, I took out the beating, right? I won't beat you. Since you're my good and loyal summon, you can gladly make this level of donation for your master, right?”

Kim Minwoo's pupils sank chillingly.

A summon whose loyalty reached 100 instinctively grasps the master's intention.

He instinctively realized that if he refused, the 7 days of hell that had just ended would begin again, accompanied by beatings.

To Baal, the option of refusal did not exist.

“I-I will do it!!!!! I will offer everything I have!”

“Okay. Good, good.”

Kim Minwoo cheerfully flicked his finger.

Paaaat―!

Behind him, Cedric draped in blood-red dragon scales and Vulcan wrapped in black flames approached.

“Now, begin the work. Hair, bones, teeth. Carefully pull them out one by one. Don't handle him too roughly like before, handle him kindly. Because he's a comrade now. Got it?”

“Heuheuh. A comrade like this must be handled very preciously.”

Vulcan's mouth corners tore bizarrely to below his ears as an eerie mad laugh flowed out.

In the past, the very culprit who brought down the glory of the Balrogs and annihilated his kin. Wasn't that Baal the mortal enemy who had coveted the Demon God's stone embedded in his heart and driven him to the threshold of death.

There was no way a grudge like that would be resolved by tormenting him for just a week.

The terrible grudge that had been festering deep in his bones for hundreds of years, Vulcan could now legally repay forever.

Cedric, standing next to him, also readjusted his grip on his blood-red spear and added indifferently.

―I will.

The moment he faced the heat rising from Vulcan's whip and Cedric's blue eye glints.

Like an aspen tree, Baal's massive body began to tremble violently.

‘This makes no sense……!’

Over the past 7 days, he had tasted hell as his flesh was torn away by that demon-like Balrog bastard.

But he had to suffer that terrible act for the rest of his life?

And as material for infinite copying, unable to die even if he wanted to?

The pride of a Great Lord who had reigned for thousands of years collapsed, and extreme despair surged from the bottom of his soul.

He wanted to run away.

He wanted to refuse.

However…….

“I-I will do it!!!!! I will offer everything I have!”

The imprint of loyalty 100 was ruling even his instincts. Even while screaming with his mouth and sobbing internally, Baal's body was voluntarily prostrating in the best posture to be plucked.

“Okay. Good, good.”

As Kim Minwoo opened his inventory, highest-tier potions fetching hundreds of millions of won poured out wareureu.

“Begin.”

Along with the command, Vulcan smiled and ripped out Baal's ribs with an uddeudeuk, and Cedric pulled out his remaining teeth with the tip of his spear.

“Keuaaaaaaak!”

At the pain of his limbs being torn away, Baal howled like a beast. However, Kim Minwoo didn't bat an eye and poured the highest-tier potions over Baal's wounds like pouring bottled water.

Chiiiiik―!

“Huh……?”

The massive recovery power of the potions forcibly reattached the torn blood vessels.

“Kuhahaha! What a truly lovely comrade! They've grown again!”

Vulcan's mad laughter, feeling ecstasy while infinitely butchering the mortal enemy of his past, and the screams of Baal, who was trapped in the shackles of eternal pain, filled the underground training ground.

“Kya, it's truly infinite copying.”

Kim Minwoo smiled satisfyingly while looking at Baal's bones, teeth, and hair piling up on the floor.

‘Skeleton Priest's heal doesn't work so I have to use potions, but at this level it's completely getting it for free.’

Skeleton Priest's heal only applies to himself and undead.

If he resurrected Baal as an undead, the materials could be damaged, so this was currently the best option.

One bottle of highest-tier potion is hundreds of millions of won.

To ordinary people, it was an astronomical amount they wouldn't even be able to touch in their entire lives, but compared to the value of Baal's elixir (Ancient+) that would be created with these by-products, it was merely a bargain price like dust.

It was a perfect surplus transmutation in the Necromancer style, grinding in highest-tier potions as if spending water.

‘The main material is solved. The sub-materials are also plentiful.’

To make Baal's elixir, rare materials like the flame fragments of a hellfire demon and the horn of a Baphomet were needed in addition to Baal's body.

However, those materials were already piled up to the point of rotting and overflowing in Kim Minwoo's inventory.

It was because he had looted all of their remains while sweeping away the armies of the demon Great Lords into the Land of Death in the Demon Realm.

“Good, shall I start up the real elixir factory now.”

Kim Minwoo, who had swept Baal's by-products into his subspace ring, headed to the alchemy workshop in the basement of the Ilsung Group.

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“Ms. Yuna! Are you there.”

As he opened the door to the underground workshop and entered, Choi Yuna, whose dark circles had come down to her chin, was startled and raised her head. Next to her, Iris, an apprentice witch of the Eastern Witch Coven acting as her assistant, was grinding medicinal herbs.

The recent updates on the two of them were truly a continuation of a tearful canned life.

It was because of the Ancient to Legend-grade recipes, such as the refined hellfire elixir and the potion of abyssal insight, that Kim Minwoo had thrown at them in a pile previously.

Amidst the bombardment of materials infinitely poured out by the financial backer to strengthen the combat power of the Money Talks guild members, Choi Yuna had been reduced to an alchemy machine churning out elixirs while receiving coffee like an IV drip.

The situation was no different for Iris, the apprentice witch of the Eastern Witch Coven acting as her assistant next to her. The noble witch who once roamed the upper dimensions had now become a millstone slave grinding medicinal herbs 24 hours a day with hollow eyes.

To the extent that even when Kim Minwoo opened the door and entered, she was pounding the mortar through a spinal reflex.

The reason they hadn't been able to show their faces to the outside world at all until now was purely because the workload thrown by this vicious Necromancer far exceeded human limits.

“……Oh my, Boss! You're here? Did you bring new materials again?”

“Yes. I need you to make some elixirs. The volume is quite a bit this time.”

Kim Minwoo opened his inventory.

Wareureureureureu―!

A massive amount of by-products poured down with the momentum to fill the entire room.

Baal's bones and teeth spewing brilliant demonic energy, and the horn of a Baphomet and fragments of a hellfire demon literally piled up like a mountain.

“Hi, hiiik……!”

Choi Yuna inhaled sharply.

They were the materials for Ancient+ grade elixirs.

Her brain stopped at the sight of the by-products of ultra-high-ranking monsters, each of which was priceless, piled up like sacks of radishes.

“B-Boss……. Just where did you get so many high-ranking materials like this……. Didn't you say Baal was alive last time?”

“Ah, that?”

Kim Minwoo answered while casually brushing off his hands.

“Our Baal is cooperating very well, you see.”

“Yes……?”

At that time, Iris's hand, which had been grinding medicinal herbs on the side, stopped. Her pupils were fluctuating as if an earthquake had struck. The 1st rank of the Demon Realm, Baal.

A cosmic disaster well over level 10,000, whom Awakened of Earth should turn to dust just by making eye contact with.

“M-Master's Master…….”

Iris opened her mouth with a trembling voice.

“Did you just say…… Baal? Are you perhaps speaking of that His Majesty Baal, the 1st rank of the Demon Realm…….”

“Yeah. That Baal is right.”

“He is alive but…… he's cooperating…….? Are you saying all these materials came from that Baal's body?”

“He's making infinite donations in the basement upstairs right now. We're recovering him by pouring potions while pulling out his teeth and bones. It's nothing short of a duplication bug.”

“Crazy…….”

Iris ended up dropping the mortar she was grinding onto the floor with a ttuk. That cunning and arrogant supreme lord of the Demon Realm was tied up in a basement and treated like a dairy cow infinitely producing bones and teeth?

“Ah, for reference, I killed all the rest of the Great Lords too. Paimon, Marbas, Amon, Agares. I sliced them all up and fed their souls to our Legion Commanders.”

“……!!”

The strength drained from Iris's legs.

All seven Great Lords, the pillars supporting the Demon Realm, were dead, and the 1st rank was having his teeth pulled out in a basement.

Just what in the world was this human.

Was he an apostle of the Outer Gods?

No, not even an Outer God would have plundered the Demon Realm so efficiently and viciously.

‘Is this monster…… really a human…….?’

To Iris, Kim Minwoo before her eyes looked like a more terrible demon than any cosmic disaster.

Choi Yuna also couldn't close her mouth and was blankly looking back and forth at the mountain of materials.

“Now, since there are enough materials, please churn out Baal's elixirs vigorously. Because I'll have to try eating until my stomach bursts this time too. Got it?” 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

As Kim Minwoo patted their shoulders with the most good-natured smile in the world, Choi Yuna and Iris had no choice but to nod their heads while trembling like aspen trees.