Chapter 335
Chapter 335: Ifrin (2)
The moment he confirmed Ifrin's corpse and thought of how to use it, numerous inspirations sprang up in his mind.
[Acquiring the transmutation formula for the Special Entity: Wraith Sniper!]
[Recommended Material List]
1. High Elf royal family's elixir to perfectly reconnect severed nerves.
2. A pair of deep-sea kraken lenses to secure ultra-long-range vision.
3. Poluronite fusion skeleton to make her ignore the recoil of an anti-materiel sniper rifle.
4. 30 highest-grade witch's stones to supply infinite mana bullets.
It was literally a recommended material list.
Honestly, even without them, raising her itself was possible.
‘If there's a problem…… it's that reviving her so carelessly would result in very poor skills.’
It was the same with Lee Seoyoon.
He had obtained all the recommended materials and painstakingly revived her through the Magic Circle of the Dead.
That was why a high-performance Shadow Walker like now was born.
The Wraith Sniper would also be the same.
‘The required level has jumped significantly compared to back then, though.’
Even if Lee Seoyoon was doing well, at the end of the day, she was just an assassin who played around the B-rank level on Earth.
All the requested materials were at a level that could be somehow resolved within Earth.
However, Ifrin was different.
Was it because of her atrocious skill as the 3rd rank of District 2 in the Heavenly City? Just by looking at it, it was full of materials that could not be obtained on Earth.
‘Because I never saw things like that even in the game.’
Then again…….
Reviving an existence like that for free wouldn't make sense.
Even so, it didn't matter.
Kim Minwoo chuckled and took out his communicator.
“I have more than enough connections to get them.”
Ttiring―.
He attempted to connect to the channel of Agatha, who was assigned as his exclusive handler from the Shadow Guild.
―Yes, Mr. Kim Minwoo! This is Agatha of the Shadow Guild! Queen Lilith commanded us to process all of your requests as the first priority―.
“Enough with the greetings. Get all the materials I'm about to tell you within 3 days.”
―3 days? What kind of materials?
“What it is, is…….”
Soon after, the sound of Agatha choking on his own spit was heard over the communicator.
―M-Mr. Kim Minwoo! Every single one of these are ultra-high-priced luxury goods traded only in the auctions of the upper districts! The High Elf royal family's elixir is one thing, but Poluronite is also an item strictly controlled in Steel Emperor Balder's territory…… and you want me to get this in just 3 days?
“Yeah. Is it hard?”
―Even if there are items for sale, the time it takes to negotiate the price and smuggle them out behind the scenes…….
“What about the witch's stones or the deep-sea kraken lenses?”
―……I have never even heard of those, but…….
“Then just get the two you know.”
―……Excuse me? Do you have that many Marks? Even so…… that won't be covered by the income from the lower districts alone…….
“Then you guys can just put it on my tab.”
―……Excuse me?
“You don't want to?”
―……P-please wait just a moment!
From the communicator that had been silent for a few seconds, an urgent reply flowed out.
―……Her Majesty the Queen has agreed. She said we will just put it on your tab, so you can pay it back later.
“I'm grateful for that. Tell her I'll pay back the debt when I go up.”
―Understood. 3 days. We will try to get them by then.
He had obtained two materials.
It seemed he wouldn't be able to get the remaining two here.
‘Well, it makes sense.’
It wasn't likely that deep-sea krakens inhabited the Heavenly City. And the witch's stones, just by looking at it, seemed like something he could only get by going to the Eastern Witch Coven.
Or by seeking out Medea.
‘But, there's no need to do that.’
He declined being indebted to Medea.
Because with her half-crazy disposition, it seemed it could get extremely troublesome.
Fortunately, there was another place he could use his credit.
Witches cannot enter the Heavenly City.
Therefore, he had to make a move from his side directly.
Kim Minwoo took out the Heavenly City Free Pass from his inner pocket.
As he injected mana, a magic circle unfolded beneath his feet and space twisted.
Earth, the main estate of the Ilsung Group in Seoul.
Moving straight to his office, Kim Minwoo called for the trader through his connection with Ananke.
Before long, the floor in the corner turned pitch-black, and Leruje popped out.
―I heard you had a request.
―What.
―Is it?
Kim Minwoo thrust the list toward the three heads that were tilting.
Deep-sea kraken lenses.
And up to 30 highest-grade witch's stones.
Leruje received the paper and rubbed her eyes.
Soon her eyes widened.
―This is…….
―A bit…….
―Very expensive, isn't it?
“I thought so too.”
―I can get them, but…….
―Do you have the money?
―The amount of Witch Coins you have should be insufficient…….
“I spent all those Witch Coins, though?”
―……What?
―That amount of currency…….
―Where did you spend it?
Leruje stared at Kim Minwoo as if dumbfounded.
The massive amount of Witch Coins earned from trading with the Witch Coven so far had all been exchanged into Earth money and poured into the development of the North Korean Special Economic Zone and the task of copying believers.
Since funds in the trillions of won had evaporated like that, there was no way there were any Witch Coins left in his hands.
“I spent it all on good things, so don't worry. I only have one request. Credit.”
Leruje let out a hollow laugh at Kim Minwoo's confident demand.
―……Are you joking?
―This is a matter beyond my authority.
―Unless Lady Ananke permits it…….
In an instant, Leruje's words were cut off.
Her pupils lost focus and she stared blankly into the empty air. A sight as if she were receiving some kind of message. Soon after, deep bewilderment settled on the three faces of Leruje, who had come to her senses.
―Just a moment ago…….
―Lady Ananke's reply arrived.
―……She says it is possible.
Leruje scanned Kim Minwoo up and down with an expression of incomprehension.
These are items of this caliber.
To give out such precious items, which are difficult to even price, on credit without a single piece of collateral.
Since it was the Great Witch's decision, she could not refute it, but it was natural that doubts remained.
Kim Minwoo tilted his head and then grinned.
“Ah, has the news already reached there.”
―……?
“Blood Wolf Lupus. I killed him, you see.”
Leruje's jaw dropped. Her eyes widened as if they would pop out. Her lips, having frozen as if she had even forgotten to breathe, trembled violently.
―One of the Seven Lords…….
―You.
―Killed him?
“So you don't have to worry about getting scammed out of your money. I'm a blue-chip stock, you see.”
Kim Minwoo waved his hand lightly.
Leruje could not say anything more.
She merely disappeared blankly, leaving only a message that she would get the items as soon as possible.
3 days later.
Under the full cooperation of Shadow and the Witch Coven, all the materials to revive Ifrin were gathered in a basement in District 6.
‘First, I should draw the Magic Circle of the Dead.’
He placed Ifrin's corpse in the middle of the completed magic circle. Afterwards, the first thing he did was pour the High Elf royal family's elixir over the cross-section of her severed neck.
Chiiiiiik―!
Along with a sound like flesh burning, the severed blood vessels and nerves tangled like threads.
Her neck reattached in a single breath.
It was a process of flawlessly restoring her flexibility from life instead of the stiffness typical of ordinary undead.
Next was skeletal reinforcement.
He made the liquefied Poluronite seep beneath Ifrin's skin. Her bones were dyed deep ash-gray. It was a strength capable of perfectly absorbing even the massive recoil of an anti-materiel sniper rifle with the bones themselves.
Finally, he overlaid the deep-sea kraken lenses over her golden pupils that had lost their light.
The devil's eyes capable of capturing even the flapping of a mosquito's wings from hundreds of kilometers away, lenses imbued with the mana of death completely settled into place.
“Arise.”
Kim Minwoo thrust the massive divinity extracted from the Death Emperor's Heart into Ifrin's chest.
Kugugugugung―!
The preparations were finished.
[The Magic Circle of the Dead is activated!]
[A massive amount of mana and divinity flows out!]
The massive divinity spewed from the Death Emperor's Heart, and even the mana draining out in chunks.
It was an amount that would have dried up an ordinary Necromancer to death just like that, but for the current Kim Minwoo, it was more than enough. He chanted lowly without caring.
“I command you, arise again and serve. Your new master.”
[Return of the Dead ― Wraith Sniper is activated!]
Eudeuk. Eudeudeuk!
The materials on the magic circle and the 30 highest-grade witch's stones were sucked into Ifrin's corpse.
The basement shook. The condensed aura of death swirled and began to seep into her body.
Flash―!
Ifrin opened both of her eyes.
The deep-sea blue pupils implanted with the kraken's lenses emitted light.
“Heuk……!”
Ifrin raised her upper body while exhaling rough breaths.
She hurriedly felt her own neck.
The sensation of being cut off was vivid, but her neck was perfectly attached.
“……What is this? I clearly died…….”
Her gaze turned forward.
A black-haired man sitting on a chair with his legs crossed, looking at her.
It was Kim Minwoo.
“Hello? Congratulations on your resurrection.”
Ifrin's face distorted fiercely.
“You son of a bitch! Are you planning to work me to the bone as an undead?!”
She instinctively drew up her mana and tried to lunge at Kim Minwoo.
However…….
Tuk.
Kim Minwoo kicked something toward her feet.
Ifrin's gaze naturally headed toward the floor.
A sleek and chilling-looking sniper rifle reaching 2 meters in length alone.
It was a custom-tuned weapon made using the weapon Ifrin used in life as a frame, and smashing 30 highest-grade witch's stones and the aura of death into it.
“……Huh?”
The moment she saw the weapon, her instinct as a gunslinger swallowed her anger in a single breath.
Ifrin's hand grasped the grip of the sniper rifle as if possessed. The perfect sensation that wrapped snugly around her hand.
Even a mana conductivity rate that couldn't even be compared to when she was alive.
“My body…… why is it like this too?”
She looked down at her own body.
The bones fused with Poluronite were heavy enough not to break even if they collided with a decent-sized meteorite, and her vision with the implanted lenses was piercing through even the structures beyond the basement walls.
“I think I've become stronger, than when I was in District 2?”
Ifrin muttered in a dazed voice.
“Of course. Just the money that went into your ransom alone would transcend imagination. I poured in a whole lot of divine power too.”
Kim Minwoo propped his chin.
“How is it. Do you still feel wronged even with this?”
Ifrin tightly hugged the sniper rifle into her arms.
The anger and humiliation of dying and becoming the subordinate of her enemy?
Such things had long since been wiped completely blank from her mind.
In life, she was a mercenary crazy for money solely to become stronger.
She had tenaciously scraped together Marks and wandered through dangerous requests to set up better equipment and a more perfect physical body.
It was all to go up to District 1.
But after dying, the body with overwhelming specs and the best gun she had longed for so much were given to her for free.
‘With these specs…… there won't be a head I can't pierce in this Heavenly City, right?’
So what if she gained a master.
If she could just refreshingly blow off the heads of the commissioned guys with this perfect body and gun, it was clear she would be able to run wild and perform to her heart's content much more than before.
Besides, seeing the spending habits of the man before her eyes who poured money like water, the crumbs falling to her if she went under him would definitely be no joke.
The intense desire not to lose these amazing specs and her clear calculations lightly covered up her grudge.
“……Do I get a salary?”
Ifrin asked crookedly.
“You have to earn it from now on. Work two jobs or something.”
“……Your purpose in reviving me?”
“Because if we go up right now, there's a truckload of guys to shoot.”
Kim Minwoo beamed while pointing at the ceiling with his chin. Ifrin looked up at the ceiling for a moment, and then pleasantly pulled the charging handle of the sniper rifle, Cheolkeok―.
“That, I kinda like.”
The 3rd rank sniper of District 2.
It was the moment Ifrin joined the legion of death.