I Became a Wendigo in a Fantasy World - I Became a Wendigo in a Fantasy World chapter 52

52 – Episode 52

Gunrod ran away without looking back, sweating profusely.

At first, she realized that the Wendigo’s identity was an alter ego, but her fighting spirit remained, albeit only slightly.

However, that fighting spirit was extinguished as soon as she encountered the bitter cold wind that began to swirl along with the Wendigo’s roar and the fog in her eyes.

She realized that it was something she couldn’t deal with.

“A horse that can run a hundred miles. Give me the stamina that never gets tired and the power to run like the wind!”

Gunrod, as the most despicable and evil shaman among the shamans who participated in the plan, abandoned his comrades without the slightest shame and ran away.

The other shamans had no idea that Gunrod would be the first to run away, so they couldn’t help but be shocked when they looked at his distant back.

It was a disaster that happened because of something I had planned. How can you be so irresponsible!

In a desperate situation, the young shaman called out to his companions.

“Let’s all work together and run away! If we work together…”

“He’s like a two-headed bastard. Did you say that even after seeing how many of those clones there were?”

The young shaman’s suggestion was drowned out by the shamans’ ridicule. Although he was appalled by Gunlord’s despicable actions, they were no less despicable.

On the contrary, as if it worked well, a shaman stuck a needle into him and recited a spell.

“What did you do!?”

“You don’t seem to have any talent anyway, so sacrifice yourself for me!”

The madman’s curse contained in the saliva traveled up through the marrow and burned the young shaman’s reason.

The young shaman let out a terrible roar and his body trembled. His body turned red, his eyes became cloudy, and his mind lost all fear.

“Kaaah!!!”

“Go. Go and give everything you can and die!”

The young shaman, or rather the madman, let out a scream and rushed towards the Wendigo’s clones.

The incredible sight made the Wendigo reevaluate her shamans. She thought it was trash from the beginning, but she didn’t know that it would be trash that exceeded her expectations.

‘My nose is really good at its job.’

For guys like that, it would be okay to kill them a little harshly.

The Wendigo observed the shamans with the eyes of an owl and directed her alter ego.

“■■■■■!!!”

“Kaaah!!!”

Her mist-covered clones roared and charged. Of course, there was no need for all the clones to come forward to deal with the madman.

The madman instinctively used the tattoos on his body and the spell of the mace containing the thunderbolt…

The clone did not wait for the madman to cast the spell. The cold fingernails swung wildly towards the madman.

His claws tore the madman’s chest into pieces. Frost fragments and tree thorns stuck in the wound wriggled, amplifying the madman’s pain.

“Kyaaah!!!”

When the man screamed, the clone struck the madman’s head with his fist without any hesitation.

Is it because the body has become stronger due to the influence of the spell?

The madman’s head was not broken by the alter ego’s punch. It was a pity for the madman.

You will have to be punched by the clone a few more times to be free from the pain.

Kwasik!

“What the f*ck!”

The shaman who planted the madman’s curse became thoughtful and shouted. She expected that she wouldn’t be able to last long against the spirit, but she didn’t know that she would be able to use it to that extent.

Did the young witch doctor’s death with his head crushed make a big impression on them?

The shamans hurried their steps with stern faces. So that we can get away from the Wendigo even just a little bit.

‘You won’t be able to escape the forest like that.’

The owl soared into the sky to pursue the enemies, and the Wendigo directly controlled two of her clones to create harpoons made of ice.

When a rope made of roots grew from the bottom of the harpoon, the clones threw the harpoon.

The harpoon flew through the air and pierced the body of one of the shamans.

“Ugh, wow!!!”

The shaman, who had no idea that a harpoon would fly from beyond the snow fog, screamed and grabbed his shoulder.

The arm pierced by the harpoon froze in an instant, consuming the shaman’s life.

If this continues, death is inevitable.

‘The arm must be cut off!’

The moment the shaman takes out his sword to cut off his arm.

The shaman’s body was dragged into the fog by an irresistible force.

Gunrod ran through the forest and turned his head to watch. The screams of the dragged shaman echoed through the forest.

‘What on earth did I touch?’

Gunrod realized that even if something was seriously wrong, it was definitely wrong, and he moved his trembling feet with difficulty.

To get out of this forest as quickly as possible.

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Gunrod ran away more desperately than ever, but he could not escape the forest.

It wasn’t that he lacked ability. If it was his magic, it wouldn’t be surprising if he left the forest a long time ago…

“Why are you going this far? Why on earth!”

“Gun Road! The trees are moving!”

The trees swayed as if they were alive, blocking their path.

Gunlord lashed his whip nervously. The whip spit out flames and tried to set the tree on fire, but it was no use.

Isn’t the cold bursting out from between the bark torn off by the whip and engulfing the flames?

When Gunlord’s whip was of no use, Pedric took out his trump card.

“Get out of the way. I’ll clear the way with this stone sword!”

The stone sword that Fedric took out was a relic of a warrior who was once called the ‘Warrior of Rock.’

This stone sword, which was originally a treasure inscribed with a spell, became even stronger as it embraced the hero’s reputation and story.

Pedric poured his own blood onto the blade and chanted a spell.

“I command the stone sword that was with Taesan’s son, the rock warrior, and the unbreakable hero every moment. Those trees…”

Shocked.

Pedric turned around with his eyes wide open at the warning sent by the crisis detection talisman.

What caught his eye was a harpoon flying fiercely towards him.

Fedric screamed reflexively as the threat threatened to pierce him at any moment.

“.. Stop the harpoon, not this!!”

The spell contained in the stone sword awakened and escaped Fedric’s hand and collided with the harpoon.

Indeed, the relic the hero used was a relic. The stone sword that destroyed the harpoon returned to Pedric’s side without a single wound.

As Gunrod and Fedric each aimed their weapons and looked beyond the fog, clones walked out from there.

One of the alter egos.

The Wendigo’s possessed counterpart stepped forward and opened her mouth.

“You ran quite far. If you’re wrong, you might have missed it.”

“Why are you doing this? What did we do so wrong!”

“?”

When Gunlord scolded her and glared at her with his venomous eyes, the Wendigo closed her mouth at her absurdity.

Wasn’t it the Gunlord who first planned to attack the village in the first place? In her opinion, the wendigo was more of an act of self-defense.

As the Wendigo stared blankly in bewilderment, Gunrod rolled her head and found the reason for this situation.

Common sense tells us that there was no way they would have gone this far just because they wanted to attack the village.

Because it was an act of violence that could not have been committed without Sinbi, who would control the self-immolation and the forest, at least digging out of the ground.

Gunlord’s eyes flashed as if he realized something.

“I see… I finally found out. You are clearly gathering the forest people and preparing for a grand ritual.”

“What kind of thing is that..”

“Indeed. I thought they were asking meaningless questions as a test. Maybe they were trying to hide a secret!”

Before the Wendigo could burst out in a curse at her absurdity, Pedric shouted in astonishment. It was definitely a possibility.

An alter ego created with mystery, surveillance eyes everywhere, and even a plan to control the forest by manipulating it!

When Pedric agreed with Gunlord, Gunrod nodded as if what he said was correct.

The Wendigo was so shocked that she began to refute. Although she was going to kill her, she was so dumbfounded that her mouth fell open.

“You have a pitiful view of things. Think with common sense. Have you forgotten why you guys came to the forest? If you were planning on hiding something in the first place, there would be no reason to keep Isaac alive, right?”

“There’s been a lot of talk. Has your pride taken a hit now that the truth has been revealed? It’s easy to guess why you sent Isaac alive. It’s a plan to catch the shamans!”

At first, I thought Isaac had faced a fate, but now Gunrod can be sure.

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The ice crystal that Isaac brought was something that any shaman would drool over and covet, and the fact that his level had risen was enough to make any shaman feel curious.

There is no bait better than this to charm a shaman!

“I don’t know what kind of ritual it is, but it must be preparing for an evil ritual that requires a shaman to be sacrificed.”

“If anyone hears it, they’ll think I’m a villain. Who was it that was trying to poison the village and cause trouble?”

“… I don’t think that has much to do with the story right now.”

Perhaps because he had not been honorable in his life, Gunrod swallowed his shame and rebelled.

Anyone can resist when pushed to the edge.

Cloak, shoes, belt and amulets.

Gunlord and Fedric awakened all their magic.

The Wendigo was quite impressed by the mystery they exuded. Although his personality was like a hungry wolf, his talent was quite good.

‘If I hadn’t asked for personality, I would have hired him.’

“Even if I die, I won’t see you getting what you want!”

Gunlord roared in anger and swung his whip.

As expected, as he did not think about the future, the magic contained in the whip burned loudly, using the mystery as firewood, and spewed out flames.

The Wendigo rushed her clones while she quietly watched them.

When Gunlord’s whip wrapped around the neck of the clone that rushed at him, the clone grabbed it with the intention of tearing it off, but it wasn’t a good choice.

Kuddeuddeuk!

“Let’s see if it moves even if its head flies off!”

The whip let out a tearing scream and tightened to the point of cutting off the clone’s head. As the flames spewed out, the upper body of the clone burned to the point where it was unrecognizable.

Gunrod kicked the ground and swung his club as if he were shooting, intending to drive a wedge.

A haze rose from the club embedded with the ogre’s bone fragments, and the club reproduced the ogre’s strike and struck the clone’s upper body in one go.

Kwayang!

“hahahahaha! What’s the use of putting mystery into an alter ego? In the end, it’s nothing more than an alter ego!”

The upper body of the alter ego was torn apart and flew away, and the mystery of losing the vessel spread through the air.

It wasn’t just Gunroad that achieved victory.

Fedric, as a shaman who wields a stone sword, blocked the Wendigo’s ice sword with a strong defense and manipulated the stone sword to crush one of his clones’ chest.

Gunlord shouted excitedly as he rushed towards another clone.

“Have you lost your composure? Try provoking me again! I wonder how much of your mystery will remain!”

“How about you just let us go? No matter how great you are as a spirit, you won’t be able to subdue us without harm!”

Pedric shouted as he plunged the stone sword into the clone’s chest.

If the spirits with common sense resisted this much, it would not have been surprising to release them under the condition of keeping secrets in the contract.

… However, the Wendigo was a being that did not understand their common sense.

“Your skills are definitely excellent. I didn’t know that your clone could be subdued so easily.”

“Then let us go…”

“However, there is no reason for me to let go of black-hearted bastards like you.”

Pedric frowned and clicked his tongue. They thought that the Wendigo would not be able to negotiate easily.

It was a wrong idea.

… Because the Wendigo had no intention of negotiating with them in the first place.

“If you’re willing to go that far, that’s fine. I wonder if we can do that even after destroying all the clones.”

The moment when Pedric fiercely tried to pull out the stone sword.

The clone with the stone sword stuck in it grabbed the handle of the sword.

Pedric twitched his eyebrows and exerted strong control over his magic.

I thought that with the power of the stone sword, I would be able to break the clone’s arm and escape easily…

“I always thought, but shamans’ magic tends to rely heavily on tools.”

When Sinbi, who was controlling the clone, shook strongly, the stem that grew from the clone wrapped around the stone sword.

The clone that spewed out the mystery returned to the wooden doll, but Pedric could not help but be astonished.

The stone sword that was supposed to be under his control couldn’t even move on something like the stem of a plant!

Pedric quickly opened the morgue and checked the condition of the stone sword. The spell on the stone sword was still working.

The problem is that the stems that sealed the stone sword receive mysteries from the ground and continue to regenerate the broken stems.

Pedric was shocked by this ignorant response.

“Such a crazy thing!?”

“This is crazy. Competing with quantity is a kind of true strategy, isn’t it?”

I wanted to swear at the crazy spirit’s crazy nonsense, but Pedric quickly threw himself back.

One of the clones was running towards him furiously, as if not allowing him even the slightest chance to rest.

Pedric hurriedly asked Gunrod for help.

“Gunlord. Help me quickly!”

“Shut up. My nose is now three inches wide!”

Of course, the situation at Gun Road was not good.

The whip and club he was proud of have become useless!

‘What kind of mystery can you use in such an ignorant way?’

The moment he wrapped the whip around the clone and hit the club, cold energy burst out from the clone’s body, freezing the whip and club, destroying his spell.

Of course, the spell was gone, so there were whips and clubs, but they were nothing but mana waste.

All Gunlord and Fedric could do was run around to avoid being caught by the clone.

“Whoa!?”

“I caught one.”

Pedric resisted for a while using his strong body as a weapon, but eventually died as his chest was pierced by the clone’s claws.

Gunlord took out an ax from his belt and struck the clone’s head. He vomited out blood as he glared at the dead Pedric and the Wendigo-possessed clone who was staring blankly from behind.

“I curse you. Even if I die and become a ghost, I will curse you!”

“One miasma is amazing.”

As the Wendigo appeared relaxed, Gunlord was planning to rush towards him, ignoring her life.

But he stopped when he saw something strange. The clone that killed Pedric was approaching the Wendigo with his body.

‘Are you planning to take the body and return?’

Of course not. What on earth does a wendigo know that would use a corpse to perform an evil spell?

The Wendigo created a seed in her hand.

Hook!

The Wendigo stuffed seeds into Pedric’s body. Then the body began to wriggle and move.

The Wendigo looked at the figure and said calmly.

“I hope this time it grows to be useful as a warning.”

“What is that…!?”

Gunlord was horrified and took a step back. When the writhing corpse fell to the ground, a sprout bloomed and gradually grew into a tree.

The muscles-filled legs became strong roots, and the arms became tree branches with lush leaves blooming.

Pedric became a tree. Even the tree that had the same painful expression on it at the time of his death.

Gunlord unconsciously let go of the ax at the sight of that terrible sight.

“Crazy guy… You crazy guy!!!”

“Don’t worry. It’s not something that will torture your soul or anything.”

Don’t worry. How on earth can you believe that!

Is it because we face a terrible future in which both our souls(?) And our bodies are insulted?

Terrified, Gunrod turned his back, even though he knew he had nowhere to run. Of course he never left the forest.

After a while.

With a desperate scream, another human-faced tree grew.