The Druid Who Swallowed Mother Nature - Chapter 25



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Episode 25. Oh Cho Joo Ji

“Ugh, what a trick!”

Malay, who had not been able to detect the approach of the trunk until just before, struggled with his limbs tied.

Normally, the match would have been decided at this point, but the guy resisted fiercely.

Thud!

The arm connected to the trunk felt sore.

Every time I move my limbs, I feel like I’m being dragged.

In fact, Malay stood there like a statue, holding the stem and pulling it to both sides.

“Kuuuuu, is this all there is?”

Wheeing!

Steam was released from the guy’s two arms, and he started pumping, then the trunk of the World Tree was torn apart like a piece of paper.

The startled world tree released its strength from its trunk.

“You’re a guy who uses amazing abilities. But you’re still far behind machines.”

“I can’t agree with that.”

How can you compare cold, inorganic machines to plants?

I would like to give a long speech, but I don’t have the time.

“If you don’t agree, then you should die.”

The guy ripped off the railing bar and threw it.

Wedge!

An ear-piercing crackling sound even though I jumped far to avoid it.

The force needed to tear off the railing was a force, but the destructive force needed to pin half of the body to the floor was chilling.

‘I can’t win with the pattern I’ve been using to defeat my enemies so far.’

The very premise of binding the stem did not work for the Malays.

He doesn’t seem to have any particular martial arts skills, but his modified body’s specs are overwhelming.

bang!

“Where!”

Even if I fired a gun, it would only serve as a deterrent.

I deliberately aimed at a vital spot like the eyes, but he blocked it with his ghostly gaze.

It was a feeling similar to that of a beast.

Amid the madness of slaughter, sharp instincts were mixed in.

‘Fortunately, it’s not an attack at a speed that can’t be avoided.’

If a short-term war didn’t work out, there was enough room to drag it out into a long-term war.

The problem was the world tree.

Chuuk!

“The world tree droops its leaves gloomily.”

The drooping leaves looked pitiful.

This is the first time I’ve seen a world tree with such low motivation.

It didn’t seem to hurt that the stem was broken, but it seemed quite disappointed that my powers weren’t working.

‘I can’t help it.’

These are seedlings that have just sprouted.

The enemies in this city were not so easy that they could all be defeated with one pattern.

It’s a stone you’ll encounter at some point.

There was no disappointment as I was prepared for it.

The only thing I was worried about was the dead World Tree.

“I’m starting to get tired of it. If you have nothing more to show me, I’ll kill you.”

“There is nothing that cannot be done with words.”

It’s not that I didn’t catch it, it’s that I couldn’t catch it.

One had the right to brag confidently.

The inside of the warehouse was a mess after the guy ran wild.

The machines and structures abandoned by the company were completely destroyed.

“Do you think I just ran away?”

“… … ?”

It’s not that I didn’t think about it.

The guy who is made of machines and oil is superior in physical strength to me who is made of bones and muscles.

Just running away was a bad idea.

It would be better to give up the mission.

“It was easy thanks to you running wild.”

I held on tightly to the stems that stretched out in all directions.

Broken railings, broken stairs, warped rebar, broken machinery.

The trunk of the World Tree wrapped around all the structures surrounding Malaya.

“Let’s measure how much shock the mechanical body you praised can withstand.”

I just pulled it out.

Ki-ki-ki-ki!

“… … !”

Malay’s expression changed suddenly when he realized my intention.

It’s too late to run away.

A moment of hesitation due to embarrassment.

I didn’t miss that gap.

Gurrrrrr!

It’s falling apart.

The falling debris covered and crushed Malay’s entire body.

It’s the kind of pressure that would crush an ordinary person to death and turn them into a handful of gooey clumps.

I kept my gaze calm amidst the dull echoes in the room.

“… … It looks like you’ve definitely spent a lot of money. Can you hold out for this?”

A prosthetic hand, its artificial skin removed, emerged from the debris forming a small hill.

There appeared to be some damage, such as dents and bending, but there was no problem with operation.

Eventually, Malay pulled out his entire body.

It was a bizarre sight, oozing a strange liquid that was a mixture of oil and blood.

“This fucking bird, you little shit.”

“How does it feel to get hit?”

“Kill them. Rip their mouths open, tear their skin, pull out their spines, and kill them.”

“It was a big blow. The way he spoke became robotic.”

Although they laughed and mocked, the result was disappointing.

‘At least one of the limbs should have been rendered inoperable.’

It was a trap that I was confident in, so I wonder how much money I spent on body modification.

I felt like I had been hit with a punch from the side that made the attack successful.

“That’s all I can afford to do. Is this the end of the corner you trusted? It’s time to turn around.”

A red light flashed in the artificial eyeball.

My skin feels tingly.

If there had been some signs of enjoyment before, now only a sharp murderous intent was transmitted through the skin.

Kuuung!

The legs, pumped vigorously, contracted and expanded.

It was a leap so strong that footprints were left on the ground.

The guy’s new model appeared before my eyes in the blink of an eye.

I crossed my arms and overlapped the stems like a shield.

“Damn it!”

Kwaaaaang!

The fists clashed, sending shockwaves radiating out in concentric circles.

My physical strength was not enough to withstand the guy’s brute strength.

The body, which was shot backwards like a firecracker, stopped only after being buried in the wall.

“Ugh.”

My back started to ache.

I could feel the warm blood flowing from my torn skin soaking my clothes.

Although he barely managed to protect his arms, the trunk of the World Tree that served as a buffer was flat and compressed.

Sledgehammer.

It was an incredible power that proved his nickname.

“Kuuuuu, now it’s the same.”

Malay burst into laughter at the sight of me.

“I’ll be done with the next room. It was fun, you piece of shit.”

“… … .”

My body creaked.

I realized that once I allowed myself to be hit, I would not be able to escape from his attacks.

To avoid danger, you should have thoroughly outboxed him rather than allowing infighting.

“… … The math doesn’t add up.”

“what?”

“I’m going to have to deal with such a great opponent all by myself, so I’ll get paid in addition to the information.”

If you have a conscience, you will listen.

Malay, who overheard my muttering, wiggled his eyebrows.

“You little brat, did you really have to turn back? You’ve already revealed all your assets, and you still don’t understand the situation? You’re going to die soon.”

“It would be the opposite.”

“what?”

“Who said that my capital was exhausted?”

I have not yet shown any basis for my confidence.

“Nothing to say.”

Malay approached slowly, laughing.

One of the creaking legs soon gave way and stopped working.

The two arms that displayed incredible strength were surging with electricity, as if they would short-circuit at any moment.

Even though they were bragging that everything was fine, they were unable to relieve the shock from the structure.

The odds were stacked against them.

Woohoo!

A halo of light danced around the guy.

It was a spirit that escaped from the World Tree.

In fact, it was a movement that had no meaning.

The battlefield where spirits can be active is a space where black magic is manifested.

Malay’s brute force came from machines, so there was nothing the spirit could do.

But I also had something in mind.

“Hehe, I told you it doesn’t work?”

Malay swatted away the bundle of stems I had thrown out in a fit of rage as if he were swatting away bugs.

Contrary to his relaxed words, his expression was clearly annoyed.

The current guy couldn’t display the brute strength to tear off the trunk of the World Tree.

The last bit of strength I have is used to cut off my lifeline.

After a few rounds of back and forth, I finished putting together the estimate.

“Oh, are you coming to die for me?”

Malay laughed heartily as I approached him instead of running away.

“Yeah, since it’s already over, let’s just finish it quickly and not bother each other. I thought it was a good idea.”

Malay clenched his fists together in front of his chest, exposing the severed wires.

A flash of electricity covered the light emitted by the spirit.

“You did something special at the end, so I’ll let you go especially nicely. When your skull bursts, you’ll be able to go comfortably without feeling any pain. That’s what everyone did. Well, the loser can’t say whether it hurts or not, right?”

The guy rotated his fisted arm to artificially replace the damaged pump action.

Steam rose from the vent on his forearm.

The air was sweltering with the heat that was ripening flesh.

“How about using your kindness one more time before you die? Tell me who ordered it.”

“Brotherhood 102 Branch Leader Hartig.”

“Ha, I thought it was that kid. That savage, uncivilized greenskin. The leadership should have punished him, not just given him a warning.”

This derogatory term, derived from the greenskins and goblins, was the highest level of insult in this world.

Especially when used on orcs, it becomes a call to make a life-or-death decision.

This was because their dull skin color appeared green when viewed from a distance.

“You blew it obediently, so I’ll even listen to your will. Tell me.”

He keeps dragging out the conversation.

There was no way that he would do that, since he was a kind-hearted person who was going to die.

This is because it doesn’t produce enough power to shatter my skull in one blow.

Malay was slowly reaching his physical limits.

“It’s a will.”

I searched my pockets.

The feel of the cold metal cooled the heat of my flushed skin.

“It’s not me who should be blowing it, it’s you.”

“……what?”

“Why do you think I was mumbling so much?”

It’s not about professional ethics or moral responsibility to swear to keep things confidential.

I am not a mature person enough to give a gift to an enemy who is trying to kill me and leave, saying, “If I’m going to do it anyway, I’ll cheer you up.”

“I just gave it to him smoothly with the idea that he would be going anyway and that he would be given some pocket money.”

There is no one here but us, and the dead do not speak.

It was the cheap sympathy that only the strong could give.

“Hey, look at this kid.”

Malay’s remaining facial skin rippled.

“Are you going to maintain your pride until the end?”

“Try to make a will. I’ll give you five seconds to listen to everything.”

“Get out!!”

Boooow!

The fist that had stopped spinning came crashing in with great force.

To be exact.

Kuung!

“… … !”

It sank into the ground before it could even advance halfway.

“Woodgrass.”

The arm the guy swung was covered with tree bark.

Starting from the fist, moving up to the wrist, elbow, and shoulder.

The bark, which had expanded in an instant, puffed up and became thicker and thicker.

‘Anything can be written in a certain way.’

The hard bark would have been used defensively, but it could also be used offensively.

Malay, exhausted from fatigue, couldn’t bear the added weight on his arms for a moment.

With even his last bit of concentration lost, he was in a situation similar to a bug caught in a sticky spatula, exhausted.

“What the heck… … !”

Malay struggled, but his fist buried in the ground did not move.

The forced pump stopped, and the accumulated steam was trapped inside, melting parts of the mechanical arm.

“Oh, a second has passed.”

I pulled out my pistol and checked the chamber.

As luck would have it, there was one last step left.

Crunch!

He put the gun into the guy’s open mouth and aimed it.

“Fuck, fucking shit! You son of a bitch, the Brotherhood won’t leave you alone… …!”

“I told you the time for making wills is over.”

There is only one bullet in the chamber.

That was enough.

bang!

Even the most modified human beings aren’t made of machines all the way up to their throats.

The new Malay model collapsed under smoke billowing from its muzzle.

The light in the artificial pupil went out, and the sound of gears and pumps stopped.

***

I took a lighter out of the pocket of a dismembered corpse.

It was a fancy Zippo lighter, as if he had been a smoker.

Roar roar!

Malay’s corpse burned violently with oil flowing out instead of blood.

The bark had turned to ash between them.

Through the eyes of professional medical examiners, there was a lot of information that could be gleaned from the bodies.

I didn’t need to tell them about my abilities.

Hartig will take care of the cleanup, but it was just a transactional relationship without any trust.

I, too, had to come up with a self-rescue plan as best I could.

Booooooo!

“… …Is it coming soon?”

I stopped resting and got up.

The noise of a bike approaching from a distance.

The subordinates must have come looking for him because he had been making a big fuss while fighting the Malays and there was no news from his leader.

If I didn’t want to keep fighting, I had to run away now.

‘Before that.’

I searched through the debris I had seen beforehand.

What he was holding in his hand was a hard case that Malay had received from his agent.

Even in the midst of fierce battle, he managed to maintain his form.

‘I guess I’ll have to go back and check what it is.’

It was good that there was no room for argument since it was a request that I actually finished alone.

I left my post, comforted by the modest extra income.