The Shaman Wants Transcendence - The Shaman Wants Transcendence chapter 106

106 – Independence Is Coming

Upon sighting the talking mushroom, the soldiers acted in unison as they had been trained.

Pressing the button attached to the ski mask worn on the face to activate the purification magic, and to prepare for dazzle, the goggles he was wearing switched to camera mode. Then, the transparent goggles turned black, and the small camera in the center of the goggles activated and transmitted images to the inside of the goggles instead of human eyes.

The earplugs worn in the ears changed their properties due to magical power and stuck to the ears, blocking external noise and activating the communication function using magical power.

However, Viktor continued to listen without using the noise blocking function of his earplugs.

This was Viktor’s own confidence in not being possessed by just listening.

[Hung-gle! Hung-gle! ]

[ When the time comes, we will eat ~ ]

[Hung-gle! Hung-gle! ]

[I invite guests when they come.]

[And say. ]

[Have a nice meal! ]

[Hope you have a happy meal! ]

The mushrooms moved their bodies up and down as if they were happy to sing, and they rocked their bodies little by little from side to side as if they were doing a shoulder dance. The sight of them dancing and singing behind the giant ferris wheel burning like the sun was like watching a parade that can be seen at an amusement park.

The only difference is that, unlike the parade in which people wear doll masks and march, there are no people inside singing now.

Viktor looked at the singing mushroom and murmured.

“Is it a sorceress thing?”

Fairy.

A word meaning a supernatural being that has personality but is not human and is not transcendent.

They were also beings that could be easily found in legends, folktales, or myths. Right now, nymphs from Greek and Roman mythology belong to fairies, and beings in stories that were regarded as neighbors and taboos by Europeans also belong to fairies.

And fairy sorcerers were those who mainly used witchcraft to imitate and summon these fairies.

The fairies they summoned, more accurately called ‘fairy mimics’, had powers similar to those of the fairies in the story.

As this fairy mimetic creation magic was handed down along with tales, few were lost, and many remained, and because of its good accessibility, shamans used to learn one or two even though it was not their specialty.

However, that does not mean that there is no clear solution.

It was said that shamans were learning a lot, but the number of shamans themselves was small.

Since the sample itself is small, there is no way that there is a proper manual.

So, all Viktor can do is detect elements that could pose a threat other than witchcraft.

“Scan it.”

Upon Viktor’s command, a wizard wearing a special helmet for scanning stepped forward and looked at the singing mushroom. The information was then sent to the armored truck, which sent him information about the mushroom-like sprite from the database.

“There are no pitfalls.”

“Tsk. There are no traps. If that’s the case, you’re saying that the mushroom acts as a trap.”

Viktor clicked his tongue and complained.

“This is why sorcery is annoying. I don’t know.”

Viktor sighed and began to guess.

“It’s in the shape of a mushroom, so maybe it can spread spores when it’s shocked, right?”

“That’s right.”

“If you burn it with fire and the smoke contains hallucinogens or poisons, it will be dangerous.. However, if you try to attack with water, you could get bigger if you make a mistake. But getting too close is crazy. It would be difficult if something like a curse were hidden after it was damaged.”

“That’s right.”

“Disgusting shaman bastards.”

The mushroom continued to sing and shake as if asking why it didn’t come closer. It even made me hate it because it looked similar to people urging me to drink more at a drinking party.

“Bлять!”

Viktor felt the urge to hit the vodka bottle on the shoulder-dancing mushroom head.

He took one glaring look at the mushroom, which gnawed at the gap, then signaled to the soldiers to withdraw. I was going to get away from the mushroom and then burn it to ashes with multiple rockets.

Shells were always the answer to obscure things.

Then the mushroom sang as if telling them not to go.

[Guests have to eat~]

[Guests need to be treated well~]

[How to need rest on a difficult journey! ]

[How a tired traveler needs a warm meal! ]

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The singing voice was different from before, and it was urgent.

However, Viktor and the soldiers didn’t care what the lyrics were, and headed out of the amusement park, and eventually reached the entrance.

However, since all the evil spirits were cut down, someone was standing at the entrance where no one should be.

Someone wearing a worn-out wooden mask and wearing a rag-like piece of cloth.

Monster.

It’s like being somewhere between a human and a monster.

It seems to be somewhere between plants and animals.

It was such a bizarre existence.

It raised its head slowly and asked in a husky voice.

[Where are you going? ]

The worn-out wooden mask looked like it would break at any moment.

Rotten parts were visible everywhere, and there were unknown stains on it, as if it had been lying on the floor for a long time. Strangely, however, the stain wriggled and changed its shape as if it were alive, and whenever it moved, something rose from the wooden mask.

Something like white powder.

Growing gradually to form pillars and lampshades.

Yes.

Mushrooms were growing on the wooden mask.

And that too at a very fast pace.

The mushrooms that grew up in that way could not overcome their weight and fell to the floor, and as they fell, the mushrooms formed a small mountain, which came together and turned into a size the size of a human head. Then, it takes root on the spot and transforms into a single entity, creating small horizontal lines on the pillars.

[Hung-gle! ]

[Hung-gle! ]

It has become the same as the talking mushroom that grew on the roadside earlier.

So the entrance was blocked.

Neither iron bars nor evil spirits.

By mushrooms no more than the size of a human head.

[Let’s go eat. ]

The monster wearing a wooden mask looked directly at Viktor and said,

And the mushrooms that grew next to the monster all twitched and sang.

[ Treat guests when they come! ]

[When guests come, eat! ]

[Because that’s the rule of Hung-Gl! ]

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Noise flowed from the wooden mask along with singing.

Viktor sighed in annoyance and blew sword energy into his sword.The sword energy, like a blazing flame, flowed through the silver and soared, and it swayed here and there as if it would jump out of the sword at any moment.

It was as if the anger Viktor felt was directly reflected in the sword.

“I don’t eat anything other than meat, okay?”

With those words, he swung his sword and fired his sword.

The sword blade that flew through the air accurately cut the monster’s waist and tore it in two, and the monster was cut diagonally into two pieces as he gazed at Viktor. However, even though he had to fall to the floor due to gravity, the monster kept his posture as the cross section was cut and looked straight at Viktor.

[I just prepared the meat. How is it? ]

Viktor’s swordsmanship was of no use to the monstrosity, as it damaged and repaired the wounds and prevented them from regenerating.

The wounds cut diagonally were filled in an instant, like kneading clay, and the rags he was wearing returned to their original form as if they had never happened.

[ Viktor Alexandrovich Smirnov. It will be a very exciting time for you too. ]

As before, the monster spoke to Viktor in a calm voice mingled with noise.

[Hung-gle! ]

[Hunge is an interesting thing! ]

[Hungle is definitely coming! ]

[ Okay! Like! ]

[Like fate! ]

The mushroom sang as if responding to the monster’s words.

“You’re afraid you’re not a sorcerer, so you’re trying to seduce people with your tongue. Do you know I’ve seen people like you once or twice? A gypsy girl who knows how to read fortunes once tried to seduce me and steal my valuables, and a swindler came and said it was a good investment place. There was a time when they were aiming for money that was like my blood, saying there was a stock trader. There was a time when a stockbroker asked how it was to invest in China, and there was a guy who tried to scam money saying that it guaranteed a return. Do you know what happened to all of them?”

Viktor sneered at the monster’s words and swung his sword again.

The sword drawn by a bell cut through the air and reached the monster, drawing a straight line from the monster’s groin to the top of his head, cutting him to pieces.

Viktor swung his sword at random, as if he couldn’t be satisfied with that.

Horizontally, diagonally. Crosswise again. Back to the species.

To the point where the shooting sword made the shape of a net, and before long it came close to mere hacking without the least rules. And the gaps are gradually filled so that it eventually becomes a shape close to a plane.

His hand moved with imperceptible swiftness, and he swung and swung the sword until the swinging sword had not pierced the air but became part of it.

So the monster disappeared without a trace.

It has been torn apart by the sword.

Yes.

Literally, it was shattered by the sword attacking in a form close to a plane.

The dirty wooden mask had no powder left, and the pieces of cloth were chopped into such fine pieces that it would be ambiguous to even call them pieces. Like putting a person in a blender and grinding it, everything was shattered like that.

“Everyone has disappeared from the world like this.”

But strangely, despite being cut like that, there wasn’t a drop of blood or a single piece of flesh.

[ Big-to-le- ]

This meant that the monster was just a doll, not a real person.

[I’ll be waiting under the ferris wheel. ]

The body that had been torn apart by Viktor’s sword skills gathered again in the form of powder. The powder made a shape similar to a human head as if it were alive, and heard the sound of flying insects.He spoke to Viktor in a strange tone that seemed to be made with a human voice.

[There is delicious meat. Welcome- ]

After that, Mushroom shouted.

[Delicious meat! ]

[ Meat that picky eater Victor would also like! ]

[Russian hillbilly who has never left Russia doesn’t know this taste! ]

[It’s softer than the lamb I stole as a child! ]

[It’s more fragrant than the chicken I bought right after I got paid! ]

Viktor briefly squinted his right eye at the mushroom’s song.

Then he thought for a moment about what he was thinking, and then he said.

“I was curious about your face.”

Then the shape of the face raised the corners of the mouth as if smiling.

[I can show you that much, so please come before the meat cools down. ]