Damn Necromancer

Chapter 419: Eastern Witch Coven (3)

[Restraints of Tartarus]

[Rank: Mythical]

[An absolute shackle forged by clumping dimensional fragments to permanently confine high-ranking divine races who once turned their backs on the Heavenly Realm to the bottom of the abyss. Upon contact, it suppresses the target's divine status and drags their essence down to the abyss.]

[Effect 1. Falling Status] Immediately upon equipping, forcibly seals the target's divine status, disguising the target as a feeble existence at the level of a mortal to the system and the universe's observation network.

[Effect 2. Weight of the Abyss] While equipped, all stats are vastly decreased, and the flow of mana and divine power within the body is extremely restricted.

[Effect 3. Absolute Severance] The thick abyss of Tartarus distorts the system's scan and transmits false result values.

Ananke pushed up her monocle and smiled chillingly.

"Here, you need to concentrate your status once more with the mystery of compression and distort the observation with the chaos attribute. And finally, I will weave the thread of fate to forcibly insert you into the system roster as the 1,322nd participant."

"Opening the door once is quite hard."

"Because the system is such an existence."

Kim Minwoo stroked his chin.

"Can it be released in the middle?"

"It is possible. But you cannot equip it twice. And the moment you release it, the system firewall will recognize the Lord's core and immediately activate the exclusion protocol. You will never be able to participate in the ritual again. Whether you live or die will be up to luck."

Kim Minwoo nodded his head.

Risk burden?

Naturally, it was big.

However, thinking of the rewards that would lie beyond the end of the ritual, this level of risk was well worth willingly bearing.

Wasn't it the ritual that made even an orc an apostle?

It said it would give what one desires.

There were several things Kim Minwoo needed right now.

Ingredients for elixirs to liberate potential.

The remaining legacies of the Death Lord.

Above all…….

'The system. I need information regarding this guy.'

The system had generously given everything so far.

However, a price also existed.

His memories in reality before being sucked into the game had become hazy like watered-down coffee.

Plus the 1st existence and the true masterminds beyond the veil rolling this entire system.

Rather than the Outer Gods, there was even less information on this side.

It was said that to catch a tiger, one must jump into the tiger's den.

If it was the Ascension Ritual…….

Perhaps he might be able to approach the secrets related to the system.

It was the moment Kim Minwoo was about to pick up the Restraints of Tartarus on the table.

"Wait."

Ananke raised her hand like unfolding a fan and stopped him.

"Are you just going to go? What about your face."

"What about my face."

"You are the hottest celebrity in this field right now. A critical biography with your face plastered as large as a gate is selling out on a dimensional scale, so what will you do if a challenger recognizing your bare face appears in the Ascension Ritual?"

Ananke fingered her monocle and chillingly pointed out.

"It'll be troublesome if the system even happens to notice, won't it?"

Kim Minwoo placed his hand on his forehead.

It was a side effect of the idolization work.

To think having his face too well-known was also a problem. He didn't know the saying 'good things are accompanied by demons' would hit home this much.

As he was at a loss, Ananke slowly pulled up the corners of her mouth and gestured into the empty air.

Kkaak—!

A crow flew over holding a heavy wooden box in its feet.

As the lid opened, colorful, plain masks revealed themselves.

[Ananke's Handmade Disguise Mask]

[Rank: Legendary.]

[A special infiltration kit personally made by the Grand Witch by compressing crow feathers. Upon equipping, it randomly distorts the appearance information recognized by the system. However, the direction of the disguise is strictly fixed towards looking like a pushover. (Single-use)]

"Let me introduce it. It's my handmade disguise kit. If you use it, your true appearance will absolutely never be exposed to the system or to the eyes of other challengers. It's handmade by me, stitch by stitch, so the performance is certain."

……It did seem certain.

Because otherwise, a Legendary rank wouldn't have been attached to a disposable disguise mask without much effect.

"How long is it maintained once used?"

"Until the wearer decides to cancel it. Ah, it's 50 Witch Coins per piece."

"……You're very certain down to the promotional sales event. But wait."

Kim Minwoo stopped his hand right as he was about to pick up the mask.

Come to think of it, covering only himself wouldn't solve the matter.

If the Death Lord was famous, naturally, the appearances of his limbs, the four Legion Commanders, and the Divine Beast Hayangi, would also be somewhat known.

Didn't they act actively in the Demon Realm, the Heavenly City, and even in Galaxy. At this point, it was highly likely that not only his own but also the Legion Commanders' appearances had been exposed.

'Even if I disguise myself…….'

If the summons got caught, that would also be meaningless.

Seureureuk.

Kim Minwoo opened his shadow and summoned the four Legion Commanders and Hayangi in a row.

"If I'm going to cover up anyway, it'd be better for these guys to all wear disguises too. Since I have to work them inside the ritual."

"Oh my, how thorough. The one for the Divine Beast takes twice the feathers so it's 100 Witch Coins, and the ones for the Legion Commanders are 30 Witch Coins each, four of them. 270 Witch Coins in total."

"I don't have any Witch Coins to make additional payments right now, though."

"It's fine, it's fine. I knew that'd be the case so I prepared everything."

Ananke grinned and flicked her finger.

Then, from the empty air, premium parchment, quill pens, and numerous equipment poured down onto the table like a mountain.

"I was just in need of more signed copies anyway. Pack these full of autographs for me. Then I'll clear the cost of the disguise kits and deduct it from your remaining debt too."

"Ha."

Kim Minwoo clicked his tongue.

This Grand Witch.

Her business acumen was beyond imagination.

"You aren't expecting me to do all of these myself, are you?"

"I'm not that ruthless."

Ananke pointed alternately at the mountains of paper and the skeletons, giving a seductive eye smile.

"You just have to summon them, hand them quill pens, control them with your magic, and make them do proxy signatures. On Earth, they call that contract manufacturing…… what, OEM method, don't they?"

"……."

Kim Minwoo burst into a chuckle as if he was dumbfounded.

To think the strongest witch in the universe would think of applying a Necromancer's authority merely to run an idol merch factory.

He had no choice but to click his tongue at that idea perfectly steeped in capitalism.

But on the other hand, he also had this thought.

'Perhaps she became the head of a faction because she's this steeped in it.'

"Good. Let's do it, that transaction."

Ttak—!

As Kim Minwoo flicked his finger, a horde of skeletons rose up rattling and stuck to the desk.

As Kim Minwoo scribbled an original signature, the bones worked the quill pens like machines and began stamping out tons of perfect forgeries…… no, legitimate proxy signatures.

It wasn't difficult.

Since the fact that he could transmit thoughts in the first place meant perfect forgery was possible.

Sagaksagaksagak!

A horde of undead without fatigue or laziness.

Thanks to that, they were able to finish signing tens of thousands of equipment in a mere 30 minutes.

After completing the legitimate transaction like that.

Kim Minwoo brought a white mask to his face.

Ttiring—.

[The disguise has been applied.]

[The appearance information is reconstructed into a pushover form.]

Taking a quick peek into the mirror, Kim Minwoo clicked his tongue.

The sharp impression was nowhere to be found, and inside was a naive country bumpkin who had just come to the city from plowing fields.

The Ascension Ritual where all sorts of capable rookies from all dimensions gathered.

It was an appearance that would blatantly be treated with contempt even there.

However, to slaughter beginners in a newbie dungeon, this pushover-like appearance was perfect for drawing aggro.

Soon, Kim Minwoo put masks on Hayangi and the four Legion Commanders one after another.

Ttiring!

Ttiring!

The brilliant figure of the Divine Beast disappeared and it transformed into a grubby, fat neighborhood pigeon.

Its belly was puffed up as if it had picked up and eaten too much birdseed from somewhere, and even its feather color was close to gray.

The Dragon Knight Cedric was an arthritis-ridden country old man leaning on a cane and trembling.

The Archmage Merhen, who freezes battlefields, was a malnourished civil service exam student wearing horn-rimmed glasses.

The captivating Vampire Queen Olivia was a tough neighborhood middle-aged woman wearing baggy monppe pants.

The Balrog King Vulcan, who used to command the Demon Realm, was…… a snot-nosed little kid gripping a lollipop and sniffling.

"……The lineup is crazy."

Kim Minwoo placed his hand on his forehead.

The Legendary-rank item definitely lived up to its name.

It looked like a large country family had come as a group to sightsee in Seoul.

Kim Minwoo drew up the knowledge of the Outer God, the mystery of compression. He forcibly concentrated his massive divine status, and the ashen chaos spewed by Hayangi, who had become a pigeon, was overwritten on top of it.

The wave of a Higher God perfectly distorted into that of an ordinary mortal.

Confirming the disguise was finished, Kim Minwoo picked up the Restraints of Tartarus with both hands.

Cheolgeureok—!

Along with a heavy metallic sound, the red shackles wrapped around Kim Minwoo's neck, wrists, and ankles with a cold touch.

Ttiring—!

[Warning! The Restraints of Tartarus have been equipped!]

[All stats vastly decrease to the realm of a mortal!]

[Divine status is forcibly sealed!]

[The status of possessed skills vastly decreases!]

"Keueueuk……!"

In an instant, a groan burst out.

The massive mana pool and authority that had crushed the universe were ignorantly compressed as if crushed by a press, and a pain that felt like tearing the soul rushed in.

Into the chest of the panting Kim Minwoo, the golden thread of fate woven by Ananke pierced through.

It was the final wedge forcibly sewing him into the system roster as the 1,322nd participant.

The [Ring of Ascension] held in the hand of Kim Minwoo, who was breathing heavily, reacted fiercely.

Ttiring—!

[Checking account bypass connection and disguised data…….]

[Re-exploration of the challenger's status completed. Mortal wave confirmed.]

[Successfully passed inspection!]

[Welcome. The 1,322nd challenger dreaming of ascension!]

[Beginning transmission to the Ascension Ritual's waiting room from now on.]

[Beyond that altar at the end of ascension, all truths and answers of the universe you crave await.]

[Cast off the shackles of mortality and prove your qualification to reach beyond the veil.]

[Please, survive.]

Kim Minwoo swept back his sweat-drenched bangs and smiled wickedly with the face of a naive country bumpkin.

If it doesn't work, make it work.

Eventually, it worked.

Paaaat—!

The blinding golden light spewed from the ring swallowed Kim Minwoo and the country large family party whole.

The stagnant water party was beginning to step foot into the holy land of newbies.

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