Chapter 171 Dark Altar
The young girl was in a great mood.
She was even in a somewhat ecstatic state.
She reached into the snack box in front of her, took out a skewer, and put it into her mouth. She bit down on the meat, and the spicy seasoning burst out with the juices from the roasted, crispy meat. The rich oil mixed with the fragrant chopped green onions, tantalizing the girl’s young taste buds. Even Kazumi, who was usually indifferent to such things, showed a look of extreme enjoyment.
She then picked up a can of carbonated drink and took a big gulp, letting out a “shoo—” sound, like something only uncles would do. Kazumi slumped back into the chair.
The sweetness of the soda suppressed the burning spiciness on her tongue, while the unique fizziness of the soda brought a new sensation to her stimulated tongue and throat.
This unique satisfaction that only late-night snackers could experience was something those boring people with regular schedules and diets could never enjoy!
Of course, neither could diseases.
Lazily slumping back onto the chair, Kazumi quietly savored the long-lost feeling of fullness and satisfaction, as well as the mental fatigue from staying up a bit late.
Looking at herself in the mirror with a rosy complexion and faint oil stains on the corners of her mouth, Kazumi’s usually cold expression was replaced by laziness, and she was relaxed, which was rare.
It was also a celebration.
She summoned the Black Coffin, and with a fluctuation of death aura, Little Black, covered in disgusting fangs, emerged from it. It obediently crawled to the table and extended its sharp paws, silently starting to clean up the food scraps and trash on the table.
She gently pushed back with her feet, making a small space for Little Black and the Black Coffin to clean up the trash. Kazumi was then able to straighten her body completely and stretch with a huge, earth-shattering yawn.
“Ah, finally, something went my way.”
Kazumi turned around in her chair, retracted her stretched body, and petted Little Black, who was obediently squatting beside her after cleaning up the food scraps. The comfort in her heart increased by a few more points.
As she stroked Little Black’s head, the only part not covered by teeth, Kazumi seemed to think of something. She reached into her pocket and rummaged through the change she got from buying late-night snacks. In the very depths, the girl fumbled around and finally found… a mouth?
“That’s right, this is how a villain organization should communicate. What was Uncle Fukada’s ‘King of the Heavens Overpowers the Earth’ slogan before?”
Kazumi played with the surprisingly realistic, or rather, completely genuine mouth in her hand, and the more she looked at it, the happier she became.
According to [Shell], if there was a mission or something that needed attention, he would contact her through this mouth. She just needed to hide it in a secret place.
Recalling the young man’s final instructions, Kazumi pondered for a moment. After issuing a command to all the creatures within the consciousness of the [Black Coffin] to prohibit food, she casually threw the mouth into it.
After all, she had absolute control over the matters within the [Black Coffin], so she wasn’t worried about not being able to reply to messages in time. As for security, were there any places in this world safer and more hidden than a territory that existed in a different dimension?
With another problem solved, the girl’s mood improved a few more points. Finally, her troublesome affairs were going smoothly.
Before this, Kazumi had been living in a state of constant distress. Ever since she transmigrated, she had been targeted by older students due to family matters. Later, when she went out to eat with Uncle Fukada, she was recognized and nearly put on the wanted list. However, she had also been blacklisted by the Heroes Association.
She lived cautiously, and after finally dispelling their suspicions, she accidentally provoked a new force while experimenting with her new abilities. She was also inexplicably mistaken for someone else and took the blame for other organizations.
And recently, it had gotten even more outrageous. During a normal final exam, she was attacked by enemies at the best hero school in the country and was almost taken down. Later, her emotions were exploited by the enemies. If it weren’t for the uniqueness of her abilities, she would have been caught up in a dramatic love triangle with the dog.
When times change, the girl had always believed in this. A person couldn’t be unlucky forever; everyone had their good times! As an illegal immigrant, she couldn’t be too hasty; it was most important to slowly accumulate her power.
Having struggled to survive until now, Kazumi finally had an excellent opportunity to become wealthy.
The special space created by the executive of the [Shadow] organization, the new companion who was so scared that they collapsed on the ground and lost most of their combat strength due to their aura, Master [Shell] essentially hinting at a competition for rewards, and the excellent quality flesh and blood materials on the ground.
With the premise that all the blame could be shifted to [Shadow], the largest villain organization in the country, Kazumi found no reason not to act, unless she couldn’t defeat them?
Of course, this was all just Kazumi’s excessive worry. These people who had just mastered their abilities, with no proficiency, and even no combat experience, could not be opponents for Little Black, the enhanced, fearless ghoul.
Except for the one who looked like a worldly woman, the other few individuals became victims of Little Black’s claws before they could even use their abilities. The purple venom released by the woman could only slightly burn the fangs on Little Black’s body, but it could not harm it at all.
After all, it was a bit too ridiculous for the undead to be poisoned.
The blonde thug, however, was different from his foolish appearance. He cleverly tried to bypass Little Black to attack Kazumi’s true form. With his abilities, he even managed to break through Little Black’s interception.
Then, he was smashed into a pulp by the Black Coffin that fell from the sky.
Looking at the thoroughly and evenly mashed meat pulp on the ground, which was even more vigorous than the meatballs Kazumi’s mother made in her previous life, even the usually thrifty Kazumi felt a bit reluctant to reuse it. She had to treat it as a reward for Little Black’s hard fight.
Later, when Kazumi put the harvested flesh and blood materials into the Black Coffin, the system notification she had anticipated finally sounded.
Just as Kazumi predicted, she finally obtained the thing she had been longing for. This meant that once her territory was expanded to the size required to build the [Graveyard Hill], she could officially embark on a path of development.
“It should be about time.”
Pulling herself out of her thoughts, Kazumi glanced at the time beside her, summoned the Black Coffin, and walked straight into it.
The thick and fragrant death aura rushed towards her, calming her somewhat excited mood. She walked towards the right side, which was specifically designated for placing buildings. As the last trace of green mist in her eyes dissipated.
A huge altar-like building appeared before the young girl. As if driven by some power, the surrounding materials continuously flew and assembled themselves into the shape of the building.
As the last brick was put in place, two clusters of eerie green flames erupted from the circular discs on both sides of the altar, surrounded by skull heads. And the coffin lid in the center, reflecting an inverted cross, slowly moved aside, revealing a huge dark hole in the middle.
[Dark Altar, Construction Complete.]
(PS: Here it comes.)
