[You are permitted to have a private meeting with the prisoner dokkaebi 'Paul'.]
[The free private meeting time is 20 minutes, and we will proceed with the meetings one by one in turn.]
As soon as the execution dokkaebi finished speaking, Kim Dokja and Paul's bodies shimmered, and soon their forms appeared in a transparent dome created in the air.
'I'm second? Actually, that's good.... I have time to prepare....'
After waiting for 20 minutes while preparing thoroughly, the first private meeting finally ended.
[The first 'dokkaebi private meeting' has ended.]
Kim Dokja's body shimmered again. Kim Dokja had moved next to his companions.
The companions instantly gathered around Kim Dokja. They clung to him, saying they felt relieved and praising him for doing well.
I glanced at them once, then looked at the future Shin Yuseung hesitating behind the companions.
"Huh?"
Future Shin Yuseung seemed to notice my gaze. She looked back at me, and I smiled towards her and said
"I'll get revenge for you, so watch closely."
Swoosh!
It seemed the time had come. My body shimmered, and at some point, I had moved to the transparent dome where Paul was.
"Paul, let me tell you in advance... I won't hit you lightly like Kim Dokja did... Star Platinum!"
Ora!
Then, Star Platinum appeared beside me.
[The constellations in the channel are staring at something that appeared beside you.]
'Huh? Can they see it?' 'It seems the constellations can see my Star Platinum.'
"Well... whatever..."
Then, as if it was enough, I immediately slammed Star Platinum's fist into Paul.
Ora!
Ora!
Oraaaa!
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After feeding him roughly 1080 hits from Star Platinum's rush, I immediately took out a bottle of Crystal Cola from my inventory and drank it all on the spot, and
Crash!
"Gwaaaak!!!"
I directly smashed the cola bottle on his head.
"Why are you hurting so much from just this?"
This is just the beginning
Then, I started to gang up on him with the numerous clones that appeared around me.
"Hey! Step on him fucking hard!!!"
"Eat! Eat! Eat! Haaaat!"
"Get stepped to death!!"
"Wadadadat!!!"
The summoned clones immediately delivered about 124 kicks, kicking him to death, and then, as a substitute, they roughly plucked his fur instead of his skin.
Of course, with my own hands
"Gah! Kyah! Gwaak! Guk! Ggeok! Gwaak!!"
Seeing Paul scream in pain every time his fur was plucked, I thought it was a good sight.
After that, I hit him with a bat, stepped on him, beat him, grilled him, etc., making it as painful as possible within my abilities.
[The constellation 'Demon-like Judge of Fire' is nodding at your actions.]
[The constellation 'Prisoner of the Golden Headband' feels a strange pleasure from your actions.]
[The constellation 'Black Flame Dragon of the Abyss' finds your actions amusing.]
[The constellation 'Secretive Plotter' is intently watching your actions.]
[The Demon King 'God of Wrath and Lust' likes your actions.]
[The constellation 'Walker of Boundaries' sponsors 100,000 coins, telling you to hit him more fiercely.]
Me and the clones nodded at the message and, with flames wrapped around our hands, literally beat the dokkaebi fiercely.
How much time had passed like that? Finally, the private meeting ended, and Paul was hit by roughly 1080 punches from Star Platinum, about 156 kicks, about 165 punches, and about 356 other miscellaneous hits, totaling 1757 hits.
As a result, I consumed 878,500 coins, but the constellations who were watching me beat the dokkaebi Paul sponsored a total of 543,900 coins, so I ultimately consumed 334,600 coins.
"Your downfall... is just one thing... Paul, just one simple answer..."
You made me angry!
I said that to Paul, who had lost consciousness and was being taken away by the execution dokkaebi in a bloody state, and then turned my head.
[You have achieved unbelievable feats.]
[You have broken the dokkaebi's jar.]
[A legend-grade myth, 'One Who Breaks the Dokkaebi's Jar', has been born.]
[You have kicked the dokkaebi's crotch.]
[A historical-grade myth, 'Emperor of Neutering', has been born.]
[You have ganged up on the dokkaebi.]
[A legend-grade myth, 'One Who Gangs Up on Dokkaebis', has been born.]
After lightly dismissing the successive system messages, I used Soft & Wet to handle the dokkaebi's blood on my hands and headed towards my companions.