Chapter - 497 - That Afternoon (5) 1.txt
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[497] That afternoon (5)
"do … "
Kanya spit out involuntarily.
"Run away."
Babel didn't answer.
Due to the priority of the Syrone Algorithm, it was an order that could not be followed.
But to Kanya, algorithms didn't matter anymore.
It is because the face of the most important person who had to leave a year ago overlaps with the appearance of Babel who protects her and Lena.
'mom… … .'
Babel is not a mother.
Because they are not living things, they do not feel pain, and because they do not have life, they have no fear of death.
It was completely different from the mother who willingly accepted death for the sake of her children without expressing her pain.
"Run away! I don't want to be helped by the likes of you!"
But why are the tears flowing?
My father's death is still clearly imprinted in my head, so why does my heart hurt so much?
"Babel protects Kanya and Lena."
The vibrations of her torso bursting and cracking mixed with noise in her audio system.
"You are the enemy! You killed my dad! you killed my dad! You are not my mother!"
"Babel pays a price when the war is over."
"no! I mean no!"
Kanya hugged Babel and cried.
The thought that there was still someone protecting him was so unfair and resentful, but a sense of regret flooded over him, wondering why he hadn't realized it a little earlier.
As Girshin's attack became stronger, Babel's aircraft began to shake more violently.
The red panels embedded in Babel's eyes flickered, and machine fragments resembling human flesh spurted out like a fountain behind him.
It is dying.
Clearly, Kanya felt that way about Babel's condition.
"What if I leave like this! you will kill me! I will kill you in the most painful way!"
Machines don't die.
only disintegrates.
Babel decided that the information should be passed on, but erased the sentence immediately before output.
"I feel no pain. but… … ,"
Kanya, covered in tears and snot, looked up.
For the first time, a clear voice with noise removed leaked from Babel's still cold face.
"Maybe this is the pain."
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa"
A crushing sadness weighed on Kanya's heart.
"I'm sorry I couldn't protect you until the end."
As the red panels of the Babel burned brilliantly, Kanya shook her head like a child and shouted.
"no! don't do it! It's an order! according to my instructions! I mean don't do it!"
Given an impossible order, Babel searched for answers for a while, but there was no option to stop her tears.
Perhaps it was an illusion, but Kanya thought that Babel had a slightly troubled smile on his lips.
– Execute self-destruct mode. Map weapon Babel.
Babel, who had risked everything with a probability of less than 0.1 percent and endured destruction so far, raised its output to the maximum.
"Oohhhh!"
As Girsin glared at the shattered back of Babel and struck the final blow, a flash of light was fired from the glass sphere that served as the muzzle for the map weapon.
"this… … !"
As the glass sphere shattered, the photoelectric cannon spread carelessly.
A flash of light devastated the area around the rear radius, and there was nothing left where it passed.
-Target removal failed.
After accepting the final signal from the central device, Babel tried every possible way to restart the machine, but there was nothing he could do as it was horribly destroyed.
'Cane… … .'
As soon as a short name was entered into the computing device, the power to all devices was cut off, and eternal darkness came.
"no! wake up! I can't die! I mean get up again!"
Kanya hugged the upper body of the barbell and sobbed. He missed the most hated machine in the world.
* * *
Babel's photoelectric cannon devastated a 2km radius to the rear.
It was such a speed of reaction, great power, and range that even Girshin of the world could not be sure of life or death.
However, since it was only a family, his expression was not good as he stood on a plateau 3 kilometers away from the battlefield.
The moment Babel's muzzle caught the light, about 100 glass plates around him flashed and moved the space.
signal.
All giants know the power of Ikael's triangular Mara and Ashur.
'Ashur. Ymir's rival.'
Girshin glared at Ashur with a kind eye.
It is now a thing of the past to compete for the position of the best commander in heaven, but Ashur was still a thorn in the eye for Ymir, who thought he was the best.
"I don't say thank you. I could have avoided that kind of surprise."
Even if he was second in the ranks of the giants, if the opponent was the archangel's triangular Mara, he would not be in a position to stand up for himself, but Ashur didn't care.
If pride had been important to him, he would not have evacuated Girshin in the first place.
"Don't underestimate Babel's computational power. It was unpredictable. Would you admit it too?"
"Heh, like that or not. If you die, you die. Running away is not to the taste of giants."
"no. Further battles are pointless. All we can do is minimize power loss for the next war."
Girshin frowned and asked.
"What nonsense are you talking about? Victory is just around the corner."
"You still don't know, what lies at the end of this war?"
"We only fight. The outcome is irrelevant."
"Then let me tell you this. Why is Ymir still not moving?"
Girshin was silent.
Ymir's animalistic intuition has already reached a level so transcendent that it cannot even be called the realm of animals.
"this… … Isn't it the end?"
Ashur nodded.
"Currently, Satan has descended on Jebul and is destroying the angels. The human side cast a powerful magic that aimed directly at Arabot. Whichever comes first, at this rate Heaven will perish."
Girshin's expression began to grow serious.
"But Captain Ymir is not moving. thus… … ."
"okay."
Realizing that no further explanation was necessary, Ashur cut off his words and concluded.
"The will of Ra will be activated soon."
* * *
Second thousand Rakia.
Gangnan, whose wrists were tied, was standing with his legs half undone in the Hall of Corruption object
Kang Nan, who had been tortured all night, was horrendous, and his strength was so weak that he couldn't even control himself.
The biggest problem was the eyes that lost their vitality.
Gaold does not come.
It was more understanding than resentment.
I was convinced that I could do it because I watched how intensely Gaold lived to save Miro.
"It is past noon. It seems to have abandoned you."
Yuriel, who was floating with her arms folded outside the castle wall, looked over the destroyed bridge and said.
Gangnan did not answer.
I already knew it, but admitting it with my mouth was a completely different matter.
Uriel slowly turned around and looked back at Kariel standing next to Kang Nan.
'I'm more weak than before.'
An angel's greatness comes from the mind, so trauma directly affects their sense of presence.
Although Rayel canceled the stop magic, the humiliation suffered by humans further hurt Kariel, who was already weak.
Dark shadows fell under her eyes, and her handsome face was parched, devoid of any Archangel's authority.
Whoa oh oh!
A gale blew in from Arrabot.
Just the sand mixed with the wind hitting the backboard made Gangnan feel the pain of burning his skin.
'Life is… … pain.'
I said so.
Gaold.
"Kariel-sama, let the execution begin."
The fallen angel Mauriel approached and asked for permission, but Kariel was still silent.
After being subjected to human magic, his hatred for humans deepened in his weakened mind.
The question was, what was the source of that hatred?
'I am… … .'
When did you start hating humans?
The doubt that Kariel had never thought about met exactly at the point of contact with the question that Uriel had always thought about.
'Yes, Kariel. Isn't it strange indeed? Angels are great, but humans are confused. Indeed we… … .'
Are they really superior to humans?
There is no future of Heaven without an answer to that question.
That's why Yuriel decided to watch Kariel's long fight to the end, and it finally came to fruition.
"He is coming."
All the remaining fallen angels and Maras in Rakia turned their heads to the plain in front of the wall.
Mikea Gaold, who had made them realize the terrible desires of humans, was moving slowly.
"Uh, why… … ?"
Kang Nan looked at Gaold with a shocked expression. It was an unbelievable sight even after seeing it with my own eyes.
When Uriel landed on the ground, Gaold stopped walking.
"Where is the maze?"
"… … ."
Gaold didn't answer and looked up at Gangnan.
She was carrying all her weight with her hands in handcuffs, her clothes were torn and there were numerous scars.
Gaold, who had been looking at her for a long time with an expressionless face, suddenly opened his mouth and smiled coolly.
"Quack. You got it right, mutt."
"This… … !"
Gangnan, who gritted his teeth and squeezed his strength, shouted.
"You fool! Why the hell did you come here!"
It was an honest feeling of gangnan.
It's a maze that's been recovered, but it's time to run only for her, so what am I supposed to do when I give up everything and come here?
"Seeing how rough your mouth is, it looks like you can still hold on."
"go back! I mean go to the maze! Have you forgotten what it cost you to come here?"
"Yeah, I forgot."
"… … what?"
Kang Nan was at a loss for words at the words he uttered so easily and put on a dazed expression.
"I forgot what price you paid to save me until now."
Kang Nan, who had tears in his eyes, desperately held back the cry that was about to vomit.
Did you know?
I've never talked about it, and I've never wanted him to know.
Therefore, Gangnan could be satisfied with this.
"okay. so go back Because I'm fine… … Because please… … Go find happiness."
Gaold took another step.
As the distance with Uriel got closer, all the fallen angels flew in and surrounded Gaold.
Gaold, forced to stop again, looked up at Gangnan and raised a corner of his mouth.
"Don't be too angry. Even if you don't notice, I'll leave on my own. But before that, shouldn't we keep our promise?"
Gangnan's lips trembled.
'no. Do not say.'
"I said I would never leave you again."
My heart started beating wildly.
A benevolent smile, rarely seen on Gaold, conveyed a feeling of extreme unease.
Gaold did not abandon the maze, nor did he come to save himself.
I was thinking of getting rid of all the hatred I had built up towards the world through 20 years of suffering.
Mauryel approached with a sneer.
"I must have told you to bring Miro. Do you think you can go back alive even if you violate the offer?"
"Ha, this guy and that guy… … ."
Gaold bowed his head and sighed softly.
And when he raised his head again, the good face disappeared before he knew it, and he was back to the mad wizard again.
"I'm going to get annoyed and go crazy."
As the forgotten nightmare from 10 years ago resurfaced in his head, the blood drained from Gangnan's face.
"don't do it… … ."
Gaold's eyelids trembled as he stared up at the sky, and his pupils slowly began to roll up.
"Don't do it… … ."
Tears poured out uncontrollably, and Kang Nan could not stand it and wept bitterly.
"do not do that… … mister."
At the same time, all of Gaold's hair stood on end.
'Goodbye, damn world.'
Dipper!
All the fallen angels surrounding Gaold disappeared as if they had evaporated, leaving only a few drops of liquid behind.
apperception.
100 million times.
(end of volume 20)
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Chapter - 498 - Despair. Despair (1).txt
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[498] Despair. despair (1)
life pain.
Gaold said so.
"mister."
It was a time when Gaold, who had returned to Tormia, was struggling to raise the ranks of the association.
Gangnan, a 16-year-old girl who was walking in the association's garden, plucked a red flower that grew next to the railing and showed it to Gaold.
"Isn't this pretty?"
It was a splendid flower that could not be seen even in the southern part of her hometown, let alone in the desert where not a single blade of grass grows.
Gaold peered at the flowers with nonchalant eyes.
His magic skills were among the best in his age group, but politics was an area that required another talent.
He was gradually getting tired of the conflict within the association, and he was indifferent to everything.
Kang Nan also understood Gaold, so he did not wait for an answer and said, holding a petal in front of his eyes.
"What I like most about Tormia is that there are many pretty flowers. What is the name of this flower?"
"pain."
Gangnan raised his eyes toward Gaold.
"pain? What is the name of this flower?"
"I don't even know the name. But whatever the name, it is pain."
Gaold strode forward and looked down at Gangnan.
Although he had become nervous lately, he had a colder and more fearful expression today.
"But these flowers are beautiful."
Gaold snatched the flower Kangnan was holding.
"Strength, all living things can feel the world only through pain. Pleasure is actually just a way of accepting pain."
"Daddy, you seem to be having a hard time these days. You better get some rest."
Kang Nan expressed his sadness around the corner.
Of course, she now knows better than anyone how much Gaold must suffer and live in the world.
However, since Gaold had never expressed his misfortune, he didn't want to see him say such a thing.
Gaold cast a spell and sharpened the tip of the flower.
"The reason why flowers are beautiful is to pass on to posterity, but from the time they are born until they wither, they never know who their mate is. You can't even see what your child looks like. Kang Nan-ah, life is suffering. The five senses that make up us and the nerves that run under our skin are just functions designed to accept the pain of life."
"Life is… … pain."
It wasn't a way of thinking that he liked, but Kang Nan thought that maybe Gaold's words were true.
There is only a difference in degree, but this world that one existence accepts is full of suffering.
Pain 100 million times – air press.
Perseok!
All the fallen angels surrounding Gaold disappeared as if they had evaporated, leaving only a few drops of liquid behind.
It feels as if the sky has collided with the ground.
Among those within Gaold's radius, Archangel Uriel was the only one who stood still.
Uriel's halo spread out into a ring with a diameter of 100 meters and spun terrifyingly.
He didn't appear to be shaken by the shock, but just by looking at how quickly his mind was accelerating, you could tell how powerful Gaold was.
'Is this really human power?'
When it comes to a human being who transcends humans, Uriel only picks Mirage, but Gaold's self-denial also had to be seen as having already surpassed the human category.
"Quaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"
But that wasn't what Gaold originally had.
After 20 years of hatred exploded all at once, the aftermath was enormous.
All I feel is pain.
Gaold, trembling as he lifted his egg white, lost his temper and screamed. Eventually, his lower jaw fell out and he began to emit sounds only through his throat.
"Aaaaaa! Aaaaaaa!"
Gaold ran madly.
Almost instinctively, running in the direction suggested by the realm of unconsciousness, he rushed toward the hardship.
puck!
As the second air press unfolded, the fallen angels and maras disappeared at the same time as the first.
"Ahhh! Khehehe!"
life pain.
Gaold felt 100 million times the pain, just by being there, all the information in the world was transmitted as pain.
Tears of blood flowed from Gaold's eyes as he raised his head toward the sky, in shock too great for a human being made of flesh and blood to handle.
As if the soul imprisoned in the body is mad to escape the miserable creature's prison.
Like that, Gaold struggled in the bondage of pain bestowed on creatures.
* * *
Tormia Kingdom.
Isabel, a certified third-class wizard and former manager of the magic library of the Magic Association, was hospitalized in a hospital dedicated to the association, one kilometer away from the Magic Association in Baska, the capital.
Although she was a talented scholar and magician recognized by the world, she was caught up in a political conspiracy within the Society and tortured for 48 hours for protecting Gaold.
As promised, Sakiri, the advisor, did not use the 'balance of truth' outside the rules.
However, the inside of his hands was cruel enough to feel even malice beyond the lack of emotion, and Isabelle painted all the time she was given in the color of pain without feeling even a second of comfort.
As a result, Isabelle endured 48 hours and bought time for Gaold's team to go to heaven.
It was dawn yesterday that she had been unable to regain consciousness for over a month and depended on the life support system to continue her lifespan.
Healing wizards and surgeons checked her condition and asked many questions, but her mouth still remained unopened to this day.
He just blinked indifferently and looked up at the ceiling decorated with white wallpaper.
smart.
Even when someone knocked on the hospital room, her gaze did not return.
However, the moment I heard the voice of the man who opened the door and came in, my pupils shook and my head moved slowly.
"Are you okay? They say you woke up yesterday morning."
Sakiri, a 5th-class magician certified by the Magic Association who tortured Isabelle for 48 hours, entered with a calm expression.
Isabel's heart rate began to speed up exponentially as the memory of that time came to mind.
However, the shaking of the pupils soon subsided, and the expression also began to stabilize to some extent.
He is a man I never want to see again in my life.
However, Isabelle did not stop Sakiri from approaching.
What he wanted to gain by paying the price of giving up his body was the answer to Gaold's long-standing question.
"How did it go?"
Sakiri brought a chair next to Isabelle's bed and asked as she slowly sat down.
"What?"
"Gaold… … Did you go to heaven?"
"Went. But still haven't come back. It may never come back."
Sakiri sighed and looked at Isabelle, who was lost in thought, as she continued.
"The Association dispatched Cage Team B, but they are also out of contact. Things are getting complicated."
Isabel couldn't hear Sakiri's words.
That wasn't what she really wanted to know.
"… … Could it have transcended?"
Sakiri didn't answer.
"Gaold… … ."
She clenched her right hand tightly, and she shuddered in shame and misery.
Amid all the tortures, Isabelle cursed being born a thousand times.
It was broken.
The feeling of falling endlessly towards something subhuman.
I felt like I could do anything mean, shameful, dirty and ugly if I could stop this pain.
That is the fate of living things.
The karma of human beings who have no choice but to be dominated by pain.
'But how… … Gaold, how are you… … .'
Isabelle covered her eyes with her arms clenched into fists. Tears streamed down her cheeks incessantly between her eyelids.
"Gaold… … ."
Isabelle burst into tears and shouted.
"Did he really transcend! Could it have transcended pain, human bondage, and the fate of living things!"
If life is suffering, being born is a curse.
But if it was Gaold, maybe he could transcend that curse and become something truly free from pain?
If so, Isabelle can hold on.
Regardless of your will, you can overcome the hatred for humans that has been embedded in your brain and live again.
Sakiri answered honestly, embodying her experience as a torturer who tortured countless people.
"well. You can forget the pain. However, jumping over is impossible at the stage of living things."
Turning his head to the window, he continued talking while looking farther than the sky.
"But if there was a case, it would be the only Gaold in the world."
* * *
Perseok!
As the third Air Press was cast, the number of Fallen Angels and Mara decreased to about half of the first.
Now the enemies are beginning to realize the overwhelming force that has no choice but to disappear at the same time as they approach.
"Aaaaaaaaa!"
Gaold, who had become an incarnation of pain with no direction or purpose set, now forgot even the existence of Gangnan, who was chained to the wall, and ran wild without permission.
The appearance of Gaold with his lower jaw protruding, arms struggling, and bloody tears pouring out is like a goblin.
"mister… … ! mister… … !"
Like the girl who sent Gaold to Hell ten years ago, Kang Nan was terrified.
Life is not pain.
Gaold's true face was not like that.
"Then why do we exist?"
As Gaold raised another topic as he walked to the flower bed, Kang Nando put aside thoughts of pain and roused his mind.
"It's really strange. Humans experience pain from birth and must feel that pain until the moment they die. Then, is life just an illegitimate child with the curse of the universe?"
While Gangnan thought of an answer, Gaold walked over to the flower bed, scooped up the soil, and replanted the flowers.
"Can it survive, without roots?"
"Maybe it will take root again. Of course, you will have to go through a very painful process."
Gaold looked back at Kang Nan who had approached the flower bed.
"But Kangnan, that is what life is like. Because you were born, flowers bloom even in pain."
Gaold looked at the flower struggling for life with a hearty smile, then turned to Gangnan.
"So life is the most beautiful flower in the world. Just like this flower, our lives are also beautiful."
Gangnan saw it for the first time.
Gaold's face, with such a kind and beautiful smile, was the true face of Gaold before he became a madman.
"Aaaaaaaa! Aaaaaaaaa!"
Gaold cried out.
His tongue was pulled out and his face, distorted like a demon, seemed to contain nothing but pain.
Watching Gaold writhe in pain, Gangnan closed his eyes tightly and burst into tears.
"Ahhh… … ! Ah ah ah ah ah… … !"
Gaold had to live with a disease called self-reciprocal mutation, possibly a curse from God.
But he said life is a beautiful thing.
The man I loved the most in the world, the man who was more beautiful than anything else, was crumbling.
'Get loose! Please let go!'
Kang Nan struggled to get out of the
"Get loose! It's going to be loose!"
He didn't mind breaking his arm and shook it, but because the power was absorbed, there was no impact.
'I can't send it like this!'
Even if your body is broken, you must go down. Jump down the wall and meet Gaold.
"Ahhh! Khehehe!"
Every time Gaold screamed in pain, Kang Nan's heart was torn into a thousand pieces.
"mister! I'll go! Hang in there!"
Kang Nan burst into tears and struggled even more, but
In the helplessness of her entire life collapsing, she let out a miserable scream as she was clinging to the handcuffs.
"Ah ah ah ah ah! Ah ah ah ah ah!"
The feeling of having to watch the pain of a loved one is infinite pain that cannot be expressed in words.
Gangnan was finally able to understand Zulu's words.
"Aaaaaaaa! Aaaaaaaa!"
The human heart is hell.
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Chapter - 499 - Despair. despair (2).txt
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[499] Despair. despair (2)
despair. despair (2)
Tier 2 monster Furaka.
A giant reptile with three heads, it was the strongest monster that spewed flame, deadly poison, and electricity from each horn.
As a monster that boasts the most powerful attack magic among Zulu's summoning magic, Puraka did not shrink even against the triangular Marakali.
A haze of deadly poison spread, and the white light of lightning flashed in a place full of colors of flame.
Every time the scenery glowed, Kali's black shadow-like body revealed a wallpaper-like pattern.
The pattern resembling a whirlpool absorbed Puraka's magic and discharged it as black smoke.
It was the spirit of death.
"You're stupid, human."
Kali swung her sword of death, knocking off Puraka's three heads at the same time and charging at Zulu.
The four major weapons of Kali, the sword, shield, whip, and skull, each symbolize death, and their effects are cutting, disease, pain, and decay, and none of them are fatal to humans.
"I will take your life."
Kali's whip wrapped around Zulu's wrist, excruciating pain.
The disappearance of Puraka's body means that the boss is broken.
But Zulu's expression did not change.
she reveals nothing
This is because expression is a form of communication that is possible only when there is someone to watch over.
Carly frowned at Zulu's unconcerned appearance even in the state of being entangled in the whip of pain.
"You are a worthless human being."
It's not about putting up with it or not showing it.
It was strange, as if there was an abyss hole in her heart and all emotions were sucked into it.
"Anyway, death comes."
Kali, with a skull in front, charged forward brandishing her sword and shield.
As the aura of disease deteriorated Zulu's body and the aura of decay rotted his cells, the black sword drew a strange trajectory and aimed at Zulu's neck.
Posmetry.
A golden space-time bird soared to the ceiling, a blade slicing straight through Zulu's neck.
Zulu escaped from the whip wrapped around her wrist and retreated to the end of the trailer.
It is impossible for normal humans to concentrate their minds while being entangled in the whip of pain.
Kali had second thoughts about the Zulu man.
'He's severely deficient.'
absolute denial.
deny the pain
deny death
They are even denying themselves.
Standing at the center of the cycle, there is no clear reality for her, so even the pain is not real.
It was the complete opposite of Gaold's self-denial, and therefore inhuman.
side side side side side side.
The only perceptible change in Zulu's gaze at Carly was the progressively faster sucking sound.
"I'm sorry, human. How did you get to that point?"
'I can't win at this rate.'
Faiel's triangular mara is the nemesis of all living things.
'Should I give up my life?'
It's an absurd strategy, but that was the first thought that came to Zulu's head.
side.
After one sharp squeak, Zulu stopped sucking on the pacifier.
When the thought that circulated everything stopped, Zulu's true face was revealed for the first time.
'Isn't it truly amazing?'
Kali realized that what she had been fighting so far was only a human shell called Zulu.
The reality of Zulu, hidden in the never-ending flow of circulation, was the same nature as Kali, the god of death.
Middle Eastern language, shady and in some sense even mysterious, flowed out of Zulu's mouth like the first line of a song.
"The greatest fear of man is not death."
Kali understood the Zulu language as if it were her mother tongue, learned from birth.
"Is that so? Then what is your greatest fear?"
"Life with death on its back."
Zulu equipped sergeant.
"Erga."
A black bird was summoned and perched on Zulu's shoulder.
The first Tier 10 monster she summoned when she was only three years old.
Kali made an expression of incomprehension at the appearance of the small and ungainly pet.
"Are you going to deal with me with just that?"
Zulu ignored it and continued.
"Human beings are truly strange beings, even though they know about death, they deny it. In fact, there is no death in their lives. It is a human being who knows he could die for some reason right now, but thinks it will never happen."
"Are you trying to say otherwise?"
"Death is… … ."
Zulu looked at Erga's wings flying above her head, then turned her head.
There was an indescribable dark aura in her eyes.
"It was always on my back."
"gibberish."
Carly took the posture to charge again with the skeleton at the forefront.
Then Erga blocked Zulu's path and spread her wide beak to repeat Zulu's words.
"Death was always on my back."
Carly's advance stopped.
It's because Erga's voice is perfectly identical to Zulu's.
"This monster is the first creature I successfully summoned. Her name is Erga."
"so? Are you saying you want to die together in the end?"
"Summoning magic is done through the omnipotence of the boss. There are three stages in a boss, which are the process of imprinting, empathizing, and disappearing."
Zulu turned to herself and looked at Erga, who was puffing her beak, with cold eyes.
"Erga was the first creature to come to me. we were always together that's the imprint We got to know each other well. that's empathy And finally… … ."
When Zulu turned to Carly again, her face was no longer normal.
extreme loneliness.
There was nothing in her expression, like the scenery of some planet that had not been visited by a single being since her birth.
Carly realized the identity of the strange feeling she felt when she first revealed her true self.
There is no love.
She was a human made with a complete lack of affection.
"Can I tell you something fun?"
Tears of blood began to flow down Zulu's drooping eyes.
"At the time, I was three years old. I don't know exactly, but maybe that was it. And I… … ."
Erga's black body began to crush with a crunching sound.
The black lump, like minced meat, writhed unpleasantly and began to unravel into a huge body like a scroll unwinding.
Key E E E E E E E!
As a grotesque scream shook Shion, the 10-meter-tall Shinigami revealed its identity.
The robe had an exceptionally long waist and had its head bowed.
The bony skeleton's fingers hung down at the end of its long sleeves.
It was as if a hole had been pierced through the space by the lobe, whose light absorption rate was close to 100 percent.
Although a death mage called a tier 1 monster, Zulu had never encountered a lich in his life.
Thus, the lich is her incarnated self.
It was a reflection of her distorted desire for brutally killing the first life she met.
"Erga!"
Zulu's face, clutching at his chest and weeping blood, seemed to represent the face of the lich hidden under his robes, his soul draining away.
oh oh oh oh oh!
Carly felt an unfamiliar feeling in Richie's appearance.
A great fear that could only be encountered from her owner, Faiel.
Death is the end of life, but it is not the end of everything.
The true end lies beyond death. eternal solitude.
The loneliness emanating from the lich was making Kali tremble.
"Ergaaaaaaa!"
Zulu's voice was vaguely distant and stimulating, as if coming from the underworld.
i killed
He brutally strangled the neck of the first friend he met because he thought that if he took his life, he would stay by his side forever.
'I can't do this.'
Carly wielded all four weapons at the same time, distorting her expression terribly.
'No human being can overcome the fear of death.'
Death is the ruler of living things.
"Destroy!"
Kali's sword cut through the lich's robes, but it was hers that cut.
Nothing can be cut in the empty void.
oh oh oh oh!
Richie reached out his bony hands and covered Carly.
* * *
"This is pretty… … Interesting."
The Nephilim Nameless, born between the Angel of Achievement and Garas, was muttering something outside the curtain of Stop that Armin had spread.
In Armin's world, the realm of the speed of light that only he is supposed to have reached.
It was clearly a state beyond dozens of barriers even to an unknown born with an endless desire to achieve.
However, for him, who has far greater insight than humans, the barrier was only a matter of time after all.
"Ohh. aha. Right."
Armin got goosebumps at the sight of him nodding his head from start to finish with his sword hanging down.
I didn't take any action, but I was convinced every time I saw his eyes shining every moment.
growth? Awakening? Evolution?
It was clear that it was approaching, chewing and swallowing the land at a speed that is impossible to explain with any human concept.
'damn! At this rate… … !'
Just when Armin was thinking about taking a gamble, a dark wind blew past the unknown.
visor!
Anonymous easily raised his sword to block Kuan's attack and launched a counterattack.
Like a scholar engrossed in an old study getting wind, the face that pushed Kuan was extremely calm.
'Damn it.'
Kuan was displeased with that expression.
In a situation where he risked his life and unfolded sword fighting, he had sleepy eyes.
Is the clash of swords just a childish play to the nameless?
'Do you know how to laugh at swords?'
Kuan vibrated, drawing out external gravity in all directions.
The body vibrating left and right passed by the nameless at some point.
"Gagging!"
Dozens of scars were formed on Kuan's body, and blood gushed out.
Rolling on the floor and centering himself, he glared at the nameless in disbelief.
"this… … It was too shallow."
Moo-myung brushed off the blood on the blade and turned his head.
"Next time it will be a little deeper."
Kuan's teeth gnashed in Angdamun's mouth.
The dozens of small wounds he received as a reward for not allowing a fatal blow rather hacked his pride in his swordsmanship.
As Kuan kicked off the ground and jumped out, Nameless came rushing in.
The two swordsmen, who had collided head-on, seemed to be competing for a moment, but in just a few seconds, wounds began to form on Kuan's body again.
Siena, who had been watching the battle from behind the curtain of stop, hurriedly stood up.
"We have to get out!"
Kuan's ability cannot subdue the nameless.
Even if the skill was taken away, it was the best decision to see the game in the early stages.
At that moment, Armin hugged Siena and pulled her down to the floor.
"brother?"
"… … ."
When Armin didn't answer, Siena finally realized what he was thinking.
"brother! Let go of this!"
However, no matter how hard he tried, Armin would not let go of Siena.
Anonymous who has already conquered flicker magic will not miss all three of them here.
If Kuan somehow created an opportunity, it was best to run away with Siena.
"brother! brother!"
Siena shook her body more violently and tried to tear Armin away.
But at some point, it seemed to freeze and stopped moving, eyes wide open, looking straight ahead.
There was a smile on the lips of the nameless who had cut Kuan.
"Aha, this is delicious."
Kuan stood with his back for a moment, then turned around with a bitter expression.
Finally, a fatal blow, Kuan's side split open, and red blood gushed out like a fountain.
"ha."
A groan of rage leaked from his mouth.
"I'm going to really go crazy."
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[500] Despair. despair (3)
Kuan tightened the muscles with the schema to stop the bleeding. And he calmly pointed his sword as if he had never done that.
"Oh, you have such a skill."
An incontinent smile crept across the unknown's lips.
The insight of penetrating and applying the human body schema just by looking at it remained in the realm of incomprehensibility from the human point of view.
"But I don't need it."
At the same time as Nameless Charged, 24 external gravitational forces erupted from Kuan's body.
Each external gravitational force made Kuan's body oscillate, repeating expansion and contraction like a ball connected to a rubber band.
It was an extremely bizarre movement, but to Mu-myeong, it was just a fixed path like a single road.
As if to prove that fact, Mu Myung put pressure on him by showing a superior movement than Kuan.
A trajectory that transcends all predictions and predictions that humans can make, and even the realm of imagination and delusion.
"Keugh!"
Another fatal blow landed Kuan on the floor with a distorted face.
After confirming that Moo-myeong pushed through the twin swords, he raised the sword, but was pushed to the wall by the force of the charge.
Kaka Kaka Cak!
The blade was firmly fixed while rubbing a short distance, and the gazes of the two swordsmen collided between the blades.
"Aha, now I understand."
Now, obscurity's attention was focused on Kuan, not swordsmanship.
It is understandable that Armin created a barrier with stop magic.
This is because the moment the barrier disappears, he casts flicker magic and is confident that he can kill two people in an instant.
However, I wondered why Kuan, who realized the difference in skill, gave up on his life and rushed into it.
In the end, the answer he gave was a very inefficient and unreasonable human mind.
"Am I dying to save them?"
Kuan made eye contact with Siena briefly.
It was a momentary sincerity that even the prosecutor's superhuman nerves couldn't suppress.
And Moo-myeong did not miss the woman's face reflected in Kuan's eyes.
According to memory, it is love.
Even calling him father is detestable, but the desire to reproduce the race is at the highest level among Garras' animal nature.
'No, if that's the case, it doesn't make much sense.'
Garas does whatever it takes to satisfy his desires, even transforming his body.
However, Kuan's behavior tended to go against the basic nature of such animals.
"They intend to use you as bait to escape. Besides, she doesn't love you. Rather, she wants to have a child with the man next to her. But why are you behaving like this?"
Although the desire for breeding has been converted into a desire for achievement, it is basically a being endowed with the genetic material of Galas.
If you saw and felt it with the eyes of an unknown person, it was an unquestionable fact.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa."
Kuan drew in a deep breath.
Even if he didn't bother to borrow Garas' advice, he knew at least that Siena had a crush on Armin.
But why are you doing this?
If the only thing you get in return for saving Siena and Armin is death, what are you fighting for?
'It would be nice, wizards.'
Wizards always make the best choices.
Therefore, Siena's judgment with Armin should have been correct this time as well.
Just like the time when he talked about death without hesitation to himself who rushed to the restaurant as soon as he received an emergency payment.
I wanted to be by Siena's side.
I wanted to stay as the only man, not as a prosecutor.
And at this moment, Kuan gave up all hope.
"What do I know, idiot."
Kuan let out the breath he had been holding up until now and swung his sword.
Anonymous, who took a few steps back, frowned as if looking at an insignificant existence.
"You fool. To choose death without even knowing the justification for one's own actions. Is it human?"
As I aimed my twin swords at the rushing Kuan and opened my eyes, I thought my nameless arms were released like smoke, and then a high-speed slash wrapped around the front.
Woo woo woo woo!
A speed that can be called a sword curtain.
Dozens of blades rushed into Kuan's eyes as the air made a burning sound.
'I found it, my grave.'
Even in the situation of absolute death approaching, Kuan strangely felt a surge in his heart.
The grave he chose was in Siena's heart.
If he could die for her in front of Siena, that would be it.
'I know. Not childish.'
Kuan's body rapidly changed its trajectory and bypassed the sword screen.
'Actually, I'm angry… … .'
I couldn't stand it because I was jealous that Armin was hugging Siena, but I couldn't even say a word.
Kuan whirled around Nameless even faster.
In response, the nameless sword bent like a snake and chased after him, leaving dozens of wounds on Kuan's body.
Even if it wasn't a fatal wound, it was a lethal amount of blood.
"Let go! Let go of this!"
Siena was calling out to Kuan, but the sound did not cross the barrier of time.
"Siena! calm down! It is not yet time!"
Armin's heart was miserable as well.
There is a slight possibility of overcoming this difficulty if the flicker magic closes the gap and puts a stop to the nameless.
However, if Nameless avoided the magic in the same way, there was only a 100% chance that Siena would die.
"wait! Be patient a little longer!"
"Mr Kuan! Mr. Kuan!"
In the scenery where the world rotates at high speed, Kuan gazed at Siena's face for a moment.
'Yes, this is me.'
A clown who dances with swords in front of her, hoping that she will understand his feelings.
"Ku-k-k-k-k! Whoop whoop whoop!"
Kuan laughed with his lungs moving, but his distorted face looked like he was crying.
"Yes, I will give you the title of sword genius."
Kuan, who had been avoiding repeatedly, finally infiltrated the inside of the sword screen.
"I am a black demon."
Woo woo woo woo!
As external gravity stretched out in all directions, Kuan's body spun like a top.
"huh?"
Since the two swordsmen were already performing movements beyond human imagination, those watching did not even detect a change.
However, Nameless, who deeply understands the true meaning of external gravity, felt a sense of dread for the first time during the battle.
'What is this?'
Kuan's movements were ambiguous.
If the trajectory so far has been a single road, it suddenly feels like it has split into two paths where you have to make a decision.
'No, even if I do, it won't change anything. Does not matter.'
If there are only two branches, you can subdue them all.
Moo-myeong, who passed by Kuan and cut three places in an instant, was shocked without a smile of repentance.
'Did you get cut?'
The moment he turned his head with an expression of disbelief, the skin on his right shoulder cracked and blood splattered.
For the first time in my life, the wound I experienced was a terribly unpleasant and repulsive sensation.
However, his psychological state was so confused that he couldn't even pay attention to the pain.
'When the hell?'
It was a two way road.
No, it is stupid to deny the results that have already come out.
So what can you think of… … .
'Another road I couldn't see?'
Is it possible?
With that thought in mind, Kuan turned around with an evil face like a demon in the nameless eyes.
"Cheuk, it was shallow. But this time it will be a little deeper."
Swords collided with each other again.
In a brief moment that seemed like one, dozens of joints crossed, and the flesh of the unknown left thigh fell off again.
invisible
Kuan's sword was moving unexpectedly.
"That could happen… … !"
The anger when suppressed was as intense as the desire for great achievement.
As his pride was trampled on, the explosive emotions in Garras' nature reached an all-time high.
"No, no!"
As dozens of external gravitational forces pulled the cotton together, his movement line began to bend like crazy.
Seeing the complicated trajectory as if a handful of yarn had been tangled up, Kuan muttered without blinking an eye.
"… … It's annoying."
visor!
The clashes of the swords reached dozens of times, but because they were so fast, they exploded into the world as a cacophony.
A line of blood was engraved on Kuan's back as he staggered to a halt, and blood gushed out.
"ha! ha!"
A red line was drawn on the nape of the nameless neck, which stopped moving with a rapid breath, and the skin was cut.
"this… … !"
I missed Kuan's sword again.
However, it turned the confidence of ignorance into doubt again.
There was no way that his own imagination, far above human insight, could not overwhelm Kuan.
"It's strangely annoying… … ."
At some point, Kuan is muttering the same thing.
It felt like my head was open again, just like when I gained enlightenment at the cost of giving up my life and attacking Fengzhang.
"Aha, that's right. I get it now."
Kuan staggered back like a drunk.
In fact, his pupils, which had been immersed in deep thoughts and then escaped, were opened in a hazy way, as if he was half out of his mind.
"That was all it took."
Perseok!
The sound of flesh and bone breaking at the same time was heard.
Even Siena, who was shouting Kuan's name in succession, and Armin, who sensed an opportunity and decided to run away, went pale in their heads.
Moo-myeong made a dull sound and blinked at Kuan's right arm, which had fallen to the floor.
It is cut exactly below the shoulder.
He cut off his own arm.
'why?'
It may vaguely make sense, but the first thing that comes to mind is that this kind of behavior is never an achievement.
'I limited myself to the possibility of development. Are you crazy?'
"Now, how about this?"
At the sound of Kuan's voice, Mu Myung raised his head again.
The appearance of holding out a sword with the only remaining arm was clearly weaker than before, but the situation changed rapidly after a while.
Based on where Kuan was standing, I began to have the illusion that the landscape had tilted to one side, as if the ground had collapsed.
Asymmetric clown clown clown.
"you… … ."
For the first time, fear flashed in the unknown eyes.
It was an achievement towards death that only humans with biases can reach.
* * *
"why? Why?"
Flew hugged Crude before he fell and carefully laid him on the ground.
It was embarrassing to even say that the bones in his body were already broken and bent.
Crude's hazy gaze could not settle down and wandered around the sky.
Piper's frame prevented her from being crushed, but the pain would have been worse.
"Why did you come to see me? why? If you're going to die like this, why did you come to me!"
Fleur shouted at the dying Crude.
Even though I knew it was a cruel act, I couldn't bear the anger exploding in my heart.
"you… … I hate it so much… … ."
Crude said in a dying voice.
"I have no family."
Flew's face contorted into tears when he realized everything with a short word.
"At least there must be a reason to die… … ."
"stop! I don't want to hear that! What are you saying to me! What should I do if I end up like this and say such things!"
Crude gave a faint smile.
Giving everything to the woman you loved.
After giving up even the most precious life, it will stay in her heart forever.
Perhaps that is the greatest revenge.
"Flu… … . love… … under… … ."
Crude's tongue hardened and her eyes closed.
Fleur hugged the corpse of Crude, who dropped her head, with her trembling arms.
The more she tried to hold it in, the bigger the emotion, and eventually she couldn't stand it and sobbed.
"AA AA AA!"
Hate it because you loved it, and hope that at least that hatred will be known, and eventually die.
It is the human mind without substance, and therefore without end.
The mind was sitting like a heavy rock on Flew's chest, catching his breath.
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