But Hwangbo Cheon aims his red glowing lightsaber at me.
He eloquently expressed through his actions that my words aren’t worth listening to.
Yes. That’s right.
Because it’s difficult for a good person to leave be those whose unfortunate future is visible just by being alive, isn’t it?
According to them, rather than watching someone who will be eternally unhappy, it’s better to completely annihilate them.
I’m still thinking rationally.
Then shall we try crushing the rational part?
I forcibly pressed down on reality.
Crack!
Immediately, thin cracks spread centered on me. It’s still cracking slowly like a heavy object placed on a glass plate.
The glass bottle screams as it can’t withstand the reality I’m forcing.
Crack!
The cracks gradually grow larger.
I overturn reality as I wish. How fragile the world is just from that. Or is it simply breaking regardless of changing reality because I’m too heavy?
I don’t know which is the truth yet.
I learned that light is the soul, and heard opinions on how harvesters are created, but.
There are parts that don’t match the actual facts.
So, let’s ignore it for now.
I deliberately moved my steps slowly.
If I make such an easy-to-understand threat, the enemy will aim for me.
Not Soo-oh.
Crack, crack, crack.
Along with the sound of cracking from all directions, the cracks slowly grow larger. And seeing that, fear gradually seeps into the expressions of those called immortal disciples.
One by one, the muzzles of the Sealing Needles aimed at Soo-oh turn towards me.
That’s right.
No matter where you look, the more dangerous one is me, not Soo-oh, right?
I approach Hwangbo Cheon, whose eye level matches mine since we’re of similar height. And I raise my hand…
“Aaaaah!”
At that moment, a Taoist nearby couldn’t overcome his fear and finally pulled the trigger.
Clang!
Crack!
But immediately, a hole appeared where nothing could be seen, as if the cracks in a glass window finally shattered.
Why?
Soo-oh’s purple sword extended from my side and deflected the Sealing Needle.
At the same time, Sealing Needles were fired at me and Soo-oh from all directions, and Soo-oh deflected them one by one while watching.
But there are too many, they’re too close, and the sword is too short since it’s cut in half.
In a moment faster than I could open my mouth, Soo-oh did her best with what she could do.
Soo-oh succeeded.
She deflected all the Sealing Needles that could reach me.
And Soo-oh failed.
She failed everything.
Originally, I was distorting reality to twist space so that Soo-oh wouldn’t be hit by any stray iron skewers.
I was thinking of stealing warmth and mass-producing monsters if hit by Sealing Needles.
And above all, the strongest person here isn’t Hwangbo Cheon. It’s a man called Cheong Dojin watching from a little distance away.
Decoding the vague memories of two people, he seems to be someone like Hwangbo Cheon’s superior, though I don’t know if he’s a higher-ranked Taoist or an immortal.
But seeing that his light isn’t as big as the Great Kraken’s, he’s probably a Taoist.
So I was trying to see how that side would respond, but.
Oh.
Hm.
Soo-oh failed to protect her own life.
“You really don’t listen. If I had known this would happen, I should have acted like a parent and made you listen to orders.”
Sealing Needles were stuck in her arms and legs or tore through flesh as they passed, there wasn’t a single intact spot on her skin, and above all, five Sealing Needles that crushed through important organs.
“Hehe, sor-ry.”
She avoided instant death, but she can’t survive.
Containing me to restore the body is only possible once. I don’t know the principle to begin with.
If I’m forcibly contained, there’s only a future where it bursts. It was always like that in the era when I couldn’t control the amount.
I only know that when I’m contained in a light that was just white, it’s reborn in a healthy state.
“But, Choseol is, family, so.”
Stammering. As if she couldn’t speak if not now, Soo-oh forcibly opens her mouth.
“The only, person, who made me, happy, so.”
Weren’t you happy when you were with your real family? Such a question rose to the tip of my tongue, but strangely, not the faded memories, but the memories of people I had just obtained recently blocked it.
Soo-oh smiles with a blood-covered face.
“I did, as I wanted. All, of it. It’s frustrating, that I can’t, win. But. Isn’t it, not strange, if I had died, then and there? Choseol, nim.”
Then and there. She’s probably talking about the time when she was dying with her whole body swollen.
Why is her speech gradually changing to formal?
Couldn’t she just speak informally like usual? Isn’t it more difficult to speak at length?
“So.”
Soo-oh’s expression changed.
It’s an expression I’ve never seen before.
But I know with what heart a person makes such an expression.
Crackle.
Dark purple electricity flows along the Sealing Needles stuck in her body.
“Impossible! Even one of those makes it difficult for even immortals to use power!”
“What is this enormous energy! Can a child produce such energy?”
“Was the reverse heavenly demon energy this powerful?”
“Everyone! Come behind me!”
As if wind is blowing outward from Soo-oh, people roll outward.
Even Hwangbo Cheon, who had been in the upper hand until now, grits his teeth and aims his red glowing lightsaber at Soo-oh.
But as if a huge current of water is pouring towards him, he’s slowly pushed outward.
Crack.
Along with that, cracks form on Soo-oh’s body matching the cracks in the air. Then Soo-oh, who easily pulled her body off the Sealing Needles, raised her sword above her head.
“I hope you’ll treat everyone you meet in the future like you treated me.”
With an expression of having made up her mind.
“That’s enough for us.”
Soo-oh looks forward and slowly chants a spell.
“I pray. I pray. That I may live.”
It’s a wish that can’t be granted. I’m not an immortal, nor a god.
“I pray. I pray. To live and be happy in the future.”
So no matter how much you pray, the warmth that was heavily invested in fails and enters me.
That’s about all…
“I pray. I pray. That all the happiness I’ve gained may return to you, nameless one.”
Who speaks of their own happiness to the object of their wish?
But the words didn’t come out.
There was no time for those words to come out.
Even though it didn’t give time for the air to vibrate and reach the opponent next.
Soo-oh Heart Technique Choseol.
Six syllables were heard.
This probably wasn’t just heard by me.
Soo-oh swung her sword down from above, and as if drawn with a ruler, a huge valley appeared in front.
Surprisingly cold air fills the valley, and though the season for snow has already passed.
Though it’s already the season for flowers to bloom.
Snowflakes fall from the sky.
The memories of all those who know martial arts sparkle. Not just Eunjae, but everyone is amazed.
Countless warmths rise up.
Heat brushed past my side.
The heat isn’t obtained from the warmth of light. It’s physical heat.
A severed arm and a burning sword spin through the air, brush past my cheek, and fall to the ground. It was Hwangbo Cheon’s last attack, but it failed.
There’s nothing in front, including where Soo-oh was.
Just a huge valley, and the surviving Taoists are all frozen.
I’m not sure if they’re frozen in fear or actually frozen from the cold.
“You should have just run away.”
I said that while rolling warmth.
“By stealing the warmth of these things and if possible stealing their memories too, we could have found a way to resolve things and met again on good terms, couldn’t we?”
Why do you just disappear doing something I didn’t even ask for?
The time I invested is wasted, isn’t it?
You threw away your life meaninglessly, didn’t you?
Three years from now. I was going to leave then, but if you wanted, you could have come along. I had no intention of oppressing Soo-oh anyway.
I should have oppressed her instead.
If I had, I wouldn’t have needed to feel this heart.
There’s both sadness and anger, but they instantly freeze and shatter, leaving only the desire for warmth.
The warmth disappears in an instant, and the light that contained it crumbles black and scatters as dust. I don’t have the skill to catch the dust scattering towards me.
How nice it would have been if I were truly a transcendent being like the outer god in the faded man’s memories.
I want to do everything I want.
I don’t want to shiver from cold like this, be anxious, paranoidly restrict myself, and move forward coldly calculating the warmth I can gain in the future.
Shall I just feel that ecstasy from then satisfyingly?
If I just apply force, it will.
Just a little bit.
If I apply force, this already cracked glass bottle will shatter.
‘I pray.’
A spell, huh.
Soo-oh has a precocious side too.
I look far away.
Far away, the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult in the southwest is burning.
If there were only humans from the Murim Alliance, it would be different. But there are humans holding strange devices.
Probably objects called treasures.
Scenes I only saw when those who gained supernatural abilities fought in the first world unfold everywhere. Mediocre Heavenly Demon Divine Cult believers are swept away without even being able to grab ankles, and even protectors confident in their martial arts die after resisting for just a few minutes.
Oh Myeongseong and Gu Milmil are swinging their swords hard, but their wounds are gradually increasing due to the forces led by the blind swordsman.
Heavenly Demon is surrounded by immortals in a similar position to the one called Cheong Dojin who just evaporated.
Maybe because the opponents are immortals rather than people, Heavenly Demon’s chances of victory don’t look very high.
Artificial natural disasters occur everywhere because of the people with treasures.
Under the sky whirling with typhoons and rain, sandstorms and flames.
There’s an evil group that exploits people with power and insects, where only force is the top priority, and all laws are under force.
Its name is the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult.
But even those brutal days end today.
The alliance of the Murim Alliance and immortals who came down from Mount Kunlun is difficult to defeat with just humans.
I watched the scene of all Heavenly Demon Divine Cult believers being massacred, intoxicated with justice.
Even if Heavenly Demon survives, the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult ends if there are no people to rule.
Today is the day the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult falls.