Chapter 818
“Oh, Sibal. Where else are you?”
….
The moment Jin Tae-gyeong’s voice reached my ears. Two questions popped into the mind of the doppelganger, who had become hardened like a stone statue.
‘Why is he here?’
Magic is manifested solely according to the will of the caster.
And of course, the doppelganger is
God only used blink magic.
Even if he is a severe psychopath who has lost his mind about 35 times, he will not do the crazy thing of casting dangerous movement magic with Jin Tae-gyeong, who can break his neck 36 times in the blink of an eye.
In the end, there was only one answer.
‘Regardless of my will… … He intervened in Blink magic.’
mana interference.
After a lengthy study by an academic archmage named Siegfried Bassman,
The theory completed in 2008 rises among the absorbed memories.
The doppelganger felt a chill creep over his body. There was a second unresolved question in his eyes as he looked at Jin Tae-gyeong, who was staggering.
‘How on earth, how did he survive?’
He’s such a monster, so let’s say it’s mana interference.
It’s ridiculous, but it’s really ridiculous, but for a melee hunter, he has mana control that surpasses even a hemp master.
Because it might have been.
However, the previous Blink magic was an extremely unreasonable and dangerous attempt.
As a reward for violating a taboo, even his doppelganger’s body almost disintegrated, and dozens of lives had to be sacrificed to restore his body, so it’s painful to say more.
however… … .
“Ooh, my body is numb.”
Hearing Jin Tae-kyung’s muttering, the doppelganger instantly fainted.
‘asleep? Are you sick?’
It is nonsense.
Even if Jin Tae-kyung was an ogre, he felt betrayed, wondering if he should have lost at least one or two limbs.
‘It’s not like your body is made of steel. why?’
The doppelgänger hadn’t even dreamed of it. The fact that the muscles and bones of Jin Tae-kyung, who were called the Cheonmu-jiche (天武鼓體) in Moorim a long time ago, had exceeded their limits to the extent that they could not be broken even by the Blink magic that had violated the taboo.
Just a doppelganger who doesn’t know that
Even one truth was not difficult to realize.
‘Current Jin Tae-gyeong is weaker than ever.’
Thoughts evoked by the colossal shock were long and complicated, but the time that the shock swept away was but a moment.
just a few seconds.
And at the end of the suffocating silence that was weighing down the surroundings, there was a doppelganger’s cry that resonated like a scream.
“Stop him!”
….
“… …
A shattering silence.
At the same time, the world, which stood still for a moment, moved in a daze in the slow flow of time.
“Inshallah!”
“God is great!”
Shhh, wee-aeae-liquid!
Shouts and roaring voices echoed in all directions.
And looking at the myriad flashes of light raining down on him, Jin Tae-gyeong suddenly
I opened my mouth.
nope, spilled it
“Woo-wook. Kuweeek!”
Vomit that is scattered before blood.
The price of free riding on Blink magic was severe motion sickness.
I tried to be patient. She thought she could stand it.
But life doesn’t always work out like the heart.
“Uweeeeeek!”
no shit She was trying to say something cool.
Instead of a voice, protruding vomit pours out. Bending like a slug, I hurriedly rolled on the ground.
Awesome! Pip Pip!
It’s cool. I feel the sharp blade cutting through handfuls of my hair.
A burning pain arose as the auras flew in from all directions and passed all over his body.
‘To come all the way here and say Naryeotagon (懷驅打淡).’
Tears cover the front. Fortunately out of all the misfortunes, those fanatics didn’t expect this situation either.
‘… … It’s weird to expect.’
What madman would fall in the middle of his enemies and start vomiting. After struggling to calm my throbbing stomach, I swung what was in my hand.
Puck!
Flesh and blood splattered with a dull blow.
The prophet’s arm, torn off in the aftermath of Blink magic, was an excellent blunt weapon.
“Oh, power attack.”
“bloke! Dare to see His holy body… …
“Correction then. Holly Attack.”
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Puck, puck, puck!
The three closest fanatics fell like dominoes.
Throwing away my broken arm like an axe, I stomped on an advance at the center of the enemies densely packed in all directions.
cooung
The ground in a radius of several meters was dented with a shockwave containing a huge reverberation.
The fanatics who lost their balance at the moment stumbled, and weapons that had lost their direction followed the owner and passed all over their bodies.
Hiss! Pipit!
I could feel the aura and wind pressure on the blade cutting through my skin finely.
With that alone, it was possible to know that the two of them were talented people who had reached a certain level.
‘More than half of them are B grade. Or more.’
The number of people identified in this way is in the hundreds.
The followers raised by the doppelganger somewhere in the desolate desert where no one could find them were comparable to the elite members of the World Hunter Federation, who were fighting fierce battles from just over a hundred meters away.
‘Crazy bastard. No, you crazy bastards.’
Both the doppelganger and these disgusting bastards who follow him are all dung in a poop.
I swallowed a welling swear word and stretched out my hands.
Fanatics, presumed to be in tank positions, raised enchanted round shields to block the front, but it was not enough to block the ten winds fired earlier.
Shuk! Dudududuk!
The wind blows, and ten fanatics fall like reed leaves.
And through the momentary blank space, the back of a being who had disappeared from sight for a moment was glimpsed.
‘Was it there?’
It was a very brief moment, but I saw it clearly and guessed it.
He was leaving the battlefield now.
He uses the numerous followers he has nurtured as bait. Stepping on their blood like a carpet, they were running away out of my reach.
as it always has been. and… … .
‘It will be the same in the future.’
I’ve already made too many sacrifices.
I still don’t know what plans he’s been building over the past thirty years, but I have to destroy them myself here today.
If not, my world, people
because they will collapse
“I can’t go any further… … !”
Kwadeuk. Fufufufu!
He cut off the head of the fanatic who was blocking his way and at the same time blocked the arrows that flew from the front.
The mana-filled arrowhead pierced the corpse and grazed my sprain, and the fanatic who was nearby at the time also locked himself in one eye.
“Quaaaaaagh!”
A scream filled with pain resounds along with the blood that spurts out.
However, the scream faded as if it had been washed away after a while.
with a cool cutting sound.
squeak.
With a red line running across the fanatic’s neck. A heavy voice announcing death rang out.
“Hassan. Brave warrior of God. Let’s meet again in the kingdom of heaven in the distant future.”
Took.
The screaming stopped. neck fell
The corpse, falling like a scarecrow, did not move again, and was well
Only then did faint blood begin to form on the cross section of the neck that had been removed.
‘ This.’
Even I, who have faced numerous strong opponents, can’t help but feel the surprise.
I suddenly stopped moving and looked at the owner of the voice with wide open eyes.
Among the fanatics who were tightly surrounded on all sides, a stout old man stood tall like a steel tower, looking at me.
“It’s the first time we’ve met like this, Jin Tae-kyung. King of the Wicked Pagans.”
A turban tightly wrapped so that not a single strand of hair falls down. A straight back and deep sunken eyes.
I felt it from the first time I opened my eyes in this place, but the old man was incredibly strong.
Not a general Awakener who is commonly used as a Hunter in modern times, but also as a warrior himself.
At the same time, I instinctively noticed.
If the doppelganger is a symbol of sacrosanctity held up by fanatics, then that old man is the actual commander-in-chief and military force.
that is the core of
“Yahya Muhammad Ahmad Bedouin… … is this right? It’s such a long name.”
As he read the information on the hologram window floating above his head, the old man’s eyes were stained with surprise.
“How did you know my name?”
“God told me. You crazy old man.”
“gibberish. God could not have revealed such a thing to an evil pagan king.”
“The nonsense is what you are talking about is nonsense. I’m an atheist
Not even the Tao, much less not the King.”
“Do not deny the existence of a great god with your tongue. It’s the devil.”
“Old man. Time to take your medicine.”
Seruk. Took.
The robe that fell from his shoulder covered the ground.
As the old man, holding a crooked staff in one hand and a scimitar that could be called a curved sword in the other hand, stepped forward, the air around me cooled down and the encirclement surrounding me narrowed. lost.
that buck Suaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
My whole body tingles from the killing spirit flying in from all directions.
I could see not only the old man in front of me, but also thirty or so black men clad in black robes and turbans, settling in places among the fanatics.
‘Those guys are real.’
Each and every one of them is talented enough to be put anywhere in the world.
In addition, unlike the hunters who are not accustomed to killing the same human beings, I could not find any hesitation from them at this moment.
‘Skilled killers.’
It may not be a simple illusion that the Moorim people who belong to the dark sky overlap their appearance.
They were terribly similar to each other.
It was so in the sense of blind loyalty and belief in one being, and even more so in the sense that any terrible thing could be committed for this.
and… … .
‘I’ve killed countless of them.’
There are too many people in the world to kill and get rid of. That’s it.
Deep down, he vaguely assumes that there will be an absolute being called God in this world, but he does not believe in or be loyal to him.
After all, it is human beings who achieve something in hardship.
Like so many others, I survived that way too.
But if it was God who secretly threw a junk capsule to someone who was suddenly fired from his job a year ago, or to a young man who was climbing a high alley, worried about this month right now… … Yes, then I am willing to give it some credit.
“Then it will all be God’s will that you die at my hands.”
He squeezed the air with a low tingle. In a place where there was nothing but air and dust, a spear that had left my side for a while was caught.
A stubborn wrinkle formed between the old man’s brows as he witnessed a scene that could not be explained by magic.
“devil. You are truly a demon.”
I wanted to tell the old man in front of me and the other zealots around me.
The real devil is running away from you. That the monster they call a prophet is running towards a new disaster.
But instead of answering, I reached out. The wind burst, erasing the space and rushing.
Hoo-wook.
A hot wind blows away the darkness. The blade of the white flame drew a trajectory that no one could stop.
Speech, quad deude deuk!
A thick fog of blood descended.
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