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The life of the powerless is subject to all kinds of constraints.
Especially time.
In the past, Iroun hated time so much.
Time flows equally for everyone, but I, who am very weak, tried to use that time more efficiently than anyone else, and all that time was painful.
sniffling.
But the powerful are different.
They would say they tried hard too, but they wouldn’t have as much time as those who didn’t.
A gap that has already opened up.
The way they save time is not by being tight with their time.
Kwak.
To crush and kill those who come up against you.
This saved their time.
The teacup I was holding was crumpled like a piece of paper.
The sight of a teacup made of porcelain being crumpled rather than broken seemed unrealistic at first glance, but it wasn’t that difficult for Iroun.
‘Inside and body.’
The next thing to observe is.
‘Object.’
Because it was outside.
The circle is such a force.
If the Danjeon, which can be said to be the foundation of the unmanned, is a rechargeable battery, then the Circle, which can be said to be the foundation of the magicians and knights of Einhart, is.
“Phew.”
power station.
It acts like a power plant that sucks in external things and burns them to generate power.
The biggest difference was inside and out.
The larger and more numerous the circle, the more power it can absorb at once.
‘Mana.’
The amount of mana is greatly increased.
Naturally, its purity also increases, and the power that can be generated through mana also increases.
“under.”
The lying down Lee Ro-un stretched out his body on the large mat.
This is where he is.
Swish.
The sound of waterfalls resonates from all directions, and a strong wind blows.
“Three months?”
Cheonmandae Mountain, newly formed behind the Blood King Castle.
Iroun had been there for three months.
It may have been a difficult time for some, but for Lee Ro-un, it was a time of leisure itself.
‘There is no need to rush.’
Anyway, the masters can’t kill anyone other than themselves.
Also, no one will dare to exploit them.
You just have to find it.
Those who can do that job are out there working tirelessly right now.
“This is the luxury of the powerful.”
Something I’ve never felt before.
I felt deep in my bones that it was good that there were many people who moved according to their own will.
Hwaaaaah!
From the ground where the back of such a benefactor was touching, a blue light began to rise up.
It’s about time.
Iroun quickly sat up from his lying position and took a good posture.
Swish.
There was nothing to be grasped in the outstretched hands.
But the hand was in a position that looked as if it was holding a sword.
Gooosh!
The energy that had been stretched out poured toward Yirun.
Boom!
A shock that occurs inside the beneficial.
A sharp pain came, as if my organs were twisted and my heart was torn apart.
After that, the blood dantian of the lower abdomen shook, and the middle abdomen where the holy fire was contained shook greatly.
“Haaah.”
As he exhaled, a tangible aura flowed out from the corner of his mouth, giving the appearance of exhaling blue breath.
Swish.
The two hands of the beneficial one are raised.
Swish.
The hand came down again, slowly swinging the sword.
and.
Phew! Phew!
Iroun’s upper body split and burst apart.
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“Rotten.”
Pain becomes familiar.
“That bastard must be caught and killed.”
There is no such thing as a nonsensical statement.
Pain never gets old.
The teachers said the same thing.
‘Getting used to the pain?’
A face that says, “Are you talking nonsense?”
‘It just takes patience.’
That’s right.
Pain never gets old.
It’s just painful.
The pain is repeated, and enduring the pain in preparation for the pain to come.
That’s all.
Srrrr.
The torn wounds are healed.
The same goes for yourself.
Pain never gets old.
The pain of being completely transformed while practicing Blood Demon God and Heavenly Demon God, and the pain of having my entire body torn to pieces.
If you get used to that kind of thing, you’re crazy.
“Then why are you doing this?”
A welcoming voice.
“Bondeno.”
Now that he had fully adapted to the Blood King’s Castle, he sat down next to Iroun with a relaxed expression on his face.
He has been helping Iroun with the wizards of Armo during this time.
Armo is a group of magicians with unparalleled skills in magic circles.
Although you can make a circle by yourself.
‘It’s taking too long.’
With their help, it could be greatly shortened.
“Why do you keep doing this when it hurts so much?”
Bondeno asked.
In the meantime, Lee Ro-woon’s body was torn apart without rest.
The reason was simple.
‘A huge amount of mana.’
A huge amount of mana that a human cannot handle alone is embedded in Iroun’s body through the magic circle created by Armo and Iroun.
If it was internal energy, Lee Ro-un could have controlled it, but the form of the power was mana, not internal energy.
‘Mana and internal energy.’
The two opposing forces are tearing Lee Ro-un’s body apart.
In fact, it could be said that being torn to pieces was fortunate.
Originally.
‘pop.’
Because the truth was that you couldn’t recognize the shape or breathe.
“Why are you doing that?”
Bondeno’s question was again answered with benefit.
“I don’t have anything.”
“You don’t have anything?”
Bondeno looked around in disbelief.
“This is your world. It’s not the world you belong to, it’s yours.”
What an amazing thing that is.
“What about on Earth? What phase is the galaxy in right now? The black hole is yours too.”
Bondeno was even more thrilled because he knew the benefits of the past.
“But you don’t have anything?”
He is right.
Everything is given to the beneficial.
Even if you find the teachers and give them back to them, they will give them back to you.
but.
“Are you mine?”
Bondeno closed his mouth at Iroun’s question.
“Of course. Everything. If you tell me to die, I’ll die. If you tell me to live, I’ll live.”
The dependents.
It’s mine.
But when I think about it before that, it’s not mine.
“They’re going to leave anyway.”
If there is no dependence, if there is nothing to bind them.
They can leave.
For yourself or not.
People can leave at any time.
“The only thing I can say I have is what I have.”
This body.
That’s it.
“I don’t understand.”
Bondeno said.
“Then why do you have the Milky Way, the Blood Cult, and things like that?”
If you don’t have any expectations and don’t even have affection.
I didn’t understand why anyone would want to have those things.
“… … .”
Iroun did not answer.
“I don’t know. What I’m saying is, don’t overdo it.”
Bondeno stood up and spoke without waiting for an answer.
“No matter what you think, you are important to me and these people. There is no need to push you that far.”
Pushing?
no.
Lee Ro-un was more relaxed than ever.
It’s just better than the drowsiness that pours down from this horrible pain.
Also this terrible pain.
“Okay. Thank you.”
It was just better than my past memories.
Bondeno went to activate the magic circle again.
The one left alone muttered.
“Why do you want to take it?”
That’s correct.
In fact, I know that I can do everything by myself, starting from the volcano’s corpse dump.
If he didn’t have time to spare, then it wouldn’t matter if he just held his breath and grew stronger and showed up.
The answer to that.
Iroun had already given the answer a long time ago.
“Because I’m lonely.”
Humans are helpless beings.
“I need to get some rest.”
* * *
I haven’t created a circle yet.
It was a natural thing.
The circle is the way to the next stage, the beneficial one called it a cogwheel, but in fact it was closer to a completely different concept.
If the Blood Demon God and Heavenly Demon God are the cogs that serve as the foundation.
‘Damian swordsmanship.’
This technique could be said to be the driving force that allows the gears to produce proper power.
As it is a task to make a drive unit, it cannot be easy.
In fact, you can create a circle without going through all this pain if you invest a long time.
I just want to shorten that time.
“Iced Americano, no syrup, add one shot.”
A cup of coffee arrived in front of Iroun.
“Caramel Macchiato, just the right amount of sweet….”
He puts down the coffee cup on the tray along with a lengthy explanation.
“What are you doing?”
The lead singer of Ghost Song was Lee Yong-jin.
“Do you know about the spirit of Jeomsoi?”
“……what?”
“A man should work as much as he has been given. That is the point, that is the true point.”
“no….”
Lee Yong-jin said with shining eyes.
“I have lived so lazily for so long. I have learned a lot from the spirit of Jeomsoi that has continued for thousands and tens of thousands of years.”
“So… .”
“Jeom So-i Lee Yong-jin. I will work as much as I am paid.”
“You are not a dot.”
Despite Lee Ro-woon’s words, Lee Yong-jin sat down confidently.
A soul song.
They were living with the help of Heukshi.
The black poem became beneficial, and naturally, the ghost song also took on the appearance of belonging to the blood sect.
It is said that there have been big changes in the ghost song since then.
-It has to change!
Lee Yong-jin, who took the fortune telling test in Heuksi.
-We live off what we are given! Are we beggars? No! We are squatters…!
He, the owner of Bugok, said that he was changing the ghost song.
Massive support promised by the Black City and the Blood Cult.
The idea was to do as much work as I could.
In fact, the ghost song was handling the matter well.
‘Black sheep.’
Among the Heuksi’s requests, the most important ones were handled by Guihongok, and they also handled the more uncomfortable ones.
The biggest problem that prevented the Ghost Song from being active.
‘Gwihongokju.’
Because his problem was solved.
“A soul song?”
Lee Yong-jin responded to Lee Ro-woon’s words with a proud face.
“Now you are moving around a little.”
The world of Ghost Song has been merged into the Blood Cult.
It was possible because of the will of the Gokju, and they settled in the center of Cheonmandaesan.
The ghost song that no longer had to maintain the world was free.
‘Madness.’
It was said that his madness was gradually improving with the help of Bondeno’s magic circle, blood cult, and black poetry.
While Lee Ro-un was locked up in Cheonmandae Mountain and creating a circle, many things were happening.
“The Black Cat has divided the organization into more detailed and complex sections.”
“Now, Ha Se-min is sitting naturally and drinking coffee,” he said.
“Even if the company neutralizes the black market right away, it won’t be easy.”
It was Ha Se-min who prepared and polished a self-help plan for the company.
“The galaxy has gained complete control over the game. The friction with the company was the problem….”
Kang Eun Ha.
“Under the command of the Heavenly King, the Milky Way became the undisputed ruler of Gyeonggi Province.”
The galaxy is also evolving.
“The Galaxy branch near Shanghai also maintains a close relationship with Jongnam. It is said that the Jongnam priestess takes good care of Yuran, so no one can ignore the Galaxy branch.”
Once you start something, it will flow on its own.
And the biggest change so far.
“When are you coming?”
There was a change that shook the world.
Goo-woong.
This is where they are.
Everyone’s attention was drawn to the aura hanging over Incheon Airport.
Changes over time.
“You’re here.”
Einhart and Eun signed a peace treaty.
