#Episode 137
I shook my hand off. From a distance, I could see Cheonma getting up, pushing through the rubble of a building.
He looked around for a moment.
The two men and women who came with him.
I don’t know the name, but I can guess the race.
There is a ‘half-elf’ race on Titan, but they are just that kind of pair.
It’s like a combination of a human and an elf.
To be clear, Cheonma could have prevented those two from dying. They were just breaking through the rubble, and they weren’t fatally wounded by my attack.
Long time no see.
It’s been a long time since I’ve felt so full of energy.
It’s rare to find someone that strong.
The tension is pulled. That’s when the voice of Cheonma rings in my head.
-Are you a suitable candidate?
There was a pause.
There is always a reason behind every action of a person. Why would someone as strong as Cheonma suddenly send a message like this? There must be something to this.
He moved his head, pretending to look to the side.
Given the circumstances, it is correct to take it in a negative sense.
-I have so many questions to ask, but time is limited so I will have to keep them brief. Are you hostile to the ascended?
It was a little stuffy.
-I don’t make an enemy of someone who hasn’t done ‘something’ to me.
-… …What if you do something for the people around you?
-If it’s at a reasonable level, I wouldn’t treat them as enemies and just let them go.
-What is the appropriate level of standard?
I let out a sigh.
-Why are you asking this? Is it because those ascenders or something are watching? I don’t feel any energy or anything.
-They don’t use any tricks, they ‘just’ watch.
The words are strange.
-‘just’?
-Yes. Just look. The story of the star is beginning in the entire star #2403. Those who are the target, for example, the Awakened. They can see what the Awakened see. More than that, you didn’t answer my question.
-Do I have to do this?
-I want to hear that answer.
I looked at Cheonma for a moment. There was something strange about him.
Looking at the situation, it seems like the Goblin King Gourun, who is stuck there, has asked for help from the ascended ones or the system in the library, but he came here himself and is asking whether or not they are enemies.
It seems like Cheonma holds a grudge against the ascended. It seems like he has no choice but to follow their orders.
-It’s getting long. Is that the kind of answer that takes that long?
Honestly, there is nothing I can’t do.
-If it’s at a moderate level, I can overlook it. For example, getting hit in the face with a fist or something like that.
-You’re letting simple violence pass?
-I must have done something worthy of being hit.
-What if it is violence wielded without any purpose?
-We call that assault without asking questions, so if that’s the case, you have to pay for it.
I guess this is the answer you wanted to hear.
Cheonma nods.
Then he slowly took up his position.
“Just now, I aimed for your extended fist. I wanted to know how much power was in your fist.”
“however?”
“You looked the same. The moment our fists were about to collide, your fist changed direction. That direction wasn’t my blind spot, it was a meaningless space. But you used that as centrifugal force and swung your feet. I couldn’t read it. The continuity of your movements, there wasn’t a single moment of break in all of your movements. Did you calculate it from the beginning?”
Long time no see.
Questions and answers about this martial arts.
There is no reason why this cannot be answered.
“I don’t do any calculations when I’m fighting.”
“… … You didn’t calculate it? I see. You’re a genius.”
“Hmm… … I’ve heard that a lot, and it seems to be true.”
I had no intention of denying it.
“I’m truly envious of your natural talent, which allows you to detect even a single touch.”
“Isn’t this compliment too sudden? We haven’t even started yet.”
Cheonma seemed to be thinking deeply about something without saying a word.
Then he mutters in a small voice.
“… … could be a variable.”
I have good ears. I heard it well.
“What variable?”
Cheonma slowly walks forward. He walks up to me, looks at me, and slowly opens his mouth.
“Let me introduce myself again. I am the manager of star #1692, Cheonma (天魔) Joo Seong-cheol (株省哲).”
“You said you threw away your name earlier?”
“I threw it away. If you are the variable, you should know. My name.”
I don’t have a mirror, but I’m guessing my expression right now is probably pretty weird.
“I, Ju Sung-cheol, am also a bastard who has mortgaged the lives of the survivors of Star #1692 to the Ascendants.”
-At the same time, he is also a dreamer with the vain goal of decapitating the ascendants.
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The former is pronounced orally, the latter by phonetically.
It stuck in my head for a while.
hmm.
“I see.”
“Enough talking. Now let’s see some skills… … .”
Cheonma couldn’t continue speaking.
It was natural.
Because my right fist was just now reaching out in front of his face.
He quickly turned his head to the side. It was a perfect evasion. He swung his left fist without mercy.
Paaaak-!
Cheonma’s face drooped. He struck out his right fist again.
Kwaaaaang-!!
Before I knew it, I was blocked by the arm of the Cheonma that had been raised. A smile formed on my lips. This man in front of me was definitely not ordinary.
React to this?
I immediately turned my head to the side. The Heavenly Demon’s fist passed by my face. I raised my knees. The Heavenly Demon’s instep, which had been reaching out, was blocked by my knees.
I was pushed back with a loud noise. I raised my head slightly. Cheonma Ju Seong-cheol was smiling with joy.
Why are you smiling like that?
The horse is kicking the seat.
As soon as that sound reached my ears, I raised my wrist.
Kwaaaaang-!!
The Heavenly Demon’s fist stopped in front of my nose. My wrist was touching the part where the Heavenly Demon’s arm folded.
I’m not just good at hitting.
He grabbed Cheonma’s fist with his right hand and then forcefully bent it forward.
Crunch-!
Cheonma’s wrist was shattered. At the same time, he stretched out his leg.
Paaaak-!
A sharp pain shot up from my abdomen. I felt like I had been hit properly. I was pushed back, jumped onto one foot, and then swung my right foot hard.
Kwaaaaang-!!
It hits the neck of the Heavenly Horse.
The heavenly horse flies far away.
Anyone could see that there was exactly this much space between me and Cheonma.
I wasn’t aware of it, but now that I was mixing hands with Cheonma, the entire surroundings were scorched earth. The Gowoorun that was stuck in the corner had already flown far away, and was even wriggling in the corner.
And then, the Cheonma that was stuck in the rubble appears again, kicking up the dust inside.
The appearance was a little different.
The black haze flowing from his entire body was thicker than expected. The air and mana around him held their breath at his appearance.
“I want to see your, no, your power.”
He chuckled.
“Pull it out, if you can.”
“……good night.”
thud.
The horse disappears like smoke from that spot.
Then, the spaces around me began to tear apart. There were exactly five of them, east, west, south, north, and above my head.
I turned my head. To the left.
There was Cheonma. Cheonma stretched out the arm he had been pulling. His outstretched palm looked like Mt. Taishan.
I clenched my fist. The white lotus flower wrapped around my fist. It stretched out.
[The Seven Bonds of the Holy Fire of the White Lotus Sect.]
[Chapter 3 Blood King’s Fist]
My fist and Cheonma’s palm meet.
Kwaaaaang-!!
#Chapter 3
Ascendant.
Those who know a little about it consider this word very sacred. Or they consider it ominous.
Ascendants cannot be defined in just one word.
According to Cheonma Ju Seong-cheol’s knowledge, there are a total of eight ascenders in the entire world.
Originally there were 9 people, but 1 is missing. It is known to the public that they are dead, but this is not certain.
What’s important is that these eight people are still active.
The scale of the story of the stars is very vast.
It’s not about the stars, it’s about the entire universe.
The stars went through star trials and collapsed. Some stars collapsed, some passed safely, and some failed but still had survivors.
Cheonma was the third case.
He was the ruler of the star where the survivors were and was the strongest on that star.
From the story of the stars, I was given the position of administrator and became qualified to train ‘successors’ in the space where new stories of stars are being developed.
In the story of the stars, these beings like heavenly horses are called ‘constellations’.
Basically, most of the constellations are transcendent beings.
Even if you become a constellation at the level of the second awakening, that is, the awakening of the great nature energy, you will be eaten by another constellation.
Or receive the protection of other constellations.
The ascendants are beings who are far above these constellations.
Few people even know their names properly.
But I know their power. No matter how hard the constellations try, there is an ‘invisible gap’ between them.
Who are the alternate ascendants?
One leading hypothesis is that the Ascendants are the ones who created the story of the stars.
Of course, this is just a hypothesis.
Originally, Cheonma had no intention of becoming something like a constellation.
But the ascendants forced it to happen.
Become the constellation and become the manager of #1692. If you refuse, I will kill all the survivors of #1692. Upon receiving this threat, Cheonma promised one thing.
I will drag all of you ascenders down to the ground and kill you.
One of the ascendants burst into laughter when he heard that, saying:
‘Try it. You might not be able to do it, though.’
I waited and waited again.
And now, the wait has paid off.
Variable.
This man in front of you is clearly a variable.
Cheonma smiled, wiping the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.
This man has nothing to do with the story of the stars, but his power is greater than that of the constellations.
No, I don’t know.
Although Cheonma himself was a strong man who was almost at the top of the constellations, even he could not properly estimate this man’s limitations.
From this man, Cheonma felt the ‘invisible gap’ that he had only felt from ascenders.
That’s why I laughed.
This guy is a variable.
I wanted to see this man’s power. And I also wanted to feel the extent of Cheonma’s own power.
Heart pounding.
My heart was pounding. All the energy in my body was surging.
The stars open. The power of the constellation [the one standing in the sky of the devil] covers the surroundings.
A creepy black aura envelops the body of the Heavenly Horse.
He kicked the seat right away.
[Cheonma Shingong (Heavenly Demon Divine Works)]
[Chapter 1. Thunderbolt Crushing the Sky]
Woorung-!
With a huge lightning flash, the Heavenly Horse’s palm stretched out. Jin Shihou also extended his fist.
[No God.]
[Chapter 5: The Fist of the God of War Shatters the Sky.]
The palm and fist touch.
