#Episode 150
A shadow falls across Jin Shihou’s side profile. It is too late to defend, and too late to dodge.
But there was a reaction.
Paaaaaaaah-!!
Jin Shi-hoo’s body flew to the corner with a loud crash. It was Ifcalypto. He had come closer without Jin Shi-hoo noticing and had punched Jin Shi-hoo in the side of the face.
He stood there for a moment.
“… … It’s a monster.”
There was not a single ounce of falsehood in this exclamation.
Just now, Ifcalypto did not miss the brief moment of weakness that Jin Shihou had shown. He tried to destroy his face itself. In fact, he could do it. He had that much power.
Among the constellations, the fist power of [Unquenchable Flame] is at the top level.
It was too late to defend, too late to dodge. That was clearly the situation.
“… … You turned your head to the side. In that brief moment.”
In the distance, you can see Jin Shihou walking through the ruins of the palace’s broken columns. He stops walking and sits down on the rubble he had walked over. He takes a cigarette out of his pocket, puts it in his mouth, and lights it.
Ifcalypto examined his profile closely.
There was a wound, but it was only a graze.
The sound was loud, but it was ridiculous.
How did you react to that? And that level of raw power means that you read the power and direction of Ifcalypto’s fist.
A monster in human form. No, a god.
That man was not strong enough to be dismissed as a mere living being.
Jin Shihou bursts into laughter.
“I’m just curious, can I ask you something?”
“… … Try it.”
“What is the name of that pillar of light?”
“It’s Kronos.”
“Cronus, that’s a nice name. What’s the name of the one who created it?”
“Yuha.”
At this point, Jin Shihou paused for a moment.
“……who?”
“Yuha.”
“There’s one kid I know who uses that name.”
“That Yuha is a different being.”
“Really? Then another question. Where is that scientist named Yuha?”
“Dead.”
“Are you sure?”
“What would I gain by deceiving you with something like this?”
hmm.
“Well. A change of pace?”
“A change of mood… … It may be a reason, but I don’t pursue it. Scientist Yuha is dead. He died 300 years ago.”
Jin Shi-hoo threw the cigarette he was smoking on the ground and slowly stood up from his seat.
“Then shall we start again?”
“It’s still valid.”
“what?”
“The two options I suggested to you earlier.”
Jin Shihou bursts into laughter.
Next.
Bam.
Jin Shihou’s body disappeared from that spot.
It was a movement so different from any movement I had seen before.
Should I just say that it seems like it has disappeared from the world?
Ifcalypto completely missed Jin Shihou.
“I ask you one last time. Star #12, where is the moving stone that goes there?”
It was creepy.
Jin Shihou’s voice, inserted into Ifcalypto’s left ear, was definitely creepy.
At the same time as turning your head.
Paaaaak-!!
Jin Shihou’s foot kicked Ifcalypto’s face. Ifcalypto’s body flew far away like a soccer ball. It even moved around as if it had no spin.
A light flashes in the sky.
A pillar of light descends over Qin Shihou’s head.
I didn’t even look up.
I stamped my feet lightly.
Bam.
Jin Shihou’s body disappeared like smoke. The pillar of light struck the empty space.
A shadow appears in front of Ifcalypto’s face as he flies away.
Ifcalypto is greatly surprised.
I couldn’t even react.
Jin Shi-hoo, who had suddenly arrived, stomps Ifcalypto’s face with his heel.
Kwaaaaaaaang-!!
Ifcalypto’s body crashed into the ground. A huge crater appeared, and the pillar of light moved once again. Jin Shihou also moved.
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Bam.
It’s gone.
Ifcalypto, he was truly confused at this moment. His mind could not understand the current situation.
The light struck the empty space.
And Jin Shihou was on the opposite side of Ifcalypto.
“Isn’t that too pretentious?”
As soon as he turned his head, Ppaaak-! Jin Shi-hoo’s fist hit Ifcalypto’s face.
Ifcalypto, who was still stuck on the ground, saw the same process repeating itself.
Jin Shihou disappears again, and a pillar of light descends where he had just been.
… … It was ridiculous.
The situation itself was quite simple at the moment.
Jin Shihou is currently avoiding it. However, it is not something that can be avoided even if you avoid it. This current situation is something that Ifcalypto has never seen before in his entire life.
“You can just avoid it. You’re saying that you’re suppressing the Tal-hon-gi? That’s called suppression, not preventing the Tal-hon-gi itself from being used. What the heck, this would be perfect as a child’s toy.”
I couldn’t close my gaping mouth.
Children’s toys?
If Kronos was at that level, star #875 would have collapsed long ago.
Jin Shihou is strange. It’s not that Kronos’s abilities are weak.
I feel like I’ve seen an invisible glimpse of the being called Jin Shihou.
Ifcalypto felt fear for the first time in a long time.
* * *
The restaurant at 29CA was quiet.
The smell of blood was wafting from all around, and there were probably a hundred people groaning in pain, but it was definitely quiet.
Cheonma Ju Seong-cheol turns his head. At his feet is guard Huxley, who has a giant wing bitten into his mouth.
Looking at him with his eyes rolled back and his whole body trembling, it was obvious that he would not live long.
I guess you could say it’s at a level where you’ll die within 5 minutes.
Leaving Huxley alone, Joo Sung-cheol stared at one spot.
There was a middle-aged man holding a freshly extracted heart in each hand.
Constellation Ishmael.
Lee Myung [The Archmage Who Dropped a Star].
I was curious.
Joo Sung-cheol himself is a character who grew up from star #1692 and eventually became a constellation.
The name that Joo Sung-cheol had never heard of was [The Great Wizard Who Dropped a Star].
Is this the first time that Ju Seong-cheol, who possesses powers that are almost at the highest level among the constellations, has heard the name of a great wizard who is said to have brought down stars?
If this hadn’t been so strange, it would have been a bigger problem.
Ishmael felt it too.
Joo Sung-cheol’s gaze at himself.
So I turned my head. The two men’s eyes met.
Ishmael, who had burst the heart he was holding in his hand, approached Joo Sung-cheol.
He wasn’t the man who had been getting beaten up in the corner just a moment ago. Ishmael was confident. He had a confident expression, and he could do anything, or to put it simply, he was very arrogant.
He extends his hand to Joo Sung-cheol.
“Nice to meet you. I am Ishmael.”
Joo Sung-cheol looked down at the hand covered in blood and flesh.
“Oops, what a mistake.”
Swish.
With a strange sound, Ishmael’s hands are washed clean. White hands.
It was very unusual for a middle-aged hand.
Joo Sung-cheol eventually took her hand.
First of all, Star #875 is huge. There is a plan, but in order to carry out the plan smoothly, there needs to be a magician of this level. Without one, you have to run around like crazy on both feet, and Jin Shihou hates that, so there is nothing you can do.
“This is Joo Sung-cheol.”
“Joo Sung-cheol, this is… … I’m sorry. It’s already been over 400 years since I came to this prison. My name is [The One Standing in the Heaven of the Devil], but my name is really amazing. Haha.”
The look of whining and smiling gently.
I can tell you for sure that that was the composure of the strong.
It was strange.
It’s my first time seeing this guy, so why is he so annoying? Seriously, why is he so annoying?
“Now, shall we go and see our new lord?”
Annoying things keep cropping up.
New, my lord?
“… … I see.”
“You are a very reserved friend. Let’s go upstairs. There will be the ‘Chief’s Palace’ there.”
Ishmael walked ahead like a familiar person, and Joo Sung-cheol followed behind him.
So the two men passed through the long hallway and high staircase and arrived at the director’s palace, that is, the director’s office in CA 29.
There, the two men said and did nothing.
It had to be that way.
Kwaaaaang-!! Kwaaaaang-!!
A loud noise erupted without pause. There were also some loud impact sounds intermittently, but they were not audible.
That was understandable.
Dozens of flashes of light were pouring down from the sky, and as I watched Jin Shihou dodge them and strike down the giant spirit, the owner of this 29CA and a high-level constellation, [Eternal Flame], I was more distracted by other things than the sound of the impact.
For example, the image of Jin Shihou continuously dodging the lightning falling from the sky.
At that sight, the two men felt ‘awe’.
The number of flashes is expressed as dozens, but this may or may not be dozens.
What I mean is that it keeps falling down in time difference. Ten flashes of light pour down, and in every direction Jin Shihou moves, another flash of light pours down. To put it simply, it doesn’t stop.
The flashes of light were pouring down in a fraction of a second, and Jin Shihu was dodging them all while still beating Ifcalypto.
If this sight doesn’t make you feel awe, then where should you feel it?
I could only stare blankly at the scene unfolding before my eyes.
Joo Sung-cheol glanced at Ishmael next to him without thinking.
He was looking at Jin Shihou with a very ‘serious expression’. What could that expression mean?
There are more than one or two things that are annoying.
Soon, Ismael feels Joo Sung-chul’s gaze and his expression disappears in an instant, then he smiles leisurely like before.
“I don’t know how long it’s been since I’ve seen someone that strong in my life.”
“……exactly?”
“Yes. I guess the lord we serve is truly an amazing being.”
If there is nothing to worry about, there is no reason to hide or change your expression.
Joo Sung-cheol swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue.
For now.
It is up to Jin Shihou to decide.
Joo Sung-cheol turns his head again. Ifcalypto was already in a bad state. The flames burning all over his body had lost their power, and even his embodied body had lost its power.
Ifcalypto was lying on the floor, being beaten all over his body by Jin Shihu. That was the situation right now.
About two more minutes passed like that.
Chichijik-.
I hear a strange sound.
Then the number of flashes of light pouring down from the sky began to decrease exponentially, and then stopped completely.
Jin Shihou also stopped moving.
He squatted down in his seat. Ifcalypto was lying in front of Jin Shihou, covered in blood.
Jin Shihou takes a cigarette out of his bosom and holds it up to Ifcalypto’s burning head.
Sigh.
I think I heard that sound.
The cigarette lights up. Jin Shi-hoo smiles.
“Thank you for the light.”
Ifcalypto, the commander of 29CA, was thus defeated.
