Episode 225
It was Qin Shihou.
Jin Shihou said with a look of bewilderment.
“I was wondering why you weren’t coming, but were you playing around here?”
“… …Me?”
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I couldn’t come to my senses.
Should we call it an unexpected blow?
Dharma, who had been thrown to the ground, touched the ground. As if he had felt weakness in his arms, he fell back to the ground.
I was inwardly shocked.
what.
Is this it?
I stood up from my seat, staggering and struggling.
I can’t feel my face. I have a tingling pain in my right arm and right shoulder, especially near my collarbone. It’s definitely broken.
The power of Dharma’s escape is boiling. The shattered bones and flesh are regenerated.
That was quite a long time.
At least 1 minute.
Dharma raised his head. Only then did he come into Dharma’s sight.
There was a man. And in front of that man, Cheonma Ju Seong-cheol was kneeling on one knee and saying something.
It was that man who waited for the playback time that took a minute, and who dealt that much damage.
A man wearing a black suit.
Dharma knows who it is.
“… … Irregular… … .”
Even though Dharma muttered, the two men in front of him did not move at all.
No.
It seemed like he wasn’t even aware of its existence in the first place. It was a complete disregard, and this was exactly the position that Dharma held for Irregulars.
Dharma couldn’t stand that situation.
Both eyes are burning brightly.
[Expansion of territory.]
[Apart from this system, all appearances are names of Buddhas.]
A giant Buddha appears behind Dharma.
Dozens of arms stretched out towards Jin Shihou.
To be exact, I planned to bury both Jin Shi-hoo and Zhou Seong-cheol on that spot.
Time.
It seemed to flow slowly.
Jin Shihou turns his head. Jin Shihou’s right arm points towards Bodhidharma.
Dharma felt energy gathering around Qin Shihou’s fingers.
Slowly. And quickly.
Gather and gather again.
White flames enveloped Jin Shihou’s hands and all of them headed towards his index finger.
I didn’t understand.
Why do all these processes seem so vivid?
It wasn’t about maximizing concentration or anything like that.
Jin Shihou snaps his fingers.
There Dharma noticed.
This is a revolving lantern.
It’s like an unavoidable, fatal blow.
The energy that bounced off Jin Shihou’s hand stretched out in a straight line.
Hurrr.
Everything that touched the air was on fire.
Dozens of Buddha’s arms are torn from the air, sending sparks flying in all directions.
The Buddha’s mind was pierced. The Buddha’s entire body was scattered like sparks.
Dharma’s mind was also pierced.
Surprisingly, Dharma’s body was intact.
It was completely fine, except that there was a hole big enough to fit three adult male fists together, and blood kept gushing out from it.
Fall to the floor.
Jin Shihou approached Dharma, who was kissing the dirt floor.
Slowly.
Dharma could not stand up. He could not regenerate. Only pain remained.
Jin Shihou squats down in front of Dharma.
“That guy, he’s the one who was cleaning the room for the kid called ‘Musin’?”
The child’s eyebrows furrow as he writhes in pain.
Where do you hear such shameful words?
“What… are you… wiping?”
“He said he’d clean the floor for me.”
In these countless worlds, there are many constellations with the true name of ‘Bodhidharma’.
Among them, [Master Dharma] who is currently lying on the floor is not the strongest Dharma.
However, even so, as befitting his name, Bodhidharma, he cultivated the ‘way’ and basically possessed the mind of a clear-sighted monk. He was not shaken by even the slightest provocation, and rather felt sorry for the beings who provoked him.
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But this is not it.
Should I say it was scratched?
Okay, let’s say it got scratched.
“… … As expected from someone who wields a great sword, his snout is truly fierce.”
“I see.”
Jin Shi-hoo asked with a small smile.
“Anyway, it’s right to clean the bottom of the temple, right? Isn’t it?”
“… … .”
“I see. Then let’s go easy. I have to take care of that guy named Musin, but… …where is he? Hey, Seongcheol. Where is he?”
Joo Sung-cheol, who was at the back, quickly approached and spoke.
“This is Jangcheon. The ruler of Jangcheon, [Valentine], is the pinnacle of martial arts. There is no weapon he cannot handle, and he is a [God of War] who has never been defeated by anyone.”
Jin Shi-hoo’s eyes opened wide for a moment, as if he hadn’t heard that part.
“Have you ever lost?”
“As far as I know, yes. Even when the war between the nine heavens broke out, there was no ‘defeat’, and there is no record of defeat in the remaining records. They are also called [God of War], so it is probably correct.”
“That’s strange. I’ve never lost before.”
He looked at Dharma and smiled.
“I guess one of them will lose.”
Dharma wasn’t stupid. He couldn’t have been unaware of the Irregulars.
The fact that Jin Shihou killed [Plati] and that the [One Who Killed Gods with Fists] appointed by Jin Shihou purged more than half of the existing 12 constellations of Plati is honestly unknown even among the constellations beyond the Nine Heavens.
Dharma was one of those who knew.
“… … Are you ultimately trying to challenge all the ascendants?”
“You asked the wrong question.”
“What?”
“It’s verification. It’s not like I’m challenging it or anything.”
For a moment, I didn’t understand.
“… … Not a challenge, but a verification?”
“You’ve already climbed up.”
He lit a cigarette and stared blankly at the scene. What he had just said had been so shocking.
Climbing? In front of this crazy guy who used the expression “climbing” to refer to the ascenders, the heavens above, Dharma could not control his expression at all.
“I can’t understand why you ignore my warnings. That’s why I’m verifying them. How great must they be to climb up like that?”
“… … .”
“I saw a little Platy, so I got a rough estimate.”
Jin Shihou was laughing, blowing out smoke.
“It’s worth climbing. You hold the giant stage called the stars in your hands and shake it, and you have people under your command who have the power that ordinary people would call ‘gods,’ and yet you make me your enemy.”
“… … Strictly speaking, you started it.”
“No. You guys started this. I clearly warned you not to mess with people around me.”
“… … .”
“But you touched me? It’s too late to apologize. I can’t live breathing the same air as those bastards who call themselves ascendants under this heavenly sky. Honestly.”
Jin Shi-hoo paused for a moment and continued speaking with a new cigarette in his mouth.
“You know this isn’t a fight that small-time brats like you should get involved in. Hey, Seongcheol. Fire.”
Joo Sung-cheol comes and quickly lights the fire.
“Torturing is a method, but it’s annoying. But our Seongcheol here wants to chew you up and eat you up, and you have a life and dignity, so you should die cleanly. It’d be funny to die a miserable death, right?”
“… …What do you want?”
Now we can finally have a conversation.
Qin Shihou has something he wants, and Bodhidharma also has something he wants.
Any chance of survival from this spot? No.
Then there were two choices: torture to death or die a clean death. Dharma wanted the latter.
Jin Shihou said.
“A list of subordinate stars managed by the god of war, or a moving stone to Jangcheon where the god of war is, anything that would be helpful.”
“… … .”
“No matter how much you try to beat around the bush, I’m going to end up meeting that god. There will be countless people like you who will die in the process. Think about it. I went to meet that god with the information you gave me, but I was defeated by him. Then, that god will be able to end the situation without taking much damage. But.”
But the next thing was important.
“Otherwise, I’ll go around killing everyone associated with that god. Even if I lose to god, the damage done before that will be more than you can imagine. Think about it. If you truly respect the god you serve, which choice would be better?”
Regarding Qin Shihou, one elf gave this assessment:
A person skilled in sophistry.
If you look at it another way, it means that you are really good at wordplay.
From Dharma’s point of view, the choice is already decided.
“… … First of all, I don’t have a moving stone to Jangcheon.”
“Don’t joke around.”
“… … Don’t you know the nature of [Musin]? Entry into the Jangcheon managed by [Musin] is entirely dependent on [Musin]’s will. He sends [the Great Elder] to those who need to come to Jangcheon. Going to Jangcheon with him is the only way to [Jangcheon].”
I kind of understand it.
“Is it a place that thoroughly controlled? It must be a very closed place.”
“… … Anyway, I will tell you which star that [Elder] manages. In return, give me a clean death.”
“say it.”
Dharma answered in a resigned tone, as if he had already given up.
“Star #6, managed by the Elder [Talen Raelek]. A newly created elven star that gathers elves from other stars to the land of the fallen elves. For the past, present, and future, the star is known by only one word.”
“What is that?”
“[Proterra].”
At this point, Dharma hoped that Qin Shihou would be surprised. But.
“Is that all?”
“… … Don’t you know [Proterra]?”
“I don’t know. Should I know?”
“… … Are you really unaware of Proterra, which contains the [Original Seed] that formed [Fantasia]?”
Jin Shihou’s eyebrows furrow.
“I don’t know, kid. Should I know that?”
Bodhidharma was speechless at Qin Shihou’s dignified words.
This man knows nothing.
Without any cause, just for personal reasons, they are trying to bring down the ‘Ascended Ones’ who guard the center of the world.
It was ridiculous.
What kind of crazy guy is this?
What the hell is this piece of trash?
Jin Shihou stood up from his seat.
“Star #6. Okay.”
He gestured just like that.
“Seongcheol-ah.”
“Yes, my lord.”
“He killed the kids who followed you here on the stars?”
“……yes.”
“Then you handle it.”
At those words, Dharma shouted out.
“Take it easy! Didn’t I say I’d kill you!”
Jin Shihou, he was dignified.
“That’s the story when I kill you. It’s different with him.”
“What… what did you say?”
“And if I kill my people’s subordinates and then come out and say, ‘How can I kill you?’, isn’t that funny in its own way?”
I’m speechless.
There are all kinds of kids like this.
“So I’m just going to let go. I repeat, I kept my promise. Right?”
“… …fu*king… …you fu*king bastard.”
Jin Shi-hoo smiled and started walking.
And Joo Sung-cheol takes his place.
Joo Sung-chul clenched his fists, his face filled with anger.
Dharma said urgently.
“I want to have a conversation.”
Joo Sung-cheol approaches slowly.
“… …Stop. It’s not too late. Our problems can be solved through dialogue.”
Joo Sung-cheol finally got close to Dharma.
He punched Dharma in the face as he opened his mouth again to say something.
Kwaaaaang-!!
