Episode 117
100 years after the birth of the Teslan Empire.
Among humans, there was only one person who was called a transcendent being.
Julius Teslan.
So when the 200th anniversary came.
There was no transcendent being among humans.
By the 300th and 400th years, the concept of a soul had completely disappeared from the human world, and the concept of a transcendent being was relegated to a concept that only appeared in novels.
That was the greatest achievement of the two Lords.
Just look at the results.
In fact, there have been countless masters among humans.
Among them, those who realize the marriageable age and awaken the marriageable age?
There wasn’t any.
How can one be enlightened if one does not even know that such a concept exists?
The two lords were relieved.
Now, monsters like Valentine Milos will never appear in the human world.
That solved the problem, but another one arose.
That was nothing more than the level of humans.
Humans were so excellent.
It was really great.
As the world developed, the number of Masters increased exponentially, and the number of Masters currently existing in the human world is not exact, but it is at least over 50.
Perhaps, if we include those who live in seclusion and those who have turned their backs on the world, the number could increase even more.
The number of Masters that existed in the human world 400 years ago was less than 10, but that number has been inflated by at least five times.
As more time passes.
It was obvious that humans would become stronger than they are now.
The two lords felt a sense of crisis.
In the end, both of them made a choice.
Let’s reduce the human population.
How can we reduce it?
What came to mind then was research on immortality.
Living long.
It was a desire that everyone would have wanted, but it was a desire that could not be kept.
Because there were limits to the race.
So they had a grand plan to fan the desire to live long, and after creating Half-Bloods through experiments on immortality, they would drastically reduce the number of Masters.
What a great gain it would be if the lifespan of a 100-year-old master were reduced to 10 years.
The two lords did not know.
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Half-bloods are born from the union of a human and a dragon.
That you will be able to use ‘hon-gi’ naturally.
It was in such a world that Jack Valanti was born.
The buried superior talent began to shine when it met Valentine Milos, a relic of the past, and that shining talent became brilliant as it consumed the half-bloods overflowing in the world.
The reason Jack became a monster was because all of those factors came together.
Coincidence and inevitability.
Little did these two Lords know, despite living for thousands of years, that a single moment’s decision could make all the difference.
And so, the sky and the sea were divided.
Next.
A red line is drawn on Bahamut’s waist.
After a second, blood burst out from the solid line.
2 seconds have passed.
Toouk-
Toouk-
Bahamut’s body fell to the ground, his upper and lower bodies separated.
And next to it.
Bam-
Another falling black arm.
This was Bolimo’s right arm still floating in the sky.
“You… … You… … What the… … ?”
Jack looked at Bolimoto, who was muttering with a blank expression, with indifferent eyes.
“Pretty good. Did you avoid it?”
The words were clearly exclamations, but there was no emotion.
At least that’s what Bolimo thought.
Just as Bahamut had devoted all his energy to defense, Volimort had also devoted all his energy to defense.
There was one other thing.
Bahamut faced it head-on, while Volimort desperately dodged.
What separates life and death.
That was the difference.
Then Jack draws his sword again.
How on earth did he get such powers?
How on earth did he combine the power of honki with magic?
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I wonder if that’s even possible.
Bolimo wanted to ask.
But I couldn’t ask.
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Because I had a feeling that a greater force than before was coming.
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Spirit Sword, first half, Wind Forest, Fire Mountain, 1st style, Wind.
It was different from the previous one where the marriage was forcibly brought up and forcibly implemented.
Because I, now with a fully functioning body, cast the sword technique as if I were swinging a sword with ease.
The one that loaded like that was cleaned up.
Bahamut writhing on the ground.
Amazingly enough, Bahamut is not dead ‘yet’.
There is one reason why this is possible even though the upper and lower bodies are split.
Because it’s a dragon.
The one left.
It looks like I was desperately avoiding it, but it doesn’t matter.
Because the fact that he’s going to lose anyway won’t change.
I want to tell you to try avoiding this one too.
The grip that is being held is getting stronger.
“[The spark of a small beginning burns the earth,]”
thud-!
Based on me, the ground is sinking.
Mana was silent, and the spirit that flowed out of my will immediately bowed its head.
A black current enveloping the air once again.
A Volimoto with one arm cut off looks at me with wide eyes.
“Wait… … Wait a minute!!! Stop!!!”
Ignored it.
Spirit Sword, first half: Wind, Forest, Fire, Mountain, 3 types, Fire.
This is my third personal sword that I’ve made.
The black current that dominated the sky transformed into a huge fire that burned the world.
Black flame.
As the flames of hell dominate the surroundings, the Volimo facing him gulps.
Ignoring it, I slowly opened my mouth.
“[Become the eternal one that burns the heavens.]”
This is the final word.
It was like a sentence.
“[Come down before me.]”
He swung the black magic sword as is.
The trajectory of my sword.
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The spirit energy moved along the end, and it became a huge flame that engulfed Volimoto.
The scope was enormous.
Right in front of me.
The ground in front melted.
It was Volimoto who squeezed all his strength into creating a black curtain made of a huge soul.
My spirit tore it apart so easily.
Beyond that.
He swallowed the volleyball.
Moment.
The guy is kicking the seat.
It seems like you’re trying to avoid it, but how is that possible?
Wherever he moved, the black flames followed him, and Volimoto continued to twist his body.
It melts, burns, and splits.
The flames of hell.
This Arendal Island, visible behind Bolimot, was half gone.
Yet the surrounding sea could not cover this place.
The reason was simple.
Because the sea, which didn’t seem like it would dry up, was melting.
As I just said, the scope was wide.
About 40km in front of me.
There was no sea there.
There was no huge steam either.
The moment the flame I created touched the sea, the sea disappeared.
It’s a ridiculous range, but I can do it.
Because it’s me.
I took a deep breath right there.
The fight is over.
He slowly waved his arms and gathered his energy.
The black magic sword disappeared, and the wildly beating heart gradually found stability.
In response, the empty sea was quickly filled, and water surged toward the melted Arendal Island.
Let’s wave our hands lightly.
The water that surged in like a tidal wave just sank.
It was like a gesture from God.
I feel a bit awkward saying it myself.
This looks cooler.
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[… … Is this it?]
When I turned my head, my teacher was looking at me with a surprised expression.
[Is this your power?]
Strictly speaking, it is not power, but it can be considered power depending on the situation.
A sword I made.
The early Pungrim Hwasan and the later Four Seasons are on different tracks.
My real strength is taking out the second half of the story, and this is… … .
It’s not light.
“Are you surprised?”
[… … Yes, I was surprised.]
What’s going on?
“Why are you surprised by something like this? There will be so many surprising things in the future.”
The teacher makes a complicated expression.
I don’t know exactly what he’s thinking, but I can guess.
My strength.
The Master must have had some idea of how much power I had, but it probably wasn’t to this extent.
[You’ve built up a ridiculous level.]
He shrugged.
[The world I lived in was definitely hell.]
The teacher’s expression looks a little serious.
What are you trying to say?
[In that hell, I became a monster and stood at the top. But, you lived in a hell worse than mine.]
As I mentioned briefly before, people, or rather living things, are affected by their environment.
The Master lived in a world where monsters of all kinds could manipulate spirits, and reigned there.
Me too.
In the world I lived in, those who tore apart our cells’ bodies gained monstrous powers that were out of place and ruled the world with those powers.
To be honest, the Heynckes Beckermann I saw in my past life was a monster.
His level was probably a bit stronger than the two lords in front of us now.
In that world, I lived, I adapted, and eventually I reigned.
As I said before, the pinnacle of the past was the Master.
As a disciple of such a master, I am currently at the peak.
If we only consider ‘strength’, I am stronger than Master.
But he is a teacher for nothing.
There is no one above me except my teacher.
So I don’t bow down to anyone.
If anyone tries to bow down my head, they will have to give up their life.
I sat the Master back on my shoulder and looked at the cell next to him.
Cell’s expression, which is making a complicated expression, looks a little sad.
‘… …Should I comfort you?’
I thought about it a little seriously.
to be honest.
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I have never experienced a case like this with cells.
However, it is not that I do not sympathize.
The parents who threw their children into the hands of humans to be experimented on asked their children, who they were, when they returned alive after time had passed.
He didn’t just ask, he looked at it with curious eyes, as if he was seeing a living creature for the first time.
If I were a cell, I would have gone crazy on the spot.
“Those two guys aren’t dead yet.”
-… … .
This is not a joke, it’s true.
Bahamut, whose upper and lower bodies were separated, was ‘still’ alive, and Volimort, whose entire body was covered in burns and whose original form could not be distinguished, was slowly dying unconscious in a corner.
If I leave it like that for two minutes, it’ll probably die.
“What do you want to do?”
Cell, who understood what I meant, raised his head and looked at me.
-I am…….
Our little one trails off.
Then Cell’s eyes began to sparkle.
But there was also sadness in those blazing eyes, so it seems that his feelings were definitely complicated.
What will the cell say to me?
Please save both lords… … Is that what you are trying to say?
Our cell is a really kind-hearted kid, so it’s possible for that to come out.
While I was thinking like that, Cell said.
-I want these two dragons to die here and now. If possible, by my hands.
Didn’t laugh.
No, how can you laugh?
This is a serious situation.
He slowly raised his arm and placed it on my chin.
I want to kill him myself.
hmm.
“Cell.”
-Yes, boss.
I locked eyes with the guy who was looking at me with glaring eyes.
“Let me ask you. Are you confident that you won’t regret it?”
In response to my question, Cell slowly closes his eyes.
A moment of silence.
As I’ve said before, cells are smart.
I’m sure Celldo has guessed as well.
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What kind of situation your future self was in.
If this makes me, a person from the future, angry, then there’s no need to say anything more.
Then, slowly, Cell opens his eyes.
The guy’s eyes were different than before.
Straight eyes that don’t squint.
The sincere eyes of a living being who has made a firm decision about what to do in life.
Cell told me.
-I am an orphan.
It was short, but it was enough.
Now, Cell has no parents.
but.
That’s it.
