Episode 167
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I was angry.
But I didn’t lose my mind.
Cell.
He was clearly in his right mind.
“Ahhhhhhhhhhh-!!”
I was just trying out some of the things I had tried in the lab.
-This is called the extensor digitorum longus, or the extensor digitorum minor, and it is connected to the tendon of the fifth finger.
Cell tore the ‘muscle’ without hesitation.
Knock knock-!!
“Ugh… … Ugh… … .”
-This muscle is called the extensor digitorum, and is related to the second to fifth fingers. Interestingly, the body structures of dragons and humans are similar. Isn’t it interesting?
Knock knock-!
– Let’s go into a little more detail. This is called the extensor pollicis longus, and this is called the abductor pollicis longus. Just think of it as a muscle related to the fingers. You know what happens if you cut it off.
Sizzle-!
Cell laughed.
Looking at Count Mantis, whose eyes were rolled back and only the whites of his eyes could be seen, Cell was really laughing.
-Are you trying to faint? Don’t do that.
Cell, with her huge, blood-stained fingers, held Count Mantis’ head.
To be precise, he extended his finger towards the brain.
Phew-
Very thinly sliced fingers.
Count Mantis didn’t even realize it.
To him, Cell took only one action.
It supplied blood to the brain and glucose to the brain.
It’s not like I learned it from anyone or anything.
just.
I could do it naturally.
Because.
Because I’ve experienced it.
How do you come to your senses when the blood flowing to the brain is insufficient?
How to prevent fainting when you don’t know it because you haven’t eaten for a long time.
When emotions surge and you can’t control them, when extreme stress causes hyperventilation and low blood pressure, how do you come to your senses?
Cell.
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I’ve been through it all.
That’s why, at this moment, Count Mantis couldn’t even faint and was feeling the pain all over his body.
-Don’t look at me like that. You’re going through less than a thousandth of what I’ve been through. But, I’m a little curious.
Dragon cell.
Aside from her beautiful body, her smiling appearance was quite creepy.
-Does it hurt a lot?
“Save me… … .”
Cell shook his head.
What if he asks me to save him already?
now.
It’s just the beginning.
-Are you a little tired of just doing the supraspinatus, inferior colliculus, teres minor, triceps brachii, quadriceps, and forearm? Now let’s move on to the internal organs.
External oblique muscle, internal oblique muscle, liver, intercostal muscles, pericardium, rectum, cecum, appendix, jejunum, descending colon, duodenum, pancreas, gallbladder.
The sight of a 5m tall dragon slicing through Count Mantis’s body was terrifying in itself.
Aveiro also turned his head when he saw that sight and told Jack that it would be better not to look.
Time passed like that.
streak.
It may have been a short time for Cell, but it must have been an eternity for Count Mantis.
-If you are prepared to gain everything, you must also be prepared to lose everything.
The blood-stained cell slowly stepped back.
Soon.
The cell’s body is enveloped in light.
Cell, who was a dragon, changed into a human form.
The cell says.
-If there is hell, I’ll go there first.
The fingers of the cell straighten.
-I’ll go and kill you one more time.
Five straight fingers reached out to grab Count Mantis’ neck.
Phew-!
It penetrated.
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I slowly got up from my seat.
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The person who spoke to me like that was not Aveiro.
-Boss, are you okay?
It was a cell.
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Before I knew it, the guy next to me was looking up at me with a bloody face.
“Is it over already?”
-yes.
hmm.
“Why, when you have so much time? This is your first step towards killing hundreds of people, so you can’t afford to have any regrets.”
I was sincere.
Count Mantis.
A character who is not related by blood, but is connected as a ‘formal family’.
It didn’t matter whether he died or not, whether he died in agony or squirmed like a bug with his limbs cut off.
It’s not because I lack feelings of guilt.
just.
It’s a simple truth.
If you try something because you want to gain everything, you should be prepared to lose everything.
I always go into a fight prepared to lose everything.
That’s the basic posture.
I call those who don’t do that trash, and maybe Count Mantis was just trash too, but I just didn’t care.
anyway.
Because I was the one who won.
To my question, Cell answered like this.
-I have no regrets. It’s not like torture was my hobby, and I have no desire to waste my time with ‘that kind of trash’.
Cell smiles faintly.
-I want to be with the boss, not that kind of trash.
This is something I’ve felt a little bit before.
I feel like our little ones aren’t very good at setting the mood.
Blood dripping from his fingers, his body almost completely red, and he’s saying things that sound like something out of a romance novel.
I burst out laughing.
Still, it’s not bad.
Then I turned my head slightly backwards and looked.
Count Mantis.
His miserable appearance.
“What? You said it wasn’t a hobby?”
-… … .
“It’s been dismantled very well.”
-… … It’s not even a thousandth of what I’ve experienced… … .
I ended up laughing hysterically.
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“Who said what?”
As he continued to laugh, Cell’s eyes slowly opened.
-Boss, right now in my nose… … .
When I touch my nose with my finger, something sticky comes out.
nosebleed.
and.
Coffee?
I have a nosebleed.
At that time, the teacher who had been watching over me until then said.
[… … It was a bit much. We wiped out about 15,000 troops, and four of them were Masters. If it was ‘that body now’, it would have exploded a long time ago.]
Our teacher, your words are truly eerie.
[The marriage certificate you use is definitely different.]
It’s different, what’s different?
[Your soul mate is so tangible. It feels like it’s going to tear apart everything in the world, and it’s so cold and fierce, yet warm. I’ve been meaning to tell you this for a while… ]
What are you trying to say?
[If possible, how about sealing that energy until after the body has fully grown and the soul is in a better condition to receive it?]
I ended up shrugging my shoulders.
Is it as easy as it sounds?
“You told me before, Master.”
[what?]
“It’s said that he has a personality that makes enemies.”
[… … That’s right.]
“It’s only hard for a moment. If it’s hard for a moment, it’ll be comfortable forever. It’s just this much. It’s not something I can’t bear.”
I was about to continue walking, but then I stopped.
I have no strength in my legs.
I guess I’ll have to take a break here.
To me, the teacher said:
[Yeah, that’s your choice too.]
“If you keep saying that, you’ll get used to it.”
I laughed heartily.
It seemed like I was the only one laughing in this place.
[… … .]
-… … .
The two just remained silent.
That was when.
“My lord! It’s all over!”
Aveiro cries out.
The guy had about eight men tied together with something like rope.
Did you kill the rest?
Just when I was about to say something.
Just when I was about to open my mouth.
The world is tilted.
Oh, my.
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The tilted world is gradually changing its position.
The land that was visible below disappeared.
The sky seen above is coming straight ahead.
therefore.
I just fell backwards.
-boss!
[jack!]
Yes, I lost consciousness.
Even in the midst of all that, I had this thought.
If this continues, won’t we end up seeing absurd ‘prophecies’ like before, where we don’t know if it’s the future or the past?
It was a really pointless thought.
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Hooooooooo-
The wind is blowing.
Warm, yet cold as a blade.
Such a wind sweeps the world.
Plains stained with blood.
The plains filled with corpses were filled with gruesome corpses.
Someone’s arm, someone’s leg.
Someone’s neck. And someone’s torso.
There were countless pieces of debris scattered everywhere, and the surrounding area was completely transformed into a sea of blood.
In that bloody mountain, wearing blood-stained armor.
There was a man sitting on a corpse as a chair.
The man with his long hair tied back.
The man, to whom the word emperor suited him so well, was staring at a certain place with the gaze of a bug.
It was really strange.
He was the only living man in a place full of corpses.
So then, where on earth is he looking?
Ironically.
There was another man there.
Not a person of the ‘era’ in which the emperor breathes.
The future and the past.
The boy, who looked to be about 15 years old, frowned slightly.
‘That’s me, right?’
The child who was saying such things while looking at the emperor was bursting into laughter beyond his frowning expression.
‘What kid took the medicine?’
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The child tried not to show it, but he was clearly angry.
Because.
Because the ‘Emperor’s’ two eyes were dyed black.
black eye.
It is the symbol of the ‘Death Knight’.
therefore.
‘What kind of a bastard brought me back to life?’
I thought so.
Young Jack Valantier concluded that Jack Valantier, who had become a Death Knight, was like that.
I could also be sure.
All these things that you see before your eyes happened in your ‘past life’.
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The Death Knight’s characteristics are simple.
To make the dead appear alive, if only for a short time.
To elaborate a little, this means that dead people can be used as ‘soldiers’.
I haven’t mentioned it until now because it didn’t need to be mentioned, but I feel like I should at this point.
How can you tell the Death Knights apart by their appearance?
Just look at one.
Right in the eye.
Because he is dead, the Death Knight’s eyes are blackened.
It’s not just black, it’s very black.
Those eyes, even the whites of the eyes are blackened, are a sure sign that a Death Knight is being identified.
That’s why I put masks on Dolsoe and Madangsoe.
When I attacked the palace before, I wore a ‘mask’ instead of a ‘mask’, but that mask.
It’s a mask that covers the eyes.
‘This is ridiculous.’
Okay, let’s see.
How on earth do you make a Death Knight?
If we delve into each principle one by one, it will be endless, but I will mention just one.
Black magic.
The end result is resurrection by black magic.
But who created that black magic?
It was made by our teacher.
That is why there are only two people in this world who know how to use black magic: Master and I.
But looking at the situation now.
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All of this must have happened in a ‘past life’.
The reason I am so sure is this.
The scars on that guy’s face are clearly from a past life.
The scars from Beckerman, the scars from Exile.
And so on.
A smile is engraved on the corner of the mouth.
I don’t know either.
Why am I laughing now?
Is it because I’m angry or is it because my curiosity is reaching its peak that I burst out laughing?
I really don’t know.
Let’s just jump to the conclusion.
In this world, there are people other than me and the Master who use the ‘black magic’ created by the Master.
How high is his level, how did he remain invisible while I was destroying the Tulcan Empire?
I was curious about everything, but that was it.
As I said before, I don’t make Masters into Death Knights.
Because it’s not easy to manage, so what if we make the Transcendent into a Death Knight?
Even the Master has never revived a transcendent being.
I’ve never done it either.
Because the outcome was obvious.
If a transcendent being becomes a Death Knight, he becomes a true monster that has transcended even death.
Why would you revive a dead person?
Control? I guarantee you, you absolutely can’t.
It’s simple just by looking at the situation right in front of you.
My past life me is alive.
I was just alive, without anyone taking my will away from me or giving me orders.
Looking at that ugly scar on her neck, it looks like she was assembled like some kind of Barbie doll.
Who the hell?
And those eyes are also unusual.
I thought I was staring into space, but when I looked again, it was that.
It seems like you’re looking at ‘me’.
An illusion, right?
I said something just in case.
“Every time you look in the mirror, you’ll feel it. Does it look different when you look at it this way?”
The guy was speechless.
“You know, ‘I’ am handsome.”
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That was the end.
The world went dark, with the feeling that the ground was sinking.
