Episode 529
Chapter 2
I stared blankly at the corpse of the swordsman.
At the same time, the hourglass of time is also running out of effect. All the strength in my body is drained. A weight as if I was thrown into the deep sea weighs down my whole body. I didn’t care. Anyway, half of the innate energy that was consumed has been recovered. The difference is only slightly felt because the entire body’s vessel has expanded. I can get used to this. I can recover.
Phew.
I turned my head, gasping for breath.
Cheonwol, the vice-religious leader of the Cheonmasingyo.
Only Cheonwol and I survived in this battlefield.
The commonality between them was that they were both exhausted, but Cheonwol was almost dying, so this could be considered a difference.
I walked towards him.
A shadow falls over his face as he lies on the floor, looking up at the sky.
He turned his head. Our eyes met. He said.
“… … In the end, you became the final winner.”
Cheonwol’s speech was clear. A flash of light. How much time is left? I don’t know. Probably three minutes at most.
“Heh heh, life is really… … so nothing special.”
I stared blankly. I knew why Cheonwol rushed at Geomjon. Things got complicated because Geomjon and Cheonwicheon suddenly ‘infiltrated’ the Shingyo, and as a result, all of the Shingyo’s elites died.
Unlike me, who was initially defined as an enemy and started the fight, Cheon-wi-cheon is someone who got in the way. They are people you should be wary of, but you don’t think you’ll fight them right away.
But things got worse when they came. Cheonwol had a greater desire for revenge against Geomjon than for revenge or resentment against me.
“I have a question for you. Can you answer it?”
“enough.”
“… … Do you think that this continent, or rather this world, has a future?”
There was a strange nuance in his words. Is there a future for this world?
I ended up laughing. Cheonwol is the vice-leader of the new religion. Up until now, he has acted and spoken as the vice-leader, but at the end, he is speaking as the human Cheonwol.
That is, Cheonwol is not convinced that I am Ragnarok.
It’s better than Cheonma.
hmm.
“The future… … Well, I don’t know what will happen, but isn’t it nonsense to know the future? There will be a future in some way. Either it will be ruins or everyone will survive.”
Cheonwol smiles faintly.
“… … That’s the right answer.”
“I’m not your teacher. What did you expect?”
Cheonwol laughed loudly, hissing like phlegm.
“What would have happened if you had told Cheonma and Geomjon that you were not Ragnarok?”
There is no such thing as if in this world. There are only outcomes.
Cheonwol’s speech was soft, but inside he was full of evil.
Why did you do that? Why didn’t you tell me? If you had told me, things would have been different. If you had just told me that you weren’t Ragnarok, we would have formed an alliance, etc.
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Cheonwol was now screaming beyond her calm expression.
The only difference was the tone of speech.
But since I was able to catch the sword easily thanks to him, I should hang out with him for a bit.
“What if… … I always think about it, but this ‘what if’ is a magic word. If I told you that it wasn’t Ragnarok, would everything have been easy like you thought?”
“… … .”
“If only I hadn’t, if only I had persuaded her, if only things hadn’t gotten this big, if only, if only, if only.”
Laughter breaks out.
“Let’s be honest. What would the Cheonma you know do?”
“… … .”
“If I said that I am not Ragnarok, would Cheonma believe it even if you and the others said so?”
I guarantee you, he would never have believed me. Even if he had, he would have tried to kill me. Just like the Sword Lord.
“There can’t be two suns in the sky. Honestly, I don’t mind two or three, but Cheonma and Geomjon don’t seem to think so.”
“… … .”
“If you thought so, you would have come to me directly and asked me. Instead of threatening me with a sword, you would have had a serious conversation over drinks. You wouldn’t have sent you away to see how you would react. You would have tried to resolve the issue through dialogue instead of fighting in the first place. That’s why the situation has become like this.”
I stretched out my hand. The broken blade of the Heavenly Demon Sword next to the corpse of the Sword Master was sucked into my hand.
“Because I’m annoying, because I seem to be a threat to the future. Isn’t that why you wanted to kill me? You don’t even know what kind of person I am. You’re stupid. You’re also lost to greed. Cheonwol, tell me if there’s anything wrong with what I said.”
Cheonwol looked at me without saying a word.
Is there anything wrong? Nothing.
I’m not an idiot, so there’s no way I wouldn’t know what kind of guys Cheonma and Geomjon are.
To be honest, after shaking swords a few times and talking to him a few times, I got a rough idea of what kind of guy he was.
But I’ve been through a lot of situations beyond just fighting those two guys. Time to figure out what kind of guys they are? Not enough, more than enough.
The soul’s strength was depleted, his entire body was worn out, and he even asked Cheonwol, who had become a mere corpse.
“No?”
“… … .”
I guess not. I picked up the blade of the Heavenly Demon Sword.
“Take care. And the galbitang you made me back then was good.”
Cheonwol smiled faintly.
“… … If I go to hell, I’ll have to open a galbitang restaurant.”
Hell… … .
“I hope I get the chance to eat that again.”
Cheonwol looked up at me with her eyes wide open. There was resignation in her eyes. I confirmed it. I stabbed the Heavenly Demon Sword into Cheonwol’s heart, which was accepting death.
Phew.
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Cheonwol said that the breath had not stopped yet.
“… … In this place where there is nothing, what do you plan to do now?”
I didn’t answer.
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“There is nothing so ugly as a blind man believing he can see.”
For a moment, goosebumps ran through my whole body.
It wasn’t Ron’s doing, it wasn’t an auditory hallucination, and of course it wasn’t the moon either.
It was a voice from behind. Not right or left. Literally behind. Me, caught behind? No matter how tired I was, behind like this? And so helplessly?
The eyes of the Cheonwol below me opened wide. Reflected in those eyes was a man behind me.
“Ah… … Ahh… … .”
Cheonwol let out something that sounded like a last remark and then suddenly lowered her head.
I slowly turned my head.
A naked young man is seen, wearing nothing.
On his forehead grew a horn-like protrusion, which was different in shape from that of dragons. It was a horn that gave off an unpleasant feeling. Not one, but two horns.
He looks into my eyes.
“It feels like I had a long dream.”
“… … .”
“In that dream, I fought a dead corpse. But that corpse is alive now. Was that a dream or did it really happen?”
My eyebrows twitched. What the heck.
What does this mean? the man asks again.
“Did I dream that I was a butterfly, or did the butterfly dream that I was a butterfly?”
I couldn’t say anything.
Yeah, this is it. This is how it feels.
A feeling of intimidation, someone who is one level higher than me.
This is the guy.
Ragnarok.
I asked him.
“You didn’t turn back time?”
“Turning back time… … Well, maybe it was, or maybe it wasn’t.”
“… … .”
“To turn back time means to swallow up all causality and completely control the flow of the world. So is that why I don’t have any memories now? Do you remember?”
In the records I saw before coming to the Eastern Continent, Ragnarok was described as just a monster itself.
Psycho itself, something inhuman. A true devil.
But the Ragnarok that I saw now was so human.
“I could have turned back time and lost my memories. If so, why did I turn back time?”
He licked his lips with his tongue. The baby.
“Did you get dementia from sleeping too much? Why are you asking me that?”
Ragnarok laughs.
“Why am I asking you? Because I think you would know.”
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I stared blankly at Ragnarok.
Okay, let’s see.
First of all, the guy is awake now. The entropy is full. Actually, it was understandable. We’ve already gone through everything.
There are two masters who have reached the natural world, no, three if you include Cheonwol who has reached the beginning, the life and death world, and the myth world.
Everyone who was meant to die is dead. In this side story, Arthur Gunnar is dead, and Iskandar is dead.
Everyone is dead. How many people can be called transcendent now, other than me and the Master? If Yu Je-ha had gone over the wall, then that would include Yu Je-ha too… … You can just count them on one hand.
That’s why this thing is in front of you now. That’s why it was resurrected.
You probably just woke up and your physical condition isn’t… … the best.
If you fight, your chances of winning go up a little bit. It may or may not be a decimal point, but the point is that it went up.
And at this moment, his mind will become clear.
Amnesia? It was simple. Now Ragnarok’s mind is in disarray.
No, wait a minute.
Am I right?
I can’t be sure. Ragnarok, that guy had an enormous presence just by standing there.
My thoughts are complicated… … Is that really true? Is it true that a being of that level has complicated thoughts?
OK… I need to check.
So far, this thought has been long, but the time it took to think about it was short. About three seconds. I’m not joking, I’m serious.
I stretched out my hand. The Heavenly Sword was sucked into my hand. The Heavenly Sword in my left hand, and the fragments of the Heavenly Demon Sword in my right hand.
He grabbed it tightly and then kicked it away.
After putting all his strength into it, he swung it. Instead of swinging the Heavenly Sword first, he swung the Heavenly Demon Sword in his right hand first.
Ragnarok was still the same. There was no smile on his face. Just a blank expression.
Raise your hand in that state.
Ugh.
It was so easy to catch. Instead, blood spurted out from my right hand that I was swinging. I put strength into my hand. My body froze. I kicked the ground with my feet and swung the Heavenly Sword in my left hand.
It was at least twice as fast as the Heavenly Horse Sword just now.
Kwaaaaang-!!
It is blocked by Ragnarok’s right wrist.
The guy didn’t even move from his spot. The fact that he wasn’t pushed away or anything like that means that he was far stronger than me.
I put my right hand down.
My heart is pounding and racing.
The soul energy moved to the right arm. In an instant, the soul energy compressed and took the form of a sword. It was the Black Magic Sword.
A black magic sword of a higher level than any black magic sword that has been used so far.
I swung it around just like that.
Kwaaaaang-!!
This time too, Ragnarok didn’t even flinch.
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The edge of the black magic sword touched Ragnarok’s forehead, but there was no scratch.
Ragnarok’s gaze was the same the whole time. He kept looking into my eyes. For a moment, I felt a chill, and goosebumps ran down my entire body.
The bastard let go of his hand. The fragments of the Heavenly Demon Sword he was holding fell to the floor.
With that hand that was not holding anything, he touched my black magic sword that was touching his forehead.
It was really sudden. It wasn’t like I just grabbed it or anything, but what happened after that was very unexpected.
First of all, there was a loud noise and the black magic sword turned to dust. My soul energy was scattered. My eyes opened wide.
The guy mutters softly.
“… … 30%, no. 40%. That’s about it.”
I tried to ask ‘whose?’ but it was meaningless, because the guy spoke right away.
“Asura, you’re not even halfway there. This is… … so disappointing.”
I took three or four steps back. I was being really serious.
“Why can’t I just go back in and sleep for another ten million years?”
“That’s okay.”
I don’t know what’s okay. When I think about that, the guy continues talking.
“Asura wasn’t as eloquent as you. He was a very reserved man. You may be weaker than Asura, but you have a more entertaining way of speaking than him.”
Yeah, I find it funny too.
