Episode 327 < Gods and kings. (3) >
4.
Hell’s time has stopped.
“… … “This can’t be happening.”
An artificially created Colosseum.
Beneath the layers of sedimentary rock, in the middle of it, Mutia, the [Cow Harvesting the Ruins], shouted while shaking her hair like a golden wheat field.
“This can’t be happening!”
Mutia took a step forward. The hammer swung, causing anger.
It exploded.
[‘The cow that harvests the ruins’ manifests its power.]
[‘The music box just for you’ unleashes its power.]
The fox blocked that explosion.
“But if you think about it carefully, it couldn’t have been like this.”
“This can’t be happening!”
“But, if you think about it carefully, it couldn’t have been like this.”
The fox recited the narration in a theatrical style.
Mutia gritted his teeth.
“I am the cow who harvests the ruins! That is my pseudonym, my true name is ‘the eye of the typhoon raging in the Changhae (治海)’! “Even if countless times pass in all things, I am the absolute time coordinate that is unwavering in any flow, like the eye of a typhoon!”
“What do you mean by absolute time coordinates? Confucius, there is Einstein in your world. Can we go and argue with him? Don’t do this here… … .”
“Death King! “I know how insignificant you are!”
Mutia glared at me with fierce eyes.
As the power disappeared, the blood in the eyes subsided, and Mutia’s eyes regained their golden color once again.
“I know your past!”
The scent of the blazing sun wafted from those eyes.
“Young ahaha! You were just a seed with nothing. A shabby single room! Cramped bed! Portraits of idols hanging on the wall like laundry! “Isn’t it because you have nothing that you embroidered the air with idols that looked like [there was something]?”
“…….”
“You were a ruin! It was truly a ruin because nothing had ever been accomplished. Before you were given the name Death King, no, Death King, you were worthy of being my follower! “You are the perfect person to wish for return!”
is it.
Does Mutia, the constellation that rules over time and the power of regression, know my entire history, what kind of person I was before I entered the 4000-day nirvana?
‘but. of course.’
I accepted the other person’s omniscience.
‘If I didn’t know my past, the world that unfolded just now wouldn’t have existed.’
Mutia unleashed his power and cornered me.
It brought me back to being old without gaining anything.
In the process, several assumptions were made by the powers that be.
『If you haven’t met the Sword Saint.』
『If you hadn’t met the Geomje.』
『If you hadn’t met the Flame Emperor.』
It can be like that up to the Sword Saint. Simply by knowing me, it is possible to pose the hypothesis [If you have not met the Sword Saint].
But Geomje.
Especially, the Flame Emperor.
‘Unless you know my entire past, you can’t even throw it out as a hypothesis.’
If so, how did it become possible?
How does [Cow Harvesting Ruins] know my history of return?
‘Hamust was a constellation that dealt with stories. I found out about my regression by reading human [stories]. But what about Mutia? Because Mutia himself is the god who controls time and return?’
As my mind raced through speculations and inferences, Mutia shouted in anger.
“But what if your life was also ruined by another regressor in the first place!”
It was a statement that could not help but break my thoughts.
“yes?”
“Don’t act like a fool. “Have you ever thought about it?”
Mutia spread her arms.
“[Why am I so unlucky?]”
The words I threw out.
“[Why can’t I learn any skills?]”
Words that many people have thrown around.
“[Why do I never get the slightest chance to show off my talent or opportunity?]”
I took a deep breath.
I spat it out.
“I’d be lying if I said I never thought about it that way. yes. I did a lot. “I not only thought about it but also complained a lot, and when my days were colored with resentment, my nights were colored with alcohol.”
“You just gained one skill and you got this far.”
Mutia said.
“With amazing will, undying courage, unending enthusiasm, and devotion to everything that came across, he finally arrived at the feet of Mutia. Have you ever thought it was strange? “Have you ever had any doubts that the fact that you, who don’t even have any talent, have pioneered a path that is truly miraculous?”
“that… … .”
“You might say it’s [thanks to meeting good people].”
Mutia smiled.
That smile was as brilliant and deep as molten gold.
“But no!”
Moment.
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I realized that this was the [final plan] she had prepared.
He destroyed the ground, created a colosseum from which he could not escape, attacked with the two hundred apostles, and poured out his power to age me. Even so, if I hadn’t broken down.
The final blow prepared as a way to tell you to endure this too.
-… … For some reason, I don’t think I should listen to it.
Bae Hu-ryeong muttered.
-I’m not sure what secret you’re trying to tell, but I have a bad feeling. It is said that when a constellation is poisonous, useless evil always comes.
‘no. are you okay.’
I looked straight at Mutia.
‘I will listen.’
I have delved into many people’s secrets so far.
Even though I saw it after I was ready to take responsibility, and I actually took responsibility for it, how could it not have been a form of violence?
‘If it’s a secret related to me, I want to hear more.’
My secret cannot be the only sanctuary.
Therefore, as a hunter who owns the [Returner’s Clockwork], I confidently asked.
“What do you mean it’s not?”
“You could have succeeded!”
what does it mean
Since I didn’t know, I asked one more time.
“I didn’t understand. Mutia. “You were able to succeed originally?”
“Ahaha, you fool! “The reason you couldn’t meet an opportunity on the first floor or seize an opportunity on the second floor is not because there wasn’t an opportunity or opportunity there.”
Mutia’s laughter grew louder.
Like the laughter of an ancient king who was cursed to turn everything he touched into gold, the laughter emitted by the golden constellation was grotesque and impoverished.
“You will know the tower! The 10-story tower is a refuge that welcomes those who have fled from the world, an island of comfort, and a land of opportunity. How could there have been no chance of meeting you!”
“…….”
“Was the tower you climbed so heartless?”
Excited.
[‘The cow that harvests the ruins’ manifests its power.]
The Colosseum, which had nothing but sedimentary rock, boom, boom! The pillars of the temple rose from beneath the ground.
It was not a complete pillar.
Remnants of an abandoned temple.
White pillars were scattered throughout hell, like the teeth of an old man whose gums were rotted away by the wind and rain.
『If you hadn’t met the Flame Emperor.』
A screen-like scene was vaguely reflected between the temple pillars.
The first power to manifest was a family I had already heard of.
『If the Flame Emperor had not met the ‘Princess Walking in a Mirage’.』
That’s a completely new assumption.
Above all, in the place of the subject, I was put in the place of the subject, not me.
『If the Flame Emperor had not obtained the ‘Returner’s Clockwork’.』
and.
『If the Flame Emperor had not returned through the ‘Returner’s Clockwork’.』
The world unfolded before my eyes.
4.
『The Flame Emperor, who obtained the Returner’s Wind-up Clock, returns and purchases a Sangryun lottery ticket.』
In the scenery beyond, illuminated through a gap in the pillar, I could see the Flame Emperor and me passing by.
『As a result, you end up going to the Sangryeon Lottery purchase place one step later than in the ‘original world’, and the lottery that was supposed to win 4th place turns out to be a loss.』
A little misfortune.
Beyond the pillar, I sighed lightly and headed toward the hunting ground.
『You take on the challenge with poor equipment and suffer injuries that last a day longer than in the original world.』
That wasn’t all.
『When you arrived after healing your injuries, the box there was already empty.』
The Flame Emperor did not take it.
The box was too insignificant for the Flame Emperor, who had the ability to return at will, to care about.
However, it contained equipment that would have definitely been of great help to me, who was poor and weak.
『You cannot acquire skill cards.』
Like a grain of sand thrown into a well-turned gear, my life gradually changed due to the returner known as the Flame Emperor.
『Your efforts always fail.』
It might be better to describe it as a fall.
『Your life is yours.』
Eventually, until you reach that alcove.
『However, if the Flame Emperor had not returned through the ‘Returner’s Clockwork’.』
So what unfolded next was a world where that little dissonance had disappeared.
A completely different world.
『Your efforts will be properly rewarded』
A fruitful world.
『You gain quite good skills and your efforts bear fruit.』
There, I probably gained the ‘ability to talk to all monsters.’
『You are recognized by people』
Thanks to the skill, the people of the tower finally learn that among the monsters roaming from the 2nd to the 9th floor, there is an intelligent life form capable of conversation, and that they are avoiding humans and forming a huge civilized city underground.
『You pave the way.』
A fact that even we are completely unaware of today.
In the basement of the 5th floor, sub-humans built a city and lived in secret.
『You prevent many tragedies.』
As the only representative of humanity who can communicate with sub-races. As a messenger. As a mediator.
『Get a friend』
The Black Dragon Master pats my shoulder after working hard to prevent the incident. The Black Dragon Master grins and asks me if I would like a drink since he knows a good store.
『Gain a companion.』
Even though my martial arts skills are much lower than mine now.
The image of living a truly rewarding life, receiving recognition from those around me, and living with the people I care about was visible in the gaps between the pillars of the ruined temple.
“Young child.”
Mutia said.
“This is your original.”
“…….”
“It is the path you were originally meant to walk, and it is the fate that was originally given to you.”
My heart was racing.
“The Flame Emperor took it all! It was monopolized! “It’s a monopoly!”
“…….”
“The opportunity you were supposed to have has passed by in vain, and the opportunity you were originally supposed to have has slipped through your fingers!”
…….
“In that world line— in the [original] world. From the original. In the main stream, there was no reason for you to endure 4,000 hardships. “He was able to live a satisfying life simply by being sincere, refining his inherently sincere nature.”
is it.
“Do you understand? I’m young. “You are not unlucky.”
Was I already living a life distorted by Yoo Soo-ha?
“You lost your luck to someone else!”
A loud roar echoed through the hellhole.
“I’ll send you back.”
Mutia.
“To the real life you should have lived.”
This is definitely a sharp poisonous weapon.
only.
“The life you are spending now is fake. It’s in vain. This time, I will make sure that you walk in your own time and that no returner interferes with your timeline. I will make you walk in real life. Abandon your constellations. And in my family… …
“late.”
“what?”
The moment Mutia asked back, my demonic body had already moved.
Whick!
The blade I pulled out split hell horizontally.
Suddenly, the pillars of the temple shifted where the Auror passed.
It collapsed.
Like a white radish being cut, the pillars of the temple bloomed by Mutia’s power were cut in half very easily.
“It’s too late at least.”
“Now, you bastard! what… … !”
“Is it [fake life] or [real life]? “If you were going to make a joke like that, you should have come to me before I met Raviel, deceived me before I met Master, and persuaded me before I saw the Black Dragon Master’s smile.”
I said, glaring at the glowing gold.
“Topju said I didn’t live my best life. “You say I haven’t lived a true life.”
He spoke to the beyond of gold.
“Which life is fake and which is real is not determined by the order of time. Cows harvesting ruins. “If there are people who have been influenced by me, if there are people who have been influenced by me, if it becomes love, if it becomes friendship, if it becomes a helping hand, if there are people who walk together, that is my true life.”
I held the sword expressionlessly.
“I am we. There are people who made me who I am. And, we are only in this world.”
“…….”
“Our true world is only here.”
Cows harvesting ruins.
“Ego.”
Mutia.
Power, return.
“I’ve heard the music your constellation makes.”
Book 1.
Break it down and lock it up.
Pahwe破毁.
Book 2.
Force them not to escape from the artificial Colosseum.
Pahwe破毁.
Book 3.
Mobilize all 200 apostles and join forces.
Pahwe破毁.
Book 4.
Mobilize the power of the Constellation to age the Death King.
Pahwe破毁.
Book 5.
To tempt someone by showing them the original time and bring them into one’s circle.
Pahwe破毁.
The constellation, which aimed at at least two things at a time and came up with five strategies to defeat me, the successor to the Sword Emperor, now had nothing but a hammer to block me.
“first.”
“…….”
“I will take your pride.”
One island.
Mutia clearly held the hammer and swung it, probably trying to counter my attack, but the results revealed to the world after a split second had passed were devastating.
Fluttering.
Long horns.
Among the things that hung on both sides of Mutia’s forehead, the right horn was lying helpless and caught in the sandstorm.
“ah…….”
and.
[The presence of the ‘cow harvesting the ruins’ becomes blurred.]
The brilliant golden light became a little dull.
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