Kim Jeon Sa, Building Traits Episode 277
Prophecy Come True -2-
Awakening failed!
It is almost impossible.
For the past 15 years, all of Poka’s capabilities have been focused on today.
Then what is it?
Clearly, this means that external factors intervened.
As soon as I heard it, I jumped up.
“Let’s go.”
“Yes, yes!”
“Is it just that the awakening failed, or is there another problem?”
“I’ll tell you as we go.”
The ceremony site is not far away.
I took my weapon and followed the archbishop.
The air was tense.
The sounds of screams, cries, and shouts echoed from afar.
The Archbishop speaks while wearing a sound barrier even though he is not inside the main temple.
“The burning smoke vomited blood.”
“Blood?”
“Yes. It seems like you’re definitely addicted… … .”
“Addiction? Is that possible?”
Even the kings of the Joseon Dynasty were always followed by court ladies like Kimi Sanggung.
But what about the young sage gods of the 21st century mega-religious groups?
I don’t know for sure, but I’m sure there will be tight security.
So much so that it is nearly impossible to penetrate.
The archbishop groaned.
“I don’t know… … .”
Finally arrived at the ceremony site.
Several knight commanders stood guard with scary faces.
As the archbishop tries to enter, he holds out a halberd with a cannon attached to it and blocks his way.
“Excuse me, Your Excellency. You must undergo a body search first.”
“A body search? I already know that you have searched my soul and detected my magical waves, but you are going to search me?”
The archbishop grimaced.
But the commanders of the knights don’t seem to be able to move even a single needle.
They just repeated what they wanted to say with stiff faces.
“I’m sorry, but isn’t this the situation? This is something the Patriarch has personally instructed. I ask for your cooperation as well.”
“Whew… … Good. Hurry up and do it.”
The archbishop raised his arms stiffly.
The commander of the knights looked at me and spoke in a businesslike tone.
“Paul’s knight is no exception.”
“I’m fine. It’s normal.”
After a body search, we entered the ritual room.
Underground cavern.
There was a large sinkhole-like hole in the center, and lava was boiling inside.
What is superimposed on top of that is a three-dimensional magic circle.
Wheein. Wheein.
The awakening ritual is causing magical powers to flash.
I guess that’s fine.
The important thing was the young boy lying on one side of the hollow.
Appearance that makes one look like a middle school student.
But the powerful magic beating in my heart.
A face as pale as Paris and limbs blackened and dead.
It was the wise god Poka.
“Please continue the treatment!”
“Consciousness! We must stop consciousness first!”
“No! If the magical power of consciousness is cut off, the burning smoke will die instantly!”
“fu*k! If this keeps up, you’ll go back to a state of magical overload!”
“I will slow down the magic injection speed as much as possible!”
“Damn it! I told you to treat it more strongly! If you keep doing this, my heart and lungs will be completely erased!”
Total chaos.
Archbishops are running around like lowly apprentice priests.
He was making a fuss about adjusting the magical power injected into the magic circle and clinging to the fallen Poka to display his divine power.
Look at the poker calmly.
It is visible.
A certain energy that gathers in the heart and slowly swells.
A pitch-black color, darker than ink and deeper than a sea turtle.
I was used to it.
It was the power I had seen several times in Gwangju, Gyeonggi-do, at Cheonmasingyo.
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‘Why is this here?’
Cheonma Shingong.
Or a poison made by refining the Cheonmasingong.
The power to call it that was eating away at Poka.
The heart has already been almost devoured and destroyed, and is now spreading to the lungs and stomach.
If the archbishops, including the patriarch, had not been using healing magic ceaselessly, they would have died long ago.
The archbishop stamped his foot.
“Your Majesty! What should I do? I’ve sent a request for help to the Mamaquila Order, but it’ll take at least a few hours for the Wise God to arrive!”
It is because of various restrictions placed on the wise god.
If it weren’t for that, I would have arrived and swept it away before I had time to exert myself during the last Phantom King incident.
“it’s okay.”
“yes?”
“It was a stroke of genius that you brought me here. I will stop you.”
The archbishop gave me a look of anticipation.
“I will believe you, Master Geomcheon. The burning smoke foretold that Geomcheon would save you, so I hope that prophecy comes true.”
A character whose divine power or level is inferior to that of other archbishops.
But his conduct and his way of dealing with the world were certainly excellent.
I guess you brought me into this crazy situation.
The poison of the Heavenly Demon God.
Now that Cheonma is dead, aren’t the only ones who can control this the Shingun and I?
I approached Poca.
“Who… … Hmm? Aren’t you Geomcheon?”
The Patriarch scratches his brow, then looks at me and his expression softens.
But that was only for a moment.
Soon he turned his head away with a blank expression on his face.
“I appreciate you coming to help, but this is not something a warrior can do.”
“no.”
I said with confidence.
“Only a warrior can remove the poison that Burning Smoke has inflicted on you. Not a priest.”
“What do you mean?”
“Get out of the way.”
He grabbed the Patriarch by the shoulder and pushed him away.
The patriarch comes out, saying, “Oh, oh.”
Instead, he sat down and reached out to Poca.
The archbishops copied the trait at the moment they were about to say something.
My hands are turning black.
As expected, it is not engraved with a magic circuit.
Still, he was able to control the Heavenly Demon God who was eating Poka.
‘slowly…….’
The trick is simple.
Just do as you did before.
Just like when you detoxify the venom of the scorpion in the Shinwon market.
The only difference is that it’s not my body, it’s someone else’s body.
Guided the pitch-black energy.
With the left arm closer to the heart.
Little by little, as if scraping it up drop by drop.
Blood vessels melt.
All the muscles, flesh, and nerves are disappearing.
It was terrible.
More poisonous than any poison I’ve ever experienced.
If I had been poisoned by this, I would have had a hard time enduring it even if I had evolved by combining [Indomitable] and [Indomitable].
Since the procedure was being performed externally and on someone else’s body, it was actually easier.
“Yes, it works!”
“The poison has moved!”
“Heart! Regenerate the heart!”
My heart pounded like a divine force bombarding me.
A heart that plays, albeit slowly.
Both the lungs and the stomach were restored.
All that remained was the poisonous aura that had gathered in his right arm.
The archbishop who brought me here shouted proudly.
“Let’s cut it off! Even if we cut off one arm, it will easily regenerate! Then it would be better to resume consciousness!”
It seems like consciousness hasn’t completely failed yet.
I waved my hand to stop the archbishop.
“It’s not cured yet.”
“Yes? All the poison has moved to the arm… … ”
“This. Its roots are embedded in the entire magic circuit. It is growing by consuming the magic supplied by the awakening ritual.”
“That, that can’t be.”
“Can’t you stop the awakening ritual? That way, we can completely destroy it.”
“That, that’s it.”
The archbishop frowns and looks at the patriarch.
The Patriarch closed his eyes tightly and said:
“It’s impossible.”
“why?”
“That is… … .”
Is this confidential information?
The Patriarch hesitated for a long time.
I barely manage to open up when I put pressure on him without saying a word.
“Because if the awakening ritual fails once, the wise god becomes an ordinary human being.”
Oh. So that’s what it was.
The 8th level transcendent being and object of faith disappears permanently.
This is something that the Poka sect would never do.
It’s a total loss for me too.
“You are saying that the awakening ritual cannot be stopped.”
“Yes. No matter what sacrifices are made, the awakening ritual must succeed. We are already prepared for it.”
The patriarch bites his lower lip.
Other archbishops also clenched their fists and strengthened their resolve.
The attitude of trying to succeed even if it means using sacrificial magic in times of emergency.
What should I do?
How can I remove the root and detoxify this poison?
‘That’s strange, by the way.’
I don’t know if it was done by the saint or by my old father himself.
What tricks did they use to install the martial arts Cheonma Shingong as a giant defensive barrier and process it into poison to poison people?
<[God's Eye]>
Evolve your ears and examine them thoroughly.
In addition to the Golden Eye and the Prophet’s Ring, the Destiny Eye is also used.
Also equipped with helpful traits such as sixth sense, magical brain, and rapture.
The divine body of Poca is drawn in detail in my mind.
Similar to humans, but different.
That much more transcendent and higher body.
‘This is amazing.’
My body has been reconstructed four times.
But Poca’s body was superior to mine.
This is almost not a physical body, but a divine body.
The body of the wise god.
Its shape and texture are instinctively imprinted in our minds.
Do you know?
Later on, as an evolutionary trait, I might also obtain a body close to that of a sage god or a demigod.
‘That’s it.’
The body of a god is reminiscent of a beautiful and elaborate structure.
Deep inside, a pitch-black aura is visible, growing like a poisonous mushroom.
The root of poison.
I pulled it gently.
With the characteristics of the Heavenly Demon Sword in your hands.
The doctors applied force very carefully, as if they were performing cerebrovascular surgery.
But it doesn’t move.
It wasn’t moving at all.
It’s the same even if you exert your will again.
The sight of the Heavenly Demon God in my hand playing completely separately.
‘Isn’t it the Heavenly Demonic Sect?’
Observe again.
Gather all your consciousness and focus it on the root of the poison.
Then its true nature was revealed.
It wasn’t martial arts, it was divine power.
A divine power that embraces both darkness and light, and possesses both evil and purity.
“Old father… … .”
“Huh? What does that mean?”
“This isn’t just simple poison.”
“Of course… … .”
“It is both a martial art and poison, and it is both a martial art and a curse.”
“yes?”
Poisons the target in the form of poison.
I destroy the internal organs with the power of the I-Double Technique.
The curse’s properties interfere with healing.
But in the center of this is Cheonma Shingong?
He really made up his mind and took action.
‘Even if someone who can use the Heavenly Demonic Art comes and lifts the curse, it means that Poka would have died in the end.’
The plan is perfect.
But if it weren’t for me.
If only I hadn’t visited Cheonmasingyo and gotten to the point where I could imitate Cheonmasingong.
I got up from my seat without any hesitation.
“Seal it for now.”
“A seal?”
“Yes. It’s a sacred seal. You should be able to hold out for about a day. Please maintain the awakening ritual as much as possible. During that time, we’ll lift the curse.”
“Do you know how to do it?”
“Yes. First, gather all the suspects. Those who participated in the awakening ritual alone are not enough. You must gather everyone who came into contact with the burning smoke.”
“Yes. I have already collected them.”
This is the Poka sect that has maintained tight security for 15 years.
Even when Poca and I met face to face, it was made to look like an audience with the Patriarch.
Naturally, only a very small number of people came into contact with Poca, and as soon as the awakening ritual was over, they were all captured and locked up in one place.
Priest, Paladin.
There are exactly two types.
There were no ordinary maids or servants at all.
Minor cooking, cleaning, and serving were all done directly by the priests and paladins.
As soon as they entered the temporary prison, everyone screamed.
“Your Holiness the Patriarch! Is the burning smoke, the burning smoke, all right?”
“Are you okay? Are you okay?”
“You can lock me up forever! But Burning Smoke must wake up safely!”
“May glory and power be with the infinitely reincarnated God forever!”
Is it because they are religious people in a world where God exists?
Or is it because the ticket to heaven for the Order of the Mamaquila has already been reserved after death?
Both the imprisoned priests and paladins are like fanatics, only worried about Poka.
As if they were willing to die for Poka’s awakening.
“Be quiet.”
The Patriarch spoke in a heavy tone.
“The knight of Paul was healed of his wounds by the burning smoke. He will soon be completely healed.”
“Oh! Thank you for your kind words!”
“Thank you, thank you! Savior of São Paulo, Knight of Paul!”
“Is there anything we can help you with?”
“Just tell me anything! I’ll tell you everything I know!”
Priests and paladins leaned out through the iron bars.
There was not a single exception.
Everyone’s eyes were sparkling with joy.
Although subdued, with a divine radiance that comes naturally.
The Patriarch frowned as if he found it difficult.
“Is there a curser among these?”
How to lift a universal curse.
It’s about killing the practitioner.
“I don’t know. At least the perpetrator will be here.”
Preparation and modification are done by the old father or saint.
The curse treatment and mediation are done by Mahuga.
However, the possibility of direct infiltration is slim.
It would be difficult to get in here with Mahou’s hiding and transformation abilities.
There is only one thing that is possible.
The only one among the cult members that Mahou can command and who is loyal to Mahou.
‘A thousand-faced horse.’
If it’s a level 7 gnome, it’s possible.
Even in the game, if you only look at transformations, it was top class.
If you are human, you can transform regardless of gender, age, or body type.
Even if a level 8 character were to turn detection, it would often be fooled.
So, what would it be like in front of my evolved characteristics?
<[God's Eye]>
Let’s look at them one by one.
Male priests and female priests.
Old Paladin Young Paladin.
A skinny, lanky person.
Then suddenly, my gaze fell on a knight.
A handsome male knight.
I asked the Patriarch most enthusiastically about Poca’s well-being.
Like the others, it radiated divine light, but it could not deceive my eyes.
Something that cannot be hidden even by transforming the skeleton, changing the skin and eye color, or transplanting fake characteristics.
[Thousand Faces][Boneless Magic][False Divine Power]
[Ghost Law][Ghost Law][Acting]
Magic circuit.
That is, characteristics.
He raised his finger and pointed at the knight.
“It’s him.”
