Kim Jeon Sa, Building Traits Episode 298
Old Father -3-
world, せかい, mundus, world, мир, दुनिया… …
This is different.
[World] in the world characteristic does not refer to a dimension.
What it really means is… … .
‘microcosm.’
Where did you hear that?
In the game?
In the original martial arts novels I read in the world?
Or are you struggling to survive in this world?
Anyway, I heard about it.
Humans are microcosms.
The world is a macrocosm.
So there was a concept that humans and the world were interconnected.
The world’s characteristics were the same.
If you think about it, what does the world have to do with characteristics?
It is strange that the world’s characteristics are transferred, copied, and combined with other characteristics.
Now I know why.
I blinked slowly.
‘Man is the universe.’
and…….
‘Life is the world.’
That’s right.
My life was one world.
After falling into this dead-end world, my life was filled only with collecting traits.
I started by collecting traits, and I have never taken my eyes off them for even a moment.
So the world’s characteristics are expressed as characteristic-related abilities.
Because building up my character was my life.
I closed my eyes tightly.
‘That’s not all.’
But, but.
Can you describe me by my traits alone?
The characteristics are not all there is.
The characteristics of the world are reflected in only two of the six principles: what and how.
While I am alive, I cannot explain why I collected traits in the original world and in this world.
This is all that life has to offer.
The world must be able to explain life.
I finally came to my senses.
A feeling of clear-headedness and a surge of magical power.
“Gun… … room… … jin… … .”
The old father is angry, but it means nothing.
A sense of madness that was exploding like crazy was messing with the timeline.
The five senses, which had accelerated as much as they could, leisurely observed the old father pulling and extending his fist as if time had stopped.
Phew!
Magical power shone and penetrated my brain.
The scene is visible.
The experiences I’ve had so far come back to me like a movie with memories played in reverse.
The New World War.
The Heavenly Horse Sword.
transcendence.
Battle of the Ghost King.
Seoul terror attack.
Disciples.
Forced baptism.
National health insurance disappeared.
SSR-grade Heavenly Horse.
It doesn’t stop there.
Memories are split into two and inserted into the brain.
Memories of Warrior Kim.
Kim Junsu’s memories.
Kim Jeon-sa, an orphan who barely managed to survive.
Junsu Kim was wealthy when he was young, but lost everything.
Two lives were unfolding like a panorama.
It didn’t end with two.
The magical power that penetrates both the brain and the mind, or the rapidly growing world characteristics, even penetrates physical limitations.
Deepest part of the brain.
We have reached something where there is no mass or matter.
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And so the third memory unfolds.
A series of struggles and challenges.
Attribute switching.
World War.
War with the Demon King.
A duel with a deity.
Lastly, there is a scene where he gives up both ascending and ascending and dies as a human.
‘okay.’
I thought to myself calmly.
‘I was a celestial horse.’
If you think about it, there were several clues.
The reason why the saintess said such meaningful words.
Also, the reason why my body, Kim Jeon Sa’s body, happened to be 22 years old.
The reason why the black dome of Gwangju allowed itself only to me.
It was all connected to my past life.
[That’s what makes life interesting. The twists of fate and the distortions of space and time easily play tricks on people’s small plans.]
In São Paulo a saint said this:
If you look at the circumstances, the situation is clear.
In my previous life, after I died as a human and was reincarnated into the original world as a Cheonma, I lived for several decades before the consciousness of a saint was activated.
So the saint didn’t recognize me at first.
why?
Because I am not a demon.
Just a thousand years in the past life.
[Unless the spirit becomes the pillar, both the supremacy of the soul and the strength of the body are vain and meaningless.]
On the verge of transcendence.
When I was using my dragon to get to level 8.
Advice given to me by the Goddess of the Sky River.
[The life before the attainment of the Supreme Soul is still invisible, but three lives are visible.]
I think I understand what that means now.
The memory that was being played has ended.
The life of Kim Jeon-sa.
Kim Junsu’s life.
The life of a celestial horse.
I opened my eyes slowly.
A brain accelerated to the speed of light perceives the external world.
The old father is slowly approaching.
An enormous magical power, a divine power, comes at me as if it is trying to crush me.
Despite the ferocity of the situation, my mind was extremely calm.
What to do.
Because I knew what to do.
‘Man is the universe.’
I repeat it again.
‘Life is the world.’
And the world’s characteristics are fusion and harmony, the power of the whole.
What does it mean to fuse, harmonize, and create a whole?
There’s no need to think any further.
I quietly stretched out my hand.
The world trait that took control of my entire body grows one step further.
Like the world tree in mythology.
Like the cosmic tree that connects the nine worlds.
Connecting three worlds, beyond space and the body!
Kim Jeon Sa’s body.
Kim Junsu’s spirit.
The soul of the Heavenly Horse.
These three worlds.
Crunch.
I heard something cracking.
A magic circuit suddenly appears.
I know what it is.
It was [Wound Recovery], the first thing I made after falling into this world, by putting a ballpoint pen on the back of my hand.
Vitality, Strength, Treasure Hunting, Contamination Resistance, Extraction, and Synthesis follow in that order.
In the order I acquired them.
The same goes for other characteristics.
Hundreds. No, thousands.
All the qualities I gained came out and created the Milky Way in the night sky.
World trait activated here.
The characteristics are strengthened.
Wound healing is through wound repair.
Vitality is great vitality.
Strength comes from strengthening muscles.
Treasure hunting is like a treasure hunter.
All characteristics evolve and become stronger one level at a time.
‘ah…….’
Here we have fusion with each other.
Heterogeneous fusion, three-species fusion, four-species fusion, five-species fusion… … .
They are combined into higher characteristics and evolve further from there.
The sight of something literally being put into the furnace of God and melted down.
Finally, the world tree’s world trait jumped into the center.
Should I call it a catalyst?
Or seeds?
Or the center point?
The world’s characteristics attracted the galaxy of characteristics and condensed them into one point.
And then it explodes.
Big Bang!
Phew!
In the beginning there was light.
A flash of light explodes and pushes the world apart, creating another world.
A country is a small world carved into a microcosm.
There was a sky.
There was land.
There was a sea and a forest.
Human civilization existed, time passed, and the axis of space existed.
This is the true nature of the world.
The world’s characteristics that were raised like a tree, the world’s characteristics that connected the three lives like the world tree.
It was just a seed.
Take a look at the world.
The world also looks up to me.
I suddenly realize something I had realized before.
‘Character is life.’
Thoughts I had while contemplating the divine for transcendence.
Traits are the results of life.
Then, can’t the world also be said to have characteristics?
Character is life. Life is the world. The world is character.
A circling realization.
That huge cycle was embedded in my brain like a seal.
Flash!
My little world evaporates along with him.
Instead, the magic circuit remained.
Thoroughly controlling the entire body.
Even the mind and soul are engraved.
Beyond material and magical circuits.
A super-large condensation circuit that should rather be called a soul circuit.
[world]
These soul circuits cannot be expressed in such crude words.
In fact, it is difficult to express it in human language.
but.
nevertheless.
Let’s try to twist our bodies and put it into words somehow.
[Characteristic][Stacked][is]
[Kim][Jeon][Sa]
It will be something like this.
Kim Jeon Sa who has accumulated traits!
The result of my life.
The culmination of my journey.
My father’s fist, which had come right up to my nose.
You can see a lot of starlight roaring.
If it had been a few seconds ago, I would have died right away if I had been hit by that.
But now… … .
chuck.
He took the punch with his left hand.
Without any armor, without taking any defensive actions.
Just open your palm.
Like catching a baseball thrown by a child.
The old father’s magical power wavered.
“no?”
Even the saint who had been laughing out loud opened her eyes wide and shed tears of blood.
“uh?”
I watched for a moment and then threw my fist.
A fist stabbed playfully.
It was only a light stroke, but the soul circuit was flashing.
[Characteristic Stacked Warrior] is activated with every single one of my actions.
Kwaaaaang!
The explosion goes wild.
A mighty force explodes the old father.
It easily penetrates the chaos barrier and hits the saint’s face.
My chest area is ripped open, emptiness and stars are swirling around, and my left arm, which I’m holding, is torn apart.
“Ugh!”
The old father quickly withdrew his body.
The scattered chaos was absorbed and absorbed, but its power could not be the same as before.
A noticeably smaller body.
My old father, who had been a giant hundreds of meters tall, had shrunk to less than half his height.
“You, you!”
My old father looks at me with anger.
But I don’t feel any pressure.
It just looks infinitely small.
That was actually the case.
The power gap has already been reversed.
“Huh.”
I looked at my old father as if observing him.
I can see the line.
It is not a fate line drawn in a black and white world.
A thick, dark golden line started from me and connected me to my old father.
That’s it.
The fate my old father used to talk about.
“Oh, bowl!”
The old father shouted in anger.
“No matter how much you struggle, your fate is mine! You will end up with me!”
“Oh, I agree.”
“What, what did you say?”
“I agree.”
Actually, that’s right.
I knew it all along.
It’s something you can figure out if you think about it a little.
The old father’s magical power wavered with joy.
“You have finally realized your destiny! Come to me! Become one with me and open a new world and advance to a new dimension!”
“Oh, that’s right.”
I pulled my fist.
I consciously concentrated my strength.
A tremendous amount of magical power sweeps over you.
Even the power of chaos spread throughout the kingdom of God was responding to my will.
It rushes in like a waterfall, adding to its destructive power.
The waves of my old father’s magic trembled.
“Why, why are you doing this? Don’t you still know that you must become one with me?”
“I told you so.”
I said it with sincerity.
“I will become one with you.”
But it might be different from what you think.
Do I really have to be the one eaten?
Should I be your vessel?
Can’t you do it the other way around?
What I’m saying is, can’t I eat you and become a god?
“Hand over the piece of divinity!”
He threw himself into it.
Rushing at a speed close to the speed of light.
Ah, that was the moment when I pierced through my old father.
Wow!
Time and space collapse side by side.
My reflection trailed behind me like a string of taffy.
“Keuh-euk!”
The old father makes a terrible noise.
As I waved my arms, which had suddenly regenerated, chaos poured down.
The starlight roared and the shadows of the abyss soared.
ignore.
It was a fatal blow, no matter what.
There was no need to avoid or block it.
Because my old father’s attacks didn’t even touch my skin, let alone a single particle of it.
“This is ridiculous, this is impossible! A human being! How could a human being obtain such power!”
The old father cries out.
He howls like a frightened puppy.
If the divine martial arts accumulated by humans are Cheonma Shingong, then my power is even greater than that.
I surpassed level 9.
If we look at combat power alone, wouldn’t it be level 9.9, not level 9.5?
‘If we gather and gather the pieces of divinity, perhaps… … .’
It might be level 10.
Beyond the realm of ordinary divinity.
In the hierarchy of gods such as Thor and Gaia.
Pfft!
He beat up his old father.
Kwaang!
He threw a kick.
Kwakwakwang!
He hit me with his knee and then hit me with his shoulder.
“Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!”
The old father is shaking like a scarecrow.
Every time, parts of the chaotic body burst out.
Light and darkness disappear, becoming smaller and smaller.
But he didn’t die.
The reason the power of chaos is reabsorbed.
I too am consuming the power of chaos, but I am no better than my old father, whose essence is chaos.
“Do you think I, do you think I will end up like this?!”
My old father was evil.
“Let’s wage an endless war! In this world, in my kingdom, I am immortal! I, who am already dead, will suffer and suffer, but I will not die! But you, who will become my third throne, will be digested and digested, and in the end, you will become my vessel!”
You still don’t give up?
Actually, that is true.
The Body of Chaos is nothing more than a temporary body built using sacrifices as its source.
Attacking that thing won’t kill your old father.
We must either completely rob the power of chaos or destroy the divine kingdom.
“Hahahaha! Hahaha!”
The old father laughed heartily.
“The thought of making your great power mine makes me happy already!”
“joy.”
I kicked my old father and turned around.
There is a way.
All you have to do is crush the old father and the new country together.
Then, the source of power disappears, and the old father loses his ego and falls in status.
He is not a god, but in fact he is just a spirit.
Like the god of Kim Sa-je’s sect.
Slurp.
He drew his sword.
The silent sword that was stuck in the golf bag.
It sticks to your hand.
The most used weapon ever to fall into this world.
A sword that felt awkward at first, but now feels like my own alter ego.
I can strike the strongest blow when I hold a sword, rather than a gun, a firearm, or my fists.
“ha ha ha!”
My old father looked at me and laughed.
“What difference does it make if you pick up that little piece of iron? Try it! Even if I have to spend a thousand years, even if I have to be tortured for ten thousand years, I will eat you!”
I ignored him and grabbed the silent sword.
Mars gladiator fighting style.
The sword of the Nephilim.
Kalaratri.
The traits that occupy the largest portion of my soul circuit.
After taking the three great swordsmen of the warrior lineage as his disciples and pouring his heart and soul into training them, the three great swordsmanship techniques he acquired were shining like the sun, moon, and stars.
The master of the sword that became a part of the sky.
The power of the giant that became a mountain.
A magical soul that flows like a river.
One Thousand Against One, Knight of the Holy Crown, Knight of the Dragon, Ultimate Strike, General, Evolution, Wish, Island War, Our House, Ghost Eye, Sixth Sense, Air Raid, Diamond Body, Indomitable, Immortal, Magic Resistance, Gunslinger, Magic Brain, Craftsman, Rapture, Dragon’s Cry, High Heaven, Extreme Ice, Heavenly Wall, Sacrifice, Iron Blood…
The reverse sword obtained by defeating the Ghost King.
The hero that the legion commander gave as a demonstration of his true power.
Each one shines with its own shape in its own place.
A light that blooms as if it had been waiting.
Health?
This power cannot be defined by such a name.
This is space.
Maybe the world itself.
A light that transcends even transcendence.
took a stance
The most basic of the basics, top kick.
“you…….”
My father’s old diary sounds like a groan.
He took that as a signal and brought his sword down.
Flash!
A single ray of light split the world apart.
Of course, my old father.
Even to the new country.
