SSS-Class Suicide Hunter Chapter 390

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Episode 390 < The time he waited, the time he walked. (3) >

In total, the great slashes embroidered the world four times.

From the third slash, a [person] was finally born. People named the moment when the third slash occurred “Sword Day.”

In the fourth slash, the [people] who were [the whole group] were divided into countless [tribes], [nations], [cities], [villages], [clan], and [families], and eventually, [Individual] was born. People named the moment when the fourth slash occurred “Poetry of the Sword.”

And time passed.

To distinguish it from the Year of the Sword, the Year of the Ax, the Year of the Spear, and the Year of the Bow were created.

To distinguish it from the Sword Moon, the Armor Moon, Shield Moon, and Bracelet Moon were created.

Likewise, in order to distinguish it from the blade of the sword, and to distinguish it from the poetry of the sword, countless blades and verses were created, and by splitting them again, countless minutes and countless seconds were created.

Some people called these time-chopping techniques the fifth slash, but they did not receive everyone’s support. Regardless, the fragmented perspectives began to revolve around each other with their own seasons.

And finally, the moment came when the year of the sword, the month of the sword, the day of the sword, the hour of the sword, the minute of the sword, and the second of the sword clicked together like gears.

It was also the moment when he was forged.

3.

A temple is usually the main shrine where the god who regulates the providence of the world resides. Alternatively, it is a sanctuary created by the expelled gods to escape from other gods who are so fierce.

But the temple was neither one nor the other.

The temple was a shell of the god.

Kang!

ruins.

In the flow of gears that had been repeated for so long that counting became meaningless, and in the eternal winter that eventually arrived, the temple was no better than a rotting husk floating on the flesh, unable to be thrown off.

Gang

Gang

Gang

Inside the shell, the sound of two hard things colliding was echoing.

Kang!

One of them was a small fist.

The tightly closed fist, as if grasping the world, struck down with a force appropriate for it. Kang… ! Every time, a shock that seemed to split the sky and a sound wave that shook the ground echoed.

Kang!

The other side was a metal monster.

At first glance, the metal ingot appeared to be burning brightly. It was that red. However, if you look closely, each time the fist was struck, what fell from the ingot was not sparks but rust. It only looked so red because it was rusted from end to end.

Kang!

The girl shaking her fist had golden hair.

It was not a sticky color, as if it had been combed through thick honey. On the contrary, even if you soaked it in glue and rubbed it, the hair was so flimsy that if you threw it into the air, it would scatter like dandelion seeds and fly away.

Kang… … !

From the gap in the golden wheat field that shook with every punch, two scarecrow-like figures that remained after the typhoon rose.

They were broken horns.

The girl was not human.

It was one of the oldest dragon emperors, and one of the constellations with the largest territory carved into the sky.

“You’re a cow that harvests ruins, right?”

Someone called the girl’s name.

The girl’s fist, which was hitting the metal block, stopped for an instant.

The girl just glanced away. Her flowing hair was so porous that the girl could easily see the person who had called her even through the eyes covered by her bangs.

The girl’s lips were sweet.

“Is it a poisonous snake?”

“Okay, you don’t know who I am, but—ing!? How do you know!?”

The gray-haired man, who was leaning against the pillar of the temple with his arms crossed and looking at the girl, was startled.

Kang!

Mutia, the ox that harvests ruins, answered calmly as he struck his fist towards the metal ingot again.

“What do you think are the virtues required of God?”

“uh… Sincerity?”

The poisonous snake reflexively answered the sudden question.

Mutia paused again for a moment and then nodded.

“I know very well. “It’s proof that I played the role of god properly.”

“Oh, I had a bit of a hard time… No, not this… .”

“God is a slave.”

Kang!

Mutia hit the metal block with his fist again.

“So a good god is a good slave.”

“uh… .”

“So, Topju must be the best god for everyone.”

Kang!

Amid the metallic sound, the viper closed its mouth. The tower owner was a topic he did not yet understand.

Mutia continued.

“I am also a good god, although not as good as the top owner. And the virtue of a slave is sincerity.”

Kang!

“I lost my sincerity for just a moment and let my guard down, and I lost my horn.”

Kang!

“You are the one who lived in the same world as the guy who cut off my horn, and you are the one who gave him a blow. “It’s natural to remember and prepare.”

“Umm… “I don’t know whether I should say it’s an honor or just that, it makes me angry.”

The viper scratched the back of his head.

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He then muttered, ‘Well, I guess I have to accept the position of a rival,’ and looked at Mutia.

“Aren’t you asking why I came?”

“Aren’t you going to explain it to me? “Whether with words or with body.”

“Uh, I guess I should… Still, you might think [—this is exactly why you came here, right?], as if you guessed my name.”

“Why should I show my cards?”

“No, he said he was a good slave… .”

“It has been said that the virtue of a slave is sincerity. “Clumsy boasting is a virtue of assholes.”

The viper closed his mouth. Mutia also kept silent, so for a moment, in this god’s skin, bang, bang! The only sound that could be heard was the sound of God’s fist hitting a metal block.

The viper hesitated before opening its mouth.

“Do you know if it’s a hammer? It would be convenient to use that… .”

As he spoke, the viper thought.

[ hammer? What is that? ]

[Ah, this is a ‘hammer’… You can hit metal easily. ]

[Awesome, Viper-kun… ! Ah, perhaps the place called the Lion World puts overwhelming skill and care into even the simple act of striking metal like this…! ]

“venomous snake. “Now that’s too much bullshit for even me to listen to, so can’t you just stop?”

“I didn’t say anything!?”

“You’re thinking.”

“no… I think I can do whatever I want, no matter how famous the constellation is, that’s an invasion of privacy… hmm. anyway. It’s called a hammer… .”

“This,”

Kang!

“It is my horn.”

Kang!

“In order to smelt my horn, I had no choice but to use my fists. “No metal is too soft.”

“indeed.”

The viper, who had once worked as a blacksmith as a god living among people, lifted his chin.

“hmm… The reason it rusted so much… .”

“Because my horn can only be melted by time. Any flame is too cold.”

“indeed.”

The viper sighed.

“You said time is your power. “Are you saying that you are the only one who can melt or break your body?”

“Yes.”

“That makes sense. But it only makes sense.”

The viper crossed his arms.

“It was Gongja Kim who cut off your horn.”

Kaaang… … !

With a sharp sound, the metal that was hit by the fist let out a loud scream.

It was a terminal evil, and at the same time, it was an old and ancient voice.

[ Congratulations! ]

Unlike his usual calm tone, TOP’s lively declaration rang out.

[Item whose grade cannot be measured! ]

[You have created the 13th World Noble Phantasm! ]

That declaration was heard not only by Mutia but also by the viper.

The viper was nervous. Either way, Mutia stood up.

After shaking the just-forged sword a couple of times, I held it up until it made a sound.

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[Returner Harvester]

Rarity: World class

Creator: Cow Harvesting Ruins

Description: A sword of tenacity forged from the horns of a bull harvesting ruins. This is the so-called [Time Flying Homing Missile]. In other words, it could be said to be a [missile that absolutely kills a returner]… . Be scared. What about people who were hit here and returned after dying? I’m going back with this knife. What is it? As soon as it returns, it dies again… . So what if I go back again? Immediately die again. Abandon all hope for those who died by this sword… . I guess you could say that’s what it means.

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The viper swallowed dry saliva.

“… “The reason I came here is because of a prophecy.”

Mutia just looked at the sword without saying a word.

The viper continued speaking.

“There is a real prophet, not a fake one, in our tower.”

“…….”

“The prophecy says that Mutia, you will be a formidable enemy of Gongja Kim.”

As he spoke, the Viper activated his skill.

[ Activates Invincible. ]

His SS level, skills, and [Invincible] show the opponent’s expected path. In other words, you will be able to know what the other person will do next and move accordingly.

It is a simple but powerful skill. This means that when playing rock, paper, scissors, you can make your play after seeing what your opponent is playing.

Of course, even the simplest fight is closer to one minus one plus mukchipa rather than the usual rock-paper-scissors. Nevertheless, no, precisely because of this, the true value of this skill cannot even be measured if it is possessed by someone who knows how to use it properly.

And of course, the Viper knew how to use this skill properly.

It was then.

“It’s noisy… .”

Mutia let out a sigh.

Thinking that the words were directed at him, the viper bit his lip thoughtfully and tried to take a full-fledged fighting stance.

It was a misunderstanding. Mutia’s words were not directed at the poisonous snake.

Mutia’s eyes were not directed at the poisonous snake either.

“Just say what you have to say, like Gu Won-ha.”

“hmm…?”

The viper looked puzzled, but Mutia did not respond.

Her gaze was fixed on none other than the item description section.

After a while, the item description column changed slowly.

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Description: But it’s too hard… I, who is in charge of item messages, and my sister, who is in charge of skill messages, dream of becoming a more humane and friendlier person. (Strong sense of mission) I will do my best to become the first to reach the top! (sincere aspirations)

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Mutia touched his forehead.

“It seems crazy. Anyway, I guess it’s not a princess line.”

“yes? Princess? If you’re talking about a princess walking through a mirage, then I’m on my own line… .”

The viper puffed out his chest and said.

Mutia then glanced at the poisonous snake, let out a sigh similar to before, and raised his hand.

I hit it.

bang……!

With a burst of drinking, the sword that Mutia had just forged, [Returner Harvester], split into two.

[No, this is crazy!? ]

The item manager at the tower was astonished.

[I suddenly destroyed a world-class item whose grade cannot be measured and fell asleep… !? ]

The viper also made a dumbfounded expression.

“What are you doing… … .”

“Well, that’s not what I wanted to make in the first place.”

Mutia continued speaking while shaking off his hands.

“When you brought up that guy’s story, my thoughts got mixed up. That’s why it was created.”

“…….”

“It’s already been made. It would be fun to write it as it was created, but I am a representative of time. “I cannot tolerate coincidences on my part.”

Mutia began smelting his horn again, which had lost its shape and returned to an ingot.

Kang, Kang! The sound echoed throughout the temple.

The viper watched this in silence for a while.

“What were you trying to make?”

“Not a weapon.”

Kang!

“To be swung towards something that is not alive.”

Kang!

“I was flattered that you didn’t know anything.”

Kang!

“I am making a blacksmith’s hammer.”

The viper was silent for a moment.

asked.

“What is that for?”

“For anything.”

Kang!

“Rather than using someone as a tool, I want to create a tool for someone to use.”

Kang!

“If you do that, anyway, it’s better than that trash item from just now—”

Kang!

“Because I’ll be able to get closer to the guy who broke my horn.”

The viper took the answer to heart and thought deeply.

[ Cancel the activation of Invincible. ]

So, the viper asked.

“Do you want me to help you?”

“hmm?”

“Uh oh. I’ve worked as a blacksmith before… . “I said only your fists work, but you never know, right?”

The viper rolled up his sleeves and grinned.

“Anyway, this fist is the one that almost pierced that guy’s heart.”

Mutia frowned.

It wasn’t for long. She hummed, snorted, and turned around again.

“… … Do whatever you want.”

So the viper did just that.

Kang!

Kang!

How much time had passed, with different sounds echoing?

Kaaang… … !

A shock wave exploded.

A gap appeared, as if an egg had become incontinent, and a sharp, bright swarm of light exploded from inside.

and.

[ Congratulations! ]

The temple began to fall apart.

It’s as if the shell that was shed a long time ago has now accepted its fate of falling apart.

[Item whose grade cannot be measured! ]

Poseok. Push! As the roof collapsed, the pillars supporting the temple shifted. At first, the pillars swelled on the surface as if they were suffering from indigestion, and then they started to rumble… ! It collapsed, spewing sand and dust.

The shock wave collapsed the temple from the inside.

[You are the first to create an object that surpasses the World Noble Phantasm—]

It is said that at that moment on that day, everyone who set foot on the tower heard that declaration.

[Key sculpting completed. ]

but.

[ The constellations you were associated with have changed their way of life because of you, and as a result they can no longer exist in the same way as before. ]

It was not known that the tower’s declaration, which only one person could hear, also rang out at the same time.

[The 93rd floor is cleared! ]

Those who heard the tower’s declaration looked down at the collapsed ruins, and in the middle of them, a man with an eyepatch and a girl with a broken horn were delighted as they held up a blacksmith’s hammer.

Then he turned around and started walking slowly.

[Enter on the 94th floor. ]

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