Clearing the Game at the End of the World Chapter 202

Chapter. 11. Wizard of Wizards (22)

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-Cow.

-Cooooooong.

The closer Otman got to that earth-shattering sound, the more he felt a strange sense of anxiety.

He was a water wizard. A person who has tried to resemble water throughout his life and whose essence has also become closer to water.

Water is easily colored by other colors, and ripples are prone to being swept away by strong waves.

He felt that his mind was being swept away by the emotions gushing out wildly from that epicenter.

‘Anger, pity, confusion and resignation. It’s rough and violent. Since there is no object, it must be a flow towards itself. ‘What on earth could have shaken that strong child?’

We brought in the water we used in the previous battle, as well as water from all the underground water and wells nearby on our way here. Ottman thought that might not be enough.

The scent of blood was so thick that you could clearly taste it on the tip of your tongue.

Sasak!

Idrasil, which was moving swiftly between the roofs, stopped in front of the intangible boundary.

“I will be here to watch and provide support.”

“Did you feel something too?”

“…Not really. It’s just that I feel like if I get closer, I’ll be stained by ‘that’. “My mother told me to learn from him, but I don’t have the confidence to handle that.”

What was in the elf’s eyes was not a simple emotion like fear. Sort of…a wonder? Admiration?

Otman wanted to ask what on earth Idrasil was looking at, but the alarm bell ringing in his chest told him that there was no time to hesitate even for a moment.

Coooooo!

Now it was so close that I lost my footing due to the impact, so that I could hear the sound directly in my ears instead of an echo.

Thump and thud.

The sound of water dripping was heard from the eaves of the shattered building.

Thump and thud. Tuk.

Whoops!

As I turned around the alley and arrived at the vacant lot, a hot and sticky wind blew. The sound of water drops still irritated my ears from all directions, but since

it had never rained, it couldn’t be raindrops.

Blood fog filled the vacant lot. It was the sound of thick blood fog, enough to make your clothes get wet just by being nearby, spraying and gathering on the fragments of buildings scattered around, dripping down.

In that thick blood fog, a monster and a knight were facing each other.

A monster wearing blood-soaked priest’s clothes and necklace.

A knight who moves with a body that is nothing but bones.

“I’m amazed- I’m so proud-”

The ghost knight’s gloomy voice echoed through the clearing as if he wasn’t paying attention to the group that appeared in the alley.

“Humans, beasts, you have bodies that aren’t even living things. How can you hang on like that?”

The ghost knight’s condition looked serious even at a glance. The jet-black helmet was cracked and dented here and there, bleeding blue ash, and the armor was so severely dented that if there had been a human body inside, it would have already been crushed to death by the armor.

Above all, there was no sword. The essence of the article. Not because he was a ghost, but because he did not have the sword of the ghost knight, which was the central point of maintaining his unclean life, in his hand, and perhaps because of that, the naturalization leaking from the undead body was weakening with every word he uttered.

Quack!

A black, scaly hand grasped its head and lifted it up.

“I’d like to do more. “I have a guest, so I guess I’ll have to stop here.”

“Aaaaa- That weak thing- Do you mean-”

At that moment, the professor turned his head in the direction of the group, and Ottoman was able to see the figure in more detail.

A monster with a curse-filled sword stuck in the exact center of its body, and its flesh writhing around it as if they were pushing each other away.

“Is that really… the body of a living creature?”

“I don’t know, Ottoman. As someone who has studied the relationship between spirit and body my entire life, I… I don’t know.”

Rather than calling it a body, it would be more appropriate to call it a child’s dismembered body piled up haphazardly.

Some are turned inside out, some are stuck in places where they are not supposed to be, and some have doubts about whether they function properly. It’s literally like an insult to life.

“It looks like a toy made by the devil.”

“It’s because of the Aurors. “Look closely.”

What these bizarre shapes have in common is that all of the cut surfaces face outwards. Borka could see a faint purple lingering scent remaining on the cut surface. Even now, when I see the leg bone that was broken and protruding back in real time, there is something in line with the professor’s awesome regenerative power that I saw back then, so it’s not like he was doing it simply to restore the amputated body.

“It appears that the body that was cut off by the aura… and could not be regenerated due to the effect, was attached to the body with a surface other than the cut surface. “It would be like armor made from my severed body.”

“It’s not something the human mind can come up with. “Maybe… it’s already too late.”

Aldrich looked up at the sky for a moment and stroked the locket around his neck. The sky was slightly clouded by thick fog.

“…Notum. “Can you capture that soul?”

“….Can not be done. Big and small humans mixed together. What I don’t know. “If you squeeze rotten flesh too hard, it will crush.”

“okay. I guess I had too many expectations from you, who is now new to soul art. Then… can you call for rain?”

Instead of answering, Notum held his soul jar containing Aldrich’s finger bone in his hand.

“Otman. “Just give me just a moment.”

Just like that.

Beads of sweat formed on Aldrich’s forehead as he heard the sound of the plate mail of a knight who had lost his revived soul falling to the ground.

A grotesque monster with irregular, crooked growth and clustered violence approached, baring its full fangs.

“Otman…. Al…dri…chi…. Notum…. Borka….”

Kick ki hee! Heheuuuuuuuuuuuu!

Bang, bang, bang!

The monster’s body convulsed, dropping the ghost sword that was still emitting purple flames, and the misaligned bodies were falling into place one by one, like putting together a puzzle.

“Who gave you your names?”

Smurmur, murmur, murmur.

Clud-duk-duk-duk-duk!

With the blood pouring like a waterfall, it gradually came back to its original form. A monster that reverts to the human form familiar to Otman and the group.

“Did your mother make it for you? Where was that mother born? Does anyone remember their mother’s hometown? If so, who is that mother’s mother? “How far does the data assigned to you extend?”

Hehehehehehehehe!

Even though the monster was out of breath as if being crushed to death by the words that came out of its own mouth, it did not stop speaking.

“I chose my name. ‘Professor’ is a half-hearted name made by leaving out only the first name and last name of the main body that does not even give it any personality. That’s me. No matter how sad or happy I am, I save and protect someone! love! Even if they hate me again!!!!”

Crack!

“It’s nothing more than an electronic signal from a server hidden somewhere. I was just trying to get out of the game normally, but the president brought me my obituary. My obituary! The body hanging like an experimental subject in that horrible shape is the real me, and the ‘me’ who thinks and acts now is just a program that converts the actions and thoughts of the real ‘me’ into data! “As a clone, I am nothing more than a program that operates to preserve the consciousness of the original!”

The human-shaped monster buried its face in its hands. Although he was sobbing, he was clearly smiling.

“Ah, Ian. That guy can’t tell a lie. What did you say then? Can you go back? Can you go back? He can go back. Of course, my body. But the ‘me’ in front of me is… well?”

The monster’s voice seems calm, but becomes increasingly angry.

“I knew it. That guy too! The words that come out of that mouth are just sweet lies to appease a personality made of 0 and 1 to wake up a sleeping friend! If you clear it, everything will be resolved. okay! It will be updated! To move on to a new world! In order to move on to the 4th world, the memory of the sleeping body will be updated with [Player ‘professor’]’s data! As for me being overlaid on top of that… I am literally being raped by my own memories. “The main body’s memories will be ‘overwritten’ on top of everything else about me.”

Kick-kick-kick….

Crack-crack-crack.

“There are so many good things about being smart. You can see further and make plans faster than others. But if you look closely… it seems like there are a lot of bad aspects as well. It would be better if I didn’t know this. Be bright and energetic as a puppet! “If only I thought this was the way to ‘survive’ and kept going until the end!!!!!”

Wow!

“….like this. “I could have died a peaceful death without knowing anything.”

The monster broke its own neck. As if he would be happy if he could die that way.

“….absolutely crazy. That’s what the professor was so wary of. “Has the infectious agent eroded the entire head?”

Clap, clap, clap!

“WOhUmAA! CurITANAeXeee!!!! IBLAMMM!!!!!”

….Shoooooo

The blood that flowed from Notum’s nose was washed away by the water droplets falling from the sky.

Shooting rain –

despite the sun rising in the sky, rain pouring down only on the open space created by the fierce battle.

The monster looked at the rain falling on the hot and sticky blood mist with amusement.

Stand tall!

The professor’s body, which was slowly putting itself together, stopped as if caught in a spider’s web.

“…Otman. “I don’t think you’ve ever taught me a spell like this.”

“It’s not an order, Professor. “This is just an application of the water magician’s pure ability to compete for control over water.”

The old wizard, clutching the air in the pouring rain, bit his lip as he watched his arms begin to tremble from the exertion.

“no use. Every ounce of moisture in every ounce of fat or muscle on your body is under my control. Disciple. Shame on you! A wizard who builds a world based on his own imagination is influenced by the whispers of a base Mute! “All my teachings have been in vain!”

“It’s no use… Are you serious about that, Ottoman?”

Creak, creak,

tendons sprouted on the monster’s forearms as it felt as if dozens of stakes had been driven into its body.

“….cheeky. Circulate eternally in the dependent flow! [Life of flowing things]!”

Chamchaaaaa!

Ottman maintained control with one hand and contracted with the other, casting the most powerful binding spell he knew.

This magic, which uses the same principle as using dominance, fixes all the moisture in the target’s body at the current location with water chains and stakes that penetrate the body, and is difficult to cast and have an effect on the target. Once activated, it is a master-level knight. It was one of the great spell-level spells that cannot be easily solved.

click.

After seeing that the professor was motionless, Aldrich opened his soul jar and the locket he always wore around his neck.

Sigh! Ouch!

“Wow. “I can’t really move from this.”

“…Wait quietly. They say Aldrich has the skills. I’m sure it will fix you. “You are not the usual professor now.”

Pop.

The professor’s face, which had been smirking for a moment, became expressionless.

Instead of his frozen body, his eyes, tinged with madness, turned towards Ottoman like the hands of a clock.

“That’s it. That’s it. Ottoman.”

Tick. Tidik. Fish sit!

“My usual self. I act differently from the data entered in the record. Wouldn’t that prove that I am an object different from that body? After all, wizards can understand words.”

Fish sit! Teudddeuk!

Otman could not believe the scene unfolding before his eyes. In a body completely restrained by control and great spells, blood vessels were coming out, dividing the flesh, as if escaping the body.

“surely. The wall between the 3rd and 5th ranks is enormous. I’m confident in my strength, but I can’t move. But Master, there is something I have heard here and there.”

Ttdeudeuk, clap! Shwaaagh!

“Blood. “They say it’s thicker than water.”

“Keuuuu! Aldrich! hurry!”

Ottman cried out desperately as he watched new bones and flesh grow as if they were shedding the arteries that had escaped from the body, as if scooping up a specimen.

Sigh!

‘There’s not enough time! Who would have thought that [the flowing life] would be destroyed in such a way!’

A dark red shell grew on the newly born right arm and began to roughly tear off the water chains that bound the body.

“Otman. “I just remembered something I would never do.”

The monster now raises its completely free right arm, folds all fingers except the index finger and thumb, and targets Otman.

“I hope this serves as proof of my existence.”

click!

The first joint of the thumb was folded, making a sound like a hammer loaded with condensed magical power.

“Aldrich-! There’s no time! Come on-”

“When all this shit is over. Let’s meet in the server room. “Master.”

Otman closed his eyes tightly as he watched the red magic power gather at the monster’s fingertips.

Paan –

Clean and soft porousness.

Otman felt the gathering mana subside and slowly opened his eyes.

“Oh my God, the sea!”

When Otman turned his head, the doll standing upright on the roof in the distance slightly raised its hand.

“…I didn’t know I would put an arrow in the same person’s head twice.”

The elf’s arrow, which still had the vivid green color of a live tree, penetrated the professor’s head up to his tail feathers.

Seaaaaak-

“It’s done! Get out of the way, Ottoman! “If you get caught up, you could die!”

After completing the design of the spell, Aldrich raised his rocket, the hem of his robes fluttering frantically, and his son-in-law began to darken.

“Sister, who bound my soul and hung it. Wet your lips with the end of my life. “I extend my hand to you and invite you with blood and death!”

Right!

When Aldrich stamped the back of the rocket floating in the air with his bleeding thumb, the blood penetrated the rocket and drew the portrait inside in the air.

“come! “Nel Petrarch, binder of Aldrich Petrarch!”

Saaagh!

The moment Aldrich closes the locket containing the portrait with the last word of his spell.

The bloody portrait floating in the air swelled, and the figure of a girl with the same face as the portrait walked out of it.

Sabak. Sabak. Sabak.

In the pouring rain, the girl with frost on her every step gently placed her hand on Aldrich’s arm.

Aldrich counted down the minutes from the moment he held his deceased sister’s hand.

’10 seconds. No, I’ll have to use 15 seconds.’

He recalled a professor who was an interesting subject of study as a soul mage. About that strange soul that was deep in thought, then for a moment the shaking of the soul calmed down and then chatted noisily with another voice.

I just looked at him in silence, thinking that the professor might have a reason to hide it just like he had a secret.

‘You looked most comfortable in a space like the night sky!’

No matter how much the soul echoed, the small voice inside the professor could no longer be heard. Perhaps the current corruption must have had its influence.

‘It hasn’t been deeply stained yet. There must be a knot somewhere out there that binds his guardian spirit and his soul!’

Sigh!

Aldrich rolled up his arm, carved a spell in blood, and made Nell dwell within it.

“Abolish the decision! “Cause and fruit will meet and what is wrong will be corrected!”

Sigh!

Aldrich’s hand covered the professor’s face, and at the same time, dark magic and cold pulsed from the arm with the spell on it.

“I hope he is important to you!”

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rattle.

『Initial Soul Ceremony』

Huaaaagh!

In an instant, all the ghosts, darkness, and cold that were running rampant through the shower were sucked into the professor’s mouth, and then

boom!

With the sound of air bursting, the rain clouds, the ears, and the sticky scent of blood that was choking the air disappeared without a trace.

“Huh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!”

dump!

Aldrich, drenched in rain, sweat, and blood, collapsed.

“Did it work?”

“Hehehehehehe we are. “As far as I can.”

Aldrich traced the sense of the spirit that was being pushed away by his fingertips at the last moment of the spell.

It was a much larger soul than I had imagined.

“I’ll just have to hope you can overcome the rest on your own.”

Chuck- Chuck- Chuck- Chuck!

I couldn’t tell how much time had passed, but I could see both the ghost knights in charge of the head of the family and the ghost knights in charge of the knights being cleared away, and the guard soldiers in the inner city, wearing heavy armor, approaching to push out the remaining undead.

“Change your seat. His soul is now locked in the deepest part of himself. “It shouldn’t be a big shock.”

Borka, who was dealing with the crowd of undead after hearing the noise at Aldrich’s signal, quickly rushed over and carried the professor.

“…Outside the castle. I saw where my little stream was. “There is no one in the city who has not seen it.”

“At least until the professor wakes up and can explain, we must not be seen by the lord.”

The group took advantage of the confusion to hide in the forest, supporting their exhausted bodies.

I hope that Aldrich’s prescription will correct my colleague’s broken soul.

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Knock. Knock. Knock. Knock.

The sound of water falling regularly.

A black space with no end.

And in one corner, an old sofa and a warm-colored mobile emit a soft light like stars.

‘It’s Hyde’s world of consciousness. Was it possible to force them to go here?’

To be exact, it was the boundary between consciousness and unconsciousness that he and Hyde shared.

The monster, who was looking down at his hideous body in a deep and quiet space, took steps toward the space where small clusters of light came together.

Knock. Knock. Knock. Knock.

“…If only Hyde had stayed. “He would have listened to my complaints.”

Is it natural that there is nothing? Right now, he must be taking care of the motionless consciousness of the main body inside the head of that monster-like body in order to save the main body.

Thinking about the original out there made me feel sick. What has happened is that this inner world, unlike the original, is about to be completely destroyed.

[…..The worst person in the world.]

Snap.

Behind the sofa where no one should be. A familiar grumbling was heard.

[From one to ten, you have to clean up all the poop. They sent him on vacation while performing cardiopulmonary resuscitation on a sick person. Are you coming back from your vacation spot as a fucking terrorist?]

That’s ridiculous. Obviously, to maintain that body that was practically dead. They said he couldn’t cross the border of consciousness.

no way.

‘Hyde…?’

Uuuuk-

The old sofa that had sunk deep screamed at my question.

Before accessing GG. My original body shown in photos by Ian. Unlike his lustrous, haphazardly raised body, his dark red muscular body stands on the border between flexibility and hardness.

[Hey. It’s been a while?]

A monster with an unusually large left arm and hook-like claws was raising itself up on the sofa.

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