EP.130 Slanted Ceiling and Mountains of Laughing Corpses – 2
It was a simple conclusion. They are the first to reach the bottomless pit, and this sight is a trace that no one can manipulate.
In other words, Seonghwangcheong murdered the one who was called the guru and grand master of the mother goddess.
The military history and the folk tales of the undead were also wrong.
It means that Tyr’s story was closest to the truth.
After all, time was the factor that distorted history the most.
Or maybe Seonghwangcheong’s breath has entered all of the materials referenced by the military when making history books.
Like a volcano falling asleep deep in the earth, as if in a state of collapse, Ji-sun, who had all her anger inside, trudged along and stopped.
Then, with a gentle smile, she looked at In-yeong who was blocking her path.
“okay. I knew it would be like this. A fleeting presence felt from the first time I saw it…. The smell of those who live without putting the ground on their feet. It is only exuded by the terrible tribes who try to justify all their sins just because they see the future.”
The person who blocked Ji-seon’s way was, of course, a regressor.
The regressor stood facing Jiseon with blue and red eyes shining. Ji-sun’s calm smile changed to a more benevolent one.
“Are you going to stop me after hearing these secret stories, boy?”
Facing Ji-seon with solemn determination, the former regressor swallowed his saliva uncharacteristically nervously and asked:
“…Let me ask you one thing.”
“What is it?”
“If I could take her ‘memorabilia’ from here and go up to the surface.”
A pitch-black cane held in the hand of a woman at the top of the mountain of corpses.
The regressor pointed to it and asked Jiseon again.
“What are you going to do first?”
Jiseon didn’t ask. He did not ask what the wand was and how the regressor recognized it.
I just nodded my head saying yes.
“Isn’t that obvious?”
As if telling the obvious truth anew, Jiseon smiled and answered.
“I want to ask Seonghwangcheong for that crime.”
bold declaration. A powerful organization that rules the world in name and reality only in terms of religion. A collective success agency that has obtained all kinds of secrets and mysteries.
Upon Jiseon’s declaration of war against them, the regressor asked again.
“It is a thing of the past.”
“It is outside of the present sacraments.”
“Some will die.”
“It will not die as much as they killed.”
“You will die eventually.”
“I am not afraid.”
Even the regressors knew that they couldn’t be persuaded at this level. Instead, the regressor asked another question.
“What if that leads to a bigger tragedy?”
Ji-sun snorted. The regressor’s question seemed to only make Ji-seon’s resolution strong instead of throwing it into agony.
“…And that proud future. I’m talking about it as if I had seen it myself. other than weird A man would never be able to become a saint.”
Ji-seon, who had heard it from someone, didn’t ask much. It seemed that he did not put any value in the words of a greater tragedy.
The regressor said desperately.
“In just a few years, a threat to the world will appear.”
“Is that so?”
“Even if Seonghwangcheong collapses, even if the age of the Mother Goddess and vampires come. he shows up No, on the contrary, it comes to the world even faster while becoming more powerful.”
“I see.”
careless reply. The regressor, who became desperate, confessed the fact that he had been hiding it for fear that people would be anxious.
“The King of Sin. A judge who uses the power of a demon and judges human sins. The saintess of the Holy Hwangcheong, the demon king of the Sorcery Federation, and the swordsman who protects the empire. You can’t even point out in front of him. It’s a powerful being that all mankind can’t win even if we join forces.”
“Drink. It must be the name Seonghwangcheong likes.”
“It is born from all the vices of the world. What if Ji-seon, who has a high reputation and is respected by people, wages a war against Seonghwangcheong? If you hit Seonghwangcheong alone and die bravely. That alone can become a spark of war. The world is engulfed in war, and sin blooms in it. In the midst of chaos, those who disturb the world appear. And in the midst…”
The king of sins is born.
With all the despair and vices of man.
The regressor tried to speak of a terrible catastrophe in the future.
“whatever.”
“…uh?”
All he had to do was stupidly question Ji-seon’s words. Ji-seon responded with a very clear and resolute expression to the regressor who seemed puzzled.
“I asked what to do.”
snap.
Her foot stepped on the corpse. The corpse, which had undergone a phenomenon similar to solidification and deposition for over a thousand years, was as hard as compacted soil and supported her body without shaking.
“If persecution was committed in order to prevent a tragedy, it would only mean that we were confident enough to withstand even that resistance. If you don’t have the strength to go on to the next disaster and defeat the approaching disaster while suppressing even the struggle to survive. It’s just that it shouldn’t have been done in the first place. Because we didn’t exist in the future they envisioned.”
Even if it wasn’t for that, Ji-seon wouldn’t have fallen.
she’s an asshole A person who keeps walking without falling.
You can’t stop her just because someone gets in your way.
“I don’t mean that! Rather than fighting each other, we should work together to overcome the crisis…!”
“If you sent a great warrior to stop me, you must be confident that you would.”
“no! I have no intention of stopping you! I’m willing to give it up if you say you’ll have the Earth Sword but won’t use your strength…!”
right after hearing that. Ji-seon screamed, distorting his face like a thug.
“Sheep-bo-la-go-!”
A vein welled up in his neck. The sound of rocks being crushed came from clenched fists. As I spread my hand around it, the five rings tumbled and made a harsh squeak.
So Ji-seon shouted with a feeling of vomiting.
“That is ours! It is our land and our grave! The Great Warrior of Seonghwangcheong! By what right do you yield the remains of the Great Master–!”
Rumble.
Her shouts ricocheted off the mountains of corpses and tilted Tantalus. It was so loud that the corpses beneath their feet shuddered.
“Don’t be arrogant that the future is yours! Somehow, in a future without me, even if you claimed that thing! That won’t qualify you-!”
Kwadeuk.
Jiseon clenched his fists and pulled his arm. The muscles swelled, and the five rings became one, tightly wrapping the right arm.
Jiseon, who had strengthened her mind and body, shouted as she glared at the regressor with fearsome momentum.
“Raise your sword, warrior! I’ll go ahead! I will hold her belongings buried in the old grave and ask for the sins of Seonghwangcheong! I am the apostle of the goddess Earth Mother and the cry of those who die with the name of the goddess Earth Mother! If you want to bury this question, kill me and bury me in the abyss–!”
persuasion failed. The regressor of this round couldn’t stop her either.
A familiar sense of defeat by now. The regressor bit his lip and lowered his head. Then, at the bottom of the slope, our eyes met.
‘If the person persuading was someone other than me. okay. Would something be different if it was that guy?’
No way.
I am the one who listens to the wind. There’s no way you can stop the raging wind of the Buddha.
Even I didn’t know Although I knew how much resentment and desire there was in me. I never expected that such intense hatred would emerge.
I’m a mind reader, not a prophet.
The regressor sighed and spoke slowly, as if exhausted.
“The future has never been mine. always been my enemy Trying to stab me in a very outlandish way.”
The regressor reached up and gripped the sword. The heavenly sword, the angel of heaven, who was always with her.
A compressed space that was cherished and cherished only for this day. Unlatching the bolt, the regressor grabbed the fluctuating power in his hand.
“I will make one correction. I’m not the great warrior of Seonghwangcheong. I’ve never prayed to God in my life, and I’ve never heard God listen to anything. Even if we fought and cursed each other.”
‘The first time I was relieved that I was alive again, the second time I was delighted to have acquired mystical powers, and the third time I was excited. I thought I was someone special But this specialness is a curse, not a blessing. It’s too much for an ordinary person like me…’
After a brief self-deprecation, the regressor raised his sword again.
The far-off abyss shook.
Slanted ceilings and mountains of corpses. The wind blew through them. It seemed that the bottomless pit had reclaimed the sky and brought back the wind.
oh oh
The cries of the wind flowed through the corpses, wailing in agony. Those cries eventually converged into one point and were sucked into the regressor’s sword.
The regressor shouted with tremendous power around his sword.
“Fuck! still! We have to stop the world from perishing!”
The regressor kicked the floor made of corpses, and Ji-sun slowly pulled her right foot back. The ground was firmly compacted behind her feet, firmly supporting Jiseon’s body.
The invisible sword collided with the five rings.
