Chapter 553 – The Cursed Throne
“Let’s rest for now! And you’d better prepare for tomorrow.”
After those words, Seong-il starts to lightly drink the drink in front of him.
Seeing this, the colleagues put their hands on the lunch set in front of them with a distrustful expression.
“Huh? It’s so delicious!!”
An exclamation burst out of Sena’s mouth, whose hobby is to enjoy delicious food.
Knowing that Senna is quite a gourmet, her existing co-workers must have been encouraged by that expression, and carefully started pouring the exotic food in front of her into her mouth.
“Ho… Are you really okay?”
Bruno and Van are surprised to taste the lunch box. Even Gaaz, a member of the alien race, seems to have met the food in their mouths, so they close their mouths and start enjoying themselves by swallowing the food.
‘Should I do something else for a while while my colleagues eat?’
After lightly drinking only delicious cola, Seong-il gets up from her seat and moves to the training room on the third floor.
“Aren’t you eating?”
“Um! I secretly ate it while you guys were training.”
“Tsk! You look like a guy with no loyalty.”
Seong-il quietly moved to the third floor, ignoring Bruno’s grumbling. Then, a strangely huge door comes into view.
‘Ah, that must be the door leading to the Pineapple House?’
A huge door that is in the place where the [Transcendental Gate] Should be located in the Pineapple House.
Having lived in the house for quite a long time, Seong-il intuits the purpose of the door only with the text he read earlier.
‘Should I look at the ‘Silver Egg’ I got from Gaaz yesterday?’
Unlike the cloak and bracelet, which are combat items, the silver egg was a kind of 『Elixir』-Like item.
On the holy day, there will be time left until noon tomorrow, so I decided to figure out the detailed purpose of the egg and how to use it.
“Let’s see…”
Seong-il opens the backpack on his back and takes out the silver egg he bought yesterday. Then, hold the egg and project the emotion.
‘Are you feeling positive? There are very few negative feelings.’
Seong-il felt psychologically repulsed because he knew that the original identity of the silver egg was an evil monster that parasitized on living beings, and that it was an object made by an evil species such as the 『Descendants of the Star』.
However, when Gam-Eung doesn’t warn about the egg, Seong-il is convinced that this item is safe.
‘Seeing that the sensitivity doesn’t give much warning, there shouldn’t be any problem with using it. Shall I use it…’
The time when I tried to turn on the item description window to know how to use it. I start to hear a familiar voice behind me.
“You’re trying to take 『Ku-Sarai’s Core』?”
“Uh?”
Seong-il naturally looks behind him when he hears the familiar stranger’s voice. Then, the appearance of Gaaz.
“I bought it with expensive gold coins, so I have to use it. Did you finish your meal already?”
“I’m a species that can replenish some of the vital energy I need with magic. You don’t have to eat too much.”
“Right.”
As much as he knows about the tribe he grew up with, Seong-il is not at all surprised by his words and naturally changes the topic.
“How are you using this?”
“As I said before, just swallow it.”
“…Something feels like you don’t know exactly?”
Seong-il feels uneasy about Gaaz’s subtle use of tone and asks questions.
“This, as I said before, is not something made by our race. It is an item made by the cursed race using wicked mysticism. As it is a prize obtained with difficulty, our race has also researched and figured out how to use it in its own way, but since it is not a direct manufacturer, it is accurate. Don’t do it.”
“Hmm…”
“However, ninety-nine times out of a hundred there should be no problem taking as I said. The sages of Ta-Zarran have carefully analyzed it. Otherwise, the sages would not have advised the executioner to consume the eggs.”
‘It’s true.’
The other-bred races are not some kind of primitive race, it’s just that they couldn’t form a nation because of their habit of wandering through dimensions. A race with enough ability to establish a huge empire with advanced abilities if they set their mind to it.
Therefore, Seong-il feels that if the sages of chaos, the core intellectual layer of such a race, vouched for it, there is a high possibility that it would be truly harmless.
“Then you can just swallow it.”
“Yes. Then the self-conscious Ku-Sarai will hatch from your body, transforming it into a psionic friendly one.”
“Okay. Then…”
Seong-il hardens his mind at Gaaz’s words, takes out a familiar mask and a wooden doll from his inventory, and inserts a magically charged jewel.
‘I want to eat it in real life, but there is no customs duty to pay right away, and if I get hurt in real life, I won’t be able to resurrect, so it’s right to eat here.’
Thinking so, Seong-il drops the wooden doll that the guru gave him in the past. Then, an alter ego resembling Seongil was created along with a strange shadow.
‘As long as your mind is connected to me, can you check my condition in real time?’
“Yes. Of course.”
Even though they are co-workers, Seong-il, who did not want to reveal the secret of his alter ego, asked the alter ego as if thinking in his head, and the alter ego nodded in agreement as if it were natural.
‘Good. Then, hold this and feed it if you feel like I’m really in danger.’
“Okay.”
Seong-il opens his inventory and gives the elixir to the alter ego who will protect the law. And the appearance of Gaaz looking at the scene with a mysterious expression.
He seemed to find it strange that an alter ego that looked just like Seongil popped out of nowhere and answered him unilaterally.
‘It’s done. I have to do my own thing.’
I don’t care what Azu thinks or not, so Seong-il ignores him and picks up the silver egg and puts it to his mouth.
“Gulp…”
Seong-il swallows a silver egg and checks his condition by using his emotions. Fortunately, at that time he did not receive any negative feelings.
“Keuk…!!”
Terrible pain felt mainly in the stomach. Seong-il feels the egg flickering inside his body, extending its grotesque tentacles to pierce his stomach and penetrate his body.
‘Fuck… Even if you say this… Is it okay!?’
In fact, when the parasites run amok and begin to insert their tiny tentacles into the blood vessels, the nanomachines inside Sungil’s body fiercely resist, trying to remove them and erase the scars.
‘Uh…?’
And the negative feelings felt in the middle of it. Interestingly, the feeling was not about the silver egg, but about the therapeutic action of the nanomachines.
‘Oh… Are you saying it’s not good for nanomachines to normalize my body?’
Of course, the nanomachines were restoring the body as it was to protect the owner’s body, so the act of the parasite remodeling Seongil’s body was hardly progressing.
‘Keuk… Can’t we stop the activity of the nanomachine guy?’
Seong-il, which I think in my head with a puzzled heart. Then, surprisingly, as if reading his intentions, the nanomachines stop restoring the body and continue to wander in his veins as before.
‘Oh… Is this going to happen?’
Seong-il looks surprised when the nanomachines read his thoughts and carry out his commands.
In the midst of this, the silver egg and its tentacles, whose resistance has disappeared, begin to tear through Seongil’s body without hesitation, as if the opportunity had arrived.
“Turn it off…”
“Fine…”
Teouk.
Gaaz approaches Seong-il, who is in pain, and tries to check his condition.
However, the alter ego, which accurately grasps his condition because his mind is connected to Seongil, blocks Gaaz’s approach and prevents him from interfering.
“I’m aware of Seongil’s condition in real time. So I don’t want you to touch him yet. If it’s dangerous, I’ll ask for help.”
“Okay.”
It was not a different being, but a horse of an alter ego that looked just like Seongil, so Ga Az obediently put his body back.
“Turn it off…”
In the meantime, Seong-il begins to lose his mind halfway from the pain. The tentacles that had been digging into his blood vessels now use his blood as energy and begin to penetrate his nerves.
Gulluck… Gulluck…
It took me a while to feel the tentacles running wild inside my body. Seong-il feels his mind getting more and more comfortable.
Then, as if the terrible pain he had been feeling had faded away, the pain slowly began to disappear, and then Seong-il slowly closed his eyes with a dazed expression.
‘Something… Mind…’
The feeling of melting the brain and nerves in a daze. In that terrible situation where there is only no pain, Seong-il strangely feels that the operation of internal energy becomes easier.
‘Something… It seems to make it easier to operate internal air… It’s a little more efficient… Keuk!!!’
While desperately observing the changing body in a daze, Seong-il feels an excruciating pain in his body.
‘This… Doesn’t seem to have anything to do with the change?’
Although it was terribly painful, it felt something different from the usual sensations that were obviously positive.
In that sense, Seong-il feels a crisis and tries to grasp the situation.
‘Is it bleeding…? Maybe… I think the side effects have exploded after remodeling the body according to the characteristics of the descendents of the stars?’
‘Fuck… This definitely looks wrong. Call your alter ego and drink the elixir…’
In this case, the body’s transformation will stop, but it will not die, so Seong-il, thinking that living is a hundred times better than dying, decides to drink the elixir.
Wooooo!!!
The intense power I felt in my body while thinking so. Its power, as if it had read the will of Holy Day, rushes furiously to the place of pain.
‘Ah…!!’
A pain that quickly subsides in the body. Seong-il reads his will and realizes that the nanomachines heal the side effects.
‘What? Something besides the nanomachines seems to be healing me… What is it?’
The time when Seong-il was puzzled. Intense power felt in the fingers.
‘Ah!! Incomprehensible Ring!! There was regenerative power here, right? No wonder…’
When he realizes that both of his defensive functions are working well, Seong-il feels a sudden release of tension.
‘Just… Don’t be afraid and hold on. It will work out somehow.’
Seong-il stopped being afraid of the changes that occur in his body. He focuses on changing his body with a more comfortable mind.
“Whoa… Is it over…?”
How much time has passed Seong-il feels his mind slowly clearing.
The bodily sensations that come back together. As his body control becomes more and more free, he instinctively tries to circumnavigate his internal energy.
‘Oh… I’m sure it’s easier to use internal air?’
Its internal power is almost the same, but it feels like the output has almost doubled. Seong-il starts to use his inner power roughly with excitement.
‘Oh…!! How to say… It feels like my blood vessels have almost doubled in dilation!! Will I be able to fight more wildly and powerfully in future fights?’
In the midst of such joy, the sense that gradually returns. Seong-il starts to open his eyes with a big smile.
“Ruler.”
“Huh? Oh, thank you.”
When Seong-il opens her eyes, she sees her alter ego handing him the elixir as if she had been waiting for it.
While contemplating whether to drink the elixir for possible side effects, Bruno and Ban hurriedly approach Seong-il and ask how he is doing.
“Savage!! Are you okay!!”
“Huh? Ah, well… It’s okay. I was doing something for a while.”
“Wait a minute!! You’ve been doing that for half a day!!”
“What…?”
He thought he would have closed his eyes for an hour at most, but Seong-il was surprised to hear from his colleagues that he had been sitting for almost 12 hours, so he turns on augmented reality and checks the time.
‘Kek? 9 am? You’ve been like this for almost 13 hours?’
When the words of his colleagues turned out to be true, he put on a puzzled expression. Sena, who was carrying a hamster on his shoulder, finds him awake and approaches him.
“Huh? You’re awake… Ugh!! What kind of smell is this!!”
“Hmm…?”
At Sena’s words, Seong-il examines his body. Then, a black, turbid liquid appeared. The tar-like, sticky liquid gave off a terribly foul stench.
“What is this…?”
“It leaked out of your body little by little all night. At first, I thought you were cursed and tried to cast a recovery spell on you, but Gaaz-sama and your alter ego… Said that you were taking some strange drug and healing your body. So I was just watching.”
“Right.”
Seong-il listens to Bruno’s words and raises his body from his seat.
“I’ll wash up and come back. It’s a bit like being active in this situation.”
“Eh? Is there a place where water comes out here?”
‘Oh right.’
Seong-il treats her co-workers to a meal, only to realize that she has not explained anything about the facilities here.
“Follow me. I’ll show you the facilities here.”
Colleagues who quietly follow Seongil’s words. Fortunately, the Little Pineapple House had exactly the same interior as the original, as well as the fact that the bathroom system was maintained with a mysterious power.
“Wow!! Water is coming out of the wall?!”
“Yes. You can wash up here. In that sense, everyone go out and have a meal. I’ll wash up.”
“Eh? We don’t have anything to eat. We put everything in the carriage.”
“No… Go to the dining table. The lunch box will be regenerated with magic power.”
“Eek?! Really!?”
“Really. It plays once every 12 hours.”
“!!!!”
The colleagues who are surprised by Seong-il’s words. The magic of creation is never common, so the colleagues move to the restaurant with expressions full of curiosity.
“Whoa… Shall we wash it off?”
As the co-workers leave, Seong-il takes off her clothes and starts washing her body.
‘Let’s see…’
Then, Seong-il starts checking his body condition again, which he hadn’t done before. It’s been a while since I tried to use my energy in her body and check her strength.
‘Oh… I was wondering why the amount of internal energy suddenly increased. It seems that the danteon has also become harder.’
While checking his body condition naturally, Seongil turns on augmented reality and opens the status window.
‘Eek?! Heaven, Earth, Yin-Yang, 10-star initiation!?’
Surprisingly, he eats the silver egg and realizes that he has broken the wall of martial arts again and entered the 10th grade.
‘That… That means…!! From now on, you can use Chapter 1 of Tongcheon Jinkyung, the Hwangjinkyung!!
In this way, Seong-il realizes that he can use some of the terrifying special moves he received from the first investigator of the Onmyokan in the world of martial arts.
