Chapter 892 – Ancient Tower (12)
The crown itself is not perfect.
The infinite scale of potential built within the thin surface and thorns made of woven bark amplifies the owner’s ready-made power and at the same time serves as a second dantian with the remaining power. It allows you to draw on the power of previous users.
In other words. Controlling the power of the King of Mokryeong means that you cannot completely control the crown yet.
What was used to circulate magical power or create a new power supply was nothing more than the residue that flowed out of the vessel. It was something that came from not fully drawing out its original power and not being able to function properly.
However, if you are not oppressed by the pain and burden that the crown presents, and if you stand up to the eye level he demands…
-Dismissal.
Taking the world into one’s hands will not end with mere speculation.
“Ah.”
Siheon’s unbroken, sturdy tone spread along with the mockery.
─Kikik, kihikk.
The four branches sticking out from under the spine giggled in a very different voice.
It needs more power.
I want innocent strength with no ending. Even in his opinion, his ignorant desires were being expressed through the crown.
The power of the ancestors still remained, and even though we had reached this point, we had no idea that we could see the wall again.
-Sssss.
Fitting the crown to your body… That you can no longer be covered in the shadow of your predecessors.
The rock floating in the air breaks and splits into pieces.
It’s like gravity has been reversed. No, as if the entire world’s gravitational force was acting towards Lee Si-heon, the by-products of the surface that welled up from the mountains and the earth returned to dust and disintegrated.
-S. Sssss. Sssss.
There was no big noise. Because I hate things that are too complicated. The rich man’s black hair fluttered as if he were wandering in the sea, carrying only a dreary aura.
“…”
The cut chunks of land turn into rocks, boulders, dirt, dust…
A huge natural object is divided and melts, taking on the properties of mana that cannot be seen with the naked eye.
If I could create a flame in the air.
How to make fire disappear in thin air.
This vast sky and earth, a space that is considered conceptual, and even a divine position whose form cannot be determined even by the world tree.
-Flashing.
Everyone is in this embrace. It’s truly heavenly.
The quiet landscape with floating dust was so muddy and dizzy that it was difficult to keep my eyes open. The view from the outside was not like that.
Lee Si-heon’s surroundings were extremely clear.
The space was not violently disrupted, and there was no entity of indescribable size floating in the background. Only the slightly burned human skin on the torn top twitched slightly.
Although the body is empty. The outside clearly showed that he was human. The energy was calm enough to remind me of the old days of a man named Lee Si-heon.
He sometimes looks down with a somewhat drunk look on his face.
I even tried to squeeze the bark that was stuck to my eyelids as it oxidized and fell off.
There was no most important crown.
There was no need to show it to the outside world.
The king simply surrendered himself to the leisurely flow of air and brought his tightly closed fist to his forehead. He is just natural, without any profundity.
He created a small backlash in the surrounding area where no threat was felt.
-Thump.
A black crack was drawn over the quiet landscape where the fabric was shaking.
-Thump, thump, thump, thump.
As if pouring water from an inkstone onto drawing paper, part of the landscape turned gray and the clouds that were flowing to the rhythm of the clouds stopped.
The inky fog, like a fresh cloud with clear outlines, spread under Siheon’s arms and feet.
He looks as if he is walking around the garden. He removed himself without any effort.
【…】
Has the world become clouded because of him?
No. It was a man who calmed down this senseless killing ground.
Should we call this genuine?
Since the crown was completely received with a human body, they must have been astonished by the magnificent spirit that rose up to match it.
Siheon lowered his pupils and looked at the world. He raised his arms and embraced the world.
Beyond his fingertips, knuckles, and back of his hand, beyond his bones, forearm, and arm muscles, to his shoulder.
The massive male muscles embrace the world. It looked just like a tiger with black fur.
Even this body is not yet complete. Siheon quietly looked down, and faint blue and black colors appeared in his distant eyes.
Yeah, like.
It’s as if we’ve returned to those innocent times.
Melia, her face cold, shouted angrily in a calm voice.
“Hyperion, bring that arrogant man to pieces right now. Right now!”
The greatest tree of all time, surpassing the status of one of the five world trees, shook its body enough to cover the planet.
It’s not an easy opponent, and if it wasn’t a corpse, I might have had to run away.
─Uuuuun!!!
Small cracks appeared between Hyperion’s moving asteroid-like bodies. The wood grain that made up its body split and turned into a sharp sword that was aimed at Siheon.
A sight like seeing a flock of crows. It is no exaggeration to say that the number of wooden swords spread out on both wings is in the billions and trillions.
Each one of them,
It is definitely stronger than the single blow of the World Trees that fought before.
The moment swords the size of Taishan spread out and rain down, a country will be completely devastated as if by fire.
The land will break open, magma will rise up, and the aftermath will invade the ocean, including the crust.
Even the Heavenly Demon and Mugung only cut off and crushed parts of nature. It was difficult to call him a destroyer who would turn heaven and earth and bring an end to an era.
─…
In the silence, swords from the edges poured out.
─Quaaaaa!
Awl-shaped swords harder than mithril formed a large fleet and rained down.
They are gathered together so tightly that there are no gaps, each one a living disaster with its own ego.
It sweeps across the area, absorbing light and space. Like oil-like rainwater pouring down. Stagnation was rampant in the air, and just breathing made my Danjeon feel like it was going to be crushed.
-Sigh.
The king raised his hand. The food was wrapped around his fist
The power I learned from my first resolution. And mine that will be with you until the end.
“Heavenly Demon Divine Gong (天魔神功).”
Knock on the air with your outstretched fist, as if swinging a brush widely.
The ink-colored branches hushed behind Lee Si-heon’s back painted a huge ink painting on the world.
Just as the wire brushed by the wind flutters, the land rises like a rugged sea.
The ink that saw into the torn atmosphere increased in number by adding thin branches.
From one to two.
Two to four.
From four to sixteen.
The countless branches, like his twisted and twisted fate, no longer made any noise. Pure picture. A huge tree grew out of Siheon’s arms.
The whole world is full of white cats.
Siheon’s traces piled up in the twilight were engraved in the air.
Hyperion’s swordsmen poured in all at once—
“Heavenly Demon Lord Limbo.”
Clap la la la la rock!
─Everyone to the floor.
Siheon’s seal and Hyperion’s sword, floating like hot and cold air, depict heaven and earth. The sword was unable to withstand the heavy pressure and undulated like waves. On the other hand, Siheon’s branches were still quiet.
If I were to capture the scene of the beginning of heaven and earth, it would be like this. As Siheon lowered his eyes indifferently, absolute composition surged from his feet.
-Kwagwagwagwa!
The two oceans finally met and tangled, collided, and broke with the sound of metal.
At a moment when a tense battle was going on. A rushing ink-colored tree branch dug into the gap in the sword, grew through it, and soared into the sky.
“Drawing · Grain”
Clink-Hyperion’s sword broke under the pressure of his power.
A forest of oak trees drawn at once.
There was no need to recite Chosik. Everything you see and move leads to mystery.
The Cheonma Shingong that reached Lee Si-heon’s generation did not stop at the seeds of the peach tree.
“Heavenly Demon Divine Gong (天魔神功).”
The red energy that you may not have been born with is overlaid on your wrist, forming familiar petals.
Neither the ecliptic nor the heavenly diagram.
The energy of a woman who had always cared for her expanded greatly as it was placed on her fingertips.
“Red snow on the bean blossom”
Act 2 of the picture. The life-like birds and branches writhed and swept away all of Hyperion’s subsequent attacks.
Then, when I tapped the air, a ray of pink light spread out calmly.
-Flash!
A light the size of a fingernail, which was difficult for Lee Si-heon’s own eyes to catch, drew a boundary line from the sky and pierced Hyperion’s shoulder.
Hyperion’s large body her, with part of her body her harpooned, was pushed behind her.
Melia, who was around him, staggered and looked at us in horror.
“…”
“It’s a shame.”
A line drawn on the lips her,
“I was aiming for your forehead. I guess I missed it because it was my first time. “I can’t even see it with my own eyes.”
A voice full of fun, as if you were a weirdo. The veins on Melia’s forehead stood out.
“Lee Si-heon, Lee, Si-heon!!!!”
Melia, who almost dies by screaming while wearing her crown her, hides as if wrapped in Hyperion’s body her.
Siheon, who was smiling, closed his eyes and tapped the air again.
“Red snow on the bean blossom (杜鵑花).”
How absurd it is that such an absurd power could be unleashed.
-Booooo!
Hyperion’s outer shell burst open and Melia, who was inside her, grabbed her shoulders and complained of her pain.
“Aaaaah! Fuck this. Damn human bastard-“
An attack that is not easy to recover from. Melia’s crown her pulsates rapidly.
The queen could not immediately restore that beautiful skin, and she blocked her wounds like welding with her ugly bark.
This time it was a hit. The mischievous smile made Melia furious.
“Double flower (杜鵑花)─”
Response is not possible. Melia decided to give up her throne and quickly entered Hyperion’s body hers.
“─Snow”
-Booooo!
Hyperion’s body collapsed one after another due to the penetrating bombardment that rained down on him several times. Melia’s body inside her fell into pieces one by one.
Her thighs brushed together.
Her wrist exploded.
Lee Si-heon’s indiscriminate onslaught stopped when he used the body of Diefenbachia, which was floating next to Hyperion, as a shield.
“Huh. Ugh. Hook.”
Melia, trembling in pain, frowned and held on to Dieffenbachia’s large chest, sobbing her breath.
“Let’s go ugly, Lee Si-heon-“
“You are the ugliest one. Melia.”
There is still plenty of drawing paper. The ink-colored shadow creeping over Lee Si-heon’s body was evidence of his composition
* * * * * * * *
-Boo!
Her orb, which was floating in the sky, was inserted into her pistol and fired wildly at the woman chasing her.
-Drurrrr!
Lerad. Melia’s follower and cute farmer. A girl who likes to fight.
The child, with her sky-blue hair flying, crushed the ground with her feet and fists, pressing down on her orb in an instant.
“Sister, sister~! Let’s fight more.”
“Who is your sister?”
“Because they are the same three disasters. “You’re my sister, so who is your sister?”
Blue eyes flash brightly, revealing madness. Her frightened bead she held a military knife pulled from her thigh and she was engaged in fierce close combat with Lerad.
-Boo!
Lerad avoiding Geomro. He seems to disappear from the front and immediately takes over behind his bead.
“Sister~!”
“Huh!?”
A speed that belittles even the power of a ball that has thrown off all restraints.
His existing fighting sense was at a level that was difficult to withstand even with the experience he had accumulated. She had no choice but to summon her artifact and point the muzzle of her shotgun at Lerad.
“I’m not your sister!”
-Aaaaah! Exploding gun barrel.
The disposable shotgun, which focused all its firepower, struck Lerad in the face. The girl who flew away grabbed her eyeballs and screamed.
“It hurts!!!!!”
So you shot me to make me feel sick, or to make me live?
The recoil was so strong that the marble that flew back gritted its teeth and stood up.
He fired the shotgun with all his might without any hesitation. It’s a miracle that no fractures or dislocations occurred.
-Tap!
Lérard rushed at her, pushing her to the floor and laughing, spattering the blood from her forehead.
In her crisis, she soliloquized as she put her gun away.
“I leave it to you-“
The appearance changes. Questions bloomed on Lerad’s face.
“Sister?”
The nature of magical power is reversed, and the power is concentrated in the body rather than firearms.
Lerad, who had honed his fighting sense to the limit, needed an opponent who was equally gifted with overwhelming talent.
“Who is your sister! My only family is Siheon!”
Dogwood kafha!
The black-haired woman, whose eyes, tone of voice, and cuteness had also changed, placed her feet on the ground and rotated her legs, kicking the back of the flying Le Rad’s neck as if showing off her capoeira skills.
-Wow!
The sound of bones breaking. Lerad’s pupils briefly lost consciousness.
