Chapter 821 – Mythology Academy
Grateful for the incomprehensible ring that perfectly solves problems such as lack of oxygen, cold, weightlessness, and toxicity without any special measures, Seongil defends himself against the rushing dimensional storm with his territory and observes his surroundings.
‘It would be like this if the characteristics of the Inner Plane were reversed 180 degrees and summoned.’
The appearance inside the crack is completely contradictory to the Inner Plane, which is a dimension of infinite whiteness. Without a single ray of light. This place, which looks like an infinite post-apocalyptic space, doesn’t even have a floor, giving the group goosebumps.
“Wait… Is this…?”
Then, Seong-il senses something very sharp and dangerous in his emotions, so he looks closely at the area and tries to react. It clearly felt like a space with nothing in it, but through emotion, Seong-il realized that there was a bizarrely distorted dimension there.
‘… What happens when it touches you?’
Seong-il, curious about the nature of that bizarre distortion, sprays a thunderbolt made from Jeongcheon Jin-gyeong toward it.
Crackling…!!
The thunderbolt that was fired began to collapse, accompanied by a bizarre sound that could never have been made based on the general laws of physics. The group looks nervous at the bizarre and threatening appearance, and tries various exploratory spells or supernatural powers around them.
“Hmm… It seems like this strange dimensional rift cannot be detected by magic.”
“Me too. I’ve tried using my sensing system’s supernatural powers, but it doesn’t work. Is this a big deal? If you try to find cracks by spraying out destructive abilities one by one, you’ll quickly get tired…”
At that time, the two deans were embarrassed. Instead of answering, Seong-il begins to spread his emotions widely. Then, a bizarre fragment of a collapsed dimension caught his senses.
“Luckily my senses caught it.”
“Ho…!!”
When Seong-il says he has succeeded in identifying the crack, the two deans simultaneously look at him with surprised expressions. However, instead of reacting to the two people’s attitudes, Seong-il focuses on visualizing the information related to the crack he identified through nanomachines.
‘This… If you transmit data to two people through telekinesis…’
Seong-il sent data visualizing the cracks found through sensitivity to the two deans, and soon they were able to visually check the cracks that Seong-il found through augmented reality.
“Interesting… This is the power of machine civilization…!!”
When Dean Gerhardt sees the true nature of the new power he has gained, he feels momentarily happy despite this terrible situation.
“Okay. Now, as I said, let’s try the ‘theory’ we prepared in advance.”
“Yes.”
Following Dean Gerhardt’s words, Seongil first casts Inner Plane to see if he can get out of this place.
“… I can’t?”
“Hmm. I guess so.”
Since there was pressure at a level that even the Great Instinct could not escape, Seongil’s inner plane, which was close to divine power, also seemed to be ineffective.
“Then plan B…”
Seong-il opens his inventory and prepares to take out the dimensional pineapple house. However, as he tries to take out House, he feels an ominous feeling take over him.
‘You can leave by using the house… But if you take out the house now, is there a chance that it could be misused?’
Obviously, this is closer to a warning from the emotion, so Seong-il stops trying to bring out House for a moment and thinks about it. Then. Seong-il feels a sticky, unpleasant, evil gaze and looks up.
“…!!”
Then, an evil ‘something’ is seen from a very distant part of the dimension. Seong-il feels like something like swirling eyes is watching him and observes it.
‘Overall, it’s similar to ‘eyes’, but the pupils are not swirls… But are they like extreme chaos? Maze?’
The look of the eyes as if all sorts of beings without a set shape were gathered together. However, it does not stay still even for a minute and a second, but changes countless times.
At that time, Seong-il, who was curious about the sight, looked at the strange eyes that were full of evil power and observed them for a long time. Dean Gerhard, looking at Seongil, realizes that he is observing something closely and raises his head to look there as well.
“Don’t look at me for too long!!”
At the end of Seong-il’s gaze, the dean discovers eyes with evil will flowing out of them. He instinctively realizes that this is the essence of an evil god and urgently calls out to Seong-il.
In his case, he felt dizzy even after looking at it for just a moment, but when Seong-il seemed to be staring at it for a long time, Dean Gerhardt seemed to misunderstand that Seong-il had a mental problem.
“Hmm? It’s okay. I don’t suffer from mental contamination at this level. I just observed the pineapple house of the emotional dimension because I didn’t want them to see it.』
When Seong-il’s message came out in the augmented reality that the two deans had become quite accustomed to, the two sighed lightly, perhaps feeling momentarily relieved.
『Is it really okay? Even though I just looked at that, I felt pain in my soul…?』
『It’s true. I was definitely fine. And I’ve faced people even more dangerous than that one. That guy is nothing special.』
Through augmented reality, Seong-il shows him a scene in the past where he faced the ‘abyss’. The two deans who saw the scene are amazed and realize that Seong-il really withstood the evil spirit’s gaze without mental contamination.
『It’s really amazing. The existence of a game master.』
『Yes.』
At that time, the three people were chatting for a while with an augmented reality message. In addition to the whirlpool, a terrible energy emanates and begins to watch them. When Seong-il raised his head and looked at that feeling, a lump of flesh spewing out disgusting green and yellow sap came into his eyes.
‘Is that guy a Nygl…?’
A grotesque lump of flesh that appears to anyone to be a Nygl of plague and corruption. If you look closely at the creature, you will see that the strange lump of flesh has numerous mouths, like pores, from which disgusting substances are constantly being spewed out. That terrible sight was truly a ‘plague’ itself, so Seong-il was able to easily deduce its identity without having to use any sensitivity.
Seong-il, who figured out Nigle’s identity, turns his head once again and looks at the last being. It looked like a cluster of countless tentacles, and each tentacle seemed to emit red and black gas in all directions whenever it pulsated. When Seong-il, who was curious about it, used his sensitivity to examine the aircraft, he saw hatred in the black aircraft. Anger could be felt in the red aircraft.
‘That guy is Ruhob of madness and hatred. Then, that whirlpool is probably a ride of lies and deception, right?’
That’s when Seong-il evaluates them. Seongil feels someone next to him let out a groan of pain, so he turns his head to look at him. Seong-il then spots the two deans frowning and looking very distressed.
“… Are you okay?”
『Ugh… Even if we use all kinds of defensive magic or supernatural powers, it seems we can’t keep an eye on that thing for as long as you can. Seongil. Could you perhaps visualize the surroundings based on the information you gained through sensitivity and re-send it to us?』
Unlike themselves, who have the Game Master’s blessings, the two deans seem to be having a hard time on their souls just by looking at the three evil gods, who are great demons. Seong-il nods obediently to his request and provides them with visual materials created through nanomachines in augmented reality. Fortunately, the two deans sigh in relief and regain their composure, as if seeing the evil spirit through the visual materials Seong-il gave them is not too difficult.
『Hehe… The bugs that have been bothering us for a long time from outside have come here?』
An evil cry flows from the mouth of the whirlpool that has been watching the party for a long time. The guy whispered to the group in a calm but malicious voice, and the deans must have felt pain just hearing the sound, so they used all kinds of mental defense magic to protect themselves.
『Damn you guys!! I’ll tear you to death!!』
『Do you want to become one with me?…』
Unlike Tala, who calmly talks to the group, Ruhob speaks only in anger and hatred while looking at the group, and Naigle shows strong temptation to the group, trying to fuse them with his body. 〈 Br〉
“Hmm.”
However, even though they tried to corrupt the spirit of the group by spewing out all kinds of evil thoughts towards them. Seong-il doesn’t care and just looks at them blankly.
“You guys… Can’t move?”
Unlike the two deans who were desperately trying to defend against mental contamination, Seong-il was completely free from their mental attacks and was able to fully observe them. Thanks to that, he was unable to move, unlike the three evil gods’ confident appearance. I was able to quickly figure out that it was an attack.
『Ho… This visitor is quite clever, isn’t he? I like it.』
Tala looks at Seong-il and whispers in an evil and cunning voice. The guy finds the sight very interesting as his holy day seems to be truly unaffected by his shouts.
『If you’re mortal, you won’t be able to withstand our shouts? How did you do it?』
