Chapter 133 – Lord Grant’s Resurrection, Inner World
Winston was embarrassed. It was the worst scenario among all the unexpected things.
‘Is it betrayal? Adolf happened to faint from the first hit. We have to somehow protect the saint and stop that guy. I don’t know what’s going on, but now is my chance when the Demon King hasn’t appeared yet.’
I gritted my teeth and moved forward. Grant, who had taken over Lashu Lionhardt’s body, grinned.
“Are you coming to die?”
“I’m trying to stop you. “He doesn’t look like Baron Leonhardt.”
Like a theater actor, Grant made exaggerated gestures.
“How many times do I have to tell you to understand? I am your creator. Because I exist, you exist.”
“Don’t be ridiculous! “It’s probably a false god served by pseudo-believers like those who recite sins!”
False god.
It is not a being like Ishizu or Horuz who gains true divine status and exalts the status of the entire universe.
A god created by delusion, false beliefs, and power.
Nevertheless, the power that such beings possessed was formidable.
Grant’s expression hardened. Then he let out a laugh.
“You know what? There is one irony.”
“What is it?”
“The people you criticize so much for being fake actually gave me, the Creator, strength. Well, there were quite a few Nohs who just used my name.”
He shrugged his shoulders and smiled on his pale face.
It was a pale yet empty smile.
“But at least they
I believed. What about you who pride yourself on being a normal person?”
“Fuck Zen questions!”
Winston rushed forward as if he couldn’t bear it any longer. The sword soaked in light was shining brightly as if appealing for victory.
Grant was cautious.
‘The solution to someone who transfers a slash from a distance is…’
No matter how grant it was, it was currently incomplete. His body was no longer his original, and all his items and titles had been turned away from him.
I made a mistake while holding the sacred object.
‘That’s right, it’s vested, right? Tsk, if it were my original strength, I could solve it in one go.’
I dodged to the side. Winston’s teleported slash split the air.
“Haaa!”
Winston transferred the slash again. A slash that seemed to cut through a castle wall was trying to disturb the gaze.
Then the rear became uncomfortable. Grant threw himself to the side.
Huh, shoo!
I saw a slash coming from behind and disappearing.
“Hoo, it’s pretty good, isn’t it? If I had been born with the right timing, I would have become a knight commander or the CEO of the Hunter Association.”
“What’s stopping you… It’s me!”
Winston rushes in again. A four-way slash different from before was activated.
Grant recognized everything and laughed.
“The applicability of the ability is good. However…”
In the end, the most important thing is the basics.
He became a shadow and disappeared.
“What? “Wow!”
Bah!
Sir Grant appeared in front of Winston and immediately punched him in the chin.
‘I didn’t see it… ?’
Damn it!
Winston’s posture collapsed with the sound of his jaw being smashed. Next, Grant performed a backspin elbow and even rotated his body a bit more to throw a spinning kick.
Winston, completely injured, fell to the ground and was covered in blood. All he could do was struggle and not get up.
He just looked up at Grant. With empty eyes.
“I guess you’re curious as to how you did it. It’s simple. Accuracy beats power, and timing beats speed. Your transference slash strategy ultimately comes from swinging a sword. The pattern is obvious.”
No matter how strong a technique is, if the pattern is obvious, it will inevitably be exploited. If it was attacked, it could no longer function as a powerful weapon.
Grant knew this better than anyone else, so he delved into it.
Even so, he killed a man of late master level with his bare body. It was amazing.
Huh, Kwasik!
Grant lifts his foot and smashes Winston’s head. As he tried to shake the thing off his feet, his eyes widened.
[Crystallization]
Jeezjeok, jejeoek, jejeok!
It crystallized from the ground and attempted to attack Grant. He stepped back and whistled.
“Hoo?”
“… Get there. Who are you? Come out of my nephew’s body!”
Crystallized walls rose from all directions as if they were about to surround Grant at any moment.
Even after seeing that, Grant showed no signs of fear.
‘She’s an interesting woman.’
I brushed my lips with my index finger and shrugged.
“Are you going to stop me with that kind of power? Don’t you know it yourself?”
“You’re bluffing.”
Sharia curled her fists. In fact, she knew it too.
‘That’s not Lashu anymore. But the unidentified energy I feel from that person is endless and like a deep abyss. Such a monster… !’
Grant, who was glaring at Sharia, moved her mouth as if she had made up her mind.
“I’ll show you something interesting. “I have decided.”
“Stop committing evil deeds with our nephew! “False God.”
“Tsk tsk, I will kill you especially overwhelmingly. Be thankful, mortal.”
“… “What do you think an evil person like you can do to me, a saint?”
Grant nodded his head without even thinking. For him now, collapsing the continent would have been an easy task.
“Of course, you have enough looks and skills to take on the role of the heroine of any work. But what good is it all?”
Grant raises the dawn. Sharia was astonished.
‘Rash’s sword has turned pitch black. As if the function was locked!’
At least there was hope. Because you can’t control holy things.
But.
“I don’t know about other sacred items, but this is something I’ve had since I was born, right? So you can use it like this! Hehe.”
Gurgling! Pour, swell!
Kahlum appeared on the surface of the sword as if boiling, then disappeared, washing the entire sword.
A Guardian of Dawn transformed into a form as black as obsidian but shining.
Grant held it and gave it a sticky taste.
“I’ll kill you now. Gi and mana… “All at once!”
Tsuuuuu!
As he said himself, Grant began to inject all the energy and mana he had into Dawn.
Sharia was shocked.
“No, Mo, everyone runs away!”
“What?”
“What… ?”
Sharia taking a step back. It was based on instinct, not reason.
She was now feeling a power of a magnitude she had never felt from Grant.
“An attack is coming that will wipe out the continent! We can’t stop it! Hurry…”
“
Dawn, Elish
.
”
[
The power of gap that twists the universe]
Grant swings lightly while holding the blackened dawn.
Then it flew away in the form of a pitch-black sword. Following that black energy, I saw everything in the surrounding space shattering into pieces like a mirror breaking.
Buuuuup, buuuuup! Damn it, Chaeeng! Whip!
Sharia was sweating and frustrated. This much power. Isn’t this a foul?
‘No, if it continues like this… Everyone dies. ‘Everything!’
Feeling helpless for the first time, she tried to muster all her strength. At least she couldn’t die.
Nevertheless, everything in the world turned pitch black. At the center of it all, Grant laughed cynically.
“Also…
Judo
Good job. This guy.”
And, there was no one.
＊＊＊
“Hey, wake up. Hey! Oh.”
“Uh, um… ?”
Someone slapped him on the cheek, so he finally came to his senses. I raised my upper body with the smell of someone living somewhere.
Eh? Is this the practice room? Accommodation?
“What is it, the devil?”
The guy with a familiar face clicked his tongue at my question.
“You idiot, did you dream? Wake up quickly. There is a first-team promotion match today.”
“Uh? Ah… Yes.”
I woke up scratching my head. I washed it first.
While washing up, I looked around. It was strange. So much.
‘That’s strange. Am I really dreaming? Why are you back in the days when you were a professional gamer trainee? Is this a true story?’
Everything in the world seemed suspicious. I thought that someone had cast an illusion spell on me and was playing a nasty prank on me.
Isn’t this a situation that can’t be explained otherwise?
I finish brushing my teeth with a sigh and wash my face.
Clap, clap! Shoot.
Finally, he washes his hair and sighs loudly. It was like a routine I always did when I woke up at the dorm.
It meant spitting out all the despair of yesterday and starting anew.
As I was wiping my face with a towel, I had an ominous thought.
‘No way… Was everything I did in Yasgard a dream? Oh, no way. No, right? ‘Why am I so anxious?’
I looked around for no reason. That’s right. This is an accommodation I know.
Really a dream? It doesn’t make sense.
It makes no sense for people to go to this world in the first place.
I opened the door and carefully went out. In the living room, I could already see people checking the mouse and keyboard. You guys are working hard.
When we all gathered together, the coach yawned and made an announcement.
“Come on, everyone gathers around. First, I’m going to work with the kids with poor grades in the first team. It is a 2nd line out of 3, and the maps are Totlock, Towisted Meadow, and Tost Temple in that order. Let it proceed on its own.”
“Yes!”
Today was a first-team promotion match. The one who wins here goes up to the first team quarters.
What if you lose? Maybe we need to vacate the room.
‘Fuck it, let’s do it well. Anyway, I have memories of the past, so everything will be fine.’
I sat down. I tried mind control.
‘It’ll turn out okay. Yes, there have been times like this, right? In the end, I lost and failed. It will be different this time.’
I looked at the mouse and keyboard, and checked their sensitivity.
However, the other person spoke to me in the waiting room.
[Bongjaroo]: Are you the 100th ranked Asian ladder gatekeeper?
[Yu-on]: Yes, that’s right. Let’s play a good game, let’s.
I said hello nicely, but the other person had a different temperature.
[Bongjaroo]: Ah, someone did it. Even if you get to 90th place, you can’t go any higher than that. It’ll be fine haha
Only then did everything come to mind.
‘That’s right, there was a bastard like this too.’
These guys are just fooling around because they are better than others and have some talent. Oh, of course, there were a lot of these guys in the web novel industry.
Why, people who dig up group chat rooms and belittle readers, or calmly come back and eat events throughout the year.
I was almost finished setting up when the other person spoke again.
[Bongjaroo]: But why do you grow your hair long? Is it a locker?
[Yu-on]: I’m trying to raise them before I go to the military. Just.
[Bongjaroo]: You know our captain likes anime, right? You look like that female character from there? Haha,
[Yu-on]: Should I just go to the first team’s dorm and open up? Anyeomyeol bastard. Ah, my words came out in vain!
[Bongjaroo]: What? Wow, is this crazy?
I responded calmly.
‘It’s just a dream anyway.’
The game finally started. Judging by this guy’s attitude, I can never lose.
‘I don’t know why I’m dreaming like this, but let’s do our best.’
Don’t lose this time! Let it flow differently from the past! It’s a bad game!
That’s how the game began.
