Changed Body 600

Chapter 600 – Black Stone (3)

Kim Do-jin agreed.

The power of the devil.

The force coming from that black stone is truly worthy of its name.

I’m constantly whipping my mind and looking for a modifier that fits that energy.

The word I found was ‘violence’.

It is violent, as if it was created solely with destruction in mind.

Only then did I realize it for myself.

Why did Hexagram want that item so much?

And why the saint stubbornly refused to take this item out.

It was a worthy item.

For the purpose of destruction, it is difficult to find anything better than this.

Suddenly I imagine.

‘If I had that in my hand…’ .’

There would be no need to do such troublesome things as now.

If you have that power, you can do whatever you want.

Guardians and Hexagrams.

I can completely cut out the parts I don’t like and boldly take on the parts I like.

No, it’s not just that.

‘If I had that, I could have the whole world in my hands…’ !’

When a glimmer of imagination born of curiosity is quickly degenerating into a seething desire like lava spewing from an active volcano.

“Mr. Dojin!”

The urgent and urgent cry of the saint next to him brought his consciousness, which had been sinking into the deep mire, back to the surface.

“Ah… ?”

Kim Do-jin tilts his head with a puzzled expression.

‘What is it?’

My mind is a little blank.

What just happened?

‘I think my head was filled with very bad thoughts…’

This feeling.

I’ve felt it several times.

Greed for something overwhelming and infinitely attractive.

He must have been fascinated by it once again.

It’s none other than that black stone.

When his eyes unconsciously tried to turn to the Black Stone, the saint’s pure white hands firmly grasped his cheeks and fixed the direction of her gaze on him.

“It’s dangerous to look any further.”

A saint who warns in a strong tone.

Kim Do-jin asked with a puzzled expression.

“What was that… ?”

It was a very strange feeling.

It feels like being embraced by a woman who is so attractive that she leads her man to destruction and then falls away.

I was relieved that I wasn’t completely involved, but at the same time, I was extremely disappointed.

What kind of ecstasy would she have experienced if she had been held in her arms?

When you think of a place you can’t reach anymore, a place you should never reach.

“It’s one of the reasons Black Stone shouldn’t leave this place.”

Her explanation continues.

“That object stimulates humans’ desire for destruction. It destroys, tears, and tramples everything in this world, leading to destruction.”

“Then I just…” ?”

“Yes that’s right. Mr. Dojin also just stood at that threshold and barely came back.”

My mind went blank.

The temptation of objects.

It’s not a common occurrence, but it’s not something I’ve never experienced before.

It existed occasionally in higher level dungeons.

Traps, objects, and beings that fascinate humans.

Whenever that happens, it was always his job to awaken the spirit of the party members.

Because his strong mental power could never be broken by any temptation.

That’s why it was difficult to understand.

“I was shaken so much by that object… ?”

Of course, the Black Stone was more threatening and attractive than any other object he had ever seen.

The power to manipulate the world at will through destruction.

Isn’t it tempting for a man who dreamed of conquering the world at least once in his youth?

But it didn’t have to be like this.

The fact that he was shaken like this means that there was a gap in his once strong mental defense.

“The temptation of Black Stone varies greatly from person to person.”

“The difference…”

Beyond the veil, her gaze gazes warmly at Kim Do-jin.

“The stronger a person’s destructive desires are, the easier it is for him to be attracted to that temptation and fall for it.”

Kim Do-jin’s face hardened.

If we interpret her words, it means that a destructive desire is sleeping within her.

Black Stone tried to control himself by bringing out that desire.

As if pitying her, her hand lightly caresses his cheek.

“It means that you are carrying a lot of burden. To the extent that I want to cut off all the threads that are tangled with Mr. Dojin, rather than untangling them one by one.”

“…”

He thought to himself.

Is that really true?

Maybe so.

Isn’t it comfortable?

Rather than counting and calculating again and again, if you kill and destroy everything.

But he knows.

The fact that it is not a true solution, but merely an escape.

There is no problem if you cut the knot on the plastic bag containing the delivered food instead of undoing it.

But life is different.

If you calmly look at the threads that are tangled throughout your life and ruthlessly cut them off, rather than untangling them.

Because the only future of that life is the same destruction.

“I’m sorry, Mr. Dojin.”

Out of the blue, she apologized.

“I guess I depended too much on Mr. Dojin and entrusted him with a lot of work. So…”

“No.”

I cut off her blaming herself while holding my cheek in my hand.

I carefully stretched out her arm and placed the back of her hand covering my cheek.

The first time I touch her in private, except during treatment.

He declared while stroking the back of his hand, which was rougher than expected.

This is an opportunity.

A chance to increase her favorability.

You can let your existence seep into her even more.

“I definitely never thought I was having a hard time because of the saint.”

As she answered in her confident tone, a slight change occurred in her.

“Ah, um…, That… Are you going?”

A tone of confusion.

The pure white nape of the neck exposed beneath the veiled face is turning red.

In all likelihood, the face behind the veil will also have the same color.

Take one more step forward.

“I actually wish the saint would rely on me more.”

“Do, Mr. Dojin…”

The saint takes a step back in surprise.

It was something I had already heard once.

Francis Meyer.

The man who carried the heavy burden given to her when she was still young.

He also said that.

-“When you feel like there’s too much weight on your shoulders, rely on me.”

It didn’t feel like this at the time.

Although I was relieved to have a reliable hill to climb on, I didn’t feel this overwhelming feeling.

What on earth is the difference between Francis and the man in front of me?

‘This is how my heart…’

Is it jumping big?

The answer was derived without difficulty.

Francis Meyer was like a trustworthy uncle to her, although they were much older than her.

But what about Kim Do-jin?

Although she is younger, she is deep in thought and feels like she is my age.

Yes, peers.

Men and women of similar age.

A heartbreaking yet exciting feeling that comes naturally from these two.

She vaguely noticed this and quickly took her hand away and walked behind her.

“Ah, ah, I understand. I fully understood what Dojin meant. Well, by the way.”

She quickly changes the topic.

“B-You said you were cloning the Black Stone, right? That…, How do you think this is possible?”

I thought about it for a while.

One more step here?

Or stop?

The worries didn’t last long.

“From now on, we should take a closer look.”

I decided to follow her wishes.

If you advance too far in one day, you will fall back that much.

“If I go crazy again, the saint will wake me up.”

“… Yes, I understand.”

Kim Do-jin closes his eyes for a moment after saying those words.

Clear your mind.

He reminds.

Solving problems through destruction is no different from running away.

And there was no such thing as an option in my life to run away.

‘Although there was an operational setback.’

Anyway.

Look closely at the properties felt in the black stone.

Violent momentum.

And the stimulation of desire through this.

If these two properties can be realized, it seems possible to create a black stone that is completely identical on the outside.

‘How do we implement that?’

The attraction of strong desire.

And great power.

After thinking about the two things, he soon came up with an idea.

What if I could reverse my greedy energy of constantly coveting something and make the other person constantly covet it?

At the same time, if you can use greed to absorb and store the surrounding energy without hesitation.

‘I can make enough.’

Similar to Black Stone, yet different.

A fake black stone that can be controlled without any risk even if placed in the hands of an opponent.

Accelerates thinking.

What else do you need to make this?

‘Craftsman.’

A great craftsman is needed to create an object that can accommodate these functions and is durable enough to store the vast amount of magical power it absorbs without difficulty.

And for Kim Do-jin, there is such a person in the Guardians.

“Saint.”

“Please speak.”

“I need Angela.”

* * *

Angela arrived in Vatican City on the fastest plane right before her saint’s call came.

At first, I was agitated.

Vatican City was a very boring city.

Because I am so pious, I don’t have much to do, and because I go to bed too early, I feel bad about staying up late hammering.

However, the saint’s next words changed her mind.

-“Umm…, What should I do? Mr. Dojin asked me to call Angela.”

That was the end.

She immediately packed her bags, boarded her plane, and arrived in Vatican City just after noon.

And I faced Kim Do-jin with an excited heart.

“Hey, how have you been… !”

As if her head was broken, she was about to shyly say hello like a nineteen-year-old girl in love.

“Please look at this, Angela.”

He placed a piece of paper on the table.

She was upset and asked in a blunt tone.

“… “What is this?”

“It’s my lifeline.”

“… ?”

I don’t know exactly what it means, but the feeling of importance stuck with me.

So she looked at the paper he had placed, hiding her disappointment.

The essence of paper was a drawing.

Once completed, it will have unique properties.

When she saw this, she laughed.

“It’s nice that you think highly of me, but you can’t make something like this.”

An object that has the function of absorbing magical power from the atmosphere.

It is possible to some extent.

However, the absorption amount indicated in the drawing was abnormally high.

Even if you draw hundreds of magic circles that absorb magical power, it’s too much to handle.

At that time, as a craftsman, not a woman, I was firmly trying to prevent her from getting caught up in impossible production.

“Oh, I can do that part. “This is what I want to ask Angela.”

Kim Do-jin pointing with his finger to a part of the drawing.

There is a rough-shaped sphere drawn on the tip of the finger.

“Can you make an object hard enough to handle this number?”

My mind went blank for a moment.

Is it possible to absorb that abnormal amount of magic power?

She asked, thrusting her upper body in an eager manner as her heart began to pound loudly.

“Is this possible? Really? “Don’t lie.”

“It’s really possible. “If Angela can do it, even higher numbers are possible.”

“If this is possible… Uh, so… !”

An object that absorbs magical energy from the atmosphere.

Using this, you will be able to do many things that you could not do before.

For example, with a single charge, the number of uses of the magic built into the artifact, which was limited to 1 to 3 uses, can be increased to dozens or hundreds of times.

Or, it wouldn’t be a dream to create a sword that could maintain sword energy for a long time with the magic power absorbed and stored.

My mouth started watering.

She got up from her seat and shouted.

“Can you do it?”

I asked myself.

Is it possible to create a mineral that can easily withstand that enormous output?

“I don’t know either!”

It was natural.

Because I’ve never done it before.

But one thing was certain.

“Hang in there. “I will definitely make it.”

It must be done.

“Sophia! “You can use the blacksmith right away, right?!”

“Hehe, of course. “I knew that would happen and prepared in advance.”

“Good. Let’s go right away!”

She walked towards the blacksmith with bold steps.