Chapter 633 – Invincible (6)
There is nothing special about death.
If I get hit and feel like I’m going to die, what else would that be but death?
In that sense, that roaring red dragon that fills my vision is death to me.
No, it is no different from extinction.
The moment it hits, it will disappear without form, leaving behind no evidence that I was alive other than people’s memories.
The overwhelming sense of mass felt by the ferocious red color takes my breath away.
To put it bluntly, the strike in front of you is Lu Bu’s full power.
No, it is a 120% blow that exceeds the power.
“Huh, indeed.”
It’s absurd.
Who can guess?
Who would have guessed that the growth plate of the person who is considered the strongest in modern times has not yet closed.
Yeo-po grows again through an enemy that has grown to the point where it can eat him.
Through this, I finally realized.
J. Coop and Yeopo.
The crucial difference between the two incarnations of anger that seem similar at first glance.
“… The direction was different.”
The difference is none other than the direction of anger.
Where is the point of the sword of anger filled in the hearts of two people aimed?
J. Coop is the world.
I am angry and hateful towards this world that cruelly took away my family and everything precious to me.
So what about follicles?
Surprisingly, his anger is not focused on the world but on one specific person.
Surprisingly, that specific person is himself.
He absolutely hates being left behind by someone.
Of course, who in the world would enjoy falling behind others, but he has an abnormally, pathologically high tendency to do so.
To the extent that it leads to anger towards oneself.
That was the secret to his growth.
The obsession of never being able to fall behind others and the burning anger that comes with it.
What can I say when I feel this?
“It is true that he is a great person.”
By nature, people have a strong tendency to interpret things in a way that is convenient for them.
For example, if someone is ahead of you, rather than blaming yourself, you tend to be jealous and envy the person who is ahead.
But he doesn’t do that.
Rather than being jealous of those who have gone before, aren’t you blaming yourself and whipping yourself with the anger that comes from that?
On the other hand, it may be because of his personality that he has been twisted into the miserable state he is now.
He strives to grow by comparing himself to others, and now he can’t be compared to anyone.
It is not that there is no one who can compare with him.
But there is no way they would engage in a life-or-death fight with Lü Bu.
Because they have a mission to protect the country that treated them.
Thanks to this, Lu Bu would have had to remain at a standstill for quite a long time.
Maybe I even felt like my time was being wasted and rotting without meaning.
And during that time, my desires naturally became distorted.
He begins to covet a country where people who seem useless to him can manipulate them as they please, and to achieve this, he even creates and sells dangerous drugs made using his own energy.
It is impossible without being distorted.
Honestly, isn’t it strange that a human being who is the embodiment of nothingness is suddenly selling drugs?
He looked pitiful.
And.
“Foolish.”
It felt foolish.
As people get older and stronger, their mindset should change a little, but it hasn’t changed at all.
Sometimes it is better to lose your original intention than to keep it.
It’s a little disappointing.
If only he had been a little less twisted.
Maybe I could have made him my strongest ally.
But it was too late.
He has done too many things to be considered a colleague.
Haha-!
Stare straight at the red dragon that roars and charges at you.
The dragon’s shape, which is exactly like that of a divine beast that appears in Eastern legends, moves its long body in twists and turns, swimming in the sky and striking at dazzling speed.
Even situations where death is approaching are ruled out with an incredibly calm mind.
It is impossible to evade such a wide range of attacks without causing any damage.
Likewise, it is impossible to let go of a blow with such an overwhelming sense of mass.
There is only one thing left.
“I have to cut it down.”
As the battle continues, we engrave our will once again on the slightly faded star.
Cut.
This will alone encompass all thoughts.
The star burns again.
Lively as if they had just been born.
“Whoa.”
I remind myself while taking a deep breath.
Will is a star.
The only milestone rising in the dark night sky.
I have to cut it down.
It is not the dragon that rushes in to kill me before my eyes, but the star itself engraved on Lu Bu.
In order to break his will, I put a star carved with my will into my sword.
Patsutsutsu-!
The blue color of the sword becomes even darker, reaching an indigo blue color close to black, and gold sparkles within it.
Geomgang.
A further strengthened machine made by mixing stars with will engraved on it.
The dark night sky and the stars shining in it.
This is called the Black Night Star River.
I grab the small sky spread out on my sword and swing it with all my might.
A sword that cuts down stars and cuts off will.
「Separate the stars.」
The black night sky and countless stars unfold along the sword’s trajectory.
A beautiful trajectory that dazzles the eye flies toward the head of a roaring red dragon.
A clash between strength and strength.
However, there was no loud crash sound.
Suddenly!
What you hear is just a cutting sound that makes your ears feel creepy.
The head of the dragon that was running without hesitation splits into left and right, loses its strength and falls to the floor.
The fuselage, which twists along behind it, is also split in half without fail.
Sigh-!
The moment when the night sky and star trail that cut through the ferocious red dragon in one go finally reached its owner.
Lu Bu laughed and twisted his body.
And then I threw away the Bangcheonhwageuk that I was holding in my hand.
Pooh wow!
The moment you make a mistake, it rips through the air and pierces your heart.
The target wasn’t me.
The heart that Bang Cheon-hwageuk pierced was none other than J. Coop.
J. Coop’s new form, which tore through his hard body like a sheet of paper and gave up his heart to the tip of the spear, slowly collapsed.
* * *
My stomach feels numb.
Because it is my first time feeling it, an unfamiliar sensation rushes through my body.
It was fear.
This is what a person facing death must feel.
A signal to leave this world.
‘Is this what it felt like?’
Although I have been through many battles, this was my first time feeling this way.
As I said before, he was always confident of victory even in fierce battles, and he achieved it.
As if it wasn’t enough to cut down the blow that unleashed all the power he had developed due to his enemy, his whole body screamed as he watched the dark yet sparkling trail coming towards him greedily trying to cut him down.
Avoid it quickly.
Are you going to die like this?
In the end, are you going to fall behind him and lose your life like this?
Constantly improving and searching for numbers.
I admit it.
His growth rate far exceeds his own.
If things continue like this, he will eventually be unable to catch up with him, and he will be defeated and lose his life.
After accepting it, I felt much lighter.
Is this what it feels like to adapt to death?
‘No, no.’
He just acknowledged it, but did not give up.
It is true that we cannot follow him like this.
But there is still one means left.
Anger, the source of my strength.
However, if we combine the power of only half of the apostles into one.
You can move ahead again.
You can dominate and trample on your opponent and go up one level, no, two levels higher.
If that happens, there won’t be anything to worry about anymore.
Because then you will become the strongest.
‘Wait.’
One by one, the faces of people with skills comparable to mine appear in my mind.
Athena of Greece, Boris of Russia, saint of the Vatican, etc.
I will visit those who stoically rejected me as they begged me to wake up their rotting body.
This time you won’t be able to refuse his offer.
Because the fight will take place regardless of their will.
What international criticism will result?
It doesn’t matter.
If the world is hostile towards oneself, then that is all that is necessary if one also regards the world as an enemy.
Take one step towards this.
Due to the anger and desire filled with it, it twists its body with a power that goes beyond its limits.
Pop!
Squeak!
It doesn’t matter if your muscles are torn or your bones are broken.
It would be a hundred times, a thousand times, or even ten thousand times better than being defeated and dying.
He supports his body with broken muscles and bones, focuses his strength on his arms, and throws away his favorite bottle.
Wedge!
Pooh wow!
The tip of the spear tore through the air and pierced the heart of another apostle who was watching blankly.
“Kuheook…!?”
The guy sits down, coughing up blood.
The youthful vitality disappears at a rapid pace as the sharp gaze glares in this direction with an angry face.
Exciting!
I feel it.
A feast of intense power rising from the bottom of a deep abyss.
I hear it again.
-“My only apostle.”
A truly ecstatic, yet angry voice.
-“Offer me the head and heart of that shameless person who dared point a knife at me.”
She is looking at the same ideal as herself.
“I will.”
In that case, I am willing to follow.
The red dragon, which has come back to life with an explosion of energy on its back, cries out to the sky.
Haha-!
