Chapter 707 – Sangbin (上賓), Enthronement (卽位)
At the point where the two kings fight.
Dieffenbachia lifted his tired body and watched the scene.
I’ve been through repeated battles, but I have very little actual combat experience.
Do those who were trapped in the tower and trained repeatedly know anything about life and death?
Dieffenbachia was even feeling fear.
-Kwaak.
She clenched her fists and swallowed her breath.
You have to look like that person.
Dieffenbachia gritted her teeth at her untimely emotion and held her halberd again as she approached from behind.
“Rex Begonia.”
“…”
The two, separated by different paths, must face their own final battle.
-Whirl!
Dieffenbachia’s circular spear points between Rex’s eyebrows.
Rex sighed briefly as he watched the king fight.
“Kyung-eun, are you ready?”
“…”
In a sense, partners who prepared the ceremony together at the forefront.
The two of them separated and leaned forward together. Countless attacks rained down on each person.
* * * * * * * * * * * * *
A long-held wish from the past years suddenly hit my heart.
-Bang!!
Even while fighting, old memories pass before my eyes.
I saw my inexperienced face laughing and chatting with my teacher in a small single room.
I walked a lot and built up my strength.
Now that I think about it, didn’t I experience something unfortunate the first time I visited this tower?
─Death penalty. I’ll definitely win.
The little master’s will flashes before my eyes with a dazzling light.
I had the illusion that the small hand of someone who sadly let go of their love even though they wanted to be together was pushing my shoulder.
‘There is no way to know how far it is possible to manipulate fate.’
Then,
Reacting right then and there was the only way I could win.
Cross your arms and wind your remaining magical power in a spiral.
The king’s figure, unobstructed by the dust cloud, appeared to move.
-Sooo!
The king’s form disappears.
I crushed my past experiences and trusted only to my one-sided intuition.
If I were King Mokryeong, where would I settle down and where would I aim?
After twisting, I read the twisted psychology once again and moved my body.
I quickly turned my body clockwise. I could see the broken particles coming together one by one to form the shape of a king.
Then fists exchanged. It was an instant for the land covered by the shock wave to turn into a wilderness.
-Kwaang!!!
Concentrate all your strength on one shot. The body of the king and I flew away for a while.
-Suddenly, suddenly!!!
Even though I put my heel down on the floor, it takes a while to stop.
If you break your posture, you are third-rate.
King Mokryeong, who was coming through the unshakable border, could only fight back if he erased common sense from his head.
“Seup.”
As soon as he took his breath, the Son of Man shouted urgently.
【 Stomach!! 】
‘I know.’
The distortion of the air reaches the warm distance. A tremendous amount of pressure pressed down on my shoulders and the top of my head.
I raised my entire body’s senses, slowed down the sense of time, and managed to raise my head.
The king, with crimson intestines and torn muscle fibers shaking, struck down his fist from above, spreading black magical energy.
Again, one sum.
It protects itself by wrapping the bark around both hands.
-Ujikkeun!
The king’s fist came down and hit my forearm with all its might, scattering carapace powder and bone fragments that I couldn’t tell were mine or the guy’s.
Changes in fate that follow quickly.
In addition to my vision, which blocked the king’s blow, another king’s figure suddenly appeared, aiming for my abdomen.
“Krrrr!”
Two kings with the same magic power and the same shape.
The king of the front neck, who had excessively sent his fist back, extended his accelerated fist forward.
-Puck!
The sight before my eyes turns bright red.
My body fell backwards with my vision curved like a whip.
“Huh, huh!?”
He recoils in shock, but opens his eyes right away.
For a moment, King Mokryeong, who thought they were two, was back as one entity before his eyes even blinked.
-Sure!
The bark surrounding the abdomen is crushed into crystals.
The remaining flesh on the stomach was torn apart by King Mokryeong’s magical power, and blood splattered on the floor.
-Tuk.
‘Treatment… Can not.’
Make decisions quickly.
The king will push forward at all times. This was even more true now that he was hurt.
Having given up the power to heal, I wrapped the magic around my body even more thickly.
【 Thorn 】
The power to manifest with burden.
As the power that was inconsistent with the crown exploded, the body expanded from the inside as if it were going to explode.
Crash. My teeth clenched and I pushed my body to its limit.
-Tuk.
At that time. Destiny changes again.
The nerve connected to the thorn hit my head for a split second.
-Tuk.
It’s that feeling again.
I urgently pulled my body back.
The king’s figure appeared and disappeared from where I had been standing just a moment ago.
-Tuk, knock, knock.
Three moves are made.
‘… I get it.’
Thorn is the force that resists change.
The power that had grown broke through the current of fate and opened the gap.
Although it is a very passive power compared to the power possessed by the King of Mokryeong,
It was the perfect power for me, who was dragged by fate without knowing anything.
“…”
The spines that split in four directions on both shoulders assist the body.
I pierced through the fate I had read and corrected the unclear direction.
-Clud!
He immediately turns his head and punches his fist.
King Mokryeong, who appeared on the spot, blocked the blow and stretched out his branch.
【Watermill·King’s attitude】
The magic energy of the Heavenly Demon God is a power that conflicts with the crown.
However, it is possible to take the essential description itself and use it as is.
They say I can’t use Oui, but I created it myself… If it is the secret of the black sword.
-What a surprise!!
【 One Wheel 】
The bridge depicting a cart pierces and crushes the king’s body.
The tingling sound of muscles and internal organs being crushed from the heel.
The king’s figure, fired like a cannon, disappears again. I read fate through thorns.
King Mokryeong’s power to mislead people.
The moment when he returns to his normal body and readjusts his posture, as if he had been hit at some point. He read the position and rushed in.
The gray watermill turns with the power of earth and rock.
At first, he forcibly turned the stiff axis and used his body as a mandrel.
Gong’s heel.
A direct hit is delivered to the cervical spine of the emperor who appears.
-Pakak!
I struck again and again towards the body of the guy who was bowing down with his head bent.
The more it is repeated, the faster, more flexible, and stronger it becomes.
【 Two Wheels 】
The guy who had changed his fate and moved to the rear raised his chin and struck him so quickly that he couldn’t even react.
The king’s jaw, floating in the air, was torn apart and the teeth of his upper jaw were visible.
Anyone could see that he was in serious condition, with the flesh on his cut cheek trembling.
However, it could be reversed in an instant with one change.
On the other hand, my physical strength is gradually decreasing.
If you get treatment, you will lose the initiative you managed to take away. That meant defeat.
‘If you stop, you die.’
When one wheel engages, immediately move to the next wheel.
The bridge with a full moon drawn on the surface began to roll horizontally this time. The surrounding terrain was carved by the watermill and collapsed.
【 Third round 】
-Wow!
King Mokryeong’s body, with a large groove carved into his chest, flies like a cannonball in the opposite direction to me.
It is the wrong choice to widen the distance when you have to launch a series of attacks.
However, in this condition, it can be reached in one month.
【Four wheels】
As I moved along the wheel drawn in the sky, the feeling of danger once again alerted me to danger.
-Tuk.
It is changed.
The moment I closed my eyes, the thorns sticking out from the top of my shoulder disappeared as if vaporizing in an instant.
‘This.’
The power that nullified the authority when the thorn was first taken out.
The moment I lost the point of change, my clear vision became blurry again.
I wake up my senses again and try to respond, but it is too late and the external force has already been applied.
The axis of the flowing watermill was twisted, and the king, who had recovered, shot a branch that pierced various parts of his body and threw him to the ground.
-Kwaang!!
Scattering clouds of dust. Now I have to recover from my serious injuries.
Injuries that are resolved quickly when the body’s repair, which was left to its regenerative power, is accomplished through healing.
Inza, who was watching the battle while writhing in pain, muttered as if he realized something.
【 … Ah. 】
‘Why.’
【That power… If you neutralize that power, the gap until the next power can be used seems to widen. 】
Does this mean that it takes a lot of strength to stop the thorns?
That seemed right, as they didn’t stop me from recovering.
【Keep using that power!! 】
How easy is that?
Even though it was my power, it was difficult to use it repeatedly.
I was out of breath and looked at the king’s face from a distance.
As expected, the body is restored in the blink of an eye.
I watched the scene and thought to myself.
‘9 seconds.’
【 What? 】
The time it takes to neutralize the thorn and change fate again.
‘… ‘If only once.’
Offset ability with ability.
It was an unusually good idea for an idiot.
‘Factor.’
【 … Why? 】
‘Are you ready?’
【Anytime is fine. 】
Part of a conversation we had before coming here.
There was only one way to overthrow King Mokryeong.
-Srurr.
Pure white paint appears across the air, forming a sharp cone-shaped thorn.
The exhausted body was quite painful, and the Danjeon shook as if it would break as it repeatedly received and discharged the dangerous magic flowing from the crown.
Blood flowing from the nose due to high blood pressure.
My eyelids flutter.
-Gulp.
Swallow the saliva mixed with blood, raise your magic power, and charge.
【 Five Wheels 】
It is a huge burden to restart a watermill once the flow has been cut off.
The king is irrational.
With a face that had no idea what I was aiming for, I stretched out my hand and broke the power.
If the thorn is taken out, it is I who will win.
The choice to remove the thorn first.
– Whirring!!
But the wheel doesn’t stop.
The next heel shot towards the king, and King Mokryeong’s body wriggled and took a step closer as if he was going to fight him.
-Bang!
Now we can’t change fate.
There were only 9 seconds left before I could subdue him.
-Kwaak.
Magic power is measured according to the blood-lined fist.
The body whose power was forcibly suppressed was as stiff as an unoiled machine, but the same was true for the king. Their outstretched fists struck each other’s bodies.
-Puck!!!
A buzzing sound rings in my ears.
The fists of King Mokryeong and I pierced each of our bones and muscles, leaving marks.
Fix your legs as if you were firmly rooted. Make your fists strong.
I am confident in the fierce battle that takes place from the front.
-Kwagwagwagwa!!
The two sides exchanged fists as if a typhoon was brewing.
Fist and fist, fist and stomach, fist and chin. The equal power canceled out each other’s power and increased the number of strokes, and with each shot, the space was distorted and lacerations were created.
The two people’s skin melts and hardens red.
Again, flowing thoughts.
【Ugh!!! 】
The Son of Man’s scream resonates in my brain.
Likewise, I had a headache and my vision was also stained with blood.
Tower of Time and Dimension. The final fierce battle that took place there.
Meeting a teacher from another world,
I made a life-or-death decision with my future self.
I finally see the end with the king who handed me my fate.
-Suddenly!
The bones and magic nerves in my left arm were completely destroyed.
The magical power that splashed onto the surface of the skin crackled like electricity, urging the end of the fight.
‘…’
The body slowed down for a moment.
I steel myself and grit my teeth.
I had the illusion of a blurry peach blossom falling on the back of my hand.
The little teacher I met when I first came here.
The shy image of me clinging to you, saying you were my fiancé, still hasn’t left my head.
A dream that was so sweet.
Maybe I had that dream for a moment in my distant mind. The willpower that grew in my sleep made my fists heavy.
─Death penalty
─Yes.
─… Please don’t forget.
All at once, the blows pierced the King of Mokryeong’s body.
The king’s body twitched as he lost his balance. Taking advantage of the moment when my fist slowed down, I took a step forward.
The next memory that passes by is of a guy who was probably much stronger than me.
His entire body was covered in rotten wood, so it was embarrassing to even call him a human, but he was clearly another version of myself.
─Never. Don’t collapse. Don’t break down.
A father who loved Shiva until the moment he died.
I heard about his past, but there was no way for me to explain that feeling.
Ah.
It took a really long time.
-Kwaak.
He pierces the flesh and sinks his fingers into the neck of the King of Mokryeong.
I grabbed the neck and lifted King Mokryeong’s body and slammed it to the floor.
-Quaaaaa!
A huge crater appears on the floor, and two half-crowned crowns are connected.
“… !”
The guy realized what he was going to do and struggled, squeezing his magic power.
This was the same for me too.
A desperate tug-of-war continues as the crown moves to meet each other.
[Off!!! 】
A combination of two people, not alone.
A woman with a ghost-like appearance stood up behind the King of Dragons and competed with the little Insa.
【Black… Turn it off. Ugh, black. 】
The precariously hanging crown resonates as if it will break.
Sad tears flowed from the eyes of the Son of Man who was using his strength.
【 … Mom… Black. 】
A force that never lets go even when its name is sadly called.
The two people, who will remain as products of the past, will never be seen again after this fight.
-Deuddeudeudeuk!
Rocks everywhere rise and float. A magic field was unleashed that no one could approach.
“Kaaaaah!!!”
“Ugh, wow!!!”
Ugly screams, like screaming, burst out from each other’s mouths.
Resonance. Match. And crash.
I am deeply moved by the struggles of a king I do not know.
A groan that is desperately mixed with regret, pain, and sadness.
A roar of sorrow erupts all the way outside the castle.
“Ah. Ahhh!! Aaaaa!!!!!!!!”
Everyone is listening.
The soldiers who lost their morale and the few elderly people who survived.
The nobles who were loyal to him and the romantics who were fascinated by his legend and dreamed of him were also listening to his cries.
The bell of life goes out.
Tears hardened into stone and burst out through my eyeballs.
The strength I had to endure on my own began to burst out. The face that had been suffering from illness became gaunt.
My spirit, which had been broken and recovered several times, broke through one point and collapsed.
Was the appearance of that monster-like madman also one of the appearances of the King of Mokryeong?
A sorrowful life whose fate was changed, changed, and remade.
It is not a flower that fades away.
The life of a person who tried to change the world was being destroyed.
-Thump, thump, thump.
I am overwhelmed.
My heart was pounding so hard that it hurt, and I couldn’t see in front of me.
-Tuk.
Following.
Broken magic power.
A serene silence came to the kingdom.
Stiff arms fall helplessly. Dust settled on my arm buried in the dirt.
“… Ah.”
The bark fell away, revealing the man’s wrinkled face.
An emperor who ruled the world.
The man who reached the bell was terrified.
“Ahhh…”
The eyeballs embedded in deep wrinkles are enlarged.
The eyes that weren’t looking at me were looking at something beyond me.
-Suddenly. Pop.
My body was covered in goosebumps and I had no strength.
Even though the crown entered my body, I was unable to speak due to the overwhelming emotions.
The man, breathing hard, opened his cracked lips and muttered.
“Aria…”
Who could it be?
Who is it that someone of this caliber cries out in such a pitiful way?
A body returning to clay.
As the king, losing his firearm, approaches death intact. I was finally able to move my body.
For some reason, my face feels hot.
As he ran his hand over his face, he felt tears in his eyes.
Before I knew it, I was swallowed up by my emotions.
‘…’
Scary.
Fear came over me, and my hands didn’t stop shaking.
The king’s face, which seemed to have lost everything precious, could not be erased from my eyes.
“… Haha.”
The Son of Man also said nothing.
But did I feel the same emotions?
The silhouette of a girl appeared behind me, sobbing and hugging my body.
