Chapter 212 – Naa → Rock! I→Rock! (3)
All of Justia’s actions were incomprehensible to the common sense of ordinary people.
I kidnapped Luke, who had the talent to possess the authority of multiple gods at the same time, from the world of Luminous, and sent it to me to fight. Somewhere tricking a magical girl from another world into doing something really unsuitable for her, such as assassinating her or contracting her to kill. He crashed into the wilderness with his own hands a base that could be used as an important base in Atipia, and caused a civil war in my city by giving power to believers who were not sure that they could survive.
If there is one thing in common to these bizarre moves, it is ‘waste’.
She was wasting the means at her disposal beyond her needs.
Justia’s target is probably my patron and my trading partner, the ancient foreign goddess Nia. However, treating human life like a toy, and being able to hide one’s hand against the evil and genius ancient god who knows humans better than humans, it is really absurd to throw it away as if it were boasting. And I realized now why she had been acting so incomprehensibly all this time.
To her, her many available means were of no value.
She is an aerial fortress that can be used to her advantage in most battles if she can be arrested, and a former warrior who can wield the power of multiple gods at once because she can hold the power of multiple gods. It was not worth it.
From the beginning, she had only one goal, Nia, and to achieve that one goal, everything else was really nothing to her.
How the helpless lesser gods, the lords of the creatures she stole with her words of use, must feel, the fact that the floating city of Skyron, one of the most important strongholds for the two factions of gods fighting hard to become the masters of Attifia, collapsed into the wilderness. Whatever it meant, it really meant nothing to her. From beginning to end, she is all just a means to her own single end.
Yes, the sword she puts through my chest is just one of the roads she tramples to reach her goal in the end.
“Geuuuuu…!!”
Originally, the intangible barrier that would protect my body was to respond to the movement toward me and apply an opposing force to it. However, as expected from a different family, Justia’s sword ignored my defense and stuck straight into my body. She, of course, immediately pulled it out and opened up the distance, but unlike the time she dealt with her rook, she had a hunch that the wound she received this time would not heal even if she exposed the entire stabbed area and regenerated the flesh again. This is the true power of her powers she has, is it? Was even the power Luke used to be a deterioration after all?
Blood leaked from her chest, but luckily she didn’t die from it. For an ordinary person, being stabbed in the chest is a fairly serious fatal wound, but my body is not a body created by an ordinary god. Although they looked similar to humans, they knew that their nature was completely different from humans. But even taking that into consideration… I feel that this wound is a bit dangerous.
[Goddess of Justice. Keep your promise.]
[Ah, of course. When this task is over, I will return this ‘Equality Scale’ to the Goddess of Balance.]
When I wondered why the Goddess of Victory, whom Maboroshima’s elder Nemu and guild master Siwoo Jeong had warned so much about, was helping the Goddess of Justice, it seemed that there had been some kind of deal. If you look at the actions of that bitch named Justia, even if you don’t see what happened, it’s a video. Perhaps that rotten bitch did some tricks on the goddess of balance, and got her hands on that ‘Equal Scale’ that was supposed to be hers. And in exchange for returning it to the Goddess of Balance, he must have sought cooperation from the Goddess of Victory, who was probably on friendly terms with the Goddess.
[But I never thought I would be able to stand still after being hit by that. You are indeed a follower of that evil god. The way he goes against causality and laws for the sake of his own desires… It’s disgusting.]
“The bitch, you’re talking so bluntly that it’s a pierced mouth. Who says who’s nasty and disgusting?”
As far as I know, Atipia is a world created by many gods, and although the power of the gods has a lot of influence, I know that the gods cannot directly intervene. However, it would be unusual for a whopping three goddesses to appear directly in this world. As proof of that, the guild master was also staring at Justia with a shocked face and shouting.
“Goddess of Justice, it must be forbidden for the gods to directly descend and intervene in this Attipia. What on earth are you thinking of doing this?”
[It’s ridiculous. Did you think that taboo, just words, would be able to stop me? This is a space created by my follower Nemu’s fantasy. Fantasy is the boundary between reality and dreams. It is an area that cannot be observed from the outside, so even if we go directly, we cannot confirm it from the other side. So if you deal with all the remaining witnesses, there will be no problem.]
That bitch called Justia really carelessly talks. It’s like a self-proclaimed bitch who proudly breaks the rules between the gods, goes directly to the game board of the gods, and tries to kill all the people here, saying it’s an assassination if there are no witnesses. Besides, all the representatives of the seven cities are gathered here. There are all seven people who will maintain the balance and peace of this Attopia, and killing them all…
…Crazy, no way?
[Does not matter. Anyway, starting from now, not only this world but also the world of the gods will be reformed. At the moment when the most perfect world in existence is destroyed, the wrath of the gods will be directed at the man who caused chaos in the world and the ancient being who sent him. And soon, the struggle for the existence of the old and new transcendents will begin… And my purpose will be accomplished.]
When the representatives of the seven cities are all killed, Atipia will fall into great chaos. And this Atipia, which is currently the world with the highest degree of perfection that many gods have longed for, will soon fade in the flames of chaos. When the thing you ardently wanted burns to ashes right in front of your eyes, the anger of those who wished for it will turn toward the person who burned it. And when Atipia is in ‘chaos’, the one who will benefit the most is the ‘chaos’ god, and when the goddess in charge of ‘justice’ casts a water ride, the gods who lose their reason in anger are really wrong to Nia. Can you coolly judge whether there is a presence or not?
Saying to kill a god out of personal grudge, start a war in which you don’t know how many gods and innocent world will disappear? Is this crazy bitch crossing the line so hard?
“Guild Master.”
“Why?”
“If you have ears and a head, do you understand that? If you don’t stop that bitch here and now, there’s going to be a very fucking catastrophe. Whether the goddess of victory is on the other side or sleeping, if you’re the one I know, that crazy bitch. I believe that he will not just go over with the words that he will kill us all and incite a war between the gods.”
“Thank you for saying what I wanted to say but couldn’t. And I agree with that opinion.”
I deliberated and strengthened both arms to be specialized in attack, and the guild master was fully armed with powerful weapons that would appear as the final item in an rpg game, including a wonderful sword that radiates holy power.
“A goddess would do such a thing…!”
“I can’t just leave it alone. I can’t let it ruin this world.”
Aka Wiki, who was possessed by the body of a cyber samurai that she always used when coming out to the conference hall, held a lightsaber and a modified firearm that looked similar to the p90 in each hand, and Eleista was a book that gave off ominous energy and an old tree that gave off a mysterious atmosphere. I took out the staff I made.
“Ha… I never thought I’d get caught up in something so bizarre…”
“I never thought the day would come sooner that I’d make my daughter pay for sending her strange son-in-law like that.”
The energy to shake the heavens and earth gathered in the hands and feet of the Heavenly Demon, and around the king of Shambhalon, unbreakable soldiers with the appearance of rocks appeared, aiming at the enemy with sharpened spears and raising thick shields to protect the king. Among the representatives of the seven cities, six of them, excluding Elder Nemu, who sided with Justia, revealed their weapons to the three goddesses who came to this space. Said towards
[Goddess of fate, begin.]
[I know, I know, everything…]
Looking at her appearance, I thought she might be the goddess of plague or misfortune, but to my surprise, she was the goddess of fate. Me and the guild master, Akawiki and Eleista, and the King of Shambhalon and the Heavenly Demon of Murim.
“This…?”
“…! Goddess of Justice, are you going to use such a cowardly method!”
[Cowardice? Is this an act of cowardice that has gone too far, or is it a desperate ploy for victory? In the end, it’s up to the winner to decide. And victory is with me now.]
Again, we talk about what we know each other. Hug me too
“What the hell is this?”
“The thread of fate, that’s the fate of struggle. Two people entwined by a thread, unless one of them dies, both die.”
Fuck, what’s with that flashlight? Kill each other from now on, what is that? Doesn’t one say that if you stay together, you will definitely win, but the other one makes enemies die and kill each other with just one simple action? Are you really different?
“How can I quit?”
[Kee-hee, ki-hee… Do you think there will be?]
Like you I tried to cut the red thread wrapped around my wrist with a fingernail or glass blade sharpened like a blade, but all of them passed through the thread. Even trying to quit is impossible, is it like this?
“Damn it.”
Even in the midst of this, because of the red energy coming from the thread, the guild master and I were desperate to hold ourselves back so as not to hit each other. Akawiki and Eleista usually don’t get along very well, so they’re wielding swords, shooting guns, and shooting magic at each other right away. The situation is not good for the Heavenly Demon and the King of Shambhalon as well. Sup… Is this the only way?
“Guild master. Do you trust me?”
“What?”
“I have a plan, but I’m a little bit uncertain. So I need some help. Can you help me?”
“…I don’t know what the plan is, but right now it seems I have no other options…”
What I’m about to do is really crazy, with less than 0.1 percent chance of success. However, if I stayed still like this, I would be unable to resist and die because of those irrational powers. If you are destined to die anyway, you have no choice but to jump into the one where you have a little more chance of living, right?
According to what I heard earlier, the reason why Justia and the two goddesses can directly appear and intervene in Atipia, which they couldn’t do originally, is because this is a fantasy space created by Elder Nemu. Because it is a fantasy space that does not exist, it is a realm that cannot be observed outside of Atipia, so it was a direct visit. Then… It’s also an unobserved area, but it’s enough if we change it to an environment that’s advantageous to us, right?
“Did you say that fantasy is the boundary between dream and reality? Then you can go deeper?”
“…What is this?!”
Elder Nemu, who had been maintaining the illusion of distorting the surrounding space so that the goddesses could march in person, let out a puzzled voice and opened his closed eyes. At the same time, a woman who had never existed in this space appeared next to me.
“Darling, I’m here to pick you up~♪”
[Nightmare? Where did you come from…]
“If this is the border between dreams and reality, it wouldn’t be strange if a dreamer came. Dreams are the area of expertise for dreamers. And, this is also possible.”
I held Mono’s hand, and the three of us, including Jeong Si-woo, connected by the red thread of the goddess of fate, stepped deeper into the fantasy space, into the realm of dreams.
Mono possesses powerful sleep abilities and sophisticated dream design abilities that make it difficult to tell whether her subject is in a dream or reality. She, who can pull the other person into the space of a dream without even realizing that she is asleep, confirmed our condition from afar across dreams and reality, and ran straight to get me out, crossing the boundary of fantasy to the realm of dreams. I succeeded in bringing me and Jung Si-woo.
From Justia’s point of view, who tried to attract the attention of other gods by putting all the troops she had gathered in Landfill, and in the meantime, remove those who interfered in the realm that the gods could not observe at once, I, who will be writing, have a close relationship with Mr. Nia, and one of the witnesses that must be eliminated, and Jung Si-woo, a one-man corps level, must be excluded. That is, she must come to this dream realm to get rid of us. Not in a fantasy space created by her own minions, but in this dream world created by Mono, the dreamer of our side.
[Ba, idiots… If you say you’re away from me, do you think that thread will come loose?]
When the goddess of fate laughed at those who struggled in vain, Justia, who was taken aback by the sudden situation, responded to her words and regained her composure.
[As the saying goes, the threads woven by the goddess of fate cannot be untied just by moving to another realm. Such is the power of God.]
And Justia smiled leisurely and looked down at us. Damn, that gloomy bitch is talking useless things… I have to somehow bring Justia to this space, but before that, Siwoo Jeong and I got into a fight.
[As long as there is a thread woven by the goddess of fate, you can only point your sword at each other. If one of them falls down, then go down and collect the other. It seems that the fact that it passed from this space to another realm was quite brainy, but it seems that they underestimated the authority of the gods.]
Just as Justia said, even though I had crossed over to the world of dreams, the bloody thread connecting Jeong Si-woo and my arm was still intact. Both me and Jung Si-woo have gradually come to a limit in suppressing the struggle forced by the power of God.
“Keugh…!”
Jeong Si-woo drew his sword with a reluctant face. A wound on his shoulder caught his eye. Justia, the same scar that bitch gave to my chest. But scars that are several times more serious than those on my body. Even I, who is not a human body, can move with these wounds, but how on earth can a guild master hold a sword intact even with such a terrible torso in a human body? Well, is that enough to be called a hero who ended the chaos of Atipia?
“Anyway, the plan you mentioned seems to have failed. Then… There is nothing we can do about it.”
Jeong Siwoo let out a sigh and shook his head, then looked at me and said a word calmly.
“You knock me down.”
“What?”
He said bitterly, showing the scars I had glimpsed earlier.
“Look at me. Look at these wounds on my body. When Justia attacked me in the form of an incarnation in the body of that stranger, I received the wound after a long response. Even after so much time has passed, the wound is still there. It’s not getting better. But if Justia comes down here on her own, there’s no way for me to win because I’m seriously injured. So you, who are in better physical condition than me, beat me and face Justia. There’s no other way.”
“I wanted to say something… No, you don’t have to.”
I laughed and clenched my fists.
“I am a villain. And the role of a villain is to bring catharsis to the audience by being defeated by the main character.”
“What…?”
Jeong Si-woo expressed his curiosity as if he did not understand what I was saying, but I could not give him a proper answer to his question. Due to the fate of the goddamn struggle woven by fate, further conversation was impossible. All we can do is talk through the body.
The stage is the sea of the moon that has reached beyond the edge of the sea.
The main character is a great hero who puts the chaos of this great world to rest alone to save his world.
And the villain is me who came all the way here for personal self-interest.
In the unavoidable battle woven by fate, I faced an unfinished story and my role in the previous world.
The person I’ve been waiting for, the most suitable person to bring me defeat and end, is right in front of me, and the world wants us to fight. How can I refuse this?’
With a ferocious smile on my lips, I charged at the most powerful hero in this world.
