Chapter 450 – (6)
That fact…
When he first learned that he had been saved by Him, he despaired.
These people are like their brothers and sisters.
When we found out that those who showed outstanding performance… And who thought they had achieved freedom had in fact reached the end of their lives… And that as a result of forcibly abusing their abilities, their already short lifespans were extremely shortened and led to death, I felt more anger than despair.
And… The reason why his brothers and sisters died like that…
After making it, I realized that it was because it was too strong.
He felt hatred boiling in his brain.
Meanwhile, he said:
So he said let’s join him.
They are lesser than you, and I can’t think of a better being… Let’s take revenge on those who only took advantage of us.
Let’s set the whole world on fire and create a righteous world where superior beings are respected and those who are not so good must obey and follow them.
Saying that everyone is the same and equal… Let’s burn down this world that tolerates beings like you.
At that, he went under him.
Even though his lifespan got shorter the more he used his abilities… He worked for him with all his heart.
He killed those whom He commanded to be killed, and raised those whom He commanded to live.
Everything necessary for His plan was done.
And finally, as the end of His plan approaches…
There was a disturbance.
Anyway… Guinevere had only been favored by him a few times, and had been allowed to ‘make’ his children a few times by that favor, so it had no influence on the conclusion of the plan… But still, that ear. The fact that Nebia was taken meant that his child over there could be caught.
Children so far.
However, unlike hybrids, the child was special because he inherited half of his genes.
Someday, when the time comes… I am the vessel that will become His body.
It is unlikely that he, a new learner, would end his life, but it was a possibility.
His child, who was created to prepare for any unexpected situation and was made identical to everything else about him, had to be retrieved.
“…First, let’s dispose of this body-“
Angra muttered that and opened the shadow to contain the body that had already died a long time ago after its heart burst.
Twisting, it moved.
He should have already died.
A man who would have already fallen to his knees on the floor, without even a heart.
“What-“
It wasn’t surprising that the dead man moved.
He was already dead, but Imhotep, a necromancer who controlled corpses, was the one who controlled such things.
From insignificant zombies, ghouls… And even high-ranking undead such as necromancers and lichs, who may not have all the power they had in life, but demonstrate equal skills.
There were countless monsters where the dead moved again.
But.
So, when the dead began to move… If it was a case where they revealed a tremendous presence, the story was different.
A presence that becomes even greater after death than before it was alive.
That couldn’t have happened.
I was so embarrassed because something that couldn’t have happened happened.
That moment of hesitation became an irreversible choice for Angra.
Absolutely!
It exploded with a loud noise… Her ugly hand grabbed Angra inside the black armor that covered her body.
“Whoops…!”
Numerous eyes sprouted, and with all of those eyes, they shot out from a huge hand that was staring at Angra. Numerous teeth-like things were stabbed into her entire body — she couldn’t even resist.
With a shadow…
I tried to escape into the shadow that no being could chase after, but even that was impossible.
I can’t resist.
‘That’ is something that cannot be resisted.
The moment it is captured, it absorbs all its power.
Once he grabbed hold of something, he never let go of his greed… The countless sprouts on his hand and the eyes staring at him proved it.
The eyes looked out as if they were watching his every move… It was as if they were staring at everything, even beyond the infinite future.
That’s why I was afraid.
He was afraid because he realized that no matter what he did, he couldn’t escape.
I was afraid because I understood what was going to happen.
Yet…
With a clicking sound, its face was revealed.
No, it wasn’t the face.
Beyond the broken armor, what was visible was… A mouth.
A mouth that seems to have evolved solely for crushing, crushing, crushing, and devouring.
“Ahhh…”
He could see a huge predator staring at him with its mouth open.
With those countless eyes that rose countless times… Staring at itself, at its prey.
Kwaziik!
Being crushed by that mouth was Angra’s last.
-Owner! Master!
No matter how much I call, I can’t reach you.
The connection was still intact, but despite this, his voice seemed to be floating in the air, unable to reach him.
-Owner…!
It was my fault.
Compared to the years she had lived, she was too engrossed in something insignificant… And because she was too concerned about it, she was unable to block the threat that attacked her master.
Even if it’s belated…Even if you have to sacrifice everything you have left…
Originally… Just as he intended to do so.
He tried to come down to revive his master, but even that was blocked and he couldn’t come out.
What happened right after that was… That’s it.
-Owner… What the hell… Is this…
A being who appeared to be the culprit who killed the owner… Who looked like he was covered in a shadow, was being bitten and eaten alive.
The owner, no.
To the being who is still the owner.
That…
It was not a typical regimen.
It was not life, the act of eating life.
It wasn’t something trivial.
That…
He has lived for 10,000 years. It was something I had seen countless times.
Those who are eaten gradually disappear from existence.
The dark shadows are fading away.
It was struggling to live and to escape from eternal extinction instinctively, but the owner… The thing covering the owner’s body did not miss it and was taking everything from it.
And, instead…
The owner… Becomes stronger.
By taking it, he was increasing his size and increasing his strength.
The shadow, which was the opponent’s power, wriggled and rose from the owner’s body. And, on the contrary, the body of the original owner who was stealing that power was tied up.
Just like a spider web.
Even though it was already impossible to escape, I held on to it in order to take it away even more thoroughly.
“Ah, let’s go…”
In the end, with the being that had reached the end of extinction as if it were crumbling, the owner… Raised the body up.
And…
Pop, pop, pop…!
I digested what I had eaten… Completely intoxicated… And began the process of moving forward.
It was definitely true.
It was different from what he knew, taking everything from the other person by force… It was a far-fetched method, but it was definitely an offering.
An act performed by a god to take sacrifices offered to him and become more powerful.
An act that only God can do.
But, how could the owner…
It is clear that he possesses divinity… But so far, he is at best a transcendental… How can a master who has only reached a similar state…
–No, I knew.
I have already seen the owner in this state once.
-『You damn thing.』
–When the owner’s woman, a pink-haired girl, fell in his place.
Afterwards, the owner, like the girl, was dying with his entire body torn to pieces.
The owner stood up again.
Despite being mortal, he possesses power like a god… But a little different…
And, even then, the owner…
He devoured his opponent and made that power his own.
Only…
Is there any difference between then and now?
『Whoa, whoa…』
Unlike back then, the current owner was irrational.
Apparently, he was simply devouring beings he thought were his enemies and digesting their power as his own… He had become a being no better than a beast.
-Somehow…
Nothing like this had ever been seen in 10,000 years, eons of time.
However, despite this, I had a feeling that this situation was not good.
So, he tried to do it somehow.
Even though the voice didn’t reach me, there might be a way…
And, it was then.
Ppujik, pizijik…
The shadow that was still wide open, squirming at the wound on his back… No, something of that nature was digging into it.
Yet.
Pussut, a pure white sphere being torn off with its flesh intact.
-Is this…?
Even though he had fallen, he was once a god… And we could tell because he still had the divinity that had been handed down to him little by little from his master.
That was the item that caused the owner’s death.
Something that can kill a god.
That was something he had pulled out by digging through his own wounds.
And…
Excited, Excited…
From that, the owner’s heart, which had burst, regenerated and began to beat again.
With the heart starting to beat like that… One by one, as if the mission was over, I could see tentacles, fangs, and countless eyes starting to return into the owner again.
However…
-What the hell…
It was a little later that he realized that what he thought was returning to its original state was not the case.
That’s right…
It definitely came back, but something was very strange.
ㅡ…Why?
It was good that the monster-like appearance that had devoured a being just a moment ago was gone, and he was back to his normal human form.
But why…
-…Why did it decrease?
The owner has turned into a child.
From his original appearance… To a kid who would have been 20 years younger since he had a human owner.
Only…
-Uh, why is it just over there… No, it can’t be… Since I was that age…?
It was when Ammut was embarrassed to see his owner shrunk, with one part remaining the same.
I could feel the owner regaining consciousness as he groaned.
-Owner…!
I called out to the owner once again… But this time, the voice did not reach me.
However, it was for a different reason than before.
ㅡ…The status of the owner… Has risen?
Even though his body has shrunk, that’s only his appearance.
Clearly… The master’s body, which was still only mortal… Now that I looked at it, I could feel that every part of it, starting with the heart, was made of divinity.
This…
ㅡHalf body…
In a true sense, it was proof that the owner had reached transcendence.
The power to engrave one’s will into the laws of the world and enforce it.
It also means that he has become a being who is not an immortal god-like being who can wield power, but has become almost equivalent to one… And who is preparing for ascension.
With such an elevated status, no matter how connected and dependent one was… It also meant that one could no longer speak to one ‘nearly.’
Even though they were subordinate until now, the reason they were given almost equal or equal freedom was because their masters did not have that level of status.
Since it had that status, the hierarchy subordinated to the soul was properly established.
First of all, Ammut, unable to worry about his master or tell him what had happened, could only look at his master, who was whining… And at Hanzo, who opened his eyes with a start.
