Chapter 536 – The Cursed Throne
When Bruno puts up with his gloomy feelings in an instant and approaches the stone statue, Seong-il nods his head expressionlessly on the outside and approaches the statue with him.
‘I see… What is the true identity of that stone statue?’
A moment of curiosity. Seong-il recites a congratulatory message, sprinkles holy water, and settles down next to Bruno, who is slowly approaching the crack, and does his best to protect him.
“Your justice…!!”
Meanwhile, half of the paladins jumped out of the rift and rushed at the shadow demon who incarnated the spiritual body, driving a longsword through his head.
“Seongil! While Bruno purifies them!!”
“I get it.”
After naturally reciting barbarian-like lines, Seong-il settles down next to Ban, swings the cursed sword around like a storm, and begins to slice through the shadow demons who have gone crazy and have not fully developed their spiritual bodies.
“The hammer and the anvil deny those who are corrupt…”
Bruno sprinkled a lot of substances like holy water and salt around the stone statue and cracks. He then takes out a bronze statue with a design that resembles a combination of a hammer and an anvil and arranges them around.
“…The evil beings will retreat!!!!”
『Keeeee!!』
At the end of his congratulatory message, let Bruno let out a cry filled with strong wishes. Strange power flows from the bronze statue and spreads around. Then the special energy that disappears.
‘I think I’ve gotten a little better.’
At first glance, the surroundings look the same as before. However, Seong-il, whose senses are as sensitive as a superhuman, feels that the evil energy around this area has clearly faded.
“Whoa… Temporarily, the sealing has been completed.”
“So is it over?”
Senna asked in a curious tone at Bruno’s words. Then Bruno answers her with a light snort as if she had no idea.
“Can that be so? Human girl? The current seal is just using the power given by the hammer and anvil to temporarily block the evil around you.”
“Eh? Then it doesn’t mean anything…?”
“Isn’t that meaningless? Even after this, if the priests from each temple come down alternately and steadily purify this place, the evil spirit will completely disappear. In addition, since I have temporarily sealed the surroundings, the other priests will be able to reach this place more safely. There will be.”
“Ah… I understand!!”
After hearing Senna’s answer, Bruno glanced at Seong-il with a slightly mumbling expression.
‘Sorry for this man…’
Bruno’s attitude, evidently apologetic for his careless behavior. He remembers not only seeing all the quests related to him in the cursed throne, but also memorizing the lines, so he skillfully manages his emotions.
“What are you looking at?”
“Who… Are you paying attention!! What are you talking about!! You savage bastard!!”
“Are you watching now? Are you sorry for being surprised when you went ahead? Don’t be sorry for that. You have the heart of a warrior who doesn’t fear the enemy!! Rather, you should be proud of it!! It’s a hundred times better than that!!!”
“A madman…”
At Seong-il’s crazy remark, Bruno glared at him with a look of bewilderment.
“Let’s go back to the entrance. We’ll have to clear the road in advance so that the follow-up expedition won’t be attacked by evil spirits.”
“Ah, I will.”
As a leader, Ban deliberately doesn’t touch Bruno’s mistakes and quietly nods his head toward the entrance.
“Wait for a sec!!”
“…?”
While talking about retreat, Seongil’s cry came from behind. The group looks back for a while and then examines him with a puzzled expression.
“Why is that?”
At Seongil’s cry, the wizard Lazaric approached him with a slightly nervous expression and asked.
“…It smells of evil!! It smells of evil!!”
“…?”
When another crazy sound came out of Seongil’s mouth, Lazaric made an expression that he couldn’t understand.
“I’ll have to look around here for a while to make sure there’s no vicious evil left!!”
“No… Even if it’s this much, the city council will understand. Even if we don’t purify it further…”
“It’s noisy !! I have to kill evil !!
“…”
Lazaric looked at Seongil, who was roaring like a madman, with a slightly pitiful expression. Sena smiles awkwardly at him and quietly whispers to him.
“Just a little bit. Just give it a little bit of time. Sometimes I do crazy things like that, but…”
“Should I…Waste my time?”
Since this wasn’t a particularly good space, and there was nothing to interest him, Lazaric seemed to want to return to the Solanium Magic Tower as soon as possible.
To him, Sena and Ban ask for his understanding with the expression that they are really sorry.
“Here… Let me wait for a while… That man has shown a lot of crazy looks, but he still made a lot of contributions during this exploration, right? Please forgive me for that level…”
“Haa… That’s right. Okay. I’ll wait for you to explore the surroundings for about 30 minutes.”
“Thank you!”
Even though Seong-il hears the party bargain behind his back, Seong-il thoroughly ignores it and tries to find something unusual by scattering emotions everywhere.
‘There’s nothing special about it…’
No matter how much I projected emotions by walking around, climbing up, and touching stone statues, I couldn’t feel anything.
‘Shit… Do I have to return first and come back alone later? By using the portal ring or the door of transcendence…’
Recalling the ability of the portal ring, Seong-il momentarily strokes the incomprehensible ring he is currently wearing in front of the stone statue.
『Name… Call the name… Call the name…』
“…!!!”
The time when I was stroking the ring and lost in thought for a while. Seong-il feels a strange whisper in his head.
‘What… What is it!?’
An eerie whisper came through the ring near the stone statue. At first, it was just a short, shallow whisper, but Seong-il feels that the longer he touches the ring, the stronger the whisper becomes.
『Name… Name… Name…』
“Kuh…!!”
Seong-il tries to use empathy with a cursed sword with mental defense ability to reveal the identity of the whisperer. However, for some reason, despite being ordered by the Holy Spirit, the cursed sword does not give him any kind of mental shield.
“Savage. Are you hurt?”
As Seong-il stumbles in front of the stone statue and straightens his hair, his colleagues approach him with slightly worried expressions. Instead of answering, Seong-il focuses his mind while stroking his hair for a moment and memorizing the chant of the Heaven, Earth, Yin-Yang, and Gyojeopsingong.
‘…It’s much better.’
Then, a cool energy passes through his head and normalizes his mind. After Seong-il stopped stroking his ring, he cautiously backed away from the stone statue.
‘Damn it… It had something to do with the ring, too. But doesn’t it just look good? If possible, I’d like to come back after securing something related to mental defense.’
Thinking so, Seong-il turns his back and shrugs her shoulders as if to reassure her colleagues.
“Keuk… The excitement of the fight died down for a while, and that’s it. Let’s go back. It doesn’t seem like anything special.”
“Cha-amna… You’re a very peculiar one too. But, when you get back, cast a recovery spell. Okay?”
“Okay.”
Bruno bruises lightly while watching Holy Day. Seong-il briefly spits out an affirmative answer. After that, he takes the lead in front of them, walking and contemplating alone.
‘What kind of being is…? Could it be that the forgotten god… Is worshiped? That ‘Nazarus’ guy?’
Seong-il carefully tries to infer the identity of this place and the existence whispered here.
『Yes…That is my name…』
“…!!”
A whisper fills Seong-il’s head even though he had only thought of it alone in his heart.
‘Mr… Fuck? Fu… I’m sure the last time I thought about it in my head was fine!?’
For some reason, Seong-il shows a frightened look when he sends a strong sense to himself as if he was waiting for a whisper even though he just thought of the ominous name as if he was passing by.
‘The priest’s help…!! They might be able to help me from the evil spirits…!!’
One idea that came to me while I was in a hurry. Because of this, Seong-il urgently turns his head and seeks help from Bruno and Ban.
‘Uh…?’
Looking around, I see a group of people. However, for some reason, they stop in place as if they were mannequins and do not move.
‘This… What is this.’
Confused, Seong-il moves his body to approach them.
‘Uh…?’
Obviously, I tried to move my legs to move my body to the position of Bruno and Van, but for some reason, my own body repeats itself.
Seong-il stays in the same position as if he were walking on a treadmill confined to a small space.
‘Oh shit…’
Seong-il swears wildly in the terrible situation and tries to understand the situation.
‘…!!’
In the meantime, the cold gaze felt from behind him. Seong-il felt an extremely ominous feeling inside and cautiously looked behind her.
『You are qualified…』
‘!!!!!’
Then, a stone statue was seen from behind, and ominous eyes appeared in the middle of its face. Where whites should be, there are deep shadows. Where the pupils should be, those eyes, with a red light darker than blood, radiate indescribable power and gaze at the holy day.
『Call me by my name…』
『Become my apostle…』
『Receive my authority…』
Whispers that were terribly brutally beaten into my head. Seong-il feels extreme pain as each word is clear on the subject of dozens of words pouring out at the same time as in a market.
“Fuck!! Get out!! Whoever wants to be your apostle!! Get off!!”
『Become my apostle…』
『Help my advent…』
“I want only that from you…”
『Receive my blessing…』
Despite clearly expressing the will to refuse, an evil voice that constantly beats the spirit of Seongil. Seong-il desperately resists with a look on his face as if he is about to lose his mind because of his voice.
‘…But, for some reason, I get the feeling that ‘really’ he won’t ask for anything other than ‘Advent’ from me.’
‘Even I feel like he only affects this ‘game’ world and won’t have any ill effects on our world.’
However, despite this, Seong-il feels a strong sense of rejection from the voice that ignores his will and ‘forces’, and bites his teeth.
‘A dog-like bastard…!! The coercion makes me think of disgusting alien bastards!!’
Even though he knows that the voice will give him great power and authority if he completes one quest, Seong-il recalls his oppressed reality and feels a strong sense of rejection from him.
‘Go away!! Whatever I do, I will do it with my own choice!! No one can force me!! Even if that’s a god!!!’
Seongil also vaguely felt that human ‘free will’ was a kind of illusion. However, he felt that there was a big difference between being able to choose even a little bit and not being able to, so he strongly refused the will of the voice and resisted endlessly.
『Receive my authority…』
However, the more you do it, the more persistently your voice hits the spirit of Seongil. Seong-il feels the ‘truth’ even more. If you accept the ‘Advent’ quest, which is the ‘request’ of this voice, you will be granted tremendous power.
“Fuck it.”
However, Seong-il feels his blood boil at the whisper that he ‘forces’ on him. In addition, unlike before, where I felt a superficial sense of rejection, the reason why my blood boils in detail.
The past that had to suffer in the alien’s twisted kennel to forcibly awaken supernatural powers other than sensitivity.
A past that couldn’t be chosen. That disgusting memory makes Seong-il feel a strong resistance to the whisper’s request.
『Receive my authority…』
However, the whisperer is also quite crazy, and despite Seongil’s opposition, he does not blink an eye and continues to repeat the whisper to his mind.
“Kuh…”
Seong-il feels that his mind is being polluted little by little by the whispers. A situation where the nanomachines in the body do not work, whether ‘time’ really has stopped.
『Teeling!』
That time when I was enraged and hit my head with all my strength. Seongil’s ears are familiar with a notification.
“…!!”
Familiar smartphone notifications. Seong-il tries to use augmented reality by operating his inner energy without realizing it. Even knowing that nanomachines don’t work.
『Hold on. Another friend will come soon. Then you will receive a nice gift.”
‘Are you the game master? Hey fucker!! How can I endure this!!!’
Seong-il lashes out at the game master in his heart and blames him.
“Hmm! The causal rate is insufficient. Just give me a hint Environment.』
“…!!”
Augmented reality disappears after the message. However, Seong-il, who was able to read the contents, calmly considers the game master’s hint.
‘Chapter 1 of the Tongtian Jinkyung, is it to use the Hwangjinkyung? But wasn’t that the minimum requirement to achieve 10 color balls…? I was told how to use it… Damn it…’
However, he couldn’t do anything even after receiving the game master’s hint, so Seong-il began to recite the guise of Jeongcheonjingyeong with the feeling of grabbing at least a straw.
Surprisingly, Seong-il feels a little bit of a strange energy flowing through his body that he hadn’t felt since time stopped.
‘It works…?!’
Surprisingly, it seems to have a powerful effect in stabilizing one’s mind, perhaps because it is a gugyeol that uses the human mind to create extreme illusions.
Surprised by the unexpected usage, Seong-il closes his eyes and concentrates on using the Jinki while memorizing the Hwanghae-jin.
“…”
Then, a fading whisper. In response to that positive feeling, Seong-il continues to use Gu-gyeol and carefully opens his eyes.
“!!!”
Then, the surrounding Mureungdowon (武陵桃源) is visible. Seong-il realizes that she has arrived at a peach field as beautiful as the place where she met the guru in the past.
