Chapter 625 – The Doll’s Knight
“Now… Shall we use what we’ve learned?”
Seong-il begins to command him in anticipation of the ability of his alter ego reinforced with multiple inner worlds.
“Can you use magic?”
“Of course! I can only use 5 classes or less, but…”
‘Wow… Look at how smart he’s gotten?’
The alter ego made of existing dolls gave brief or clumsy answers, but the alter ego made with the inserted spirits showed Seong-il’s question fluently, making Seong-il admire.
‘Come to think of it, I can feel the number of magic spells that have increased since he left my body.’
Seong-il felt that the number of spells he could use, which had increased due to his split marriage, decreased again after summoning his alter ego. At the same time, he instinctively senses that if he casts a spell on his alter ego in advance, the alter ego will not be able to cast the spell even after being summoned.
‘I guess I’ll have to use my brain and write a spell.’
While thinking so, Seong-il orders his alter ego to be invisible and mute. The two, who have hidden themselves like that, secretly try to approach not the ruins, but the hidden cultists.
‘Wow… You can share your field of view much wider than your previous alter ego, right?’
Interestingly, Seong-il was able to instinctively ‘recognize’ the sight of the alter ego he summoned as a split marriage.
At the strange sensation that cannot be understood by reason, Seong-il exclaims in exclamation.
‘There he is.’
In response, Seong-il discovers a guard post in the form of a small hut built on a large tree and inspects the inside.
‘Hmm… Is it a barrier…?’
About three cultists were secretly hiding in the guard post, which was hidden by a magical barrier blocking the outside view.
‘Try to show off your skills.’
‘Huh!’
If he stepped forward, he would be able to take it down in an instant, but Seong-il wants to see the ability of his new alter ego and orders him to take down the enemy alone.
“How long until the next shift?”
“Two hours.”
“Damn it… Time doesn’t go so dirty.”
A socialite with a bored expression asking if surveillance duty is boring or shift time. While they chat to kill time, the alter ego stealthily breaks into the enemy’s post like a ghost and starts swinging its fists.
‘Oh… Is it bankruptcy?’
It’s not as strong as himself, but it’s still quite strong and a domineering attack from an alter ego. Beaten by the simple but quick and powerful bankruptcy priesthood, the cultist collapses on the spot without even screaming.
“Keuk…!!”
“Enemy… Kuck…!!”
An alter ego that shows the appearance of arranging as many as two out of three people at the guard post in one breath. Seong-il feels his blood boiling at his powerful fighting power.
‘Are you okay?! It’s similar to the fighting power I had in the past when I achieved 6 stars in the Heaven, Earth, Yin and Yang Intercourse Technique!?’
Even if it is only 5 or 6 stars, it is a second-class unmanned level, so Seong-il spits exclamation after seeing the ability of his alter ego.
“Enemy!!”
While Seong-il admires, unfortunately, the alter ego fails to subdue the other one quickly, so Sa-jiao shouts and calls for his allies.
‘Well… Cultists are, in their own way, close to the elite among ordinary people. Even this is enough.’
However, Seong-il, who thought he was great enough in his current form, was not particularly disappointed and scattered wide-area silence magic around the cult.
“That… The enemy!! Knock it…!!”
A cultist who shouted loudly and tried to call out other colleagues. However, for some reason, his teammates didn’t come to support, and thanks to this, he started getting beaten up like a dog by the alter ego’s merciless fist attack.
“Did you catch them all?”
“Yeah… I’m sorry!!”
“Why are you sorry?”
Seong-il is taken aback by the appearance of his alter ego suddenly apologizing for doing what he is told to do. To him, the alter ego scratches its head and continues to apologize.
“The surprise attack was not completely successful, right? I almost called the enemy’s reinforcements.”
“Puha!! No. You did good enough.”
Seeing the self-blaming alter ego, Seong-il smiles lightly as if it is absurd, denies it, and praises him.
“Thank you!!”
Then, the alter ego smiles and expresses gratitude to the owner.
“Now. Let’s subdue the rest.”
Seong-il additionally summons ordinary doll alter egos, binds them tightly, and orders them to watch over them.
After that, he puts on invisible again with his alter ego and rushes to another guard post.
“Whoa… It’s over.”
In just 20 minutes, Seong-il succeeded in subduing all the cult guard posts spread out near the ruins. He tapes the eyes, ears, and mouths of the cultists so that they don’t know anything about them, then puts them in one place and locks them up.
“Hey… You’re really cool.”
“Hehe!! Thanks! But I’m just that kind of guy if I don’t have a wooden doll… I’ll have to quickly make Aira your subordinate and make a doll.”
“It should be.”
Seong-il nodded his head with a big smile at the proud appearance of his alter ego, who even gave him advice.
‘Now I’ll have to finish it quickly.’
He took the time to ask his alter ego to try to subdue the first group alone, but Seong-il knew that sooner or later a group of cultists for a shift would arrive.
Because of this, he wants to get rid of them by quickly entering the interior and stealing the doll before they arrive.
“Should I tell you right away when the enemy comes?”
“Huh!!”
The alter egos who were monitoring the cultists who were bound by the order of the holy day answered in unison. Feeling at ease with their reassuring shouts, Seong-il tries to enter the cave ruins with Boon-hon.
‘As soon as possible…!!’
Seong-il runs through the cave at insane speed as if there is a time limit. Since he already knows the inside by memorizing a map and can grasp the surrounding topography in real time thanks to his reaction, he manages to navigate through the maze-like cave with ease and arrive at the ruins.
“Here.”
The appearance of a door with a strange magic circle drawn on it. According to the setting, this door is opened by force without using the key Seong-il stole from the city museum a while ago. It was stated that a magical device was installed to cause a huge explosion to destroy the dolls stored inside.
“Okay… Here…”
Seong-il inserts the key into the groove in the middle of the circular magic circle based on his memory.
Kurleung…!!
Then, a heavy vibration occurred. He feels the door open without a problem and looks delighted.
“Hmm…?”
It’s a while to be happy on Holy Day. He senses that a vigilant alter ego is trying to warn his mind.
‘This…!! Did the apostle appear in person? Already…?’
An apostle of the Shinigami Order that appeared faster than expected. Apparently, he installed something magical and sensed the anomaly of his subordinates and rushed here.
“It’s a pity… It’s a headache. It seems like the dolls are already being beaten one by one…”
Even though [Doll: Death] Was placed in front of his eyes, Seong-il put on a troublesome expression because he needed to dispel the defense magic installed inside separately from it.
“How is it…”
Since he does not have the knowledge to disarm the device as quickly as Edric the Phantom Thief, he needs some time.
That’s why Seong-il was worried. The alter ego reads his thoughts and expresses his opinion.
“I’ll unlock it. Can’t Seong-il buy you some time?”
“…You?”
“Yeah! Isn’t it just like memorizing the holy congratulations and solving the puzzle just like we did in the game?”
“Ohh…”
Interestingly, since the split soul is a being separated from Seongil’s soul, it seems to share his memories to some extent. The alter ego begins to explain with a smile, perhaps feeling Seongil’s curiosity.
“I’ve separated from you! If I stick close to you, I can share your memories to some extent! Well… I shouldn’t fall… But…”
“Oh, was it like that?”
Seong-il was able to roughly understand the mechanism when the alter ego explained that the memory was not shared, but was ‘shared’.
“Okay. You’re only 1/5 of my strength, so it’d be impossible for you to hold out against the Apostle of Death. I’ll be buying some time, so you solve the puzzle.”
“Okay!! However, if you fall more than 1km, you won’t be able to share your memories, so can’t you fall too far?”
“…What if I fall?”
“Of course! You’ll forget the memory of the puzzle! You’ll forget it. I might get into trouble!”
“…”
The home of an alter ego that hurts even just imagining it. Instead of answering, Seong-il lightly nods his head and moves quickly toward the entrance of the cave without a word.
***
‘Oh… So many?’
Hundreds of religious cults arrived within 30 minutes of the incident. In the middle of the crowd was a man wearing a mask who was shedding bloody tears.
‘Hmm… As expected, there was an apostle of the Shinigami nearby.’
Having seen the apostle in the game, even in a crude 2D picture, Seong-il knew that the masked man shedding bloody tears standing in front of him was the apostle of the god of death.
“Are you the one who brought the key to this ruin for the resurrection of the great one?”
The cry of an arrogant apostle. Seong-il replies with a snort as if he is full of energy.
“You’re talking like a gyreuk. You’re an idiot who can’t even read even after finding out the location of [Doll: Death] A long time ago.”
“… A cheeky bastard. He tried to save his life gracefully if he handed over the key in moderation, but did you tease him like that?”
Seong-il, instead of showing respect to himself, who dared to follow the will of the god of death, mocks him and mocks him, the apostle of the god of death threatens Seong-il with a murderous voice.
“Why? Did I say something wrong?
“This bastard…!! Tear him to death right now!!”
Seongil’s sarcastic attitude toward the god he believes in is disrespectful, and the apostle of the four gods eventually can’t stand his anger and orders his subordinates to subdue Seongil.
“They’re fucking shit. Assholes.”
Hundreds of enemies are rushing towards him, but Seong-il laughs at them without changing his expression.
‘Excluding 20 to 30 people who seem to be high-ranking priests, the rest of the cultists are just well-trained ordinary people, so you’re going to catch me with just that number? Dare?’
I don’t know if it was an ordinary past. Now that it is the holy day that he has become a monster, he takes out two Ethereal Stones from his bosom with a relaxed expression even when he sees the many cultists charging towards him.
Whoa…!!!
Seong-il uses the Ethereal Stone of Spirit to unleash a powerful mental wave at a group of approaching enemies.
“Turn off…!!”
The cultist, who was directly hit by the wave, made a beastly sound with half-turned eyes and suddenly began to mercilessly attack his comrades by his side.
“What are you doing!! Are you crazy!? Wake up!!”
‘Oh… Can I endure this?’
Surprisingly, some cultists who appear to be priests remain sane and try to calm the surroundings even after being attacked by the holy day Ethereal Stone.
‘Looking at him grabbing his head and radiating strength nonstop, he seems to be enduring it with the blessings of the god of death.’
Seong-il thinks while laughing at the cultist’s efforts to block the Ethereal Stone’s mental attack.
“Would you like to block this further?”
Seong-il, muttering with a voice full of evil, stretches out his hand and scatters 『Curse to weaken Resistance』 And 『Extreme Confusion』 Spells over a wide area at the priests who are barely holding on.
While desperately using divine spells to prevent strong mental interference, as they were directly attacked by additional mental attacks, the priests eventually began to lose their eyes and fall into a frenzy.
“You idiots…!! Get back!!”
And the apostle who saw the scene waved his hand in a furious tone and cast a spell.
“Turn it off…”
“Priests, use mental purification magic right now!! Take your followers and step back!!”
The priests of the cult gradually came to their senses when the magic that seemed to be the apostle’s divine spell touched them. The apostle commands a sober priest to take care of the laity.
“This worm is quite good in Jeju. Is the thing he is holding a sacred object? It seems that his abilities are quite usable. It would be perfect as an offering to the gods.”
“If you can, try it.”
Laughing at him for having a big dream inside, Seong-il takes out a cursed sword from his waist and aims it at him.
