Chapter 737 – The Seeker of Eden
Jo Woo-young, who fell into a frenzy, comes to himself and swings his sword while Seong-il is silently beaten by his own wave of attacks, and when Seong-il comes to him and swings his sword, he starts pouring all his strength into Seong-il, perhaps feeling a serious threat.
‘I can hold on…’
The combo of powerful shield + time domain and response provided by Arunlabe analyzes the weakness of the mighty psionic power scattered by Jo Woo-young and turns back time to nullify it, preventing the attack from reaching Seong-il’s body thoroughly.
Encouraged by that powerful defensive power, Seong-il frantically jumps over the space without blinking an eye no matter what Woo-yeong says, repeatedly rushing and swinging Arunrabe at him.
『Kwaaaaa!!!』
Even the messenger of destruction, who secretly helped the clones to evacuate the students, returned to Seong-il and swung a huge shadow claw at Woo-young Cho, and Woo-young Cho’s expression hardened rapidly.
“Um… What is that!?”
As the real monster jumps out from Jo Woo-young’s side and starts fighting, the student who looked behind at a glance looks at the messenger of destruction with a shocked expression.
“Seo… I can’t believe he’s not a fake…”
Awesome!!
“Kek!!”
When one of the students sees the messenger and spits lines that seem to question Seong-il, the alter ego summoned by Seong-il hits the student’s head vigorously and scolds him.
“Don’t run fast!? The professor is risking his life to buy time, so how dare you look away!! You bastard!! Shut up and crawl into the safe house!!”
Still, as the harsh nutmeg comes out of the assistant, who had been kind enough a while ago, the eyes of the student who raised the suspicion begin to grow even more suspicious.
However, since they have been forced to ‘obey’ and ‘silence’ through thorough education from a young age for the past decades, the student in question quickly buried his suspicions and obeyed his ‘superior’ assistant, calmly safe move into the house
‘…You’ve been brainwashed to the point where you can’t judge yourself.’
Seong-il, who was able to feel the students’ emotions through empathy and self-impersonation, puts on a bitter expression because he can feel how thoroughly they have been trained.
‘Ah, because of these bastards…!!’
Although he did not have particularly friendly feelings for the student, Seong-il’s heart is on fire because he felt that his own people were in a miserable situation.
“Fuck off!!”
If Woo-young Cho did not think that time was on his side and fought with the mindset of getting together with all his might, the situation could have been in the Middle Ages. Because of his relationship with “Sung-il”, He is led to Seong-il, who has done his best before he knew it, and he knows the situation and leads it negatively.
‘Maybe… I might be able to catch him!!’
Maybe it’s because he managed only ‘livestock’ after subduing human civilization, and Seong-il feels that it’s worth trying to subdue him.
‘… The manager who was fighting the doll of the Creator seemed to have quite a bit of experience in confrontation with the guardian of reason. Not this guy! It’s rusting…!!’
In the case of the two administrators who were additionally dispatched to the academy, they used to make sharp judgments and bold attacks, but the administrators who were dressed as Cho Woo-young or senior advisors showed a slow and blunt judgment. Because of this, Seong-il unexpectedly thinks that if he does his best, he might be lucky enough to catch one.
“Huup…!!”
After Seong-il achieves the 12th divine skill of connecting heaven and earth, Yin-Yang, he begins to explode all his powers at once for the first time. As soon as the ocean-like power burst out, Jo Woo-young’s eyes, which blocked his attack, widened to the size of a lantern.
“How can a young cattle have the amount of psionic energy comparable to that of the Archbishop!?”
‘…The Archbishop seems to have as much energy as I do.’
Seong-il, who heard a piece of good information from Jo Woo-young’s muttering, raises Arun Rabe as if to compensate for it, and starts pouring all his strength into her sword.
Wooooo!!!
If it was a normal sword, it would have been frightened because it could not withstand the mighty inner power of the holy day and was shattered or injected, but Arunrabe is a cosmic sacred object. Because of this, instead of rejecting Seongil’s power or making it difficult, it begins to consume his power infinitely as if the injected power is very pleasant.
“Big ah … !!”
The terrifying power of parfait coming from the tip of Arunlabe’s sword ignores all the defensive powers used by Wooyoung Cho and consistently approaches his body.
“I mean get off!!”
He uses all the sacred objects given to him by Cho Woo-yeong from the Transcendence Church and uses the many powers he possesses to somehow try to get out of the range of Arunrabe’s sword attack, but all his efforts are colorless and the black approaches him little by little. Start standing up
“Die!!”
Seong-il analyzes the principles of all the evil attacks Jo Woo-young uses as if in a fit of fuss, and returns the starting point and annihilates them with the time power used accordingly.
It’s been a while since Seong-il, who defended against the enemy’s desperate attack, played tedious hide-and-seek, tearing up Jo Woo-young’s territory, which moved here and there as if he was running away, with Arun Labe.
In reality, it lasted less than 10 minutes, but the battle between the two monsters with transcendental powers was intense enough to make the viewer or the viewer feel as if several hours had passed.
Kurleung…!!
The interior of the auditorium, which was almost completely destroyed. The terrible appearance of the steel frame and concrete turning to powder because it could not be destroyed made it look as if the building had been hit by a nuclear nucleus.
“Kuheu…!! Kuk!!”
If he had risked his life and launched a mad offensive against Seong-il like an additional manager this time, he could have led the fight on an equal footing. It was a situation where my judgment and skills were terribly rusted due to my concentration.
Because of this, in the end, he could not stand the sense of Sung-il, who had been sharpened by various experiences and real battles while wandering the game world for the past few years, and eventually allowed his attack into his body.
“Aaaaa…!!”
“What a devil…!! You bastard who knows how to harass weak bastards!!”
Seong-il, who succeeded in inserting Arunrabe, who is spewing terrifying murder, into the stomach of the person who made his school days almost tortured, mocks Jo Woo-young with a malicious smile.
“Yes… You bastard…”
Hearing Seong-il’s voice, Jo Woo-young feels that he heard him somewhere, so he tries to figure out his identity by glaring at him even while dying.
“You don’t have to know who I am, motherfucker!”
As long as Arunrabe is already embedded in the body, the power of the opponent is completely neutralized due to the scars of the soul left by Arunrabe. Because of this, Seong-il, who was roughly gone, pulled the sword out of the bastard’s stomach and raised it toward the sky.
“The Transcendentalists are looking for you…
Even in the midst of dying, Jo Woo-young tries to threaten Seong-il that he will be captured and killed by the true strongman and army of the Transcendence Church. However, Seong-il, who had accumulated a lot of anger at Jo Woo-young over the years, did not pretend to listen to him and swung his sword to split his head.
“!!!”
And bizarre psionic energy starts to flow from the body of the guy split in half.
‘What the fuck!!’
When energy filled with disgusting thoughts spurts out in all directions, Seong-il looks upset and tries to get rid of it by swinging Arunrabe.
Wooooo…!!
However, in the midst of this, out of nowhere, strong power emanates from Seong-il’s smartphone, and he seizes that terrible power and begins to swallow it.
‘…What the hell is this game master’s intention?’
When the game master suddenly starts eating the bizarre psionic energy emanating from the manager’s body, Seong-il glares at the scene with a puzzled expression, not knowing why.
『Seongil! This is the limit!!』
At that time, Seong-il was staring at the scene for a while and trying to grasp the situation. In his head, the cry of an urgent maker doll flows out.
Surprised, Seong-il released his concentration and shared his vision with the doll of the creator. In Seong-il’s eyes, the active skill creation time was over and he saw that the doll was being attacked by the opponent’s manager.
‘What is the alter ego?’
Despite the urgent situation, Seong-il asks the creator’s doll about the situation while remaining as calm as possible. Fortunately, Seong-il sighs in relief when the doll says that the cursed knight, who did not participate in the battle just as the split soul was about to be destroyed, approaches the doll and retrieves the split soul.
‘Retrieve the cursed article!’
“Huh!”
At Seong-il’s command, the doll of the Creator retrieves the spirit from the surroundings and reverse-summons the hidden cursed knight as he commanded.
“Switching Destiny!!”
