Chapter 687 – [White Church]
The difference between a transcendent and a non-transcendent is clear.
Of course, it’s not absolute, but if it’s pure 1:1, it’s not enough to close the gap.
The gap was like the boundary between a child and an adult. Just as there is a difference in terms of physical strength and influence on society.
That’s why the odds of winning were slim for Zeon.
“There’s no time here. Just die.”
“Oh…….!!!!”
Indeed, in the meantime, Xeon died.
For Sandman, power comes from imagination. However, the way he uses his power is not to fantasize about himself, but to attack by manipulating surrounding objects and terrain.
He can even cause an earthquake that can destroy the academy, but after losing one of his arms and being injured, his strength diminishes and he can’t use it to that extent. However, killing a non-transcendent human was easier than killing a fly.
Kwajik!
The piles of dirt that came from the surroundings crushed Xeon to death. Something red like a smashed tomato pops out and spreads in all directions.
“Ah!!!!!!”
Luminous screamed at Zeon’s gruesome death. Jantman left the dead Xeon behind and turned his attention to them.
There is nothing more effective in killing someone’s spirit than the death of an acquaintance. Sandman laughed and decided to decide on his next target.
“Now it’s your turn, right?”
“Who do you want?”
“……?”
Hwareuk, doing it.
Behind Zandman, Zeon, who was wrapped in flames, was resurrected.
Seeing the dead come back to life, even Sandman put on a bewildered expression. Even for transcendental beings, reviving the dead is a very time-consuming task, but humans do it?
“No, how on earth? Are you hallucinating?”
“Well, maybe you’ll know if I’m hallucinating if I get stabbed?”
“Can you stab me? I don’t know what you did, but I’ll just keep killing you.”
Once again, Zandman’s attack hit Xeon. The dirt on all sides surrounds him and tries to crush him.
However, no matter how fast it is, if it has been attacked once, it can be predicted that it will come again. And Xeon…….. ‘Rolled’ the oncoming dirt as it was and evaded it.
“………..Uh?”
No matter how you do it, you roll and avoid the transcendental attack without any special skills?
A phenomenon infused with will has power over the same phenomenon in itself. If a simple tsunami can destroy a village, a tsunami with will will destroy a city.
Even a simple attack like a landslide could crush even a dragon.
But just roll and dodge it?
“The self-fantasy that has evolved into fantasy…!!!!”
Zandman changed his mind and went from ignoring Xeon to dealing with him properly.
All the smashed materials around and the soil on the floor became weapons and rose like a waterspout. And it attacks Zeon.
As before, Xeon rolled and did not avoid it.
I just stretched out and lay down on the spot.
But strangely, with that, he was able to subtly avoid Zantman’s attack.
“This bastard……!!!!!”
“I’m a person who plays manners, but if you’re my opponent, I can do things like personality as much as I like.”
Zeon’s self-fantasy achieved the evolution of fantasies.
However, not all evolution is good. Humans went from quadrupedal to bipedal and became able to use his hands, but considering the running speed, it is rather a minus.
Xeon was the same. His new self-fantasy, which has evolved into a fantasy, is no longer a self-fantasy that can grow as it used to.
But it got stronger. Being able to fight Zantman proved that.
“Because of self-fantasy that has achieved fantasy evolution, there are restrictions… Anyway, even if you die, you will come back to life, and if you are attacking an opponent who moves strangely like that, just save him and catch him!”
The surrounding earth and sand are divided into strands this time. Dozens if you count roughly. Although it was made of simple earth, it was stronger and more flexible than any other metal because of Zantman’s imagination. Even the tip was sharpened, so it seemed like it could tear human flesh to pieces.
He said he would keep them alive, but the standards for keeping them alive were different. He intends to cut off Xeon’s limbs and keep him alive.
Doo doo doo doo doo doo!!!!
Dozens of tentacles made of soil stabbed indiscriminately toward Xeon. Xeon rolled it consecutively to avoid it, but it only happened the first time, and in the end he got hit.
Grasp! And one of his arms flew through the air.
“Hmm”
In response, Xeon committed suicide by slitting his own throat with a sword without hesitation.
“……..Her?”
And Xeon was revived again. As before, strange flames enveloped his body and he revived in the empty air.
“You definitely have senses. Then you’re not hallucinating, you’re real… You mean that only humans can voluntarily resurrect and do that multiple times?”
“What do you think?”
“……No, that can’t be the case. There will definitely be a price to pay.
Creating something out of nothing is a power granted only to the Absolute of Creation.
It was the same with Xeon. Even if the resurrection is thanks to self-fantasy, the resurrection is not without cost.
“Of course there is a price. Every time you resurrect, you consume fantasy power.”
But there was one blind spot here.
“But you know what? Every time I resurrect, I resurrect with full blood, whether it’s physical strength or imagination.”
“……? No, how stupid is that!!!!!”
In order to be dead and resurrected, imagination is required. So, usually, when the imagination runs out, it dies completely.
However, when Xeon died and was resurrected, he was resurrected with all of his physical strength and imagination restored.
As a result, it is said that Zeon can be resurrected indefinitely if only imagination power is left for resurrection.
Beyond common sense, the level of creative economy. It was a kind of bug used by Xeon using the game system.
Such a bug that even the existence that created the basis of this world could not have predicted. It’s such a bug that you can use it indefinitely because you won’t even patch it.
“What the hell kind of self-fantasy is this!!!!”
“My self-fantasy?”
At the end of his troubles, Xeon abandoned his original self-fantasy [Self-proclaimed game enthusiast].
I abandoned the self-proclaimed modifier that hung in front of me and moved forward, hoping for a higher level. No result can be obtained without sacrifice. Xeon gave up his past, grew up, and uttered the name of his own fantasy, which had evolved anew.
“【Strongest old gamer】yo”
Pronouncing the name by oneself is self-proclaimed, but the reason why the word self-proclaimed was openly attached was because there were doubts about the person.
Taking off that modifier on his own volition itself meant his growth.
“Shine, like a meteor! The strongest gamer of gold! Hyper invincible Ex-Jade!”
“No, Shion-sama, does that sound like a Kamen Rider transformation?!”
“That’s Kamen Rider”
“It’s a mask I’ve never seen before!”
Shion, who was watching their battle from a distance, sneaked in and kicked the dog.
“It’s annoying not being able to win…!!!!”
Zandman saw such a Xeon and gnashed his teeth.
To be interrupted by someone who was trying to use it as a chess piece, and to see him hanging around forever without even being able to kill him, is frustrating to the point of death.
But he calmed down again. And he thinks soberly and looks for gaps.
“Even if we can resurrect infinitely, will our mental power be infinite!!!!
If trying to subdue is not easy, it is better to go to a war of attrition. He doesn’t die even if he kills and kills Xeon. However, imagination is enough, but mental power is a separate issue.
Death is a great pain. Besides, he feels all the pain Zeon goes through when he dies, so it will all eat away at his sanity.
Doo doo doo doo!!!!
Again, the tentacles of earth forged by Xeon ovate him. Dodge, slash, die, resurrect, dodge and die again.
The number of Xeon’s deaths has already exceeded the level that can be counted with both hands. But each time, Zeon did not give up and was resurrected to fight.
“How on earth can a human being die dozens of times and still not die…?”
Sandman has lived by using and deceiving humans. In addition, the opponent is a human to use as a long term piece. Seeing such a human being who did not give up even after death made me feel awe and rage.
Xeon answered his question simply.
“Perseverance is the most necessary virtue for a deceased person.”
Tried a stage, a boss, and a quest dozens of times, hundreds of times, and thousands of times.
In order to obtain an item, to see the true ending, repeating dozens of times was the kind of deceased person.
Because he had that kind of perseverance, Xeon got that kind of self-fantasy. And the results were immediately apparent.
Chaeeng!
“No!”
“Suddenly, I memorized all of that pattern.”
While dying dozens of times, Xeon memorized Zantman’s attack pattern. Dozens of tentacles no longer hinder him.
Roll to dodge, occasionally dodge a dangerous shooter. The unavoidable attack approaches Zandman while being hit even if it bleeds a little.
“Ha! You thought you’d win just because you approached?”
Whoops!
Sandman’s imagination was condensed in his hands and spewed out like strong air.
As if the worst was a genius by human standards even if he couldn’t use his brain, even if close combat wasn’t his specialty, Zantman possessed skills that exceeded those of the Continental Ten.
Jjoong! Awesome!!! Kwaaaaa!!!!
The attacks of the two collide and the aftermath rushes in all directions.
While holding on, Xeon was barely parrying Zantman’s attack. At least that was possible because the worst had cut off one of his arms, making it less offensive.
“What, where did the power from earlier go! Do you think you can win just by holding on?”
“Sigh……!!!”
Quagga gag gag!!!!
The dark energy of imagination raged and hacked at Xeon’s body. But he perseveres to the end.
Zeon didn’t die dozens of times just to get close to him.
To get close and make sure to knock him out, to kill him or not, but at least to give him a shot.
Wow!!!!
“……..Uh?”
“I was so attacked that my posture collapsed.”
Zeon parried Zantman’s attack. At that moment, his body staggered from the recoil.
No, it simply wasn’t like that. Even when he tried to straighten his posture, something’s forcing force interfered with Zandman’s body.
“Wait a minute, can’t it be that your self-fantasy…!!!!”
“The fact that the self-fantasy that evolved into fantasy cannot be invalidated means that the influence of such self-fantasy works.”
Previously, Zeon’s self-fantasy was a self-fantasy that exerted its influence only on himself.
But now I was able to force part of the system on my opponent as well. Of course, it was very little, but Xeon aimed for that gap.
A gap that was not supposed to be shown was created by forcing the rule. In the gap he created, he burrowed into the staggering arms of his opponent and stabbed the broken blade into his neck.
Ignoring even the strong body of the Transcendentalist, it inflicts a lethal blow. It was a feat and a miracle.
Woo Woo Woo!!!!
“Keahhaha!!!!”
A human who was not a transcendent won the victory against a transcendent. It was a feat no one could deny.
Zeon quietly drew the knife from his throat and wiped the blood. Blood spurts from Jantmann’s neck and he collapses.
“Manslaughter”
Shinobi Execution
Soul-type game enthusiasts murmured words that would make sense, and Xeon enjoyed the victory he had won.
“I wanted to try this line. I died before the game came out, so I only listened to it, but I’ve never played the game myself.”
“I’ll bring a game machine so I can play it later.”
With a satisfied expression, Shion decided to prepare a gift to celebrate victory. It was a law that a child who worked hard should be rewarded.
“Oh, that’s right. After winning, it’s definitely teabagging.”
Xeon sat down on top of the fallen Zantman’s body and started to stand up and repeat.
Originally, it is not because there are quite a few Xeons who aim for manner games, but personality is the answer to non-manners gamers who use hacks.
“I play games because it’s fun. But sometimes it’s fun to see the other person get mad.”
Xeon’s teabagging of victory was rampant.
