Chapter 405 – Conclusion
-Hehe. That’s great, my honey. All right. I’ll give you permission. But just this time. Bringing life back from the dead is disrupting the order of the world. It must never be abused.
Is it because I asked for permission first? Or did he just like the idea of ascending to her throne to make her wives happy?
Lucy willingly allowed the resurrection of the dead believers.
Jun expressed his gratitude and said that he would go see him soon, and immediately activated the reverse order.
The very fact that the believers died after being hit by the lord’s land wind has been erased in the flow of time.
-Wouldn’t it takes less energy to just revive it than that?
‘No, I don’t have healing-related abilities, so this consumes less physical strength.’
-Hmm. Still, I think you’re using it too much. If it’s okay…
‘Lucy, I guess you forgot, but I’m an ascendant. I’m an ascendant. ‘Don’t worry too much.’
Lucy is secretly greedy for the leadership of the money bag (spiritual power).
While Jun was breaking out in a cold sweat and trying to thwart the attempt, the believers who had fallen began to get up one by one.
For reference, an ascendant refers to a being who has become an absolute being from a mortal state. Although these beings are lacking in many ways compared to those who were absolute from the beginning, they have some privileges in return.
One of the privileges was that it was possible to self-produce divine power through supernatural organs (core, danjeon, etc.), Which were evidence of the ascendant.
Each of Jun’s triple cores is already a top-tier core, but it has been upgraded with the power of a dragon, so the amount of divine power it can produce on its own is not small.
Well, it was still nothing compared to the amount of divine power obtained from believers.
What? What about me?
Why are we down?
Could it be that he slept during the war? Are you crazy because you want to die?
All the believers who woke up could not contain their astonishment.
Since the event of death itself has been eliminated, even the memory of the time of death has disappeared.
Leaving the confused King Yeongjo alone, Jun called Bingma, who seemed to have some sense.
“Bingma.”
“Cheonma, we are…”
“I will explain what happened later. For now, lead King Yeongjo’s team and avoid this place.”
“… Honorable name!”
Bingma, who tried to calm down his embarrassment, followed Jun’s orders and hurried away with King Yeongjo’s team.
“Then let’s go and settle the final decision.”
-It would be enough to leave it to Fortuna and Dohwa.
“Well, I guess so.”
At the same time as Jun ascends to the throne, Fortuna and Dohwa completely regain their powers as angels and divine beasts.
No matter how powerful the Murim Lord is on the verge of ascending to the top, and even if Heonwon, the main deity of the Murim world, is strong against him, he will not be able to gain an upper hand over them.
“Uryaaaaa!”
“I am just quietly offering my head.”
“Tsk! Heonwon, give us more strength! Heonwon! Heonwoeoeon!”
In reality, they were unilaterally pushing the Murim lord.
Well, looking at the leader’s reaction, it seemed like it wasn’t simply because they were strong, but either way, it seemed like there was no need for Jun to step forward.
But even so, Jun had no intention of staying behind the scenes.
-Why?
“I got hit hard, so I have to get revenge. I just happened to have the strength to do so.”
-Foot! You are quite narrow-minded.
“Black one.”
Leaving Lucy’s laughter behind, Jun headed to the fierce battle scene.
“Por, Dohwa. Baton touch.”
“No! Por will continue to fight!”
“I’ve seen it all. Those teeth are making you covered in blood. “I can never back down until I make the same thing with my own hands.”
Jun wasn’t the only one burning with revenge.
Fortuna and Do-hwa, who checked on Jun’s condition during their fight with Shin-hyuk, were also burning with revenge.
“Thank you. But leave revenge to me.”
Jun laughed and pushed them back.
Leaving revenge on her wives? That’s not cool.
“Oh. “It has become a mess since I haven’t seen it for a while.”
The Murim lord meets again.
He must have suffered a lot from Fortuna and Dohwa, so his whole body was covered in rashes and nowhere was he in good condition.
The banana peel on top of the head was especially impressive.
It looks like I was hit by Fortuna’s luck, but it was really unfortunate that I couldn’t see that scene.
“Tsk! Damn it!”
As soon as Jun pointed out that he was once again ashamed of his appearance, the Murim Lord chewed his lip until it bled.
But what can I do?
It’s still too early to feel so ashamed.
“Who lives where? “The guy who spoke condescendingly to me, saying things like I’m not fit for a king and a king shouldn’t be like that.”
“… Hit.”
“Oh, it was you. The best in the world and the representative of the Murim Alliance, the Murim Lord. It was you. But now that I see it, I don’t think you have the right to say that. What do you think?”
“Shut up!”
The Murim Lord could not hold back his anger due to Jun’s continued sarcasm and rushed at him.
“You guys! “Even if you wash your eyes and look for something like the qualities of a king, you won’t find it!”
Wedge! Whoo!
Even as he surrendered himself to anger, the lord’s sword was still sharp and heavy.
I had to admit what I had to admit.
His level was definitely not completed in a day or two, and his King’s Sword type would be a Shingungjeolhak that would compete for first or second place among the numerous supernatural arts.
Even in the entire universe, there wouldn’t be many beings who could be his opponent.
However,
“You said you would show the weight of a true king, right? “I’ll return those words in the same way.”
Bang!
“Wow!”
Even though he was like that, he had no choice but to be a mere mortal in front of the space-time divine dragon that ruled time and space.
Maengju could not withstand Jun’s blow, which contained the weight of space, not metaphorically, but the weight of all objects in a certain space.
“Tsk! Hehe! Why. It wasn’t strange when I started the top flight. But, why did someone like you ascend to the throne, leaving me like that!”
The leader screamed, spitting out a bucket of blood.
The despair, anger, and resignation that he had been trying so hard to ignore leaked out unnecessarily.
“… If you were a proper emperor, you would have climbed the ship a long time ago.”
Since he was an enemy, he could have been sarcastic, but out of respect for his level of accomplishment, Jun spoke honestly about his thoughts.
Well, it was unclear whether the leader would accept it as is.
“My monarch crane is worse than your soft monarch crane! Are you telling me to believe that?”
As expected, Maengju did not accept Jun’s thoughts as they were.
Jun, who was offended by the sarcasm, snorted and said.
“Then why did I, who has less experience and level than you, ascend to the throne?”
“That’s…”
“Just admit it. What made me better than you was that I received respect (spiritual power) from those below me. “That’s the only thing.”
Jun predicted that the presence or absence of his spiritual power was the variable that determined his and the leader’s current position.
And the prediction was definitely correct.
Just because he didn’t have divine power didn’t mean he couldn’t ascend to the throne.
If you continue to practice your natural skills and have talent to back it up, you could one day ascend to the throne.
It just took a long time, a really long time that mortals could not endure.
It was divine power that was at play here.
The moment you gain divine power, that time is drastically shortened.
Just as a student who has previewed class content in advance accepts the teacher’s teachings more quickly and accurately, the moment he or she gains divine power, his or her understanding of the divine throne increases.
If the Murim lord was respected by those below him, and if that respect turned into divine power and inhabited his body, as Jun said, he would have ascended to the throne long ago.
“But it didn’t work out that way. People who were disappointed and hurt by your king’s crane left you and came to me, and they fell in love with my soft king’s crane and showed respect to me.”
“… I can not admit it. To ascend to the throne, you need the respect of such insignificant people. That’s ridiculous!”
The Murim lord, who had no way of knowing the truth, denied Jun’s prediction.
Well, even if a helpless god somewhere had taught him that his prediction was true, he would have denied it to the end.
And even if the truth had been acknowledged, nothing would have changed.
“Yes, you live knowing that it is so. No, die.”
“Sleep!”
Because there was no opportunity for him to admit his mistakes and correct them from the beginning.
Suddenly!
Tuk! Degurur
Firmus carelessly draws a horizon line.
The head of a leader falling fleetingly and rolling on the ground.
The face that was revealed by chance was not much different from the face that the powerless Central Plains people whom he ignored, trivialized, and despised made just before they died.
“I hope that the fear and futility I felt now will remain even when I go to hell.”
“Why don’t you make it yourself instead of emptying it? Juni is also the god of hell.”
“Isn’t it impossible? There’s no way the Heonwon would just give up the soul of someone like that.”
“No, that’s a good idea. Of course, Heonwon…”
Jun trailed off his words and looked up at the sky.
As Fortuna and Dohwa followed suit and looked up at the sky, someone’s voice rang out from the sky.
-Noom!!! I will definitely kill you!
“I don’t have time to do that because I’m running towards this direction so excitedly.”
Advent.
The main god of the martial world could not admit defeat and was leading his true self.
“What. Are you done yet? Por, I don’t feel like fighting anymore.”
“Then shall we stop it?”
“Really? Is that possible?”
Fortuna gives you an expectant look.
Instead of answering, Jun smiled and lifted Firmus up.
“Sorry. Please help me one last time.”
Ugh! Ugh!
Black lightning containing the power of nihilism rises in Firmus, which has cracks here and there due to the intense battle.
With a single tear in her eyes, June said her final goodbye and swung her old friend around before he disappeared completely.
Suddenly!
Firmus’ pitch-black blade crossed space and cut the passage between space.
