The Outer God Needs Warmth – Chapter 112

Soo-oh stepped forward holding her sword.

She raises her sword towards the group called immortal disciples to protect me.

As I’ve said many times, I’m a monster.

I deliberately showed the monstrous side of myself many times.

And I also told her many times that this body is simply a vessel.

So if I told her to run away, she should run away. Why is she advancing towards the opponent?

Soo-oh is not yet strong enough to fight on par with Heavenly Demon.

Let alone Heavenly Demon, there’s a high chance she doesn’t even reach the level of Oh Myeongseong or the hall masters.

So running away is the right thing to do.

I grabbed the iron skewer piercing me. I slowly press down on reality. So that I can become a clean body again.

Then the iron skewer stuck in my body instantly turns dark purple.

The sensation is different.

Usually there was no resistance, but this time it feels like something soft was at my fingertips and then burst.

Crack.

It cracked severely. Deep cracks spread in all directions centered on me. Like bulletproof glass pierced by a bullet, cracks spread in all directions, but except for the hole, it didn’t shatter.

In other words, it means a hole was made.

There’s an infinitely dark hole inside. If you put your hand on that part, it just passes through emptily like an illusion.

Well, since it appeared centered on me, if something happened, Choseol’s body would have already been affected somehow.

I walked forward.

Soo-oh is already in front.

Probably, she went forward so that I wouldn’t be attacked.

From Soo-oh’s perspective, she’s running forward quickly holding her sword without saying anything.

When the finger of the person aiming the Sealing Needle pulls the trigger, the Sealing Needle is rapidly fired.

Clang!

Right in front of Soo-oh.

And about 3 seconds later, I hear the sound in my ears.

Soo-oh’s pupils confirmed all the incoming Sealing Needles, then deflected them in order. Since it’s a weapon that takes time to reload, the moment after firing was the last chance for those using the Sealing Needles.

Soo-oh looked at the person closest to her and raised her sword.

And she really swung her sword lightly.

Blood splattered, and warmth immediately flowed into me.

Soo-oh has no burden in killing people.

But it’s not strange at all.

Because she’s already killed before. The gloomy act that was carried out when Soo-oh entered this Heavenly Demon Divine Cult.

The action of tying a crying, tantrum-throwing child in the middle of an open space and having them take turns throwing stones at them. And if a child holding a stone refuses, saying they can’t do it, that child is tied up next.

To survive, they have no choice but to throw stones. And it continues until the child dies.

From then on, rebellious children decrease drastically. It’s easy to feel since they contributed to killing.

What happens if they explode with emotion and rebel anyway?

The next sacrifice comes out.

In this way, children belonging to the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult are thoroughly educated from a young age to easily kill people.

Looking closely, each and every part is designed to educate people like beasts.

And this is something instructed by the Great Kraken in exchange for treasures and food when the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult was first created not long ago.

In other words, it means the malice of a civilization that has developed enough to rule one world and exchange attacks with other worlds is embedded.

It’s effective.

Without hesitation, Soo-oh immediately cuts down the next person.

But cutting down the first two people was all Soo-oh accomplished.

Soo-oh’s sword, which was about to swing towards the next target, was instantly cut in half. Even the dark purple mist was cut along with it.

The faint heat remaining where the bright red light passed allows you to feel how powerful a weapon the opponent has.

When Soo-oh turns her gaze, there’s a man in different attire from those holding Sealing Needles standing looking at Soo-oh.

Soo-oh’s eyes turn towards the red lightsaber held in his hand, then slowly rise towards the man.

“My, did that cruel immortal ruin even such a child with evil techniques?”

He says that while pitying Soo-oh.

“Who’s a cruel immortal? Why, why are you suddenly targeting Choseol?”

Soo-oh asked him in a low voice she had never used before. He took out something like a cigarette from his bosom and lit the end with the lightsaber in his hand.

Originally, it would need to be sucked in to steadily supply oxygen for the fire to catch, but the temperature must be enormously high because it immediately caught fire just by lightly touching the tip.

The man who put that in his mouth and took a puff pointed his lightsaber at me who was running hard forward.

“Look at what that evil immortal has done to you.”

Then Soo-oh flared up.

“What. That my hair turned purple? Or that my skin turned white? Choseol gave me a blessing and my messed up body returned to normal. No, it even got better.”

But he continues to look down at Soo-oh with a pitying expression.

“Does that bastard immortal call that a blessing? Sure, it might look good. Because that’s the final spark you obtained by selling all your possibilities.”

Something I want to know too popped up.

The identity of harvesters. He’s explaining why harvesters become so strong. Looking at his strangely confident face, he at least believes it’s true.

“My possibilities?”

Soo-oh also asked him while pointing her sword at him.

“Souls transmigrate through the world. All life repeats dying and being born, living to become better life, and at the end is ascension. Ascension means escaping the cycle of life and death to become an immortal. But when this life ends for you, you’ll eternally be born and die as a lowly worm at the bottom of that cycle. But you’ll never be able to rise up again. Because you’re using up all of that.”

Soo-oh blinks her eyes.

“Does reincarnation really exist?”

There was such a story among the ones I told her. So she understood quickly. The man in front of Soo-oh was surprised.

“You know quite well? It exists. People look for opportunities to polish their souls as they’re reborn. But that’s impossible for you. That evil god stole all the possibilities you would have in the future, and what’s left is the current you.”

At the man’s explanation, I questioned while reviewing the memories of the immortal disciples or so-called Taoists I had just stolen.

Why does containing me result in that?

Soo-oh still has warmth.

I’m just contained in the light that has warmth. It’s strange to say I stole possibilities just with that, isn’t it? Because Soo-oh is still in a state of having possibilities.

Why do you say I took it when I haven’t taken anything?

Are you really sure you know properly?

While the two were talking, I finally arrived next to Soo-oh.

“Is it true?”

Soo-oh asks as soon as I arrive.

She’s asking with an expression as if it’s natural that I know. The distance was quite far to run, so there’s no way she could have heard well.

Maybe she noticed somewhere that I was watching through their eyes.

I decided to bury that for now since it’s not the time to worry about that.

At least, I decided to tell only the truth.

I don’t make excuses.

“I don’t know.”

As soon as I answered like that, the man next to me pushed away the people holding Sealing Needles around him and pointed his red lightsaber at me.

“So the monster who deceived even a child has come. Let’s see what nonsense this cunning-tongued bitch like a fox demon from mythology spouts.”

Immortal disciple. Or the name of this person called a Taoist is Hwangbo Cheon.

Among the people of this country who have no surname or one-character names, unusually Hwangbo is the surname and Cheon is the name.

“I gave myself to people who made contracts with me. All living beings have light. I’m contained in that light. Until that person dies, I don’t take anything from the person I contracted with.”

But as soon as my words end, he sneers.

“How ridiculous. Are you going to say you didn’t know what happens when you put yourself into people?”

“Wounds heal, and they become stronger.”

He who was looking at me sneering gradually changes his expression.

That’s not the look of someone looking at a person telling lies. Rather, it’s more the expression of seeing something more disgusting.

“You were doing that to people without even knowing what it is?”

“Isn’t it becoming better?”

At least until that moment, that’s what I know.

As he filled with anger, Soo-oh quickly ran in front of me and pointed her broken sword at Hwangbo Cheon.

“Were you doing such evil deeds without hesitation because you were ignorant? What’s contained in the soul isn’t power but you? You did that as much as you wanted? Because of you, as the soul distorts, it wrings out everything the soul has accumulated until now.”

But instead of immediately swinging his sword, Hwangbo Cheon condemns me.

“And after wringing out all of that, the soul shatters and scatters into small fragments.”

“It’s the same if you die anyway. What’s wrong with choosing to start over like this rather than living a horrible life now.”

Soo-oh blurted out.

Hwangbo Cheon pities Soo-oh like that. This person consistently sympathizes with Soo-oh. It’s the look of seeing a victim who suffered from an evil immortal.

Looking at the story so far, this person is probably a good person.

“If that happens, you have to endlessly repeat lives where you can’t even be properly born, being born as insect-like lowly creatures and disappearing. That’s for the big fragments. The too small fragments have to wander this world in a state of neither living nor dying until they’re completely ground away.”

If they fall to where I am, they just melt into me and disappear. If they bring the light too, that would be the case.

But I leave the light as it is. Just warmth is enough.

Still, I understood.

So that’s how it works.

There’s a similar part in the Great Kraken’s knowledge too. Part of the knowledge called soul engineering.

“To live one life, and then have to suffer until the soul is completely worn away in the future.”

Hwangbo Cheon pities Soo-oh while being angry at me.

“And by an evil monster who doesn’t even know they’re evil.”

That’s wrong.

I know I’m evil. Of course, I didn’t bother to say that out loud.

Hwangbo Cheon raised his hand.

Then the people around aimed Sealing Needles at me and Soo-oh, and Soo-oh became very tense.

And he said:

“So that there’s no such terrible suffering, I’ll at least burn your soul completely.”

Ah. So that’s why they put Jung Jaewoo and Byeongil in that strange flame and incinerated them.

That flame that burns even light.

And part of that flame is in Hwangbo Cheon’s hand.

He really came to catch me in earnest.

So I stepped forward, grabbed Soo-oh’s shoulders, and said:

“Alright. I’ll die. In exchange, let these children live.”

Let’s invest for the future.

The man in the faded memories laughs loudly.

Noisily.