episode_0633

Death is nothing special.

If I get hit and feel like I’m going to die, what else is that but death?

In that sense, the roaring red dragon that fills my field of vision is death to me.

No, it’s no different from extinction.

Because the moment it hits, I will disappear without a trace, leaving behind no evidence of my life other than people’s memories.

The overwhelming sense of mass felt in the fierce red color takes my breath away.

I can confidently say that the blow before my eyes is Lu Bu’s full power.

No, it’s a 120% blow that surpasses the power.

“Oh, right.”

It’s ridiculous.

Who could have guessed?

Who would have thought that the growth plate of the person considered the strongest in the present age has not yet closed?

Lu Bu grows again through enemies that have grown to the point where they can eat him.

It was only through this that I realized.

Jaycoop and Yeopo.

The crucial difference between two seemingly similar incarnations of wrath.

“… The direction was different.”

The difference is none other than the direction of the anger.

Where is the tip of the sword of anger that is tightly packed in the hearts of the two people aimed?

Jaycoop is the world.

I am angry and hateful towards this world that has cruelly taken away my family and everything precious to me.

What about Lu Bu then?

Surprisingly, his anger is focused on one specific person rather than the world.

That particular person, surprisingly enough, is himself.

He absolutely hates being left behind by anyone.

Of course, there is no person in the world who would like to lag behind others, but he has an abnormally, pathologically high tendency to do so.

So much so that it leads to anger towards oneself.

That was the secret to his growth.

The obsession with never being able to fall behind others and the anger that burns because of it.

When I feel this, what should I say?

“He really is a great person.”

People naturally have a strong tendency to interpret things in a way that suits them.

For example, if someone gets ahead of you, rather than blaming yourself, you tend to feel jealous and envious of the person who got ahead of you.

But he doesn’t do that.

Rather than being jealous of those who have gone before, aren’t you blaming yourself and whipping yourself with the anger you get from it?

On the one hand, it may be because of that personality that he is so twisted and miserable now.

He tries to grow by comparing himself to others, but right now, no one can compare to him.

It’s not that there aren’t people who can compare to him.

But there is no way they would engage in a life-or-death fight with Lu Bu.

Because they have a mission to protect the country that treated them well.

Because of this, Lu Bu must have had to remain stagnant for quite a long time.

Maybe I even felt like my time was being wasted and rotting away for no reason.

And during that time, desires would naturally become distorted.

He begins to covet a country where people who seem useless to him can run things as they please, and to achieve this, he even uses his energy to create and sell dangerous drugs.

It is impossible without being distorted.

Honestly, isn’t it strange that a human being who is basically an incarnation of nothing would suddenly start selling drugs?

He looked so pitiful.

and.

“That’s stupid.”

It felt stupid.

As people grow older and stronger, their mindset should change a little, but it hasn’t changed at all.

Sometimes it’s better to lose your beginner’s mind than to keep it.

It’s a little disappointing.

If only he had been a little less twisted.

Maybe I could make him my strongest ally.

But it was too late.

He has done too many things to deserve a colleague.

Khuu …

Look straight at the red dragon that is charging towards you while howling.

The dragon, modeled after the mythical beasts of the East, moves its long body in a winding manner as it swims across the sky, charging forward at a dazzling speed.

He rules out the possibilities with a calm mind, almost as if he couldn’t believe that death was imminent.

It is impossible to evade such a wide-ranging attack without taking any damage.

Likewise, it is impossible to deflect a blow with such overwhelming mass.

There is only one thing left.

“You have to bear it.”

As the battle continues, the slightly faded star regains its will.

Benda.

Only this will encompasses all thoughts.

The stars are burning again.

As if newly born again.

“Hoooo.”

I recall, letting out a deep breath.

Will is a star.

A single landmark rising in the dark night sky.

I have to bear it.

Not the dragon rushing to kill me right in front of me, but the star itself engraved on Lu Bu.

To break his will, he puts a star carved with his will into his sword.

Parts tsutsu-!

The blue light in the sword becomes even darker, reaching a blue color close to black, with a gold light flashing within it.

Health.

A further strengthened version of the spirit created by mixing stars with a will engraved on them.

The dark night sky and the stars shining within it.

This is called the Black Night Star.

Grab the small sky spread across your sword and swing it with all your might.

A single sword that cuts down stars and severing will.

“Teaching the stars.”

The black night sky and countless stars spread out along the sword’s trajectory.

A beautiful, dazzling trajectory flies towards the head of the roaring red dragon.

A clash between strong and weak forces.

But there was no huge crashing sound.

Crunch!

All I can hear is an eerie, cutting sound.

The dragon’s head, which had been running without hesitation, splits left and right, loses strength, and falls to the ground.

Following this, the rickety fuselage also splits in half without fail.

Choaaaak-!

The moment when the night sky and the trajectory of the stars that had cut through the ferocious red dragon in one breath were finally about to meet their master.

Lu Bu laughed and twisted his body.

And I threw down the bangcheonhwageuk that I was holding in my hand.

Phew!

The moment you say “Oh no”, the Bangcheonhwageuk flies through the air and pierces the heart.

The target wasn’t me.

The heart that Bang Cheon-hwa-geuk pierced was none other than Jay-seop.

The new form of Jaycoop, who gave his heart to the tip of a spear that tore through his solid body like a piece of paper, slowly collapsed.

* * *

My knees are tingling.

Because it was my first time experiencing it, an unfamiliar sensation ran through my body.

It was terrifying.

Something that someone facing death should feel.

A signal of departure from this world.

‘Is this what it felt like?’

I’ve been in many battles, but this was the first time I’ve felt this way.

As I said before, he was always confident of victory even in fierce battles, and he achieved it.

He slashes with the power that has grown because of the enemy, and his whole body screams as he sees the dark, yet sparkling trajectory that greedily rushes to cut him.

Get out of here quickly.

Are you going to die like this?

Are you planning on falling behind him and losing your life like this?

Constantly nagging and searching for numbers.

I admit it.

That his growth rate was far beyond his own.

If things continue like this, he will eventually be unable to catch up with him, and he will be defeated and lose his life.

After accepting it, I felt a lot lighter.

Is this what it feels like to have surrendered to death?

‘No, no.’

He just admitted it, he didn’t give up.

It’s true that I can’t keep up with him like this.

But he still has one means left.

Anger, the source of my strength.

If we combine the power of the apostles, who are only half-powerful, into one.

He can move forward again.

You can reign over your opponents, trample them, and climb up one, no, two steps higher.

Then there will be no need to be concerned anymore.

Because that’s when you’ll become the strongest.

‘Wait a minute.’

One by one, the faces of those with skills comparable to mine come to mind.

Athena of Greece, Boris of Russia, the Saints of the Vatican, etc.

I will seek out those who have ruthlessly rejected me when I pleaded with them to awaken my rotting flesh.

This time, he won’t be able to refuse your offer.

The fight will happen regardless of their wishes.

The international condemnation that would result?

It doesn’t matter.

If the world is hostile to you, then you too must make the world your enemy.

Take a step towards this.

He twists his body, exerting power beyond his limits due to the anger and desire that fills him.

Splash!

Creak!

It doesn’t matter if your muscles are torn or your bones are broken.

It would be a hundred, a thousand, no, ten thousand times better than being defeated and dying.

I support my body with broken muscles and bones, concentrate my strength in my arms, and throw my beloved bottle.

Wedge!

Phew!

The tip of the spear, which tore through the air and flew, pierced the heart of another apostle who was blankly watching this side.

“Khuuuhk… … !?”

A guy who collapses while vomiting blood.

The sharp gaze of the person glaring at me with a furious face quickly makes my young vitality disappear.

Thump!

I feel it.

A feast of intense power rising from the depths of the abyss.

I hear it again.

-“My only apostle.”

A voice that was ecstatic, yet full of anger.

-“Offer me the neck and heart of that impudent human who dared point a sword at me.”

She is looking at the same ideals as herself.

“I will do that.”

If that’s the case, then I’m happy to follow.

The red dragon, resurrected with the rising energy on its back, cries out toward the sky.

Khuu …