Chapter 61 – Day 61

Day 61

“Hello?”

Startled-!

As Cheon Seoa, who had climbed to the rooftop of a building overlooking Dead Land, greeted, the empty air suddenly writhed.

Cheon Seoa looked at the empty space and said.

“Somehow, maybe because it’s my first time seeing a Western Repairer, it feels different.”

“How did you notice?”

As soon as Cheon Seoa finished speaking, a man who revealed himself from the empty space asked.

A man with flaming red hair and beautiful golden eyes.
His body was so delicate that he could be mistaken for a woman, but from that slender body emanated an overwhelming strength that seemed capable of pushing even mountains.

“How… that’s a difficult question. If I had to answer, I’d say it’s because I simply ‘saw’ it?”

As Cheon Seoa answered, a gloomy darkness flowed from her two eyes.
The man’s body trembled slightly upon seeing that darkness.

“Magic cultivation technique…, you. What’s your relationship with Illuminate?”

The man instantly recognized that the gloomy darkness flowing from Cheon Seoa’s eyes was made of magical energy.

And, the only thing that could create such magical energy was the magic cultivation technique.

With that, the man could tell that Cheon Seoa was a cultivator who had learned the magic cultivation technique.

“A disciple… perhaps? But Illuminate hasn’t taken a single disciple until now.”

As Cheon Seoa didn’t provide an answer to his question, the man muttered again.

A girl whose identity was unknown.
He assumed that Cheon Seoa was a disciple of one of Illuminate’s nine villains.

Among them, if it’s related to ‘eyes’.

“Are you Digester’s disciple?”

Digester, the villain who mastered the Three Eyes Three Disasters technique.
A mind that can handle three different disasters through three eyeballs.

It wasn’t strange for the man to think so, as Digester was the only villain known to have mastered a magic cultivation technique related to ‘eyes’.

Meanwhile, Cheon Seoa, who had been silently staring at the man, slowly opened her mouth.

“Isn’t there something more important right now?”

“Hmm-.”

The man let out a low rumble.

Indeed, what was important wasn’t whose disciple the opponent was.

Important thing is.

“Certainly.”

The man muttered.

The only important thing now.
Is not to create any witnesses.

Perhaps the opponent has noticed that he is behind this attack on the Dead Land by the heroes.
If so, before that fact reaches the ears of the other nine villains of the Illuminati.

“I’ll have to take care of it.”

As the man muttered this, an enormous presence burst forth from his entire body.

The opponent also appears to be a practitioner of magic arts, but judging by their appearance, their level seems unimpressive.
The man was confident that he could easily kill Cheon Seoa.

“Ah, I wonder if Earth-born Repairers lack experience.”

Cheon Seoa muttered, looking at the man who was exuding an enormous presence.

Earth-born Repairers were all arrogant.
Once they reach the level of Yeongi-gi, they can easily handle multiple opponents, whether it’s a 7th-grade hero or a 3-star villain.

And as that level increases, the strength possessed by a Repairer increases exponentially.

This is why the power balance in the Repair world is so chaotic.

Also, because of this, Repairers in the Repair world were all very perceptive.

A perception that allows them to determine whether an opponent is someone they can handle.

Compared to the Repairers of the Repair world, the Earth-born Repairer in front of her was too arrogant. Arrogant. Truly arrogant.

“To the point of being pitiful.”

“What are you muttering about?”

Thud-!

In an instant, a man appeared before Cheon Seoa, taking a heavy step forward and throwing a punch.

Bang-!

The man’s fist, creating a sonic boom, plunged into Cheon Seoa’s abdomen.

Boom!

With an explosive sound, the man who had attacked Cheon Seoa instead furrowed his brow and stepped back.

On Cheon Seoa’s abdomen where the man’s fist had struck, something like a turtle shell made of magical energy had suddenly appeared.

“Well, I guess you have some skill after all.”

The man muttered, clenching and unclenching his tingling fist.

Cheon Seoa looked at the man as if he was utterly pitiful.

Even though he was an Earthborn Regressor.

“I didn’t know you could be this oblivious.”

“You’ve been spouting nonsense for a while now-!”

Growl-!

At Cheon Seoa’s muttering, the man shouted angrily and swung his fist again.

Splitting time, and splitting it again, and again, the man’s fist filled the surrounding space as it extended.

A bombardment of countless punches rained down without a gap.

However, there was no change in Cheon Seoa’s expression as she watched this barrage.
That sight made the man show a sinister smile.

‘Die without even knowing what hit you-!’

The man shouted inwardly.

Cheon Seoa showed no change.
The man thought that Cheon Seoa hadn’t even recognized his movement.

However.

“Poor child.”

Drip-.

Towards the man who was unleashing countless fist strikes at her, Cheon Seoa muttered.
At the same time, a single tear fell from Cheon Seoa’s left eye.

The man sensed something ominous in Cheon Seoa’s muttering.
And in the tear that Cheon Seoa shed.

But now, there’s no way to withdraw the fist that has been thrown.

As the saying goes, now he must attack with the intention of crushing the opponent.

Just as the countless fist strikes the man had thrown were about to hit Cheon Seoa’s body.

Whoosh-!

A talisman that appeared out of nowhere positioned itself between the man’s fist strikes and Cheon Seoa.

Boom-!

Soon after, a solid barrier was formed, completely blocking all of the man’s countless fist strikes.

“What-!”

The man shouted angrily.

The barrier that blocked his attack was filled with fire and water energies, which are normally incompatible with each other.

Moreover, the man knew of a cultivator who used a technique to create barriers using these two opposing energies.

A sect that was once established in Japan and ruled over it, but has now disappeared.
The Taesang Patriarch of the Yin-Yang Sect, one of the many sects that make up the Ascension Sect to which the man himself belonged.

That barrier was exactly the same as the one used by such a cultivator.

“What on earth is this…?”

The man’s eyes were filled with confusion.

The Taesang Patriarch who had disappeared along with the Yin-Yang Sect.
They had expected that the Yin-Yang Sect had been erased by an unidentified monster, and that the Taesang Patriarch had died at the same time.

Could it be….

“Did they betray the Ascension Sect…?”

Did they betray the Ascension Sect and side with Mein?

As the man who harbored such thoughts spoke in a suppressed voice, Cheon Seoa shook her head.

“No, no. That ‘child’ fulfilled their duty with great pride. Against me, a Mein of higher realm, that child didn’t retreat even an inch.”

What are you talking about?

As memories of that time flowed from Cheon Seoa’s mouth, the man’s expression became blank.

Cheon Seoa continued speaking, regardless of the man’s reaction.

“So, I highly appreciated that child’s will and specially granted them an ‘immortal life’.”

What?
What kind of life?

It was the moment when the man’s brow furrowed, his expression blank at the incomprehensible words.

Suddenly, the space behind Cheon Seoa split open, and someone walked out amidst a storm of magical energy.

A man dressed in attire typically associated with ‘onmyoji’.
A sword was tied to his waist, and he concealed numerous talismans in his bosom.

The being that appeared through the split space was the Taesang Munju, who had vanished along with the extinction of the Yin-Yang sect.

However, the man could tell at a glance.

That person, no, ‘that thing’ was not the Taesang Munju.
It was just ‘something’ wearing the shell of the Taesang Munju.

That thing.
How on earth could that thing be…!

“You mean an immortal life!”

Kwaaah!

The man let out an angry cry.
Cheon Seoa tilted her head as if she couldn’t understand the man.

“Of course it’s an immortal life, isn’t it? As long as I don’t die, this child will never cease to exist.”

Grind-.

Something.
The man gritted his teeth roughly at Cheon Seoa’s twisted way of thinking.

“Taesang Munju. I will put you to rest right now.”

The man’s eyes can see.
The terrible writhing of the soul of Tae Sang Moon-ju dwelling in ‘that thing’.

The man’s ears can hear.
The terrifying screams of Tae Sang Moon-ju dwelling in ‘that thing’, filled with fear, pain, and despair.

Therefore, the man decided to shatter that thing and put Tae Sang Moon-ju at ease.

As the man twitches, about to move right now.

“Don’t worry too much. You’re a poor child. So, I’ll personally give you an ‘immortal life’ too.”

As Cheon Seo-ah says this, an incredibly beautiful yet somewhat eerie and sadistic smile forms on her lips.