episode_0235

Only One (7) – One Mind Salvation Church Paradise

“Could you please look away for a moment, new believer?”

And the corpse, which had clearly been cut in half, was wearing new clothes from the inventory, looking unharmed.

Seongju laughed as he saw the ringleader standing up again, just as he had before.

“… … It wasn’t Gao, it was bait.”

“The best bait is the one that looks the most delicious.”

“… … Ha.”

The gentle smile of the leader of the circle made me laugh again.

Purple pupils that carefully scan the enemy without giving up even in such desperate moments.

The ‘wise man’s eyes’, which can see what cannot be seen, saw through the circular cult leader.

The mana shines white, and the endless sea beyond enters.

Countless people filled that infinite sea.

no-

Zombies.

One of the zombies that was swimming quietly with its face exposed to the sea slowly sank into the sea.

However, the infinite sea does not disappear just because one zombie disappears.

The sea just circulates infinitely.

Sooo!

The sword blades of the swordsmen are heading towards you, sprinkling a strange light.

“… … I sealed the power core, and the infinite core is acting up.”

Fuck life-

“… … Wait.”

A circular cult leader who raises his hand to stop the sword saints in response to the chanting of the castle lord.

Looking at the swordsmen quietly lowering their swords, the leader of the circle opened his mouth again.

“Are you referring to the Salvation Church leader by what you just said?”

“… … why. Give me a certificate for doing something well?”

Even though Seongju is making a very sarcastic face with a funny face, the head of the circle is carelessly stroking his chin.

“… … okay. Ah, that’s it.”

Now I know the full story.

“It’s you. The person who imprisoned the Salvation Church leader from appearing in the story.”

“Yes, it is me. So, how about bowing as a way of saying thank you? Ah – how do you feel?”

Seongju imitating the voice of the ringleader.

However, the leader of the circle smiled casually.

“That’s funny.”

“Why? Can awakened people with morale skills get estimates just by looking at each other?”

“What you just said was arrogant.”

It’s a skill-

The ringleader who chanted like that burst into laughter and looked at the saint hanging on an invisible cross.

“So you are frogs.”

The ringleader asked with a benevolent smile, pointing his finger at the castle lord.

“Who are you?”

“Suddenly shouting out loud words―”

“Who are you, other than a frog who happened to pick up a gun?”

“… … .”

“Whether you’re holding a gun plated in gold or sparkling with platinum – a frog is just a frog.”

so-

“If you are an idiot who doesn’t know anything, keep your mouth shut.”

You cocky little frog.

A creepy smile with the corners of the mouth torn apart.

“… … Special.”

Seongju smiled broadly as if responding to that smile and whispered something in a very thin voice.

“… … huh? What?”

The leader of the circle of worship asks back while slightly tilting his head.

Seongju smiles wider and kiiing! Mana appeared.

“Jjin Special. Lights up if ignored.”

Tuk!

The rusty iron sword in the castle lord’s hand slowly falls to the floor.

A rusty iron sword whose purple glowing mana is slowly fading away.

But the rusty iron sword was still shining purple.

Suddenly!

Pingrrr – An extra skill that cuts down invisible telekinesis while falling.

Seongju cut off the telekinetic force that was restraining him and landed safely on the floor.

widely-!

Just like that, I grab the handle of the rusty iron sword that falls to the floor again.

He flashes the rusty iron sword he holds backwards and quickly looks left and right with his purple pupils.

The Sword Saints resumed their charge due to the castle lord’s sudden action.

Their dark sword light reflects and sparkles in the eyes of the castle lord.

However, what Hyeseong Lee saw was not the Sword Saint, but the circular cult leader beyond it.

okay-

I’ve already come too far to go back.

If you keep coming back to life, I will kill you until you die.

In this situation where victory is nowhere in sight, I-

I will attack even for victory.

The only gap that appears quietly in the eyes of Seongju, as if shining.

The only way to break through without being hit by the blades of the swordsmen coming at him.

Pot!

My feet move at the same time as I think.

Kiiing—!

The sword held backwards, with purple mana brightening the darkness, was gently draped next to the waist.

A horizontal slash loaded with rotation to cut everything.

Grumble!

However, the view that was glaring at the Ringmaster from the gap between the Sword Saints suddenly changed drastically.

The landscape itself suddenly becomes-

‘Standing on—?’

Eyes fiercely scanning the surroundings.

However, the understanding of the situation in Seongju could not continue.

The very ground he was standing on led Seongju to another place.

“Crraaa—!”

To the giant fist already perfectly prepared to attack.

Sooo!

A large fist violently cuts through the wind and fills the castle lord’s pupils.

Masses of muscle fill the body of the Seongju, who has not even extended his sword yet.

Fuwaaa!

The castle owner fell to the floor with a horrifying crash sound.

The iron sword of the castle lord spins in the sky just like before.

Deep!

But-

This time, it wasn’t anyone’s hand, but stuck diagonally into the floor and stopped spinning.

“… … .”

Seongju is lying on the floor, not moving at all.

The religious leaders who had moved the ground with telekinesis slowly lowered their hands.

“They say the most delicious bait is the best bait, you little frog… … .”

A whisper from the ringleader who was quietly looking down on the castle owner.

The circular leader stepped forward again, gently dividing the zombies, and looked at the Salvation Bridge with benevolent eyes.

“Well, is this the end of the surprise you prepared?”

His appearance hasn’t changed much since the first time I met him.

“kkieeek―!”

A battlefield that has not changed.

The eyes of the paladins and awakened people were shaking violently.

today-

They killed zombies.

Killed a lot of zombies.

I killed countless zombies.

However, nothing changed.

They don’t even have the strength to hold their weapons again…

“Then I guess I should finish this soon.”

Their enemy was very strong.

The leader of the circle is checking his watch with a smile on his face.

“Hmm – Did the believers know that dawn was already passing by? It was dark all day, so I didn’t even notice the time passing!”

The leader of the circle continued speaking while looking up at the sky covered by the mutants.

“This means that the cycle that started in the morning is continuing past the wee hours of the morning. This is the first city that refused to circulate for more than a day.”

Indeed- it is Seoul.

“I deliberately ignored it to discourage the believers, but isn’t there a reason why Seoul was chosen as the final destination? You guys did a great job.”

match-! match-! match-!

A man’s applause echoes across the silent battlefield.

“I applaud your efforts.”

The ringleader encouraged the Salvation Church with a very gentle smile.

“So—what is the result of that long struggle?”

His eyes sweep across the square of Salvation Church.

“What did you guys get?”

“… … Salvation?”

The Paladins’ eyes closed as the words continued like a joke.

“You gritted your teeth and fought hard, but you achieved nothing.”

Unpleasant situations that come out of his mouth.

“We fought non-stop all day, but the leader and vice-leader did not even see their shadows.”

“Sweet smell will pour out of your mouth, and hunger and menstruation will be loud through the tension that is constricting your body.”

“What are you doing right now, forcing your eyes to open?”

There were more zombies staring at them in silence than the zombies they had killed.

Everyone’s faces are frowning at the cruel reality that cannot be changed.

“You guys don’t look happy at all right now.”

“You are just enduring a hellish life and suffering like hell.”

“Do you know what is the cause of the pain that is oppressing you now?”

A circular leader who spreads his arms and raises his voice as if giving a speech.

The paladins, who had no power to shout because it was sophistry, glared at him with murderous intent.

“It is painful because you are not following the law.”

“Are there any believers who find it painful to get a good night’s sleep? Of course there won’t be.”

“You were not in pain because you were following the natural law that humans must sleep.”

The ringleader grinned even more, looking at everyone in his eyes.

“You are all struggling in pain right now.”

─────.

A heavy burden that weighs on the shoulders of the awakened.

The mana that made them special had been used up and they were still breathing heavily and unrefined.

Kiiing—!

The pure whiteness that sparkles in their eyes.

I looked down at the Salvation Bridge as the circular pontoon slowly rose in the air, sprinkling bright light.

“Follow the last law left in the world.”

“I will relieve you of your pain. We will restore the hell of everyone who has entrusted themselves to this huge cycle.”

The only answer that will restore the world.

“That is the cycle.”

Indescribable emotions swirled in the eyes of everyone who looked up at that light.

Sharp tears echoing anger, resentment, and desperation.

However, the circular bridge was higher than their tears.

“Do not refuse circulation. All you have to do is close your eyes for just one moment.”

“Don’t worry. I am a cycle.”

“It is the starting and ending point of the cycle and the intersection.”

Not as a tool, but as the original cycle itself.

The only boatman who contemplates the infinite loop of circulation.

“A true cycle for you-”

Kwaaang!

“Shut up~!”

A cruel shout that cuts off the circular cult leader’s words.

The circular cult leader’s eyebrows twitched at the growl he let out while vigorously scratching his neck.

Kwaang-! Kwaang-! Kwaang-! Kwaang-!

“Shut up—! shut up-! shut up-! Shut up! ”

The back of a man who continues to pound the ground with his fist while looking down at someone’s corpse.

He stood up unsteadily, screaming without knowing whether it was tears or a scream.

Ruined with tears—

A face distorted by a mixture of many emotions.

“… … Shut up.”

My vision is blurry with tears that haven’t dried yet.

In his field of vision, Kang San found his spear lying on the floor with its blunt blade.

He walks forward again, dragging the spear in his hand.

Stumbling, not falling as if I was going to fall, but continuing.

“… … Shut up.”

The voice is already very hoarse.

Vocal cords that have lost their natural timbre spit out sentences screaming.

A view completely shattered by water.

With that vision, an unfamiliar sentence appears in the eyes of Han Balguk and Kang San, who was taking a step forward.

[You shook your head.]

An unfamiliar tone echoed in Kangsan’s ears.

[Even when I saw people who thought the wrong answer was the closest to the correct answer―]

[Your colleagues, close friends, and even blood relatives. Even when everyone nods their heads―]

[You shook your head.]

Kang San stumbles past the Holy Knights of the Church of Salvation.

The ringmaster narrowed his eyes and stared at the frog walking towards him like a zombie.

[Whether that is correct or not.]

[Even though I regret that choice and cry.]

[Even though I let such a precious person leave my side.]

[You are once again walking onto the stage of a story full of trials and tribulations.]

“… … Trust?”

The whispers of the ringleader looking at the approaching Gangsan.

The corners of his eyes, which had been squinting, widen more and more as if he couldn’t believe it.

[You who came on stage will shake your head again.]

It is not a weapon in one’s hand, but a symbol of the human being holding that weapon.

[That is a strong acid.]

[Kangsan is such a being.]

One’s own existence proven through trials, tribulations, and stories.

“… … Shut up.”

Kang San repeated the same words like a mechanical sound and lifted the weapon that was stuck on the ground at an angle in his shattering vision.

Seongju’s ‘rusty iron sword’ held in his left hand.

Kang San, holding a spear and sword in both hands, suddenly stopped.

[So, this time too-]

I always wanted it to be like that –

However, the ideal of existence was already being practiced.

[I won’t give in this time either.]

The only thing that comes into sight is Kang San holding a sword in one hand and a spear in the other.

Although I regret it so much,

The enemy that catches the eye of Kang San, who is still thinking of only one thing.

Tiring—!

[Adventurer Kang San, manifestation of existential abnormality.]

Kiiing—!

Mana shines on Gangsan with a more brilliant light than ever.

[The adventurer’s skill ‘Understanding Weight (Lv.10)’ responds to the existence of Kangsan!]

A hellish battlefield filled with red.

The red lights, which were full of a weight that Kang San could not bear, all at once seeped into Kang San’s body.

Exciting!

A world that changes from red to blue with a clear heartbeat.

In the glowing blue battlefield, I looked up at the one being whose only red dot had not turned blue.

The leader of the circular cult is shining white and glaring at him.

[Indomitable (Lv.10)]

“… … 이 개새끼야.”