282 – Final Chapter (35)
The Blood Demon’s face was colored with embarrassment.
It was special.
When I look back at his usual expression, he always had a boring and annoyed expression. As if she was above everything.
‘Everything that needs to be achieved has been achieved, so there is nothing left for you to do.’
Ruler.
If I were to sum it up in one word, the Blood Demon’s expression was like that.
The arrogant person had a look of surprise on his face.
The pupils of the sharp eyes grew larger, and the lips, which were quite heavy, parted somewhat. Okay. The blood demon looked a bit confused.
I internally smirked and raised the corners of my mouth.
‘You can control the emotions of a blood demon.’
I put the same sentiment as a vicious commenter.
The feeling of pride that comes from scraping off the other person. Hyeonta could have come, but it didn’t happen. The person scratched out is Hyeolma. I can’t help but feel proud.
Of course.
It wasn’t a problem that would end in just feeling good.
Making the Blood Demon lose his composure.
Because it has great strategic significance.
A small gap that occurs when emotions consume reason.
When dealing with an enemy of this caliber, it is a very precious opportunity.
“Think about it carefully. This is the worldview of Panta x Aka.”
Ugh.
I opened my mouth, touched the ground once, and started walking as naturally as possible, as if I was lost in thought. Because the angle is slightly bent, if you walk, you will come back in a long circle. After confirming that the Blood Demon’s gaze was following me, I continued speaking.
“You said it’s been 300 years since you were possessed. I don’t know if you still remember the storyline…”
“I remember.”
The blood demon quickly answered. It meant that I was focusing on my story.
“Then it’s easier to talk about. No matter what anyone says, you are the final boss now. You are the character with the biggest role in the story. Of course, in Panta “He’s more powerful than anyone else.”
“What do you want to say?”
“That needs to change. She won the big game as a possessor, so the story should have changed. And the same goes for me. You can think of it as groundless conceit, but I can’t say that my influence on the heroines is small. Still, “The story hasn’t changed. That means…”
I intentionally left out the ending.
Blood Demon… No, I wanted to give another player like me time to think for himself.
The blood demon blinked his sword-sharp eyelashes a few times. After much thought, his mouth slowly drew a conclusion.
“There is someone who manages the stories here.”
It was the same conclusion as mine.
It wasn’t interesting. Anyone, not just blood demons, would have reached the same conclusion.
There are many changes compared to the story of the original game.
The player took over the position of final boss, and he actively intervened in various places.
The same goes for me. By occupying the body of a third-rate extra, the impact he had as an extra was in no way small.
However, most of the flow of the story is maintained. The only thing different was the sense of speed.
“Of course, Panta
It doesn’t make sense unless someone is controlling the flow of the story behind the scenes.
“That’s what a developer is.”
“That’s right.”
The blood demon cupped his chin with his right hand as if he was lost in thought.
His worries become longer.
“……”
It is a breathtaking time. Suddenly, her breath followed his inhalation and exhalation. It was because it was an important time.
There are several ways to attack blood demons.
Something like defeating him with force, or, if that doesn’t work, embracing him and becoming friends with him. Various strategies went through my mind.
Among them, there is the best solution.
‘Attack on him as a player, not as a blood demon.’
To be honest, blood demons are difficult to deal with. I reached this point by monopolizing countless absurd enlightenments, but despite this, my blood demon was strong.
It feels painful because they seem to be equal at first glance.
The chances that I can defeat the Blood Demon with my skills are not that great. This is especially true because there is no sign of using my special move, Myriad Bangeuk.
Therefore, rather than fighting, attack in a different direction.
If you just stop what the blood demon is doing right now, my goal will be achieved. Usually, it is impossible to appease the final bosses of a game, but if it is a player who is inside, the situation is bound to be different.
I didn’t say it out loud, but ultimately the core of my story is this.
‘You were playing into the developer’s hands.’
Even though the final boss has changed, the flow of the story remains the same? The moment the developer’s existence is acknowledged, the blood demon himself becomes no different from the developer’s stringed doll.
It wasn’t something I could say to his face, so after observing his gaze, I slightly changed direction and walked.
The mouth of the suffering blood demon opened.
“The existence of the developer is definitely unexpected.”
It was the first sentence that made people look forward to it.
Did you come over?
I quietly added strength to his conclusion.
“That’s right. I just came to this conclusion too.”
“However, the original being is not easily convinced. Unless there is evidence, what you suggested is only a possibility.”
A blood demon that takes a step back.
I could barely resist the urge to bite my lip.
Blood Demon. I thought you wouldn’t be able to seduce me easily…
The blood demon’s push and pull did not end there.
“But.”
“?”
“Ian, your reasoning doesn’t seem very likely.”
A blood demon is a being that can make others anxious.
How many times did you braid it?
If it weren’t for the soothing title, I probably would have collapsed from a heart attack already.
Sureuk.
The blood demon shook off his clothes. His long gun made a flapping sound. He seems to be contemplating a conclusion. I added quietly.
“Don’t you want to take revenge on the developer?”
Hmm. When I wrote these lines, I felt like I had become a villain. It feels like I’m trying to drive a wedge between two people.
The blood demon looked at me.
“Revenge.”
“Not only did I make you suffer here for 300 years, but I also used you as a piece of chess.”
“You might think so.”
I thought the blood demon would be angry at this point. I thought they would feel unfair and curse at the developer. But his expression was calm. That calmness made me anxious.
Before he opened his mouth any further, the Blood Demon grinned.
“But isn’t that the developer’s role?”
“… What?”
“Control the environment and lead the story. That is the role of the developer. It is enough that the main zone has achieved its goal within it.”
“Even if I become a demon, it will still be in the developer’s hands?”
“It doesn’t matter. That’s the end that the original Buddha pursues.”
The Blood Demon’s eyes were resolute as he said that.
“Bonzon is a player after all. Seeing the end of strength is Bonzon’s goal.”
“Even if something intervened in your path?”
“Okay. Who cares?”
I slowly looked at the Blood Demon’s expression. He really didn’t seem to have any hesitation or anger. Strong. He was worthy of a person who dedicated himself to that alone. Without realizing it, I was influenced by him for the first time.
What kind of value is the strength he pursues that prevents him from being shaken like that?
“Ian, it is not too late for you. Throw yourself into the Shaleam Bridge even now. There will be no one left, so I will give you a position on this honorary committee.”
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The blood demon immediately captured him.
Did you read the brief shaking? A religious leader is not a religious leader for nothing. But it only gave me goosebumps. Whether joking or serious, isn’t this position the position of someone who was by his side just a little while ago?
Rather, his inclusion awakened my spirit.
“That’s our difference.”
“What.”
“Things that take advantage of other humans, sacrifice them, or drive everyone into despair.”
It was a story about him, and also a story about the developer.
I continued speaking while looking at the blood demon who was quietly staring at me.
“If it affects my people, I can’t accept it.”
The goal of a blood demon is only itself.
Developers will be no different.
But I am different.
There are already people here who I can call my people.
That’s the difference between me and the Blood Demon.
“You cannot become stronger even if you make friends.”
“No. We can become stronger. We can go together.”
“It’s just an ideal theory.”
“Blood Demon, you are still a foreigner.”
I said what I wanted to say.
The blood demon’s feelings were not taken into consideration.
Negotiations end at this point.
Not only me but also the blood demon would have felt it. This sweet little break ends here.
I straightened my posture.
It meant to attack as much as you want.
But instead of throwing his fist, the blood demon opened his mouth.
Next review.
The current atmosphere was definitely closer to a verbal fight.
“Ask the other way around.”
“What.”
“Are you a stranger too?”
“No.”
“Why?”
“Because every hour here was precious to me.”
“We are different.”
The blood demon closed his mouth.
His spirit began to heat up.
The idea was to have a physical conversation rather than an argument.
“Wait a minute.”
A blood demon looking at me with suspicion as I cut off the flow.
At first glance, you can see some irritation.
But I opened my mouth with an iron plate on my face.
“There’s something that can tell you about their strength. It’s a skill that is stronger than anything else by Panta x Aka standards.”
“What is it?”
“You asked, can you become stronger by trusting your comrades?”
“Yes.”
I rummaged through my pockets and picked up small crystals in my hands.
Green, light blue, blue, white, red…
Mana element crystals of various colors.
Everyone’s magical powers were in my hands.
The blood demon asked me.
“What are you planning to do?”
“This is the mana decision for my colleagues. I’m sure you remember the interaction between Panta x Aka.”
Blood Demon smoothed his chin as if he was reminiscing.
“Of course. When the foundation was created, I tried all the possible combinations. Nothing was that significant compared to the vitality.”
“Blood Demon. You just couldn’t find the recipe.”
“…Recipe?”
“Interaction requires a medium that connects each element. And I know a medium that can connect all combinations of elements at once.”
“It can’t happen.”
The blood demon firmly denied it.
“There is.”
“What is it?”
“Friendship.”
“… Friendship?”
“You know that because you’ve played the game. At the end, isn’t the cliché of collecting items one by one and defeating powerful enemies bound to come out?”
“…….”
“You underestimate friendship.”
The blood demon was dumbfounded.
It is worth it.
The cliche of accomplishing something through the power of friendship was so disgusting that it was nothing more than a shame.
But I was confident that I could convince him.
This is a logical problem.
“Remember, Blood Demon. Panta
The cult leader’s face flinched for a moment.
I am sure, that was an expression of astonishment.
That was enough.
That momentary gap.
The conversation up until now was all staged to create a gap.
Direction.
Directing is important.
The small gap in the Blood Demon’s heart allows me time.
The rice cake sprinkled in relation to interaction causes the blood demon to quietly watch me even while I am using my magic power.
The conversation we had just a moment ago made the blood demon’s response delayed even as its vitality was unfolding.
In that way, moments come together to complete one time.
That time was enough to cast Infinite Countermeasures.