129 – Episode 129. Breaking the Seal (2)
Episode 129. Break the seal (2)
– Why do you think I don’t trust you?
I thought you didn’t show it.
“There was a man who followed me around for 10 days.”
– Hmm.
Dodo was caught, not me. Ha, you milk bucket bastard.
In fact, from the moment I arrived at the Tribal Federation, I entrusted Dodo with the saint’s special mark.
He was ordered to report immediately if he did anything suspicious or recited a strange spell. Well, it was something to be wary of.
Shall we save the corner of the room and the Pope, prevent the saint from falling into the hands of Charon and the Evolutionist school, find the headquarters of the Evolutionist school, inform the Tribal Federation of the attack by zombie high-ranking demons…
I thought nothing of it until the Pope’s sacrifice killed the half-human, half-demon controlled by Charon and rescued the saint.
I think I was filled with the thought that I would somehow save my people and return home.
After spending a week traveling to Symphonia with the Ashmist tribe, I finally came to my senses.
Saint. Blind. Name unknown. Age unknown.
Even if you ask, they will not answer at all about personal information. All I could do was smile and say, ‘I forgot everything.’
She is not just a poor forgetful blind girl. It is said to be a representative of Ishtania.
An agent of a perverted psychopath who calls possessors into this world and turns everything into entertainment.
It’s impossible not to be suspicious. All kinds of thoughts came to mind.
What if the saint is Ishtania’s secondary character?
What if Tania is spying on me through her saint?
What if you instigate the goddess cultists within the tribal alliance and cause an infighting in order to f*ck me?
What if, like Charon, I manipulate the saint through soul control and disrupt my plans at a critical moment?
In fact, what if you open your eyes and fire a crazy laser beam to destroy my totem?
He chuckled and said, ‘I believed you had fooled me! Ha, it ended up like this… You can say something like ‘I can’t let you live?’
Even when I said I had something to say, I honestly felt uncomfortable. Because I didn’t know what the saint would do when they were alone.
Lake said he would come with me, so I stayed for an hour.
Anyway, I thought about many things other than these. She wondered if she could trust the saint.
She did the same when she handed over information about places where high-ranking demons live.
At first, I thought, ‘Oh, if I kill the high-ranking demons one by one, I will soon be able to gain the Incarnation,’ but after thinking about it, I thought that this might be a trap.
What if you want to kill Lakhe by passing on false information and making him fight against powerful high-ranking demons?
Then it’s all over. No matter how much you invest in Canto or Paya, they will never be as strong as Lakhe.
Colossus cannot be used often because of the magic stone problem.
Anyway, because of this risk, I had no idea what to do next.
In the meantime, the saint spoke to her.
“Ishtania says it’s just a game, but she keeps sending paladins. It would be a terrible thing for the possessed, but… It is an indispensable and necessary force for us.
At least I have no reason to be hostile towards him. “This is a time when any strength is needed.”
Are you saying, ‘I’m not a spy for Ishtania, we’re more of a relationship where we use each other out of necessity’?
Hmm. I understand. It means that the survival of this world takes priority over the circumstances of the possessed person.
The saint is also a resident here. She must desperately want salvation on earth.
So, first of all, I believe in Ishtania, so please don’t misunderstand.
The saint opened her mouth again.
“I just had this thought. “The God who needs humanity and the God who humanity wants are different.”
Honestly, I’m not sure what it means. I think I was talking about the differences between me and Ishtania.
Well, for me, it’s a pretty good god.
I was originally a human being, so I know very well what people want. Holding frequent festivals and giving occasional speeches is also for the mental care of the tribal federation.
Also, since I lost my memory (or not), I feel a bit idiotic, no, I have some humanity.
This is a god that smells like people. Cancer.
The saint standing in front of her altar slowly knelt down and placed her hands together. She wants to offer up her prayers to me.
[XXX XXXX has become a descendant.]
Maybe it’s because they have special powers, but they are no longer just ordinary believers, but have become part of my family.
I forgot the name so it appears as an X. That’s interesting. Maybe they didn’t just forget it, but even got rid of the name.
– I will trust you.
You must have heard the reason for cooperation (salvation of the earth), and if you have become part of the family, you should trust them.
– Trying to subdue a high-ranking demon. Could you pick one of the places you mentioned last time?
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I asked for your opinion as a sign of trust. Actually, I asked because I didn’t know where to go.
If possible, I would recommend it as a place where the weakest person lives.
“I recommend Gruaga Castle.”
The saint smiled.
***
A ruined street. A red shadow covered with countless ghosts moved.
It was the spiritual body of Charon, who had become an evil spirit.
– Kyaaa!
The ghosts belonging to him screamed and ran wild, but Charon did not care.
“Who… “
He just muttered.
Although no one could see him, Charon cried out for help. I worked hard even though I wasn’t fully conscious and couldn’t even finish my sentence properly.
“Someone… “
After the battle with the Dark Cloud Demon, Charon lost all the zombies along with the body of Reno Johnson, which he used as his main body, and barely escaped and survived.
We tried to find a new body before he lost consciousness and disappeared, but there were no living creatures nearby.
I held on with superhuman mental strength, but the end came slowly. A situation where one is completely incapacitated and just waiting for the day to disappear.
In his hazy consciousness, Charon remembered something from a long time ago.
That was a memory from when I was human.
“Ah… !”
The story unfolds vividly when the imperial army attacked the Autumn Leaf Tribe. They seemed not satisfied even after destroying the tribe, so they set fire to the mountain.
He hugged the bodies of the three children, who had cooled down in the acrid smoke, and shed tears.
He ground his teeth in anger at the cruel civilized people, the unresponsive gods, and his helpless self. I will definitely take revenge.
Charon was able to move again only after the fire that had been burning the mountain for two days was extinguished.
He couldn’t go far. Because the bottom of the mountain was full of imperial barracks. They were drinking alcohol, eating meat, and celebrating, but they didn’t seem to have any intention of going yet.
Soon hunger came. Nightmarish hunger.
He tried to eat fruit from trees or animals, but he could not eat them because they were all completely black.
There wasn’t anything edible at all. Because there were three pieces of meat that he was holding dearly.
I had no choice but to choose. Die or live?
In order to get revenge, I had to survive.
No matter what methods were used, we had to survive.
That was the last thing I had to do.
“I was so, so hungry.”
He had to go crazy. Because if he didn’t go crazy, he wouldn’t be able to endure.
He had to hate God and the world. Because he couldn’t hate himself.
I had to turn my eyes away from this terrible truth. He tried so hard to forget, but as soon as he lost control, his memories came back again.
“I couldn’t help it… “
The red shadow that had been moving erratically suddenly became limp.
– Opportunity! It’s your chance!
– Take the initiative! Take the initiative!
The ghosts swarming within Charon’s spiritual body began to attack. White, small energies wander around the body of the evil spirit.
Charon’s spiritual body was about to tear, split, and split into several pieces.
Is this a coincidence? Is this an inevitable result? Or is it a curse of fate?
“Huh… !”
Because of that great spiritual pain, Charon came to his senses again. The spirit bodies that were about to split were quickly put back together, but they could not go back to their original state.
– Initiative. Initiative.
– One.
– The only way.
The ghosts that he had controlled and suppressed until now have merged with his soul. It was through a small gap in consciousness that had been opened.
It was the result of learning and using the abilities of evil beings who cross dimensions, in a way that did not fit the bill.
“…Me?”
Numerous egos stirred in Charon’s consciousness. Multiple memories are mixed and mixed.
However, the essence did not change.
The ghosts who had been trapped in Charon’s ego for a long time had become no different from Charon. It would not be an exaggeration to say that these were Charon’s numerous alter egos.
Ironically, losing control allowed Charon to escape the limitations of mortality.
Countless ghosts united around the soul of Charon. The spiritual abilities of those ghosts merged with Charon and blossomed into new ones.
Mortals who had learned the abilities of transcendent beings disappeared, and strange beings were born.
“Who am I… ?”
Charon asked himself.
– Priest of the Autumn Leaves tribe.
– A person who was betrayed by Loa.
– A person who has learned forbidden magic.
– A father who ate his children.
– Necromancer.
– Soul Devourer.
– The end of the gods.
– The end of the myth.
– Charon.
The ghosts who had become one with Charon chuckled and whispered quietly.
“Charon. “Caron.”
Hundreds of voices rang out simultaneously, centered around Charon’s voice.
“The end of the gods.”
– Find a host.
The shadow that was crackling with a glitch effect moves again.
“The end of the myth.”
An evil spirit is wandering the ruined streets. An evil spirit called Charon.