177. You don’t have to look into the abyss for a long time, the abyss looks into you.
“What?”
“Don’t you know how small my top is! I was just following the orders of the person behind me.”
How long has it been since you plummeted from you to you? That shameless change of posture, not showing even the slightest sense of shame, made even me admire.
Well, there would have been no other means from the upper house owner’s point of view. Let alone combat, fighting a mercenary with that body that seems like it hasn’t even had a proper workout is a comedy. In the end, we’ll have to borrow our strength somehow.
But it hurts your pride a little that you borrowed your strength from the other side instead of us? Well, it’s only natural that heavily armed mercenaries look more frightening than a small kid.
Anyway, it’s time to teach him a lesson from the old martial arts. In Moorim, the most careful are children and the elderly. Oh, and of course to the mercenaries over there.
[It’s scary over there, isn’t this side scary?]
“Hey! That, that’s not it…”
[Well, just watch.]
As Cream lightly stepped out of the carriage, the whispers grew louder on the other side as well.
“Kid? A little fellow like that is a slave trader?”
“But that chi is to the extent of acting as a coachman… He doesn’t seem like an ordinary person.”
These are real. They were just wary of the identity and status of the person they served, and they hadn’t thought that the kid they ignored would beat them down.
No, it’s natural when you think about it rationally, but it still pisses me off. Cream pulled the holy sword out of the scabbard with a flamboyant gesture as if to show off. A radiance that brightens the whole area.
It was the light of a holy sword that was no different from the symbol of a hero. Yes, if this is…
“What kind of weapon is that? It looks quite expensive, but it must be a high-ranking position.”
“Captain. Isn’t that the holy sword? I think I saw it in a book the other day, but something like Abos and all.”
“Puhahahahaha! You are pretty naive too. Do you really believe in such fairy tales?”
No, it is said that the status of a hero is inferior in an empire compared to a kingdom, but isn’t this a bit harsh. I slowly felt the limits of my patience.
Yes, it was wrong for me to try to do something with my words that was not like me. There is nothing that brings more clear results than actions. I said in a booming voice.
[Stay still… I’ll wipe them all out.]
[How are you? Just leave it to me and the hero…]
[What is it? Didn’t you hate the blood of innocent people?]
[I don’t know much about the Empire, but at least I know that there are really no ‘innocents’ among veteran mercenaries.]
While the Holy Sword spoke in a calm voice, the mercenaries continued their trivial conversation.
“Good luck! If I sell it on the black market, I think I can make a pretty good deal of it.”
[And even if they are evil, the punishment of being captured by you and suffering forever is too much…]
Well, even those who looked like righteous avengers in the end are mercenaries after all. No, in fact, the word righteous revenge itself is like that. Revenge can be rationalized, but it cannot be justified.
Rationally, it was the right choice for me. Of course they raided us for revenge, but who wouldn’t refuse if they could benefit from it?
It’s like stepping on the Serpent’s head while crossing the stepping stones. Looking forward to the upcoming harvest, the mercenaries approached with a smile.
“But don’t worry. There are no ill feelings on that side, so I’ll let you go so you don’t get sick.”
Keep your heart warm. Of course, I’ll hurt you very much, and I won’t let you go in peace.
[Wait. But isn’t that your sword? What if the hero stays still…]
I didn’t answer the Holy Sword’s question. Well, I didn’t just eat the holy relics of evil spirits.
The moment when the top pole with despair on its face is forcibly pulled down by the approaching mercenaries, and their rough hands are about to attack us as well.
– ?’S Fist? (EX) activated.
The world flickered.
A normal person, no. A moment so short that even a trained warrior could not notice it. The sensation, as if the world had turned off and turned on again for an instant, remained only as a faint afterimage that could be dismissed as an illusion.
However, it wasn’t just the common people in this place. With absolute control and confidence over their own senses, there were also those who clearly recognized the sudden change.
[That’s, alternatively…]
[Simple tricks?]
It’s just unnecessarily grandiose, and the phenomenon I just caused wasn’t that great. I just manifested a little bit of the abyss of unconsciousness deep in my soul, right here.
In the world of images, the owner becomes a god. In other words, it was in line with the meaning that if the mental world manifested in reality, the owner would acquire omniscience and omnipotence as the god of reality.
Of course, in order to completely overlay one’s world of imagination on reality, one would need a divine level of power, so in the end, it’s a chicken or egg first level pun.
How about some? If very little
“Captain, there is something in the atmosphere…”
“Damn it! Don’t mind!”
Just as the living naturally feel chills when a large amount of souls are concentrated, the mercenaries felt an ominous presence and hesitated. But they were too foolish to foresee the impending doom.
“Captain!”
“Never mind!”
However, just as small animals become sensitive in the face of disaster, the mercenary captain, who had been laughing a little while ago, suddenly shouted loudly and looked back at his men. His subordinate’s face was pale.
“That’s not it… Captain, etc.!”
“What?”
By enforcing a part of the abyss of the unconscious into reality, what I gain is neither god-like omnipotence nor the right to edit reality. Truly an insignificant force.
Until now, it was only possible to pull out the specter from a little farther away, which was only possible with a sword. Um, yes for example.
“Quaaagh!”
Inside the body of an unfortunate victim.
As the loyal subordinate said, a human spear sprouted from the mercenary commander’s back. It was strong enough to engrave the image of a screaming human on the skin beyond the skin. The involuntarily swollen muscles swelled up and then exploded with a tearing scream.
The freshly formed wound spurts out rotten blood and pus in all directions as if it had been rotten for a long time, and when it becomes black and black between them, the figure squeezes through the red-stained gap and sticks its head out.
I lost all my emotions and memories from my previous life, and burst into tears for the first time befitting this cursed world where I was reborn through death.
[Lobby Eiin! Please accept my love!]
Holding on to the smallest of the fragments of broken and scattered memories, he blurts out the meanings of countless words he had uttered in his lifetime, now without even remembering them. The mercenaries staggered in the literal curse wave.
The shadow of the abyss has already covered this area. Specters were being conceived from the bodies of everyone except those who were protected by extreme divinity.
[We sell fresh vegetables~ Fresh vegetables~]
[I fell victim to the mage’s play again.]
[Jariet, where is Lance? It’s not fun, so I’ll stop now…]
The spirits tore the bodies of the living and poured out, uttering arbitrary words that did not fit the situation or context. The group of mercenaries, numbering no more than ten at most, turned into a breeding ground for pouring out the dead in that short moment.
No matter how skilled the mercenaries were in combat, there was no way they could withstand the pain of tearing raw flesh from the inside. They were bleeding and unable to control themselves. Except for one person.
Still, is the head different? Even though more ghosts than others were eating his flesh, the mercenary captain stood up with his sword in his hand and burning eyes.
“Witch…!”
The angry man spat out like chewing. It was a very unfortunate misunderstanding. Although I’ve dealt with darkness and wraiths a bit, does that even deserve witchcraft?
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You can gain strength by killing some people. The prevalence of racial discrimination in this world must be eliminated as soon as possible. Besides, Cream just stood still and didn’t do anything.
“For some reason, I thought recently that slave traders have become more active and the number of people missing has increased, but it was all your fault! These heinous bastards…”
[No, this is the first time I’ve heard of that.]
It is an era of chaos with the energy of darkness boiling and the demon king’s dismay imminent. It seems that various things are happening not only in the kingdom but also in the empire. Hmmm, that story might be worth hearing.
While I still prefer to set the specters free, my control over them has also increased considerably. I immediately stopped the slaughter festivities of the ghosts.
“Keahhh…”
Unfortunately, it was already too late when I found the ‘value’ in him.
Among the mercenaries, the first thing to be haunted was poison. Most of his internal organs had already been eaten by the ghost, and the reason why the mercenary commander was able to speak so clearly was not because of his superhuman endurance, but because the ghost took over his body and lost his senses.
Let’s stop the activities of the ghosts in that state. Well, the biological activities maintained by the ghosts are also cut off. This is my mistake
The other mercenaries also seemed to be out of breath at any moment. Well, there are things that can’t be saved if you use the power of cream, but it’s annoying to do that.
“I will curse you…”
Will I be satisfied with just applying my new powers in practice? It’s a human soul. As long as this is the Empire, you’ll be full from now on.
It was then that Muffin, who had been quietly looking at the sheep I was doing, spoke up when I was about to put an end to their pitiful life with my last mercy.
[By the way.]
[Huh?]
[Isn’t that merchant still needed? Is it okay if I let it die?]
What are you talking about… Turning my gaze to Muffin’s words, I immediately became the flagship. That’s right, there were other guys besides cream and chocolate here!
Mercenaries are the enemy anyway, and Cream and Choco are tightly armed with God’s protection, so my specter can’t penetrate them. There was one person who was not protected by either side.
Though it’s a shame that he stabbed him in the back, he still needs to be saved because he’s useless. The upper part was being eaten by the specter and was struggling.
“Growling… Buy… Try…”
Oh, it would be a disaster if that died like this. If the guarantor dies, the guarantee is also void. And until we have a new status in the Empire, we are still just ‘outsiders’.
The fortunate thing is that the ghost is still alive after eating so much because there is a lot of flesh in the original body? I hurriedly instructed Cream.
[Hey, hey. I can’t. Save him!]
I think Cream sighed, but it must be because of his mood. Soon, the light began to gather in the hand she raised.