Living in a World That Is Destined for Destruction chapter 146

＜ Episode 146 ＞

John calmed down when he saw the man who appeared without any signs, as if it was only natural for him to do so.

Fioren also stopped him, but he judged that the condition of the opponent he had seen was not dangerous.

Appearances are meaningless to superhumans, but at first they looked like middle-aged people.

The shaggy hair pulled back casually looked messy at first, but on the other hand, it looks so natural.

He looked curvy because he had his solid body erect, and the atmosphere emanating from his whole body seemed to say that he was absolutely not ordinary, and there was one thing that made him look unusual.

Eye.

The man’s eyes had no dark spots, and the pupils that remained dim were not focused.

blind.

The man was blind, and it didn’t seem like a superhuman would have a handicap, but a handicap was a handicap.

Beyond the microscopic world, John’s gaze, which began to peek at the other side of the world, realized at once that the man’s abilities were not specialized for combat.

‘Although he is a superman, he must lack practical combat skills. Covering the inside of the building with images and reinforcing it with Fioren’s barrier is the least self-defense.’

Conversely, a person whose fighting ability is not so outstanding has reached the level of a superman.

If so, it is obvious that he does not have to confirm the outstanding ability he has.

John could understand why he was confident that Fioren would not disappoint.

“It was sensitive. apologize.”

The man laughed at the sound that came out of John’s mouth.

“Extreme but fun. Not superhuman.”

John nodded his head inwardly as he looked at the man who had eyes that did not allow even a single light to enter, but who was looking precisely at where John was with unfocused eyes.

‘I asked to introduce someone with good eyes. The one introduced is a blind man, but a superman. You came right.’

Fioren, whether aware of John’s thoughts or not, took a step forward with a bright smile.

“It’s been a while, Hawk. How are you?”

“I am always the same. You seem to be doing well.”

The smile on Fioren’s face grew even thicker at the voice full of meaning.

“Heh heh. right.”

Fioren, who had been cursed with overlapping curses and had most of her powers sealed, and hid herself, hiding herself.

Not only did Fioren find himself, but he also reached the rank of superhuman, so simply saying that he was doing well was not enough.

“Follow me. I owe you I can pay off old debts.”

John and Fioren followed Hawk, who turned around.

***

The room located at the innermost part of the building was a space with only a large table and chairs.

There were no decorations, so it looked desolate, but as soon as John entered the room, he knew that it was the center of the building.

‘Well.’

There was a concentration of power enough to cause tension on its own, and this room must be the source of the imagery that surrounds the entire building.

“ruler. What are you curious about?”

Hawk, who was sitting in the chair, leaned back and opened his mouth, and the action itself seemed all too familiar.

“Are you a fortune teller?”

Fioren and Hawk laughed at John’s voice that leaked out involuntarily.

“Not similar. But I don’t make predictions based on phenomena.”

Foresighters, most of whom are shamans, guess the future by looking at the phenomena they have chosen as symbols.

It could be a run of stars, a fossil of an animal, or even take the form of a card.

The general name for these people is fortune teller.

However, there are very few fortune-tellers who can be called true predictors, and most of the fortune-tellers you can find in the city are scammers.

These are people who tell plausible stories by predicting through big data or by grasping the behavior and psychology of customers, but there are many citizens who suffer from the foresight given by those with mediocre skills, and such citizens hire a fixer for revenge.

One of the things John did in the early days of entering Luna was fixing a crappy fortune teller.

It is common for true precognitive people to belong to a faction or to hide their bodies tightly like a hawk in front of them and not reveal them to the world.

“I was chosen by the Great Hawk Spirit.”

Hawk tapped his blind eye lightly and continued.

“I was able to use various powers, but the biggest power was these eyes.”

Now, only a few remain and are preserved in the depths of Luna, but originally raptors are creatures that freely roam the sky and see everything on the ground.

Hawk, who was chosen by the spirit of the falcon, obtained eyesight far beyond that of ordinary people.

“Anyway, my eyes are good enough. I didn’t really stand out.”

Even though she has acquired eyesight that surpasses that of humans, there are many skills in Luna that can deal with it.

His power as a shaman didn’t go anywhere, but since the power he used as his main force was this kind of thing, what Hawk could do was quite limited.

While the other shamans wow everyone around with their uncanny abilities, all Hawke can do is look away.

At this point, he might be resentful of Young for choosing him, but Hawke didn’t make that choice.

“I thought that if the Spirit had chosen me, there would be a reason, and if it gave me the power of the eye, not any other power, then it would have a meaning.”

Awakening as a shaman means sharing your life with the spirit that chose you.

Hawke silently sharpened his eyes, and time passed like that.

His overworked eyes lost their light, and the shaman, whose greatest ability was to see far, gradually became blind, so everyone around him laughed at him or sympathized with him.

“I lost my light, but I got another.”

Hawke’s eyes, which were unable to see things, were able to glimpse the other side of the world, and Hawke was convinced that his choice was not wrong.

The causal link between people began to be seen in his eyes, and simply by looking at him, he began to see what kind of life he had lived and what kind of life he would lead in the form of ‘vision’.

A power that is different from that of ordinary foresight.

Hawk, who had a deep determination to hone his abilities silently despite the ridicule of the world, immediately realized the danger of the abilities he had acquired, and sought someone who could help him with his abilities, and that was Fioren.

At that time, Fioren was a wizard who had a notorious reputation for staining the underworld with blood.

A deal was exchanged between the two, and Fioren mobilized all of his knowledge to provide a haven for Hawk.

Even though there was no work, the ability is the ability.

He possessed such wealth that it would be a pity to compare him with ordinary citizens of Luna, and he continued to sharpen his eyes in the hideout prepared in such a way that he ascended to the level of a superhuman.

“Well, then.”

A haze shimmered around Hawk’s body after he finished speaking, and John could see that Hawk’s image had deepened a little.

A type of command that adds to the depth of one’s power by explaining to others the process of obtaining one’s power.

John speculated that it would be a way to meet a new person named John Doe, talk about his past, add cause and effect, and increase his power.

“What are you curious about?”

The dim pupils in the unfocused white eyes emitted a soft light.

“gentile.”

John and Fioren’s faces hardened at a single word that seemed to have an infinitely heavy meaning.

***

A heavy silence fell in the room, and John hardened his face and Fioren looked at him with complicated eyes.

Only Hawk had a smile on his face, and time seemed to pass indefinitely.

“… that’s great. Information about me would have been treated as fairly highly classified.”

Information that John, though not a player, was also summoned from the outside.

The only ones who heard the information from Kaidel’s mouth were those in the nest, and Odin, Straydom, and Kaidel were not the people who would leak such information carelessly.

Since he noticed that level of work just by glancing at it, at least looking at it, he said that Hawk was above Kaidel.

“I had my suspicions, but were you a real player?”

At Fioren’s question, John shook his head.

“no. Not a player.”

Seeing the red lines rising from Fioren’s body, John opened his mouth.

“They said I was destroyed.”

“… it is destruction. The one the players are crying out for eradication.”

Fioren’s hardened face began to gain bloody momentum, Fioren’s fists were gently clenched, and a spell began to form in his head.

Fioren, who can never be said to be good, is close to evil, but he is also a resident of Luna.

Since there was a man with the ominous name of destruction in front of him, it was only natural that he should be excluded from friendship, and once a decision was made, Fioren was not a person who hesitated.

The moment when it seemed like a red barrier would arise and hack John’s body to pieces.

“You seem to disapprove of that.”

For some reason, Hawke’s relaxed words permeated Fioren’s ears, and Fioren could feel his sharpened heart dulling.

Direct combat ability is not comparable, but this place itself is Hawk’s image.

It’s a thoroughly prepared space like a magician’s estate, and Hawk has all the priority in this room, so it’s not that difficult to soften Fioren’s heart a little.

“······yes. I don’t like it.”

There’s no way he wouldn’t know that Fioren wanted to live for him, but John opened his mouth with an expression that didn’t matter.

“It’s a no-brainer to be forced into a role I don’t want. I was living a good life in my own way, but I was suddenly kidnapped and dropped into Luna. There has never been a time when life was not in danger at every moment.”

Little by little anger entered the calm voice, and the dark red flame that had been suppressed deep in the heart rose up.

“Now that I’m a little livable, I told you to burn Luna as destruction. by the way.”

The temperature in the room rose as the eerie aura spread through John’s body, and Fioren and Hawk shook their shoulders.

Anger and life that I have never even imagined.

Just by opening what is in your heart a little, you can see the danger of burning everything in the world.

“It’s not Luna that I want to burn.”

Eyes implied murder and madness, anger and hostility shot out intensely, and Hawk’s face hardened with the abyss-like energy in those eyes.

“The one who sent me here.”

The voice he spits out as if washing each letter is somber.

“Tell him.”

It was a space dominated by the image of Hawk, but the dark red flames pushed the image away and straightened its existence.

“Because I’ll make you pay.”

Destruction, which could set the world on fire, set its goal.

＜ Episode 146 ＞ End