Omniscient First-Person’s Viewpoint chapter 133

A thin voice came from the returner who barely got up.

“me too… don’t kill… I tried not to. Maybe there’s another way… I did it.”

No matter how you look at it, it’s full of shit. He was a returner who could no longer fight.

tuk, tuk. The flowing blood returns. It was reverted by hematopoiesis. At the same time, the wind engulfed his body, wiping away the dust. For a moment, her body seemed to have been cleansed.

Of course, that’s just the exterior, and the inside of the body that was hit directly by the Earth Dragon has accumulated a lot of damage. It would be difficult to stand on both feet.

The regressor had the ability to turn pain and despair into resentment.

“I… just. I wanted to do well. Because only I can do it. If I don’t change, nothing will change… . If your intentions are good, if you really work hard. I thought everything would be fine.”

Early in the regression, when things seemed to be getting better than before.

The returner believed.

If a problem arises, it will appear anywhere, resolve all conflicts, and create a peaceful and beautiful daily life.

If you repeat it over and over again, it will gradually get better.

I used to believe so.

But.

“By the way, why! Why why! Why darling!”

unchanging future. an immovable mind. A firm belief and stubbornness or stubbornness.

Corrupt groups, evil individuals, and few good ones among them are the first to die in the face of crisis.

The people who believed they would help each have a different plan, and the regressor just plays with a clown in the midst of it.

Those who truly help, shake their heads in the next round, disregarding their promise.

“Why is no one helping?!”

The regressor, full of anger, raised his head. A rainbow of seven colors flickered in her eyes.

Eyes looking at the temperature.

Juan looking down.

Seeing the invisible.

penetrating green eyes.

Cheongan sees depth.

The far south.

Seeing power.

The seven-colored eye that will shake the world even if only one of the seven appears. Those seven lights twinkle at the same time.

It is not mixed, nor does it appear alternately. The seven lights existed separately and flickered at the same time.

A ray of light appeared in the eyes of the regressor, twinkling like stars in the night sky. Are the tears flowing towards the end, or is it a flash of light?

Seven-color full-eye open eye.

Front wheel Cheonan.

The power that can only be achieved by the gathering of the seven magic eyes is beyond reason.

“If you want to die like that, die once! Whether I can save you or not, I’ll think about it after that!”

The seven magic eyes that see the invisible, what the front wheel Cheonan sees is a possibility.

An eye that judges one’s own potential, once called a fate plan.

The ambiguity and uncertainty, and those who were obsessed with fate and destroyed, gradually turned away and then torn a torn eye. It was different for returnees.

Because the regressor already has the fruit of possibility as many as her regression.

see yourself

Shayra brings human potential.

It is not a prophecy, and it is not a foreknowledge.

In the past, the power gained from a certain round. Reading and observing his potential to achieve in that round, he recreates that power, even for a moment.

The price is life.

For a returnee, it is overflowing.

“Cheongeomgi, Dragon Oreum!”

A storm raged behind the returner. The energy that stretched out in all directions swirled violently. The returner, who spurted off the ground in such a moment, blew a huge slash that engulfed the wind.

“I think I ran again. Are you incapable of learning? .”

He grabs it with the space jinn, and bites it with the earth dragon. Jiseon clenched her fists and twisted them.

snuggle up. The earth dragon’s body, made of concrete, twisted with an ominous sound like a pillar carrying too much.

“aah!”

“Earth Dragon.”

A spring is not just a metal. Concrete can also be a spring if it doesn’t break.

The earth dragon, which moves by the power of the branch wire, has the qualifications.

The dragon of the rising earth burst forth and appeared in front of the returner in an instant.

At the same time, it was cut in half exactly.

The point at which one diverges into two. The returner split the earth dragon vertically and approached it. The returner, who was wrapped in the storm, swung his cheongeng towards Jiseon, who was still defenseless.

If it was swung from the ground, even the clouds in the distance seemed to split apart.

🤩

Jiseon’s body was severely cut.

Blood was oozing from the wound that couldn’t be closed. It was a fatal wound from the shoulder to the opposite waist.

However, the returner was not vigilant despite the blow, and straight away took a defensive stance and clenched his teeth.

Jiseon’s kick exploded above it. The returner’s body flew like a ball.

immediately after.

drop. Jiseon’s right earring broke. The scars resembled those on Jiseon’s body. At the same time as the broken earring fell to the ground, the wound on the branch line was closed as if stitched together.

“An early funeral… ! annoying! Why are you still alive even when you are about to die!”

The returner was nervous.

No recovery, no recovery. I just put off the wound for a while. Making a voodoo doll out of clay to remove the shock for a while and ‘acting’ a healthy body, a technique to fight more, a funeral that was held in advance.

That’s right, it would be unfair to resurrect with that one while fighting for a while.

Of course, Jiseon’s absurd feelings were bigger.

“… I’m afraid. Prophecy cannot change reality, and if you do not learn it, you cannot improve your skills. But, a while ago, it seems that the skill itself has changed… .”

The moment he was kicked, he jumped forward and scored a run. At the same time, I stretched my arms in advance and put my legs on it to reduce the impact. Its natural movement and flow of qigong were different from before.

Qigong and physical abilities are all overwhelming compared to before. Jiseon felt it.

“but. As if wearing a one-size-fits-all garment, the chaotic energy leaked through the cracks. I don’t know what it is, but the power I borrowed won’t last long.”

“Borrow it! It’s basically my skill! Even if it’s just three more years without this, you’ll win… Without Jizan!”

The rapidly consumed energy holds the body heavy. Even so, the returner was still burning with resentment and shouting.

“Surrender! Because this is the last time I speak-!”

“I want to ask you a question. You look dangerous, do you want to fight more?”

“It’s funny! If it wasn’t for a pre-arranged funeral, he’d already died once!”

“Other than two more kills.”

slinky. The earthen doll in Jiseon’s left ear shook. it’s an extra life

And the rest of her life is her own.

They looked at each other briefly, and confirmed each other’s will.

The regressor raised his sword again, and Ji-sun wrapped the concrete around his body. This has become an over-time fight. Can the regressor defeat Jiseon before the time runs out, that’s the difference between victory and defeat.

The regressor, who looked up at the branch line with such sparkling eyes, suddenly saw a moving human figure from the top of the mountain of corpses beyond.

I was so embarrassed that I almost fell.

The returner widened his eyes.

‘That’s… What are you doing over there?!’

When the undead swung a fist and pierced one of the corpses’ stomachs, the corpse did not fall, but looked blankly at the undead’s right arm as it slashed through it.

A hoarse voice came from the mouth of the corpse that had been pierced through its stomach.

it is soil

soil?

Another corpse responded to the corpse’s voice. The murmur ran through the corpse and the corpse, and then all the corpses all started muttering a word of ‘earth’ at once.

Immediately afterward, their heads creaked. Eyes returned. And he started running madly towards the undead.

“What! Callis, stay away!”

Before being swallowed up by the waves of corpses, the immortal grabbed Callis and threw it away. Kalis, who was thrown out of nowhere, took a fall and rolled over.

After that, the Undead was swept away by waves of corpses.

“Lash!”

Callis’ screams were buried beneath the murmur of the corpses.

Bury it, bury it

have to pay tribute

Crazy slurping. A call with only a mission left. The corpses dressed in puffy clothes rushed like thirsty beasts.

Callis asked about this. It has already exceeded the number she can solve. Blaming her helplessness, Khalis knelt before Tyr.

“Shijo! please! Please save Rash!”

“… I get it. Wait a minute.”

At that moment, Tyr was in the middle of floating drops of blood in the air. The roar of the undead could be heard from among the corpses.

“Wait a minute! Something is strange!”

Dead bodies teeming like ants. If it were an ordinary person, it would have already been torn to pieces, but the voice of the undead was still intact.

“They are less hostile than you think! Maybe they’re not trying to attack us… !”

And the body of the undead rose from among the corpses. The corpses carried the undead over their heads, like a coffin, and walked to the mountain of corpses.

The Undead cried over the corpses.

“hahaha! You must have become a king!”

Then, with a bang, the drop of blood that Tyr had deflected swept the underside of the immortal in one stroke. An attack that is closer to the face than the line. The corpses shattered, and the unsupported immortals thumped beneath them.

Tyr murmured as the undead was rubbing his ass.

“There is no reason to leave it that way. In any case, the ghost is just an echo of the final cry of those who are about to die. Getting rid of it in advance is rather merciful. Isn’t it, huh… .”

‘ said Tyr as he turned his head.

A corpse with my cloak was standing where I was.

Tyr tilted his head, realized the situation late and was stunned, and then was astonished.

“phew?!”

When Tyr, surprised, looked around and looked for me, who had disappeared.

At that time, I was climbing the mountain of corpses while riding on top of the ghostly corpses.