I watched the images while sipping on the remaining white rosemary. Then, at the last moment, when he saw the last great magic he used just before he died, he muttered.
“Wow, that was really special. It’s arrogant.”
“iced coffee.”
“Isn’t the abyss hell? It was heaven. This land became an abyss and disappeared, and no one could find it. Thanks to him, I returned to my main job after a long time and buried 300,000.”
“Ahhh… .”
“But it must have been difficult to ignore all the resentment of the 300,000 prisoners. So, did you make it a memento with questions you couldn’t choose? That’s right.”
Jizan hasn’t been picked yet. It wasn’t a sword or a staff, it was just a black stick. The undetermined Jizan is the key to this image and the problem of this question.
However, I am a mind reader and an honor student who was also a senior in secondary school.
Reading the answer without solving the problem is a piece of cake.
“For a survey, the background is very grand.”
There was no right answer, though. After all, it is a survey that Daejongsa created with the gift of Jizan, the sword of the earth.
The question itself is very subjective, so if you don’t convince your image enough, Jizan won’t grant you power.
Well, it has nothing to do with me.
I read the intention and raised Jizan. A black, undecorated stick, not sure whether it was a sword or a staff.
A sword of the earth that possesses the power of earth art and, if wielded by humans, would be the most heinous weapon above all else.
“Ah ah ah ah ah.”
“Is it a stick or a sword? It’s a design I’m not familiar with.”
“Why, why… .”
Daejongsa sobbing as if his secret was discovered, no, it must be said to be the image of Daejongsa to be exact.
The image was in despair when he saw me tearing up the survey paper I had worked so hard to make, fiddling with gifts, and grasping the true meaning of this test.
“Even if this happened because of the cowardly prophets, wouldn’t it be a little over the line to test a living person for a question that he could not even give an answer to? Oh, it’s not that I’m cocky. You literally crossed the line between life and death.”
I still shrugged my shoulders at the image with my head down and sobbing.
Even the images left in the keepsakes are only echoes of the dead. You can’t answer my words.
I said while shaking Jizan.
“Since you have already left, you don’t need to say hello. I won’t go far to meet you, so goodbye.”
When I tried to change my consciousness like that.
“What is being tested is… . Were you a dwarf?”
“Oh, that’s a surprise! I almost fell off the liver!”
The image of Daejong-sa suddenly spoke to me.
These days, corpses really surprise people. Why are you waking up all of a sudden and talking to me? Is it possible that consciousness from 1300 years ago is still there?
“Is it because it’s the bottomless pit? It’s a corpse, a thought, and it’s strangely strange. It’s so well-preserved, and it’s clear enough to read your thoughts.”
I wiped my startled chest, opened my eyes, and stared at the cross that had pierced through the high priest’s stomach.
“Or is it because of that cross… .”
Its existence itself is the power of Seonghwangcheong, which is oblivious. Perhaps, like a delayed prophecy, it may have passed the time of 1300 years and conveyed a question to me.
I stared at the cross for a while, but nothing changed. I decided to turn my attention away from useless things, and focused on the Master Chief.
“Then should I treat you as a living person?”
When I am deeply troubled. The image of the great warlord who was screaming raised his head.
Snow as clear as a lake and a river flowing from it are fleeting. The expression of sadness and anguish that transcends time can be seen on the face.
Daejongsa’s image was weeping sadly and begging for me.
“The dwarf, after all, could not make a choice and procrastinated, and was eventually driven out. Not wanting to kill people with the hands of the villain, he ran away and eventually ended up killing himself. Soin is running away from there… I feel at ease, but I have always had regrets in my heart.”
“How many people in the world have regrets? If you went comfortably, that would be it.”
“still… is it coming? Was it okay for the little one to run away from sin?”
Hearing the cry of the Great Master’s death, I met those eyes and spoke to the faint thoughts I felt.
“How about running away? Running away from an unmanageable problem is one guaranteed way. I don’t hate those who try to run away. Rather, I like it.”
“Is that so… .”
“Except for those who seek refuge in death.”
The image shut her mouth. I knelt in front of the image of the great minister and made eye contact with her.
“Isn’t death a good escape? It seems like the most perfect indulgence, where no one can come to find out, who can’t investigate the fault, right?”
I can’t read the thoughts of the image. The wall beyond time can’t be overcome even with my mind reading. Damn, it’s like f*cking power.
Still, like any other ordinary person, I sang with a moderate empathy.
“yes that’s right. If there is no other world in the world, how can you come to investigate sin? You are comfortable.”
Even the abyss that actually exists has barely come to me through this trouble. What if I die without leaving a trace at all? It is the extreme limit of default.
“But please think about the reality. What the hell, when I tried to get the bond, they said I was in a place I couldn’t get to unless I died! What about the creditors? Who are you billing for what you haven’t received?”
In the image of the highest mountain, I pointed my hand down there. Unlike here, the regressor and the branch are fighting each other in the farthest and lowest land.
They exist, but are not seen in this image.
“So you followed me all the way to hell. To pick up your overdue debt.”
“iced coffee… .”
Daejong, who foresaw what would happen in the future, deeply lamented. I would rather not have any regrets and disappear, but if I wanted to solve those regrets, I left an image.
You should have expected this to happen.
Turn the questionnaire and hand it to her. Conversely, the Great Master, who has been tested, accepts it heavily. I looked down at the Daejongsa Temple and got up.
“Your choice is not over yet.”
The twinkling lights in the regressor’s eyes flickered helplessly. immediately after that.
“Great… !”
The front wheel has disappeared, and what remains is a strong sense of weakness. The collapsed concrete and corpses are piled up on top of the regressor, who has been weakened for a while. A small tomb was created to seal the returner.
The fight itself was the returner’s preponderance. The returner pushed Jiseon into the defense with a series of attacks.
However, the branch driven by the defense was stronger. In particular, it was great that there was a lot of concrete on the head that you could drag and use to your heart’s content. Rather, if the sky had been empty, the fight would have been more equal or superior.
However, when Jiseon was about to be in danger, he generously pulled the concrete of Tantalus and put it in.
It was a landslide of corpses.
No matter how much it was piled up like a mountain, the elements that make up it were not solid soil, but the bodies of dead soldiers. I can’t stand such a huge shock. The regressor located at the lower level was swept away by it and consumed energy to avoid it.
Then, in the end, he could not reach Jiseon and his energy was exhausted.
‘… Rather, if a mountain of corpses was blown away by a storm. If you broke Jiseon’s footing… !’
Why, did that thought come to mind now that it ran out of power?
But it’s always too late to regret. Now, the regressor could do nothing but groan in the feel of the unpleasant corpse.
No, there was one more.
The image of myself waking up in front of the remains of the great master. watching it
Upon returning to reality, I could feel the sweet scent of white chrysanthemum on the tip of my nose. The highest-priced poison that even funny the incense of blood from the mountain of the corpse paralyzed my senses for a moment and heightened my emotions.
Ah, good. this is alcohol
With a fresh breeze, I pulled out the jizan and shouted to leave the abyss.
“Everyone, stay still! From now on, I will handle this situation!”
stand tall. Everyone here, seeing my actions, opened their mouths and stopped moving. I am satisfied as if I became a king.
This overwhelming sense of omnipotence. Everyone is paying attention to me, and the pleasure of going back and forth between heaven and hell with every move I make.
As I lifted the jizan triumphantly, Jisun, who had buried the regressor beneath him, opened his eyes.
“how? Ordinary people can find the remains of King Daejong… ?”
“Why are you surprised by this? Isn’t it less surprising to climb a mountain and pick up a stick there than to change the color of your eyes?”
It’s no different than recovering the stick that the first climber had put in. Except for the fact that this is a corpse mountain with 300,000 corpses piled up, and that the top of the mountain is a relic of the great master dynasty, it is an ordinary hiker who will be everywhere.
But Ji-sun did not accept my argument.
“… Can’t it be? Mr Hughes. What the hell are you doing?”
“Hunting and gathering! It’s a historic act of picking up unowned things!”
swung the jizz It feels heavy, but it’s not as difficult to move as I thought.
great. This is enough to declare.
“Jizan is mine now. It means I can do whatever I want.”
“It’s too much of a joke.”
“I play pranks sometimes, but I don’t play pranks even at such an important moment! Time and place are different!”
It’s not funny. After voicing my complaints, I decided to show proof that this wasn’t a joke.
I raised a sword that had the qualifications equivalent to the earth and shouted.
“Now, all the burials who made this stage, thank you for your hard work.”
At those words, the corpses in puffy clothes looked at me all at once. Looking at the few left, I smiled warmly.
“The burials recorded in history. Those who died at the hands of the king. People who became ghosts with a sense of mission and just piled up corpses for 1300 years.”
When the Great Master disappeared with 300,000 corpses and the abyss appeared instead, she hid the body and ran away.
This is the massacre of the burial of the king known in history.
But they didn’t die. Somehow, they fell, and at some point reached the bottom of this abyss.
The one who greets the burials is the Daejong, who pays tribute to his dying life after being pierced by a ship.
Did I say that a place makes a person?
Those who always admired Daejongsa, and those who just pretended to be burials. After accepting his fate in the abyss, he paid tribute to the souls of 300,000 soldiers.
Before death, as a body, and after death as a spirit.
“All the duties you have fulfilled have been witnessed and experienced by me! But the middle one can’t shave my head, and the burial can’t bury his body! Instead of all of you who were unable to see off the living because of your qualifications, I, an ordinary human being, would like to honor your souls!”
As I exclaimed, I held up the relics of King Daejong. The corpse, where only the ghost remained, followed Jizan with his eyes.
I cried out loudly to all those who did not forget their mission even after death.
“I, who is still alive, found an old tomb along the way, and in accordance with the duty of the living, I take my turn, at least modestly. good work. Rest in peace, everyone.”
Just after holding Jizan with both hands and bowing deeply to greet them all.
The corpses fell all at once like a broken kite.
Even if it wasn’t me, other ordinary people would have found rest.
All they needed was a ceremony for them.
Since they buried 300,000 corpses one by one, they were burials following the will of Mother Mother, so they couldn’t close their eyes until someone was buried.
When I close their eyes and open my back again.
Jiseon stood in front of me. She looked at me with a slightly stiff smile.
“… Instead of Soin, I think he paid tribute to the spirits of Daejong and those who followed him.”
“Don’t say thank you. Because that is the duty of those who have this jizan.”
Jisun’s expression darkened at the answer he gave with a refreshing smile.