Omniscient First-Person’s Viewpoint chapter 137

Omniscient First-Person’s Viewpoint 137

Jiseon’s hands grab hold of the air in succession. I moved my fingertips slightly to avoid the hand trying to snatch Jizan.

‘Right, left, top.’

Then I’m left, right, down. Oh, of course, from the other side.

A hand grabbed the air in vain, or a jizzan bumped into his wrist, or he barely missed it. It was a losing streak in psychological warfare.

Oh, good. A fight that only I can win. This is real psychological warfare.

‘Then put your hand… !’

Jisun, who was defeated in a series of psychological battles, swung her arms wide and extended them towards my hand. Jizan’s transformation begins with my hand, and I’m about to take Jizan by grabbing my hand.

“Uh-huh. It’s a foul.”

Jizan is a sword with no recoil. I just swung it to the side, but Jiseon’s hand was pushed back at twice that speed.

There is only one way to catch Jizan. Grabbing the hand at the right time. If you are late or early, your hand will just bounce off. There is no option to accept by force.

That’s why Jiseon is struggling.

Clenching his fists, Jisun growled towards me.

“… The reason Soin suits this is because he doesn’t want to harm Hughes.”

“I know.”

“Listening to Jizan doesn’t make Hughes invincible. Why don’t you do this before you get hurt any more?”

That’s right. Now in Jiseon’s head, there are dozens of plans to turn me into minced meat.

For example, they slammed the concrete overhead one after another, exploded my footstool, or pulled me in with a space-like technique.

no. In the first place, if I just make up my mind and get close, I’m done.

Now, if you click your fingertips, Jizan moves quickly, so you’re avoiding it somehow. If you move faster than my hand when the distance gets closer, it’s my funeral from that day on.

I don’t know if it was a card in my hand, because it’s a steel staff, so I can’t keep up with the speed.

So, somehow, it must lead to psychological warfare with rules. I held out the jizan one after another and lifted the jizan.

“Oh, I will take it. Why can’t you take it? I’ve been hiding it, or you won’t give it to me if I die? Are you going to take it with you?”

“… that’s good ”

Jiseon, who had a fighting spirit, clenched both fists. Finally, it looks like he wants to use both hands!

‘Hands are deceitful. Shake your feet with qigong.’

And then raise your feet high. It will shake the footing and blow me away.

Because if I just let go of Jizan with that shock, I can take that test and lift it.

I am just an ordinary human being. none is special

Even if I am holding a jizan now, this jizan remembers me and does not grant power to others… . There is no such thing.

Jizan is a keepsake and a tool. I’m just an ordinary person to listen to.

So, never let go of the exam questions until you have written them down. After reading the intention, I pretended to avoid my hand and walked Jiseon’s leg with a jizan.

‘ね!’

No matter how much they say they are Buddhists, the earth itself has no way of holding a bridge. Instead of pushing forward, Jiseon stepped on the Jizan I wielded and ran.

It’s like sending a person blown away with the tip of a knife, but the weight feels like a mosquito sitting on the jizan. ok, is this jizan? I’m excited because I feel like I’m getting stronger.

“Yes. You won’t fall. Keep going, keep going. You are the builder. One who creates results from the crumbling wreckage. Caring for the dead and remembering them is not for you.”

Jiseon, who landed in the distance, looked at me with terrifying eyes. I muttered slowly as I faced Jiseon.

“What I tried to do to get rid of the abyss was for a cause. The taboo of not responding to the country’s call, justification for breaking it. You took a lot of money while working with the military, but you couldn’t get rid of the abyss, so you didn’t have enough justification to lead the Zimo Protestant Church, right?”

It would be perfect if there was only this jizan.

As long as there is a keepsake that is a token of the Great Master’s history and the power of the earth itself, the Great Mother Protestant Church will gather under the branch line.

“And I have to go to Seonghwangcheong to ask for my sins with my jizzan. Let’s get you a meal! You haven’t eaten a lot until now! Let’s share some pie! Perfect!”

The attempt itself is meaningful. It relieves the wrath of the faithful who have been accumulating, and becomes equal to Seonghwangcheong.

Jiseon slowly got up.

“… So, are you really going to interfere?”

“Do not disturb! Catch it!”

“then.”

The qigong that started from Jiseon’s body spread out in all directions. Boom, the ground shook with each step.

axis. A technique that stretches energy to the ground and rushes by pulling it in an instant. Jiseon, who rushed forward with agility rather than agility, straightened out his fist towards me.

Come on, if you block it with Jizan… .

‘If you block, you give up your fist. Even if it’s broken, I kick it instead.’

Eh.

‘Both directions that cannot be blocked by the length of Jizan. One of them will have to respond with his own body.’

Oh, I really hate it. Why do you keep trying to do psychological warfare with your body? So what about a weak mind reader like me?

This is savage, what is savage As I grumble inside

“Suck!”

Long silver hair and a dress fluttered in front of me. Tyr, who gave me a resentful glance for a brief moment, raised his arms and made fists with Jiseon.

Somehow I felt like it had to be, so I closed my eyes. It was an excellent choice.

bang.

There was a huge shockwave that shook all the dead bodies.

When he opened his eyes again, the earthy energy that filled Jiseon’s body and Tyr’s bright red blood were mixed and spread out in a circle. The earthy aura sank to the ground as it was, and the drops of blood returned to Tyr as if rewinding time.

The two women stared at each other with their fists close together. It was Jiseon who opened her mouth first.

“… Sijo. Didn’t you say you won’t attack?”

Tyr replied.

“Unless you are hostile first.”

“The dwarf has never expressed any hostility toward you.”

“The hostility towards him is towards me.”

Tyr said it as if it were a fact. Jiseon glanced at me and responded.

“… You must have been caught by a bad man.”

“… I can’t deny it. It is a sympathy.”

With those words, fists continued once more. Tyr did not escape. With both eyes full of blood, he followed Jiseon’s fist and struck him back.

A clash of pure power and power. And the shock wave that followed. Tyr’s body was pushed back slightly, but he soon regained his posture and leaned against Jiseon. It was a movement that did not protect vital points at all.

‘The battle itself is my superiority. Maybe he’s unfamiliar with close-quarters combat, so Sijo’s power is clumsy. But… disadvantageous.’

Jisun changed her plan by casting her gaze once on Tyr’s arm, once on her body, and once on her feet.

‘The loss is huge. Exchange does not work. No damage to opponent. There… .’

Below is a corpse mountain, above is a concrete site. Until now, this land has been a favorable terrain for the branch ship.

But that was only when the opponent was a regressor. If the opponent is Tyr, the mountain of corpses below is truly a battlefield for vampires.

Tyr’s hematology can only control blood near his body, but Jiseon doesn’t know that fact.

Even if they knew, this land was in Tyr’s advantage.

‘It would be quicker to shake it off.’

Jisun pretended to raise a fist, then bowed down and ran towards him. It’s a pankrachion. Tyr, who was stunned, immediately kicked even in the wrong position. It seemed to move regardless of the human skeleton and posture, and the kick soaring at a strange angle was as strong as a fist.

However, although the power was slightly different, it was within Jiseon’s calculations.

Pit and Jiseon’s skin is torn and blood flows. At the same time, Jisun grabbed Tyr’s stepping foot and the mass of corpses beneath it.

and then threw it over the top.

“Hey!”

There’s no way he’ll be able to withstand it when he blows it up to the ground.

hoo. Tyr’s appearance as he flew to the ceiling seemed to be falling backwards towards Tantalus. A thump, a heavy shock sound was heard.

Jiseon, who had blown Tyr away like that, strode towards me behind me.

“Where! Stop!”

at that time. A wave of fresh blood pounded her whole body from behind. Tyr, who flew away with the corpse, shot the blood in the corpse and aimed at the careless Jiseon’s back.

Kwagwagwang. Red fists fall like cannons on your shoulders, back, and legs. The energy emitted by hematology. A mountain of corpses exploded and a pit was dug.

Jiseon, who had been hit hard, groaned. Jiseon’s earring trembled, then broke and broke.

‘… You can’t face Jizan with the back empty! I need more time!’

Jiseon, who regained her energy for a while using the funeral that was held in advance, kicked her tongue and turned around. Then, as if opening a door in the air, he put his hands in it and opened it. At the same time, an ominous sound is heard from the tip of your finger.

Tantalus was opened.

shit. Tantalus, split in two, opened his mouth and swallowed Tyr. Tyr, who read Jiseon’s intentions, hurriedly waved his hands, but the speed of his land art was faster than that. In an instant, Tyr’s body disappeared into the depths of Tantalus and was nowhere to be seen.

rumbling. I couldn’t see it, but it was coming out from the inside, breaking through the concrete, but even Tyr was the first to swim underground, so I thought it would take some time.

Jiseon, who had temporarily neutralized Tyr, gasped and looked at me. Now there was no obstacle between her and me.

“Now there is no one to protect you.”

Is that so? I nodded my head, saying that was true.

“Right. Finally, I have to take the final test.”

“Aww!”

And just in time, from below, with a shout, the regressor came out through the pile of concrete. He had recovered after exhaustion once, so he wasn’t in a perfect state, but his eyes were just as harsh.

“Hold on, hold on!”

Jiseon’s heart became urgent as the enemy continued to increase. Jiseon approached me at a fast pace and said,

“Young man does not have time to meet your test. Give it to me.”

‘I may die now.’

Jiseon rushes to death with a force to kill. At that time, Lalion, whom Tyr had left as his last bulwark, stood in my way.

Suffering from Aji, suffering from butterflies, and then to Jiseon. Despite his dissatisfaction with this harsh bracket, Rallion rushed forward fearlessly.

While Jisun was briefly held by Lalion, I pulled Jizan back wide instead of running away.

“no. The exam is not yours.”

There is no test for Jiseon. Because she’s just moving forward on her own.

Now, the subject to take the test.

I turned my head and glanced at the corpse of the archbishop, who had been crucified and kneeling. Is it an illusion or is it real? Something shiny fell from the corpse on her knees.

“ruler. It’s time for the delayed exam, Daejongsa.”

The thoughts of the corpse cannot be read. I don’t know if those are tears or an optical illusion.

This Jizan will have to answer.

Jiseon smashed Rallion’s body. My eyes met through the cracks in the scattered blood. Just before I threw Jizan, Jiseon opened her eyes.

‘Are you going to throw it? now?’

answer.

‘Where?’

A branch and a returner, somewhere in between.

‘Suddenly, why?’

Yep, because of the delayed exam.

I grinned and threw Jizan away.

Round and round. A black stick resembling a staff or a sword flies through the air. Who could have predicted that such a small stick weighed the same weight as Mount Tai? When such a great object flew in the sky, it drew a trajectory that was no different from an ordinary cane.

‘Nice Pass… It’s too close for that! Throw it straight!’

The returner saw it and ran towards the landing point, and the branch line immediately slammed into the ground.

‘Even if you catch it, you have to take the test! You can’t use it right away! But, if you’re a land artisan, you don’t even have to take a test!’

No, tell me how many times.

Because it’s not your test.

-Hey, you should have been here… .

The cross trembles. The voice that echoed at the end seems to be speaking to me.

I answered without turning my head.

“okay. Choose. Is it easy this time? You just have to choose the one who will hold your power.”

-iced coffee… . In the end, even after death, he couldn’t escape.

“It wasn’t that I couldn’t run away. because you left If you didn’t want to leave a mark, you wouldn’t leave a legacy.”

– You are harsh. You are really harsh… .

The flying Jizan trembles. Below that, the regressor and the branch line are rushing in. The branch line running down is subtly closer.

If you don’t move like this, Jiseon will get your hands on it. We will fight endlessly for the revival of the Church of Jesus Christ. And it will eventually revive. Even if she herself will die in the process.

In contrast, the regressor.

-Hey, that girl saw the future. Did you say that you want to fight the king of evil?

“Whether you believe it or not, that is freedom. It’s an unpredictable, changeable future, as you’ve been told by the prophets.”

In the end, the choice that had been postponed came once again.

Would you leave it to the prophet who dreams of something better and ask?

Or would he go forward even if his whole body was covered in bright red blood?

-iced coffee. You are really harsh.

Daejong in the past made a choice, not a choice. After hesitating, he was killed by the prophet, and he lost his chance and fell into the abyss.

-Nevertheless… Even if this is a mistake in the future.

In the end, she could not bury the King’s soldiers. I just kept pushing.

The history of the world would have been different if she had a strong wick capable of burying 100,000 soldiers of the King of Defeat of her own will.

If that was the case, I wouldn’t have been heartbroken by the death of 300,000.

-I… death is sad I am afraid of the body. I terribly hate the predestination of ruin. A little flower in a tomb is better than a splendid palace built on blood-soaked soil.

tuk. Jizan, who was flying, twisted the trajectory.

Jiseon’s eyes and the returner’s eyes widened. This small but certain meaning is purely Jizan’s will. An irrational movement that cannot be explained other than that.

– Not for them… for my weak self.

In the end, Jizan chose the one.

was a returnee.

-I’m going to ask death. In the arms of Mother Goddess.

At the end of that will, the cross that penetrated Daejong’s ship began to crumble from the bottom.

The treasure of Seonghwangcheong, which fixed time, disappears. As if unraveling the tightly wound time, the sharp edge of the wedge of the cross quickly rusts and fades away before time.

I muttered as I felt the traces of her moving away.

“Good morning, Chori. The first earth magician and the last burial. And one human who never became a god. Your will went back to sin. Thanks to your choice now, you at that time have released your regrets and have taken back your sins.”

The choice that could not be made, as long as it was not solved then, was made today. You will now be able to sleep comfortably.

“You were not the death of 100,000 soldiers, but you were a good burial who comforted the souls of 300,000 prisoners of war. May you rest in peace in Mother’s arms.”

-thank you… .

Daejong’s consciousness, which had gradually faded like that, was submerged beyond the horizon.

The unfinished story was completed over time.

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