Omniscient First-Person’s Viewpoint chapter 390

Lightning didn’t fall from the sky – 10

At one point during a fierce battle with Shay, Tirkanjaka, the founder, felt uncomfortable.

It’s not because of Shay in front of me. It was a jarring sensation, like a needle tapping her skin. With a high probability, in this case, someone nearby has come into contact with God. The saints, or their servants, the Holy Swords.

Tyrkanjaka stopped attacking and turned to one side. I didn’t notice the flying stones and was crushed by one hit, but I stared at the inside of the cloud waterfall as if nothing was wrong with the shock.

“… This.”

“Concentrate!”

When the opponent who was fighting in the middle of the fight suddenly stopped paying attention, the hot-headed regressor ran wild and shouted. However, Tirkanjaka has turned his attention to Shay.

“Even in a fight, there is an order. Back off I have a place to go first.”

“You’re going to start a fight on your own, and now you’re going to step out? Are you going to run away?”

“Think whatever you want.”

Shay must have a relationship with Seonghwangcheong. She might be a saint, as Hilde said, or at least a holy sword. Rationally, she is the correct answer.

But she is a fact she can turn away from. So far, Shay hadn’t used her divine powers, and she hadn’t seen the future. If she had shown anything like that, Tir Khan Jhaka, the founder, would have noticed right away and attacked. In other words, she may not attack if she doesn’t show up.

Unlike Shay, who depends on Tyr’s mood, the unpleasant sensations I’m feeling right now are real. The smell of the disgusting saintess spreads thickly. Tir Khan Jhaka turned her away as if she wasn’t interested in Shay anymore.

“If you want, I can hang out with you after work. But now….”

A far-sighted gaze that seems to look down on everyone sees through the Sijo. This discomfort. It was as if she had understood her anger, her wounds, and even her anguish, and her gaze determined that fate was no.

I can’t even misunderstand now. She is this she is a saint. Sijo’s residence.

The angry Sijo sharpened its blade. If anything approached the founder carelessly, it would disappear as a handful of blood. In the first place, there can be no big human being who tries to approach the angry founder.

“This servant, I have come here according to your calling.”

But what if it is God’s will?

A gust of wind blew, and her fist pierced Tir Khan Jhaka’s face.

Tyrkanjaka’s body flies like a ball. It took nearly 10 seconds for her floating body to touch the ground, during which time she had moved over several tens of meters. Tir Khan Jhaka, who was rolling and scratching the ground, stopped only when she bumped into the outer wall of Claudia.

Eliminate the progenitor, the fear of mankind. It is her bandaged little fist that accomplishes that colossal feat. Shay muttered when he recognized the identity.

“Perel?”

The Saint of Steel, Ferel. She looked at Shay as she pulled her hood down and gave her a small nod.

“He who opposes the great enemy. Is this, too, the guidance of fate?”

“What? Why are you here?”

“You don’t have to ask why. The fact that this maid is here means that this maid needs work. It will be revealed naturally where it is used.”

Shay knows Fer-El. While she went through several regressions, she encountered only saints countless times. Although she has never interacted with the steel saint, a human called Per-El, on a human level. More than that, she became acquainted with Fer-El.

Shay stopped inquiring further. Because she knows who Fer-El is and what kind of existence he is.

“A servant of a heavenly god dares to appear before me!”

So even when Tyrkanjaka, who appeared driving the darkness, attacked Ferel, rather than the girl who had to bear the wrath of the founder… She was worried about her Tyr Khanjaka attacking her.

“If dying is your wish, I will make your wish come true!”

Tyrkanjaka’s claws, capable of tearing apart even steel, hit Ferell. Even if it was the progenitor before he got the heart, he would have been powerful enough, but now that he got the heart, its power is incomparable to before.

But only one. Only for the steel saint…. Rather, it was much more effective before getting the heart.

Ferel was still. She did not try to dodge or block Tir Khan Jhaka’s blow. With her eyes straight, she watched her nails fly towards her.

Before long, the human body was crushed. Tyrkanjaka’s arm broke without being able to overcome its own strength. Standing unscathed in her splattered blood, the Saint of Steel muttered as she clenched her bandaged fist tightly.

“This maid is not yet dead. That future never came.”

The future that the steel saint sees is a little different from other saints. If her saintess orchestrates her destiny by observing all things in her world, Fer El observes her own future. She knows where her body will be and what she will be doing.

Poor and weak creatures cannot act even if they receive a revelation. Because that belief may lead to her death, she doubts and doubts and eventually abandons her beliefs.

But Fer El, who was blessed by her first saint, is different.

Everything you see, believe, and do is the will of God.

Her already-determined future protects her.

The Saint of Steel stretched out her fist again.

The future observed by the steel saint will come true regardless of any obstacles. Regardless of whether there is Sijo or Taesan in that place.

Her fist treated Tyr Khanjaka as if it were nothing. Her saintly fist pierces the space. She dared to push away the things that occupied the space that her saintess had to advance, catching up with the future where her present was determined.

Tyrkanjaka’s arm is broken. Her body, which could not withstand the power of Ferel and her own, collided with him, was shattered and scattered. The impact shook Tyrkanjaka’s body and sent it flying far away again.

Defeating the progenitor twice would be a feat that would be astonishing if other humans saw it, but it was common sense to Ferel.

“If it’s a clunky fighting style, this bodyguard will never be defeated. Founder, I don’t know what changes have happened to you, but if you sent this servant here, he is also India.”

Indomitable because nothing can stop it.

Invincible because there is no one to oppose.

She who realizes her god’s will in the world is the strongest of the Seonghwangcheong.

… But.

“Are you all that hard?”

The shattered body rewinds time. The blood forms a shape, and the scattered pieces of meat find their place again. From her right arm to her chest, it returned to its original state as if it had disappeared without being able to extract a bone.

Don’t die. A vampire’s immortality is not steadfastness, but regeneration. Even if it is broken for a while, it will come back to its original state.

In order to defeat the vampires, some historically learned sorcery must be used, but most of them do not work on the ancestors.

Darkness swells from Shijo. It is darkness to cover the eyes of the heavenly gods. Although it has no effect on Ferel, who contemplates himself, it is still an annoying power. Ferel looked at the founder with dry eyes.

“No matter what you do, you can’t harm this maid…. It will take me all day to realize that.”

“A day?! You don’t have enough patience. I can do it even for ten years!”

Tyrkanjaka, who shouted with sincerity without bragging, swallowed Ferell with darkness. The confrontation between the two disappeared to a place no one could see.

[Sijo, she is banal and boring. She couldn’t stand the thousand years and she made herself a phenomenon.]

Cursing a vampire out of the blue is a daily routine for those who believe in God even a little bit. Hilde nodded her head and partially agreed.

“You can’t help it because Yonsei is Yonsei.”

[It moves the way you want with the slightest touch. I want to escape from fate, but I play with my destiny.]

“Ehh. Is it so. Every time it’s important, it doesn’t help. Is it bullsh*t again? I knew it would be ‘me’. Any support?”

[Of course, there will be no support from you.]

Thunder Hui Zhu snapped her fingers. Lightning and thunder flashed. In the blinding fog, those who recognized the signal quickly ran.

“Lord of Thunder.”

Too much time has passed. To the extent that the city in chaos gathers troops and visits the Lord of Thunder.

The Guardians of Thunder no longer dismissed this as an ordinary accident. After gathering troops with battle in mind, they sought their commanders.

An armed force directly under Claudia that protects the peace of the city. Seeing the signal of thunderstorm, they walked away.

The Lord of Urea spoke to them.

[Is the evacuation over?]

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“Yes. Trainees lead citizens. Most of the Guardians are gathering here…. Are you familiar?”

In response to the Guardians’ question, the Lord of Thunder nodded in affirmation.

[Yes. Do your duty.]

“If you do, I will prepare for battle.”

The thunder guardians who had been ordered unleashed thunderbolts in unison.

Although each one of them falls short of the Lord of Thunder, they handle the power of thunder similarly. Lightning flashed from his arm or the weapon he was holding.

Among them, one of the Guardians held a long spear above his head. Pajit, and a small bolt of lightning rises above my head. The little signal he sent awakened the great tools that were working to keep the city functioning.

Ureawheel. The thunderbolt waterwheel that moved the city turned into a tool to defeat the enemy.

Bang, bang, bang. Huge iron stakes fell from the sky. A bolt of lightning rides through an iron stake dug deep into the wet ground.

The power of the entire city has gathered in one place. I feel a difference in power that I can’t overturn as an individual. Hilde blew a whistle at the thrilling sensation that came from beneath her feet.

“Phew~. In order to monopolize this tremendous power, we will murder and destroy ‘us’, isn’t it?”

[You’re tired from being stained with sin. This isn’t strength, it’s a curse. Even curses seem like power to apostates.]

“You look healthy for being cursed~?”

[That’s thanks to God’s protection.]

Wrapped in thunderbolts brought from all over the city, Thunderstorm now looked more like an angel than a human. The outstretched wings are over 10m long, and if you include the small thunderbolts, you can’t see them all at a glance. The lightning bolts around her body were so powerful that she couldn’t even put her feet on the ground anymore.

This is the maximum power that a human named Uraeju can exert. Even Hilde could not defeat the power that fate blessed her. Hilde twirled the two holy swords and said.

“Is it okay if I come? Is Jannok Hoeju here?”

Thunderstorm’s eyes briefly turned to Peru. The owner of the golden bell hides himself with a pale face with a wall made of steel by the thunder god.

Even without the Golden Bell, Peru’s power is terrifying just by its existence. Even Woorehoeju, who knows the secrets of the nations, knows even better.

The power of Jannok… Even humans can crumble. Living organisms at least resist the power of Jannok, but even that is meaningless to the people of the nations who have alchemy substances in their bodies. If Peru puts its mind to it, it can kill all Thunder Guardians in an instant. It can be made into crumbs that don’t even leave a corpse, and it can blaspheme even its life and soul.

Peru had to be on the side of the nations. However, making a different choice is inevitable.

[If the belief in her value she said was true, she wouldn’t use that ability on humans. It would be an act of destroying value.]

Instead, Wu Lehui Zhu calmly ordered an advance.

[Go. Jannokhoeju, don’t attack ‘possibly’.]

Clap. Clap. Thunderstorm in front of her, and her military forces in the back, approaching with a breath of life. Although Peru has built a wall in its own way, it is bound to fall someday.

“Ha ha. I can’t help it. I must fight a lone battle.”

While saying that, Hilde threw the holy sword abruptly. Her dagger flies like the teeth of a comb and aims for Thunder Hoeju’s head. However, Wu Lei Hui-ju lightly avoided her holy sword by simply tilting her head back. I see through only the afterimage of her thunderbolt.

It can be deflected, but there is no reason to hit her with her holy sword, since she doesn’t know what abilities she has. Thunderstorm murmured as he glanced sideways at the holy sword that passed by and disappeared.

[Today, I will put an end here.]

“Hmm~. Fighting cowardly as a gang….”

Hilde glanced at Peru. She doesn’t know if Peru is willing to destroy even her humans, but she has no will to do so.

It didn’t matter. In the first place, Hilde had in mind not Peru.

“You don’t have to feel remorse! You thought only ‘we’ fought cowardly!”

[Us?]

“I didn’t just play around!”

The thunderous footsteps of the Thunder Guardians are hidden. Something much more frightening and sinister is approaching from afar. Not Claudia, but vice versa. Through the cascade of clouds.

Beyond the Mist Mountains lives a vampire.

Today, humans will have to remind themselves of that fact.