What the hell is this?
If there is one thing missing from the existing demonic eyes of truth, it is the range.
There is no problem when observing one object or a limited range.
However, when there are multiple objects to be observed or the range is increased, the flow of energy may appear blurry, as if a video with low resolution was played, or, in severe cases, it may be seen as just a glowing mass.
It was for this reason that he did not use the Mystic Eye of Truth well in battle.
There is no problem when dealing with one person like the [Maknae of Jincheonmu Family] quest, but when dealing with many people, it was not helpful, but rather hindered.
But now it was different.
‘Everything is visible.’
The energy flow of dozens or hundreds of people is clearly visible.
Yooseong instinctively realized
The Mystic Eye of Truth used so far could be said to be a power saving mode that uses only minimal energy.
It can be activated with minimal energy, but the performance that can be displayed is inevitably low.
However, now, because of the increase in power, spiritual power, it is no longer in power saving mode, but in normal mode, and the performance naturally increases accordingly.
“Yoo, Yoosung? Are you okay? Aren’t you sick?”
“It’s okay, calm down.”
Yooseong, who adjusted his sight by controlling the spiritual power going to his eyes, stood up with his eyes narrowed.
It’s still bright, but not so much that I couldn’t open my eyes like before.
“… … Wow.”
Yooseong inadvertently burst into admiration at the sight in front of him.
It seems that the Milky Way in the night sky has been moved to the ground.
Each person emitted a different light, and the shape was also different.
Someone’s energy was circulating throughout the body according to a certain rule, someone’s energy was concentrated in the heart, and someone’s energy was rooted around the head.
In the past, only energy with a certain degree of cohesion could be seen, but now a small amount of energy can be seen as a matter of course.
Perhaps, depending on the control of your spiritual power, you will be able to see even subtler energies than you do now.
‘I wondered how the original Aris became strong enough to destroy a country in a few years… … .’
I knew that the demonic eye of truth was amazing, but I didn’t know it would be to this extent.
Yooseong, who tried to release the evil eye of truth with a dejected laugh, stopped at an unknown feeling.
I can’t say exactly, but something is strange.
Yuseong, who observed people while keeping the evil eye of truth a little longer, was able to realize the cause of the strange feeling.
‘Who is that person?’
The male energy form is very peculiar.
Energy is not concentrated in the danjeon, heart, or head, but is spread throughout the body.
Since there are many contractors, it might not be particularly strange that there is a contractor whose energy spreads throughout his body.
However, that was not the only reason Yooseong was interested in men.
“Something is strange.”
“Yes? What?”
“Compare that person over there with other people.”
Aris, who alternately looked at the person the meteor pointed at and the others, tilted her head.
“You seem to have more energy reserves than everyone else?”
“right?”
Although there may be differences in power or maintenance depending on the type of ability or operation method, basically the total amount of energy possessed by all contractors was almost the same.
But the man’s energy was so much that it was clearly recognizable compared to the others.
1.4 times… … . No, it seems to be 1.5 times.
Besides, there wasn’t just one person with that kind of energy.
The only visible 20 people were holding a lot of energy, and the color of their energy was all the same.
Yoosung kept his eyes on the foreign beings, and thanks to that, he was able to notice the change faster than anyone else.
Whoops!
The man’s energy began to fluctuate rapidly.
And when the man pulled out the sword from the scabbard and tried to swing it toward the surroundings, Yooseong threw the dagger on the display stand.
Crack!
The dagger accurately hit the sword the man was about to strike.
It was thanks to the throwing technique of a first-class acrobat.
“uh… … .”
The people who turned their heads at the sharp sound of metal that suddenly resonated, found the man with the sword drawn and froze as it was.
Contractors were permitted to carry weapons, but that did not mean they could use them at any time.
Weapons can be used only when fighting monsters, and when carrying them in public, you must put on a safety device.
But now, in the middle of a public place, there is a person holding a disabled weapon.
“Ahhh… … .”
“Kyaaah!”
“Four, murder! Murder!”
Screams rang out from all directions before the people around the man started screaming.
It wasn’t just the man who wielded the weapon.
Dozens of people drew their weapons and began brandishing them indiscriminately at nearby people.
Gwanghwamun, which had been peaceful, quickly turned into a mess with lunatic killers and fugitives.
“aaa!”
“… … .”
The man whose attack was stopped by the meteor tried to swing his sword once again at the fleeing people.
Caang!
A slightly different dull sound from before.
The one who blocked the sword this time was a gray haired girl.
“I-over there… … .”
“die.”
Surprised at the fact that a girl who seemed to be one head shorter than himself grabbed the sword with her bare hands, the man’s expression contorted as if he were swearing.
I was interrupted not once, but twice.
The man, who pulled the sword to cut off his hand, was momentarily taken aback by the unmoving blade, then released the sword and punched Aris.
However, the third attack also failed.
“What are you!”
“A passer-by.”
Kwajik!
Yuseong, who kicked the man in the chest and sent it far away, frowned as he looked at Aris.
“It’s not finished yet, so don’t step out recklessly. How are your hands?”
“I’m sorry. stop carelessly. I think my hand is fine.”
“What is okay? The inside looks the same. If others find out, it’ll be annoying, so hide it so you can’t see it, whether it’s clenching your fist or tying it with clothes.”
“Yes. Is Yooseong-nim okay?”
“I can’t get hurt with a fist like that. Rather, what the hell is this?”
broad daylight.
A massacre that happened suddenly in the middle of the city.
One person might think it was the work of an insane person, but it was clear that dozens of people working together were a group with a certain purpose.
“Kyaaah!”
‘… … Now is not the time to think like this.’
Screams echoed in all directions and blood splattered.
Yooseong, who was frowning at the situation where it was difficult to grasp even an inch due to thousands of people running away, soon took out his heavenly hand from his bosom, put it on, and jumped into the air.
thud!
The meteor that soared several tens of meters landed on the roof of nearby Gwanghwamun.
Yuseong, who put Aris down next to him, took out the Elemental Bow from subspace.
It is difficult to distinguish between the peers.
I could see a few people wielding weapons, but they were all fighting someone.
It seemed that the contractor had stepped in to prevent the killing spree, but as superhumans with physical abilities and mysterious abilities that transcended human limits fought, the confusion grew even more.
With so many more contractors, it looked like they would be able to subdue them quickly, but both of them were holding weapons that had their failsafes unlocked, and with blood all over their bodies, it was hard to tell which one was the killer.
However, Yoosung pointed his bow at people without hesitation and drew a protest.
Hwareuk!
Yuseong, who glanced at the red arrow that had formed in the empty demonstration, turned his eyes back to the front.
‘Those with above average energy.’
I don’t know if all the killers have above-average energy, but all the killers I’ve seen have above-average energy.
Yooseong, who increased the sense of time by using the Sura Sensitivity, released his finger from the demonstration after aiming at the target.
Tung!
“Aagh!”
The intangible poem that flew leaving a red trail like a laser pierced a man’s thigh in an instant.
Then, a blue arrow pierced the shoulder of a woman who was about to swing a weapon at the fleeing person, a green arrow pierced the hand of a young man who was about to shoot, and a brown arrow pierced the back of a man.
The speed at which each arrow was fired was slow, but it was carefully aimed and calibrated by the elemental bow’s accuracy +60% option, and not a single arrow missed.
As the number of tracks increased, the turmoil gradually subsided, and the atmosphere completely reversed starting with someone’s shout.
“Shooting star, shooting star Han Yoo-seong!”
hero.
There are only a few people in the whole world, and an existence with power on a different level that ordinary contractors can never touch.
When the fact that there was a hero spread, people instantly regained their composure and shouted Yoosung’s name and title.
‘I didn’t feel much of it in America, but hearing it in Korea makes me feel strangely ashamed.’
Of course, they did not show it on the outside and were only focused on pulling the protest in silence.
“Yoosung!”
Alice’s urgent voice.
Yooseong, who reflexively turned his head, opened his eyes wide.
There is something shining bright like the sun on the roof of a building so far away that you can’t even see it properly.
Realizing that it was an agglomeration of enormous energy that had never been seen before, and that it was flying towards this direction, Meteor instinctively raised his bow.
‘If that thing explodes, this place will be a mess!’
defense is impossible.
Evasion is also impossible.
The only thing you can do is intercept.
Pour all your mana into it and increase the tension as much as possible.
I don’t know if it will work or not, but I thought it wouldn’t be enough, so I put in all my strength.
The protest strengthened by the two energies became so hard that it was impossible to pull it with moderate force, but Meteor, who activated Tyrant’s monster mode, was able to pull the protest without difficulty.
That’s right!
‘It can’t be intangible poetry.’
The energy that flowed from the four pieces embedded in the bow began to gather toward one place.
Red-blue-green-yellow.
The energies of the four colors mixed here and there, and soon turned into brilliant golden arrows.
And as the light flashed from the other side, Yoosung let go of the demonstration without hesitation.
Wow!
The moment the protest bounced off, a deafening explosion swept through the surroundings, accompanied by an aftershock that made one’s posture stagger for a moment.
It seems that he did not shoot arrows, but even shot a homemade railgun.
The golden arrow that left the demonstration instantly hit a distance of hundreds of meters, pierced the unknown energy, and soon a blinding light and an incomparably huge aftermath swept all over the place.
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Explosions so loud you can’t even hear them.
When the light stopped and the aftermath stopped, the people who barely opened their eyes looked around with blank eyes.
All windows of buildings and cars were shattered, cars near the center of the explosion were overturned, and some people were bleeding from the eyes and ears.
Some howled, others frantically floundered as if in a state of panic.
But most of the people cheered, no matter who came first.
He realized that he had just survived a near-death crisis.
Rejoicing that everyone was alive, they shouted the name of Han Yoo-seong.
However, instead of responding to the people’s cheers, Yoosung muttered in a dejected voice.
“… … So, what the hell is this all about?”
No one could answer that question.
this is not a game