The Crazy Villain Regains His Sanity Chapter 411

Episode 411

The attitude that beauty is more important than one’s life was refreshing.

That means I saw it right.

What became clear from the saint’s actions just now was that protecting one’s beauty was more important than one’s own life.

In the end, humans are bound to be deceived by what they see.

It was time to reach out to the terrified saint.

Paaaaat!

A dazzling light radiated above the saint’s head and began to surround me.

I frowned as I felt a strange sensation take over me.

The person who tried to stop me was not a saint, but a self-proclaimed god.

“Just kidding.”

I tried to push away the guy’s strength but stopped.

The guy was calling me from beyond.

It was his intention to have a conversation, not a threat. How can you talk in a situation where both sides have to kill each other to end it?

“You make all the pretense of being noble.”

[It’s dangerous.]

Yongyong warned from the side. I also think that’s right. This insidious guy who calls himself a god has the slyness to take advantage of even this.

But my thoughts were different. Is this a trap he set? If so, now was the perfect opportunity to take advantage of it.

A sudden invitation to Korea, far away from Europe, which could be said to be the home base, was difficult to see as it was completely prepared.

“Yes.”

[It’s dangerous!]

“That guy will be just as dangerous as I am.”

I withdrew my hand and entered the world of images according to the will of the self-proclaimed god.

The pure white space, which was naturally sacred, was silently forcing people to develop faith in God.

Yes, it is coercion.

A self-proclaimed god’s modification that tries to force the opponent to move.

Did you think you could influence me with this?

No, it would just be him acting out of intoxication.

After all, Shinsoo are guys who live on their own pride.

Nothing much had changed since then. However, I could see that the implicit force was making me more wary.

[Mortal.]

“Why are you hiding your face for fear?”

I lightly provoked him, but he didn’t even flinch.

[You are not qualified to see me yet.]

“What is that qualification?”

[Trust me.]

“It’s a modification.”

It’s so funny that people are forcing faith when they don’t have faith.

Otherwise, they’re trying to brainwash or something, but that only makes them more alert.

The self-proclaimed god was still looking at me, engulfed in radiance.

[What makes you hostile to me?]

“Your very existence.”

[…We can coexist.]

What God brought was coexistence.

As expected, I could tell that he was quite annoyed by my interference.

“That’s your opinion.”

[Do you want to see the end?]

“You could have done that if you were satisfied with Europe. But you don’t plan on doing that, do you?”

[My blessing becomes stronger as more humans are granted it. It will make humanity rich.]

“With your species?”

[My wishes and those of humanity are the same.]

I could tell from his serious voice that he really thought that way. Things about twisted justice and certainty cannot be undone no matter what.

That applies to me too.

“In the end, you are talking about using humans as a species.”

[Is that wrong?]

“Uh. Because so many beings are caught up in your god game. “Me, humanity, and the divine beasts who died by your hands.”

[….]

The self-proclaimed god closed his mouth. But I felt the energy surrounding him becoming fiercer.

[For me, human life is just a fleeting moment.]

“Can I wait until I grow old and die?”

[Yes.]

That was bullshit. If that were the case, I would have waited until I got old and died. No, just waiting until I get older and my skills decline is enough.

“A certain divine beast said that. If it were me, I could overcome the problem of longevity. “What are you going to do when that time comes?”

[That is impossible.]

“I want to try it because it is impossible. “The thing that bothers me the most right now is you.”

[The suggestion I made last time is still valid.]

“What suggestion?”

[If you want, you too can become a god.]

It seems like the self-proclaimed god wants to attract me somehow. The feeling behind it was conveyed as an unwillingness to suffer damage to what he had achieved so far.

You can get rid of me, but you probably don’t want to take any damage. Therefore, they are trying to confine it to its own subcategory with a plausible keyword called God.

“I refuse.”

[Do you choose to confront him in the end?]

I ignored the guy’s lamentable muttering without notice.

“Now I ask questions. “If you unleash your great power, will you be able to send the desired being to the past?”

[…Why do you ask that?]

The self-proclaimed god’s spirit was boiling over. This was something I didn’t see even when I was provoking it the whole time.

“Starting with the answer to my question.”

[Answer quickly!]

Damn it!

Even though the voice was only raised, the world of images was shaken. This momentum was stronger than I imagined.

Like this? It was more powerful than any divine beast I had ever seen.

“If you answer my question first, I’ll give you the answer you want.”

[…If you’re going to keep pranking until the end, you have no choice but to make him open his mouth.]

Kwazik!

The space that was sacred just a moment ago began to distort strangely. A gruesome, murderous feeling penetrated my skin as it turned dark red, as if it had been contaminated by evil.

It was such an overwhelming force that, if not supported by strength, death could be avoided only by the power of a self-proclaimed god.

Apparently, the self-proclaimed god was much more insidious than I thought.

Since this was the development I had hoped for from the beginning, I did not hesitate and wrapped mines in my hands to counter its power.

Kwasik! Kwagwagwagwagwang!

The dark red energy entangled in the golden mine destroyed the image world to pieces.

Cracks appeared in the space and holes appeared here and there, revealing endless darkness.

It is a space of nothingness that even I have never seen before.

Chi-ik!

Every time we clashed, its energy eroded my entire body. Mandeuk desperately tried to drive away the energy, but the energy was worse than any poison and desperately tried to destroy my insides.

It is clearly a collision with damage. But I didn’t think of it as a conflict. The more I clashed with the self-proclaimed god, the more information about him flowed into me.

A normal person would not have been able to endure it and his mind would have been destroyed, but for me it was a different problem.

Rather, I became convinced of things that I had previously thought were possibilities.

Moreover, I also found out that he was preparing a knife to use under the water.

“Was it something like that? “For some reason, it didn’t stand out.”

[…How can you be a human?]

“It was impossible for you. “The pride of the omnipotent god deserves to be crushed.”

How did I, who was so crazy, return to the past? For a long time I thought it was an act of God. And I thought that for a guy who calls himself a god, there must be some way.

However, the self-proclaimed god did not have the ability to send humans back to the past.

However, according to the information that came in, there was a divine beast with that ability.

He was the hermit sage.

The hermit sage, who could manipulate the past, present and future, was the only one capable of sending me back to the past.

The power to manipulate time and blood feeding.

There is no way these two things overlap by chance. In that case, the most likely entity that sent me to the past was the Hermit Sage, and the self-proclaimed god was on the lookout for that.

and.

“I would never have thought that a man named Shin would be so jealous of another Shinsu.”

[….]

“I wanted to know more. “What kind of thoughts do you have and what kind of life have you lived?”

Is it because of the hematoma or the gift egos?

Even though a huge amount of information was flowing in, it had no effect on me.

Rather, the self-proclaimed god was a treasure trove of information that I had never known before.

[Go back.]

The self-proclaimed god’s choice was to banish me. The space, which had been dyed dark red, turned pure white as if it had originally been there, and the deterrent power kicked in and pushed me away.

In the blink of an eye, I was thrown out and was back in the saint’s residence.

Too bad I could have dug a little more.

The saintess, who had been tired just a moment ago, was looking at me with fear in her eyes. It wasn’t a fear of my actions that would erase my beauty.

The saint was watching the entire clash between me and the self-proclaimed god.

Even that guy wouldn’t know. That you are not the only chess piece.

[What happened?]

I decided to explain to Yongyong, who was shocked and asked me a little later, and looked at the saint.

“You saw it too.”

“….”

“That is the true nature of the god you serve.”

“What do you want from me?”

“doesn’t exist.”

A saint was a very complex being. It was difficult to figure out how much I was influenced by God and how much I could think for myself.

“If you want to prove your faithfulness, why not destroy your own efficient means?”

“me?”

“If that’s difficult, why don’t you do anything for your master anymore?”

“….”

“Prove it or not, it’s up to you.”

Not feeling the need to get involved anymore, I left the confused saint and went out.

Perhaps the saint will not be able to choose anything.

“Yongyong, you don’t know the true name of the self-proclaimed god, do you?”

[Yes, I didn’t know that when we met last time. I thought that humans, like you, had overcome the limitations of the species and joined us.] The

story was that the self-proclaimed god gave Yongyong a feeling similar to that of a human.

[So what did we talk about?]

“We talked. And we bumped into each other.”

[what? Then I guess…]

“I couldn’t finish it. “It was a difficult environment for both him and me to show our best.”

Aside from that, the information pouring in from the self-proclaimed god and his strange tactics were difficult to deal with.

“What is clear is that he was not a magician like you or Hyuna.”

[So?]

“You twisted it to become stronger. It could no longer be called a divine beast. “In fact, it was closer to a monster.”

[Probably not.]

“Do you think a guy who harms his own people to become a god wouldn’t be able to do that?”

[But…]

“That is a power obtained through countless sacrifices.”

Countless souls felt within its power. It is unknown how many humans would have been sacrificed.

But the human soul is secondary. That’s what’s at its core.

“There was also Shinsu in there.”

[Nonsense. You sacrificed your own people to become stronger? That’s ridiculous.]

Yongyong desperately denied it, but he knew that what I saw and felt was true.

The self-proclaimed god was a divine beast, but at the same time, he was a corrupted being.

“Do you think Hyuna will stay still even after hearing this?”

[…I don’t know about that.]

“Go talk to me. “If you were in the same position back then, there would be no need to persuade you any further.”

[Do you want Hyuna to come forward?]

“Hyuna coming forward means that other new beasts can also come forward.”

Even though he showed a friendly attitude, the fact that a completely neutral person came over meant that other divine beasts could also take action.

I don’t even want them to take active action. Just don’t get in the way and that’s it.

“Go and convince him.”

[Okay.]

Yongyong became sullen and left the place.

In the meantime, I have work to do.

“I need to find the chess piece he hid.”