Genius Corpse-Collecting Warrior Chapter 277

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World and World (2)

Dallon raised his head. At the place where the red spear was pointing, there was a man of mountainous stature.

It was Dallaine. He was standing at the edge of a cliff, looking out at the sea of lava.

“Are you awake?”

A soft voice. Instead of answering, Dallon looked around.

The place where the two people were located was a small rocky island. A rock island shaped like a pillar rising out of the middle of a lava sea.

Because of its unique shape, the area of the island was not large. It was at most fifty steps from me in the center of the island to Dallaine at the end.

‘Tsk.’

It’s a small battlefield, about a hundred paces in diameter. The highly toxic sulfur clouds that covered the sky were also not very favorable conditions.

The belt I habitually fumbled with also felt empty. This is because the hatchet he always used was broken in a previous fight.

The relic armor had to be seen as having virtually lost its defensive power. The Mithril Spear had already been lost in the fight with the Dragon God.

The only thing I can rely on is the holy sword lying on the ground a few steps away and the weapons that are roughly a third of the relics of subspace that remain.

If we fought like this, the odds of winning were not very high. Then Dallain opened his mouth again.

“I must have looked back on my life.”

It was a tone mixed with noise. Dallen frowned slightly.

Only then did I see the wound on Dallaine’s neck. It was the weak point where Baekrak was inserted before he lost consciousness.

[That energy…flows like blood.]

It was just as Jeokchang said. Gray color was flowing down like blood from the nape of Dallaine’s neck, which had been hit by the white rock.

As the strange bleeding continued, the gray shimmers throughout his body also slightly expanded in scope.

As if to tell him that he doesn’t have much time left.

“okay. “What was it like to revisit my short life?”

Dallain asked. Dallen was silent this time too.

However, it wasn’t that I didn’t answer on purpose. I just didn’t even know what to say.

What kind of sentiment can one leave behind in a life filled with massacre, betrayal, plunder, and fighting?

Watching through the monitor and experiencing it as if ruminating on my own memories were completely different experiences.

“…….”

The corpses were not a mass of polygons.

The screams expressed in six or seven audio files were tens of thousands of different choruses.

Sienna’s blood splattered on the ax blade was still vivid in his mind, as was Lucia’s shocked face frozen by her cold breath.

So many innocent victims dying at our feet. The gruesome feel of skin and bones crunching beneath your boots as you trample on their armor and limbs.

There was a time, a long time ago, when I thought I had grown numb to murder, but that was never the case.

All deaths were still clearly engraved in my memory. The capacity limit was simply increased.

“okay. “You’re still not a monster like me.”

Dallaine laughed at him, who couldn’t easily keep his mouth shut. It was a self-mocking laugh.

Dallen could feel that his attitude was slightly different from before.

What was felt in the low tone was not the life of a fighting spirit burning with endless resentment, but a mixture of countless emotions that he could not fully understand.

Why? The answer came right away.

“It’s worth it.”

“…what?”

“I see that when I look at your life. “Just as you looked at my life, I also looked back at your life a little while ago.”

Dallain slowly turned his body this way. This time, even Dallon was a little surprised.

Tushin’s eyes were shedding tears. To be exact, a gray color that flows down like tears.

“I lived two lives. Life in this world and life in another world.”

earth. korea. It was pronounced like this.

He said.

***

“It was a crappy life in many ways.”

These were the first words Dallain spoke after a moment of silence.

Dallen chuckled without realizing it. Dallain also raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

“…I lived like a bit of a fool.”

“It’s just that it’s not at the level of a head. Honestly, I was a little disappointed. “The life of the being I feared more than evil spirits was nothing more than a life of clicking the keyboard and mouse at home, trembling with a negative bank account.”

Fuck, that’s a bit too detailed. Dallen slightly raised his eyebrows.

He had no way of knowing just how far Dallain had been looking. Since this side passed by like a ray of light, wasn’t it the same on the other side?

“On weekdays, I get scolded by my team leader on random days, and when I get calls on the weekends to check on my parents’ well-being, I often make excuses that I can’t worry about them. “Actually, it was just annoying.”

Of course, regardless of whether Dallin looked uncomfortable or not, he continued talking.

It’s a bonus to add some pleasantries, such as stroking your chin or shaking your head as if you’re interested.

“Don’t you get jealous when you see your colleagues at work doing well? “When I go to class reunions, I constantly compare myself to other friends.”

“Hey, that’s enough, so that’s it…”

“If you have that kind of inferiority complex, you should live a little harder, so why open a can of beer and sit down to play a game as soon as you get home? So, isn’t that why you got dumped by your girlfriend too?”

You son of a bitch. Did they even invest separate abilities into the snout?

If you were to insert the white rock once again, this time it wasn’t the nape of the neck, but the fluttering snout.

While Dallin was rubbing his itchy eyebrows, Dallin, who had been harshly criticizing life on Earth, sighed lightly.

“I was jealous. “It was a life I never wanted.”

“…what?”

Are you feeding it twice? The thought that came to mind for a moment disappeared as soon as I saw the bitter smile on Dallaine’s lips.

“Because I had no life.”

Rumbling…!

The acrid sulfur clouds were coloring the sky a dull yellow.

A brief flash of light casting a shadow among the clouds. And the sound of rumbling thunder.

“Human life is as short as lightning.”

The warrior, who was now stained gray from the neck to the bottom of his chin, tilted his head and looked up at the sky.

The lightning reversed the shades of the face. The red face turned pale for a moment.

“Nevertheless, for that moment, it is hotter than the surface of the distant sun. Life is a life that has a beginning and an end. “It is your own history that runs from birth to death.”

“…….”

“How can one be complete when there is no starting point? Without laying the foundation, not only life but also imagery cannot be completed. At best, it is a flimsy structure built on a sandy beach through struggle and slaughter. No matter how high you were, it was absurd from the beginning to overcome the hell of evil spirits with such a baseless mentality.”

The warrior, who placed his hand on the weight of the treasured sword stuck in the ground, continued to ask questions as if he was quietly muttering.

“Do you still want to overcome the apocalypse? Even now that you have lost your real hometown and your entire life there and have fallen into the game world against your will?”

“okay.”

Dallen only nodded slightly.

In front of someone who had already reflected on his entire past, there was no need for a long explanation like before.

He probably knows that he already lost it once and realized its value through that loss.

Dallian shook his head. He took another deep breath and spoke.

“Go beyond me.”

Dallian took a step back and gestured. Then the treasured sword was pulled out of the ground and placed in his hand.

Dallen also quietly opened his hand. The handle of the holy sword was drawn like a magnet and stuck to my palm.

“listen carefully. Enaxagus swallowed the weakened Xun and Temomron. He captured the beasts that had been sealed in the Blade’s Edge Mountains into his forces and rallied some of the dragon clans that had lost their gods and were scattered. “Laphilem will soon be swallowed up by it.”

“…Really?”

“I don’t know if it’s because we fought each other to the point where we had to fight, but whatever the reason, my intuition tells me what kind of condition the evil gods in this world are in. “You can trust me.”

I thought maybe that was the case. Indirect evidence has been abundant since before.

Even as the end neared its final stage, Enaxagus’ army did not even raise its head from the west.

The decline in activity of Sun and the demons under him was also too subtle to be a coincidence.

The fact that an evil god can devour other evil gods was already learned through Temomron in the episode where he raised a necromancer.

I just put off thinking about it deeply because there was no way to solve it at the time.

In the first place, there was only one option: fight the five evil spirits or fight the one who was as strong as the five.

“You have already met the conditions. I’m barely able to reach the divine throne. “If you add my power and obtain the Wish Stone, you will be able to save this continent.”

A world where your precious people are not yet burned.

After speaking, the warrior lifted the treasured sword he was holding with both hands and lowered it without hesitation.

──━━│││

A crack formed after a monotonous sword strike.

It was as if the world was splitting apart.

A strange feeling as if the entire frame of the world has been broken and something else is trying to fill the gap.

It wasn’t a wrong expression.

If opening up the domain means temporarily adding different colors of paint onto the picture of reality.

This is the act of tearing up the drawing paper itself and forcibly cutting out a different type of drawing.

┃┃││││┃┃

Destruction and restoration occur simultaneously.

A clash of two laws that endlessly repulse and try to subjugate each other.

It would be more appropriate to call it a disaster rather than a miracle.

And the result was the phenomenon of two inherently incompatible worlds appearing in one physical place.

「Descent into the realm」

「The black sun that burns royalties」

Mountain peaks rise through the bubbling sea of lava.

Tens of thousands of black lightning struck continuously above the charred mountain ranges and valleys.

Sulfur clouds torn apart by a black thunderstorm.

What appeared beyond the trace was an ominously blazing black sun.

“I am different from the blacksmith or necromancer you remember. I didn’t have time to hammer the iron or polish the tombstone. “My life has been nothing but an endless struggle, and that’s the only way I can share my life with you.”

Under the black sunlight that overturned the definition of the proposition called light, Dallian, holding a sword and an ax in both hands, opened his mouth.

“Take my divinity. Become a being that transcends the seven hierarchies. In order to completely surpass divine status, you too will have to make a choice. Just like the warrior who was your predecessor did a long time ago.”

“select?”

“Of course, as you often say, that will be an afterthought.”

So for now, focus on your fight with me.

The warrior spoke while aiming his sword.

At the same time, the sun approached the ground.