Tribulation (5)

Seo Mun-yeop and Wang clashed fiercely.

The king, who lost his reason, attacked with his whole body as if he had returned to the monster before he had intelligence.

Seo Moon-yeop opened an amplified analysis plan, then transformed into a spiritual body and repeatedly avoided it, often counterattacking and wounding it.

Seo Mun-yeop's counterattack was a rare occurrence, but the king was the one who continued to accumulate damage anyway.

- Aaaaa! this guy!

The king's fury grew.

If we fight like this, who will win?

Seriously, he was a king.

Because the speed at which Seo Moon-yeop consumed his aura was faster than the speed at which the king accumulated damage.

However, since each attack was an attack that delivered pain to the soul, the king could not keep his cool and became increasingly impatient and violent.

The fight was Seo Moon-yeop's pace, no matter who saw it.

'How did you suddenly become so full of energy?'

Pietro, who was watching this, couldn't help but be surprised.

Seo Mun-yeop is suddenly emitting a powerful aura and is pushing the king.

'The high priest suddenly disappeared. Could this be related? no way······.'

Pietro found a connection with an ancient high priest who had suddenly disappeared.

It was only natural that he would be concerned since the ancient high priest who had taken all his remaining auras had suddenly disappeared.

Then, Pietro noticed that each time Seo Moon-yeop transformed into a spiritual body, the presence of the soul was stronger than before.

'Sacrifice yourself!'

Pietro realized that Seo Moon-yeop had absorbed the soul of the ancient high priest.

I don't know the principle, but it's probably because of the vision Seo Moon-yeop learned, 'Soul Transmutation'.

'How can he sacrifice so much? I, a sinner, am living so miserably!'

There were very few auras left, but they were literally very weak, so they weren't good enough to be involved in a fight.

It was no longer helpful anyway, so the only thing left to do was to run away, but the reason I stayed here and watched the fight was because of my qualifications.

Why am I living so miserably?

It was that I didn't want to forgive myself.

Even though she already died once and became a ghost, she still lives by borrowing a human body.

On the land where the light that I so longed for falls.

'You are the light of the beginning. I want to believe that it is because I have a reason to be alive, even if it is so mean. That my poor lifeline is also one of your arrangements.'

Pietro gritted his teeth.

'So it must be done according to your will. We must win this fight. Please give Seo Moon-yeop strength.'

- Aaaaa!

-Koooooo!

Seo Moon-yeop, who transformed into a spiritual body, and the king exchanged fierce battles. Both sides clashed, screaming incomprehensible who was the monster.

The king's hideous fangs bit the air.

Seo Mun-yeop, who turned to the side and flew exquisitely, scratched the king's neck with the monster spear.

Blood flowed from the scratched spot.

The king was covered in blood.

There were only a few places with deep cuts, but on the outside, it was the appearance of a very shabby king.

And the king's mind was more tattered than his appearance.

- Aaaaaaaa! like you!

A monster who called his identity a king.

A monster who only used his intellect for the purpose of enhancing himself.

that was unacceptable.

That's the current situation that I'm suffering from that little human.

Because he had to be king.

No one should be under his control, and he shouldn't be against it like this.

The arrogant and shabby mental world was being torn apart by the blade of a spear.

Seeing that, Pietro remembered the advice the ancient high priest had given him in the past.

-Due to fear of the unknown, the opponent may look big. But keep in mind. Wisdom without the right values ​​is not wisdom.

'You were right.'

-If you know that the wisdom it possesses is not true wisdom, you will be able to see the reality.

'Now I see his true form. The king is just...'

Pietro felt turbulent.

Seo Moon-yeop was doing it.

The king was mentally cornered.

Although he still had an advantage physically, he was mentally cornered and confused. Like an army that has lost its will to fight.

'...it's just a savage and stupid monster.'

It was.

The king was just a foolish monster with fragile values.

A monster who possesses intellect and has lived through so many years, but is arrogant without ever seeing his inner self.

Intelligence.

long ages.

Perhaps it could have been a being with wisdom like the light of the beginning.

Even so, it's just like that.

There was nothing to be embarrassed about.

'can win. His weakness has been exposed. do you know? Seo Mun-yeop!'

- Aaaaaa!

The king opened his mouth wide.

The souls of the monsters poured out.

'Oops! That trick again!'

A method of applying an aura to the souls of monsters and releasing them.

It was an attack pattern that could have been dispelled had Pietro been alive, but it was impossible now.

As if he still had a ray of reason left, the king pulled out a good card at the right time.

The souls of the monsters poured into Seo Mun-yeop.

- Get out of here!

Seo Moon-yeop pierced the monster's spear with lightning.

Papa papa papa papa papa!

A flurry of consecutive stabs!

The souls of the monsters are scattered in abundance. Like grains of grain that have fallen from the ear in a thresher.

However, some approached Seo Moon-yeop and dealt a blow.

-Keugh!

Seo Moon-yeop, who had beaten the spirit of the monster that was biting his side with his shield, lost his mind.

The king was pouring the souls of monsters at random, as if he wanted it at this time.

***

Seo Mun-yeop was beaten recklessly by the spirits of the monsters.

There were more monsters whose souls were destroyed by his spear, but Seo Moon-yeop was rapidly losing his power.

'I can't. Now I've barely caught on to his weakness!'

weakness, arrogance.

The spirit of the king, who had been united with arrogance, was being beaten by Seo Mun-yeop and was collapsing.

But now, if he regains his composure by winning, it will be in vain.

We have to find a way somehow.

'Pietro has no more energy. Shit, the ancient high priest gave me strength by sacrificing!'

The ancient high priest said it was natural. He said he was going to take off his last lingering feelings.

But the sacrifice could not have been in vain.

You must win.

'wait?'

Something flashed through the mind of Seo Moon-yeop, who was desperately looking for a way to win.

-Raising is the size of the vessel that receives the soul.

-Even if the soul is destroyed, the small fragments of the soul...

-okay. The light of the beginning was formed like that...

Seo Moon-yeop's eyes flashed.

'Can I do it?'

It's so absurd that I couldn't have imagined it in the past.

But you have to do it.

'I'll make it!'

Seo Moon-yeop looked at the souls of countless monsters being torn apart by his spear and destroyed.

Even monsters are souls too.

When destroyed, small fragments emerge from the soul.

It is said that the light of the beginning is also a huge existence formed by the gathering of such fragments.

And 'soul conversion'...

'It's a vision to become a being like the light of the beginning!!'

It was.

Seo Moon-yeop wanted to absorb the fragments of the souls from the monsters.

But the problem is that Seo Mun-yeop also doesn't know how to use Soul Transmutation.

The only thing that absorbed the soul of the ancient high priest was the ancient high priest himself. Seo Moon-yeop has no idea how to use Soul Transmutation.

If it had been Pietro, he would have done it quickly.

'What should I do? I'm not a high priest, let alone an underground person!'

Seo Moon-yeop, whose heart is in a hurry, but whose body is still stabbing the spear like a gale.

Then, Seo Mun-yeop came up with an idea.

'There's one thing I can do like Ji-Jeoin!'

right language.

Can speak phonetic and hieroglyphic languages.

The language of the table can only be used to the extent of adding murderous intent to the attack.

'Servant', the lowest-ranking official who taught this, was surprised that Seo Moon-yeop could speak the language of the table by chance.

'If it's the language of the table, my will will be conveyed to the monsters. let's try it sometime I'll try it and if it doesn't work, I'll stop.'

I didn't have time to pursue this or that.

Seo Moon-yeop decided to try everything that came to his mind.

focus your mind

Shoots a powerful will at monsters.

'Come to me. I will embrace you!'

'You want to escape from the evil king's clutches, don't you?'

'Come to me.'

'Let's become a part of me and take revenge on him!'

Seo Mun-yeop shot his will into the souls of the monsters in the language of the table.

Eagerly hoping to succeed at least once in a hundred times.

However, there was a variable that Seo Mun-yeop himself had not thought of.

That is Seo Moon-yeop's own mental strength.

The mental power that transcended human limits by meeting the light of the beginning was upgraded once more by absorbing the ancient high priest this time.

Seo Mun-yeop was the most mentally strong of all types of intelligent life that existed in the world.

The language of the table conveys one's will to the other party. It was a skill that was influenced by strong mental power.

Seo Moon-yeop's ideological language was fired everywhere.

without fail.

I thought it would be fortunate if I succeeded even one time out of a hundred, but the language of Seo Moon-yeop's table continued to be successfully delivered.

The souls of the monsters who were tormented by the king received the will of Seo Mun-yeop.

The monsters, whose everything collapsed after suffering for a long time, accepted that will without resistance.

In this pain that seemed to last forever, it was considered a ray of hope to escape the king's oppression.

Like autumn leaves, the souls of the monsters were torn.

However, even after they were annihilated, the hope that the monsters received through the language of the mark remained in the fragments of their souls.

Fragments began to gather at Seo Moon-yeop.

It was only a small part, but fragments of the soul that were affected as Seo Moon-yeop intended were forming.

It was like a miracle.

Seo Moon-yeop, who had transformed into a spiritual body, began to glow more and more in his body, which had been shining with a white aura.

Should I shoot the language of Pyo or pierce it with a spear?

However, the King and Pietro, who watched it, were astonished.

-What, what is that!

The king was terrified.

A phenomenon he had never seen before was happening.

He was just a human being who was small and had little strength.

Why does that human emit a strange light that is fearful to be touched?

A king who feels fear of the unknown.

But even that was nothing compared to the astonishment Pietro felt.

'Tae, the light of the beginning?!'

It was only shabby compared to the light of the beginning, but the same atmosphere was felt in Seo Mun-yeop's appearance.

Fragments of the soul gather and gather to become light.

The brilliance surrounding Seo Mun-yeop only grew bigger and bigger.

Pietro recalled the fate of Seo Mun-yeop as seen in the fate of the queen.

saver.