Chapter 863 Last (96)

- That's all I have left.

‘No, it's the only thing you have left. How many are left. ’

- So give it to me.

- ……

- Give it back, you sick son of a bitch!

‘And why are you cursing so much? You have to say the right thing. ’

- What's left of me... Tr ansl a ted b y Ｊp m tl.ｃ oｍ

‘But what should I do with him? They really think so. ’

Of course, I could see why Kim Hyun-seong said that.

Is it really the third time? ’

I think he really did.

He didn't tell me his plan, but it was obvious what he was thinking.

Perhaps it means that the saint of light will not carry a heavy burden. It may mean that we will no longer share the burden with the Son of Light.

Tra nslate d by ｊpｍ t l.ｃ o ｍ If the car starts three times, I might not be able to meet him.

I don't know if my memory will be intact or not, but apart from that, Hyunsung Kim will avoid me.

He seemed to think that he would carry all the luggage from start to finish by himself.

His ridiculous three-way plan was based on the premise that he never met me in the first place.

And tutorials.

"Really?"

Same goes for dungeon exploration.

Are you going alone? ’

Kim Hyun-seong in the third car will not join the Blue Guild.

‘I'm going to throw away the blue guild too. Ridiculous.I 'll fight without power. You think that's possible? I'll do it alone. ’

With the Church Revolution...

"Take care of the Republican War yourself? What about the summoning of the 27th?" How would you react to a different future? Can you handle the details? ’

The Everia problem and the Rift Museum. Foreign War. I'll take care of it myself from start to finish.

I was embarrassed and didn't say anything right. Kim Hyun-seong's thoughts are so unrealistic that he smiles.

Impossible. Even if Kim Hyun-seong grows up more than one car, even if he can go back to the car with this rage, he can't do it all by himself.

Tr a nsl ated b y Ｊpｍt l.ｃoｍ But that idiot thinks it's possible.

‘Greedy bastard. Even the hero of the shadow will eat it up. ’

Gekko Jingjin will take your place.

‘Make sense. ’

I thought it was because of the suffering of the Son of Light and the cause of everything that happened on this continent.

He will take responsibility for everything that has happened so far by himself, as if the continent had never existed.

Of course, this is not easy.

Kim Hyun-seong was an ideal hero for me.

It was shaky, it was lonely, it was scared, it was tenacious.

Where is that? Backwater is defenseless and mentally weak. If you have something plugged in, you don't look back and forth, and you can't even feel the money.

He was a sociopath after all, but basically too socially distant.

Of course, if this son of a bitch is going to act like a hero of the shadows, he's not going to run into anyone else, but he still needs to be human.

Kim Hyun-seong will know.

You know it's impossible to endure three kicks with your mind as a hero of the shadow.

You clearly know that you are far from the future you want, that you will never be happy, that the fight will be long and hard, and that you must give up everything that you have so far.

Tr a n slat e d b y jpｍt l .ｃo m That's why...

‘Regret User Manual. I'll take one. This is it.’

I don't know if I think it's the only thing that's going to keep the car going three times.

No, I thought it was more of a consolation than a power source.

When the fight begins again, the relief that he is not alone, the relief that he is connected with the people he trusts the most, and the relief that he has a place to lean on will be his driving force and sanctuary.

‘No, it's connected to the company theory anyway... What do you think I won't find? What the hell are you gonna do about it? The regretter's manual is not yours, it's mine. Thinking there's got to be a way to do this is a big deal. The Son of Light knows everything. Even if I go there three times, they'll think I don't know. I don't know what it'll be like at first... but we'll find out eventually. This is mine. ’

Where is that?

‘Even if it comes back missing, it won't disconnect. ’

Of course, I understand enough anxiety that if I start regression with hydroponics holding my own, I will lose my user manual.

But there is no denying that it is a useless idea.

It was engraved on the soul, not the body, and it's still connected. Those are just items.

"No, is it possible to come back, depending on Song Su Kyung? I don't think so. ’

The possibility is too rare to say the least. It's impossible without errors or bugs.

“I'm freaking out. Three times. ”

I told you there's no third car. It's very unsettling.

That's a sickness, too. You're mistaken for a regression manual to fill you, but you rely on alcohol as much as an alcoholic. Tr a nsla t ed b y jp mtl.ｃom

It was funny not realizing that it would be a fundamental solution in the end, but Kim Hyun-seong thought that there was nothing left but that.

The reason he looks so desperate is probably because he has such thoughts.

- Give it back!! Give it back...!!

- …….

Kuaaaahhhhhh!!!

Once again, I can see Kim Hyun-seong stretching his sword to the beasts.

More desperate than before, but fewer people do not die and divide or keep Kim Hyun-seong in the way.

Song Su Kyung's temple was expanding, and by the time the city was completely engulfed, demons close to the army had appeared to intercept him.

It was a common and cliché expression, but it looked like an artwork depicting the epic of an ideal hero fighting to prevent the end of the world.

Heroes wield their swords with tears. Does not rest, biting tightly on lips.

Crumbling, falling and exhausted, he gets up again and shines the darkened intestine with the sunset.

Brighter. Keep shining brighter. His purpose may have been somewhat blasphemous, but his appearance must have illuminated everyone who is struggling at this moment.

Everyone will be looking at him. It was so creepy that I forgot to breathe.

Kim Hyun-seong never stops.

Faint lights pour in from the north.

Kim Hyun-seong began to look more nervous than before, whether it was because of the continent that received the penalty of failing events. because now he realizes he really doesn't have time.

It continues to slash monsters, but it doesn't turn its gaze. The purpose was clear, and it didn't matter what else.

I can see Kim Hyun-seong wiggling his head gradually.

- I told you it wasn't yours!

Song Soo-kyung began to break into his mind.

- No, I made it clear it's mine now.

- No, that's not your strength. You didn't get it, you didn't get it. So give it to me. Get lost. Get out, you son of a bitch. I'm not prepared for you. Get out of my head! You son of a bitch!

- It's mine now. No, it doesn't matter if it's not mine. But it has to be used in the right place. Do you feel that? This power is the key to making you perfect. Because of this power, you can be complete. Didn't I tell you that Lee Hye-young made you weak with this power, but I'm different.

- You ugly monster.

‘A continuing parade of prestige. ’

You must be losing your mind. Look how desperate the galleries are. Look at the tears in our audience. Hyun-seong.

- I think I can do it for you. I can be him. He can do things he can't do.

- You will never be Ki-young.

- No, it can be. if you kill me. If I can kill myself, I can be selfish enough.

- You're gonna die anyway. Piece of shit.

- It'll be a meaningful death. Yes, a very meaningful death. Glorious and noble, death for this continent! I will take his body and soul, and I will kill me. Lord of the sunset.

- Crazy...

He slowly spread his wings and reached for the sky with one hand.

Strange shaped towers continue to extend through his hands.

Song Su-kyung looks up and gives a dazzling smile.

Kim Hyun-seong is also looking at Lee Hyun-seong's tower, which is made up of tentacles and objects like the symbol of the temple.

You've already checked what's on top of it.

My face was even more distorted if I didn't. His miserable face became more desperate.

“You're not the only one. I can be perfect, too. I will make the soul of the Son of Light mine. He will take his soul and be reborn as neither he nor I. I know I'm lacking. But it's different. It's going to be really complete now. ”

“ ……. ”

“You have no choice but to acknowledge me. In the end, you'll understand that I was right. ”

I think it's best to just stay out of it for now. The situation is not suitable for making a grubby neoplay.

‘Overall, it's too much. ’

I think that acting is a little irritating. However, it is undeniable that what is naturally irritating and excessive is extremely desirable.

The soul of the Son of Light tied to the top of a tower of disgusting foreign substances, Billon laughing on the temple he built to take that soul, and the hero struggling to save the Son of Light somehow.

Of course, my soul won't actually be taken away, but this scene is stimulating enough.

You can tell by the way people react.

Even the son of Benegor, who sacrificed everything else and was humiliated by his body, is threatened by his soul.

The enemy is too strong and hope is invisible to humanity.

The face of the sunset prosecutor who thinks it is his only hope is distorted.

There is no reason not to pray. People are crying all over the place, flashing their eyes.

The voice of those cheering desperately seems to come straight into my ears.

‘Please…. ’

May the hero of the sunset triumph.

‘Please.'

May nothing happen to the body or soul of the Son of Light.

‘Through our faith, the God of continents and sunsets and the Son of Light can be saved. ’

May our little prayer reach them, please. Please be a great force to them... May they be touched.

I'm touching it. Gentlemen. '

It's touching.It's so clear, it's so big. I will never forget your support and support. So give me the light.

Give me the light! ’

Kim Hyun-seong opened his mouth.

“Ki-young. ”

“ ……. ”

“Ki-young? Ki-young... Ki-young... ”

I have to do the math.

I slowly opened my eyes and spoke quietly.

“I... never mind. Please…"

Go.

That's it.

I felt my body filled with holy things.

Over and over, over and over, I can feel it spilling.

I'll never forget your big supporters! ’