CH 594

Chapter 594 End of Party (3)

"The fairy dragon is my own monster!"

Chatterbox shouted quickly, because he was crap. Gyeol sat down on my shoulders and hugged my neck.

"9 minutes."

Fortunately, Chatterbox didn't react to the monster that suddenly appeared. I seemed confident that whatever I did would be useless. I took out the grace and put it on my wrist.

"How did you come here?"

The harmless king leaned over and looked down at Ginyi said. Gul-yi trembled with her wings.

"It just seemed that the space movement, the power of the transcendental was not."

Instead of answering, Gyeol looked up at me. It seemed to me that it was not the power of the Transcendental, but the words caught my mind, but now I have not had time to think.

"Gyeolah, help me."

- Yes, Dad.

The golden eyes blinked. I was worried that my body would be overwhelmed, but Gyeol didn't take it out of my mouth. It was because I knew it was an unavoidable situation. So I have to live even more safely.

" Ugh."

The magical power of the fairy dragon wraps around me, and the dull mana imprint brings up the senses again. I quickly traced the traces of the harmless king's power in my body.

The endless fog. Every minute water drop that made up the fog was a memory. People's memories flowed into the fog and connected. And those memories.

[Swallow.]

Louga's voice rang in my head.

[Our nutrients are remembered. They absorb memories and gain strength. Do you remember the humans in your world that I subordinated?]

Seok-won Choi. S-class hunter who signed a contract with the harmless king. Choi Seok-won spread the fog and swallowed people's memories and turned into an SS-class monster. After giving up to half the life span and growing up to SSS, I fell into my trap and died at the hands of a doll knight.

At that time, I had only swallowed one neighborhood, not just a country. But now it is connected to the world. If you eat all those memories.

[Advice, don't be too greedy.]

Lou said in a laughing voice.

[The only memories you can swallow right now are those that originate from you. If you take all those memories, it's hard for you to be safe too~]

[What? What are you talking about?]

[Memory is relative. I look at the sky and remember the clouds and the twinkling sunlight. I look at the river and remember the jumping fish and the birds flapping their wings. Most of my memories are born when I encounter someone or something. I hardly ever remember that it's just me.]

I felt the innumerable memories spreading around the world. It all contained me, but the memory was not mine.

[Therefore, to be forgotten also means the complete disappearance of that existence. Of course, just because some people forget you usually doesn't hurt you directly. But intentionally erasing it is different.]

A tentacled finger pricked my cheek.

[If so many people forget you at once and at the same time, your very existence may be erased from this world.]

For some reason, at the moment, I remembered Yoohyun, twenty-five years old, not my comfort. Lou laughed, saying that the lungs couldn't be so hard.

[Anyway, it may be difficult to swallow more than the memory of Han Yu-jin that I showed with your abilities.

[Only what you showed me wait.]

The sound of swallowing it. Chatterbox said six minutes.

[Then, you mean people will forget all the facts that I have returned to? My appearance before returning?]

[People with low grades~ If they become a high-ranking awakener, they won't be erased. Your existence value is much higher than S-class, but your stats are too low! So, it's hard to absorb all the memories of people with high levels of existence or value. They will be sparse or completely remembered.]

It was nice though. It would be quite annoying because the memories of advanced hunters remain, but where is this alone?

[Even if I survive safely here, I was worried about how to fix it, but I will take a breath.]

[But emotions remain.]

[ Huh?]

[The emotion that I felt when I saw you. Even if the memory disappears completely, some people will sympathize with Han Yu-jin, while others will feel anger for unknown reasons. It's easier to believe if someone argues for a regression. On the contrary, you can reject it more strongly.]

That's what memory is. Even if it passes by, it leaves its mark. Lou murmured like a puppet song.

[Even if I erase my memories, I cannot completely go back to before that. It has already changed.]

In the future, it will have no choice but to be different.

"4 minutes."

I heard the voice of Chatterbox. At the same time, memories flooded into me. All saw the same. However, all the memories I received were different. Some focused on the story before the regression, and others were more interested in the story after the regression.

Although it is my story, I also felt the memory of other people more clearly. We mourn at Yoohyun's death and are delighted with Yerim's performance. Some people fell in love with Peace. There were many memories of not believing what I saw and accepting it as an extension of the party or a show made.

[Look at this, I look like a complete villain.]

Han Yu-jin was eating Han Yoo-hyun with a mean expression. A little bit of laughter came to the memory of the bullshit before the return. There are people who try to believe this way until the end even if they show it all directly.

[ Is that really me?]

On the other hand, Han Yu-jin was also weak as if he would fall immediately if he hit it lightly. There were many appearances that changed differently enough to doubt that they were the same person. My head hurts at the endlessly pouring memories. The harmless king knocked on my shoulder.

[I can't see all of them. Do you break down and inspect each grain of rice while eating?]

Of course not. The egg inside of a spoonful of rice was swallowed without being able to see it properly. I stopped checking my memories and took it as if I was drinking water.

"2 minutes."

Gyeol held my shoulder tight. The fog of memories builds up. The power of the innocent king, Ru Ga Pye-ya. The presence of Chatterbox, which had been tightening the body with threat, faded. Still stronger than me. However, I felt that it wasn't enough to do it. It seemed that the rabbit in front of the tiger became a leopard.

1 minute.

Chatterbox's lips draw a distinct curve. I looked at me as if I had a ripening fruit in front.

"What is this again?"

Will be feeling. I have a power similar to the harmless king. Chatterbox's smile grew deeper.

"My fog."

What did you say.

"From the beginning to the end, you are bullshit. I don't have yours here!"

Before the remaining minute was completely consumed, I jumped into the chatterbox. The white fog moves along with me and wraps around Chatterbox's legs. He swung his fist toward his annoying face. Puck, it would be nice if there was a sound, but he avoided it lightly. At the same time.

Crush!

Dark red lines flew in. Aiming for Chatterbox, not me.

"The harmless king's, staff."

Chatterbox looked at me with satisfaction. Kreung, the monsters attacked the line and disappeared to pieces. A cane with a changed owner was held in my hand.

"Did you not refuse. But you have accepted the fog yourself."

"You idiot, this is my strength."

"It is the power of the fog."

"It is my memory that I have accumulated."

It wasn't the power that Chatterbox threw as if he was patronizing. It was the result of the memories Han Yu-jin accumulated one by one. But the Chatterbox guy didn't even pretend to hear it. I was satisfied and looked at me. There was still plenty of room for that attitude. I also knew. The fact that Chatterbox is still more advantageous.

[ Choi Seok-won has reached the SSS level with that much memory, but shouldn't I lightly pass the L-level?]

[The basic stats are low. And he was subordinate to me and gave his life~]

GNOME's stats. He watched Chatterbox without slowing down the tension. He still had no intention of killing me.

"Gyeolah, you have to hold onto it."

-Yes, Dad.

Float the staff next to me and take out the ruler's sword--

Wow!

"Oh!"

The blade came out slightly from the scabbard, and the flames collided with the fog. Embarrassed and put the sword back into the inventory.

[The property doesn't match. The fog is on the water side. It's too tough though. Is his personality a bit bad?]

Black dragon personality did not look good. Instead, he took out another A-class sword from his inventory. Chatterbox was still empty-handed. I said, Maze of the Labyrinth, so I'm weak in close combat. But I don't know--

"Now really."

" !"

Chatterbox appeared as if falling in front of me. Space movement? The moment I ran back and tried to avoid, my sense of magic and war prediction warned me. Hastily turned his feet and leaned forward. A hand in white gloves suddenly appeared where my neck was. The hand that caught the air disappears again. Rolling forward, spreading the distance, drawing the fog around.

A tall man appeared hazy through the fog. Space movement was special. Seong Hyeon-je's battle prediction was also weak in space movement. There was no time to counterattack because the time difference between prediction and movement was very small. At best, it was the best to avoid it.

[Don't you know the weakness of Chatterbox?]

[That's not the chatterbox I knew. I threw it all away.]

As Louga Pungya said, the chatterbox of the past disappeared as a sacrifice. So you're not even a wizard right now? Chatterbox, party organizer.

"I just need to modify the appearance."

Chatterbox's hand shook lightly. The wind rose. As they wander through the fog, they pour out sharply like dozens of blades.

Kagang! Caen!

I swung my sword and beat the wind. The wind blows through the ground and splits the trees. I was frowned upon at the scene where the surface of the rock was scattered. Are you trying to peel my skin off?

"I don't plan on doing more than a pack!"

Since then, the skin is pretty clean! I strongly kicked a tree trunk falling toward me. The tree that flew in the air shatters in front of the chatterbox. Jumped through the scattering tree fragments. He tried to tie the chatterbox with the dark red strings messy, but his figure disappeared in no time. I got down to the empty seat and quickly looked around. The guy who had moved to space unfolded the white dress.

"I'm curious about the interior of the drawer."

Damn, space movement is a scam. Besides, I couldn't get a sense of how to deal with the power of the harmless king. I strengthened my body, but is there any way to apply my memory to battle? Do you even make Lou's illusion of the ruin?

[Why do you use it like that?]

Lou was puzzled, pointing to the staff.

[ It is a counterfeit product, so it cannot be moved to space.]

It would be useful if you could move the space like when Lou wrote it before.

[It is not space movement. The leaf branches of the red haze tree are the trees of memory that I grew up. Each branch is called memory, regeneration of memory.]

What are you talking about. It looked like space movement, but no?

Kurreung, the ground shook. In an ominous feeling, he jumped up into the air and gathered thick fog under his feet. A round space appeared as the ground went down completely, scary to run out using the fog as a stepping stone. Wow, with the sound of the motor, the black hole began to suck in the dirt and fog around. My fog!

[The thing was originally there. To bring back memories of that past!]

What?

I took out the bomb and threw it into the hole. bang! The mist that had been sucked in with the explosion stopped. All the metallic strings hanging from the staff were shot into the hole. Kang, Kang Kang! A loud sound was continuously ringing, and the round space gradually cracked and then shattered.

- Dad!

When I barely wanted to take a sigh, the back neck became preoccupied. Chatterbox, who appeared right behind me, tries to grab his arm. I removed the fog under my feet and fell down as it was, avoiding his touch.

"Explain, please!"

[Even if I made it subordinate, I have never enlisted a disciple~]

"What is the disciple--"

[Hate?]

Teacher!

Cried out, rolling the floor. Pababak, wherever I was, there was a sharp piece of iron stuck in it. They looked like surgical scalpels.

[It does not move, it appears. There were apples on the table. I ate the apple, but the memory of the apple on the table remains the same. Bringing back that memory. Into reality.]

"You seem to like melee combat."

Chatterbox, who appeared in front of me again, reached out as if asking for a dance. Instead of holding that hand, he swung his sword. The palm of the chatterbox is turned over, and the back of the hand strikes the blade strongly. The other hand reaches for me staggering with recoil. Gyeol growl and kneel down, avoiding touch. He touched the ground with one hand and kicked towards Chatterbox's leg, but it disappeared in an instant.

"Remember, righteousness."

Realization. I remembered the ability of changeling. Previously, it was said that Gyeol's strength was amplifying the power of the harmless king, so the match was bad. In other words, it meant that it would also help me now.

"I gain strength through people's gaze, so do I."

Chatterbox opened his arms. Now this scene was still being reflected all over the world. A white glow appears around the chatterbox. What to do

puck!

"Hey!"

I suddenly felt a strong shock on my back. As I turned around and stepped back, the figure of Chatterbox was reflected in my eyes. Wait, is there also?

"Even one is jingle!"

"One entity appears in numerous spaces simultaneously. It is one of the characteristics of broadcasting."

I swung my sword. Fortunately, the video of Chatterbox easily cracked and faded away. It was much weaker than the body. The problem was that only the main body was detected, and the copy, that is, the broadcast video did not feel any movement.

"What else is there? The stage change?"

The land on which I was standing became a swamp. It changed again and became a metallic floor before it was even removed. With my two legs stuck. crazy.

"Because my career as a broadcast channel owner and party organizer is short, there is still some inexperience."

Are you saying you don't know your abilities well? Kaga River! He dug through the metal floor with a string of sword and staff.

[When I fought you, the nature of my strength had no choice but to be disadvantageous. I've never been in this world properly. But you fought here?]

Bring back your memories. Said Louga. I was here, remember. Chatterbox videos appeared. Through the overflowing fog.

Pajijik!

A powerful light splashed. It was an S-class electric current, but at the same time as the light splashed, the memory was regenerated. Keep going, as far as I can reach, dozens of times. Even Chatterbox closed his eyes to the overlapping and overlapping light by adding the amplification effect of Changeling. The videos shatter and disappear. I reached for my cane.

[Memory is everywhere. You said that the string on the stick was the memory itself?

So. Dozens of lines have disappeared. And appeared. Chatterbox moved to space.

Boo profit!

There was also a memory. Chatterbox's hem was torn long. Following.

Tsarruk-.

Dozens of golden chains spread in all directions, preventing the chatterbox from moving in space.

Kwa-Aang!

Originally dozens of bombs, now close to a thousand, exploded at once.

korean novel the S-Classes that i raised 594

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