CH 597

Chapter 597 End of Party (6)

Gyeolah, close your eyes.

-It's okay, Dad! I want to see you too!

You shouldn't expose your child too much to a violent environment. It was a problem from bringing it to the party... .

As I approached, Chatterbox woke up. Before he corrected his posture, he threw his fists. Poop! Chatterbox's head spins with a cheerful sound. Oh, my hand hurts. Then he bent his knees and kicked. Chatterbox's arms are urgently trying to block the knees aiming for the best. He reached for his upper body, which was bent naturally, and grabbed his head. Then I put my weight on it and crushed it down.

His long body is struggling, and then he goes forward. He raised his legs high and tried to slam his back with his heels, but this time he rolled the floor and avoided. As it was in vain, he stepped on the ground and kicked his rolling body with the other foot.

"Keep!"

You, haven't you ever fought with your body?

Look at the tumult because of the loss of stats. Even if there were any, it must have been at least hundreds of years ago. After becoming a transcendent, have you tried fighting properly? It would have been over if I had a hard hand.

The chatterbox was about to stand up again, and it poked me in the cracks. His legs bent, and soon he kneels without strength. I poked my knees toward the lower jaw in a good position to hit. Paak! With the sound of the jaw falling out, it flutters back.

"It looks like it's unilaterally harassing a weak child, so it looks like that."

" Weak, weak... ."

"I'm weak, no matter who sees."

I took out my gun. Chatterbox spit blood to see if he had bitten his tongue. The bruises started to appear on the beaten face already. Still, his eyes were still fiercely open.

"Han, Eugene."

Huh. Han Yujin."

The muzzle was aimed at Chatterbox's forehead. His trembling jaw spewed out laughter. It was like crying because of the distorted voice.

"I'm going to die from you, like this!"

That's because you hit Han Yu-jin.

Cook, instead of pulling the trigger, he stabbed his forehead with his muzzle. Chatterbox's eyes were distorted.

"The funeral of the harmless king? Not anymore. This party was Han Yu-jin's fight from start to finish."

I took the beginning and the end. No harmless king, of course, no chatterbox.

"Han Yujin's party."

It was a party for me. Anyone who has watched the party will admit it.

"That's, that's--!"

"Even Chatterbox even let him exit himself, right? There was a lot of work in vain~"

No!!

Chatterbox screamed like a scream at the energy collected by the gun. His eyes swayed dizzyingly, and Lou found the ruin. I stared at her looking a little away.

"The harmless king! Please, even the last!"

why me?

Luga Pungya tilted her head. Chatterbox's expression completely collapsed. Fingers scratched the floor amidst deep staining despair.

"The tea time partner I knew disappeared. I have received something, so I would have thought about it if he asked for it~"

"Is that so?"

It is the result of giving up on one's own, not anyone else. Even so, the face of Chatterbox, which was pale, became even more white. Dirt escapes through his fingers. Is there another Transcendental who has disappeared so miserably? Even if he was beaten by the same F-class, Diarmado Lou was himself until the end.

But Chatterbox couldn't hold anything.

"You won't have anything left. Even if a manastone comes out, it will be erased as a secondary."

I had no intention of leaving that essence. I don't know if I'll leave it right.

" I, I!"

There was nothing more to hear. It was just a scream of meaningless flurry.

He raised his hand and pulled the trigger, covering his eyes sitting on his shoulder. Chatterbox's head disappeared. Then he fired a second shot at his snarling body. The shattered body flickers and clumps like a ghost.

[ Han Yujin]

"It's tenacious."

[I curse you as a transcendent of one time.]

bang! Matan broke through the ghost and broke the tree. When I see the curse, it seems like I'm about to die.

[You will also disappear without meaning. You will be forgotten and abandoned by your world!]

Are you done?

The ghost shook.

"Thank you for cursing me only."

-Dad! Not even Dad!

Sorry sorry. But I have the highest curse resistance."

If it were a cool chatterbox, I would have tried to hurt Yoohyun or the people around me. But it seemed that he couldn't afford to think about it.

"I don't really believe in such a curse."

I fired again. The shape of the ghost was scattered by the wind caused by the magic. Took, a gemstone fell to the ground. I still give you.

Kurreong!

"Ugh!"

It began to shake everywhere, terrifyingly to pick up the gemstone. It wasn't just an earthquake. The space itself was collapsing.

"Now, wait a second! How do I get out of here? Others!"

Chatterbox guy, maybe this is the result of that curse! The shaking got stronger. Trees fall, sky darkens, and long cracks. Fragments of the cloud poured down like rain.

"It seems a little different from the dungeon reset~ It seems that other people have gone outside. I can't feel it except you and that kid."

It was a good thing that everyone was okay.

"Then we? Are we automatically letting go?"

"Well, maybe."

Lou said, as Pungya looked closely at my face.

"I don't think I can. You killed the dungeon owner. Then you will also take away your normal authority."

authority?

Huh. But you don't have any abilities as a dungeon manager. So it looks like it's collapsing like this. To get out, you can make the door yourself."

how!

Come out the moon! Should I do it? It's not Myeongwoo and I don't know anything here!

"Ah, the authority has been transferred, so you can have party rewards too~"

Really? Good No, you have to survive before that to receive the goods!"

To avoid it, he pulled out the harmless king's drawer. But it didn't work.

"It's because this space itself is a mess."

Luga Pungya floated leisurely and explained.

"It looks like it was used for evacuation, but the drawers are not universal. Since it is a kind of space movement, it cannot be used if it is interfered with the spatial action. Even when the space is unstable like now, it doesn't work for safety."

What? Damn it! Gyeolah, I'm just stuck with my dad!"

- Yes.

You can't just trust drawers. He hugged Gyeol in his arms and looked around nervously. The trees rumble and the ground cracks. Incontinence began to spread even where I was standing.

Will I be able to endure it with grace? If it wasn't just a shock, but if it fell into the water or even the air disappeared, there was no choice. It doesn't end here like this. Wouldn't the transcendental people who manage newcomers or other dungeons help? Wasn't it the dungeon that Bae Ryun Son gave out in the first place!

Kurreung, Kugung!

The sound of everything collapsing everywhere resonated. I tried to stay calm and checked my inventory. There was an underwater activity item. It's a fall. Grace is enough... I'm going to pack an oxygen respirator in my Myeongwoo pocket! Why didn't you think of it. First, I'm trying to empty the potion bottle and fill it with air.

"Shall I use this~"

Louga Lungya kissed my forehead and reached out in front of my eyes. I closed my eyes reflexively. Let your hand rub over your eyelids and open your eyes again.

" Here."

I was standing in a dark space where I don't know. As if it would disappear anytime soon, the translucent Luga Pung-ya moves in the sky as if floating in the water.

"If the dungeon is completely gone, it will be moved somewhere in your world. Although the place is random~"

Did you help me? I don't know what kind of whim it was suddenly.

Thanks! I will set up a ritual to break the real upper leg! What would you like? Huh?

We will take care of you every year without forgetting! But when is the due date? First of all, it was a Japanese dungeon, but it was revived both in the Chinese dungeon and here as well. Luga Pungya closed one eye and touched her eyelid.

"It was as it was. That's why."

Ah ."

Come to think of it, you didn't write what you said you would help me with. Thanks to this, although Lou had reappeared, it couldn't be seen that he used it.

"I said, "message."

"Because the message is also a memory. It's a piece of my power. I've used it all up now!"

The appearance of Louga Pungya became more and more blurred. It was a little disappointing that I was leaving.

" It's gone so far, is it really the last one? Are you okay though? Even if it's not real, though."

"Anyway, fakes can't last long. Or it will change. It's better to finish it neatly, right?"

You change?

Huh. I did an experiment. If I clone my body and completely transfer my memories, will I become a real person?"

It was eerie, but it was an experiment that jellyfish could do.

"The clones made so looked exactly the same as the original. But sooner or later, it suddenly died, or it gradually became different from the original. I remember clearly saying that I like blue, but there were times when red got better and my eyesight went up or down. It even changed her sexual taste."

Eventually, Lou shrugged, saying that they had the same appearance and memories of the past, but became completely different people.

"The people around me also started to feel different. There were people who showed strong rejection even though they were deceived."

Her words reminded me of Yoohyun and me in the dungeon.

" Then, the people in the dungeon too."

"That's different."

Lou shook his head.

"Beings originating from the power of the source cannot be strictly referred to as replicas. Definitely from the moment it leaves the position of the monster disappearing after being reset. Because you and you in the dungeon were created by the same source. It's complicated to explain in detail, but it's more of a division rather than cloning. You said you were 29? Would you say that the 29-year-old was divided into two, one remained in the dungeon and the other became you as you are now? From that point on, I became two different people."

"It was the past before the regression?"

"Can't you do anything about the power that created this world? Even time must have originated from the source~ I understand it roughly."

Anyway, he and his younger brother must live well. Then, Yoohyun now and Yoohyun before returning. I have gone a different path since I was 20 years old when I returned... Are they two? I was already feeling different. It has changed a lot.

"Memory makes up a person, but just because you have the same memory, you cannot become that person. What is fixed is the past, and the future keeps changing. So, in the end, I am different from the dead me."

The king of harmless smile smiled, saying there was no regret because it was different.

"Well, should I say goodbye? I was very fond of it."

Why? I'm a memory~ And it spread to this world. It could get blurry as it is, but there's no law that says it shouldn't pop out again."

And. Lou smacked my head as if he was stroking my head.

"You will remember it too. You said you were serving a rite?"

" Are you coming to eat sashimi?"

There seemed to be nothing strange even if he appeared like a ghost. No, it really seemed to pop out. Gyeol-i-ga Lou reached out one forefoot toward the lungs.

-I'll do it twice. I fought before, but this time my dad helped.

okay. I wonder how you will grow up! Since the fairy bell is greatly influenced by its caregivers, it will surely be completed for a fairy dragon you see for the first time."

Regret, regret, and Lou muttered. He was truly an unchanging transcendent.

"Oh, can you teach me how to use drawers before they disappear? What did Jangakdo do?"

"I was originally told to take only items. Um."

Louga Pungya circulated around me.

"It's not just what you teach, but if you are like this, the range that can be handled naturally will increase? The mana engraving was also mixed a little more."

okay?

Huh. And take care of yourself~ Be careful for a while."

Louga Pyeya's words became grim.

- It was too much, Dad.

"Well, for now, you have to live and watch. I'll go home and take a rest. Really. The party is over."

I have to take my reward and go home. I think I have a lot of wealth, can I have it? It's not the legacy of Chatterbox, it's my spoils.

"It's all done!"

To put it lightly, the appearance of the chatterbox disappeared without any time to regret. After that, my consciousness also darkened.

"Name me."

I opened my eyes to an unfamiliar voice. A boy with black hair, red pupils, cherished a little furry beast, was looking down at me. The face was very familiar.

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