Chapter 214

Chapter 214 - Beserk's Heart (2)

“This is...”

Overwhelming power overflowing throughout the body.

Jincheol Ryu spread both hands and looked down.

Dark red magic was leaking out of both hands that looked down.

Ryu Jin-cheol slowly turned his gaze and looked at the fallen star.

The darkness was unconscious and motionless.

Ryu Jin-cheol was a talented person who competed for the top among S-class hunters.

He is also a skilled person close to the cataclysm hero.

But it was infinitely close.

could never reach

Despite his struggles over the past few decades, Ryu Jin-cheol could not surpass the cataclysmic hero.

The gap between Ryu Jin-cheol and the hero of the cataclysm was a difference that could not be mentioned.

But now.

The hero of the cataclysm, Dark Star, was not an opponent.

none other than yourself.

“Is this the power of the end...”

Ryu Jin-cheol shuddered at the power he felt through his whole body.

But at the same time, Ryu Jin-cheol knew.

The magical power of Beserk's heart.

That the magic power was gnawing away at his existence.

The unrefined magic of Beserk had one vitality.

A dragon's heart is what a dragon is all about.

Since the heart was absorbed without any purification process,

Ryu Jin-cheol's magical power and Beserk's magical power conflicted with each other, causing a backlash.

and the winner.

“Cool...!”

Of course, it was Beserk's magic.

Soon after, the suppressed magical power is released.

And Ryu Jin-cheol's body is torn to shreds.

predestined death.

The moment he took power,

Ryu Jin-cheol's destruction was decided.

In the beginning, this power was not allowed to humans. A power

that can be taken but

cannot be taken.

Ryu Jin-cheol could personally feel the true meaning of the words.

Ryu Jin-cheol slowly looked away.

There stood a great voice, a being wearing a long robe pressed down.

“How much time do I have left?”

Then, as if to answer, a great voice spat out its will.

【It will depend on how much you endure.】

Jincheol Ryu said with a smile.

“Are you avoiding it now? funny dude. After all, didn’t you already know the future?”

The great voice raised its head slightly.

Because of that, the darkness covered by the hood of the robe was slightly revealed.

Still, for some reason, I couldn't see the face properly.

The great voice looked at Ryu Jin-cheol in silence.

Then he slowly turned his head into the air.

【Now...】

And a word that continued.

[It is no longer visible.]

The fate of the dimension that was scheduled for the end.

Its fate became unclear at some point.

To be precise, it hadn't been seen since the disappearance of the eldritch.

The great voice stared into the void.

Ryu Jin-cheol stared blankly at such a great voice.

what does that mean

Ryu Jin-cheol does not know the details.

In the first place, the very existence of a great voice was a mystery.

There was a lot to hide, and

there was nothing suspicious about it.

That's why when the great voice approached, Ryu Jin-cheol did not believe the great voice.

Even at this moment, Jincheol Ryu does not believe in great voices.

Nevertheless, Ryu Jin-cheol eventually took Beserk's heart and

joined the Great Voice's plan.

The reason was not particularly special.

Because it didn't matter anyway.

After running away as if being kicked out of Korea.

Ryu Jin-cheol's purpose was always one.

The ruin of Kim Seo-jun, who took everything he had.

As long as it could bring destruction to Kim Seo-joon, it didn't matter.

Even if you become a sacrifice yourself.

“I will ask you one last time.”

A great voice gently turned its head.

The face is still invisible.

Jincheol Ryu put his hand on his chest and slowly opened his mouth.

“Why did it have to be me?”

【Because you were the one who met the conditions of the consciousness the most.

】

The great voice had no answer.

Ryu Jin-cheol let out a laugh.

In fact, what does it mean now?

There was only one thing that was important to Ryu Jin-cheol.

“With this, Seojun Kim. Are you sure you can destroy him?”

pounding!

At the same time, Beserk's heart throbbed greatly.

As if he was reacting to the name Kim Seo-joon.

[Who the hell...? No, what about this perfect heart?]

And even such a fire seemed hard to believe.

A phenomenon that even transcendentalists cannot believe.

that means that.

At least it was not difficult to see that it was the work of a being who had heard of the transcendence like Hwa-ta.

‘Hmm...'

Seojun thought for a moment.

Because there was only one being who could do such a thing.

Seo-joon asked Hwa-ta.

“Then you can’t use the dragon even if you take that heart?”

[That's not it. This dragon's heart is perfect on its own. The only thing that has been separated is the power contained within it.]

In a word, it means that only mana has been divided into 1/3.

At Hwa-ta's words, Seo-joon looked slightly surprised.

‘This is only 1/3 of the magic power.'

So, just how good was Beserk?

Seojun shook his head.

[However, the work has become more complicated. I guess... I think I should invite the two of you.]

At Hwa-ta's words, Seo-joon slowly nodded.

Here and there.

The need to absorb Beserk's heart has not changed.

Seojun slightly turned his head to look at his mentor.

< Yup! Leave that to me! >

Then the mentor raised his hand confidently and shouted.

Before long, the mentor manipulated Seo-jun's smartphone.

After that little time passed.

[Nice to meet you. Call it a version.]

[It's Paracelsus.]

An unfamiliar voice came from somewhere.

An oriental-style old man and a western-style middle-aged man were standing there.

It is none other than Platinum and Paracelsus.

It was not very difficult to tell the two apart because of their distinct impressions.

and.

[Hmm?]

[What is it?]

At that moment, Pyeonjak and Paracelsus showed a puzzled expression.

It was a natural reaction since there were three transcendental people in one place.

“That's it....”

Seo-joon briefly explained the current situation to Pyeon-jak and Paracelsus.

[Dragon's heart?]

[Dragon heart?]

Seo-joon slightly turned his head to look at Hwa-ta instead of answering the question.

Then Hwa-ta took a step forward and showed the two people the heart of Beserk in his hand.

The twinkling light and the eyes of Paracelsus.

[Huh...?]

[My God, such a perfect dragon heart?]

As expected, Pyeonjak and Paracelsus also didn't differ much from Hwata's reaction.

Hwata smiled coolly and slowly opened her mouth.

[So I want you to do this with the two of you.]

Pyeonjak and Paracelsus nodded happily.

[Heh heh heh. Rather, I am grateful for inviting me to such an honorable event.]

[Sounds like fun. Let's try it.]

And they said that the horns were also sweet.

Pyeonjak and Paracelsus began examining Beserk's heart closely.

After some time passed, each of them uttered one word at a time.

[There is vitality in magic itself. If it is absorbed like this, a collision will occur inside the user.]

[Then, the mana must be suppressed or reduced to natural mana.] [The

purpose is to absorb, so it is better to reduce mana to natural mana than to suppress mana. Did you?]

[I guess so. However, it takes a little bit of magic loss during the refining process.]

[Hmm... that has to be taken into account.]

[No, there's no need for that. There is a way to amplify the total amount while reducing it to natural magic.]

[Has there been such a method in Ho-Oh Alchemy?]

The three of them started a discussion with such unknown stories.

Seojun listened roughly and quickly turned off his mind.

They are people who have entered the ranks of transcendence because they could not reach the peak in their respective fields.

Even if Seojun didn't care, he would take care of it.

‘Even if I wanted to care in the first place, I don't know what he was talking about.'

Seo-joon let out a smile.

And just then.

< Ah, Kim Seo-joon. Right now, a lot of causal is being consumed per hour. Do you know? >

As if the mentor had forgotten, he started talking to Seo-joon.

Seojun nodded as if it were natural.

“Sure. Roughly... about 30 billion?”

That would be the case, Hwata's premium lecture was 10 billion won per hour.

Since Byeonjak and Paracelsus were added to this, a rough calculation yielded about 30 billion won per hour.

however.

< Ah, that's it... >

Why was the mentor's expression unusual?

The mentor hesitated for a moment before slowly opening his mouth.

< Instructor Pyeonjak and Instructor Paracelsus opened a course on alchemy and alchemy, not alchemy. Besides, it's not a premium lecture, it's just a lecture... >

Shocked.

At the words of such a mentor, Seo-joon shivered.

To put it simply, it meant that 30 billion won was over.

Seojun swallowed and said.

“So... how much is it?”

The mentor raised one index finger and shouted loudly.

< All three of them together make 1 trillion per hour! >

“......”

Seo-joon was speechless for a moment.