A Sleepy Summoner Wants To Rest

148 – 3. The World Only Rest Knows (4)

#146

Instead of harvesting crude souls separately, burn them as fuel to add strength to energy.

The aura that was condensed in the grip and shimmering close to crimson became closer to purple. It was affected by the power of the soul that had just been put into it.

The guys who started shimmering faintly like a cloud of fog at his feet are more concentrated.

The more I swung my arm, the stronger it became. That put a strain on his arm, but he didn’t mind.

“Again.”

Sparks flew in the air as if in response to my words.

Immediately after that, without a system message, the tiger I had knocked down sprang out again from the open crack, but the tiger could not even set foot on the ground and was slashed with his single sword.

As expected, it was a crude soul. They rub their souls and make them collide with each other as if they are quenching. Even the condensed things are burned to add strength. What used to glow brightly in purple gradually turned black.

“Weak. Again.”

The rift in the sky narrowed instantly, as if defying my empty-sounding words.

[Dungeon Clear]

[Acquire [Incomplete Storm Seed] As a reward…]

A system message was about to be displayed, such as saying that this is the end, or eating or leaving.

[…Weak?]

However, it is suddenly caught by an old tree protruding from the side and comes to a halt.

Without any warning, the tree appeared. It takes root in the air and catches and stops cracks that keep disappearing.

He existed there as if it was very natural for him to be here.

No, that’s not just an old tree. It was a bare, rough, wrinkled arm like a tree, but clearly human.

Kikigeek, Gigigeek

The crack tried to disappear as if resisting a gripped arm, but rather cracked in the air and the result was that it was torn apart and forcibly opened.

[The inexplicable fetish goes beyond the subject.]

The old man’s distorted voice is annoying. Just listening to it twists the mind and body and gives off a mysterious ominous feeling that denies the very fact of wanting to exist in this place.

My body is heavy. I felt as if something huge was pressing me down, and at the same time, I was going to go somewhere deep and endlessly.

When I came to my senses, I could see through the shadows that engulfed my surroundings that I was trying to devour my body and make it my own.

Being manipulated by someone else is enough once.

Resist without being impatient. The current country can do it.

With my own strength, no one else’s.

The milky-white flames that flowed back from the inside of my body, from the level of my soul, burned the twigs clinging to my body and instantly rejected the [Concept] Contained in them.

In the meantime, I’ve refined myself. As if I will not forgive any further invasion, flames swell all over my body.

[…Tsk.]

Then the sound of clicking the tongue echoed from the other side.

The already completed mental barrier is not easily broken. Even if it is hard to break it, the next time is not enough.

If it were me before, my ego would have been completely bleached the moment I faced it. And it must have turned into a doll that he can handle at will.

The reason I was able to escape from that person’s power was simply because that person’s power wasn’t perfect. The arm holding the crack crackles as if caught in noise, twists and turns back again and again.

That@$! Let’s do it#@ ＜#$@Hae$^@ Damn$^Are you $*%＞!! That @%^ is something we condone, and %# is too strong…

[It’s noisy. The puppet is silent and waits for it to be recorded in this body.]

I didn’t miss a single moment and looked at it face to face. Then he twisted the corner of his mouth and smiled.

“You must be running out of time.”

[You are arrogant. How can a person who does not even know his own insignificance understand the meaning of artificiality?]

“I will return those words as they are. Dumb guy.”

[…It’s something to marvel at. Say it. End times. Even the little things in the well know humility. As expected, this power is too much for you.]

With those words, the identity of the subject became half-assured.

That is clearly different from the one called ‘Teriel’.

In either case, she’s closer to Lee Se-rin. But she is essentially different from her.

He takes for granted what was given to him as if it were his own. He is demonstrating that power by using what is built on the basis of something as his own image.

Unlike me, who has built up everything from one to ten as mine, the author should see what has been solidly built up as having personality.

As an analogy… Yes, it’s a constellation. The guys who often appear in the constellations that I often saw in novels.

A hero of the past left in the records of history, and at the same time a specter still living in the past.

‘Actually, he’s the closest thing to the guy I have to kill.’

My eyes slowly narrowed.

Can you kill me now? No.

It is not enough to withstand that power right now.

Is that a place I can reach? Yes.

If you can fully advance the path you have walked so far, you can definitely reach that point.

No, it’s not just reachable. You can get to that place quickly. To achieve what I want, I have to go much further than that. I had that intuition.

Koo-wook

Then there is nothing to be afraid of.

If there is something to protect, hesitation is poison. As I see other things fading away, I move forward first.

Pajik, Pajik!

Magic energy resonates. The soul screams and trembles. Recognition of the target is over.

‘I can do it.’

No, you should.

Now that his powers have fallen from an incomplete state is a golden opportunity to skip the meaningless thing called time.

Use all the power you have.

“You are overdeserving and sleeping, and that is a legitimate right I got. It’s not an area that you and the like can’t talk about.”

Wait time. I turn my attention away from directing his nerves entirely to that one.

Awesome!

Information that has settled in the side of my head that I can’t fully recall comes to mind. They are assembled and combined together with my experiences to thoroughly identify the object.

Mountain.

The boundary of the target that seemed impossible to kill is divided. I saw the range that I could cut now.

Sea.

Digging further. Every time I checked his true body, his soul could not withstand the attack and took damage. Urgently balancing other ghosts with riches.

The library.

Blood rushed up his neck, but he forced himself to swallow it. I can’t see anything weak. Rather ridicule A fishy smile settles on his pale, distorted face.

[Bark hard. This power originally belonged to this body, so it is very natural that mine return.]

“Puheuk, why don’t you honestly say that you are ashamed of being killed by me? At best, obsessing over imitations is also funny.”

Make fun of it. Fooling the target, fooling the world.

“Above all, if you want to play Sinseonnori, throw away even that greedy desire. A half-punch who can’t even act.”

[…A frivolous clown is so arrogant.]

“Who is looking at who is a clown?”

The subject’s expression changes as he shrugs his shoulders and trembles. That is enough.

Look at me. Then I will be watching you too.

Use your mana as your instinct guides you. In the first place, since there is no such thing as mine that is complete in my power, it is rather simple to make everything appear to be mine.

If you don’t have enough, borrow it. Add if necessary.

Combining them together is cumbersome. It would be painful to separate them one by one, and I didn’t want to return them to their original state, which were only beginning to have diversity as a single entity.

Then let’s wrap everyone up.

It is not simply adding. To paint over Just like killing someone paints their lifespan on my body.

It’s not much different from what I’ve done so far. Even more so, they are guys you can trust. Rather, who else would trust them if not me?

I am the only one in this world who can carry them alone.

It is my duty and stubbornness.

Hive.

The shadow shimmers and a white bone mask sits on the face. If I give an order right away, an army that will leap out will be placed under me.

Carlion, Ceres, Siege, Haze.

Hellfire and milky energy are added to the blue flames that even chew and swallow the soul. As the forces that cannot be combined are added, a twist is created, but the twist is re-twisted to arrange the shape.

When I added an image to it, the three-color flames that looked like they would explode at any moment coalesced and faded to a pale gray.

Echidna, Growl, Ea.

The intensity of my physical body is too weak to confine my mighty power. Because of that, it slowly starts to get crowded. Okay. Even if it breaks, it’s enough to recover faster than that.

The body changes into an optimal form. Harder, more elegant. It goes beyond enduring strength and changes so that it can be fully contained and wielded.

Comet, Bina.

There is no realistic way to rewrite the original limitations in real time. Therefore, it makes up for the lacking part with contradiction and substantiality.

A coercive yet delicate power rushes through the whole body. In this instant, I add up my everything.

[Union?! How can you mix up like that and still maintain your ego?! What is it! What the hell is that power?!]

The mood of the guy who was expressing until just now changes.

[Blow right away!! Give me that power. Right now!!!]

Sanhaekyung.

The Basic Book (莖冊) that records countless Chinese myths.

Even though it covered all the vast land and sea, in the end, it was not possible to achieve the long-awaited will of reconciliation.

Since so many records have been added, it is even more impossible to concede them all. The basis of the guy is the book. A book is a thing to be recorded, and the subject of the record is a human being.

And history always belongs to the winners. Regardless of the factual relationship, it is always altered to suit the taste of the winner.

Since it is always dotted with lies and façades, no matter how much time passes, it is the crystallization of Jung-gu Heating that can never be harmonized.

That is the essence of a guy.

That’s why, to him, my appearance is the ideal itself. It is understandable to be so excited because I witnessed in front of my eyes the sight of the different things I had dreamed of being added together for the sake of a single one.

Because even I am delighted by its ‘humanity’.

I’m really glad. Because you, incomprehensible beings, are more human than anyone else.

I am a summoner.

And summoners are basically humane tactics.

Originally, it would be impossible, but all of my summons are created based on my soul. In fact, it is said that they are different from my limbs, only the shape is different.

So if you put your mind to it, it’s normal to be able to wear it like this for granted.

Isn’t that right? Damn you guys who are still watching this.

Thump!!

Stamp your feet. Take a stance The goal is clear.

Separate the world that is not the target.

What is lacking in my current world is a solid foundation. So don’t take the one that will be under it.

“If it were you, would you tell me?”

One line.

I drew the world along the horizontal boundary separating the sky and the earth.