I Became a Fortune Teller in a Game My Sister Made

230 – 45. Pseudo

Can still move.

You can still fight.

It was thanks to Abel that made him possible.

Job Skill .

Abel was able to break through tens of millions of gates and even destroy the Pentagon, perhaps the most powerful force in this place.

Abel generously shared his remaining strength with me and another me.

“It’s a power that I can’t maintain anyway.”

That wasn’t wrong. It was a power that was difficult to maintain, as I deliberately re-established the conditions of absolute goodness through the plan I had laid before leaving for the United States.

Be for the world, fight to protect someone, aim your sword only at evil, show no mercy to your enemies, always act for good.

The light of , Which can only be used under five strict conditions, was gradually fading away.

“…Why? I don’t know much about heroes, and I don’t know much about absolute goodness, but it seems like the conditions I just mentioned are met.”

“It’s because of the third condition.”

“……You’re not saying those bastards aren’t evil, are you?”

“That’s not true, I think it’s because the former god has actually fused with that black mass.”

“I was born again by sacrificing the , So you’re saying it’s not evil?”

“The black mass probably has little self-consciousness. Isn’t it judged to be neither good nor evil?”

“That’s so tricky.”

It is not a skill that can only be used on gates and monsters for no reason. There is only instinct without reason, and unless they are monsters that have ‘invaded’ from another world, there is a high possibility that any opponent will violate any one of the five conditions.

You probably can’t use it against Hector Arthur, the principal, or the emperor.

Moreover, since the Pope is over there, even if Is used, it will not apply to the Pope.

So, Abel delivered the last remaining power of With the previous slash.

This itself is just pure power, so it cannot be used to restore the body.

“Jisoo.”

The reverberations of Were able to heal us through the intervention of Jisoo, who was still in the divine position even though he had almost exhausted his strength.

Both I and I were seriously injured, so we were unable to fully recover.

Still, it was more than enough to burn the last flame.

[Fortune teller, usurper, warrior……….]

“Where did I go? You bastard.”

[Yes, a failure. You…… This is really unpleasant. The others had at least the minimum qualifications to fight against me, but something like a failed experiment…… !!]

“…It’s just an experiment?”

[It was originally intended to create a fortune teller, the brother of the usurper, but what was the result? You are not the fortune teller over there. It is just a far inferior and inferior failure.]

“……………….”

[Have you ever fought him and won even once? In theory, I gave you a body equivalent to that of a combat class, the abilities of a , And a high brain. A person who can easily overpower a fortune teller simply by looking at his abilities is making such a fuss.]

“……………….”

[But…… I am a very merciful being.]

Cracked.

The pseudo-former god stretched out one of his many arms and whispered with a smile.

The hand was spread out gently as if to grab it.

[If you betray them even now, I will grant you what you wish.]

“What do I…Want?”

[That’s obvious. I will help you become the real Namgoong Min. It is not impossible to take back the throne from the usurper.]

“……………….”

Another me approaches the hand.

Abel and Jisoo immediately tried to move, but I reached out my hand and stopped them.

[It would be good to thoroughly make fun of Namgoong Min’s life. Turn back time and you can enroll in the Romance Academy. [We are reaching out to people in special occupation classes who talk about unusual friendships, love, etc.]

“……….”

[I will let you enjoy everything that Namgoong Min got. Women’s love, men’s friendship, wealth, honor. I’ll put everything in your hands. It will be a success, not a failure!]

“……….”

Another me reaches out my hand.

I had the feeling that I would grab his hand and betray him at any moment.

Still, I didn’t move.

[Oh yes! Your parents were there too. I will make them again too. Other than that, I will grant you everything you want!]

“f*ck, can’t you hear me?”

[What?]

“f*ck you.”

Quad.

Another me holds hands.

However, as soon as you catch it, twist that hand.

Tear it off.

[Sigh!?]

“What? On behalf of Namgoong Min? Turn back time? You’re sitting here laughing.”

[Failure…… Work………… !!]

“There’s only one thing I want.”

──Killing you.

“Become a puppet again? I’d rather die. That’s… Not ‘Namgoong Min’.”

Namgoong Min, who carelessly threw the torn off arm, took out a card and aimed it.

The memory that was cut out must have been quite shocking, so for a moment, Saebi was shocked.

“Well said, me.”

“…I’m noisy.”

“……This is…A…Quite…A pleasant… Sight…”

“Hero, this is my first time meeting you, but let me ask you. Why are you cheerful?”

“…I thought it would be funny to throw it among the wealthy…Superpower…The princess…And the saint.”

“……Hey, is that kind of personality for a hero?”

“Of course not at first, it gradually changed.”

“f*ck you.”

Great wealth, superpower, princess, saint.

I wondered if there was some trauma to those names, and I too trembled for a moment and then gritted my teeth.

“Well, it’s still reassuring. Hero, you take charge of the Pope.”

“…I believe…This person…Is Namgoong Min…”

“Ah! Hey, then you tell me! We both have a grudge against that damn bastard, so borrowing someone else’s help… I’d like to put it off until later, if possible.”

“I agree.”

No matter what anyone says, I want to personally blow that pseudo bastard’s face.

…… Above all, Abel was the only one who could stop the Pope in the first place.

“Hero, please do whatever you can to stop the Pope. It won’t take long for either us or them anyway.”

Two fortune tellers say they have recovered but are far from perfect.

A pseudo bastard that seems to regenerate infinitely.

If there is a decision, it will be instantaneous no matter which direction it takes.

Abel’s answer was not heard.

I ran straight ahead.

Chaengkang!!

The Holy Sword collides with the Deployed by the Pope, and the shield that blocks anything in the world is immediately broken.

The Pope, who had taken a step back behind the cult, rose into the air with a bitter smile due to a power beyond imagination.

“Do you want to play with this old man?”

“……………….”

“Silence… That’s good. God, I will keep the hero at bay.”

[Those two guys are enough for me…… !!]

“…I have no doubt that it will be enough.”

Special skill :

As the Pope extends his hand towards the attacking Abel, a huge mirror-shaped sphere appears in the air and surrounds them.

Space isolation to prevent Abel from using his hands against the pseudo and at the same time allow him to compete purely one-on-one.

Amman As it was, the opponent was the Pope, one of the strongest figures in the world, so it wasn’t that I wasn’t worried.

My nose was too big to just worry about.

[Fortune teller, failure…… !! Everyone die!!!]

The arms sprouting from all parts of the body become insanely long and sweep across the temple.

It seems like they won’t even allow access like they did a little while ago.

It protects itself by keeping a few arms, but it creates more arms and swings them.

“Avoid it on your own!”

“I’m moving on!”

Another me, with excellent physical abilities from the beginning.

I spread out and avoided them with the help of the still effective , Reinforcing magic, and supernatural powers.

I am on the left, and the other is on the right.

The pseudo bastard must have decided to only care about us instead of Jisoo, and was pulling out thorns with his whip-like arms.

“What the f*ck!”

Poop!

The main body extends its arms, and sharp thorns sprout from the extended arms and shoot out in all directions.

At the same time, the arms that were swinging with thorns were destroying the majestic temple like a mace.

More than 10 arms swing at different angles and speeds, creating chaos everywhere.

‘ Is a truly ridiculous skill.’

You got through all of this with one slash?

Even if Abel swings the holy sword with all his might right now, he won’t be able to show the same majesty as before.

At the same time, it was proof that he was not yet a god.

No matter how much the Is, in the end, as long as it is a skill, it will not be able to defeat the Creator.

‘I can’t possibly approach it…’ … !’

First of all, we were able to avoid it somehow, but with two fortune tellers who had no skills or abilities related to combat, there were clear limitations.

Boom!

“Whoa!?”

“Hey!!!”

[You got caught.]

Changerang.

Even though I dodged the arm and only grazed one of the thorns on it, the impact alone sent my body flying far away.

At the same time, the necklace containing , Which had helped me avoid several attacks, broke and rolled on the floor.

Is not a skill I have acquired, but a skill that can only be used while wearing that artifact.

I had forgotten about it for a while while using it as one body, but as soon as the necklace was broken, the pupils shedding bloody tears returned to their original state.

My vision has now been reduced to that of a criminal.

“Ah…….”

I need to pick it up, but I can’t.

Despite the wound on my arm where the thorn cut it, it is difficult to even breathe out.

How many seconds did he lie down like that?

The attack that was aimed at two people is completely focused on one person.

[First one.]

In an instant, most of the arms come together like a rope and twist together to create a huge hammer.

Just put the hammer in the fallen me──

General Skills

“──Cough!”

Avoid it somehow.

Thanks to the skill activated in a split second, I was able to escape into subspace, but even though I had to hurry back, I couldn’t stop the hemoptysis.

Not only did my arm hurt, it felt like my internal organs were in a concussion when I flew and rolled.

My stomach feels twisted and I’m sweating like crazy. My whole body is crying out to stop moving and to rest.

“f*ck……..”

I can’t believe it’s like this even after recovery.

I rushed in again, but in the end, the limits of Were clear.

Non-combat occupations are ultimately non-combat occupations. Even now, it is only holding on thanks to artifacts and various reinforcements.

The reason the pseudo-bastard was so confident was probably because he was confident that he could eventually overwhelm the two of us.

…… It wasn’t actually wrong.

In the end, the fact that I was able to get close to the pseudo bastard was a miracle that was possible thanks to his carelessness and his willingness to rush forward.

‘Once you get close, you can do anything.’

But the ‘close’ is not visible at all.

This is a fight that could not have taken place if Abel had not held on to the Pope in the first place. You can’t waste time here.

But…… Even if I go back to my current state, it won’t be of any help.

A different number is needed.

A completely different variable.

“……………….”

…… If you need a variable.

If you can’t do it with what you have.

“……After.”

There is no choice but to create it.

“.”

That’s why I.

I drew a card.

To make a fortune.

*

“f*ck you…….”

Nam Goong Min flies away and looks at the place where his arms were stuck. Fortunately, there was no blood on the tip of the hammer that fell.

‘The skill to move to that subspace.’

Did you run away with that?

When I thought about how harshly I was treated because of that skill during the exchange meeting, I couldn’t help but smile bitterly.

It was clearly Namgoong Min’s secret weapon, and at the same time, a means of reversing the situation.

Right now, all I could do was use it to save my life.

[…] … You ran away. Did we move to subspace at all?]

“Do you think even such a great god can’t be stopped?”

[…… Okay, I can see it clearly now.]

“What?”

[It’s too much for a fortune teller to have.]

The necklace that fell from Namgoong Min’s body.

The guy who picked up the necklace and inserted it into his body laughs.

The eyes of the former god, who absorbed the entire necklace with a grunt, are shaking.

[, It is simple but great power.]

“………f*ck.”

[Now I feel like I’m slowly approaching divine status. Now…… I can see your true nature.]

“What do you mean?”

[, .]

“………!!”

[It’s different from the skill I added. Did you learn a completely different skill? This is the reason why I survived by rolling around like a bug.]

Just like Namgoong Min, his eyes are shedding bloody tears.

Now it’s turning to me.

[I can see it, I can see it. The skills you guys have. That power. I can see all the future movement. Oh my god, even with this skill, the fortune teller’s movements were limited?]

“……So what should I do?”

[I’m not yet familiar with it, so I can’t see the detailed effects of the skill…… ….]

Huung.

Kwakwauk!!!

“……!!!”

[Like this, I can clearly see your blind spots and limitations. Is a skill that is always applied…… ? Haven’t used it yet. Take a look.]

The guy is shaking his hands. Naturally, anger wells up at that arrogance.

But at the same time, in a corner of my heart.

‘…… ‘That one.’

──How do you win?

Little by little, very little by little.

…… I was sinking into despair.