Living in a World That Is Destined for Destruction

＜ Episode 162 ＞

“Bye!”

Leaving behind Lina, who waved and said goodbye, John left the house.

The time is noon.

The long-awaited bright sun was beating down on Area 53, and citizens with plenty of sunscreen were out enjoying the sun.

In return, burns or skin cancer might occur, but that’s what sunlight is for ordinary citizens of Luna.

As if there was nothing wrong with such a sacrifice, he was gazing at the sun with a blank face and accepting the sunlight with his whole body.

Seeing this, John hurried his steps.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to enjoy the year after all, but he has a more important promise than that.

And the sunshine you enjoy at that promised place will be much better than here.

either mentally or physically.

***

The forest full of vitality was exuding a lot of fresh energy, and the sunlight filtered through a huge filter conveyed a sense of warmth enough to make the whole body drowsy.

A completely different environment and a different sun from Area 53.

If the citizens of District 53 had to take risks to enjoy the sun, the citizens of District 22 took it for granted that the sunlight was always shining without any worries.

A place where even basic human rights are discriminated beyond being extreme.

“It’s not that I don’t understand those who want to perish.”

John clicked his tongue and murmured at the dramatic change in the environment.

Luna is a place where blood, violence, and desire swirl.

Byron’s ability to create a city out of ruins is amazing, and deserves respect, but rapid change inevitably causes side effects, and that’s what Luna is now.

There were countless sacrifices under Luna’s prosperity, and those sacrifices are still ongoing.

A person’s life falls casually, and human rights are ignored too lightly.

Not one or two break the taboo, and in the midst of it, innocent people are involved and sacrificed.

If you look at the city as a whole, it can be said that it is encouraging because development and prosperity are endless, but what about the resentment of the individual who was sacrificed?

It is not strange at all that an individual whose resentment reached the sky would take action in hopes of Luna’s destruction.

The demons and other transcendents are giving them strength.

Crisp.

Thanks to the feeling of the forest on the soles of his feet, it felt fresh and pleasant, but John’s heart did not enjoy it.

The forest in District 22 was so perfectly restored that it was hard to believe that it had been burned once.

A space for those who have thoroughly.

“What. That’s not what I’m talking about.”

muttered self-deprecatingly.

He also had blood on his hands for the sake of those who had it, and carried countless resentments on his body.

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Maybe it was because of the accumulated karma that it fell to Luna.

The more I got to know about my abilities, the more I felt the existence of the law of cause and effect, so it didn’t seem strange that the devil had chosen me.

He had worn out emotions, but he was not without thoughts, and there were times when John suffered too.

The peace that the space of the forest gives.

The extremely rare environment in Luna must have made him sentimental.

But that’s for a while.

“It doesn’t change that you have to do what you have to do.”

A cool energy appeared in the eyes of the solver, and a solid rationality drove out emotions and settled down.

“Indulge in sentimentality after work is over.”

A voice with a firm will rang out, and before he knew it, the shape of a huge mansion appeared in front of John’s eyes.

***

Just as the once-burnt forest had returned to its original state, Armstrong’s mansion was also restored as if nothing had happened.

The mansion is so perfect that even John, who knew that the house was completely destroyed just a few months ago, couldn’t believe it.

‘It’s been reinforced.’

Beyond finding himself, John stopped in front of the front door, shaking his head lightly at the appearance of the mansion with stronger protection than John remembered.

Giing.

The thick iron door opened by itself with a soft sound, and as I entered, someone was bending over deeply.

“welcome. Mr. Doe.”

The face of the man who pinned his waist was familiar with the greeting.

“That’s the face I’ve seen.”

“You remember. Long time no see.”

The man who fought a defensive battle with John in this mansion before smiled brightly.

Robin was dismissed and assumed a position in charge of the mansion, but the stiff suit and moderation seemed trustworthy.

“Come in. Others are arriving.”

“I will.”

I followed the man and entered the mansion, and at that moment I felt the quality of the air change.

John’s expression didn’t change even though it felt like he was being squeezed by the actual pressure, but the face of the man walking in front of him hardened.

After passing through a long hallway and arriving at what should have been Steven’s room, there was a large, ornately restored door, and the man turned.

Cold sweat was welling up on his pale face, and he seemed like he was going to collapse at any moment, but that’s why he was holding on.

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Momentum enough to completely dwarf those who had reached the pinnacle of mastery was leaking out from beyond the door, and if you were an average person, you might have run away in fear just by looking at the door.

“I am here. Then I hope you have a meaningful time.”

“It’s hard work.”

“······You’re welcome.”

The man with a forced smile took a deep breath and opened the door.

Whoops.

The world-shaking momentum was engulfing the entire room, and although he was standing behind the door and couldn’t directly touch it, the man’s body trembled at the fragments of the momentum.

John entered the room with a nonchalant expression, and the man hurriedly shut the door.

“・・・・・Whoa.”

It is said that it is a butler who must behave properly without losing his cool in any situation at any time, but his formidable momentum makes even a man armed with a thorough work ethic let out a sigh of his own accord.

The man, who took out a handkerchief and wiped away his cold sweat, straightened his trembling body and straightened up.

Chick.

The man who gently pressed the back of his neck to stimulate the implant opened his mouth in a cautious voice.

“All the guests have gathered. Alert order issued. Do not allow a single ant to approach the mansion.”

– write!

A small but firm response rang out, and at the same time, the men waiting around the mansion all took out their weapons and glared at each other.

Wiing.

The barriers protecting the mansion were covered with a gentle mechanical sound, and at this moment, the mansion had secured protection comparable to that of a military facility.

Normally, he would be reassuring, but the man’s gaze was filled with anxiety.

“I never thought I would see something like this.”

The man muttered a low voice and turned around.

It was a room that almost completely blocked the internal force with a special barrier and magic, but for a moment he shuddered at the force flowing out as if he didn’t care about it at all.

I moved quickly to the other side of the hallway.

It was natural considering the people gathered in that room, and I never wanted to be near them.

***

A large room with rich decorations.

A large round table was placed right in the middle, and several people were seated, but they did not seem to get along.

Whoops.

Although they suppressed it as much as possible, the momentum that each of them radiated became tangible and collided in the air, to the point where it seemed that the space was shaking at first glance.

Strydom was staring straight ahead with a terrifying gaze, and the two men were gazing straight ahead as if they were going to throw themselves at any moment.

Odin, who was placed diagonally, was trying hard to make a calm expression, and Fioren, who always had a bright smile, hardened his face.

Buried in a chair with his eyes closed, Hawke had no expression, but a cold sweat formed on his forehead.

Caidel, who was circling in a corner and watching the hall with an excited expression, met John’s eyes.

“Ah, you’re here.”

“You are a little late. Labor and management.”

“Okay. It was fun to watch, so that’s okay.”

It was a light conversation, but everyone except for John and Caidel hardened their faces.

A few words and the momentum emitted at the same time as the five senses quietly disintegrated the spirit of the superhumans who were in conflict.

Aside from Kaidel, who is said to be a legendary superman, he was wary of the power of the solver who had just become a superman.

chin.

John, who sat down on the chair naturally, put his hands together and put on a pod, and everyone’s eyes gathered with that action alone.

“Nice to meet you all.”

The eyes filled with terrifying momentum contained power that would make you feel dizzy just by looking at them, but John didn’t care.

“Mmm.”

A moan escaped from Ares’s mouth with the huge sword on his back.

Faced head-on with the madness and murderous intent contained in John’s red-dark eyes, it felt daunting even for a superman.

It would be even more so if it was a player who was created by leveling up and was difficult to call a complete superman.

“Heh.”

A light laugh flowed from Strydom’s mouth, and Ares’ face reddened, but he couldn’t move his body recklessly.

At least there seemed to be no one here who could be said to be weaker than him.

crackle.

A light spark ran through Zeus’s body, and his two eyes, emitting light from lightning, stared at John.

“… Hoo.”

Fioren put on a funny expression, and Hawk’s eyes, which had lost their light, slowly opened and stared at Zeus, but Zeus’ gaze did not let go of John.

“Fixer John Help.”

A calm voice pierced everyone’s ears.

“It is the seed of destruction.”

The faces of Zeus and Ares were horribly contorted.

***

“······Your liver is swollen.”

Ares’s mouth sounded like a growl, and the electric current through Zeus’s body added light.

Ares’s hand quietly moved to the greatsword behind his back, and Zeus’ momentum grew sharper as he aimed at John, but John’s expression did not change at all.

AA AA AA.

“Calm down.”

A gigantic, indescribable gaze looked down on the two, accompanied by a divine hymn from afar.

“What are you doing, Odin? Have you also fallen into ruin?”

Hearing Ares growl, John narrowed his eyes lightly.

‘It wasn’t just one or two.’

Players who raided the zone.

The players who turned to Luna’s destruction instead of protecting it had gained formidable power, and it meant that there were more of them than John thought.

“no way.”

Facing Ares’ snarling face, Odin hardened his expression, and at the same time, his gaze at the two became heavy beyond words.

“Kuk!”

A short moan escaped from Ares’ mouth, and it seemed that the lightning that rode through Zeus’ body would radiate outward at any moment.

“Then my god would not stay with me. Isn’t it?”

As if responding to Odin’s words, divine power filled the room, and Zeus and Ares made faces of understanding with hard faces.

“It can’t be helped that the players are on the side of destruction. After all, we are in a position to compete last.”

There is a huge quest to protect Luna, but only one person gets the fruit in the end.

Players are competitors with each other.

“Then would this be the case?”

Odin raised his glasses and continued.

“It wouldn’t be strange if there were seeds of destruction that betrayed the devil.”

“······crazy.”

Zeus and Ares looked at John with shocked faces, and John’s expression remained unchanged.

＜ Episode 162 ＞ End