Saved a Heroine From the Brink of Death

146. Apostle (3)

#146. Apostle (3)

The reason Cynthia was able to gain the upper hand against Nameless was because he didn’t try his best.

I fought Cynthia with all my might, but I made the worst, not the best, choice.

The result was the disappearance of anonymity.

‘Am I going to die now?’

I wasn’t afraid of death.

Rather, I was happy.

The nameless man smiled as he realized that the moment of rest he had been waiting for for a long time had arrived.

But at that moment, my vision blurred and something shook my head with such a strong impact that it felt like it was going to break.

‘Keep, keep keeeeeeeeek!’

Cynthia, who was looking at herself, couldn’t see it, but Myeong, who was looking up at the sky, could see it clearly. The giant eye-shaped sun that was stuck on the ceiling was looking straight at him.

It was a being without will. It was a monster that shook the mind and made one lose consciousness just by looking at it. It was a god of caution. It was looking at itself.

“Kkaaah!”

Consciousness was pulled out.

The nameless man lost his mind, his soul was captured by an outsider, and his body was filled with nothingness, and in the nothingness, a fragment of the Watcher took up residence.

***

[ … who are you? ]

Cynthia asked the other person through her tongue.

In front of her was a nameless man shrouded in an ominous aura.

He let out a bizarre scream, then suddenly rolled his eyes and fainted.

It was a golden opportunity to destroy him, but Cynthia did not approach him rashly.

My intuition was warning me.

Don’t go near it.

Her sixth sense, which had evolved once again and reached transcendence, was telling her that the chilling aura coming from the nameless man was dangerous.

[ Anonymous… that’s not it. ]

He was no longer… an anonymous being.

He was looking at himself with clouded eyes, consumed by energy.

It was like seeing a ghost.

Even though Cynthia was afraid of ghosts, she didn’t back down. She couldn’t back down any further.

Only by seeing the end here, Langrut can be liberated. He must deal with the unidentified entity that has taken over the nameless body before he can return to Earth.

It is unknown who has taken possession of his body as an apostle of the foreign god. Cynthia does not know whether the Watcher is controlling him directly or whether the spirit of another apostle has infiltrated him.

“I wanted to say goodbye for the last time, but I can’t.”

Cynthia muttered with a bitter expression as she pulled the trigger. Shooting an arrow rather than swinging a sword could contain more divine power, and was therefore more powerful.

I couldn’t shoot until now because I didn’t have time to shoot, but in this situation, it was possible.

Cynthia, who had strengthened the arrow with the power of the Holy Spirit and added illusion realization to it, shot an arrow into the sky to annihilate the nameless.

The arrow that reached the ceiling changed its orbit and fell to the ground under her guidance. As it got closer to the ground, its size increased and its power doubled.

The arrow tore through the atmosphere and penetrated space, putting pressure on the nameless one so that they could not escape.

[ Pierce. Arrow. ]

With Cynthia’s words, the giant arrow collided with the nameless. The still blind nameless changed strangely, then looked up at the sky for the first time and raised his hand towards it.

‘Ha…! There’s no way you can stop my arrows without using your divine powers. No… way?’

Pachin – A huge arrow is caught in his hand.

It was an improbable feat, and even he himself could not properly catch that arrow, but he did it.

[ This is an attack imbued with the power of order . ]

A disparate voice was engraved in my mind through the divine word. It felt like I was hearing a language that was somewhere between the divine word of a foreign god and the divine word of a transcendent being.

Only then did Cynthia realize the being that resided in the nameless body.

He descended to this place directly through the medium of anonymity and a fragment of himself.

A god who does not possess intelligence temporarily possesses an ego through fragments.

He descended into the body of the apostle and expressed his will.

[ My mission is to bring equal death to all things, to destroy the living and give rest to all that moves. That is my work. That is all there is to this mission that I have been on from the beginning. ]

He spoke to Cynthia, gathering the aura of death. The crimson aura gradually mutated into a vivid black, and its ferocity increased to an unprecedented degree.

[Order must be destroyed.]

[ … … . ]

Cynthia steeled her resolve as she looked at the enemy before her.

He chewed his lips and prepared for his next attack, and continued his attack while granting himself divine power. [Fall down! Illusion!]

Kwajangchang-!

The sound of a mirror breaking was heard, and the world of reality cracked. The empty space shattered, revealing a black space.

Cynthia designated reality as an illusion through fantasy realization and then destroyed it.

Since the attacks weren’t working properly on the anonymous one, I was thinking of erasing the entire space he was in.

[There are two powers of the apostles]

Anonymous reached out to Cynthia.

His arms, now completely dyed black, were imbued with the aura of death, and as he reached out, the aura of death followed his lead and attacked Cynthia.

Scratch. Scratch.

Cynthia deflected the fraud and activated her power of speed. She intended to use her speed beyond recognition, a speed that no one in the real world could match, to escape the sight of the nameless and attack him.

[ It shows. Whatever you want to do, whatever you want to do, you can’t achieve it. ]

The nameless eyes rolled around in all directions. His field of vision changed quickly, tracking Cynthia’s every move.

All of Cynthia’s movements were monitored in real time as she activated her power of speed.

‘… The karma of chaos can no longer be amplified! What the hell is this situation!’

Cynthia lamented the difficulty of the trials that had suddenly increased so crazy and cursed the watcher inwardly.

Even using the power of the apostles, it didn’t work properly on him. Even if he used the power of speed to shoot thousands of arrows at the same time, or even if he used his divine power to blow a wind, they disappeared without a trace when they touched the nameless spirit.

Nameless was slowly extending his evil hand toward Cynthia. His evil spirit spread to the surroundings and was suffocating Cynthia. Even in the collapsed space-time, he was leisurely floating in the air and slowly approaching Cynthia.

Cynthia tried to block his advance by attacking, shooting divine powers, and using her powers, but all failed.

It was a disaster that came out of nowhere.

The entire Langrut region was being destroyed in real time due to the advent of the Watcher, and the world was heading towards its true end.

Complete annihilation.

According to the watcher, this star called Langrut was disappearing. The sky was falling, the sea was drying up, and the mountains were crumbling.

It was at that time.

[ Sia. It’s too early to give up. ]

Someone’s words were transmitted into Cynthia’s head. It was a familiar tone and voice. The sound that calmed her mind and comforted her heart the moment she heard it.

[ Oh, you haven’t given up yet? But… it’s okay. From here on out, it’s our job. ]

Irina appeared in front of Cynthia, speaking as if she had foreseen this situation.

[ … Why is Irina here? ]

[ The sanctuary collapsed. I managed to protect the souls inside, but I couldn’t stop the sanctuary from being destroyed. Anyway, I’ve read countless causal laws, but I never thought it would come to this… It’s the worst situation I’ve ever seen. ]

[ Then there is no way? ]

The nameless man was slowly approaching her, extending his hand towards her. Cynthia was hiding in her illusions, and was escaping from his grasp through the power of speed, but she thought that he would catch her soon.

[ There is. A way. But, it’s something I have to do. No, it’s something only I can do. ]

[ To be exact… me and Cain. ]

As Irina spoke his name through her prophecy, a fantastical aura spread around her.

[ … I wasn’t of much help. I’m sorry, Irina. ]

[ No. It was thanks to you that I was able to come this far. If it weren’t for you… Cain and I would have suffered for eternity in an eternal dream. To you… Yes. I am only grateful. Sia. ]

Irina stepped forward with a refreshing expression.

The former apostle of order, wearing a pure white one-piece dress, slowly took a step forward, accepting the aura of death approaching him.

The fraud that had been chasing Cynthia had instead rushed towards a target who should have died long ago.

[ Come all into me . ]

She approached Cain, absorbing even the energy extending to Cynthia. The distance was far, but she was closing in on him step by step.

Her pale skin was turning purple from the stains, but Irina kept smiling and walked forward.

Cynthia couldn’t say anything as she looked at her. She was now heading towards death.

I was walking to die.

[ Cain. I’m here. ]

Eventually, when she had absorbed most of the evil that was eating away at Langrut, Irina stood before her fiancé.