151 – different than before – 2

-Kyaahhhh!

With a terrible scream, the ghost dreaming of resurrection was divided into dozens of branches.

Then, what was fired was an enormous amount of hostility in a dull gray color.

If there was a wall in my heart, I would just fill it with my body, but now the wall in my heart was held by death.

So I can only stop it.

-With my daughter…!!

Bells ring and a magic shield is created around me. The gray fog, hit by the soft blue light, tried to break through the shield as if it were fighting.

-Uhhhhh…

It was not enough.

-Give it to me…!!

In the end, the specter with the face of a ferocious woman changes.

The ghost’s arm, which had become the face of a man stained with greed, was lifted, and it turned into a giant hammer that struck me to crush my head.

-Kwaaang!!

Instead of stepping back, I walked forward and swung my staff.

-f*ck!!

-Uhhhhhh!!

The holy power contained in the staff broke the ghost’s arm.

Attack power is strong.

The more he fought, the more his strength increased.

That much means that the vitality sent to my body is pure and good.

And that much.

It must be that Veronica is overdoing it.

“Tsk.”

In fact, Veronica knew that Baron would be able to do better than the priests prepared.

Still, the reason I didn’t ask her for help was because she was trying to stop me.

…

is not it.

okay.

not.

-Wooo!!

The specter that turned into a giant man charged. The arms I cut off became huge rock-like fists aimed at my body, and I lowered my staff and swung my arms lightly to let go of his attacks.

Monk’s skill. Ihwa graft.

A fist that has lost its direction cuts through the air. Chewy. Waves of waves that seemed to tear the air were touching my ears one after another.

But, even then, I wasn’t hurt.

It’s not just because of the grafting.

The pain caused by blocking, and the mental pollution caused by dealing with the specter.

Because all of that was being continuously cured by the life Veronica sent.

okay.

I knew it would be like this if she helped me.

Why didn’t you tell her anyway?

– Wooo!!

I let go of all the blows with the intent to kill in one shot and stretched out my hand toward the gap that was revealed. What exploded from my hand, which naturally touched the ghost’s body, was a very small amount of mana, which wouldn’t be strange to say that it was just a four-quantity.

But that was enough.

-Quaaang!!

The stomach of the ghost is pierced with an explosion of drinking.

Monk’s skill. footing.

It boasts huge attack power, but the powerful attack that can only be used at close range was more powerful than when I had a blessing thanks to my basic attack power and increased attack power.

-Keoeoeoeok! Bigger!!

Without even intelligence, the specter with only enmity toward the living and greed for resurrection screamed again and rushed at it.

But in the end, it’s just an attack from Jung-gu Heating.

Of course, it would have been dangerous enough to avoid even that attack altogether, and a normal player would have asked Death for help here.

I turned my head and saw death. He just smiles and even holds out slightly as if he’ll return the things in his hands whenever you want.

That look just pissed me off.

hahaha.

It’s been a long time since I felt like this again.

The walls in my heart were disappearing, and the feelings that had been blocked were revealed.

– Kouuuwaaa!!

Dozens of hits erupt again along with an unidentified scream.

I put my hand on the cane next to me.

– With my daughter! with daughter!!

two bells.

At the same time, the blade of shadow and the highest level of magic, Thunder Lightning, spread.

– Kwagwagwagwang!!

Golden lightning strikes the ghost’s body, and the blade of the shadow that shoots out cuts off the ghost’s arms.

Then, taking advantage of the gap, I used the thief’s skill, ‘Speed’, approached his chest and swung the dagger I put inside the robe.

-Suddenly! Awesome!!

The ghost whose arms were cut off by the shadow blade couldn’t block my attack. The moment the severed legs became smoke and scattered, I was once again in the ghost’s abdomen.

Unleashed a 1,000-strong powerful attack using four weights.

-Puuuong!!

The exploding specter rolls on the floor.

But everyone knew there was nothing really easy about this dirty game.

As such, it never ends like this.

– aaagh!

A giant specter rushes at me. The moment the regenerated gray arm turned into a blade and slashed my body.

“Where are you hitting me? That’s my afterimage.”

Monk’s evasion, Lee Hyeong-hwan-hwi.

The moment the ghost saw me, surprised that I had just hit the air, I punched him again in the stomach.

“You fight quite well. But… from now on, the real thing will come out. How is it?”

Death, who had been watching, reached out a hand.

Dozens of blessings and dozens of curses.

only one mental illness.

He laughed as if he would return it, but I just snorted.

“Is that so? Then… let’s continue.”

I will do it even if you tell me not to.

I beat the ghost like that, and in the end, the ghost that couldn’t stand it collapsed and turned into a gray lumpy sphere.

now. Phase 2 begins.

Also, I knew better than anyone how to skip the 2nd phase.

– This is why you stupid bastards who can’t understand the language can’t do it!!”

An old man with a cane walked out of the sphere shouting.

There was clear hostility and mockery in his eyes.

The old man, drunk and confused, walked up to me with a cane and started shouting wildly at me.

– What you looking at!! Are you ignoring that you are old!!

“Oops. Seniors. hahaha. I can’t do that.”

-But why…

“When I am resurrected, I will hold a memorial service for the elderly!”

Skill: When I activated Persuasion, the old ghost instantly flinched.

The keyword of ancestral rites contained in the persuasion skill drew his interest.

Then, with a little anticipation, he looked at me, cleared his throat, and spoke arrogantly.

-…What about alcohol?

“Have you ever heard of Bellopian…?”

-What? that expensive drink?

Churup, the drunken old ghost swallowed his saliva and was happy.

lucky.

According to the experience of the game, the old ghost in phase 2 is stubborn, so he weakens his stamina while fighting, and he has to use his persuasion skill a few times to make it work.

Maybe, this is also thanks to the enhanced power.

In any case, there was no need to hesitate.

“It’s not that I have to live, even if I’m young. Shouldn’t a young guy like me respect the elders and hold ancestral rites to honor them?”

-Ummm… that’s true too.

“I’m not proud of it, but I…”

I circled it with my finger.

“A lot of money.”

-…okay?

“Very grandly. No. I promise to hold an amazing sacrifice at the main altar of the church.”

– School, church?! Church, the main body of the church? Those, ears, nobles, or something that’s possible? Is that really?!

I raised my hand. At that moment, what was formed in my hand was holy power.

Seeing this, the old man was startled and politely put his hands together.

– Ho, are you a priest?

“Ah. It’s not like that.”

-Is that so… Great. Big hum. If that’s the case… I’m sure that young friend understands what he’s saying. Heh heh heh!

“Ha ha ha ha ha!!”

The old man smiled broadly, as if satisfied, and patted me on the shoulder.

-cancer! cancer! A young man like you must go! What would be left if an old man like me was resurrected?! hahaha!! You mean Bellopian?! A priest of the church! hahaha!!

So he got out of the pile of ghosts.

The first enemy of phase 2 disappeared, but I couldn’t be careless.

In phase 2 of the Great Ghost War, you have to deal with two types of ghosts.

That’s why, after the old man disappeared, I was messing around with a bunch of gray ghosts, and the ghost that came out with its protruding belly out shouted before it could speak.

“What if I bow to the left?!”

Death widened his eyes at the clown’s skill and cold joke.

Ignoring him, I glared at the middle-aged man.

does it work? does it work?

If it’s me now, maybe I’ll succeed at once this time…?

-…Frustration. What if the radish shed tears?

It worked. The middle-aged man who received my joke laughed as if he was interested and brought up his own joke.

“It’s blunt. What if Strawberry loses his job?”

– Strawberry syrup. Why did Bread go to the ranch?

“Soboru. What is the shelf life of salt?”

– Sea salt.

The middle-aged man’s eyes change. He grinned as if he had met a good opponent and continued the ‘cold joke’, and I also cast a cold joke in line with him.

How long did you do that?

“Puhahahaha! Uhahahaha!! Aigoo! It’s the navel! Euhhahahaha!!”

Unbearable death burst into laughter.

I guess you like this joke.

Death, who was watching our fight, grabbed his stomach and rolled on the floor, and me and the ghost of the middle-aged man, who were watching him, smiled at each other and shook hands.

– You admit it.

If he gets serious about a cold joke, or if he shows even the slightest hint of pain, he runs out of control and continues to attack like crazy.

Of course, it’s okay to fight, but isn’t a useless battle meaningless?

That’s why the strategy he wrote worked properly, and he disappeared.

ruler.

With this, the skip of phase 2 is over.

All that remains is the final phase.

– Give me… Give me… Give me aaa!!!

Only a mass of ghosts with an endless desire for resurrection.

Like the people I met in Phase 2, there are monster-like beings who don’t even have intelligence and only have instincts left.

However, as the number increases, a huge mountain-like dead appears around the gray sphere and tries to crush me.

Faced with that vague malice and desire, I turned my staff and aimed at it.

“Come on.”

-Kooo!!!

Shelling, shelling, shelling.

Using his overflowing magical power, he swept away the ghosts using powerful magic.

It felt like he was cutting down a mountain, his defense was strong, and his durability and stamina were amazing.

“Hey! Chu-rai! Chu-rai!”

“No thanks!!”

Ignoring the temptation of death, I grabbed the tip of the staff.

and.

– Clap.

The wand twisted, revealing the sword hidden inside.

“Suck!!”

The parts shaved off by magic became tools of the specter and started aiming for my neck.

let’s beat let’s beat let’s beat

It reminds me of the dance I did with Veronica in the annex of the royal palace.

At that time, her footwork was a mess, and her tempo was a mess.

Compared to that, that irregular rhythm was just a joke.

-Suddenly!!

The shot of the sword wind peels off the ghost’s flesh.

The more I carved, shattered, and twisted my soul like a mountain, the closer I was to the center of that specter.

-aaa!!

and.

saw.

The sphere at the center of the specter.

in it.

the purest

the saddest

the most unfortunate specter.

-Ah ae ae ae ae ae ae!!

Is it because of the appearance? A baby whose face was distorted after being caught by a pile of gray ghosts.

The ghost of a baby brought to the underworld without even seeing the light of the world properly began to sob as soon as it met my eyes.

-aaa!!!

Screams are heard.

The sorrowful cry of a child who died without blooming.

The pure, primitive emotion contained in knowing nothing was ‘fear’.

I’m afraid because I don’t know.

I’m afraid because the warmth we had together has disappeared.

I am afraid because I have no power.

I am afraid because there is nothing I can do.

The self-defense that did not adapt to the world became fear, and it soon turned into a powerful mental attack and rained down on me.

So this shouldn’t be blocked.

should not be avoided

There is only one way to deal with it.

I raised my holy power.

“Good night… good night… sweet baby…”

The walls of the mind will be lifted one by one.

The goodwill and malice that had been blocked for so long begins to flood into the body.

In the midst of myriad emotions, I am

He brought out a song that contained warmth.

“Sleep well… Good night… Beloved baby…”

Even though I don’t know what to do, with the face that I have to do something.

The song she sang to soothe me came out while crying as if she would burst into tears at any moment.

It’s a song that has to be sung without even accompaniment, but the ghost of the baby who couldn’t do anything except cry because it couldn’t bloom and couldn’t find its mother was satisfied and slowly began to relieve its fear.

-wah wah…

To the level of just whining as if looking for milk from the mother, to the level of babbling of a child satisfied with its mother’s warmth.

Gradually, pure and powerful mental pollution begins to disappear.

– Mmm… mmm… mmm… Uhmm…

“Like a bee sleeping on a petal…”

– Yeah…

“Sleep in peace…”

The specter’s appearance begins to change.

The ghost of the baby, who fell asleep comfortably and left no more regrets, gradually dissipates.

and.

Gradually with the baby who is centered.

The masses of specters begin to disperse.

The specters who couldn’t even have innocence and couldn’t unite as one eventually gave up and decided to accept death.

I put the sword back into the staff and saw death.

He was smiling very satisfied.

“Great. Very great.”

“Have something like this.”

“I saw an interesting sight. From the beginning of time until now. I’ve never seen it before. So I should give it a prize.”

Death clasped his palm. The marbles in his hand disappeared and what remained was a marble emitting a soft gray light.

“Take it.”

[Skill: You have acquired the Eye to See Death.]

Rewards you can get for completing this event.

When used, you can see death, negotiate with him and persuade him.

If it succeeds, death returns as it is and the target is completely healed.

It seems like an excellent recovery technique, but in fact, it was a skill that didn’t mean much to me.

Isn’t it natural

Recovery is something you just have to do, and death is something you just have to avoid.

But it’s a free skill, so let’s accept it.

Because this is also the ‘law of death’ that other sorcerers and wizards want so much.

“Rejoice. You are the only one in the world who can see me and do business with me.”

“It’s true. You’re giving it to me to convince me whenever you can, but it’s condescending.”

“Tsk.”

Death was quite uncomfortable, probably because my intentions were revealed, but he didn’t catch me anymore.

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Just swing the scythe wide.

“Goodbye. See you again.”

“I wish I hadn’t seen it.”

After that, I lost my mind.

It’s a strange ceiling.

And, it’s a familiar face.

As soon as I opened my eyes with the woman looking down at me, our eyes met.

“……”

A haggard face, dark circles under the eyes.

On the other hand, when I was resurrected from death, unlike my memories of most of my stats dropping due to that penalty, I was as light as when I died.

I’m lying in the coffin, looking down at myself, unable to say anything.

Then, sadly, with tears flowing down her face, she stroked Veronica’s cheek, who was smiling brightly.

“How long have I been dead?”

“…three days.”

There was water in his voice.

So I looked straight at her and smiled.

“I’m gone.”

“… come on… black… come on.”

At the end of the bursting cry

I felt resurrected.