Genius Corpse-Collecting Warrior - Chapter 220

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Choice of Possibilities (1)

“I thought about it for a long time.”

The girl pursed her lips.

Behind her, there was a wide plain and lush grass here and there, with wild animals running around for a long time.

Shhh…!

A scenery that can only be seen when looking out the window of a train moving at high speed on Earth.

The faint sound of the wind passing by my ears was also similar to the sound you hear when you open the window just a little in a car driving on the highway.

The reason why all of these phenomena occurred was because the entire party, including the white-eyed seer, was moving at a speed several times faster than riding a horse.

“I wonder if it would be right for me to meet you. If we meet, at what moment? What will be the direction of the gap in fate that will arise from that meeting?…”

Even as he continues his words softly, his pure white eyes do not lose their shine.

The cloud of light floating behind the girl was also constantly twisting and distorting reality.

Dallon naturally thought back to a few hours ago.

When asked how she could support the labyrinth city on time after losing the horse she was riding due to an attack by the imperial army, the girl gave a simple answer.

‘It’s not that far, shall we walk?’

Rather than stopping by a fleeing merchant or a nearby village to ask for a horse, they should just walk on their own two feet.

They wondered what she was talking about since it took another full day to get to Falcion on horseback, but when she started summoning a cloud of light, the group’s thoughts completely changed.

‘All you have to do is accelerate each individual’s timeline individually and distort the concept of time by limiting it to the journey you are taking. As a mild side effect, you may experience muscle pain as if you have been walking non-stop for a few days.’

As soon as he said that, a halo of light surrounded the group with a hazy curtain.

As a result, I was walking across this vast plain at a speed dozens of times faster than I am now.

“Hoo…separate the concept of the timeline for each object and then twist it twice…do you understand Tommy?”

“Yes, Master. It’s a method I’ve never even thought of. “That’s amazing.”

Soft exclamations and incomprehensible stories coming from behind.

Priest Valentino had been closely observing the curtain surrounding them not long after their departure.

The realm that Felber achieved by ascending to the 5th rank was also the non-standard power of directly touching the timeline.

With that ability, he was able to change the timeline of Cheongrin, who was a true dragon, so if he gains a lot of inspiration from this opportunity, we can look forward to his future activities.

Although it felt somewhat different from the way the White Eyed Seer dealt with time, it would have been a good inspiration for them as the ability of the time series itself was very rare.

“Huu hu……”

“Are you okay?”

“Gwa…hehe, it’s okay. Oh…I’m pretty fine. Anyway, let’s continue…”

The problem was that the person who used that power was on the verge of collapsing.

It was absurd that this was not due to the limitations of the time-line manipulation technique, but simply due to the limitations of his weak body.

They say that muscle pain is a minor side effect, but they actually suffer the most.

The girl’s breathing becomes increasingly rapid. A face that becomes increasingly paler as time passes.

Dallen, who couldn’t help but laugh, picked the girl up and roughly draped her over his shoulder.

“What!”

“Thanks to you, we are going comfortably and quickly. “Think of it as taxi fare.”

“What is a taxi…”

“There is such a thing. “Something like a carriage and horse made of steel.”

It wasn’t wrong to say that it was a taxi fare.

Thanks to the seer’s power to observe the future and manipulate the timeline, the party was able to shorten a journey that would have taken a full day even on horseback to a few hours.

Assuming she wasn’t there in the first place, it was unclear whether she would be able to save the horse.

There would not have been any proper villages left nearby during the war, and the merchants who had taken refuge would have tried to ride their own vehicles rather than sell.

“…Thank you.”

The girl also soon stopped struggling, took a comfortable breath, and slowly continued speaking.

“Anyway…you were the one who turned the tide. In every place I passed through, the waters of fate twisted and flooded. “I had no way of knowing whether it would be right to meet you like that.”

“But it came in the end.”

“It was only recently that I was finally able to make a decision. “It was when you sent the owner of the Palace of Doom back to his hell in the far north.”

Even though it was a voice rather than a voice, the voice of the pioneer had a strange resonance.

A voice that echoes like an empty room across the vast plain that passes quickly by.

“Even though he chose to fall into oblivion for an unreasonable descent, he is nonetheless a herald of the end. “Killing him meant that you, the variable, moved with a clear purpose.”

“You’re talking in such a roundabout way. “You killed the evil spirit, so you’re on our side, right?”

“…Let’s just say I saw a possibility to avoid the ending.”

“That’s it.”

“Ugh.”

A small sigh. A soft laugh.

I felt the girl behind me shaking her head excitedly.

“But now I can finally be sure. “That decision was right.”

“Why?”

“Vizalina Joskov. “Because the last queen of the northern part of the continent handed over her power to you.”

Ssssssssssssssssssssssssss

…

The power of the Tsarina engraved on the holy sword responded to the power of the seer that flowed gently.

“Considering that she only lived for about thirty years at most, her talent was comparable to that of the founders of Falcion. But still, on the river of fate, she was like a lantern before the wind.”

“…….”

“A being that teetered on the edge of extinction, yet whose fate diverged dramatically at every turning point. “But this is the first time she has handed over her powers to someone else.”

“You seem to know the Tsarina well.”

“Dallen I know everyone well.”

The girl laughed.

“The only thing I don’t know are the beings from outside this world.”

“You mean evil spirits?”

“no. They are ultimately by-products of this world. “We are beings who cannot avoid being enslaved to fate.”

“It feels like I’m talking to a fortune teller.”

“I don’t predict the future, Dallen. “I just observe.”

Isn’t that what it is? Dallen scratched his head and continued walking.

Before we knew it, the group was walking in a wide circle along the bronze castle wall.

After crossing the Lycant River, steps head south along the eastern side of the city.

I pass by the refugees constantly coming out through the northern gate and catch a glimpse of the guards on the wall in the eastern district, which has not been attacked yet, standing on guard duty, very nervous.

‘Status window.’

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Name: Dallon

Level: 43

[Strength: 61] [Skill: 58] [Stamina: 52]

[Sense: 51] [Intelligence: 56] [Magic Power: 57]

Skill: Dehaman’s Armor Fighting (D) Night Vision (E) Leap (E) Flame Arrow (D) Lapanthella’s Crushing Sword (C) Hegaleus’ Rain of Flame (C) Lightning Bolt (D) Curse’s Seal (D) Rereddo Nara’s Secret Sword (B) Embers of Sanctification (C) Dark Red Dragon’s Blood (A) Key to Hell’s Gate (C) Ackerman’s Drawing (C) Field’s Wind Barrier (C) Fire Spear (D) Living Root (D) ) Rapid Germination (D) Lulia’s Spring (C) Soul Siphon (B) Healing Prayer (D) Skadi’s Tide (B) Chasma’s Red Wind (B) Sandstorm Dynasty’s Charcoal Spirit (B) Keel Processing (B)

*Unique Skill (22)

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As silence continued for a while, Dallon naturally opened the status window.

There were three bodies recovered after Sisella’s death. Their abilities were inherited before departure, but the abilities gained through leveling up have not yet been distributed.

‘Anyway, I guess I’ll have to start researching the B-level and higher skills I’ve acquired recently.’

A miracle that twists the mystery, one of the two qualifications of the 6th rank, and turns it into its own power.

Through training as a blacksmith based on the secret sword of Reredonara, Dallon finally succeeded in obtaining the qualification.

Since Dragon Blood is also constantly working with Jeokchang, there was a feeling that it could be developed sufficiently with its unique skills if given the opportunity.

However, even if you exclude the two skills and keel processing, there are only four B-grade skills, including Sandstorm Dynasty’s Bullet Spirit.

‘No matter how much we haven’t had the space so far… if we don’t create space by force, we will be swept away.’

It is extremely arrogant to completely prevent the impending apocalypse just by inheriting the characters raised on the other side of the monitor.

Isn’t it only after I somehow found time to constantly improve myself that I was able to cross countless lines and reach this point?

Possibility is not a convenient tool that you can simply find.

Meaning only comes to fruition when the seed sprouts, grows, and blooms into new fruit.

Especially considering the abilities of the transcendent character that I will soon inherit, it would be a good idea to somehow take soul exploitation to the next level.

‘Now that I think about it… I still don’t understand why the vampires aren’t moving.’

Normally, the normal flow of the game is for the blood demon war to break out first before the empire declares a holy war.

The Empire’s half-baked expansion policy caused chaos, and the aftermath erupted in an unexpected place: the Blood Demon War.

Only when the vampire count, who had been silent for four hundred years, advanced to the front of the imperial capital did the empire shed its lukewarm yet arrogant attitude and declared a crusade.

‘Of course, that’s just an apparent phenomenon. In fact, it is a clever trick of evil spirits who are trying to cause chaos on the continent by taking advantage of conflicts between countries and religions…’

But even so, it is strange that the back and forth changes like this.

The feeling that something has been tightly twisted, something I have experienced several times since falling into this world.

The chill passing through my spine tightens my senses, which had relaxed for a while without my knowledge after the hectic battle in the north ended.

Of course, this is something to think about only after the siege is over. Dallen put aside his thoughts for a moment and distributed his remaining abilities to his physical strength.

“hmm?”

A startling movement on the shoulder. After a while, a thin finger tapped my back.

“what?”

“That change in your status just now….”

“…….”

Holy shit. Is the ability level that has increased as much as the blood on your new feet so clearly visible?

It seemed that the pioneer was not a pioneer for nothing. Dallen shook his head and responded indifferently.

“It seems like looking into the future is really tiring. “If you get a little tired, you start seeing useless things.”

“What nonsense! “Are you believing my eyes?”

“It’s okay. Actually, everyone is like that when they get older. “If I had lived another thousand years, I would have come too late.”

“What is that…!”

A visionary who is speechless. Dallen laughed lowly and lifted the half-fazed woman off his shoulder.

After returning to the outside of the vast labyrinth city, I saw the bronze walls of the southern district in the distance.

Coogung. Rumbling…

Smoke rising and the distant echoing sound of an explosion.

Rain of arrows and gunfire. Ladders and siege towers on the castle walls. Screams and shouts. The light of a spell flashes through the dawn.

“You’re all there.”

And the smell of death penetrates all of it and pierces the senses.

The battlefield was just around the corner.