Omniscient First-Person’s Viewpoint - Chapter 110

EP.110 Beast, King of Beasts, Human – 6

“Just! I have a question for you!”

Although it was very brief, the lieutenant general could not hide his nervousness and looked up at the top of the abyss. Like someone waiting for something to fall.

Perhaps it was not the time yet, but the endless darkness of the distant space remained intact. Ebon looked down at the Undead.

‘They said they tore to death those who insulted the Undead Lash tribe. I thought he was a typical savage who only cares about honor and money and is not bound by laws and rules and is easy to use… but he is a completely different person than I expected. However, it is still available.’

Ebon said again, feigning composure.

“Something?”

The Undead said with a bit of awkwardness and great curiosity.

“A lieutenant colonel who was a subordinate of the lieutenant general. She must have come here by order of the lieutenant general, so why did you want to kill her?”

Ebon smiled and replied.

“It’s easy to answer. Because they betrayed us.”

“Is that a reason to die?”

“Besides, it was because that life was the most suitable for achieving the goal. He happened to be there and was chained to the dog’s king. Besides that, there are many other reasons. For me, there was no reason not to use it.”

“Something like that.”

“You wondered why? I’m surprised. Aren’t you an immortal with a thin concept of death? But was the lieutenant colonel’s death so impressive?”

“It was a little more impressive than usual. But her death is not the only impressive thing.”

The Undead nodded heavily.

“Death is rare for us. Even if they are stabbed or scorched by fire, even if they are torn apart and scattered on the ground, they will come back one day. It is not subject to common diseases that are not cursed. Even the occasional death is regarded as returning to the arms of the Earthmother before it becomes even more pitiful, so instead of mourning at someone’s funeral, everyone gathers and laughs and chats.”

His question contained traces of deep concern. Responding to that sincerity, Ebon answered with enough respect.

“Heaven. Death comes suddenly to us. There are even too many such deaths. Unprepared death is a daily occurrence, and eternal loss is easy to find around you. It’s not uncommon for people to be promoted after their superior dies, and the colonel with whom they had coffee last week suddenly turns into someone else. Unlike you, when our bodies are torn apart, that’s it.”

It was an answer that contained my own reflection. However, the Undead did not understand even after hearing it.

“I know. So that means I don’t understand any more. People who die easily like the lieutenant general know that their lives are so fragile and precious, but they die or kill them easily. As if you don’t know the value of life.”

“It is not that we do not know the value of life. I’m just trying to find something more precious than that. Shouldn’t we spend our lives, which would otherwise be lost, on something more valuable?”

Mixed answers. However, realizing that this was a difference in perspective, the Undead shook his head.

“You have a different point of view. I believe that things that can be easily lost are more valuable.”

“Life is easily lost, so it is more obsessed with things that last forever. He intends to use his life, which would otherwise be lost, to find unchanging value.”

“The lieutenant colonel longed for life.”

“So I guess we didn’t feel betrayed. The colonel’s actions broke our promise. I believe you will understand the value of a promise as much as that of a life.”

The question and answer is over. The Undead was recalling the conversation they had just had with a serious expression.

Ebon, who was looking at the Undead for a while, asked for confirmation.

“Then you won’t stop me. My life will be precious too.”

The Undead struggled to open its mouth.

“…the lieutenant general stabbed my friend in the back, but that must have been a matter between the lieutenant colonel and the lieutenant general. I don’t think I’m qualified to intervene.”

“Thank you for understanding.”

“I won’t blame the lieutenant general. I just hope that my judgment will not endanger the colonel or others.”

“Don’t worry. I’ve already suffered a terrible failure and lost my right arm. Now there is no other way to write numbers. The lieutenant colonel will not be in danger.”

Ebon calmly spread lies. It was a skillful lie worthy of an executive of a secret organization.

The Undead closed his eyes. It was an unspoken sign that she would pretend not to see him. Noticing that, Ebon gave a satisfied smile. It was a natural movement that was unimaginable for a person with his right arm cut off and dripping blood.

But really.

“Lieutenant Commander, wait!”

“Ah, the laborers were there too.”

As soon as I stepped out, Ebon naturally turned her gaze to me. He replied with a seemingly friendly smile.

“I was impressed with the ability you showed at the end. haha. I was really shocked at that time. I never thought I’d dismantle claws instead of chains. It was also unexpected.”

‘My last fucking plan went awry on that one. It was a hasty plan, but it didn’t get in the way! If it wasn’t for the founder, I would have killed him from the start!!’

Lieutenant General Ebon skillfully responds while hiding his true feelings. It was a pretty horrifying sight for a mind reader. It’s not common to see people with such a wide gap between the inside and the outside.

I shrugged and replied.

“Don’t you need a dog tag? The colonel is dead. It’s a dead person, but you need to take the dog tags to check!”

dog tags. It was prepared by the military to commemorate the dead.

For soldiers who have not reached level 4, the compensation that is passed on to their families upon death is the only true legacy. What is needed at that time is a dog tag, and soldiers value dog tags as much as their lives.

Is there a saying, ‘if you can’t leave a whole body, leave at least a complete dog tag’?

Therefore, it is a courtesy, virtue, and duty as a soldier to take care of the dog tag of the dead.

However, it was unacceptable to Ebon, who was waiting for the door to open to escape. If you go down and encounter a dangerous being like a regressor, it will be difficult.

Ebon said with a smile.

“What do you need a dog tag for? Since I am a general, my testimony is sufficient.”

“Uh, but you have to have a dog tag… And to be honest, Lieutenant Colonel Kalpatz Kuris saved it as well, but he’s in critical condition. What if I stay here and die?”

My words disguised as worry.

As the time to escape drew closer, Ebon, who was impatient, responded randomly to shake off me who kept talking to him.

“Don’t worry. I’ll tell you about Colonel Kalpatz. I’ll report that I’m focusing on recovery…”

And then I was caught.

The lords of all things, made up of dots, conveying information through metaphors and referring to each other secretly so that their identities are not revealed in case of emergency.

They don’t even know the face or name of the person being sponsored, even if they are a ‘sponsor’.

Callis was surprised to learn the identity of the sponsor, and the lieutenant general didn’t immediately recognize it even after seeing Callis’ face.

That kind of Ebon accepted what I said about Kalpatz.

Thanks to that, the Undead opened its eyes.

“Look.”

The Undead’s voice was one tone lower than before. The cool smile that gladly passed over stabbing himself was also gone.

“Tell me again. What is the lieutenant colonel’s name?”

All that exists is the anger of the person who found the lie.

“Isn’t it Lieutenant Colonel Kalpatz? last name is I don’t remember. The military doesn’t attach much importance to sex…”

“Wrong. Her name is Callis. Callis Kritz.”

For a moment, an embarrassing light flashed in Ebon’s eyes. At the same time, his hostility towards me also increased. In addition to the discomfort I felt when I fell into a trap, I even sent a murderous intent at me who had dug the trap.

You got it wrong, Lieutenant General Ebon. It’s okay to be in trouble.

But what kind of judgment would the Undead make if they harbored murderous intentions like that?

Ebon quickly picked up a horse and served.

“Oh, I guess I was mistaken. The slave just got it wrong…”

“She was a good fighter. Fighting fiercely with life to survive, she was a warrior against death until the end. I respect her.”

“Neither do I.”

Saying death to a traitor? haha. A sound that even the undead would not believe.

“I thought what you guys were looking for was really valuable. Like honor, like pride, I thought it was something to be gained even at the cost of pain.”

“That is correct. For the sake of humanity’s great longing…” ”

But if you ordered someone to die because it was so important.”

The Undead repeated as he took a step closer.

“At least the name should not be honored. It must be a virtue to keep before making a promise. Even us, who have no sense of spleen in death, do it, but the lieutenant general has no respect for the person who died for him.”

“I’m sorry. I…”

“Don’t apologize. There is no one here to receive that apology. At any rate, I know that the lieutenant general has no right to condemn the colonel. then.”

His left hand vigorously grabbed the empty space. As it did, it sounded like rocks being hammered.

up Rash said with an expressionless expression as he raised his clenched fist like a rock.

“Let’s get three right. You tore my body, hurt my friend, and dishonored my honor. Wouldn’t that be enough?”

It was an offer that Ebon, who had to prepare for escape soon, could not accept. Ebon distorted his face and took out an army packet with his intact left hand.

An armor packet taken out to lighten the body after losing a fight against a regressor. He put it in his mouth and inserted it into the biological terminal on his left arm. A flash of alchemy light covered his upper body.

“…The condition is not perfect.”

Damaged or broken parts from previous fights remain intact. Since the already damaged armament was released and then reconstructed, the seam is not smooth and the remaining magic power flows through the damaged part.

Even with his missing right arm, the river of alchemy, which had lost its direction, flowed down one after another. Because of that, the right shoulder blade and breastplate also failed to form.

But anyway.

For Ebon, who had no weapon, even a single claw in his left hand was precious.

“The Undead believe in regeneration and fight for endurance. But do you think you can defeat me in this abyss, which is not even on the ground?”

“well.”

In comparison, the undead are still only immortal bodies and two fists. However, if there was a difference from usual, it was that the fist contained clear hostility.

The Undead clenched his fists and replied.

“I can still hit three.”

The will to destroy the enemy, which was not easily found among the Undead. It headed for Ebon in front of her eyes.

“This time, even if your body is torn apart, don’t blame me!”

Ebon ran to the Undead first.

‘Let’s not belittle it. I’m injured. one arm left. I don’t have much energy, so I have to finish the battle as short as possible.’

Even though his right arm was missing and his entire body was in a state of disrepair, Ebon was still maintaining a sense of tension. Ebon glided toward the Undead and extended his claw.

Instead of dodging or observing the opponent, the Undead stretched out his right hand toward the claw.

‘Are you thinking of sticking your fingers through the claws? Foolish!’

The Undead did not even raise the other hand. If you’re aiming for an attack, it’s wise to aim for the right side of the Ebon, which is not below the elbow, but you dare to confront it head-on. The undead’s arrogance or complacency.

If you fight fair and square, Ebon with a weapon has an advantage. Ebon screamed while covering Chloe with air holes.

‘I’ll cut off that finger first! In that state, I’ll split the whole body, starting from the fingertips!’

So Ebon twisted the blade and aimed at the Undead’s finger. The blade filled with blue air was about to cut off the Undead’s finger.

It snapped and caught on the bone.

‘no?!’

It’s an unbelievable story. If it wasn’t for the qi gong, there’s no reason for the claw, which has anticipation and repulsive power, to get stuck on the bone. I don’t know if I cut it off or push it out even if it gets caught.

There was no way to explain why the claws were caught now, other than that the Undead’s bones had hardened.

The sound of chewing something was heard in Ebon’s astonished ears.

There was a ginkgo leaf in the Undead’s mouth.

“Mother Earth.”

The Undead recited lowly and gave strength to his right hand. Miraculous young ginkgo leaves. Leaf veins spread out from the leaves that landed on the body of the undead.

This is the land abandoned by the Earth Mother of the Abyss. However, the body of the undead sacrificed to the Earth Mother resembles soil.

The leaves born in spring serve the tree, but when their usefulness is over, they fall to the ground and rot. A small circle surrounding a tree continues until its life is over.

The ginkgo leaves, which were finally buried in the ground, rotted away safely. In order to return the sap of the World Tree to the Mother Earth.

Kirik. Claw’s blade vibrates as it gets caught in the flesh. Ebon hurriedly tried to pull out the claw, but the claw was firmly fixed and did not come out.

Ebon, finally realizing the identity of that power, gnashed his teeth.

‘pore…! This is also a kind of qigong! Strengthening the body itself!’

“Did you get your senses…!”

The Undead, who grabbed the claw, answered indifferently.

“I don’t really care what the military calls it. I just hardened my body.”

Ebon struggled to get the claw out. He twisted and shook the claw, pushed and pulled it.

But Chloe didn’t budge.

It wasn’t wrongly stuck in a bone or jammed in a muscle. The qigong around the blade makes it possible to shake off most of it.

It’s just that the reason why the claw doesn’t move right now is because the Undead was holding it.

‘This savage’s qigong…! It’s comparable to mine!’

I can’t shake it off because of the overwhelming energy difference.

Since he has no right arm, he cannot remove his claw.

Ebon, who was just struggling with his left arm grabbed, had to clearly see the Undead clenching his left fist and lifting it from close range. Whatever it was, it was a sight to behold.

cried Ebon.

“You… you won’t be able to use your power in the abyss!”

“Obviously it is. But I do have the magical leaves of the ginkgo tree.”

The leaves of the World Tree that I treasured and cherished because they were so precious. Originally, the Undead intended to offer the leaf to Earthmother as soon as it ascended to the ground.

That is, until he decided to hit Ebon.

‘Why is that still left…! Didn’t I use it to wake up!’

Ebon noticed that and shouted desperately.

“I was the one who handed it over to Colonel Kalpatz! I mean country!! I woke you up, not Kalpatz! You must help me!”

I shouted out with a ray of hope, but only a cold response came back.

“Wrong. The leaves of the World Tree belong to the Earth Mother. Only the person in charge changes the name, but in the end, it is the blessing of the Earth Mother. I don’t need to thank everyone who has been in charge of this leaf for a while. I just need to receive the heart contained in the leaf.”

Then, Rash the Undead pulled back his left fist and added a word.

“Also, the lieutenant general’s subordinate’s name is Callis. Please remember it.”

Kwajik.

The helmet was made, but the regime of the Undead was locked in Ebon’s face.