Omniscient First-Person’s Viewpoint - Chapter 353

something that existed before humans. that exist independently of humans.

“It drank. Don’t reach God.”

In front of the great truth, even humans who are proud to be the rulers of the earth are just a passing wind.

And… in front of the truth, human beings bump into a new nangwan.

“Then, this is a new question. What if human beings are also part of this world… what if it is one of the things in the world that follow the great rules?”

I walked slowly through the cornfields. Tyr followed me as if possessed. Cross a few corns like that. I had a hunch that I had arrived in some invisible space.

Here it is.

The golden palace where Hwang Geum-gyeong resided… was this corn field.

“What is the body?”

As I scooped out the next corn, a sharp blade flew at my throat.

It is a quick and stealthy surprise. If I had come alone, I might have lost my life unknowingly. But why did I bring Tyr? In terms of protecting me from humans, Tyr is my most trustworthy ally.

Aji protects me, but doesn’t like humans, and regressors do well against humans, but they don’t protect me.

Darkness rose from the gap between the pitch-black parasols. The shadow that had attacked me was enveloped in darkness and crashed to the ground. When I turned my head, I saw Tyr clenched his fists.

it’s good too I mean you lined it up well.

“Is it okay to use darkness when there is sunlight?”

“A little is no problem. It is also a shady place.”

As I was talking with Tyr and Oh Sun-do-soon, I heard a voice from an attacker wrapped in darkness.

“Warning. I am speaking for you.”

The assailant spoke without any agitation as to why he was so proud of the subject who was pinned to the ground.

“If you want to protect yourself, turn around and walk right away. Forget what you see, erase what you hear and leave. don’t think you’ll find it again Curiosity will kill you.”

“Aren’t you asking too much? How could I not be curious?”

The assailant is wrapped in a thick robe and wears a golden mask. It’s like trying to hide your face and body shape.

But that effort was futile. The bulging back clearly showed its presence even under the robe.

hunchback There is only one hunchback I have seen in all countries.

I approached slowly and put my hand on the golden mask and said.

“You, who must have been dead, are alive like this.”

click. Unlocking the lock and lifting the golden mask, I called for the owner of the face beneath it.

“Isn’t that right, Lord Rowket?”

Heat Explosive Lord Rowket. The lord of the nations who had been killed by Hilde at the camp was clearly in front of his eyes.

The hot-blooded master, whose true identity was discovered, muttered in an emotionless voice.

“Is he dead? After all, I wasn’t one to live for a long time.”

“Thanks to that, it became clear that you were a homunculus. If so, then this must mean that this is the Golden Palace, right?”

“Are you trying to approach the Golden Palace without knowing? Aren’t lives worth it? no.”

He looked up at me while pinned to the ground and asked.

“Aren’t you afraid of beings whose souls will be desecrated here and whose dignity will be trampled on?”

“It’s none of my business whether it’s the soul, the dignity, or the uniqueness. All I care about is my life.”

“Awesome.”

“what. Compared to the original, that one is much more decent, isn’t it?”

Affection blooms in virtues that come and go. How could such a normal conversation continue? If you turn a person with a lot of money into a homunculus, a decent result will come out.

I expected to make a similar discovery… but I’m lucky that you showed up right away. Because thanks to you, I don’t even have to explain.

“phew. No way…”

The one who died once is in front of you. Tyr, who witnessed this unbelievable sight, was stunned in a rare way. Having lived for 1200 years, she would not be surprised unless it was a trivial event, but the truth revealed in front of her deserved to surprise even her.

“Do you mean that the Golden Goblet can create humans…?”

It’s a valid guess, and it’s close to the answer. However, the golden mirror did not reach that level. I shook my head and pointed to the heat-poisoned wine.

“You cannot create a human being in the true sense of the word. If it could be created perfectly, there would be no need to imitate Yeolpokju, and if it were to be copied, it would have the same character as the original.”

If human beings can be created, the golden mirror must be the king of human beings. No, if you think about it, even a human king cannot be created without having children. If that’s the case, then you should go beyond the king and call him a god.

However, the golden mirror did not reach the realm of a god. If I became a god, there would be no need to collect humans.

“But at least… you’ve created the human ‘body’ almost perfectly. A heat blast, right?”

The head of the heat blast shook his head.

“perfect? no. It is ideal. The body created by Hwanggeumgyeong is an extreme limit that imperfect humans will never reach. If only the original body was intact, there would be no flaws in this body.”

“Hoo. It’s a machine made of flesh and blood. If so, is it the same for crops cursed by the Golden Scroll?”

“The crops created by the Golden Sutra are not cursed. Rather, his work is ‘ideal’, so it’s just that it’s a crop and has excellent alchemical properties.”

Alchemy is a property that responds to alchemy. Trees and grasses are known to have low alchemical properties due to their irregular structure, but the crops made by Golden Mirror have a different shape.

So those who filled their bodies with the crops of the golden gyeong came to resonate with the golden gyeong.

“And… it’s not just the ‘body’. If that is the Hoeju who understands even a little the great principle of Hwanggeumgyeong. Even that image.”

It was right after the owner of the heat blast uttered those words.

A localized explosion occurred in the entire body of the thermal bombardment. An explosion is the release of heat and light. Darkness exploded, and the restraints of the heat bombist weakened for an instant. Steel wings suddenly rose through the cracks. Without a moment to say anything, the heat blast shot up high into the sky.

“The image of Hoeju is fundamentally rooted in the Golden Sutra. Even if it is a unique magic, it is only a technique that can be reproduced by the golden mirror.”

Rowket’s Juggernaut Solvent. It appeared before us in a far more ferocious and powerful form than before. The heat blast brew roared at us, embroidering the entire solvent with flames.

“I am the guardian of the Golden Palace! Die regretting coming here…!”

Chet. that idiot He’s acting like he’s a real human being. If I were a human, I would have read your thoughts and stole your unique magic.

But I can’t read the thoughts of ‘that’. Innate magic cannot be stolen. No matter how much I think about that…

[Leave it.]

Then I heard a voice from somewhere. The heat-bombing lord, which was about to rush at it while scattering sparks, stopped in mid-air.

“Golden Sashimi…!”

As if to answer him, the voice of the woman who was called “Golden Hoeju” resonated calmly.

[Let it come. The golden mirror needs inspiration.]

“Kuh…!”

The distorted face of the heat-bombing master reaped the flames. The solvent that lost momentum fell to the ground in an instant. Landing on the ground with both feet with a thump, Yeolpokhoeju glared at me and shouted.

“You are…! You will regret not dying here…!”

Did you take care of us while leaving only residual thoughts? on the subject of corpses.

Having become funny, I smiled lightly and tapped the heat bomb owner on the shoulder.

“Nothing like that. Do you think I have nothing to regret until I die?”

The hot-blooded master glared at me and put on the golden mask again. I turned around and headed for the Golden Palace, leaving behind the sage.

It’s all here. It is felt. golden mirror. The thoughts of a demon god who can create all things.

***

Yuria Elric, the king of gold who has acquired all the wealth in the world and the king of steel who has learned all the knowledge and skills in the world. Dissatisfied, she slammed the desk with the fan in her hand.

Having recreated all the skills in the world and learned a lot of knowledge, she was suffering from a terrible boredom.

Born with the power of a king, she can create anything except what she cannot. The line between the possible and the impossible is clearly visible, but what is the meaning of the challenge?

If there was only one thing she devoted herself to, it was raising disciples.

Humans are creatures of chaos. Even Elric, who understands everything, humans are unpredictable. Although the technology is not even close to the feet, the disciples’ insignificant imagination becomes a source of inspiration. Like all other Elrics, Yuria Elric also had numerous disciples.

But these days, even that was cool.

It all started with an assignment that Elric joked around with.

Fill this room with a piece of gold.

It was widely believed to be a test of wisdom and wit, but that was not true.

If you roll one piece of gold as seed money, you can fill this room. At least Elric did.

A sword that is sharper than anything else and more durable than anything else is sold at a price that is several times higher than that of a normal sword.

An alloy made by combining several metals in a specific ratio is worthy of being called a legendary metal.

It was possible to use only a small part of Elric’s various skills.

Elric wanted it. He hoped that the disciples would squeeze out their lacking brains and make all kinds of attempts so that one piece of gold could be called as much as possible.

one.

“The light of the candles filled the room. Even the brilliance of gold is colorless in front of real light, so isn’t it only light that can fill this room?”

Someone did a trick like that. It was childish, but it was a novel answer that appeared among many failed works, so Elric praised him greatly. It’s not the direction I wanted, but this was also enough inspiration.

The problem was then.

“It’s a torch!”

“It’s a scented candle!”

“It’s acting!”

But after that, everyone started giving the same answer. As if that would be the correct answer.

Even novel answers become stale with repetition. Even more so, if it’s just an expedient, it’s just annoying. So Elric prepared the second problem.

“Bring back what you filled with gold.”

Then everyone would look puzzled and tear their hair out.

It was not a matter of deep meaning. Elric was just grumpy. Light or incense loses their value once spread, so I just wanted to punish those who dared to cheat in front of the King of Steel.

It was around the time that Elric’s strategy was exactly right, and the people who were playing tricks gradually decreased.

“It is a servant! The bells filled this room!”

Perhaps the news was late, a disciple appeared with a small bell. As usual, Elric gave the second question.

“Please turn this into gold.”

“yes yes? Do you mean gold?”

The disciple was greatly perplexed. Guessing his intentions, Elric clicked his tongue loudly.

Among the artisans, there are such people. Those who know how to buy and make things, but do not know how to sell them. Even if you are good at technology, if you do not have talent in business, you will be mistreated for the rest of your life. Elric said with a frown.

“You mean you can’t?”

“Me me. I’m sorry I can’t figure out anything at all… Please teach me…”

His anger flared up.