Standard of Reincarnation - Chapter 172

The Standard of Reincarnation Episode 172

Valkia did not avoid the sword that was reaching towards her.

He clearly saw the sword approaching to take his own life.

That was clearly Samion’s power, red yellow rice.

“You don’t feel bad.”

Vincen’s sword, ‘Khan’, left a deep scar on Valkia’s body.

There was a deep cut on the oblique line.

‘I tried to send it painlessly, but it’s a failure.’

The transcendental swordsman’s sword path was fused with red yellow rice power, but the existence of Valkia’s own defense ability broke the sword path.

‘I’ll finish this time.’

Valkia happily closed her eyes.

“The age of Khan and Valkia is gone, and the age of Vincen is coming.”

“….”

The transcendental swordsmanship containing the power of red yellow rice pierced Valkia’s heart.

Vincen thought that Valkia was already dead.

Physically and biologically, she was already dead.

Still, she opened her mouth.

“I have a request.”

“What is?”

The will of the absolute that transcended human limitations remained and moved the body.

“Bury me next to the khan.”

Slowly-

Valkia’s body collapsed.

Following in the footsteps of Khan, who was a rival for life.

The two stars that led the continent’s swordsmanship lost.

‘In the end, I surpassed Samion.’

I asked into the void.

“At this point, would you have completed the mission left by Aslan, the first head of the family?”

No answer came.

The connection with Julian that remained vaguely popped up! It felt disconnected.

‘I can’t feel Yulian’s presence at all.’

Even though the body was separated, I could feel the presence.

It was as if he had become a completely different being now.

‘Has he really become a god?’

He might have become the ‘real god’ that Julian said.

‘Then I thought you might be able to hear me from a distance… but it doesn’t seem to be the case.’

Somehow, I even felt a little regretful.

Dark clouds gathered.

thug thug.

It started to rain.

At the same time, Valkia’s territory began to gradually disappear.

‘The world is going to be in an uproar.’

Vincent closed his eyes for a moment.

Even at this moment, a lot of information was filling my head.

I felt like I would forget all the important things if I didn’t focus on this.

‘My head hurts.’

tingly.

My head was throbbing.

I instinctively felt something.

‘I learn things I shouldn’t know.’

Vincent realized one thing.

‘Heaven.’

heavenly.

If translated literally, it means the will of the sky.

What Vinchen was accepting now was definitely the ‘given of heaven’.

It wasn’t that someone taught me the word ‘Cheongi’, but the word ‘Cheongi’ came to my mind.

thug thug.

The raindrops gradually got thicker.

‘Raindrops… contain spirits, don’t they?’

It wasn’t regular rain.

A rain that contains a divine spirit.

‘The distant sky is clear.’

This rain was falling only on Samionga.

It was artificial rain, not artificial rain that only fell here.

In no time, this place has become a world full of divine power.

‘Is this a kind of realm?’

A slightly different feeling from the human realm.

This new space filled with abundant divine power was a new ‘territory’ of a different kind from what I had experienced so far.

The raindrops were so thick that puddles were formed everywhere.

Where there was a slope, the rain started to flow down like a small valley.

‘hmm?’

Something was rising in that stream.

It soon changed into a human form.

“older brother!”

Vincent’s body stiffened.

“You…”

I thought that Yulian would not appear.

But it wasn’t Julian.

“Aslan?”

“It’s been a really long time.”

Vinchen rubbed her eyes involuntarily.

Is the person in front of you really Aslan?

He was much taller and bigger than Aslan in my memories, and his face had changed a lot.

He was much older than the Aslan he knew.

But his expression was the same as when he was a child.

‘No, no.’

The body made of that divine power was not a real body.

However, he did not feel the same divine power as Yulian.

It didn’t mean ‘god’ either.

“Are they just fragments left in the realm of gods?”

Pieces of small fragments.

The last arrangement that Aslan left behind to pass on something to future generations.

Aslan in front of his eyes seemed to be that much.

“Aren’t you happy? If you’re happy, just hug her and that’s it.”

“I don’t think we have much time allowed.”

But suddenly.

Vinchen found something strange about Aslan.

‘I don’t know why…’

Strangely.

‘Does he resemble Yulian?’

There was a corner similar to Yulian who was equipped with a physical body.

The skeleton, expression, and momentum were so different that they looked like completely different people, but to the naked eye they were quite similar.

Aslan chuckled.

“My brother’s being here must mean that he met the past and future me well.”

“…”

Vinchen’s head became complicated.

I couldn’t understand a single word.

at that time.

Dark darkness fell over Vincen.

had experienced it before.

‘Memory transfer?’

Many memories filled Vinchen’s head.

* * *

Confused, but one thing was certain.

‘Yulian is Aslan?’

Julian’s original name was ‘Vinchen’.

As originally thought, Vincen from the world that had not met the one-armed Daven made a contract with the spirit god and used that power to rule Adenca.

‘What the hell is this…’

Several scenes passed through my head.

Adenca ruled by Vincen.

And humanity greets a period of peace and prosperity that is difficult to find.

Bards sang of happiness and love, and many enjoyed romance.

It has even been called the most brilliant period since recorded history.

However, that period was not very long.

The scene has changed.

– It’s getting boring. The new body seems to have passed water anyway. I’d rather just kill them all.

The speaker was obviously ‘Daven’.

Daven’s Resurrection.

war broke out.

death of heroes.

people’s despair.

and.

ruined world.

‘In that world… there were nightmares. Another name for the nightmare is Daven?’

Daven, who was known to have been sealed 500 years ago, has moved.

Humanity, who had reached the most brilliant moment, was extinct.

Heroes rose up to face Daven, but all died in the end.

There is only one person left in the world.

– There must be one person who will remember me.

The Great Devil deliberately left only one person alive.

The one who survived in the place where everyone was annihilated was Vincen.

‘So this Vinchen I’m looking at… is it a Vinchen from another world or something?’

The world seen through memory transfer was a world on a different time axis.

At that axis of time, Julian and Aslan Vincen muttered to himself.

-There is only one way left.

This world has already perished.

-You have to put on the first button again.

-The answer lies in the past 500 years ago.

Vinchen from another world began to research methods.

While burning up the tenacity of summoning the Spirit God when he was very young.

‘Things are much better than then.’

Thanks to accepting the spirit god, he was able to control the power of the god.

And through a lot of time and experience, I have been able to deal with some of the realms and powers of gods.

He decided to borrow the power of Cronotia, a god who controls time.

– I don’t know if it will succeed.

He knew that if he did not succeed in returning, his entire body would be torn apart by the fragmented time axis and die.

But it didn’t matter.

It was a world left alone anyway.

– I have to go back.

I had to deal with the power of the reverse.

In the process, the contract with the spirit god was severed, and his body was in disrepair.

However, in the end, it succeeded in returning to 500 years ago.

I couldn’t remember everything because of the side effect of going against too many timelines.

Only an unconscious sense of mission remained and followed Daven.

-I will be like my older brother when I grow up.

Time passed.

– My brother did not sin.

Little by little, many things came to mind.

He also realized why he chose to go back in time.

– Power cannot defeat the truth.

Daven, he came to know, was by no means the ‘great devil’.

He was a one-armed but respectable warrior who just did his best to live.

More time passed.

In the end, the one-armed Daven met his death in Samion’s prison.

known to the world as such.

-no. Didn’t die.

Aslan felt it.

Daven’s body may have died, but his presence remained.

A black aura appeared in front of his eyes.

-This eerie aura…

That aura was left by Daven.

resentment and hatred towards the family.

Daven’s personality tainted with a trembling sense of betrayal.

Just the fact that we were facing each other made my hamstrings numb.

I expected it, but Daven’s innate ‘style’ was beyond my imagination.

It has already far surpassed the human realm.

-okay. maybe it’s just a matter of course

that nonsense.

Because he was born with such a personality, he was able to surpass Samion’s genius even as a one-armed man.

It was natural.

– In the first place, it was a gap in talent that could not be overcome with effort alone.

The talent that could not be surpassed simply through hard work was filled with the difference in class.

– It should be cut.

If left alone, all sorts of evil spirits will cling to it.

And in the future, it will become a ‘nightmare’ and destroy the world.

Moment.

The black shadow changed into ‘Daven’.

Daven was crying.

So Aslan couldn’t cut Daven.

‘Gyeok’ in the form of Daven grinned.

‘Oops!’

It was a very brief moment.

But the shadows were already gone.

‘We have to stop the attack.’

I don’t know if I can call ‘it’ Daven in the first place.

It just seemed right to call it a ‘nightmare’.

‘We created a nightmare.’

The injustices Daven had suffered in the meantime caused serious pollution.

You must have gone through an ordeal you can’t even imagine.

Perhaps that is why such a terrifying ‘nightmare’ was born.

‘Find a way to stop the nightmare.’

Even at this moment, the sniping will be getting stronger by absorbing evil spirits and devouring the negative minds of humans.

And 500 years later.

When humanity faces its happiest moment, it will destroy everything.

Aslan has dedicated his life to finding a way.

‘The only person who can cut a nightmare is someone with the same level as him.’

In Aslan’s experience, there was only one person of that level.

Daven.

There was only one person.

‘Only my older brother can cut nightmares.’

I started arranging a lot of things.

‘Vinchen’, who will be born in 500 years, will make a contract with the spirit god through the summoning ceremony again.

Then the same future will repeat itself.

‘I have to make it so that my brother is summoned, not the spirit god.’

Because the only person who could cut Daven was Daven.

I started preparing a lot of things for it.

More time passed.

A ‘nightmare’ in the form of Daven permeated Samion.

It took only half a day for the nightmare to consume Samion.

– Receive and drink my blood. I will accept you as servants.

Samion obeyed the nightmare.

They drank his blood and made a pact with him.

Instead, the nightmare saved Samion’s family.

‘Samion’s Flesh’ was a vessel of nightmares.

When a usable vessel was born, the body was taken away.

The Nightmare manipulated history by itself and hid itself in the shadows of the world.

‘Nightmare’ was cunning and manipulated many things hidden behind history.

All that was left of ‘Nightmare’ was the wish for everyone to be unhappy and the desire for destruction.

‘What’s left is to wait 500 years.’

If 500 years pass and another Vinchen is born.

So, if the day comes when you give your body to Daven.

Only then could humanity dream of a new hope.

Aslan chuckled.

“And 500 years later we met here.”