The Cook of a Perished World - Chapter 363
Episode 363: Because I will never die.
Association president.
Kang San had a dream.
Unfortunately, it wasn’t a good dream.
Rather…
a dream closer to a terrible nightmare.
-Where?
He was clearly leading the attack party and heading towards an unidentified location where cold waves were coming from.
But at some point.
‘cold.’
Just yourself.
The place he was visiting.
I realized that I had arrived at the source of the cold.
In an unexpected situation.
Kang San was embarrassed and looked around.
And…
I couldn’t help but be surprised by the scenery that unfolded before my eyes.
‘Palace…’
The place where he was standing was a palace.
An incredibly huge and beautiful palace.
It’s hard to believe that the cold that drove them to death started in a place like this.
A space where antique and beautiful heterogeneous art is concentrated.
For some reason, the entire palace was frozen solid.
Even that appearance contained the beauty of decay.
Kang San was briefly fascinated by the sight.
…Unfortunately.
If that was all there was to see, it wouldn’t have been a nightmare.
-You guys…what are you?!
[….]
Beautiful palace.
There were people already settled in the palace.
-What are these numbers!
Each one of them is a monster with great power.
There are thousands of such beings.
No, tens of thousands.
An army of monsters with incredible power lined up inside the palace.
[….]
I was looking down at him in silence.
-Don’t look down on me like that…!
Just receiving that gaze.
Kang San felt fear freezing his soul.
-Nonsense. Something like this… There is no way humanity can overcome something like this…!
Terrified, he tried to run away from the palace.
As if I was running away from that [Demon Lord].
I hope I can get out of here this time too.
I had foolish expectations, but
Ouch….
-Let go…!
The beings who invited him here.
I didn’t let him go easily.
-Where are you trying to drag me…!
He was dragged into the depths of the palace against his will.
And…
I ended up seeing it from the deepest part of the palace.
-…!
It makes even the tens of thousands of monsters seen before fade away.
Those with great power.
[You bastard native species.]
It has enough power to overwhelm even the most powerful monsters encountered in that magical realm.
Giants radiating chills.
[We have called you here.]
Great monarchs with enough power to rule a world if they all join forces.
He was sitting on the throne, motionless, looking down at him.
-Who are you…!
Great monarchs with power that could not be resisted.
Let’s place ourselves under that gaze.
-Why are you showing me this…!
Kang San cried out in tears out of fear.
-Are you telling me to die in despair? Do you really want to see an old man who lived his life in such a miserable way?
He was the one who despaired once in [Magyeong].
When I realized that there was a force even stronger than what I experienced in [Demon Sutra].
Kang San was so overcome with despair that he wanted to give up everything.
[There is only one reason why a bastard like you was allowed into this palace.]
And towards him.
Great monarchs gave orders with solemn voices.
[Give in.]
-…!
It was only then that Kang San realized.
The reason they called him here
was to encourage him to surrender.
-Oh, no.
He is the head of an organization.
Even if it is said that it was an organization created due to his needs.
The sense of responsibility that came with it was not completely absent.
-You cannot surrender without fighting. If you are destined to die anyway, at least fight and die…!
The only way to surrender is to die.
At least it would be better to die fighting.
[Are you afraid of death? If so, surrender even more.]
-What…?
[If so…]
The great monarchs raise their hands at the same time.
OK.
Twenty giants sitting on a throne.
At their very last place.
[We will also allow you to sit on the same throne as us.]
Just as they sat.
An empty throne appeared.
-Are you sure?
Kang San was able to notice the throne as soon as he saw it.
‘That’s not just something to sit on.’
Great monarchs.
A throne that symbolizes the power they have.
-You’ll let me sit there?
[If you are faithful to our king.]
To sit in the same place as those mighty monarchs.
That too.
It means becoming a being of the same rank as those monarchs.
‘If only I could sit in that seat… I wouldn’t have to be afraid of death.’
The shallow sense of responsibility that remained in my heart reared its head.
at last.
-…What can I do?
Kang San accepted the offer.
Just by accepting the offer.
They gave him tremendous power.
Even when I think about it again, it’s an absolutely terrible nightmare.
And there was another reason why this nightmare was terrible.
With the mighty monarchs he saw.
A ridiculous number of monsters.
‘They are not beings in a dream… they are beings in reality.’
Blink…
and.
When Kang San opened his eyes in a terrible nightmare.
“Oh, you’ve opened your eyes.”
“Kruk…?”
A new nightmare.
It was about to begin.
* * *
When I was dumbfounded while watching [Victimia]’s explanation.
Blink….
“Kruk…?”
“Oh, you’ve opened your eyes.”
The former owner of this blade.
The old man who had collapsed opened his eyes.
[Eternal Pain] The moment you lose your immortality.
The old man lost consciousness from the shock.
“Oh no….”
From the beginning, a huge amount of damage had been accumulated.
It seems like the pain hit me so quickly that I fainted for a moment.
“Please…give it back.”
“hmm.”
“Cough… please just do that….”
Now that I have opened my eyes.
He is slowly dying.
“If I don’t have that knife… I… I…”
I look at the blade in my hand.
I started begging for it to be returned.
and.
I frowned at those words and thought.
[When negative emotions reach a certain level. The negative emotions of the sacrificed souls engulf the owner of the blade.]
“…It would be better not to return it.”
“Please…”
“I’m not joking, I’m serious.”
This blade.
Simply looking at the effects, it appears to be a good item that can freely ignore all the negative effects.
But actually.
‘As the negative effects that are passed on accumulate, one day… it becomes a magic sword that eats its owner.’
He ends up being eaten by those who passed on the negative effects to him.
It was a sword destined for certain downfall.
furthermore.
How strong was the pain caused by the skill [Eternal Pain]?
[Current accumulated negative value = 98.702/100]
[If the negative value reaches 100, it devours the owner.] [
Negative value contribution]
[‘Curse Dark Knight Kangsan’ +98.7]
[‘Intermediate great swordsman Ha Yun-seong ‘ +0.001]
[‘War Chef Shin Yeongjun’ +0.001]
‘…Even if I didn’t subdue him myself, he would have been eaten by this sword sooner or later.’
That old man.
He was on the verge of being eaten by this blade.
‘no wonder.’
What if we were the first to achieve a party in Korea?
I thought it was too strong an item to be given to the party that achieved it the second time.
‘It was clearly a trap item, damn it.’
Although it did save mine and Yunseong’s lives for now.
If you use [Immortality] as your goal, someday.
A demonic sword that devours my soul.
‘I thought there was no need to die anymore.’
It seems it was a short dream.
Although it’s not the negative shame I accumulated.
The number that had already accumulated was close to 99.
It must be the result of the old man using it to a great extent.
‘Do you mean preying on the person who accumulated the most negativity, or the person who used it most recently?’
There are still many unknowns.
There are too many things that make me uncomfortable.
If I use it a little incorrectly, I might end up being eaten.
I feel like throwing it away like this, but…
‘It’s also an item with too attractive an effect for that.’
I let out a complicated sigh.
First, the blade was inserted into the [Shadow Curtain].
‘I will decide later how to use this sword.’
Fortunately.
For a moment, the negative values raised by Ha Yun-seong and I, who shared the effect of [Eternal Pain], were not many.
Unless you abuse that blade right away, you won’t get eaten.
“Then…”
I still feel the pain in my lower back.
I looked at the person who caused that pain.
“Now let’s start the conversation. “Young man.”
“Ah …. No ….”
* * *
Sakak ….
The cold ice in the old man’s body replaces.
This means that the superpowers gained from contracting with monsters still remain.
but.
No matter how much you can heal your body.
‘That is only possible if one’s life is preserved.’
Even if his throat was cut, he was able to recover without any problems.
This was because at that point, he could have stayed alive without dying.
Now that I have lost that immortality….
“You, old man.”
“Please, please…”
“If I cut your throat now… you’ll die instantly, right?”
“Please…”
The answer to that question is.
It was quite simple.
“Please… save my life…”
“… Sigh.”
I frowned.
I barely got my injured body up.
A wound that would have been normal if he had died.
However, he was able to withstand death due to the effect of the curse applied to this dagger.
and.
As long as you don’t die, recovery isn’t something that’s exclusive to the old man.
Rumbling…
Vampire blood flowing inside my body.
The cut waist was forcibly joined together.
‘…It’s the resilience I gained from becoming a monster.’
I look like myself.
I looked at the old man one after another.
‘It’s strangely similar, but… different.’
How many wounds had he suffered in the battle so far?
Crack….
An old man crawling on the floor.
Approximately 50% of the body was replaced by cold blocks of ice, not human bodies.
‘Even if I somehow connect the cut parts. ‘I guess we have no choice but to replace the completely destroyed parts with that ice.’
The superpower he was said to have had was far from regenerative.
Suture the cut area somehow.
A power that merely replaces the missing parts with ice.
The more I believe in that immortality and continue to fight.
The guy must have lost the part that made him originally human.
And at the end….
‘I would have turned into a monster made only of ice.’
When that time comes.
Even if the soul was originally human.
Even the [System] would no longer protect him.
On the other hand.
“Whoa.”
Slurp….
“I’ve recovered to some extent.”
The blood of the [Night Noble] was different.
The power to restore even completely destroyed parts to near perfection if given time.
‘If you only consider the speed of recovery, that old man’s abilities might be better.’
My recovery speed is slow compared to that.
It would be impossible to replicate such an absurd battle as that old man showed.
But in the end.
When you see that the destroyed part cannot be regenerated.
The powers that the old man is said to have received from monsters are powerful.
‘It’s low-level power.’
Unlike Ariela’s blood circulating inside my body.
It was so low-grade that even comparison was impossible.
grasp!
“Kuhuh….”
I push his body that was crawling on the floor with my foot.
laid down on the ground
“Please…”
No matter what.
It is clear that this old man is strong.
‘You’re probably stronger than me even now.’
According to the [combat power meter], it is at a similar level to monsters exuding blue magic.
Even including those clones, I think it would take at least 10 people to be on par.
“Lord Seong.”
“What should I do.”
“hmm.”
All of those clones remain.
“Please… please at least save my life… please save my life.”
Are you aware that even if you resist me here, you will not survive?
The old man completely lost the will to resist.
“Then let’s ask a few questions.”
“Anything, anything…”
“Why on earth did you betray the people?”
At that look.
I asked because I thought I could get the information I wanted easier than I thought.
“Why did you betray…? Ahhh…!”
“?”
At my words.
The old man’s eyes are filled with fear.
“Ah… That’s right. “They were still there.”
“Young Master?”
“But… if I resist here, they will kill me, and if I give in here, they will kill me. Then, then… what should I do….”
At that look.
I frowned and thought back to what he said.
-I saw inside that tent. I saw the beings lurking inside…
eventually.
The reason he betrayed humanity was because of that black curtain.
‘Maybe… [Gate]’
Looking at the beings inside.
It is the result of falling into despair.
‘How many strong monsters are lurking around?’
perhaps.
There may be more danger than
that [Tianshan Military Official] or [Underground Mine Digged Too Deep] .
‘…Can I do it?’
That thought passed through my head.
“what the. “What kind of weak thinking is this?”
Soon he shakes his head and mutters.
“Even if it doesn’t work out.”
No matter how big the danger is out there.
“We have to make it happen.”
If I want to survive.
I had to solve it somehow.
and.
To do that, first.
“Ah… if I die no matter what. “What on earth should I do?”
I needed to organize this inspiration.
“Young Master.”
“Heehee…!”
Falling into a deep sense of despair.
An old man crouching with a scared expression.
“Please. Please spare my life… please spare my life…!”
“…Please spare my life.”
I ponder those words.
I said, crouching down near him.
“Who did you say killed?”
“…yes?”
“If you obey me, they will kill you, and if you are loyal to that side, I will kill you. “What are you worrying about?”
Point the knife at the heart.
The clones surround me and bind his body.
“Have you forgotten what I said earlier?”
“What do you mean…?”
“I guess I really forgot something.”
I am the dagger with the old man’s flesh on it.
He said, scratching the back of his head with Victimia’s handle.
“I told you. “You’ll be begging me to kill you.”
“…yes?”
When you first battle him.
-Let’s declare one thing in advance.
I clearly declared it.
-Young Master, you… will beg to be killed instead.
I was so tired that I wanted to collapse at any moment.
Somehow, I held onto my sanity.
I look down at him and say.
“So… what you have to say to me shouldn’t be [please save me].”
“What is that?”
“Then my declaration is wrong?”
okay.
It seems that the old man was worried about whether he should die here by me or at that gate.
There was no need to worry in the first place.
“Don’t worry, old man.”
Several clones entered my shadow.
The things that were in it.
…They each come out holding a bowl of the finished dish.
Chairman of the Association [Dark Knight of the Curse] Kang San.
His abilities are outstanding.
There is also a lot of resentment.
“Young Master.”
How can we just kill a person like this and move on?
What can I say about that?
“Because…I will never die.”
It’s such a waste, isn’t it?