The World-Class Extra’s Walkthrough - Chapter 285

Episode 285

: Secret History (7)

At that moment, system messages came out in a dizzying manner.

[Be careful! You have encountered an extremely powerful enemy!]

[The status abnormality ‘Serious Intimidation’ is given.]

[The status abnormality ‘Severe Fear’ is given.]

As if to prove the presence of the opponent.

Or as if to warn me.

‘You mean it gives both intimidation and fear at the same time? ‘That too at a serious level?’

My body stiffened and strength went out of my legs.

I missed the gladiator-type fate cards.

If I still had the fate of a noble gladiator, I would have been able to easily counter the intimidation that that guy gave off.

I had no choice but to raise the power myself.

[Comprehensive skill ‘Eternal Heart’ is activated.]

[Current activation level is 78%…]

Warm magical power began to spread from the heart to the entire body.

The tension soon disappeared and strength returned to my legs.

The status abnormality has been resolved.

And there was also one person who stepped in front of me.

“I guess it’s okay to talk now?”

“huh.”

“You almost passed away because you were frustrated.”

Vinocaras has sparkling red eyes that resemble mine.

But it was a little different.

Because his eyes are dragon eyes.

“Dad, stay out of the way. “I will blow away that demon who can’t get it back!”

“….”

For a moment, it felt like the air around me froze.

Vinokharas, who instinctively sensed danger, did not hesitate and prepared the dragon breath first.

And it exploded at once.

[Attack Technique: Dark Breath]

Quaoooooooo!

The strongest bamboo spear that even defeated the divine being of heaven.

The dark red waves formed a radial pattern and attacked the opponent as if there was nowhere to escape.

Although there was a nerf because it was not in its original state, it had extreme destructive power that few skills could compete with as a single attack.

But this time, the opponent was a demon god.

“The young dragon is wasting his strength.”

The man was tied to a chair and lifted his chin slightly.

That was all.

However, Vinocaras’ breath was bent vertically, as if holding a mirror to it.

It was literally thrown out like a lie.

“…!”

Kwaaaaang!

The ceiling burst open with a loud noise.

The temple, which had been in good condition, was suddenly transformed into an open form.

“and! crazy! “What is that bastard!”

“It’s the demon Harmun. You are really behind. “Otherwise I’ll put it in your inventory.”

I made Vinokharas, whose mouth was wide open, step back and looked at the other person.

He still appeared to be tied to the chair.

But it was nothing more than a laughable deception.

‘Harmun’, the demon god of oblivion, was a man who could send this place back to the Stone Age with his fingertips.

“Surely it’s not the main body?”

“Of course not. “It’s just a ‘plan.’”

“plan?”

“How much does Giloshan know about the outside world?”

The guy was looking at me and smiling.

Unexpectedly, it did not seem to appear with the intention of fighting.

But it seemed like he had no intention of having a proper conversation.

“After losing God, our world lost its status and became a toy for the other world. Have you ever thought seriously about that problem?”

“Are you talking about that downgrading phenomenon? No, no matter what you try to think about, you have to know something…”

“Oh, I guess I should change the question. How do you know so much about this world? What eyes does this woman named Roxanne have? And what is the identity of the Prophet Syndrome that your father acquired?”

“What does that matter now?”

It wasn’t a proper question and answer.

As I frowned, the man chuckled.

“It looks like you have no idea. They are all the same. “It’s the eyes that see out there.”

“outside?”

“A world infinitely replicated as a toy. It is divided and scattered countless times, but is ultimately destined to repeat destruction. “It means that it is all a way to observe it.”

Multiverse.

I also had a vague guess from a long time ago.

I was almost certain when I met Sarkas’ dimension clones.

This world is dividing into several branches and falling into ruin, and his clones were drawn from different branches.

‘It wouldn’t be surprising if future vision or prophet syndrome were functions of observing the possibilities of other universes.’

But why is he talking about it now?

What are you telling me to do?

‘There’s definitely something up there.’

Even though it was not the main body, the opponent was a demon god.

An ambitious person who wants to make this world his own, and an enemy strong enough to easily turn back the dragon’s breath.

I asked back, putting my hand on the hilt of the sword so I could pull it out at any time.

“So what do you want to say? “Did you show up because you wanted to lecture me about the universe and dimensions?”

“I’m asking you to be suspicious. Who gave you that knowledge and experience? “Most of them were beings from other worlds.”

“…what?”

“The same goes for prophet syndrome. It was injected by gods from other worlds to people who had a grudge against them because they did not have magic. This was a fact that your father only realized later. “Then what is the being that gave you knowledge?”

“….”

My mind was very confused.

I couldn’t understand Harmun’s true intention when he suddenly said this.

“Think about it carefully. And be suspicious. “Everything.”

After speaking on his own terms, Harmun slowly closed his eyes.

And the next moment.

“Gwaaaaagh!”

The man lunged at me, screaming strangely as if he had been thrown into hellfire.

I moved reflexively.

I pulled out the Heavy Ode and swung it at the guy who was running in front of me.

Tuk….

[‘The silent man’ has been defeated!]

[Your level has increased!]

[The selection of the sixth fate card begins.]

[The player checks the character’s fate.]

Level 50.

Card I was given the opportunity to shuffle.

But I couldn’t laugh.

This was because he knew very well the role of the man he had just personally cut down.

I felt like I could hear the voice of the young emperor I heard earlier.

-When the time comes, the man will die and my life will also end. Don’t worry. I’m going to kill myself before I go completely crazy.

The lives of two people whose souls were mixed were connected as one.

I couldn’t help but be devastated.

Soon the emperor of the empire will die.

“shit.”

* * *

Quang!

A loud noise erupted out of nowhere, shaking the entire temple.

The priests of learning, who were standing with puzzled expressions, started running one by one.

In the silence of the library, communication magic was exchanged noisily.

-Chief priest! It looks like something went wrong where the visitor went earlier!

-Call the bishops!

-The archbishop says he’s already on his way!

The only person who has the authority to skip the maze.

Archbishop Edvik Rondel arrived at the scene with eyes full of anger.

There was furniture and debris strewn about in all directions, wondering what on earth had happened.

“Try this visitor! No matter how much favor you receive from Quatras, there are some things that cannot be ignored! “What are you doing here… Oh Quatras?”

The moment you enter the room in question.

The archbishop was at a loss for words.

This was because there was a huge hole above their heads.

Rather than saying it was a hole, it would be more accurate to say that a part of the ceiling had completely disappeared.

The priests who arrived later opened their mouths.

“Three goodness!”

“Quatras!”

“What on earth is going on?”

“Wait! Priests! “Who is the person lying down over there…?”

Following the young priest’s fingertips, he saw a corpse with its head and torso separated.

The face of Edvik Rondel, who hurriedly approached, could not help but become even more tense.

“Who is this person? “Isn’t this a sick person whom the imperial family has long ordered to be looked after with special care?”

“Yes, I heard that the treatment for Prophet Syndrome was incorrect and resulted in severe mania.”

“Was that visitor an assassin?”

“….”

But the God of Learning told me to treat him well.

What happened?

At that time, all the priests were in confusion.

“Archbishop Rondel.”

A cold voice came from above my head.

The surprised priests raised their heads.

A place where the ceiling has completely disappeared and the sky of the wilderness is clearly visible.

“huh? Dragon…?”

A black dragon species with a pair of wings spread to the left and right was flying in a beautiful and noble manner.

And there was a person standing tall above him.

The priests could not help but believe their eyes.

His voice was not a shout, but it pierced.

“I will compensate for the destruction of the temple soon. So please speak kindly to Quatras.”

“No, what is this….”

“But I will also be held responsible for not being able to identify the Demon God’s agent in the Temple of Learning. Mark my words.”

As the dragon’s flight altitude gradually decreased, his appearance became closer.

Edvik Rondel, who had used his divine powers to strengthen his eyes, was startled.

Eyes peeking out from under the hood fluttering in the wind.

It was an extremely bright red color.

It is none other than the symbol of the royal family.

“….”

“Who is the author?”

“More than that, where is the Dragon Rider all of a sudden…?”

It was a being that had never appeared again since Farrell Karas.

The Dragon Rider who appeared out of nowhere was enough to stop everyone’s thought circuits.

While the priests were looking at each other with puzzled expressions.

Gilroshan tapped Vinokharas on the back of his neck.

“Let’s go now. ASAP!”

“huh!”

He started back the way he came.

The expression on the prince’s face as he flew through the clouds was filled with indescribably complex emotions.

* * *

For a long time, courtiers were not allowed to enter the emperor’s bedroom.

If it was even slightly disturbing, the neck would immediately fall off.

They were always in a state of disarray because they were all murdered, whether they were maids or servants.

There was a huge piano in the middle of the bedroom, and the emperor was playing it roughly, almost as if he was destroying it.

But for some reason, a smile was flowing from the corner of Vareshan’s mouth.

‘It’s comfortable. ‘I feel comfortable for the first time in a while.’

Was that why?

The strength of my fingers hitting the keys gradually subsided.

And the piano’s melody also began to change.

‘Why?’

The music, which was like an ice storm in the middle of winter, melted.

As if singing a gentle spring breeze.

Next, it was as if we were welcoming a pleasant downpour of summer rain.

It’s like leisurely playing while looking at the clear autumn sky and autumn leaves…

Even when describing the return of winter, Bareshan sang with a warm heart as he gazed at the first snow.

Then I realized.

‘It’s over.’

The madness that had grabbed hold of him and refused to let go had disappeared.

A side effect of the soul art that was destroying the spirit of the archmage while increasing his size endlessly over the past decades.

He realized that the curse he had chosen had disappeared like a lie.

Everything was beautiful.

“….”

Vareshan lowered his hands from the keyboard and stood up.

And then I looked out the window.

In an instant, the background changed and her image appeared before my eyes.

“Milinia.”

“Your Majesty?”

Empress Mirpisha, who must have been watching state affairs, was sitting in front of a desk full of documents with a bespectacled face.

I could feel her servants nearby becoming very nervous due to the sudden appearance of a tyrant.

But Vareshan smiled softly at his wife for the first time in a long time.

“Beautiful, as always.”

“…your majesty?”

“Thank you so much. I loved you. Please take care of yourself.”

All time is over.

Vareshan closed his eyes and accepted the disappearance of his soul.

When his body, which was slowly leaning on the carpet, finally collapsed completely.

“Vareshan? “Vareshan! No, no!”

The Empress, who had woken up screaming, collapsed to the ground.

When Giloshan returned to the imperial palace, the horn was already sounding.

It was the sound announcing the emperor’s death.

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