Insanely-Talented Player
Chapter 98

Episode 98:

It happened one night when the expedition was nearing, right before the war between the Holy Celestina Church and the Draga Empire broke out.

The saint and head of the church sat on the throne. Wrapped in pure white bandages

, with the insight to see the scenery beyond that

ordinary people cannot see.

“Thank you, warrior.”

Ilicia opened her mouth in the cathedral where everyone was quiet and silence fell. The night moonlight was seeping through the colored glass.

“At first, I was afraid of a world without light.”

“Has it changed a bit since you got used to it?”

“well.”

Illysia smiled bitterly.

“When I first became a saint, I believed that I had a duty to this world.”

Illysia laughed self-deprecatingly.

“But in reality, he was just the face of this country and a puppet who could not do anything of his own will. And there is no need to even talk about the useless puppet Marlo.”

“Even now, I’m just a puppet who can’t achieve anything without you.”

“Well, it depends on what you think. “It would be better if you thought of him as a puppet master.”

“God ties the puppet strings to us, and people tie the puppet strings to people. “It is a truly ridiculous ball of puppets, each dancing without realizing the strings hanging above him.”

After hearing that, Yoosung shrugged his shoulders and asked back.

“Is that the reason for the war?”

Illysia smiled silently. There was a brief silence, and after the silence, he opened his mouth.

“I just want to put an end to this puppet ball.”

[The Lord of Swords has descended!]

[The tier of the tower will be increased from tier 10 hard to ??? tier!]

A message appeared and the players held their breath in front of the message.

“Lord of the Sword...?”

Except for Yooseong, there is no way the National Intelligence Service players would know that name. Nevertheless, its meaning never faded.

“No, sir. Is this a game? “I heard it’s tier 10 hard and they sell medicine like this?”

During season 5, the Plague Lord descended. At the top of the 12th tier hard drive, which is the only one in this entire world.

There is no limit to the number of players who can enter. And in order to attack that tower, countless rankers and heroes from all over the world gathered together to defeat a plague lord.

Moreover, I could tell because it was a shooting star. That sword lord and demon god cannot even be compared to the plague lord. In other words, this is the current tier of the tower. No matter how bad you are, you are above tier 13.

“These days, Cheonma specials are just everywhere.”

“Cheonma?”

“Everyone knows the myth skill Advent of the Heavenly Demon, right? “That Heavenly Demon is the lord of that sword, and the Heavenly Demon Advent skill is actually all fake replicas, and it doesn’t even work in front of Jintobaegi.”

“Hmm...

At those words, Master Park took a deep breath and the players in the assassination department froze.

“I’m a little embarrassed to even say this with my own mouth, but honestly, do you think we’ll end up together instead of you?”

“But we can’t just give up and leave Yoosung behind.”

Lee Sia, an elite player in the Assassination Department, answered.

“Oh, you can give up. “I will just get you out of the tower without any pain.”

Yoosung said. At those words, Isia shook her head.

“I can’t do that.”

“why?”

“When Yoosung was called to this tower. We also came in together. The world of the tower doesn't call you just for being there. In other words, we all have some kind of ‘role’ that we must perform. At the very least, if I cover even the ‘veil of darkness,’ the win rate will go up by even 0.1%.”

“You are free to think whatever you want. But to put it bluntly, it will only lead to a dog’s death.”

Yoosung spoke clearly. Isia asked again.

“So you’re going to fight alone again?”

“Characteristics of a hero: He has no specific goals or direction for his future. The joy of life is thwarting someone else's dream. Always passive, uncooperative and always moving alone.”

“Hey, you bastard, it’s starting again.”

“No, it’s not like I’m going to reveal it so you guys will laugh.”

“Oh, that’s right. “You’re great, you bastard.” That was when Master Park shrugged his shoulders in bewilderment.

［The Assassin Lord blesses and exerts influence on players belonging to the National Intelligence Service!］

［Assassin's Creed buff granted! Attack power hit correction, dark attack correction is greatly increased...]

[Lord of the Desert buff: Hashishin's Blade (Edge of ......)

[Shadow Lord has the ‘Blessing of Umbra' “...”

“Oh my! I forgot about it now. Are you okay?”

The message suddenly continued, and Yooseong swallowed his breath in shock. These buffs were given to players in the Assassination Department for no reason. He realized the meaning. Yoosung couldn't help but exhale.

“When I'm in danger, I won't hesitate to throw everything away.”

Why does he suddenly smell like sweat?

Just then, Go Yang3] stuck his head out from Yoosung's shadow and intervened. Yooseong was dumbfounded at the sight and answered,

“What can I do with this poop cat who can’t even pay for his food?” — Are you going to

give him some food?

“Okay, now that we’ve said it, you should pay for his food too. It’s okay to swallow up the players when you have time. . Because it will be processed as PK anyway.”

— That’s it.

After that, the troops of the Church of Korea won and began to advance towards the heart of the Draga Empire. But strangely, no one stood in their way. They stopped them or spied on them. The scouts who were supposed to be there, not even a single rat, were seen.

In order to monitor the situation, players from Yoosung and the National Intelligence Service posed themselves as scouts and advanced through the Draga Empire.

And each time, incomprehensible things happened.

A few things happened. As they walked forward, an imperial city suddenly spread out in front of them. The

physical distance that should have been between them literally narrowed like the law of the earth.

“......?『

“What the hell is this...!”

They looked around. When they looked around, it was a square in a ghost town. And as soon as the shooting star took a step inside it, the scenery of the city faded again, surpassing the physical distance, and another scenery greeted them. The Great Hall of the Imperial Castle, the capital of the Draga Empire

. It was

a flamboyant Gothic palace with a dragon symbolizing the empire and dark-colored relief decorations.

Sitting on the throne, full of grandeur, was a man

with long hair wearing black rags.

“What are you doing here, Elder Cheonma?”

Sreung.

Yooseong asked while looking at that scene. The male Heavenly Demon remained silent and drew his beloved sword.

Forge the blade as a dark frost craftsman, replace the protective gear with the black Surcoat ‘Baptism of Darkness', and raise a death frost army, leading the black and blue Death Knights.

With players from the assassination division of the National Intelligence Service hidden among the death knights.

In front of the sword lord and demon god Cheonma, Yoo Seong adjusted the hilt of his sword and held it.

[The effect of the title 《Lord Slayer》 1, ‘Increase attack power by 9999% when fighting against the monarch’ is activated!] [

The effect 1 of the title 《Enemy of the World》 m (text not unlocked) is activated!]

At the same time The Heavenly Demon's inaction fell, and Laplace's world was activated.

The devil of omniscience in a thought experiment who is said to be able to grasp the positions and momentum of all particles existing in the universe and predict everything in the past, present, and future according to mechanistic determinism.

And as soon as the skill was activated, an absurd amount of information flowed in, as if my brain would explode.

But sometimes, what you don't know is the cure.

It was better not to know. That was all I could think about.

-There was no chance of defeating that being in this isolated world.

All kinds of numbers clashed endlessly, and even now, the sword of the shooting star was clashing endlessly with the Heavenly Demon. Master Park and Lee Sia, as well as all the players in the Assassination Department, have died thousands of times over and over again, and they have longed for every possible way to save them.

But eventually, I gave up on that and fought back to defeat him, even if only on my own. Even that was impossible.

A nosebleed was flowing.

It was only after I weakly stretched out my arm and took a picture of the blood drop that I realized that all my experiences so far had been nothing more than virtual experiences.

But at the same time, it was a possibility that clearly existed.

There was a person screaming after Master Park died. Lee Sia, an elite player in the Assassination Department, was torn apart by the Heavenly Demon's sword, and she probably did not even realize that she was dead.

I realized once again how precious they were and that I still had things to lose.

This is not something that can be helped just because a few monarchs bestow a few buffs.

so that. Yuseong danced the sword dance.

When fighting against a monarch, attack power increases by 9999%.

The King of Heroes with increased power swung his sword, and none of the National Intelligence Service players there would realize their deaths.

It should have been so.

Kaang

But the swords that were supposed to free his comrades from this hell clashed.

‘You didn’t tell me.’

The sword demon who was supposed to be sitting on the throne was now facing the shooting star and the sword.

“Your world has no meaning, is meaningless, and is not even worth protecting.”

“Then why are you trying so desperately to protect them?”

Cheonma asked back, and Yoosung’s blood froze coldly.

The world of the tower doesn't call you just because you were there. In other words, we all have some kind of role to fulfill.

Isia said and it was true.

“Ha damn.”

Yooseong cursed as he crossed swords with the Heavenly Demon.

Immediately afterwards, dark frost blades swirled around him.

The intangible swordsmen holding five swords and the butchers of the world of assassins swung their blades.

Kaang:

“No, is this a game?”

However, even the sword of foresight, which can count all the possibilities and cases in Laplace's world, did not reach him.

Before him was the absolute meaningless, denying all meanings and all possibilities.

Kaang

And every time we meet again and again with that Absolute One...

《Descent of the Heavenly Demon. Jin〉

- Ability

. When you clash swords with a strong person, you can absorb some of the target's experiences and memories.

The memories and experiences stored in the Demon God's Sword, the Heavenly Demon's Sword itself, flowed in.

[Synchronization rate with Lord of Swords and the Heavenly Demon increases!]

[Synchronization rate: 29%]

Kaang!

[30%...]

[32%...]

Every time they bumped into each other, the memories and inaction contained in the Heavenly Demon's Sword were being reborn as Yu Seong's own.

Still, nothing changed. Even that is all something that can be predicted through Laplace’s world.

No matter how much you cross swords with him and get closer to him, you can never surpass the original.

It was just a replica of the Heavenly Demon, a thermal copy.

A fake that can't be real.

Laplace's world was also meaningless before the Heavenly Demon's Sword.

Moreover, there was no room for players from the National Intelligence Service to intervene while watching their fight.

“Just because you know doesn’t mean you can change anything. “It really doesn’t mean anything.”

That's why the sword demon

sneered as he swung his sword.

“And now your sword is overflowing with the meaning of protecting those you love.”

“Why don’t you beg to save them?”

“Don’t ask questions even if you know.”

Yooseong let out a cold sigh.

“Oh, you didn’t know! Well then, let me tell you what I saw in the world of La Place. “

I begged for the fire chicken cooks to be saved, but the old man told me to eat them all and killed them all!

”

Yoosung said, Master Park burst out laughing in bewilderment, and Lee Sia responded coldly.

The rest of the players in the assassination department also felt death and remained silent.

“hey. Yooseong-ah. How can you be my dad? “From earlier, rather than protecting something, I ended up talking nonsense and falling asleep.”

That's why Master Park cursed and said.

“Just give up on your nonsense, newbie.”

“I agree.”

Lee Sia spoke coldly.

“It is our decision and responsibility is also ours. “It’s not up to you, Mr. Kang Yu-seong.”

Yoosung pursed his lips.

Kaang:

The swords clashed again. The sword he was holding in his hand and the five swords he was controlling with his swordsmanship were all amplified through the effect of the Dokgogu Sword.

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That is why Yooseong regained consciousness amidst the ever-rising synchronous rate.

[The sword lord's synchronization rate with the Heavenly Demon increases!]

[Synchronization rate: 50%]

The Heavenly Demon's sword was being forged amidst the despair, futility, and indescribable pain and meaninglessness that he was feeling.

I realized that my sword had now reached a level that could not even be compared to what it was before entering this tower.

Still, nothing changed and it had no meaning.

“Wow, it’s really dirty so I can’t eat it.”

That's why Yooseong cursed.

“okay. “It’s meaningless, it’s meaningless.”

It's so absurd that it just fills me with indescribable sadness.

“How on earth did this damned old man become so senile and end up like this? And how did that crazy Sai Kopass above let you into this tower? huh? Is this a game? What kind of bastard who doesn't know how to play games is sucking his fingers and thumbs while watching this? Lord of the game? “Fuck you.”

Yooseong shouted in anger, swinging his

Kaang sword.

“Okay, look at this now and laugh your ass off, you damn bastards! “You’ll never have to laugh again in your life, so you should laugh hard now!”

It was just struggling without any meaning. There was no possibility or anything, and even though I knew that fact, I had no choice but to struggle.

It was right then.

An unexpected, uninvited guest appeared there.

It was an Illysian saint with a white bandage wrapped around her empty pupils.

“...

What Laplace's world can foresee is a closed world. However, an unexpected being appeared in a world that should have been closed.

And with intervention from outside, new possibilities began to emerge.

At the same time, Yooseong held his breath as he witnessed the shape of that possibility.

“I owe the hero something that I cannot repay.”

Saint Ilicia said.

The Lord of Swords bit his sword and turned his head towards the saint without saying a word.

“God ties the puppet strings to us, and people tie the puppet strings to people.”

And the saint continued speaking.

“Then, the God who is tying the strings for me and the God above the gods who is tying the puppet strings for that God, please listen to my prayer.”

“Saint...

It was right then.

[“I accept your prayers.”]

A voice was heard and darkness fell.

Eventually the darkness cleared.

It was in a landscape that Yoosung remembered from long ago.

“What is it?”

Master Park Ishia and others from the National Intelligence Service were also there.

“The throne at the end....

And in that scenery, Isia muttered for the last time.

When I looked down at the floor, I saw stars blinking as if I was looking down into space from the glass of a space station.

Countless pillars towered over the area where the shooting star was standing. It spins around in the shape of a screw, reaching beyond the top that you can't reach even if you raise your head. The pillars rose one after another.

When viewed from the outside, it resembles a single spire.

And there were thrones on every pillar and room of the spire.

The silhouette sitting on one of the lowest thrones was very familiar.

And Illysia was there too.

“Saint...

Yooseong opened his mouth in confusion. No, I tried to open my mouth. But I couldn't open my mouth.

“Do not disturb the throne ceremony.”]

[The Lord of the Game warns the player Kang Yoo-seong.]

At those words, Saint Illisia turned her head towards Yoo-seong.

Beyond the pure white bandage, the empty pupil was facing the shooting star.

“Even now, my world is still precious.”

Illysia said bitterly.

“But…it’s not worth sacrificing everything you have for yourself and the world you love.”

“Tell me what you want to offer.”]

A voice was heard again.

It was a voice resonating from the top of the tower to the bottom with an indescribable weight.

And Illysia answered, not caring about the weight.

“I will give my whole world.”