The Crazy Villain Regains His Sanity

Chapter 423

Episode 423

“….”

The saintess’s expression was stiff as she looked at me.

To anyone, it may have seemed like she had made a firm decision, but the saint was wavering.

As I crossed the line, the way back passed me far. The saint herself probably knows very well that she can no longer handle this on her own.

He tried to hide his true feelings and spoke to me.

“How are you?”

“what?”

“It has become a public achievement for the world. “Is this what you wanted?”

“It’s exactly what I hoped for.”

This is probably not the answer you wanted.

“What is that…”

“Then do you think you never thought something like this would happen when you faced God head-on?”

Yes, there is a difference between making a decision and taking action.

He went from being a villain who would burn the world to becoming a superman who saved the world. It is difficult to give up that honor and return it to the world.

But I was willing to take that path to get rid of the self-proclaimed god.

“What on earth does this mean to you? “Why are you doing this, even turning the world into an enemy?”

“To deal with the guy who calls himself God.”

“The two can coexist. But you keep causing conflict.”

“How is coexistence possible? Because God gave in? Or did I bend over?”

“that…!”

The saint, who had been speechless, could no longer speak.

You probably know. That I and the self-proclaimed god are incompatible.

It’s not that we’ve come a long way, but it was a situation where we couldn’t tolerate each other from the beginning.

In the end, someone has to die for it to end.

“If you know that, stay back.”

“I can’t do that.”

“Do you want to see the end too?”

“….”

As I exerted pressure and exerted pressure, the saintess bit her lip while preparing to confront me.

[I’m serious. There doesn’t seem to be any room for further persuasion?]

That’s right.

I looked around again. The place where the saint and I are now is the Alps, a place like his own front yard for the self-proclaimed god.

Even though she could come out with all her might if she wanted to, the saint appeared alone.

It wasn’t difficult to figure out what that meant.

“I guess you’re planning to reveal your true self.”

“What do you mean?”

“Even if you impersonate God, are you afraid of the eyes of those around you?”

The saintess looked anxious as she looked at me laughing.

“I was right on time. You haven’t completely formed your body yet. “The aftereffects of getting hit by the hermit sage were stronger than I thought.”

“Such nonsense… ugh!”

A moan escaped the saintess’ mouth as she tried to refute it. The self-proclaimed god is controlling him from making any more noise, and at the same time, he is showing his anger towards me.

There probably won’t be much left. I managed to bridge the gap, and the self-proclaimed god must have been furious that his soon-to-be-perfect moment was interrupted.

“There is no reason for me to wait. “Why should I wait when my opponent is showing weakness?”

I could feel the anger expanding beyond the saint. He probably had this in mind when he sent the saint here.

This is where my grave will be.

“Ahh!”

The light behind the saintess, who was struggling in pain, turned dark red. At the same time, the space split apart and a huge eye appeared.

Just looking at the eyes filled with blood and madness had a huge impact on the mind. With Gwangsimi at the head and Mandeuk assisting to eliminate his influence, I stepped forward.

Quad deuk!

The black beast’s arms stretched out, twisting the space, rushing like a whip. I took it head on with mine-covered hands.

Passsss!

With just a brief touch, thick thoughts flowed through my fingertips and into me. I was able to see what kind of intention the attack, a mixture of all kinds of life’s madness and emotions, had.

It was like shaking off cookie crumbs, scattering terrible thoughts at me.

Instead of backing down, I stretched out my hand toward that thought.

bang!

As I covered the beast’s entire arm with mines, the aftereffects of thought were almost completely eliminated. The beast’s arm disappeared as if it had been sucked in, but the eyes behind the saint did not disappear.

I smiled as I looked at the saintess who was standing stiffly in her seat.

“That is the reality of the god you serve.”

“….”

The saint could not say anything. I, too, no longer focused my attention on the puppet, but on the self-proclaimed god who had revealed a part of his reality.

Even though I lost my body, the force I felt was truly terrifying.

He could see that he had reached a completely different existence from the divine beasts he had seen so far.

[That is not a divine beast.]

Yongyong’s muttering brought me confidence.

“I can’t even imagine how many things they caught and ate.”

It did not discriminate between humans and monsters. Divine beasts also exist there.

That may have been the nourishment for the self-proclaimed god and made him into the monster he is today.

Because mixed forces can no longer maintain their original form and tend to run wild.

Looking at this guy reminded me of my past. As I pursued greater power and more gifts, I lost control and was eaten by a hematoma.

Because the differences between species exist, I endured it, but I did not feel that the self-proclaimed god I saw was much different from when I became a blood species.

“In the end, you too were victimized by that otaku guy in the corner. “It would have been difficult to blame it on someone else since it was done out of one’s own greed.”

[A single human knows so many things.]

Even the voice that resonated in my mind was filled with strangeness.

It was a seething mass of desire, as if it wanted to turn the entire world upside down.

“So you don’t want to kill more? “Why don’t you step forward instead of hiding behind?”

[….]

The self-proclaimed god did not respond to me any further.

Instead, we took action.

The space where the beast’s arm appeared just a moment ago split and began to turn dark red.

[It’s similar to a barrier. I’m trying to throw it away too.]

Then I tried to tell him not to overdo it and to back off, but Yongyong acted faster.

It had maintained its small form until now, but now it has grown to a size similar to mine.

[At this level, he can project a certain amount of power, so he won’t be able to push it away.]

[Compatriot, are you trying to interfere with what I’m doing?] The

self-proclaimed god seems to want to separate Yongyong.

[I do not want to recognize as a member of my own people a person who is suspected of murdering members of my own people for his own greed.]

It was a surprising change in Yongyong, who used to ignore and watch over matters related to his own people.

The self-proclaimed god’s mood, which had softened somewhat, changed again.

[Then we have no choice but to deal with both.]

The worst!

Parts of the self-proclaimed god’s body that had not been revealed before were revealed.

One arm resembled a werewolf’s, and the other arm resembled a crustacean’s pincer. Beyond the gigantic fuselage were tentacles emitting a dark red aura, and red eyes were constantly flashing on its face, which was so grotesquely twisted that it was difficult to even guess its shape.

All of the divine beasts I have seen so far were based on mythology.

However, if you look at the appearance of the self-proclaimed god, there is nothing like a divine beast.

[This is our people?]

Yongyong muttered in shock, but it was only natural to me, who knew the side effects of blood feeding.

“You too were a test subject of that power.”

[Something has to be lost in order to gain greater power. You can change your appearance at any time.]

“But it must not have been easy to create a body that could accommodate that power.”

[….]

“I know. “Because I have experienced it all in the future.”

[I will catch you and reap the fruits of your trial and error.]

The moment the dark red eyes flashed, countless stars collided.

It’s just a metaphor, but the self-proclaimed god attacked me with all the means of attack he had.

[How could you do that…]

It must have been a powerful attack that surprised Yongyong. Although they lost a way to respond for a short period of time, Mandeuk and Gwangsim came forward and were able to provide the first defense.

But the attack on the self-proclaimed god did not end there. They continued to attack me in an uninterrupted flow as if they were going to annihilate my existence in one fell swoop.

In that moment, I lost the ability to fight back. But it was possible to endure.

Pasasa!

I tried to hold it with my hand, but eerie thoughts clung to my hand.

These are things that try to influence the mind in some way.

If it weren’t for Mandokbulchim or Hyegwangsimgeo, I would have used up a lot of mental energy to defend against this.

It means it’s okay now.

Rather, I was able to laugh at the endless information flooding into my head.

“It’s fun.”

It was like seeing my old self. This is me at the time, when if something looked strong and good, I would unconditionally sweep it into me and make it my own.

So what happened? In the end, it caused a runaway, and the unbalanced power boiled over from time to time.

The clear goal of reigning as a god made the self-proclaimed god crazy, but it didn’t only give him an advantage.

The strong power that is poured in recklessly is bound to show its limits at some point, and it was easy to grasp the flow.

Above all, he was still hiding in the world of images and was not demonstrating his power properly.

If this is the battlefield he wants, there is no reason to hang out with him.

Kwarung! Qarring!

Eerie dark red thunderbolts struck one after another. It was a powerful force that stimulated the fear of the human abyss, but to me it was just a familiar remnant that had been with me for a long time.

This was the moment when I was trying to get out after tearing up the space within my reach with a mine.

[You can’t escape.]

The self-proclaimed god saw my intention and tried to grab me, but his dark red hands stopped as if they were tied by a rope.

[Do you know what you are doing now?] As

I tried to block the approaching hand, I shifted my gaze from the self-proclaimed god to the object of my anger.

There was a saint looking at me.

But there was a determination that I had never seen before. Yes, I’ve seen it a few times, but this time was different.

“Now.”

“What does it mean?”

“You said that even giving up my life was God’s will.”

“Do you want to say it’s wrong?”

“No, that’s right. It wasn’t my will. “God probably wanted to sell his beloved doll when it was worth the most.”

[You…!]

“Then what about now? Do I still feel like I’m being manipulated?”

There was earnestness in that question.

Although he was still subordinate, the expression of his will now was his own.

“no.”

“Then please kill me right here.”

“Are you serious?”

“yes. I don’t want to be taken advantage of anymore. I was convinced that the God I worshiped viewed humans as objects of domination rather than pity. I was wrong. “I can’t go down the wrong path anymore.”

The saint’s eyes toward me were flawless and bright.

At the last moment, he even threw off his dependence by his own will.

“I don’t refuse.”

My hand pierced the saint’s chest and broke her heart.

Even though she must have felt terrible pain, the saint’s expression was relaxed.

The saint, who suddenly vomited blood, looked at me and pleaded for the last time.

“Please bring world peace….”

“I’m not interested in that. instead.”

I spoke as I looked at the crack in space that had lost its host, the saint, and was starting to run wild.

“I will definitely get rid of that guy.”

“….”

The saintess smiled faintly and closed her eyes.