Episode 267
[What are you?]
Threads protrude from the gap between his own face that was split in half and repair it.
The attacked part was restored as if it was no big deal, but he could not move hastily.
The child, who was only a child, has grown up in a short period of time and exudes extraordinary energy.
[Why did you suddenly have power comparable to that of a demigod?]
This wouldnât have happened without any reason.
Clearly there is a reason.
If it is different from before.
knife.
just grabbing the sword.
âThe name of the sword is EmilyâŚâ
I thought it was a very unpleasant hobby to put my daughterâs name on the sword I obtained, but it seems that it is not simply something to think about.
As soon as he grabbed the sword, he grew up and gained strength close to that of a half-body.
[Still, is a demigod a demigod? Even though I connected them somehow, I thought that the power came in lacking something, so there was something left.]
It must have been because he left his power in that sword. Otherwise, there was no way the little boy who was nothing would suddenly go away.
thoughts are organized
Anyway, nothing has changed.
Sophieâs head was completely glued together.
Only then did he put on a relaxed expression once again.
[Nothing will change. Honey.]
âThatâs right. Nothing will change.â
different.
Itâs like being a completely different person.
The atmosphere itself has changed.
How can it change so suddenly? No matter how much he gained the power left by Colius, the atmosphere couldnât change like that, as if his personality itself had changed.
Sophie was wary.
The child who gained great strength was considered to be a child, but withdrew.
It made me change my mind right away.
[Who are you?]
Whoo!
After brushing off the dust from her sword, Emily answered her question as if it were natural.
âEmily.â
fault!
In an instant, Emilyâs model disappeared.
Sophie immediately clasped her hand and spread it open.
Balls of thread gathered between her fingers, spread out like flowers.
The ball of mysteriously colored thread that glowed black soon became a light sphere and sucked in the darkness.
[Whoa.]
Letâs blow into the mine.
Soon, the skein of thread, shining golden, unraveled, and each strand of thread sprang out like a needle in all directions.
Letâs go!
It contained the force of gravity and disturbed the gravity of the area.
Rides through the distorted spatial rift and attacks in all directions with no blind spots.
[Thread that goes against it.]
There is no blind spot that can avoid this attack.
Sophieâs armies, who rolled their eyes and kicked Emily, who would have turned into a hedgehog, are narrowed.
ââŚdoesnât exist.â
It disappeared as if it never existed in the first place.
It doesnât show up at all.
[Where is the repair work?]
Sophieâs hands with bloody veins stretched out.
Twelve hands bloom like flowers, extending to the hands of other people who are connected.
From the blossoming grasp, a âreversing threadâ appears and embroiders the air.
Bang bang bang! The thread skein explodes and the shot threads destroy all directions like needles.
Pillars collapse and houses and stone pagodas that exist in her sanctuary fall.
But even so, Emily doesnât show up at all.
As if it never existed in the first place.
Sophie couldnât help but be embarrassed.
She didnât show it on the outside, but her attitude of using a rebellious thread and showing no movement was evidence.
Sophieâs silence lasted quite a while.
One minute passed, two minutes passed.
It was the first time, even in her long life, that she had stayed in place without doing anything for two minutes in a battle where every second was contested.
This led to a sense of helplessness, and the helplessness she felt against the youngster soon angered her.
[Iâm sorryâŚ]
That time when I suppressed my anger by biting my lip.
âI did.â
sereung.
Before I knew it, Emilyâs sword was pointed at Sophieâs neck.
âI was so helpless.â
[âŚYouâre not that bitch.]
Spark!!
Emily cut Sophieâs throat at once. Sophieâs hair rolled on the floor as her blonde hair stumbled.
bang bang! bang!
But then, a blade of thread rose from the floor and aimed at Emily.
Emily, who had backed away and cut Sophieâs threads in one breath, was glaring at her with unwavering focus.
[I donât understand. Who are you? Has the soul of the sword awakened?]
Sophie regenerated her hair as if nothing had happened to her severed hair.
Golden threads rose and became her hair, face and skin.
[You donât know because you have only one head?]
Sophie grabbed the fallen hair and put it on the side of her neck.
After that, I crossed my arms and thought about it, but it still looked like I didnât know.
[I donât know. Well, letâs ask Beria later.]
Sophieâs lips bizarrely go up as the two heads come together again.
[How did you avoid it?]
Ting.
Pluck a single strand of yarn with your fingers.
It was the technique that Colliers had suffered.
At some point, Sophieâs hand is about to pierce Emilyâs right calf.
Tae-Aeng! Sophieâs thread bounced.
[Spin my thread?]
The sword in my hand is the same.
There is something.
Something invisible guarded Emilyâs surroundings.
After thinking about it for a while, Sophie once again came up with ăReversing Threadă.
Once again, several skeins of thread appeared and exploded, releasing threads in a chain.
Then, as expected, Emily disappeared.
Then it rose from Sophieâs feet and cut off her lower body.
Chew!
[Aha, youâre hiding in the shadows!]
Sophie, who shouted as if she knew it now, even though her lower body was cut off, quickly regenerated her body into threads, spewing threads from her entire body and spreading them like a spiderâs web under the feet of the entire area.
[I canât do it anymore.]
Cobwebs all over the place prevented Emily from hiding in the shadows.
Once again, Sophieâs thread using âReversing Threadâ is fired.
I thought that this time I would become a hedgehog. But
unfortunately, her white expression disappeared like melting snow.
[Stop this?]
Emily was swinging her sword.
As Sophieâs hands moved, all kinds of threads were forming and raining down, but Emily was blocking them.
All the threads were plucked and cut.
An invisible sword around her.
[thirty? No, thirty one.]
Depraved at the beginning by freely handling thirty one swords. Isnât it cutting off all the threads that are the source of Sophie?
And thatâs not all.
âPahwaro.â
[!]
Sheâs Stella. Not
âre-emulsification.â
He was using Coliusâ technology perfectly.
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
He cuts off all kinds of threads, gathers the floating sword pieces, turns them into ashes, and pours them out like waves.
Emilyâs re-emulsion, which creates a storm of ashes, wipes out Sophieâs sanctuary.
[The bitch that suddenly jumped outâŚ!]
Thanks to that, Sophieâs displeasure rose as she had no choice but to use unnecessary force.
Kwajik!
After stepping on the ground, Sophie flew up into the sky and covered her body with six wings.
It spreads its wings and counterattacks the rushing ash storm.
Quaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
Amidst the astonishing roar, Emilyâs sword aimed at Sophieâs throat.
Chew!
[What can I do with this, but my neck is growing again.]
I tried to tear Emily apart with the threads extending from my fingertips, but my sword blocked it.
Tuong! Gravity pulls Emily, who was trying to pull her body out. Whoo-! Emily was caught in an instant, but her sword was leaded in a scabbard before she knew it.
clap.
Soon, an eerie intuition makes the hairs on the body stand out.
âBaekjeolhwa.â
Awesome!!
White Jeolhwa shot from a very close range.
Sophie twisted her neck to barely avoid the white flower that was spread diagonally.
A drop of blood runs down Sophieâs cheek as she separates from Emily.
âI guess you canât play forever. is not it?â
[Shut up.]
There is no more room for Sophieâs movement, which has been flooded with shame.
Controlling his own gold thread as if he were alive, he took the form of a snake and started dealing with Emily.
The threads gathered from the floor turn into a giant golden snake, opening its mouth.
âHundred graves.â
However, Emilyâs swordsmanship, which had been checked on the floor before I knew it, became white.
Letâs go!
The shot of the sword splits the golden snake.
[Damn it!]
Sophie wielding a doll with a string hanging from her fingertips, and Emily stepping on a moving giant gold snake and running at a speed faster than light.
[?? ??? ?? ??!]
â???.â
Whoa-!
Chaaaaaaaaaaaaaagh! Explosions of the swinging sword continued in a chain.
Bang bang bang!
Explosions that touched the hianhwa continued in a chain, and one of the threads wrapped around Sophie opened in the form of a budding lotus flower.
hooked! I stabbed there, but it was short.
The sword stopped at the end of Sophieâs neck.
Her neckline draws high and low.
A feeling of humiliation and shame that I have never felt before is pushed all at once.
hooked Gap of the drawn sword.
Emilyâs eyes met Sophieâs.
âI waited for a very long time. You donât know.â
[What nonsense.]
âIt doesnât matter if you donât understand. I will kill you and save my father this time!â
Spaw!
Along with the cut defensive threads, Sophieâs body and hands stretch out.
[To you, I!? Canât you see the halo above my head?! i am god! I am now one step away from becoming a complete god! I wonât die to you bitch!! Trampling on the ordeal of four years, I will definitely become a true god!!]
âYou canât become a god. I will stop you.â
under! Calmness dwells in Sophieâs eyes as she laughs.
[Even if you are reborn hundreds of thousands of times and lead a life, you will not be able to experience the life I have endured. You only have a life span of ten or more years!! You donât even know what real pain is! Are you going to stop me?]
Slowly.
Sophieâs body, laughing as if it was absurd, becomes a thread and falls down.
The change that started with the legs poured out as the lower body and the whole body changed into things that did not know whether it was thread or hair.
Emily immediately gathered the ashes into one sword and used re-destruction.
Whoo-!
The thread that collapsed without substance was attacked by destruction and was cut in vain, but there was no reaction to speak of.
And just then.
Emilyâs balance was shaken.
It was because his feet suddenly started to get buried in the thread.
All the places that had been solid ground just a moment ago were turning into thread.
âOops, this is allâŚâ
The corruption of the beginning.
Itâs a bastardâs sanctuary.
And just then.
A pile of tangled threads from the ground began to form a huge shape.
It was something in the form of a holy god.
An angel with eight wings holding hands and praying.
The halo above her head was definitely what she was wearing.
Emilyâs eyes moved quickly.
The entire sanctuary is actually changing.
As if each strand is alive, he tries to restrain her and turns into a snake and catches her.
Even if you cut it off at once, other threads will pour out infinitely.
in between.
In the midst of all the things that had turned into threads, alter egos with Sophieâs faces rose like zombies and attacked Emily.
âI canât do it anymore, so Iâm using humane tactics.â
It pours out meaningless quantities.
They cut off the arms and legs of countless alter egos of Sophie and cut their bodies apart.
They began to bleed and dye the golden threads red as if they were really alive.
Like leeches, Sophieâs alter egos approached in search of food, cut and cut again and again.
Around them, Sophieâs limbs were piled up more than threads.
I felt something strange, but I couldnât stop the sword.
Cut and cut again.
âBaekjeolhwa.â
The half-moon sword blade that cuts straight through cuts through a thousand Sofia at once.
But soon after, another Sophie appears and rushes at her.
âHianhua!â
Boom, boom, boom!
obviously cutting are removing
However, such thoughts are becoming more and more entangled to the point where I am not sure.
The feeling of gradually sinking into a pit.
When Emilyâs martial sword started devastating the surroundings as if dancing.
[Youâve killed a lot of me.]
Suddenly, a gloomy voice came over Emilyâs body.
The moment when I was startled and pulled out of my body. Everything under her feet was squirming, and the hands and legs of the Sophies Emily had cut bizarrely moved.
âItâs disgusting.â
[Keuk-kuk, really? They are the ones who became one with me who made me who I am today.]
Sophie appeared through the reddish threads.
The sight of Sophie, with her legs and body like a centipede, was repulsive to anyone.
The upper body had original wings, but the lower body had Emilyâs severed limbs joined together.
I couldnât understand why it was like that.
âItâs enough to cut it off.â
fish sword.
The moment when Emilyâs invisible sword is about to cut Sophie, who has become a giant centipede.
Sasasasasasak!
â!â
[Surprised, isnât it?]
The place where everything around has turned into a heap of thread moves in an instant with a huge body.
Emily stumbled in panic at the tremendous speed.
Itâs not Sophie who will miss that gap.
Several parts of its body opened and formed a mouth, which exhaled red poisonous smoke.
âChit.â
I covered my nose with my arm, but to no avail.
Poisoned at once, Emily had no choice but to swing her sword and cut Sophieâs body apart.
Chew!
However, the more she cuts her body, the more Sophieâs body divides.
Sophie, who took the form of a bizarre centipede, turned into three at once.
Emilyâs eyes narrowed.
[This is my space, no matter what you do to me or what you make of it, itâs useless.]
Cool.
Emily vomited blood and ran away from Sophie who giggled.
The destination is a prayer statue holding hands and praying.
Since that sudden appearance, his condition has changed.
Whatever it was, it was good to break it.
Ashes gather on Emilyâs sword.
[Where!]
Three Sophies crawled on strings to stop her.
I counter Sophieâs attack with a blade made of reddish thread.
âYoo-su-hwa.â
After receiving the attack like flowing water, he splits Sophieâs body and rushes forward.
and soon.
The fluttering ashes gathered in her sword, and the thirty-one martial swords that moved countless times behind her back were nestled in one sword.
âI did not have the qualifications to grow into a flower like my father. The number of thorns on the flower my father made was just right. The name of this technology would suffice.â
Simultaneously with Emilyâs self-talk, who is not sure who she is talking to.
Her thorn pierces the stone statue.
awesome!!
damn!! Kwachang-!!
along with the crumbling stone statue.
The clock tower behind it collapses.
[Kyaaaaaaaagh!!]
Sophie screamed inside the clock tower and vomited blood. As if to pick up the blood flowing from the pierced chest, he took the blood and put it back into his body, but it was meaningless.
[no! no!! like this! I canât die like this!! no! no! I am! god! You must become a god! You have to become a god!!]
Coo-goo-oo-oooo!
The sanctuary collapses.
Her threads lose their luster.
Even the halo over his head was gone.
[Woo Woo Woo Wee!]
All kinds of things come out of her mouth suddenly vomiting.
It was the flesh of things she had put together before she was alive. It was the strength she took.
[Itâs mine! everything is mine!! No!]
Seeing the ugly figure of trying to sew the vomited flesh back on itself and stitching it up with thread, Emily herself knelt down on one knee, coughing up blood.
[Itâs because of you! Itâs because of you!]
âYou look good, crazy bitch.â
Sophie, who was blaming others, started pouring blood from her eyes.
[Why canât I recover! Why canât it be restored with my thread! How did your sword pierce my soul!!]
âThe soul must have been quite dirty.â
Sophieâs noisy movement stopped at the thoughtless words.
Whiing. The winds of change blew.
[Then⌠I wonder if I can attach the soul too?]
Shocked.
Emilyâs expression changed from laughing.
[Thank you.]
Quung-!
Suddenly, a gravitational field opens, blocking Emilyâs movements and sucking her in.
The body is poisoned and does not move.
A backlash began to pour in with great force.
I didnât have the strength to lift a finger.
âGo away and spit on your father bitchâŚah.â
[Iâll take your soul. Iâve never done it before, but maybe I can. Because I⌠am a god! Kyahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!]
A desperate situation. The moment her thread tries to pierce Emilyâs body.
-That doesnât work.
Crispy Crisp!
[Cheuk! How do youâŚ!]
A manâs arm appears after tearing Sophieâs body apart. It is ashes that contain heat.
[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhis
and resente, âand disappears.
[Excited God⌠Ah, Isabel.]
It was the end of a long beginning.