Stuck in The Tower

Episode 815

It was only for a moment that I stopped at the majesty of the unique area anti-magic technique.

I turned my head towards Dumagos.

“for a moment! “Ophelia!”

“We don’t have time to pick on every single thing!”

A call that is even cold-hearted.

Dumagos had made his decision.

That now was the right time, with the king of worship holding Ophelia.

There is no time to wait for the next opportunity.

It is also a great magic technique that was completed by paying a huge price.

-Clud-clack-clack.

The body of the guy who had expelled all his mana shrunk.

The symbol that provided strength was shattered, and Tsumra, who was assisting, could not be seen due to exhaustion.

Even at this moment, the meteor march did not stop.

You can’t protect everything.

I knew it too, and I saw Sexy Guy get hurt right in front of my eyes.

-Click.

I gritted my teeth.

Has the king of worship died?

What should Ophelia do?

All kinds of thoughts pass through my head.

‘If he dies, you have to ask other kids to deliver the Stone of Regret.’

In that state, even if I die and go outside, it’s obvious that I’ll be on the verge of turning into a monster.

I can’t leave the tower even if I die until I reach the 100th floor, so I have no choice but to ask.

Damn infinite coins didn’t help in this case.

A short but anxious time passed.

-Guooooh.

Eventually, the sky that had released all its power closed.

The scenery slowly emerged beyond the creeping dust.

In silence, everyone’s eyes are focused on one place.

A hole that went underground.

Even the space was distorted by the enormous energy.

“I didn’t know I’d be using this already.”

The guy didn’t die.

[The Concept King glares at Dumagos.]

[A person who is not a king cannot kill a king.]

[Error!]

[The legitimacy of the concept is not guaranteed due to power beyond common sense!]

No matter how many people have the concept of a king, Even if it exists, it is true that it was attacked outside of the standards.

He was also aware of this fact, so he created another protective device.

-Passion!

A black-purple sphere created around the King of Worshipers accepts the remaining damage.

Strangely intertwined chaos and concepts flash.

When did you bring it?

Beneath it lies the corpse of a tentacle human.

The man who stepped on the corpse, which had turned white in a short period of time, stretched out his hand towards the sky.

[Bedrock Vaaluze creates legitimacy at the cost of other people’s lives.]

-Kugugugugu!

Other people’s lives. It was clear what that meant.

It is a concept that is sacrificed in lieu of one’s own life.

Because a concept is a fragment of the soul that represents the life of a being.

“It’s a shame, Dumagos.”

He saved his life by giving them up.

Along with the message, a huge amount of concepts were sucked into thin air.

Everything from tentacle humans to the monsters running wild in the field.

-Kyaaa!

-Ugh!

As the concept rises into the sky, a precious scream rings out.

A homecoming song rang out as someone’s life disappeared.

The life and history that represented each being evaporated.

Completely without leaving any trace.

The aftermath was great.

“Khaaaak!”

Dumagos vomited blood.

The body becomes blurred and even the soul shrinks.

It’s not just him.

– Crispy.

-Pick it up.

“Kaaaa!”

“You ugly king! “I will curse you forever!”

“Damn it! Eternal punishment awaits you!”

Symbols shattered in various places and forgotten people began to disappear.

The concept of the forgotten ones sacrificed by the King of Worshipers.

The concept that was taken away disappeared and the shock returned.

“I guess it was a trump card. “It’s the same for me too, so don’t feel unfair.”

“Please turn back. “Our king.”

[Dumagos, the Forgotten One, exerts all his strength.]

With those words, Dumagos’ body disappeared.

I had a feeling that I would probably never be resurrected again.

Because I got a glimpse of the emotions flowing out of his soul as it trembled.

“…It’s so terrifyingly persistent.”

How much longer do you have to survive before your true self is resolved?

I looked at him with my face distorted.

“He just didn’t deserve to defeat me.”

The strike Dumagos had prepared failed.

I won’t deny it.

But if you say it didn’t mean anything, that’s not true.

It’s true that I pushed him into a corner.

[Bedrock Vaaluze expands his own territory.]

Because he made his own territory that had never been seen before.

A huge presence that always moved with him.

It is not simply presence.

At the same time, it is a heterogeneous space created by the mixing of an enlarged soul and the concept of chaos.

[The Absolute Throne declares its territory.]

It was a unique territory where its own laws applied.

A vastly expanding black space.

It passed us by and swallowed up the entire kingdom.

I can’t even see the sky anymore.

-Srurr.

see.

The dome covering this place is slowly swirling.

Like oil floating on water, emitting colorful colors, the concept drifted within the realm.

Is that all?

[The remnants of the fortress are guided by their master.]

[The fallen people offer up their lives.]

-Uuuuuuung.

It absorbed all the concepts left behind by the destroyed castle and dead worshipers.

This was the plan from the beginning.

The reason he went beyond the mountains to hunt for concepts was to get insurance.

If we expanded our scope from the beginning, we could supply and demand as many concepts as we wanted.

[Demonization (SSS) Lv.9]

[Absolute Domain (SSS) Lv.9]

I also built my own domain.

Even though its level has increased, it is small compared to that guy.

From the beginning, the direction was different.

My territory was one that did not allow anyone else’s power.

On the other hand, the territory spread by the King of Worshipers.

“It’s a space where you can freely express your concepts.”

In fact, he created something exactly like you.

This is probably the area I gained after becoming the ruler of the 99th floor.

“It’s good that all the worshipers are dead, but I’m worried about Ophelia.”

“The cook was also attacked by the monster, and even Ophelia.”

The only survivors are the members.

Park Jae-kyung was injured during the battle.

Because the worshipers who had turned into strange entities did not sit still.

“He’s still alive. “I don’t know if it’s right to consider that thing alive.”

Because the surroundings are so messy, they cannot be identified with the naked eye, but can be seen through the spirit world.

Her symbol remains.

Was it buried in the ground? Or maybe you’re just rolling around with a corpse.

What is certain is that it is not in good condition.

It seems like he barely escaped Dumagos’ blow, but he suffered a serious blow.

“If you happen to die and leave the tower, use this on Ophelia. “He’s out of his mind right now.”

“okay. “I’ll take care of it.”

“You’re not going to die!”

After distributing the regret stones, the body was inspected.

My whole body ached, but not to the point where I couldn’t move.

The only enemies left now are the Cult King and the Designer.

“Are you ready?”

“uh. Are you tired of waiting? “I’ll let you rest soon.”

There are no more cards left.

There are no troops to gather, and there is nothing that can be called a victory card.

It’s no different from a guy.

It’s just unpleasant to be in his territory.

Tuk.

I hit the guys standing next to me on the back.

“See you all outside.”

“I’ll be the last to leave.”

“Hey! “Let’s set the flag!”

“…What is a flag?”

hmm. good.

In this situation, it’s the same as usual.

We are trying to ease the tension with light conversation, but everyone knows.

Most people might die here.

[Wear the left wing of the wingless angel (SSS)!]

[Wear the right wing of the devil (SSS)!]

[The dancing master’s crown (B) sparkles!]

-Quaaaang!

He was the first to charge forward.

The hair loss man also followed suit, not to be left behind.

Nyangpun and Lickjak aim for Amunsta and capture Yanggak.

-Tzuzuzuzu.

From now on, I have been keeping my vision of the spirit world open.

My eyes sting, but I can’t stop.

Because fighting against it wasn’t just about clashing bodies.

-Whispering.

His body was still, but his spirit pulled the curtain with its fingertips and threw it at me.

Along with that came a concept.

Although on the outside it was just a black sphere.

[Aurora Beam (SSS) Lv.MAX]

[The title bomber flashes!]

I intercepted it before it even got close.

-Kyaaa!

-Ahhhh!

Spheres scattering with a scream.

The concepts held by the worshipers become thought forms and attack.

[Unforgettable Lancer (SSS) Lv.MAX]

“Mangu!”

“Kyaaaaaaaaa!”

It’s up to the ghost to deal with the ghost.

A spark burned in Mangu’s eyes.

Perhaps he was cheering that the enemies he was going to face had finally appeared, but before he could even give instructions, he flew and swung his spear.

-Aaaah!

A thought form that disappears while letting out an ear-piercing scream.

I also stabbed my sword.

[Sword Gang]

[Tearing Souls (SSS) Lv.MAX]

[Love and Peace (SSS) Lv.MAX]

“Achieve Buddhahood, you bastards.”

[Title: The saint of the resurrected church raises divinity!]

-Faaaaaat!

The pierced thought body burned away with a strong light.

I turned around without even having time to see that the guy had disappeared.

-Cow!

The King of Worshipers stamped his foot.

The enlarged soul has physical power and weighs down the ground.

Crazy guy. Even your soul is used as a weapon.

I rather like it.

-Suddenly.

There are plenty of places to cut away by tearing the soul.

A large toe is cut off from its soul.

I know it well too.

How painful it is to have your soul hit directly.

The guy didn’t even flinch.

Again.

-Suoooo!

Concepts sucked out of thin air filled the empty part of my soul.

Is this why you were confident?

Then turn right away.

“this guy!”

Instead of trying to rush at the guy, I turned straight away.

Amunsta.

The last surviving designer.

Now there’s no one to interfere, so why fight separately?

It’s enough if we all fight like crazy.

I don’t even have an arm because of Ophelia.

‘Well, I still have three arms.’

It doesn’t matter though.

Me and the hair loss man, nyan fun lick lick.

If the four of you beat them up, what are you going to do to stop them?

[A conceptual glass window blocks the road!]

A glass window with no visible trace blocked the way.

It is invisible to the eye.

But I had power.

-Aaaah!

slid down.

I swung my sword as if it was rolling on the floor, passing through the glass window that grazed the tip of my nose.

[The title Ankle Reaper sharpens his blade!]

– Let’s go!

I scratched his left leg.

Coo!

The guy with the torn Achilles tendon got down on one knee.

“Is it now?”

Without missing the opportunity, the hairless man stretched out his fist to crush the guy’s head.

It was a good opportunity, but the King of Worshipers also did not sit still and watch.

“Aaaah! What is this!”

-Quaaaang!

The spirit of the bastard reached out and grabbed the Bald Man and pressed him down.

Without even having time to worry about the hairless man buried in the ground, he threw his sword upward.

[The SSS-level power of the unyielding swordsman is on display!]

The sword stretched out as if it would pierce the sky!

Soul Rip slit his wrists.

-Patter patter!

Blood-red concepts and ancient curses poured out.

in between.

-Kaaaaang!

The King of Worshipers thrust out his sword.

It began to move its soul and body separately.

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