The Woman Found the Will I Wrote

123 – Two

“What a monster. That’s harsh.”

Even though it was difficult, I followed it because it was a magic that was easy to follow.

Isn’t it too much to call someone a monster just because he or she imitated some magic?

I spoke with the thought that the Celestial Church members were too talkative.

“Well, no matter what, it would be correct to say that it has no value to you anymore.”

Since his main ability, Time Distortion, has been taken away, there is no need to keep him alive anymore.

Of course, it would be ideal to capture them and use them as hostages.

‘I don’t think I can catch it, so it would be right to give up.’

Even if you try to capture that guy, the moment you lock him inside, he will continue to return to the ‘time distortion’.

It would have been better to kill him than to capture him.

‘No matter how much I do, I can’t continue to care about this guy.’

So, rather than creating unnecessary variables, I decided to proceed safely and turned my attention.

‘… So what’s left is to create a magic that will kill that guy instantly.’

The magic formula is almost complete.

Now, all I have to do is take a little more time. I continue to complete the connection structure and modification of the magic formula in my head.

The moment I was keeping the archbishop in check who was screaming in front of me.

The archbishop decided that things couldn’t go on like this.

He shouted as he plunged the huge sword he was holding into his body.

“Light has never overcome darkness; darkness will swallow up all light.”

With those words, the whole world was instantly dyed dark red.

Powerful magical energy begins to seethe from all directions.

I slowly moved my body, realizing that the real battle had now begun.

‘It clearly had time distortion and necromancer-related abilities.

If I were to add to this, he also had the ability to be a warrior, judging from the fact that he was holding a sword.

I’m watching this with some anticipation as to how they will attack.

Numerous corpses scattered around rise up and begin to transform into the shape of an ‘archbishop’.

In fact, if you look at this alone, it was a not-so-special situation, just imitating the archbishop with corpses.

‘There is too much demonic energy contained in each corpse.’

Similar level to the archbishop… No, what comes to mind is that each and every one of them boasts overwhelming magical prowess that rivals that of the archbishop.

‘… Maybe this is his real ability.’

I’m not sure what the structure of the magic is.

I scattered lightning, thinking that if I destroyed everything, the result would be the same.

Thunder and lightning struck all around and everything around was shattered.

Seeing that the undead I was surviving without any problems even after being struck by lightning.

I laughed as I realized that they were not just scarecrows.

‘Are you saying that every single thing is real?’

In any case, magic must be expressed within one’s mana or magic energy that can be handled.

Even though it is virtually impossible to create a large number of people who ‘have magical energy similar to your own’.

That guy makes it seem like it’s obvious and puts pressure on me.

I was dodging the countless undead that were charging at me and exploding them with a point-blank explosion.

I was able to understand that ‘time distortion’ was continuously occurring starting from my surroundings.

‘If it’s a problem… There is not just one time distortion, but hundreds… No, it must be that thousands of things are happening at the same time.’

As if there is an ego in the time distortion.

I couldn’t help but laugh as I watched everyone go their own way.

‘To put it another way, if I simply reach out over there.’

It was a story about how countless time zones could be mixed up and your entire body could be torn apart.

I spoke briefly, understanding that this was a situation in which my entire body could collapse if I hesitated.

“You’re doing something quite interesting.”

“… Anyone who stands in the way of the Heavenly God Church must be eliminated.”

Looking at the undead who were muttering that they needed to be eliminated as if they had been brainwashed.

Conversely, when I was using time distortion to protect my body.

I can see the undead in front of me stabbing towards me, holding their greatswords strongly.

‘If it were normal, it wouldn’t have been a big problem.’

Time is partially distorted.

It’s like the blade appears before you even stab the sword, or the blade continues to be there even after the sword is deflected with a shield.

Strange phenomena continue to occur and begin to put pressure on me.

“… “

At the same time, the strong demon energy continued to cling to me and tried to grab my ankles.

I had no choice but to counter this by manifesting more mana and using more time distortion.

“… It’s meaningless. It’s meaningless.”

The archbishop used a mixture of the speaking style of a child and the speaking style of an old man.

He cried and laughed at the same time and shouted at me with a somewhat bizarre expression.

“No matter how much you… They say it looks like a monster. Anyway, human… Everything should go according to the will of the Heavenly God, so why do you rebel?

This time, the conversation between the old man and the girl.

I guess I used too much time distortion.

The archbishop who was using it gave a short answer, thinking that he was also caught up in the flow of time.

“It’s rebellion. “Isn’t defiance a word used by the weak against the strong?”

She laughs at those words and answers as if it were natural.

“You know exactly. There’s no way you can beat Heavenly God when it’s a subject that even I can’t beat, right? How foolish! “Foolish.”

At that one word, as if victory had been decided, I smiled and spoke briefly.

“Who said you can’t win?

“… “What?”

Even before the archbishop’s brief question was finished.

I unleashed the new magic I created earlier.

As soon as I activate the magic, all the undead and time distortions surrounding me evaporate at once.

I spoke to the archbishop who was shocked as he watched the entire area around me turn white.

“I just asked who wouldn’t be able to beat someone like you.”

With those words, all the mana around it collapses and turns completely white.

I slowly turned my gaze to see everything surrounding me literally disappearing.

‘With this level of power, it can be used even by archbishops and above.’

However, the mana consumption is so high that it would be difficult to overuse it.

Feeling the need to modify the magic, I slowly turned my gaze and looked down at the archbishop with only a small amount of flesh remaining.

‘It’s miserable.’

Because of its unique regenerative ability and time distortion, it seems that some of its form was saved.

The power of magic was so strong that it seemed to act as poison.

I looked at the still writhing flesh and thought as I slowly trampled on it.

‘Well, anyway, he’s alive. You can just take out information or memories.’

I was laughing, thinking that it was a pretty good trophy.

The piece of flesh was sealed with magic and then thrown into the mace.

‘Then what remains is what on earth this guy was trying to do in the clock tower.’

I looked at the clock tower that had disappeared without a trace, crossing my arms and thinking.

I soon decided to give up thinking and looked away.

‘If I pull out the memories, I’ll probably know something.’

I decided to use the magic I created earlier in a place where there were no important items as much as possible, and headed to the Illusion Library.

* * *

“Yes? Archbishop? Yeshh?!”

When I show Amber the archbishop’s flesh, she gets scared and hides behind the wall.

I thought it was somewhat amusing to see Amber, who was usually quite calm, showing this side of herself, so I spoke briefly.

“Stop and extract information.”

“… No, but that is really dangerous. “If you are an archbishop, unlike bishops, you can destroy everything here.”

“Do you think I can’t do it?”

“… “

At that, Ember let out a sigh and came over as she spoke, extracting information from the archbishop’s flesh of her.

“But how on earth did you capture it? No matter how much of a warrior you are… “I think you’re too strong.”

“I guess it’s because of my hard work in the first round.”

“… That’s true.”

I don’t know how they tried.

Most of the strength I possessed was achieved in the first round, so there was nothing else to say.

‘Of course, I must have put in some effort.’

Even taking this into account, the impact of the first round will likely be significant.

As I was thinking those thoughts, I was watching Amber purify the information and feed it to me.

Amber was thinking about something and spoke slowly.

“They even caught the archbishop… “It’s not long now.”

Not much time left.

Certainly, there are only a few people left after the Archbishop, so if we follow them a little further, that will happen.

I am nodding my head in agreement, but Amber thinks for a moment and then speaks to me.

“So, hero, are you going to return to your original body? Or will he continue to live in that body… ?”

I had no choice but to keep quiet about the problem, which was so difficult to solve.

If you think about it emotionally, it makes sense to return to your original body.

‘Is it right for my body to return to its original state of feeling bloated after eating Jajangmyeon?’

Of course, since she has a body in her mid-20s, it’s not much different from Dern’s body her her …

Still, wouldn’t it be better to remain in a healthy body?

While I was thinking about this, thinking that I should think about it, Luna smiled and spoke.

[If there are two owners… Mating can also be doubled!]