A Sleepy Summoner Wants To Rest - Chapter 147

147 – 3. The World Only Rest Knows (3)

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Coming to my senses, the first thing I did was put the pieces I received as a reward into a disc.

“…That’s it.”

When the empty part was completed, the intaglios of the six animals were mixed and turned into a single sentence, and it became the shape of a tiger with its mouth wide open.

The moment I checked it, I felt intuition that this was not the end. Sure enough, the moment the disc was completed, the [Cheongi Leak] In the title reacted, suggesting that another secret was connected afterwards.

I let out a light sigh at the system’s clear prompt in front of me, as if obstructing it.

I don’t know anything else, but this one thing is certain.

Just me chasing this makes the system, to be exact, someone who manages it troublesome. That alone makes it worth following through.

Conversely, I also suspected that such a reaction would make me follow this, but if I were to think that way, the dungeon itself would become bottomless and endless as it is included in the trickery of the gods and the system.

People easily back down after repeated compromises.

It means that the intensity of humanity is decreasing. That doesn’t mean you have to be stubborn all the time. Don’t they say that a sword that is only hard is easily broken?

So you have to be flexible to a certain extent, but firmly hold on to your beliefs that will not change.

My belief is always peace. You can do anything for that. Decided to do anything.

In the process, I will have no regrets about what I did, and even if someone else decides to retaliate because of it, I have no intention of backing down.

Aren’t you doing the troublesome thing of moving after thoroughly calculating everything to prevent that kind of thing from happening in the first place?

Everything is proven by results. If it’s for the most ideal end I want, it’s not my part-time job no matter what other things happen.

So I got up.

There is no meaning to the ending obtained by forcibly forcing the sacrifice of others. Even if the sacrifice is coercive, based on that, I can say that I have moved forward only when I truly achieve my own achievement.

Otherwise, it will become meaningless to those who have been trampled on. When I trample on it, my efforts are wasted. Even if I don’t like it, even when I slaughter something insignificant, I have to get something to solve my intuition.

The harvest of selected ends, not indiscriminate killing. That’s why I reap them. Take it to make it mine

That’s how you advance, break, trample and climb, reaching the end of this crazy game for one world.

Don’t disturb my rest.

Don’t even come close.

Just stop bothering and get out of here.

If you want to do sh*t like this, do it separately in my absence.

And I will twist the head off the bastard who threw me into this mess.

If there had been no interference, I could have reached the end and rested there.

I no longer have to kill others against my will, and when I lose my mind and open my eyes again, I don’t see the sight of the surroundings turning into a sea of blood.

I didn’t want to feel the terrible sensation of new blood being applied to my hands before it dried, and the crumbs tingling my skin.

I have never wished for such a hell in my life.

There is no apology. I didn’t do it on purpose. It’s meaningless to those who will die anyway.

Even if I cry out for repentance and deny immorality, the world already sees me as dead. Then you should be willing to respond. There is nothing I can do other than nod and accept.

That one. Two. Cloth. Only. 100 Million.

aaa

The moment someone twisted the neck of a baby crying sadly in the arms of its dead mother after its throat was blown off by a sword, the moment all life in the world disappeared, I was able to regain control of my body.

It’s finally over. This is the last one I wanted to be comfortable as soon as possible. He endured with only that one heart. I desperately held onto my mind.

The karma of all these things belongs to me. So, you have an obligation to watch until the end. Even if it has nothing to do with my will, there is nothing wrong with what I did.

That, the end of that end. Twisted without my consent. I forcibly extended my end simply for my own wish.

A fresh restart? Shake off the terrible past and play a new game?

…Don’t be ridiculous. In other words, the world, reality, does not move according to a lousy scenario like a game. If that was possible, wouldn’t it be meaningless for me to have endured so far?

There is no god.

I hoped so much, and I never forgot to pray even for a single day. Even so, God did not appear until the end of the end.

Then, who is the entity that brought me back to life? The answer is fixed It’s nothing more than trash that enjoys seeing my pain, nothing less.

To those who have reduced the massacre that I have seen, felt, and memorized without exception to a meaningless past in a single moment.

Did you enjoy it? Then now it’s my turn

It is my duty to give the gift of gratitude for making such an irreplaceable experience with my own hands.

As if putting down the final period, let’s give the person who hindered my ideal a proper ending.

I don’t know who that someone might be, but once I stabbed them all, I wonder if they would sell the name of the culprit even if they didn’t want to die.

“Cool.”

Blood flowed out along with a dry cough. It was black, dead blood. Since the wounds on the body are all healed, it must be the process of new blood pushing out the dead blood.

However, the blood I spit out was gradually carbonized like ashes in the air, and then it fell to the ground as white snow powder.

It was the result of adding [Imagery] Naturally, even though I didn’t want it.

I understand. Now, there was only one step left, and it was pushed out just because someone else was taking the place, so it must be heartbreaking.

In order to fill that gap with something else, I want to jump right now and struggle.

The lid of the shaken carbonic acid bottle has been removed. Originally, it should be poured into a prepared bowl, but the inside of the glass is already filled with something else.

So, it is only natural that contents that have lost their destination overflow.

I need a way to solve this before my subjectivity becomes an indiscriminate murder.

Do you have complete control in this state, or do you block it altogether?

As I always said, I do not treat uncontrollable power as possessed power. Rather, I sincerely think that if you can’t deal with it as an enemy, it’s better to destroy it.

In that respect, my current power is no different from an ally that is annoying. He’s definitely strong, but he’s more difficult to control than that, so he’s a guy who feeds children.

I have to be able to handle this with as much restraint as Harentz used, but I can stop this indiscriminate killing now and reach the ‘beyond’ I want.

In that respect, it can be said that it went well. Because the end I want is just Is not enough to make it.

In terms of painting, my image now is at the level of a rough sketch. The road to completion seems still far, but it was unexpectedly close.

Because the fact that the sketch is drawn means that all you have to do is fill in the rest. So I just have to think about what and how to make them full.

“…Whoa.”

I continued to organize the images as I moved my steps.

I was truly fortunate that this place was inside a dungeon. That’s because the road I was passing through was dying in real time.

I instinctively noticed that my image was like this, and in advance, I felt that Harentz was amazing. I didn’t want to let go of it in the first place because I had a debt that I was tied to, but this made me want to let go even more.

Turb.

“…A cave.”

Following the golden airflow, we arrived at a huge cave. It wasn’t that he was overflowing with extraordinary energy, it was just the appearance of a common cave that could be found anywhere.

However, the golden powder flowing from the disc was clearly heading towards the inside of that place. Rather, the closer I got to this place, the stronger I could feel the light.

I sighed and continued my steps.

I constantly looked around, wondering if there was a hidden trap or some kind of special energy that I couldn’t feel, but nothing caught me.

It was a very ordinary and extremely normal space.

So it was even more heterogeneous. There can be no normal place in such a crazy space.

It was a dark cave where not a single light came in, but now simple darkness is no longer a threat to me. If you want, it’s okay to ask Ceres or Heize to cause trouble, but I’m afraid it’ll be complicated, so I’ve left the rest of them roughly unattended.

When we reached the end of the cave, which we thought would last forever, there was, of course, a huge door. I could even see a groove dug under it for inserting something in the shape of a disk.

Without hesitation, I inserted the disc into the slot, and at that moment, the surrounding atmosphere changed and light began to settle in the dark cave.

Light filled the stone gate, and in an instant, as if the skin were being peeled off, the rocks fell off and transformed into an iron gate decorated with luxurious intaglio.

I thought it was a simple rock, but perhaps it was an extension of the door.

They lit up like lamps in their mouths, and in an instant, it shone enough to brighten up the surroundings.

If you look closely, you can see that the small engravings are gathered in one place to form a huge tiger.

As for the energy felt beyond the tightly closed door, there was something heavy inside that seemed like a lie.

[You have completely uncovered the hidden secrets of the dungeon.]

[Find the hidden boss stage [Sangun’s Beecher].]

[Caution! The expected rank of the boss is S.]

“…I see, this was like an admission ticket.”

It seems that this is how the real Lord of the Mountain appears after defeating the 6 Lords of the Mountain.

Seeing that the system that had been making noise in front of me until just now had suddenly become quiet, I felt half resigned as if it was already too late.

I opened the door without the slightest hesitation.

Kkigiggik, kigigiggik!

The iron door was stiffer than I had imagined, but I could feel the door slowly open when I pressed it with my improved ability.

I left it open just enough to fit my body in, and when I pushed my body inside, the door closed very naturally.

It’s about dealing with the first S-class boss. Oddly enough, I didn’t feel like I was going to lose. Rather, it seemed that he would be able to learn the power to handle this power only at that level.

“…?”

But no matter how long I waited, I couldn’t see the boss. Is it some kind of gimmick? I was vigilant and opened my senses to the fullest, but there was nothing inside to the extent of being bizarre.

Diring!

A system message alarm ringing in your mind right after. At the same time, the world stopped. To be precise, the world stopped leaving me.

The only things moving in the world that suddenly stopped like pressing the fuzz button in a game were me and the message from the system.

No, in fact, my body also stopped. I was only able to contemplate this space with a third view, detached from the situation itself.

The sound of words added to my ears.

[An error was found in C – 125620S.]

[Cause?]

[That’s a bit strange. There is no record of the boss of the dungeon.]

It was the voice of a man and a woman, respectively. In addition, it was not easy to identify the person because the voices of children and the elderly were mixed.

[Search… OK. There is a record of the dungeon, but no challenger has ever challenged that world.]

[What do you mean?]

[It doesn’t seem to be recorded in the Akashic Records because no one observed it.]

No, it must be that many people actually exist. The eyes that look directly at the soul revealed the fact that they are not mere individuals, but the merging of groups.

[Ha, work is increasing. What are you doing? Hurry up and update your achievements.]

[Yes, I will grant the title [Challenger of feat] To the subject.]

However, among them, I was able to recognize someone with exceptionally strong power. In terms of voice, she is a woman. A voice that seems to have been heard a lot somewhere.

[…Wait, don’t just give it meekly, search for similar dummy data and replace it with a boss.]

[Then, won’t the amount of compensation that is set out increase? Due to upcoming events, we cannot assign !@!^# Numbers separately.]

When I heard a voice that lost all of its humanity for an instant, I finally realized it. It is a system. That woman is in charge of the system.

The voice of the system is emotionless. However, I didn’t notice it for a moment, perhaps because there was something human about the woman’s tone that I was hearing now.

[It’s okay. I just got a call from above. Asked for an object containing his record to be added instead of paying !@!^# Instead.]

[Oh, how about that famous number?]

[It’s too much. Let’s mix moderately deteriorated fake records.]

Listening to their conspiracy in silence, I laughed dumbfounded. It was because he vomited words that openly announced someone’s intervention.

I am the culprit. It is no different from embroidering. Even at a glance, it seems like they are close to a managerial position in the middle, but there is no change in the fact that they are bystanders.

Moreover, since the work was arranged, it can be seen that the quality is actually worse.

I tried to take Heize’s [Mark], But the skill was canceled because the dimension itself was different.

[There is something that suits you just right. They also have a tiger in common, so if you connect them in moderation, they will look good… How?]

[What’s happening?]

[…Teriel. It seems like we’ve been screwed?]

Starting with the frivolous voice of a man, those who sensed my murderous intent gathered their gazes on me one by one.

I confidently received their gaze without hesitation, and they did not avoid their gaze either.

[This sh*t…!]

Bastard!!!! Don’t be surprised, fix it quickly and disconnect it——–!!!!!

Fall!

Immediately after that, a woman called Teriel rang out and the connection was cut off. At the same time, the stopped world started to move again.

“…Bingo.”

And I was able to take one step closer to the goal I wanted.

It’s because just by looking at them, colors like mad were added to the [Image] That seemed like it would never be filled.

Passeuk

As evidence of that, white snowflakes began to fall around my body in real time.

Even though I was inside the cave, which was enclosed on all sides, I slowly stepped on the gray snow powder that began to pile up around me.

Even in the midst of that, my [Image] Was more clearly embodied. This level of progress was made just by the fact that the target, which had only been vague, became clear.

I closed my eyes to make the sensation from earlier more clear.

They are.

The ones I want to kill are those guys.

My sword, even the short blade, was too short for my death to touch their throats. So, in order to narrow the gap, there is no answer other than that I approach them a little more.

Pazuzuzu immediately!!!

A huge tiger appeared as lightning flashed in the air. It was very bizarre with purple patterns on its bright red fur, and purple lightning flashed every time the guy breathed out, creating a sense of intimidation.

In place of feathers, dense needles were lined up on the wings behind his back, and a cloud of fog was gathered at his feet, and even though a large body of that size was moving, no sound echoed.

“Grrr…..”

As soon as the vivid red pupils looked directly at me, explosive magic power was emitted and fierce hostility in the form of lightning began to scatter in all directions.

I raised the shadows, easily blocked them, and condensed my mana.

We weigh the target and make a decision.

Is the feeling of intimidation great? YES

Is the enemy’s power stronger than mine? NO

Are you sure you can’t win? NO

On the contrary, I was yawning at the fact that something like that was an S-rank boss.

“…At least it’s not something you have to give out in a distinctive way.”

It was still too slow for my muscles to recover. It was fine though. I move my magic and swing my broken arm.

Faster, faster. Rebuild the area from earlier.

As if he wasn’t watching it, a huge tiger spread its wings made of thorns and flew toward me like lightning.

“You should have attacked right away.”

It was already too late when I saw the liver.

The moment I reached the inside of my range, he coughed up phlegm like boiling blood. The weakest pupil was the first to get sore and shed bloody tears along with the ooze.

The body leans. The intention to attack has already disappeared. As much as he was an improvised guy, his soul was also crude.

Nevertheless, my work does not change. Even if he doesn’t have will, it doesn’t mean that what I can get is reduced as a result.

Wields a sword with condensed magical power.

“One Line”

Damn it!

The space is divided.

The upper and lower parts of the cave diverge around the monster, and the world shifts.

As if to correct it, I brushed the sword of shadow aside. Then, starting from that part, the world was put together again, and all that was left was the corpse of what was a monster that had been cut in half and still couldn’t believe that it was dead and flinched and spattered blood and lightning.

[Dungeon Clash…]

Suddenly!!

Once you’ve done it once, it’s easier the next time. I cut off the system phrase that posted the declaration of clearing Eoyoung and Buyoung and looked up at the sky.

“Again.”

I don’t want to miss this opportunity. I will never miss it.

With such a strong will, he eroded the shadows around him.