Main Character Hides His Strength

The fall of death looks like the sunset from afar.

When the morning sun rises, the fall of death turns to a colorful color, and just before the sun penetrates the yellow wall, the whole fall turns to blood.

It was a terrible sight as if half the world had been bitten with blood red.

“ ……. ”

A man was standing at the top of a lonely peak, gazing at the world stained with blood from rumors.

“Is that an unprecedented disaster? Unforeseen disasters are scarier and more frightening than anticipated disasters. ”

The color of an ordinary adventurer.

After him, however, dozens of human empire warships formed an orderly formation.

The man is the Emperor of the Human Empire.

William Quinton Marlborough.

He gazes at the treacherous spire that stands at the bottom of the bloody ground.

Ixion.

A city of wizards that was built in one day and destroyed in one day.

Most of the buildings were swept away in an unknown disaster, but there were still a few remaining buildings, and 10 days later, a meeting of world leaders will take place in one of them to determine the fate of the world.

The organizer is an old friend named Sung-cheol Kim, who is the enemy of the world.

“What would you do? ”

A number of generals and admirals await his command.

“Do you want to destroy Ixion? ”

“ ……. ”

Emperors do not hesitate to make a decision.

He considers every matter and makes a quick decision once the method is set.

However, at this moment, the Emperor of the world hesitated.

‘Why are you doing this? I am him.’

I didn't think it was a personality swayed by private emotions.

I have lived excluding anything that interferes with my goals.

It still is.

Ixion must be destroyed.

Before the beast of the sacred Rutherguinea kingdom, called the Wandering King, appeared at the altar of the conference.

The seeds of chaos sown by the Wandering King decades ago are breathing in the dark, revealing their true colors to the chaos of the world and threatening the emperor.

‘Once the meeting begins, the Wandering King will ask for his place in public. ’

Although the army and the emerging nobles were on the Emperor's side, the Imperial Parliament and the local lords secretly protested against the Summoner's emperor.

The emperor's position was greatly compromised as half of the imperial fleet that supported the empire evaporated with Asin, who appeared in the imperial kingdom.

His incompetence and recklessness began to intensify, and a radical opinion was gained to force the emperor to step down from the throne.

The Emperor knows.

As time goes on, everything flows as the Wandering King intended.

What the Emperor needs is time.

Time to create a new force to make the empire an eternal kingdom, instead of a fleet.

To earn it, the talks had to be delayed and the remaining Imperial fleets gathered here in Ixion.

However, for some reason, the emperor was hesitant.

“ ……. ”

I wonder why.

The emperor thought.

What makes you so hesitant.

The face of the old brother Kim Sung-cheol flashed before my eyes.

‘It's because of him. ’

But the idea was soon revised.

It was not Sung-cheol Kim who hesitated the emperor, but Sung-cheol Kim who was curious and bold in the past.

“I see.”

As the emperor uttered.

Deep in his jewel-like blue eyes, he looks at himself, confidently speaking his thoughts before the enemies of the world.

“I wouldn't have done such a grueling thing back then. ”

The emperor, who was thinking with his head bent for a moment, soon turned around, waving his cloak.

The emperor shows his face, and then thousands of soldiers bow down and salute him in unison.

“I command the entire fleet. ”

The Emperor spoke in a cheerful voice.

“We are returning to Ragranje. More than.”

Dozens of aircraft simultaneously swooped down the bloodied east sky and flew toward the west.

Survivors of Ixion, who hid in the shadows of the barren earth and watched the Empire fleet, look uneasy and watch the Empire fleet withdraw.

“The Empire is retreating. ”

“Tell Markorade this. The Empire is withdrawn, and Ixion is safe. ”

There was a lot of movement in the cave.

Hundreds of insurgents are on the move, and only one of them is left standing stunned and staring at the rest of the fleet.

Her identity is no different.

She fled Nimpanz, waiting quietly for a trigger on the other end of the continent.

“... history is wrong. Again.”

It's no surprise now.

The flow of history that she knew has already been distorted and there are many specific changes taking place.

But there was one thing that remained unchanged in all those changes.

“ ……. ”

Someone stares at a dagger at his fingertips.

Shhh.

As I pulled the sword out of the sheath, I saw a glossless black blade that seemed to have lingered in the darkness of night.

“Of course he's dangerous. ”

Kim Sung-cheol is a black giant.

The possibility of destroying the world at any time.

The essence does not change, even if he is someone completely different from what he thought.

He is the Black Giant.

“I'm not running or hiding anymore. ”

You put the darkened blade back into the sword, and someone blends into the scattered crowd.

*

Kim Sung-cheol, who dealt with the Apocalypse, realized that Sylphide was invisible.

It is in the distant sea, but in plain sight, Kim Sung-cheol gave an order to Carbund, which describes Sylphide's whereabouts.

Kim Sung-cheol felt embarrassed even though the Apocalypse was an unavoidable choice when his eyes were wide open.

Not to mention the long range teleport that Tygon Bosborot promised you, but the absence of a precious adra stone was greatly felt.

And, of course, I didn't want to lose the amount of Sylphide I worked with.

Kim Sung-cheol decided to look around.

“Leave the scouting to me! Breaker!”

Marakia, who had suddenly become an avid ingredient of Kim Sung-cheol, flew forward smashing three wings in front of one foot.

“Oh, come on. That one.”

Bertelkia mutters as she looks at Marrakia's buttocks.

“You have a conscience. ”

“But how far? ”

“ ……. ”

Kim Sung-cheol failed to answer Bertelkian's question.

After time for a cup of tea, Marrakia went back to where Kim Sung-cheol was.

“I found a living human! Breaker!”

Kim Sung-cheol and Bertelkia traveled along Marrakia into the forest.

As I arrived in the forest, I could hear someone groaning with the stench of rotten flesh.

“Ugh... ugh...! ”

There was a man tied to a frame left behind by the Apocalypse.

The heretic interrogator Tygon Bosborough.

The Apocalypse seized him, tortured him, and left him hanging.

“ ……. ”

Kim Sung-cheol looks up at Taigon, a horrific mole covered in flies and maggots.

“Are you alive? ”

Kim Sung-cheol asked for Taigon.

“Of course he's alive! ”

Taigon said in reverse.

Looks like he's still got an arm.

Kim Sung-cheol ordered Maraki to release Taigon.

“Fine! Leave that to this ignorant Marrakian! ”

Marrakia, who suddenly began to show excessive loyalty, flew vigorously to unwind the rope that was tying Taigon with sophisticated magic.

But it was too soon.

Taigon, who was tied up, slumps forward, hitting his head against the large rock in front of him.

“Kitchen!!! ”

Typical Taigon wouldn't have died in this state of shock, but now he's in a state of extreme weakness, of torture and neglect, and with the sound of something shattering, his body remains steady.

“Arabic show?”

Marrakia opens her eyes wide with her beak open.

Tygon Bosborough is dead.

Fifty-seven years old, and it was a blue life.

But Taigon had one specialty that no one else had.

His dead body waters in golden light, and soon he rises from his grave like a zombie.

“Oh! Holy order! Glory to the guardian order of man! ”

Like all Inquisitors, Taigon had a knack for resurrecting.

After all, the terrible torture wounds disappeared due to the effects of resurrection, and the face that had been stained with blood and stains had returned to its original state.

Even if Marrakia didn't kill him by mistake, he chose suicide without a clue.

As Kim Sung-cheol's group watches, Taigon looks at Kim Sung-cheol's group, tucking away the maggots that are stuck to his body.

“Why are you so late? ”

“ ……. ”

Kim Sung-cheol's group says nothing.

Later, Bertelgia whispered as she smashed the bookshelf on top of Kim Sung-cheol.

“I hate it... ”

“No, what do you hate? The Living Book.”

Kim Sung-cheol only opened his mouth when the Taigon Bosborot glowed in his eyes.

“What happened? ”

Taigon, expelled from the dungeon by Aegean, soon found hordes of Apocalypses nearby.

When he tried to enter the dungeon again, he couldn't help but choose the Apocalypse as his next target and try to purify the pagan Inquisitor's duties. However, when the Apocalypse group came out of nowhere strong, he evacuated his subordinates to Sylphide and he himself became a lure to attract the attention of the Apocalypse.

And the result is the Taigon Bosborot that is speaking in front of Kim Sung-cheol's group.

“What a tenacious man. ”

Marrakia said in admiration.

“He actually died five times. ”

Taigon replied with pride.

“But as an apostle of the true god, I have to die nine times before I die. ”

“A cat!”

Bertelgia walks away, looking at Taigon.

Taigon opened his eyes to Bertelkia, but soon he opened his eyes as Kim Sung-cheol who was holding back revealed his presence.

But I said all I had to say.

“But I had faith you'd get rid of them. I knew it this time. The Apocalypse and you are never on the same side. ”

Kim Sung-cheol asked Taigon where Sylphide was.

Sylphide is still in the far west sea.

Taigon dug through the rock not far from the mould and brought a communication stone.

“It was hidden before the Apocalypse. ”

He contacted Sylphide on the far side of the ocean through the comms.

The distance was too far, so the transmission did not go well, but by the time the sun reached the mid sky, it was better enough to communicate with satisfaction.

[Right now, I'll be right there.]

Taigon's servant priest replies in a calm tone.

Kim Sung-cheol was not a very rotten priest looking at Taigon like that.

‘A boss who sacrifices himself for his men is hard to find these days. ’

Even though Taigon didn't know it, Kim Sung-cheol's assessment of Taigon took a step up.

Sylphide seems to have gone too far. Taigon's henchman said it would take half a day to get here.

You can use the teleport to get here right away, but it's decided to hold.

If we use all our strength here now, we won't be able to go to Ixion later.

While waiting for Sylphide, Kim Sung-cheol had been preparing homemade dishes for a long time.

I chose not to cook seafood, even though it is a beach.

We still have the souls of the dead in this sea.

Kim Sung-cheol made a dish using pigs that escaped from a nearby abandoned pastor after paying tribute to a child who was strangely killed by the cult's conspiracy.

I have plenty of ingredients.

I caught a big pig and took out its blood and intestines and trimmed its fur.

Not only that, it also has a share of Taigon's men who will be on Sylphide.

Kim Sung-cheol chose a dish that took an unusual amount of time.

He builds up bricks all around him, creating an igloo-like brazier that fills it with charcoal and firewood.

While the whole brazier changed so much, Kim Sung-cheol put the spices and wine he had obtained around him in the trimmed meat.

At the end of the liver, Kim Sung-cheol placed a liver on a square iron plate, took out all the firewood that had been warmed inside the furnace, put the meat in the empty box, and blocked the entrance with a suitable iron plate.

“So the meat is ripe? ”

Taigon, who was watching next to him, solemnly vomited on Kim Sung-cheol's cooking.

“Exotic.”

After answering briefly, Kim Sung-cheol found food to eat along with the meat. A sack of flour was found at the abandoned farmhouse.

Kim Sung-cheol kneaded it appropriately and prepared it in a dough and baked it flat on a separate brazier.

At sunset, a black dot appeared in the sunset sky.

Sylphide.

Kim Sung-cheol, who was sitting still and resting, sent Marrakia to lead Sylphide this way.

“Leave it to Marrakia! ”

Soon after Sylphide safely appeared overhead and Taigon's men were seated on the ground, Kim Sung-cheol removed the iron plate that was blocking the brazier.

“I don't think it's ripe. ”

Taigon had a skeptical view of Kim Sung-cheol's cooking, but his mouth became tightly shut.

The fish that could not be better ripened in the brazier were showing off their greedy appearance, pouring out flesh like the sea.

“Have some.”

Kim Sung-cheol took his meat and flour dishes and left.

Even though Kim Sung-cheol was a friend, he left because he knew that he was awkward for ordinary people, except for Taigon, the enemy of the world.

Instead, he sat alone in a good spot and tasted his own cooking.

[This dish scores 72 points.]

[Moderately well cooked. This dish is not suitable for a great cook.]

The assessment of the diamond brooch continued.

Kim Sung-cheol took out his spleen weapon from the Soul Bank, looking at his dissatisfied scores.

Starch Sugar.

I pasted starch sugar on the meat and tasted it again.

Another message came to mind before my eyes.

[This dish scores 100,322 points!]

[Perfect cooking!]

“I'm putting a sack of sugar in my mouth. ”

Sung-cheol Kim gazed carelessly at the western sky where the earth spiders set.

In the blackening sky, the stars begin to flash, revealing themselves one by one.

The usual night sky I've always seen.

Kim Sung-cheol put a piece of meat back in his mouth and thought in his mind.

‘But tomorrow you'll see another sky. ’

Kim Sung-cheol thought of the yellow sky.

The sky of death, filled with the fall of death.