The Skill Maker

The Necromancer kept looking at me and trembling, even as I tilted my head.

all sorts of emotions that come vividly from the karma around his body.

It was something difficult to say, a mixture of all sorts of feelings, such as anger, joy, despair, joy, happiness, etc. A combination of extreme euphoria, excitement, and incomprehensible negative factors.

What the hell is this guy?

What have you been through to build this kind of mental world?

Why is there only one person... You can have all these conflicting emotions in one moment, right?

'Crazy. He's not normal.'

I checked the Necromance's mood swings and gave it a tongue twister.

Is it because this psychic world is so big and powerful? Even in the midst of a wave of emotion that would drive him crazy dozens of times if he were a normal person, he remained strong. What the hell's going on with this Siegfried guy, and what's he thinking right now? The moment I couldn't overcome my curiosity and thought about using his skills.

The silent Necromancer shouted so loudly that the entire castle suddenly rang out.

It's unlike the emptiness just now. This time, it was a voice of joy.

[Yes, it was this!] That's right. I was right. It's not wrong. This was what I saw! Hahaha... Armudor...! Foolish Creator! You finally made it up. How can I not be happy? How can this not be blessed?]

Necromance chuckled, giggling, in a venomous voice, and burst into a fit of laughter with his arms raised to the sky. And it was a scene of resentment beyond the level of expressing joy, which made the viewers strangely shudder.

insanity

Yeah, this was madness.

The Necromancer's laughter was filled with remorseful madness.

And madness has the power to make people pay attention.

"Don't bark on your own. Can you explain it to me? What the hell did you notice? What else is the pattern, and what did Armudor create?"

[......]

To my question, he stopped with a frantic grinned.

Too fast an emotional change.

The morbid appearance gave off a certain chilling sensation.

He opens his mouth in a splitting voice.

[Every being creates what they fear. Do you know that?]

"......?"

The pacifists have created weapons for murder to prevent war, and the invaders have created guardians for their own acts. Just as humans make their children out of fear of getting old.]

What the hell is he talking about?

The Necromancer put his finger all over his mouth.

[Do you want to ask? Do you want to know?] But when the time comes, you'll know everything. Armudor will end up paying for what his fears have produced. The enormous amount of karma he has built to swallow the universe will destroy him. LOL... Yeah. Now I know everything. The purpose of my coming here.]

"...for the purpose? Wasn't your purpose to destroy Estvalde and get hold of all the karma here?"

[Hahaha. Yes. At first I thought it was my purpose. But... not anymore.]

Buck. Buck.

After speaking, Necromance began to stagger toward me with a grotesque gait.

A walk that is not threatening at all. But the tension slowly rising.

And when he came right in front of me, I could finally feel some strange emotion when I saw him stained with dark magic. I don't know what this feels like, but I felt like the heart of the Necromancer came to me and touched. Despite approaching each other to the extent that they could launch deadly attacks on each other. Why doesn't he feel threatened anymore?

He opened his mouth towards me.

[Man, seeing the future means you're finally responsible for the future you've seen. The future that you see gives rise to new karma and malice, and causes and results accordingly. As long as you see the future and build up karma, you will surely be at a crossroads of choice someday. If you don't want that worst moment to come, give up looking at the future right now... No. No. Heh... I can't recommend it to you because I'm in trouble.]

I know but I don't know.

What the hell does this guy want to say?

If you look into the future and build karma, you're at a crossroads?

It was still incomprehensible, but there was a force to listen to the words of the Necromancer.

He continued in lamentation as he looked around the fortress.

[Is this the karma's subtlety?] Is this the flow of the universe? Oh! Yes. Now I can close these empty eyes...!]

The moment he leaned his robe back and showed his face.

Everyone in Estvalde, including me, could find a humble face that was as wrinkled as a mummy.

an ugly presence with a dripping gush

It was too disgusting to be human, too human to be a monster. The figure of a skull covered with leather, but the eyes of such a necromancer were hollow and tears were flowing. And I felt at the same time the sorrow and joy of the Necromance in that grotesque figure. It's hard to explain in words, but it was as clear as he brought me a strange feeling that was hard to understand.

Swoosh.

Necromance, with his skinny hands toward me.

I frowned slightly between my eyes, looking at the red energy of the glowing necromancer in the hollow pupil.

What is this? What do you want me to do? You want me to shake hands?

"What is it? I don't know what it means."

[Save me, please. Hold my hand.]

What is it? What is it?

When I heard the voice of the Necromancer, I slowly lifted my right hand as if possessed by a ghost.

My usual self is never this emotional person. But it's not like I'm being controlled or manipulated or anything. I just don't know why, but I felt like holding his creepy and ugly hands together. Is it because the karma that touches my body is whispering pitifully to me?

You just fought for life and death. What the hell is this feeling?

Above all, my visions are calm and silent, so they share the same sense as me.

"Me, Mr. Minhyuk? No! It could be a trap!"

"Master? Master-nim!"

"A grand compromise! What's wrong with you? You shouldn't do him a favor!"

"Hey, Choi Min-hyuk. What's wrong with you? Are you crazy?"

"You're right, you're crazy guy."

Come to think of it, not only my visions, but also my family were coming to me and stopping me from shaking hands with the Necromancer. It seems that all the talented people in Estvalde were watching me and Necromance. Even to the back, Opheliana Muhorn, the magna of Bluestain Clan and Ettkart of Grimros. There are also five strongest players in Estvalde.

I shook my head at those who were coming.

I don't know why, but I can know.

"It's all right."

And as soon as I'm done talking.

I clapped the Necromancer's hand together.

And the Necromance Siegfried that spews purple karma from all over the body at that moment.

But it was no longer as ferocious as before. His karma was moving into my body, following his arm to his palm as if it were a living moving creature.

He was. He was handing over his accumulated karma to me.

It's not a small amount. It's like a tidal wave and a huge amount of karma like the sea.

Rather, more causality than I do.

Whoo-hoo!

"What the hell is this?"

Don't say anything, man. Nothing.]

"Jikfried. I knew you had no intention of harming me. But why are you handing this over to me?"

[Don't you want to take over my karma?] There's no way you don't like it. This is the answer to 100,000 years. So don't say no.]

"Answer of 100,000 years?"

I felt neither good nor bad from Siegfried.

But I could feel for sure that he wasn't trying to set me up. He was just trying to give me the karma purely. Purpose? That's not to be known. It's just a one-way street between us.

Whoo-hoo!

Whoo-hoo!

His purple karma flowed roughly through my hands into my body, slowly turning into a blue energy and accumulating anew as a force that fits me. And the most shocking thing was the fact that, surprisingly, his karma was being converted to five times as much and accumulated in my body.

In general, it is normal to bring only one-third of the karma that the opponent has when he or she defeats the opponent after a battle. In other words, if I take down Siegfried myself and get the karma, I can only get five times the price of 33 percent, a third of the karma he has. However, if you take over all the prices as they are now, you could get as much as 500 percent of karma. A sheer amount of karma that is unimaginable.

"What are you two doing?"

"What is the Necromancer doing?"

"Shake hands?"

And those with an intuition reading of 200 or less watching the scene were just perplexed by the whole situation. It's hard to understand why Necromance is shaking hands with Akalhekt Slayer. As they cannot see karma, they may not even understand the fact that there is an exchange of karma between Necromancer and me. Well, you don't know that karma affects the system in the first place.

Whoo...!

After about five minutes.

The moment when all the karma that Siegfried had was blown up five times and handed over to me.

The boy staggered lightly, breathing hard as if his head was dizzy.

Siegfried who soon puts my hand down and barely supports himself with a cane.

But if that wasn't the end, he took a red jewel out of Rob's arms and handed it over to me.

This is a mana stone that can control my Deathknight army. It's a very precious item and you can't even get it again. I'll also give this to you as a gift.]

The Forgotten One (6)

by world manners

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