The Tutorial Is Too Hard

During the last race, I learned that my husband and I were directly connected to the God of Perforation.

And the god of perforations and the father and wife can communicate.

The God of Perforation tried to get to know me through the mouths of his father and wife.

After I found out about it, the God of Perforation even spoke to me directly.

It wasn't very pleasant for me.

The couple who received the goal of clearing was actually a surveillance tool, and it was definitely offensive for them to try to explore my accident using friendship with them.

The perforated god acknowledged it and promised to pay the full price.

And the perforated god was a God who spoke well.

[Perforated God designates his new Perforated Outboots as apostles.]

[Voting will be nullified as the new Outbooth of the perforated god is appointed as the non-interferable subject and apostle.]

In the tutorial, no, the proportion of apostles in the vaccine is very large.

There are several reasons, but I think the biggest of them is that the apostle is somewhat free from constraints.

Even the gods of the vaccine can't do what they want unless they're bound to vote in some sort of constraint.

The only exception would be, as the God of Hope did, an event within his or her own religion.

However, the apostles who have signed with God are relatively free to move.

It was revealed through the stage several times.

Whenever the gods had to intervene, the challenger could always act as an apostle or be summoned as an actual apostle.

Perhaps the extent to which the constraints are not applied to the gods is the extent of their own domain or their own followers and their own direct reports.

And from God's point of view, apostles are not constrained and can simultaneously input anywhere.

It is the duty of the gods to intervene in what has happened outside their influence, to defeat the monster from the source, and to gather its source.

So one of the objectives of the tutorial is to say that the apostle was cultivated.

You've been staring at the challengers the gods might make apostles of all day.

[Gaaaa! Please call me Apostle Aubooth of Perforation from now on!]

Auboots shouted in excitement.

This guy must feel good.

Although he did not look faithful, he positively considered the gods and churches of his own perforations and was proud that he was a believer.

Appointed as an apostle is an unwanted promotion.

“You know it's all because of me, right? ”

[Yeah, yeah. Warrior, do I have special affection? 45117;?]

I tried to insult him for a moment, but I couldn't help it.

I had just become an apostle, but even the God of Perforation was watching me, and I didn't give him a scolding and a scolding.

I think it's a baby tree in front of my parents.

“Then let's move on. ”

Even now, 200,000 humans are being trampled to death like ants.

Half of them are dead already.

The battle between the two indigenous gods was fierce.

I'm worried the whole world is going to collapse.

Half of Humans are still alive because the gods have no interest in Humans.

If they decide to clean up the humans and keep fighting, it won't take them more than a minute to wipe them all out.

[But are you sure you want to do that? It's okay to do this. I can assist you.]

How is that a sidekick?

If you continue to fight the Indigenous Gods, I will only assist you in your battle with your father and wife.

Change of purpose and means.

[But that's a waste. Again, this is a deal. Use the elixir or your arm won't be repaired.]

“It's okay.”

[But….]

“I'm fine.”

I told him I was fine again, but he just kept hesitating.

I'm still trying to figure out how to convince her, but then Serenia steps out.

[Do it quickly. I don't want to wait any longer.]

[No, Miss Ceresia, but this is the arm of a warrior flying away. How important is Miss Ceresia's arm to the prosecutor…….]

[It doesn't matter, it's not my arm.]

Ceresia was determined.

This is frustrating.

[And like the warrior said, it's worth losing an arm.]

That's right.

Clearly, Serbia has a similar mindset to mine.

It costs a lot, but it's worth more than that. What's there to be distant about?

The pain of having your arm cut off?

I haven't cared about that in a long time.

Uncomfortable with one arm?

I could live with that.

[Yes… if that's the case.]

I muttered the spell to make sure my father and wife were steady.

I remember the spell well.

You may not understand it yet, but that was the contract's order.

It was a spell I had to learn someday.

[I'll eat well then.]

Even though he was worried about me with a humming voice, he doesn't seem to have any objection to eating.

By the end of my father's words, the red solid lines spread like cobwebs on my left arm.

My arms quickly became red with the red solid lines that were constantly tightening.

The arm disappears into the metallurgical air little by little, along with the forceful rushing of the flesh. My left arm disappeared into the barrel in about an hour.

[Thank you for eating!]

This is so exciting.

His arm disappears just in time to die.

Blood spills from the severed cross section, but your vitality is rapidly wearing off and your flesh is healing.

The arm has not been repaired, but this wound has not caused any further damage.

I once thought that if I grew up like this, I would become like a Troll.

When I was attacking the 1st and 2nd floors, I thought about rolling and breaking every time.

But then I thought, "You've become a monster that's hard to compare to Trolls."

It was fun.

The Father's Core, which was covered in blue light, is now red.

I was appointed an apostle and ate away my arm, so my existence was too big to compare with before.

More importantly, the couple and I are connected.

And the God of Perforation.

You hear a great shout from afar.

The gods were indigenous.

I had not seen the gods of indigenous peoples before.

I just saw the aftermath of the power they wielded.

But now I see them.

The two indigenous gods reminded me of the dragon.

The dragon of the East and the dragon of the West were mixed in half and raised to its size.

Now I can see them fighting.

The native gods didn't even pay attention to me.

There will be no difference between us and them dying down there.

Whether I blow this area to hell or turn it into a sea of fire, they won't be harmed.

There was such a difference between personality and being below.

If someone fires a pistol at me now, I should be able to stop the bullet without any damage.

However, the consumption value is not a complete zero.

In fact, it's a very small figure, about 0.001.

It's okay to see as 0.

But those gods can make that strike completely zero.

You can interfere with bullets and snipers to bend the law.

That's why it was necessary to obtain that kind of power first in order to attack a noble being.

To play an equal game.

[Challenger, the contract is in place.]

The God of Perforation told me through his father and mother.

That's what I was waiting for.

Through my father and mother, the Spirit of the Perforated God poured into my body.

It was a pleasure.

Overwhelming.

Power that flowed from the outside, not mine.

This took my rage to the next level.

For a moment, I felt the power that flowed in after forgetting everything I had to do.

Understood.

Why monsters from the source lose their selves and become monsters as soon as they gain their power.

Higher power was like this.

He puts all his previous missions, troubles, joys and sorrows down there and covers them up.

The overhead curtain is so beautiful that it makes people abandon their previous lives without hesitation.

No matter how desperate or desperate.

It's all in the past.

It was meaningless, it was useless.

It was just a past to embrace this power here and now.

They abandon the past and become obsessed with the present.

By the power that comes into you, you give up the past, give up on yourself, and then you give yourself to the power as a whole.

My power that is so precious and precious is prioritized over me.

Strength is not your own strength, but your own.

The source was the monsters that were consumed by the power.

[Don't confuse purpose and means.]

[If you don't want to be somebody's weapon, you shouldn't let yourself get caught up in it.]

It was the advice of two gods that I had heard in a completely different situation.

But somehow, with this situation in mind, it sounded like a piece of advice.

Two sentences kept ringing in my head.

It's like a big bell ringing from a distance, over and over again.

Like I told you not to lose this temptation, you have to wake up.

This is something else.

Did I leave a message in my head in case this happened?

I laughed.

Let's sell worries.

[… warrior, warrior?]

“Oh, why. ”

[You didn't answer suddenly. Are you okay?]

“Of course.”

I had no intention of being eaten by power.

It was not a matter of mental strength.

I will consume and dispose of it as necessary, no matter how precious, powerful, and great it may be.

I was ready for that.

Power was only my weapon.

My goal was too valuable to be eaten by Sudan.

[It's funny, it's funny! Like you said, you will not be eaten by Sudan. You've already been eaten!]

The perforated god cries out.

Whatever it was, I turned my attention back to the native gods.

The two gods were still fighting each other, but now they recognize me.

A sudden appearance of power.

You must be embarrassed.

But instead of paying attention to me, the two gods continued to fight.

I didn't like it.

[Go, contractor. The power of the perforation is with you.]

You grab the Soul Sword with your right arm and swing it across.

My power spread along the sword's trail, and it became a veil.

To protect the humans from the gods fighting in the sky.

The fireballs and ice that had fallen from the sky were blocked, and the distortion of time and space that had risen under the tent disappeared.

This time, I plunged my sword into the sky.

A light sword was used.

The thin, but above all, hot flame pierces through the perforation.

The pillar separated precisely between the two indigenous gods.

The indigenous gods stopped fighting because of the light sword that pierced their center.

And he looked at me.

Yeah, that's it.

Now was not the time for you to fight each other.

I made this opportunity at the expense of my arms.

The calculation is not right because two gods fight for the chance of a boss.

The two gods had to come at me with perfect strength.

Human?

[Are you human?]

[I think you're right.]

The two gods spoke in embarrassing voices.

It was a huge echo, but I could not feel the majesty or the weight of the voice.

[Immortal, do not waste your strength. Hand it over to me and I will give you everything on this continent.]

[Human, don't listen to him. He will surely kill you as soon as he gains his power. I'm not an unreliable person...]

The indigenous gods began to say something.

Somehow I feel like a lady who's been so desperately courted by two people.

Earlier, you were the trophy winner.

Of course, the courtship of the two gods did not reach me at all.

“Boom boom. ”

Instead of answering them, I used technology.

The pillar of fire that was piercing the sky exploded.