This term, which he learned later, was a number given to something which the system recognizes a human as “existing.” Then, what was this error and when did it come?
Presumably, due to the existence of an unknown, it appeared that the simulation had something it could not quantify.
Cheon Miryo—
Originally, in this world. She was a person who did not leave the place she hid in. Whether the reason was for her master’s words or something else, she was a person who did not appear in the world until he was dying.
After she made contact with Seol-Hwi, she left her hiding place.
Because of this, she was recognized as an unknown existence without an identification number, and the simulation implemented countless cases to derive the results she would cause.
“Isn’t that a symptom of blood runaway?”
“You, who are you?”
“Now is the chance! Do not miss it!”
“What is... what are you up to!”
Thud! Swish!
His head felt numb with these voices which flowed into his ears. Other than the people around, did anyone notice his condition?
What was this? What did the chance mean?
Euk.
Clearly his eyes were closed and he could see nothing, but he could see the faces of the End Demon, Goo Jong-myung, and angry elders.
Naturally he felt more confused.
“Just. I feel like it is someone I shouldn’t lose.”
“Ha. That is completely different.”
“The eyes... are they alright?”
Too many voices had overlapped, and the voices split, so he could only understand bits and pieces of what they were saying.
What is happening to me?
It was a situation where things were worse for his body, so he did not think he would live to check it...
“Kuak!”
“Stop him. Put the honor of Mount Hua on the line!”
“Huh, kids. I will kill all of them.”
“If you live then so do I. Hurry up and look!”
Seol-Hwi felt frustrated—
At the voices which continued to overlap in the ears.
Something was happening, but he could not see anything nor even lift a finger. Just how long would this situation continue? Would this ever end?
It is fine. Cheon Miryo is still there.
Seol-Hwi forcibly tried to calm himself as his heart was beating rapidly due to rushing in anxiety by thinking of her. When Cheon Miryo showed off her full potential, she was at the Profound Demon level. She could produce enough strength close to everyone there.
Of course, it would be tough since she was not someone he could use as he pleased, but was he not in a crisis?
In the end, it means that it was prepared for the possibility of using her—
Just once.
The absolute warrior who could solve both his problems and the situation at hand.
Chiik
Ugh!
This odd sound pierced his ears, it was the sound of metal scratching or this unpleasant flute ringing.
In the midst of it, when it felt like a little more time had passed, unknown voices flowed into his ears again.
“Something... just now... that strength...”
“Hahaah! This is so absurd...”
“Kill her! If left alone we will all suffer!”
“Eik, Mount Hua, these bastards!”
Kwaang!
Ah!
At the end came this deafening explosion, and this caused some light to filter into his eyes.
It signaled the end of the simulation.
“...!?”
Blink. Blink.
Recovering his vision, Seol-Hwi wondered what was happening.
“Cough... Cough...”
The First Disciple, the End Demon—
The sword in the hand was broken with his body covered in blood. Then the one who left him in this state was...
Mount Hua?
Perhaps because of the increased difficulty, the End Demon’s party were all Supreme Demon warriors, and Mount Hua had just two Supreme Masters.
The old people who were now corpses were proof of that.
“If you live, I live too. That power...”
“Kill that one! If left alone we will suffer.”
And in a close situation, Cheon Miryo showed her full potential. It was estimated that their party, including the End Demon, had suffered a lot of damage.
‘And...’
Kiiing!
And then came this strong blast. It seemed that the fight wasn’t done yet. No, maybe it was shut down. The fact that Cheon Miryo had moved. It must have been decided that Seol-Hwi couldn’t be harmed.
The only thing Cheon Miryo did not think of was the End Demon who managed to survive by luck.
In a situation where everything could collapse at a moment’s notice, Goo Jong-myung was fortunately still alive.
Kwakwakwakwang!
Damn it.
Seol-Hwi hoped that somehow this situation would get better. To do so, he had to control this internal energy. Or drive out the new energy all together. Or maybe take a day to handle it.
“Euk. Eukk...!”
Seol-Hwi did everything he could. The time when he was thinking about how to get over this state, releasing the energy.
“Kuak!”
This arm engulfed in flames fell in front of his eyes. When Seol-Hwi raised his eyes, there was this old man holding his arm.
This!
It was Goo Jong-myung. No matter how much he managed to use the Purple Cloud Divine Arts, it was the sudden realization immediately on the spot. It seemed that he ended up in ruin, unable to handle the strength of the End Demon.
Ah. If this had happened a day late, it would have been a mess.
The End Demon looked like this was a good thing despite his critical condition.
From Seol-Hwi’s own experience, Mount Hua’s arts were not lacking at all. If the opponent had just a little more time, then the End Demon would have been the one having a tough time.
“Kukuk. Kuakaka!!!”
Goo Jong-myung burst into madness even as he was gasping for air.
“What is so funny about this? You are going to die soon?”
The End Demon frowned. Even in the middle of killing him, the attitude was annoying to him.
“Can’t you see?”
“...What?”
“The honorable Mount Hua, the disciples of Mount Hua who reign over their heavens. You seem good in my eyes.”
“...Is that so? Then you are one who will die with such dreams.”
The End Demon picked his blade up and slowly brought it down without another thought.
“Ughhh!”
Goo Jong-myung’s entire body was drenched in flames, but he had a smile on his face—A bright future which has never been achieved, the one who died today, without any regret.
Looking at the future of Mount Hua which seemed fine, he finally stepped out. He smiled until the end which made the End Demon smile.
“Haa... phew... one guy down.”
The End Demon turned his head to see Seol-Hwi sitting cross legged.
“And the other will soon follow.”
Chak
He raised his sword again.
“...”
Seol-Hwi gritted his teeth. The energy in his body entered the meridians. He came up with a way to push it through, and regain control. There was the method of changing to Profound Demon too.
Of course, both were uncertain gambles.
Wheik
“DIEEE!”
The sword of the End Demon gave out sparks.
And while Seol-Hwi thought about which between the two. He felt sorry.
He was late. He left without talking.
Now, even if the great being came back, he would not survive this.
Of course.
He did not know if there was someone higher than the great being.
-You are still alive?
“...???”
He doubted his ears.
But, as if time had stopped, he realized the flames were not moving, and in this desperate situation “that one” intervened.
-Do not worry. If it was me, you could have solved this easily. I’m quite experienced, you know.
There were times when he was filled with annoyance, and there were times where he hated him. And times where he felt like he did not need him.
But his appearance was so reassuring like the noodles he would often have—