The Outer God Needs Warmth-Chapter 128: Sailing to the Bottom (13)
The Primordial Heavenly Lord, thinking that it was impossible to kill physically, chose to bury the Outer God along with the world he was in.
Even if this world disappears, the original world remains intact. Then, he can just start again. After all, both the immortals and the Taoists were people who had lived in that world.
The Primordial Heavenly Lord, who had expected this from the beginning, used the final device of the realm of immortals, which operated in conjunction with the extreme gravity field.
Instead of focusing on certain areas, it was designed to draw in all of Kunlun.
The massive gravity compressed the heavenly realm called Kunlun.
But, as all particles fell into one point, he witnessed an extremely ominous smile.
Yet, there was nothing more he could do.
He had already done everything he could.
In this world, which was becoming a lump, there was nothing else to be done.
This device was originally designed for when many like Daegon would invade, but the Primordial Heavenly Lord thought that he had never expected to use it for just one opponent, and he waited for his death.
Suddenly, a chilling sensation covered the Primordial Heavenly Lord.
It was an ominous feeling, as if coldness was rising from his spine.
Quickly examining the protective suit, which was breaking due to the tidal force of gravity pulling toward a single point,
The bodily signs were still fine. There were multiple windows flashing errors, most of which warned that his body was in danger due to the collapsing world and urged him to avoid it.
But one of them.
A window that shouldn't have appeared yet.
Soul.
The various figures showed impossible numbers, painted in red. Before he understood what it was,
His soul screamed, and his body twisted.
The Primordial Heavenly Lord never expected that he would bury the Outer God along with the world of Kunlun.
Thanks to that, I reached him and licked the light.
The light was small, so I got it quickly. Since I had many memories, I thought it would take as long as it did for Daegon, but the memories came in immediately.
I thought it would take longer to cover Daegon due to the amount of memories, but it turned out that the light of Daegon was just too vast for me to absorb quickly.
As soon as I drained the warmth from the Primordial Heavenly Lord, the light darkened and shriveled, and the body forgot its form, growing wildly.
This is the typical form that appears whenever I drain the warmth from an opponent.
There's nothing special about immortals.
I looked at the most valuable thing I gained from the second world.
If I had to name it, I’d say it’s a technique that could be called Taoist Punk. It’s a technique that doesn’t require special qualifications from the user.
Such versatile techniques will help me in the future. Especially the one that lets me move between different worlds, I’m particularly fond of it.
However...
Memories are just memories.
If I were to use this technique, I would need a smart Harvester. The good thing is that, unlike Daegon’s techniques that require a special someone, I can carry this forward through generations.
There’s plenty of time.
And if I make them into Harvesters, they’ll become smarter, so I can use it whenever I need. A whole lot of worlds are now opening before me.
I can cross numerous worlds without going down below.
Hehe.
I’m satisfied having achieved my most important goal.
But, there’s also something I’m disappointed about.
I thought I could use all the byproducts of the Primordial Heavenly Lord's memories, but the instructions are in my hand, though it will take time to get used to them.
I should have made it a little simpler.
Right now, I think the world of Kunlun will disappear before I can even use that item.
No.
If time is needed, I’ll just make more time.
To stop this world from disappearing, I forced the reality I was in by sketching it and pressing it down.
Clang!
But instead of stopping, a large portion of the glass shattered, revealing a pitch-black darkness. The vast empty space.
But that’s not all. As the cracks grew larger, a flicker of light could be seen between the darkness.
As the surrounding light decreased, the scene that appeared was like a starry night sky.
There was no sea outside.
No, if I’m attached to the body of the victim, I’m not below. Yes.
I vaguely understand that if I went out there with just my body, I would fall straight down.
The blackened, withered light of the Primordial Heavenly Lord became dust and scattered beyond.
It was like a space station falling to the ground in some movie, everything crumbling around, and the world gathered into one point while sinking down.
Hmm.
Now that I think about it, the day the first world perished.
When I observed from beneath the surface, living creatures fell from above to below. There were rocks mixed in, and I thought the ground cracked and they fell underground.
When I review the memories just before the heat ruined them, it seems those weren't just rocks but creatures that looked similar.
Camouflage is a common technique.
In other words, only the living, only those who hold light, fell to where I was.
The living can go below, right?
We go to the bottom.
Soon, I’ll return to a place where I can do nothing but look up at the night sky. But at the same time, there’s a black dot in front of me, and beside me is the Primordial Heavenly Lord, now a piece of meat.
I stretched my arm and grabbed the chunk of meat.
Earlier, when I tried to stop the black dot, it seemed ineffective, but now the shrinking speed had slowed considerably.
However, the space itself was still being sucked in, and it seemed like it would eventually become one point.
If I dig into the Primordial Heavenly Lord’s memories, this black dot is not just a black hole, but a trap designed to kill immortals like Daegon.
It’s to gather and compress the entire realm of immortals into one point and make it disappear from this world.
It was an item that appeared while the Taegukdo treasure was creating this technique.
Taegukdo focused solely on physical strength, but what I’m going through now was designed to prevent escape even with the power of immortals.
That’s why it can’t be easily twisted.
When I grabbed the twisted meat, the soft chunk of flesh dug into Chosul's body like cancer cells. Is there no way to resist being attacked by this meat that has lost its soul?
"Szzzz... Lord! Zzzzzt... Si-cheon... Zzzzt... Are you... Zzzzzt..."
While I was wondering what to do, I heard a buzzing noise from somewhere, and someone called for the Primordial Heavenly Lord.
Looking toward the source of the sound, I saw clothes through the swollen flesh.
It looked like just regular clothes, but when I searched through the Primordial Heavenly Lord's memories, I realized they were embedded with advanced technology.
I reached out for those clothes.
The clothes had a window that displayed the condition of the wearer. When I compared them with the Primordial Heavenly Lord’s memories, there were some very strange figures be that if the Primordial Heavenly Lord is still alive, he could cross over to this side?
Since he’s good, he would come to rescue me.
If, before this broken world falls to where I am, he could cross over to that side?
I wouldn’t have to wait for someone to pull me up from here, I could move immediately.
Although it's annoying that my body keeps clinging to me and digging in, I gathered strength and tore apart the parts that I could, pushing the sensor in my chest into place.
It properly recognized my heartbeat.
“Cheh, sss... Lord! L... Lick...sss...”
And where was it? That thing was attached to the clothes. The distress signal device.
I calmly searched through the ruined clothes and reached out to pull the device to send a rescue signal. The wire touched the tip of my fingers. The device works when you pull on the wire attached to one side of the clothing.
No, I tried to pull it.
But my fingers wouldn’t move.
It was supposed to work automatically once I grabbed the wire and pulled, but perhaps the meat of this chunk dug in too deeply.
There was no sensation in my hand.
Then, I would just have to bite and pull.
If I go out with this body, to the other world, I can return. I could pretend to be a corpse for a while, and when I wake up, I can go somewhere else.
Moreover, I already know where I can go.
The Imperial Palace.
Even if I’m half an enemy now, when I go there, they’ll seal me or torture me to make me into a Harvester.
That’s enough. I’ll be satisfied if only the Harvesters increase.
Hehe.
Thinking this, I thrust my face forward, but before me, a long, barely visible face blocked my path.
One of the eyelids, instead of an eyeball, had something like a heart beating, and the opposite side, where the white, cloudy eye was, was no longer properly focused.
I tilted my head, thinking it was a coincidence, but the head followed suit. I looked closer and saw that a red pupil had grown in the place where the nose had been, staring straight at me.
The light had fallen off, and the meat was turning into a monster.
It should have been completely filled with warmth because it was so cold, but it clearly has awareness.
Though it’s a complete mess, I could still sense its will through its gaze. It wasn’t so stupid that I couldn’t read its intentions.
“Cold, isn’t it?”
There was no answer.
Crack.
No. There was an answer.
A long arm, which hadn’t been part of the original body, now extended, and instead of fingers, teeth cut the wire, preventing the signal from being sent.
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And then, did it break the power device? The sound stopped, and the windows floating around the clothes completely disappeared.
So it is.
Even in this state, losing warmth, you're still fighting back, huh?
If it keeps going like this, either this small world will become a point and disappear, or I’ll reach the place I’m supposed to be.
I looked at the place where the door to Kunlun’s outside should have been.
Now, there was nothing left but the steam of rocks in place of the door.
Crack.
At that moment, the cells that had dug into my body completely tore my arm off.
But it wasn’t particularly painful. I just know that the Primordial Heavenly Lord is resisting hard. Yeah. Resisting. Even in this state, not giving up, huh?
“Primordial Heavenly Lord. You win.”
Of course, while Samabaek is grinding his teeth and preparing for revenge...
Going back to the second world seems like a distant hope.
I watch as the world, falling to the bottom, moves.
A world that seems like it will disappear before reaching the bottom.
I don’t want to see the Primordial Heavenly Lord die with the look that he’s done everything. That annoying sneer is enough with just one time.
I stretched out my remaining arm toward the point that was sucking everything in. Then, I carefully pushed myself in, grabbing hold of reality.
And twisted.
Crack.
A point, like a frozen apple, stopped, and then shattered into pieces, disappearing. At the same time, the place we were in became solid.
Of course, it’s impossible to escape like this.
But even in this state, I want to show the world I feel to the Primordial Heavenly Lord, who speaks of how wrong I am through his actions.
“Hold on tight. From now on, we’ll sail to the bottom where I was.”
In other words, it’s sinking.
Soon, I’ll reach the place I belong. Of course, even if I go down, it’s not literally going down to a world with people. It’s just that the place suddenly changes to the bottom.
But in a world with light, darkness, and me as the sea, there is both up and down.
I am below.
You are above.
“I’ll soon arrive at the place I was stuck. When you get there, be careful not to leave any past memories.”
“Three.”
“Two.”
“One.”
I broke the surface.
At the same time, I emerged from the vessel of Chosul and returned below the surface.
This time, something alive is here. But whether it’s the Primordial Heavenly Lord who fell with me, I don’t think so.
It simply isn’t anywhere in this world.
Did he run away, or did he just disappear because there was no light?
I looked at something gnawing at me, crushed it, and looked up.
Far away.
At a very high place.
Countless lights gather, but they only appear as one light. The second world shines from afar.