The Outer God Needs Warmth-Chapter 133: Academy, you’re out of your mind (3)

Victoria’s hair had turned purple, and the wounds on her body, along with her scales and gills, had completely disappeared.

But the problem is that water is still flowing in.

The water is mixed with shattered fragments of stone. Even if it’s possible to breathe underwater, living inside it would be impossible.

The machine that just broke apart the remnants of the building and other debris was probably going to shred everything in the water like a blender.

Even if the tsunami is only 1 meter high, it’s enough to tear apart any city on the coast.

The water is dangerous.

That’s why Daegon had this device made.

The architecture, like jagged coral, had a reason. It wasn’t just to evoke a sense of the sea. When submerged, the water would swirl and pull creatures in with the debris, killing them.

It wasn’t for enemies, but for betrayers, so it was even more thorough.

Of course, when it was distributed, it was presented as a self-destruct mechanism meant to trap enemies and cause them to die in a final act.

In short.

It’s hard to survive with only enough breath to stay underwater.

“The scales are gone...”

Victoria, half undressed, repeatedly touched the area where her ribs had been, stretching out her fingers to check carefully.

The water has risen to her knees. The water flooding in from inside is swirling in one direction. That means a giant vortex has formed inside the dome. The blender is on.

It’s getting dangerous. If I get swept up in the current and fall to the ground, I’ll likely die and not make it out.

Thinking this, I watch quietly as Victoria checks her arms and legs several times before extending her arm forward.

And the water in front of her turns to jelly-like consistency. No, not just the water in front of her, but the water around us all turns into this jelly-like texture.

The water keeps flowing into the dome from the outside, but it all turns to jelly and piles up outside.

Now that I think about it, there weren’t any superhumans in the second world.

No, there were too few people created during the harvest period.

It’s not something you can just increase recklessly, but here, I think I’ll try to expand it a little more actively.

Meanwhile, the water also trickles down over my body.

I expected it to be sticky, but surprisingly, it feels just like water. Slippery, but when I try to move through it, there’s resistance like water with cornstarch sprinkled on it.

Rumble.

The machine has carefully and methodically been dismantling everything from the outside, and now it has reached the final stage.

It’s going to destroy this place where all the water is collecting.

The stones start falling from the ceiling, and the columns around us begin to collapse completely. But Victoria was stronger.

No debris could penetrate the protective shield of water she had created.

After some time, when all the buildings around us had collapsed.

“Gasp, gasp, gasp.”

Victoria survived.

But she breathes heavily, as if she had sprinted across a field. Bent over, she eventually collapses to the mud-soaked ground, sitting for a while.

She must be extremely exhausted.

Well, even the superhumans from the first world struggled after using their powers.

Those powers are their own strength. Unlike the Heavenly Demon Skill that pulls me out and uses it, they don’t work that way. So, it’s natural they’d be exhausted.

It would be weird if they didn’t get tired after using strength beyond what a human can produce.

“You...”

After regaining some strength, Victoria stands up and looks at me.

“Survived. Congratulations.”

“Yaaah!”

Victoria jumps back in surprise and screams.

It’s understandable.

From her perspective, over half of my body is like minced meat. The only part left intact is the upper body that was protected inside the shield. Aside from that, not even the bones are left, just fishbones.

“Are you... alive?”

“I don’t mind the pain. After all, it’s not my body.”

There’s pain, but it’s not as terrible as the cold.

“Earlier, you said that body wasn’t originally yours.”

“Yes, that’s right. And, by the way, the person who was supposed to enter this body wasn’t me either.”

Victoria looks at me with a mixture of confusion and pity. It makes sense. From her perspective, I should be dying right now.

“Aren’t you their master? I heard something about Daegon.”

“Yes. I’m not Daegon.”

Daegon, Daegon, Deigon. There are many names, but they all refer to one.

She looks at herself a few times, then nods.

“Yeah. If it were you, I would have completely turned into a Sahagin. Yeah. But are you okay? You’re bleeding a lot.”

The lower half of my body is completely torn away, and there’s a wide incision from my back to the ribs in the front. But this body is tough.

The blood and body fluids have stopped flowing, and the internal systems have switched to an emergency regeneration mode to keep me alive.

If I just get the right nourishment, I’ll regenerate.

“Yes. This body doesn’t die from this.”

Victoria nods at my words and suddenly stops. After standing still for quite some time, she sighs deeply.

“I... we made a deal earlier. So, what happens now? If you’re some kind of god, you must have something you want from me.”

Ah, so now you’re thinking about the deal?

But you don’t need to worry about that.

“I’m not a god. And people should live freely. I just need the warmth once your end is over.”

And in the meantime, I’ll absorb the warmth of every creature you kill. But I don’t say that. What if I say that? If someone doesn’t die, what would happen?

“Freedom?”

She looks at me with a confused expression, as though wondering if I’m lying. But I nod my large fish-like head.

It’s strange, not having eyes, but there’s no problem for now.

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“Yes.”

I don’t intend to force anyone. If I leave them alone, they’ll send their warmth to me naturally, so there’s no need to force it.

Victoria considers my words. After some time, she seems to have come to a conclusion, looking at me as she speaks.

“What are you going to do now?”

She asks what I’m going to do next.

I check Victoria’s memory in front of me.

There’s a complicated past, but to summarize, this is it.

Victoria was really a student.

Of course, like the faded memories, the school wasn’t one where royalty and nobility flaunted their differences. Such places exist, but Victoria wasn’t attending one of those.

She was a modernized alchemist by the standards of this world. She was studying to become a clockwork engineer.

This world is on the frontier of civilization, with brass gears and magical devices intertwined. A steampunk-like world powered by magic is easy to imagine.

So that’s why she was so good with the crowbar.

I can understand why she was good with such powerful weapons.

Anyway.

She was kidnapped while on break, staying at a harbor before boarding a ship home.

She woke up in an underground prison deep in the Sahagin’s lair.

Half-transformed into a mermaid, she snapped the crowbar that was nearby and killed the Sahagin trying to inject her with a syringe in one strike.

After that, while moving around the Sahagin lair to escape, her priorities shifted when she caught a high-ranking Sahagin trying to catch her.

That Sahagin left a dying message about their god descending. Afterward, she obtained a weapon capable of killing any Sahagin in one blow and the key to destroy this place.

She also realized that she had already been injected.

Then, she killed every Sahagin blocking her path and reached the summoning place.

Afterward, I was summoned, and here we are.

The faded memories shine brightly, like the protagonist of a horror game. I agree with that and think about what I should do next.

Hiding in this huge body, submerged in water.

That’s a bit dangerous. Because many bio-engineered creatures made with life science technology died when they were pushed into the wild.

Even if I go out in this body, I don’t think it’ll help. I’ll just delay being torn apart.

Of course, I could turn into a monster since I was attacked, but I don’t plan to take warmth and turn into a monster again unless I’m making tools.

Once is enough for such ridicule.

“What should we do?”

“Don’t ask me again.”

Silence falls.

Victoria, who had crossed her arms and stood in the middle of the ruins, seems to remember something and looks at me before asking.

“The students from the magic school walk around with creatures that can transform into humans, but you can’t do that?”

Transformation, huh.

I can’t use magic.

So, if it’s not transformation but a change, maybe I can do that. I’ve regenerated a body before.

“I’ll try it.”

Changing the shape of the vessel is new for me. It’s not a living creature, but a created one, so there’s no resistance.

If I force reality to bend, the world changes the way I want it.

Crack.

The world starts to crack.

“Huh? Was it a little girl?”

I became a small girl.

I lost my words.

The girl’s appearance is that of someone I know. It’s not exactly the same, but...

In front of Victoria, there’s a little girl whose face is still clear in memory.

I swear, I never intended to take the appearance of this girl.

Purple hair, small hands and feet. The girl looks like how I saw her last time.

Soo...

A technique I couldn’t use, one that sparkled in my memory.

Sooh Shim Gong, Choseol.

Yes.

That memory flickers faintly.

It shined, just like Sooh laughing when he tricked me and succeeded.