The Outer God Needs Warmth-Chapter 98: Soo’s Gangho (18)

“If I catch it, I can touch it.

I don’t need to rise from the bottom; I can strike directly from my body.

The light is huge.

It’s really enormous. If a person were an apple, that person called Tongcheon would be like the moon. It’s so big that I wonder if it’s okay to touch something this large.

But, on the other hand, with this size, could it not contain me?

What would happen if I completely filled it with myself?

I push myself into the light.

“What is this?”

I touched the light. In the past, I would cover it with light as soon as I touched it, but this time it takes time.

“Let go, let go! I said let go!”

It seems like I’m convulsing? So, I release the strength from my hands and step back a few paces.

“I’ve let go of my hands.”

Even though I let go of my hands, I’m still in contact.

To explain it simply, it’s like this.

On a white piece of paper, two circles are drawn. To touch them, the black outline of the circles has to touch, right?

Even if the circles briefly touch and then separate, if you add black paper beneath them, the two circles are still practically connected, even though they’re apart.

From the black paper, black extends upwards.

When I make something or heal a wound, I do it by moving upwards over the black paper below.

As I touch, the light wavers here and there.

Memories also come in very slowly.

No, strictly speaking, there are too many memories. So, I can’t finish them all at once, like a person. It’s similar to when the first world fell to me.

At that time, the light was so overwhelming that it took a long time to understand, but now, it’s taking time because the light is so large.

A person can cover it all at once, so I didn’t notice, but now that I’m covering something this large, I’ve realized something.

First, if I don’t completely cover the light, it’s hard to take away warmth.

I think I could slowly absorb it, but somehow, I feel like I’d have to deal with it, so I plan to cover it all and snatch it away in one moment.

Since this is the first type I’m stealing, I’ll approach it carefully.

At that time, the Tongcheon cult leader reached behind with four twisted straight lines and stretched out his hand. As those four lines twisted together, forming a fork, he reached it towards me.

Crunch.

“Diagonal Sword. A weapon that kills the good. I don’t know what your true identity is, but it seems like there’s no way to stop this.”

I received two strikes—one on my head and neck, and another on my chest. It wasn’t just a hole that appeared; something invisible started flowing into me along with the wounds.

It’s the same as when a river flows, but you can’t see the water. It means you can only see the stones and sand flowing, but not the water.

As it burrows in, it tears into my flesh meticulously.

Checking the state, each blade destroys a different part. The two that struck my chest tear my body apart. One crushes the flesh, and the other travels through the blood vessels, melting into my bones.

I can’t tell about the ones that struck my neck and head.

Aside from the initial hole, there’s no movement at all.

So, what now?

I don’t feel any obstruction. The body’s been destroyed, but when have I ever done something with a body?

I lift my arm and grab the Baopa, a piece of equipment.

“What? Of course, the soul and fate must have been broken, but how is this possible!”

The body, soul, and fate. So, are there four blades?

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But, Tongcheon, why are you so obsessed with the inside of a glass bottle?

I continue to stretch out and slowly begin to color him in my shade. The pure white light gradually turns into a deep purple.

Can’t you see this? Can’t you feel it? You, a god?

Or is this no big deal for you?

Slowly, my body feels like it’s turning to dust. Before the vessel breaks completely, I suppress reality.

Crunch.

A gigantic crack bloomed from the center, much bigger than when my body shattered. It bloomed outward, like a flower.

Then my body returned to its original state. The weapons that pierced me disappeared as the parts that touched the cracks melted away.

“If you keep doing this, the world will collapse, foolish girl! Do you think you can escape from this Sabogeom by twisting reality? Your fate is already sealed!”

Tongcheon shouted loudly.

But that’s something I should say.

It took time, but I covered all of his light.

I completely licked the light.

Then, I grabbed the light and took the warmth...

Hehe.

Hehehe.

Hehehehe!

Ah, this is it! It’s warm!

Not just a faint warmth, but heat again! Heat has appeared! Yes, this is it!

This is it! The warmth I can get from now on!

“Aaaaaaaaaahhhhh!”

This bastard is screaming?

Ah, that’s right. If I only took warmth while alive, did I become a monster?

My whole body swells up like it’s about to burst, returning to the monstrous form of a fish-man, then the fish-man’s body starts peeling away, and a strange creature with traits of both fish and amphibians bursts out.

And as my body twists, my eyeballs fall out, replaced by muscles and tentacles, while ribs and shoulder blades distort, piercing through my body.

I thought gods were more spiritual beings, but they’re no different from creatures.

But I can’t.

I can’t run away.

It’s warm.

It’s mine.

It’s mine.

It’s mine.

It’s cold.

It’s cold. Cold, cold, cold, and cold until I go mad again. But I can’t go crazy.

Ah, ah, ah. Not again. Is this not enough? Can’t this warmth be enough? Can’t I stay warm? How long must I be cold?

Or should I hunt something like you, not some bug or human?

Hm? Tongcheon Cult Leader. Daegon.

Or should I squeeze you harder to get more warmth? More?

Screaming in the water, I thrust myself into the twisting Daegon.

The light turned black and shriveled. But it’s still big. Even if I combined all the light from the creatures around here, it’s nothing compared to this shrunken light. That’s how immense Daegon’s light is.

“Kiaaaaaaaaaah!”

At that moment, spears made of bones, muscles, blood, and organs shot out from Daegon’s body in all directions.

A tiny bit of warmth entered me.

Ah. Didn’t you know?

When warmth is stolen from me, no matter how much you desire warmth, it comes back to me. Because we’re connected.

Isn’t it cold? Isn’t it freezing? That’s what I feel.

You were warm, weren’t you?

Right?

You were always happy, weren’t you?

So, now it’s okay to be unhappy, right? Huh? Right?

I watched Daegon, glowing with warmth. How’s that cold? Is it hard to endure? Aren’t you a god? Why can’t you endure it? You should endure. What happens to me then?

Or do you think you’re not a god?

You said you were a god.

You.

Or are you not a god? So, does this mean I can steal your warmth? Huh?

Daegon concentrated a blue light in his mouth.

It’s not malice directed at me. He’s trying to kill in order to obtain more warmth.

I know.

When it gets unbearably cold, all I think about is where to get warmth.

Then, the warmth appears.

So, when creatures steal something from others, what do they do?

They kill and eat.

They act on instinct, fleeing from the terrible cold.

The light is pointing downward, beneath the surface.

A massive underground city where numerous warmth clusters gather.

A metropolis where fish-people live. It’s filled with warmth.

And with that, it vanished with a flash of light that Daegon emitted.

Hehe.

Warmth is coming in.

Yes. You can’t have it, Daegon.

Although Daegon’s face is terribly torn apart, he’s making a very troubled expression. At the same time, an enormous shockwave that started from the core rushes toward me.

Was this the plan?

I stretched Daegon’s arm, consuming the now ruined intestines and materials he cared about.

And in return, a bubble that Daegon made earlier appeared.

The shockwave Daegon emitted collided with the bubble and bounced off.

I can control my body. Knowing this, humans were too small. Only a large entity, full of ways to use its power, can let me understand.

I learned how to control it when I licked the light.

Hehe.

Chwahrarak!

Huh?

The part used to create the bubbles burst out. It didn’t explode, but like being ground in a blender, it was sucked inside the body.

I’ve seen something like this before.

When the Heavenly Demon spread the veil, the monsters dying as they got sucked in.

Ah, I see. That’s the part of Daegon’s body that touched reality through me.

Just like the Heavenly Demon said, it goes against the rules that make up this world. So, it collides with all the laws around it and disappears.

I thought anti-matter collided with matter and vanished, but unlike annihilation, there’s no heat. It’s just sucked in coldly and disappears.

As Daegon panicked, limbs began to grow from the remaining parts of his body. At the same time, the senses synchronized with Daegon speak to me.

Fuel is insufficient.

I can’t feel what that fuel is, but from experience, I learned it’s energy or magic.

So, it seems, it can’t regenerate or mutate?

Suddenly, I thought of something. A wrinkled black light. Could I use this, like in the first world, to bring myself out?

I gently pushed myself into it.

Kakakakakaka!

With the impact on the thick glass, like an art piece shaped like wood, a crack grew through Daegon’s head.

Too heavy.

Hah.

I wonder if I can use this material to make something.

But I’ve gained something.

If it’s a body of a certain size, I can push myself in and control it.

Although I have to consume a lot for that. The principle is the same. Moving Rebecca’s body or Daegon’s body is no different.

A vessel thoroughly made to contain something.

A body capable of containing a god.

A point in reality.

Only that can contain me completely and prevent me from breaking when I move.

I’ve learned so much.

And now, there’s a new prey. Not warmth that just slightly relieves the cold, but warm warmth.

Those who call themselves fresh, those who mistake themselves for gods.

Those who can travel between worlds.

Kehehe.

Yes. You at the bottom.

You were so warm.

I touched my own face. And then I turned around.

The Heavenly Demon stood there, looking at me with a tense expression. But the sword was not raised.

He looked at me, then closed his eyes, as if to say, "Kill me if you can."

I glanced at the bubble blocking the water around me. There’s still plenty of time before Daegon’s body is completely consumed. No need to hurry.

I slowly approached the Heavenly Demon.

“Foolish.”

Then, I cupped the Heavenly Demon’s cheek with both hands. I’m taller, after all. The Heavenly Demon, surprised, opened his eyes slightly. His black pupils shimmered with green light.

“Let’s go back. The idiot is already caught.”

With joy in finding my next target to steal warmth from or turn into a Harvester, I grabbed the Heavenly Demon and went back to the house where Sooga was waiting.