Became an Evolving Space Monster - Chapter 347
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‘And I can guess what Penelope’s privilege is.’
When Jason fought me, he summoned a golden figure and fought. That ability was a special ability he had stolen from a Coldblood Ranker. It was the ability to become the original of my ‘Abyssal Color’.
The ranker who was murdered by that guy and had her privileges taken away was Penelope.
‘If it had a perk similar to the color of the abyss, it wouldn’t be easy to lose.’
In my case, the abyssal color only affects organics, but her perk might not have that limitation. If that’s the case, then the cult warships that fill the sky above don’t mean much.
‘Besides, if you want to steal the privilege, you have to take someone’s life yourself.’
If the Imperial Carriers floating in the sky use Cosmic Bolts, Jason will win easily, but then he won’t be able to take away the perk. However, the twin Coldbloods are not easy to catch directly.
‘But even so, that means we won….’
That there is still something I don’t know.
Meanwhile, Penelope, who was engaging in close combat with Jason, used her special ability.
Her eyes, which resembled those of a snake, changed from red to gold, and a golden liquid, like melted gold, was secreted from her body. The golden liquid melted away the clothes she was wearing, leaving her naked in an instant.
Cynthia, who saw that, quickly moved using her levitation technique and stood in front of Jason.
The liquids flowing out of Penelope’s body gathered into the air as if they had a sense of self and formed a large bubble. The bubbles, which had inflated to their limit, exploded over the heads of their enemies.
Jason was able to escape thanks to the shield being deployed at the right time.
“Tch.”
Penelope clicked her tongue slightly after failing to surprise him. As if in response, Jason, who was inside the shield, opened his palm. A rainbow of light emitted from his palm.
Penelope, who saw that, quickly raised her hand. Then, golden bubbles flying through the air gathered and enveloped her naked body. The colored night, which had been strengthened by the special effect, was blocked by the golden liquid that protected its owner.
Isabelle, behind Penelope, pulled out a pistol imbued with the power of Vortex One. The gun was aimed at the floor where Jason and Cynthia were standing. The floor that had turned to mud earlier had now turned into a quicksand swamp.
Cynthia grabbed Jason and used her levitation technique to fly upward. Penelope’s golden bubbles followed behind them, but they were all blocked by a hemispherical shield.
In that state, Jason reached out his hand to Penelope’s head. Whether he used gravity control or not, the floor around Penelope split open.
Penelope, protected by the golden liquid, seemed fine, but Isabelle was not. She quickly distanced herself from Penelope.
Jason smiled even though the attack didn’t work. It was as if he had wanted this to happen.
“Isabel!”
Penelope shouted urgently as she saw Jason’s lips turn up. At that moment, a small projectile flew down from the sky.
The object, flying at a speed so fast that even my senses could not detect it, was about to pierce Isabelle’s abdomen. It would have done so if Penelope had not hastily pushed Isabelle away.
“Cough?!”
“Sister!”
Penelope, pierced in the abdomen by a projectile, collapses, vomiting blood.
Isabel quickly pulled out the cylindrical object she was wearing on her waist and threw it onto the sand. There was a hissing sound and a red mist rose up from the object.
“Fuck! It’s Red Mist’s hallucinogenic pheromone!”
“Chloe! Shoot now!”
“Damn it! It’s mine, don’t shoot!”
Just as Cynthia shouted, a small projectile flew in from afar and narrowly missed Isabel’s neck in the fog.
‘That’s?’
The projectile that tore through the sky-blue scales and fell to the ground was a bullet. The bullet was made of a metal similar to obsidian, while the rest was made of golden metal.
‘…A bullet made of Starpearl and Novametal.’
Novametal is a rare metal used to make strategic weapons such as the Thunder God and Imperial Carrier. Starpearl is an even rarer metal.
The only ones who can make those metals into bullets and use them are the rankers.
‘It was 3 to 2.’
Outside the battlefield, an unidentified enemy is targeting the twins.
“Sister! Come to your senses!”
“… Cool.”
As the red fog settled in, Isabelle helped up the fallen Penelope. As they ran away, the surrounding scenery became hazy like fog.
Before I knew it, I was inside a dark building. From the collapsed walls and the hole in the ceiling, it seemed like it wasn’t too far from where the fight had taken place.
Inside the collapsed building, Isabel was checking Penelope’s wounds. The boy’s hands and the hem of his clothes were stained with a golden liquid and blood.
All of it flowed out from Penelope’s abdomen.
“Because of me, my sister… .”
The panicked man tried to stop the bleeding from his sister’s wounds, but Penelope’s condition only worsened.
“Oh my God, please not my sister! Please not my sister….”
“Isabel.”
“A, a contract! Even if it means making a contract….”
“Isabel!”
“!”
As the dying Penelope raised her voice, Isabelle paused. She stroked her sister’s blue-scaled face with her blood-stained hands.
“There are still those we must protect. If both of us disappear, they will not survive.”
“Sister! You are more important to me! Rather than losing you…!”
“I don’t think so. I know.”
Even as blood continued to flow from her abdomen, her voice never wavered. When you just listened to her voice, she seemed perfectly fine, but that was not the case.
Now she is delivering her final message to her only family.
“Protect them.”
“… … .”
“Go. Quickly. They’ll be here any minute.”
As she said that, she stood up. Her red eyes turned golden again, and the scales on her entire body were covered in golden liquid.
“Sister…!”
“go!”
Isabel had no choice but to follow her sister’s roaring screams.
A loud explosion is heard behind the guy running out of the building. The scene before my eyes changes as Jason and Penelope’s screams become intertwined.
In a ruined alleyway, a wounded Isabel knelt. The antler cultist looked down at her with an arrogant attitude.
“You have bothered us with your pointless resistance.”
“…Stop talking nonsense and just kill me.”
With an annoyed expression, she carried a pistol imbued with the power of Vortex One in her bosom.
“Kill me? Are you willing to die and abandon your sister?”
“…What does that mean?”
When Isabel asked, Cynthia opened her mouth as if doing a favor.
“Your older sister, 18th ranked Penelope, was only subdued, not killed.”
“!”
“Of course, it depends on what you do.”
Cynthia bent down and brought her face close to Isabel’s. She whispered softly, like a seductive snake.
“Come join me, no, our Returning Party. Then your sister will live.”
“… … .”
Isabel, who had been looking at Cynthia with a blank expression, eventually lowered her head.
That was the end of Isabel’s memory.
When I opened my eyes, a familiar-looking cave greeted me.
Overall, it was very similar to the caves that Isabelle had created in Verzan 02 to hide the Coldblood slaves.
However, where the mud wall should have been, the girl’s memories were there. As if a projector was running, the unfortunate events she had experienced were being played over and over again on the surface of the wall.
In the middle of the movie theater of memories, Isabel sat alone.
Isabel sits in the cave and watches the video with empty eyes.
The guy’s appearance was a little different from what I remembered.
It was clearly the appearance of Coldblood, who was short, but it seemed like an image of a woman had been printed and superimposed on top of him.
“Aimop.”
A being with a mixed appearance of Coldblood and a human female turns its head towards me.
Isabel’s strange appearance, and even her recognition of me. This place was a different space from the world of memories I had seen so far.
‘Perhaps it’s a world we created to confine ourselves.’
Penelope, who got hurt while fighting the enemy. He ran away leaving his sister behind. And he was tricked into cooperating with Cynthia. The fragments of memories projected on the walls of the cave were all unhappy memories.
In other words, this is a nightmare world that instills guilt and forces atonement.
The guy who was looking at me turns his gaze behind me.
“…and sister.”
I turned my head and saw a strange being there. Unlike me, who had only shrunk in size, PS-111 had changed considerably. It was Penelope, a human image superimposed on the mutant Screamer’s appearance.
A being that was neither human, Coldblood, nor mutant Screamer opened its mouth.
“’Brother.’ It’s over. Alshas has been defeated, and all elements that could harm you have been eliminated.”
“… … .”
“So you may come out.”
Isabel shook her head at PS-111’s words.
“Why didn’t I know sooner? That my sister was already dead.”
“I am not dead.”
“Maybe I just didn’t want to admit it. My sister died because of me, but I wanted to avoid responsibility.”
“According to confirmed memory information, it is an impossibility.”
“I lied to myself because I wanted to live alone on that topic.”
“No, you did your best.”
PS-111 kept trying to persuade him, but it didn’t work on him.
‘Just looking at the listed memories, Isabel is filled with guilt.’
Of the countless pasts, only the extreme parts that can cause pain are repeated. Since the owner of the space wants to abuse himself, it is understandable that he cannot hear PS-111’s words.
As long as the conversation itself doesn’t take place, no matter what we say, they won’t listen.
‘I need to let go of my guilt.’
Now that we’ve been able to glimpse into Isabel’s mind, the opposite is possible. If we can utilize the original PS-111, Penelope’s memories, it will be a great help in eradicating the guy’s guilt.
‘The problem is that PS-111’s memories have almost been lost.’
In the past, the guy was badly damaged while fighting the Ice Horror. Thanks to No. 26, he was barely able to recover his brain, but in the process, most of his memories were lost and a new personality was established. Since Penelope’s memories themselves are not much left, it is unclear whether they will be able to be used to convince Isabelle.
‘but….’
I looked at PS-111, who was trying hard to persuade Isabel.
The guy didn’t give up and was trying to convey what he felt from seeing Isabel’s memories, as if that was the only way he could convey his feelings.
‘It’s the heart.’
Suddenly, old memories come to mind.
My mother was a very cold person. Even before my accident, she never once said she loved me.
I asked my father about this when I was young. He said that some things can be conveyed without words. My mother said that she just loves me, but she is not good at expressing it.
I think it is true that my mother cared for me, as my father said. She continued to pay for my expensive hospital bills. However, it took me quite a while to understand my mother’s feelings.
‘If you think about it, the relationship between Adhai and Ham Ort was like that too.’
Ham Ort deliberately chose to abandon Adhai in order to save him from the evil black dragon. Because of that, Adhai has lived for a long time resenting his kind.
Even though he heard the truth later, the grudge was not easily resolved. It is not easy to understand, considering that Gallagon is a being that cannot lie.
Issue #26 solved a problem that took a long time to solve by sharing memories and hearts.
‘What he needs more than words is probably your feelings.’
If PS-111’s emotions are directly connected, it will be of great help in recovering Isabel.
I called PS-111.
“Isabel won’t listen to anyone. So let’s change our approach.”
“I can’t give up on my brother. I don’t want him to suffer. We have to keep talking to him to wake him up.”
PS-111 was always as cool as a machine, but not now. He was getting anxious.
I calmly consoled the guy.
“I never said I was giving up. I said I was going to change my method.”
“What method?”
“You have to tell him your feelings directly, like No. 26 did.”
“I am a mutant Screamer. My emotions are nothing more than a product of many complex factors and chemical reactions. I am in no way capable of meeting your expectations, brother.”
I know without you saying it.