I Became a Foreigner Loved by Transcendentalists - I Became a Foreigner Loved by Transcendentalists chapter 102

Episode 102. The result of overcoming the limit

“I am Woo Hyo-seong, a silver-level adventurer.”

Intrusion of an uninvited guest that no one on site expected.

With a sense of alertness, the man with the group on his back retrieving the spear revealed his identity as he saw the corpse golem convulsing.

At least to prove that he is an ally.

“Woo Hyo-seong…… ?”

“If you say Woo Hyo-seong, do you mean a warrior hunter?”

The moment when the reconnaissance unit members who heard it felt familiar and exchanged glances with each other.

But unlike them, Marcus had no choice but to accept the identity of the person in front of him differently.

He was his former comrade, and was now accepted as his disciple by someone who was considered his enemy.

The reason I allowed that enemy to come here was because I wanted to see what he was trying to achieve by investing his entire life.

“Why are you here… ….”

“I came here because there was a commotion while training nearby. “It seems like it’s already too late for one person, but…”

The person who corresponded to the result was still in the same position and tried to engrave the existence in front of him into his eyes.

The golem, created from hundreds of corpses tangled together, is in a state of withstanding the previous javelin attack and trying to regenerate its body.

The large body that was raised again at the end was regarded as a monster that only a battalion unit of troops could guarantee a chance of victory unless there was a special operation.

If we fight in an all-out war, we must be concerned that there will be casualties.

The only one who can deal with such a being without getting hurt is a being called a hero.

“You’re in the back. “I’m going to take care of it so I can test the results of my training.”

Nevertheless, I did not feel any hesitation in moving towards such a monster.

From that imposing appearance, Marcus felt an inexplicable sense of déjà vu.

It was as if I had seen the same back in the past as now.

‘I’m behind you, Mr. Knight. ‘I’ll take care of this.’

The back of a child soldier who stepped forward at a moment when his country was in danger.

Because it was overlapping with his back at this moment.

-Oooh… Oooh….!

But right now, I can’t afford to get caught up in that kind of nostalgia.

The golem immediately raised its fallen body and began to fixate its hundreds of eyes on him.

A huge corpse golem created by a lich who sensed the extinction of existence and used his last strength to create it.

The principle of behavior of a monster that has not only its body but also its ego woven together like rags, is simply to follow its instincts based on the group.

And at this moment, the self that needs to be divided is only focused on the being in front of me.

Since such a phenomenon is created by the entanglement of countless egos, it would be an inevitable result that the behavior would lead to a runaway.

– Kugugugugugugu.

Even though he was exposed to such murderous intent, he did not feel intimidated.

He merely attempts to channel his output by giving will to the armor he wears.

-Kugugugu, kugugugugung.

From its output, it is on a different level from ordinary equipment.

Although equipment made by processing the corpses of high-ranking demons exerts its own magical power, it is only an auxiliary level that borrows the output of the magical core.

Despite the fact that it was common sense, the magical power he was emitting at this moment was affecting those around him to the extent that it was thought that it might be the power emitted by the high-ranking demons themselves.

To the point where I worry that the user himself might collapse under the weight of its magic.

-Jiying.

However, as if contrary to expectations, the output began to subside at some point.

To the naked eye, the phenomenon even looked as if mana had evaporated in an instant.

‘No, it didn’t evaporate.’

The soldiers watching from behind, including Marcus, clearly sensed the abnormality occurring in the body.

‘Mana, it’s pressed against her body…!’

That thought came to mind for a moment, but then he shook his head and denied it.

Using mana is no different from drawing the flow of her power to yourself.

The flow of power that is invisible and has no clear form is dealt with solely through the senses….

Of course, it is not easy to handle, so using mana is no different from enduring a huge loss of power.

This also applies to the creation of a ‘circle’, a phenomenon that occurs when force is concentrated.

‘But that is different. Rather than gathering strength to the point of forming a circle, all of the mana gathered is attached to one’s body.’

It operates as if a barrier that cannot pass through mana is wrapped around her entire body, completely blocking the waste of her power.

If such a thing were possible in theory, the loss of force that inevitably occurs could be brought to a level close to zero.

The enormous power generated by the armor is conversely compressed into the armor to its limit.

On the hand where the movement of such mana is most active, it is in the form of a glove rather than a circle through which power is leaked.

-Weeeing.

Even the noise generated at the end goes beyond vibration and is called ultrasound, and the concentration of physical force concentrated in that body is at a level beyond imagination.

In fact, it is impossible to use unless you are blessed with mana, but the moment Marcus saw such a ridiculous scene, what he felt was none other than familiarity.

I felt a sense of déjà vu while looking at his back.

At this moment, seeing him demonstrate his power, I felt it stand out even more.

-Koooooaaa!!

And at that moment, the corpse golem started screaming and swinging her fist.

The destructive power of a giant punch made up of hundreds of human beings would be on a par with a siege weapon aimed at a castle wall.

Nevertheless, the man did not distract her from using her mana, and just quietly raised her spear and prepared to retaliate against the attack.

-Paang!

Such a strong attack was pushed back with a single swing of the spear, and his posture began to become disturbed, and the other hand, which was swung in an unstable position, was also helplessly pushed away by the swing of the spear.

-Paang! Paang!

Just take the spear according to the trajectory of the attack and repeat swinging and striking.

The flow of power, which was achieved smoothly without the slightest damage, eventually broke the balance of the large body and created a huge gap.

Such a gap is the optimal moment to attack.

The man, who did not miss the opportunity, immediately put his weight on his lower body and grabbed the spear with all his might.

And throw.

-Quaaang!

His magical power expanded in the abdomen hit by the attack, and the giant’s body, unable to withstand the impact, collapsed and exploded into fragments.

No, the area close to the explosion site was not even fragments, but powder.

The only thing that has a function is that it was once a lich and was the center of the golem, but even that was just a good target for a man who was not aware of his guard.

-Wow, it’s a joke. Me, I… ….

Kwasik! The head being crushed by the swing of the spear.

Nevertheless, he was still on high alert and looked back at the reconnaissance unit members and shouted.

“Everyone, can you help me clean up after here?”

“Huh, huh?”

“After all, they are undead. “If you don’t break the vital point, it won’t keep regenerating.”

“Oh, yes. I guess so…. Army.”

After exchanging glances, the scout troops nodded and prepared to dismantle the scattered corpses of the undead with their respective weapons.

Unlike previous warriors, he is cautious and does not miss even confirming the kill.

From then on, a feeling called relief gradually began to emerge among the members of the reconnaissance unit who felt that safety was gradually being secured.

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Okay, as long as the enemy doesn’t bring additional reinforcements, everything will be fine for now.

It was at that moment that I felt a hint of popularity behind Marcus.

“What do you think? Isn’t that quite plausible?”

Jean Cleo.

His hated former comrade and teacher of a man who succeeded in single-handedly defeating hundreds of corpse golems created at this moment.

“… After all, it was you who did it.”

When I expressed my displeasure at facing him, Jean patted his beard and answered leisurely.

“Originally, I thought it would take a few months, but I never thought it would get to this point in just one month. Surprisingly, that young man’s natural ability matches well with dealing with spirits.”

In a way, this is a natural result.

It is said that a colony of spirits repeats birth and death every time they communicate, and in such an act, all that remains for the caster himself is a slight remnant of the communication.

In order to achieve results even with such remnants, it is necessary to go through decades of training.

This means that spending that much time is in itself meant to ‘make the spirits learn’, which means that the ability to interfere with their memories itself also affects their learning.

Even if it is just the power to engrave a name.

For actions that desperately need to be built up from trivial memories, it can be more efficient than anything else.

“The Imperials are so complacent too. “They only judge a target’s ability based on their own common sense, so they end up neglecting a talented person.”

A situation where such talent finally began to bloom after inheriting the status of a dragon and meeting a teacher who knew how to control the spirit.

Now that he has encountered the result, his teacher was feeling the greatest satisfaction.

Although it is still a bit lacking, I have no doubt that I will soon have the power to match her existence.

“But Marcus, you seem quite dissatisfied with the current results.”

But even though he remembered her the same way, there was still displeasure on Marcus’ face when he realized everything about her.

“… “You’re asking the obvious.”

Considering that her side can be seen in just one month, in a few years… No, in a few months, she may have a strength comparable to that of her in her prime.

Although he was called to this world as a foreigner, after meeting Jean, he learned how to use his natural abilities.

In fact, no one can deny that the evaluation of Woo Hyo-seong as an individual has increased, as he must be classified with ‘other heroes’ from now on.

“If the only result you have invested your whole life in is ‘that one hero,’ wouldn’t it be natural to be disappointed?”

And currently, there are hundreds of warriors with the same strength as her in the empire, and at this very moment, the empire is making countless attempts to summon them.

No matter how strong and cautious one is, in the end it is only the power of one hero.

In this world where disaster can only be prevented by mass producing such warriors as an army, wouldn’t it be foolish to invest one’s life into creating only strong individuals?

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Yes, Marcus also recognizes the potential that a man named Woo Hyo-seong has.

But at the level he showed right away, no matter how much potential he developed, it was impossible to think that he would surpass other warriors.

If Shin Ji-ho had not been careful right now, he would have easily burned the corpse golem.

If you weren’t careful, it would have been the same even if you brought other warriors to that location.

“The death of one warrior must be a pretty painful loss.”

Of course, since it is clear that even the Corpse Lord’s forces are targeting this place, the death of one warrior will not only affect the loss of troops but also a decline in morale.

Responsibility for this will be aimed at the commander who will be questioned for giving him wrong instructions, but enduring such evaluation will also be something that will happen after he returns to the empire.

Unless there is an order from the commander, he must not leave his position no matter what until the operation is over.

“I am acquiescing to it for now, but perhaps through this incident, the views of the warriors and soldiers towards you may become less positive.”

“… It’s none of your business. Jean Cleo.”

Late night after finishing everything. Marcus, who returned to the garrison area, looked back at Jean, who had followed him into the dormitory, and began to threaten him.

Eyes that are still sharp despite the passage of time.

Even after seeing the achievements he had made after coming here, he was still dissatisfied.

“If you brought me here at this late hour, I guess you have quite a bit to say to me.”

That too is something that must be endured, thought Jean and took a resolute attitude.

Marcus, who found even his attitude abominable, lashed out at him.

“Jean Cleo. “Your guy.”

After her death, they felt that the path they had chosen began with the death of a hero.

As a result of this moment, we are acutely aware that we are in a state where we can no longer understand each other.

“You really, with just one hero like her….”

It is not about reinforcing the ‘army’ like yourself.

Does she believe that just by creating one of her successors, she will be able to eradicate all the disasters in this world?

“Cough!”

The moment I was about to ask that question, a cough broke out.

Marcus’s eyes began to widen as he saw his body staggering in his seat.

“What…”

Cough, gasp.

A body shaking with repeated coughing coming out of the mouth.

Nevertheless, he somehow raised his head and tried to face his former comrade, struggling for breath.

He vomits blood due to internal injuries, and even the blood vessels in his eyes burst and he does not care about the bloody tears flowing.

“Ha, ha…”

“Oh no, hurry up and find a priest…!”

“Oh, you… There’s no need for that.”

Jean calls Marcus, who is trying to leave the dorm, in a hurry.

He held my hand as I was about to leave and urged him to stand in front of me, and he spoke with difficulty in breathing.

“Don’t you know, too? If we, mere humans, try to go beyond our innate limitations… What will happen?”

A body that has faced its own condition since long ago.

Since I was prepared to bury my bones when I came here, there was nothing to be surprised about now.

“…There’s no need to go through the trouble. Anyway, I don’t have much left.”

What’s disappointing is that I can’t accomplish the mission she couldn’t accomplish with my own hands.

The only thing that is unfortunate is that I cannot see with my own eyes the outcome of the person who will succeed her.