I Became a Fortune Teller in a Game My Sister Made - I Became a Fortune Teller in a Game My Sister Made chapter 229

229 – 45. Pseudo

There was no way I could forget it.

No matter how many years it had been since I hadn’t seen it, there was no way I could forget it.

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The face I first saw at the orphanage after my parents committed suicide.

While being ‘educated’ through countless pains and abuses.

That bastard I knew I would never forget.

There was no way I could forget it.

[If you think about it, I must have helped you quite a bit.]

“……………….”

[Don’t you think this is too much treatment? You prevented the usurper’s unreasonable intervention and provided various information, right?]

“……………….”

[How about trying something in response? Well, it was all just a trick for now.]

“……………….”

[Even if you were quick-witted, you were too quick. If you help that much, it usually gives you at least a little bit of trust.]

I was exploited to my heart’s content until I entered high school, but when I saw the opportunity, I ran away.

It wasn’t a difficult task. After spending several years with that pseudo-bastard, I stole all the skills he could, and even memorized many of his habits and mannerisms.

Although he lived a flawless life, it was an unwritten rule that once he committed fraud, he would not go out for at least a week and never leave the house.

I saw that moment and ran away.

I also knew that people were being kept under surveillance for Jisoo for the purpose of taking him hostage, so I made all my movements and plans.

At that time, I was only thinking about a successful escape, so I gave up on putting a kitchen knife to his neck.

“……………….”

[Hmm, expressionless. Is it because you feel no emotion? Or is that your way of expressing your anger?]

“……………….”

[Have you been laughing so much that you’ve even forgotten how to get angry? hahahaha!!]

The pseudo cub had an ordinary face.

A face without any blemishes that can be easily seen anywhere. A face without any personality.

Thanks to that, he was able to look like a completely different person with just a little bit of plastic surgery on his face.

But still, there was something in common.

His smile.

Because I was always consumed with greed and it was disgusting.

[I’m disappointed that there’s no response. Isn’t this the image of the enemy of the Buddha? It’s boring because there’s no reaction. Usurper, what do you think?]

＜……… ….＞

[Do you have no answer either?]

＜…… Oppa.＞

“Uh.”

“……….”

While I was not answering, another me arose.

After failing several times to get up, he somehow managed to stand on his two legs, but he seemed to have difficulty even moving properly.

“Damn, damn, damn…!!”

“Hey.”

“What! Are you going to blame me for losing so badly!?”

“Please protect Jisoo.”

“…What?”

Right after those words.

Tadat!!

Run away with all your might.

[hahahaha! Yes, wouldn’t it feel like killing you if you attacked like that? … !! It’s a body I’ve worked hard to obtain!]

“────.”

[Your heart would make an even better sacrifice!]

Kiss . Boosts Lucas’ strengthening magic and Raine’s superpowers.

My body is full of strength, and I even feel a sense of omnipotence. I was filled with joy at the physical abilities I could never attain under normal circumstances.

…… Everything subsided.

At best to feel that kind of emotion.

Because I am filled with anger right now.

[Come! Fortune-teller!!!]

The arms of pseudo-cubs are flooding in.

As the black mass is the mother, it has the appearance of a pseudo-cub, but its arms extend like a whip.

A light blow, as if testing.

“……………….”

As if responding, I dodged her arms by just lightly opening my body.

The That had reached its peak was already shedding bloody tears.

[That’s stupid.]

As we get closer, the pseudo cub laughs. You shouldn’t smile like that.

The arm that was stretched out like a whip returns in an instant, and sharp thorns sprout from all over its body.

Although there was no need to take on a human form, it remained in the form of a pseudo-cub until the end.

Thorns sprouted all over my stomach, back, legs, arms, chest, face, and head, and they were heading towards me as I ran.

He was the one who was stupid.

Hook. Poop puk. Phew.

My arms, legs, body, and thighs are pierced.

I somehow protected my organs and head with one arm.

[What!?]

Clench your fist.

Thanks to the thorns it created, it was able to immobilize its body, albeit briefly.

There are countless sharp pains.

It couldn’t have any effect on me right now.

[hehehe! Are you really going to hit me with your fist!? Such an idiot──]

I know, I know. You pseudo bastard.

You can’t know that if you hit it with your fist, it will only pierce you.

So, I took out the card I had hidden in my fist with my fingers and held it tightly.

Holding on to the card that I secretly took from my other side.

Swing.

Suddenly!!

[Big…… !?]

I know because I have been cut by this card. This is a sharper object than most famous swords.

If you really want to compare cutting power, you would have to bring a holy sword to be superior.

In other words, no matter how much it was compressed, it was too much to cut down the black lump.

In an instant, the cut off head falls off.

Of course I had no intention of stopping.

Suddenly.

“……….”

Suddenly. Suddenly.

“……Die.”

Suddenly. Suddenly. Suddenly. Suddenly!

“Die…!!”

Cut, tear, split, cut, dismember, mutilate, kill.

I didn’t even want to hear the pseudo-bastard’s rude words or screams. I felt like I heard a voice behind me, but I ignored it.

It just mechanically tears and cuts the thing.

Cut off the pseudo cub’s neck, body, arms, legs, and head.

No organs or blood spilled from inside. All she could see was a black mass writhing and trying to cling to itself again.

So I cut it again.

An unresolved grudge. My parents’ enemy. Punishment using exponents. A desire for revenge that has been building up for over 10 years. Self-loathing that the only thing I learned from that guy was me. Reflection on myself. Tears of other victims. The abuse I received from that guy.

With all of that.

Cut it.

[That, that, stop!!]

“……………….”

Suddenly. Kwasik.

[You! I told you to stop! Listen to me!!]

“……………….”

Thud. Quick. Crack.

[Pope!! Where is the Pope!!!]

How many times was it repeated?

Now, it has reached a point where it reattaches as soon as you cut it. The body of the pseudo-cub, which had been shattered, had suddenly returned to its original state.

Nevertheless, it was time to cut the guy’s head into pieces again.

“Phew…Even the being called God is not as omnipotent as I thought.”

Special skill :

“I hope the fortune teller can cool off for a moment.”

It was a few seconds later that I felt a sense of floating.

I suddenly realized that I was not killing the pseudo-bastard, but was flying poorly.

Only then did I feel the wounds that had pierced me again. The pain is so painful that it shakes the mind and shakes the brain.

Nevertheless, I threw away the card I was holding until the end.

“…That’s great persistence.”

Just being lightly snatched away by the Pope’s hand.

Consciousness gradually sinks──

“──You idiot!!!”

Boom!

Just before I hit the floor, someone catches me and rolls me over.

They didn’t land properly and just tangled together and fell to the floor.

Thanks to that, I was able to hold on to my spirit.

“Ah…………….”

“You… You crazy bastard! Is that what you meant by protecting your sister? Committing suicide like an idiot!?”

“I…Must kill….”

“Oh f*ck. Huh? Why are you──”

Wow!

“……Huh?”

“……Jisoo?”

Jisoo came up and slapped me.

I squatted down and made eye contact with her.

“……………….”

“……………….”

“……………….”

[Ha, hahahahaha!! Yes, the usurper is right! After all, he is a person worthy of being chosen as my hero!]

A pseudo-cub is rising.

Under the Pope’s protection, his body returned to its original state and he smiled.

[The effect was much better than I expected. That irritated fortune teller lost his temper and rushed at me. No, haven’t you lost your mind? It would be accurate to say that I did not look behind me.]

“……………….”

[However, he is still human. Unable to overcome the passion of a moment, you erased your chances of victory.]

“That bastard…….”

[The only ones left are the failure who just mumbled, the younger sister who really has no strength left after hitting her brother in the face, and the fortune teller who will die from excessive bleeding when the artifact’s time runs out. Only three idiots.]

＜…………….＞

[On the other hand, there are two healthy people here.]

Quad Deuk.

The pseudo cub sprouts several arms. Although it was gradually breaking away from its human form, its face remained the same until the end.

A step behind him, the Pope looked at the pseudo bastard with a slightly disapproving expression, but did not change sides in the end.

A former god who regenerates infinitely, and the Pope, a strong man with few opponents.

[Is it 3 to 2? It reminds me of that proof room.]

“……………….”

[Why do you do that? Isn’t there more there? Just like back then, deny this me! Cheeky fortune teller…… !!]

Was the fact that I was overwhelmed and cut to pieces a little while ago a great humiliation?

The guy laughed, changing the end of his arm into a card-like shape.

He wanted to return the same humiliation he had received.

[Disposal of failed works, fortune tellers as well, what about usurpers?]

[It wouldn’t be a bad idea to revive you right before you disappear and take over your body. This is also a good body, but is it only ?]

“………Okay…”

[Hmm?]

“…Should we do it only for the heroes…?”

Thump.

The temple is ringing.

Space itself shakes.

“This is…”

[Pope! What’s going on!!]

“God, it seems…an uninvited guest has come to visit.”

[What?]

“And also, an uninvited guest who is strong enough to be involved here.”

Thump. Thud. Thud.

The space that rang again and again soon cracked little by little.

Between small cracks.

The holy sword broke through.

Wow!!

“Yo, hero?”

＜……… Junior.＞

“………A bit…Late…”

Blonde hair shaking with blood, a holy sword sparkling with all kinds of pitiful lights.

Abel, who had left for America for her mission, approached her and held out his hand.

“It’s so… It’s not right…”

“……Abel?”

“…The mission…Is finished…Now.”

“……………….”

“It’s time to help you.”

[That is the sword I made…… !!]

“Is that… An enemy?”

“God…”

Whoa!

Is it because, for the sake of the mission, the Was still maintained?

The colorless wave generated by the lightly swung holy sword was headed towards the pseudo cub.

[Oh my…… !?]

Bam!!!

He hurriedly overlaps several arms to block, but even such defense is meaningless as all his arms and body are cut off with a single slash.

Immediately after that, it was played back to its original state, but the pseudo-bastard’s face had changed significantly.

“God…Is a weakling.”

[A mere creature…… !!]

“……Nam Goong Min, wake up.”

“……………….”

“We were supposed to meet again, right?”

“…Of course, it was like that.”

As I got up with Abel’s help, I could clearly see the pseudo cub again.

The cult that is the cause of all my past.

And the former god who made Ji Soo suffer.

The two can be said to be combined…… A being that must be killed and eliminated.

“Jisoo, I’m sorry…And thank you.”

＜……… Oppa.＞

“Wait a moment.”

＜…… Yes.＞

“The other me, are you ready?”

“f*ck, of course.”

The anger has not subsided yet.

Every time I see this guy, my emotions boil over and I can’t control it at all. Rather, I want to just leave it to explode.

But revenge is not the only thing left for me.

As long as the index is behind it, it must take precedence over everything else.

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Just like that day, instead of killing the pseudo, he ran away with Jisoo instead.

‘Mom, Dad.’

Because I promised my parents that I would protect Jisoo.

‘Please watch.’