I’m not going to die - I’m not going to die chapter 68

68 – Not just once (7)

He killed her and brought her back to life again and again.

It didn’t take long for the black pagoda to collapse.

It is a torture that even she, who can be called strong, cannot endure.

But the reason why they don’t get out of here is that if this fails, a bigger hell will remain.

Having sold her soul to the devil, she has no back.

“…stop.”

“You have your own potential.”

Killing her didn’t stop.

The reason why he couldn’t kill more was that the black pagoda master eventually succeeded in taking control of the image, albeit slightly.

At least it’s enough to defend itself.

Originally, I was at a disadvantage.

Her body was completely subdued, and her black magic completely controlled her mind.

It’s just that this situation was possible because my strangely powerful mental power overpowered her.

Sitting down and unable to move properly, she stared blankly at me and could only say that.

“You, what the hell are you?”

“I will say it one more time. Guess.”

How far can you see in this image?

If I really looked at my past, I would have realized that I could never win.

It doesn’t matter if you can’t see it.

because you can’t win

“Ah, ha ha ha ha, ha ha ha!”

The Black Tower Master laughed like a mad bitch.

Laughing as if she were going mad, she stood up with her trembling eyes.

Unlike being completely engulfed by demonic energy in real life, it was intact in the image.

Only those two eyes were bloodshot red.

“Still, there is a way.”

“Are you going to come up with another last resort?”

“No, I still have an advantage.”

The Black Tower Lord took out the details of the situation.

“Already in reality, I have an overwhelming advantage, you have been overpowered by demons, and you can take control of the situation. How about taking you out of town and hiding? Or what if the city is overthrown and transcended through demons?”

That’s also something I was worried about.

But, at the same time, I felt something.

“You seem to have no confidence.”

“…”

“Take me to the city? Or destroy the city to gain transcendental power? No matter what means you use, won’t your wish come true only if you are sure that you can eventually take my body?”

Suddenly becoming a transcendental person doesn’t mean her mental strength jumps.

In particular, if you reach transcendence in a deformed way like a black magician, you are only a half-transcendant who can’t even materialize your own image world.

Would it be possible to overwhelm my mind and take away my body?

Because the owner of the Black Tower was not sure, he still couldn’t get out of here.

If I don’t take my body, she will die anyway.

Magi has already used enough to pull it, and her body is not at a level that can withstand it.

For her, immortality was no longer a necessity, but a necessity.

“…Uh, uh… .”

I feel that she is slowly breaking down.

Her stake, which confidently threw her gambling numbers under any circumstances, was already showing the bottom.

Still, it hasn’t fallen.

Biggest stakes.

The power obtained by selling one’s soul.

Three demons are with her.

“you can do it.”

“…I guess you still have lingering feelings.”

“Take everything from you, so you can become an immortal!”

she threw herself at me.

It’s not like he completely controlled my mind, but he’s trying to harmonize.

It was the most devastating act, and it could have ruined her mind.

Or, she loses her own identity and gets absorbed by me in reverse.

It’s a situation I can’t even predict.

The human mind is the most irregular and inexplicable realm.

Even if you gain a lot from controlling Fran’s mind, why don’t you control her mind in the future?

Because you don’t know what will happen.

In the end, I threw one more gamble.

Even if there are demons in reality, they eventually disappear with time.

Rather, now is the best time.

When the devil was completely over me, she had to devour my mind, but she was able to prevail.

The moment she and I collide, I fall into the abyss at the bottom of my unconscious.

At the very beginning, memory begins.

That is the memory before returning.

In the meantime, I saw something strange.

“…brother?”

Why, is Ardel visible in this image?

I couldn’t quite understand this.

It’s not like he’s usually in my head.

It was the same for my older brother, his face was full of confusion.

…it was a big deal.

There is no problem in showing the black pagoda master before returning.

It can’t be stopped anyway, and she will die soon.

But my brother is a different story.

It is because I feel reluctance to show my family what happened before the return.

Because the past cannot be forgiven.

I was afraid to see the reaction of my family who saw it.

I keep it closed, but I never thought this would happen.

**

It was the time when I was contemplating how to get Argal out.

Ardel carefully examines the composition and puts his hand on Argal’s shoulder.

“How about moving Argal like this… .”

And he lost his mind just like that.

Raeli couldn’t help but be surprised.

“Oh, brother? Why all of a sudden?!”

Fran, who was concentrating on preparing magic, wanted to be sorry.

I should have warned you in advance, but I didn’t pay attention.

“You can’t touch me!”

“Well, then what will happen?”

“I don’t know what will happen. But I’ll probably get involved in what’s going on between the Black Tower Master and Argal.”

“Isn’t that a big deal?”

“Once it is.”

Fran sighed heavily.

I still have to protect Argal, but I have one more person to protect.

This happened, but there is no going back.

Fran continued to prepare magic, and Raeli stood between Argal and the Black Tower Master, at a loss for what to do.

Even in the midst of this, Frank was distracted.

She’s not stupid either.

Watching Argal use black magic, you have no choice but to know that he is a black magician.

“…Even though I don’t know how the hell you know the meaning.”

Extreme justice is the pinnacle of a mage, not the pinnacle of a black mage.

This is because they pursue different directions.

That’s why it’s contradictory for a black magician to know the exact meaning.

This was the reason why Fran did not doubt that Argal was a black magician, even though he knew quite a bit about black magic as well as magic.

“It doesn’t matter.”

Even if he was a black magician, nothing changed.

After all, Argal was trying to save the city, he was trying to save people, and he saved her.

That’s enough.

To risk her life.

And then I had a question.

What on earth was the Black Tower Master aiming for, why did he become so defenseless after being in contact with Argal?

So it was even more sinister.

To her, this black magic is familiar from somewhere.

It is very similar to the black magic that controlled her mind in front of a high-level demon.

Then, if Argal’s mind is controlled, what will happen in the future?

“I don’t know.”

Fran did not have time to think about the aftermath.

All I have to do now is kill the Black Pagoda Master.

Only then could Argal escape from the demon’s restraint.

**

Asher rose from the debris of the building.

No, he stood up while holding back the aftereffects of moving a long distance at once.

“I lied, I lied.”

Feeling an unbearable sense of betrayal, she quickly ran out.

Suppressing the feeling of helplessness in his whole body, he quickly ran towards the traitor who betrayed the trust he had given to others for the first time in his life.

Because if you miss the timing and let him die, you won’t even have a chance to get revenge on the traitor.

She held back her tears as she ran, only now realizing that a transparent wall had formed.

“It’s too familiar.”

Yet it is a familiar despair.

A barrier that no one can break through even in the practical exam.

It is a wall that only warriors can penetrate.

If you make a rational decision, it is right to wait for the hero.

However, she was unable to make rational judgments.

Emotions that filled her heart made her raise the spear, and she naturally prepared for a one-point thrust.

To stab a spear into an impenetrable wall.

I’ve done a lot.

When I was young, I tried to throw a spear into a strong wall while undergoing training that was tantamount to torture.

But that was for training, different from trying to break through the impenetrable like now.

Even though he knows it’s futile, Chang-sung takes a stand.

“If you can’t pierce it, just pierce it.”

can do.

If not once, then twice, if not twice, stab ten times, pass through the wall, and approach him.

Then death will be prevented.

his death.

I will bring back the only companion with whom she felt a sense of kinship.

Kwaaang-!!

A strong physical reaction is felt.

One stab tore her palm apart.

stab once more

She had already reached her limit, but she didn’t know she was tired.

My muscles felt like they were going to break, and the bones all over my body creaked.

However, the perfect posture was established, and the spear moved forward.

Kwaaang-!!

It would be impossible to break through the wall created by the transcendent.

But she knew that impossible was meaningless.

If you had already bowed to the impossible, you wouldn’t be here.

Emotions pulled to the limit will reach another limit.

Blue light drifts through the window for a moment.

The more her body reached its limit, the more she tried to push it.

It’s not just talent.

I would like to overcome such a situation.

to break through the limits.

It was a leap made to break through that wall.

Taking advantage of the one-time leap as an opportunity, I moved the spear.

hit a point again

aaang-!

as many as three times.

Not too long ago, I used one point thrust three times, which I thought was the limit.

Then a small miracle happened.

There was a very small hole in the barrier made of black magic.

The hole had been pierced and was no longer repaired.

Although she was completely exhausted, she did not collapse.

Stand firm and take your posture again.

Beyond screaming, he moved to stab the spear even though he knew that his strength was completely drained.

“Not just once.”

Twice if not.

third time.

ten times.

stabbed a hundred times.

I’m coming to you, Argal.

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Just as I was making that decision, I heard a girl’s voice from across the street.

“You’re too foolish.”

who stood next to her.

It was Bessia who had been swept away by the explosion.

“You and Argal.”

“…why are you like that?”

“Ah, am I stupid too?”

Even as she smiled, she moved forward.

The barrier of that black magic is not only able to be penetrated by the hero.

A saint-level priest was also here.

“I am confident that I will not die.”

I was swept away by the explosion earlier, and suffered a fatal blow.

One of her arms was burnt to almost ashes, and perhaps because of that, her priestly robe left one arm completely exposed.

But restoring it didn’t even take a few minutes.

The overwhelming holy power brought him back to life even on the verge of death.

The same goes for Changsung.

He restored his overworked muscles to the point of necrosis with great holy power.

At the same time, he melted the black magic barrier with his powerful holy power.

“Let’s go together.”

“…Yeah, thank you.”

Even if Besiah hates Asher a bit.

In the end, I wanted to save him, so I went with him.

For a moment, the two jumped over the barrier with a hole in it.