Necromancer’s Tower is too Easy - Chapter 176



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Episode 176

Death is something that everyone fears.

But there is no way for us mortals to escape death.

Either you struggle and run towards immortality that will never be achieved, or you grit your teeth and escape from humanity and cross over to a higher dimension.

But the foreign media killed him anyway.

The god of death.

[… … hot.]

The corners of Cheonma’s mouth went up.

[You really think those guys could kill the god of death.]

“Otherwise, it makes no sense that they are still alive.”

If they hadn’t killed Death, perhaps the God of Corruption wouldn’t be here now.

Moreover, all of those foreign correspondents would have died.

[Wrong. The god of death didn’t die then.]

“……what?”

But Cheonma answered like that.

[It doesn’t make sense in the first place. God is a being that takes priority over anyone else in the concepts he deals with.]

Sigh.

A celestial horse pretending to cut its throat.

[A god who has the concept of death dies by being consumed by his own concept? That’s ridiculous.]

“Then, how have those foreign correspondents been doing until now…….”

[Don’t you know what kind of guys they are?]

Heheheehe.

Cheonma laughs bitterly as if mocking those guys.

“……I guess he ran away.”

[Yeah, you saw that just now. The way those guys ran away so viciously.]

I know.

That’s why the god of corruption that existed back then is still alive.

[Of course, they didn’t just run away. They did everything they could to eliminate the very concept of death.]

The methods coming out of Cheonma’s mouth were all extraordinary.

Either copying the exact same being as the God of Death, or erasing it, or making it so that it cannot reach them forever.

It was their own struggle, possible because they were gods.

[But that all failed too.]

Cheonma smiled bitterly, as if he liked it.

[All the minions of those who were sent to take the place of the God of Death have died, and the foreign gods who shared their power with them have lost their own territories and have not yet been able to recover them.]

My gaze naturally turned to my hands.

I felt this while using the new god, but the current god I am using has taken something from the god of faith and the god of corruption.

If so, the original purpose of the scam was not to kill it… … .

‘Am I making it mine?’

Then wouldn’t it be a power closer to robbery than death?

As I was thinking that, the Heavenly Horse lightly struck me on the head with its blade.

“Ugh.”

[Wake up. There’s still a lot to talk about.]

After saying that, Cheonma sighed and started mumbling again.

[Where did we end up? Yeah, anyway, the foreigners who couldn’t recover their territory are turning their backs. Their territory is like life to them, and it’s gone.]

According to Cheonma, the period from then on was a time of complete upheaval.

Foreign news agencies that were afraid of death would attack other foreign news agencies with similar concepts, and eventually would overlay or eat the other foreign news agencies’ concepts onto their own concepts, making them identical.

[Maybe that’s what the god of death was after.]

To the words of Cheonma who said so.

“……I don’t think that’s the case.”

I was saying that on my own.

[Huh? Why?]

I couldn’t really say what the reason was for that, but…

‘… … .’

Just now.

I recalled the image of the man who was called the god of death.

No matter how I looked at it, it didn’t seem right that a man who just stared at the night sky would plan such a disaster.

“It’s nothing. Go on.”

[Yes. Anyway, as the number of foreign news agencies gradually decreased, one of them made a decision.]

The foreign correspondent sacrificed half of his territory to shout this to other foreign correspondents.

Let’s not fight among ourselves, let’s kill the god of death.

He said that he wanted to leave the concept itself behind.

[Foreign media also realized that no matter how much they repeat this, as long as the concept of death remains, their own deaths could happen someday.]

Even if it is as rare as a tiny insect rising to a high level and becoming a god.

Even if it is as absurd as a by-product of the laws of the universe ruling half of the world.

It was something that could not be ignored, as each and every one of them was born from such a rare and absurd event.

[Ha, I wish he had just crumpled up and died. Don’t you think so?]

“…….”

Cheonma shrugged his shoulders as if it wasn’t funny when I didn’t respond.

[So, what do you think happened to the foreigners who went to kill the god of death after making such thorough preparations?]

“……Did you lose again this time?”

According to Cheonma, the god of death is at least an immortal being.

If that’s the case, then it means that no matter how hard the foreign media tries, they cannot win.

[No, they came back alive and well.]

But Cheonma’s words overturned my expectations.

“So they won?”

[No, strictly speaking, they didn’t kill the god of death.]

Ugh.

Cheonma, which will whet your appetite again.

[When the guys found the God of Death, he was already dead.]

“……what?”

The god of death dies?

Does that make sense?

[Didn’t you see that too? Didn’t the God of Death seem so lowly for a name like God?]

“I thought it was because you were just hiding your power……”

At my words, Cheonma shook his head.

[No, he was mortal. That’s why he was all the more amazing. He became a god of a mortal concept, and one of the strongest concepts of all concepts.]

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Rather than thinking that it was great, the overwhelming thought that it was ridiculous was more overwhelming.

Is that even possible?

[He looks as if he doesn’t believe it, but what can he do? It’s a fact. In any case, the mortal god of death eventually died, and the concept he dealt with became a law without a god to deal with.]

Then Cheonma laughed again.

[Because of that, the foreign guys were in complete chaos. If they had subdued him when he was the god of death and somehow eliminated the concept, then it would have been different, but death, which was established as a law, was a much more powerful concept than the concepts they dealt with, so it worked as an almost absolute concept.]

“……Do you hate foreign news that much?”

When I asked him that, Cheonma suddenly stopped laughing.

[I don’t like it, I don’t like it.]

Urrrr.

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but a sound like lightning striking lingered in my ears.

[How could I possibly like someone who bewitched my friend, destroyed our goals, stole my power, and even tried to control my body as a puppet?]

“……That’s too bad.”

I wondered why the leader of the Demonic Cult, who was one with the God of Corruption, revived Cheonma. It seems he revived Cheonma with the power of the God of Corruption.

Even so, the reason why Cheonma did not become a puppet of the God of Corruption is probably… … .

‘It must be because I killed the god of corruption back then.’

As I thought about that, Cheonma chuckled.

[When I became one with that guy, I wanted to erase all these memories from my mind. Fortunately, his dirty memories are useful at least.]

“……Thank you.”

Since I could relate to that sentiment to some extent, I couldn’t help but express my deep gratitude.

[What’s the point of being thankful? Aren’t your goals and my goals pretty much the same now anyway?]

Sigh.

Cheonma, who had been laughing like that, turned his head and looked out the window.

I didn’t realize it, but the sun had set and the sky had turned pitch black.

[Killing foreign news.]

“yes.”

By the way, if you were one with the god of corruption, there was something I wanted to ask.

“Cheonma, do you happen to know the name Southern?”

[Southern? Who is that?]

Don’t you know?

Still, just in case, I held out my sword while explaining the whole story. Cheonma took the sword and began to examine it carefully with his eyes.

“If you were one with the God of Corruption, you would have had contact with other foreign gods, so if you know anything from those memories… please answer, whatever it may be.”

[Ummm… … .]

Swish.

As Cheonma ran his hand over the sword, a strange energy arose.

… … Wait, what just happened?

[I don’t know what kind of guy Southern is… …but I have one guess.]

“……Even a guess is fine.”

As I said that with the determination to grab onto even a straw, Cheonma handed me the sword again and spoke.

[As far as I can tell, the energy in this sword is that of the God of Corruption. The remnants of the power of the guy you just cut down still remain.]

“……For now, that is.”

[I feel two more energies.]

thud.

I felt like my heart was sinking.

‘Henneth clearly said that there were three or more foreign news sources related to this sword… … .’

So, does that mean we can figure out two of them?

[Of course, it is not certain yet… … but at least it is certain that those two energies are from some foreign source.]

“Who is that?”

[The cleaner of all memories.]

The anger disappears from Cheonma’s face as he speaks like that.

The expression left on his face was blank and a little tense.

[The foreign god commonly called the god of forgetfulness, and the first shadow.]

For some reason, the sword felt heavy.

[The guy who calls himself the God of Existence, these two’s energy will never be wrong.]

“……thanks.”

Ugh.

Cheonma spoke to me with a stern face as I was gnashing my teeth.

[I’m asking again, you. Are you really trying to kill those foreigners?]

“Of course.”

[The guys have already gone into hiding.]

Kuk.

Strength naturally entered the hand holding the sword.

[The foreigners who failed to eliminate you, who already seems to be a candidate for the new God of Death, will now not even show their butts in the tower. So as not to be caught by you.]

“……Do you think I can’t catch it?”

The voice grew louder by itself.

Unlike me who had become excited without realizing it, Cheonma calmly recited in a voice without any highs or lows.

[Listen until the end. Even if you retreat like that, they will eventually come back.]

chuck.

The finger of the heavenly horse pointing at me.

[If you don’t kill the God of Death this time, their chance will be lost forever. They will try to kill you, even if it means gathering all the other gods.]

“Then we just have to hit them first.”

Towards me, who was responding fiercely, Cheonma declared:

[By what means?]

I had nothing to say.

[The place where the foreigners live is outside. Once you enter the tower, you cannot leave, and you cannot go out. If you go there, the administrators will probably treat you as an outsider, not a player, first.]

I remembered the attitude Jeren had shown me on the first floor earlier.

As soon as she saw me show signs of not being a player, she immediately turned hostile towards me.

“……Then what do you want me to do?”

[I will help you.]

Ssuk.

Cheonma raised his hand.

[I know how to get to those foreign guys. And I know you’re the kind of guy who can kill them.]

chuck.

As he said that, Cheonma pointed to his chest.

[So, if you are willing.]

With my other hand, I pointed to my sword.

[Stab me.]

That face was as blank as ever, without even an inch of movement.

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