The Munchkin Disciple Wants To Stop Being Obsessed Over - Chapter 157



The Lake (6)

“The Fourth Form of the Divine Sword.”

He let out a voice that was a mixture of cold breath and hot heat through his lips, and crossed the two swords in his hands.

Then, a brilliant light seeps into the place where the flames and cold air are intertwined.

“Prelude to Fire and Ice.”

Clearing my mind of distracting thoughts, I began swinging my sword aimlessly at the black army rushing toward me.

Choaaah!

When I swing my sword, the army freezes.

Hurrruk!

As I swing my flames, the army melts away.

He swung his sword without stopping. Colorful solid lines were drawn continuously, and blue and red flashes of light burst out without stopping.

The flames and ice that beautifully decorated the world eventually completely erased the blackness from my sight.

Crunch.

“Phew···.”

After fully unfolding the fourth form of the Shingeomryu, I steadied my ragged breathing and put the two swords back into their scabbards.

Perhaps it was because I was used to Manaburn. Even though I unleashed the fourth form of the Shinkenryu without deceiving the scales, I didn’t feel any problems such as lack of strength or lack of mana.

“surely···.”

I definitely feel like I’ve improved more than before.

While the blue and red lights still shine in the air, there doesn’t seem to be a single drop of black filthy water left no matter how much you look around.

“By the way, the other side is still fine.”

Regardless of my progress, I couldn’t help but shake my head and sigh as I looked towards the bloody lake.

It was worth it.

Even though a powerful aura had swept across the area, enough to wipe out the black army in an instant, the bloody lake was still visible to my eyes, looking exactly the same as before.

There was only a slight ripple, but the bloody lake was still seething as before, and the bloody figures were still screaming or looking at me with hostility.

In fact, it was a natural thing.

Because, as I remember, that bloody lake, conjugated with ancient black magic, was a sort of invincible zone that could not be shocked by any attack.

I had some expectations, since the country’s existence was much stronger than the game characters I had raised.

As expected, the bloody lake did not move at all as set in the game.

As far as I know, there’s only one way to shock that damn lake.

“Go inside and…”

Find the heart of the bloody lake and destroy it.

It seems like a simple solution, but it’s not at all. Why? Because the moment I step into that lake, I’ll be exposed to countless moments of death and pain.

“···Is it okay?”

Although I had already decided to go in, it was inevitable that I would have worries and concerns.

The moment I step into that lake, all the starlight and mana I possess become useless.

The flesh will melt and flow out in blood, and the flesh will be trampled upon as a desirable prey by those hideous, bloody forms.

With only a faint consciousness of pain remaining, my body will constantly regenerate, and will be washed away or trampled again and again.

It is hard to imagine how painful and unbearable the process would be.

Gulp.

Are you nervous? Or are you scared?

Dry saliva is swallowed without realizing it.

I wonder if I can really move forward in a situation where pain, death, and rebirth are repeated.

In that desperate state, I wonder if I can truly save Lily by dealing with the sin of lust, Rust, and then destroying the heart of the bloody lake.

I wonder if he noticed my feelings.

As I approached the bloody lake, bloody figures with their mouths wide open began to roar towards me.

“Kkaaak!”

“Haaak, haaak···!”

“Kee, keehihihi!”

“Taste, taste, taste, it is, it is, it is, it will be, it will be, it will be, it will be, all, all.”

“It’s a bowl. It’s a bowl!”

A shrill scream that feels like your eardrums will burst, a horrifying sight that makes your legs give out just by looking at it.

“···.”

The determination I had built up over time begins to fade, and the hesitation that has grown within me begins to hold me back.

The moment when I was about to lose my mind due to the unpleasant screams and unpleasant sights.

“no···.”

A faint, yet delicate voice that was clearer than any other sound to me.

The gaze naturally shifts to the source of that slenderness.

“Oh··· Don’t···.”

Someone who keeps disappearing and reappearing is seen.

Even though she was suffering, her beautiful face disappeared with a sad and sorrowful expression.

You must be very sick and tired,

It would be normal if there was no sound,

On that topic, Lily was worried about me and told me not to come into the lake.

“Lily···.”

My lips are chapped and my teeth are ground.

Blood oozes from my lips and teeth, and my mouth fills with the pungent scent of blood.

I’m angry.

To that damned fate that a frail girl who doesn’t even have the means to endure is enduring.

“I’m sorry···.”

To me, who knew that fate better than anyone else, stopped and hesitated for a moment.

“no.”

I stepped into the blood red lake.

A slimy sensation started to form around my ankles, and soon began to envelop my entire body.

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I can’t feel the mana.

The starlight does not rise.

Have I ever been this helpless?

As I thought that, bloody figures began to rush towards me.

Suddenly.

My arms and legs are bitten off and swallowed by their jaws, and I feel dizzy from the searing pain.

Gulp.

Skin, bones, and internal organs quickly melt away in the blood, and a dizzying pain like being struck by lightning engulfs my entire body.

“Ah··· Ah··· Ah···.”

Because it keeps disappearing and regenerating, I can’t even scream properly.

Time passes slowly. Will and hope are washed away by the flowing blood, and negative emotions such as despair, resentment, anger, and regret take hold in my soul.

The word ‘give up’ comes to mind first, and the conviction that you won’t be able to endure it swirls through your mind.

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I can’t do it. I’d rather die. I want to give up everything.

In the midst of helplessness, exhaustion, and unspeakable pain, my existence gradually fades away.

“You’ve finally become a bit more well-behaved.”

A woman with her whole body soaked in blood begins to approach me.

She held my playing face with her red palm.

“You look very sick. How are you? Should I help you?”

Is it because it is her world? While everything flows and regenerates, only the face held in her palm retains its original form.

“If you give up, I can make it so you won’t get hurt.”

At her sweet whispers, conflict begins to blossom. No, I find myself nodding reflexively, and I want to possess not just her palm but her entire body.

“That child can’t do that, but I can do that for you. So, child.”

She whispered, looking towards Lily, who was repeating the same thing as me.

Her fingers began to move slowly. From her nose to her mouth, from her mouth to her neck, from her neck to her chest, from her chest to her lower abdomen.

“Will you be mine?”

Her alluring fingers rub the tip of my blunt member. As she licks the corner of her mouth lecherously with her tongue, desire begins to surge even in the midst of pain.

In the meantime, my gaze briefly turns towards Lily.

I see tears flowing in the flowing blood.

In the flowing despair, flowing regret is visible.

Maybe that’s why.

The soul that had been faint becomes thicker for a moment, and the will that had been scattered becomes united for a moment.

“ah···.”

A voice comes out.

“you···.”

A sense of power is restored to the body, free from lethargy and exhaustion.

“I···.”

Little by little, the hand begins to move slowly, finding the Sword of Good and Evil and grasping its handle.

Crunch.

The Sword of Good and Evil begins to be pulled out little by little.

“Huh? What, what is it?”

Did he see that sight? The red eyes of the sinful lust began to shake violently.

“Oh, how···? Th, this is impossible···!”

Her voice also begins to waver, and the bloody figures screaming around her also begin to move about in confusion.

“Are you crazy?”

Finally, a full voice bursts out of the lips through the vocal cords.

Slurp.

A fully drawn sword, held in the hand that has briefly regained its freedom.

The sword begins to glow with starlight, and mana begins to circulate throughout the body.

That fleeting moment.

“The 7th form of the Divine Sword.”

I recited in a confident voice.

The sword I wield will become my firm will to turn everything around.

I put the wind in that sword and swing it with all my heart.

“Hwe (回).”

My wind drew a transparent line on the blood-red lake without making any light or sound.

Then, everything that had been floating in the blood began to return to nothingness.

The bloody figures that trampled my body,

The vengeful spirits who are left with only negative emotions,

Terrible emotions like pain and regret,

The damn fate that would not let go of Lily and would bite her,

All of that.