Warriors Come to My Prison - Warriors Come to My Prison chapter 130

Side story. End of the Earth (1)

Park Sang-joon is a warrior.

He was hit by a sports car and transported to another world, where he met God and was selected as a hero.

“Dimension, Delaim is waiting for your help.”

There was a mad king of Delaim who sacrificed his entire people to obtain demonic powers.

People called him the Demon King, and the Demon King tried to destroy the world using an army of undead and monsters.

In the middle of the battlefield, the hero Park Sang-joon fell.

“Hero! Please defeat the Demon King and save the world!”

The allied forces of the kingdoms treated Park Sang-joon with utmost respect and laid the foundation for him.

He learned everything from swordsmanship, magic, and spiritism, and his talent shone in spearmanship.

Park Sang-joon had an extreme affinity for the lightning attribute. He also had a talent for spearmanship. Combining the two and receiving the warrior buff, he rose to the continent’s strongest ranks in a few years, and the great epic to prevent the apocalypse began.

I had a lot of trouble. It wasn’t once or twice that I almost died. Nevertheless, because he was with his colleagues, he endured thanks to his pride as a warrior.

And prevented the end.

“You have four options.”

“Give up your powers and return to Earth.”

“Or just return to Earth.”

“Give up your powers and stay in Delaim.”

“Just stay.”

God made four suggestions to him, but in his eyes there were actually two.

“What are my disadvantages if I don’t give up my power?”

“does not exist. The reward promised to you will go as it is. However, if you use your power beyond the limits of the world, you will be penalized accordingly. The power of a hero is not common, and if abused, it causes chaos in the world.”

“What about the limits of the world line?”

“If it’s Delaim, it’s up to the level of the continent’s best knight. On Earth, even to the level of the best mixed martial arts player.”

“Aha, I understand. But isn’t the hero’s power just decoration?”

“Can not help it. What will you do?”

“I will return to Earth without giving up my power.”

It’s the same that he can’t use power, but the hero’s power was clear proof that he was a hero here.

Even if it degenerated into a mere decorative trophy, it was better to have it than not have it.

“I respect your choice. Buy a lottery ticket right away when you return to Earth. The numbers are 1, 3, 11, 28, 39, 40. And the following week numbers are 22, 36, 37, 41, 44, 45. Buy one a week to avoid any confusion. And the stock to buy with it is Donghwa Electronics, and if it falls below 30,000 won, buy it immediately and sell it when it goes over 110,000 won. After that, I bought Real Mango under $9 among US stocks…”

If he practiced all the knowledge given by God, Park Sang-joon could become rich in hundreds of billions.

It may not be enough to save the world, but it is by no means a small price.

And it was also Park Sang-joon who chose this.

He could become king if he stayed in Delaim, but he chose to return because he missed Earth’s civilization.

“Hero, I will never forget you until I die.”

“Thank you so much for saving the world!”

Being welcomed by the people of Delaim, he returned to Earth and became a billionaire. I got my hands on a body worthy of becoming a mixed martial arts champion, never getting sick for the rest of my life.

“I think it would be fun to become a martial artist.”

It is human nature to want to use something once you have it. Park Sang-joon jumped straight into the world of mixed martial arts.

He conquered Korea in an instant and moved to the United States.

And in a place to challenge the champion.

“uh?”

“uh?”

The former warriors recognized each other in the Octagon.

“you···.”

“You···?”

Ready, Fight!

Conversation was short. The referee announced the start of the match and the match started as soon as they touched each other’s fists.

Huwook-

Light jabs cross each other, exploring first.

But soon the movement speeds up.

─!

─!

Fists graze each other’s skin. The wind pressure that follows adds to the tension.

Park Sang-jun throws a counter while avoiding the opponent’s fist with weaving. The champion’s neck snaps sharply as his fist cuts through the air. A counterattack follows immediately. The counter of the counter came out, but Park Sang-joon did not panic and evaded it by leaning back.

aaa!

Sang Joon Park! Sang Joon Park!

Cillian Farrell!

Killian! kill it!

No one was hit, but the cheers of the audience grew louder at the high-level workshop that could not be easily followed by the eyes.

momentary leisure. Park Sang-joon and Killian looked at each other and smiled faintly.

Is it a sense of kinship, or is it a sympathy?

‘Long time no see.’

Fighting against opponents of the same level. All of a sudden, the blood was boiling.

Fists crossed again. Dodge and throw, dodge and blow. The battle continued without touching each other with a paper difference.

Little by little, little by little, it got faster.

‘Maybe it was a little boring.’

Became a hero and fought tirelessly to save the dimension. I was hurt a lot, and there were many times I almost died.

So, I hoped for a peaceful earthly life. However, the experience as a warrior had already penetrated deep into his body.

He dared to become a mixed martial artist even though he could rest comfortably with hundreds of billions of assets. I know that I can’t do my best, but it proves that I missed the battlefield nonetheless.

Maybe the peaceful daily life has gone too far for him. The moment I realized the truth that I had been denying, the limit that had been restricting Park Sang-joon was gradually released.

‘I told you not to use your strength, but wouldn’t it be okay if it was against the same hero?’

A stifling thirst arose.

I wanted to run amok with all my might, not just at this level.

Why should I put up with it?

Neither you nor your partner will ever be satisfied with this level.

You must hold a spear, not a fist, cut through aura, not air, and explode everything without limiting your power.

Wood deuk, muscles swell and blood circulates quickly. Adrenaline rushed at the opponent he hadn’t met in a while.

At that moment, the champion’s eyes met.

‘I guess it was the same for you.’

‘Hey, you too?’

‘I also.’

A contradiction in wishing for a peaceful life but not being able to escape completely because the life he has already lived as a warrior is long. And the thirst to reveal power.

‘This much is fine.’

Yes, this will be fine. Because it’s not against civilians, but against the same hero.

maybe.

dismissal-

A weak bolt of lightning struck Park Sang-joon’s fist. As if responding to this, the champion’s fist clumped with an aura.

The moment when the forces not allowed on Earth fly towards each other.

─!

Their world turned upside down.

* * *

waaa-

On top of the octagon, champions and challengers engage in a bloody slugfest. It’s different from before, when we avoided each other’s fists, but it was fun as it is.

People’s shouts add more heat.

And Kim Woo-jin, who was one of the spectators sitting in the audience, touched his forehead.

“What is it, those idiots?”

“It seems that the spirit of victory is the same. After all, there are very few cases where a hero fights a hero, right?”

“So you’re going to have an accident in a public place like this?”

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Just before the collision, the Akashic Records contract reacted and dragged the two to Purgatory. And the god piles took their place.

Humans would never notice, but thanks to that, the match was going on without a problem.

“Those bastards, what are their names?”

“The champion side is Cillian Farrell. The dimension you saved is set. As a hero, I spent 15 years in Setra. The original age is 49, but as I hoped, everyone recognizes me as 34 years old before leaving the earth.”

“The opposite?”

“The challenger is Park Sang-joon. The saved dimension is Delaim. My time as a warrior is 16 years. She is 28 years old before leaving as she hoped.”

“Did the contract with God look funny?”

“Rather than that, it seems that we couldn’t win each other’s excitement.”

“If that’s the case, just meet them separately. Why are you fucking in public?”

“Isn’t being taken to purgatory the same no matter where you go?”

“At least you’re trying to hide it. That’s just plain fucking fucked.”

Kim Woo-jin tapped the armrest. I wouldn’t know if I hadn’t seen it, but I had no intention of skipping over it.

“How many heroes have returned to Earth?”

“Five if you include the two who just disappeared.”

“Who are those who are active as warriors?”

“21 people.”

“There are so many damn things.”

“The gods favor Earth. Even if I become a hero, I accept it without any doubt and adapt quickly.”

It was impossible in the dimension on the verge of destruction, but in the dimension where there was a bit of room, there were many gods who preferred to make earthlings their warriors.

“Above all, since the warden and many other gods, including me, lived on Earth, the number of people with many talents naturally increased.”

This is because God has a positive effect just by existing even if he does nothing.

“Then, there will be a lot more warriors returning to Earth in the future.”

There’s no way they’ll give up their power. It was the time when a clear punishment was needed to prevent a recurrence.

Kim Woo-jin stood up from his seat.

“Let’s go to Purgatory.”

Those bastards I manage myself.

“Isn’t the game over yet?”

“It’s a dummy fight anyway. Who do you want to win?”

“Anyway, since I’ve been living in Korea, I’m more familiar with Koreans.”

puck-

At that moment, the challenger’s dummy hit the champion’s dummy in the jaw. It was a dramatic counter and the champion fell.

A new champion is born.

“Let’s go now.”

“Yeah.”

* * *

“Meet the Absolute God!”

It was the first time I had visited Purgatory since it was newly built.

Cardin, the current director of Purgatory and a member of Vaccine War, came out in a hurry.

“Mi, if you had told me in advance, I would have prepared…”

“don’t mind. It’s me who came all of a sudden. And don’t call me God.”

“Then what…?”

“Call me the Warden.”

“But am I the warden?”

“…”

“… Warden!”

Cardin, who watched for a moment, hurriedly lowered his head. Kim Woo-jin brought up the main point.

“Didn’t two new prisoners come in just now?”

“Yes. Two former warriors from Earth have arrived.”

“Put all those bastards in the counseling room.”

“Yes?”

“I’m going to try some counseling myself.”

“Yes? Say it yourself…Yes, I will prepare it right away!”

After a while, Kim Woo-jin entered the counseling room. It was more than twice as large as the previous consulting room in Purgatory. A suitable stage for a peaceful fight.

Inside, there were two prisoners on their knees with their eyes, ears, mouth, hands and feet, and mana completely restrained.

Idiots who ruined their lives because they couldn’t overcome their excitement and good spirits while playing a game.

At Kim Woo-jin’s glance, the prison guards released all restraining devices. The prisoners looked around blankly, unable to comprehend the situation.

“Hey.”

And then Kim Woo-jin’s eyes met.

“Are you guys that good at fighting?”

Kim Woo-jin snapped his finger.

“Come in, you motherfuckers.”

* * *

“···sorry.”

“sorry···.”

Park Sang-joon bowed his swollen head deeply.

It was a crushing defeat. No matter what I did, no matter how hard I tried, it didn’t work. It was like a fight between an adult and a child, no, an adult with a gun and a baby.

It wasn’t that he was proud, he was nabal, or anything like that.

“Are you guys laughing at God?”

Tak-tak, Kim Woo-jin knocked on the table.

“If you don’t take away your strength and take advantage of it as much as possible, it’s enough if you just take it lightly, why don’t you know what the fuck is?”

“I’m sorry…!”

“sorry!”

“Did you write the contract or not?”

“I wrote it.”

“I wrote it too.”

“Then didn’t you expect this to happen?”

“…”

“Hey…”

“Park Sang-joon? Before you speak, think carefully about how the other person will react when you hear them.”

“···sorry.”

Kim Woo-jin spread two fingers.

“Now you have two options. Either rot for the rest of your life in purgatory.”

folded one finger

“To return not only strength, but also all the rewards you received for your heroic act and return to Earth.”

“If everything…?”

“Money, body, and everything else I gained after becoming a hero. You guys will return to your state before you were summoned as heroes.”

“Yeah, that’s too much!”

“you’re right. No matter how wrong we may be, taking everything away is…!”

“Then you should have abide by the contract.”

Kim Woo-jin exhaled life. The two prisoners trembled, unable to bear to live.

“You think I’m kidding? Are the contracts with the gods funny?”

“Ha, but…”

“Choose.”

The two prisoners couldn’t make a hasty choice. I didn’t want to rot for the rest of my life in prison, or give up everything and return to Earth, not just my strength.

If you can’t do it, if you leave even a little money…

“Chief!”

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Just then, the door to the consulting room opened. It was the real warden of Purgatory, Khaidin.

“what’s the matter.”

Kim Woo-jin frowned at his not-so-good intuition. Did he, the warden, personally step out to do something that could have been done by the prison guards? Of course, it could be because I wanted to look good for him, but the expression on my face was telling me that wasn’t the only thing.

“It’s a big deal!”

“A big deal?”

“The end, the end has begun.”

“What’s the big deal…”

“earth! Earth!”

“what?”

“The apocalypse has just begun on Earth!”

···what?