Leviation, who had regained consciousness, glared at Tesilid with his slit-slit eyes.
A huge murderous intent and a sense of oppression weighed him down.
Leviation opened his mouth again and began to fill his ribcage with air.
It was preparation for his second breath.
“I guess I’ll have to deal with it first.”
Tesilid put his hand into the air.
He used the cufflink item to access Ailet’s subspace storage and took out a healing potion.
When he emptied it in one breath, the minor wounds on his body were erased.
His new form imdiately jumped high into the air after recovering to its best condition.
At that mont, Leviathion let out a blue breath, and the Aura Blades clashed in a trajectory of pure white light.
Kwakwakwakwang!
The battle began with the axis shaking.
The confrontation between the two beings continued until the island of Wibril disappeared from the map.
Potions that could be used anywhere and at any ti with the will barely replaced the existence of healers.
Tesilid fought Leviathion, supplenting his regenerative power with Ailet's potion.
It was a long battle. It was a confrontation that had long ago surpassed the limits of human stamina.
After so much ti had passed, it was when the sunset dyed the horizon red.
Kugugugu.
The monster's gigantic body collapsed, causing a huge tidal wave and spray. It was Leviathion's end.
Tesilid stood on the reef area that had once been an island. His rough breathing quickly cald down.
He summoned the holy sword and looked out at the horizon in the distance to the west.
His eyes, alone, were filled with the sunset he had planned to see with her.
He scanned the surroundings where the sea water was rippling.
Even with his power, he couldn't detect the dungeon that had sucked Eyelet in.
Co to think of it, he felt divine intervention the mont she disappeared.
What should he do now?
“......Oh, there was that.”
After thinking about it for a while, his mind found a way.
He took out the teleportation stone from the subspace storage and destroyed it.
The destination was Gehenid, the capital of the Ragnaph Republic of Magic.
The moonlight shattered over the pitch-black magic tower that towered over the city.
It was midnight, but the city of magicians was wide awake, lighting up the night stone even at this hour.
Tesilid naturally lted into the gap and entered the magic tower, climbing to the very top floor.
No one stopped him during this ti.
He stepped on the last step and opened the door.
Then, under the do ceiling filled with constellations, a space where countless books were stored appeared.
This was the secret warehouse of the magic tower.
A place comparable to the forbidden book warehouse in the basent of the Seonghwangcheong. The dungeon hidden here was also similar.
“‘The Fruit of Truth, Study of the Golden Good and Evil and Cultivation.’”
Whioooooo.
As Tesilid pulled out a specific book and opened it, the air began to shake.
A vortex with five branches slowly spun and grew in size. Soon, it transford into the door to the dungeon.
He stepped inside without hesitation.
Beyond the gate, there was a taphysical space that ignored the laws of physics. Everywhere he looked was a bookshelf filled with books.
No, it seed as if the space itself had been built using books as materials.
The walls with mosaic patterns, the do ceiling, the spiral staircase, the floor that was made like stepping stones... ... .
Because everything was made of books.
This was a higher area than the Library of Mansang, and its na was as follows.
The voice of an extraterrestrial being that seed to echo in the water was heard in the center.
There was a huge Bible floating there that looked similar to the one I had seen in the Library of Mansang before.
Tesilid climbed up the stairs made of books and stood in front of it.
It looked more like a door than a book. There was a lock in the center wrapped in chains.
Tesilid’s hand searched through his arms.
In the Library of Mansang where Elantia was, the Bible of Truth could not tell where the floppy disk was.
So instead of the answer, he had the key he had received.
‘I thought it was no longer needed, but I never thought it would be used like this.’
Of course, he wasn’t happy at all.
Tesilid inserted the key into the lock and turned it.
With a rustling sound, the seal of the chain wrapped around the Bible was released.
The Bible unfolded as a double spiral of light wrapped around his body and scanned.
“......This ti, is it the Three Questions and Answers?”
It was unexpectedly generous. He had only prepared one question.
“.......”
There was a set question to ask. However.
“.......”
Tesilid needed ti to say it out loud.
It was a question he had asked once in the 94th round but was rejected.
Only after taking a deep breath to circulate the air in his lungs could he open his mouth.
“Where is Aylet Rodelin?”
The Bible of the Great Truth accepted the question.
Thanks to this, he realized once again that his current life, the 117th, was a special one.
There was no one with the sa na in this old and broken world built with letters. And this ti, the Bible was not incompetent.
An unidentified voice that identified the subject’s location echoed through the space again.
Tesilid’s eyes widened after hearing the answer to the first question.
Chapter 35. Avoiding the Murderous Intent of the World
“.......”
A light was ignited in my consciousness.
I raised my upper body in the dark cave and placed my hand on my head.
It seed that I had been disconnected from reality for quite so ti.
As was usually the case right after a deep sleep, it took so ti to recall my previous mories.
And then, the mont when the mories were finally connected.
“Tesilid......!”
The na I shouted like a scream echoed in the darkness.
I tried to calm my heart that was pounding loudly.
I let out a deep breath as if to vent the confusion and shock inside .
When I was able to do a real imitation, I opened my mouth.
“Agnes, how much ti has passed?”
But.
“Agnes?”
The necklace on my chest was quiet. I couldn’t feel Agnes’ presence.
What’s going on?
Is it because it’s a one-person dungeon that even the spirit’s entrance is controlled? [‘The Word Spirit that Builds the World’ says that Agnes Azlit doesn’t need to worry.]
If you are reading this translation anywhere other than Novelight or SilkRoadTL, it has been stolen.
[‘The Scale that Judges Souls’ says that you’ve been asleep for a full day, and that the ti ratio between the dungeon you’re currently in and the real world is 2.5 tis.] I felt relieved at the Word Spirit’s words, and then I beca lost in thought at the Scale’s words.
It is said that more than nine hours have passed on the side with Tesilid.
During that ti, what would have happened to him against the monster ranked 183rd?
“.......”
I am not a particularly pessimistic person. Even so, it was hard to find an optimistic possibility.
My fingertips were shaking. I clenched my fists tightly because I hated that unstable reaction.
“Ha, how could this be.”
I just said I would live.
I just talked about the natural desire for survival that any human would have.
What’s wrong with saying let’s live together?
“What is that.......”
The voice of resentnt becos muffled and blurred.
I should have argued that the system made a biased judgnt, that it was an exaggerated interpretation.
A part of seed to have accepted it.
It’s funny.
I confird that the long-standing affection and compassion I had for Tesilid Argent had grown, and had even changed to a higher level.
I have never admitted it with my own mouth.
Isn’t this too much?
“This is too much, really.......”
The situation was not good for to bury my head in my arms and cry.
I gritted my teeth and raised my head.
Okay, let’s admit it. This was my mistake.
At the ti, my mind was empty, so I was faithful to the mont, and now it was ti to take responsibility for all my mistakes and turn back.
I thought calmly.
There was a way to make up for it.
The VIP point shop run by the grandmother of ‘Ji-geo-han Manmul-sang’.
The luxury wristwatches sold there were definitely one-ti regression artifacts that would return the possessed person’s life.
Convert all your current gold to cash and buy anything at the exclusive cash shop for the Bing-ui.
The point accumulation rate is 1 point per 100,000 cash.
Therefore, if you spend all your assets, you will secure 50,000 points.
Here, if you feed the half-price discount coupon sponsored by Grandmother God, you can purchase the Regression Artifact.
Then... ... .
‘First, I have to die.’
The prerequisite for Regression is death.
Therefore, it was when I ca to the necessary conclusion. [‘The Word that Builds the World’ is furious at you!] I flinched at the thrilling sensation that ignited my spirit. My whole body was numb from the God’s wrath.
“......Word of God?”
A fierce scolding fell on , who was flustered. [‘World-building Word Spirit’ is furious, saying that he made a contract with you to see you like that.]
[‘World-building Word Spirit’ yells at to throw any thoughts of doing sothing like that in the trash.] I felt a lump in my throat at the harsh reprimand.
But.
But.
But.
A murmur lingered in my throat. After a long ti, I confessed sadly.
“Then what should I do? Tesilid went to the next episode. You can’t send to /N_o_v_e_l_i_g_h_t/ that tiline.”
Tesilid, who had built up mories and emotions with , was released to a tiline that I could never reach.
He must be wandering alone in the reset world again.
With mories that have no evidence or witnesses, being deceived by everyone.
“Then, at least erase those mories....... It’ll be less painful.......”
I realized this clearly as I spoke in a tone of resentnt that was too much.
I don't just want to save the world.
I wanted to save the world where Tesilid Argent is.
Special privilege for the possessed
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