Possessing Nothing Chapter 69

That was the only thing. He didnt want to die. He could not die. There was no reason to think about why at this point. He couldnt die already. He just couldnt. Sungmin heard Scarletts warning in the distance. Gripping his spear, he lowered his stance.

Aines fist techniques were unrefined. She was able to use all the martial arts that Xeon was capable of using, but that didnt an that she was as proficient as him in using them. She had the sa level of skill as him, but Aine herself was unused to using the fist.

However, her style of battle was one that made her cover up those deficiencies with enormous magic energy and the transformation of her body. If Scarlett did not support him, Sungmin would have died by her hands already.

No, perhaps right now.

A tentacle grazed past him. Sungmins strength was too lacking to deflect Aines attacks using basic moves; everything sounded distant to him; he forgot to breathe and charged forward; the tentacle changed shape and now rushed at him from behind; he could feel that with his sixth sense.

Shadowless Phantom, second move Shadowless Step. His shadow danced around. Sungmins body produced afterimages. With his forward montum, he attacked with the first move of the Nine Skies Infinity Spear Soultracer.

Aine did not avoid this. She t it head on with her armor-clad body. Claaang! Along with a tallic sound, the spear in Sungmins hand trembled. Even though he exerted so much of his internal energy into it, he was incapable of penetrating Aines armor-like body.

He didnt have the leisure to exert more strength and try to penetrate through the armor. Sungmin retracted his spear retreated. When he moved out of his place using the Shadowless step, Aines fist struck where he had been.

Even the slightest of mistakes werent allowed in this battle. Just like the ti with the ogre chira; no, even moreso. When he fought the chira, Sungmin had so leisure to think, but nothing like that existed now.

If Miss Scarlett wasnt here.

That was what he thought that he was so powerless. He realized this in Prescans dungeon. How puny and weak were peak-level experts. He thought to himself that he had grown sowhat, though not so strong, but in actuality, he was just a puny existence.

The opponent was freakish enough to make him feel that.

Even though she possessed the sa heart that Sungmin had, she was incomparably stronger. She killed Xeon and drove Lloyd almost to death.

Would I be able to do it?

Against Xeon, the leader of Corona rcenaries? Or against Lloyd?

What would he gain from thinking such things? What would change from it?

He wanted to see the limits of martial arts.

He thought that. When he just left Mount Msh, Sungmin was under the assumption that he was walking on a lonely

However, right now.

His weakness What if it was Wiji Hoyeon, or Baek Sogo instead of ? Thinking about other people was just running away from reality. He had half-given up putting in effort as well. Even though he resolved himself see the limits of martial arts, that he would exert the effort to do so; even though he resolved to train himself, he tried to break through his bottleneck relying on sothing like the magic armor.

Even though he never attempted to break through by himself.

This was because I now know reality he said to himself several tis before he slept. Doing missions was easy, but at most, they were S-rank. His skills did not improve, and neither did his achievents in martial arts. Outside of Mount Msh, hard effort wasnt rewarded the sa. That was why, he ran from effort; from training.

So, would he die now?

Boom! Sungmins body rolled across the ground. The magic armor on Sungmins body, albeit without its original function, still played a splendid role as a defensive item, fortunately. Without it, rolling on the floor wouldnt have been the end of it.

Despite that, his injuries were heavy. Although it didnt show on the outside, his internal injuries were rather critical. Aine jumped towards Sungmin rolling on the ground, and Scarlett hurriedly cast magic to interfere.

The internal pain, the tallic taste of blood in his mouth, the sounds of destruction all around, his aching head the pounding of his heart in his chest.

Sungmin heaved a breath and stood up. His waist ached, be it was because he was hit, or from when he rolled on the floor, or both.

Night arrived, and the surroundings were dark. The magic that Scarlett was casting seed amazing even from Sungmins view, who was practically clueless about magic. Every ti Scarletts hands waved through the air, unknown characters filled the air and invoked magic.

Seeing that, Sungmin felt that the bitterness in his mouth was like poison. The thing coming out under his tongue was no saliva, but poison. He hated it. He hated himself for being powerless. Sungmin dragged his feet.

I.

Need to change. He wanted to change. He knew that the world changed as he changed. He learned that in Mount Msh. At that ti, he had definitely changed. The him before he entered Mount Msh and the him after he left Mount Msh had changed.

It was just that he was lacking. So people, like, for instance, the so-called geniuses have an easy ti doing anything they do. Whether it was progressing forward, or being changed. Every step that a genius takes was equivalent to several or perhaps several dozen steps for an ordinary

As soone whos not a genius, Sungmin had to keep walking forward. One realization was not enough. He had to co to several realizations.

About himself; and about reality. He needed to know how different his ideals and the reality in front of him were.

I do.

Connecting the disjointed thoughts he had, he gripped on his spear with whatever strength he had left. He knew that he was puny, that he was worthless, and that he was no genius. He also knew that the change he experienced wasnt anything that great. Even though he acted like so hermit that decided to see the limits of martial arts, he fell too easily in front of a bottleneck.

Despite that, he was looking too high.

His goals were too idealistic.

He wanted too much.

Amidst his self-loathing, Sungmin quietly walked forward. Although Scarlett was an exceptional mage, her Spell Engraval was a field of magic that was incomplete. Thanks to that, the efficiency of magic energy consumption was not that good. Yes, the Qindunjia and Onmyoudou-based Spell Engraval was an effective thod of attack against Aine, who had magic immunity.

However, it lacked the decisive factor. With the firepower that the current Scarlett had, it was insufficient to deal a decisive blow. Aine possessed imnse regenerative powers, and was enough to be called the ultimate lifeform. She recovered her injuries endlessly and pushed Scarlett back.

Sungmin watched that happen.

Amidst the disgusting self-loathing, he was pressed down by his own powerlessness. He hated it. And that dejection was what made him move. He didnt want to let Scarlett die. He didnt want to die either. There was a reason he couldnt die here.

He had not changed yet.

Aine, who was attacking Scarlett, suddenly sensed sothing sharp approaching behind her. Although it was a shallow attack that she could ignore, she turned around anyway. In the first place, what ticked her off was not Scarlett but Sungmin.

Aine did not know who Sungmin was. However, she didnt like him, and he kept ticking off her mind. She did not know how to solve these kind of troubles, and she had co to her own decision about this.

Wouldnt it stop if she killed him? Seeing Sungmin lashing out with his spear, she grinned. It was a light, and shallow attack, it wouldnt matter if she was hit by it head on.

As she thought, Aines light swing of her hand easily deflected Sungmins spear upwards. his palms ripped, and his elbows could barely hold, creaking. He instinctively spun around his chest in order to dodge Aines sharp hands. Screech and the section of armor around his waist was torn apart. A shallow wound on his waist gushed out blood. Any deeper, and his innard might have fallen out.

He couldnt be relieved yet. Aine was the predator, and he was the prey. The predator was now about to

Sungmin ran like a rabbit. Or perhaps, it might be more correct to say that he was a flea instead. He ran from Aine to survive. He endlessly stepped according to the ways of the Shadowless Phantom, and forced his arms to use the techniques of the Nine Skies Infinity Spear. Scarlett was no longer able to support Sungmin. She gasped and cald down her magic energy, and only looked at Sungmin with complicated eyes.

Sungmin wouldnt resent her even if she ran away. However, Scarlett had no thoughts of fleeing. She was seriously considering whether to use her last resort.

Of course, Sungmin was not aware of this. Nor did he think about it. Boom! Sungmins body flew backwards from Aines kick. He almost fell down without any power in his legs, but he forced himself up. Black blood gushed out as he bit down on his lip. Aine giggled out loud. Her transford hands were massive and razor-sharp.

His spear felt heavy.

This sense of heaviness was sothing he hadnt felt in a long ti. He hadnt felt this way since Mount Msh. His body was heavy as well. His ears were being tortured, and the tallic scent of blood pervaded his mind.

Death.

Was this it? He wasnt able to et Wiji Hoyeon again, he wasnt able to save Baek Sogo, and he got even Scarlett involved in it all too. A sudden death, like always. He still had so internal energy in his dantian. His body just didnt live up to the task. Sungmin suppressed the urge to laugh in self-loathing and pulled out his internal energy. He circulated the Purple Cloud Divine Art. He circulated his energy. Watching as Aine ran towards him. He thought that, it still wasnt ti for his death, just yet.

Why? Because he could still move.

There arent many people that accept death as a joyous thing. If soone had the slightest bit of longing left, then they would not long for death. Even soone without any desire wouldnt be calm in front of death. Most people struggled in the face of death. Sungmin included. He struggled. He had nurous reasons he could not die here, and that beca a longing for him which made him move.

There was no one that could save Sungmin here right now. There was no WIji Hoyeon or Baek Sogo. There was no Lloyd. To survive, he had to rely on himself. He could not rely on soone else. Like how the world changed with him changing, everything was up to him.

He felt that his had head cleared up a little.

Scarlett ca to a decision. She only had two conclusions she could co to.

However, she couldnt care about that in a situation like this. Scarlett clicked her tongue and reached inside her chest. But at that mont.

Purple fog was released from Sungmins spear. Aine instinctively realized that it was dangerous, and imdiately stopped to retreat.

The fog swirled around and was compressed into the spear. It beca a lingering light around the spear. No, it also looked like a burst of flas. Aine, who saw that scene for the first ti, watched as it happened with her eyes wide open. Sungmin, who had beco pale after losing all that blood, looked down at the purple flas surrounding his spear.

He wanted to cry.

When he lashed outwards, he was not moving according to the Nine Skies Infinity Spear, but the first of the three basic moves, pierce. Yes. It was just a simple piercing action. Although it was not that fast, Aine was no longer able to ignore that attack. She t it with a stiff expression. Her hands, clad in armor, approached to defend against the spear.

She could not defend. The mont the spearhead ca into contact with her armored hands, the armor scattered apart, and her hand was penetrated before the tip of the spear reached her. Speed and strength didnt matter any bit here. The spearhead pierced her right shoulder.

Aine scread out loud. Although she did not know of pain, the feeling she had right now was strange. The wound was not regenerating. Aine changed her scream into a shout and swung her left hand. Sungmin took half a step back and spun his spear.

Aines left arm was caught in the rotation and it was ripped off. Sungmin didnt need to exert his strength that much, and Scarlett turned stiff in her position. Aines eyes widened in shock. Sungmin was not thinking complicated thoughts. He continued to attack Aine in the three basic moves of the spear, and Aine rotated her body in fear. The spear grazed past her waist and the grazed waist split apart and spurt blood.

Ah, ah, it hurts!

Aine scread. Even though she wanted to cover up her wounds, she had neither of her hands. Aine jumped backwards, and then started fleeing without hesitation. Sungmin tried to chase her, but fell down without walking a few steps. His head was spinning, and he had a nosebleed. Scarlett also did not chase her and ca to Sungmin.

Ah.

Sungmin did not see Aine as her figure beca smaller. He only looked at the spear in his hand. The flas that clad the spear was no longer there.

I did it.

Letting go of his fading consciousness, he muttered those words.

What he used just now was spearforce.