Chapter 229 – 229. Wake Up, Champion!

A sinking mind.

Fading memories.

It is gradually disappearing.

[Wake up!! How long are you going to sleep?

“Heo-euk… Cough..! Coo heo…”

He barely opened his eyes at the roar of the angry god.

Dead and alive No, he really had to die and then come back to life.

“Turn it off.”

A rope was wrapped around his neck. It was a broken rope. It seems that the rope broke in an attempt to commit suicide and failed.

“This is.. Where is it.”

The man who had been coughing for blood rushed to his face threw off the rope wrapped around his neck and looked around while stroking his sore neck.

It was an old attic I had never seen before. It is full of boxes and miscellaneous items. Also, the cobwebs and thick dust all over the place looked very unclean.

“Ha…”

She realized that she had been revived. Even with someone else’s body.

‘He must have been cut to death by Michael’s sword…’

For some reason, he possessed the body of another person and came back to life. At least, I felt a little less guilty, perhaps because I entered the body of a human who was originally going to die.

[If you wake up, find a weapon first. Foolish guy.]

While she was evaluating the situation for a while, Keponus, the god of order, couldn’t stand it and shouted at her man.

The man, who had been staring blankly at the new palm of his new body, lowered his head and began to search his attic when the god of order stopped, still showing his anger.

‘I didn’t die because I wanted to die either…’

The man made an excuse inwardly. But he couldn’t get it out of his mouth. That’s because it was your fault.

He remembered what happened at the Tremor Mansion. The man who always made things go well for her had never imagined that her situation would turn out to be so twisted.

She was just trying to give her faith and gain her trust, as she always did.

[I didn’t tell anyone. Don’t trust others so easily…

Since her man was blaming himself, Bister, the god of wisdom, scolded her man as if lamenting. She, as expected, had nothing to say about a man. She was right a hundred times what the god of wisdom said. She thought it was too easy. She was careless and arrogant.

As a result, she was defeated twice. Once at the Tremor Mansion. Twice in hell.

By being defeated in her mansion of thrill, the man lost her identity, and by being defeated in the abyss, she lost her remaining companions.

She [Loses not only her companions. The people you saved. Even the base they had built was robbed. You have lost all ground in this defeat. Everything that has been painstakingly built up to this point… The cultist will gulp it down.]

The goddess of light, Leitena, assaulted her with a calm voice. The man, Nicholas, eventually collapsed. She felt as though she had been beaten to death in the stomach.

“What happened to Anna and Michael…”

[How could it be? They all died right away.]

[Everybody died after you died. So don’t be fooled. Foolish guy.]

[To lose one’s life to the dagger of a wise man whose sight was not properly secured… He is the worst hero ever.]

“Kuh…”

Nicholas realized.

He didn’t just lose his colleagues or base.

He even lost the trust of the gods.

Keponus, the god of order who was solemn but always worried about safety, no longer concealed his anger, and Bister, the god of wisdom who always suggested a way, was busy blaming and rebuking her man.

Also, even the goddess of light, Leitena, who had always surrounded her, harbored a miasma.

Nicholas washed his face dry over and over again. There wasn’t even room for an excuse. It was all self-inflicted. He couldn’t even find a corner to escape from, so he quietly listened to the laments, anger, and insults of the gods mixed with sighs.

Seeing this as an opportunity, the gods wanted to arouse Nicholas’ complacent spirit and charged him with a little exaggeration.

[While you’re doing this here, the 4,200 people you rescued are being sacrificed by cultists in real time. Do you know that uh! Do you know?]

[Not only that. Two of the evil spirits that were sealed have already awakened. One of them is one of the three generals of Manmajeon. Do you know how serious this is? It means Bister has an opponent again!]

[Everyone… Calm down… Really… Really, was that for the best? I think I’m going crazy. Do you know how much effort goes into putting the void master to sleep? Do you know how many books in the Forbidden Library were burned in order to banish that monster from the game board!!! Uh!! What do you know!!! An ignorant idiot who knows nothing!!!]

“I’m sorry… I’m really… Sorry…”

Nicholas eventually had to get down on his knees and beg. It was because the god of wisdom, who never got angry no matter how frustrated he was, was running amok.

Just like a person who is usually angry and explodes once he goes crazy… Bister, who had been suppressing it, went on a rampage. Even the goddess of light, Leitena, was embarrassed by the rampage of the god who governed reason and wisdom, and hurriedly stopped him.

[Gee, huh.. Truly..]

Keponus tried to say one more word, but barely held back. It was because Bister was already going crazy, and if he exploded his anger at the same time, Nicholas might vomit blood and die.

Because in their situation, humans were nothing more than clever ants.

[Haa… It’s impossible to craft anymore… It’s a big deal.]

In the middle of it, as Nicholas was being torn apart by the Bister, Leythena muttered as if she was dizzy. The duke she spoke of meant everything they had done to ruin Zhang Zhaojun.

In the early days of the disaster, only two gods left before the war, Indicron and Kashinax. They tried to observe the cultist, oversaturated the zombies, and exhausted the two evil gods under the pretext of Jang Joon. This was the reason why Carshinax and Indicron were so busy.

These acts close to sabotage were all things that could have been done with the belief that the pantheon was overflowing with causality and that Nicholas was growing well on his own.

But now that is no longer possible. Because Nicholas, who thought he grew up on his own, lost everything, and the god who is the most skilled in behind-the-scenes work among the evil gods has returned.

In addition, even the butler of Manmajeon, who had been thrown into the pit, woke up. It really couldn’t have been an emergency.

[At least since Anna entered the enemy camp…]

The goddess of light, Leitena, thought of her saintess Anna, who by now was aiming for her chance at the side of the cultist.

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On the other hand, a corner of hell.

Jo Jun, who had been to the center of the macula, was contemplating the saintess in front of her, her whole body wrapped in chains.

“Hmm… Maybe this year is good.”

“Town..”

“What? You want me to release you?”

“Ugh..”

“Okay, let it go. Okay?”

Aiming only slightly loosened the cheek gag from the saintess’ mouth. In addition, he pulled out the swamp sword and put it in the meaning that he could be killed at any time.

Then Anna looked up at Jo Joon with her teary eyes and frowned.

“Cough.. Cough.. All, you… Aren’t you treating women too carelessly?”

She uttered her sorrow for Jo Joon. Jo Jun then clicked her tongue and made a disapproving look at Anna.

“What? Female? Are you a girl A provisional slave liberator. You bastard still suspicious It’s hard to treat both women and men as human beings. How do you know You’ll suddenly go mad, your slave label will be lifted, and you’ll release all my slaves.”

“I… I…”

“Why. Can’t you say no? Right? If you get rid of the slave label, you’re thinking of freeing all the humans here and running away as if you were possessed by Lincoln. No? Shall I bring a lie detector?”

“Ugh…”

“Ha. And to be treated like a woman. Did you even sleep with me Or did you feed me a proper meal? Don’t ask me to treat you as a woman when you haven’t done anything for me. Even though Eunji has done both, she’s a cold meal sometimes. Cuck.”

“Hey…”

“Whoa…It’s a little hot because I’m angry.”

Joon slightly loosened the gown he was wearing and hit it.

Then, his naked body was revealed, and his angular muscles and large…

-Little…

“Gulp…”

Anna swallowed her saliva. As she was broadcasting on the Internet, Anna, who had to receive pictures of cocks from countless men via DM, had a good eye.

‘Among the ones I’ve seen so far… The cleanest and coolest appearance…’

Aim snorted at the bewildered expression of the saintess who was glaring at her cock so much that her eyes would come out.

“Hey. I will drool.”

“Chew.. Huh.. Sin, sorry…”

“Nothing to be sorry about. Why. Do you want to touch it?”

“Uh.. Me..”

The saintess lowered her head and spoke in a crawling voice.

“Yes…”

The saintess was being trained by Jo Jun in real time.

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Nick’s attic again.

Nick was half-excited, listening to Bister, the god of wisdom, swear. Then, Leythena, the goddess of light, calmed Bister and brought her to the point.

[Whoa.. Everyone calm down, you can’t blame only Nick too much. There are things we didn’t care about.]

“Ah… Laythena-sama…”

[So from now on, we’ve decided to take good care of you.]

“Yes?”

[Leaving it alone made me arrogant without knowing the subject. So, from now on, we decided to closely manage you.]

“Ke-Keponus-sama.

[Whoa… Isn’t that the literal meaning? We are here in the next 24 hours. I decided to keep an eye on you.]

“Uh… Master Bister…”

Nicholas was horrified at the thought of being watched 24 hours a day. It was a completely different reaction from Jo Joon. Maybe it’s because he’s an individualistic, privacy-conscious American.

Jo Joon, an unfortunate person who grew up without receiving attention from anyone in the first place, was a strange human being who even felt a sense of security in the fact that the gods observed all aspects of him and paid attention to him.

“Ha..”

In any case, Nicholas agreed with the gods. Because he couldn’t help but agree. It was because he had no place to lean on except the gods, who had to start all over again, having lost all foundations.

“I understand for now…”

Nicholas found a suitable length curtain rod in the attic. You should be able to go outside now.

– Smart smart.

Then someone knocked.

“Are you there?”

Nicholas held his breath at the first time he heard the voice of a woman he did not know. Along with the idea that the accent is a bit peculiar.

“Looks like you’re inside. I’ll go in.”

Soon after, the entrance to the attic opened, and a voluminous woman wearing a wide-brimmed hat and a muscular half-naked man wearing a bucket with holes in it entered.

“Are you Nicholas?”

“You are…”

“We have received the revelation from the Mother World Tree and the giantess. Follow us.”

Nick suddenly followed them outside. It is because the good gods urged them to move quickly.

‘What are these humans..? Are you role-playing…?’

Nick looked at the woman dressed as a witch and the man dressed as a paladin. Because he had sworn to stay vigilant no more.

But regardless of whether he was caught off guard or not, they put Nick in a bongo and dragged him somewhere. It was only then that Nick noticed that the street scene was quite different from America.

Even in the distance, there was a tower that Nicholas knew well.

“Over there…”

“As you can see, this is France. That’s the Eiffel Tower. And I’m Charlotte, the archmage who leads the group of survivors in Paris. Please call me Lotte, Savior Nicholas.”

Soon, Nicholas was able to make his way to the headquarters of a group called the ‘Survivors of Paris’. It was a new start in a foreign country where the language was not properly communicated.