Chapter 870 – Tower of Deep Dreams (9) Seyoung Lee

─Tick.

Golden eyes wandered through time that had stopped and lost its light.

【Liberation】

The liberation of the three people who temporarily construct a body similar to the world tree. The skin on Lee Se-young’s neck appeared through his combat uniform and onto his white naked body.

A thorn-studded club was held in both hands, and an Ent shell was stuck to his cheek.

Extend your feet and push the floor. Lee Se-young, who was swimming slowly in the world, held her breath and put her hands back.

The scapula expands and contracts flexibly with movement.

The moment when the curved wooden club was literally trying to harpoon the head of King Mokryeong, who was still standing.

─Dismissal.

Time continues. Lee Se-young’s club stirred the air.

The king’s new form appeared in the shadows below Seyoung’s abdomen, where the hem of her clothes was shaking. Covered in black fur and wooden surfaces, he struck Seyoung’s defenseless solar plexus.

“Ugh!?”

Seyoung flies in the opposite direction on a right-angled trajectory and gets stuck. Baekyang’s excited voice rang in her ears.

【Hardy!!】

The ghost holding out a pure white rapier glanced at Lee Se-young who had been hit.

“Why are you doing that?”

【Did you think I didn’t know? I just used my power…】

“It’s not your power, it’s that woman’s power. “You, a world tree barely able to coexist, have already been robbed of your power, and you can’t do anything.”

【… How dare you interfere with the ordeal.】

“Oh. Listen. “I don’t know why you are so eager to help the king and his lover.”

Hardy, who kicked the butt of the fake king who growled like an animal, motioned to Se-young Lee.

“Ruler. “Bite that woman and kill her.”

The light went out of focus as Seyoung hit the wall. Seyoung, who barely came to her senses just before being thrown to the floor like a bug in the summer, squeezed her eyes shut, spitting out her blood.

“Kigeek, kiigeek!?”

The king makes a sickle out of a tree branch and attacks Lee Se-yeong to cut off her head.

Must be avoided. She tried to stretch out her feet, but Seyoung’s body collapsed.
As she knelt down, her eyes turned white for a moment.

“Eup, pukeuu… Ugh.”

I need to leave quickly, but my internal injuries are severe. Seyoung held her lower abdomen and her black blood poured out. Baekyang shouted in astonishment.

【Seyoung… !】

‘I know.’

Just before the king’s scythe takes Seyoung’s life.

A gray space unfolded, starting with Lee Se-young. As soon as the weak power is activated, the count goes back.

1 second, 2 seconds.

He swings the club he picked up from the floor and stops the attacking king between the eyes.

‘Stop…’

The flow of time started to turn in just 3 seconds.

However, time did not pass for all things together.

The club, which had been stopped by squeezing out all its remaining strength before retrieving its power, remained floating in the air.

The fact that time does not pass means that space is immutable and indestructible. The club floating in the sky was immovable. The king’s head, which received acceleration, hit the club and exploded.

-Quick!

The head exploded, fragments of the brain flew out, and dark red blood even invaded Seyoung’s retina.

Paddak, flutter. The fallen king writhed, groped his growing brain and head, and cried out in a series of terrifying voices.

“Krup, kageek, kraaaaak!”

Hiss, hiss. The sound of breathing coming from the airway where the head has been blown off.

While the king was regenerating, Seyoung, who was lying on the floor, was unable to escape the mental shock of repeated attacks of authority and started vomiting once again.

“Eup, huh… Keck. Ha. Fuck. I’m dying.”

Lee Si-heon’s face flashes in my mind. I wanted to hold it, but my arms and legs became stiff.

Seyoung, with her nose buried in the dirt, raised her face and grasped the club tightly.

Clear water was flowing from my ears and nose. Her dizzy consciousness tried to move away, but the unique life force of the World Tree managed to support her body.

Hardy stood in front of Seyoung Lee’s nose, ready to swing her rapier. An angry expression and a condescending look.

“Each person has their own reasons. I don’t know why you decided that you could trust this generation’s king. Well, it’s King Mokryeong, right?”

“…”

“How could I, a tree that wanted to protect the world, let you live?”

I didn’t mean to ask you to understand.

It was just that the values ​​were in conflict with each other, and the atrocities committed by King Mokryeong, who wanted to rule the world, were flashing through Hardi’s mind.

Including world trees and other innocent trees, from young sprouts to old trees and the humiliation of corpses.

Just thinking about King Mokryeong’s stronghold that devoured all the females in sight, regardless of means, makes me shiver.

In order to kill him, the genius’s descendants from ancient times rolled up their sleeves and confronted King Mokryeong, but most of them were raped or subjugated and had no choice but to remain as his limbs.

【Hardy… I know my heart. But-】

Hardi’s eyes were already determined.

Even if he can’t kill Lee Si-heon, the King of Mokryeong, he will tear his precious relationship apart.

The deep hatred and anger was indescribable.

I probably won’t be able to understand it for the rest of my life.

How Hardi’s body was treated harshly by the king. People in this world would have no way of knowing.

“Kiik!?”

The fake king, who regenerated his body, crawled on all fours and glared at Lee Se-young.

She didn’t let go this time, and a vicious threat stabbed her in the back, threatening to cut off her limbs. Hardy also held out the sword he was holding to Seyoung.

Seyoung Lee spread her palm and hit her on the ground.

-Boom!

Time to stop when you hit the floor. I minimized the consumption of power and became lost in thought without moving.

He urges her death, saying that Hardi’s bloodshot eyes are useless.
Seyoung held her breath and, holding on to her dazed mind, turned her gaze and looked at the surrounding things.

【Seyoung… In this state, it may be wrong.】

It may sound heartbreaking, but it is realistic advice. Seyoung frowned and agreed with her.

In this space, she could not expect any more tricks or changes in ideas.

This dimension is the home ground of Hardi and the False King. Even if Seyoung Lee flew and crawled, she would follow her until the end, and even with Baekyang’s support, she couldn’t overcome Seyoung, who was just a hunter.

Just like what Baekyang said.

As it stands now, that is.

-Passy!

Wind cutter. Although it was upgraded to intermediate level, it is just a hunter’s magic.

Seyoung, having squeezed out her personal magic, created wind magic and fired it irregularly towards the king and Hardi.

Hardi, who thought it was a trivial struggle, maintained consciousness during the pause and prepared to respond. Seyoung slipped and fell while trying to move, shedding a cold sweat and swallowing her saliva.

【Seyoung.】

“… Yes.”

【I’m fine, so I’ll do it. I can’t die like this, right?】

Her white magic waved over Lee Se-young’s skin. She has a power that is completely different from her color.

The power of the divine body distorted the surrounding space and took on a hard form on Seyoung’s skin.

Aspen tree. The bark of a white sheep sprouted, and the body composition that was merely an imitation of a wood person combined with the characteristics of an oak tree.

-Wooow!

The world goes by again.

Blades of wind shot out in all directions and exploded, blocking the sight of the fake king and Hardi.

“Useless resistance… !”

“Kiik-“

A cloud of dust accompanied by a gust of wind obscured the view. Hardy’s rapier erased the earthen fog from the world.

Lee Se-young, who should have been lying face down in the sight of Hardy cutting through the wind, had disappeared.

Hardi felt alarmed by the unpleasant energy coming from behind.

“Ha. Ha…”

Ice-cold breath blew into the air.

Seyoung’s hair, with oval patterns engraved on her eyes, was fluttering wildly with gold and green flecks. Uncombined, unsound magical power surged through her body as if running wild.

The technique of combining the magical body with the body has already been passed down as spirit painting through various spirit masters, including the Yoshino family.

Although there are differences in physical structure, the World Tree also had a method called ’emergence’, which invoked power through an agent.

This is a form that goes far beyond those two methods.

In Lee Se-young’s body, which had transferred its power, including authority, all the power of Baekyang’s World Tree was fused without being replaced, emitting twice the power.

It is not a method of drawing and using power through the joints of the connected soul or dantian.

A new form that solidifies into only one life form.

There was no need to give it a name. A similar type of monster already existed around Lee Si-heon.

Beads and Kafha. The god of three, liberated and united by two trees.

【Liberation】

Combining beyond the limits of species, we reach the peak of new traits.

The term ‘second liberation’ is a bit funny, but is that what it feels like?

Unlike Gusul and Kafha, it was inevitable for Baekyang, who was parasitic in Seyoung’s body, that her soul would be destroyed.

-Dismissal.

It is inevitable to live, become strong, be helpful to that person, and return.

Seyoung’s eyes, pulsating with gold and blood, drew a solid line in the world.

Just looking at it directly seemed to be enough to interfere with the surroundings. When the dimension was cut in two and the space was cut, Hardy’s left ankle was amputated.

“… World Tree of Time. “No way.”

The merged consciousness is not the property of Baekyang. An opponent that Lee Se-young must face alone.

The manipulation of time also led to the manipulation of space.

For example. Assuming that a cross-section of a part of the body is frozen. The organ is cut and separated into sections where time stands still.

If you do not have the strength to resist the power, it is an excruciating power that can instantly kill you without defense.

It was only a small portion of the power that Baekyang used in his prime.

“───.”

Lee Se-young’s mouth opened, and an unknown language continued.

Is this a start-up sound for using authority? A wary Hardy broke the speed of sound and escaped from his position, running along the edge of the dimension.

Between the gaps where Hardy is flying in the air. Fragments of her severed time scarred her dimension and pressed against her menacingly.

“Squeak, squeak!”

A fake king who attacks without knowing fear.

Lee Se-young, floating in the sky, stretched out his hand before the king pounced on him.

“… Kick-“

Some time stops. The king’s body, which hit the floor and attacked Lee Se-young, became as if frozen.

-Buuuuung!

The shrinking space gathered around, distorting its surroundings like a black hole.

The frozen body of the fake king appeared as if it had been put in a blender, its skin and internal organs squishing under pressure and disappearing before his eyes.

-Pad deuk!

The space returned and the king’s flesh, scattered with black blood, stuck to the floor.

Hardi, overwhelmed by the majesty, frowned and cursed.

“Shit. Why on earth would you go to such lengths for the king?”

Since Baekyang did not regain consciousness, Seyoung came up with his own answer.

“—I promised.”

Time in the dimension stopped again. A sharp wind flew in along with bright red blood, and began tearing Hardy’s body to pieces, tearing through space and time.

Although it is a part of the human body and not the real body. It would be impossible to come back after such a shock.

Although Hardi was able to resist the power and turn time at least slowly, he was unable to avoid death.

“Ugh, ugh, ugh!”

He cried out in pain as he felt the pain of his limbs and skin being torn.

The power of the World Tree that flowed from her body was transferred into Lee Se-young’s body.

“… Could the World Tree take away each other’s power?”

Baekyang has not returned yet to answer. It will be okay when time returns, but if you abuse this power, you will quickly say goodbye.

Dizzy. She did not adapt to the power and abused it solely based on intuition.

“After. Ha. Ha.”

Seyoung, breathing heavily, slowly falls from the air into the abyss.

She spit out that name in a sweaty, tearful voice.

“Lee Si-heon… “Huh.”

Seyoung’s love was also very fierce.