Chapter 98 – Chapter 98- Eternal Dream (9)

While quietly soothing the Vice President with a wall between them.

Suddenly, the world in my dream changed.

The low ceiling collapses, the concrete walls collapse and the darkness is sucked in.

This jumbled scene, mixed with all kinds of colors, was similar to the transition from evening to morning in the previous dream world.

Humans and architecture.

As if to prove that all of them are the background, everything is sucked in, and the turbidly mixed colors are distributed again.

The dull gray goes to the floor below, and the light blue goes to the sky above.

The world thus completed created a clear outside world, not a prison as before.

“What’s this?”

Looking at the changing world, seeing the finished world, I murmured stupidly.

Unlike before, the vice president suddenly appeared next to me, not knowing what to do in this world where the background had completely changed.

The vice-president, who has grown a little more than the vice-president when he was young, and has grown to the point where he can briefly reflect the girl’s appearance.

Her short blue bobbed hair fell down to her shoulders before she knew it, and her slender body had some curves.

And the vice-president grabbed my hand.

“Run, number 99.”

Dark blue eyes looked at me and whispered.

“Yes?”

I couldn’t understand the sudden change of the world and this situation, so I blankly questioned.

Soon, as the vice president took my hand and pulled me forward, I realized something when I heard gunfire coming from behind.

The fact that ‘I have to run away from here’.

“Catch!”

It was only after I heard a shriek that made my thoughts certain that I came to my senses and moved my body.

Drurrrr-!

The sound of hundreds of bullets grinding away and the bullets raining behind your back.

In the midst of that, the vice president ran forward, holding my hand.

If I held the vice president’s hand in the prison before, now the vice president first grabbed my hand and led me.

“Catch! You must catch those two!”

An evil cry is heard from behind, and a barrage of bullets rains down again.

I tried to block all the bullets by quickly casting an elemental skill on the dense net that was sure to hit me, but something happened even faster than that.

Shit- shit-

A white piece of ice is created in empty space.

Tiny things entangled each other, creating a transparent wall and enveloping us.

T-Dick-! TDDIC-!

Hundreds of bullets coming towards us hit the ice wall and fell to the floor in vain.

“Let’s go, Number 99.”

The vice-president, who blocked the bullets by manifesting his supernatural powers, looks back at me and says.

The Vice President’s face had changed as much as time had passed.

The weak eyes that burst into tears calmly, and the face filled with despair calmly.

There was no expression on the vice president’s face, as if the accumulated sadness had piled up and hardened on his face.

“Let’s go.”

The vice president who whispered to me again leads my hand.

Without saying a word, I followed the vice president’s hand and started running.

We ran through alleys and small buildings to avoid the guys following us.

Sometimes the vice-president, sometimes I manifested my superpowers and blocked the bullets that were pouring towards us.

So we ran for a while until we ran out of mana.

“… Damn it.”

When I saw the scene in front of me, I uttered a curse.

I passed many roads and crossed between many buildings.

Right now, in front of my eyes, there is only the entrance to a large warehouse.

No other road existed.

‘As if I was told to come here unconditionally’

“Let’s go, Number 99.”

The vice president took my hand and moved to the warehouse.

The warehouse I could see was full of containers, and there was no way out, but the vice president and I went inside, panting.

“… Is it the end?”

When we reached the tightly packed containers, we stopped.

The vice-president looks back at me with dejected eyes and murmurs.

“I guess it’s over, number 99. There were so many things I wanted to do. Like you said, I wanted to look up at the high sky outside, play, eat bread, and chat with people… But I guess it didn’t work for us.”

What’s wrong

Having said such an obvious thing, my heart pounded at the fact that I had to be sad as if something great could not happen.

“Thank you number 99, I guess this is the end.”

Holding hands tightly, Vice President, to whom I express my gratitude.

If this wasn’t a dream… If it wasn’t a dream.

Was the vice president here alone?

The assailants who followed spread out as if to surround us who were driven to a dead end.

Clap.

And without saying a word, they put their guns in front of us.

“Thank you Number 99.”

No, not yet. Vice President.

I grabbed the vice president and led him behind me.

“I can live.”

I said to the vice president quietly.

“You can live, so don’t give up.”

Standing in front of hundreds of muzzles, without even a single sword hanging from his waist, and his abilities deteriorated.

I blocked the vice president’s way.

Can stop

No, it shouldn’t be blocked.

Even though it’s a dream, since this place is the vice president’s ‘nightmare’.

I will definitely cut it.

Seruk.

Created a sword made of ice in the air with the elemental spirit.

It was light in weight and not balanced at all, but this was enough.

It’s strange that even this much can’t save the vice president.

I grabbed the knife and twisted it.

Looking at the gun barrel facing me, I calmly controlled my breathing.

An imminent situation.

The assailants moved until they were about to pull the trigger with their fingers.

I tightened my muscles and braced myself for the oncoming gunfire.

And to the absurdity of this situation, there was a girl who invaded that gap.

Fluffy blonde hair and sparkling walls.

A girl whose warmth emanates from just her existence.

President.

The chairman suddenly appeared between me and the assailants.

One of the president’s eyes turned into a golden eye, as if it appeared by activating the fraudulent ability ‘Dragon Eye’, which can handle all abilities.

When I saw that figure, a chill rushed through my entire body.

This place is a nightmare.

A nightmare that plunges the dreamer into deep despair.

Then…

“Hello?”

The president smiled at us.

I was sure when I saw that smile.

Obviously, the vice president was saved by the president here in the past.

I was certain that it was Chairman Jeo who helped me get out of this place filled with despair without anyone.

Realized at the same time.

How to turn that fact into a nightmare the fastest.

Tata Tang-!

The gangsters open fire.

I want to jump forward somehow and save the president, but I couldn’t move because the vice president was behind me.

Hundreds of bullets cut through the air, tearing down the girl between me and the assailant.

Gritting my teeth, I stood and slashed the approaching bullet.

And after a while, when the shooting stopped and there was stillness.

The blonde girl standing between us and the stranger was lying on the floor, stained red.

“Ahhh…”

The vice president who was behind me groaned in a daze.

The vice president spat out his words, parting his lips sparsely as if in a state of fascination.

It makes no sense when you think about it.

The sudden appearance of a blonde girl who was shot and killed, this fact is more than sad, it is incomprehensible to put it coldly.

But… This place is in a ‘dream’.

Not in reality, but in a dream full of subconsciousness.

It shows that the vice president, who had already been saved once, will die.

There was no causal relationship in this situation, but the simple fact made the vice president’s eyes darken.

“Damn it! Wake up, Vice President!”

I grabbed him by the shoulders and called for the vice president, but the vice president stared at the president’s dead body lying on the ground without answering.

“Come to your senses!”

Despite my shouts, the vice president only stared blankly in front of him with his dead eyes.

“Damn it!”

Drurrrr!

Bullets split and rush at us.

Gritting my teeth, I swung my sword like crazy.

It cuts through the net without even an inch of gap, and then cuts again.

Several bullets lodged inside me, but I continued to swing my sword regardless.

Sooooo…

A moment of silence came after a round of shooting.

Only the handle of the ice sword I was holding in my hand was left, and my body was covered in blood with bullets stuck here and there.

“Ahhh…”

The vice president sees me and screams.

The dark blue eyes sink deeper and deeper as if there is no bottom.

I grabbed the vice president’s face.

With both bloody hands, he grabbed my small hands and made them face me.

“Look, I lived. I said I could live.”

“You… You… Where you were hurt…”

“I don’t die just because I get hurt. A man’s wounds like this are nothing.”

Clap.

I hear the sound of pulling out the empty bullet case from behind and inserting it.

But I quietly told the vice president.

“Think carefully about this situation. There’s someone here right now. It’s just me and the vice president.”

“I… I… Bianca…”

As if about to burst into tears, the vice-president says the president’s name.

Although we have never met in this dream, the vice-president already knows the president’s name and mourns the death by calling the president’s name.

“That’s right. The president would have saved the vice president from here, but take a good look now.”

I looked into the dark vice president’s eyes.

“I’m here. I’m here instead of the president. If you do one thing for me, I’ll save you, so don’t worry.”

“Uh…What is it…?”

I quietly smiled and said to the vice president who looked at me and expressed his doubts.

“Please just smile once.”

“… To?”

“It’s fine even if it’s not now, so please smile even after it’s over. It’s painful to see the vice president struggling.”

Got up from the seat

I didn’t feel any pain, but I moved my tattered body and took a posture.

To be able to protect the Vice President wrapped up behind his back, and with the determination to cut through everything that approaches.

“Look closely, Vice President.”

With his blood dripping, Jung Joon created an ice sword in one of his hands.

The blood dripping from the hand that held his handle drenched the sword, turning the transparent sword red.

“It’s not as good as the president, but I’ll try to save it nicely in my own way.”

Rebecca, who was behind her, blankly looked at Jung Joon’s back.

For some reason, a scene came to mind in Rebecca’s mind.

A girl with blonde hair that shines through the walls.

The scene where she gives her hand with a bright smile.

Drurrrr!

Bullets rush at Jung Joon like mad.

Jung Jo-jun opened his eyes through his blood-soaked hair and looked at him quietly.

And for a moment.

The bright red sword cut through the bullet.

But the bullets continued to rain.

Just as water from both sides enters and fills the gap when water is cut with a knife, the bullets squeeze through the gap and continue to rush.

‘Hard.’

Jung Jo-jun thought.

It was difficult to pierce this crazy net in this state.

But I had to.

I had to cut through this nightmare with this sword and save it.

He gritted his teeth and swung his sword.

Gradually, the strength in the arm decreases, and the movement slows down.

And Jung Jo-jun thought.

‘Why can’t I cut this down?’

No matter how weak you become, no matter how tattered your body becomes.

Is it impossible to cut all the bullets in this state?

No.

Jung Jo-joon was able to assert.

Even when T. Alfi drew a space before, and when he himself drew a tombstone with a single blow on the beach.

There was always something beyond.

So Jung Jo-jun had a question.

He wondered if he himself would ‘not be able to cut down?’

And he put that question into his sword.

Tring!

[@#@$%’S blood reacts! The hero’s temperament is discovered and manifested! Your trait is ‘Question’!]

A message window popped up, but I didn’t care and struck a blow.

A blow filled with pure doubt.

Strangely enough, that blow cut through all the bullets that came pouring in, and then proceeded to slice through the assailants.

In the end, Jung Aim’s blow cut through the ‘Nightmare’.

“Look, did you save it?”

Jung Jo-jun staggers and looks back.

Rebecca looks up at Jeongjoon with tearful eyes beneath her as she puts her sword in the ground and looks down at an angle as if her body has lost strength.

“…Now out. From the nightmare.”

Jeong Jo-jun slowly holds out his bloody hand.

Rebecca took that hand with a look that was a mix of her crying and laughing.

“Thanks.”

In Rebecca’s words, the tone of two people was mixed.

Originally, her blunt tone in the world and her tone rich in emotion in her dreams.

At Rebecca’s words ‘thank you’, Jo Joon Jung grinned.