Chapter 940 – #203_Intersection(9)
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One.
Keter, who claimed to be ‘order’ in order to approach perfection.
Lilith, the impurity, on the contrary, only enjoys chaos and chaos.
It is a way of being and underlies all aspects of behavior, so it would be foolish to ask why.
Just like humans want to see fireworks just because they are beautiful.
Lilith just wants to see the flower of passion blooming in ruin and disorder.
“I respect you, Eloa.”
In that sense, Eloa was a very appetizing opponent.
“A justice that does not wither even in the face of tragedy. Despite doubting himself, he was able to persevere endlessly. You eventually cut off your lingering feelings and regrets and bloomed like a beautiful flower.”
This time, obviously, the battle is in full swing.
Eloa’s cognition stretched infinitely.
A strange time warp where one second feels like minutes.
It is Lilith’s magnetic magic, ‘whisper,’ that has led many witches to ruin.
It is different from childish methods such as brainwashing or hypnosis.
If it’s a strong emotion, slightly change the direction and push it away.
If it is an empty heart, it digs like water seeping through a rock crevice.
As long as one of the two conditions is met, Lilith’s venom slowly consumes the victim unconsciously.
If the former case was Amelia’s time.
The current Eloah is the latter.
A wandering mind that has lost its purpose in life is like darkness where not a single ray of light penetrates in any direction.
It’s like an abyss where you’re so lonely, lonely, and afraid that you’ll stretch your arms out involuntarily if you see even a faint group of lights.
Lilith only sheds light on her lost lamb.
2.
Darkness stretches out.
At this point, Eloah forgot all about her, including Lilithni, Whisperini, and Covenantiniha.
Eloa stared blankly at her figure opposite her like a mirror.
That’s her heart.
The feeling of despair hidden deep inside speaks to Eloa.
‘Good job. She did it so well that I don’t think she could do better than this.’
“…”
‘Don’t you know? What will happen after this?’
– Pod
Spotlights shine in a dark space like an empty stage.
The ruins where Ea had fought a fierce battle a while ago.
Elroa is lying in the ruins where a colony of hian flowers has sprung up.
Her eyes were blurry and out of focus, and the blood flowing from her chest.
The ceremonial contract sword that has subjugated her innumerable enemies stands obliquely like a tombstone at Elroa’s bedside.
In front of her, Ea was looking down at Eloa with her arrogant expression.
“It was dangerous. I never thought I would be able to make it this far even though I lost that much strength.”
This is an illusion, not reality.
However, judging from the current situation, it was also a reality that would come true with a very high probability.
Eloa has used most of her powers that she already has.
On the other hand, even if Ea develops only to deal with Eloa, she will fight a battle that will slowly dry her to death with unrestricted anger.
‘There are some things her mind alone cannot change. We will eventually die at the hands of the heinous foe who killed Raffy, lying on the cold stone floor.’
“I know.”
Humiliation and anger fill Elroa’s eyes sharply.
But that’s for a while.
It was only a good thing for Eloah, who had lost her driving force.
What she believed was right was a mess, and she had no reason to go on.
So what is she fighting for?
Did she still have the need to struggle?
Death is fair
The regret and despair that could not be fulfilled are punishments given only to the living.
“If you close your eyes in eternal rest, that too will be salvation.”
The more crises faced her, the more difficult the hardships and adversity were, the more she shone fiercely.
It was an answer that didn’t suit her.
Elroa crouched down and tried to bury her head.
As if they want to avert their eyes from reality.
As if he wants to respond with abandonment to the despair that covers his body like a wave.
‘Do you really think so?’
The scene changes once more with a faint laugh.
There is a picture of Siu in adversity in the city that brought Eloah her agony.
He was facing Ea.
This is also a fantasy, but it must be a reality realized with a high probability.
“A naughty kid. Your master is dead. Now kill you, then Marigold’s turn.”
Ea, who had escaped her abyss and regained her strength anew, was not content to kill Eloa.
Became her avenger, vowed to avenge her blood on all her teeth that had cast her into her wilderness.
Siwoo has definitely grown up, but can he overcome Ea of the 23rd hierarchy?
‘If we collapse here, what will happen to our cute disciple and lovely lover Shin Si-woo?’
Elroa’s breathing quickens.
An illusion that is tens of thousands of millions of times more painful than your own death.
‘Another tragedy to be repeated. Are you going to cover even this? Are you going to give up on yourself because death is a rest?’
Even if she loses her direction, the only love she can never give up is planting a fighting spirit in Eloa’s dying heart.
If it’s her own life, it can be hacked up a few times.
But Siwoo is different.
A lovely disciple who supported and supported Eloah, who was crumbling.
If you lose such a disciple once again, your eternal rest will be meaningless.
“I can’t.”
Eloah stood up.
He rips off her lethargy and skepticism that pulls her body, and once again strengthens her fighting spirit.
‘If you wish so. I just need to sign a contract.’
A contract sword slanted at her feet.
The 13th contract, which cannot exist, comes to mind above the contract sword composed of all 12 letters.
The brilliant pink magical energy engraved on the strokes representing the contract that must be fulfilled was more beautiful than any power Eloah had ever possessed.
This power wriggling, as if begging him to catch me and choose me, would surely be the best way to overcome this situation.
A road prepared for Elroa, who cannot come up with an answer on where to go.
A tempting offer that will get her through this adversity simply by piggybacking, swallowing her doubts and closing her eyes to her truth.
‘Come on.’
Elroa’s trembling fingertips carefully gripped the sword bottle.
All that hesitation remains is just the urging of her instincts.
This sweet, comforting option is an instinctive warning that there must be a price to pay.
However, as she gripped the sword, she realized that the full power filled her empty body.
With this power, Eloa can do many things.
You can keep Siwoo.
May not die
I can kill that hateful Ea.
It can kill, kill and kill again with overwhelming power.
No matter how many times he is killed, his resurrected body remembers his fear.
To the extent that the resentment and hatred that had been carved in so many ways was released.
‘Haven’t you been thinking and hesitating until now? Always trying to go straight.’
‘You know, but that’s arrogance. It’s not something humans can do.’
‘It’s even more strange if the lines drawn randomly by an imperfect being are straight and undisturbed.’
Then what should I do?
‘The easiest way to determine what is right and what is wrong.’
‘Don’t you already know?’
‘Draw a round line under your feet.’
‘I just need to set that line as a fence and look at the world within that realm.’
‘What is inside the fence is good. Anything outside the fence is evil.’
‘Of course, it’s a terrible self-righteousness. However, facing a pitiful end after hesitating and accepting self-righteousness and gaining new hope.’
‘Isn’t it a matter of not needing to worry about which one is the wiser choice?’
That’s what it says.
If you do that, you don’t need any more agony or anguish.
All exploits are evil.
Therefore, after killing Ea, all the achievements need to be killed.
With this newly acquired power, it is only necessary to carry out justice through this thirteenth contract.
There is nothing more complicated than the agony of the human being who is dragging Elroa’s ankle.
The only beings that Eloah needs to save are Siwoo Shin and Eloah herself.
On the other hand, humans are outside the fence.
If you don’t need to keep it.
Equally evil
‘Isn’t there something we’re good at?’
‘If you’ve lost your purpose in life, it’s just a matter of regaining it.’
‘Look at this city.’
‘Look at the terrible tragedy and human viciousness that prevails in this city.’
‘And hate, hate the humans who will bring about this catastrophe someday.’
‘How full was it in those days when I danced swords covered in blood fog?’
‘The time when I was intoxicated with that pitch-black joy. Couldn’t I have let go of the pain?’
‘Siwoo will surely understand. I will never leave you alone.’
‘All I have to do is put an end to all my worries, be fooled into his arms, and whisper love.’
The swordsman, which had absorbed Elroa’s sweat over and over again, was wrapped around her palm like an extension of her bones.
Naturally, I tried to push power into Eloa.
Lilith smiled as Elroa gripped her sword tightly.
The whispers took root.
The rest of the ending was predestined.
At that time.
“I believed that Master would always choose the right path.”
Eloa heard hallucinations that couldn’t exist.
The purple color is the voice of Raffy, whom she met in her dreams.
“Rafi, I promise you. I will continue to fight for justice, to walk the right path.”
One thing I swore while hugging Raffy.
Elroa had promised that this sword would be wielded to protect the weak and the good in the future.
Elroa’s grip on her sword in a daze loosens.
“In the past, I fought for revenge.”
This time, Eloah laughed.
Why hadn’t she been thinking about it yet?
She laughed thinking of Raffy, who was weak until the end of the day, looking up at herself and such a teacher from the sky and throwing her scolding.
“However, I am now. I take up my sword to defend what I believe is right.”
Eloa looked at the contract sword with bright pink eyes.
Her two eyes, which see through falsehood and falsehood, finally see through the identity of the 13th contract.
The true identity of the pink plating peeling off is magical power tinged with hideous malice.
The sinful negligence that would have destroyed everything in Eloah the moment he accepted it.
Eloah realized again that all these fantasies were Lilith’s jokes.
“If you want to choose someone who can match your rhythm, find someone else.”
“So? What can you do if you reject my offer? I’ll just die at Ea’s hands anyway. Shin Si-woo and Rinne too. I cannot come to rescue you.”
Ultimately, the subject of this ceremony is Eloah.
Without hesitation, Elloa grabbed the image and escaped from the space created by Lilith.
Battlefield returned.
As Lilith said, the war situation was bleak.
Ea was perfect, and Eloa was a mess with only one contract left.
Eloah, who tried to lay down her everything in her overwhelming despair and helplessness, did not struggle.
She just tried to accept her tragedy, averting her eyes from even the slightest possibility.
“Why are you smirking all of a sudden? Feel bad What happened to her hair when it came time to die?”
But to Elroa, she has a reason to fight.
She has a reason to live.
If so, she examines all possibilities and seeks a new way.
Eloa’s magic is a contract.
The essence of her is that if the price is paid, it will be fulfilled no matter how forced it is.
Simply put, if she paid a high price, she would be able to force herself even more.
At this moment, Eloah wanted only one thing.
“Contract.”
Even if it’s not certain.
It doesn’t matter if it’s a precarious justice that is about to break at any moment.
It doesn’t matter if you worry endlessly, get frustrated, and wander in despair.
To not settle for self-righteousness and suffer from unanswerable questions.
That is the life Eloah promised in front of Rafi.
That’s why she wants to keep her imperfect justice on her shoulders.
The childish, superficial, and fairytale-like definition can be explained simply in four words.
Winding jingak.
So, I wish for one thing.
“May the power to punish evil dwell in these two hands now.”
We earnestly seek prayers that are no different from those of young children than ever before.
“The cost…”
– Woo woo woo woo!!!!
Elloa’s whole body, which had exposed her bottom, was filled with magical power.
Twelve letters glowing with pink magic that shines brightly.
The body of Elroa, who smiles brightly, has the power of a martial god more powerful than ever.
“My everything.”
