Saved a Heroine From the Brink of Death

123. Stars and Powers

#123. Stars and Powers

“Anonymous? What are you talking about?”

When asked for his name, Arceli glared at the nameless man who immediately gave a pseudonym and continued speaking.

“I knew you were out of your mind, but you seem to have lost it a lot. After all, you’re a guy who committed suicide and became the watcher’s lackey… What do you think I’m asking for? It’s strange.”

After criticizing Anonymous to the fullest, she put away her weapon and warned him.

I knew he was mentally unstable because he had madness in his eyes, but I didn’t know it was to this extent.

For a guy as high as an apostle to change the name of a god and speak it was something that a person of sound mind would not normally be able to do.

To a god who had risen to a certain rank, a name meant existence itself, and to that guy, who was an apostle of a foreign god, it was no different from an identity card that proved that he was the representative of the Lord.

“Hey, get out. I don’t even feel like fighting. You little punk who can’t even call yourself a god… It’s so annoying.”

And the act of arbitrarily changing it to a pseudonym is an act that deserves to be destroyed by the viewer.

The name of a god who has reached a high level had such a meaning.

‘I was just wasting my time.’

I met an interesting opponent twice in a row and was expecting to have an enjoyable fight this time too, but it was a dud.

I don’t know if he was a coward, a lunatic, or what, but Arceli had no intention of fighting that punk.

“Hmm… I think there’s something that my juniors are making a lot of mistakes about.”

Anonymous used his divine power to restrain Arceli, who was trying to turn around and leave the place.

“Whether you want it or not, you have to fight me. That’s my order.”

Arcelius was the intruder, and the nameless one was the one who arrived here to exclude that intruder.

His mission doesn’t end until Arceli dies, or until he dies.

“And the reason I don’t tell anyone my name is because I don’t want my name to be known. The punishment of extinction? If I cared about that, I wouldn’t have become the watcher’s dog.”

The nameless man continued speaking, looking up at the purple sky.

“…This little blue bird.”

A crimson madness surged from the nameless man’s eyes and consumed his entire body.

He was about to say something important, but then he started swearing and ran towards Arceli.

“Ha, that guy is crazy. Okay. Let’s fight just once, you old b*stard.”

Arcelius threw his fists at his senior, who was suffering from madness, with burning fighting spirit.

***

“…I don’t have enough strength.”

After her encounter with the anonymous, Cynthia began to look upward again.

He became a transcendent being and became stronger through Arceli, but it wasn’t enough.

Even in District 101, where the weakest of Langrt gather, they struggle like this, so I wondered what it would be like beyond that.

It was not that Arceli’s teachings were lacking.

Her teaching was excellent.

The only thing lacking was myself.

“I need to create power.”

Cynthia had a fundamental problem.

That’s right, he was a god, but he didn’t have ‘power’ yet.

The ‘Paradox of Light’, which was granted to him by the Goddess of Light, Heron, is one of those powers.

For a while, Cynthia didn’t use the paradox of light.

No, I haven’t used it even once since I became a Transcendent.

The reason was simple.

The moment you use it, you will be causally linked to Heron, and you can be forcibly appointed as her apostle.

But now was not the time to be comparing hot and cold water.

She desperately needed the presence of power, and to find it she needed to break down the paradox of light.

So Cynthia manifested the paradox of light, took it apart and examined it, and gained enlightenment.

‘So this is what power is.’

Of course, I did not think so narrowly that I knew all the characteristics of power through the paradox of light.

I looked at it with a broad perspective and imagined various possibilities.

And through that, they made guesses about the powers that Arceli had, and Cynthia thought of a power that would suit her.

‘God, in some ways, can truly be omnipotent.’

God is also called by many different names.

Transcendent.

And the constellations.

The above two are exactly that.

He is called a transcendent being because he has overcome the shackles and become immortal from a mortal.

They are called constellations because they have escaped the gravity of destiny given by the stars and have become the masters of their own destiny.

Among the many titles of God, Cynthia looked at the constellations and found the point that would become the core of her power.

It’s a star.

Cynthia decided to embrace the star within herself.

‘My power is… the origin of the Holy Spirit.’

The body made of stars will contain the source of God.

The Holy Spirit was the power that contained Cynthia’s thoughts.

And there were 101 sources to contain it.

From District 101 to District 1.

He planned to conquer a total of 101 Earths and embrace each star one by one.

Stars are symbols of destiny.

The existence of God is a symbol of going against the flow.

With this mutually contradictory existence in her heart, Cynthia intended to suppress it and make it her own.

The causality that suppresses it is ‘struggle’.

Cynthia, a combat veteran, is granted strong causality for the powers she gains through fighting.

That is why the power of the Holy Spirit was very suitable for her.

Fight, win, become stronger.

There could be no power more fitting for her as a devotee.

“Then, I guess I should go make the first star.”

A giant turtle monster that will become the first star of the adult identity.

Cynthia was planning to deal with that guy.

Although he still lacks strength, he was able to fill it up through him.

***

Now that Anonymous had shown his hostility, Arceli could not ignore him and react coldly like before.

-If you don’t fight, you die.

The fighting spirit that erupted from her was an instinctive reflex to fight against death.

“Eternal Speculation”

Arcelius activated his first power.

Then her ~

“Infinite divine power, to possess such authority… Indeed, it is worthy of being known even in outer space.”

“By my standards, you’re a memoirist?”

“Who said what?”

The nameless man laughed and fired a sword energy with the power of death at Arceli.

Although he did not hold a sword in his hand, he did have a sword made from his heart.

“But if you only have a lot of divine power, you will die here, Arceli.”

In a world where martial arts exist, Myeong-un ascended the path to transcendence and became a god.

He was once the highest god in Langrut, and his power was strengthened once again by becoming the apostle of the Watcher.

“Advice that doesn’t answer… Instead of talking, throw one more punch!”

Arcelius had a gut feeling that the man in front of her was strong enough to rival that of a god.

But that was no reason to back down.

The fact that someone I had just thought of as a stray was displaying such power made me want to fight more.

“Of course it should be. Hahahaha!”

Anonymous felt his fighting spirit burning as he looked at Arceli. It was a feeling he hadn’t felt in a long time.

It was a different kind of pleasure than what I felt when I met Cynthia.

He was freely revealing a side of himself that he had never shown in front of Cynthia.

“After meeting someone to talk to, I ended up meeting someone to fight with. I’m really lucky after a long time!”

“If there’s anyone I can talk to… is it Cynthia?”

“Huh? Oh, you came looking for that kid?”

Kwaang- Thud!

Fists clashed with each other, and the sound of blows echoed widely. Nameless and Arceli exchanged blows and conversation.

“If I tell you so… will you tell me the location?”

“Originally, I would have flatly rejected you, but… I like it. I feel good. It’s been a long time since I’ve felt this good.”

“Huh. So?”

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“If you beat me, Arceli, I’ll tell you. Oh, no. If you lose, you’ll die anyway. Yes, whether you win or lose, I’ll tell you when this fight is over.”

“It wouldn’t be fun if it ended in a trivial way.”

“That’s a given!”

Quadddeuk- Zzaung- The place where the nameless man had been standing exploded, scattering dirt and rocks.

Arcelius sensed the nameless movement through his telescope and scattered his divine power towards him.

Kwakwakwakwang!

The divine power exploded like a bomb, and at the same time, it became poison and penetrated the nameless body.

“Even though your strength has weakened, you still have this kind of skill. Isn’t that amazing?”

The nameless man, who had wiped out all the poison that had penetrated his body with the ‘power of death’, spoke to Arceli.

“No, I was weakened, but I regained my strength. I grew again here!”

Arcelius is a devotee.

And she came here to Langrut and regained her lost strength through two struggles.

In return, he accepted the karma of losing all his previous strength, but it was nothing.

Because I regained my original strength anyway.

“You’re crazy! Hahaha! That makes me like it even better!”

“I’m sorry, but you’re not my type.”

“I have a fiancée too!”