The Outer God Needs Warmth-Chapter 129: Sailing to the Bottom (14)

I gaze up at the second world.

In the end, I lost.

I had planned to drag it to a draw somehow... but...

Yes. The Primitive Immortal won.

It seems that Sama Baek won’t move to summon me. The martial artist, who has watched for years, wants to resolve his grudge with his own hands.

Both the hidden grudge and the grudge against me can only be best dealt with by his own power.

The first world was a great mistake, but it was warm enough to be considered as heat. If you receive a world in that way, you know it’s about that level, right?

I gained everything I could, so even though I made a mistake at the end, I’ll consider it a success.

But the second world is a failure.

I didn’t gain much warmth. Sama Baek will likely provide the resources, but it’s just like having made a deal with the light that fell to the bottom here.

Resisting the absurdity, seeking to resolve the hatred poured out, and avenging those who insulted me.

The choice to make a contract with an ordinary person who fell to the bottom.

At least I’m lucky that I can gather warmth from this, but it’s still insufficient.

Fortunately, I haven’t failed by doing nothing.

I gained knowledge.

I gained far more knowledge than when I endured for a long time in the first world to obtain Yaslre’s knowledge.

Tongcheon Gyoju Daegon. A being who, based on biotechnology that reached the level of soul editing, conquered his own world and waged wars of invasion on other worlds.

But he invaded so much that he was instead countered by his original world and fled, abandoning his world. Then, he crossed to the next world, massacred the indigenous people, and tried to start anew.

But there were indigenous forces, led by the Primitive Immortal.

While usually invaders slaughter the natives and control their territories, it was different here.

The invaders actually won.

Of course, Tongcheon Gyoju didn’t fight just once.

He fought alone, failed, and then brought his subordinates to fight, but lost again.

And then he realized that it wasn’t enough and established a group opposing the Celestial Church, which was contrary to the teachings of the Celestial Church.

When an openly opposing group to a faction appears, people gather. That’s why enemies are necessary in politics.

Anyway.

Originally, the Celestial Church consisted of immortals, and the rest were just wild creatures or corrupted immortals roaming the earth.

Then, when a force appeared that openly opposed the Celestial Church, those dissatisfied with the Celestial Church gathered, those persecuted by the Celestial Church came together, and others, hoping for something to gain, attached themselves, forming a massive group.

Of course, those persecuted by the Celestial Church were like this. This.

When there was a mother and twins, they were forced to choose one of the two children in front of the mother, killing the chosen one and sending the unchosen one back. It was the kind of wickedness that seemed to do it for fun.

We were just playing, but they’re the kind of evil that speaks of persecution by the Celestial Church.

Such things gathered to form the group of the Celestial Church’s opposition.

Surprisingly, it worked well.

Why?

Because if someone rebelled, they were beaten, and when they disobeyed or slacked off during orders, they were ground down and made into pills.

Direct violence and the pill you receive when you do well.

When you train a beast with a whip and carrot, the beast listens.

Every time they obeyed, they ate the pills that made them noticeably stronger. The pleasure of strength is so obvious, just look at how many people want to win in online games using cheat programs.

Once addicted, you can’t escape.

Using every method possible, Tongcheon Gyoju built up his power, leading the opposition to war with the Celestial Church.

But in the end, he lost.

Despite having tremendous technological prowess, the easily gathered forces were equally easy to betray. Instead of charging into a deadly situation to kill one more enemy, they chose to run.

Once one runs, more and more people can’t fight.

So, after losing, Daegon fled into the water. That place was hard for the Celestial Church to find. And there was a rule not to kill those who fled.

Daegon, clinging to life, began again from nearly zero.

He made a contract with the first Heavenly Demon, leading to the creation of the Heavenly Demon Church, where Daegon would manipulate it, letting the Heavenly Demon have control while he used people from inside.

And the third Heavenly Demon, Eunjae, interested Daegon with his power. Daegon instigated Guseongyong through Woljedang. He kidnapped Choseol and raised her from a young age.

But during this process, the Heavenly Demon intervened, and before Daegon could properly approach the Heavenly Demon through Woljedang, he used Choseol’s body arbitrarily.

That’s when I entered Choseol’s body.

And in the end, Daegon died by my hands.

Really, it felt incredibly satisfying to receive such a massive amount of warmth. Or rather, heat. Hehe.

And I know there are many things like this.

At least, if I look up now, I see a massive light shining from a relatively close distance.

I know it’s not just light, but that light also contains warmth, so I can tell that light is all prey.

Or, I could turn that into a Harvester.

Hmm.

No.

I can’t turn it into a Harvester. I know. I can’t resist that heat. I won’t resist. Never.

Because I can get rid of this cold.

I can fully escape the cold, not just soothe it with a small warmth.

In that sense, I was disappointed with the Primitive Immortal.

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No, from the beginning, I was already being beaten.

After eating the three-tiered cake known as Daegon, I thought something similar would come out, but it felt like a single rice grain had come out.

This side, too, had a long history, and to lead the massive Kunlun group, they did bad things.

He’s not a flawless immortal.

But he resisted.

Even though his soul shattered and scattered, and his body twisted to the point of being little more than an object, he resisted.

He didn’t resist me.

He resisted the cold.

A cold so terrible that it was unbearable. Physical heat can’t warm it up. According to the Primitive Immortal’s memory, both he and I were in a state as if being slammed into the sun.

The moment the calyx broke, I almost ascended, but the world had already been shattered, and my body was faintly flowing out, so it wasn’t hard to reclaim Choseol’s body.

Because of that weight, the celestial realm sank!

By the way, the artificially created small dimensions are the celestial realms, and there are many of them. Among them, the largest and most enormous one, which is used as the immortals’ living space, is called Kunlun.

And the name Kunlun was taken from Kunlun Mountain, where the entrance to the celestial realm is installed.

The first one was Kunlun Mountain. Before the celestial realms existed, immortals used to live there, even before fighting the great war against Tongcheon Gyoju.

I wonder how one could raise technology to that level without any contamination or destruction in a single world.

It means it’s possible because it exists in reality.

And following Daegon, I too defeated him. There was the sacrifice of the Primitive Immortal, but I know that neither the Primitive Immortal nor I will live properly.

It’s my defeat.

There’s a faction that broke away from the Celestial Church led by the Jade Emperor, but now, it doesn’t matter.

Yes.

I look at the last remaining connection.

Here below, there is no such thing as the passage of time. It stretches endlessly if you elongate it, and passes in an instant if you shrink it.

I quickly passed through it.

Sama Baek, after growing his power to his satisfaction, returned to the martial world.

Having spent over ten years in a cave, when he emerged, no one cared about his purple hair anymore.

So when he headed to the Hyungsan Sect to find Jeong Chiljin, no one stopped him.

He returned to his sect after a long time.

And found Jeong Chiljin.

But if someone who had been exiled in the distant past came back seeking revenge, would those in the Hyungsan Sect give him anything?

They wouldn’t.

Instead, those who remembered Sama Baek came out and tried to kill him, saying he had fallen to the demon and was daring to return.

Bloodshed began.

Sama Baek killed everyone who stood in his way and searched Hyungsan Sect for Jeong Chiljin to avenge himself.

Hyungsan Sect was at the forefront of the five sword sects. The leader of the five sword sects, the Oakhwa Sect, had come from Hyungsan Sect.

To find Hyungsan Sect, Sama Baek came.

In the meantime, Sama Baek failed to find Jeong Chiljin and began extorting information to make up for that failure.

How did he extort information?

What else can someone with power do except extort information through violence?

Evil deeds compound. They increase and increase.

To sever them completely, you must handle them perfectly. Or, create a massive organization that humans can’t even recognize and hide within it.

This is what large corporations do. They exploit people until they die, push them aside when they break or die in an accident, and blame the dead.

Those with grudges blame the corporation’s name, not the individual responsible.

It’s a good method that won’t get you stabbed in the street.

But Sama Baek couldn’t do either.

And the swelling evil deeds came back to him.

Those trying to kill him in the name of justice, those wanting revenge for killing the brothers, and those trying to kill for honor.

Sama Baek crushed them all with his martial arts.

Then, the rumors of the Heavenly Demon’s return spread.

The faint stories of the Heavenly Demon Church that remained combined with the reality of Sama Baek.

The Martial World Alliance moved to eliminate him.

If you use me, you won’t die of fuel shortages. You can wield the vast power of a river at a size comparable to a mountain, as long as you can control it.

Sisanhyeolhae.

Kill, kill, kill.

Then a man holding the Makkya Sword appeared in front of me.

With such a weapon, Sama Baek couldn’t be defeated. As he fought like breathing, Sama Baek also grew stronger.

So, I subdued that man and tortured him to find out the truth.

Jeong Chiljin had already been deprived of his artifact and murdered somewhere. No one could even find his corpse, so everyone thought he was still alive but had no news.

Sama Baek killed him and took the Makkya Sword.

And since he used the artifact, he shone with it until an immortal came, and eventually, he died in the gathering of many immortals and martial experts from the Martial World Alliance.

There was a similar scene back then.

At that time, it was Eunjae.

Eunjae lived, and Sama Baek died, but...

When you look at the events, it was the same.

The Martial World flows the same then and now. Only the people have changed, but the martial world hasn’t.

It will be like that for the rest of their lives.

As I think this, the warmth I gained last from the second world fades, and all connections are severed.

Goodbye, second world.

If I’m alive, we’ll meet again.