I Became the Wrong Race

175 – Beyond Dreams (3)

The Transcendant has been a being whose identity has been controversial ever since Grim Darker was a game.

It is only known that the power it possesses is infinite, and that it does not reside in the world but exists outside the universe.

I didn’t know what exactly they did, how they survived in space, and why they came to Grim Darker’s world.

But what was done was certain.

They had power in their souls, and only those who could recognize them lent their power in the form of a contract.

In Grimm Darker’s worldview, where gods do not exist, he was one of the few beings that could be called a god.

However, ultimately, what they are doing is not revealed even in Part 3, so only one clue remains.

It was after Neria opened the sky that the transcendentals and contractors first appeared.

Because she was the first contractor.

Therefore, not much is known about the transcendental, but a person as old as Llewelyn knew quite a few things.

There are only three types of transcendents that players can contract with.

Stars, shadows, old men.

A star with a will that grants the power to control fire.

And it is a huge nebula composed of magical power, and a shadow that grants free magic acquisition and magic reinforcement to the contractor.

Lastly, Old Man, a gas planet that symbolizes the sea and storms and is hundreds of times larger than a normal planet.

There are countless other transcendental beings in the worldview, and there are many cases where such people appear as bosses or NPCs.

There was only one of three things a player could contract.

That’s why not only Llewelyn, but even Lucilla was thinking about it. I wouldn’t be surprised if I met someone who signed a contract with a transcendental person I’ve never seen before.

But that only applies when looking at the contractor.

Llewelyn looked at the monster, who was frozen and locked eyes with her.

No, it’s not snow. Is it tactile? I can’t figure out what kind of sense organ it is.

Eyes don’t exist. There are no antennae or anything. Nevertheless, Llewellyn clearly recognized that he was ‘watching’.

Her eyes naturally moved and examined the body. Eyes strengthened by divinity interpret every detail.

That is the transcendent. The power lurking in the body is neither magic nor divinity.

Something completely different. Something that doesn’t deserve to exist in this netel.

A great sword was stuck on top of the body. It was a long sword that seemed to be made of light.

The blade pierced the Transcendent and fixed it to the floor and the world, so the Transcendent could not move.

Our eyes met.

The transcendent recognized that what was in front of him was a vessel.

At that moment, Llewelyn heard something like a cry resounding within me, through my soul.

The method is similar to Mother Netel’s temptation, which has already been repeated several times, but it is completely different.

It would be more correct to call it a scream.

The moment I hear it, my mind jumps. Llewelyn suddenly felt black armor wrapped around her body.

At the same time as Haunted Intuition, which provides surprise prevention, the ring ‘Battle Ready’, which dresses Llewelyn in her armor when entering a combat situation, is activated simultaneously.

Come. But where? How?

The moment Llewelyn recognized it, something dark was already flooding into Llewelyn’s vision

Late. The moment when Llewelyn crossed her arms to block.

Kaa!

A loud clanging sound fills the cavity. Her broken hammerhead flew free, past a soldier and crashing down their path.

It’s faster than falling metal pieces. Proof that the power she carried was just as strong as the power she had to endure.

Llewellyn stepped in front of her and saw Lu Silla swinging her hammer.

A movement that is neat yet somehow gives off a dark murderous intent. A movement that seems optimized for taking the life of an individual.

Llewelyn followed the metal piece of her hammer floating in the air with her eyes.

Crackling—!

She gritted her teeth and her eyes burned.

I came to my senses. There was no reason for her to die quietly.

Mother Netel screaming, the transcendent suddenly becoming hostile.

It’s none of our business.

If it’s an enemy, fight. If it’s an enemy, kill it. Llewelyn’s brain her her heats up, the divinity in her her body her her her throbs, and the power of her her mourning her her surges through her her heart her her her her.

What comes to mind is the countless deaths committed by my own hands. Llewellyn’s muscles swell, and her body gains strength that would otherwise not be there.

Before I knew it, Llewelyn was pulling out a heavy battle ax.

Si ah ah ah ah ah ah!

An ax that screams the moment you take it out. Llewelyn took out her ax and immediately leaned forward and ran.

Application of explosive leaps and dragon-throwing techniques. The momentary leaping power is used as a tail.

The distance decreases rapidly. 10m, 5m, before you know it, 1m.

There was an enemy, and there was no reason to wait quietly just because the enemy was unknown.

That didn’t suit Llewelyn’s temperament.

Raising her left hand, she draws out the North Wind and closes the distance. Lucilla ran with her brother without even looking at him as he passed by her.

The siblings cooperated without saying a word to each other. An intangible attack that spews out spasmodically as the distance quickly decreases.

Invisible to the eye her her her But Lucilla parried the attack by swinging the hilt of her broken hammer her her her.

The moment the attack engages, she rotates her right foot around to deflect the attack.

The missed attack flowed backwards, plowing the floor, and Llewelyn perceived her sister’s movements through her divinity’s expanded vision of her.

Miracles are not used yet. Prepare for misfortune. Llewellyn gathered strength in her left hand holding the North Wind and recognized the invisible trajectory.

Her Her Her extending divinity Her Her Her is in itself not much different from the sense of touch. There was a feeling of being touched. She moves her body accordingly.

Card deuk deuk deuk!

An attack that bounces away without being able to penetrate the red wind that comes out with an annoying sound.

Naturally, her knees her her her she she she she she she she she are bent and her feet her her she she she are pushed back, almost hitting the floor.

Her floor is ground, scattering stone fragments, and countless abrasions are left on her black armor.

But it doesn’t stop. Llewelyn stepped forward, stepping heavily on the floor with her overflowing strength.

This is the distance that the attack can reach. The Transcendent reaches out with her axe.

Llewellyn used the strength generated from his her leap her her her to turn his her body her her her and pull the ax back her, and with his her inhaled breath her her her, the mortality that unconsciously resided in all his attacks her was strongly imbued into the axe. ﹥

The attack being performed is a nameless technique. However, the trajectory drawn by the individual’s image is clear, and the attack is.

Lucilla sensed Llewelyn’s momentum and prepared her attack while slowing down to keep pace with her.

She throws away the tattered handle of her hammer and places her hands behind her back. What I pull out are two swords. A sharp single-edged sword and a long, thick sword.

The two drawn swords drew an organically connected sword path. If you block or dodge the single-edged sword in front, you will be torn to pieces by the heavier blade that follows.

Movement based on the premise of evading and defending against the enemy.

A sword strike coordinated with Llewelyn and adjusted to be unleashed at the moment Llewelyn’s ax touches it.

That’s what a combo is. It was important to continue rather than just pouring in quickly and recklessly.

A serial attack that does not give the opponent time to breathe or defend themselves. However, the moment I swung it, something strange happened.

The space became distorted. Lucilla, sensing her her presence her her her her, twisted her her her body her her her, and Llewelyn, sensing her her surprise her her, bowed her her body her her her her.

Quad deud deuk!

Lucilla’s left arm was cut off, and Llewelyn’s battle ax, Screamer, was broken.

Teeth marks and flying fabric left in the air. Llewelyn’s gaze falls on Lucilla’s missing left arm.

Sparks flew from her gray eyes.

Kwaduk!

Anger moves my body. An instinctive movement that can be safely said to have occurred on its own.

Llewelyn’s right hand grabs the blade of her ax and throws it, creating a silver line etched into the air.

Sigh!

The moment when the flying ax hits the transcendental head precisely.

My vision has been reversed.

Both Llewelyn and Lucilla disappeared and appeared further away.

‘Is it a space distortion? !’

It was like that during the first attack, and it is still like that now after it flew away.

These are all abilities that directly touch space. Llewelyn stopped, forcing her feet to the floor as she dragged them.

The attack doesn’t fly much, perhaps because the range is long, but it’s not strange to try something new at any time.

As Llewelyn felt her heart beating violently, she looked at her sister.

She then frowned when she noticed her missing left arm. She was closer to tears.

“Sister, your arm…”

“Are you okay. It will get better soon.”

Lucilla smiles softly and tries to reassure her, and Llewelyn looks at her with concern.

“I should pay more attention there than that, right?”

Lou Silla spoke kindly and lifted up her single-edged sword from the floor and held it in her right hand.

When Llewelyn heard those words, she nodded.

The Transcendent was not looking at Llewelyn as she distanced herself.

Rather, she was lying quietly and motionless, just like when I first saw her.

An ax was stuck in her head, and just before she flew away, Lucilla must have hit the target with her attack, but her side was cracked wide open and her blood was flowing.

She didn’t move.

‘Is he dead?’

No, that can’t be true. Even though she was dead, the blood was still flowing out.

It continues to wet the floor, and slowly gushes out to wet the surrounding area.

Still, it doesn’t stop. It was an incredibly bizarre thing.

Before I knew it, the amount of bleeding was beyond comprehension even for that huge body, and there was no sign of the bleeding stopping.

That’s why she didn’t feel like she could kill him. I don’t know if it was just that feeling, but I was concerned about the fact that the divinity did not deny the guess.

If the opponent was a transcendental person, she deserved it. Because the transcendent was essentially an unknown being.

“What the hell happened… ?” .”

Even though it had only been a few minutes, Arva, who was at a loss for words because what had happened was so absurd, opened her mouth.

Llewelyn was quiet because she didn’t want to explain, and Lucilla was quiet because she thought she would be scared or resentful if she tried to talk to her.

However, she could not remain quiet even after hearing what followed.

“What on earth happened that caused you to stab yourself in the air?”

Llewellyn and Lucilla’s faces turn towards Arva at the same time.

Arba shuddered at the sight of two pairs of bright gray eyes looking at her.

“Can’t you see?”

Llewelyn asks with a puzzled look on her face, and Arva stares in front of her in even more confusion as she can’t see Llewelyn’s face her her.

What is reflected in her eyes is an empty cavity with nothing in it …

“Are you talking about that woman over there?”

A woman who was barely visible to Llewellyn because of her large body.

Only then did Llewellyn see the woman hanging behind the bleeding Transcendent.

“… “Renia.”

It was the first contractor and the first structural wizard, Renia, who was called a witch and feared by the entire continent.

The puzzle fits together. Llewelyn said she once contracted with Rhenia, but for some reason she crossed the universe and targeted the Transcendent, who reached Netel.