Chapter 427

My Alter Ego’S Path To Greatness Chapter 427

Masquerade (5)

Around the time when the executioner began to clash in earnest with the man named Sajatal.

“There’s a problem here at Oracle.”

Nagaraja, head of the Southeast Asia branch of the Buncheonhoe, who attempted to communicate with the outside world, spoke in an urgent tone.

The space blockade here was strong enough to block all communication, but of course it was only possible because the Beoncheonhoe, the subject of the magic, already had a way to bypass it.

-“Hmm, I checked too. The flow of cause and effect was so crazy. “It looks like they made quite a fuss. What exactly happened?”

“Of course it is. The Masquerade guys came here. “The total number is four.”

-“four? Well, that’s the level I had assumed…”

“The three of them are estimated to be strong, on a similar level to the executioner.”

-“…huh?”

The Oracle had no choice but to keep quiet about Ragaraja’s next words.

Wasn’t the Executioner, with the exception of Hoiju, recognized as the best in terms of force alone?

Of course, that doesn’t mean he was the second-in-command of the Buncheonhoe.

In terms of comprehensiveness, there are no less powerful players, such as the Oracle, who overlooks the flow of the world and has led the organization to its current position while completely hiding its existence, and the Doctor, who possesses technical skills that go several levels beyond worldly supernatural abilities, such as complex techniques and creation of two dimensions. There were also some talented people.

However, even those people had no choice but to regard him as the best in terms of military power, which is why he was nicknamed ‘The Executioner’.

In fact, he was the one who took the lead in punishing those who opposed the Beoncheonhoe on behalf of Hoeju, who could not move freely.

In fact, the disaster suffered by the Burning Torch was just a repetition of something that had already happened many times around the world.

“Do you know what’s even more amazing? “The truth is that two of them are the otherworldly saint and the vampire phantom that we already knew about.”

-“…They said that much? That can’t be possible… No matter how much you’ve grown, reaching the level of a quasi-god is….”

“Don’t worry about it later. Now do you understand why I contacted you urgently?”

The moment the Oracle was distressed by the discrepancy with the information he had previously collected, Nagaraja decisively cut it off and opened his mouth again.

As if this was just an introduction so far and this was the real purpose of contacting me.

“If this continues, everyone here will die.”

So, if you don’t want to be seen as a rope-faced person, do something quickly.

To put it simply, it was a cry for help.

-“…Okay, so just hold on for a little while. “Let’s start using our hands right away.”

Of course, it was a story that Oracle could not just ignore.

Aren’t all the personnel dispatched now high-quality personnel who cannot be easily abandoned by the Buncheonhoe?

In particular, the executioner who had sprouted divinity and Nagaraja, a high-level transcendent, were talents that had to be safely recovered somehow.

“ah.”

But the response to her answer was not a sigh of relief.

A soft sigh that came out without me even realizing it.

-“…What happened again?”

“Hmm…”

Oracle, who sensed that something was wrong with him, asked heavily, but Nagaraza could not say anything.

This was because I was overwhelmed by the majestic scene unfolding before my eyes.

“…If you’re going to do anything, I want you to do it as quickly as possible.”

Waves of light rushing in as if to declare this space a sanctuary.

A sacred power swept through the surroundings, gently embracing and recovering the injured executives of the Burning Torch and imposing a crushing pressure on the members of the Buncheonhoe who were hostile to them.

Paaaa—

A being standing at the center of the miracle, radiating an enormous presence, penetrated sharply into his field of vision.

“…Otherwise, everyone will be defeated before we can do anything.”

An entity I had already encountered several times while in the position of branch leader.

However, instead of the familiar sunset color, an angel wearing a platinum color like dawn raised the sword of condemnation.

Staring directly at them and no one else.

***

The leader of the Blazing Torch, the Fuhrer, is a middle-aged man with a short beard.

Mimic, a transcendental member of the Buncheonhoe who had the same face as him, frowned.

‘This is dangerous.’

The executioner who started the battle clearly had a clear advantage.

If we keep going that way, it may take some time, but we will be able to achieve victory in the end.

However, the problem now was that that enemy was not the only one who had invaded like that.

“Hmm, did you say Mimic? …Right. “It hasn’t completely worked yet.”

Mimic’s body flinched at the words that came out of the other person’s mouth right after their eyes met.

A pair of eyes shining with golden light, as if containing the sun, that were not disturbed in the slightest even though he was dealing with multiple transcendental enemies alone, were staring piercingly into his inner self.

‘Damn, somehow I felt lucky. ‘How did you know that?’

Mimic, struck by this, gritted his teeth.

I’m sure they were hiding it so it wouldn’t be seen on the outside!

Everything was going smoothly until I came here and performed my mission without thinking about Oracle’s summons.

In fact, the role he took on this time was something he really liked.

Thanks to this, he was able to devour the Fuhrer, a man so strong that he would have had no trouble dealing with him alone.

Absorbing the existence of others, robbing them of everything they have built so far and imitating them.

That was the unique skill that allowed him to overcome the wall of transcendence.

‘Ugh, the resistance got stronger because of that damn holy power!’

Of course, there could be no restrictions on such fraudulent abilities.

Not only did it take a long time to fully digest it, but it was his ability that the probability of failure was extremely high if he did not do the ‘karma’ of subduing the target of absorption by himself.

‘There’s no reason for it to be right now… just be quiet!’

This time, with the help of other transcendents, the absorption itself was successful, but as he only spooned on the prey caught by the executioner, he had no choice but to experience considerable difficulties in digesting the object of higher rank than himself.

If this continues, it will probably take several years to fully digest it.

Since the power of the Beoncheonhoe mobilized for this operation was so powerful, I especially believed in the notorious executioner, I thought there would be no need to use force

… That’s it. “If the leader comes back, the burning torch will become a little more useful.”

Holding a shining lightsaber in his hand, he looks at himself with eyes that seem as if they could cut him alive at any moment.

As I faced the angel whose eyes were full of the smell of blood, let alone sacredness, I was able to realize that now was not the time for such easy thoughts.

Kwaaaang—!

No, when I saw the huge pillar of light flying in front of me, my survival instinct couldn’t help but come out before such thoughts.

Because if I didn’t do something right away, everything was going to end.

“Establish quarantine zone! Reinforced barrier! Block exchange! Reaction force field… gasp!”

Mimic let out a sigh of relief as his defenses were helplessly shattered, even though he had used all the means he had stolen from many strong players.

In the meantime, the more I used my power, the stronger my internal resistance became, so I couldn’t focus on one side at all.

“Deploy coordinate-specified energy amplification and anti-star barrier!”

“Nothing can touch me, Absolute Shield!”

“Trap card activated—Infinite Mirror Corridor.”

The reason he is holding on now was possible because the people who were with him were all the strongest men on earth.

Also, the mysteries that originated from all kinds of worlds and the connections that weaved them together to show the highest efficiency were nothing short of the exclusive patent of Beoncheonhoe.

Chaeaeang!

Their breathing was not limited to defense.

The giant’s hand rose from the ground and waved the tip of the sword covered in light, the gravity falling from the sky widened the gap, and the spear blade, sharply dug in like a snake, rushed towards the opponent’s vital point.

“Indeed…”

Heinrich couldn’t help but express his sincere admiration at that connection.

Despite the clear difference in rank, they did not break down easily.

No matter what anyone says, they are also people who have overcome all kinds of life-threatening situations and reached the realm of transcendence.

Each of them was a hero to the world and a disaster that threatened the world.

‘More than anything, compared to them, my experience is quite small.’

Unlike Heinrich, who quickly reached his current level in a safe environment through trickery and luck, all of them had at least ten years of experience risking their lives in repeated training and combat.

Veterans of combat who are accustomed to pushing their abilities beyond their limits.

It was not strange for him to struggle like this against a man who was very capable, but unable to fully demonstrate his power due to lack of experience.

‘…Well, okay. This could also be an opportunity.’

Heinrich’s gaze sank coldly.

My breathing slowed, my senses became heightened, and everything around me began to seem out of reach.

And rather than using force as before, we understood and analyzed the meaning of each of their actions and sought an ‘answer’ to them.

‘If you think about it, there is no other teaching material as great as this. It will also be helpful when dealing with the Buncheonhoeju.’

It was the same reason why Harley insisted on fighting one-on-one with the Executioner.

Haven’t we been so focused on efficiency that we’ve neglected raising the individual’s potential to its limit?

In this situation, if you only focus on increasing your capabilities, you will only end up with a large and ineffective entity.

That change in mindset soon began to show itself in reality.

Nagaraja’s expression, who was leading the fight against angels as the head of the East Asia branch of the Buncheonhoe, hardened.

‘What crazy nonsense…!’

The loopholes, which were laughably numerous compared to the opponent’s strength, were being corrected one by one and disappearing in real time.

An attack that worked once did not work the second time.

The attack using him was also completely blocked in the next turn.

He was absorbing and applying all the best strategies he had devised and devised to confront the powerful enemy at an incredible speed.

I’m confused as to whether this is a bloody battle for survival or debugging to fix errors.

Shadows gradually began to appear on the expressions of others who felt this.

‘Tell me, no matter how high the rank is, it must be a separate issue from learning ability!’

As time passed, it got worse.

Previously, the main process was to correct the loopholes they pointed out, but now, on the contrary, we are in a situation where we have to somehow provide answers to the other side’s questions.

The number of opponents was like asking a question.

How should we respond to this attack? When it came out like that?

How is it more effective to defend against something that bypasses that response?

“Wow! Damn me…!”

A chain of attacks and defenses that continues and rises steeply.

In the end, the first to fail was Mimic, which was barely holding on despite its limitations.

As his body vomited blood and collapsed in place, something bulged beneath his body and his features began to crumble.

As if something was about to pop out from inside at any moment.

It was like a scene from a horror movie.

‘I’ll have to collect it first.’

Once the separation process is over, both sides will be vulnerable.

To prepare for that time, it wouldn’t be a bad idea to use divine power to provide a little help.

It was none of his business what would happen to Mimic, but the President had a reliable person who would deal with Buncheonhoe with him in the future… Because he was a subordinate.

Hwaaaak—

Three pairs of wings spread wide, and dazzling light swept everywhere.

And the next moment.

Mimic, who had been lying around in the enemy lines, was suddenly in his hands.

Of course, the Beoncheonhoe side did not sit still, but it did not mean much.

In a situation where you were barely holding on, one person broke away, and you even had to protect that person…

There was no way something like that was possible, right?

However, Heinrich, who was breathing divine power into Mimic’s body, was able to realize that there was one more reason than just that.

‘huh? ‘This is…’

The corner of Heinrich’s eyes twitched as he sensed something artificial in the process of injecting divine power.

An unidentified force that helps the Führer separate from the Mimic as intact as possible.

His senses stretched, tracing its source.

And what I found at the end was—.

‘not? This feeling… I see. It feels similar to when I cut through space and came inside. ‘Did they use this method back then?’

This was the center of the executives who managed to get themselves together thanks to Heinrich’s intervention.

Thanks to this, she saved the power she used to support her companions and displayed her abilities again at the right time.

The effect was immediate.

“Turn — 끄 —!”

Failure to express one’s abilities beyond one’s limits is always accompanied by a corresponding reaction.

If there is no recoil or it is weak, it is only because the ability is used within a certain limit.

Of course, this was not the case for Mimic, who tried to devour a being of higher rank than me without any proper ‘karma’.

Twaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

– As if the clothes were torn and the soul came out of the body… Or rather as if the slime in the shape of a human being was divided, what was once one person became two people.

Fortunately, it wasn’t a horrible scene like in a horror movie where a living body is cut through the body, but this wasn’t a common sight either.

“Kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk! “Knock!”

Among them, a thin man whose age was hard to guess was breathing heavily.

Maybe that’s Mimic’s original form.

It seems like that mummy-like appearance with its skin and bones is because most of its nutrients have been taken away from the other side.

And the other one….

“Fray!”

A voice came from behind.

…I’m sure that’s what the real Fuhrer looks like.

Heinrich could not help but be embarrassed by the situation.

‘what? really?’

The sturdy middle-aged man with a full beard had disappeared, and in his place was a beautiful woman with a healthy appearance, lying on the floor.

Like Mimic, half-naked.

‘It was a woman? No, obviously, the Fuhrer, Freddie, is a man… no, wait. Frey?’

Suddenly, the cry inside passed through his mind.

And while I was observing the situation through Ken’s senses, what Ahn had said immediately after the appearance of the Beoncheonhoe came to mind.

-“The Fuhrer is asking what happened to Frey—!”

‘At that time, I thought I was just confused and my pronunciation was leaking.’

Could it be that that was really his real name?

Heinrich looked down at her for a moment with a strange expression, roughly covered her with a blanket he had taken out of subspace, and then looked away.

The funny thing was that he wasn’t the only one who was embarrassed by this sudden situation.

“uh? Who is that? “What about the Fuhrer?”

“You’re a real woman, right? not! “How did this happen?”

“Kuh Mimic…! …But is that really the Fuhrer?”

“…No, but Mimic really didn’t know that?”

Except for Ahn, fellow executives of the ‘Burning Torch’ as well as the transcendental members of the Buncheonhoe who even captured the President for camouflage.

Everyone was showing signs of confusion at this unexpected situation.

‘Was it a unique skill in the transformation world?’

Because it wasn’t completely absorbed, even Mimic, who was involved, didn’t seem to notice until the end.

Maybe it was because I was wearing such a false shell that my absorption was even slower.

‘Well, it doesn’t matter what happens.’

As a result, not only did they safely retrieve the President, a leader who should lead the burning torch and a high-level transcendent, but they also neutralized one of the factors on the Buncheonhoe side that possessed dangerous abilities!

Now all that was left was to make sure the rest of them were sorted out.

‘I still feel like I’m a little lacking, but… I can’t keep holding on to them. There will be another chance.’

The executives, including Ahn, who carefully approached behind him, helped pick up the unconscious President.

In addition, Ken, who was far away to avoid the sacred power boiling nearby, and Harris, who was investigating the inside, gathered around.

“Then let’s finish it quickly.”

The moment Heinrich said that and raised his sword again. A

crack

appeared in the barrier that completely sealed off this space.