I Got a Gallery in the Wild - Chapter 619

Kwagwagwang!

As if a multi-armed giant were slamming down its palm, one of the Ferris wheel cars plummeted toward us.

Since we weren’t just going to stand there and watch the Ferris wheel car fall, dodging it wasn’t difficult.

But just before the Ferris wheel car crashed, the words spoken by the entity that took the form of the Chief God came to mind.

"Did Master happen to have any siblings?"

"I told you, I’m an only child!"

"Then why did that person call Master his younger brother?"

"I don’t know that either!"

The entity that had called me his younger brother in a friendly voice. I couldn’t understand it at all.

The only suspicious part was that he reacted that way the moment he heard my name.

There was a high probability that my name had acted as a trigger. Other than that, only one thing was certain.

"First, let’s beat this bastard and then think."

"Understood."

"Cain-ssi, just in case, please protect the children."

[Understood.]

That we had to destroy that statue right now. I faced the entity that had sent the Ferris wheel car flying.

It’s weird to say this myself, but my face is actually quite decent-looking.

That Chief God also looked almost identical to my face, with the only difference being the impression he gave off.

’He has an impression of being completely detached from the world...’

An impression of someone who had faced the bitter storms of life head-on and overcome them all. Simply put, he had the aura of a Taoist immortal.

A feeling so vastly different from my somewhat frivolous and active self. It was my face, yet he felt like a completely different person.

Teong! Teong!

While I was thinking that, two more Ferris wheel cars detached. Those would also be thrown at me soon.

I didn’t know how strong he was, but for now, I needed to be careful.

Because he was an entity created in the likeness of none other than the Chief God. It wasn’t certain if he was a robot.

Kwang! Kwakang!

Before long, the Ferris wheel cars were hurled at us, and everyone dodged in their own way.

I also dodged, but instead of moving backward or to the side, I dashed forward and launched an attack at the same time.

"Who on earth are you? Why are you attacking us?"

Asking that, I slashed hard with the Sword of the Heavenly Demon, which was enveloped in an Aura Blade.

No matter how sturdy his body was, he wouldn’t be able to ignore an attack of this caliber.

Chaekang!

It was as expected. The enemy couldn’t ignore my attack either and blocked it with his sword.

There was nothing strange about him blocking it. He was an entity directly crafted by the gods whose technology had reached its absolute peak.

Uuuung-

"...Aura?"

The problem was the energy enveloping his sword. A blue-glowing energy that exuded sharp keenness.

The substance that had evolved humanity to the next level, yet paradoxically drove them to the brink of destruction—mana.

An Aura Blade, which weaponized that mana, was enveloping the opponent’s sword.

[No matter what question you ask, I can only give pre-determined answers. This wretched body could not contain a healthy mind.]

As our swords clashed, a gentle man’s voice flowed from the opponent’s mouth.

One thing was for sure: it was definitely not my voice. My voice wasn’t soft and delicate like that.

Even though he resembled my face, there was a high probability that the entity inside was completely different.

Pabat!

In the meantime, Dolsoe, who had finished his assessment, instantly took up a position behind the guy.

Not just Dolsoe, but Lackey as well. A magic arrow made of ice flew toward him.

The reason he used ice magic instead of his usual fire magic was simple.

Jjeojeojeok!

If cold and fire collided, they would generate thick steam. It would only obstruct my vision.

As the Chief God and I locked in a contest of strength, his arm began to freeze over gradually.

I wanted to stomp on his foot to restrict his mobility, but I refrained, fearing it might throw off my own stance.

I didn’t know what kind of technology he was built with, but he easily held his ground even when clashing in strength with me.

Teong!

"Keuhk?!"

And his skill was also superior to mine.

As attacks flew in from the front, back, and sides, the Chief God shoved me back with immense force.

Then, moving his legs, he blocked the ice arrow fired by Lackey with his sword and dodged Dolsoe’s Palm Strike.

Gracefully neutralizing two attacks with just simple movements. It was truly an astonishing display of agility.

Peok!

After easily dodging, the Chief God’s doll struck Dolsoe with a kick.

Since he countered from an unstable posture, it didn’t pack much power, but it was more than enough to send Dolsoe flying far away.

"Keuum...!"

Despite it not being a proper attack, Dolsoe let out a low groan.

This meant the blow was powerful enough to be an effective hit even against Dolsoe, who had evolved and consumed plenty of nutritious food at the Shelter.

[Seeing attacks that are completely different from your usual style, have you gathered companions? It is different from when you used to travel alone.]

The Chief God said so. Hearing those words, I felt a sense of cognitive dissonance.

It was a way of speaking that a blind person might use.

He wasn’t actually blind. If he were, his gaze would naturally drift to some strange place.

His gaze was mostly fixed on me, only occasionally shifting toward my companions.

’He hasn’t gained complete autonomy like Cain. He’s a robot with a pre-programmed system.’

Of course, that didn’t mean I could let my guard down.

Just because he lacked free will like Cain didn’t mean he lacked the ability to learn.

More important than that was the identity of the person who had programmed him.

"...Could it be Aragon?"

Aris is female, and Aragon is male.

And the person who built this Theme Park and even painted the murals was highly likely one of the twin siblings.

Following that line of reasoning, I naturally arrived at a conclusion.

[It has been a long time since I heard that name. In the past, you used to call everyone so warmly.]

"...."

[Not anymore. Because in the past, now, and in the future, we will only run on parallel lines.]

Kwang!

Saying so, the Chief God... no, Aragon’s doll lunged at me.

Perhaps because he kicked off the ground to charge forward, I could see the earth deeply gouged where he had stood.

’What on earth is in my name that triggered this?’

Jjeong!

The doll pressured me with a powerful thrust.

It was clearly a thrust, yet I vividly felt an impact akin to being hit by a truck.This chapter was taken from novеlping.com without permission.

It was a relief that I hurriedly blocked it with my sword; had I been even a moment later, even my Body-Protecting Gangqi would have been pierced.

Kkigigigik! Teong!

Perhaps linked to the doll, another Ferris wheel car was ripped off and flew toward me.

The moment a shadow fell over my head, I hastily retreated backward, but that was exactly what he had anticipated.

Teop!

"Keuhk?!"

As I retreated, the doll dashed forward and grabbed me by the collar.

I tried to hurriedly shake off his rough grip, but in that brief moment, a chilling sensation registered in my abdomen.

Sure enough, the sharp tip of his sword was aimed precisely at my heart.

Kwak!

Having no choice, I dropped the Sword of the Heavenly Demon from my hand and grabbed his wrist. The tip of the sword barely missed me.

Meanwhile, my back slammed against the ground, but the doll exerted his strength without paying any heed.

"Master!"

Kwang!

But I had companions. While I held out, Dolsoe approached and unleashed a Palm Strike.

Just as he had pinned me down, I was also pinning him. Lackey’s Palm Strike struck the doll’s flank with pinpoint accuracy.

But it didn’t have much of an effect. He flew back a distance but immediately regained his balance.

I retrieved the Sword of the Heavenly Demon using Telekinesis, which I had honed over time.

’But something feels...’

It was when we entered a brief lull. I recalled the sensation in my hands.

When I grabbed his wrist to block his attack. The sensation I felt back then was peculiar.

Should I say it wasn’t hard like Cain or a robot, but strangely soft to the touch?

"...Master. I have something to say."

"What is it?"

"That guy’s body. It’s not made of iron, but seems to be made of flesh and blood just like us."

"What?"

It seemed Dolsoe had felt a similar sensation just in time. I was startled.

Just what kind of creation was he to be structured in a manner so similar to a human?

As I narrowed my eyes, a memory suddenly flashed through my mind.

’That laboratory where the Demon Race’s body exploded.’

Not just the laboratory, but also Manatology. After all, it was the origin of Necromancy.

However, reconstructing bone and flesh was the ultimate taboo even within Necromancy.

[You look like you cannot believe it. That is only natural. Since you have been going around ruining our experiments all this time.]

"...."

[I will not give up. And I will continue to do so in the future.]

Kkigigik-

Saying so, the doll grasped the bow slung across his back. No arrows were in sight.

Then, he nocked his sword onto the bowstring instead of an arrow. The sword squirmed, shifting its shape, and soon transformed into an arrow.

Even if his body wasn’t, his weapon at least seemed to change shape freely, just like the metals of this place.

Kkigigik-

Then I should counter with an arrow of my own. I also quickly prepared to fire an arrow.

Since he was a strong opponent, I prepared a Mythricon arrow instead of an ordinary one.

Piing!

He released the bowstring, and...

Ping!

I also released my taut bowstring and fired my arrow.

His target was precisely me, but mine wasn’t him. My goal was to shoot down his arrow.

Kwajijik!

The arrows flying toward each other collided, and unable to withstand the impact, they split clean in half.

The arrow that split in half was not mine, but the doll’s. Nevertheless, its acceleration did not decrease, and it kept flying in that state.

Siing!

Because it had split in half, the arrow whipped fiercely past me. The doll also tilted his head slightly to dodge my arrow.

No sound of explosion was heard. Since it was an arrow designed primarily for penetration. I nocked another arrow.

I planned to fire at him once more to restrict his movements.

Huung!

But he didn’t just stand still either. The moment I nocked my arrow, he rushed forward like a shot.

In his hand, he held an axe that had appeared out of nowhere. It wasn’t a sword anymore; his weapon had changed.

To stop him, Dolsoe and Lackey rushed forward in unison.

Did he feel threatened by the brothers’ coordinated attack? The doll hesitated for a moment.

Kwang! Kwang!

The Sun Wukong brothers were skilled martial artists who had inherited the martial arts of Wi Ho-chang.

If they launched a joint attack, even the doll’s sturdy body and outstanding skill would make it difficult for him to respond easily.

One could tell from how he blocked Dolsoe’s Palm Strike with his axe, but had to block Lackey’s fist with his arm.

Since the brothers were holding him down, all I had to do was release the bowstring.

Seueuk-

’?!’

But something was strange. Even though dealing with the Sun Wukong brothers should be overwhelming, his gaze was directed precisely at me.

Because of that, I couldn’t release the bowstring hastily. Feeling uneasy, I refrained from infusing mana into the arrow for now.

Piing!

The arrow, devoid of mana, was shot precisely toward the doll’s chest.

Although it didn’t carry immense power, being a Mythricon arrow, its destructive force would still be exceptional.

Soon, when the arrow drew right in front of the doll’s nose, he made his move.

Hwiik!

"Eok?"

He twisted his body sharply, pulling Lackey, who was holding him, in front of him as a shield.

It was an incredibly simple movement, but with that single action, the arrow flew straight toward Lackey’s neck.

Peok!

Fortunately, Dolsoe noticed this quickly and deflected the arrow with his fist.

Since I had deliberately fired it weakly due to my uneasy premonition, no dangerous situation arose.

Peok! Kwang!

Their hold was broken, and the doll became free.

After easily repelling the brothers, the doll charged at me, as if there was no one left to stand in his way.

I aimed the bowstring at him, waiting for a single opportunity.

Huung!

Soon, having closed the distance right in front of my nose, the doll swung his axe upward.

I focused on his movements until the very end, and just as the axe was about to come down, I made my move.

Grabbing the nocked arrow with my bare hand, I spun my body around.This chapter was taken from NovelPing without permission.

Since it was the timing for him to slam the axe down, his attack cleaved empty air, and my counterattack followed.

Kwak!

I drove the arrow straight into his back. Perhaps due to the pain, the doll’s body flinched violently.

Then, I kicked him hard to push him far away. It wasn’t to deal damage, but to push him back.

The reason for this was revealed not long after.

Kwagwagwang!

A massive explosion erupted from the arrow lodged in his back, engulfing the doll.

I had used the stereotype of an archer being weak in close combat to my advantage. He was probably quite flustered by this.

’If he really is made of flesh and bone rather than metal, he must have taken massive damage.’

Thinking so, I checked on the condition of the Sun Wukong brothers.

Though they had taken a few counterattacks, fortunately, they didn’t seem to have sustained any major damage.

The same went for Cain, who was protecting the children. The kids shouted that they would fight too, but Cain immediately stopped them.

’Seeing that Bbareumbo hasn’t stepped in, it means this isn’t a major crisis.’

Bbareumbo, who was clinging to my back, didn’t act hastily either. If it had been a real crisis, he would have stepped in immediately.

In the meantime, the thick dust kicked up by the explosion slowly began to clear.

I kept my focus on the dust cloud until the end. It would be a headache if he suddenly vanished like that.

[Your skills are as formidable as ever. But, my younger brother.]

Hwiing!

The dust cleared, revealing the figure of the doll speaking from within.

He didn’t seem to have changed much, but the weapon in his hand was different.

After a longsword and an axe, this time it was a spear.

[Just because you throw a tantrum, it doesn’t mean you can become the teacher.]

Huung!

The doll charged at me while uttering those cryptic words. He thrust his spear forward, starting with a powerful jab.

The attack itself was simple and lacked any notable flair, so blocking it wasn’t difficult.

Kkumulkkumul-

The problem was the consecutive attacks that followed. The spear squirmed like liquid and transformed into a greatsword.

As he attacked again in that state, a significant impact was delivered. This wasn’t the end.

Huung!

"?!"

The doll vanished from my sight in an instant. Only a faint afterimage remained.

Fortunately, based on the direction the afterimage faded, it didn’t take long to figure out where he had fled.

Chwaang!

"Keuhk?!"

The sound came from directly behind me. It was where the Sun Wukong brothers were positioned.

Without me realizing when he had headed there, he launched an attack at Dolsoe.

When he attacked me, it was clearly a greatsword, but now it was a mace.

Peok! Peok!

He even fired arrows in between to keep Lackey in check.

Lackey, who was trying to manifest magic, was busy dodging the suddenly fired arrows.

Taking advantage of that gap, he closed in rapidly and changed his weapon once more to attack.

What was shocking was that he wasn’t just swinging them haphazardly; he displayed quite a proficient mastery with each weapon.

’Is he some kind of Weapon Master?’

Come to think of it, I had heard about this from Allfather before.

That the Chief God didn’t use flashy techniques, but fought by utilizing a wide variety of weapons.

If that doll was a clone based on the Chief God, this combat style was entirely understandable.

Jjeong!

The doll, who had been darting around frantically in all directions, suddenly took up a position behind me. I didn’t react.

Because Bbareumbo, who was clinging to my back, would handle it for me anyway. More than that, figuring out the doll’s pattern was the priority.

’His physical specs are extremely high, and his weapon-handling skills are strictly fundamental. There are absolutely no secret techniques involved.’

But the problem was his combat sense, which sublimated those basics into something highly threatening.

Whenever we tried to counterattack, he would notice it with uncanny precision and back away.

Moreover, he didn’t just retreat normally; he launched counterattacks simultaneously, making it dizzying.

Chaekang!

’Let’s find it. I have to find it.’

I racked my brain while blocking the doll’s attempt to slash me with his sword.

Meanwhile, immediately after attacking me, the doll moved to another spot again. This time, it was Dolsoe.

Dolsoe also wanted to counterattack somehow, but because the opponent’s skill was so outstanding, he seemed to find it troublesome.

It wasn’t that Dolsoe was weak. It was just that the opponent didn’t give him any opening to counter.

"Huu."

"?"

It was then. A tired-sounding breath reached my ears.

It wasn’t Lackey or Dolsoe. It certainly wasn’t me or Bbareumbo either.

Peok!

"Keuuuk...! Master! This bastard plays dirty!"

"Huu."

I heard it again. The doll letting out a ragged breath.

And then it hit me. He was not a metal construct like Cain, but a doll made of flesh and blood.

Unlike machines that can operate almost infinitely as long as they have energy, living organisms have finite ’stamina’.

No matter how well-trained athletes are, don’t they have to rely on sheer willpower once their stamina runs dry?

’Right. Breathing. He has no choice but to pay attention to his breathing.’

With that, I immediately looked down at the ground and drove the Sword of the Heavenly Demon into it.

Did he think I was doing something useless? I felt the doll, who had been battering Lackey, approach behind me.

Chaeng!

The sound of Bbareumbo’s claws clashing with the doll’s weapon reached my ears.

Normally, he would have fled again, but...

"Huu... euk?!"

As his stamina gradually depleted, his breathing became unstable, and because he had to focus on his breathing, he couldn’t help but neglect other areas.

The reason his breath caught for a moment was simple. Because I had laid down ice on the ground.

He had failed to look at the ground because he was too busy focusing on his breathing.

’The Heavenly Demon and Sword Matstar said it.’

After retrieving the Sword of the Heavenly Demon that was driven into the ground, I spun my body and slashed.

The doll hastily blocked with his weapon, but his posture was already unstable.

’Footwork is the foundation of all martial arts.’

Jjeojeojeok! Jjeong!

The weapon that clashed with my sword was helplessly destroyed, and...

Kwak!

The Sword of the Heavenly Demon carved more than halfway into his waist.