Saved a Heroine From the Brink of Death

139. Sanctuary (5)

#139. Sanctuary (5)

Divine power is the same as the essence of those who have reached transcendence.

Traces of their lives leading to transcendence are embedded in it, and their ideology is embedded in it.

And the energy of the series to which each transcendent being belongs is asleep.

In the case of those who transcend the natural world, natural intelligence.

In the case of a martial arts transcendent, there is an energy similar to a throwing weapon.

Gods who deal with illusions, like Irina, have the power of illusion.

And these forces do not mix with each other.

A relationship like oil and water. They don’t mix and they don’t collide.

But what if we forced these to merge within one body?

“Don’t explode.”

Irina muttered to herself as she looked at the giant test tube. Inside it, Cynthia was curled up with her eyes closed.

In the liquid made of divine power, her mind would have turned into the unconscious.

“Only by enduring it… will you be able to make this immense power yours.”

Hundreds and thousands of divine forces of different natures will collide and cause an explosion.

It doesn’t just refer to physical strength.

Something total that will shake Cynthia’s mind and her very existence. It will attack her.

“I can’t help you with this. But cheer up.”

Irina placed her hand on the test tube and said some words of hope to Cynthia.

***

After the test tube was turned on, Cynthia’s consciousness slowly subsided.

The consciousness that had sunk like that opened its eyes again in a world dotted with black.

“Is this… consciousness?”

Cynthia looked down at her body.

I don’t know what happened to the clothes outside, but from what I saw here, they were still wearing them.

“This is a school uniform.”

Academy uniform.

It was the clothes he usually wore.

“Last time it was a world made entirely of white, but this time it’s a world made entirely of black~”

Cynthia felt her usual optimistic personality showing through on the outside for some reason.

Since this is one’s unconscious, the deep psychology deep within one’s mind may be more revealed.

Cynthia, who was lying on the floor with a good fortune, waited comfortably until the divine powers showed up. In any case, there was nothing she could do until the divine powers showed up.

After waiting for some time unconsciously, something flashed and approached Cynthia.

“Are you… the liberator of promise?”

Someone in the shape of a red-haired man spoke to Cynthia.

“You are… an idea that remains within the divine power.”

“Yes, it’s said that the person who committed suicide was Wolmyeong. As you said, it wasn’t Wolmyeong himself, but rather Wolmyeong’s thoughts…”

“Doesn’t it look more like a flame god than a tombstone?”

“You don’t have to worry too much about this, since it’s a manifestation of my nature rather than divine power.”

“You were a person with a fiery temper?”

“It used to be like that. Since I was living in a place called the sanctuary, my nature also died a lot. That may be why I was the first to arrive here.”

“…?”

“You don’t have to try to understand everything. What’s important now is to soften my divine power and accept it into your body. I’m glad you accepted my energy first before accepting other divine powers.”

“Oh, that’s right!”

Cynthia immediately understood what the man meant.

If it were a different type of divine power, it would clash with her divine power, but if it were the same divine power as that man, there would be relatively less backlash.

“It’s not just because you’re a devotee like me. The others will try to test you. Their goal is to liberate their souls, but they also want their divine power to go to the right target. I like you, a devotee, so I’ll allow you to have my power right away, but the others will likely resist until the very end.”

“I see….”

“Your nature doesn’t seem to fit that of a devotee, but you’re walking this path well. Reading the flow of causality… your path ahead will be no different from that of an asura.”

“I live with the belief that if I can just get through this one time, I will be compensated for all the hardships I’ve had so far.”

“I hope your fighting spirit lasts forever.”

After the senior threw his last words to Cynthia, he turned into a halo of light.

The divine power, transformed into a red halo, circled around Cynthia and took possession of her body.

“Ugh.”

Even though they were both of the same lineage, the new divine power that entered her body caused a backlash.

She quickly subdued it with her throwing weapon, but the physical shock was not small.

Juruk-

Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

After wiping it off, Cynthia turned her head towards the divine forces approaching her.

Before she knew it, numerous divine powers were waiting for her in front of Cynthia.

“Girl, are you ready?”

A female transcendent being made of green asked Cynthia. Cynthia nodded in response. “Yes. Come anytime.”

Preparations had been ongoing from the moment I entered this space, or even before.

The pain will be endured, the shock will be overcome.

“It may not be a feat to simply endure the pain. So… .”

Green halo.

Sky blue halo.

Pink halo.

Three different colors tangled in the air.

Kwajijik Kwarung- Kwajijik-

During the fusion process, a backlash occurred and a huge noise was created.

“I hope you are worthy, my kinsman.”

The divine power transformed into various weapons such as swords, spears, and axes and rushed towards her.

Cynthia’s body was pierced with numerous weapons.

“Ugh-”

No blood flowed.

The weapons did not cause any trauma to her, so no harm was done to her body.

but.

“Kuaa- Heuk- Haa- Hang in there, I have to.”

It stirred within her, scattering the flow of divine power.

Divine power is the essence of transcendence.

And when that essence becomes blurred, the transcendent is no longer the transcendent.

The divine powers that had just been injected into Cynthia’s body were asking her questions.

-Are you worthy of rising above our corpses and accomplishing great feats?

– Prove that you are worthy of taking over the legacy of your predecessors.

Accepting the karma of the transcendent beings was like witnessing, experiencing, and absorbing a part of their lives.

-The god of wanderers awoke in a place made up of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

-I was born when the snow was falling and the sky was falling.

-I am the god of fire and iron, Shuret. I am also called the god of blacksmiths!

-Imperial Year 194. I finally attained the transcendent position I had longed for.

– Cheonma (天魔), the absolute ruler of the Central Plains martial arts world, became a transcendent being and entered the celestial world.

-When I opened my eyes, the galaxy was before me. A bright star of the first magnitude was revealing its presence, and a blue planet caught my eye. I was born a transcendent being.

-The first part of my memory was waking up in the lab. I was… a clone.

Unknown memories came to her.

It was such a huge and overwhelming amount of memories that I couldn’t tell who was who.

Memories were sometimes seen through one’s own eyes, and sometimes reproduced through the eyes of others.

‘I have to sustain myself in this countercurrent of memories… so that I can exist as myself.’

If you cannot maintain your ‘self’ amidst the countless minds and experiences, you will lose your self.

The moment she loses her ego, the divine powers centered around her will will become confused again, and when that happens, Cynthia will turn into a monster.

In the end, the test given by the previous Transcendent beings was also for Cynthia herself.

It was their good intention to end my life before I became a monster that was neither here nor there.

-I hate you for having a finite personality! If you want my divine power, take it away with your own power!

Of course, there were some who rebelled and attacked Cynthia as she had said.

“Okay. Then, I’ll take it by force.”

Cynthia held herself together amidst the waves of memories.

He accepted it all, cherishing their memories with the utmost goodwill he had.

In the midst of the waves of memories, Cynthia endured the waves, throwing away what she had and holding only the few things she cherished in her arms.

Remember the Earth,

Recalling memories with Han Seong-jin,

I reminisced about the days I spent at Shingga.

‘I’m Cynthia.’

Cynthia, who was born on Earth and fell in love with Han Seong-jin.

He was that kind of being.