The Tutorial is Too Hard - Novel - Chapter 217
Note: Sibam boom as been changed to Zit Pop.
Unlike my chant, the roar of the explosion was earthshaking.
Instead of enjoying the explosion, I move to escape from the blast radius.
I had released my technique while floating high in the sky.
Although the explosion point was set to be as far as possible, distance meant nothing in the face of this technique.
I felt the intense heat and impact behind me.
Even with the endurance, I cultivated for so long and the flight speed of Talaria’s Wings, I still couldn’t completely negate the explosion’s impact.
I would have been reluctant to use the technique if not for Talaria’s Wing’s support because it has developed to such an extent.
Actually, should I control the explosive force?
But I’m unwilling to do that because the skill would lose its charm if the destructiveness decreased.
[The God of Light is excited!]
Of course, he is.
His reaction has always been consistent.
I like consistency.
[The God of Harvest is satisfied.]
This God became interested in this skill not long ago.
The God of Harvest.
I may know what this God likes.
The God of Harvest was mentioned in the message when the Demon King was summoned on the 26th floor, so I learned a little about this God.
According to Kiri Kiri, the God of Harvest is no different from the well-known God of Death.
His most important characteristic is harvesting as many lives as possible in the simplest and easiest way.
I knew why the God of Harvest felt satisfied after seeing my technique.
Because every now and then, I would see a message saying that “the God of Harvest is looking forward to it”.
Anyways, I’m escaping desperately to avoid being affected by the explosion.
I couldn’t afford to look back and fly perilously towards the Holy Land.
* * *
“Sigh, I almost breathed it in.”
It took a lot of effort to get into the barrier that Ahbooboo set up.
I’m panting for breath.
If I took a breath carelessly, things would’ve become troublesome.
[Ah, don’t talk to me. I’m busy.]
Ahbooboo spoke to me bluntly while he maintained the barrier.
“I need to be cleansed.”
Ahbooboo whined to express his feelings.
Despite his murmuring, he cleansed my body with holy spells.
Although not completely removed, the poison stained on clothes and skin were cleaned.
Looking back, an overwhelming scene unfolds before my eyes.
Outside of the wind barrier that Ahbooboo constructed, thick dark blue smoke fills the air.
After I increased the explosive force of Zit Pop to its maximum, I added poison ki to the aura of the explosion’s source.
So after the explosion, the poison smoke began to spread, causing extensive secondary damage.
The scene became more appealing to me than the lethality of the smog.
The days when I dodged flying arrows are still vivid, but now I can trigger a supernatural disaster.
At this point, I’m beyond even those considered to be superhuman.
This moment made me realize that I’ve never stopped growing.
[Not bad!? Are you serious!? Is that what you’re talking about!? That’s a disaster! Warrior, would you like to maintain the barrier!?]
“I don’t know how to use a barrier.”
Spells like barriers and seals are some of the most difficult spells even among the most advanced magics.
If you want to use this kind of magic, you have to transcend human magicians or borrow the help of Gods.
I once told Kiri Kiri that I wanted to learn sealing magic.
I didn’t even know Wind Arrow at that time, but in retrospect, I’m glad Kiri Kiri didn’t laugh at me.
[Ah… really, that skill wasn’t intended to be used in this way.]
Zit Pop was developed after I adapted Ahbooboo’s Spatial Rift Mind Slash to my own tastes.
It is now impossible to see Zit Pop as a prototype born from Spatial Rift Mind Slash.
[I don’t know where the monster that Warrior is going to destroy is, but this continent is doomed.]
“Probably not the whole continent. I’m not sure, but it’s said that this is the largest continent on the planet.”
No matter how widespread the explosion was, no matter how far the smog spread, it wouldn’t encompass the entire continent.
It would be impossible to measure it by the standards of Eurasia, the largest continent on Earth.
It may not even fill all of China.
[No, it’s truly done for.]
Since he’s so convinced, I ask Ahbooboo to explain it to me.
[Where do you think the smoke will go? The planet’s climate has been destroyed. If it rains, it will be poisonous, rivers, lakes and seas will be contaminated. There’s nowhere to hide. The smoke can melt steel as long as there’s enough.]
Is that so?
I didn’t mean to destroy the ecosystem.
[It’s not over yet. If you want the smog to disappear, you have to wait for time to slowly dilute it. And the most ridiculous thing, isn’t that poison contagious? The poison that can cause instant death is contagious. As the poison slowly dilutes, infectious diseases will sweep across the planet. Didn’t you confirm that it was contagious last time through a corpse?]
[As I said, It’s a disaster. Warrior, you’ve just destroyed a planet.]
I felt thorns in Ahbooboo’s words.
It’s not like grumbling that I’ve made him suffer helps.
Did he resent me for destroying the ecosystem?
I had no idea.
Regardless, the planet is doomed.
There are 40 survivors.
All the other creatures on this land has been infected, joining the mass of infectors released by the origin monster.
It may not be limited to land creatures, the same could be true for underwater life forms.
In my opinion, it is impossible to go outside until all the poisonous smoke has gone away.
No matter how powerful my resistance is, it’s not a wise choice to break through the smoke blocking my view.
It looks like we’ll have to wait for the rain or wind to disperse the poisonous smog before we go out.
The situation is not bad.
Anyway, the initial plan was to get rid of the infectors, create a relatively safer environment, and then rectify the survivors.
Then we will find the origin monster.
The infectors around here should have been wiped out, so I can embark on the journey without any concern.
After sorting out thoughts, I move forward again.
Then there is Ahbooboo’s voice behind me.
[Warrior, where are you going?]
“I’m going to see the building inside.”
[…What about me? What should I do?]
The answer is obvious.
“You have to stay there and maintain the barrier.”
This is of course.
If Ahbooboo removed the barrier, the poisonous smoke would pour into the Holy Land.
I don’t know what will happen to me, but all survivors would die.
[Who knows when the smoke will disappear!?]
“It’s hard to say, I don’t know, too. Maybe 3 days?”
Hearing what I said, Ahbooboo was gasping for breath. I ignored him and held up the door handle.
[Warrior! Warrior? You’ll be out in a moment, won’t you? Right? Will you stay in for a few days? Warrior? ]
[Warrior? You’ll come out later, won’t you? Warrior? Warrior… hey, you!]
Listening to Ahbooboo’s eager plea, I thought of the past.
When I first met Ahbooboo on the 26th floor, he had been begging me not to leave him alone, and eventually even said vulgar language to me.
Whether in the past or the present, Ahbooboo hates being left alone.
Looking at Ahbooboo’s reaction as always, I feel a little better.
It’s fun to tease him.
As soon as I enter the building, I slam the door shut.
I laugh again at the thought of Ahbooboo, who starts swearing after seeing me do so.
Going into the building with a happy heart, I was stunned on the spot as I turn my head.
An unexpected scene awaits me inside the god temple.
I ask hurriedly when I see people standing on chairs with ropes hanging from the ceiling around their necks.
“What are you doing?”
When people see me, they begin to weep and salute, which makes me nervous.
After hearing what they said, I realize that they thought I was dead after they saw the abnormal phenomena outside.
Because no one can survive in such a big explosion.
I don’t know why the explosion happened, but now that I, the apostle who has been summoned, have disappeared, there was no hope for them. That’s what they think.
Before the aftermath of the explosion disappear, the infectors come together and decide to commit suicide.
I opened the door and came in before they committed suicide.
Hearing what they said, I sighed unconsciously.
Although sighing may not look good in front of them, I can’t help it.
“Fortunately, I am alive.”
I saw a boy nodding his head after listening to my words.
The boy is the representative chosen by the survivors.
I ask them why they choose the boy as a representative when there are still older people. They reply.
Because he is a nobleman.
The world is going to perish. What’s the point of the class system? At this time, they even chose this little guy as a representative based on his noble origin.
I shouldn’t have expected anything from the survivors.
With regret, I take the boy to walk around in the Holy Land.
The boy introduced the situation of the survivors according to my request.
Who survived and why.
Then I asked about food.
“We can get food from the center of the Holy Land.”
We walk towards the center of the Holy Land under the guidance of the boy.
There is a beautiful courtyard behind the building in which the temple is located, with a spacious space in the middle of the courtyard.
“You mean the food can be summoned here?”
“Yes. Thanks to the mercy of the God of Hope.”
“How much is it?”
“… Forty people eat only one meal a day. ”
When I asked about food before, opinions were divided.
Some said that food is enough, others said that it is not enough.
If one meal a day, it’s not enough.
“Because some people think they’re lucky enough to have a meal.”
Yeah, yeah, it’s possible they would think so.
No, it’s impossible.
I come here as an apostle of God and a savior.
If I ask them, they should have a higher ideal than “survival”.
If I were in the same situation with them, I would reply that the food was enough to sustain me.
I’m not sure I would say that.
From the boy, I can probably guess how weak these survivors are and how many times they have been betrayed by the people they depend on.
“Have any apostles been summoned before?”
I have seen the sentences on the message that other denominations have died out.
Those denominations may have summoned apostles before they collapsed.
“After the monster appeared, many people were summoned by the denomination and the kingdom. But not apostles, there are saintess and warriors.”
Then they all died.
My reliability was so low from the beginning because of them.
If this kind of stage comes up again, there’s one more thing I need to pay attention to.
A variable, the predecessors summoned before, may have damaged the summoner’s reputation.
“Don’t worry. I…”
I wanted to say I would protect you, but I stopped in the middle.
I’m just a person who disappears after the clearance.
I don’t want to tell such a lie anymore.
“I will kill all the monsters.”
“But monsters will keep appearing. Master Apostle, no matter how strong you are, it’s useless.”
The boy adds quickly.
“Please keep watch over us all the time. This is relatively safe for you.”
The boy’s trembling voice is full of earnestness.
This is the safest way from the standpoint of survivors.
The young man trembled so hard that he firmly said what he wanted to say. I think it’s a correct decision for survivors to choose him as their representative.
“No problem. As long as the root cause – the big monster, is killed, other monsters will never appear again.”
I said while touching the boy’s head gently. But the teenager did not feel at ease, his eyes were full of deep uneasiness.
[The origin monster has been destroyed.]
[Stage mission updates.]
“Look, the origin monster is already…dead?”
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