How to Live as an Immortal - Chapter 353



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“I can teach you.”

Fermat, who was glaring at Gaon without holding back his vicious murderous intent, stabs Gaon in the neck with an aggressive knife.

In that moment, an identical wound appears on Gaon’s neck.

“If you pay with your life.”

Last time we met, I had to let him go because his abilities were lacking, but not anymore.

It was impossible to avoid the death sentence pronounced by the Grim Reaper.

No matter how famous a master is, he is helpless against a wound that can cause instant death.

With this, Jose’s grudge was avenged.

Fermat, smiling with satisfaction, pulled out his aggressive knife.

But now, what the—

Gaon, who should have fallen down with a thud, didn’t move at all.

All that fell was a single drop of blood.

Gaon clicked his tongue briefly as he stroked her smooth neck without a single scratch.

“It hurts, kid.”

“… … What did you do?”

“The funny thing is, you’re not the only one with this talent.”

It was only after the previous battle that it was discovered that Fermat’s ability was reflection. And that he had to endure equal damage in return.

But when they met again, he took an active offensive, relying on his unusual regenerative abilities.

It is unknown at what point the dramatic growth occurred, but the achievement was nothing short of remarkable.

In theory, anyone can be killed.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that he has transformed into a driving force that will lead metahumans.

but-

“It seems the heavens are not on your side.”

Gaon is with you at this monumental moment of spreading your wings toward the world.

“Don’t think I’ll panic if you tell me it won’t work after just one time. I’ll just kill you as many times as I can.”

“Yeah, that’s the pose.”

Gaon, holding the sword in his hand, runs forward, ignoring the scars and wounds engraved on his body. The reason he had not abused his powers until now was because he was afraid that someone might discover him.

But this is a remote underground place where no one comes.

What that means is―

Crunch.

That means there’s nothing rough.

“Let’s hurry up and go. There are a lot of people waiting to get a number besides you.”

For a moment, Fermat felt light under his elbow, but he used that as a driving force for his reflection.

Gaon, who is trying to dismantle Perma by reaching all the way to his chin, and Perma, who is trying to stop Gaon even if it means getting covered in blood.

As the two people’s dance intensifies, the eerie cracking sound rings out more and more loudly.

Crunch.

Ferma reflects the slash that crosses his chest, but Gaon’s upper body is not cut off, and the sword only passes by.

A strange phenomenon that occurs when the playback speed exceeds the cutting speed.

In the midst of the ongoing battle, Fermat was able to understand what Gaon really was. It was neither a product of genetic manipulation nor an aid from a bizarre species. It was―

“Metahuman. So you have superpowers too.”

It was probably an ability related to recovery. Needless to say, it didn’t go well with reflection.

‘no.’

That’s just proof of weakness. If it goes down at a speed that your abilities can’t keep up with, that’s it.

At that moment, the damage that had hit Ferma was split and passed on to Gaon.

However, the scars drawn lengthwise and crosswise converge into solid lines and are sutured in the blink of an eye.

“It’s thrilling.”

The damages that each party must bear are equal.

The way they play and endure is also consistent.

The question is who can last longer―

thud.

Gaon, who had stepped on the truth, pulled out the night to answer that question.

[Cheonsucheonan Final Secret Cheonilsu]

[Arahan Secret Transformation]×[Arahan Secret Transformation]

The adiabatic compressed air from both hands burns and continues unceasingly.

Even the unprecedented power of reflection seemed to be about to be shaken off.

The sonic boom accompanied by explosive heat cuts away at the outer edges of the passage.

The center is split apart like a dried-up rice field, as if hit by concentrated fire.

“Craft.”

Akshay screams as he is caught in the cycle of twin swords drawing a Möbius strip.

Suddenly he shouts at the afterimage reflected beyond the blade.

“You must have known what my power was. If you kill me, you will die too! And you are going to kill yourself to win?”

Being seriously injured by having your throat pierced and having your throat cut are two different things. Even if the former can be healed, the latter cannot be revived even by a miracle.

But Gaon did not stop, he moved forward.

An eccentric behavior that cannot be explained even by anger management disorder.

It was as if he was confident that he would not die.

No, that was actually the case.

“You still don’t get it?”

“… … .”

A sudden question. But that alone was enough to send a shiver down Fermat’s spine. His instincts had already found the answer.

It was Permat who achieved immortality with the assistance of Akshay.

Isn’t there only one being that surpasses him?

But if what Gaon said is true―

“That’s ridiculous….”

“Okay.”

The white night swings from Gaon’s fingertips as he resolutely rebukes him.

* * *

‘… … What happened after that?’

Fermat looks down at his palm, which has turned black like burnt charcoal, and asks himself a question, but his thoughts do not continue.

Gaon, who had already climbed onto my chest, grabbed Baek upside down and aimed it at my neck.

“Now I have the right perspective.”

“Coolook. What the hell are you… … .”

“Wow, honestly, I’m surprised. I hit its neck and it regenerated. I’ve never seen a planarian as big as you before.”

Even though he must have personally been hit by hundreds of sword strikes, there was not a single trace of soot on his face. No, he did not even show any sign of exhaustion.

First of all, if Gaon’s words are true, then in the end, he also lost his head.

Even if you consider it a supernatural ability, it is not an easily understandable result.

“True immortality? There’s no way something like that exists.”

“Hey, the winner is supposed to ask. Keep your promise.”

“Stop being a jerk.”

“Okay, so first question. Are you in collusion with the board of directors?”

“… … What the hell are you talking about?”

A subtle silence is followed by a rebuttal.

“Thank you, as expected the board of directors intervened.”

Anyway, what Gaon needed right now was circumstantial evidence, not physical evidence.

“Second question. The tumor attached to your body is the ability of another fighter?”

“… … .”

“Don’t be grumpy, and leave a will on your way.”

He summons the power of development with nectar and performs a bone-breaking attack. However, Fermat still seems to have lost his fighting spirit and takes all the damage back.

Gaon had no choice but to shrug his shoulders and put his hands away, as he didn’t have a hobby of self-harming.

It was then that the faintly mocking Fermat opened his mouth.

“Haha. Enjoy this moment to the fullest. Baekdu won’t be able to join the board anyway.”

The MTI’s seal is currently in the possession of the Queen.

Who would have expected that someone with no connection to the proxy war would be in such a central position?

Moreover, this was information that only Easy Road could grasp.

Since Amir will not cooperate with Gaon, if we hold out for a few more Sols, the proxy war will end in defeat for everyone.

“What does that mean?”

“That’s what a fucking piece of shit is.”

At the same time, lift the stop.

What can I say when I die without even being able to avenge my friend?

Moreover, Akshay’s activities were gradually decreasing. He must have realized that there was nothing left to eat inside his body.

Gaon, who was looking down at Perma, who was left with nothing but a scar, smiled instead.

“The Septa Colony will no longer be found on Mars.”

“You, what are you… … .”

Fermat, surprised by the words that he could never overlook, asked reflexively, but Gaon indifferently slammed down Baek―

“Even in the afterlife, you’re still a piece of shit.”

The messenger was sent back to his hometown.

* * *

Gaon, who came up to the ground, covered his face with his hand to avoid the sunlight beating down on his entire body.

Olivia’s soul was not honored because Fermat intervened in the middle, but the fighter was only a secondary factor. There was a separate background for treating him like a tool.

That’s MTI.

“What happened?”

“It’s probably quicker to see than for me to explain.”

When Gaon asked after returning to the helipad, Shirley answered by sending him to various portal sites.

As Gaon had expected, Mastop, who had received information from Shirley, was in the middle of pouring out special reports.

[The value of the bubble hole is approximately 5 trillion]

[A major event that will set human civilization back three hundred years]

[BH Management is Poor, Is It Really the Citizens’ Fault?]

More than half of the articles were close to fiction as there was no real evidence, but what is important is that the public recognized the seriousness of the situation.

Even though there were few users due to poor communication recovery, the internet was full of people trying to determine the authenticity of the information.

“But is that all? If the board of directors does not directly step forward even if suspicions are raised, there are many ways MTI can deny them.”

The board of directors had also turned a blind eye to Olivia’s death. It was obvious that they would not take active action.

Moreover―

“I heard that MTI is preparing a rebuttal report.”

It was a quick and dirty decision. It was also proof that MTI did not think that they would hide the fact that BH was stolen forever.

“It’s too late anyway.”

It’s not that Gaon didn’t expect their response.

“Dobby, now is the time.”

[It’s finally my turn to step forward]

“Okay, let’s get the satellite back.”

Dobby was asked to infect all MTI-owned satellites with a virus so that they would all stop functioning in the event of an emergency.

This feat was made possible by his personal satellite being integrated into MTI’s internal computer network.

“Unfortunately, MTI is discontinuing its service.”

The once quiet city is in an uproar, with messages indicating a restricted communication zone above the pupils. Their complaints and agitation are heard to the point where they can even reach the once quiet rooftops of buildings.

It was the outbreak of the second communication paralysis.

It is only natural that Mastop will wage a corporate war and that the scoop it has uncovered will be buried in the chaos.

“Then who will people think is the one who broke up?”

Shirley’s eyes met with Gaon’s and she felt goosebumps run down her spine.

There’s no need to ask.

No fool would consider an accident that happened so well-timed as a coincidence.

You’d think MTI would have acted under the pretext of talent to prevent the rumors from spreading.

“Sure, it’s a mischievous prank.”

It may be unfair from MTI’s perspective, but if they were to truly express their feelings, they had no choice but to prove that BH was safe. However, if that had been possible in the first place, they would not have been driven to this point.

It’s a situation where you can’t do this or that.

Of course, even that was just smokescreen. What Gaon was aiming for was beyond that.

“Miss Odd-Eye. You know where Chairman Blake is, right?”

“Yes, that’s true.”

“Then let’s go to Chairman Blake.”

To end this annoying bad relationship.