I Became a Fortune Teller in a Game My Sister Made - Chapter 231



231 – 45. Pseudo

A view from above.

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Is it because I have become convinced that I can definitely win against the two fortune tellers?

The former god in his pseudo-appearance was shrugging his shoulders with a sneer.

“Heo-eok……heo-eok….”

[You look exhausted, failure. How long did we fight? Has 5 minutes passed? I don’t think it has passed yet.]

Without swinging the extended arms.

Dozens of arms intertwined, holding hands, and holding each other, creating a huge net.

Of course, the one they were targeting was me.

[Did you just keep dodging and then try to counterattack me with that hidden skill? Are you trying to catch me off guard? Were you looking for a moment of opportunity?]

“……….”

[It’s a shame. It’s really sad.]

Cludly. Coo.

My arms are tightening. Even the smallest spaces are covered with hands, not even allowing light to pass through.

In a net that gradually darkens.

[So, when you mercifully suggested it earlier, you should have knelt down and prayed. A failure is an inevitable failure.]

“………I have one question.”

[What is it? The suggestion made a moment ago cannot be undone. Think of it as your last will.]

No, should I kill him in a more painful way? He said, listening to the guy’s words coming from beyond the net.

I.

General Skill

“Do you really talk so much?”

Phew!!

My whole body is full of strength. The muscles in both arms boil.

It may be okay if it is an arm swinging at high speed, but if it is a net that is simply overlapped, it is not difficult to break it.

Punch through those disgusting arms with one fist.

Get out of the net and make eye contact with the guy.

[The guy…… !!]

“You idiot.”

The duration of Is 1 minute.

In return, the muscles of the entire body are lost little by little, but in the meantime, you can show strength beyond your limits.

It was a skill I had prepared for the final fight with Namgoong Min, but the irony was that I was unable to use it properly at the time because my physical condition was at its worst.

Throw the torn off arm at the creature, blocking its view, and then jump by stepping on one of its arms.

The guy who hastily released the net tries to swing it like a whip again.

“It’s late.”

After a little bit of tinkering, I was able to figure it out. He has no combat experience at all.

Although it has a body that regenerates and expands infinitely, the only attack it makes is by creating arms and swinging them at random.

It sometimes creates thorns, but it doesn’t show any further applications.

If you think about it, it was only natural. He’s a former god, so does he have any fighting experience?

I went from being a creator who could do everything with a single wave of my hand to becoming a mere mortal, so it was natural for me not to get used to the gap. If you look at his overbearing behavior up to now, he still acted as if he was a god.

‘Just now, Namgoong Min got close and cut it.’

So, all you have to do is access it. I needed to catch him off guard for him.

Now was the perfect timing.

General Skill

2 Stacks of explosive power.

Of course, the price that must be paid is more than that. I feel full of strength, but more than that, I can feel the muscles in my limbs disappearing.

But what about that?

Kill him here.

That was my only wish.

Kwazizig!!!!

“You damn bastard…!!”

[Woah, step back! I mean, turn it off!]

It feels like my whole body is exploding. The moment the skill was stacked twice, it fell from the sky like a meteor.

Arms are rushing. Destroy everything with your fist.

Thorns are flying. Lightly swing the card and cut it down.

Still, there is something flying all the way to my body. Thanks to , I was able to survive even after being hit.

Go up to him like that.

Finally.

The head of the guy with a dumbfounded expression──

“──Oh my god.”

“Cough!?”

“Are you planning to betray my trust?”

The body stops in midair.

While I was falling with all my might, I suddenly stopped and my eyes turned white for a moment. I hear tinnitus and my head hurts.

But more than that.

I just can’t believe it.

[Pope…… ! It’s too late, right!]

“God, please understand. Isn’t a warrior strong enough to cut your body in two with one strike? Even if I couldn’t fire that slash again, it was difficult.”

Sharp.

The Pope who lifted Was missing one arm. One of his eyes was closed with a sheath, and his pure white robes were covered in blood, so it wouldn’t be surprising if he collapsed at any time.

But the warrior just lay motionless.

[Did you kill him?]

“What are you talking about? I am a hero who solved America’s gate and accomplished my mission. If I die here, it will go against everyone’s happiness.”

[This doesn’t make sense. You won’t kill me after being put through so much?]

“Because being a warrior is better suited to everyone’s happiness than this old man’s body.”

[Get out of the way, I have to kill the guy who is hostile to me.]

“God, do you plan to be against me too?”

[…] … He’s like a psychopath. Do you think you will be fine even after I ascend to the throne?]

“At least until then, I plan to stick to my beliefs.”

[Hmph, good. It won’t take long anyway.]

“That’s right. I thought God would have won against the two fortune tellers a long time ago.”

[…] ……….]

“It must have been very difficult.”

“Hey, let go of this!!”

“Is that so? Then let’s do it.”

Special skill :

With just one click of a finger, it bounces and flies away.

Even two stacks of , Prepared to pay the ultimate price, could not overcome the Pope’s gesture.

I hurriedly canceled the skill, but the cost of just a few seconds of overlap was painful.

“f*ck…f*ck.”

My legs are shaking. It wasn’t a question of physical strength or fatigue.

The muscles in both legs were lost. Fortunately, there was only a small amount of time spent overlapping, so I was able to stand up.

You may be able to recover if you take the time to exercise, but it is meaningless if you cannot fight right now.

…… The distance that I had worked so hard to achieve has become further away again.

“God, do I need more help?”

[No need! I didn’t need any help just now.]

“You may have had to regenerate it, but you would have been getting cut by that card until then.”

[…] ……… ….]

Thank goodness, but it didn’t mean there was no harvest at all.

‘The regeneration of the arm…… It’s slowed down.’

The arms that were broken and cut off countless times while falling due to overlapping

Explosive power are still intact.

If it were really to be played infinitely, it would be enough to just play it back like it has been doing so far.

‘There are limits.’

Probably the black mass that was used as a sacrifice, the creature that was created as , Was the limit.

It does not regenerate at all, but simply creates an arm by consuming that huge chunk of flesh.

Of course, considering the size, it was virtually infinite regeneration, but Namgoong Min’s offensive was great at first.

Because he was unable to respond properly at that time, he had to consume countless pieces of flesh.

“Two.”

Anyway, when is that guy Namgoong Min coming out? I don’t think I can ever win on my own.

There’s no way he’s waiting for him to recover in that fortune teller’s shop, he’s definitely up to something.

No matter how tired the Pope is without an eye or an arm, there is no answer for now.

Despair and frustration creep in little by little. No matter how much you try to burn with emotion, you are blocked by the wall of reality.

How on earth did that happen…? ……

Paaat!

“Huh! Cough, cluck…!”

“…I heard the tiger will come if I tell it. It came right away.”

“Phew…How’s the situation?”

“It’s the worst.”

Nam Goong Min’s gaze was immediately shaken as it turned towards me, the former god, the wounded Pope, and the fallen warrior.

“Abel….”

“But there is good news. That guy’s regeneration isn’t infinite, right? It seems a bit overwhelming.”

“……Anything else?”

“Ah, the necklace you were wearing was absorbed into your body. I heard you gained a skill called … And with that, you could see through what the name of my skill was.”

“……….”

“But I don’t think I know what the skill is yet. He almost got hit by my skill earlier.”

“Is the fact that my legs are shaking like a fawn now an aftereffect of that skill?”

“Don’t worry. So, I’ve prepared something──”

──Ah.

Yes, that’s why.

I was wondering why people, including the warrior and the women, follow you.

…… It was because of those eyes.

“Of course I prepared.”

Eyes that don’t know anything about giving up. A confidence that doesn’t just mean not giving up, but always has a way to overcome the situation.

Because that appearance was more trustworthy than anything else.

It feels very reassuring to think that we are on the same side.

Because with a guy like this, you can have his back.

‘So I…… ….’

It was natural that it couldn’t be real.

I used to think about things like frustration and giving up.

Because in the end, I couldn’t become the Namgoong Min in front of me.

“But since Abel has been attacked… We need to attack together.”

“Partner attack?”

“Once you get close to that pseudo bastard, there’s a chance.”

But why? What I feel is not a familiar sense of inferiority…… It was hope.

I hope that this guy will do it for me.

A vague belief that even if I fail, ‘Namgoong Min’ will solve the problem.

“So, help me.”

“……Of course. Dude.”

Then, even in a country like this.

Because I have to act like ‘Nam Goong Min’.

‘I don’t plan on going back…’ … Throw it away.’

It is not just a desire for revenge or anger, but a fighting spirit.

More than just wanting to kill the former god. More than just a desire for revenge.

Because I have to help Namgoong Min.

With that heart…… I stood next to Namgoong Min.

I am also a ‘Nam Goong Min’.

*

I made a fortune.

I saw the results.

“After…….”

Variable. A variable that leads to the victory you have been looking for.

There was nothing like that.

The result of the divination was the same as always.

‘Impossible.’

I tried fortune-telling beyond the daily limit, but the fortune-telling always gave me the result that it was impossible.

Is it because the probability is 1 in 4? Could it be that they simply didn’t take advantage of the odds?

Even now that I think about it, it had no meaning.

‘Yes, variables.’

Not a dot or anything like that.

I have to make it. It definitely has to be that way.

Otherwise, you won’t be able to win.

‘…… ….’

2 Minutes remaining.

Lucas’ strengthening magic and Lane’s superpowers are now almost at an end. I recovered to absolute goodness at best, but blood kept coming out of my stomach, probably because my internal organs were injured.

My other self, who managed to survive alone while I was gone, also seemed to be in bad condition.

In the end, this will be the last time.

“Shall we go?”

I asked another question.

“Let’s go.”

I answered.

General Skill

Overwhelming power fills my entire body, which was once struggling to stand.

This is the skill that the pseudo-bastard almost suffered.

However, the cost seemed high……… Isn’t that something I should worry about?

‘Even if I die here.’

We must stop that pseudo-bastard from becoming a god again.

Jisoo and another me.

And for all the relationships I have built in this world.

[Pope! You don’t come forward!!]

“No problem, I will.”

[hahahaha! Clinker! The foundation of your skill has also been revealed! And yet you rush at me like a moth to fire!!]

“Didn’t you say earlier that Namgoong Min’s movements were sluggish even with !? You seem to be much worse than that! Nothing has changed other than seeing the name of the skill, it’s simple!!”

[I will kill you!!!]

Kwa Bang!! Bang!!!

The arms move towards another me who is ahead of me, and at the same time completely sweep away the entire space around me.

Another thing I said was right. The arms that moved like that were reduced in number and length compared to before entering .

Nevertheless, it is infinitely threatening, and there is a high possibility of being hit like before.

“Nam Goong Min!!”

“…Uh.”

“I leave the rest to you!!!”

General Skill

2 Stacks of skills.

And.

General Skill

3 Stacks.

Quad deud deuk!!!!

[Sigh…… !?]

Another me turns into a shooting star.

The other me, who is much faster and much more powerful, swings my fist carelessly, and the huge arms explode into six pieces.

The road opens behind him as he rushes.

I leapt toward that path.

[Wow, that’s stupid! How long do you think you can survive with something like that?! It is nothing but killing oneself!!]

“It doesn’t matter!”

[What?]

“My role is to do what that bastard asked me to do…!!”

General skills.

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“That’s enough.”

4 Stacks, and a card thrown with all its might.

After that, the other me eventually collapsed.

The card he threw with all his might was aimed squarely at the pseudo cub.

Chae-chae-chae-chae!!

Even though it is just a small card, he cuts through all the obstacles that stand in his way without any hesitation. Behind the card’s trajectory, a path full of nothing but flesh remains.

Follow that path. I’m getting closer and closer to the pseudo-cub.

Finally, I approached the distance where I could clearly see his embarrassed expression.

[Cheeky!!!!]

Have I decided to ignore the card altogether?

The pseudo bastard looked away from the card and glared at me, as if there was still some left to play.

Your body will be torn in half by the card, but you can recover again with the remaining flesh. But it seemed like he was worried that something strange would happen if I got closer.

The arms and thorns that were blocking the card turn and aim at me.

‘Just a little more!!’

Avoid, pass by.

Dodge, get hit on the shoulder.

Dodge, roll your body forward as if you were throwing it.

Avoid.

You should avoid it.

[Die!!]

As if he was determined to completely destroy it, the pseudo bastard also combined the remaining arms to create another hammer.

It even had a thorn at the end, right before it hit me.

General Skill

[What…… ?]

Activate the skill──

[Ha, hahahaha!! So stupid!!! I don’t know what skill it is, but it’s on cooldown!!!]

The pseudo bastard paused for a moment because she didn’t know what the skill was, but when she realized that she failed to activate the skill due to the cooldown, she laughed out loud and put it back on.

That too must have been seen as

Observation.

……… Done.

If this is it.

[Split apart…… !!]

Special Skill

[You idiot! If I try to activate the skill that failed earlier…… ?]

The difference between the names of general skills and special skills, which you should have seen through .

The pseudo bastard who finally realized that made a blank expression for a moment.

Quad Deuk!!

“Whoa…!!!”

At the same time as his spiked hammer crushes my body.

[Wow!!!!]

Effect of special skill .

Dongguijin’s skill that shares the damage you received with the enemy.

The pseudo cub’s entire body is greatly distorted after receiving the full impact.

Perhaps due to the momentary pain, I carelessly threw away my weakened hammer arm.

Approach the guy.

‘It hurts.’

Is a skill that does not reflect damage, but only shares it.

For this reason, I also needed to get seriously injured in order to get the maximum effect.

If they knew the effect, it was clear that even pseudo-bastards would be wary, so it had to be used at the most effective time.

‘Give a fake with the right to change and seize the opportunity.’

I used the ‘Skill Name Change Ticket’ inside the fortune telling shop.

The name of Was changed to And used for deceitful purposes.

Amman, I couldn’t change the normal skill to a special skill.

I was able to fool him because it was a skill he had seen for the first time.

This is another path opened by my sacrifice, and it is an opportunity created through , Which was determined to take on Donggui.

Now, at this very moment.

Another card I threw cuts the pseudo cub in half.

Wow!

[Big……… ….]

How many times have you cut him into pieces? How many times have I hurt you? How many times has it been torn apart?

The pseudo bastard who overused regeneration and used that huge body.

At last.

“Ah…!!”

It fully exposes its weaknesses.

The chest part of the thing that was cut in half and started to regenerate at a noticeably slower speed than before.

The heart that has been invisible until now comes into view.

A heart dyed black and beating.

If only I could break that one.

“Cough!!!”

There is a card in one’s arms. Another last spare taken from me.

I somehow manage to hold the card with my right arm instead of my left arm, which was torn apart to the point where the bones were visible.

But.

There is still not enough distance. At most, you only need to take a few steps.

The attack allowed for Was fatal.

My left arm and left leg were torn off, several ribs were broken, and I had difficulty standing, let alone walking a few steps.

“Ah.”

Is it impossible to get closer? Is this the end?

I did everything I had.

In the end, if there were no variables, would this be the end?

“Thank you for your hard work, distinguished guest.”

“Pope…….”

“You told me not to intervene, but I can’t watch this ugly god die.”

No.

If the Pope’s supernatural powers fly away like this.

I…… ?

“───Pope.”

“…Hmm?”

“Please step back now…!!”

“…! No way!!”

The moment when the Pope was about to use .

One of his hands extends through the crack where the Pope came out.

It looked covered in scars and tired, but even more than that, the hands were trustworthy.

“Saint!!”

“I had a hard time finding it!!!”

The Pope, realizing who owns the hand, tries to move quickly.

The hand of Raphael, the saint, never lets go of him. Rather, they strongly pulled the seriously injured Pope.

“Oh my…!!”

Wow.

The Pope, unable to properly resist, is dragged across the crack.

The only thing left is me, who couldn’t move even a single step, and the two pseudo-cubs who began to gradually regenerate and protect their hearts.

Raphael’s sudden intervention, and the situation suddenly changed.

‘Still…….’

The Pope who tried to interfere has disappeared, but it is too far to reach the pseudo bastard’s heart.

A few steps at most.

It felt like a wall that couldn’t be overcome.

“……Jin, is it okay?”

“No, Namgoong Min.”

“……?”

“Namgoong Min did not lose.”

The wings spread.

Beyond the crack where the Pope was dragged, someone appeared with a warm light.

Pure white wings, fluttering blonde hair, and a halo emitting light.

I couldn’t say goodbye.

She said she was preparing something for herself with the saint.

Eileen.

“So…….”

The meeting was brief.

Eileen looked back and forth between the pseudo cub and me and immediately put her hands together.

You probably know how urgent the situation is right now.

I didn’t have the conversation I wanted to have, or at least didn’t come and hug me.

I just smile with tears.

“Please…Be happy, brother.”

That was her farewell.

General skill

Miracles granted only to saints and saints emit light.

A skill that grants your wish in exchange for your lifespan.

Have they already used a lot of effort to get here to track down the Pope?

Aileen’s wish was simple.

I was standing right in front of the pseudo bastard before I knew it.

The distance of a few steps has become closer.

I didn’t even have time to express my gratitude to him.

In a situation where so much blood was shed that one could not even see clearly in front of oneself.

I picked up the card.

Pick it.

I swung.

A heart split in half and spouting black blood.

That was my last memory.