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Name:I Login Alone Author:Toika
Setnak's 73rd castle was composed of a rather unusual structure. The first narrow corridor looked like a typical building. As I broke through the wall and went inside, the corridor became wider and the ceiling became higher.

Of course, the level of the undead appeared within it has also increased, but Jung Siu did not focus so much on killing the undead as long as he was not an elite. Nevertheless, in the aftermath of the destruction, many undead have been met with perfect death, and Jung Si-woo's level has also risen by 1.

[Setnake's 73rd Marathon Destruction Rate: 37%]

[Time until Gate Closes: 1: 37: 25]

The destruction of Zhongxiu has caused even greater collapse. Starting from the first floor, Zhongxiu broke through the corridor and the ceiling above and below, and as a result, the lower level of the castle was strangely destroyed so that it stood still like a skeleton.

“Persistently……. ”

“There were no pillars left to support the ceiling. But it's not collapsing. It's holding. What the...? ”

Nevertheless, it does not reach a critical collapse. Physical common sense was ignored immediately.

What's different about this place from the Shrine of Lya? Construction? The castle is so big, it won't shut down like this? No, not both. The rate of destruction up to 37% is no lie.

“It's the magic of God. The magical power emanating from the upper layers of the castle is transmitted to the lower layers, preventing the castle from collapsing. It doesn't matter if it's a pillar or a wall. I just fixed the frame with Mana and filled it with material... …. ”

If Mana is a vertical ice frame, the material is the ice in it. The ice never breaks apart even if you take out the ice in the middle. It's just stuck in that ice frame forever.

Even if Jung Shiwoo's ability to suck Mana, the huge amount of Mana that makes up the castle is organically moving and cannot be destroyed unless all of it is sucked. I was just tired of the unimaginable ways of using Mana.

“This is the Mado architectural engineering that Earthlings have to emulate.... ”

“Eventually, you have to go upstairs and destroy everything. ”

“Yes, but……. ”

Jung Si-woo smiled as he swung his hammer up and tapped the ceiling on the fourth floor. I felt a different material, Mana structure, than downstairs.

With every effort, Mana won't be able to stay on time. From the fifth floor, I thought maybe the difficulty of the undead will be too great.

“I want to move forward, not up. Maybe there's a stairwell somewhere that can climb up normally. ”

“You're a staircase, you're sleeping and you can't see it.... ”

He ignores Suarine's tackle, as always. As he smashed more walls and corridors, he went forward, sniffing his scent and grinding the undead along with the phantom army. As soon as there were no more broken walls in front of him, he stopped immediately.

“This……. ”

After destroying the wall, there is no room to set foot in front of it. Did they break down the outer wall, not the inner wall of the castle, and finally get through to the outside? Not that either.

This was definitely the inside of the castle. At the very heart of the castle, at the heart of the castle. Jung Si-woo finally met the true nature of the castle. No, I may have encountered part of Setnac's power.

Where he reached was the realm of space.

“Really...... should I say it's beautiful?" ”

“What a unique sight. ”

He raises his head, smiling bloody at Suarin's words. There was a space just wide enough to destroy everything in front of you and reach an advanced end.

Without any internal organs or decorations, the space was unbearable in depth and breadth, so it was overwhelming.

“There's a giant library in the sky for beginners, and that's exactly what it looks like. The central space is empty, and there's a bookshelf full of books that perfectly surround the space, like the interior walls of a cylinder. Of course……. ”

“The walls we passed were full of undead instead of books. ”

Since the cylindrical space in the middle was opened, I looked across the room and saw the same floor.

Even down below, the duc's destruction was mostly destroyed, but the top floor was as clean as the bottom. It's like seeing magic. Then I was enchanted.

“Then why is this space so empty? What's with all the light? ”

I said it was empty, but it's not really empty. In the center of the cylindrical space, which was flushed up and down, there was a mass of energy that relaxed and shifted in color.

Huge energy that's clumped into the air at a point slightly higher than the four-story corridor that Jung Si-woo just broke through. Assuming it lies at the center of the castle, the castle may be roughly 10 stories high.

“Beautiful, w.... ”

Obviously, it looked very beautiful to look at. However, it was very surprising that the sentiment came from Shuarin.

“But you already know the answer, don't you? Don't we have a pretty good idea what the Beast is? ”

“No, I don't think so. Please say no. ”

“Sadly, you're right. ”

Jung Si-woo decisively crushed Su-arin's hope.

“That's a phantom cluster. ”

“Ahhhhhh.”

[Setnac's …… bell…… scent…… of…….]

The moment Jung Si-woo defined their existence, the cluster of energy emitted a brighter light and came down very little and stopped at a height similar to where Jung Si-woo was located. It seemed as if he was trying to make eye contact with him.

[Soul... Ruler.]]

[I can't touch my master.]

A group of ghosts appeared like lightning and stood in front of Jung Siu's eyes, knowing that they were incomparable in size and density. 73MAR was summoned one after the other, so low levels of ghosts were only forty to go, but they were all higher levels of spirits that exceeded 130.

Of course, I couldn't beat that group, but I didn't have to fight from now on. The phantom collection was interested in Jung Si-woo and it was no different from Jung Si-woo.

“How can you stay in that state? Individuals are supposed to be independent spirits. How can they be united? ”

Jung Si-woo questioned its manner of existence. The power of the Soul Force he dealt with was completed by one Setnak-influenced skill, though it was not the beginning. Perhaps we can get a hint from the souls who depend on him to enhance his skills, he thought.

[Independent Soul……? You...... are mistaking us for egos.]

“What……? ”

He raises his eyebrows in a straight line. I couldn't immediately understand what I was hearing. However, there was no time to chew the meaning.

[Maybe once, there was a self.... But if He does not want it, we forsake ourselves. If he wants it back, we regain ourselves. At a dependent point…… the word independence loses its meaning.]

“ ……. ”

[Having this conversation...... is just because He wants us to. We are but mirrors, shadows, and the power to do the will of the Lord. Whether they become one or scattered, everyone does as He wills.]

When Jung Si-woo hears that, he is dazed, scouring through the Phantom Army he is leading. They meet him with no thoughts in their eyes. Obviously, they were loyal servants who did whatever Jung Si-woo ordered them to do.

But that means they don't have their own personality...? It was not a reasonable story. So that...... the soul is like a mere trace of life and records.

[Of course, if He wills, we will be reborn as new beings.]

At that time, he said as if he had read Jung Si-woo's mind. A mass of possibility that can change with anything depending on the owner's will. But the possibility means that it hasn't bloomed yet.

“Spirits, ghosts... Does that mean they're already separate from the living at that point...?" ”

[Exactly. Souls are merely traces of life at the end of death.]

It was confirmed. Jung Si-woo asked in confusion. The thought of him as his enemy has been erased from my mind.

“Then where does the essence of the dead lead? ”

[I don't know.]

“Even God? ”

[Death and Undead are His dominion.]

The energy mass rises strangely from both sides. To Jung Shiwoo, it seemed as if he was laughing at himself.

Beyond death, it is not his domain.]

“ ……. ”

What did Setnake want? Did he want to teach Jung Shi Woo the weight of his power? Perhaps he was given some kind of enlightenment as a precaution to put him under his command.

But Jung Siwoo could not take it lightly.

‘The souls I met were not the only ghosts. ’

Suarin, in the dungeon he entered with Yongseha, he encountered many of the players' ghosts. Some of them, of course, were filled with grudges and fury, but some were grudging about their position in the dungeon and at the same time demanding salvation from Jung Si-woo.

Some regretted not being able to protect the party members and wanted to help Jung Shi Woo by releasing them from the dungeon.

But you have to use the word "trace" to describe those who have such a clear feeling? I couldn't do that.

“Even if they were completely different from living creatures…… their appearance and will were solid. Then it's worth respecting as an independent being. Like a son who inherits his father's will, right? It's not a trail. ”

Finally, Jungwoo opened his mouth and said. That Soul Mass is the object of the defeat, not of the Nonsect. I could beat him to death without saying anything, but I felt like I could only bear with my feelings right now.

“Even if they were subject to me, they exist clearly. It has a unique personality that can be distinguished! ”

The moment I spoke it became clear. He truly thought so.

At that moment, the mark of the soul force engraved on the back of my hand began to emit a brighter light.

[Soul Force Skill is now Lv3. It gives you more freedom to control the energy of your soul. It allows the synthesis and decomposition of spiritual energy, and it increases the comprehension of the soul, allowing it to harvest souls that do not match its own wavelength. However, this would require superhuman attention.]

It was really ironic. Realizing the existence of the soul, and yet respecting it as an independent entity, is it possible to synthesize spiritual energy in that moment? I couldn't help but smile in front of that reality.

[That's funny.]

When Jung Si-woo was confused, he heard his voice again. It was Setnaq's own voice, not a phantom collection.

Obviously, unlike Lya, it can appear without going through a difficult descent process. To Jung Shi Woo, who admired my heart, Setnark had said something very surprisingly.

[Correct.]

“What?"

[Without understanding the soul, I can't deal with them without acknowledging their existence. Even those who see only a section of the soul, even those who see only the essence of it, cannot find the right answer. I knew you'd like me and your imagination very much.]

“He's just saying things he doesn't know. ”

Setnach's voice said. It was a perfectly neutral voice.

[It's as if you've seen me before. The realm where you reach the end, I wonder.]

“The end...? ”

[Well, then prove it to me.]

Finally, the soul assembly is silent.

But it was as quiet as the night before the storm.

[Giggles…… appliance device…….]

“Oh, brother. That's... ”

“Bro, I thought we didn't put ghosts together for nothing, but... ”

“I see.”

Jung Si-woo calmed down.

Immediately, energy exploded and consumed his body.