The Constellations rushing in flinched after checking out the title card floating in the air.
“….What's up with this episode? He's 'not hiding his powers'? What?”
“Never mind that and just kill him!”
I sighed out grandly while looking at all those weapons brandished at me.
….That damn Han Su-Yeong.
I began wondering if this was how every character felt inside.
Characters that had to follow along with the plot that the author had cooked up, and had no choice but to overcome the obstacles set before them. Yu Jung-Hyeok had overcome such trials and tribulations for tens of thousands of years.
If I had one advantage over him, then that would be me knowing who the author of this particular scenario was.
Swiiiiiish!
Two strands of sword auras tore apart right before my eyes. I easily avoided the attacks with airy footsteps and thought to myself.
I had a chat with Han Su-Yeong in the past about a certain something.
There are two types of writers in the world. One, a diligent type of writer who plots everything out in advance. And then, the genius beautiful girl writer who entrusts herself to the feelings of the moment without relying on prior planning.
Oh? And which one are you?”
Hey you dumbass. You asking me because you really can't tell?
So, then. That genius author-nim had written this very scenario, did she?
[Judge, 'Meihouwang', is readying some beer.]
[Judge, 'Bimawen', is readying some drip coffee.]
So, you want to abuse me a bit for the sake of satisfying the tastes of the main 'readership', was that it? I stared at the sky and muttered out. “Hey, listen. You know that this is a trade, don't you?”
[Scenario Master is tilting her head after hearing your words.]
Even if that was her 'reaction', Han Su-Yeong should've realised what I was talking about here. In the meantime, the Constellations had me surrounded.
“You came riding on a bus this far, so it's time that you make your exit.”
Making an exit…. Now, where would these idiots learn such a scary phrase from? “We'll have to wait and see who will make their exit first, now don't we?”
I couldn't activate either the [Lightning Transformation] or [Way of the Wind]. Not only that, I couldn't use my usual [Unbreakable Faith], either.
After all, it'd be troublesome to let others know that I was 'Kim Dok-Ja'. Still, there was no need to utilise my main attack options when dealing with these low-levelled mobs right now.
Tsu-chuchuchuchut….
Because, I was none other than 'Sun Wukong'.
[Judge, 'Prisoner of the Golden Headband', is nodding his head.]
[You've been permitted to use a portion of 'Prisoner of the Golden Headband's' Stigmas.]
If I was a regular Constellation, dealing with such a Stigma would've been a tall order. However, I was a 'Fable-grade Constellation', and possessed three different 'Great Fables', to boot.
Ku-gugugugu!!
This time, the onomatopoeia was not made by someone's mouth but from actual thunders cracking in the sky for real. As the lightning bolts flashed in the air, I yanked out a handful of hair and blew them into the air.
[Stigma, 'Body Outside Body Magic', is activating!]
The 'Body Outside Body' technique.
Simply put, it was Sun Wukong's version of the skill [Avatar].
“W-what is this?!”
“Kuwaaahk!”
The clone Sun Wukongs proliferated in the blink of an eye and began pummelling the enemy Constellations to pulps. Suddenly, narration speech bubbles floated up above the heads of the clones rushing forward.
(“The Demon King of Salvation!”)
(“Isn't hiding!”)
(“His powers!”)
It seemed that she had momentarily forgotten that she was the narrator here.
Tsu-chuchuchuchuchu….
I only borrowed the power of a single magic skill, yet the condition of my body worsened noticeably. It was exacerbated by the fact that I was gravely injured already.
….Goddammit, why hasn't Yu Jung-Hyeok come out of the fog yet?
[Your Incarnation Body's recovery is being delayed!]
[Condition of your Incarnation Body is worsening!]
I gazed at the murky interior of the fog and pretended to be unconcerned. The retired Sun Wukong needed to look strong, no questions asked. And I must never go all out, no matter what.
⸢Kim Dok-Ja thought to himself. 'I'm Yu Jung-Hyeok.'⸥
“Being number one is what I do best, you idiot.”
Chapter end
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