An iron chain was made up of countless iron rings interlocked with each other. When one of the iron rings cracked, the iron chain would collapse.
For example …
At that moment!
The roof of the hall where the cardinal sins were disappeared.
Without a second thought, Pride grabbed Sloth and jumped up into the air.
When his body crossed the range of the ceiling, Sloth's body that almost disappeared quickly materialized.
'Everything is as I expected.'
Sloth let Pride grab him and move forward. If he could avoid using his strength, he would. Sloth's nature had long been imprinted in his nature. He couldn't change it, and he wouldn't change it.
He looked down at the hall that gave birth to them and bound them.
He had experienced a shattering.
The hall didn't disappear.
On the contrary, after Pride and Pride left, it was slowly recovering.
Sloth knew that due to their own characteristics, a new cardinal sin would soon be born in that place, just like how they were before.
It was also the reason why they seemed immortal.
However, this time, there wouldn't be Pride and Sloth among the new cardinal sins.
Originally, there would be one more.
But …
'That guy … Wait!'
Sloth mumbled softly. Suddenly, he saw something and said, "Don't worry about it.
Pride didn't understand, but he still stopped.
Although Sloth's comrade awakened a step later than him, after fighting side by side with him for a few times, Pride acknowledged his comrade's ability.
'Although the possibility isn't high, I still want to try.'
Sloth muttered to himself.
Once again, his palms danced wildly.
The energy that he had just replenished allowed him to calculate the situation more thoroughly, including everything before his eyes.
Soon, the blankness in Sloth's eyes vanished. After a sharp gleam, he divided a part of his energy into 11 parts and sent them into the hall that was recovering.
As the 11 parts of energy were sent into the hall, the speed at which the hall recovered suddenly accelerated.
After witnessing the scene, Pride seemed to have guessed something. He signaled Sloth with his eyes.
'Going too far is as bad as falling short.'
'Your power is too special, mine is just right.'
'That guy …'
'There's still a chance.'
'And now?'
"It's time for us to fulfill our promise!"
As Sloth spoke, his body went limp like a strand of noodle. Pride grabbed him by the collar and dragged him forward.
Pride sped up without saying a word.
…
In the vast, desolate, and dark wilderness, the crimson figure stood straight on the spot.
Every breath brought the only light to the wilderness.
It didn't know how long it had been here.
But it knew …
It cannot go on like this.
It was an instinct.
It was like a survival instinct when one was drowning.
Therefore, when it sensed the power from its collaborator, it did not hesitate to unleash the power that it had been accumulating for a long time.
Boom!
A deafening roar reverberated across the wilderness.
The crimson shadow shone brightly.
It was like a falling sun.
No!
He did not fall to the ground!
It!
Once again, it rose into the sky!
Under the pincer attack from both inside and outside, the shackles from the earth disappeared!
It spread its wings and soared!
It looked at the sky arrogantly!
That would be its next target!
However, this was definitely not the end!
Its ultimate goal was …
Above the heavens!
Beyond the heavens!
Kaboom!
The sun, which was moving in the opposite direction, smashed into the 'sky'.
In the roar, the 'sky' trembled violently.
The flaming wings spread and retracted. The crimson shadow retreated slightly again and hit the sky hard again.
Again and again.
Flames danced.
Hot wind poured down.
The magma's body cracked.
The flaming wings were almost broken.
But it never thought of retreating.
It had waited for this moment for too long.
So long that it only knew …
Smash it!
The obsession in its heart made the crimson shadow shine several times brighter than before.
It was dazzling and dazzling.
'High Flame — Unyielding!'
Shouting the words from the bottom of its heart, it hit the 'sky' heavily again.
Flames exploded.
Magma splashed.
The crimson shadow, which had unleashed its strongest power without any scruples, almost half of its body disappeared.
And this time — —
Crack!
The 'sky' that had been shaking violently cracked open.
There was a crack in the wall.
The crimson shadow's magma hands plunged straight into it, pulled hard to both sides, and pulled its broken body in.
Whoosh!
The flames burned fiercely again.
Including the crimson shadow.
In a breath's time, a taller and more arrogant body appeared.
It nodded at a certain spot in the void.
Then …
It spread its wings.
Not enough!
Not enough!
Just a little more!
…
The waves were surging.
The silent figure sitting cross-legged on the cliff was like a statue. But the next moment, the statue widened its eyes in shock.
Unknowingly, the water that could never reach the cliff was increasing rapidly.
The speed was so fast that it was scared.
It was so fast that it was trembling.
A thought that it had never had before echoed in its heart.
It sensed that it was wavering.
It quickly shook its head.
It strengthened its heart.
'It won't!'
'How is it possible!'
'That won't happen!'
It whispered to comfort itself.
Then …
The water overflowed the cliff.
It wet its body.
'This, this …'
With its mind in turmoil, it could no longer sit there cross-legged peacefully.
It fell to the ground.
It retreated with its hands on the ground.
Clap clap clap!
The shallow water was slapped by it.
It was panicking.
Or …
It didn't know what to do.
It was used to sitting there and watching the water do useless work. It was used to seeing the failure again and again.
It was used to everything.
So, when it saw success …
It couldn't face it anymore.
It screamed hysterically.
It cursed the people and things that changed everything.
It was gradually submerged by the water.
When the cold water rushed into its mouth and nose, it felt real regret. It began to turn around and grope on the cliff.
But the water was rising too fast.
The power of the water that it once looked down on pushed it away from its target again and again, slapping it into the water again and again.
It missed the best time.
It was going to die.
'Maybe …'
'I should have died a long time ago.'
'After all, what's the difference between struggling at death's door and dying?'
It sighed.
It seemed to have given up on everything. It just opened its arms and let the waves swallow it.
It sank to the bottom of the sea.
Or to be precise, the original top of the cliff.
The top of the cliff that it watched the tide rise and fall.
Now!
Here, it became the place to bury it.
'How suitable.'
As it muttered to itself, it closed its eyes.
But the touch on its back made it frown slightly.
It was too hard!
It didn't have the softness of the soil!
It couldn't sleep at all due to the faint pain!
Its hand reached into the soil behind its back and fumbled.
It was ready to complete its sleep after taking out that thing!
But when its fingertips touched that strange and familiar thing, it suddenly opened its eyes.
It exerted force in its palm and pulled the item out of the soil.
It was a metal box.
The box was not locked.
It opened it with a slight force.
A neat set of Knight armor was placed in it.
It had long been rusted.
It had long been broken.
It looked at the armor in a daze.
How long had it not seen it?
How long had it not worn it?
Forgot!
Forgot all about it!
Only when death came did it think of it, hoping that it could help it through the difficulties.
But how could it do it in front of it?
It didn't have the usual maintenance.
It didn't have the usual harmony.
What did it do?
Oh, right.
It was like a bystander, watching the tide rise and fall.
The feeling of watching from above was very beautiful.
It was so beautiful that it forgot that it was also in the game!
'I'm sorry.'
It raised its hand and touched its armor.
The moment its fingertips touched the armor, the entire set of broken armor shattered, shattered into powder, and was swept into the surrounding seawater.
It was not surprised.
In its opinion, this was what it should do.
It deserved what it got.
It looked at the box containing the armor again. It was ready to welcome its bitter fruit.
The feeling of suffocation had arrived.
But …
The surrounding seawater stopped, and it dispersed with it as the center.
Bits of shining particles gathered in front of its eyes, and a brand new armor gradually appeared.
It looked at the armor in front of it.
Its eyes were filled with tears.
It put it on again.
A faint white light emerged at the bottom of the sea, driving away the darkness.
It stepped toward the edge of the cliff, which was now the edge of the sea.
Then …
It jumped down.
'Justice!'
'Compassion!'
'Bravery!'
'Sacrifice!'
'Humility!'
'Glory!'
'Honesty!'
It remembered the oath that it had long forgotten.
With each oath, the radiance on its body grew brighter, and a holy sword made entirely of radiance began to take shape in its hand.
Its body fell rapidly.
Finally, it came to a deeper sea.
This was the lowest end of the cliff.
It had been staring here.
But it had never been here.
At this moment, it stood here.
It looked at the cliff that was like a pillar that supported the sky. The darkness caused by the distance covered the top of the cliff that it should have been able to see.
It had thought more than once about what this place would look like.
It was far less complicated than it had imagined.
It was also far more difficult than it had imagined.
But it didn't regret it.
It took a deep breath. It, no, it shouted his last vow —
"Redemption!"
Buzz!
The bright holy sword was completely formed in this vow. Then, it slashed straight at the cliff.
Boom!
The cliff that was like a pillar that supported the sky … was split by a sword.
There was nothing to stop it.
The seawater completely crossed the cliff. It poured into the place where it should go, revealing the original … ground.
Life had once again descended upon them.
He reluctantly looked at the land full of vitality.
Then, he resolutely soared into the sky.
He had already missed it once.
He couldn't make another mistake.
Those who could be called 'partners' had been waiting for him for a long time.
…
In the void, the red shadow released its light and heat to its heart's content.
'Pride' was like a standing scepter, proud and luxurious, making people feel respect and unconsciously submit.
'Sloth', who was dozing off while being carried by the collar, had no image, but it was free.
The next moment!
Three pairs of eyes looked behind them at the same time.
In the bright light, a Knight stepped over.
"Sorry."
"I've kept you waiting."
The Knight bowed slightly.
"Not late."
"Just right."
"Sloth smiled and waved his hand.
'Pride' didn't say a word.
The red shadow didn't care.
It wasn't used to the existence of 'Pride', but it tried its best to adapt.
Because …
They were already on the same side, almost inseparable.
"Everyone, are you ready?"
'Sloth' struggled to stand up, but his body was still crooked. In the end, he chose to lie down in the void.
"I'm ready."
The Knight was the first to respond.
'Pride' nodded.
The red shadow raised its head and looked at the end of the void.
There …
That was their target.
"What are we waiting for?"
"Let's begin!"
As soon as' Sloth's' voice faded, the red shadow soared into the sky. The Knight followed closely behind. He didn't have a warhorse, but he had a renewed will!
So, he wouldn't fall behind.
'Pride' was a step too late.
Because 'Pride' took an extra glance at 'Sloth'.
"Don't worry."
"We came from him."
"Of course, he knows what to do."
'Sloth said lazily.
"Be careful."
It was rare for 'Pride' to say something like that, then he dashed towards the two charging figures.
"Those who care about me are all so arrogant."
"It's really weird."
"Somehow, I'm starting to miss the other guy."
After saying that, Sloth pushed his power to the limit.
He was like a murmur in a dream, sending a message to the root of everything.
It was slow.
It was weak.
At that moment, the three charging figures had reached the end of the void.
What was at the end of the void?
Darkness!
The darkness of Chaos!
Flames burned.
Light shone.
The greatsword swung.
The darkness retreated, but soon, it reappeared.
It went fast and returned even faster.
The three figures weren't unfamiliar with the darkness.
They stood back to back, forming a triangle to resist the surging Chaos.
They repelled the Chaos again and again.
The flames and light on their bodies gradually dimmed.
But their faces were determined.
They believed they would succeed.
They believed in their choice.
Because …
They believed in 'themselves'!
Whether it was the heart that had fused with the foreign body or the power born in the heart, they were all 'themselves'!
And 'themselves' had never disappointed them.
Not in the past.
Not in the future.
Now?
Not in the future!
Look!
Wasn't that 'themselves'?
In the tough and warm light of dawn, hope was everything.
In the cold and merciless light of disaster, dead silence was everything.
They were like two divine dragons soaring in the sky, circling each other, biting each other, intertwining with each other.
In the end, they were inseparable!
One body, two sides!
Because …
They also originated from one person.
Just now, they were like the gods of the sky, quietly hibernating in a slender, fair palm.
He …
Came.
He placed hope and disaster between the three figures.
When the three figures were at each other's corners, he didn't forget to leave a gap.
The whole process was very gentle.
There was no earthquake or crack.
There was no void shattering.
All that was left was a thin, weak … flame that had been ignited.
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