The Outer God Needs Warmth

While Polaris and Victoria looked at each other, expecting me to do something terrible, the fourth world had its own incident.

A special force invaded to assassinate Jeber.

In fact, considering the day Jeber completely defeated the royal army, it was as if they had organized and sent a team to assassinate him immediately after his defeat.

Originally, assassinations require a lot of preparation.

So I thought it was strange that a new assassin had rushed in like this, but later when Jeber extracted the assassin's memories, I found out.

The information that the Inspectorate investigated wasn't just sending weaknesses, but rather, they had collected all the information they could from Jeber's territory and sent it.

The information was already there.

So they decided to assassinate Jeber before he gained more power.

They convinced the next agents of the Inspectorate that Jeber was an evil wizard and that he was planning to conquer the world.

It's actually funny because it's not wrong.

In addition, the wizard families who were defeated by Jeber also supported him. They sent people and provided supplies.

For example, valuable magical tools that could prevent brainwashing.

So they armed themselves thoroughly and infiltrated Jeber's mansion.

And some of them headed to assassinate Jeber, and some of them infiltrated the lab and tried to destroy the factory.

Me?

I knew when they broke into the mansion and killed the androids they happened to meet.

Of course, I didn't know who had broken in at the time. I just knew that someone had broken in and killed the harvester.

And as we found out before, not all androids are connected to Jeber. So even if something happened, Jeber was slow to recognize it.

So he was slow to respond.

Jeber realized the abnormality a long time after they had broken in.

It was after he saw the huge explosion that occurred in the lab.

Most of the artificial humans in the lab were killed without being able to properly resist, and a bomb was set up in the lab and detonated.

And during that gap, those who tried to assassinate Jeber rushed in.

However, there was something that the special forces did not expect.

Jeber's superpower was too strong.

It was not that hard to see magicians sending curses to each other, and each magician family developed techniques to block such curses.

And Jeber was the same.

Each family had their own protective techniques. If you could use several of them, you would be virtually invincible.

That's why magicians' fights became a method of blocking such back routes and then winning with force.

If you can't block curses, you're not worthy of being a magician. If I say that, you'll get a rough idea of ​​what I mean.

However, those techniques were all based on magic power.

With their superpowers, they stopped moving and were instantly incapacitated.

If you were to ask whether that was Jeber's complete victory, it wasn't.

It was already too late.

Jever neutralized the assassin and headed to the lab where real fire and magical fire were burning together.

He encountered the special forces in charge of blowing up the lab in the middle, but they could not stop Jever's supernatural powers.

Even at that point, Jever was laughing, thinking of using the assassin to create a new combination.

First, he removed all the protective equipment from his body, cut off his limbs, and roughly treated the severed parts with skin. Then he placed a curse to prevent any possible recovery.

Jever then went into the lab, saying that he had more stupid materials.

The collapsed building can be rebuilt.

He chuckled, saying that the newly acquired body was as valuable as the lab.

But it didn't take long for that smile to disappear.

Jever put out the fire with magic and went inside.

The androids barely managed to survive reached out, but Jevert walked forward, handing them death.

Ordinary androids were disposable anyway.

But that indifference didn't last long.

Inside the factory. In the passage leading to Jevert's lab, he found his assistant.

A long black spike pierced his left upper arm. His right lower arm. His left shoulder blade from above. His right pulmonary artery was severed, his abdomen was ruptured, and one was stuck in his right pelvis and the femoral aorta. And his left knee.

There were a few other marks where it had been stuck and pulled out. And finally, a huge black spike that had passed through his right orbit and was stuck in his back of his head.

I told you, right?

It was too late.

I had warmed up.

Jevert's laughter finally disappeared when he found his assistant's body.

And then he had a seizure.

He came running to me, who was working hard in the factory a little way away, with his assistant's body, asking how it had come to this.

It's like deja vu.

A while ago, Jever came to see me with his assistant who was dying.

The only difference from that time is that Jever is fine.

No, if you look at his state of mind, it's the same. He's just as wounded.

But even in the same situation, the result is different. This time, the same miracle didn't happen.

The assistant named Cyclami was already a harvester.

Jever puts Cyclami in front of me and clicks the machine.

Then I recite the contract.

But the corpse doesn't answer.

There's no light inside it anymore.

Jever presses the machine over and over again, and every time the pain stabs my head and spine, I recite the contract.

"Why won't you come back to life this time. Why! Why! Why!"

Dead people don't come back.

Only God can do that. No, honestly, I think I could come back to life before all the light evaporates, even if I'm a corpse.

But the light of Cyclami disappeared long ago. And above all, she is a harvester.

I was already in the light.

What would I do if you asked me to put more of me in there? There is a small bowl in the sea. It is contradictory to put something that is already in the sea.

How to take it out and put it in?

I will never do that.

I have already held the warmth. Why should I let go of it? A better future? Can I tempt it more with the resurrection of the lion?

No.

Absolutely not.

It is the warmth that is already in my hand.

Rather than let go of the warmth, I would rather tear the world apart, ◈ Nоvеlіgһт ◈ (Continue reading) pour all the warmth into my mouth, and become a monster that only seeks warmth.

This is my line.

This is the limit I can endure.

Absolutely.

I will not let go of this.

So, Cyclami died.

Jébert despaired as he looked at Cyclami.

Some might say that the despair of someone who sucks the blood of countless people is sweet, but I like it anyway.

Good or bad. All I need is warmth.

“Sob, sob.”

In the end, Jeber began to sob on the floor.

No matter how cruel a person is, or how much of a wizard he thinks the value of life is trash, the death of someone he has given his heart to must be sad.

As I watched him, I thought back on his memories.

When Jeber was a young teenager.

When he heard that a wizard he had never heard of was running wild, he went to deal with it. He thought he could get a useful tool by paying off a debt to the wizard in the area, and since he had a life sciences magic, he could get it.

And there he killed the first harvester of this world, Badrol.

He gathered the corpse and learned Yasle’s techniques that Badrol had mastered.

And he was curious about the traits that the harvester had acquired, so he made an artificial human using Badrol's body.

That was Cyclami.

She was more human than any artificial human he had ever made. In other words, she was the most human-like artificial human.

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His research on artificial humans advanced by leaps and bounds from there. And he ended up falling in love with Cyclami, who had been his assistant throughout his research.

She had been with him for 20 years since she was born.

Foolish human.

Look at the results of giving love to a test subject that should not have been given love.

He stopped crying because he couldn't shed any more tears, and sat in front of Cyclami with a blank expression for a long time.

When the bodily fluids flowing from the assistant's body began to smell disgusting.

Jebert got up from his seat.

Hatred was shining brightly in his eyes.

Those were eyes that he knew well.

The eyes of someone who wants revenge.

Hehe.

Look. Hatred is chained.

If we apply the ruthless yardstick of good and evil, then Jebert, who studied people by grinding them, received the just retribution.

The royal family was only trying to do moral good.

But here, evil wins.

No, it's still evil. If we win, this side will immediately become justice. We will attack the house where the other side is living well.

He killed his family.

They'll be evil.

If they win.

And Jeber is now filled with hatred.

As soon as he got out, he gathered all the surviving commandos from his house.

A few hours ago, he was smiling with the thought of making new toys with them, but not anymore.

Up until now, he was preparing for war using biotechnology mechanically.

But Jeber has no such intentions anymore.

He has filled technology with malice and hatred.

The hatred that will color the fourth world is boiling. I wonder how much warmth it will gain as hatred boils people.

This world is so enjoyable because every moment is a series of expectations.

Thank you for bringing me here.

Jeber Ibn Haideka.

I will praise you, so try harder.