Chapter 322

Min Ah-rin, who was staring at Abel with a complicated expression behind me, opened her mouth with a gloomy voice.

"Even though she knows we are here... she can't wake up."

I felt the cold air on my skin. Like me, all of the team members looked at Abel, who was lying unable to move.

Most of the dolls were cut off with my intervention ability, so I had to kill Abel before they could be reconnected, but... it wasn't easy to make a decision.

This was a situation no one expected. It was very difficult for me to speak, even though I knew what Abel had been up to and what she had done to Cheon Sa-yeon. I frowned and lowered my head.

'Still...'

I have to. I couldn't back off. Even if Abel was such a young girl and she was in a state of no resistance... Thinking about the future, I had to end Abel here.

"Han Yi-gyeol."

It was then when I bit my lip and took a step closer to Abel. A cold hand gently grabbed my wrist.

When I looked up, I saw Cheon Sa-yeon with a light smile.

"It's okay."

"Cheon Sa-yeon..."

"Stay back."

"What?"

Cheon Sa-yeon with a sword passed by me. I didn't feel even the slightest hesitation from Cheon Sa-yeon who was walking towards Abel.

Noticing what he was about to do, I stood in front of Abel and hurriedly grabbed his arm, which raised his sword.

"Wa, wait. Wait a minute..."

When I met his black eyes, my heart became so heavy that it hurt.

I know I have to kill Abel. And the fact that only then could our situation get better. Above all, thinking the painful times that Cheon Sa-yeon had to go through, this choice was the best.

However... I didn't want this burden to be carried by Cheon Sa-yeon. Abel couldn't move her body and that she couldn't be killed because she was a girl much younger than us... That wasn't the problem.

I knew instinctively. If I let Cheon Sa-yeon killed Abel, he would have to live with one more painful and unforgettable memory of her. It was terrible for Cheon Sa-yeon, who was barely holding on because he already had a lot of burdens on his back.

I didn't feel comfortable that I had to let him take revenge to Abel because he had suffered a lot so far. I and Cheon Sa-yeon knew all too well that dying and killing someone wasn't the answer because we had already lived through one more life.

I contorted my eyes. Not knowing what conclusion to make, I opened my mouth to persuade Cheon Sa-yeon, who was about to wield the sword against Abel at any moment.

"Maybe there is another way."

"......"

"How can you carry this burden... you don't need to carry..."

As I was talking with a desperate heart, I realized something. Where did I hear what I was just about to say?

"After killing her? Do you think you can handle that weight, Han Yi-gyeol?"

The sensation of the hand holding the hard knife handle came to mind. The face of Kwon Se-hyun's face, who was looking at me with a sad expression on the other side.

"You don't have to carry this burden. I mean..."

The unfinished and scattered voice was surprisingly similar to the present me.

"Ah..."

It was only then that I understood why Cheon Sa-yeon held me. Cheon Sa-yeon also smiled bitterly with a sign of noticing what I had realized.

In the space made of my past, Kwon Se-hyun ended up putting a knife into his stomach. I couldn't expect that now.

'If someone had to kill Abel...'

It was better for me to kill her rather than Cheon Sa-yeon. For times like this, I saw a book about Cheon Sa-yeon's past and followed him all the way here.

There was no one else to do it except me and Cheon Sa-yeon. There was no way I could ask other team members to kill a little girl.

But I'm different. My life wasn't clean enough to feel guilty about killing someone by now.

"Cheon Sa-yeon, I..."

"I'll do it."

The moment I opened my mouth after having a hard time arranging my head, Ha Tae-heon stepped forward with a firm expression.

The eyes of the team members were focused on Ha Tae-heon. Ha Tae-heon, who looked around at Cheon Sa-yeon, who narrowed his eyes in turn, raised the sword he was holding.

"Han Yi-gyeol. Do you remember the power of this sword you gave me?"

"If the power..."

"In America, a producer named Edward checked the sword at your request."

I nodded my head unsciously at those words, then I remembered Edward's explanation passing through my head and opened my eyes wide.

An SS-class sword obtained from inside the gate we went to with Elohim. If the sword pierced the heart, the energy surrounding the heart would be cut off and the ability disappeared. She would become an ordinary person, not a talented person.

"Are you trying to use the power of your sword?"

"Yeah. It's perfect for testing."

I thought about it for a while, then meekly gave the seat to Ha Tae-heon. For now, that was the best way. Cheon Sa-yeon also didn't stop Ha Tae-heon, who strode toward Abel, perhaps he had the same opinion.

The sword shone blue, letting out its energy, as Ha Tae-heon was standing in front of Abel's bed. At the same time, a harsh and sharp voice resounded to the point that it felt uncomfortable.

/"What? Are you going to stab me with that?"/

/"I'm scared, can't you even see my poor self?"/

In the meantime, as if the energy was reconnected, the dolls lying on the floor started to spit out words one by one. The surrounding dolls criticized Ha Tae-heon for holding the sword.

/"You are trying to kill a child who can't even resist!"/

/"You will cut my throat with that knife and the blood pour out! A disgusting hypocrite!"/

/"Disgusting! Disgusting!"/

/"The whole world should see this!"/

/"Do you think you guys can be saviors after this? Dirty worms!"/

Ha Tae-heon ignored all the ridicules and raised the blue-coloured sword. The pointed tip of the sword was placed just above Abel's heart.

/"Do you think killing me will end this time?"/

/"Kill me! It's over when time goes back!"/

/"No, no, no, no!"/

/"I don't want to die, I don't want to die, I don't want to die..."/

/"I'm scared, damn it, kill me! No, no, put it away now!"/

Voices shouting to kill her and voices trembling in fear were mixed up in a mess. The dolls were crawling at Ha Tae-heon's feet, pouring out their emotions with different emotions.

"They are dolls that Abel made for her solely to excrete her own feelings."

Cheon Sa-yeon, who watched everything with an expressionless face, spoke softly.

"Even if the words are contradictory, they must all be Abel's true feelings."

"......"

It was an unreal sight. A skinny little girl lying in bed, a man with a sword in front of her, and dolls crawling on the floor crying.

Ha Tae-heon, who had been quietly listening to the screams that disturbed his ears, opened his mouth.

"Noisy."

Ha Tae-heon's black eyes shone blue due to the energy emanating from the sword. He twisted his corner mouth and gave a cool laugh.

"The disgusting hypocrite is you, not us, the victims."

Ha Tae-heon, who followed Cheon Sa-yeon's words to Abel at the gate of the D45 Area, put the sword into her heart without hesitation.

Kkigigigigik!

"......!"

A blue light flashed with an unidentified noise.

As I reflexively covered my face with my arm, I felt a cold energy bursting out with a strong wind, as if an explosion had occurred.

Ha Tae-heon, who endured the explosion of energy, was seen through the fluttering hair. Although the blue shining sword was clearly pierced into the opponent's chest, it was pulled out without leaving a single wound. The letter 'Cain' engraved on the blade sparkled particularly clearly.

Ha Tae-heon lowered his sword and carefully looked at Abel. Silence settled in the room filled with the chatter of the dolls. The doll no longer spoke or moved.

"Did it... succeed?"

Taking a deep breath at Min Ah-rin's worrying question, I answered instead of Ha Tae-heon.

"Yes. All the energy is gone."

Abel's energy was no longer felt anywhere. Even if I check with my intervention ability just in case, the thread made of Abel's energy didn't appear.

As a result, Abel became an ordinary person, no longer a talented person.

'No. She isn't... an ordinary person.'

Abel was still lying with her eyes closed. Only an oxygen respirator placed on her face and an electrocardiogram attached to her body told us she was still alive. Abel's life when she couldn't handle her dolls with her ability... was likely over.

Cheon Sa-yeon, who was next to me, also just looked at Abel without saying a word. How did Cheon Sa-yeon feel now as he watched the end of the enemy who he had been fighting endlessly in the time that had been repeated over 200 times? It must be so complicated that I couldn't even imagine.

"It's over now."

We wanted to wait for Cheon Sa-yeon to pull himself together, but we couldn't do it yet.

"El said he would open a passageway for us to escape after the fight with Abel was over. Soon there will be a passageway and through that, we can go out..."

"Han Yi-gyeol."

Ha Tae-heon, who raised his eyebrows, grabbed my shoulder.

"Remove your energy. Someone is coming."

"......!"

As soon as Ha Tae-heon finished speaking, I also sensed an unfamiliar energy. Ten, no... more than twenty people. There was also a strong energy.

I had a bad feeling. As soon as I hid Kwon Se-hyun's energy, my body rapidly shrunk and my vision lowered.

"Hu, ugh..."

When Kwon Se-hyun's energy, which had been helping me to endure the spirit that had reached the limit, disappeared, my eyes quickly became blurred. Park Geon-ho supported my shaky body.

At the same time as I returned to Han Yi-gyeol, the door opened as the sound of sharp heels approached.

"Oh my God, what is this?"

A woman who swept away the pale purple hair that ran down her shoulder opened her mouth with a proud tone.

"The rats have been hiding here."

Behind Azazel, people in black masks rushed in. They were Praus Cult.