The Protagonists Are Murdered by Me - Chapter 61.2
Translator : Asta
Editor : Aaghna.
Chapet 61.2 – Library Of the white witches 2.2
it’s a walnut! Cut that man’s butt off!!
“Oh, N, Noooo.”
Kung! Kung! Kung!
The Nutcracker started running at a frightening speed towards me. I didn’t want to be a sitting duck, so I also rushed towards the Nutcracker. I jumped over one of his arms, and leaped forward from his shoulders to reach the point where the witch stood as she twisted the world.
On the ground, a Nutcracker was swinging his arm to attack me, but it was of no use.
‘System! Do something to keep the world from changing again!’
<It’s impossible.>
<This space was already a half-mixed between your imaginary and the real worlds.>
<I can’t interfere with your reality.>
‘What did you say?’
It didn’t take long before I started to understand the system’s words.
The exact moment when I thought I’ve caught the witch, the world turned upside down.
And then…
Wooong! Wooong!
A subway train passed by my side.
There were dozens of tall buildings lying sideways in front of it and dozens of cars passing through it. I dodged them by moving sideways, but a huge bus fell from the sky. No, it wasn’t simply falling, there was a whole highway stretching up to the sky like a wall.
Something was strange here.
This space was like reality, but there was something that was twisting the sense of space.
<In the eyes of the witch, this place is a Five-dimensional real world.>
<Concentrate, Seodam.>
<If you’re beaten by the witch in this space, part of your mind would become a witch.>
‘What should I do then? You said you can’t meddle with this space.’
<Even if this space was space where reality and imaginary world collided, don’t forget, this space is your imaginary world.>
<You can do what the witch does.>
‘What?’
At that moment.
The E-rank overseer witch tried to change the world once again. It hadn’t changed yet, but somehow I was able to feel it.
So, I put strength on my body. That’s all I could do right now.
Then, to my surprise, the witch staggered. The space stayed the same. I wasn’t transported to another fairytale world.
‘I don’t know for sure but I’m sure I’ve done something.’
In the first place, why did I take out the ether blades and grenades in this world?
Why did I try to fight with magic and physical ability in a world full of high-grade magic?
It was a stupid move from me.
I reached out to the air and shook it. The building in front of me tilted in the direction that I wanted it to. Then, I jumped towards it and rode it towards the witch.
Without moving her hands, the witch split the building in two and dropped me to the ground. There was a huge subway tunnel at the bottom, So, my landing aren’t as smooth as I hoped it to.
Still, the witch was more powerful than me.
She could control everything that existed in this space freely, but I could only handle the space where my hands were directed.
A huge building fell overhead. But I didn’t have to run and avoid it. I could avoid it just by adjusting the direction of the subway.
‘Oh, this is surprisingly comfortable!’
I thought like that for a brief moment.
-This is….
-The exit door was on the left.
-If you want to go to Jamsil, Sadang, or Sindorim…
-Please take line 2, at this station…
“Huh?”
Suddenly the subway halted in the air. With buildings still falling towards me. I jumped sideways to avoid it. Looking at the situation, the building and the subway would certainly collide.
In the end…
Kii-ee-ing!
Bam! Bam!
As I climbed the stairs into the air and avoided waves of falling rubbles, I could see the witch building a foothold beneath her to widen the gap between us.
I was also creating more and more footholds and rushed towards the witch.
She controlled all the space around her to get away from me. She could win this fight if I ever felt too tired and missed my foothold.
But did she know?
The fact that the range of space that I could manipulate was very small.
-This station is Express Bus Terminal, Express Bus Terminal Station.
[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh]]l
To the extent that I could turn the direction of something that already moving.
Thuuung!
The subway hit the witch on her side and flung her towards the sky.
[You have acquired the qualification to access the E-rank library.]
The message appeared as if congratulating my success.
“Huh?”
I turned my body as I felt some gaze from my back.
***
“……!”
Earth. Moscow, Russia.
When the white-haired, transparent-eyed woman awoke from her sleep, a dark-skinned woman who stood right next to her bed, approached her side.
“Miss, did you see any bad prophecy?”
“…No, it’s okay.”
She was the prophet, Yekaterina. The only prophet on earth. Her ‘prophetic’ ability manifested not through ether but rather naturally.
The SS-rank superhuman who escorts the Prophet, Alpha looked at Yekaterina with a serious look on her face.
Yekaterina would always wake up in tears. In her dreams she could see the future that no one knew. She was a prophet who always warned the world when she foresaw a terrible future.
‘It’s dangerous.’
‘Don’t do it.’
‘You shouldn’t do it.’
Yekaterina’s prophecy was 100 percent sure. She had never been wrong even once, so Alpha was tasked to protect Yekaterina herself by the Hunter association.
“What kind of future did you see this time? Should I call the Prophecy Council right away?”
The Prophecy Council was a group of people who figured out what Yekaterina’s dream was about and where it would occur.
But Yekaterina shook her head.
“It’s okay. I think the disaster has already been solved.”
“Pardon?”
She didn’t completely understand, but she knew it was real. There was someone who had already been active in the scourge of prophecy.
‘A very terrible future.’ It was the most fitting word to describe the disaster in her dreams where all the spaces in the world were twisted and turned upside down.
There were only 2 people standing in such a terrifying disaster. A woman in white dress and a man using an equipment, who she believed to be a Hunter, were fighting each other amidst the disaster.
In the end, the hunter was able to beat the witch who she believed to be the source of the disaster.
‘In the last moment, that man clearly looked at me.’
Meeting someone inside a prophetic dream? That was absolutely impossible.
However, He obviously made eye contact with her.
‘Maybe….’
She raised her trembling hand and rubbed his face.
‘He might know something about this hellish prophetic skill.’
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