Life Reversal with Item Copy

The world was bitten white.

Goulds climbing up the wall fell on a blue fire. Ogre zombies who were banging on the gate crumble with groaning, and all sorts of other uncleannesses are gone.

“Saint! Saint is here! ”

“Waaaaaaaaah!”

Soldiers cheer. They push away all the burning gourds from the walls. The battlefield, which was disadvantaged by the appearance of only one man, was reversed.

A laborer who sighs of relief. He approached the Saint after encouraging the soldiers with all his might. Then I opened my eyes wide and ran to her.

The Saint was stumbling.

“Saint!”

Slaver grabbed her. A white girl spoke with a blurry smile.

“It's okay, Grandpa. ”

“Still……. ”

“You know what I mean. ”

The reason she is a saint is because she has a much larger bowl that embraces the power of God than anyone else.

However, no matter how small thousands of gourds were, there was a tremendous burden on the body.

“Don't you always tell me to be careful! ”

“It seemed urgent. ”

“Neither can I if the Saint has fallen. ”

I felt bitterness hovering in my mouth, and the slave knight spoke. They resented the need to burden all these children.

But I couldn't help it. As the entire continent fell, it was all thanks to her that they were able to survive.

“What happened to the war? ”

“Yes, thanks to……. ”

I don't know if you know that mind.

“I won."

She was always just smiling.

* * *

Time flies fast. The sight that Dojun sees has also grown as fast as the video that turned the cold.

The war won, and since then, there has been one recovery operation.

‘I have a bright face. ’

Soldiers repairing the fallen walls, anacs who make new charms for them, and children who run around smiling brightly.

While they were doing their work, they gathered together periodically and prayed to the sun in the sky. It is the priests of the temple and the shrine who organize it.

And then.

“Saint! I made a necklace out of flappora! I'll give it to you!”

“Thank you, Leila. ”

It was a Saint.

A Saint who strokes a child who hands a petal necklace with a gosari-like hand. As with her white hair, she is new from head to toe in a white attire.

‘If it were my country..... would you be a college student now? ’

As of this world standard, Saints have already been adults for several years. By Dojun's standards, however, he was still a child.

Such a child, despite the power he lent to God, defeated thousands of Undead Legions.

“Stand, Saint! This..... ”

A peaceful day followed in a temple surrounded by walls for some time.

“What is this? ”

A knight wearing a breastplate with the emblem of the sun. The young knight handed the paper envelope to the Saint with a bloody red face.

“It's a fruit. My father told me to give it to the Saint. ”

“Oh, thank you. ”

She smiles like always.

She was loved by everyone in the village.

However, just as parents' love for their children and brother's love for their sister were different, so was the young knight's love for her.

On the contrary, she cared for everyone without discrimination, which must have been very sad for the young knight.

‘It's a good time. ’

After a peaceful sight, Dorun was also a little comfortable. When I saw the footsteps of the knight, I also remembered the youth of the past.

There were many regrets, but many memories that could not be changed anywhere.

‘Soeun..... ’

The biggest thing of all was the day that So-young was born.

It was such a memory that I smiled unknowingly every time I thought about it.

“Well, I'll be going now. ”

“Oh, yes! I'm sorry I caught you.”

“No.”

The Saint carried a paper envelope and headed to the temple building. Dojun's point naturally chased after her. Forced movement beyond his control.

It was not a dojo who did not know what this meant.

For the time being, the everyday landscape followed. It's a peaceful routine to see if there really was a war.

It turned upside down, the day the first snow began to fall from the sky over time.

* * *

“Argh! Retreat! Fall back! Fall back to the temple! Get a new line of defense in there! ”

This war was even worse than before. Much more massive troops have been poured out from all sides than ever before.

The cold season when snow comes freezes the hands and feet of the living, but the cold uncleanness has not been affected since the beginning.

In the end, give me the gate, give me the land... In the end, he entered the temple and became a farmer.

“Sir Paul Mann! They're coming!”

“Stop it! If this place is breached, it's over! Stop it somehow!"

A rough roar echoed from the men. Even in desperate situations where there was little hope, they dispersed.

After that, there was a saint who cleansed immortals more fervently than anyone else and healed allies.

And then at some point.

Cheer up!

“Argh!”

An arrow appeared in her right eye.

No, an arrow that could not be struck in front of Mitcher flew and was stuck.

“The Saint has fallen! ”

“Saint!”

A piercing arrow digging into the right eyeball. The arrows begin to shed an ominous black energy.

Several soldiers took her down, but she was already fatally injured.

A distorted soldier's face. In the eyes of the Saint, the sky was out beyond him.

In the sky, she saw the curtain of light blurring.

“Ah……. ”

Her eyes trembled with one eye left. She reaches out unwittingly as she grasps the outgoing ritual.

Because the light that vanishes into the sky, it was as if the gods were turning their backs on them.

“Saint!”

“No! ”

However, it was not within reach.

* * *

Blackout.

As if all memories had been erased, all the landscapes had been bitten for a while.

And the spectacle unfolded again, after a considerable amount of time.

‘...... They're all dead. ’

A landscape of ruined temples. It's not a collapsed temple. It resembled a familiar maze landscape for Dojun.

At that time, something wriggled in a stacked corpse.

What happened was a woman with an arrow in her right eye.

She looked up at the ceiling and was scratched at some point. Then he shook his body and scratched around.

“Ah……. ”

Her brothers and sisters who cried and laughed together.

For her who was an orphan, it was a family of temples that could not be changed with anyone.

Her pupils tremble as if they were earthquakes.

Everywhere there was a body, and it was all she knew.

“Sue!”

Then I found out who was closest to her. The number of maidens who were like close friends and sisters, who always listened to her market.

The number was stuck in a twisted fountain with half of the neck bitten.

She can't even wipe tears that flow like a waterfall, and she hugs a number of corpses.

The number of hands that have always thrown up their backs is now cold.

Saint Parr's lips trembled. She put God's name in her mouth like a habit.

Please don't let Sue go with only distressing memories. So when I approached you.....

Right then.

“Arghhhhhh!”

Her whole body started to get caught in the blue flames.

The flesh burns and the blood boils. Extreme pain I've never felt before.

She rolls the ground like crazy. The sharp stones and metal fragments that rise up all over the place have torn apart, but nothing in front of this pain.

The fire goes out and the pain goes away.

She fainted at the fact that she had become like a bunch of morons.

It wasn't supposed to happen.

She was obliged by the will of the saints and gods to preach her grace to the people of the land.

But it is.

“Number……. ”

What does that mean now?

There was not a single survivor left.

Furry. She sat down in the fuzzy room and stared at the sky.

Snow was still coming from the sky.

It was so beautiful that the ice blossoms piling up in the ruins were wild.

‘ ……. ’

She sat down for a few days and looked only at the sky. The translucent Doju watched him with a hard look.

His words could not be heard from her, and her eyes could not see him.

I hope so for a few days.

In her eyes, the light began to shine for a moment.

“…… You have to bury him. ”

It was the birth of a man who found work to do.

She brought two sticks from somewhere. And I made a cloth wrapped around it.

When the lifting was complete, a large number of corpses were scattered and placed on top of it.

“Ah.”

Shortly after, she realized.

Even if I made something to lift, I knew that no one would listen with me anymore.

Eventually she moved the body alone.

Not only the number, but also the bodies of others were moved and taken away again.

The destination is a cremation facility inside the temple.

There was a custom in the doctrine of Laoha, the god of the sun and life, to cremate the dead and bury them on the ground.

It means that the soul of the dead must burn a heavy body in order to go to the side of the god who lives in the solar arch.

So she burned the body.

One by one, respectfully.

I burned it like that and put the rest of the ash in a box. Then I wrote an inscription on a plank of wood with only one palm.

Seeing the completed Ham and the small tombstone, she gathers her hands.

From now on, my body has lost control of my actions and trembled. Tears have been spinning ever since.

“Well, don't be afraid! You've always done it, haven't you? You just do what you're told! ”

She bites her teeth.

What's left of this world is her alone.

She was also the only one who would comfort and lead the soul of the dead to the Sun Bow.

She opened her split lips and began to lift me up. A blue flame undoubtedly opened the prayer door and began to burn her.

My prayers continued to be cut off by that pain.

Still, I memorized it a few times, a few times. In the hope that their souls will not wander in this world, but will ascend to heaven.

“Argh! Argh...! It hurts..... It hurts...! ”

Barely finished one and she fell feverishly.

Behind her, crouching on the floor, there were still hundreds of bodies.

* * *

The memory continued endlessly.

At some point, the light began to disappear in her eyes.

The whole body had already been covered with all kinds of burn marks, and the hair that had been shining with reflection of the sun had long been burnt.

At some point, she became merely mechanically mobile.

“ ……. ”

One day, Dojun returned to the chapel.

It feels like something that was unstable has calmed down again. Dojun exhales.

Meanwhile, when he had finished praying, he lifted up his servant from the altar. That was no longer an ordinary servant.

??????????

An item made of stone, bone, and branches, and owed to prayer. It was a phrase for staying alive.

The second task she began after cremating all the temple people was to make this phrase.

You don't know why??? It was only written, but Dojun could have guessed its efficacy.

Briefly, divine power amplification.

And the meaning of it is…..

‘You're asking me to save you. ’

A message to God to free you from further suffering. It was a desperate mark of her SOS.

However, even though she had made dozens of jewels so far, her will never touched the sky.

No matter how many you made, each one was so weak.

‘ ……. ’

[One of the options of ‘Erosive Cloak of Faith’??? You can copy to ’.]

[Copiable options]

1. Not Repairable

Window for floating copying in front of the eyes.

If you stick an irreparable option in her, that's it. She could not regenerate due to her own prayers and would hide.

However, this is not the case.

Tuck.

Dojun put the cloak down.

Then he approached the altar and began to search the area. Goul looked at the behavior with his big eyes.

He takes out all the tools that were stored everywhere, and the doughnut picks up two of them. Both look nasty with bones and stones.

However, as opposed to the outside, a warm energy permeated the interior.

[‘??????? Select one of the options for ‘??' You can copy to ’.]

[Copiable options]

1.??????

All I still see is a question mark. Is it not a formally made item or is it just a question mark for that reason? Like a broken file on your computer?

Well, I don't know. I may know someday, but at least I can't now.

Moreover, that was not the point.

[Copied successfully.]

[Ingredient ‘??????’ has been destroyed.]

I break the headgear I was holding on one side. It endures the pain it has, and even chews and swallows up the Regium to increase its divine power even a little.

“Argh?! Yaaaaah!”

No matter how indifferent he was, Goul ran into this. Dojun calmly lowers the rest of his pavement in front of her.

“Huh?”

She pauses. I immediately feel it. The energy of this field is getting stronger.

Leaving her confused, Dojun breaks her pavement one after the other. Some of them were handcrafted by her, and some were still in use from the past.

It breaks without covering it all up.

Each time, I felt a stronger energy in the remaining items.

Her prayers were properly leading to the next item and then to the next item.

“ ……. ”

Knowing that, Goul watched Dojoon calm down.

Then all dozens of instruments were broken, and the last one remained.

A silver mirror that has changed over time.

In the past, the things she loved and loved most when she was still a person.

The black mirror is now scattering glorious light from Dojun's hands.

Goul reaches out his hand as he gazes at Dojun.

Just the energy sprinkled from the mirror caught a blue flame in his hand. However, she grabbed the mirror without even bothering.

Then I put my hands together again.

This time, he remembered his voice to reach the sky.

In a moment.

The whole chapel began to burst into sunlight.

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