#gaecheon arc

[immortal-tale]

Okay, tell me, just HOW STRONG is Han Suyeong's physical body!?!?! How the hell is she carrying someone a lot taller than her so easily?!?!?!

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Anna Croft went down on one knee while bleeding profusely. She was in no shape to run by herself now.

“Han Su-Yeong.”

Even before I was finished, Han Su-Yeong picked Anna Croft up and ran. It didn’t take too long for us to reach the end of the branch. What waited for us there was a mysterious bridge emitting a rainbow of colours.

[immortal-tale]

Dionysus, Persephone, Gigantes, Hades...

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Bacchus’s fanatic believers to make way. And we walked on that path. The Siren’s song and Orpheus’s musical performance could be heard wafting in from somewhere. Also, I heard the sound of someone I knew dying among them, too.

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⸢Kim Dok-Ja didn’t look back⸥

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[Kim Dok-Ja. My <Olympus> has no place in the conclusion you’re heading to, right?]

I couldn’t reply.

⸢”That’s because I like your story.”⸥

The one who had been watching my Fable for a very long time, and rescued me many, many times in the past.

⸢”Several Constellations including me believe that you’re the one capable of reaching ■■.”⸥

I was about to look back, but Dionysus spoke to me first.

[It’s been fun, oh the great, noble star.]

[immortal-tale]

Yu Junghyeok turned Kim Dokja into a surfing board! What the gel!? 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣 Poor Dokja

(Oh come on Yu Junghyeok! Are you seriously dusting your 'combat' boots?! 😂)

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[Anyways, that man isn’t going to throw Kim Dok-Ja again, I hope?]

Sparks were dancing around Yu Jung-Hyeok’s right arm as he ran on the bridge. Just as Constellations began worrying, he suddenly grabbed Kim Dok-Ja by his collars with that arm.

[I knew it!! I bloody knew it…!!]

Yu Jung-Hyeok then powerfully threw Kim Dok-Ja forward, but also stepped onto the latter’s back – and they began scything past the storm as if he was surfing the waves.

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“I told you not to throw me!!”

He must’ve found stepping on my back rather unsanitary, because he began lightly dusting his combat boots.