The Villains Became Obsessed Bosses

Part 3 Episode 8: Seven Deadly Sins.

The one who took action before the battle even began was none other than the Architect.

The architect eventually admitted it.

The probability of winning is significantly low.

No. That it doesn’t exist at all.

Nevertheless, the body followed its survival instinct and swung its arms furiously.

The Ryoba saw in his hand was swung and a line was drawn in the air.

The line passed by the black tower.

Gigigigeek.

The upper part began to slide down in the direction in which the line was drawn.

But the architect continued to swing the saw.

With anger that I don’t know where it came from.

With anger bordering on despair.

The saw that was swung like that.

In an instant, the tower was split into hundreds of pieces.

“Huh…Huh…”

The architect glanced back.

There, her Obs Q, but a being that was not her Obs Q, was quietly looking at her.

“Go ahead. It wasn’t like that at the time, but watching bugs wriggle around like that is more fun than I thought.”

Cluddeuk.

The architect stretched out his hands toward the pieces of the tower, furious that the preparation for his art had been compared to the wriggling of a mere insect.

Ddddddddddddddd.

It sounded like teeth grinding, but it wasn’t.

The black pieces are constantly shaking and hitting each other.

They bump into each other and break, and each digs into the other.

Coming together, combining.

An inanimate object called a fragment of a building was forced to acquire a will and become one huge building.

“…….”

Obscure quietly watched the scene.

He smiled a creepy smile.

“..Sigh!”

The architect waved her hand.

Four black buildings rose simultaneously, starting ‘art’.

“Why doesn’t the pattern change?”

Obscure moved slightly.

Kuat.

Dozens of thorns protruded from the black buildings.

It rushed towards Obscure, plowing the ground around it.

But.

Not a single one of them reached Obscure.

Obscure closed his eyes again, looking at the thorns surrounding him.

“There’s no need to open your eyes.”

Obs Q raised his index finger.

I swung it like that.

A black line is drawn.

A surprisingly sophisticated and restrained ‘anger’ is wielded.

To embroider the air, black lines cross between the thorns.

And.

Suddenly.

Suddenly.

Suddenly.

A sound that could never be made from a solid object was made, and the thorns turned into powder.

“…What..?!”

The sculptor was embarrassed and waved his hand again.

Something rose between the black pieces.

It resembled a living creature.

A hypothetical creature that roams the sky, uses clouds as a bed, washes itself with rain, and uses lightning as a weapon.

The dragon rose from the ground, not the sky.

The black dragon that rose from the ground flew towards Obscure, carving deep scars in the ground.

“What’s a dragon? That’s a snake, damn writer.”

After shooting a quick glance into the air, Obscure turned his gaze back to the snake.

“What a damn writer. I didn’t want to come all the way here and read your damn narrative.”

Obscury muttered strange words and had scales rising all over his body.

Elaborately carved ‘arrogance’ wrapped around Obscure’s body.

Like a medieval knight, the thick scales seemed impenetrable.

The architect cried out his earnest wish as he saw a dragon flying towards the obscure…No, a snake crawling.

“Kill…!”

But there are times when a wish that is earnest for some is so trivial that it can be achieved with just a snap of a finger for others.

The black snake rushed fiercely.

Boom.

Obscure was blocked in vain by one outstretched hand.

The snake could not control the speed at which it was rushing and began to flip over.

The tail lifted and began to surpass the head, and the body turned back and forth and began to attack the Obscure from the sky.

It wasn’t the way the architect had intended, but the attack was on the verge of success.

The architect was filled with hope and anticipation without realizing it.

You can successfully attack that powerful being even once.

Such hopes and expectations.

He has the things that he made people lose.

Obscue looked at the architect with slightly open eyes as if he knew this.

The architect instinctively took a step back when he saw his gaze revealing every single detail of his wealth.

“…Phew.”

Obscue smiled creepy again.

Obs Q opened his mouth.

Filled with squishy ‘greed’.

He opened his mouth wide to see the snake falling towards him.

Just right.

The sound of teeth clashing fiercely echoed.

And.

The sound of teeth clashing violently.

The huge sound that should have come from a snake hitting the ground.

They were replaced with each other.

“…Ah…”

The architect again felt the despair he felt a long time ago.

The architect’s masterpiece disappeared with one simple act of obscure.

“It doesn’t taste good.”

Obscure wiped the corners of his mouth and looked at the architect.

“…Hmm.”

Obscure smiled as if he suddenly had a good idea.

The sin of ‘stinginess’, which is not wanting to give to others, chose ‘mercy’ as the object of ‘stinginess’ this time.

Now he won’t show even the slightest mercy.

Obs Q raised his hand.

‘Stinginess’ began to exert its power.

Black swirls form from Obscure’s fingertips.

The snake that Obscury swallows breaks into pieces and falls back into pieces again at Obscure’s fingertips.

“..Oh my..”

The architect groaned softly.

The snake took shape again.

“No. This is a dragon.”

Obscure laughed at the Architect and sent the dragon flying.

Unlike the snake, the dragon began to fly freely in the sky.

Despair is like that.

All human efforts are denied.

All human abilities become worthless.

A creature struggling to avoid disaster.

It became a disaster itself.

The dragon roared sharply and rushed towards the architect.

“Ugh..aaa!!!”

The architect was in despair and wielded ‘anger’.

The anger spread out randomly and passed by, hacking the dragon to pieces.

“aaa!!!”

Another disaster so overwhelming that it can make you feel hopeless.

In order to survive, that creature made this choice.

“Huh…Heh…”

Finally, the dragon broke into pieces and fell from the sky.

The architect took a deep breath and looked around.

Obscure was still standing in the same spot, looking at the architect as if he was annoyed.

But Obsq glanced at his wrist and muttered softly.

“About 5 minutes have passed. I’ll finish now.”

Obscure took a ‘lazily’ step forward with an expression of annoyance.

When the architect saw that, his whole body tensed and he grabbed the ryoba saw tightly.

Sgeung.

“….?”

The Obscure disappeared from sight in an instant.

At the same time, the sound of something being cut was heard.

Suddenly the architect’s visibility began to decline.

Thump.

The architect failed.

From a height that I could not possibly fall from.

“Uh…Uh…?”

The architect tried to get up.

Her shoulders were groping the empty space meaninglessly.

Her thighs waved aimlessly in the air.

And then Obscue, who had suddenly appeared and was watching the scene from the side laughing as if it was amusing, threw something in front of the architect’s eyes.

Tuk. Tuk. Dump. Tootuk.

Arms and legs dripping with red blood.

The architect’s lost body fragment appeared before her eyes.

“Now it really looks like a bug.”

The Obscue’s laughter, laughing out loud as if it was fun, drowned out the architect’s screams.

Obs Q looked down at her wrist again.

“It’s been about 5 minutes and 40 seconds now. If you leave it alone, it will die on its own.”

Obs Q tried to turn her body.

“Ah…Ah…It’s art…You…Look like him…”

She stopped at one word from the architect.

“..Are you talking about lust?”

Obscure turned around again.

“Don’t call him by such a frivolous name… He is the true ‘art’ and… ‘Beauty’… Welcome him…!”

Obscure smiled and whispered as if it was fun.

“The ‘me’ here will not be like me. The ‘me’ here will not hesitate like me.”

At the end of Obscue’s laughter, a bitterness remained that I don’t know why.

Obs Q quietly looked down at the Architect and eventually lifted his foot.

Kwasik.

The boil on the ground exploded, spouting red blood.

“……”

Obscue turned around.

I took a step ‘lazily’.

“Wow!”

In an instant, the future obscure moved in front of the past obscue and held out the Ryova saw to the past obscue.

“Catch it. It’s ‘anger.'”

Obscues of the past took over the anger in a dazed way.

“..Keuuk..!”

Wrath immediately accepted its new owner.

“Say hello later, ‘Anger’.”

When the Future Obscure gave an order, Fury, who was about to open his mouth, closed his mouth again.

“Get on your back. Head to Seoul immediately.”

“..What?”

“I thought you could handle your opponent, but ‘Musician’ will be a little difficult. You need to move immediately.”

“..Wait…”

The obscure of the past tried to ask something.

“Let’s take back their arrogance and greed first. We’ll give you an answer later. Move now. Disaster is coming.”

Future Obscure ended the conversation unilaterally.

******

Seoul airspace.

Something is falling.

It was a soggy lump of human blood and flesh.

The lump of blood that invaded Korea’s airspace immediately began to plummet toward Seoul.

Chaaa.

It soon landed with blood and flesh spraying everywhere.

“Ah…! I have come! This ‘sculptor’! To spread art…! ….?”

The ‘sculptor’ looked around.

There was not a single person in sight.

“…I’m here. There’s no audience? …Ah.”

The moment when the sculptor was about to be disappointed.

Two small figures were seen in the distance.

The sculptor was delighted and leaped towards the two figures.

Let him take a ‘lazy’ step.

“Nice to meet you, two little ladies!”

The sculptor leapt in front of the two girls and immediately placed her hand on one girl’s head.

Even as he raised his hand, the sculptor hesitated for a moment.

They were such beautiful faces.

So much so that there is no need for ‘pieces’.

But the sculptor gathered his heart again and said.

“I will tell you what ‘art’ is!”

“….?”

The sculptor was embarrassed.

His abilities did not work.

“..What..What…?”

And strangely enough.

A girl with an ‘arrogant’ look who was watching the scene from the side glared sharply at the sculptor and said,

“That hand you placed on my sister. You’d better let go.”

“….?”

Fearless?

No fear?

No. Then it is not a level of calmness.

I don’t have any fear in the first place.

The sculptor carefully lowered his gaze and looked at the face of the child he had placed his hand on.

That child is already there.

The mouth was open in a ‘greedy’ manner.

“Ah.”

The girl bit the sculptor’s hand, making a cute sound effect.

The sculptor was inwardly relieved.

And that reassurance was wrong.

Ugh.

Thud.

“…Uh…Uh?!”

The sculptor stepped back, holding on to his arm, which had been completely torn off, including his bones.

“..Taste…Nothing…”

The child frowned and mumbled, rubbing her blood from the corner of her mouth.

“Don’t worry, sister. When this is over, the owner will give you something delicious. That… What did it say, sister?”

“Pan…Cake…”

“Ah, that’s right. So let’s finish it quickly.”

‘Arrogant’ eyes looking down at the sculptor.

‘Greedy’ eyes look at the sculptor.

“..Wha…What?! What are you monsters doing?!”

A child with silver hair and ‘greedy’ red eyes, wearing a black suit as if imitating someone’s outfit, spoke.

“We…”

And the end result was that the child in the black dress placed her hand on her head, which had mixed black and silver hair.

“It’s called greed and arrogance. Bugs.”