Chapter 191
[…Huh?]
For the first time, the face of the god who had been wearing a wicked smile, shifted.
Hwang Dong-Soo: He was a high priest brainwashed by the Foreign Religion and a human with S-rank power. Contaminating the souls of those with S-rank powers was a very tricky and difficult task. To do so, they would first slowly build up friendships which he would not be wary of. Afterwards, when no suspicion stood between them, they entrusted him with the distribution of Stardust necklaces and Star Pieces, gradually becoming stained with the Itarim’s divinity. After such a long time and effort, he was finally able to succeed in making him the high priest.
High Priest Hwang Dong-Soo, who possesses S-rank power, was born from such hard work.
…But why? Why did the high priest who he had worked so hard to make come out dragged out like that!
[How?!]
FWOOM!
The statue of the Itarim stood up from his chair in a fury incomparable to the one he had when Kim Chul died. However, the answer to the god statue’s question came not from the old man who dragged Hwang Dong-Soo, but from Suho’s mouth.
“…Ah, grandpa?”
“Hmm?” Sung Il-Hwan, who had been indifferent to Suho’s voice, brightened when he looked at Suho. “No, who is–? Why is my grandson here?”
* * *
Sung Il-Hwan. The father of the Shadow Monarch Sung Jin-Woo, whose reason he recalled the memories of his previous life was because of a ‘dream’.
– Is that a dream again?
At first, the dream was simply dismissed as a scene from a movie. It was just a fragmentary scene, and the content was also just as childish upon seeing himself fighting monsters. Even so, by the time he woke up in bed in the morning and drank his coffee, most of the memories he had seen in that dream had already disappeared. Rubbed out from his mind just as easily as an eraser does. Well, that tends to happen in dreams.
However, no matter how much one rubs out the lead with an eraser, if one kept erasing it a lot of times, at least a trace would remain on the paper.
-… Is it that dream again?
At some point, Sung Il-Hwan began to wake up in the morning and even into the afternoon, with the scenes he saw in his dream unable to disappear from his mind.
Either way, he didn’t care. It was just a dream after all.
But, there was just one thing that bothered him.
-Why is Jin-Woo…
In Sung Il-Hwan’s dreams, his son, Sung Jin-Woo, always appeared at the end of that dream. Always looking at him with a resentful gaze. Always those words were coming out of his mouth and towards him.
-…I missed you, always.
And Sung Il-Hwan touched the face of his son who had come close to him. Tears dripped from his son’s eyes as they wet the back of his hand. Those tears are so warm… Even though I know it’s a dream, why does it hurt so much?
Even though this father has done nothing for you, you…
-You’ve grown well.
At those words, Sung Jin-Woo asked, revealing a terrifyingly heavy anger.
-Is it the Rulers? Are they the ones controlling you and throwing you away, father?
Rulers. I don’t know who they are, Sung Il-Hwan shook his head.
-They simply gave me a chance to choose. I chose to protect you, and that choice was not wrong in the slightest.
As he answered, his hand, which had been caressing his son’s face, turned to ash and began to scatter.
– I wanted to talk more with you. I wanted to be with my son a little longer.
In the end, he made him erase his father twice from his son’s heart. Tears flowed from the eyes of Sung Il-Hwan, who tried to hold it in until the end.
– I’m sorry… that I couldn’t be a good father.
He ended with that as the rain started falling.
Sung Il-Hwan’s body turned to ashes. Even in the midst of flowing ash, Sung Il-Hwan could be seen. The look on his son’s face as he approaches to hug this ugly father’s crumbling body. The fierce anger in those eyes.
– AAAAAAAAHH!
Then the mana in the air vibrated. The sky, the air, and the ground wept.
– Can you hear me, Monarchs! You will definitely pay for what you have done today!
The roar of the angry Shadow Monarch shook the heavens and the earth.
‘…Shadow Monarch?’ That day Sung Il-Hwan got up from the bed, put his hand on his forehead and sighed.
‘Oh, oh my…’ Just like that, Sung Il-Hwan recalled the memories of his previous life that he forcibly erased in order to enjoy a normal life with his son. As always, everything has a meaning. Some time after Sung Il-Hwan recalled his previous life, Sung Jin-Woo went missing. Just like last time when he disappeared to wage a lonely war, but now the cataclysm occurred afterwards.
-Has the Earth changed back then?
Looking at the gate and the dungeon break that started again, Sung Il-Hwan could not hide his bitterness. But unfortunately, there was nothing the old man could do.
No, in fact, there are things you can do if you put your mind to it. Because he, who had grown old like this, had the same magical power as before. However, Sung Il-Hwan, who was already an old man, had no intention of making the same choice as before. Because the voice of his son, who always looked at him with resentment in his dreams, was strongly engraved in his head.
-Are you going to leave without a word again, Father?
‘No way. I can’t make the same mistake.’ Sung Il-Hwan chose. A long time ago, as soon as he awakened his magical power, he became a hunter and jumped into the dungeon without hesitation. For the noble mission to save the world by devoting oneself to the wealth and glory that follows.
‘But this time I’m protecting my family.’ In this life, Sung Il-Hwan still stayed by his wife’s side even though he had awakened his magical power. It is the young people’s job to protect the world. Therefore he chose to spend the rest of his life with his beloved wife, growing old in five years.
Of course, he used fishing as an excuse from time to time to properly clean the simple dungeons near his house before returning. But one day, what he discovered was a black market that had popped up near his house. Sung Il-Hwan thought to come out after doing a sneaky investigation with a light heart at first.
Unfortunately the moment he set foot in it, that moment he found the statue of the Itarim inside…
[Your soul, I must have it.]
‘!!!’
A bizarre voice penetrated Sung Il-Hwan’s mind.
* * *
SWHOOOM
WOOOOSH!!
Sung Il-Hwan approached Suho, narrowly avoiding the blue rays emitted from the eyes of the statue of the Itarim.
“Grandpa! What are you doing here!”
“Oh look who’s talking, I should be saying that to you! What are you doing here?”
“Because of you grandpa!”
Just then, Suho looked at Sung Il-Hwan up close, his eyes widened. Sung Il-Hwan had numerous Star Pieces all over his body unlike Kim Chul and other foreign believers that only had one stuck to their foreheads.
“Grandpa, what the hell is this…”
“Ah, this? I was caught by chance, so I almost suffered some modification.”
“Inventory!” Suho immediately opened his inventory and took out the ‘Item: Echo Forest Spring Water’. Then, avoiding the giant feet of the statue of Itarim descending from above to trample them, he passed the potion to Sung Il-Hwan’s mouth.
“Eat this first!”
Sung Il-Hwan drank the detoxifying potion. However, even in such an urgent situation, it felt quite pleasant to have a conversation with his grandson after a long time.
“This doesn’t seem very tasty. Is it really good for you?”
‘This isn’t the time to joke!’
Suho hit the zealots attacking from the side, and together with Sung Il-Hwan, escaped from the statue’s attack range.
An angry voice erupted from the mouth of the statue towards Sung Il-Hwan.
[You worthless mortal! High priest, rise up!]
Aaaaaaa!
As he said that, blue energy surged from Hwang Dong-Soo’s body on the floor and floated into the air. Hwang Dong-Soo, like Sung Il-Hwan, also had dozens of Star Pieces embedded all over his body.
[How on earth did you get away from the power of the Outer God Jewel!]
“It was only a trivial matter.” Sung Il-Hwan laughed at the words of the god. “I guess you guys don’t quite understand what worthless really means.” Then he touched the dozens of Star Pieces embedded in his body and said. “You’re going to brainwash me with these insignificant stones?”
FWOOM!
The statue’s attack shattered the ground he stood on.
“Wuaaaaa!” Hwang Dong-Soo, losing his temper, flew in and attacked them. The blue energy he emitted exploded and one side of the chapel collapsed. Sung Il-Hwan lightly got out of there and spread his arms. Surprisingly, dozens of Star Pieces embedded in his body wrapped around him, radiating blue energy, a glamor similar to that of brass.
Fwom!
The blue aura turned into a darker shade as Sung Il-Hwan’s hands grabbed the transforming mana around him. He swung it as if he were holding two daggers.
Slice slice slice slice!
Blue swords hacked through the air and attacked the statue and Hwang Dong-Soo.
[How dare you–! An unbeliever who has no reverence for God is trying to use divine power!]
The statue of the Itarim became even more angry and emitted blue rays from its eyes. At that moment…
“Grandfather!” Suho hit the statue’s leg with all his might.
Crack!
[!!!]
The balance of the divine statue collapsed and the direction of the blue ray was twisted in the opposite direction of Sung Il-Hwan,
“Oh my, when did my grandson grow up like this?” grinned with an expression of great admiration at seeing his grandson after a long time. “You really are just like your father, no one will be able to deny that after this!”
“Grandpa.” Suho broke Sung Il-Hwan’s joke and faced him forward with serious eyes. “Could you follow my instructions?” At those words, the corner of Sung Il-Hwan’s mouth went up.
“Alright.” At that moment, Sung Il-Hwan turned his head toward the statue, and his eyes changed as sharply as Suho’s. Suho ran towards the statue with all his might.
The blue ray of the god statue barely passed over Suho’s head.
“Haaaaaaaa!”
Suho raised his fist. But what he attacked was not the statue of God, rather the floor of the chapel where the statue stood.
CRACK!
[!!!]
In an instant, the divine statue’s balance was shaken.
“Now!” As if he had waited for those words, Sung Il-Hwan’s figure appeared in front of the statue.
――!
A blue light exploded.
T-ring!
[‘Blessing of Itarim: Rules of Cartenon Temple’ are canceled.]
Chapter 192
Pwak Pwah Pwah Pwah Pwah-!
A blue aura rages.
“This power! Give it back!” The Star Piece.
Dozens of Outer God Jewels were forcibly implanted in Sung Il-Hwan’s body. From there, the mana of the outer universe stretched out and was condensed into two daggers that exploded in his hands.
[How dare–!]
FWOOOM!
A blue ray of light, emanating from the eyes of the enraged god, split the wall in half.
[An insignificant mortal!]
BAAAM!
Qurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!
The chapel began to collapse under the power of the god who was extremely angry. However, the chapel was already meaningless. The ‘Debuff: Rules of the Temple of Cartenon’, which had already dominated the chapel, had been broken.
Whoop!
Finally, the coercive power that was strangling own Suho’s magical power disappeared.
“Good.” Suho’s eyes shone eerily. That gaze intersected in the air with that of Sung Il-Hwan, who was blocking the statue from above. Sung Il-Hwan was talking to Suho with his eyes.
‘Now, let’s see what you got.’
How much he has grown so far! Even though it happened suddenly, Sung Il-Hwan noticed quite a few things as soon as he saw Suho. How could he not? He was Sung Jin-Woo’s father, and Sung Jin-Woo was another father who raised a son he was more proud of than anyone else.
He was a warrior that was fighting out there to protect his son in a place where no one knew about.
Therefore… ‘I don’t need any explanation.’ It was already clear in Sung Il-Hwan’s eyes. ‘Show me your skills.’ Beneath Suho’s feet, the great shadow connected to the deep darkness. ‘How deep is your darkness!’ How much the grandson, who he had always thought of as a child, had grown!
“Arise!” Suho’s order has been given.
Whoaaaagh!
[Shadow extraction succeeded.]
[Shadow extraction succeeded.]
[Shadow extraction succeeded.]
At that compulsory order, new shadow soldiers rose from the corpses of the foreign believers who had melted in the rays of the god.
[Shadow Fanatic Lv.1]
[Shadow Fanatic Lv.1]
[Shadow Fanatic Lv.1]
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
Kyaaaaaaaa!
The foreign believers who came back from the dead were literally demons themselves. From them, fierce hatred for the false god, who used and betrayed their blind faith during their lifetime, erupted.
“All troops, charge!”
WUAAAAAAA!
At the command of Suho, the Shadow Legion roared in unison and stretched out toward the statue of Itarim.
[The stats of shadow soldiers fighting in the shadow of the caster increase by 50%.]
The monarch’s realm amplified its wrathful power.
[Ha ha ha ha! You detestable Outer God! I’ll crush you!]
Kim Chul, who was more enthusiastic than anyone else in his lifetime, now took the lead before anyone else and rushed to the statue of Itarim.
[You’re back, Iron!]
Beru was delighted and commanded the battlefield from above –Kim Chul– Iron’s head.
Quarreung!
The giant feet of the statue crushed the shadow soldiers mercilessly.
[Harmakan uses ‘Skill: Thorn of Pain’.]
[Harmakan uses ‘Skill: Damage Amplification’.]
Pwak Pwak!
Suho showed all his strength.
[Use ‘Skill: Rigid Body Art’.]
[‘Skill: Giant’s Armor’ is used.]
[The spiritual body of ‘Pet: Gray’ is strengthened in the body of the priest.]
[Use ‘Skill: Grassland Wind’.]
[Movement speed temporarily increases by 30%.]
[Attack speed temporarily increases by 30%.]
Shhhuunk!
As Suho grew in size, his silver hair fluttered like a lion’s mane.
“He…” Sung Il-Hwan couldn’t help but be a little embarrassed at Suho’s changed appearance. When did my tiny grandson grow up like that… Would you have changed like a fly?
[Use ‘Skill: Storm Slash’.]
Qurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrring!
However, as much as its appearance, the storm of blades from Suho’s sword attacked the statue with tremendous power.
“Ahh!!”
“Run away!”
When the chapel collapsed, the foreign believers scattered in a panic. The demons outside the chapel were also perplexed. It was then.
[My servants! Fight!]
Hwaaak!
Their expressions suddenly changed by the statue’s roar. They had long since lost their original selves due to being contaminated by the divinity of Itarim, and God’s command was absolute to them, the instilled faith remaining.
They jumped back into the collapsing building with blue ghostly eyes and attacked Suho’s army. However, the hunters who were purely using the black market without knowing anything were different.
“W-what is that?!”
“A moving stone statue!”
The Hunters suddenly widened their eyes at the appearance of a huge statue of God that appeared outside as the chapel building collapsed.
Despite coming here to evade taxes, they were still active hunters. Regardless of who started first, they instinctively raised all their magic power and prepared themselves for battle.
However…
Flash!
“!!!”
The Stardust necklace hanging around their necks suddenly reacted to the presence of the statue and emitted blue light. The light was weak compared to the Star Pieces, but it was enough.
“Ouch?!”
“!!!”
“Huh, why is the necklace–!”
Stardust necklaces around their necks held their bodies in the air like shackles. As if an evil spirit had possessed them.
“What, what is this—!”
“Kek kek!”
The hunters struggled in the air, exuding strange energy, struggling to remove the strangling necklace. At the same time
BOOM!
“!!!”
Red filled the scene. From the Hunter’s eyes bloody tears fell as he saw a large hole in the center of his body. Hwang Dong-Soo indifferently pulled out his fist that pierced the insides of the hunter and shook off the blood.
Thud.
He put his palms together with a reverent expression as he watched the fleetingly dying and crumbling corpse in front of him.
“I offer a sacrifice to the Great God.”
Suaaa
At that moment, the magic power remaining in the dead Hunter’s body was scattered like light powder. And that power became a ‘sacrificial offering’ that was absorbed into the statue of Itarim.
“What the–!!” The hunters who witnessed the shocking sight struggled to tear off the necklace with all their might.
Dduduk!
“No.. no no no No No NO–!”
BOOM!
“…I offer you a sacrifice.”
Another offering was added.
Unlike Sung Il-Hwan, Hwang Dong-Soo has already been completely contaminated by Itarim’s divinity. He glared at the non-believers, Sung Suho and Sung Il-Hwan, who were engaged in a fierce battle with the statue of Itarim with blue ghostly eyes.
“Tch, tch. How dare these impious bastards!”
He killed all the hunters in front of his eyes with the most frenzied momentum, and jumped into the battlefield to protect the statue.
Flash!
Just like Sung Il-Hwan, blue energy radiated from his body, but suddenly–
Ching!
“I guess I haven’t finished the job yet.”
Hwang Dong-Soo glared at Sung Il-Hwan, a gray-haired old man blocking his way, and gnashed his teeth.
“Sung Il-Hwan!”
“Don’t interfere with what my grandson is doing, why don’t we, old men, fight instead?”
“Don’t be so cocky with me! I was just caught off guard earlier!”
“Oh?”
At the words of Hwang Dong-Soo who shouted in anger, Sung Il-Hwan smiled faintly.
“Do you really think so?”
There was no further conversation from that point on because Hwang Dong-Soo started attacking him with all his might.
Bang!
An S-rank villain who became the high priest of Itarim, and an S-rank hunter who escaped from the false god by his own will. As the powers of the two collided, the outer universe’s magic tore through the air.
* * *
[Little Lord! Every time people die, the power of the statue keeps getting stronger!]
As Beru said, the statue of Itarim was absorbing the power of foreign believers and hunters wearing Stardust necklaces when they died. Even the scratches that had been cracked by the attack of the shadow army were recovering in an instant.
‘This will never end!’
Suho was calmly examining the situation even while dealing with Itarim’s personal statue. One thing was certain. That this gigantic new statue fighting now is not the real Itarim. ‘Because there’s no way my father would have allowed an Itarim to come to Earth.’ So, in the end, this guy is just a moving stone statue with some of the Itarim’s power.
‘At most, it’s just an alter ego like Arsha. And the fuel that moves the clone body is that blue magic power!’
Stand up!
Suho maximized his senses. Then, in his field of vision, the magic of the dead flowed into the statue of Itarim from all directions. And at the end of all that flow–
“Found it!”
Suho, who was attacking the idol, suddenly turned and soared upward.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
[!!!]
Suho, who ran vertically after stepping on the statue’s huge body, was aiming for the statue’s neck! There was a large necklace carved there, which seemed to be just an ordinary decoration, but the energy of the dead was gathering right there.
Geeeeing-!
The agitated statue shouted at Hwang Dong-Soo, emitting blue rays to block Suho.
[High priest! Stop him!]
However, Hwang Dong-Soo was not in a situation where he could obey that solemn order.
Clash!
Bang! Bang!
Sung Il-Hwan pressed down Hwang Dong-Soo with his brutal force.
“Keuk-!”
Eventually, blood fell from Hwang Dong-Soo’s mouth. He really hated to admit it, but now it was purely factual. Sung Il-Hwan. This gray-haired old man, who was to become the second High Priest after himself, ‘He is strong!’ Overwhelming too! ‘Why the hell is that when you are just the same as I am?! ‘
Despite being pushed helplessly by Sung Il-Hwan’s power, Hwang Dong-Soo gritted his teeth in resentment. What the hell is the difference between him and the old man?
“Both of us are S-rank, and the number of Outer God Jewels embedded in our bodies is the same! So why is there such a difference!?”
“You’re asking the obvious.” Sung Il-Hwan responded calmly as he pushed Hwang Dong-Soo, whose mood was worsening.
“It’s the difference between the bowls.”
“What is that…Are you talking nonsense!?” To Hwang Dong-Soo, who does not remember his previous life, these words can only be dismissed as nonsense. However, from Sung Il-Hwan’s point of view, there was no other answer as simple as this. Hwang Dong-Soo, was once an S-rank hunter only to then become the noble souls who fought to protect the world as a soldier for his son Sung Jin-woo.
However, the mission in his past life given to Sung Il-Hwan was different.
The moment Sung Il-Hwan’s fist was raised, the magical power of the outer universe was wrapped around it. Hwang Dong-Soo’s eyes widened as if tearing at that formidable power.
Flash!
Primordial light.
‘Fragments of Luminescence’ that are now called ‘Rulers’. At one time, they entrusted their powers to Sung Il-Hwan to stop the Shadow Monarch from descending. As time passed, circumstances changed, and new instructions were issued.
[Protect the Shadow Monarch.]
He was the Greatest Fragment of Brilliant Light, strongest among all Rulers and at the same time, the darkest King among Monarchs. It was absolutely impossible at the level of ‘national level hunters to achieve such a goal. In order to stop him and protect him…
“How much power do you think it would have taken?”
“!!!”
With those words, Sung Il-Hwan’s fist slammed into Hwang Dong-Soo. Yes. Sung Il-Hwan. With only one thought to protect his son, he fought a lonely fight, toiling himself until his body was crumbling. He was the most brilliant Hunter of all. The soul vessel of Sung Il-Hwan, who survived that noble and terrible end.
“And yet I’m still weak compared to before.” Outer cosmic magic? Outer God Jewel? Even with just this little effort, his bowl wasn’t even half full!
“!!!”
“Die and come back.”
That was the last memory Hwang Dong-Soo remembered.
Chapter 193
‘Where am I… what is…’
A deep abyss.
The spirit of Hwang Dong-Soo, who was falling endlessly toward the sea after death, caught a glimpse of a lantern.
‘Who am I…’
How unfortunate.
In front of his eyes, the panorama of his life flowed rapidly. Now that he took a better look at it, he had not lived such a great life.
I was born into a family that was a little less fortunate than others, then abandoned by my only older brother for being incompetent. By sheer luck, I became an S-rank villain, but soon after I was getting chased by that damned Choi Jong-In and Woo Jin-Chul!
Then I met ‘those guys’.
‘The Foreign Religion’.
At first, I thought it was just a multi-level company in the form of a common cult. However, as it turned out, the business they were doing was more diverse than I thought, and the scale was quite large. Above all, if it was for their own purposes, they had the terribleness of not caring about the damage of others at all. But this also gave me more confidence to work with them. It was much easier to deal with people who didn’t hide their desires than people who hid their true intentions and pretended to be hypocritical.
In addition, Hwang Dong-Soo, who was avoiding the Association, was in need of various information. In that aspect, the Foreign Religion Church was worth befriending because its intelligence was quite usable. Accordingly, Hwang Dong-Soo willingly joined hands with the Foreign Religion. Hwang Dong-Soo lended them their power, and they give Hwang Dong-Soo information. An equal trade relationship where you give each other what you give and receive what you receive. Yeah, that’s how it started.
‘Ah, then I came all the way to Yangpyeong…’
From Hwang Dong-Soo’s point of view, this request wasn’t particularly difficult. To attack the field dungeon that occurred in Yangpyeong without anyone knowing. To be precise, it was a very simple request to wipe out all the monsters there and help the Foreign Protestant Church open the black market in front of them.
However, ‘…They tricked me!’
Grrr!
Hwang Dong-Soo’s spirit gritted his teeth fiercely. It was only after he died that he came to his senses. He remembered what the Foreign Religion had done to him.
A field type dungeon in Yangpyeong. From the beginning, there was a suspicious shamanic formation around it. At the time, he thought it was a characteristic of the dungeon, but in fact, the spell was a trap prepared for Hwang Dong-Soo by the Foreign Religion Church. And from the moment Hwang Dong-Soo set foot there, he was in a beautiful state of being under a spell. Like a mantis caught in a spider’s web.
Whenever he was praying fervently in the chapel, somewhere in that great world, the Itarim, a foreign being, would always give him a great revelation.
[Spread the Stardust far and wide.]
[Then a huge door will open in this land.]
[Open the door and the Itarim will come.]
[Itarim will come…]
Ah, the Itarim!
‘…I can’t believe I was tricked with that bullshit!’
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
Hwang Dong-Soo’s soul could not hide his resentment. Far below, he could see the afterlife sea opening its mouth at him.
I didn’t want to go there.
Why?
Are you angry about being played by the Foreign Religion?
You want to get revenge on them?
No.
A more fundamental reason, he had realized that he had an extremely important mission.
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
Hwang Dong-Soo’s soul opened its mouth and roared. He struggled with his arms and struggled to get out of the terrible sea that was engulfing him. And he eagerly stretched out his hand toward that high place, that distant sky from which he had fallen.
‘I can’t die like this!’
‘I will come back!’
‘I am…!’
‘I am!’
At the end of Hwang Dong-Soo’s desperate gaze, in the distant sky, an extremely fierce battle was taking place even at this moment.
Clash! Break!
Rrrrrumble!
Statue of the Itarim.
A huge stone statue made by Foreign Religions in the shape of the Itarim!
Alongside it, there was a tiny human being fighting a battle against that huge monster!
‘!!!’ Hwang Dong-Soo looked at his face. He saw those eyes. He witnessed the darkness unfolding in the hunter’s hands. Then, instinctively, he realized an important truth, who that young man is. The one whose darkness resembles ‘Him’, a great being unlike the Itarim!
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
[Please save me! My dying soul!]
‘Greed’ roared.
At that moment, ‘Suho’, who was fighting with Itarim’s statue, turned his head to see him. His eyes found the soul of Hwang Dong-Soo, who was slowly burying and disappearing into the sea after death. He found his desperate hand. Suho reached out and grabbed him without hesitation.
“Arise,”
!!!
“Greed.”
T-ring!
[Shadow extraction succeeded.]
[Kuaaaaaa!]
Greed took his hand and raised himself from the sea of death. Then, with the momentum of an active volcano, he jumped straight up and punched the face of the goddamn god Itarim in front of him.
Crack–BAM!
Half of the statue’s face exploded and was smashed.
[Ahh! How dare you betray me!]
Along with a tremendous killing blow, the giant hand of the god statue flew and crushed Greed’s body.
Bang!
However,
[You dare!]
Greed, which blocked the giant palm of the statue of God with force, slowly emerged from underneath it.
[Greed Lv.1]
General rank!
[Are you trying to trick me, who was once in the Shadow Army?]
[Kieek! You’re back, Greed!]
[Greed!]
Beru and Iron cheered as they welcomed Greed’s return. Greed recognized them too and his eyes lit up. However, it was not a situation to share the joy of a leisurely reunion.
[Everyone–]
Like Iron, Greed, who returned as a shadow soldier after a long time, instinctively knew Suho’s identity. And the role he will play as the strongest soldier here.
[Help the young lord! I will take the vanguard!]
Fwom!
At that moment, all the shadow soldiers rushed towards Itarim’s statue along the Greed. And all of those attacks were unleashed on the necklace of the statue that Suho was attacking.
Bam Bam Bam Bam Pwaoh!
Stone Pieces bounced in all directions, and eventually the statue’s necklace was cracked. However, Greed, who was the high priest of the Itarim, knew that the statue’s real weakness was hidden inside the necklace.
Shugak-!
The nucleus of the statue revealed outside was cut out.
T-ring!
[You have eliminated the statue of the Foreign Religious Church.]
[Your level has risen!]
[Your level has risen!]
[Your level has risen!]
[Your level has risen!]
Crrraaakkk!
Before Suho, who had achieved a tremendous level-up, could be happy, the huge new statue began to collapse on the spot. And the aftermath was directed to the people who remained nearby.
“Ahh!” The surviving foreign cultists, demons, and ordinary hunters scattered in confusion as stone fragments rained down on their heads.
“Protect Grandpa!” It was Greed who jumped out faster than anyone else at Suho’s cry.
[Sung Il-Hwan! I’m here to save you!]
“…Hah look at your sudden change of attitude.” Sung Il-Hwan, who was sitting on the floor exhausted after pouring all his energy into it, burst out laughing. Then he was meekly grabbed by Greed’s arm and got out of there.
[Gwa! Sir are you okay?]
“Ah you already know such an answer.”
Blood flowed from Sung Il-Hwan’s mouth as he smiled and replied. Seeing that, Greed hurriedly brought Sung Il-Hwan in front of Suho.
[Little Lord! Come on, the potion!]
“!!!” Suho was surprised to see Sung Il-Hwan’s condition and took out a healing potion and fed it to him. However, even after receiving and drinking the potion, Sung Il-Hwan’s complexion did not improve at all. It was natural. Even though the idol was destroyed, dozens of Star Pieces were still implanted all over his body.
[Kieheek! Sung Il-Hwan!]
“Grandpa! Here drink another bottle! this one too, and this one…” Suho and Beru hurriedly took out all the mana potions and detox potions and poured them into his mouth. However, Sung Il-Hwan was just proud of his grandson who was so concerned about him.
“Haha. There’s no need to fuss. This old man is not dead yet, so stop it.” Sung Il-Hwan stretched out with an open mind. However, an ominous blue aura was still leaking from every corner of his body.
“Greed.” Suho glared at Greed, who was the high priest of Itarim, and asked. “Tell me everything you know. What’s my grandfather’s condition?” Greed had dozens of Star Pieces on his body, just like Sung Il-Hwan, so he must have known something. In addition, since all the memories of the previous life were returned, Greed knew the most among them.
[Now Sung Il-Hwan’s condition is…]
Greed opened his mouth with a calm expression and looked at the Star Pieces embedded in Sung Il-Hwan’s body. Shit shit shit. His body was finely cracked around the Star Pieces embedded in his body.
[A Star Piece is an item that causes a rift in the dimension to bring in the magic of the outer universe. In other words, it is similar to a micro-gate.]
“A gate?” At those words, Suho raised his eyes.
“Hehehe.” It was Sung Il-Hwan, whose lips were twitching with a shy expression at Suho’s words. Over the past few years, he had a bad relationship with Suho, but that was entirely the result of the information each knew.
From Sung Il-Hwan’s point of view, he obviously knew that Sung Jin-Woo was a Shadow Monarch, so even if he suddenly disappeared, he didn’t have to worry too much. From the standpoint of Suho, the son of Sung Jin-Woo, who wouldn’t think their grandfather would be so uncaring upon reacting calmly to their son’s disappearance?
However, seeing that Beru was next to him, it seemed that those misunderstandings had been resolved without reconciliation. Now, seeing his grandson restlessly looking after himself after a long time, the feeling of being tickled somewhere was not too bad.
“Hmm. Don’t worry too much. I know my body well.” Sung Il-Hwan suppressed the corners of his mouth as much as possible and patted Suho’s back with a solemn expression. Then he turned his eyes and looked at the gate he came out of. “Suho, let’s go inside for now.”
“To the dungeon?”
“Yes.”
Only then did Suho’s eyes turn to the gate Sung Il-Hwan was pointing at.
Chapter 194
He pointed to the gate where Sung Il-Hwan came out.
The appearance of that gate was quite different from the ones Suho had seen so far. Common gates are basically round in shape. Of course, although the size may vary slightly or the shape may be distorted, it is basically in the form of a ‘hole’ in the air.
On the other hand, the gate through which Sung Il-Hwan escaped is a ‘crack’ itself. It was as if the walls of the dimension had been randomly torn to shreds and were shaking unsteadily.
‘It looks the same as the sky I saw in the Glacier Dungeon.’
The sky of the Glacier Dungeon was torn apart with countless rifts intertwined. Although the scale is very small, Suho thought it was similar to the scenery there.
“Know in advance. Beyond this is not an ordinary dungeon.”
Sung Il-Hwan muttered with a serious expression as he and Suho walked in front of the gate. At those words, Greed, the former high priest of the Itarim, and Iron, the general priest, followed suit and began to add information they knew one by one.
[Small Lord, here in Yangpyeong, several field dungeons have been intentionally neglected.]
[Those field-type dungeons gradually expanded their territory and soon merged into one.]
[This will further distort the rift, further tearing the dimensional wall. Just like this.]
A phenomenon called ‘Unification of Cracks’ or ‘Acceleration of ‘Cracks’. However, there was no need to use such difficult expressions, and Beru, who was the tutor of young Suho, explained it very easily.
[This is a simple principle. If one gate is called a ‘dot’, then when two gates are connected to each other, it becomes a ‘line’. And if 3 or more gates are connected together…]
Crack! cr-crakle!
[It becomes a ‘node’ like this.]
Beru muttered as he glared at the gate that had come right in front of him with narrow eyes.
[And when a spoonful of Itarim’s tricks are added to this, it seems that the gate to the ‘void’ is artificially created.]
“The void?”
[Yes. The dimensional gap.]
A ‘dungeon’ refers to a world in another dimension far from Earth.
‘Gate’ means the passage that connects the two dimensions.
And ‘Void’ is literally the gap that exists between those dimensions.
[Nothing exists, and yet it is an empty space where anything can exist.]
It meant that the place where Sung Jin-Woo had wandered aimlessly in search of the Monarchs with the shadow army existed beyond this gate.
[So, the Foreign Religion Church also called this phenomenon ‘Void’ as the name suggests.]
[The ultimate goal of the Foreign Protestant Church is to spread this ‘Void Gate’ all over the earth, ultimately creating a super-large rift that connects directly to the outer universe where they are located.]
After turning former High Priests and Priests into soldiers, insider information was coming out easily.
[The reason why the foreign believers built the chapel here in the first place is also because they have to create a statue of a god near this void gate in order to connect the ritual of the Itarim…]
“Now, wait a minute.” Esil, who was listening to their conversation, suddenly grabbed Sung Il-Hwan’s hem from behind with a serious expression. “Then doesn’t that mean that the Itarim might be there once you go inside? How can you go in there without any preparation then?” At Esil’s concern, Sung Il-Hwan smiled warmly and patted Esil’s head.
“That is not an issue. I already went in once.”
[It is impossible to reach outer space with only three or four dungeons combined.]
[If so, we would have already been invaded by Itarim.]
“COUGH–.”
Suddenly, Sung Il-Hwan started coughing up blood again, and after hearing all the explanations, Suho finally realized what was going on in Sung Il-Hwan’s body. If one Star Piece is a ‘dot’, two are ‘lines’. And more than three… It can’t be, a ‘void’ was occurring in the body of Sung Il-Hwan, who had dozens of Star Pieces embedded in one body.
“…A void is about to occur in your body, grandpa.”
“Haha. Yes, it’s easy to understand. I’m kind of like a walking gate right now. If I continue like this, my body will eventually be torn apart and create a dimensional rift.”
“…Let’s go in.” Suho stepped into the gate with a firm look on his face. Right now it’s just a temporary measure, but it’s one thing he can do right away. If you don’t want the dimensional rift to occur in your body, then you just have to go directly into the dimensional rift.
Shuwaaaak
And so they passed through the ominous blazing gate, into the void. Soon, a bizarrely distorted world unfolded before them. A wide open horizon was visible in the distance, and a land full of jumbled and chaotic shimmer appeared up front.
This place was the gap of the dimension, the void.
“Beru.”
[Yes.]
Suho saw this bizarre world and called Beru. “Is this the place where my father has been wandering for decades?”
[That’s right. In order to find the dimension of monarchs, like the Tombs of the Light Dragons… he had to wander around aimlessly and find his way.]
At Suho’s grumbling words, Beru nodded heavily as he recalled that time.
[Looking back, the journey was indeed long and arduous. One day, the lord expressed it as such, saying that it feels like he was floating on an endless desert.]
“A desert…” Suho couldn’t say anything at the sound of those words. Sung Il-Hwan also bit his lip at those words and muttered.
“Yes, this is where Jin-Woo…”
Sung Jin-Woo, this empty world where his one and only son wandered for decades with the mission to protect the world. He couldn’t express the feelings in his heart as a father who came to look at this place a long time ago. However, regardless of their feelings, it was fortunate that from the moment they entered this place, the ominous cracks in Sung Il-Hwan’s body completely stabilized.
Greed, who was in exactly the same situation as him, explained with great relief.
[For this reason, it is safe for the High Priests of the Foreign Religious Church to stay within this area as much as possible. It’s okay to go out for a short time, but after using the power of the Star Pieces excessively like before, if you don’t hurry up and come inside, your body could be shattered.]
At those words, Suho looked at Sung Il-Hwan’s complexion again. “Grandpa, are you all right now?”
“Yes. Much better.” Sung Il-Hwan, who seemed like he was about to collapse at any moment, was feeling better than before, almost as if he hadn’t been ill in the first place. The effect of drinking the potion was finally revealed as well.
[However, if this happens, Mr Sung Il-Hwan will likely have to continue to be confined here.]
Beru looked at Sung Il-Hwan and shed tears with a very sad expression. Suho looked back at the Greed and Iron and asked. “Is there any way to rip the Star Piece out of his body?”
[It is already a risk to get one out. And the high priest class is full of Star Pieces…]
“Then… Can’t he just stay in my shadow?”
[The Shadow Dungeon is still a dungeon. It is much better for him to be safe in the void…]
“Hm…”
No matter how much he thought about it, when the conclusion was the same, Suho’s expression became serious. In order to evoke the gloomy atmosphere, Sung Il-Hwan smiled and patted Suho on the back.
“Haha. don’t take it too seriously Jin-Woo has been wandering here for decades. You can think of it as a small traveling trip for a while. Your grandma would likely be worried but as long as I don’t use magic, I can go out for a while, and that’s no problem. Oh, right, I have to go and visit her right now.”
“Ah, that’s right, Grandma.” Only then was Suho reminded of his grandmother and aunt, who were still waiting anxiously at the association.
* * *
“Honey!”
“Dad!”
When Suho and Sung Il-Hwan returned to the Yangpyeong branch, many people were waiting for them there. First, Suho’s grandmother and aunt were hugged by Sung Il-Hwan crying. Suho turned his gaze and looked at the association hunters who were almost ready for war behind them.
“Hunter Sung Suho, welcome.” Team leader Han Jae-Hyeok had gathered all the power of the association that could be summoned immediately to hit the black market. He approached Suho with a joyous spirit. “We have already interrogated the Yangpyeong branch manager and figured out the whole situation. Would you like to go with me?”
“You are always one step late.”
“I’m glad– wait what?”
“It is over.”
“Wha- what do you mean?”
“I killed the ones you were going to kill, and captured the rest.”
“… ” Suho was a bit embarrassed by team leader Han Jae-Hyeok’s confused expression. On the way back, Suho killed all the demons in the black market and earned experience points. And the hunters who used the black market were arrested by the Association hunters. Team leader Han Jae-Hyeok said that since they were caught on charges of tax evasion rather than being villains, they would face huge fines. And the disposal of the most important thing in this case remained.
“The Association has decided to confiscate all Stardust necklaces sold on the market. The same goes for the Star Pieces in the black market.”
“Then how will they be disposed of? The fault for this incident must be on the Association’s side as well.”
“First of all, the president of the association is still in North Korea, so the specific plan…”
“As the president of the association…”
Chills.
Team leader Han Jae-Hyeok, who was talking with Suho for a moment, suddenly got goosebumps.
“Tell me… How far can I trust the Association?”
“…!” When he met Suho’s black eyes staring at him, he felt as if he was falling into a distant darkness. But was it because of the mood? The thick and heavy air suddenly became lighter with a hook, and Suho smiled at team leader Han Jae-Hyeok and said.
“How about we do this instead.”
“…Yes?”
“Anyways, because of this incident, the Association has lost my trust, and since I solved the black market problem, I will keep all the Star Pieces. Even the Stardust necklaces I retrieved.”
“No wait, that’s a bit…”
“By the way, this is not a proposal.”
“…” There was nothing more that team leader Han Jae-Hyeok could say at the aura felt from Suho.
* * *
In this way, Suho was handed all the Star Pieces and Stardust necklaces spread across the country.
“So what are you going to use this for?” Upon Beru’s question, Suho immediately opened the shop window.
“I will sell everything for gold of course.”
[Kieek! Such a brilliant idea!]
Beru was greatly impressed by Suho’s wisdom. However, this was not the end of Suho’s plan.
Ching. Ching.
Since the amount of Star Pieces and Stardust necklaces were considerable, the shop’s gold, which had been on the bottom for a while, piled up quickly. And Suho used this gold to buy a bunch of potions. Just mana potions.
[Kieek? Isn’t that a healing potion?]
When Suho, who knew he would find a way to improve Sung Il-Hwan’s condition right away, suddenly bought a mana potion, Beru put on a puzzled expression. “Potions aren’t enough.” In the process of killing demons in the black market, Suho had already tested to see if there was a safe way to tear off a Star Piece from their forehead. The results were all failures. They all died with broken heads. In other words, Sung Il-Hwan could not be saved with just a potion.
“Instead I need to make a divine water of life.”
[!!!]
Beru’s eyes widened at Suho’s words. Suho recalled the ingredients of the divine water of life.
Spring water in the Echo Forest.
Fragments of the World Tree.
Purified Demon King’s blood.
Suho had asked dead Monarchs about the fragments of the World Tree before, and the answer that came back was the same.
[The King of Beasts, the Beast Monarch shrugs.]
[The Queen of Insects, the Monarch of Plague, tilts her head with a pensive expression.]
[The King of Snowfolk, the Frost Monarch, says that if there is one that knows the location of the World Tree, there is probably only one.]
That one is…
The King of demonic specters, the Monarch of Transfiguration. Only Yogmund, the Monarch of the fantasy world who had the ability to cross all dimensions by opening the gates at will, would know its location. He couldn’t think of a way to ask the Monarch who had already died. Suddenly a thought ran through Suho’s head.
The final battle.
The strongest monarch, The Dragon Emperor, whom the Shadow Monarch Sung Jin-Woo fought until the very end. What was the reason that the dragon was able to fight Sung Jin-Woo until the last moment in the first place? Wasn’t it because the Transfiguration Monarch cooperated with him and opened countless gates for the Dragon Emperor’s army? Therefore,
“If it’s the Dragon Emperor, he might know something.”
Chin.
[You have entered The Shadow Dungeon.]
Suho picked up the ‘Kamish Egg’ that was kept in the corner of the pyramid. Next to it, he piled up a huge amount of mana potions, put one of them in his mouth and muttered with a meaningful expression.
“This bastard, I will hatch it today.”
Shuwaaaa-!
In this way, a great amount of magical power began to be injected into Kamish’s egg, endlessly.
Chapter 195
…Ominous, something’s ominous.
Arsha, the queen bee, was watching from a distance what Suho was doing, looking very nervous.
Fwooosh!
The endless aura of magic from Suho caused the pyramid of Ammut to vibrate with great ominousness. Meanwhile, Ammut, the owner of this place, was watching all these phenomena with interest.
[Is it really possible for dragon eggs to hatch with such a trick?]
In theory, it wasn’t wrong. However, it was unclear whether a normal Dragon Clan could be born in this way. Right now, that egg is too small for a normal egg. Originally, that egg would have been steadily showered by its parent dragon for many years, and the egg should have been 10 times larger than it is now. However, his parents, Kamish, died beforehand, leaving him premature. Although it could also be because Suho, who wasn’t even a dragon, was giving him a mana shower and he didn’t think about increasing the size of the egg itself at all.
[…Perhaps, at best, they will be born premature, or they may be born dead.]
At Arsha’s words, Beru, who had been chewing on a pile of mana stones that he had smuggled out of the black market, laughed loudly.
[You should know that the Dragon Clan is comparable to the noble blood of our Young Liege! Instead of the magic power of the in significant Dragon Tribe, the Little Lord Himself is feeding it with his magic power, and you should know that it is rather glorious!]
[… I’ll just shut up.]
Ammut left Beru behind and approached Suho for a daily quest.
[Now, hatching eggs is important, but start with today’s training and then move on.]
“Oh, it’s time already.” Suho jumps up without saying a word. But he still had Kamish’s egg in his hand. At that, Ammut burst out laughing.
[Are you going to keep holding it during training?]
“Absolutely. My grandfather’s health depends on it, and I don’t want to waste my time.”
While answering, Suho was still breathing magic into Kamish’s egg. At that eager look, Ammut’s smile rose to the point where the corners of his mouth tore up.
“So you are going to do push ups with one arm up!”
“It’s not much.”
Suho was bandaged all over his body like a mummy. At this, Ammut chuckled, looking even more satisfied.
[Let’s start from scratch today!]
Too-doo-crack!
Before he could finish his words, Suho’s arm began to do push-ups, and there was an exciting, bone-breaking sound. However, Suho only frowned slightly, and continued to do push-ups with one arm. And with his other hand, he continued to infuse magic into Kamish’s eggs.
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Arsha, who watched the terrible priestly relationship from a distance, looked fed up.
Shwaaaaa
In the meantime, Kamish’s eggs were awaiting the time of hatching little by little, with an ominous aura.
* **
And so a day passed, two days passed, and then the third day. Contrary to Suho’s rant that he would finish it in one day, Kamish’s eggs still showed no signs of hatching. In the first place, it was impossible for the dragons to complete in one day what they had to do for so many years. However, Suho was also desperate about Sung-Il-hwan’s well-being, and he had already been wrestling with Kamish’s egg for three days without sleep.
“Our Suho is suffering so much because of this foolish grandfather.” Worried about Suho, he visited the shadow dungeon for a while, and Sung Il-Hwan muttered with a bitter expression. But even in the meantime, there were signs of a crack in his body. He had to return quickly to the void before it became dangerous…
Cr–Crack crack!
It was then.
“Huh?”
“Oh.”
[Kiek?]
“Quack?” In an instant, everyone’s eyes widened. At last, the Kamish’s eggs were beginning to hatch!
[The Beast Monarch, King of Beasts, lifts up his ears.]
[The Queen of Insects, Plague Monarch, folds her arms and watches.]
[The King of Snowfolk, Frost Monarch…]
Even for the deceased monarchs, the hatching of Kamish’s eggs was of primary concern. After all, isn’t it logical to think that the dragon would be the descendant of the Dragon King and Destruction Monarch, Antares? At this moment a successor is born who will inherit the power of one of the most powerful monarchs in the world with the exception of the Shadow Monarch.
[ You almost got it there Young Liege! You just need to push harder!]
With Beru’s support, Suho put another bottle of mana potion in his mouth and poured out his magic power with all his might, until finally–
Crack!
Breaking open the egg, a small lizard poked its face out of it.
“Oh, It hatched!”
[Kieeeeek! It really hatched!]
[Hwaa, to think that…]
Everyone shouted Hurray! at the same time, while Arsha was the only one who closed her eyes and sighed.
‘… He actually hatched the egg.’
Finally… That dangerous race was born on this earth.
And indeed, the look in Arsha’s eyes was truly terrifying.
Short black horns sticking out of the head. An elongated body and tail that looks like a lizard. Attached to its side are short limbs, stubby black claws, and small wings. It was only small in size, but it was a hatchling cub of the dragon clan. For some reason, after he had broken out of the egg he stared into the void.
‘Can you see?’ Suho was worried about the look. After all, he wasn’t born normally, so he couldn’t help but be worried. But those worries were over-founded.
Boom!
Suddenly, he came to his senses, stared straight ahead, his eyes wide open. Then his eyes met Suho’s, who was holding him with both hands.
Blink blink.
The dragon blinked his round eyes, smiled broadly at Suho, and opened his mouth.
“… Beep!”
T-ring!
[‘Pets: Red Dragon Lv.1’]
“Oh!” It’s been a long time since the pet system kicked in! And a name tag sprung up above the baby dragon’s head.
[?? Lv.1]
Red Dragon
“Oh, you just became a pet, right? Is it because you were born from the magic I fed you?” Suho muttered, looking at the system message in front of him. In retrospect, it was similar to Gray’s tame.
T-ring!
[You can give your pet a name.]
[Please choose a name for your pet.]
‘A name.’ Suho, who had been pondering the name for a while, suddenly heard a growl next to him.
“Grrrr.”
Was there an instinctive sense of competition between them? Suddenly, the first pet, Gray, began barking viciously, glaring at the dragon cub from the side. “Woof! Woof!!” The way he wrinkled his nose and bared his teeth fiercely was incredibly rude.
[The Beast Monarch, King of Beasts, nods in satisfaction at the valiant appearance of his heir.]
Such proudness only lasted for a moment.
Tilt.
“Beep?”
At the sudden noise, the baby dragon’s head turned to the side and looked at Gray.
“….” All of a sudden, Gray closed his mouth with a stolid face and lowered his gaze as if he hadn’t said anything in the first place.
“Beep?”
“….” The dragon cub tilted his head in wonder, but Gray still kept his head down and didn’t look up. The baby dragon turned its head to look at Suho again, and Gray’s expression instantly turned into a vicious expression as he began to growl at the baby dragon.
“Grrrr!”
“Beep?”
“….” Of course, when the dragon looked at him again, Gray quickly calmed down again, closed his mouth, and rolled his eyes. A surprising shift in posture. He didn’t even forget to hide his tail under his hips.
At its appearance, there was a mixture of emotions among the dead monarchs.
[The Beast Monarch, groans.]
[The King of Snowfolk , the Frost Monarch, laughs.]
[The Queen of Insects, the Plague Monarch, laughs and squirms.]
Suho felt sorry for Gray, but he also couldn’t hold back his laughter either. “I guess he’s higher in rank than Gray.”
[It’s natural, no matter how abnormally born you are, no matter how small your size is, the dragon clan is the dragon clan– Waah?!]
Shhh-
Suddenly something as fast as a whip flew out of Arsha’s body, which was answering Suho’s words, and snatched her away in an instant.
[Sa, please save me, Suho–!]
The culprit is none other than the dragon cub. Arsha’s desperate screams faded from the mouth of the baby dragon as it munched on its cheeks.
Gulp.
It was indeed an accident that happened in an instant. But before Suho could worry, Arsha appeared from behind again, looking intact.
[Phew. Don’t worry, luckily I was in a separate body– Crap!]
Swoop!
[…!]
And once again, it was a baby dragon that snatched Arsha with its long tongue, had devoured her.
“Beep!”
Then, at the look on his face that looked so bright and wide towards Suho, Suho couldn’t help but laugh. Once again there was a split of emotions between the dead monarchs.
[The Queen of Insects, the Plague Monarch, drops her head with her face covered.]
[The King of Snowfolk, the Frost Monarch, laughs.]
“Oh my gosh, he is not just some kind of frog. He’s a real apex predator.”
Seeing that, Suho smiled and decided on the guy’s name.
“Then should his name be Frog or–”
“No, wait. Um, Suho?” Sung Il-Hwan, who held Suho’s shoulder with his chin, said with a serious face. “We are in a position where we have to ask the Dragon Emperor for a favor now, so why don’t you choose the name of his successor a little more carefully?”
“Oh, I’m sure you’re right. Then….”
Sung Il-Hwan breathed a sigh of relief. After all, his life depends on it.
As he pondered the name again, Suho remembered a character name from a game he had played before.
It just so happened that the character was also a spirit lord who dealt with fire, so it seemed appropriate to name the red dragon with it.
“… Ragnaros. No, maybe ‘Ragnar’ for short.”
T-ring!
Once they had chosen a name, a new name came to the head of the baby dragon that was sitting quietly in Suho’s hands, rolling its eyeballs as Arsha waited for her to approach again.
[Ragnar Lv.1]
Red Dragon
“Yes. That’s much better than a frog.”
Only then did Sung Il-Hwan nod in relief when suddenly–
FWOOM!
“!!!!”
The moment Ragnar got a name. Suddenly, dark red flames began to burn all over Ragnar’s body from Suho’s hands.
“Beep!”
The moment when Ragnar let out a long cry for Suho–
T-ring!
[Passive skill ‘(Unknown)’ is triggered.]
Suddenly, he felt the sensation of time stopping as joy appeared in Suho’s eyes. The plan had worked! Suho was so glad he was able to meet the dead Monarch right away! But something was odd.
Flash!
‘AHH!
Suddenly, a terrible scream burst from Suho’s mouth. This time, for some reason, something was very different from the case of other monarchs.
Whoops!
“AAA AAA HOT! HOT!”
It’s so hot!
Suho felt like he was being swallowed by boiling oil!
A tremendous burning pain had rushed down his throat and started burning the veins of his body!
Eventually, Suho’s shadow bubbled up, turning into pitch black salt and burning him whole. In the midst of that terrible suffering, Suho’s consciousness was gradually sucked into the darkness and…
Guuuooo
The end of the deep, deep abyss. In an empty black and white world that has swallowed up even light. Suho finally faced it. A man perched on top of the head of a giant dragon. ‘That’s…!’
The Emperor.
Antares, King of Dragons, The Destruction Monarch. He scanned Suho’s whole body with a look of utter arrogance before speaking,
[You.]
At the familiar aura he felt from Suho, The Emperor suddenly smiled brightly, showing his teeth with a vicious expression on his face.
[… Son of Death!]
FWAAA!
At that moment, a flesh hotter and more vicious than the boiling lava engulfed Suho.
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