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At first, it was a red dot.

The dot started to grow larger, and soon it became a sphere.

‘Here.’

It grew in size.

Originally, that was the case.

The Eternal Sun was literally the sun—a point that burned everything.

However, that wasn’t good. There was no certainty that it could kill that guy.

And.

‘Shin Yura is in danger.’

She was necessary.

She was brought to crush the Demon King because she was needed.

But that was not all.

Lately, these guys had been on my mind.

Flare.

The extreme of flames.

It was continuously compressed.

Normally, it was impossible. But I fully ‘understood’ my traits.

I didn’t know about my unique traits, but I definitely understood the Eternal Sun.

Compress and compress. Condense it to a single point without increasing the size.

Continuously.

When compressed like that, the sphere of flame, only the size of my fist, began to glow white-hot.

‘Compression at its limit.’

The resulting increase in destructive power.

However, the range itself was small. But it didn’t matter.

“Oh, is that magic? Sorry, but magic to me is…….”

“You, you got hit like this last time too.”

I step[ed on the Wind God’s Steps.

My body accelerated in an instant. It felt as if I was passing through space itself, stepping forward using the footwork.

“……!!”

His eyes widened.

Having acquired the Wind God, the Wind God’s Steps had leveled up, so he lost track of me.

The white-hot flame.

Just like that.

Crash!!

I smashed it into his face.

“Arghhhhh!!”

The white flame burned fiercely.

But I knew. This wouldn’t inflict many wounds on him.

‘Quickly.’

I moved while accelerating.

I grabbed the spear shaft with both hands. Woom woom woom!

A gray flame was applied to the spear blade. Heaven-Surrendering Flag.

Vroom vroom vroom!!

The Heaven-Surrendering Flag twisted like threads. It condensed into a starlight.

Sword Qi.

Heaven-Surrendering Qi.

His eyes widened.

‘How much strength did I use?’

Regardless, my mind kept turning.

How much he invested in this dungeon, or the extent of his binding power here.

His power.

Deception.

It was bound.

The points I gathered desperately.

They would restrict his power. Even if he specialized in deception, he couldn’t retrieve them all at once.

Others might not know, but the power he invested here couldn’t be easily withdrawn.

That was why it was important.

‘Can I end it in this state?’

Demon King.

Those guys were tiresome and dangerous. The injuries that guy got from me hadn’t healed yet. His powers were still bound.

On top of that, he used quite a bit of magic.

His minions weren’t here either. There were many factors in my favor. But could I kill him?

When I asked myself that, there was a bit of doubt.

Could I kill him here?

‘Impossible.’

He leapt backward.

He seemed relaxed at a glance. But he was also in a hurry. What I could do.

I couldn’t kill him. But I could inflict serious wounds.

At the very least, it was easy to make him unable to do anything here on Earth.

But should I be satisfied with that?

‘Manifestation of Thoughts, should I use it?’

That temptation arose.

To be honest, every time I used the Manifestation of Thoughts, it sustained permanent damage.

However.

Do you think I didn’t take any follow-up actions? My Manifestation of Thoughts required using everything for it to emerge.

It was not as outstanding as the Manifestation of Thoughts that carried permanent damage.

However, I could assure you that it could defeat most trivial foes with just that one thing.

My second Manifestation of Thoughts was of that kind.

No, it was a waste to use such a thing here.

‘However.’

Keep it in mind. Nothing was absolute. If the foe made a last desperate move, it might be a bit challenging to block it alone.

‘You said you stood against the Demon, right?’

That guy might have reached out to that guy.

So, keep Manifestation of Thoughts in mind.

Crackle.

The ashen flame transformed into lightning. The lightning charged. Whoosh! The wind extended from the Wind God’s Spear.

Crunch.

The Wind God’s Spear severed the foe’s limbs.

‘Roughly, how much time is left?’

Your life.

Half of it had to be uncovered here.

Han Seojin slowly looked at the opponent.

The opponent, the enemy, was glaring at Han Seojin with creaking movements.

The enemy.

The demon king was a being of deception. The power granted to him by the demon god was deception.

His name was King of the Underworld.

A false king.

Therefore, everything about him was false.

Even his current movements, even his current seemingly dangerous state.

As he created a deception about his state, his body began to recover. Limbs that were severed and a body scorched by white flames regenerated in an instant.

‘Is it dangerous?’

He asked himself.

There wasn’t much certainty in the answer.

‘It’s dangerous.’

The current danger was real.

Those ashen flames were dangerous. That power called Heaven-Surrendering Godly Technique inflicted massive damage to his soul.

It wouldn’t kill him.

The power of the Demon God could not be killed even with the enlightenment of the morning star and the strength of the Divine Thunderbolt.

It was impossible to kill with the essence of the Heaven-Surrendering Godly Technique.

It might be possible if something more was done, going one step further.

But that was not the current state.

So Han Seojin, the current Han Seojin, could not kill the Demon King.

Since it was an existence that could not be killed by the Heaven-Surrendering Godly Technique or the Divine Thunderbolt, they were in danger.

‘However.’

The power it granted inflicted a spiritual blow on oneself.

On Earth, nothing could be done.

As a Demon King, he was defeated by that man, and he failed before. His plan, that was.

Perhaps.

It might be annihilation.

He might die forever.

That was dangerous.

The King of Destruction moved.

His body split into dozens, if not hundreds. Each one was not as strong as the King’s main body.

“Heaven-Surrendering Martial Emperor.”

He contained that hateful name.

Because of that man, he couldn’t kill the woman who dared to stand against the Demon King.

Heavenly Demon.

That damn thing.

He should have killed it, but he couldn’t. As a result, he was ridiculed by the other Demon Kings.

And perhaps.

This might be the last chance given by Him.

‘However, winning is difficult.’

The injuries sustained from that guy.

And his powers invested here.

Magic, agile strength, and the power he originally possessed.

All of it was bound.

The investment made to create chaos. It was inevitable. Even though he was a Demon King, arbitrarily creating and interfering with this place, and rewarding actions were a bit challenging.

Still, he could kill a lower realm transcendent with ease.

That’s what he thought.

So he brought them in.

However.

That guy was not something that could be dealt with.

That meant that the bastard could easily defeat even a lower-level transcendent being.

‘That’s insane.’

Supreme Realm and Transcendent.

There was an enormous gap between them. All other realms had gaps, but the difference in this gap was tremendous.

He had heard of those in other realms dying to beings of lower rank.

But he had never heard of a Supreme Realm killing a Transcendent.

“I can hear the sound of your brain gears turning.”

A somewhat delighted voice was heard.

Han Seojin’s eyes contained a blue divine light.

Han Seojin spread his hand wide.

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They numbered countless.

As if an ashen Milky Way were flowing, would it be like that?

The ashen starlight split into dozens. They were grinding all their clones to dust.

Thump.

With the spear lightly resting on his shoulder, he dashed out. Wind God’s Steps. The movement technique accelerated endlessly, bringing him closer to the Duke.

“Isn’t that too blatant?”

“Hmph.”

The Duke opened his hand. Condensed purple magic shot out like a cannonball.

Han Seojin turned his head to easily dodge it.

“Still the same, your combat sense is fatally lacking.”

“Combat isn’t really my thing.”

“Ah, that’s right. Your hobby was parasitizing and deceiving others, wasn’t it? But you know.”

The Duke furrowed his brows.

His affinity with that is extremely terrible. What he had in deception, that one easily shattered.

Heaven-Surrendering Godly Technique.

And Divine Thunderbolt.

Wrapped in those two, Han Seojin was immune to the Duke’s deception.

“My head’s been ringing since a while ago, so bothersome.”

“It’s strange for your head to ring a little. Considering your lower realm status.”

“Insolent fool, for someone who’s a transcendent, you sure talk a lot while getting beaten by someone inferior.”

Han Seojin’s spear made its mark.

Heaven-Surrendering Godly Technique.

Sublime Wind Thousand Flash Spear.

Pak.

Countless flashes erupted. Yet the sound transformed into a single thrust.

A single flash turned into a thrust, altering the law with the power of thoughts.

The manifestation of a thousand thrusts pierced through Wi Wang.

“How many times have you died?”

“Well, it could be several times, or maybe just once.”

“Ah, just once, as expected.”

“Nonsense…”

Han Seojin sighed.

He wanted to kill this guy because he wanted to kill the Heavenly Demon.

That was one reason.

‘I caught him with great difficulty.’

The compatibility between him and the foe was overwhelmingly in his favor.

Yet, the foe caused tremendous damage after decades of preparation.

The Heaven-Surrendering Martial Emperor in his prime.

That being nearly died because of its own trap.

But with his current strength, it was difficult.

It could be subdued, but once killed, it must be killed at least dozens more times.

‘Do I really need to use the Manifestation of Thoughts?’

Yet, something seemed lacking.

While Han Seojin was lost in thought.

The King of the Underworld moved.

The body that had been pierced began to regenerate on its own and soon was fully restored.

“Oh, something’s a bit different?”

“Yes, I’ve just retrieved a bit of power.”

The King of the Underworld formed a seal.

The Demon Kings were all dangerous entities.

They all learned to cultivate their own power, whether it be magic, martial arts, or unorthodox methods.

And the power King of the Underworld learned was:

Dominance.

His power dominated everything beneath his realm.

However, it didn’t work on that.

A power that deceived one’s own mind, a power of physical deception, the power of dominance.

As soon as he wrote everything, he broke it. Therefore, his compatibility with that was the worst.

Thus, he had to use what he had regarded as mere tools.

‘Formation.’

And magic.

Countless clones were generated once again. They begin to take their places.

Wong wong wong!

The power of pressuring the opponent by sheer numbers, formation.

And they began to use magic.

─Focused Fire.

What the King aimed for was simple.

At least, along with Shin Yura, bury that thing.

In this place once called the land of ancient gods.

Han Seojin sighed.

The decision was swift.

‘I will kill him here.’

He clasped his hands.

He contemplated how to kill him here.

Heaven-Surrendering Godly Technique.

Divine Thunderbolt.

These two were supreme techniques. They killed the Demon King and inflicted a wound on the Demon King that hadn’t healed for over a hundred years.

However.

Now, he felt a bit lacking.

‘No, it must be because my realm hasn’t advanced much.’

Strong for the realm he was in.

In other words, it’s only just that much.

Then, a way to kill him.

What could it be?

The answer was already out there.

‘Kaleidoscope.’

Manifestation of Thoughts.

If he summoned the Heaven-Surrendering Martial Emperor, he could do it.

However, time might be a bit tight.

If he used Eternity, the story might change a bit.

But just because the God of Magic cooperated with him, would the possibility of the Heaven-Surrendering Martial Emperor cooperating with him exist?

‘The Heaven-Surrendering Martial Emperor must be used as the Heaven-Surrendering Martial Emperor.’

That was the conclusion.

However, my instincts told me not to use the Heaven-Surrendering Martial Emperor.

There must still be Demon Kings.

If so…

He closed his eyes.

He thought for just a moment. The King… no, the Kings were slowly moving.

“You turned this place into a game, didn’t you?”

Then it was only right to end it as a game.

Manifestation of Thoughts.

Buzz──.

A blue crystal appeared.

Three crystals emerged behind Han Seojin.

However, one had lost its luster.

The one in the middle, the Purple Tower Master.

It had already been used once.

“Honestly, this is a gamble.”

He chose the first crystal.

Han Seojin.

A pro-gamer.

The man who became a myth from being human.

Perhaps…

This could be absurdly dangerous.

Gods were born from the faith of many.

But there were many of them.

The god most believed in here, the one with the most fervent followers was…

“About a hundred million, give or take.”

Han Seojin pursed his lips.

Even gods were like that, yet he, who wasn’t a god, had at least ten times more than that.

And as time passed, what if he became even more well-known?

If those who ‘knew’ Han Seojin and ‘believed’ in Han Seojin gathered one by one…

A blue light shone on Han Seojin.

‘Hmm…’

He felt an infinitely fragile body.

Compared to an ordinary person, it was quite a decent body.

From there, Han Seojin reflexively realized that this body was fairly decent.

‘I think I would have done quite well as an athlete.’

With miscellaneous thoughts, he activated Eternity.

Shin Yura urgently, yet swiftly, stepped forward. Her determination to protect Han Seojin at all costs was evident.

Conversely…

Wi Wang began to pour all his magic onto Han Seojin.

However, Wi Wang was cautious.

He looked at Han Seojin, who had become so weak, with eyes that questioned if this might be a trap.

However, even that was considered a trap as he moved.

“It doesn’t matter anymore.”

Eternity had already been activated.

Because it had triggered what he thought was the most dangerous.

[Unique Trait, Eternity explores the timeline of one who has realized the Ten Thousand Forms and Illusions……]
[It overlays the greatest being from all timelines onto the user.]
[The God of !@#%$ is overlaid onto you.]