Chapter: 573
Darkness sliced.
It’s not just cutting through waves.
Like splitting the ocean to reveal the land, the Sword Saint’s strike cuts through the darkness, revealing the scarlet sunset.
A perplexing sight for the man to comprehend.
How could darkness be split? How could the weapon of an ordinary human, without any power, reach the divine rank?
The man’s bewilderment made his eyes tremble, but there was no time to seek answers.
For a monster appeared right before his eyes, spinning in the void.
Like a wolf that swallowed the moon from the bards’ tales, its massive jaws and sharp fangs seemed ready to rip apart even concepts.
Staring at the dripping mouth of hell, the man felt a brief interruption of thought.
Hahaha! Yeah! What’s the point of splitting the darkness for a moment? If my power can’t be severed in the end, it means nothing.
“Glad to meet you.”
The knight wielding a greatsword as big as his own body greeted him plainly.
“And farewell.”
With that farewell, a sword strike was unleashed, as if to shatter the land itself.
KA-BOOM! Like lightning crashing down. The man’s body exploded, and the shockwave followed.
The knight’s strike hit the world before the sound arrived.
In that fading consciousness, the man realized he needed to drag this creature into the night when it came again.
When he opened his eyes once more, he found himself before a priestess with a haunting gaze.
This man, chosen as the apostle by the goddess, boasted a remarkable appearance but that beauty only accentuated his madness.
“Die! Enemy of the goddess!”
As the man’s mind snapped back to reality, his head had already exploded.
At this point, even the arrogant man felt something strange.
It’s no coincidence that they await me at my resurrection point.
Once or twice could be brushed off as luck, but this time is different.
They clearly know my actions. How?!
“Anaom—oooong.”
Playful tones and deadly sword strikes erupted onto the man’s face. As he was shredded into powder, he pondered deeply.
Erginius? No. That schmuck thinks he understands darkness but can’t escape human thought.
He tries to stand on equal footing with me, yet in areas where his cognition fails, he’s useless.
The fact that he couldn’t stop my resurrection proves this.
“Fall!”
Fairy Queen? This one has some credibility. After all, she has communicated with darkness for centuries.
Surviving in solitude for so long.
So it’s no wonder she understands darkness.
The problem is that she was purified by a miracle.
Though I’d love to make that brat eternally scream, there’s no doubt her miracle was genuine.
Was it the fairy, who reclaimed her original self, only to retain her understanding of darkness?
That doesn’t add up. It’s too convenient of a tale.
“Die!”
So who is it then?
The goddess’s apostle?
No way a brainless simpleton fixated on beauty would understand my power.
So that apostle can’t have the ability to dispel darkness.
Ganshu? Not even worth discussing. That trash spent the mythic era holed up writing.
How could a coward, who’s never faced darkness, understand it? Armadi? Nah, that makes even less sense.
If that punk intervened, darkness should’ve been swept away. They can’t act like they comprehend it. Light can never understand darkness.
The more I think about it, the more I feel like I’m sinking into a swamp. Even as the man thinks, his body continues facing death.
As he resurrected, the greatsword already struck him along with the darkness.
The strike made before his resurrection shattered him into dust.
The wolf’s fangs tore him apart in darkness.
The apostle’s fist exploded his body again.
Damn! If only darkness were complete! If the surrounding darkness had been thicker! If I had possessed my original power, I wouldn’t have had to play these games!
No matter how advanced they might be, they’re human at their core!
When does night come? When does the cursed Armadi’s time come to an end?!
In this unending cycle of death, as his patience dwindled, deep and thick darkness gathered around him.
It’s clear. It can’t be an illusion. Finally. Finally! Night has draped this world!
“You’re coming back faster and faster.”
Facing the downward strike of the greatsword, the man expressed his respect for the steadfast knight, accepting the attack into the darkness.
Darkness isn’t just black. It’s the power to color everything and assimilate into itself. An overwhelming embrace.
No matter how powerful it is, darkness consumes that power without hesitation, making it its own.
“I see the darkness in your heart.”
The man watched as the knight lifted his sword again with a blank expression but did not back down. There was no need to. With the night arrived, human humility could never reach him again.
“Aren’t you resentful of the heaven that couldn’t save your wife?”
Though no answer came, the man continued with a smile. There’s no need for him to speak.
With every word, the trembling heart was laid bare, so why bother with a response?
“Death is the natural order? Why must death be natural? Who decided that?”
Before the darkness creeping into his ears, none can resist.
Once, the dark god was the strongest foe for this very reason. Those with darkness in their hearts can never resist the evil god’s authority.
The author hailed as a hero was merely an odd being. How could a hero exist without a speck of darkness in their heart?
If that ideal weren’t the case, I wouldn’t lose to anyone. As long as darkness exists in their hearts. As long as the cursed Armadi’s light has set in the world. I will never…
“With that filthy mouth.”
Huh?
“Your wife’s decision.”
What? How can this guy resist the darkness? Burdened by such a massive regret in his heart, how can he escape the seduction?
“Don’t taint it!”
As the man stared blankly at the knight’s sword, he noticed light seeping onto its blade and chuckled.
Did he feel a sense of crisis? Cursed Armadi?
But it’s too late. It’s far too late to try a desperate struggle.
My time has come after yours ended, so how could your betrayal stop me?
The darkness not only crushed the earth but also created a monstrous pit as meteors fell from the sky, as the darkness appeared before the knight again, grinning wickedly.
“What a meaningless struggle.”
Indeed. A true spawn of the brats. Naturally, the parent possessing qualities of a hero must bear those qualities too.
“Why? Why not swing that sword again? Go ahead and unleash your anger till you tire. The darkness will embrace everything; pour out your rage.”
“I refuse. My turn has finished.”
“Ha. Already giving up?”
“Didn’t you hear me? I said I’ve done my part.”
As the knight spoke, a magic circle emerged from the ground.
…He hid a magic circle under the darkness?!
In a place even I couldn’t find?!
The man recognized that magic circle from before.
Erginius’s magic that cornered him.
A binding force with powers to seal the authority of darkness. This type of great magic created layers upon layers, pulling the dark god to the surface.
“Pfft♡ So pathetic.”
With that voice, which sent shivers to his core, there came the mocking laughter of a girl, visible among the fairies.
The man promptly bit his lip at the sight of the girl laughing, mocking him.
“You think it’s nighttime and are causing a ruckus? Have you been buried so deep that you’ve forgotten what night is?♡”
“…What?”
“What? Can’t figure it out?♡ Just tell me if you’d like to know why you became a wrinkled old man?♡”
“…I was… deceived? Why?”
“Curious? Do you want to know?♡ Even if you find out what trick turned you into a mush, it’ll only hurt your heart more, right?♡”
“…I was tricked? Why?”
“Why not ask?♡ Lucy~♡ This idiot got stomped by you!♡ I beg you to let me know!♡ Please tell me how I got played!♡”
He couldn’t comprehend.
Surely, darkness had enshrouded this world.
It was the darkness. It was my time.
But how could the sun still be up outside?!
“Hmm♡ Seeing your withered eyes makes me feel a bit sorry♡ Should I just tell you?♡ Should I show you how I deceived you?♡”
The man knew the girl was mocking him to provoke him.
Yet, he found himself staring at the girl’s lips.
Unable to grasp how he fell out of his own reason, he sought an answer.
“Ugh♡ As I thought, I don’t want to♡”
From those small lips flowed nothing but sarcasm.
“What’s wrong? Why are you so shocked? Did you expect something?♡ Grrr♡ Hmpf♡ Truly a pathetic one♡ How did you become a god?♡”
“I’ll kill you! I will definitely kill you! Don’t think I’ll end here! Darkness will not disappear! Darkness will surely return here!”
“Hahaha! What’s this?♡”
The oddity the man felt deepened as he watched the girl show no hint of fear toward the knight’s sword.
He suddenly came to reflect on his own abilities.
And he realized. His power was shifting to someone else.
“No!”
“Yawn. I’m tired. So wrap it up.”
“No!”
“I will gladly do so. Apostle of the Lord and heir of heroes. I shall meet the end of this long relationship.”
“No!”
“Why? Are you scared? Is it frightening that the death you imposed on others is coming for you?!”
“Noooooooo!”
A voice broke through the man’s scream and Erginius’ harshness when the goddess’s apostle intervened.
“Could you wait a moment?”
“What? If it’s pity you’re offering…”
“The goddess wishes to stop you.”
“Why?”
“If this continues, you may inherit the throne.”
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