Chapter 118
Land of Peace (1)
Arthur moved slowly from behind the tree. Within moments, the eyes of the Japanese incarnations locked onto him.
"Who are you?"
"Maybe from Korea… or somewhere else."
"Wait…
Who are you?"
One of the incarnations spoke in English, his tone cautious and tense.
Arthur smiled faintly as he looked at them—a smile devoid of any warmth.
"Me? You want to know?"
He paused for a second, then continued in a low, dangerous voice:
"I'm the king of death, you shit f—"
He didn't wait for their response.
He raised his sword and shot forward like an arrow.
The first incarnation didn't even comprehend what happened.
He tried to raise his sword to block, but before the motion could complete—
His body split cleanly into two with a single strike.
Blood scattered, and both halves fell lifeless to the ground.
The fat incarnation holding a massive hammer froze in place, sweat pouring down his forehead. He lifted his weapon with all his strength, trying to crush Arthur.
But Arthur calmly raised his head, his gaze steady.
He smiled.
His hand moved with blinding speed, striking the hammer's shaft just once.
The heavy metal bent as if it were clay.
Before the fat man could even scream, Arthur stepped forward and smashed his head with overwhelming force.
It exploded, fragments scattering in every direction.
Only one incarnation remained.
He didn't move.
His body was completely frozen, as if fear had paralyzed him.
"Please… don't—"
He didn't finish.
Arthur raised his hand and pierced straight through his chest.
"Beg the gatekeeper of hell, you pitiful bastard."
{A small planet constellation has witnessed what happened}
{A small planet constellation looks at you with pity}
{A small planet constellation looks at you with hope}
{A small planet constellation has sponsored 10 coins}
Arthur raised his gaze to the blue sky.
{You have returned the coins}
"I'm not doing this for coins, my friend."
He said it with cold calm.
"I'm doing this because I want to.
So be quiet… and watch."
{A small planet constellation watches you in silence}
Arthur smiled faintly, then looked around.
Small bodies lay everywhere.
The ground had turned into a true bloody massacre.
He exhaled slowly.
{The two-tailed fox constellation dislikes hypocrisy}
{Beast-origin constellations display hostility toward the incarnation Arthur}
"Shut up… all of you, for the love of creation."
He said it with suppressed anger.
"I do what I want—not because I'm a hypocrite… but because I'm a damned human."
He clenched his fist.
"When catastrophes attacked my world, I defended it.
And now you want me to become one?"
He let out a bitter laugh.
"Take your scenarios and shove them up your shining asses, you bastards."
{The Star Stream has detected abnormal behavior}
{Hostile actions against catastrophes have been detected}
{The incarnation Arthur has received a first penalty scenario}
Lightning began gathering around Arthur's body.
Electric sparks fused with his skin, coiling around him violently.
Then… they vanished.
Arthur looked at the floating dokkaebi.
"Hey… are you kidding me or what?"
{What is happening? Why hasn't your body shrunk?}
"How should I know? Damn you. I'm leaving."
He moved while reading the blue system window before him.
|Bracelet of Survival from Catastrophe Punishment has been activated
No matter how many consequences affect your body, you will receive no damage
Sponsored by the Bracelet of Survival from Catastrophe Punishment
The bracelet functions according to the user's will
You may deactivate it at any time to receive penalties
And reactivate it to return to your normal size|
Arthur's smile widened with genuine delight.
'Damn… I knew you were my best friend, System…
but I didn't know you wanted to be my brother too.'
'With this bracelet… I won't suffer any penalties.'
He covered the bracelet with a piece of cloth, then adjusted his clothes to hide his hand from sight.
But—
A blood-red window appeared before his eyes.
{If you do not kill the ruler of the Land of Peace within one hour,
you will be stripped of your status as a catastrophe
and subjected to scenario punishment}
Arthur sighed in irritation, then moved forward.
'Where are the others?
From what I know about them… they're kind idiots like me.'
'They'd rather shrink than kill innocents.'
'Where are they…?'
As he walked calmly—
{You have entered the Illusory Camp}
{The incarnation's stats have been reduced due to the Illusory Camp skill}
A red marking glowed on the ground.
He had already stepped into it.
'Damn…'
He sighed and lifted his head.
A large number of people appeared around him.
Some were human, others were half human–beast hybrids.
"Are you from the fallen Izumi group?"
One of them asked in a hostile tone.
"Izumi? Who?
Who are you bastards?"
A beast-man stepped forward.
"Arrogant bastard… let me see."
He placed a device on his ear and began scanning Arthur.
"What are you doing, you idiot?"
Arthur placed his hand on his sword, ready to strike.
Then—
The device began to buzz violently.
After a few seconds… it exploded.
"This… this person's power can't be measured!"
Shock spread among them.
"We are the Serpent Group—we fear no one!"
They moved at once, surrounding Arthur, preparing to fight.
Arthur smiled coldly.
"Are you ready to shrink… or what?"
One of the men laughed mockingly and pointed somewhere.
"We won't attack…
You will."
Arthur turned his gaze—and his expression hardened.
His companions had shrunk in size, standing helplessly, while a man stood behind them with a sharp knife pressed against their necks.
"Oh… it seems you thought this through quite well,"
Arthur said with biting sarcasm,
"but you forgot one very important thing."
"And what is that?"
One of them asked nervously.
Arthur smiled—calm, terrifying calm.
The kind that only precedes slaughter.
In the next moment, he raised his sword and surged forward with unbelievable speed.
The man saw only a silver flash—then his head separated from his body before he even realized it.
Arthur moved among them like a killing storm.
His strikes were clean, fast, and decisive.
One by one, they fell without resistance.
Even with reduced stats and power, Arthur was not weak enough to struggle against a handful of worthless scum.
He moved without pause, as if death itself had taken human form.
He harvested lives without mercy, without hesitation, and without consequence.
"What the hell—"
The sentence never finished.
Arthur severed the man's neck effortlessly, as if it required no effort at all.
"Why aren't you shrinking, damn it?!"
Arthur replied with a cold smile as he cut them down like rats.
"Well…"
He continued in a low, dark tone:
"Because I am the king of death.
And no law governs death… except death itself."
He swung his sword one final time, severing the head of the last man behind his companions. The body collapsed soundlessly.
Arthur rushed forward and freed his companions one by one.
"Arthur, hurry!"
Lee Gilyoung and Lee Hyunsung said at the same time,
"Kim Dokja is in danger right now!"
"What?"
He didn't wait for an explanation. After freeing them, he immediately dashed toward the direction Lee Hyunsung pointed.
After a short distance, the aftermath of a fierce battle came into view.
The ground was torn apart, and the air was thick with the scent of blood.
He saw Kim Dokja, lightly injured, standing in front of Shin Yoosung, shielding her with his body.
Before him stood a man resembling a gang leader…
but the aura around him was dark, cold, and suffocating.
And when Arthur's eyes fell on Shin Yoosung's injury—
He stepped forward.
Calm… but it was the calm before an explosion.
He looked ahead.
A massive centipede was attacking Kim Dokja relentlessly.
The creature turned toward Arthur, sensing a new threat.
"You filthy insect… know your place."
Arthur's dark aura exploded outward.
The air trembled under the terrifying pressure.
The ground cracked beneath him.
The aura pressed down on the centipede's body, crushing it to the ground, rendering it unable to move.
"Arth—"
Kim Dokja turned and saw Arthur.
Relief washed over him… along with sadness.
Relief because he had arrived.
Sadness because he assumed Arthur had attacked an incarnation—and therefore shrunk.
But before he could even finish saying his name, he noticed Arthur's face.
He was angry.
Blood surged through his veins.
His heart pounded violently, as if a massive engine had ignited.
His silver hair fluttered in the air, and his eyes burned with a dark silver light.
"You… insect master."
He raised his hand and pointed at the gang leader.
"Come here."
Yamato Hajime.
Yamato smiled savagely, like a demon that had found its prey.
"You little bas—"
The word never finished.
Arthur vanished from his spot and appeared before him in an instant.
"You little bastard…"
he said in a terrifying low voice,
"didn't I tell you to come to me? Why did you make me come to you? Who do you think you are, damn it?"
Arthur raised his hand—
Then brought it down with overwhelming force onto Yamato's head.
Yamato planted his feet into the ground, barely enduring the blow.
But Arthur smiled.
That terrifying… demonic smile.
"Wrath of the Great King."
His hand transformed into a crimson dragon's claw, pulsing with power.
He pressed it down mercilessly onto Yamato's head until it crushed and sank grotesquely into his body.
"Filthy bastard…"
Arthur muttered coldly,
"who doesn't listen to his superiors."
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