Chapter 134
The End and the Nothingness (2)
With the death of the first dokkaebi, silence fell over the place.
Not an ordinary silence—
but a suffocating, absolute stillness, as though the world itself had stopped breathing.
No sound was heard.
No screams, no movement, not even the faintest whispers of humans.
Only the flicker of cascading constellation messages…
and then nothing.
Arthur smiled—a twisted smile, warped by rage.
In the next instant, he moved.
He lunged at the remaining dokkaebis without mercy,
tearing their bodies apart one after another,
piece by piece,
until his hands were drenched in blood.
{Today… everyone will die. I swear it.}
Arthur roared toward the sky, his voice saturated with hatred.
Blood dripped from his hands,
and beneath his feet lay the lifeless corpses of the dokkaebis.
They had all been torn apart.
{Kill the Nameless Constellation!}
{Whoever completes this task will receive the greatest reward possible!}
The messages exploded across the world.
The call reached every incarnation, in every dome, in every corner.
Incarnations surged from the Seoul Dome at full speed.
Within minutes, thousands gathered beneath Arthur,
their eyes filled with greed…
their silence fixed only on his head.
{To all you wretched incarnations here!}
Arthur roared with overwhelming dominance,
then descended from the sky like a dark meteor.
The moment he landed—
a hundred people died at once.
He charged into the crowd without hesitation.
His sword, his fists, his claws—
everything about him had become a weapon of slaughter.
{Everyone who agreed to kill Yi Shun… and Shin Yoosung… will die today.}
Arthur opened the gates of his monsters.
They surged forth alongside him, descending upon the humans.
Heads flew.
Bodies exploded.
Blood and entrails scattered in every direction.
It was an absolute massacre.
A one-sided slaughter.
{A penalty has been imposed on the Nameless Constellation for exceeding probability.}
Lightning began to gather around Arthur's body.
The air thickened.
The sky tensed.
Then—
the lightning vanished.
Nothing happened.
Arthur smiled faintly, looking up at the sky,
then down at the bracelet wrapped around his wrist.
{No… that won't happen, you bastards.}
Long minutes passed.
Only a few incarnations managed to escape.
In the end—
Arthur stood atop a mountain of corpses.
Men… women…
all had fallen.
Everyone who took part in the scenario.
Everyone who chased him.
Everyone who tried to kill him.
Not a single one survived.
At that moment—
the sky trembled violently…
and shattered.
{Probability has been broken and nullified by the Bureau.
Constellations may now intervene in Earth's affairs.}
The message appeared before Arthur.
And then—
the world split.
Arthur found himself in a strange place,
a barren land devoid of life.
{The foundation for the next battle has been established.}
{Participants have been transferred to Planet 258kj.
The battle between the Nameless Constellation and the other constellations will take place here.}
The Bureau had decided.
This land had become a battlefield.
Arthur smiled calmly
as he looked at the armies of manifested constellations surrounding him.
{Know your place, little constellation.}
{Stand down peacefully, Arthur.}
The constellations spoke in their human forms,
encircling him from all directions.
Arthur still stood atop the mountain of corpses—
the bodies had come with him,
as if they were an eternal testament to what he had done.
He stepped down from the mound.
The moment his foot touched the ground—
he vanished.
He appeared before the nearest constellation
and severed its head in a single flash.
Arthur bathed in its blood.
The constellations screamed.
In anger—
that a single constellation dared challenge them.
In excitement—
for they had not fought in ages.
Never before had constellations manifested like this.
It had never happened.
But now—
everyone had descended.
And everyone had one goal:
Kill Arthur.
The constellations raised their weapons
and charged.
An endless army.
Thousands of constellations…
against a single one.
Arthur rushed forward,
his sword gleaming in his hand.
They clashed.
Arthur cut down three constellations in succession,
but attacks rained down on him from every direction.
Blows.
Fists.
Weapons.
Arthur fell to the ground,
and they swarmed him like mad.
His body was driven deeper into the earth
under the sheer force of the assault.
Then—
a massive sword strike erupted.
It tore through the ranks of constellations with terrifying force.
Nearly ten constellations died in a single blow,
and the rest were thrown back.
{I hope you're not dead, boy.}
The First Sword of Goryeo stood above the deep crater, smiling.
The dust cleared.
A shadow emerged.
Arthur stood.
The constellations froze.
Unaffected?
No.
The truth—
his body had nearly been shattered into a hundred pieces,
but at the last moment,
Kain had forced him to swallow a miraculous healing vial.
Arthur looked at the First Sword of Goryeo.
{This is my fight, old man.}
The First Sword of Goryeo laughed loudly.
{You've already rebelled against them—what's the point of turning back now?
If you die, I'll be the next target.
So why fight separately
when we can kill more together?}
Arthur had no time to respond.
{I am the great constellation… Heracles.
And I have come to kill you, boy.}
Arthur smiled.
The First Sword of Goryeo smiled.
The smiles of warriors.
The two charged together at the giant.
In one strike—
Heracles' legs were severed.
In the second—
his arms were crushed.
In the third—
their blades met,
and the giant's head was cut off.
Everything ended in just fifteen seconds.
Heracles fell.
And the constellations…
remained standing.
Silent.
Stunned.
Despite their numbers, fear crept into their hearts as they stared at the two.
It wasn't fear of power alone—
but of something deeper…
of an unbreakable will.
{Arthur… is this truly the path you intend to take?}
A voice emerged from among the constellations—
calm, gentle… unmistakably familiar.
Its owner stepped forward steadily through the crowd.
It was Persephone…
the Queen of the Dark Spring.
Arthur looked at her, his expression unchanged.
{Thank you for everything you've done for me, Persephone… but this is the path I've chosen.}
He spoke with absolute calm—
without hesitation or regret.
Persephone smiled warmly and stepped closer.
{Just as I expected from my son.}
{…?}
{Oh, my dear… I didn't get the chance to tell you at the Constellation Banquet, but Hades and I have decided to adopt you.}
Silence fell.
{To become the King of the Underworld.}
Arthur's eyes widened slightly.
{Is that something already decided… or not yet?
Am I the King of the Underworld now?}
{Yes.}
Silence lingered for a moment.
Then Arthur smiled—a small, eerie smile.
He lifted his head toward the sky, opened his mouth, and roared with overwhelming force, as though his voice could split existence itself:
{I am Arthur Narin, Ruler of the Underworld, and the Supreme King!
I issue my first command here and now—
to all loyal followers of the Underworld:
Kill the constellations… and the Star Stream!}
With that thunderous declaration,
a massive army began to appear behind him.
Countless shadows.
Soldiers with death in their eyes.
At their front stood a single man—
holding a magnificent dark scythe, radiating absolute authority.
{So… you've accepted, Arthur.}
Arthur raised his head and looked at the man.
It was Hades.
{Yes.}
Hades smiled, then turned and roared, shaking the very soldiers:
{You heard your king!}
At that moment, the constellation army surged forward, intent on annihilation.
But—
a massive pillar descended from the sky and struck the ground before Arthur like an unbreakable shield.
The earth shook violently.
Then a man descended from the heavens
and stood firmly between the two armies.
{Great Sage, what are you doing?!}
{Kill that boy, Great Sage!}
The constellations shouted.
It was the Great Sage, Equal of Heaven.
He looked at Arthur… and smiled with clear excitement.
He swung his massive staff, bringing it down with destructive force upon the constellation army.
With his arrival, their ranks broke under his overwhelming might.
Arthur glanced to his side.
Hades… Persephone… the First Sword of Goryeo… and the Great Sage.
These alone were a true strike force.
The rest of the Underworld army, though strong, were not a match for the constellations.
{Surrender, Arthur!}
A loud voice rang out from among the constellations.
Arthur froze.
It was a voice he never expected to hear.
He turned toward its source, his eyes heavy with sorrow.
It was Uriel.
Arthur took a deep breath, then spoke in a calm, human voice:
"Uriel… they killed Yi Shun and Shin Yoosung in the most brutal way possible,
and you want me to surrender?
Are you really like this?"
Uriel's body trembled violently.
That calmness…
hid a rage capable of shattering the world itself.
She felt his anger…
but also something else that broke her heart.
Sorrow.
Pain.
A constellation laughed from among the ranks.
{You're doing all this for two stupid children?
Are you an idiot or what?}
Arthur turned toward the voice.
It was Manuwa.
He didn't respond.
Instead, he stared at Uriel with a hollow, lifeless gaze.
{Fine… have it your way.}
Manuwa snapped his fingers, and a clear blue screen appeared before everyone.
At first—nothing.
Then the broadcast began.
Nineteen incarnations formed a circle.
They took turns striking… and killing.
Arthur's heart began to race wildly.
His blood boiled.
"Stop this…"
he said in a low voice.
But the broadcast continued.
Two children appeared in the center.
Broken… shattered…
blood flowing, bones crushed, faces disfigured.
{STOP THIS!}
Arthur roared with the voice of a constellation.
But it did not stop.
It continued…
until it ended with the deaths of Yi Shun and Shin Yoosung, after unbearable suffering.
Some constellations burst into hysterical laughter.
Others fell silent, unable to speak.
Uriel's body trembled with rage and grief, blood dripping from her clenched hands.
As for Arthur—
he remained standing.
Unmoving.
His eyes widened.
His body began to tremble violently, blood flowing from his clenched fists as his skin tore apart.
Everyone thought he would charge…
kill them all… and perish with them.
But—
Arthur opened his mouth and exhaled slowly.
Absolute calm.
He raised his hand…
and placed something into his mouth.
{It is time for the end… and the nothingness.}
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