Chapter 185
A Broken Transmigrator
End of Volume Three
"AAAAARTHUUUUURRRRR!"
The First Prince's scream echoed like that of a wounded beast, filled with rage and despair. He tried to charge toward Arthur...
But his body did not respond.
Not even a single strand of hair moved.
His body was rigid, stiff, like a rock stripped of its will.
"Oh... dear First Prince,"
Arthur said in a calm, deadly tone,
"Why don't you look down for a moment?"
The Prince's head slowly lowered against his will, and his eyes fell upon his blood-soaked body and what his hand was carrying.
His pupils widened.
"What... what did you do?"
Arthur smiled a gentle smile that held not the slightest trace of mercy.
He raised a finger as though manipulating a wooden puppet.
The Prince's hand moved against his will, lifting the heads before his eyes.
"Mother... Sister..."
His words never finished.
His scream exploded with unbearable pain, rage, and grief.
Blood flowed from his eyes instead of tears, and he vomited blood as he screamed until all strength left him.
"Smash your sister's head against the ground... hard."
"You did this! I'll kill you! I'll—"
He never finished.
His hand moved against his will, and one of the heads struck the ground...
Turning into a mangled red mass.
"Huh?"
Between shock and disbelief, laughter suddenly rang out from ahead.
Arthur threw his head back and laughed happily.
He laughed like a madman.
He laughed like a king.
He laughed like the dead.
He laughed loudly, genuinely enjoying himself.
Then he ordered:
"Now... smash the second one."
"No... no no no no nooooo!"
The Prince screamed with everything left in his voice, but his hand moved.
The second head struck the ground and shattered.
"I beg you... stop..."
"Kick your mother's head until it breaks.
Kick it... gently."
The Prince placed his mother's head on the ground and began kicking it weakly and desperately.
His kicks were weaker than those of an exhausted child.
The minutes passed with suffocating slowness.
Then...
Arthur's hand moved.
The Prince's foot rose with merciless force,
Then descended...
And the head was completely crushed.
The light vanished from the First Prince's eyes.
Nothing remained.
Everyone began vomiting as they watched the disgusting scene.
Minds collapsed.
Souls recoiled in horror.
"Now... shut off your emotions."
At Arthur's command, every expression disappeared from the Prince's face.
"The next scene will be disgraceful...
Anyone who wishes to leave may leave."
"ARTHUR! Stop this right now!"
The voice was soft...
Broken...
Sorrowful.
Arthur's body trembled slightly before he slowly turned around.
All the families were staring at him in absolute terror,
While Zhuo Fan's gaze remained steady and silent.
Arthur looked toward the source of the voice.
Yun Xing stood there beside her brother and Chu Xingqing.
"What?"
He asked with complete calmness.
"You've gone too far!"
Chu Xingqing shouted.
"You've dragged innocent people into this farce!"
Nothing changed in Arthur.
He did not become angry...
Nor did he smile.
He raised his head toward the vast sky.
"Chu Xingqing...
Do you truly think I've gone too far?"
As the words left his mouth, a thunderous aura exploded from his body.
Absolute darkness enveloped existence around them and drowned the world in their eyes within the void.
The heavens and earth trembled.
Bodies shook in terror.
Almost everyone collapsed to the ground beneath the crushing pressure pouring from Arthur's body.
"I... HAVE GONE INSANE!"
He screamed, raising both hands toward the sky.
"My rage has surpassed humans... rulers... and the universe itself!
My rage has surpassed everything!
DAAAAMN IT!"
A dark aura rose around his hand.
It stretched toward Chu Xingqing and wrapped around her throat.
She had already been forced to the ground like everyone else.
Only Zhuo Fan remained standing, protected by a formation he had created the moment he saw Arthur's expression earlier.
"You fool..."
The monster within Arthur roared.
"Do you know that I want to shatter this entire world right now?
Kill everyone...
Without caring at all.
This is what they did to me!"
His eyes burned with deafening madness.
Darkness began devouring his body, dragging him inward.
"Arthur! Let her go!"
Zhuo Fan shouted angrily.
At that moment...
The heavens trembled with overwhelming might, as though preparing to descend upon him.
| You have been detected by the power of this world.
Arthur, you are using a forbidden power— |
"SHUT UP!"
Arthur screamed as he struck his own ears.
"By the Creator of Creation, shut up, or I'll destroy you!"
Blood poured from his head like a waterfall.
Don't do it...
"Huh?"
Please... don't do it...
The pressure vanished instantly.
The darkness retreated, as though spitting Arthur's body back into the world.
Chu Xingqing fell from his grasp, barely alive.
"Who spoke?!"
No one answered.
Arthur looked around.
Everyone lay on the ground, broken...
Humiliated.
He sighed calmly and brushed his black hair back.
"Leave, all of you...
This is the final warning."
After that, only the sound of running remained.
All the families fled.
No one stayed out of courage.
Only fear remained.
Zhuo Fan departed with the Luo Clan while carrying Chu Xingqing.
Only a few people remained:
Arthur...
The First Prince...
The Master of the Imperial Gate...
Grand Minister Chuji...
Ancestor Feng...
General Dugu... and his men.
Zhuo Fan took the Minister of the Imperial Gate with him.
Arthur agreed without concern.
He had only one objective.
The First Prince.
"Rape your father."
Arthur said while pointing toward the Master of the Imperial Gate.
"Yes... Master."
Everyone's bodies shuddered in disgust at what followed.
The Master of the Imperial Gate was already dead...
And yet the First Prince did it.
With unbelievable force, violence, and revulsion.
"Again."
And the First Prince did it again until the body was completely destroyed.
"Again."
The command continued for three full hours.
Nothing changed in Arthur's expression.
The rage was gone.
The madness was gone.
Even the hatred was gone.
His calmness had become more terrifying than everything that came before.
A faint smile appeared on his face.
"Well then... you may disappear now."
With those words, Arthur placed a hand upon the First Prince's shoulder.
A pure white light wrapped around the Prince's body.
Warm.
Beautiful.
Then he vanished, as though he had never been part of this world.
Those who remained moved in heavy silence, avoiding even a glance toward the mangled remains of the Master of the Imperial Gate.
Their steps were hesitant, as though the earth itself refused to carry them.
Everyone left.
And Arthur remained...
Alone.
"Now..."
He sighed softly, a sigh that seemed to come from the depths of an entire lifetime.
He used the Path of Wind and threw the Master's body far from his sight, as though discarding a heavy shadow.
"I truly...
Want to die."
He spoke in a low, trembling voice while staring at the endless blue sky above him.
Slowly, he lowered his head.
Everywhere his eyes landed...
He saw Little Moon smiling at him.
His dark black hair completely covered his face,
Until a cold breeze blew by and pushed the heavy strands away.
Revealing a tearful face.
The madness...
The rage...
The hatred...
The resentment...
All of them collapsed before a single feeling.
Sorrow.
Arthur forgot everything.
He forgot his rage, abandoned his hatred, swallowed his madness...
And revealed his grief exactly as it was.
Naked.
Honest.
Like a lost child.
He began crying bitterly, squeezing his palms so hard that blood flowed from them.
He cried and screamed with unbearable pain.
That steadfast man who had never wavered...
Collapsed.
The mountain that had never bowed...
Shook.
The sky that had stood proudly for millions of years...
Fell within his heart.
He slammed his head against the ground like a madman, searching for a moment of silence, a single second of peace...
But the pain remained embedded in his heart.
It would not leave.
| Arthur... |
| Arthur, please stop... |
| Please, Arthur... I'm begging you... |
The sharp sorrow in Cain's voice echoed within his mind.
When Arthur looked down, he finally realized the truth.
Astaroth was lying beneath his head, taking the impacts in his place.
He had not been seriously injured, but blood flowed from his body due to the force of the collisions.
Arthur trembled.
Quickly, he lifted Astaroth into his arms and sat upon the ground.
His black hair covered his face like that of a broken beggar who had lost everything.
He began gathering magical energy and pouring it into Astaroth's body to heal him.
Some time passed...
And Astaroth fully recovered.
Arthur embraced him and sat there, resting his head upon his thighs in that empty, lonely place.
Minutes passed...
Then hours...
Then an entire week passed in that same state.
| The mission has ended... you can— |
"Cain."
| Yes? |
"Please...
I want to go to a peaceful world."
His voice was broken.
"I'm begging you...
Just this once.
No fighting, no wars, no blood...
Just a quiet and gentle place."
Arthur stood.
His face was shattered.
His eyes were dull.
"I swear...
If I get sent to another world of war...
I swear I will destroy it."
Silence.
| You know it isn't up to me... |
"Just...
Do it."
| ... |
Arthur smiled quietly as he looked toward the large grave behind him.
A vast and beautiful place filled with flowers and blossoms.
And in the center...
A gravestone.
{Here rests the purest soul in this crumbling world}
The words were written with painful sorrow.
Arthur slowly bowed before the grave.
Then his body gradually began fading from this world.
Arthur disappeared from Zhuo Fan's world...
But not before seeing, through his spiritual body:
Zhuo Fan and the Luo Clan arriving at Little Moon's grave.
Zhuo Fan stepped forward with his silver-white hair and drew a formation around the grave.
"This...
Is my gift to you, dear sister."
He spoke quietly while touching the gravestone.
One after another, people stepped forward and gently placed flowers before it.
Zhuo Fan raised his head toward the sky, as though looking directly at Arthur.
"Farewell...
Brother Arthur."
Arthur smiled a final, warm smile...
Then disappeared from that world.
Once...
And forever.
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