Chapter 49

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There was a man wearing black rags. He held his sword in silence and raised his head towards Yooseong.

It was a thousand horses.

Intuitively, I felt like my consciousness would be crushed by the pressure of that presence. But soon he shook his head and regained consciousness.

The shooting star there was also not the shooting shooting star of the player.

Like Cheonma, he was an unknown swordsman wearing a uniform that resembled a ragpicker.

It is not a real world, but an intangible world built entirely from thoughts.

And Yooseong's thoughts were not weak enough to give in to a mere demon god.

49 Ha

- Kang Yu-seong, the King of Heroes player

...

The saint smiled and opened her mouth.

— He is kinder and gentler than we think, and has an incredibly soft heart....

Beyond the screen that people around the world are focusing their attention on, the saintess's revelation of the King of Heroes has begun.

— He was even a crybaby, a coward, and an incredibly spoiled child.

“Oh my god, this damn world. This shit should only last a day or two. “Let’s finish this quickly.”

Yooseong cursed and raised his head.

A long-haired man wearing black rags was in front of Yooseong. Between the haphazardly grown beard and hair, the layers of time are carved into each wrinkle.

“Dormammu... no, the Heavenly Demon. “I’m here to make a deal.”

Yooseong spoke to Cheonma, who is said to be the pinnacle of the sword. Without the player's equipment or skills, he became an unknown swordsman wearing the uniform of a ragpicker.

The Heavenly Demon remained silent. In ominous silence, the Heavenly Demon placed his hand on the hilt of the sword. Holding your thumb diagonally on top of your calf nose.

Cheonma’s right foot, which was on the ground, moved out about 15 degrees. My back was bent forward ever so slightly.

That was the end of being able to describe the movements of the Heavenly Horse in the form of type.

Cheonma Samgeom Ilchosik Island.

It was faster than letters, words, and sounds.

That's why even after we finished eating, there was silence. Updated chapters at novelhall.com

Kaang

The silence that felt like an eternity was broken and a sound finally rang out. It was not the sound of flesh, blood, and bones.

It was the sound of blades clashing with each other.

The two swordsmen clashed their swords, and the steel beasts roared. The distance between the blades widened. After clashing swords, the two swordsmen widened their distance again.

Cheonma stepped on the ground and took a step forward with his right foot. The left shoulder is slightly tilted. It's the same as before. It was up to this point that the movements of the Heavenly Horse could be described in print.

The destruction of the three swords of the Heavenly Demon Lee Cho-sik (death).

The sword of destruction that cannot be seen, heard, or felt, so there is no choice but to remain silent. In front of the Heavenly

Demon

‘s sword, which had no choice but to remain silent, the sound of metal screeching in a synchronized rhythm rang out beautifully.

After a struggle, the Heavenly Demon raised its head. Each wrinkle on his aging face was very deep and mysterious.

“...You have a new name.”

At that moment, the Heavenly Demon opened his mouth. The voice was hoarse and cracked.

“Ah, the title of monarch assassin?”

“Did you kill the monarch?”

“It just so happened.”

Cheonma asked calmly, and Yoosung answered calmly.

“Well, now that you’ve completed the test, you can come running to me every time I call you, right?”

Block the two herbivorous attacks of the Heavenly Demon's Three Swords. That is proof of one's qualifications to summon the Heavenly Demon from this world of thoughts. There were only two sums, but how many players were crushed without being able to accept those two sums?

I couldn't figure it out. It was none of my business.

During the 2nd season, he passed the Heavenly Demon's Test at the crossroads of life and death, and he frequently used the Heavenly Demon's Advent skill several times after that. Each time, the swords clashed like this twice. As Yoo Seong said, the act of crossing swords like this with the Heavenly Demon did not just happen in a day or two.

Nevertheless, the Heavenly Demon remained silent.

“Hmm, Cheonma-nim, I wonder if you’ve found something wrong with me because I took on the monarch’s mother...

Cheonma quietly shook her head.

“I changed my mind.”

‘*...Woo”

Nothing is meaningless in front of the Heavenly Demon's sword. A storm of absolute meaninglessness and inescapable futility that denies and destroys the entire world began to rage towards the shooting star.

The emptiness of the Absolute, filled with loneliness and yearning for defeat throughout his life, engulfed Yooseong's existence.

.......

The morphemes of all kinds of meaning that make up the existence of the meteor disintegrated and the existence itself began to crumble into powder.

“Oh my god, this is Thanos... I suddenly remembered what happened when I first became a player. And the revelation of the saint who exposed that dark history in front of the world also came to mind.

It was a story that made me want to kick the blankets off every time I thought about it.

— The first time a fellow player died due to his mistake, Yoosung cried like a child for a whole week day and night.

— It was the same in the face of guilt when the attack failed and the tower break occurred and casualties occurred.

When I first became a player. Because of his mistake, his colleagues died. A tower break occurred and people died. It was nothing new. At that time, all players were inexperienced and Yoosung was no exception.

— Well, as I saved the world over and over again, I began to feel skeptical and cynical. But in the end, all of us here are broken people in our own way.

— Still, Yoosung never gave up. No matter how painful and scary it is, no matter how damaged and broken it is, it still fights for the world. Even if it meant nothing, the

saint of that time was not much different from Yoosung. Nevertheless, whenever Yoosung criticized himself for his immaturity as a player, the saint silently listened to his confession.

Before he knew it, Yoosung's body had turned into powder up to his chin and scattered, and there was nothing left.

Silence fell in the shattering world. The Heavenly Demon muttered calmly.

“It’s really... meaningless.”

I had a glimmer of hope. I thought there might be something that doesn't become meaningless even in the face of the Heavenly Demon's Sword. But in the end it was meaningless. Just as his life has been like so far, there will be no difference between the two.

It shouldn't have been there.

“no. “Do you know that now?”

“...

And yet it was there. He wasn't even a swordsman wearing a shabby, tattered uniform.

——He was the king of heroes.

“The characteristic of a hero that sells well is that he doesn’t kill him until there are holes in his bones, and he steeps and eats 3 or 4 verses.”

The King of Heroes, who should have been turned into powder and scattered before the Absolute One of Insignificance, was revealed.

“And I usually sell well.”

“How can I use my sword...

“You can destroy what is, but you cannot destroy what is not. The meaning is also the same. Wasn’t that the sword of the Three Swords of the Heavenly Demon?”

Yooseong answered.

“I can’t destroy something that ended a long time ago and doesn’t exist.”

“That can’t be possible...”

“When you say that, it usually means that it can be done, sir.”

“Do you really mean that you have achieved the same level of enlightenment as me?”

A sword of nothingness that reaches the extreme of meaninglessness, denies and cuts down all forms of meaning itself, returning them to nothingness.

“You answered my question when I asked the name of the last herbivore.”

“Those who fell before my sword also had their own answers. But none of that was meaningless before my sword. That is my sword of the Heavenly Demon.”

“Like I said, what am I? “I’m not doing this because I have a heroic sense of meaning or mission.”

Yoosung answered calmly.

“On this side, we are saving the world as if we were eating a meal and playing the part of the Earth Defense Force, but on the other side, all kinds of crazy people are shooting each other to death. Is there anything more meaningless than this in the world?”

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Yuseong said. The Heavenly Demon fell silent at those words, and after the silence, he couldn't hold back his satisfaction and burst into laughter.

“How fleeting!”

“That’s right.”

Unable to hold back his joy for a long time, Yoosung shrugged his shoulders as if it were someone else's business at the outpouring of light. Desperately grasping for his last meaning in the face of a storm of futility that would tear the meaning of his existence to shreds at any moment.

There was an ember there that could not be extinguished even in the face of the absolute meaningless.

An ember of meaning that burns precariously, like a light in front of the wind, but without giving in, no matter how harsh the storm.

《Descent of the Heavenly Demon. Jin(期》

- Grade .Mythic Unique

- Attribute .Possessed Steel

- Ability

(omitted)

.Special Note: The skill card can be held without disappearing even if the season is reset.