Chapter 169

Episode 169

“It is not our heroes who must sacrifice. “You humans.”

Yoosung said.

Through the Clown Lord's power, ‘Raise the Stage', the scene unfolding at the Throne at the End is projected to the people of the world.

[“You have become a monster, you who have abandoned being a hero.”]

The human monarchs answered coldly as they looked down at the shooting star from the highest point of the tower.

At the same time, there were countless monarchs built up through human history and karma who were loyal to human monarchs.

Fire, destruction, war, assassins, pain and death...

“Someone’s hero becomes someone else’s monster, isn’t it? That’s what a ‘war hero’ is.”

The Lord of Heroes and the Monster of Men answered, holding the sword of the winter night.

[“Kill the hero.”]

With those words, the monarchs who had been silent once again moved. No, I tried to move.

But it couldn't be done.

An intangible force began to swirl towards the very throne where the human monarchs sat side by side.

At the same time, Yoosung was able to understand the will behind that power.

That was the longing of the humans watching this scene.

An ordeal that humans cannot understand. A transcendental game that doesn't even exist anymore.

The game engulfed the world of humans, and they were powerless to endure the ordeal. That's why I longed for a hero.

A scapegoat who will bear the pain for them.

And now there was once again an ‘ordeal’ that humans could not understand.

The king of heroes and a monster of the sky who abandoned being a human hero. Heavenly Demon (天魔). In front of him, no strong person could have any meaning.

“Are you starting to understand the situation now?”

That's why Yooseong looked up at the five human monarchs who were looking down at him and mocked them.

『Kill the hero...!”]

Immediately after, all the evil accumulated throughout human history flooded in.

The Warlord began pouring down all types of artillery fire, and in the midst of it, the Assassin Lord rushed towards the meteor, casting a ‘mark of death'.

However, paradoxically, I could feel it more and more clearly every time there was a rush of monarchs made up of human malice.

They could never defeat themselves.

Sigh!

In front of the Assassin Lord's sword swinging, the ‘Shadow Imitators' who had been silent at Yoosung's feet stood up all at once.

As the Heavenly Demon drew, shadows imitating the King of Heroes swung their swords in front of the Assassin Lord.

Sigh!

“Hey, our Kkamang has succeeded.”

The shadow imitators' swords swung, and the Heavenly Demon's sword engulfed the Assassin Lord's being.

Annihilation (MM).

“What do you think the world’s assassin lord can’t even defeat my cat?”

The shooting star taunted, and the monarchs moved again.

Destruction, death, fire, light, war... But nothing could reach the King of Heroes.

“You can’t kill me, human.”

There was a monster born of human desire.

An iron man who will not give in to any defeat, will not break or die, and can endure any ordeal.

An artificial god who does not fall at the hands of any assassin, leads any war to victory, and willingly sacrifices himself for the sake of humans.

It was humans who created that god.

And that god no longer loved humans.

“As the monarch and great empress of heroes and jesters, I make a declaration here and now.”

That's why they opened their mouths without any hesitation in front of all the people they had abandoned.

“I will challenge the seat of the overlord that you, the human monarch, reign over.”

Coo!

In the contradiction of urging someone else to sacrifice and at the same time never sacrificing oneself.

“How does it feel to be swallowed up by human contradictions?”

That's why Yooseong smiled bitterly.

“It is you who must sacrifice...!”]

At the same time, the human monarch shouted. Those were not words addressed to the Lord of Heroes. Likewise

, it was a finger pointing from

humans towards each other .

Do you think that all human lives are equal?

The lives of a king and a butcher are not equal.

It is not the monarch who must sacrifice to protect the empire.

It's you guys.

The power of the empire, which supported the monarchs to the humans and the humans to the monarchs, began to fluctuate within.

Kugoong boom!

It wasn't even an easy battle to understand.

Before we knew it, the human overlords there even started pointing fingers at themselves.

As I was looking at that, I couldn't help but laugh.

The scene was so ridiculous that I couldn't stand it.

So, I started giggling, shaking my shoulders and wondering what was so funny, twisting my upper body.

The clown’s mask suddenly changed into the “Laughing Clown” mask and he started laughing.

“Do you know what makes a king a king?”

After laughing, Yoosung said.

“He can exist only when people accept him as their king.”

It is an illusion that a being has something special from birth and is therefore noble and can rule over others. There is no such thing as nobility.

There is only ‘faith’.

The belief that they are different from oneself.

The belief that a beggar on the side of the road is different from a person sitting on a throne.

From that belief, nobility, power and honor are born.

“You, who have lost the faith of humans, no longer have the qualifications to be monarchs.”

That is why the King of Heroes spoke.

“This is the last chance I give you humans.”

In a cold voice without even the slightest emotion.

“Kill your king.”]

[“...!”]

The stage curtain is still up. All humans will be watching this scene through the power of the Clown Lord.

And the King of Heroes was urging them to make a decision.

It was time to dethrone the human king, who had been appointed by the hands of humans.

[The will of the humans urges their monarch to make a sacrifice.]

At the same time, a message emerged.

Once again, an intangible wind swirled around the entire throne spire, and the scenery changed.

That place was the Norwegian Room, where the shooting star had been until just moments before.

The five heads of the UN Peace Security Council were right there. Presidents and Prime Ministers of the United States, Britain, France, Russia and China. The most powerful people in the world.

The human kings all took something out of their chests.

It was a pistol.

Everyone puts the pistols in their hands to their mouths or to their temples and pulls the trigger at the same time.

Taang!

Gunshots rang out and bullets tore through their skulls and shot outward.

Blood and brain matter were splattered, and the body collapsed like a puppet with its strings unraveled.

It was a very humane death.