Chapter 757

Chapter 757

[I don’t know if this suggestion will be of help to you, my lord. But the situation in the Red Void remains the same—it is still in a constant state of hunger.]

“Hunger?”

[This is a space created by the Primordial God’s sin. Because of that, it has always been in an unstable state. In fact, it is always in a state of transition. This place that is teeming with overwhelming power is constantly longing for any and all traces of Goddess Freyja. A trace just like you, a living being.]

“So?”

[Become the ruler of this place. And if you bring her here and make her into your subordinate, then...]

“Arbit. I asked you about the method to tear Thanatos apart.”

[Forgive me, my lord. If I were to be honest, your goal is a bit too ridiculous. That is why the only method I know of to offer you is so odd.]

Arbit spoke calmly.

[Many strong men have existed in the past, but none of them dared to fight and go against the Primordial Will. The World Coordinator or the Creator is created after the demigods assimilated with the world. The concept of fighting and winning against a god has never been a possibility in the first place—the only viable method was bridging the gap by becoming strong enough to wrest away some of their authority and throne.]

A god was not exactly a living being. In a way, it could be considered to be a product of nature. After all, a god was no different from a concept or a collection of transcendental wills. Of course, there was a chance that it was possible to wipe out a transcendental will, but doing so would be equivalent to destroying an entire world. This was the same concept behind why the forced destruction of one of Neltarid’s sides would result in Earth’s destruction.

“Did Hercules become the ruler of this place?”

[During the rule of the First Lord, this place was filled with nothing but chaos and confusion—the world that you see before you now is the result of all of his long and hard work. It’s incredibly difficult for a world to be born like that ever again.]

This world was created by the sin of god after the three way battle between the Absolute God and the two gods who dared to rebel against her. Because of that, the Red Void needed a being that could coordinate and tune its space.

“So, this is how a god is born?”

[Although it’s been 30,000 years, I still can’t confidently give judgment on that matter. But there’s one thing for sure—unlike Goddess Freyja, Neltarid and Thanatos were both made by a god’s hands. They were demigods who became gods. Of course, the same is true for you, my lord. You have already escaped from the cycle of human karma once, no?]

Then, Arbit whispered as if he wanted to persuade Davey.

[Please become the god of the Red Void. My lord, you are already a demigod. If you can handle and take control of the power of the first lord, then you will be able to easily become the master of the Red Void.]

“Then you’ll be able to go and rest?”

[Hoho. Of course.]

A grin curled at the corners of Davey’s lips when he heard Arbit’s laughter, then he beckoned to him. Arbit slowly lowered his huge head to his level.

[Is there something that you want to say?]

“I just had this weird thought: why do you know so much about this, hmm?”

[...]

“Shall I take a guess? The method that you’re proposing seems like it would put me in the same situation as you and Hercules, no?” Davey slapped the silent Arbit’s snout.

[It’s not good to introduce reckless changes.]

“Come on, give me a different way...”

[I have been waiting for 30,000 years, my lord.]

“The one who has kept you waiting for so long is Hercules, not me. Remember that, Arbit.”

Arbit’s expression changed when he heard that.

[And you’re the one who can save me now—I have been waiting for you to grant me eternal rest! But now you’re saying that you’re going to continue ignoring me like this?!]

“Ah. Can’t you wait for a hundred more years?”

[Whether it’s waiting for 1,000 or 10,000 years, the fact that each year already feels like a very long time does not change!]

The two continued to stare at each other for a long time. The one to break the silence was Arbit.

[Then... does it really mean that I have to wait for another hundred years?]

“Nope... Let’s have you wait for 500 years instead.”

[My lord!!!]

“You should let me enjoy my newly-married life, you damn punk!”

[If this fails, then everything, including your newly-married life, will also disappear!!!]

“If you’re not going to be of any help, then keep your mouth shut.”

Arbit snarled and turned around after Davey told him off harshly.

[Go on, then. I’ll try to find a way. But remember, Thanatos is a god—he doesn’t have a fixed body. If only there was a body that can be used to replace him... Ah, of course it would not be easy. There’s nobody in this world that can contain a god.]

In the end, Davey was forced to return without any gains since the now-screaming Arbit did not know anything.

***

Goddess Freyja and Davey were in a business transaction. He had only caught her interest and had never gained the goddess’ love. She might just mercilessly take away Davey’s divine power once the battle between the three gods was over—but Davey had no intention of just giving it away like that.

Davey, having finished off the last goblin who was running away, threw the blood-stained bottle away and grumbled to himself, “There’s no grave without a story.”

And Davey had no intention of making Per’s grave.

“Benevolent Goddess Freyja, your lamb is begging you. I cannot think of anything to get out of this trial...”

‘So, give me some cheats. If you help me, then good. But if you don’t, then...’

“I’m going to stick to the Abyss.”

During his protest, which wasn’t really a protest, Neltarid’s stigma on Davey’s wrist shone brightly.

[A trial is called a trial because you can challenge and overcome them.]

“Neltarid?”

[Freyja, who received my holy stigma, remember this. A god is a concept. They do not have a body.]

The revelation from a god, who could not interfere because he was busy struggling for power and fighting against his side of destruction, rang in Davey’s ears.

Davey pondered over the words that sounded quite similar to what Arbit had said. What did those words mean?

[Freyja, who received my holy stigma.]

“My name is Davey. Do not call me by that name.”

[You will have an opportunity.]

Du-talk! Du-talk!

Davey, who heard Durian Talk’s ringtone for an incoming message, grabbed his phone. That was when he saw the urgent messages sent by United States’ President Donald Drumper on the app.

Davey was not sure about group chats, but he was very sure that all personal chats were blocked on his phone. Did he get hacked? Considering America’s capabilities, he supposed it wasn’t impossible.

[Please help us! I will do anything. Millions of people are going to die! Help!]

A few pictures popped up—in those pictures was a very familiar figure. It was a girl wearing a dark purple gothic lace dress who was carrying a matching dark purple parasol.

She was currently the most threatening and most powerful being from the Abyss. Unlike the fallen Abyss, she was still putting pressure upon Davey after eventually being freed from Alf Online.

What was she doing? It seemed like she would not leave this place until all of the humans on earth died. Davey, who pondered over this matter, suddenly thought of something else.

“Wait. She’s also from the Abyss.”

Even Sleesia, the highest ranking Princess of the Abyss, dared not cross her path. They were no match for her with how strong she was.

“...”

Normally, Davey would have let them do their thing and wait for his turn. Not this time.

Thwack!!!

When Davey clapped his hands, his friends in nature began to gather.

“Heed my call. Summon.”

[The wind of beginning.]

A strong and powerful wind blew.

[The light echo that carries the words of god.]

The source of life and the one in charge of all creation was being summoned with Davey’s call. As a huge amount of spirit energy gathered, Davey looked at the overwhelmingly strong cyclone that had gathered in front of him and said, “I’m going to cross the sea, so give me a ride. Ah, wait. There’s no distance-based surcharge, right?”

The cyclone fluctuated when it heard Davey’s words.

To summon a Spirit King, one had to have a strong power and a great desire. Davey did not know if the summoning would be possible this time. But it seemed like the three slave Spirit Kings, who thought that they should not be the only ones being beaten and treated this way, did their best to disguise Davey to allow the summoning.

‘Welcome. Once you’ve been caught, you will never be able to go back.’

[Hmm? How can a human summon me... What the hell is this? Gnoass, Ellaim and Iffrit’s power?!]

“Alright. Just sign a contract, you dodo.”

Furious at Davey’s words, the Wind Spirit King created a powerful storm.

[Silence!!! You insignificant bug! How dare you call the Wind Spirit King with such a vulgar word like dodo...]

“Contract.”

Wind Spirit King Sylphid flinched at Davey’s word. He, who took on the form of a dodo, looked at Davey with wide eyes when he felt the pressure weighing down on him.

“Are you signing it or not?” Davey picked up the bottle and pointed the sharp end at him. “I have to cross the sea right away, do you understand? Right now, the only one I can mobilize among those who can fly is you.”

‘Eclipse, I’m coming to meet you right now.’