Chapter 547
Boom!
The raging flames from within shattered Him; the scattered fireballs were pierced by ten thousand swords and cleaved by a thousand corpses, leaving Him nowhere to hide and nowhere to escape.
Yuki saw the largest fireball reveal facial features—the face of 'Sky God' Sorion, a face filled with confusion and fear. He stepped forward, and the Black Hole muzzle of a gun was pressed directly against the center of his forehead.
The man, looking down with disdain for the gods, pulled the trigger.
"It's you!!"
Chapter Thirty: Respectfully Sending Off the Supreme God! (End of Volume)
Did you win?
Froya withdrew her hands, because the ever-flowing Chaos Furnace Flame had disappeared, burning the special subspace passed down through generations of Fox Demon into a wasteland.
Ignoring her heartache, she quickly turned around and hugged Kalpas, then stared wide-eyed at her surroundings.
As the Chaos Furnace Flame disappeared, countless people were falling. They were all stretched to their Limit, and the moment they relaxed, they fainted. The giant dragons, who still had strength left, swooped down like seagulls to save people. This was the first time in ten thousand years that they could fly freely, and the dragons felt nauseous from the flight.
We won.
Dias released his grip, letting the spear fall into the sea. He staggered, and his wife quickly steadied him.
"How about it?"
"I won't die. This scene was truly breathtaking. The moment Sorion made contact with the Fox Demon, my heart stopped." Dias gasped for breath, turning his head to look into the distance, where the fighting on another battlefield had also ceased.
With Sorion's fall, the miracle immediately lost its power. Without this morale boost, the Demon-Hunting Army collapsed on the spot. Meanwhile, another important figure, who had little presence, finally stepped forward and forced the stubbornly resisting soldiers to surrender.
"The Left Hand of Sora, I almost forgot about her."
"Being a spectator is good enough. It's never too late to wake up. Too many people have died in this battle. There's no need to continue." Dias leaned on his wife's shoulder, and the couple gazed at the battlefield in silence.
The sea was like land, with canyons and giant pits carved out everywhere, except that countless corpses drifted with the current.
Humans, demons, dragons, and gods—their blood dyed the once azure sea a kaleidoscope of colors, creating a spectacular sight when viewed from the sky.
"And him?"
"Mr. Crown hasn't come out, could it be...?"
"Impossible, that guy was just reminiscing about Godslaying." Zhan Shuai shook his head firmly; he was completely convinced of that person's abilities.
Like a chain, link after link, it forcefully pulled the god of the sky down from his horse. As the creator of this Corpse Mountain, Blood Sea, he might gamble recklessly, or he might bravely and fearlessly Godslaying.
"But this bastard is cunning; he would never sacrifice himself for a cause. He'll only bet when he's sure of success."
"But without him, we would surely die." Isaac flew over, carrying a god in each hand.
"You fools will never understand how you turned into firewood, even until you die. Look at me, I knew Mr. Crown was reliable from the start." Dias looked like he had a discerning eye, but then his face darkened.
"It's a pity he's leaving soon, otherwise I really wanted to have a lively drinking session with him for a few days!"
"We can let him stay for a few days..."
"Idiot, haven't you realized that he's the one in a hurry? If time were truly unlimited, he wouldn't have fought so fiercely. That bastard would have just been calm and collected, letting Sorion suffer to death."
Zhan Shuai's witty remark caused the gathered crowd to exchange bewildered glances, wondering if Yuki had revealed some information to him.
"So everyone, cheer up! We don't need to thank him for his great kindness; we must properly bid farewell to our savior!"
Done.
Yuki shattered Sorion, extinguishing every spark and utterly reducing the God of the Sky to nothingness.
[Player Yuki, you have defeated the Chaos Grade Avatar, and the Authority of the Gods has been upgraded to the Six Gods' Authority]
[Player Yuki, you have obtained 12 Specialization Points and 12 Enhancement Points]
A series of murmurs rang out, but Yuki didn't listen carefully, nor did he even look at the power of the Six Gods' Authority; he only focused on the final hint.
[Player Yuki, your overall rating has reached Epic IV]
Epic Tier IV represents the highest score a player can achieve after the Great Cataclysm; beyond that, the only way to remove the limit is by killing yourself.
Yuki somewhat excited. As expected, it was high risk and high reward. Unlike the Calamity of Blood and the Bloodthirsty Red Moon, this time he had forged his own path.
But he wasn't that excited. Both were Epic IV-tier, but the difference between a simple Sky God and Chaos Grade Incarnation formed by the fusion of six gods was too great.
"But eventually, stepping over countless corpses, I reached the pinnacle."
Yuki glanced at the Corpse Mountain, Blood Sea, as if he could see the countless lives he had killed along the way, but he had no time to savor the memory.
The final battle yielded great gains, but at a considerable cost. The Reincarnation Game's gaze has already turned its attention to them, but they lack a proxy, and in his mentally challenged state, he reacts very slowly.
So, you originally planned to use Sorion as a weapon to kill me?
Yuki stood inside the Furnace and read that gaze, but he didn't leave immediately. Instead, he focused on recovering his strength, because there was still one agent left, until Mebius's voice rang in his ears.
"It's solved. You owe me a huge favor!"
The woman's voice was tired and childish, as if she didn't want to say another word. The Flame-Chaser had retreated on their own initiative, hiding somewhere on the battlefield hoping to gain an advantage.
Unexpectedly, Yuki remembered him and specifically sent an Epic II player, whose strength was not diminished, to hunt him down.
"It must have been tough."
"It's more than just hard work; He's better than me! I must have been out of my mind to help you with this trouble. If he hadn't been so unaware that someone else was hiding behind the scenes, I would be the one who died!"
"Alright, alright, I'll make it up to you later."
"Let's talk about it when we get back. I don't want to see you. Don't overthink it. I just get annoyed looking at you and that idiot."
What's so annoying? She's clearly been Flame-Chaser and is too embarrassed to come see me.
The battle between Mebius and the Flame-Chaser is bound to be fierce, but this person is the one who has Yuki. If it weren't for her, the Reincarnation Game wouldn't have fallen into a stagnation.
These two have passed the test and become partners second only to their senior classmates.
Fighting side-by-side to complete an extremely difficult dungeon has already surpassed the 'ally' rating. As for how to contact each other afterward, that's far from the time for planning.
"Let's finish the last step and get out of here before the Reincarnation Game realizes what's happening."
With no more worries, Yuki deactivated the Furnace and, as expected, did not see the sky full of flames. However, the scene before him made him slightly taken aback.
The sky was filled with military formations, their gold and silver armor reflecting the setting sun in a blood-red hue. The formations were no longer as perfectly ordered as before, many with shattered armor or covered in wounds, but this survival of countless battles only added to their imposing presence.
Dragons soared through the air, circling before the battle lines. The gods strained their spirits, while the demons licked their wounds.
Apart from a few people cleaning up the battlefield and rescuing the wounded, the rest were lined up and waiting.
Yuki was surprised. After a day of fierce fighting, he thought everyone would be exhausted and he could just take the Chaos Furnace Flame and make a quiet escape. He never expected to come out and set up such a large formation.
"Aren't you tired? Why bother with all this fancy stuff?" Yuki turned his head and looked at the War General who was being helped over by his wife.
The warlord gently pushed his wife away, his voice firm as steel. "I'm tired, but I know you're in a hurry. I can only hurry and fulfill my duty. A hero who saves the world cannot leave quietly. He bravely fights the enemy and deserves glory."
This is the moral code of the Hero Continent. Why does Sorion's perfect plan care about dignity? From the gods to mortals, the pursuit of glory is ingrained in their bones. That's why He hates Yuki and makes him tear off his mask to become the enemy of this world.
Yuki blinked, then shook his head with a wry smile, "You know I don't care about these things."
"But we care. Heroes should ascend to the throne amidst hymns of praise, and their deeds should be passed down for ten thousand years!" Zhan Shuai frowned, gave him a push on the shoulder, and said, "Stop being so wishy-washy. If you can't wait any longer, we can't hold on much longer either. I'm exhausted. Get out of here so I can go and rest."
This was a well-intentioned act, and Yuki was not one to hesitate. Following the pushing force, he finally took a step towards the sky.
Have you thought about what to do next?
"You're just prone to anxiety. You've taken away even the Chaos Furnace Flame, and we still haven't found a way to keep the world going. We deserve to perish." Zhan Shuai shoved him again and burst into laughter.
"You've made the inevitable 'possible,' so let's see if it leads to endless war or peaceful coexistence!"
That's true, I'm ultimately just a passerby.
Yuki nodded happily, as if ascending an invisible staircase, looking at each face.
Isaac, Hathaway, Minatilis, Moresa, Froya...
This was the longest quest I'd ever undertaken since becoming a player, taking nearly two months in total. During that same amount of time, my senior classmates were already working on their third dungeon.
No, I, a passerby, will become eternal.
He gazed at the furnace fire in the clouds. This instance was much like the recycling bin of the Reincarnation Game. Perhaps in the Ancient Dragon Era, He had dealt with some players. These thousands of lives were nothing more than sacrificial offerings.
"But from now on, that will not be the case. They have been freed by my own hand."
Ugh--
The mournful sound of bugles rang out, and the air was filled with red Petal, the power of the goddess of flowers. Because she was already exhausted, most of the Petal were broken and incomplete.
So where is my freedom?
Yuki glanced at the Petal in his palm, then resolutely moved forward, watching the battle-hardened soldiers part to the sides, their spears like a dense forest. The warriors straightened their backs as the man walked past them.
"Those who save the world must wear their crowns amidst bloodshed!"
A unified shout rang out. At this moment, the collective will even suppressed the 'inevitability' written into the underlying logic of the instance. The Chaos Furnace Flame was like a crown, which no one but Yuki could usurp.
His cloak, stained with divine blood, fluttered in the wind; his golden breastplate was covered in scars. Yuki hadn't said goodbye to anyone, and for the first time in this instance, he felt 'holiness' and 'glory'.
A true hero is one who embodies the will of the masses, fights bloody battles, and ascends the path to godhood.
Yuki felt as if he were being elevated, transcending the masses and looking down upon everything in the world.
"As a player, enjoying the cheers of the crowd, isn't that incredibly moving?"
Yuki walked through the army formation and saw Kalpas amidst the rain of flowers. Senjaku had just gone to say goodbye to the Fox Demon and didn't want to steal Yuki's thunder.
"Noisy, it serves no purpose other than to make people arrogant and conceited." Kalpas scoffed, but a smile appeared beneath his shattered mask.
"It's useful. I've been Savior before, but I want to be a savior of myself even more. Let's go, or we'll be stuck if we waste any more time."
Boom---
The sound of orderly footsteps approached, and the remaining troops turned to face this direction. Kalpas glanced at them and had to admit that their momentum was overwhelming. Then, looking at Yuki, who was not turning his head, he spat lightly.
Pah, that bastard just loves to show off.
The world is watching, gods and demons revere, but the king never looks back.
Yuki looked around and indeed didn't see Mebius. He figured she was probably hiding somewhere, gritting her teeth, because she hadn't gotten a chance to be in the limelight because of him.
Never mind, I'll make it up to you when we get back.
The two finally reached the fire pit, and upon seeing it, Kalpas suddenly remembered something else.
"Wait, we haven't completed the main quest, how do we get back?"
Players need to complete hint two to return. Although they have killed many people, they have never met the conditions. The atmosphere has been built up to this point. If they stay, wouldn't it be shameful?
Yuki remained silent, caressing the fire as if touching his own crown. Finally, he turned his head to look behind him at the army of ten thousand, seeing tense yet expectant faces.
No one knew how it would end. Zhan Shuai stood on tiptoe, both to say goodbye and to encourage himself. If he failed, an enemy more terrifying than Sorion would come from the sky.
Zheng--
He drew his Black Blade, 'Total Annihilation,' and with a dazzling display of blade light, gripped it with both hands and slashed down with all his might.
"I want to come back, who can stop me!?"
Cut off.
In that instant, the Gate of the Divine Realm vanished, the Chaos Furnace Flame disappeared, and the two people beside the furnace fire also vanished.
The sky under the setting sun became incredibly pure, with only the afterglow reflected in everyone's eyes, and the howling sea breeze carried the sound of turning pages of a bygone era.
Seconds later, ten thousand people knelt down on one knee in unison.
"Respectfully seeing off the chief god!"
Volume 1: The Road to Freedom
Chapter One: Piercing Through the Ceiling!
A leaf fell from the great tree of the cycle of Reincarnation Game and never returned.
[They have broken free from the constraints of the game; there are no longer any extraterrestrials, and no longer any rules to bind them.]
[This was a decisive failure. Every desolate world can be reused, but once separated from the tree, it vanishes without a trace.]