God, Incrinew was baffled.
A lowly human who couldn’t even wield aura approached him, babbling with disrespect.
How dare a mere mortal, incapable of utilizing energy, act so arrogantly?
He had mercilessly knocked down the strongest Duke Balzac in this space, making it painfully clear who was superior, yet this human still acted so rudely.
What a pathetic creature. Perhaps they weren’t even blessed with intelligence.
Incrinew felt a surge of anger rising.
At the same time, he found it utterly ridiculous and couldn’t help but laugh.
Indeed, mortal beings were both pitiable and amusing.
With a squelching sound, Duke Yuma stepped up onto the Seat of Prophecy without hesitation and stood before Princess Brigitte.
“…Yuma.”
Brigitte slowly opened her mouth. Her pastel pink lips trembled slightly.
Yuma placed a hand on the shoulder of the First Princess Brigitte.
“Ask your question, Brigitte.”
Yuma’s calm, deep blue eyes met Brigitte’s gaze.
“What do you want?”
Yuma was testing Brigitte.
He was curious about the thoughts of the princess who had walked alongside him with shared intentions, despite their distance.
If he mentioned a choice that would lead to one of them dying, she would probably be quite disappointed.
Brigitte felt a strange sensation.
The fear she had just felt towards Incrinew was dissipating.
Because of Yuma’s presence.
It was merely a vague belief.
A vague faith in someone who had achieved what seemed impossible until now.
Therefore, Brigitte could speak honestly.
“…I don’t want to let either of them die. I might accept my own death, but not theirs.”
Yuma slowly nodded in response to her words.
“I understand.”
That answer was enough.
Brigitte didn’t disappoint Yuma.
“Uhehe…!”
A childlike laugh came from beside them. It was Incrinew, with his purple skin.
“Uhuhahaha! Why would lowly mortals not want to see someone die? It’s too funny! Truly, mortals are both pitiable and entertaining…”
Saying this, Incrinew approached Yuma.
“What do you believe in, human?”
Yuma didn’t respond to that.
Instead, he asked another question.
“Don’t you know me?”
Would a god already have observed his existence? Or not? That was his doubt.
Incrinew tilted his head.
“How could I possibly know a mere inferior mortal? A being whose name isn’t even mentioned in the [Revelation].”
The Revelation.
Yuma realized that this ‘god’ was not one who observed the world from the heavens.
“As a god with the privilege to kill even those listed in that Revelation.”
The Revelation that recorded the future of this world.
And gods had the ability to read it.
That seemed to be the source of the gods’ knowledge.
Princess Brigitte, Cloney, and Bell were probably among those listed in the Revelation.
Yuma retrieved a shortsword, [Black Dragon Bernac’s Tooth], from his spatial pocket.
“You can’t kill anyone.”
Yuma’s words resonated softly.
“Not Cloney. Not Bell. Not Brigitte.”
The golden-haired First Prince Schwarze had knelt, terrified of Incrinew’s awakening divine power.
The First Prince thought Yuma had lost his mind. He was absolutely certain he had gone completely insane.
I thought I was done for. I must have completely lost my mind.
‘Humans are so powerless.’
It’s true that I desperately wished for the prophecy to go wrong. But I didn’t want it to collapse so irrationally.
Isn’t this just being a toy of the gods?
But what on earth is that God of War Yuma talking about?
How can he keep his head up so proudly in front of a god like that?
Duke Balzac was barely holding onto life.
His chestnut hair was stickily smeared with blood.
“…God of War… Yuma, that person is a god. There’s no way a human can defeat him. You have to choose one person to kill.”
Duke Balzac, lying on the floor, spat blood as he spoke.
Marquis Kairos was also kneeling, crushed under Incrinew’s pressure.
‘No matter how much of a God of War he is…’
In the end, he’s just a human with the title of a god.
How can someone like that defeat the true god who reduced Duke Balzac to this state with mere divine powers that look like ‘good’?
Everyone, except for the three standing above the prophecy and the Cat-Folk Swordswoman Hestia, was doubting Yuma.
Soon, they imagined Yuma’s corpse lying cold.
Incrinew gazed at Yuma with crimson eyes.
“Boo, look, everyone thinks you’re a crazy man. Human.”
Yuma did not avert his gaze from those red eyes.
“Nothing will change. No one will die.”
Incrinew’s eyebrows twitched.
What on earth is this human believing in? So, he used one of the powers of a god.
The ability to see the [Causality Register] of the target in front of him.
Zzzt!
The space distorted. And from that faintly distorted gap, a small piece of paper popped out.
Incrinew narrowed his eyes.
“Ohho.”
He could see the list of all living beings Yuma had killed up until now.
The master-level Ten Knights of the Astes Empire.
The Grandmaster-level previous Ten Knights, Sword God Chronos, and Conqueror King Kament.
Hundreds of warriors who followed the Conqueror King.
And the Black Dragons Elcam and Acreon.
The king of the giant race, Ades.
It was hard to consider this death count as something achieved by a being unable to even wield ki.
“You’ve killed quite a number of distinguished beings, huh? Alright, I admit that I underestimated you.”
Zzzt!
Incrinew tore the paper.
The paper quickly turned to dust, floating in the air.
“However, there’s no way I can’t do what you’ve done. Those beings are creatures that will all die with just a flick of my finger.”
It couldn’t be a lie.
[Lv.666] Incrinew
This was the words of a level 666 god.
There was not a hint of exaggeration in the truth.
“If no one here is to die, you will have to kill the god you believe in… hehehe!”
Incrinew tore the space and pulled something out.
Sruung—
It was a sword that was clearly extraordinary at first glance.
[Balmung]
The Sword of Wailing and Annihilation.
“You think you can kill the god you believe in? That’s quite amusing.”
This Balmung is just a tool.
A durable tool that contains his high-level divine power and realizes his techniques.
Incrinew was about to show hell from now on.
“Princess Brigitte, and you. Only by killing one of you can this empire be saved. Your weakness in not being able to choose that one person is why everyone here is going to die.”
“I couldn’t even choose that one who could save this empire. Because of my weakness, everyone here is going to die.”
Duke Yuma believed what he saw with his own eyes.
And even now, he found a possibility within it.
“You first. And all the remaining humans will be exterminated.”
Incrinew sentenced death to the humans.
And with the sword pointing toward the ground, he lightly thrust it down.
Kuw─────ung
Centered on the tip of Balmung’s blade. A black circle spread out centered on the ground where Incrinew stood.
And that black circle engulfed the entire temple.
Black.
Darkness spread over the world.
The shape of the temple was no longer visible.
The shape of the ground was no longer visible.
The entire world plunged into complete darkness.
Even the wind that blew.
Even the air in the atmosphere could not be felt.
It felt as if the flow of time had stopped.
‘It’s all over.’
Duke Balzac fell into complete despair.
This black-and-white world was filled with the ‘lines’ he had suffered.
Death.
A world of death itself.
A landscape that could only be unfolded by a God.
An unavoidable world of death was unfurling.
Creatures.
A mere human could not stand against the divine power.
The Grand Swordmaster had no doubt at all.
That death of Yuma.
And the death that would follow after him.
“Die screaming, human.”
Step
Yuma just walked.
Toward Incrinew.
“This is the result created by your misguided actions. You die first, and one by one, they all will die.”
Step
The darkness began to slowly engulf Yuma’s body.
It stained from his toes. And in an instant, it reached his knees.
Yuma opened his mouth.
“No one will die.”
Yuma believed what he saw.
So he could still walk now.
Yuma saw.
From the ‘line’ toward Duke Balzac.
At the end of that line, a point of light was glowing.
A point that could be used as a [Parrying Point].
Step
‘Even in this attack.’
The [Line of Death] merged to form a [Plane].
And those planes, countless combinations gave birth to this [World of Death].
‘─There must be light.’
[Super Focus]
He seeks.
A handful of light.
The one solitary light in the darkness.
[Bullet Time]
Time slowed for a moment.
He poured everything he had.
Find the one radiance.
Immediately after the 30 seconds of Bullet Time elapsed.
‘Light.’
Found it.
Very faint, yet unmistakable light.
In the pitch-black darkness, there was a point of light.
The shadow of death was slowly creeping over his shoulder.
Crack─
After falling into this world, he tightly grasped the pet weapon he had swung the most, the [Black Dragon Bernac’s Tooth].
There was only one chance to strike that light.
With precision.
As it had always been.
He had no doubt about his own ‘Parrying’.
He strikes the light.
He makes it the ‘Parrying Point’ that will kill this world of death.
He can do it.
He must do it.
A clear sound echoed.
Whoa—whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh!!!!!!!!
The single point of light cracked open.
It began to shatter the pitch-black death.
The scenery of the pure white temple gradually came back into view.
“…Human, you are—.”
The face of the purple god twisted.
<Absolute Counter>
The world of death.
A power capable of swallowing a whole continent and instantly obliterating all living beings across every space in that continent.
Ten times that power.
The tenfold of [Ending] that Incrinew had unleashed was now reversing.
The caster.
Against God, Incrinew.
Incrinew doubted his own eyes.
The world of ending was lifting.
And something similar to that ending.
Ku-gugugugugugugugugugugugugu─────!!!!!
No, it was evident that a condensed ki wave, several times more than the ending, was shooting towards him.
Incrinew manifested in the Intermediate World with his true form.
The body of a god.
Not a human body, but the divine body, wrapped in divine power.
A physique with greater defense and recovery than a dragon.
But—
Crack
That body was dissipating.
Crack-crack
In an instant, a black pillar shot up from the ground.
That black pillar devoured Incrinew’s body.
“What are you….”
Incrinew realized in an instant.
This black pillar was his [Ending].
“What the hell are you!!”
For the first time ever, Incrinew felt fear.
The primordial stage of this world.
A god born shortly after its inception felt fear.
His body was being erased.
The attack power of ending. The power to rob life.
This power was layered several times over within the pillar.
The god’s body was vanishing.
“N-no!!!!”
His thighs were being consumed. His lower body was entirely devoured. And then, his upper body.
All that was left was his head.
Incrinew’s head floated in the air.
The scenery of the original world returned completely.
And everyone who rose to perceive the current situation had their jaws dropped.
A god was dying.
‘If I just send my soul to the Divine Realm, I can rebuild my body…!’
Incrinew fought to the very end.
However.
Bang
His head shattered.
The purple light, ‘soul’, was struck.
The power of ending.
The strength he had naturally wielded as a god.
Incrinew had forgotten how terrifying that power was.
He was always the one to bring the world to an end.
The soul of a god became half twisted.
-Why… do you have… such… power──
A sound resembling crying echoed from his soul within the temple.
-I don’t want to die… I cannot perish. I am a god. I am a god!!! There’s no reason for me to die!!!
“There is a reason.”
Yuma’s cold words reached Incrinew’s soul.
“Because you coveted my things.”
Crack──
Incrinew’s soul was completely shattered.
The purple light extinguished entirely.
Thus, the god died.
