I Became a Mythical Hunter After Killing the Golden Goblin - Chapter 142

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Chapter 142. Tower of Ascension – Library of All Phenomena (2)
First, I needed to decide what kind of new skill to create.
“I’ll discard the commonplace options.”
Swordsmanship, martial arts, magic—such things were abundant. Even combining them wouldn’t easily yield new knowledge to acquire.
Or perhaps the combination system itself merely merges existing skills to produce existing results.
That was undoubtedly the answer. If I created truly new knowledge this way, the Library of All Phenomena would possess authority exceeding even Akasha itself.
‘In the end, I must infuse my own knowledge and recreate it anew.’
Still, the combination system had merit. It allowed me to select only the finest skills, elevate their quality, and ultimately create the most optimal knowledge possible.
I acknowledged it wouldn’t be easy. That’s why the time dilation was so absurd. I harbored no concerns about lifespan.
Aging simply didn’t occur within the Tower of Ascension—that was fundamental. Besides, even without such an effect, I was immortal, so there was no problem.
“Hmm… I have one martial art and one magic.”
So what should I create? I pondered. After a long silence, I reached a conclusion.
This… had no answer.
When I actually tried to decide, nothing came to mind. Knowledge that could elevate my tier while benefiting me. Knowledge worth acquiring that my damned talent could manifest.
No matter how much I deliberated, I couldn’t reach a conclusion.
After brooding further, I abandoned the thought. Aimless worrying like this wouldn’t yield answers.
“Let me start by confirming things I’m curious about?”
A repository of knowledge. Everything I read here would benefit me. And finding my answer among that knowledge was the proper sequence.
First, I conducted a detailed search for the knowledge that came to mind and summoned it before me.
〚Item: Skill 【Chaos Magic】[Heroic~Mythic-F]〛
This was the prototype skill that became the pinnacle of Pride I had obtained. It was an ability I unlocked after acquiring three pairs—six total—of Pride’s Wings.
After clearing the first of Heracles’ Twelve Labors and receiving the item’s effect, my tier evolved into the pinnacle of Pride.
As I opened the book, knowledge began flooding into my mind.
〚Designation – Chaos Magic is a spell created by three leaders of Grigori, an organization of Fallen Angels, utilizing both sacred and demonic power simultaneously. It is neither black magic nor holy magic, but a peculiar force existing between them. The first leader, Lucifer, demonstrated miracles of destruction and creation. The second leader, Azazel, specialized in summoning and sacrifice. The third leader, Samael, specialized in curses and healing. More specifically…〛
I fell silent, reviewing the records organizing themselves in my mind. Chaos Magic proved far more formidable than I’d anticipated.
In particular, my Chaos Magic at mythic tier was Belial’s variant, specialized in destruction and creation.
“Wait—if these are the powers of Fallen Angels, what about Belial?”
Wasn’t Belial the one who not only ascended to the rank of Demon King but possessed strength and authority ranking among the highest even among Demon Kings?
Though I hadn’t heard detailed explanations for why she existed in such an insignificant place so insignificantly, surely she could also wield this magic, couldn’t she?
Unfortunately, lacking permission, she couldn’t be summoned within the Library of All Phenomena.
“So I can obtain information like this as well.”
An organization of Fallen Angels called Grigori existed. Its leadership consisted of three individuals. One of those leaders was Azazel, whom I had once annihilated.
“I suppose that’s why he attempted resurrection by exploiting the System’s loopholes.”
No, calling it a loophole was imprecise. Strictly speaking, resurrection in exchange for certain conditions posed no problem whatsoever.
The issue was merely that the resurrection location was Stage-0, unreachable by denizens of the Abyss Realm.
He had descended to the Lower Realm through expedient means. Without any cost or restriction whatsoever.
I closed the book and fell into thought for a moment, then made my decision.
“I’ll create the new skill focusing on Chaos.”
Sacred power and demonic force. Light and darkness. Good and evil. Sun and moon. Life and death.
Call it what you will. The perfect power that reveals itself only within the imperfection born from the mixture of two opposing extremes.
“To be honest, among humans on Earth, I understand the power of chaos better than anyone.”
I’m inheriting Lucifer’s power, I possess the darkness of the Primordial Demon God, and I wield the fundamental martial arts imbued with the sanctity of The Sun.
Beyond that, chaos itself doesn’t come in many varieties. From the start, beings capable of wielding light and darkness—opposing forces—were extremely rare.
Aside from the Fallen Angel, nothing comes to mind. Well, if I’m being thorough, there are Ma-in who’ve made contracts with the Fallen Angel.
Unless they’re genuinely top-tier Fallen Angels, most Fallen Angels and Ma-in don’t simultaneously use divine power and demonic energy. Instead, they alternate between what’s stored in their different wings, channeling it externally from their bodies.
That’s why chaos martial arts barely exist. There’s no internal conflict occurring.
Thus, my first skill to consecrate was decided. Naturally, I chose martial arts.
Even searching the database, there were only four chaos-attribute martial arts in total, and every single one had flaws—inferior in grade.
At this level, whatever I create will be entirely new knowledge.
“I’d like to learn darkness-attribute martial arts first, though…”
The light side has the Solar Divine Art at the source level standing firm, so I considered creating darkness-attribute martial arts first.
‘Sigh. I want to learn martial arts from my younger sister.’
The supreme martial arts for wielding demonic energy taught by the absolute being of the Supreme Martial Realm! Considering my sister’s stats were all at the source level, her martial arts would definitely be source-grade too.
Or perhaps an Authority. That would be more accurate.
‘She’ll teach me, right?’
My kind younger sister would teach her older brother martial arts even if she’s fallen. Probably?
If she doesn’t, I’ll have to learn the legendary-grade darkness-attribute martial arts I was thinking of…
“Nah, surely she’ll teach me.”
Anxiety surges. Recalling my sister, now cold and sharp, I can’t be certain. Just 0.000000001% anxious.
Really. Exactly that much anxiety.
“Hmm. So should I create one beforehand? I’m not going to learn it anyway, right?”
To create chaos martial arts, I’d need another one at a similar level anyway.
There’s so much knowledge related to martial arts that creating something new isn’t easy. Can I even attempt it without reaching the state of no-self again?
But reaching an artificially induced state of no-self now, without a life-or-death battle, is equally difficult.
As I pondered, I decided to just try. I opened the search function and first searched for a representative martial art using demonic energy.
“Heavenly Demon Divine Art”
I knew of the Heavenly Demon even before learning my sister was the Heavenly Demon Emperor. It was a well-known epithet through martial arts novels, and one of the absolute beings of the Human-Murim synchronized with Earth bore that title.
‘Compared to my sister, it’s like a firefly before the sun.’
It’s a bit much to call them merely “just,” but on Earth’s scale, they’d be around SSS-rank Hunter level?
Comparing them to Shin Yu-ah, the Heavenly Demon Emperor who can already easily defeat most Divine Seats, is practically an insult.
But precisely because of this, I knew: if there wasn’t just one Heavenly Demon, then there definitely wouldn’t be just one Heavenly Demon Divine Art.
And indeed.
“What the hell? How many Heavenly Demons are there?”
I already knew the Murim wasn’t limited to just three. The System had once announced that dimensions not yet in contact with the Abyss vastly outnumbered those already contacted.
But even so…
“147 Heavenly Demon Divine Arts is a bit much, isn’t it?”
That means there are at least 147 Heavenly Demons, doesn’t it?
Of course, they share the same name but vary entirely in grade and rank. Some were merely epic-grade at SS-rank, pathetically weak, while others reached mythic-grade at EX+ rank, supremely exalted.
“And if I include source-grade martial arts on top of this…”
Roughly 150? The fact that there were 150 Heavenly Demons…
I let out a hollow laugh, nodding my head with satisfaction. Well, in any case, this was good for me.
The more samples of Celestial Demon Divine Art I had, the more I could reference and master.
Even if my other talents were duds, possessing the Demonic Body, the Primordial Body, and the Chaos Body meant I had genius-level talent and beyond in those three aspects.
Thus, I summoned all 147 volumes of the Celestial Demon Divine Art before me and began to absorb them. Of course, since all knowledge was imprinted upon opening each book, I didn’t actually read them.
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At the moment when Shin Ju-ha had fallen into deep absorption with his reading, on Earth.
A group of foreigners entered South Korea through Incheon Airport, the nation’s representative gateway, arriving at staggered intervals.
“Whoa! That person!”
“What? Who is it? Do you know that foreigner?”
“Y-yeah… that person. That one—the A-rank Hunter from England who’s also a major conglomerate heir.”
“What in the world brings people like that to our country?”
“If journalists or high-ranking officials knew about something like this, they wouldn’t just pretend not to notice. Did they enter secretly?”
The eight foreigners moved as though they had been a team from the start, entering at different times but all heading toward the same destination.
Their destination was the suite room of the Baekwha Hotel, South Korea’s finest hotel.
Reunited after roughly a day, they were all individuals bearing names renowned across the globe. Without exception, they were skilled Hunters whose talents surpassed mere prospects and reached toward the ranks of true elites.
There was only one reason they had entered so secretly.
“Welcome, all of you.”
At the words of William, the man who appeared to be their leader and one of the British royal family, everyone bowed their heads slightly.
While his position as a prince high in the line of succession was one reason, the primary reason was that he held the highest rank within the organization they belonged to.
Organization—Dragonic.
They were Guardians who served and lived under the great and supreme Dragon.
“You’ve all worked hard coming all this way to such a remote foreign land.”
William’s face hardened as he surveyed South Korea spread out beyond the window. His expression was etched with unmistakable anger and irritation.
‘Damn it.’
It had been less than several days since he had come to despise South Korea so intensely. Before this, he had paid no attention to such a country and had no reason to care.
But now that rumors of the Saint—England’s pride and face—colluding with the Demon King had become certain and spread across the world, the British royal family had to bear the full brunt of that damage.
They even had to pay the price for helping the Saint and manipulating the competition.
Of course, this was anger befitting a British prince. And beyond that, his hatred had only deepened due to the orders handed down by the Divine Being they served—the Red Dragon Clan.
“To think we must come all this way just to eliminate a mere low-rank Hunter.”
Shin Ju-ha. A fool who dared to look upon the great Dragon without bowing and stood against him. He had heard the man possessed some technique of note and had even been provided items to prepare for it, but he didn’t take it particularly seriously.
Those gathered here were at minimum B-rank Divine Beings, so dealing with a mere E-rank Hunter was no difficult task.
Suppressing his emotions, William returned to the round table and made his declaration.
“Gather information as quickly as possible and proceed with the operation. I have no desire to remain on this repulsive land any longer.”
At his command, the others bowed their heads, and thus the force targeting Shin Ju-ha began to move.

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