I Became a Mythical Hunter After Killing the Golden Goblin - Chapter 198

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Chapter 198. The Path to the Bottomless Pit
If I were to choose the most valuable item I had ever acquired, I would undoubtedly have selected Longinus.
Facing Kamighin, the Heavenly Slayer Star Demon, and countless lesser demons, the seal on my greatest weapon had been broken over sixty percent. Yet from this moment forward, Longinus was relegated to second place.
Now, the ring imbued with the wisdom of creation—which had achieved its second liberation and attained the rank of a four-star artifact—claimed the top position. I suppressed the trembling in my chest and tested the inscribed power.
I raised my hand and visualized a single form in my mind. A negligible amount of mana, barely noticeable as dust, drained away as creation took shape.
What materialized was one of the lowest-tier recovery potions: Refreshing Blessing. That very potion which filled my inventory infinitely.
A hollow laugh escaped me. I uncorked it and poured the contents into my mouth, and with its characteristic refreshing sensation came a sense of vitality returning.
“Insane.”
My vitality was so astronomically high that I felt no effect whatsoever, yet the effect was undeniable. It truly was a lowest-tier potion.
I swallowed hard, my eyes trembling as I contemplated something else. This time, something of greater value. After deliberating for a long while, I finally made my decision and extended my hand.
Light erupted from the ring, and in an instant, every ounce of the celestial power I possessed drained away. An overwhelming sense of exhaustion and helplessness crashed over me, and I found myself collapsing to the ground without warning.
“Damn. Was that too much?”
This was still only half the power of creation. Had I been too greedy?
No. Even halved, creation was creation. I could forge anything. But the price was proportionally immense precisely because it was incomplete.
My heart of heaven responded violently, expelling vast reserves of mana. My tremendous regenerative capacity added its own strength. The total was so enormous that the recovery rate was terrifying.
Yet even as it recovered, the mana was sucked into the ring. The quality itself was incomparable to ordinary mana, a force of transcendent rank—and it was being consumed at a staggering rate.
I could not move my body. The massive expenditure could only inflict damage from within.
Cough. Cough. Cough.
Crimson blood surged from deep within and finally burst from my lips. My face grew pale as if my very life force were being stolen. My consciousness blurred, and I could barely hear Akasha’s warnings.
“Damn… this…”
Just as I thought I might die so pathetically, the mana absorption ceased as if to say “this is enough,” and my body, which had seemed on death’s door, returned to normal in an instant.
“Gasp!”
Breathing heavily, I gazed upon a radiant crimson sun hovering before me, shining brilliantly.
That divine object I had once sacrificed to obtain the power of arrogance—so long ago now it seemed like ancient history!
〚Item: Divine Object (神物)—The Eye of the Most Exalted Sun [Mythic] has been created!〛
The crimson disc symbolizing the sun was immediately bound to me, shifting its position above my head before vanishing from sight.
“If I try this twice, I’ll actually die, won’t I?”
Even a god-king-tier being must stake their life to create an object of mythic rank.
〚You will not die.〛
“I nearly died just now.”
〚You will absolutely not die. Even though the power of creation demands a tremendous price, it is not an evil force that devours life itself. Of course, there will be severe penalties. It is only because of your tremendous regenerative capacity that you suffered merely this much. Had your recovery been weaker, you would have suffered from demonic possession—magical inability—for at least several years. And to attempt creating a supreme-tier divine object from the start… whether to call it reckless or bold, I cannot say.〛
“So ultimately, it will never take my life?”
〚Yes. And besides, objects of impossible rank simply cannot be created. Try visualizing Longinus.〛
I immediately recalled the spear I had wielded dozens, hundreds of times, and invoked the concept of creation. But as if I lacked the qualifications, or as if it were forbidden, the concept of creation did not answer my will.
〚It is a power lent by the Creator. Because the Creator’s blessing rests upon you, you can create divine objects. Otherwise, even legendary-rank items would have been precarious.〛
“True. If I were going to die, you would have stopped me. Even if you cannot see my future, you can read my thoughts.”
〚Yes. Experiencing it firsthand is the faster path to learning. Besides, brief suffering in exchange for a divine object is hardly a loss.〛
“That much is true.”
Having witnessed only incomprehensible-tier powers and items of late, divine objects seemed weak by comparison, yet they were truly among the highest-ranking items obtainable in the Abyss.
Even the gods of the Abyss Realm coveted such artifacts.
Even considering that Mammon, a being driven mad by greed, deemed merely three star-marked items as his greatest treasures, I could grasp just how immeasurable the value of divine artifacts truly was.
“In truth, those star-marked items feel crafted for Divine Kings or Concept Divine Seats.”
〚Correct. Stars transcend the existing grade system. They exist on a second dimension—the tier that applies to Concept Divine Seats.〛
I retrieved the finest potion from my inventory, tossed it into my mouth, and rose to my feet while savoring the surging power of the heavens.
I checked the final message I had yet to confirm.
〚You have acquired and bound Solomon’s Ring!〛
〚Second Awakening…Error!〛
〚Second Awakening has been completed!〛
〚The path to Third Awakening has been revealed!〛
〚A Sub-Job has been detected!〛
〚All powers have been unified into one!〛
〚Seeking a resolution…〛
〚Jobs are being consolidated!〛
〚Congratulations!〛
〚Job: Heavenly Slayer Star Demon (天惡聖魔) 〚★★★★★〛 has been created!〛
Nothing changed. My job had simply evolved to match the overwhelmingly transcendent concept of the heavens. Well, while my standing rose dramatically alongside the elevation of my job’s rank, that was all there was to it.
I gained no new powers or abilities. If anything, the only thing worth mentioning was a slight increase in the perfection of my heavenly concept.
Once I had confirmed all messages, I moved forward without hesitation. To reach the Bottomless Pit in the Upper Realm, I now had to move relentlessly without pause.
“When will I reach the Upper Realm?”
At least I could ignore all the stage trials and push straight ahead—a small mercy. I began moving toward my objective, unaware that a group was following in my wake.
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“He’s moving.”
“It appears he’s heading toward the Upper Realm.”
“His target is the Bottomless Pit, they say. A Labyrinth existing at the edge of the Upper Realm. I’ve heard rumors of it myself a few times. Supposedly the worst Labyrinth-type stage in the Abyss. A place where no one has ever been permitted beyond the 500th floor.”
“What should we do? Our original plan was to strike all at once, but….”
Those gathered exchanged glances, their eyes gleaming. Bound together by fate—whether fortune or misfortune—ever since the Wings of Arrogance item, they had come to gather like this.
For now, they maintained goodwill toward one another and combined their strength, yet trust was utterly absent—to the point where backstabbing and monopolizing gains would warrant no blame.
Thus, striking all at once? That was hardly an optimal choice.
However! If they scattered and each fended for themselves instead? That would be the absolute worst move. They would be picked off one by one with one hundred percent certainty.
They understood their own position well. They were beings who had inherited the power of the Evil God Lucifer himself. Of course, they knew they could not have inherited such tremendous power in its entirety, and that the inheritance was still incomplete.
“Strike as quickly as possible. Before that creature fully adapts to the power and completes the inheritance.”
At the words of The Emperor, a Named being from the planet Nova—renowned even throughout the Middle Realm—all nodded in agreement.
Missing an opportunity to immediate greed would indeed be foolish. If they fractured like this and lost their target or suffered defeat, they would need to worry about their very lives, let alone greed.
Then the grass rustled, and the presence of something became apparent.
“Found you. So the little rats were here.”
The moment the voice rang out, those who drew upon divine power and readied their weapons braced themselves. Since all gathered here were at minimum those who operated in the Middle Realm or beyond, none responded clumsily to this unexpected variable.
All eyes turned toward the newly appeared man, and their bodies trembled. They had identified who their opponent was.
“A…a Dragon?!”
“Why would a Red Dragon appear in such a Lower Realm?!”
“C…calm yourselves! It’s merely a hatchling! We are not so weak as to lose to a mere hatchling now!”
As someone shouted on behalf of the group, those who had just realized they had become Apostles of the Divine and received tremendous power quickly wiped away their fear and surged with newfound confidence.
It was the hatchling who found himself flustered by their sudden momentum and strength. Understandably so—they were nothing but insignificant creatures at best.
Yet the power they wielded was of a magnitude so vast that even he could not comprehend it.
“Dogs of the gods, are we?”
“A lizard pup calling us dogs? We made a deal, nothing more. The gods grant us power, and we deliver them the death of the one they desire.”
At those words, Ignium, now understanding the situation, laughed bitterly and cried out toward the heavens.
“Make a deal with me as well, Divine Beings! I shall capture Shin Ju-ha and present him to you!”
All eyes turned toward him. Simultaneously, the faces of the Apostles, the Anti-Shin Ju-ha Alliance, and the arrogance-power theft team all contorted.
Countless gods gathered their attention upon Ignium. The meaning in their collective gaze was unmistakably one of interest. The most prominent among those gazes spoke in divine tongue.
【So the dragon race that once called itself the greatest now begs for mercy from us gods?】
“I remain the greatest of all dragon races. I am not some insignificant creature like them! And this is an equal exchange! I will capture Shin Ju-ha and deliver him to you, so name your price.”
【Hollow justification. You cannot accomplish this alone, so you seek to borrow our strength. The arrogant dragon who once dominated the Divine Realms has fallen far, but not to this extent, surely.】
Ignium’s face flushed with shame and insult, but unlike his nature, he did not spew curses despite his rising anger.
He possessed some sense of propriety, and he could at least discern the gap between himself and his opponent.
The being he was conversing with now was of equal standing—or perhaps greater—than Mammon, who had toyed with him like a plaything mere days ago. He had no choice but to exercise restraint.
Moreover, beneath the veneer of an “equal exchange,” it was clear that Ignium was the one at a disadvantage.
“Enough talk. Will you accept the deal or not?”
【Not bad. It was awkward to rely solely on these insignificant worms. A hatchling of Lord bloodline might prove worthwhile.】
As the gods’ gazes intensified, tremendous power temporarily descended upon Ignium. It was not the blessing of a single god.
Just as the so-called Anti-Shin Ju-ha Alliance had been granted power, the blessings of countless gods now descended upon him temporarily.
【We have paid the advance. Should you fail, you will forfeit much.】
The tone was sinister, clearly laden with ulterior motives. As it should be.
The gods had never entertained the possibility of these creatures succeeding. No matter how many dozens of divine blessings descended upon them, they did not believe they could slay Shin Ju-ha, who stood equal to them—or perhaps even surpassed them.
They merely intended to use this as a warning and recoup their losses through the planets and wealth of these insignificant beings should they fail.
Their true plan was to confront him directly once he reached the Abyss Realm.
But with this foolish dragon, who believed himself a mighty and superior being, joining their ranks, they could now imprint that warning far more decisively.
Should they miraculously succeed in slaying Shin Ju-ha, all the better. Should they fail, they would simply extract the divine coins expended in granting these blessings from the Dragon Realm.
“Kekekeke. Failure is impossible. As long as I possess strength, I will not lose to insignificant worms.”
Ignium moved immediately. With the overwhelming dragon leader’s appearance, the alliance moved in perfect unison, rapidly closing in on Shin Ju-ha.
Of course, there were two things they did not know.
First, the gods were using them as disposable pawns.
Second, Shin Ju-ha had already become a powerhouse of Zeus’s caliber.
From the start, this was a battle that made no sense.

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