I Became a Mythical Hunter After Killing the Golden Goblin - Chapter 205

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Chapter 205. The Path to the Bottomless Pit (3)
The magnitude diminishes. That sense of omnipotence, as though I could accomplish anything, fades away. Something that had filled my inner being swiftly vanishes without a trace.
As the power of Concept completely dissipates, a tremendous recoil wraps around my entire body, and before I know it, a hollow breath escapes from my lips.
〚The time limit for Self-Ascendant Supremacy has ended!〛
〚As compensation for the Descent that far exceeded the skill’s limits, a corresponding causal rate is granted to ???.〛
With that ominous message as the finale, everything is neatly wrapped up.
“What a shame.”
Is it because I became one with Concept? Or because I’ve grown far too powerful?
There was no conversation with the embodied selves of authority I had hoped for. Those beings, now belonging to the vast and magnificent Concept of the Sky, simply vanished, leaving only silence as though telling me the time wasn’t right yet.
Tsk.
I was wondering how to see results this time, but now it feels like more of a loss than anything.
‘I didn’t even need to use Self-Ascendant Supremacy.’
Even though it was difficult, I could have achieved victory. Thinking about it that way, it feels like I just used the skill and left behind some unknown variable.
“Ah, let’s think positively.”
At least I’ve sent a warning to the Divine Seats. Now that they know I can temporarily summon my future self and elevate myself to a Concept Divine Seat, they won’t pull off such tricks again.
That alone makes this situation not so bad.
I straightened my drooping body and called out to Akasha.
“Akasha, which is closer—the Bottomless Pit or the Celestial Martial World?”
My current destination is the Bottomless Pit. However, I promised to help the Wudang Sect of the Celestial Martial World in exchange for learning the Tai Chi at the River of Flowing Stars.
Since the Celestial Martial World exists in the Upper Realm, if it’s on the way, it would be good to stop by. If the Bottomless Pit is closer, I plan to visit the Bottomless Pit first and then stop by afterward.
〚The Celestial Martial World exists in a deeper place than the Bottomless Pit. You could think of it as being in a state of taking a test for practical enrollment in the Abyss Realm.〛
“Is it ranked higher than Jigo Murim?”
The Murim where my Younger Sibling was possessed. A place filled with insane monsters, true to its name meaning Supreme Martial Realm. I remember that unlike my expectations, Jigo Murim was connected to the Upper Realm rather than directly enrolled in the Abyss Realm.
〚No. Jigo Murim is higher. It’s simply impossible to be directly enrolled in the Abyss Realm, so it’s connected to the Upper Realm instead. And strictly speaking, Jigo Murim and the Celestial Martial World are different cases.〛
“Different, you say?”
〚Jigo Murim is merely connected to the Abyss, with the Upper Realm as a starting point. The Celestial Martial World, on the other hand, was incorporated into Abyss territory through a deal with the Abyss after its original homeland was destroyed.〛
“Ah! So the Abyss expands its territory that way?”
〚Correct. It erases destruction in whatever form and makes it the original land, then incorporates it. If I were to give an example, there’s a difference between being incorporated as a subsidiary of the massive conglomerate called the Abyss and being a cooperative company.〛
That’s useful information. Even if Earth were to be destroyed—though of course, with me around, that won’t happen—if it did come to that, being incorporated into the Abyss wouldn’t be so bad.
‘At most, it would be incorporated into the early stages of the Lower Realm.’
I think of it as a safety net. Honestly, I don’t think this outcome would be bad. In fact, it feels more comfortable this way.
There’s no need to worry about it, and the Abyss’s System will handle everything automatically. Besides, the administrators who are already favorably disposed toward me would help if anything, and I don’t think they’d meddle with my homeland.
“Should I actually propose it?”
〚To incorporate Earth into the Abyss, you would need to hold sovereignty over Earth.〛
“That’s not difficult.”
For now, I’ll set this matter aside. The Bottomless Pit comes first. I spread my wings wide and took to the sky again, beginning my journey.
About a month passed. Finally, I arrived at the Bottomless Pit.
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〚STAGE 555-666: Bottomless Pit of the Abyss Realm〛
The moment I stepped into the zone, a message greeted me alongside the emergence of a Main Quest.
〚Main Quest: Bottomless Pit
Tier: Primordial
Rank: ???
Description: A colossal and magnificent labyrinth crafted by a great being beyond description. Those who reach its depths shall obtain fragments of that great being’s essence.
Objective: Clear 1st Floor of Bottomless Pit or higher (0/999)
Success Reward: ???
Failure Consequence: Become nourishment for the Bottomless Pit and perish〛
It was straightforward. Essentially, clear the Bottomless Pit. Since it was something I had to do anyway, I dismissed the message window without further thought.
What mattered more was this breathtaking vista before me.
“Wow. Is this the Bottomless Pit? It’s magnificent.”
Colossal, majestic, and boundless. Such was my first impression. It took a form entirely different from the gate that served as the entrance to the Abyss.
A door. Yes, this was a door. It stood wide open, adorned with all manner of cruel imagery as though it were a gateway to hell itself. It resembled a trap luring in prey.
“There are many Demons here.”
〚The Bottomless Pit is the place that interests the Demon Kings most. It’s also the only location confirmed to contain Solomon’s legacy.〛
“That makes sense.”
I was well acquainted with the Demon Kings’ obsession with Solomon through experience and hearsay. Their jealousy of me and their desperation to devour me stemmed entirely from my possession of Solomon’s legacy.
And I had greedily swallowed two massive legacies all by myself. One of them could have even fallen into their hands.
They would undoubtedly become even more unhinged.
Of course, this applied only to some of the Demon Kings. Roughly one-third of them, I’d estimate? Half of the remaining two-thirds were those who had grown arrogant, believing I couldn’t digest what they possessed anyway, and missed their window of opportunity before giving up. The other half were those who had acknowledged me from the start as one who had successfully inherited Solomon’s legacy.
If I had to add something, they were the beings closest to Solomon and the most powerful among the Demon Kings.
Yes, thanks to that being’s covert protection, when I was still weak, matters never escalated into a bloodbath.
〚Divine Seat: The Demon King of the 1st Seat regards you.〛
I felt Baal’s gaze. Among all the gazes I’d sensed since arriving at the Bottomless Pit, his was the most intense.
When I first received that gaze, my body trembled with terror. Now, it was merely a gaze—nothing more than an observation.
To be honest, I’ve grown far too strong to fear the Demon Kings anymore. My tier surpasses most of theirs.
Well, the upper-echelon Demon Kings—those belonging to the Divine Kings—are still beyond me. But that won’t take long to resolve.
If I achieve results here in this Bottomless Pit alone, the Demon Kings will never dare challenge me again. I will become the true successor who possesses all of Solomon’s legacy.
That’s why they cast such gazes.
〚Divine Seat: The Demon King of the 46th Seat regards you.〛
〚Divine Seat: The Demon King of the 5th Seat regards you.〛
〚Divine Seat: The Demon King of the 27th Seat regards you.〛
〚Divine Seat: The Demon King of the 11th Seat regards you.〛
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〚Among the 72 Seats of the Dark Demon Realm, a total of 66 Demon Kings currently seated regard you.〛
As the gazes of all existing Demon Kings converged upon me—excluding the six Seats that were absent due to death like Belial or other reasons—the sky darkened to pitch black, and an immense pressure began to crush down upon the space itself.
Some gazes carried goodwill. Some carried curiosity. Some carried hostility. Some carried rage.
There was one commonality among all these gazes laden with countless emotions: they could not help but take interest in me.
“If you’re just going to sit there and watch with a heavy rear end, then get out.”
I too released my aura to counter theirs. The era when such petty intimidation could work on me had long since passed.
This was the Upper Realm. It meant that even a Divine King could descend without issue, provided they accepted a small price and penalty.
Yet no Demon King descended. And there was good reason for that.
〚Divine Seat: The Demon King of the 1st Seat observes your journey with keen interest.〛
〚Divine Seat: The great spider crowned with the king of all ailments proclaims absolute prohibition against all hostility directed toward you.〛
It was because Baal had stepped forward to protect me with overwhelming force. In an instant, the gazes flinched, and the most colossal gaze revealed its ferocity toward the others.
The hostility rapidly dissipated. Indelible emotions were erased. Since Solomon, the absolute sovereign, had vanished, there was no Demon King who could refuse the command of Baal, who could be called the king of the Dark Magic Realm.
And Baal wanted to witness my journey to its very end. Whether I could truly complete my journey and become Solomon’s perfect Successor.
And the moment I thought that.
A sharp sensation!
I felt it. Beyond the gazes of the Demon Kings, beyond them. A single gaze that no one else could perceive!
It was a gaze difficult to describe in words. Its fundamental emotion was apathy, yet within it lay something akin to confusion. That gaze was unmistakably as great as a Concept Divine Seat.
‘Solomon!’
He, who had left his current physical body and returned to his own position, reacted to me for the first time. He must have realized that I was seeking not just two of the three legacies he left behind, but the final legacy as well.
I swallowed hard. The most irregular existence among creations acknowledged by the Creator. The Demon God Solomon.
There wasn’t much time left before I would face him. Without hesitation, I moved my feet forward and thrust my body into the entrance of the massive Bottomless Pit.
Soon after, my physical form completely vanished from the present world.
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A distant, chaotic, and heterogeneous place that existed yet did not exist—strange and bizarre.
A great being opened its eyes for the first time in ages.
【Hmmm.】
With a single breath he exhaled, the demonic energy that had been explosively swirling throughout the space suddenly held its breath and vanished without a trace.
The world of Concept Divine Seats. In that world, the Demon God Solomon—or rather, Concept Divine Seat: The Incomprehensible Demon Salomon—slowly opened his mouth.
【There exists one who has obtained my legacy?】
His gaze turned downward. To the lower world. To that place from which he could never return. He had yearned for death and turned toward it, but ultimately failed to achieve it and could only return to this prison, making that bright world all the more longed for in his eyes.
And at the end of that gaze, one existence was reflected. An irregular bearing both light and darkness, possessing the vast and distant power of the sky.
【How heterogeneous. As irregular as I am.】
For the first time, emotion graced his face. Curiosity, and affirmation. His gaze sharpened and his body lurched forward.
【You could become a clue to death.】
A legacy. Fragments of power left behind when, as the Demon God Solomon, he wandered through a one-dimensional world searching for a method of death.
The surface purpose was to find a successor to the Demon God Solomon. And the true purpose was to find an irregular who would inherit everything of his and lead him toward death.
Hope kindled. A Demon so great that existence itself was hell began to observe his Successor.
【If you truly are an irregular who surpasses me, then perhaps you could grant me an end.】
The gaze of Concept Divine Seat: The Incomprehensible Demon Salomon did not leave the Bottomless Pit from that moment onward.

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