I Became a Mythical Hunter After Killing the Golden Goblin - Chapter 231

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Chapter 231. The Fall of Olympus
Floor 900. Having reached the deepest sanctum of this Labyrinth, I took my rest before the final battle.
I had used the coins I accumulated climbing to Floor 900 to unseal my abilities as much as possible, but the fact that complete unsealing proved impossible was noteworthy, if nothing else.
Whether it was because my abilities were so formidable and rare that they required enormous amounts of coins to unseal, or whether they were simply designed to prevent 100% unsealing, I couldn’t say for certain—but it didn’t matter.
After all, I hadn’t received a complete True Name.
〚Concept Divine Seat: ????? has descended.〛
I had already obtained both the power and the rank of the Concept Divine Seat. I reached the rank of Concept Divine Seat on Floor 829.
The shedding occurred the moment I devoured Triton—a hero and superior Divine Being who was both an Apostle of Poseidon and his child.
The ecstasy and transcendence felt in that miracle was an overwhelming pleasure so intense that I feared experiencing it again.
And as a result, I was perfected into an exalted existence.
It meant that a power incomparably stronger than when I temporarily unsealed the sealed beast’s strength now dwelled within me.
“There were three things I couldn’t unseal.”
The Golden Tower, Concept: Sky, and Authority: Apocalyptic Beast—all prohibitively expensive to purchase.
I left the shop without further hesitation.
I surveyed Floor 900, noticeably smaller than the other rest floors. This place, brimming with tranquility and silence, proved itself to be the final rest floor before the summit by offering the finest services available.
I immediately relieved my body’s fatigue in the hotel’s finest room, and after dining, I returned to my quarters to reflect on everything that had transpired.
From Floor 500 to Floor 899. I had conquered floors guarded by four Chief Gods in total, and I had devoured three of them.
Hephaestus of Floor 599. Apollo of Floor 799. Poseidon of Floor 899.
Particularly when I devoured everything of Poseidon—one of the Three Kings whose rank transcended even the other Chief Gods of Olympus—I achieved growth so profound that ecstasy washed over me despite being a Concept Divine Seat.
“A second shedding was drawing near.”
The privilege of an Irregular, the second shedding possible only for mutants.
Considering that even Solomon, once called the greatest Irregular, had undergone only three sheddings, I could well grasp just how absurdly powerful I had become to approach a second shedding in mere months.
Setting aside thoughts of growth, I opened the System one final time to check my current dominion rate.
〚Your Bottomless Pit dominion rate is 83.7%, Shin Ju-ha.〛
Despite reaching Floor 900, my dominion rate had not reached 90%.
Heracles had acquired all the floors below Floor 500 after recognizing the altered rules and granted them to me, but because the most difficult floors—those of the 900s—possessed such enormous dominion rates, this was the maximum I could achieve.
“Well, it doesn’t matter.”
The battle with Zeus was already as good as won. By dominion rate alone, let alone raw power, he was no longer a match for me.
Realizing that the very end was now within sight, I spent approximately one month resting on Floor 900.
And when thirty-four days had passed.
〚Divine Seat: The Great Hero of the Glorious Battlefield has descended!〛
Heracles had arrived on Floor 900.
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【Hahahaha! This is the first time we’ve met face-to-face like this!】
“It’s an honor to meet you, Heracles.”
The Giant Slayer. The War Terminator. The Great Hero. The Mightiest of Heroes. Olympus’s Supreme Power. A being of unparalleled strength bearing countless titles.
‘Formidable. Strong enough to contend with me in my current state.’
An existence capable of clashing with me through sheer force—I who was a Concept Divine Seat and preparing for my second molt. That was precisely who Heracles was.
Of course, capable of fighting didn’t mean capable of winning. Had I still been at the strength of the 500-600th Floors, I would have fallen to defeat, but I had become an entirely different being since those days.
【Indeed, overwhelming growth. I’ve heard tales of you devouring the true forms of the Olympus Gods themselves. You truly consumed all of their power! Krhahaha! How delightful to imagine their shock!】
Strictly speaking, as one of Zeus’s bloodline, Heracles found joy even in the annihilation of the Olympus Gods—his own family, so to speak.
No, what I sensed from him transcended such simple emotion. It was a joy like the release of long-suppressed feelings.
【Yes, now you are truly my child. Trials hold no more meaning for you.】
Heracles placed his hand upon my head and bestowed his power upon me.
In that same instant, a Quest I had forgotten about was suddenly cleared.
The Twelve Labors. A Quest granted to me so I might walk the same path as Heracles, so I might receive his final Apostle’s blessing.
With this power, I obtained the final giant’s ability I had yet to gather, creating the foundation to claim Uranus’s strength.
All twelve Quests were processed as simultaneously completed.
〚Title: Great Hero has been bestowed!〛
Only a single title was granted. Though it was merely one reward, I felt no regret.
【Don’t lament too much! Ambiguous traits and skills hold no meaning for you now, do they?!】
I nodded in agreement. Even receiving the authority of a great Divine Being was uncertain at this point; such things were meaningless to acquire.
In truth, I hadn’t even properly utilized the abilities I’d obtained from the Chief Gods and Apostles, so there was nothing more to say.
And most importantly, the moment I escaped this Bottomless Pit, I would be able to fully master the Creator’s Legacy.
‘I need not concern myself with the abilities of created beings any longer.’
Other abilities held no meaning for me. Heracles, having roughly grasped this truth, had concentrated all his power into this single title rather than offering other rewards.
Truly, it was an absurd title.
〚Title: Great Hero
Grade: Primordial
Rank: EX+
Description: The essence of legend, a gift from a great hero to his successor.
Ability
-Strength increases permanently by 2x.〛
It was but a single ability, yet it was truly absurd. I couldn’t help but exhale sharply as I felt power radiating madly throughout my entire being.
Twice the strength of a Concept Divine Seat. Power that could lay waste to entire worlds if left uncontrolled.
Why were Concept Divine Seats forbidden from remaining in the 1st Dimension and instead confined to the 2nd Dimension?
Because the power and abilities they possessed were so formidable and magnificent that the 1st Dimension would be destroyed. The Concept Divine Seats were beings capable of obliterating hundreds of thousands of dimensions alone without restraint—such was the magnitude of their power.
And I was precisely such a Concept Divine Seat, bearing the highest tier of power among them. My strength had doubled.
‘Focus!’
I hastily suppressed, absorbed, and stabilized the surging power. Though it lasted mere seconds, to my perception it felt like an entire day of transcendent meditation had passed.
【Hehehehe. I merely wanted you to experience the power, yet you’ve already regained control so swiftly. Truly, an Irregular is an Irregular. You are worthy of inheriting the title of Great Hero!】
Heracles could only marvel at the sight of me.
Had his own strength suddenly doubled, he would have lost control, yet here I was, having transcended him by such an immeasurable margin, already restoring stability so quickly.
Of course, for powerhouses like Heracles and myself, one second was hardly worth calling a short span of time. Yet objectively speaking, it remained an incredibly brief moment.
“Phew. You startled me.”
【Hehehehe. Excellent. Splendid. My body burns with fervor!】
I chuckled softly at the fervent desire I sensed radiating from Heracles’s face. Then I stepped forward and opened my mouth.
“Well, since I’ve received something, I should repay the favor. What do you desire? What brought you all this way to aid me and grant me your strength?”
At my words, Heracles burst into laughter before composing himself and speaking.
【I wish to twist my destiny. The destiny that is a byproduct of war—a curse and shackle all at once.】
“Hmm….”
Destiny—I can certainly manipulate it. Through Fortune and Misfortune, two abilities I possess. Moreover, I had gained the power to meddle with the law of destiny itself as the price of victory in a wager between my Parents and some unknown Concept Divine Seat.
I quietly manifested my abilities and fixed my gaze upon Heracles. Blue and crimson flames ignited in both my eyes as the powers of truth-perceiving abilities, including the Eye of Truth, awakened.
As I read the destiny woven into the being known as Heracles, I found myself frowning slightly.
“This is difficult.”
【Khahahaha. Of course it is. That destiny is none other than…】
“The destiny of birth itself—it must be twisted.”
Heracles nodded quietly in agreement with my words, as if acknowledging how absurd this task was and understanding why he himself had never been able to alter this fate.
Twisting the destiny of birth was indeed nearly impossible.
It made sense. Was Heracles not a demigod created for the wars against the giants—the Gigantomachia and Titanomachia?
To alter his cursed destiny meant erasing the very premise upon which he was founded.
“Of course, changing destiny doesn’t rewrite past history.”
Destiny was merely an invisible law. There was no power to alter the past itself. Only the power to forge the future.
【That’s why I ask. I wish that no more wars would occur wherever I am.】
Though he spoke boldly and with conviction, his tone carried an unmistakable bitterness and guilt that could not be concealed.
I exhaled softly and nodded.
It would be arduous, but not impossible for me.
“Let me give it a try. It’s my turn to help you now.”
【Khahahaha! Yes, that is the natural order of exchange!】
Heracles nodded and promptly settled himself, sitting down on the ground.
I too said nothing and positioned myself behind him, beginning to push the power of destiny to its absolute limit through the Eye of Truth.
From the start, it was an ordeal.
‘The tremendous destinies that Heracles possesses.’
The title of Great Hero was no mere reputation—the destinies he carried were far too numerous and magnificent.
I had to comprehend each and every one of those destinies, then trace them back to their origins.
It was like finding a single strand of spaghetti among countless others, and crucially, none of the other strands could be broken. An ultra-high-difficulty task.
“Don’t worry. I absolutely won’t fail!”
I patted the shoulders of Heracles, who was even more tense than I was, and declared confidently.
Only after approximately another month had passed were we able to proceed toward Floor 901.

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