I Became a Mythical Hunter After Killing the Golden Goblin - Chapter 234

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Chapter 234. The Deepest Reaches of the Bottomless Pit
The black lightning that had shrouded the sky dissipated. The dark heavens that filled the 999th Floor lost their power and began to crumble, and all the symbols of the one who had reigned as the Divine King of an entire Divine Realm turned to ash and scattered into oblivion on the wind.
【Cough… cough…】
At the center of this world. A defeated god, slowly consumed by crimson hunger.
【To think… I, Zeus, would fall to nothing more than a mere insect, not even a pureblooded Divine Being.】
He continued to resist death and consumption by forcibly expending his remaining power, yet all it accomplished was multiplying his agony.
Even as he felt every fiber of his being devoured by me, even as he sensed death’s approach, Zeus refused to cease his desperate struggle.
I made no move to restrain him. Why would I stop someone from inflicting suffering upon themselves?
【Foolish wretch. Still nothing but an insect. A mere fragment daring to reign as king with scraps.】
As I claimed Poseidon’s authority—the dominion over seas—the concept of the sky became ever more complete. And when I obtained Zeus’s lightning and Hades’s death as well…
‘The concept of the sky will grow far more formidable.’
The power of the sky was no longer Uranus’s domain. It had been completely dyed in my color. Of course, the Creator’s Will—the Golden Tower—still held the majority stake in that power.
‘Once I remove this Tower. The Creator’s Will will no longer be the master of that strength.’
My heart raced. It felt as though the end was finally drawing near. The conclusion of a journey long or short.
From a pathetic, weak low-rank Hunter who had to pour everything into slaying a single goblin, I had grown to the point where I could face Olympus—one of the mightiest forces in the Abyss Realm—alone with ease.
I gazed upon Zeus with both eyes as he remained consumed by rage, obsession, and greed, hurling curses at me until the very end.
【Hah… truly worthy of being called one of the greatest Divine Beings.】
I felt the power I had consumed from Zeus coursing through my entire being. The lightning—the mightiest destructive force and the weapon of the sky—now dwelt within me, the harmony and vitality bestowed by Gaia orchestrated all things, and the most vast and primordial demonic essence of the Bottomless Pit explosively seeped into my very core.
In that state, I closed my eyes and spent time tempering my strength, until in an instant I suppressed and calmed my rank and power.
“Now comes the second molt.”
A molt is the literal shedding of a shell. The process of casting off the shell of authority and becoming the master of a force that dominates a single concept.
There were currently two powers I could molt into.
Concept: Heavenly Slaughter and Concept: Demon
In truth, Concept: Demon was inherited, so there would be no separate molting process—upon reaching the final floor, the 1,000th Floor, I would acquire it in its complete form.
What remained was Heavenly Slaughter. Once all seals were broken and I absorbed the remainder of the power I had consumed through the Chief Gods and Apostles of Olympus, I would be able to molt.
The clear message arrived, and the now-meaningless rewards of the Bottomless Pit were granted, slightly increasing my strength. I promptly closed the message window and turned my body.
【In the end, I could not overcome it.】
Somewhat relieved. Somewhat hollow. Somewhat suffocated.
Heracles, his face bearing both despair and hope, gazed upon the place where Zeus had been completely consumed and vanished, then forced his colossal frame to stand.
The aftermath of a brutal battle fought with life on the line left wounds even his monstrous regeneration could not easily heal.
He would need at least several years of recovery.
【Thank you. My child. You are more than worthy of becoming a great hero.】
With that, he forced his body to move toward me, and raised one massive hand—broad as my head—above my head, as though bestowing a crown.
Simultaneously, a message appeared.
〚You have received complete recognition from the previous great hero!〛
〚The Hidden Quest in progress: Twelve Labors has been forcibly terminated!〛
He had overcome his fate, transcended his origin as a weapon—his own shadow.
【You will have no further need for such trivial power.】
“Yes. There is no need to give it to me. There must be others far more desperate for that strength than I, for whom it matters little whether I have it or not.”
The rewards from the Twelve Labors Quest held no real meaning for me anymore. The final title I would receive: Great Hero, and a portion of Heracles’s power?
I wouldn’t mind growing stronger. Though would I really need his power when he’s so vastly inferior to me?
“Find yourself a new Successor. And live. Don’t die with those rotting, lifeless eyes. Did it seem like I went through all that tedious, exhausting effort to change your fate just so you could perish?”
【Kuhuhuh. Yes, I must live. I am no longer a weapon.】
“That’s right. Just like today. Forge your own destiny. The way you helped me. By your own will. Do whatever you desire. That is the gift I give you, and my gratitude in return.”
Though Heracles had fallen to Zeus and failed to cross the Mountain he had sought, he remained a victor nonetheless.
He had sufficient reason to live. With a lightened expression, he burst into hearty laughter, then nodded and bowed to me with utmost respect and courtesy.
Without a word, he conveyed his gratitude and farewell through his gaze alone, then departed from the Bottomless Pit.
He instinctively understood that the depths ahead were no longer his domain, and graciously withdrew of his own accord.
I too was grateful for his consideration. After all, my victory was made possible because he had aided me. Had the rule change regarding dominion rate not occurred, wouldn’t I have been on the brink of defeat?
With everything crumbling into ruin and only the primordial black demonic energy filling the 999th Floor of the Bottomless Pit, as if signaling the end, the black energies suddenly converged into a single point and formed a portal.
“Is it over?”
I gazed upon that wondrous and beautiful portal for a moment, then without hesitation, I stepped forward.
〚Congratulations!〛
〚You have reached the end of the Bottomless Pit!〛
Along with the congratulatory message, a small, modest space—barely the size of a single room—came into view.
At its center, the final fragment awaited me, and I immediately extended my hand to absorb it.
Countless messages flooded my awareness, and simultaneously, my body underwent a transformation.
〚You have obtained the final chapter of Lemegeton: Ars Notoria!〛
〚You have completed the Mysterious Item: Lemegeton!〛
〚You have acquired complete qualification!〛
A black tome materialized before me in its complete form. The thick grimoire, whose contents I could scarcely fathom, recognized me as its master.
As if waiting for this moment, the world came to a halt.
Crackle, crackle, crackle!
A presence no longer fearsome or trembling—one I had grown accustomed to—was felt through the fractured sky, and I lifted my gaze.
“You’ve come.”
【Yes, at last a being has been born to inherit all that I am and guide me to my end. How could I not come?】
Solomon, far more excited and volatile than before, reached down from the heavens and poked me playfully.
At that same moment, the final chains that had restrained me shattered completely.
Crash, crash, crash, crash!
A tremendous tempest of power erupted outward from my center.
【A second molt already achieved… I can scarcely believe it. So this is what a true vessel means.】
Simultaneously, countless messages flooded my vision once more, and my heterochromatic eyes—which had shown no particular distinction until now—transformed.
The blue light faded, and both eyes were now stained crimson. A phenomenon born from the overwhelming power of the Heavenly Killing Star. Not that I minded. The change in color didn’t mean my eye-based abilities had vanished.
〚You have acquired the Concept: Greed!〛
The authority of the Heavenly Killing Star had evolved. Greed. The power to covet all things, evolving into something far more profound.
I didn’t need Akasha’s explanation to understand what this power was. It was a concept the Creator’s power could never grant, so I would have to learn its limits and applications myself, but this power was remarkably simple.
And devastatingly potent. A power to devour all things and make them my own.
The countless energies dwelling within my body were forcibly fused into one.
No resistance. No incompatibility. I savagely devoured the energies by sheer force.
Even the primordial black demonic energy could not resist. The power of Arrogance could not resist. The Solar Mana could not resist. Even the power of Apocalypse could not withstand it.
〚Stat: Chaos (?) acquired.〛
A power to become anything and do anything.
It was a stat befitting greed itself—so much so that even the System couldn’t measure its limits and potential.
【It would be wise for you to transcend the System now. The System aids growth and brings convenience, but paradoxically, it is also a constraint.】
“Indeed.”
I nodded in agreement. Ever since becoming the master of concepts, I’d felt it—a single thread connecting through the crown of my head. It was time to sever that thread.
Now I understood why the System sought to constrain the Concept Divine Seats. They had all transcended the System’s control.
“But it doesn’t concern me.”
The System was merely a subordinate power of Akasha, and simultaneously nothing more than a creation of the Creator.
As the master of Akasha and the Successor of the Creator, the System was not a constraint or a minus for me—it was a buff and a plus.
【If that is your choice, then so it shall be.】
Solomon nodded, respecting my decision with an air of indifference.
【Very well. Will you come here then? Once you leave the Bottomless Pit, surely the System, the world, or the Abyss will attempt to constrain you. The 1st Dimension does not welcome the existence of 2nd Dimension beings.】
“That poses no problem.”
I answered thus while observing another crucial message materializing at the edge of my vision.
It couldn’t be otherwise. Everything was now blooming into full flower.
〚Authority: The Golden Tower’s consciousness wishes to invite you!〛
〚Will you accept?〛
The Creator’s Will. The entity wearing the guise of the Authority: Golden Tower had requested conversation with me for the first time—as if it were the last.
【Then it is settled. I shall visit the 2nd Dimension once more anyway. If only to meet your Parents. Today, accomplish what must be done, then depart.】
A finger points toward me once more.
【My one and only Successor. You have admirably passed my trial, so I grant you a reward.】
Through that finger, a heavy, destructive, and overwhelming power is bestowed upon me.
【I gift you my origin.】
The incomplete power becomes whole.
〚Concept: Demon God acquired.〛
Though merely a single character was added to Divine Being, the power of the concept became dozens of times more formidable. Even at level 1 in my weakest state, I could now overwhelm the Demon King with absolute superiority.
【The rest shall be granted in the 2nd Dimension. This is the limit of what the Bottomless Pit can provide.】
With that, the fractured sky begins to repair itself, and Solomon’s presence gradually diminishes.
【Give my regards to that one. This may well be the last time we meet. For both of us, it is time to see the end.】
The moment the sky closes completely.
Rumble, rumble, rumble!
The Bottomless Pit lost all power and, collapsing, I was immediately expelled to the Upper Realm.

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