It’s the Apocalypse, but My Summons Do Everything - Chapter 114

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Chapter 114

#Episode 114

First, I smacked Mete on the head for being obsessed with women, then started organizing things.

Basically everyone made a profit, but among them, Rey and Kang Cheol-u Hunter made big money.

As expected, it was the result I had anticipated.

Kang Cheol-u has the eye to carefully observe each enemy as a tanker, and Rey can see the flow of mana.

They probably share a different perspective from mine.

“Let’s introduce ourselves to each other first.”

I decided not to mention the complicated past.

“This is Mete. He’ll be in charge of training hunters in our country from now on.”

“Training?”

“Yeah, he’ll mainly teach things related to mana. He’s more of an expert in that area than Baek Do-hyeon Hunter.”

After all, isn’t he the very person who spread mana to humans?

If anything’s different, it’ll be properly different.

Rey looked at Mete in surprise at my answer.

“Hehe, now do you see how amazing I am?”

“Yes… I was wondering if you brought some idle fellow…”

“If you’re grateful, how about some tea later… Sorry.”

Rey, who knows how difficult it is to make a proper hunter, looked back and forth between me and Mete several times in subtle surprise.

This is because there are countless experiences of trying and failing several times in Japan too.

“No, I can even awaken people if needed… mana is nothing.”

“What!?”

“R-really?!”

“How?!”

“Artificial awakening is possible?!”

All my companions opened their mouths wide in shock, as if their eyes would pop out.

Artificial awakening.

It was humanity’s long-cherished wish that wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say all mankind desperately desired.

But Mete said it was possible as if it were nothing.

Mete pushed away the male companions who approached in surprise and said.

“Of course. I swear on my soul it’s true. Of course, the level after awakening would depend on the individual’s capabilities.”

This is surprising even to me.

I upgraded Mete’s usefulness by about five levels in my mind.

At this level, he’s on par with Seo Iram.

“Do you have to risk your life or something like that?”

“If you have no talent… you’d have to.”

He nodded with an expression drained of laughter.

It seems he’s not joking to get attention.

“Still, most people have mediocre talent, so awakening is roughly possible.”

“How?”

“To explain simply in words, it’s like this.”

First, arrange objects filled with mana in a triangle.

Place a person in the center and have them sit in meditation posture.

Then float mana in the air to create mana vapor like a humidifier.

After making the human respiratory system naturally accept mana, twist the circuit and start slowly injecting mana from the person’s fingertips.

In this process, major organs like the heart and brain must never be touched under any circumstances.

The logic was to only touch the hands and feet, give weak stimulation about new power to make the body crave it, then rather make it pull this power in to recognize mana and cause awakening.

“In the end, the better you can sense mana, the easier awakening becomes.”

“That’s right. The reason you have to risk your life if you have no talent is because you have to directly inject mana into the heart or brain.”

While everyone was opening their mouths in surprise, Rey alone tilted his head.

“But that’s a method the United States and Japan have tried too, right? They all failed.”

“Didn’t I tell you? You have to twist the ‘circuit.’ If you ignorantly just inject mana, you’ll die from mana poisoning instead.”

Rey nodded at Mete, who was frowning and shaking his head vigorously.

He probably imagined that quite a number of people were sacrificed by that method.

The first to jump out at the mention of circuits was Hyeon-i.

“What kind of circuit is it?”

“That’s…”

Mete, who was grumbling while looking at Hyeon-i, flinched and then smoothed his expression, sticking out his tongue in surprise.

“…Wow, where did you bring this kid from?”

“Why?”

“He’s a genius, and one of the top-level geniuses in human history. The kind the Monarch of Wisdom would covet?”

“Ah… well, there were some circumstances with that side.”

Anyway, the important thing is that geniuses understand each other?

At the mention of circuits, Mete immediately started explaining to Hyeon-i.

He even drew blueprints on paper from somewhere while explaining something, but I couldn’t understand any of it.

Only Hyeon-i’s eyes lit up as he went “Oh ho, aha!” and clapped his hands, delighted like a child.

About two hours passed like that.

“Could I call you father from today?”

“Good, I acknowledge you as my son. Qualitatively different from those blockheads… Ahhh! Save me! It’s a joke, a joke!”

Leaving behind the two who had quickly become friends, I also lightly warmed up to prepare for my upcoming match.

Not only had the matches progressed quickly, but over 40% of them had ended with someone giving up and surrendering midway.

“Huh? You’re going out right away?”

Hunter Baek Do-hyeon asked as if surprised, but I have my own thoughts about this.

“I need to break them down in advance.”

“Ah, that kind of meaning?”

The two strongest fighters smiled coldly.

* * *

[Now everyone, thank you for waiting so long!]

This time, a white frog with a different color grabbed the microphone and began the proceedings.

I was sitting at the entrance waiting before entering the stage.

As I had been told in advance, the battle would begin as soon as the door opened, so I kept my body slightly tensed.

What I wanted this time wasn’t some watchable battle.

An overwhelming victory.

The scent of an ultra-high-risk group that no one would dare to compare themselves to.

An overwhelming display that you and I are on different levels.

That was the direction I was aiming for, so I needed to become quite sharp.

I emptied out the thoughts in my mind one by one.

I exhaled the breath that had risen and made my body cold.

I closed my eyes and gripped Desperado, which I had changed from a scythe to sword form.

[Yes, that’s how you create the form of unity between man and sword. It’s impossible for now, but if it’s you, you can surely reach that realm…?]

Senior’s words began to fade away.

I started moving my mental image with the feeling of creating a new sword in my chest, particularly near my heart.

The flow that started from my fingertips passed through my toes and the top of my head before gathering again at my heart.

A single sword created by primordial death overlaid itself on Desperado.

True death coiled like a snake, quietly holding its breath and hiding its fangs on the sword.

[…Ho, remarkable…]

What should I call this?

It’s different from the grand realm of heart sword.

I heard from Senior that there exists a realm where you can cut objects just by looking at them.

This is just my own sword.

Then who am I?

I am the Soul Sovereign.

The king of death who governs life and death.

Then what is this?

What is this sword forged in my heart by calling upon my entire body?

Ah, yes.

This is something that approaches all life equally.

Sometimes an absolute law of nature that even gods cannot avoid.

Death – .

“In the end, it’s death.”

Body and sword reach unity.

As I slowly rose from my seat, the door began to open.

[The winner of this preliminary round – the Soul Sovereign descends!]

Fierce cheers could be heard, but such things are unnecessary.

The battle has already begun.

A desolate wind begins to blow.

It is death.

This thing I hold in my hand is death.

To handle and reap death, one must become a Grim Reaper.

The Grim Reaper’s war dance with black flames activated to its peak, and I touched that realm.

Transcending the limits of the physical body, an extremely beautiful black line that cannot be displayed in the physical world split the arena in half.

I drew.

I sheathed.

And I bowed my head.

“Thank you for your hard work.”

The opponent was a golem-type human whose entire body was made of red rock, but that body couldn’t even twitch a finger and died split in half.

An overwhelming victory that needed no words.

The arena that had been so noisy became as quiet as a library.

No one could even breathe comfortably until I left.

* * *

Mete dropped the sandwich she was holding.

“Already at such a realm…? But he’s definitely human?”

As a god who noticed what world Hyun-soo had just visited, Mete wasn’t concerned about the sandwich right now.

‘I was planning to play around moderately and then run away, but maybe…’

I gulped and swallowed my saliva, then devoured the sandwich.

The girl with a kind heart was also good at cooking.

“Hehehe, you saw that, right? That’s our leader.”

“Yeah, yeah, he should at least be able to do that much.”

The others seemed unaware of what level that realm actually was.

Except for two people.

Both were staring wide-eyed in shock, unable to even eat the sandwiches in their hands.

‘Kang Cheol-u and Baek Do-hyeon, was it…’

My companions were also monsters among the best in this world.

For a Monarch to have already gathered such powerful allies was unprecedented.

Originally, being a Monarch was a lonely position.

While you could gather subordinates and make them submit, gathering harmonious companions like this was impossible.

All Monarchs throughout history had been this way, and I had never seen or heard of horizontal relationships as companions rather than vertical superior-subordinate relationships.

Even if they insisted on being companions, it would eventually become a vertical relationship with subordinates.

That was what it meant to be a Monarch.

But the current atmosphere couldn’t be seen as a vertical relationship by anyone.

A harmonious and familiar atmosphere, warm and soft familial love could be felt.

‘Maybe this time, it really might be different…!’

Mete’s heart began pounding like crazy.

Was this how humans felt when they first discovered fire?

Without realizing it, she was drawing an arc at the corners of her mouth.

* * *

The impact shown by the Soul Sovereign was tremendous.

The moment a Monarch who had won the round of 64 saw that their next opponent was the Soul Sovereign, they immediately surrendered, so the pressure felt by other Monarchs was indescribable.

Rather, only a few Monarchs including the Blue King were maintaining their composure and observing this situation.

Even in gatherings excluding the Soul Sovereign, there was extremely little conversation.

‘That thing’ ‘who’ ‘how’ to face it.

It was thousands of times more dangerous than putting a bell on a cat’s neck, but somehow it had to be done.

If the Soul Sovereign claimed victory in the Lord’s War this generation too, it was obvious it would have a tremendous impact on future Throne Wars as well.

“Hmph, cowards.”

Eventually, after just watching each other, one Monarch rose from their seat.

It was a woman wearing a black yukata with snake tattoos, who had a thin sword over 3 meters long at her waist.

“I’ll handle that bastard personally, so just channel your mana to me.”

The other Monarchs glanced at each other.

Naturally, since she was volunteering to put the bell on the cat’s neck, no one refused.

“Use it carefully.”

Mana was gathered into coins and she received support of roughly over 1 million mana.

But that wasn’t the important part.

Along with an extremely dangerous warning, a black needle contained in a case was placed in her hand.

The poison of Jormungandr that could even kill gods.

It was a needle containing a minute amount of the god-killing poison Eitr.

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