It’s the Apocalypse, but My Summons Do Everything - Chapter 41

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Episode 41

 

#Episode 41

 

Purely refined killing intent commands the battlefield as if it would pierce through my heart at any moment.

 

Every movement of Bex was deeply imbued with killing intent and fighting spirit.

 

Clang-!

 

As if not giving me any time to rest, Bex kicked off again and flew at me, stabbing with his flying blade.

 

This time I switched to twin swords and precisely countered the incoming attacks.

 

Aiming for vital points five times per second, Bex spoke leisurely.

 

“Do not dare place limits on power that can even kill gods.”

 

“I never… placed any limits!”

 

Clang clang clang! Clang!

 

A metallic taste began to emerge from my clenched mouth.

 

Strangely, as I sweated and my body grew tired, my vision became clearer.

 

I gritted my teeth and swung my weapon as if my arms would fall off.

 

Gradually, Bex’s movements began to look familiar, giving me some breathing room.

 

He said not to place limits, didn’t he.

 

I crossed my twin swords and condensed energy into the blades.

 

Then I struck with all my might toward the incoming blade.

 

A shockwave of force erupted, sending my body flying back.

 

“Yes, now try to realize everything you can do.”

 

This was a movement Bex had shown me once.

 

Since it’s come to this, I’ll imitate everything that bastard does.

 

I wrapped the scythe in death and divided it into several pieces.

 

As I honed each piece like a blade, about ten blades began moving according to my will.

 

An arc formed at the corner of Bex’s mouth.

 

Bex’s blades and my blades clashed.

 

The blades that collided fiercely with sparks flying wounded each other without giving an inch.

 

However, there was a huge skill gap between me, who had just started taking baby steps, and Bex.

 

Though it seemed like an equal battle of blades at first glance, I gradually began to be pushed back.

 

But just because I’m being pushed back doesn’t mean I’ll give ground.

 

I can’t win by just imitating.

 

I create variables.

 

I wrapped around Bex’s blades with my swords made thin.

 

I bound them tightly so they couldn’t move anymore and gathered them together.

 

My blades and Bex’s blades came together to form a large sphere.

 

I ran over and grasped the sphere with both hands.

 

Bex’s blades stabbed my hands randomly, but I didn’t care.

 

I poured in my death energy with all my might.

 

Bex’s faded blades slowly began to be dyed with my death.

 

Bex, who had been watching my actions with bland indifference until now, widened his eyes in surprise for the first time.

 

With one gesture of his hand, my restraints were easily broken and all the blades were retrieved.

 

“That was quite good just now.”

 

“If it was good, why didn’t you let it work.”

 

“That wouldn’t do. Now, prepare yourself again.”

 

Clear death aims at me.

 

Bex charged forward with movements that had become even sharper, as if he had still been holding back.

 

The scythe’s transformations began to become even faster.

 

Each time it clashed with me, the scythe transformed to match the situation.

 

Divine techniques unfold at a level difficult to follow with the eyes.

 

With my current abilities, I don’t even dare to attempt following them.

 

Scythes, spears, swords, bows, and weapons of indescribable forms targeted me with persistence.

 

As if he still had room to spare, the speed increased the more I blocked his attacks.

 

‘Damn it…’

 

I’m lacking in both strength and technique.

 

A perfect superior version of myself.

 

He’s so strong that the crack I saw earlier might have actually been an illusion.

 

“Think constantly, realize your thoughts, create variables and aim for openings.”

 

“Easier said than done…!”

 

I drew death up to my feet and stomped hard on the ground.

 

A shockwave occurred instantly, widening the distance between Bex and me, but Bex raised his right hand toward me.

 

My body was caught by Bex’s energy and sucked back in.

 

I changed the scythe’s form and wrapped it around my body.

 

Then I rotated the blade at high speed to tear through Bex’s energy.

 

I released Desperado’s form again to create a foothold.

 

Stepping on it, I leaped into the air once more.

 

Head, turn back.

 

Body, follow along.

 

Like flowing water, I continuously changed my form.

 

Just like the Bloodsuckers had done, I created a spear and formed a storm at its tip with death.

 

I gripped the spear tightly with both hands.

 

Then I created a foothold and charged toward Bex.

 

Aiming the rushing spear tip at Bex’s forehead, I charged like a falling meteor.

 

Kwaaaaang-!

 

Bex, who had been watching my attack intently, moved his body for the first time to dodge.

 

Unlike defending or countering, it seemed he judged this was something he couldn’t block.

 

“He’s dodging this…!”

 

That strike just now was one where I had put all my strength into it, so the aftermath was significant.

 

My trembling legs and tattered arms were screaming that they couldn’t take any more.

 

I naturally thought of my summons, my companions.

 

I keenly realized how difficult it was to break through a strong enemy alone.

 

Just in case, I reached out my hand to try summoning my companions, but as expected, nothing happened.

 

Bex watched me intently, then suddenly put away his weapon.

 

“Is merely handling summons your ability?”

 

“…”

 

“Do you think the power as a lord was given to you just to control the dead?”

 

A colorless, odorless gaze turned toward me.

 

At first glance it seemed like he was scolding me, but each and every word from Bex contained profound wisdom.

 

Bex, who had put away his weapon, looked at me.

 

After watching me gasping for breath, he soon turned his back and began walking away.

 

“When you understand the meaning of being a lord, come find me again.”

 

Bex’s figure began to gradually be consumed by darkness.

 

Just as the darkness that had reached his feet was about to completely erase the existence called Bex.

 

A strike that tore through the darkness aimed for Bex’s neck.

 

“What…!?”

 

Kaaaang!

 

With his defense a beat too slow, Bex took the hit and was sent flying.

 

Bex, who barely managed to land, looked at me in surprise as I gasped for breath.

 

The gasping me grinned wickedly, then that form slowly melted away.

 

“…Hooh!”

 

I couldn’t move the shadow clone made of darkness like my own limbs.

 

Instead, it was more than excellent for stopping and drawing attention.

 

“I thought it was a boringly stupid attack, but you know how to use your head quite well.”

 

“If you know that, pick up your weapon again, you bastard…!”

 

Bex laughed lightly.

 

He stuck his summoned scythe into the ground, then slowly began removing his helmet.

 

“…!?”

 

What appeared from within was a skull with blue flames burning in its eye sockets.

 

“A skull…?”

 

“Do you see the ugly end of a defeated lord?”

 

“Defeat… don’t tell me you were defeated in the Throne War?”

 

“That’s right.”

 

I was momentarily flustered, but so what?

 

Was he trying to scare me by showing what happens when you lose?

 

I had already walked too far a path to be frightened now.

 

“…So what about it.”

 

“How many lords like you do you think I’ve met in this trial?”

 

Bex’s blue flames began burning even more intensely.

 

As he gripped his weapon, a black cloak appeared behind him.

 

Above his head, a broken black crown was placed.

 

“Krghhh…!”

 

“No less than seven hundred times.”

 

Such tremendous power that what I had fought until now felt like child’s play.

 

Blood flowed from my clenched lips.

 

It was such overwhelming power that I almost fell to my knees.

 

“Youngster, you cannot even defeat me, a defeated remnant. And yet you would continue the war of those blind fools who covet the Divine Throne?”

 

Bex’s scythe was placed at my neck.

 

“What lies ahead is a hell that even the demons of hell flee from. Rather than suffering the agony of having your soul torn apart in such hell, dying by my hand would be merciful.”

 

Bex raised his scythe.

 

Like a solemn executioner, his scythe began rising slowly.

 

“Blame your weak self, blame the parents who bore you, blame the world you lived in, blame the lord of the Divine Throne who harbored vain hope.”

 

Bex’s scythe sliced straight through my neck.

 

A chilling death without even the sensation of being cut.

 

“What!?”

 

That’s what should have happened.

 

But the scythe Bex had just swung passed through my corpse like a phantom.

 

The darkness where the scythe passed crumbled, and my form that had clearly existed scattered away.

 

“What is this…?”

 

The startled Bex immediately tracked me down.

 

The aura of death that Bex possessed spread vastly, instantly tracking my location.

 

“You crazy bastard!”

 

My real location was high up in the distant sky.

 

I, Cha Hyeon-su, stood tattered on top of the hourglass I had set up when the trial began, wearing a bloody smile.

 

“Your teaching was correct.”

 

I poured all my remaining strength into attacking the hourglass with full power.

 

Crack-!

 

The hourglass was completely destroyed.

 

“There are no limits to this power after all.”

 

With the hourglass destroyed, time no longer had meaning.

 

Rather than calling it a loophole, this was a trial ground where everything was permitted.

 

Bex’s gaze turned toward me.

 

Though it was hard to tell since he was a skeleton, somehow I felt like he was smiling.

 

“Excellent.”

 

Bex’s aura carefully pulled me down.

 

Since there was gentleness meant to bring me over rather than combat, I obediently stood before him.

 

“Let me say a few words before I disappear.”

 

The scythe Bex had been holding was absorbed into Desperado.

 

“Claiming the Divine Seat doesn’t simply mean becoming a god.”

 

The blue flames in Bex’s eyes were absorbed into my heart.

 

“Claiming the Divine Seat means you become the ‘concept’ of the entire universe.”

 

“Concept… you say?”

 

“In our case, it would be death.”

 

Bex’s body began to slowly collapse.

 

The cloak that had been behind him appeared behind my back.

 

“It means all death in the universe will be redefined based on you.”

 

Finally, Bex’s broken crown stood before my head.

 

I could feel Bex’s life slowly fading away.

 

Now I finally understood what the trial truly meant.

 

Giving everything the trial master possessed.

 

That was the true meaning of the trial.

 

Finally, Bex grasped that crown.

 

“If that time ever comes… I’m curious how the meaning of life and death that you govern will change.”

 

Just as Bex was about to place his crown on my head for the last time.

 

“What!?”

 

Bex’s hand trembled violently.

 

The crown Bex was trying to place melted away as if absorbed by something transparent above my head.

 

“Why are you suddenly acting like this!”

 

Regardless, Bex looked at me with a shocked expression.

 

I frantically shook Bex’s shoulders, but I could no longer feel any life from him.

 

He met his end with that shocked expression.

 

I wanted to ask why he had that shocked expression and what happened to the crown, but the cruel system wouldn’t allow any more time.

 

With the system’s message that seemed especially cold today, I returned to reality.

 

* * *

 

“Oh? Are you finally awake?”

 

The darkness surrounding me spread apart, revealing a terrible reality.

 

My companions, half-dead, were tied to red crosses and collapsed.

 

Kim Yeo-ul had her arm and left eye torn out, Kang Cheol-u had both legs missing, and Hunter Baek Do-hyeon had all his limbs completely severed.

 

Seo Iram couldn’t withstand the damage at all and had died, being reverse-summoned.

 

It seemed my companions had fought hard to save Jinu, the only human, as his body showed no signs of damage.

 

“Hyun-soo, run away…”

 

“We can’t… win this…”

 

“Hyun-soo, I’m… sorry…”

 

The cries of my comrades pounded against my ears.

 

The rage that had been dead in one corner of my heart while hiding all this time began to grow in size.

 

Strength entered my hands filled with fury.

 

“I’m so late that the toy almost broke….”

 

“Shut up.”

 

The black cloak begins to flutter.

 

The summoned Desperado was spewing out death so intense it couldn’t even be compared to before.

 

The sticky atmosphere that had been flowing ominously froze as death spread across the ground.

 

Enormous fear settled in Arc’s eyes as he looked at me.

 

The ground began to turn black with the lord’s rage.

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