It’s the Apocalypse, but My Summons Do Everything - Chapter 98

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Chapter 98

#Episode 98

A tiger does not cower when wildcats run rampant.

It neither flees nor maintains its position with dignity.

“Let’s go as we practiced beforehand.”

My companions took their battle stances accordingly.

My companions, already positioned at S-rank or higher, showed no trembling even facing the swarm of Lords.

“If you thought you could catch me with just this many people, that’s disappointing.”

“You’re quite boastful. No matter how much you’re the Lord of Souls, right now you’re just human.”

“Of course, I am human.”

Darkness began seeping from the tip of the scythe.

The fishy scent of death crawled out and devoured the world.

I shall announce death to you all.

The pitch-black coffin swallowed the Lords.

Whether they had heard about my Black Fortress beforehand, the Lords tried to respond by deploying their respective domains, but it was mere child’s play.

If such pathetic power could have countered it, I wouldn’t have acted so brazenly.

What I needed now was an overwhelmingly powerful display.

A mighty dominance that would make such Lords never dare to challenge me.

The darkness of the Black Fortress, deployed at full power, swallowed the Lords.

Using black chains until now was simply because there was no need to use greater power.

Overkill has poor efficiency after all.

But now wasn’t the time to think about such things.

“Huu…”

Overwhelming darkness descended.

Like a beast with death filling its mouth eyeing its prey, the creeping death licked the throats of the Lords.

Some Lords had already dropped their weapons and lost their fighting spirit to the fishy death.

Within the Black Fortress, the Black Reaper began appearing above me.

A skeletal reaper wearing black robes.

The reaper with blue flames in its eyes gripped a scythe and moved according to my actions.

The massive scythe swung and attacked the Lords standing in all directions.

Unable to even defend properly, let alone counterattack, scars were carved into the chests of the inferior Lords.

Death continuously poured out, gnawing away at their life force.

The Lords were horrified by the vicious attacks that couldn’t be easily healed even with divine power.

But this was just the beginning for me.

The reaper’s slashes began to multiply in layers.

The slashes that had been adding one by one increased exponentially, and black death lines began pouring down like mad.

The bodies of the Lords who had gathered to kill me were turning into chunks of meat.

Facing an incomprehensible, unfathomable being, these lowly creatures who hadn’t yet escaped the human category lost the meaning of life one by one.

I have no wicked hobby of massacring people, but if they harbor killing intent toward me first, that’s a different matter.

The gradually intensifying black slashes poured down endlessly.

The increasing reapers cut down countless enemies.

Just one graze inflicted countless wounds and brought them down.

I hadn’t reached the level of damaging souls themselves like Senior.

But for dealing with the Human Realm right now, this much was sufficient.

A one-sided massacre that could hardly be called a battle.

Such was the power I currently possessed.

Overwhelming power that could turn Lords into commoners.

After a while, the Black Fortress was released and only three were left standing properly.

The Sky Lord who had folded wings before, the Deep Sea Monarch, and a Lord whose entire body blazed with flames.

The three were even still gritting their teeth and glaring at me, seemingly not having lost their will to fight.

“…If you want to flee, now’s the time.”

At this last mercy I showed as a human, the Lords steeled their resolve for a fight to the death.

Glancing at my companions, they seemed to have almost finished dealing with the Lords’ allies as well.

“If you insist on dying, I won’t stop you.”

The death dwelling in Desperado ominously devoured the atmosphere.

A black robe covered my head and the cloak fluttered.

Just as I was about to swing Desperado with the single-minded intent to kill the very space where those bastards stood.

Clang-!

“Huh?”

A pure white blade that flew in as a surprise attack blocked my scythe.

Whether he was their savior, just his appearance alone brightened the expressions of the three Lords.

It seemed they had been waiting for him from the start instead of fleeing.

Crack!

When I tried to hook the sword with my scythe and break it, he slipped and twisted the blade out.

He was a Lord with everything white – eyes, hair, eyebrows, skin – and I could feel a power that even the current me couldn’t easily dismiss.

[Oho… that bastard is… I see…]

‘Do you know him?’

[The Recorder of History… You can think of him as the Monarch of Records.]

‘Records?’

[Yes, records. Never underestimate them. He was once a powerhouse who stood on equal footing with me.]

Records could stand equal to me, who governs life and death?

Though it wasn’t easy to understand, Senior wasn’t one to speak carelessly, so I tensed up.

My heart pounded as the thrill of battle surged through me.

“I’ll be adding another defeat to the record.”

“Will you really?”

He had no intention of backing down either, immediately deploying his domain.

I was trapped inside a massive library made of books.

It was a colossal library with no visible end even when I craned my neck straight up, containing an overwhelmingly countless number of books.

Not to be outdone, I was about to summon the Black Fortress and slice through the fluttering books.

“Cha Hyeon-su… Lord of Souls from the National Cemetery management family… Ho, you’re younger than I expected?”

A book was held in his hand.

On the book’s cover, the three characters spelling “Cha Hyeon-su” were written.

[That’s what makes him terrifying. He starts by knowing all information about his opponent.]

‘Ugh… even my weaknesses?’

[Yes, he could even know what you had for dinner yesterday, no joke.]

To think he could know me so thoroughly.

I withdrew the Black Fortress for now.

I had a feeling that rampaging carelessly within this library would be a bad idea.

If there was a book about me, there must be books about other people too, and I couldn’t handle them recklessly.

But that didn’t mean I planned to tuck my tail and run away.

With a faint smile, I looked at him chuckling ‘hehe’ while reading the book about me, and asked with an expressionless face.

“Do you think the joys and sorrows contained in life and death can be understood with mere pieces of paper?”

“Of course! Paper can contain everything. Humans, demons, Monarchs, even the great universe itself!”

Strength flowed into my hand gripping the scythe.

“Human life is empty anyway, just a momentary dream, and that thin existence gets condensed into just a few books like these.”

Oh no, this was exactly the type I hated most.

The fragrant smell of paper books that I had found pleasant now became slightly nauseating.

“You’re saying the countless emotions humans feel throughout their lives can be organized into just a few books?”

“Of course.”

“The anguish and pain humans feel? Joy and ecstasy? Even despair, love, and rapture?”

“The Lord of Souls has a habit of confirming the obvious multiple times! My answer to everything is ‘yes’!”

This guy operated completely opposite to my values.

“So you’re planning to fight me after all?”

“Of course! I’m already becoming curious about the book that is you!”

Good thing, since I felt guilty about killing someone just for having different values.

“Before we fight, let me hear your name.”

“I’m called Aka, Cha Hyeon-su!”

“Right, I heard you well.”

Black wings sprouted from my feet.

With the Reaper’s steps scattering black flames, I caught Aka from behind.

Just as I was about to grab his head and slam it into the ground.

Wings made of books moved Aka’s body in a bizarre manner.

“Books contain life and wisdom, birth and death, all of it.”

The faster I moved, the more he evaded my grasp with grotesquely strange movements.

“That’s why records are ultimately a concept that exists above all things! Even though death currently occupies the Divine Seat!”

He was babbling on and on, but his words had no substance.

Just as my earth-shaking steps folded the ground as I ran to grab his collar again.

Books that sprouted from the floor seized my hands.

As if not wanting to miss this opportunity, all the books bound me tightly.

Each book contained human life, making the restraints quite solid, but in the end, books were just books.

How could thin parchment or paper possibly contain human life?

When I burned my entire body with black flames, the books retreated in surprise.

“Oh my, please handle books more gently!”

As if ready to begin combat in earnest, he charged at me wielding a pure white sword.

The thin rapier aimed for vital points several times, but not a single strike landed.

I hooked the sword tip with my scythe and pulled with all my strength.

For a moment, it seemed Aka would come toward me as his stance crumbled, but he abandoned his sword and spread his wings.

Then he began pouring countless sheets of paper toward me.

Black and blue, red and chaotic.

Full-color pages that weaponized human lives poured down endlessly.

‘Senior, can’t we just tear this space apart?’

Though I managed to block all attacks by spinning my scythe in circles, dealing with this without deploying a Monarch’s domain was quite troublesome.

But Senior unexpectedly shook his head.

[That itself is his trap. That space isn’t meant to be handled so crudely.]

‘Eh? A trap?’

I asked several more times after that, but no answer came from Senior.

That this space must not be destroyed.

That much was certain.

“Hah… This has become troublesome.”

It was quite bothersome indeed.

What should I do?

The wave of books opened its maw to swallow me whole.

I sliced through the wave and charged forward, closing the distance with him as much as possible.

Desperado, transformed into gauntlets, destroyed all the incoming books and finally grabbed him by the collar.

Just as I swung my fist with all my might to pierce through his heart.

Papers fluttered down, and I felt an eerie killing intent from behind, as if it were a clone.

“Where do you think-!”

I deflected his blade with my elbow to avoid the attack and dove into his embrace while gripping the sword with my gauntlet.

I gritted my teeth and accelerated my thoughts.

Just as the black flames wrapped around my swinging fist were about to tear apart his wings and punch a hole through his head.

“Oh my, how unfortunate!”

Once again, papers scattered as the human form crumbled away.

“…”

This is annoyingly troublesome, seriously.

Irritation was slowly rising, but according to Senior’s words, I couldn’t destroy this place either.

There must be some other method I need to use, but what should I do?

“Hmm…”

I held Desperado in my hand and stared intently at him as he smiled leisurely.

Recently, I’d gotten into the habit of acting simply and brutishly, just unleashing my full power to solve most problems.

But now was a time when I needed to use my head more.

Aka was looking down at me with a grinning smile, as if telling me to think hard.

This place is a library.

A space written with human lives and stories.

“…Humans?”

“That’s right, it’s a space made from human stories, you know?”

Aka stood up on the Cliff of Books and began preparing to attack again.

Papers overlapped to form wings and create armor.

Just as a Cheonma made of layered books appeared and its spear tip charged toward me.

“Then, try devouring a Monarch’s story for once.”

The books around me began to turn black.

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