Level -99 Archmage - Chapter 123

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Episode 123. Coins Can Be Duplicated?!
The Creator Community.
A place where creators from countless worlds discuss stories under anonymity.
The primary conversation topics had centered on the Twelve Races, but recently a particular race and location had set the community ablaze with fervent debate.
Earth and humanity.
A dimension connected to the Abyss that was conspicuously fragile and had shown no remarkable talents whatsoever—yet miracles were occurring in succession there.
Especially among the creators who had recently experienced Earth 666 Abyss, the reaction defied all imagination.
—The one who created ‘Earth 666’ is surely a Demon God.
—That Unique Domain, which breaks the rules of Creative Abyss, must possess the hierarchy of a Demon God!
—Without being an Avatar of a Demon God, such strength cannot be explained.
—The overwhelming pressure that froze an entire region. That thrilling Mana reached even me, beyond the Avatar.
—Did you hear? About the creator who made Balzak, the half-demon Avatar?
—I was wondering about that myself.
—If they could already produce a half-demon, they must be a fairly skilled creator. But who?
The creators who had invested Avatars and were watching the matches directly in the Colosseum spoke in unison of their curiosity.
The completeness of Balzak, the half-demon Avatar, was quite remarkable even by their standards.
The ability to create a half-demon was indeed an important skill among creators.
However, the number of creators capable of properly producing a half-demon was exceedingly small.
There were simply too many variables in creating one.
One had to account for the unique characteristics of each race and each individual, face a high possibility of failure, and the Coins required were astronomical.
If one could manage it, multiple Avatars could be brought under control to reap greater profits, but it was work requiring years of research to achieve.
And yet it had already been done.
Moreover, it was the first time among humanity.
—It was Lord Arvaniel, they say.
—That Cursed Immortal?
—Truly befitting a ‘Newborn Dimension Hunter.’
—The information about turning humans into half-demons could fetch quite a high price.
Lord Arvaniel was a fairly renowned creator even in the Abyss.
He was widely acknowledged for both his formidable Curse of Immortality and his skill as a creator.
Particularly, he was famous as a ‘Newborn Dimension Hunter.’
He would saturate dimensions recently connected to the Abyss with ‘creations’ suited to them, quickly reap profit, and plunge those dimensions into chaos.
This time too, it appeared he was hunting the dimension of Earth, targeting it for his predation.
—……But he’s dead, they say. Along with his half-demon.
—Is that true?
—Could another Lord have invaded?
—That’s strange. There shouldn’t have been a war.
—Ah, but wasn’t his relationship with the nearby Lords quite cordial?
The creators voiced their questions.
Then the creator who had started the conversation continued, spilling out related information.
—When the half-demon died, he died at the same moment. Through ‘direct damage.’ The Demon God who created ‘Earth 666’ directly killed Arvaniel, who was connected to the half-demon.
In that instant, silence fell over the community.
A half-demon, after all, was merely an Avatar.
Nowhere in the Avatar Contract did it state that ‘the creator himself suffers direct damage.’
No matter how strong the connection grew, an Avatar’s death could not inflict great harm upon the creator.
But if the adversary was a Demon God, the matter was entirely different.
A Demon God’s Unique Domain lay outside the order of the Abyss.
An existence of a Demon God’s caliber would find it very simple to kill Arvaniel across space and dimension.
This was why all Lords feared the Demon Gods.
—That’s utter nonsense.
—Does it make sense? A Demon God involving himself in a dimension that has been connected to the Abyss for less than a hundred days?
—What’s even more absurd is that a Demon God would take mere humans as Avatars.
—And a Demon God would create only a Creative Abyss of such modest scale? Even a passing slime would laugh!
—If the creator of Earth 666 Creative Abyss were truly a Demon God, may my hands wither.
Of course, most creators who had not experienced it directly were quick to ridicule them.
The community’s opinion was decidedly negative.
There was nothing in the narrative that made practical sense.
What is a Demon God, after all?
The apex predator of the Abyss itself—among countless demons and the Lords who reign above them, the one who stands at the very pinnacle.
With appetizing prey abundant all around, would a top-tier predator expend effort hunting insects?
One should not even know that a place like Earth exists in the first place.
—What if, against all odds, it were true?
—What if there’s something in the Earth 666 Abyss that we don’t know about?
—Could it be that a Legendary Quest completes only when the Champion is defeated?
—Could we claim the territory of a Demon God?
—Perhaps something even greater lies hidden there.
Yet the speculation had already taken root.
Should all these theories prove true, heated debate erupted over what could actually be gained from the Earth 666 Abyss.
Defeating the Champion would yield an enormous treasure!
Whether fact or fiction, one thing was certain: that place was special.
Perhaps that was why.
The number of Avatars entering the Colosseum exploded exponentially.
More and more Creators began taking interest.
The Colosseum’s profits surged accordingly.
‘Why has the influx of participants suddenly increased?’
Adora, the Creator herself, was bewildered by this unexpected windfall.
Contrary to the negative sentiment, entries had more than doubled.
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《Champion ‘Unnamed Man’ continues his winning streak!》
《He has achieved 256 consecutive victories!》
《Current accumulated Coins: 113.》
《Upon claiming the Champion’s position, all accumulated Coins will be awarded immediately.》
The Champion’s seat remained unshaken.
No Avatar could withstand the overwhelming momentum of the formidable Unnamed Man.
Yet Park Chan-woo had temporarily severed his Synchronization with Agzos.
Ding!
《Agzos has won.》
《1 Coin has been deposited.》
《Per your contract with Creator Adora, all Colosseum earnings are distributed 50:50.》
《An additional 2 Coins from spectator seat sales over the past three days have been credited.》
The message appeared as he walked.
Park Chan-woo smiled faintly at the sight of it.
‘This is like passive farming.’
Agzos and Adora were generating Coins for him automatically.
Even doing nothing, he earned an average of one Coin per day.
‘Already made back my initial investment.’
He’d already recouped more than the Coins he’d spent.
The 170-win streak against Balzak had been a particular windfall.
‘Coins are duplicating themselves.’
A dream made real—coins breeding coins.
His Coins were multiplying endlessly.
Had Han Shin witnessed this, he might have fainted from the shock.
‘This is solid enough to leave in their hands.’
He trusted Agzos and Adora to continue performing capably.
The Mana cost to summon Agzos was negligible anyway.
That was thanks to achieving 1,000% Synchronization Rate, which had deepened their connection considerably.
Agzos had also absorbed a substantial portion of his swordsmanship, so unless something unforeseen happened to Park Chan-woo causing an unexpected de-summoning, Agzos would not lose against ordinary Avatars.
Adora was growing increasingly adept at managing the Creative Abyss.
Park Chan-woo gazed up at the empty sky.
Then.
Ding!
《Current Coin Balance: 211》
He’d already broken through 200.
Just looking at the number was satisfying.
Since returning, he’d acquired an average of 3 Coins per day.
At this point, no other Coin holder would have accumulated more than he had.
‘No one else has even gathered 100.’
No—they operated in an entirely different magnitude.
The more, the better.
Coins were wealth without downside, and thinking of the distant future, his appetite remained insatiable.
Mediocre Creators, minor players—they were not his target.
‘I still don’t know what the second Easter Egg’s ability is…….’
He shrugged.
He’d obtained it, certainly, but he hadn’t yet figured out its precise function.
Yet he wasn’t impatient.
The first Easter Egg had revealed its true power as his Level rose — this one would do the same.
Once the conditions were met, its nature would come to light on its own.
But there was still something that nagged at him.
‘…That light I saw back then. It couldn’t have been the Creator, could it?’
He wasn’t mistaken.
There was definitely someone standing before that torrent of radiant light.
Agzos, Adora, and Dagon had all claimed ignorance, yet he was certain.
That luminous apparition was something sacred.
Perhaps even the Creator itself.
Park Chan-woo believed that the Easter Eggs were traces the Creator had left behind in the Abyss.
A mystery that most Lords and Twelve Races didn’t even know existed.
Had the Creator revealed itself upon discovering this second trace?
Thump.
Park Chan-woo came to an abrupt halt.
He looked straight ahead.
A massive building loomed before him.
‘The Abyss Safety Department.’
A division hastily established by the government when the Abyss became a pressing crisis.
‘The only government agency that’s actually been useful.’
For a hastily assembled operation, it had gathered remarkably talented people.
The reason was simple.
‘Director Park Sang-min. He’s the real deal.’
The director himself had spearheaded the effort.
At least while he led it, South Korea could maintain some semblance of safety from the Abyss disaster.
And not only that—he’d kept the Avatars in check as well.
Park Sang-min was, in every sense, the natural enemy of Avatars.
He’d created the Death Registry, buried them socially the moment they were discovered, and led powerful Awakened to press them from all sides.
Even the way he’d crafted the public image of Avatars as thoroughly negative bore his mark.
But it didn’t last.
‘Park Sang-min gets demoted after becoming a scapegoat in Avatar internal politics.’
This department was rotten with cancer.
Traitors lurked in every corner like rats, waiting for their chance.
They leaked every secret of the Abyss Safety Department, framed Park Sang-min as the culprit to force his demotion, and took control of the organization.
What came after hardly needs telling.
The age of Avatars, by Avatars, and for Avatars had arrived.
When Park Sang-min ran the department, they at least showed some restraint in their activities.
So now.
《I equip the Radiant Lord’s Glasses.》
Park Chan-woo drew out special paint and a brush as well.
‘I’ll start cleaning from here.’

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