Level -99 Archmage - Chapter 134

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Episode 134. Sephiro and the Grand Sorcerer
《’Destructor Signus’ is an ‘Ultra-High Grade Divine Beast’.》
《Using ‘Destructor Signus’s’ life and soul, synthesizing the ‘Nest’.》
《More offerings are required to resurrect the ‘Offering God’.》
The Offering System activated.
Soon Signus’s wavelength began to weaken rapidly.

【What is this power……?】
Signus murmured, still unable to comprehend.
Something invading his being.
He understood it was being offered to the Offering God, but could not grasp anything beyond that.
Yet even with their souls connected, Signus could not perceive Park Chan-woo’s entirety clearly — and that seemed to stem from this same source.
Soon his flesh and soul flowed into Park Chan-woo.
Into the Sealing Demon God’s Chalice within his skull.
【Aahhh……】
And then he could understand.
The countless talents emanating from Park Chan-woo.
Where those impossible powers had come from.
It was here.
The Sealing Demon God’s Chalice.
Because of the unspeakably abominable beings dwelling within it.
No — they were not merely abominable.
Destructor Signus trembled with dread.
Even as his consciousness dimmed, he could feel their presence with absolute clarity.
Apex predators of a dimension incomparable to himself — each one, unto itself, a supreme being!
How could such entities, the kind born only from the Great Rift, gather within a chalice?
‘What, then, is this Offering God……’
He did not know.
He did not wish to know.
One thing was certain.
【Can it be that I… cannot enter into that place?】
Signus could not enter within it.
Even Signus, who bore the name of Destructor and sat enthroned on the terror of demons.
He who had slain hundreds of lords and massacred demons numbering in the tens of thousands.
It was insufficient.
His existential force fell far short.
There was nothing he could accomplish here.
He was not needed here.
Utterly meaningless.
【…I entrust my child to you.】
All that remained to him was to wish.
Park Chan-woo.
That he would raise his child well.
Though Park Chan-woo was a ‘World Error’, he differed distinctly from the others.
Where other ‘World Errors’ harbored the intent to collapse the world itself, Park Chan-woo — in a twist of irony — was striving to protect it.
He held a fierce will to save humanity and preserve his own world.
If he persisted in that will, perhaps the ‘Great Rift’ might never come to pass.
…Moreover.
He had witnessed it clearly.
【You are a Grand Sorcerer recognized by Sephiro, that tremor-inducing monster.】
The scene of Sephiro’s acknowledgment.
The Dragon Tribe, foremost among the Twelve Races.
Their apex — the one said to have annihilated the ‘Master of the Void’.
Though it sounded like rumor, an ‘Transcendent Dragon’ would make it possible.
That one knew no limits.
So he entrusted his child, the child of Sanctuary, to him.
If recognized by that Transcendent Dragon, then ‘Sanctuary’ would likewise grant recognition.
【I thank you…… 】
Thus Signus, in the World of Nothing, at the Level Zero strata, was ground into oblivion.
Countless beings had perished unable to breach this wall of lamentation.
Countless offerings had been made, yet only an infinitesimal few could breach this barrier.
Only those deemed by the Offering God as “powerful as error itself” were permitted entry.
Soon after, Signus’s consciousness vanished from the World of Nothing.
It dissolved completely, merging with the consciousness of other beings who had failed to cross the barrier.
* * *
At that same moment.
The Dragon Divine Beast Park Chan-woo tilted his head.
“…Was I mistaken?”
Signus’s presence—that existence—had suddenly ceased to be felt.
It was as though it had simply evaporated.
Though if it wasn’t that, there was also the possibility he’d misunderstood from the start.
Perhaps a similar Divine Beast had appeared instead.
But.
“This is strange.”
Park Chan-woo never makes mistakes in perception.
Yet if he had made one now, it was proof that something beyond ordinary understanding was occurring.
Yes.
A string of strange events had been unfolding.
‘Not long ago, another treasure appeared in the Mystery Compendium.’
A belt bearing the name of “Baal” itself, no less.
Barely a year had passed since the Ultimate Holy Object, Star of Pride was registered.
And now it was advertised blatantly, as if to flaunt itself.
As if mocking all those other “mystery seekers” into gnashing their teeth.
Yet it was Park Chan-woo who had filled the Mystery Compendium most extensively.
So it was remarkable to him that mysteries still remained undiscovered by his hand.
‘Discoverer: Grand Sorcerer.’
The discoverer’s name was the problem.
Park Chan-woo opened the Mystery Compendium once more.
【Baal’s Belt (977)】
【Mystery Prestige: 10,000】
【Discovery Date: Abyss Calendar Year 44,444,424】
【Discoverer: Grand Sorcerer】
The name at the very top.
The 977th mystery discovered—Baal’s Belt.
Less than a year had passed since the 976th entry, the Ultimate Holy Object, Star of Pride, was discovered, and yet the Grand Sorcerer had already added his name to the list once more.
For Park Chan-woo, this too was peculiar.
He had scoured the entire Abyss.
There should have been no mysteries left to discover.
Even if new ones emerged, it should have been in the distant future.
Yet they had appeared.
Two of them, in rapid succession.
And what’s more—equipment bearing the name of “Baal,” spoken of as the Creator’s Beast itself.
That Baal’s name had been passed down and crafted into equipment—who would have thought.
And that arrogant thing calling himself “Grand Sorcerer” had found both of them.
Overlooking Park Chan-woo himself, that presumptuous one styled himself Grand Sorcerer.
The speed at which he operated defied Park Chan-woo’s comprehension.
This present matter was no different.
He had sensed Signus’s presence, then it suddenly vanished.
It had evaporated by a method beyond his perception.
“…It seems something is indeed interfering with my awareness.”
Park Chan-woo tapped his own head lightly, twice.
Everything hinged on “perception.”
As a Dragon Divine Beast, there existed nothing in this world he could not know if he willed it.
A perceptual obstruction—some kind of “error” had certainly occurred.
Within a realm he did not know, could not know.
What could it be.
Park Chan-woo closed his eyes.
Crack!
Rip! Riiiiip!
His body then tore apart and split into countless fragments.
He had begun to dissect himself, in a sense, to identify the cause clearly.
* * *
Park Chan-woo looked around.
Somehow, he had returned to reality.
Inside the Creative Abyss that Adora had made.
Judging by the light breaking through, it seemed the morning of the third and final day was beginning.
“……Mm.”
His body swayed.
His head throbbed dully.
Heat rose through his entire frame, and his mouth had gone dry.
‘I need to organize the memories.’
The memories of Han Min-o and Signus churned wildly in his mind.
Left unchecked, they would blur together.
He would lose himself.
Mixing Magical Wavelengths was dangerous work to that degree.
Yet through this ordeal, he had learned much.
He had become more adept at handling wavelengths. It had become certain that by mingling souls and seizing control, he could offer them to the Offering God. But the backlash was the problem.
The memories tangled haphazardly were throwing him into confusion.
The slightest lapse in concentration left him unsure of who he was.
Had he been not human but one of the Divine Beasts who remembered everything eternally, this mingling of souls would have been a curse.
‘Humans were blessed with the gift of forgetting.’
Humans were capable of forgetting.
They could lose unnecessary memories and store only what mattered.
In matters of memory, humans were an active and autonomous race.
If this was not a blessing, what else could be called one?
“…I am Park Chan-woo.”
He spoke his own name aloud.
Unless he defined and organized it precisely, confusion would follow.
“I am Park Chan-woo.”
He repeated it continuously.
Speaking his name again and again.
Yet suddenly, a question surfaced.
Who was Park Chan-woo?
What, exactly, was he?
Signus the Destroyer had called him the Master of Emptiness.
Yi Hyeok-soo had called him a Prophet.
Everyone defined this man called Park Chan-woo through entirely different lenses.
Which one was his true face?
Where had this being called Park Chan-woo begun?
Since when had he been confident of becoming a Grand Sorcerer?
―I myself shall call you Grand Sorcerer. You may boast of it anywhere!
That beginning was Sefirot, the Dragon God.
It would be fair to say that from that moment, Park Chan-woo began walking the path of the Grand Sorcerer.
A seeker of truth, a Grand Sorcerer to surpass even the Dragon God Sefirot!
That alone would suffice.
Everything else was mere branches.
Shifting his perspective, the organization of memories became far easier.
His Magical Wavelength began to find stability once more.
《Synchronization Rate 0%》
《All Synchronization is being dissolved.》
Only then could he finally break free.
From Han Min-o, from Signus.
Park Chan-woo turned his head once, then shifted his gaze.
Upon Han Min-o’s chest lay a single Orb of Light.
Already half-shattered, its interior was hollow.
Yet the orb itself continued to writhe, showing signs of hatching soon.
He reached out slowly, and when his hand touched the orb—
《First contact is beginning.》
《Divine Beast ‘Signus’ is hatching!》

《Signus hatches and absorbs all of the Nests.》
《Absorption rate: 100%! There could be no more perfect Nest than this.》
《Signus inherits all of the Nest’s latent potential.》
《The title of Destroyer is passed down.》
《The Ultimate Bloodline manifests with even greater force.》
《Independence strengthens in the wake of the Ultimate Bloodline’s emergence.》
《Signus does not acknowledge you.》
《He harbors doubts as to whether you are truly a Divine Beast like himself.》
Change was taking place.
A single black wing burst forth from within the broken shell.
But Signus did not acknowledge Park Chan-woo.
The Ultimate Bloodline—surely it meant the bloodline of Sanctuary.
He could not grasp the concept behind that name precisely, yet he knew with certainty that within the rift, the greatest king bore the name Sanctuary.
He had read it from the memories of Destroyer Signus, and noble blood was the meaning it must carry.
That was the moment.
《Easter Egg (002) activates!》
《Signus recognizes you as one of his kind.》
《Signus acknowledges you as his parent.》
《Ultimate Bloodline! The potential of your bloodline is shared!》
《Sanctuary, the name of the Absolute, is inherited alongside you.》

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