The Mage Who Devours Disasters - Chapter 91

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Chapter 91.
“….”
The Dark Deity Hod waited in silence.
In the heart of Seoul, golden clouds spiraled endlessly.
He could not discern what transpired within that blinding veil of light.
Even his piercing vision could not penetrate such an impenetrable barrier.
Yet a composed smile played at the corners of Hod’s lips.
‘It won’t be long.’
A collision between two monsters who had never tasted defeat.
He felt it instinctively.
That the conclusion was drawing near.
Whoooosh!
Then.
The radiant golden clouds that had obscured his vision gradually began to dissipate.
A victor had emerged.
Who had prevailed?
Hod’s crimson eyes gleamed with intrigue.
In that moment.
“…!”
Hod’s brow furrowed.
He sensed it.
One being’s divine power had completely dissipated.
Not a retreat or escape.
The very existence had been torn asunder, erased without a trace.
‘The loser was… the Deity of Fortune.’
Hod nodded slowly.
He had anticipated this to some degree.
Even an external deity who boasted so arrogantly of invincibility—the opponent transcended all conventional measures.
‘Of course. That is what makes her the Irresistible Force.’
The Absolute Deity.
An overwhelming calamity who stood atop the Tower, gazing down upon all gods beneath her feet.
Rather than surprise at the Deity of Fortune’s defeat, Hod found himself reaffirming the Irresistible Force’s overwhelming might.
Hod’s gaze sharpened.
‘Losing Thanatos’s shell is a bitter loss.’
His perfect plan to monopolize Episode 5 had crumbled.
Yet where there is loss, there must be gain.
‘How much longer will she wear that yokai’s flesh?’
Thanatos’s ‘Veil of Death’ could block all pursuit and detection, it was said.
But this place was Earth.
And dawn was breaking.
When the Hundred Ghosts Night Parade’s time ended and morning broke, he would inevitably shed that shell and return to his true avatar form.
‘Observation is possible, at least.’
If tracking fails, I can simply watch with my own eyes.
The moment the veil lifts and Thanatos’s shell shatters.
If I can only confirm what form the Irresistible Force’s avatar takes, what human guise it descended to Earth wearing.
‘If I can only confirm the Irresistible Force’s avatar, this is profitable.’
Because in this Gambling Arena, only I would possess the secret of the Irresistible Force’s identity.
How to play that card can be decided later.
Hod focused all his attention on the crystal screen.
Whoooosh.
The golden clouds finally dispersed completely.
Seoul’s morning sun began to illuminate the ruined cityscape.
Hod held his breath.
“Come now, reveal yourself. Irresistible Force.”
His lips curved into a smile.
But.
“…?”
Hod’s smile froze rigid as he observed the scene beyond the crystal.
His eyes widened as if they might burst from their sockets.
“…What is this.”
Hod shot up from his throne.
He leaned close to the crystal, unable to believe what he saw.
In the middle of Gangnam-daero where the golden clouds had cleared.
There lay only the shattered Asphalt Street and the wreckage of Collapsed Buildings scattered about.
Yet.
“…Why is there nothing.”
Not even Thanatos, which had been the Irresistible Force’s shell.
Not even the remnants of the Deity of Fortune, which I believed had been annihilated.
As if they had never existed there from the beginning, they vanished without a trace.
‘Did I miss it?’
Right before my eyes, even as I watched intently, it evaporated without a sound.
Yet there is no trace of escape to the outside.
Had it pierced through the golden clouds, I should have certainly detected it.
Warp? Teleportation? The power of spatial displacement?
If an ability to relocate existence itself was used, it too would leave residue.
The density of the atmosphere, the flow of mana, the footprints of divine power.
Even the smallest evidence should have remained.
Yet there is nothing.
Absolutely nothing.
What trick was employed here.
“Irresistible Force…!”
Hod’s fist trembled violently.
Rage and humiliation engulfed his entire being.
…I had been toyed with.
Thanatos was stolen from me, and I squandered even the opportunity to uncover that creature’s true identity.
Hod’s eyes blazed with murderous intent as he glared at the Empty Space as if to tear it asunder.
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My vision swam.
The landscape before my eyes wavered.
Just moments before, I had been standing atop the Collapsed Building Forest in the heart of Seoul, upon the desolate Gangnam-daero.
I was savoring the moment after devouring the Deity of Fortune whole, confirming the tremendous rewards pouring into me.
‘Level 10. Class Change Quest.’
The System Message was etched before my eyes.
The world cracked and warped, and in an instant, space inverted itself.
“….”
I surveyed my surroundings.
The Sky hung ashen and murky, while the Ground lay deathly black.
A landscape beyond desolate—utterly hopeless.
And before me, at the end of an impossibly distant staircase, a colossal Altar loomed.
I beheld the entity upon that Altar.
‘….’
My breath caught.
My heart felt as though it were freezing solid.
Its form was indistinct.
Only an unfathomable mass of darkness coiled upon the throne.
Yet that presence was seared into the very marrow of my bones.
An overwhelming despair I could never forget, must never forget.
“Irresistible Force.”
That accursed name escaped between my lips.
The twilight of my previous life.
The ruler of the Tower who had pronounced humanity’s annihilation and trampled me and my Fellowship comrades like insects.
The Absolute Deity.
It gazed down upon me from that Altar.
【How resourceful of you to reach this far, human.】
Its voice scraped directly against my cerebrum.
Space itself resonated and trembled in harmony with its will.
【Now surrender that flesh to me.】
It intended to seize my very consciousness and body in their entirety.
At that moment.
Kuuuuuurrrung!
The Ground shook violently, as if seized by madness.
The Sky tore open in two, and black lightning poured down like rain.
Through the jagged cracks in the earth, molten lava erupted like a fountain.
A suffocating typhoon lacerated the very space around me.
Every calamity imaginable.
All the world’s apocalypses compressed into this small space, bearing down upon me.
As if.
‘This is what Earth looked like just before its annihilation.’
It was a recreation of that hellscape I had witnessed with my own eyes in my previous life.
“Kugh…!”
I clenched my teeth and endured.
The heat was unbearable.
Pain swept over me as if my entire body were burning.
My airways constricted, my skin tore open.
I was no longer in Thanatos’s transformed state.
The moment I consumed the Deity of Fortune and reached Level 10, triggering the class advancement Quest, Thanatos’s shell had been forcibly stripped away.
Now I stood before the Irresistible Force once more—a frail human body, Kim Jung-seok, utterly defenseless.
‘I am no match for this.’
I knew it with bone-deep certainty.
There had never been a single moment when I could face this creature head-on.
Back then, I had the Philosopher’s Stone—synthesized by betting my life alongside five members of the Fellowship, wagering the world itself and my own heart.
Even then, I could only achieve mutual destruction.
But now.
I stood alone.
The Philosopher’s Stone was gone.
At this rate, I would die.
An irresistible, inescapable destruction bore down upon me, crushing all resistance.
【Why do you simply stand there?】
Its mockery echoed from the Altar.
【Try that vaunted ‘Descent’ of yours. Draw forth that grandiose divine power you have hidden within this shell.】
It knew.
That Rag slumbered within me.
【With that pitiful human body you now possess, you cannot even touch the hem of my garment.】
It sneered.
But its words were not without truth.
It was right.
‘I am weak.’
The body of the human Kim Jung-seok was not strong enough to withstand the cascading calamities.
Yet.
‘Rag is strong.’
If I shatter the Broken Fragment of the Golden Rule right now and summon Rag, I might be able to break through this suffocating situation by mobilizing every power at my disposal.
I could fly to the foot of this Altar and seize that bastard by the throat, or perhaps shatter this space and escape.
But.
“…ha.”
I shook my head.
A bitter laugh mixed with blood escaped my lips.
“This is enough.”
【…?】
“I’ve already won once.”
Even through the tearing agony, I thrust my chin forward and glared at him.
“Do I really need to summon Rag?”
I took a step forward.
Boom!
The ground beneath my foot caved inward, trying to drag me down into the Underground.
Grinding my teeth, I wrenched my leg free by sheer force.
Then I reached toward the distant cliff blocking my path.
A sheer vertical precipice leading to the Altar.
“Urrrrrrgh!”
I began climbing the cliff face.
My fingertips burned raw.
Sharp stone pierced my flesh, my nails tore away, and blood streamed freely.
Whiiiiiing!
A typhoon battered my body savagely.
My skin tore, my bones creaked.
I nearly fell countless times, swept by the wind, but I clung desperately to the stone crevices like a beast gnawing at rock.
I know.
‘This is pointless.’
The most foolish, idiotic thing I could do.
If I summoned Rag, I could soar up in an instant.
I could cleave that typhoon with Kwon Cheonsa’s blade and harden the lava with the Great Sage’s staff.
Such an easy, certain path exists, yet here I am, bleeding and crawling upward with this fragile human body.
Perhaps it is my last shred of pride.
But.
At least.
‘Before that one.’
Other Deities mean nothing, but before the Irresistible Force that obliterated my world—
I wanted to show my true self.
How desperately we tore into you.
How humanity’s last hope, that tattered Final Party,
fought with everything we had.
Without borrowing the power of divinity, with nothing but the malice and grit of a mere mortal—a human—I shattered that pitiful godhood of yours.
That victory was no accident.
‘Let me show you clearly.’
I’ll carve into your eyes the sight of this wretched flesh surpassing you, you bastard.
So I climbed.
Gritting my teeth against the maddening black lightning that lashed down upon me.
Swallowing the agony as my flesh burned away in the torrent of molten lava.
And finally, I seized the edge of the Cliff.
“Gasp… haah…”
Blood pooled thick in my grip.
I wrung every ounce of strength from my trembling arms and dragged myself up onto the Altar.
One more step.
The Ground split open, attempting to swallow my feet.
But I did not stop.
Another calamity descended.
Extreme frost that froze flesh itself crashed down upon me.
I coughed blood and tore through that bitter cold.
Overcoming it once more, another step forward.
Dragging this torn and shattered body, I finally reached the face of the Irresistible Force.
The center of the Altar.
Right before that pitch-black darkness that rippled from its form.
“…”
The Irresistible Force said nothing.
It merely gazed at me in silence, watching as I stared back at it, drenched in blood.
I exhaled roughly and twisted my lips into a snarl.
“I’ve come, you bastard.”
Then.
Uuuuuuuuung!
My right hand began to shine with manic brilliance.
From my right palm, where not a single piece of flesh remained intact, a dazzling golden rune erupted with ferocious intensity.
The Calamity-Devouring Mage.
The ultimate predatory instinct, awakened from the deepest depths of my soul.
Other Deities may fear you and revere you as the Absolute Deity.
‘But I do not fear you.’
I am different.
I do not fear you at all.
So without hesitation, I reached out my hand.
Toward the Irresistible Force.
I drove my right hand into its very essence.
And in that pain so intense consciousness threatened to shatter.
“You’re no different.”
I twisted my lips upward into a smile as I continued speaking.
“You’re merely my prey.”
Whoooooosh!
Golden runes began devouring the shell of the Irresistible Force.

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