The Swords I Raised Are Too Strong - Chapter 108

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Chapter 108. One Tentacle Strike (1)
As I manifested Yulia Lanestia and wrapped myself in sacred divinity——.
To Shi-u, the god of time and space.
Holy Emperor, Yulia Lanestia offers all her divinity with a heart full of yearning.
——I have become the most noble and exalted being among humanity at this present moment.
Beyond transcendence, I glimpsed a fragment of the absolute.
Just as it was when I called upon Reinhardt Euclid, so too was it with Yulia Lanestia.
There was one difference, however.
Could it be thanks to the identity of being a god?
Before the torrential cascade of immense divinity that I had yet to fully express, I beheld the world’s will.
—Jesus.
The world desires it.
My brother Jesus Christ, who struggles beneath the weight of suffering.
The world wishes for me to heal him.
So do I.
Swaaaaaa———.
My divine power obeys my will.
Golden light engulfed Jesus, and Absolute Recovery was achieved.
Myself and Jesus, Yulia Lanestia.
Three divine powers intermingled, and within that flow, I naturally beheld the world’s will.
The world desires it.
That the end of Jesus Christ does not draw near.
That he remain the god of humanity for all eternity.
Truly, it was a paradoxical statement.
“I, Jesus Christ, stand at the end.”
Jesus is a god who can no longer grow.
His level does not rise.
He cannot enter the Tower.
Even the System’s Quests have vanished.
Despite receiving the faith of billions of humans, his divinity does not accumulate.
Yet all of this was never the System’s intention.
The System’s collective will—this is for the sake of the world.
I understood.
The world desires Jesus.
And at the same time, it desires the god Shi-u—it desires me.
Our Earth is incredibly greedy, and it is placed in such a harsh environment that it can only survive by being so.
This is the thought that flashed through my mind in that fleeting instant.
Crrrunch——.
Dimensions twist, and the phenomenon occurs.
The foreign god—Shub-Niggurath—follows even my fleeting instant.
Merely two tentacles.
Each one carried the complete power of the outer god.
Humans would not even be permitted to gaze upon it.
The tentacles continued to multiply.
‘Three now.’
Now, four.
What in the world had the Great Britain Empire done to compel the outer god to endure such tremendous constraints and resort to such a reckless gambit?
I, who had transcended and seized immense divinity.
Could not comprehend it all the more.
I raised my sword toward the heavens.
“The throne of the Holy Sovereign is a lonely seat. Sword, I am alone. There is but one god in this world. Therefore, I shall slay all other gods.”
Yulia Lanestia was a noble god.
Without distinction between inside and outside, between good and evil, she had slaughtered all divine essences to make herself alone supreme.
Thus had she become so noble.
I had experienced nearly all things through my swords.
Through their subtlety, I had blasphemed the outer god.
Yet there existed those who had touched the outer god’s displeasure with an even greater blasphemy than mine.
‘I had devoured the outer god’s offspring.’
Before the mother’s very eyes, I had drunk wine with Jesus and savored the taste of her child.
But it was the Great Britain Empire that had inflicted an even greater insult.
Could a mere human possibly inflict a greater insult upon an outer god?
There was but one thing I could deduce.
Namely—.
The sacrificial offering.
Perhaps they had desecrated the tribute that was meant to be offered to the outer god.
Not merely the tribute itself, but they had slaughtered all the believers who gathered the offerings and performed the sacred rites.
Only then could one overcome a mother’s wrath at losing her child.
One might wonder how the pain of losing a child could be overcome.
But one must not judge by human standards.
‘In the end, an outer god is a being that grows by consuming twisted faith.’
Once a certain threshold is crossed, the sacrifice becomes more important than the offspring.
In any case, at last the outer god’s movements ceased.
‘Yulia’s manifestation time is 49 seconds.’
Merely seconds of time.
Five tentacles had appeared in that lofty sky.
Deeming further advancement a reckless overreach, the outer god ceased its display of power after those five tentacles.
⦗Since I have been blocked once, I intend to see this through to the end.⦘
Yulia speaks.
Before her noble presence, the outer god is merely heresy.
A target deserving of judgment.
If her true form were to manifest, the foreign god’s tentacles would be annihilated in less than a second.
However, I am not her.
Yet the sword I wield is identical to the one she holds.
So I raised my blade toward that lofty dimensional rift.
A resonant hum echoed forth.
Yulia Lanestia confines all things well.
Therefore, I shall confine the world of the foreign god that invades Earth.
A life of solitary sanctity forged by the vow of chastity is, after all, optimized for precisely such a purpose.
My blade’s edge was aimed at the foreign god’s tentacles.
I would devour all that entered my sight.
And yet.
——One strand.
A single tentacle that had split the moment Jesus fell.
That alone, I could not overcome.
But that is acceptable.
Now, borrowing Yulia Lanestia’s rank.
[Time and Space]
I, as a god.
As the master of the Aga Sword,
have awakened to my true power.
Soon I shall come for him.
—Ep. 35 One Tentacle Strike.
“Truly, a wondrous prophecy indeed.”
Im Ji-ah, the Saint of Destiny, was undoubtedly a being superior to most of Joseon’s priestesses.
King Sejong was certain of this.
Here now, in Northern France, countless people had gathered, and a situation teetered on the brink of eruption.
The transcendents of the EU stood in confrontation with Patriot’s Carrier Fleet.
And….
A tremendous roar tore through the air.
There was one woman mediating between them.
A possessor of overwhelming power that commanded the sea, the earth, and the sunlight itself.
Yuki, a half-elf of Japanese nationality.
‘Indeed, the transcendent of Japan that Patriot was wary of.’
The reason Patriot and the European transcendent alliance did not clash was due to Yuki’s efforts.
She served her mother, the World Tree.
Her mother served the Ruzbella Empire and Shin Si-woo.
Therefore, her thoughts differed entirely from those of ordinary people.
A gentle breeze drifted forth.
The fragrance of her mother drawing near from afar.
She spoke to me.
A great calamity is descending upon this land.
Yuki, you must fulfill your proper duty to that one from this place.
‘Yuki will obey!’
To follow that one, mere humans must not quarrel amongst themselves.
Those lesser than dust must not incur the displeasure of the Swords and their master.
Mother spoke of this.
Those who now walk this world in human form——.
The Abyss.
All of them comprise the world itself.
They transcend a single planet, create the universe, and dominate all that exists.
She called them the Absolute.
‘Those beings—.’
The black tentacles bestowed upon Mother by the Red Empress.
Their master would descend to this land, she said.
And the World Tree, the Mother Goddess of Earth….
“Mere amusement.”
Solely for their entertainment.
Someday I would have to wage a life-or-death battle against the master of those tentacles.
“Yuki won’t tolerate fighting!”
Wielding the primordial spirits.
I brought order to this battlefield.
Thus creating a lull, I naturally directed all eyes toward a single point.
That place——.
[British Empire’s Ring.]
The wall that imprisoned the Great Britain Empire.
In the fortunate moment when all attention converged there.
KRAAAAAACCCKKK————!!!
The sky above the Ring tore asunder.
Piercing through the atmosphere’s corruption and transcending the universe, a colossal tentacle emerged.
A tentacle that inspired unspeakable terror the moment one beheld it.
“AAAAHHHHH———!!!”
Humans shrieked and descended into madness.
The European humans who had gathered as war correspondents rolled back their eyes, collapsed unconscious, or succumbed to frenzy and committed atrocities.
A horrifying spectacle almost unbearable to witness.
It would be only fitting for Europe’s humanitarian transcendents to immediately step forward and save them—.
“All units, prepare!”
Every transcendent gathered here gained an instinctive understanding.
That eerie tentacle, which inspired dread and madness merely by being seen, must never be allowed to invade this land.
Even the Patriot, who had kept the carrier’s bow pointed toward the European transcendent forces until the very end, changed direction upon witnessing that colossal tentacle.
‘Damn, that’s terrifying.’
My hands are trembling.
I think I understand why King Sejong brought me here.
Those Yankee bastards of the Great Britain Empire who had colonized the United States were clearly commanding such a monstrosity.
“Damned Nazis.”
Unfamiliar with European slurs, the Patriot spoke without thinking, and
only the innocent German Awakeners flinched at his words.
There was no talk of rudeness or anything of the sort.
The bombers from the Aircraft Carrier were already flying toward the tentacles faster than anyone else.
Whoooooosh———.
Boom boom boom!!!
Suicide drones, bombers.
Missiles and railgun beams.
All of it poured down upon the tentacles.
Indeed, Korea’s Transcendents, honed through actual combat, were different.
The European Transcendents too cast magic and activated their awakening abilities to confront the colossal tentacles.
And standing one step back from all of it was King Sejong—.
‘At this level of variables….’
He drew forth the ceaselessly fluttering [Hunminjeongeum].
His solemn gaze swept across the battlefield.
Whoosh!
[The tentacle’s movement speed has decreased by 2%!]
Hearing Min-jung’s report, he continued to chant the two-character incantation.
“Strengthen—.”
He cast endless strengthening.
What he would say at the end, I cannot know.
But King Sejong had decided to focus solely on ‘strengthening’ until he judged himself to have reached his limit.
He had witnessed a terrible prophecy.
So he gathered people to create an opportunity for variables.
Then he himself must become the force to execute that variable.
‘That thing cannot be stopped at the level of a Transcendent.’
King Sejong understood the moment he saw it.
An Outer God transcends the laws of the human world.
I am certain that even a single tentacle cannot be stopped.
That is why he sought to create a variable.
“Strengthen.”
“Strengthen.”
“Strengthen.”
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Within the endless strengthening, the tentacle had drawn near to the Ring.
* * *
Shin Si-woo, my brother.
I have endured a terrible blasphemy.
All that I have built has been desecrated, my identity has been dishonored, and my salvation has been denied.
This was a curse most profound and abyssal.
A curse that has persisted across countless ages.
666.
The inverted cross.
The reversed pentagram.
Symbols known to none save Jesus himself.
Profane texts—symbols intertwined with the ancient scriptures.
Jesus recalled the anguish within his trials, the exultation when he overcame them, and the loss that arose in the very act of overcoming.
«Jesus»
I am Jesus Christ.
Therefore, I shall endure eternally.

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