The Swords I Raised Are Too Strong - Chapter 110

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Chapter 110. The Broken Ring (1)
During those thirty seconds while Shin Si-woo annihilated four tentacles.
A titanic struggle for humanity’s very survival was unfolding around the British Empire’s Ring.
Shhhhhhhhh———.
A river of stars cascading from the heavens.
That irresistible torrent of celestial light converged into tentacles.
And it soon pierced through Earth’s atmosphere entirely, manifesting above the British Empire’s airspace.
Boom—boom—boom———!!!
The Patriot’s bombardment continued relentlessly.
Tens of thousands of Hunters unleashed a torrent of supporting fire.
Even Yuki’s spirit-transcendent demonic artillery, inheriting the World Tree’s power, was being discharged—.
Boom—————!!!
A single tentacle gracefully trampled through the human realm.
Nothing touched the outer god’s essence, and as though nothing had occurred, the tentacle continued its movement unimpeded.
There was no change whatsoever, save for the most imperceptible deceleration.
Thud.
Its very presence crushed the world.
Merely a tentacle had approached.
Yet the transcendents—humanity’s supposed hope—felt their bodies compressed as though multiplied in weight.
The ordinary Hunters who had ventured support through the Spirit Realm without transcending dared not even activate their [Mobile Pseudo-Gates]—.
“Uhhh….”
“H-humans must perish!”
“L-let’s kill ourselves, kill ourselves, then we’ll find happiness—.”
Gazing upon the tentacle, they descended into madness.
Countless people lost their minds and took their own lives.
Those who had merely fainted were truly fortunate.
Amidst such hellish torment, what were Europe’s transcendents doing?
“H-how….”
The transcendents of the European Union could only despair.
More than a decade had passed since the Gate incident.
They had formed an alliance—created a Round Table and protected all of Europe.
They had experienced and understood nearly everything, yet even they were powerless against that tentacle.
We, humanity, stood defenseless before an irresistible calamity.
And yet—.
Shhhhhhh.
The tentacle showed mercy.
Despite the insolent humans troubling it.
The tentacle moved consistently in a single direction.
As though they were nothing, as though their desperate attacks had never existed at all.
The tentacle advanced toward its destination.
The tentacles surged toward a location diametrically opposed to where Europe’s transcendents stood arrayed across France.
It was none other than the British Empire’s Ring.
Goooooooo————.
A perfect circle traced itself across the Ring that encircled Britain.
The tentacles mimicked the Ring’s form, coalescing into a rounded shape.
The tentacles, now precisely mirroring the Ring’s configuration, descended slowly toward the earth while carrying within them the full majesty of an outer god.
Ironically, the European transcendents who bore witness to this entire spectacle—
and the handful of humans who had volunteered as war correspondents, barely clinging to sanity—
indeed, every conscious being that perceived this scene exhaled in relief.
That irresistible calamity.
May that supreme terror spare us.
A relief born from primal dread saturated the entire region.
The European Union was a coalition.
Countless national flags intermingled.
Among those drooping standards—
Flutter—!!!
Only the Taegeuk flag soared skyward alone.
All eyes converged upon the Taegeuk pattern that painted the heavens.
An aircraft carrier advancing toward that irresistible calamity.
Sound emanated from the crimson-stained aircraft carrier.
【Self-destruct sequence activated.】
One aircraft carrier unleashed tens of thousands of bombers as it hurtled toward the tentacles.
Another aircraft carrier followed in its wake.
【Self-destruct sequence activated.】
Thus two carriers.
And then another followed—
【Self-destruct sequence activated.】
Three carriers.
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A total of ten aircraft carriers were launched toward the tentacles.
Before that suicide formation of carriers, the Patriot, wrapped in the most sacred Taegeuk flag, roared.
“Die, you Nazi bastards!!!”
That irresistible colossal calamity.
If it could not be stopped, the nation would surely fall.
The Patriot fluttered the Taegeuk flag while hovering serenely above European airspace.
As if protecting the Patriot, King Sejong stood in noble composure.
Crackle—crackle—crackle————.
[Hunminjeongeum]
The grimoire fluttered.
King Sejong’s reinforcement, grafted to its absolute limit, manifested.
A hundred reinforcements achieved.
And another hundred reinforcements accomplished.
Now that I have reached the pinnacle, I need only recite words to manifest my will.
One thing, though….
‘Word-casting is truly vexing.’
King Sejong could not fathom which words he should speak.
Yet he had to succeed.
The fact that Jesus and Shin Si-woo had not arrived before such a calamity meant—.
‘They must be holding back an even more irresistible catastrophe.’
His brilliant mind read the currents of this situation.
From the outset, the very fact that he, a king of Joseon, fought at Europe’s Ring made this portent unmistakably clear.
Was this not precisely why he had created such variables?
At least the Patriot’s expression now shone far brighter than the one that had been in that tarot card.
Amid such contemplation—.
Drip.
A tear of blood fell from the Patriot’s left eye.
The site where Iris Ruzbella had injected the Eye.
Following that drop of blood, the Empress’s voice flowed forth.
——You possess exceptionally high aptitude as my subjects.
Having already declared you my people.
I shall offer frequent aid until you become demons.
Though my choices stem merely from curiosity and amusement.
And that single—.
That one phrase was the extent of the Empress’s counsel.
“Damn, that’s terrifying.”
The Patriot shuddered and prepared the next Aircraft Carrier for self-destruction.
Meanwhile, King Sejong’s eyes blazed with unprecedented clarity.
‘Since she said “you,” it must include me as well….’
King Sejong recalled his own origin.
“Hunminjeongeum is damn powerful! A predatory language.”
The starting point of his word-casting that the Patriot had defined.
That became his hint.
Thus King Sejong recited word-casting in the correct direction for the first time.
“Predation.”
He, his language.
The words he uttered.
Possessed the quality of devouring.
——After the master of stars, you have obtained the Constellation itself.
And King Sejong’s authority is manifested through the power of the Crimson Empress Iris Ruzbella.
——Hahaha! I have obtained a wise demon. This shall be the great fortune of the Empire!
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Cheonsal-seong.
Iris Ruzbella herself.
She had borrowed the dignity of the supreme world.
King Sejong channeled that supreme dignity through her voice, while the Patriot did so through his implanted Eye.
Perhaps it was as the Dark Lamb had been, revering the foreign god?
Kuuuuuuuung—————.
I felt an immense force beyond my control.
This was power flowing from a being beyond humanity.
That power manifested through King Sejong’s language and seeped into the world as the Patriot’s authority.
Merely human.
Yet we had tilted even one tentacle of the foreign god Shub-Niggurath.
Kuguguguuung————.
We had caused even a corner of it to lean.
The explosion of the self-destructing Aircraft Carrier had bloomed crimson, erasing a portion of the Ring.
The sight resembled a massive Demon having gnawed through it.
[Consumption] manifested through King Sejong’s decree expanded that partial range.
Thus the tentacle, rendered in circular form,
Kiiiiiii————.
began to tilt to one side with a horrific shriek.
It was an infinitesimal change.
Yet that minute shift became a tremendous variable for someone.
The tentacle pouring helplessly onto the earth—the very tentacle that should have perfectly covered the British Empire’s Ring—
‘had missed.’
King Sejong was certain.
The fact that the tentacle did not align with the Ring was the critical element driving the entire sequence of events.
Kwaaang—————!!!
Even though it had missed, the foreign god’s tentacle that partially overlapped the Ring
had managed to destroy a portion of the British Empire’s Ring, which the System had been sealing with tremendous power.
Therefore,
【Evacuate to higher ground immediately.】
The world, for the first time, uttered something strange.
【The British Empire’s Ring has been destroyed.】
The System that had declared Shin Si-woo a god
and praised his countless achievements, bestowing salvific joy upon humanity,
this time spoke in an entirely different direction.
【The world is beginning to collapse.】
Uttering terrible words, as if awaiting death itself,
it slowly added one phrase at a time.
【■■■■ is no longer possible.】
【The humans across the Great Britain Empire are evacuating…】
A mechanical voice.
Recites hesitation.
Within that tragic reality—.
Ziiing.
The sky tears open.
A savior appears.
Humanity’s god cloaked in radiant golden light.
Two gods illuminated the sky above the Great Britain Empire.
—Ep. 36 The Broken Ring
“Brother….”
Jesus beheld.
Shin Si-woo conversing with the Swords, uttering all manner of ominous murmurs.
His eyes brimming with gluttony, as though claiming ‘delectable sustenance’ rather than spoils of war—how terrifying.
He gazed upon the Swords and smiled gently, speaking with benevolence.
Recalling when he had slaughtered all those who drank the milk of white cattle in India, the contrast struck him as truly dreadful.
Yet Jesus, more than that—
⦗SCREEEEE!!!⦘
He heard the voice of the Swords, which ordinarily remained inaudible to the outside.
Shin Si-woo, who had boasted of possessing the small and precious Aga Sword.
Yet from that small and precious existence, an extraordinarily ominous aura emanated.
“You’ve awakened.”
He had already stirred awake moments ago.
But Shin Si-woo, occupied conversing with the Swords and gathering the foreign god’s tendrils, had failed to notice.
Jesus, recalling the essence of Shin Si-woo that he had contemplated while being ‘insulted’, deliberately refrained from speaking.
What appeared when he opened his eyes was the supreme divine [Barrier].
Or perhaps a [Wall] meant to seal something.
That space, thicker and more cruel than the walls of dimensions, was a vile place that imposed eternity upon its target and furthermore compelled the dissolution of one’s very self.
“You wield my hell…as though it were a skill.”
“Ah, that’s merely a barrier the Swords cast.”
Half the world that Jesus possessed amounted to nothing more than [a barrier the Swords cast] from Shin Si-woo’s perspective.
Jesus too had beheld the Ruzbella Empire’s Imperial Palace.
It had been specially designated as the most critical region on the Church’s [Earth] map.
The reason being that Shin Si-woo’s world was gradually encroaching upon Earth, and paradoxically, it had been fortified precisely because of this.
Since it lay south of China, he had simply accepted it as such….
“What world does that divine Sword possess?”
With transcendent cognition, accelerating thought endlessly, Jesus continued the conversation.
“It was a monotheistic nation, much like you were before, Jesus.”
A monotheistic nation.
Jesus notes the key phrase.
‘I wish that someday I’d have an assistant to organize information like this for me.’
With that thought, I arrange what I know about Shin Si-woo in my mind.
Shin Si-woo, ordinarily rather taciturn, has a peculiar tendency to become verbose and elaborate whenever discussing the Swords.
“That Barbarian—they made even other races believe in them, a truly authentic theocratic nation. Well….”
No matter how I think about it, I cannot comprehend it.
Barbarian refers to savages.
They appear frequently enough even among Hunters.
Ignorant, brutally strong, praising gods of war or savagery—beings utterly incompatible with the noble sacred power.
“Sacred power granted to the Barbarian King—.”
Just as I was about to elaborate further on that matter.
Jesus and Shin Si-woo heard the voice of the world.
【Announcement. Evacuate immediately.】
【The British Empire’s Ring has been destroyed.】
I had just finished dealing with four tentacles and was catching my breath.
It seemed trouble had erupted in Britain after all.
And yet….
“Let us go.”
Jesus Christ and I now have nothing to restrain us.
Two gods of humanity, perfectly liberated, shall advance toward that place.
Therefore, whatever emerges from the British Empire’s Ring, there is nothing to fear.
【Announcement. The two gods of humanity have descended upon the Great Britain Empire.】
【Humans, do not fear.】
【The gods shall protect you.】
Humanity’s sole deities.
Have descended upon the British Empire’s Ring.

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