The World’s Greatest is Dead - Chapter 344

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The Heavenly Supreme Has Died – Episode 344
In the forest. Before a dilapidated residence stood a delicate-featured young man. Dressed in ink-colored martial robes that reflected his convictions, the man before me held his hands behind his back with an expression brimming with anticipation.
“Mm-hmm.”
Whatever brought such joy, he hummed continuously without hiding his bouncing shoulders.
His legs moved in little hops, and he couldn’t help but shift his body this way and that.
Joy. He was displaying such feelings quite plainly.
He made no attempt to conceal it.
“Ah.”
When would he arrive?
I hoped he would come soon. I wanted to face him—my everything, my happiness.
The young man, Gwima, continued nodding his head with such thoughts.
Not long after that.
A faint whisper of movement.
“Hm?”
Something registered in Gwima’s perception. A human presence. Faint and subtle, yet unmistakably the aura of a person.
“….”
Gwima’s eyes turned cold upon sensing this. It was not the presence he had been waiting for.
‘Presumptuous.’
Killing intent bloomed in his eyes. Lackeys of that presumptuous orthodox sect.
This place had been prepared to meet his Heaven. They dared set foot here.
Gwima’s form vanished. His body shot forward like a released bowstring, and space itself warped.
He rushed toward where the presence emanated. Energy coiled around his hand.
Just as he was about to swing his hand to tear the opponent apart—
‘Hm?’
He hesitated.
Gwima halted his charging body.
Partly because the opponent remained still, but also because this was an unexpected figure.
“My, my?”
At Gwima’s words, the other flinched. Wariness and unease marked his gaze, and faint hostility was evident beneath his refined features.
“To meet such an esteemed person in this place?”
“…Gwima….”
The blue-eyed White-Haired Young Man facing Gwima.
It was Cheon Euijin. Confusion flickered in Gwima’s eyes upon seeing him.
“Why are you here?”
“…Bang Disciple sent me.”
“Heaven…. No, Bang Disciple?”
He immediately corrected the title. Gwima’s mind raced swiftly. Soon he reached a conclusion.
“He couldn’t possibly have told you…?”
“…He said if you told me you were on his side, I would understand.”
“Ha. You’re saying I called myself a traitor?”
“….”
At those words, Cheon Euijin’s eyes widened. His reaction was simple, much like before.
“…Is it truly you who are the agent of Bang Disciple?”
“If he said so, then yes.”
“How could Marin…!”
“We simply wanted the same things, that’s all.”
I shrugged as I spoke. His reactions were straightforward enough to read easily.
‘What could Heaven’s intention be….’
Inwardly, I pondered a different thought. Why would my Heaven send this person? Such a question arose.
Then Cheon Euijin drew a letter from his bosom.
“…This is a letter sent by Bang Disciple-”
Before he could finish speaking, Gwima snatched the letter from his hand.
“…!”
The speed was extraordinary. Cheon Euijin could not keep pace with Gwima’s movement.
‘Had that been an attack.’
He would have died on the spot. Just as Cheon Euijin witnessed this and bit his lip.
Rustle.
Gwima unfolded the letter and examined it.
The purpose of the brief words written there was laid bare.
[Activate the stake.]
[The sender is someone I cherish, so treat them well.]
Such were the words.
“….”
Gwima’s eyes narrowed. Along with the command to activate the stake.
‘Why that one?’
The seemingly worthless young man before him.
There was nothing about him save his neat appearance, yet Heaven’s affection for him grated on my nerves.
Jealousy stirred. My mood had soured.
“Hmm.”
I suppressed my feelings and turned away.
“Gwima?”
“Follow me.”
I moved without regard for Cheon Euijin. Whether he followed or not was of little consequence.
I returned directly to the Residence.
Upon returning to the dilapidated Residence, I examined the floor. Then Cheon Euijin followed and surveyed the surroundings.
‘What is this?’
He rubbed his arms. Goosebumps rose on his skin. Somehow it felt ominous, as if something were watching.
Though there was clearly nothing, this sensation—an eerie discomfort swept through Cheon Euijin’s body.
Meanwhile, I was too busy examining the floor. Just as he wondered what I was searching for so intently.
“Step back.”
Gwima spoke to Cheon Euijin, and upon hearing those words, Cheon Euijin flinched and stepped backward.
Gwima then searched the ground.
‘I know not what Heaven’s will might be.’
He drew forth an incomprehensible stone from his breast and struck it forcefully against the ground.
Thud—!
‘Whatever his will may be.’
I merely follow.
With that thought, he drove the stone into the ground.
쿠구구구구구궁—!!!
“Gasp!?”
The earth began to tremble violently.
Gwima felt it too, his eyes narrowing.
Kugugyeong—!!!
The tremor was violent. When one wondered if such savage shaking could exist.
콰아아아아—!!!
As if that were not the end, it continued erupting relentlessly.
“What…!”
What was this tremor? Cheon Euijin’s eyes widened. A sudden earthquake. Moreover, since it began after Gwima did something to the ground, he could infer that he had set something in motion.
“What exactly… have you done….”
Cheon Euijin questioned Gwima.
“Who knows.”
Gwima merely smiled faintly.
“It is for a new world, they say. But what it is, I cannot fathom.”
“What do you…!”
“I merely follow his will.”
콰아아아아—!!
“Ugh!”
It was not merely tremor. The acrid sensation felt since before seemed to amplify further. In that moment, something brushed past Cheon Euijin’s neck.
Startled, Cheon Euijin spun around. There was nothing.
He distinctly felt something touch his neck, yet what was it? As he pondered in confusion, Cheon Euijin realized this was not all.
“What is….”
There were many gazes. Though nothing surrounded him, it felt as though countless eyes were watching him.
He heard no sound, yet it seemed as though screams echoed endlessly.
“What in the world….”
What was happening? As he wondered.
Kugugugu…. Kugugyeong….
The tremor gradually began to subside.
“Huh….”
Gwima reacted as he felt it, and as the tremor lessened.
“Huff… Gasp.”
Cheon Euijin fell to his knees. The strange auras he had felt moments before had vanished entirely.
What had he just experienced? Those were repulsive presences he never wished to encounter again.
Bile rose in his throat. His roiling stomach felt unbearably heavy. As he barely managed to suppress the nausea and endure it.
“…Ahahahahaha…. Hahahaha!”
Gwima suddenly began laughing like a madman.
“Indeed… Indeed, you….”
Then he uttered incomprehensible words.
“Even these twisted things can be set right by you…. Ahahaha….”
At his appearance, goosebumps erupted across Cheon Euijin’s body. It was because he had seen Gwima’s eyes.
Eyes filled with madness. His slightly flushed face burned with fervor.
Terrifying. He had never felt such a thing from witnessing someone’s reaction.
Then Gwima suddenly rose to his feet.
And he began moving swiftly.
“Gwima…!”
Cheon Euijin hurried after him, watching his figure. Bangseong-yeon had been clear about this. If Gwima moved, he was to follow no matter what.
“Ugh…!”
Cheon Euijin gritted his teeth and pursued him. The pace was swift. He lost sight of him quickly, but still he followed. Since Gwima moved in a straight line, he had no choice but to advance by tracking the faint aura.
After running for some time.
“Gasp…. Haah….”
Breathing heavily, Cheon Euijin’s steps came to a halt. He could see Gwima’s location. He had run and run until stopping before a rock.
“Gwima…. What on earth….”
As Cheon Euijin panted before him.
“…!”
He had to widen his eyes upon seeing the figure Gwima held.
“Bang Disciple…!”
It was Bangseong-yeon. He lay unconscious in Gwima’s arms.
Startled at the sight, Cheon Euijin moved to approach.
Boom-!!
“…Ugh…!?”
A sudden burst of wind pressure made him cough blood.
“Do not come closer.”
It was Gwima’s voice. At the murderous tone, Cheon Euijin flinched.
“Wait. Just wait there for a moment. If you approach now, I may very well kill you.”
“….”
He had not even seen the fist being thrown. At Gwima’s warning, Cheon Euijin’s feet went rigid, but.
“…Release him.”
Forcing his frozen body to move, Cheon Euijin drew his sword.
“…Hm?”
At that reaction, Gwima looked at him with interest.
“Put him down.”
“Hahaha.”
Shhhhiiiii–!!
A tremendous killing intent erupted from Gwima’s body.
“Do you see this?”
The madness gleaming in his eyes grew fiercer.
“Who told you to release him?”
“….”
Light coiled around the blade. The Sword Demon’s technique, reaching its pinnacle and awakening, wrapped around Cheon Euijin’s sword.
“I said release him, Sword Demon.”
“You’ll really die doing that.”
Fear gripped me. If Gwima reacted even slightly, I would perish. The gap between us was that vast, and Cheon Euijin understood this all too well.
It was only natural, given that I couldn’t even perceive his movements.
But.
“Release him, I say.”
Cheon Euijin’s resolve remained unchanged.
Even if I died this very moment, this was something I had to do.
No matter how much Bangseong-yeon claimed Gwima was on his side, I could not leave him as he was.
Even if I perished, I had to take him away.
“…Hahaha….”
Gwima’s eyes widened at the sight.
He set Bangseong-yeon down briefly, then rose to his feet.
“I was willing to overlook it since you called it important.”
Thud.
Gwima took a step forward.
“You seem to covet something precious to me. Is that not so…?”
Cheon Euijin tensed, gripping his sword tightly. He was preparing to respond however he could.
“…Then I cannot simply let this go. I cannot be robbed again…. This is everything I barely found. I cannot allow it.”
Just as Gwima, seeming somewhat unhinged, staggered forward toward Cheon Euijin.
Thump.
“….”
Gwima turned around, sensing something in his heart.
It was Bangseong-yeon. Something emanated from his body.
“Wha…?”
Gwima’s expression changed. A strange light flickered in his once-maddened eyes.
Thump–!!
“…Heaven itself…?”
Bangseong-yeon’s body convulsed. Before Gwima could react to what he saw.
쿠우우우우우—!!!
“…!!”
An overwhelming force erupted from the convulsing body.
“…Gasp!?”
Seeing this, Cheon Euijin attempted to block the energy with his arm.
Thwack—!
“Ugh!?”
But Gwima was faster. He approached from behind Cheon Euijin and struck his neck.
Cheon Euijin collapsed instantly, losing consciousness.
Gwima, having rendered him unconscious, turned his gaze toward Bangseong-yeon.
“Ah…. Aah….”
Trembling hands, overwhelmed by emotion. Tears streamed down his face.
“Heaven…. Heavenly One…!!”
As a believer confronting a Deity, Gwima knelt, trembling violently.
The energy erupting from Bangseong-yeon’s body.
It was unmistakably….
“Indeed…. Indeed it was you….”
Gwima required no further doubt—pure, undeniable proof.
The Magi that the Celestial Demon, called Heaven itself and the entirety of the Demonic Sect, possessed.
It was that very essence.

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