The World’s Greatest is Dead - Chapter 412

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The Heavenly Supreme Has Died – Episode 412
Blue.
A blue that resembled the sky, yet lighter than the deep sea.
A color too dark to be called azure.
Gazing upon it felt refreshing. It seemed right to say it matched Wol-an’s hue perfectly. Yes, that was the color.
That very color.
‘…What is that?’
It enveloped the entire body of the Eunwol Sword. Observing it, the aura seemed distinctly strange. Not to mention the blue light clinging to his hair.
‘His eyes are shining?’
Wol-an was radiating far more intensely than usual.
The form of sword energy coiling around the blade’s surface was subtle as well.
Normally it would wrap around the entire front, but this.
‘Like.’
A whirlwind? The energy was rotating and wrapping around the sword.
Subtle. Something felt off about the whole thing. This was.
‘…Isn’t it similar to Wol Cheon?’
It resembled the aura I had created within my own body.
“How is it? Surprised?”
The Eunwol Sword speaks with a smile.
“Truth be told, I didn’t want to use it if possible. One shouldn’t carelessly employ an incomplete technique.”
The Eunwol Sword glances around. With those words, murmurs ripple through the crowd.
-What is that?
-I don’t know what martial art that is. Is it a technique from the Cheonwol Sect?
-…I’ve never even heard of something like that.
Not only the disciples, but the elders observing from the upper seats show expressions of shock.
“…Moonju. What is the meaning of this?”
One of the elders questions Wol Seon-geom.
“I have never seen such a thing. How could the Eunwol Sword possibly…?”
“I taught him.”
“Pardon…?”
Wol Seon-geom answers the elder’s question calmly. His gaze suggested there was nothing more to ask.
“I created it.”
Tap. Wol Seon-geom nods slightly.
“My disciple learned it.”
“Y-you created it?”
“That?”
“Indeed.”
Amid the chaos of shock, Wol Seon-geom remains composed. His expression made it clear he saw nothing wrong with it.
“No, you created a martial art? What do you mean by that?”
“What is strange about it?”
Wol Seon-geom’s gaze turns toward the Elder.
“What the Sword Saint accomplished, I have merely done the same.”
“….”
He spoke as though it were nothing. All who understood the weight of those words fell silent.
What the Sword Saint could do, he had done as well. His casual demeanor suggested there was nothing amiss—which meant.
He was claiming to be no different from the Sword Saint himself.
I read the pride burning in his eyes. Confidence would be the right word for it.
‘…Created by Wol Seon-geom.’
I focus on the form of the Eunwol Sword. What effect does it possess? I cannot discern it.
Then.
-Will you merely continue to watch?
“…!”
A voice reached my ears. This voice was—
‘The Celestial Demon—?’
It was the Celestial Demon’s voice. Where did he suddenly emerge from? I am not even carrying the Divine Sword.
-Do you truly believe such a trivial blade can contain me?
His voice dripped with contempt.
This madman. Why is the one sealed within the Divine Sword now transferring into my body?
Just as I was about to lose my composure—
-Focus. He comes.
“-!”
At the Celestial Demon’s warning, I raised my blade.
The radiance of the Eunwol Sword pierces directly before my eyes.
파지지지지직—!!!!
I unleashed Wol Cheon. Time halts in an instant. The air and sound flowing around me slow to a crawl.
My senses activate. My inner energy surges through the meridians that form the muscles of my body.
Boom—crack———!!!
Our blades collide. It is utterly different from before.
Screech—screech——!!
My feet slide backward. The Eunwol Sword’s blade is impossibly heavy.
Moreover—
‘…Barely.’
I barely managed to block it. Without Wol Cheon, I could not have stopped that speed.
“As expected—!”
Eunwol Sword laughs at my display.
“Now this is it!”
He seems pleased. Watching him, I bite my lip.
‘This crazy man.’
I knew he was not normal, but he is truly a strange human. And yet—
-Not bad.
Why does this Celestial Demon keep appearing?
-A man truly suited to the Cheonwol Sect has emerged.
The Celestial Demon evaluates the Eunwol Sword.
-A walking corpse.
“….”
It was the same evaluation Yoo Cheon-gil had once given when observing Cheonhye-in. At such words, I grit my teeth sharply.
Whirr. I seize my blade and rapidly close the distance.
Half a step faster. I add more speed.
“Ho!”
Seeing me rush forward, the Eunwol Sword lets out a short laugh. Witnessing that, I tensed my body.
Whoooooosh—!!
“…!!”
Moonlight. My body radiates brilliance. In an instant, the Eunwol Sword’s vision is obscured.
Just like that.
‘The first.’
I begin Wolrang. A pure white crescent born from Wol Cheon slashes toward the Eunwol Sword.
His eyes are still closed. If this continues, it will connect. Thinking so, I increase my speed, but.
Screech—!
“…What?”
In that moment, the Eunwol Sword raises his blade. He positions the flat of his sword at an angle and receives Wolrang.
Twang—!!
Crash—!!!
The trajectory of Wolrang’s crescent shifts. It crashes downward.
Crackle—!!! The ground crumbles as white sword energy erupts across the floor.
‘How?’
I understand the method of deflection, but how did he see it? My eyes roll. Unlike my mind, my body was already moving.
Screech.
Our blades move while locked together.
Bang—! The Eunwol Sword knocks my blade away. The distance opens slightly. Then his eyes snap open.
Blue light swirls around him. The Eunwol Sword now charges toward me.
Three lines form in Wol-an.
This is.
‘…Three.’
Three sword paths pierce forward. I believed two of them were feints. But.
‘What?’
The density of each line is identical. They are impossibly straight and precise.
‘This is absurd.’
Which one is it? There’s no time to judge. The blades are already flying at me.
Then.
-All three are real.
The Celestial Demon whispered.
‘All three are real?’
At those words, my hand moved before I could think.
Crack—!! Clang—!!
I moved my hand as if to deflect every line of attack. I struck the descending blade first. Normally the impact would have sent my hand flying, preventing a second defense, but.
‘…Something—’
That line bothered me. I swung my sword at the second line preemptively.
Boom—!!
“…What?”
Something burst against my sword swung through empty air.
It was inner force. Inner force had been coalesced in the empty space. Seeing this, I immediately swung at another line.
Bang—!! It burst again. At the erupting energy, the Eunwol Sword widened his eyes in surprise.
“You noticed that?”
There’s something here. What is it? I didn’t answer his words. Attack came first.
‘Don’t stop.’
Don’t think and move your body.
Otherwise you’ll be too late.
I recalled the insights that had been steadily accumulating.
Whoooosh—!!
The light of Gwangwol Seom-gyeong blazed forth.
‘Again.’
I cast Geomro.
I hadn’t prepared Daewol. I needed to observe the Eunwol Sword’s state.
I executed a frontal assault. Blade clashed against blade with frenzy.
Clang—! Screech.
The sword forces shattered and regenerated repeatedly. Since the edges never met, no sparks flew.
While moving, I watched the Eunwol Sword’s footwork.
‘Left. Half step. Then right to left again.’
I continued predicting his movements while analyzing his patterns.
My muscles burned. It felt like fire was erupting from my gripping palms.
‘Increase the speed further.’
Still, I didn’t stop. The Eunwol Sword’s speed was faster.
Screeeee—!!!
The Cheongwol Heart Method activated frantically. It responded as if commanding my body not to collapse, not to reduce speed.
‘My head aches.’
My mind couldn’t keep pace with the speed. By now, I had already entered the realm of pure bodily sensation.
Wol Cheon made this possible. Because it was a force that compelled entry into the state of no-self, I could rely entirely on bodily instinct.
Crash-crash-crash—!!!
A barrage.
As if refusing to retreat even once, we both began a relentless exchange of blows.
“…What the—!”
“Both of them. Neither is giving an inch…?”
Not a single step backward.
The distance never widened.
It was a matter of pride.
“Hahaha—!”
The Eunwol Sword’s smile deepened with evident delight.
“Excellent. Just as it should be—!”
‘Crazy man.’
What was he finding so amusing? I couldn’t comprehend the Eunwol Sword laughing in this dire moment.
And.
‘What about me?’
I realized I was laughing too.
Fragments burst continuously, tearing my cheeks. Blood was already dripping.
Heat surged through me. Warmth spread across my entire body. Not from emotion. This was the fighting spirit that erupted from my heart.
‘How strange.’
I’d never been fond of such savage sensations.
Yet something felt exhilarating.
‘That damned old man.’
What exactly did he do to me?
-You’ve stepped into it.
The Celestial Demon spoke.
-You’re entering the domain.
Domain?
-Beyond the point of swinging your blade recklessly, immerse your body in what you feel.
-Whatever it may be, it’s better than merely observing the flow.
-Even if your body tears from being swept up, take it in.
-That’s what suits ‘us’ better.
The way he casually said “us” was infuriating. Who gave him the right?
The Celestial Demon kept trying to create a sense of kinship between us. Nonsense.
‘I’m nothing like your greedy self.’
That man who appeared leading the Demonic Cult, claiming he’d seize the heavens.
I had no interest in such things. I’d only ever wanted an ordinary life as a common person.
-Common person?
At my thought, laughter tinged the Celestial Demon’s voice.
-An impossible wish.
-What dwells within you can never confine you to the corners.
-Rather, it will push you into the tempest and seek to make you greater.
-You already know this.
-You must accept it.
The Celestial Demon’s voice drips down upon my crown.
-You cannot escape absolute destiny.
A revolting thing to say.
Clang-!!
I deflected the Eunwol Sword’s blade.
‘Just a little longer.’
Wol Cheon’s casting time limit had long since passed.
‘Just a tiny bit more.’
Already my muscles screamed in agony. Yet the Eunwol Sword did not stop.
Is there no limit? No, there is.
‘Sweat.’
Beads of perspiration streamed down the Eunwol Sword’s cheek.
-Do not worry so much.
-If you cannot escape destiny.
Even then, the Celestial Demon’s voice reaches my ears.
-Then simply devour it.
A word that carries hunger. Devour what, exactly?
I clenched my teeth and ignored it.
‘Focus.’
I wait for the moment. Blade striking blade, drums and janggu playing, waiting and waiting still.
Had I prepared nothing for this duel? That was not so.
‘I did what I could.’
Now that I knew the Eunwol Sword was strong, I had to respond with every countermeasure available to me.
The martial art he employed was unexpected, but it matters not.
Even so.
‘It changes nothing.’
Exactly once.
I could use it only one time.
I waited for it throughout the entire duel.
Creak.
‘It comes.’
From the Eunwol Sword’s movement, I recognize that the moment has arrived.
‘His foot.’
I move my blade to the left. At that instant, the Eunwol Sword’s foot lifts slightly off the ground.
A mere instant.
Yet it is enough. I had anticipated it and can respond.
I target his exposed center of gravity.
Boom-!
The sword energy erupts and the Eunwol Sword is driven back. This time it was no feint.
“Huh?”
Eunwol Sword didn’t comprehend what was happening to him.
‘Again.’
I took a step forward. I cast Wolrang.
‘This time.’
It connects. I’ll seize the opening.
With that judgment, I swung my blade, but.
Crack—!
“…!!”
“Hm?”
The moment I moved my sword, Wol Cheon was dispelled.
‘Damn…!’
My energy was completely exhausted? Curse it…!
My body rapidly slowed. At this rate, I’d lose.
I gritted my teeth and poured strength into my thighs.
Then.
-That won’t do.
The Celestial Demon spoke.
-There’s still something you must accomplish.
With those words.
Whoooooosh—!!!
“…Kugh!?”
Power surged through my body.
The depleted energy refilled, and Wol Cheon was cast once more.
But then.
Shhhhhhh—!!!
As my blade pierced forward, eyes suddenly burst from Eunwol Sword’s shadow.
As if reacting to something.
‘What?’
Why did those appear again? Before I could wonder.
-It’s here.
The Celestial Demon spoke, gazing at the eyes.
Squelch—!
‘Huh?’
A translucent hand burst from my body and pierced the eyes straight through.
Slash—!!
My blade carved directly through Eunwol Sword’s chest.
“Gasp….”
Blood erupted from Eunwol Sword.

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