The World’s Greatest is Dead - Chapter 466

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The Heavenly Supreme Has Died – Episode 466
Thud. The corpse, with only its lower half remaining, collapsed onto the ground.
I stared at the dead man.
“…Damn.”
I made a mistake.
I hadn’t intended to kill him, but seeing Mokhak’s corpse, I let out a sigh.
Sigh—
“If it’s come to this.”
Should I have spared that woman Doyang instead? Clang. I sheathed my sword and approached Mokhak’s body.
It would have been better to verify Doyang instead. In truth, I wasn’t even confirming whether she was alive.
‘It doesn’t matter now.’
I focused my eyes. A shimmering haze rose from Mokhak’s corpse. It was his spirit. His soul was escaping from his body.
“…”
I checked my heart. Should I use it? I wondered how long it had been since I set the loop, whether I should release it.
Snap—!
Before I could even recall that, I seized the spirit.
[끄아아아아아아아—!!!!]
A scream echoed. It was Mokhak’s spirit shrieking.
[What is this…? What is this—!!!]
“Normally, I wouldn’t interfere with the path upward.”
Since I’d already seen that only malice in the body prevents ascension, I didn’t want to grab it or anything.
“I told you. I have questions.”
[Ugh… Yes… Who exactly are you…? How can you even do this…!]
“Everyone has their secrets, don’t they? And right now, that’s not what matters.”
The reason I seized the spirit was simple.
“What were you all trying to do here?”
It’s better to interrogate a spirit than a living being.
“What’s your purpose?”
[Ugh… Huh…]
He refused to speak. Seeing that, I lifted the corners of my mouth.
I applied force to the hand holding him.
[Screeeee—!!!]
The creature shrieked even louder.
“Speak. If you don’t, I’ll burst it. Do you know what it means for a spirit to burst?”
It means losing the place the spirit should go and disappearing entirely.
“Failing to ascend and vanishing as is, losing even the chance to be reborn. When you’re already dead, is there any reason to hesitate?”
The moment I spoke those words.
Crack-crack-crack—!
“Heh.”
The aura of Patcheon Gung. It clung to the spirit and began interfering on its own. See?
“How audacious.”
I watched the Patcheon-gung’s aura and swung my hand. Crash—! The aura collided and fell to the ground.
It quivered with a translucent sheen. Seeing that, I stomped on it with my foot.
Crunch.
I felt the sensation. Not a physical touch, but a feeling reverberating through my soul.
As the Patcheon-gung’s aura was crushed, it seeped into my body.
Hummmmm.
‘…This is.’
The aura—the soul. Into my heart’s interior.
It permeated into my lower dantian and converted. The quantity was substantial.
Even if I gathered all the malice from the heretic thugs I’d captured and beaten earlier, it wouldn’t compare to this amount.
Considerable. So the Patcheon-gung’s aura reaches this level.
As I was marveling at this.
[Hak… Ugh… Grrgh….]
Mokhak. His soul was becoming strange. What is this?
“Hey.”
[I… hate it… I… hate it—!]
Whoosh.
“….”
The soul I held in my hand vanished of its own accord.
“What the—”
I repelled the Patcheon-gung’s aura, so why is he acting like that? Bewildered, my eyes narrowed.
“This isn’t good.”
My way to obtain information has disappeared. This is troublesome. Do I need to find another method? As I was thinking that.
[Did that idiot die?]
“…!”
I heard a voice. I turned around. A crimson-hued soul rippled. Could it be.
“…Doyang?”
[Aha. You recognize me? So our Young Master is interested in me too?]
“What? How?”
You’re persisting without even ascending to enlightenment?
[Ah, such a beautifully maintained body. I never thought I’d die like this.]
Doyang’s soul wavered as he gazed down at his own corpse.
[What a shame. If I’d known, I would’ve enjoyed it more—]
Snap—! I grasped that soul with my hand.
[Ugh!]
“….”
The voice made my mood plummet instantly. The nasality of it made my stomach churn.
[I love it when you grip hard! This sister loves anything a handsome man does for her.]
“Stop spouting such revolting nonsense. What are you?”
How is she holding on like this? Is she a Demon?
‘No.’
I felt no malice. Even the color of her soul was remarkably vivid.
A Demon’s soul is pitch black. It could never shine with such brightness. Usually, something this luminous means….
‘When a specific attachment remains intensely.’
He simply hadn’t become a Demon because his attachment wasn’t related to resentment.
That would be normal.
“What attachment keeps you clinging on like this?”
[Attachment? An attachment, you say-]
Doyang, who had been thinking for a moment, speaks as if something just occurred to him.
[Ah, that’s right. I really wanted to taxidermy our Young Master. Maybe that’s the attachment I’m left with?]
“Are you insane-”
What kind of nonsense is this? There’s no way an attachment like that could exist.
‘Should I just obliterate him.’
There seemed no point in continuing this conversation. Irritation welled up inside me. Since this one didn’t seem any different anyway, I should just eliminate him.
Just as I was thinking that and about to act.
[How about you use me instead?]
“…What?”
At Doyang’s words, I pause. Use him?
“What do you mean?”
[You need information, don’t you? But that bastard Mokhak wouldn’t open his mouth. I’m different though. What do you say?]
“…You’ll tell me?”
[Of course. I’ll tell you everything. In exchange, just let me stay by your side.]
“By my side?”
By my side?
[Let me stay beside that precious face. Then I’ll do anything.]
His voice is sickeningly sweet. Though I really dislike it-
‘I still feel no malice.’
At least, there was no malice. For ghosts, the difference in emotions is unmistakably clear.
Just to stay by my side? The emotion I felt when he said that was genuine.
‘…He seems completely unhinged.’
He was clearly an odd person, but I never expected him to be this bizarre.
Even so.
“Then I’ll ask first.”
There was no reason to refuse when he was offering to be used.
I decide to confirm something.
“What is Patcheon-gung doing here?”
[….]
Doyang falls silent. Just as I’m thinking he can’t speak about this part either, a sound erupts from his soul—Krrrrgh-!! Energy bursts forth just like before.
Crack! I seized and shattered it. Whoosh-! As the energy fills in, I examine Doyang.
[Hmm….]
Her spirit trembles in an oddly unsettling way. This is the same state as before, isn’t it?
This is bad. It means she’s disappearing again.
‘…Is her vital energy fading while the very essence of her spirit shakes?’
I suspect that when the Patcheon-gung’s aura showed movement, they attempted something.
Considering how they originally planted a stone monument and utilized the spirit itself, there was a connection to the Heretics, and if those Heretic bastards were involved.
‘They’d be more than capable of this.’
I rolled my eyes. If I leave things as they are, Doyang will disappear too. So what should I do?
‘I need to bind her somewhere else.’
If I bind her so she won’t shake, that should work. That was the method I conceived.
I immediately found something.
‘That one.’
Something catches my eye. I reached out my hand. My inner energy radiates and flows toward the object.
Whoosh-!!
Void seizing. My inner energy grasps the object and pulls it into my hand.
Click-! The moment the object wraps around my hand, I immediately seized Doyang’s spirit and shoved it inside.
[Ugh!?]
“Keep quiet, please.”
I ignore her and place her spirit within the object.
‘Time is running short.’
Her spirit is on the verge of disappearing. For now, I hastily pulled a talisman from my bosom.
Scratch-! I created a wound on my finger with the strong energy I generated in my hand. I scrawl characters across the talisman with my flowing blood.
I infused my spiritual energy into the blood characters being written. I wrap it around the object as is.
Uuuuung-!!! The object trembles faintly.
[Uh, uh, uh…?]
Doyang spoke as if fascinated.
[What? It doesn’t hurt?]
“….”
I examined the object containing Doyang. It was none other than the short sword she had used.
‘Just in time.’
To insert a spirit, it’s best to use an object that was closely used by the living spirit during their lifetime.
Fortunately, a short sword was lying nearby. Using it worked quite well as it seeped in smoothly.
[Oh oh…. Oh. Our Young Master really is a remarkable person, isn’t he?]
“Enough. Now answer me. What was Patcheon-gung trying to do here?”
[Patcheon-gung. Patcheon-gung, that- ah. I think I can speak now?]
Looking at her condition, it seems a restriction was indeed placed on her.
‘Now that I’ve removed Patcheon-gung’s aura, was there a restriction that would completely annihilate her spirit?’
This wasn’t really a restriction.
‘It’s a spirit control technique.’
A type of spirit control technique. It felt like one mixed with a curse.
This is advanced sorcery. No ordinary spiritual energy would dare attempt such a thing.
‘…This.’
Something feels familiar. Not from this life, but from my past existence—there was someone who used techniques like this back then.
‘The leader of the Heretics.’
There was one who called himself a Deity and operated under that guise. It’s hard to even call it a self-proclaimed title.
‘That man.’
If he’d been left alone, he might have actually become a Deity.
As I recalled this and furrowed my brow.
[Ah, about Patcheon-gung—]
Doyang speaks.
[They said they’re going to awaken a Deity in this place. They’ve been gathering sacrifices for it, apparently?]
“…What?”
Gathering sacrifices. They’re going to awaken a Deity?
My eyes widened at those words.
“So they gathered women?”
And not living women, but dead ones at that.
[I heard they need one hundred corpses—]
“….”
I turn my head. One hundred corpses. I think I understand something.
“What age—”
[Huh?]
“…What age range are the corpses they’re gathering?”
[Oh….]
Doyang’s voice carries surprise. He didn’t expect me to ask that.
If they’re gathering women to serve as sacrifices, they wouldn’t just gather any—they’d be seeking a specific age range.
That’s what I know.
[They said they can’t exceed twenty years old if possible.]
They can’t exceed twenty years old.
However, the word “if possible” means it’s not absolutely forbidden.
And on top of that.
“…Women with children wouldn’t work, would they?”
[How did you know?]
Damn it.
At Doyang’s words, my brow furrowed deeply. Certainty struck me. I wondered what they were trying to do, but looking at all the evidence, it seems unmistakable.
‘Those Patcheon-gung bastards.’
They said they’d awaken a Deity. Could they really be attempting that? Dread fills me. I hope my suspicions are wrong, but no matter how I look at it, that seems to be the case.
The circumstances point to it.
‘Under twenty years old. Only women. And they can’t have children—’
Because the soul of a woman bearing attachment to her children would create a fatal flaw.
That must be it. The Deity they’re trying to summon would despise anything related to that.
“These crazy bastards.”
The curse escaped my lips unbidden. Surely not—
“…They’re summoning a calamity?”
A calamity-class entity.
A supreme deity and the pinnacle of demon gods.
An existence known as the Four Evils.
“…Yewol.”
The goddess Yewol. It seemed they were trying to invoke her.
The problem was.
‘…I’m certain I erased her completely?’
I had torn all of the Four Evils to death in my past life.
Without leaving a single trace behind.

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