Chapter 842 – Episode 842: The Opening of the World-14
Wow!!
The Night King crashed to the ground and his body rolled around. And the Maras that had fallen to the Red Union disappeared completely.
“Ah…”
“Waaaaa!!”
“I won!!!”
It was the victory of the underground, and the victory of the Red Union.
The soldiers instinctively realized this and shouted and hugged each other. Everyone laughed and cried with joy.
Many people died, but the fight was finally over. The underground must have defeated that powerful dragon.
A new era will finally begin!
Everyone instinctively realized it.
Jiha, who came down to the ground on Yegrina, walked forward amidst tens of thousands of people cheering.
When the basement came down, those who thought there would be next instructions quickly stopped shouting.
But Jiha silently approached the King of the Night alone.
The King of the Night, his body split in half, was looking up at the sky.
He was still breathing.
“Keuuuuu…”
It screams in pain, but high-speed playback does not activate. The spiritual attack that surpassed him, the underground strike that transformed him into a god, was destructive.
No, even if he wasn’t a god, wasn’t he beaten by Jiha all the time?
The King of the Night smiled bitterly and looked underground.
He smiles at the sight of a human being the size of his own fingernail.
“Brother, is it over now?”
“No, there is still a lot of work left to do.”
“What are we going to do next?”
The King of the Night asked as he was dying.
Even if you defeat Epic or the King of the Night, dimension collapse will occur.
How will the underground respond to the ever-looming dimensional collapse?
How can we save Warsland, which is collapsing due to excessive information?
Epic tried to rewrite the game, and the King of Night tried to preserve the world by killing the majority of lives.
Both believed that they were right, but Jiha both denied it.
I had never heard of how the underground would respond.
“Are you curious?”
“… Yes, of course. “I wonder how the brother who killed me will lead the world instead of me.”
The King of the Night gasped and laughed.
Even though he was dying, he looked relieved.
As he looked down into the basement, the King of the Night closed his mouth and then opened it.
“No, brothers would do well. You’ll do well.”
“Okay.”
The King of the Night was truly speaking.
Admitting his own defeat.
“Then… “It is my last gift to my brother.”
The King of the Night smiled and opened his mouth.
Panting breath, energy gathers in front of the mouth again.
Dragon Breath.
“Ah, Commander!”
“Avoid!!”
“Hurry!!”
Soldiers swarmed in, surrounded the basement and pulled it in. But Jiha shook his head.
I had to see it.
The King of the Night fired all his dragon breath into the sky.
Wooooo!
Heat rays, gathered to the point of dying, pierce the sky.
And… The sky was torn apart.
“… Huh?”
Blah blah blah.
Just like a crack in a wall, there is a crack in the sky.
Tuk. Tuk.
A black hole was visible through the crack.
It was a hole beyond the dimension that became very ominous the moment you saw it.
It was the feeling of anxiety I felt when looking down at the cliff of a thousand miles and the bottomless pit.
The soldiers froze as they looked at the sky shattered by the dragon’s breath.
What on earth does that mean?
“Kkekekekeke, did you think it was over just because you killed me? Everyone… “It’s too early to be at ease.”
As the King of the Night laughed sinisterly, the soldiers trembled with anxiety and fear.
This evil king of the night carried out a trick even as he was dying.
“If you want to survive somehow… “Cry and cry and pray to your god.”
As the King of the Night spoke, he stared at the basement.
It was a deep gaze.
I looked at the underground passage in silence.
Men whose paths diverged but who met at the last moment.
Even without words, the meaning is clear.
The King of the Night let out a long sigh.
“I’m going to die anyway, dying in front of so many people… “It’s not bad.”
The King of the Night, who muttered to himself in front of everyone, closed his eyes.
He didn’t move anymore.
Shooting out the dragon’s breath must have been a burning of his last strength.
I watched the basement quietly.
Death at the last hurdle.
“Choi, Commander!”
“Well, what should I do with that?”
Blah blah blah.
The traces left by the dragon’s breath continued to crack in the sky.
The sky is literally falling.
Jiha looked up and said nothing.
The King of the Night deliberately used his dragon breath at the end.
Both Epic and the King of Night knew that dimensional collapse was unstoppable.
However, the public and soldiers were completely unaware of this.
The dimensional collapse was going to happen anyway, and the King of the Night died after tricking people into thinking it was his own doing.
So that the underground can push forward with work more easily.
Even though both Epic and the King of the Night had crazy plans, it was a reasonable choice from their perspective.
Warsland is an unstable world anyway, so Epic Amarilla wants to throw everything over and start anew.
The King of the Night who says it is better to survive even 20% than to die 100%.
The decision underground was different.
“Please bury the bodies of those who died today. “It doesn’t matter whether it’s an enemy or an ally.”
“Oh, I understand.”
The soldiers responded loudly.
Their king stands firm and proud while the sky is falling. Of course, there will be countermeasures.
Grumbling!
“… What should we do now?”
Suddenly, a spark appeared, and a voice was heard.
It was Amarilla, an expressionless beauty with bright red hair.
“Grandma came to nag me again.”
“Shin, if there is anything I can help her with, she will help. It’s okay to say that I will follow my wife’s plan even now.”
Amarilla has another name for the underground.
Until now, he had been called a human child, but he was elevated to a being higher than himself, a god.
“It’s a shame to deviate from the grandmother’s taste for showing off children.”
Even though Jiha spoke harshly, Amarilla’s expression did not flinch.
I don’t know if they didn’t understand or if they were just ignoring it.
“I can’t read it even with my psychic powers. “You, too, are quite capable.”
As Jiha laughed, Amarilla said emotionlessly.
“Hurry up and decide.”
“Yeah… Of course, I should use this.”
She took out her underground regalia.
Hundreds of thousands of people looking underground groaned as the now completed treasure, Regalia, began to shine with brilliant light.
Even if she didn’t know it, she knew that she was a great treasure, that she was overflowing with divine power.
No, the underground hand was actually emitting light.
It’s probably thanks to being in the hands of a qualified person.
“With this… Expand Warsland.”
“It’s impossible. Regalia is a sacred object that is infinitely close to omnipotence…”
“Hey, now you’re nagging God? Huh? Are you calling me a god? “You don’t believe what God says?”
Amarilla frowned as Jiha gently fired back.
“You have a face that has a lot to say. If you are a god, do you want me to nag you to keep your body like a god? Or, when you see me in front of you, your inferiority complex suddenly explodes like an active volcano?”
“It’s a useless waste of time.”
“Don’t waste your time talking nonsense. Just ask honestly. I want to know what he’s going to do, I’m dying of curiosity. Then I’ll tell you.”
When Jiha became sarcastic, Amarilla responded immediately.
“I want to know. God.”
“It’s possible. “This is said with supernatural power.”
Jiha, who became a god, was able to intuitively judge what was possible and impossible through his magical powers.
“I guess I vaguely heard that it was an expansion, but no. The world is closely connected to other worlds. From now on, I will make Warsland interact with other worlds in a two-way way.”
Jiha straightened his posture and raised his voice.
So that everyone can hear, not just Amarilla.
“Until now, Warsland… It was the destination of another world. To put it simply, it was a trash can. And now the trash can is full to capacity and is on the verge of bursting.”
“Ah…”
“That…”
The soldiers groaned.
Jiha looked at Amarilla and said.
“Some said that all these trash cans should be overturned, while others said that we should at least force them to be emptied. But not me. As long as I rule over Warsland, I have no intention of letting it remain a trash can. So… They are selling a passageway that connects them to another world. If there is not enough capacity, tell them to go there.”
“Then…”
“Yes, Warsland is not a terminal station but a circular point. “If this is over capacity, you have to get it from somewhere else.”
Amarilla hesitated and spoke.
“Then it would be a very big surprise. There are problems in other worlds too…”
“Why do you keep throwing trash at other people’s houses in the first place?”
Everyone nodded at the words from the basement.
“I can’t live in the house because of the smell. Now is the time to stop it. From the beginning… “The reason other people kept dumping trash in this house was because there was no proper landlord.”
This is because there was no god ruling this Warsland.
Until the underground is reborn as a god.
The regalia in his hand shines even more.
Following the will of the underground, it was wriggling to change the fundamental laws of the world.
“And now I am the owner of this house. “I will clean up and make sure other people don’t mess around.”
“…”
Amarilla stared quietly.
Jiha asked with a grin.
“It’s not like you haven’t thought about this too. Why didn’t you do it?”
“Yeah…”
“First, you didn’t have the ability to handle the regalia that far. No, it’s a qualification rather than an ability. Because no one in Warsland had the ability to handle Regalia on their own in the first place.”
So, under Iroha’s leadership, the three Legends and Epic came together to create the current era.
Jiha spoke softly.
“Second, you didn’t have the confidence to protect Warsland after opening it up like that, right?”
“…”
“Warsland has been a closed world until now. In the eyes of beings from other worlds, it was no different from an abandoned house. A place where people live but are suspicious, sometimes throwing away trash and forgetting about it. “You are the one who kept it that way.”
Amarilla’s face caught her off guard.
“In the name of the summoning war to prevent the King of the Night from returning, we have isolated ourselves from the country, only partially accepting the existence of other worlds and preventing anyone from escaping or entering.”
“… “You are right.”
Amarilla spoke in a deep voice.
I stared at the basement.
The reason Amarilla made this choice… There are many things, but the sense of entitlement is great.
Amarilla was powerless to fight against those who came from another world and the gods.
How will we protect Warsland if someone like the King of the Night invades again?
“But it’s over now. I will open the world.”
“…”
“What if other guys attack? If you think that’s the case, I’ll attack you. “What?”
Jiha turned her body while saying that.
Yegrina, who read his intentions, bowed her back.
Jiha suddenly stopped and turned around.
“No, we are attacking.”
“…”
Those meaningful words, Amarilla blinked blankly.
Jiha asked while lightly jumping on Yegrina’s back.
“But will you continue to be like this in the future?”
“No, the true spirit and the incarnate body can come and go freely.”
“I asked even though I knew.”
As Jiha said that, he looked at the Red Union.
Everyone was looking at him. I saw familiar faces among the soldiers, and even his women.
Jiha calmly declared.
“Warsland is now open. I can’t tell even with my magical powers what will happen after that, but this is the solution I chose. And…”
Jiha said with a smile.
“I believe that if you follow along well, there will be no problems in the future.”
“Commander!”
“Hurrah!!”
Hearing shouts, shouts, and passionate cries, the underground turned around. Then Yegrina read his meaning and flapped her wings to fly up.
God flies into the sky on a divine dragon.
Yegrina asked softly.
“Are you anxious, dear?”
“A little bit.”
Jiha spoke honestly.
It’s been a war in Warsland so far, but we don’t know what will happen in the future.
Yegrina laughed out loud.
“Don’t worry. “I will protect you and what you have achieved forever!”
“Still, I have a lot to worry about…”
Jiha secretly laughed.
Even jokingly.
“But it’s better because everyone will talk like you.”
As it ascended toward the sky, the underground raised its regalia.
A bright golden energy flowed from the regalia, embellishing the sky.
Everyone saw the sight of endless stars falling from the sky and the twinkling light falling like snow.
It wasn’t just the Red Union army.
I saw humans living at the end of the earth, giants hiding among the mountains, and Mermen living deep in the sea.
The golden, sacred energy that embroiders the sky.
God’s feat.
The cracked sky was completely shattered.
It wasn’t a collapse.
It was a new birth.
With the birth of the main god who rules the world, the world of Warsland was also reborn.
The name of the main god was Shinjiha.
He started out as a slave, rose to the position of king, and finally became a god.
It was a name that life in other worlds would soon know.
