The Great Sacrifice (2)
|And who really cares? I've been with you, you bastard, from the very beginning… do you think I'd abandon you now?|
A calm smile ford on Arthur's face.
He said in a low voice filled with genuine gratitude:
"Thank you, Kain."
At that mont, a ssage appeared in the air:
{The fifth strongest incarnation in the Seoul Do is:
The Empress of Black Flas — Han Sooyoung}
Arthur stared at the words for a few seconds, then smiled quietly.
"The Empress of Black Flas…
what a truly beautiful title."
He let out a short, faint laugh, one that carried no joy—only farewell.
Then he raised the hand bearing the bracelet and placed it against the transparent do.
The surface of the do distorted beneath his touch, like still water struck by a stone.
A small crack ford… then opened into a narrow passage.
Arthur did not hesitate.
He dashed forward at incredible speed and pierced through the do in a single instant.
Dust and sand filled the surroundings.
Smoke, debris, and the echo of violent impacts reverberated through the air.
Arthur heard Yoo Joonghyuk and Nirvana Moebius clashing fiercely…
then he heard Nirvana's scream—a cry filled with the ecstasy of victory.
Arthur stepped forward, his sword in hand.
At that mont, Yoo Joonghyuk had fallen under the effect of Nirvana Moebius's skill.
His movents slowed, the light in his eyes dimd…
and life began to slip away from him.
Nirvana spoke in a trembling voice filled with euphoria:
"Finally… we will beco one—"
But his words were cut off.
A furious, powerful voice thundered across the battlefield:
"Nirvana Moebius… you bastard!"
A vein throbbed on Nirvana's forehead as he turned toward the source of the voice.
Arthur stepped forward and said:
"I ca today… to take your head."
At that very mont, a new ssage appeared:
{The fourth strongest incarnation in the Seoul Do is:
The Supre King — Yoo Joonghyuk}
Nirvana's eyes widened in shock.
"What? How?
Yoo Joonghyuk… only fourth?!"
Arthur smiled calmly, a smile carrying terrifying certainty,
and launched forward at unbelievable speed.
He leapt onto Yoo Joonghyuk's shoulder as he stood lost in his ntal turmoil, raised his foot high—
then brought it down with full force onto Nirvana Moebius's head.
The ground cracked beneath the impact.
The entire area trembled violently.
Arthur looked at Nirvana's hands blocking the kick and smiled:
"You little savage, do you know—"
Arthur cut him off coldly:
"Shut up, you degenerate, and spare your disgusting talk."
{Constellation: Prisoner of the Golden Headband looks at you with excitent and cheers loudly}
Arthur increased the pressure on Nirvana's hands, then leapt back into the air.
ssages resounded in the sky:
{The third strongest incarnation in the Seoul Do is:
The Leader of Salvation — Nirvana Moebius}
{Only two remain, people… are you ready?}
The dokkaebi shouted excitedly as he stared at the screen.
At that mont, Yoo Joonghyuk's previously still body trembled.
He suddenly moved with terrifying speed
and punched Nirvana's face with overwhelming force.
Nirvana was sent flying, his body shaking violently from the blow.
He shouted in anger:
"How did you escape my skill?!"
The next announcent followed:
{The second strongest incarnation in the Seoul Do is:
The King of No Killing — Kim Dokja}
"Ohh, Dokja… you finally arrived."
Kim Dokja replied calmly:
"Yes."
Arthur and Kim Dokja moved at the sa ti, at the sa speed.
Arthur's speed was terrifying; his sword sliced through the dust with every motion.
The two charged toward the shaken Nirvana.
Kim Dokja swung Yoo Joonghyuk's sword with force.
Nirvana dodged at the last mont, believing he had escaped—
But in the next instant, he felt an overwhelming danger.
He raised his head.
Arthur was right in front of him.
Arthur smiled calmly, raised his sword, then brought it down onto Nirvana's chest.
Nirvana tried to escape, kicking the ground and retreating…
he avoided the strike, but not completely.
A muffled cry of pain escaped him.
Arthur bent down and picked sothing up from the ground.
It was… Nirvana's right hand.
Nirvana spoke with a mixture of ecstasy and rage:
"You humans…
are nothing but forced incarnations.
I am here to save you, and this is how you treat ?"
Then he looked at Kim Dokja and smiled maliciously:
"I truly enjoyed torturing that woman…
all that information… all those thoughts."
Yoo Joonghyuk's body, possessed by Kim Dokja, trembled violently.
Arthur tightened his grip on his sword until his knuckles turned white.
Nirvana turned toward Arthur.
"As for you…"
He raised his left hand, scratched his head as if trying to rember sothing trivial…
then struck his forehead, smiling.
"Ah, I rember.
You're Arthur, right?
You have a little brother… Yi Moon? Or sothing like that?
Doesn't matter."
He paused briefly, then said with a malicious grin:
"That little boy… is dead."
Arthur lifted his gaze to the sky and smiled with a strange calm.
"So… little Yi is dead."
"Yes. What will you do now?"
Arthur lowered his head and looked at Nirvana.
"Don't worry, little Yi…
your brother won't leave you wandering alone in the sky."
Then he continued in a cold voice:
"I'll send you… a little dog to play with."
With those words, a dark aura began to coil around Arthur's body.
His steps were calm… steady… terrifying.
He approached Nirvana.
Two steps… or less.
He pulled his right hand back.
Then swung it forward slowly… unbearably slowly.
Nirvana's body trembled.
For the first ti in his life…
he felt danger.
He felt death.
That slow punch, like the crawl of a turtle, threatened his very existence.
If the wheel of life turned with Nirvana,
then Arthur…
was its opposite.
The King of Death.
The Dark Reaper.
Even as Nirvana retreated backward,
Arthur swung his hand calmly.
In that mont…
an overwhelming, unimaginable force engulfed Nirvana Moebius completely.
Nirvana tried to defend against the crushing force that swept over him, but it was useless.
Before the destructive energy faded, a figure stepped forward, weaving his presence into that imnse force, as if he were part of the storm itself.
Arthur lifted his leg and kicked Nirvana Moebius with imnse force between the legs.
Nirvana's body twisted in agony, then soared into the air from the impact.
He slamd into the do above before falling back down…
But soone was there, waiting for him.
Arthur stood firmly, ready to receive him.
Before Nirvana could hit the ground or Arthur, the latter raised his hand and violently pierced through Nirvana's thigh.
He grabbed Nirvana's legs, placed his foot on his waist, and pressed down hard on his body, dragging him through the air.
With a resounding scream, Arthur raised his hand and hurled sothing long into the sky…
it was Nirvana's left leg.
Pain pierced Nirvana's heart, a sensation he had never known… pain and fear intertwining within him.
Arthur smiled calmly, leaned close to Nirvana's face, brought his mouth near his ear, and whispered in a deadly voice:
"This is death… and I am the King of Death, here to harvest your worthless soul."
Nirvana raised his remaining hand, gathering all his power and energy—this was his final attack…
Before the strike could reach Arthur, the latter shouted:
"Dokja, now!"
Nirvana smiled as if he had understood everything… and instead of striking Arthur, he pushed him away and brought his hand down onto Yoo Joonghyuk's head.
"You've fallen into my trap!"
He smiled in victory, then the light of life vanished from his eyes.
Arthur let out a quiet sigh, watching Nirvana's heavily injured body, leaning against a rock with one hand while the rest of his body lay on the ground.
Monts later, Nirvana Moebius's body began to dissolve into the air, as if it had never existed, leaving behind a dark emptiness.
Arthur looked at Yoo Joonghyuk.
"Is it over, Dokja?"
Kim Dokja answered:
"Yes… now we can—"
But Arthur did not let him finish.
He smiled faintly and raised his right hand forward.
"Out of all the ways…"
Arthur's hand moved with force, with unshakable resolve.
Kim Dokja shouted, trying to stop him:
"Arthur, stop! We can find another way… please!"
But the hand ca down onto his chest with trendous force, piercing through his heart.
Blood burst from his mouth and chest in a dark scene, as if life itself were being torn away.
Arthur whispered in a low, cold voice, yet filled with absolute certainty:
"It's nothing but a story…"
And as the words ended, the light vanished from his eyes, and life left his body.
Fierce winds howled, his shining silver hair fluttering in the air, while his body remained still—like a statue of death itself.
Arthur had truly died.
And in the depths of darkness, where no weak living beings could exist,
it beca clear to all:
"Only the dead are kings of everything…"
{you have died.}
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