Survival Story of a Sword King in a Fantasy World

Chapter 254

I Do What I Can Do (3)

Han-bin and his group managed to defeat the Ectos of Earth and the angels of the Devil.

Of the Three Continental Powers, Allendia was the only one that successfully protected their capital.

After moving to the western palace instead of the burnt palace, Sormel performed his duties as the Fairy King.

He moved the people of Armorica to temporary shelters and set up defense lines to prepare for the possible second siege.

Meanwhile, Han-bin and his group were also relieving their fatigue from the battle.

They made a clumsy meal out of what was left among the ashes, then ate them.

They didn’t have time to taste it. Even that was a luxury in the present situation.

After shaking off the ash from a bread, Han-bin roughly stuffed it into his mouth.

“Now what?”

Sighing, Leon Hart replied.

“We’ll have to stay here for a while.”

“Don’t we have to save others?”

“They might come in again. The people of Allendia can’t hold out on their own.”

It was absurd to try to save people who were dying while those they already saved were put at risk of death once more.

Effir grumbled as she looked at the ceiling.

“And I don’t know where to go.”

They had saved Armorica because it was the definite goal of the Devil, one of the most densely populated areas and the closest to the mainline of the Darkness Church.

Under the current circumstances, it wasn’t easy to decide their next destination.

Artis frowned.

“I need to know what’s going on…”

It was reported that the Allendia-Church Alliance had been defeated.

The Kaldris-Mado alliance suffered from a similar situation.

They were also told that the Four Prohibited Areas had been opened and that the Alien monsters had escaped from captivity.

Like Armorica, the capitals of the Kaldris and the Mado Kingdom were also attacked by angels.

That was all the information they got before the information network of the Three Continental Powers had completely collapsed.

Most of the important sites where the crystal ball for communication was installed were swept away by the beasts.

Even if it remained, there was no Mage in charge of it anymore.

Nobody relayed the war situation like before.

What happened to the other Templar Lords? What about Seira? What about Leslie?

What the hell was happening now all over Latna?

“We don’t know anything.”

Feeling somewhat pathetic, Ryu Han-bin lay down on a sofa.

At that moment, Kibie spoke up.

“There’s a way.”

She was absorbed in something at a table on one side of the room.

“We don’t have friendly information, but we have enemy information.”

Everyone’s gazes turned to the table, looking at the ‘cut-off leg of Ectos of Earth’ that was on it.

“I can’t even figure out what’s going on…”

Kibie nodded as she finished Shadow-Reading with it as the catalyst.

“I’ve figured out some of what’s happened so far.”

* * *

West Square of the Dimensional Palace.

Sitting on the throne, the incarnation of Omphalos watched dozens of light screens.

“It’s going well.”

The defeated Kaldris and Mado kingdoms could no longer function as nations.

Things were a little better for Allendia, but there wasn’t much difference.

A country that had lost its military and administrative power was no longer a country.

Nobles and knights from all over the Latnain kingdoms were fighting to encourage the people, but it didn’t bear much fruition.

It was too much to protect life in the face of the Four Prohibited Areas’ monsters’ offensive.

The hellish situation didn’t end with just the Three Continental Powers either.

There were many Dungeons in Latna besides the Four Prohibited Areas.

The monsters that were released were still racing across the continent, scattering in all directions. Every time they passed by Dungeons, even more of their kind escaped.

‘It’s reasonable.’

Looking at the screen, Genovia clicked her tongue.

The reason for not opening all the Dungeons at once was clear.

Compared to the Four Prohibited Areas, the level of the creatures in other places was relatively low.

If they waited, their usefulness would increase since they would be joining the powerful existences of the Four Prohibited Areas.

Even after being allowed to exist in this world, Omphalos didn’t wield his strength as a stage gun. He was trampling on Latna as efficiently as he could.

Omphalos seemed to have guessed her innermost thoughts.

“I don’t have infinite resources.”

He technically had limitations.

It was just that the limit was a little high.

“So, is there anything else you want to ask?”

Genovia tilted her head as she looked at the monitors.

“I didn’t know God would figure things out like this. Didn’t you look at the whole world with your eyes closed?”

The Goddesses of Latna were like that.

On the other hand, the method of Omphalos was different.

He was more like a Mage than an omnipotent god.

He smiled at her.

“Why should I close my eyes when they’re supposed to let me see?”

He could spread his vision as far as he could, organize his plans, and execute them properly.

“Of course, this way is more efficient. This is not my original world either, is it?”

“That’s what you did in your homeworld?”

“Not necessarily.”

Omphalos frowned.

“For me, there is no world I can call home.”

“What? What do you mean by that…?”

Genovia was puzzled.

‘You don’t have your own dimension? So all those dungeons in Latna didn’t come from the world of Omphalos?’

She didn’t hear the answer.

Just in time, the six apostles of the Devil came down in the western square after carrying out their mission.

They knelt in unison and lauded Omphalos.

“My Lord!”

“We’ve completed your order.”

Omphalos stood up from the throne.

“Good job, everyone.”

Though they had destroyed the Three Continental Powers, not all of Latna’s bonds were broken.

There was a party in this realm that combined the will of the people beyond the ability of states.

“The time has come to destroy the Goddess Church.”

* * *

Thanks to Kibie’s Shadow-Reading, their next target had been confirmed.

The six Goddess Churches and the areas where their headquarters was located.

However, Han-bin and his group couldn’t leave immediately.

“Which of the six denominations should we go to?”

At Effir’s question, Leon Hart seemed puzzled.

“Well…”

They grasped the approximate opponent’s strength against Ectos of Earth.

Ryu Han-bin alone could handle up to one or two of the six apostles.

If the other party joined forces, two of them could deal with at least one.

“As far as I know, there won’t be a huge power gap between them.”

However, even if they paired up, they could handle only three.

They couldn’t protect all of the six Churches. They had to give up the ones they could.

In other words, they needed to select which ones to save.

Kibie shook her head.

“We need to find another way.”

Chasing after them and saving them was only a quick fix.

Pointing to Ectos’s severed leg, she gritted her teeth.

“Let me dig deeper. This is the best course of action right now.”

At that moment…

“Then…”

Ryu Han-bin suddenly raised his hand.

“Is it too much to just do this?”

* * *

Genovia looked over the Dimensional Palace.

Numerous angels of the Devil were flying in.

They could cover the whole sky, but she could tell by her calculations.

‘That’s quite a decrease in numbers.’

It was close to 100,000 when they left, but only about 60,000 to 70,000 returned.

In addition, she could feel that the apostles’ energy had fallen considerably.

Most of them were much weaker than when they left the palace. Especially in the case of Ectos, it would have been better to say that he was moribund.

The apostles shouted, baring their heads.

“My Lord!”

“Give us grace. Let us go higher!”

Light shone from the Emerald Tower in the center of the Dimensional Palace. The splendor of the holy Omphalos enveloped the six.

Their energy had risen noticeably.

All the power that had been exhausted returned, refilling their gauges.

“Thank you, Lord!”

“We gladly accept your blessing!”

Genovia, who was watching from the side, realized something.

Why did they come back to the Dimensional Palace after sweeping Latna?

‘They don’t recover naturally.’

Once they used their strength, they had to refill the grace of Omphalos.

She could guess the reason.

Omphalos was allowed to exist in this world, but they weren’t allowed yet.

Even recovery wasn’t natural for the apostles of the Devil.

‘No, it’s not someone else’s story, now.’

She had already been turned into one of them.

She felt ominous, but Genovia struggled to shake it off.

Regretting the irreversible wouldn’t change anything. She had to move on.

Meanwhile, Omphalos was examining his apostles one after another.

Catillon of Light, Telbaran of Darkness, Megisto of Fire, Pecrelum of Water, Neacelli of Wind…

‘Huh?’

His eyes widened when he looked at Ectos of Earth.

“Something seems a little off about you.”

Ectos quivered.

Feeling something strange, Omphalos checked Ectos up.

“There’s nothing wrong with you, though. What is it?”

Ectos agonized.

After much thought and contemplation, he smiled casually.

“Nothing’s wrong.”

“Really?”

If he looked into the abyss, did the abyss also look into him?

New wisdom, ‘Lie,’ learned at the abyss of Earth, flowed out of Ectos’ mouth.

“Of course, my Lord, my God.”

Omphalos believed in him.

“I see.”

Lying was never possible for the creatures he had created.

This act of redefining non-truth abstracted relationships, resetting causal situations, and telling them what they wanted to hear by grasping the other person’s meaning had a high-dimensional concept that only Latnains created by Earth or Earth people could do.

Omphalos raised his hand and pointed to the sky.

“Go, my apostles.”

The six once again parted the sky of Latna.

Tens of thousands of angels followed suit in waves of light.

Looking at the six streams of light flowing over the sky, Genovia looked dazed.

“… I still have nothing to do?”

Genovia had sold her soul to the Devil and made all sorts of resolutions, but she didn’t expect the result would be like this.

Omphalos smirked.

“Will you learn how to make coffee?”

* * *

Effir, Artis, and Leon Hart left Armorica for a while. It was to carry out Ryu Han-bin’s plan.

Han-bin, Kibie, and Plater remained in their official residences.

With the severed apostle’s leg in front of him, Kibie continued to try Shadow-Reading.

It wasn’t just a local object of Latna.

It was an Alien object belonging to the Devil Omphalos.

It was unusual to look into the darkness of such a dangerous being. Throughout, she had a nosebleed, vomited blood, and was distraught by severe headaches.

If Plater hadn’t used spiritual arts steadily, things would’ve already gone south for them.

“Isn’t it too dangerous, incarnation?”

“I know, but there’s no other way.”

Three days later.

With tears of blood, Kibie smiled weakly.

“… I found it.”

Omphalos had no gaps. He had no loopholes or weaknesses.

He was not a perfect god, but he was superior to any other perfect mortal.

But the apostles of the Devil were different.

They were the beings hovering in the middle of mortal and immortal.

“They have a lacuna.”