Chapter 622 (1/2)
Whoosh! The Martial King felt the increased power flowing out of him. “It’s definitely different.”
He had already been satisfied with his achievements and had not put much thought into exuviation and transcendence. He did not lack power and could achieve exuviation and transcendence whenever he wanted. Moreover, if the Martial King did exuviate or transcend, he would attract Allforone’s attention. Without any way to counter Allforone, he would be at a disadvantage, and as a result, the Martial King thought about putting off exuviation and transcendence until after he completed the Bright Tai Chi Pangu Sword. That was the extent of the Martial King’s thoughts on the matter. However, as he rushed towards transcendence, the Martial King seemed to understand why so many beings wanted to reach this rarified state. At the same time, the Martial King also understood why the idiots in the heavenly realm regretted the transcendence that they achieved.
Transcendence could only be achieved once. Something that had broken out of its shell could not break out a second time. One was better off transcending only when one’s spirit was complete. However, many of the higher beings who achieved transcendence were impatient to gain power, so they often rushed the process. The Martial King was the exact opposite of those transcendents.
Although he had delayed his exuviation and transcendence due to Allforone, the Martial King had already reached the limit of his spirit’s growth. His achievements had continued growing, allowing the Martial King to accumulate an amount that put most transcendent beings to shame. Since he released all of it for his exuviation and transcendence, it was easy to imagine how massively explosive his transformation was. As power roiled inside him, the Martial King slowly walked forward.
Thud. Thud. The earth shook at each step. The Martial King was confident that he could shake up the entire Tower. It was a force that the Martial King had never felt before. However… ‘If I make a misstep with this level of power, I might go straight to heaven.’
The Martial King frowned as he clucked his tongue. There was a joke among the One-horned tribe called “ascending as a feather”. It was based on a story about a feather that ascended to heaven due to its lightness and often applied to elders in the tribe who reached the heights of their powers only to quietly close their eyes and perish in the next moment.
The Martial King had found himself in that exact situation. Even the slightest error in controlling his rising power would make him instantly implode. The speed of his power leveling was that fast. Although he was trying to slow down his transcendence as much as possible, the Martial King did not find it easy. ‘I only have…’ The Martial King quickly calculated how long he could hold out. ‘About five minutes?’
It was less time than he expected, and the Martial King could taste the bitterness in his mouth. ‘I’ll have to kill everyone in here within that time frame.’ Although he was disappointed that he didn’t have much time left, the Martial King’s eyes shone as fiercely as ever as he stared at the beings trapped within his Illusory Barrier. He had more than enough time to achieve what he wanted to do.
Nocturne was not alone in the Illusory Barrier. The gods of Asgard were still there, and the Martial King thought that it was an opportune time to show off his tremendous powers to Yeon-woo and get rid of those who had put him through so much trouble recently.
『Damn it! Why is this thing not opening? Open! Open, damn it!』
『I’ve lost all connection to the heavenly world! I can’t even sense it!』
『Ah! Such a dumb situation! Why are we going through so much embarrassment in the lower world!』
The gods of Asgard could not return to the heavenly world, and they lost their composure as they looked for a way out of the Illusory Barrier. They could feel the aura of a being that was comparable to a supreme or conceptual god, which made them run around like headless chickens. They grew envious of Thor, who had already returned to the heavenly world.
『H-huh? Shit, he’s coming!』 When he saw the Martial King moving their way, a god of Asgard screamed.
All eyes turned in the same direction.
“You guys acted so tough and strong in front of me just a moment ago, right? Let me return the favor.”
Bang! The Martial King lightly punched into the air with a smooth movement. The results were destructive, and space itself collapsed from the punch, forming cracks that spread out quickly to the area where the gods were gathered. Boom! Boom! Boom! The Martial King did not just collapse space. He collapsed everything within that space. The atmosphere, the particles, the laws, the existences…everything collapsed. If ordinary gods were parts of an Idea, an emperor-level being could freely utilize those parts or break them.
『U-ugh!』
『Th-this doesn’t make sense!』
Half of Asgard’s gods were swept away in one shot. It was initially unclear whether the gods were thrown back into the heavenly world or their existences had been permanently destroyed. The gods who remained only knew one thing for sure: they would only face a dog’s death if they confronted the Martial King.
『Run!』
“Where are you running off to?” Boom! Boom! Boom! The Martial King used a knife-hand strike at the escaping gods. Those caught in the Martial King’s attack suffered humiliating deaths filled with screaming mixed with the sound of their bodies being torn apart. Then, their bodies exploded.
Some gods tried to counterattack, but none of them could harm the Martial King. None of them could contend with the Martial King even before exuviation, and now that they were trapped in the great holy territory that the Martial King had created, they were essentially fish in a barrel. In the end, as the gods exploded one after the other…
『Even if we die like this, we can come back to life. But for you…ugh!』 The last god, Heimdall, cursed at the Martial King, breathing heavily and covered in blood. The gods’ true body was still in the heavenly world, which meant they would survive, even if they had to suffer a penalty. However, Martial King would be completely consumed by Gaia’s Curse.
However, Heimdall couldn’t finish speaking since the Martial King’s hand suddenly grasped his throat. Heimdall struggled in the Martial King’s grasp, choking both from the tight grip and the Martial King’s aura and power Heimdall turned pale and his spirit trembled.
Heimdall was Asgard’s strongest god after Thor and the sleeping Odin, but the unfathomable difference in power between himself and the Martial King still overwhelmed him. Heimdall looked at the Martial King with a face engulfed in fear. The Martial King’s eyes gleamed coldly through his unruly hair.