The Great Sword is not the Main Body!

The head, which no longer had anything to support it, rolled on the floor. But it was only for a moment. A divine power, the origin of which was unknown, regenerated the Nameless One’s burst body.

The Nameless One, having recovered instantaneously yet again, thought while watching Noah reaching out with his fist once more.

The situation was clear.

The current divine Noah had gained the power to touch him. The reason was Jong-eon. And the enhanced flesh to accept that power. Those things must have merged to lead to this.

But it didn’t matter.

Now, this place was the Divine Realm. The Divine Realm was equivalent to oneself.

In a world that moved according to my will, what couldn’t I do?

Moreover, he hadn’t even used his full strength. He was merely controlling his power to ensure he remained in a human-like state, which meant it wasn’t his full strength at all.

And in the Divine Realm, he couldn’t die.

The very concept of death did not apply.

His power was also infinite. Time, space, he could manipulate them at will.

Yes. He was, in the Divine Realm, omnipotent.

The corners of his mouth lifted again. His eyes narrowed.

The anger that had surged calmed down, replaced with thoughts of how to bring despair to Noah and destroy him.

Torture would not make him fall apart.

He needed to do something with Rubia’s body.

So, what to do? No, it was better to think about the method gradually.

After all, there is still plenty of time.

He finished his thoughts.

He spread his folded wings. Divine power gathered thickly in the Divine Realm. The shattered halo rose again. There, trapped were celestial beings, demons, elves, dwarves, beastmen, humans, and magic beasts. The hatred and despair of all kinds of races clung to the Nameless One’s body.

A halo that seemed like it would burn one’s eyes just by looking at it. In the center stood the Nameless One, holding a spear.

A spear imbued with the power of perfection.

It reached toward Noah.

There was no process. Only the aftermath left behind as it pierced through Noah’s body.

Thus.

Thud.

His vision went dark for a moment.

What was that? Before he could even think of the reason.

Shwa—!

The Nameless One’s body flew several meters before crashing into the ground.

He rose his body that had slammed into the floor. He regenerated the lost head. Staring with wide eyes in the direction he was facing, he saw Noah, tilting his head while repeatedly clenching and unclenching his fists.

Unconsciously, the Nameless One raised his hand to touch his head, lowering his gaze. The hole through his chest was regenerating. He saw the spear clutched in his hand. The spear crushed and ultimately broken at the tip.

His head shattered, and a hole was pierced in his chest. Moreover, had he just broken a spear made with his divine power, perfected mythology?

Certainly, he hadn’t expected the spear to break. But the problem was—

He still didn’t know how that process occurred.

Did he break it with his hand? His foot? The Great Sword? Or something else? He couldn’t tell. Even trying to recall it didn’t help. It was completely unpredictable.

He hadn’t even felt the hint of it.

Why, why, why, why, why—

Why should I, the one who achieved perfect mythology, feel these damn emotions?

Crunch— He bit down on his teeth. Fractured teeth slipped out and fell to the ground. The broken teeth regrew in an instant. The shattered spear did the same.

However, he didn’t grab the spear. He suspended it in the air.

At the same time, Kukung—! The Divine Realm shook in response to the Nameless One’s will.

The spear split apart. Hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands.

Countless spears colored the white space in gilded hues and turned toward Noah.

He once enjoyed the feeling of slicing flesh and smashing bones with his hand, but now, he had no choice. The Nameless One, licking his lips, reached out toward Noah.

At that moment, Noah, having caught his breath and gripping the Great Sword, looked at the Nameless One.

The expression on her face was incredibly serene. An emotionless face, void of rage, hatred, or a thirst for revenge.

That expression only intensified the Nameless One’s boiling emotions.

Just as the spears that filled the space began to split again, new spears reminiscent of the sunset sky were birthed under the Divine Realm.

The white divine power reflecting from them became clouds and shadows. The unreflected light that fell between them became the light cast upon the ground.

It looked as though a new sky had opened up.

At last, the Nameless One’s hand closed around the spear.

Billions of spears, the sky surged toward Noah.

Faced head-on with it, Noah thought.

A way to counter it.

Not finding what he could do in what he couldn’t do.

But finding something better in what he could do.

And he found it.

Closing his eyes, he loosened his grip on the Great Sword.

He straightened his waist and lightly extended his foot.

Then, to the Nameless One.

Hoping to reach the friend he had already lost, he spoke.

Her wish.

“Break the Heaven.”

The Great Sword that had been slack soared into the sky.

Stretching toward the heavens like the hellish flames of fear.

At the same time.

―――!!

With a tremendous sound that shook heaven and earth, along with vibrations.

The spears that filled the Divine Realm shattered into pieces.

“Haah…”

He let out a breath he had been holding.

And turned his head to gaze at the Nameless One, who wore a blank expression.

He could rush over right now and shatter its body, head, arms, legs, wings, eyes, teeth, everything, pull them out, tear them asunder.

As much as he wanted to do that.

He didn’t.

Yet that didn’t mean he wasn’t angry.

The rage, the resentment, the hatred, and the disgust that had accumulated up to this point, that now even he could hardly control had gone mad, trying to dominate his mind, his head.

But, more than that.

The desire to fulfill the wishes of his departed friends was even greater.

Thus he held back.

After all, there was still much to do and confirm.

Meanwhile, the Nameless One, standing still and gazing at him, made a decision.

I will break his mind.

I had planned to leave him intact, to use as a toy, to take to Paradise, yet he crossed the line.

So, then, I will break him. As painfully and desperately as possible.

While leaving behind Rubia’s consciousness, with her hand, I will rip apart the arms of divine Noah, tear off his legs, skin him alive. After tearing his veins and choking his neck, I will corrupt him.

Then, if Rubia’s screams and divine Noah’s screams echoed, and they both fell into despair, whispering love in Rubia’s voice into their ears—

I would gouge out their eyes, rip out their organs, and twist their necks.

By doing that, divine Noah wouldn’t die. And if he did happen to die, I could just revive him with my divine power.

The true power of this divine power, which originated from Lilith in the beginning, is not healing but reversing time.

Imagining that scene made him chuckle.

His head cooled down.

The trembling of his hands and feet stopped.

His rough breaths calmed, and his vision cleared.

There had been no need to rush from the start.

There was no need to be angry or irritated.

Such erratic emotions… Yes.

It must have been because of that cheeky spirit girl’s magic, mixing in human emotions that caused this.

He raised his hand to caress his neck. Following that touch, vocal cords formed. Vocal cords just like Rubia’s.

He opened his lips and spoke.

“It’s not too late even now, Noah. If you give up now and take my hand, I’ll let go of everything that’s happened as a joke. Well, yes. If you want, I’ll ensure Rubia, whom you loved, can stay with you forever.”

Letting it go as a joke? Bringing Rubia back to life?

That would never happen. Even if I resurrected Rubia, I would stuff her inside divine Noah’s guts to ensure they would be together in his belly.

I would definitely break that arrogant girl’s mind.

Besides, I knew divine Noah wouldn’t take my hand. But I still spoke. If he did grab it, it would only become more entertaining.

“You can’t kill me, for I have achieved mythology. Moreover, this is the Divine Realm. I, who stepped into the Divine Realm, am omnipotent and immortal. So, hurry—”

But those words couldn’t be continued.

“…Can’t die?”

Crash.

Because the Great Sword’s hilt shattered the Nameless One’s jaw. Following that, Noah shot his fist toward the Nameless One’s head.

This time, he couldn’t reach it.

Ten pairs of wings halted Noah’s fist.

Snap— The ten pairs of wings, which had wrapped around Noah’s fist, held him in place, while the regenerated jaw spoke.

“Yes. I can’t die.”

A sweetly formed smile. The killing intent hidden behind it.

The Divine Realm twisted its body and squeezed out divine power. The divine power compressed to the limit entwined with the halo. The halo screamed. The powers and unique abilities of all beings that ever existed on the surface coalesced into form.

“As long as this Divine Realm exists, you cannot kill me.”

Distinct from what Jong-eon dealt with.

The true power of the unique abilities originating from the Nameless One manifested.

“Absolutely.”

Watching that, Noah gripped the Great Sword.

He let out a quiet chuckle.

“…Oh really?”

The Nameless One felt an unidentifiable chill from that smile, but brushed it off without concern.

“Yes. So, slowly enjoy it. An unending despair.”

At the same instant.

Whoosh— The voice that should’ve come from the left came from the right.

Divine Noah didn’t move.

Then, did my neck turn?

The Nameless One, who correctly guessed the answer, jerked his head back to where it originally was. But then, snap— he turned back again.

This time, backward. His neck twisted 180 degrees, drooping like a wilted flower.

“How fortunate…”

I was worried it would die easily.

The soft voice murmured to him.

And it was now coming from above.

All the Nameless One could see was the pure white ground. Even that was soon lost from view.

The smashed head and burst eyes could see nothing at all.

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