Ch.109Ep.109: Betting Everything

“Namgung Ihyun. I’m counting on you to take care of Arsia.”

[Leave it to me.]

At Radios’s command, Namgung Ihyun sprang out from his shadow.

Arsia had merely fainted from using her foresight for an extended period; her life wasn’t in danger.

Knowing this, Radios was able to respond with a relatively calm expression.

“So the one I thought was dead… has returned with strange powers.”

“What? Are you scared now? Does it feel like death is approaching?”

Radios responded to Azathoth’s provocation with a snort.

Having reached this point, he could understand what kind of being Azathoth was.

And after absorbing Yog-Sothoth, he must be regaining his power from his prime.

Setting Chaos aside, this was the perfect time to deal with Azathoth.

“But you’re too late. With both Kraud and Poseidon gone, it’s laughable that you think you can do anything.”

“So they’re… really gone.”

He had vaguely suspected it from the moment he arrived after locating Arsia.

If Kraud and Poseidon weren’t visible, they must have met their deaths.

They were noble beings, unlike those cowards who would abandon their comrades to save themselves.

‘Rest in peace.’

Everyone had sacrificed themselves for his return.

Radios could deduce this just from the fact that Arsia had kept her foresight active until now.

She had seen this future from the beginning, knowing Radios would arrive.

And she must have realized that Poseidon and Kraud’s demise would be necessary for this future to come true.

Moreover, if she had revealed this future and caused even the slightest change, Radios might never have returned.

She must have endured alone, knowing the tragic future that awaited.

“You have no allies left. Do you really think someone who just awakened to the Ascended Order can face me and Chaos?”

“Sorry, but Chaos isn’t my responsibility.”

“What?”

BOOM!

Just as Azathoth raised his eyebrow, a massive lightning bolt struck down toward Chaos.

Veichel, having given her all, was gritting her teeth and attacking him.

“Kuk, hahahahaha! How long do you think that tiny woman can hold out? How utterly foolish.”

“Hold out? I don’t think that’s the case.”

“…What did you say?”

“Rather, I think Chaos is in bigger trouble.”

As Radios curled up the corners of his mouth, Azathoth’s lips twitched.

No one understood the difference between the Ascended Order and Divine Order better than Radios Magnum.

He had even lost an arm to the Ascended Order of Nothingness.

And yet, he was suggesting that Chaos could lose?

“I can’t believe such nonsens—”

“ARGHHHHHH!!”

“Chaos?”

Before Azathoth could finish his sentence with a smirk.

Chaos’s agonized roar reached his ears.

As things unfolded differently than expected, cold sweat began to form on Azathoth’s temples.

‘Chaos is screaming? Someone stronger than me right now?’

Doubt penetrates the brain faster than trust.

After hearing Radios’s words and Chaos’s screams, Azathoth began to wonder if maybe…

“What’s wrong? Things not going according to plan?”

“Radios Magnum!”

“Well, fine. Whatever you say, I won’t be shaken anymore.”

With a hum, Radios gathered his energy and a twilight sword appeared in his hand.

But the twilight sword he created was no longer the same as before.

It was a crystallization of souls—the combined Divine Orders of 100 past lives who sacrificed themselves for him, including Larga.

Radios had given this sword a name.

“Excalibur.”

“..!”

“I’m going all out, Azathoth!”

CRASH!

With Radios charging into the air toward Azathoth.

“Come at me if you dare!!”

The final battle to determine the fate of the world had begun.

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“Veichel Breate..! Do you know what you’re doing?!”

“I do. Even if I die, I want to screw over bastards like you before I go.”

“It’s power you can’t digest! Even if you take it all…!”

“I’ll convert it with my life force and use it as a medium for sorcery. Any way I look at it, this is the best way to screw you over!”

As Veichel swung Gungnir, Chaos jumped back in surprise.

He was uncharacteristically flustered right now.

The reason was that Veichel could still use her spirit-eating skill.

To be precise, it was a skill that could absorb others’ energy, the shell of spirit-eating.

The problem was the sorcery she was currently performing.

Last Dance.

This forbidden art, one of the worst from the goblin tribe that she learned from Chief Kraud.

It drew explosive power by using all of Veichel’s internal organs and energy as collateral.

As a result, the ability of her spirit-eating shell had increased exponentially.

It had grown to the point where she could take the original owner Chaos’s energy moment by moment.

Even if he crushed her head in a hurry.

Even if he cut off her limbs and bisected her body, she would regenerate in less than a second.

It was like facing a monster that could regenerate infinitely.

Normally, human willpower couldn’t withstand this.

Yet Veichel faced death countless times and returned from it just as many.

All to tear apart Chaos, the being who had stabbed her in the back.

“I’ve given everything I have!!!”

“D-damn it!”

A monster charging forward recklessly without any concern for her own safety.

For the first time in his life, Chaos felt fear toward a being weaker than himself.

Even now, he could have annihilated her with the Ascended Order of Nothingness.

But he couldn’t stop Veichel’s repeated, endless regeneration and charges.

“D-don’t you feel any fear?! The terror of having your existence scattered by the Ascended Order of Nothingness and then regenerating again and again!”

“Fear? Of course I feel it.”

Veichel responded to Chaos’s wail with an expression that seemed to ask why he would even ask such a thing.

Of course she felt fear.

But people in life push down that fear and move forward.

No matter how much fear clouds their vision, they don’t give up and keep going until the end.

That’s what humans call…

“Courage!!”

“Kuk!”

SLASH!

Veichel finally reached Chaos and swung Gungnir.

He quickly pulled back, but couldn’t completely avoid the attack.

“How dare this damn woman!”

Finally, Chaos could no longer hold back and began to reveal his true power.

The only reason he had been in human form was for ease of movement.

Originally, he was a concentration of the concept of chaos, where nothing exists.

[I will erase you.]

“Erase my ass.”

[Erase. Erase. Erase. Erase..!]

“I guess I was harboring someone crazier than I thought? But… not bad!”

If asked whether it was painful, she would answer that it was agonizingly painful.

If asked why she didn’t stop despite the pain, she would answer:

To create a better world, she didn’t care if her body was destroyed.

“HAAAAAAA!!”

Veichel, gripping Gungnir tightly, charged toward the formless Chaos.

This battle would truly be her last.

She felt no fear. She had already prepared herself for death.

If there was any lingering attachment…

‘Radios…’

The thought that in the world he would create, there would be no one named Veichel.

That held her back, but…

“I won’t miss!”

It was merely an attachment.

And so Veichel charged at Chaos.

Their battle continued.

Meanwhile, Radios and Azathoth…

BOOM! BOOM! BOOOOM!

“HAH!”

“Hmm!”

In a sky where lightning struck as if the world was ending, they clashed their swords at incredible speed.

One was a sword to save all, and one was a sword to execute all.

CLANG!

As the twilight sword and the nameless sword collided, the battle between Azathoth and Radios intensified.

But Azathoth’s thoughts were different.

‘This guy… he’s not someone who just awakened to the Ascended Order. He’s already on our level!’

The martial prowess Radios displayed showed that he had already completed the conceptual establishment that comes with awakening to the Ascended Order.

It was the realm of a mature Ascended Order.

‘And that’s not all. That damn sword emanates over 100 Divine Orders!’

He should have been collapsed, so where did he awaken such monstrous power?

Azathoth truly couldn’t understand.

“Radios Magnum! Let me make a propos—”

“Shut up.”

“Are you insane?! Shouldn’t you at least listen before attacking?!”

“Why should I listen to such obvious talk? You’re going to suggest we destroy and recreate the world together, aren’t you?”

Azathoth narrowed his eyes as if struck.

Radios, seeing his expression, gritted his teeth and declared:

“I’ll say it again. By killing you, I will break this cursed cycle.”

“You will never—”

“I will achieve the dream that Larga D’Wheil couldn’t!”

“What… did you just say?”

Azathoth was taken aback when Larga’s name came from Radios’s lips.

Surely he was… Radios’s soul that existed long before this world was born…

‘Could it be…!’

From his words, Azathoth could understand.

While unconscious, Radios had met his past lives.