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    Googoo googung!

    A strong vibration that shakes the heavens and earth.

    People trembled in front of a supernatural phenomenon that literally made the sky vibrate.

    It was a disaster.

    The entire sky was dyed a dark purple color.

    The light was gradually getting closer to the ground.

    It’s the end.

    It’s a disaster.

    There were people who cried and despaired like that.

    There were quite a few people holding hands with their families and praying earnestly.

    “An official letter has arrived from the Vatican. Let’s all pray faithfully and overcome the disaster…”

    “What use is prayer in these times? We’re all going to die anyway!”

    “The saint will have thoughts on everything. So, you must prove your faith and give strength to the saint-”

    “All those things are pointless lies! I know everything! I know everything!”

    The world, which had been fine just a few hours ago, suddenly became a mess.

    The world is destroyed.

    Because of that sense of crisis, confusion spread throughout the world.

    As if they had been waiting, the confusion was resolved thanks to the quick response of the governments of each country.

    The people of the Holy Kingdom all joined hands and contributed their divine power.

    The northern beastmen strengthened the guardian totems that took root in their land.

    The elves gathered around the newly sprouted World Tree and added their strength.

    The dwarves silently pounded the iron and wound the spring in their respective positions.

    There is one common command given to all of them.

    Through the lines of communication of the old Confederation, which had already been disbanded.

    It was a simple and clear instruction that came from beyond the sky, from a distant universe.

    “Don’t look up at the sky?”

    What does this mean, don’t look at the sky?

    A directive without reason or explanation that simply tells you not to look at the sky.

    It was an order that felt even a little urgent.

    At a time when leaders of each country were wondering how to spread this directive.

    The situation that the directive feared was immediately appearing in the sky.

    “······?!”

    The purple light breaks.

    An intense flash of light that spreads like an exploding star.

    What was spreading out from there was none other than a cloud resembling a huge Milky Way.

    One by one, people’s heads turned towards the sky.

    A person who once looked at the sky could never lower his head again.

    Forgetting that my eyes were bloodshot and hurt, I looked up at the sky without blinking.

    An intense power seeped through their eyes, causing some kind of chemical reaction.

    The overwhelming fear shattered everything that made humans human.

    It was like my brain was broken and secreted the wrong hormones.

    The result is a monster that has lost its mind, driven only by fear and the desire to survive.

    “Kaaak!”

    “People are going crazy!”

    “Calm down, everyone! please! It’s not the time to fight among ourselves… Argh! Argh!”

    This world was becoming hell.

    .

    .

    .

    A telegram was urgently sent down to the ground.

    It is also a communication network that has already been disconnected.

    The Union’s command authority over each country has been lost, so I don’t know if it will be implemented well…

    It was impossible to just sit still.

    “Well, is everything going well?”

    “Yes. You’re doing great. don’t worry. Because there is no problem.”

    Patting the nameless person on the shoulder.

    I couldn’t control my cold sweat.

    Mijeong also doesn’t have a bright expression.

    “······This.”

    A soul that is gradually pulled out of the body by the hand of an unknown person.

    To my eyes, which can see the soul, I see it.

    You can see beautifully waving clouds creeping out from the tentacles, as if the Milky Way had spread out.

    It’s huge and majestic.

    It would have been great if it had just been that way…

    “······Clean, that’s it. No?”

    “······.”

    The problem is that it is not only the soul that is pulled out.

    An enormous amount of power leaks out from the passage through which the soul was extracted.

    A power that gushes out in a form of intimidation, as if it would cover the world like a dark fog.

    The amount and concentration are completely different from the intimidating feeling I felt just before.

    A dark power that can be sensed with clear malice that seeks to harm people.

    Those vague things have already spread to this world.

    It is as clear as day what is happening on the ground.

    “Crazy…”

    However, the only thing that just hit the ground was a faint wave.

    After the 2nd and 3rd waves of acrid waves that are coming out in earnest, the earth will become a state that cannot be described as hell.

    Can you cut them all down?

    You can cut it.

    It is quite possible.

    But the problem is that by the time it’s all cut down, this world will have already been imbued with that power and everyone will have grown tired of it.

    By the time we go down to earth, there will not be a single being left on the continent that can be called human.

    ‘Damn it. If I had cut that thing blindly, it would have been the end, right?’

    It was only then that I realized the identity of the discomfort I had been feeling.

    Now, thanks to the careful control of Nameless, the soul is being extracted with little damage to the body.

    Nevertheless, the amount of power gushing out from this very small gap is that much.

    What if I cut down Draken’s core with a single sword…?

    The power must have exploded like a yolk bursting.

    Literally without a moment’s effort, this entire dimension would have been imbued with Draken’s power.

    Our dimension would have faced eternal extinction along with Draken.

    And then I confirmed that the [Strategy Successful] system window popped up.

    I would have returned to my original world, watching the end of this world that I destroyed with my own hands.

    It is a more terrible ending than death.

    Just thinking about it gives me goosebumps.

    “······Eujin. Now, kinda. Are you sure?”

    “Yes. I feel better now that I have confirmed that the path I chose was not wrong.”

    “······Then, don’t hesitate. Is there anything?”

    Mijeong looks up at me and asks with an expressionless expression.

    At that question, my dazed mind returns.

    It was not because of Drakken’s intimidation that I fell into a stupor.

    The lives of countless people depend on my one choice.

    The survival of a continent that has flourished for tens of thousands of years depends on it.

    It’s because the thoughts of the smiles of the people I love and who love me are on the line fill my head and weigh me down with pressure.

    Although it feels a bit new to say now.

    I carry the fate of this world on my back.

    The things that I had forced myself to think lightly in order to forget the burden are now weighing heavily on me again.

    My fight is no longer a fight for return.

    Even though they act selfish, saying it’s a fight for me.

    In the end, it’s a fight for everyone, including me.

    But it’s just as Mijeong said.

    What is solved by being weighed down by that burden?

    I was told to face a huge responsibility. Who told me to tremble?

    “······Eujin, no. But, I am. know. Eugene, a hero.”

    I am not a hero.

    I’ve always thought that way.

    A being who receives divine divination, is born with talent from birth, and walks the path he walks without a single doubt.

    Because I believed that was a hero.

    Because I am always afraid, confused, and hesitant.

    Not because I gained confidence, but because I cried and moved on to eating mustard.

    Therefore, I believed that he was far from a hero.

    “······My hero.”

    But was being a hero really that grandiose?

    Since when?

    Wood clatter!

    After making a decision, I feel my body gradually gaining strength.

    This is not the power of a small citizen that is only revealed when faced with a crisis.

    It is not even a wandering force, fearful and terrified.

    Heroes are created beings.

    Mijeong believes that I am a hero.

    If people think of me as a hero.

    Right now at this moment.

    At least for a short moment.

    You can become that hero.

    Coo coo coo coo!

    The dramatic light that covered the airship spread out in all directions, as if multiplying.

    What was supposed to only cover a radius of a few kilometers now spreads out in units of tens or hundreds of kilometers.

    Nevertheless, compared to the black smoke that threatens to cover this world, it is a mere drop of blood.

    The golden light that has swelled to a gigantic size is nothing more than a small star in this vast universe.

    ······But that’s enough.

    “Thank you, Jill.”

    A small shining gold star.

    This alone is enough.

    In this world where there is only darkness everywhere, this little star must be shining brightly enough.

    If you look up at the sky, you will be able to find this light without difficulty.

    I can feel all the eyes gathering.

    I feel many thoughts rising towards me from this world.

    All of those thoughts are converted into power through the dagger that Jill has driven into me.

    The light becomes even brighter.

    The extreme light spreads like an explosion.

    The speed has already surpassed the speed of sound and is beyond recognition.

    The more people focus their attention, the bigger the light becomes.

    The bigger the light, the more people’s attention is drawn to it.

    Through this synergy, the exponentially expanded light of the extreme finally colors the entire world.

    The thick fog that was coming was blocked by the light and could no longer approach.

    “Mister! I did it! They say they’ve compressed the soul! Can I open my eyes now? Yes?”

    “······.”

    In the meantime, the soul that had been pulled out endlessly by the hands of the unknown was suddenly compacted and compacted, and was compressed into a small bead.

    It fit perfectly into the compartment provided inside the wind-up machine, and the wind-up machine started to work.

    It’s all over.

    It’s over…

    “Uncle? Why is there no answer? Can I put my hands away? Yes?”

    “Good work…I did…”

    “Mister! Why are you like that!”

    Is it because the extreme light covers too large an area?

    Is it because I accepted so much essential information?

    I’m sleepy.

    I felt unbearable drowsiness, my eyes slowly closed, and all strength left my body.

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