< Chapter 118 - The Horizon of the Sword #4 (Revised) >
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Dominoes are falling.
So finally you realize.
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Kwagagagagagagagagaga-!
The clash of pure white and pitch black shook the entire Red Gate.
The surrounding area was devastated by the clash of transcendent powers, and the Red Gate’s magical barrier, unable to withstand it, shattered like glass.
The clash between Yuder and Jeilgeom was truly a battle of wits.
Even Cordelia had difficulty following it with her eyes.
But Cordelia could feel it.
Lucas, who was breathing heavily in Cordelia’s arms, could also tell.
The first sword is strong.
Among the greatest swordsmen so far, none has been stronger than the one before your eyes.
He was the strongest swordsman.
But Uder doesn’t give up.
The current Yuder will never be defeated.
“Lucas.”
“Yes, Miss Cordelia.”
The two people looked at each other.
Even in the midst of a dizzying jumble of memories, they saw themselves in the present.
I couldn’t define it exactly yet.
But one thing was clear.
It wasn’t a regression.
They weren’t even from a parallel world.
The one who triggered it was Yuder.
What Uther realized during the test he took to enter the Tomb of Solari.
The change that occurred as Yuder truly faced himself as he stood on the path leading to the horizon.
‘I already knew it. It’s just a little different.’
What the Fire Fairy Queen said.
The strange stories that Solari told.
‘This isn’t your first time here. But this is the first time something like this has happened. I’m glad I can pass it on to you, even if it’s the first and last time.’
‘The past always flies towards the future. No one can be free from the lofty flow of time.’
Lucas pulled the trigger after Yuder.
The dominoes began to fall as Lucas, who had been with Uther, who had reached the Black Man, confronted him.
‘It’s not a dream anymore.’
Even before Yuder pulled the trigger, he had already had several dreams.
And now I knew.
It was a memory, not a dream.
These were all real events.
The reason why I was able to see it even in a dream.
The reason why Solari said this was the first and last time.
“thank you.”
For always protecting Yuder until the end. For being with Yuder.
Lucas smiled bitterly at Cordelia’s words.
“Then please let me up. If Uther finds out that I’m in Cordelia’s arms, he might try to kill me.”
“Yeah. I guess there will be some left over after that.”
One by one, I began to understand.
Cordelia helped Lucas up and helped him lean against the broken pieces of the Red Gate.
A loud noise followed.
The clash between Yuder and the First Sword was so great that it could be considered a clash between gods. Every time their swords crossed, the heavens and the earth howled as if a natural disaster had occurred.
My heart was pounding.
Cordelia could tell just like Lucas.
The strongest sword in front of you was the strongest sword of all time.
But still, I didn’t feel like getting involved in a fight.
No, I knew I shouldn’t interfere.
“Yuder will win.”
Lucas said.
Until now, Yuder has never lost to Jeilgeom.
Because I’ve always been trying to take down the Mind Duke.
“Yes, I believe you.”
Cordelia swallowed dry saliva and steeled her resolve.
I watched Uther’s fight.
Sword and sword mixed together.
In a dizzyingly fast flow, they intersect, scatter, and then come together again to explode.
It wasn’t just a massive explosion of energy.
Mysterious swordsmanship was exchanged between them.
It was a crossover that would have been impossible without a deep understanding of swordsmanship.
“Ahh, ahhh.”
They led each other to higher places.
Yuder and Jeilgeom looked at the horizon. They ran towards the horizon.
At first it was a similar speed.
They moved towards the horizon in a similar manner.
But at some point differences began to arise.
The blackest one saw the horizon.
It felt like I could reach out and touch it.
But I could never reach it.
The horizon still seemed so distant.
“are you okay.”
I already knew.
That’s why I became a mine.
I chose immortality to keep moving towards that horizon.
But it was strange.
The road became narrower and narrower.
As memories of the past came back to me one by one, the light on the horizon faded away.
Why, why, for what reason.
If it were me, I would have gone towards the horizon anytime, anywhere!
bang!
The first sword of the first sword was greatly deflected by Yuder’s attack. He was pushed back without being able to fight on equal terms.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Uder unleashed a barrage of attacks.
The first sword failed to hold out this time either.
The first sword shook violently.
“Haaah··· Hah······.”
The first blacksmith looked straight ahead, breathing heavily.
The horizon was in sight.
But the path to the horizon was no longer visible.
The path to the horizon was cut off.
Why, why, for what reason!
Memories came flooding back.
Memories of the Mind Duke.
Those who have closed their own path to the horizon.
The first swordsman’s face was distorted.
I found myself crying without realizing it.
“Did you rely on poison or something like that?”
Mine Duke.
A mine that specializes in using poison rather than swords.
It wasn’t just once.
All the Dukes in my memory were like that.
The real reason I felt anxious.
The reason why my body trembled whenever memories came to mind.
It was only now.
Even after becoming a mine, he still used the name of Jeilgeom.
He declared himself the First Swordsman instead of the Duke.
Unlike Yuder and Lucas, Jeilgeom’s own memories did not help him on his journey to the horizon. Rather, they were a hindrance.
“Eww!”
The first sword roared and swung its sword.
Memories were cut.
I shook it all off and became my whole self.
Forcing open an already closed road.
Even if it’s just a thin thread, we keep moving forward!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The swords of Yuder and Jeilgeom crossed.
The first sword saw the horizon through the sword of Uther.
I felt a place I couldn’t reach.
“Ahhh.”
I want to touch.
I want to reach it too.
On that horizon.
To that distant sword horizon!
bang!
The sword breaks.
Get pushed out.
But Jeilgeom did not give up. He threw away his broken sword and pulled out his last spare sword.
Only the desire for horizons filled his heart.
Uder continued to advance, facing such a first sword.
Unlike Cordelia, Uther could tell.
Lucas, Scarlett, and Kaisa were different.
Only Uder could realize everything on his own.
Because it was always Yuder himself who stood until the end.
The young god Atalia-
Because only Uther himself knew, even partially, what choices Atalia, the world goddess of the Pleiades, had made and what she had done.
It’s not a regression.
It’s not a parallel world.
All things that actually happened.
Memories of the past.
“Uder.”
Cordelia, who became a mine and lost her life by her own hands.
Cordelia, who fought against destruction until the very end.
There was no contradiction.
There was one theory—no, one truth—that explained everything clearly.
Dominoes are falling.
Starting with Juder himself, Lucas, Cordelia, Scarlett and Caesar – just a few people I could remember.
And there were beings who felt uneasy even before the trigger was pulled.
“Eww!”
The first sword howled like a beast.
Uder unleashed the Sword of Wind towards the first sword.
The wind and lightning strike shook the first sword without mercy.
And Uther finally arrived.
I have reached the end of a road I have already walked once.
Horizon of the Sword.
Having reached this point, I could see that there was still a long way to go.
I realized that just reaching the horizon wasn’t the end.
But for this moment, it was enough.
Black.
Something that only those who have reached the horizon of the sword can contain.
The sword of the first sword shook violently.
I couldn’t properly receive Uther’s sword.
Power wasn’t the issue.
This is because a fundamental difference in rank arose in swordsmanship.
The first sword’s power went wild. He released all his power as a mine and rushed at Yuder with the determination to die at any moment.
I wanted to feel a little more of the horizon that Yuder had reached.
I wanted to reach that horizon even a little bit.
please.
please.
please.
please!
The first sword fell to the ground.
I sat down on the thin, thread-like road again and looked out at the dazzlingly beautiful horizon.
“Ah, that one.”
That is the horizon of the sword.
I want to touch it so much,
I definitely want to reach,
But never reachable-
“Far···far···far···.”
The pitch-black sword energy cut through the chest of the first swordsman.
The first sword collapsed in place, gushing crimson blood.
He who struggled to reach the horizon was no longer a mine.
The light disappeared from the eyes of the First Sword, which were filled with endless longing and deep sorrow. Instead of his fallen body disintegrating into ashes, it cooled down.
Uther let out a long breath.
I could tell the moment I reached the sword and struck down the first sword.
My heart was pounding.
The eighth gate of the Nine Heavens Gate revealed itself.
The nine gates of heaven and earth, the eight gates of the seventh heaven and earth.
An unprecedented realm that no human among the Pleiades has ever reached.
Uther reached out.
The eighth gate was opened.
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The dominoes fell.
The trigger was pulled.
That’s why a situation different from before has occurred.
“No, it must be an inevitable necessity.”
The young god Atalia raised her head and said:
It was expected. There were too many attempts.
If they were transcendent beings, they couldn’t help but feel a sense of discomfort.
“I see, that’s what happened.”
Asmodeus, the lord of lust, laughed.
The Witch of the Western Forest no longer had to hide.
The moment she saw Asmodeus’ smile, she knew that he had reached the truth.
“It’s not a regression.”
Regression is impossible.
Even if you were a world god, turning back time for the entire universe would be impossible.
“It’s not a parallel world.”
There is no such thing.
Even if it exists, it really is something that happens in a parallel world.
It can’t be our world.
“So this is what you chose?”
The destruction of Pleiades due to the Great Summoning.
The real catastrophe that followed.
Uther always fought with all his might.
Sometimes he cuts down his lover Cordelia, and sometimes he resists to the end with Cordelia-
But the conclusion that was ultimately reached was always the destruction of the Pleiades.
There was no future in the Pleiades, which had become the battleground between heaven and hell.
“We have to start over.”
Atalia spoke long ago.
“You can’t turn back time.”
But it is possible to start again.
Connect time to time.
No, it’s not even about dealing with time.
Just go with the flow of time.
Now present – The destroyed Pleiades are reconnected to the Pleiades that existed before their destruction.
“No one can do anything about the mighty flow of time.”
But the past did not disappear.
So, it replicates the past.
The copied past is connected to the present and started again.
To put it simply, it was as follows.
It starts from year 0.
Let us assume this time is year 0 of the world calendar.
After 30 years, the Pleiades were destroyed.
It started in year 0, so it is now year 30 of the world calendar.
To start over, we copy the records from year 0 and paste them at the end of year 30 of the world calendar.
The story progresses once again from the year 31 of the world calendar.
What if it still fails?
At the end of the 60th year of the World Calendar, the records of the 31st year of the World Calendar are pasted.
Time flows into the future.
Without going against the flow of time, we begin our struggle to save the Pleiades once again.
“Great, excellent. In a place where there is no return, you can achieve almost the same result through a roundabout route. Furthermore, it only affects the Pleiades, Heaven, and Hell, not the entire universe, so it is more realistic than trying to do something about the entire universe. However, it is an extremely imperfect method.”
Asmodeus’s point was correct.
The method Atalia chose could certainly provide new opportunities, but no one in the world that started that way remembered the past.
Even Atalia herself, the world god.
“Of course, there could have been some clues left behind. There may have been some who had some memories left, just like we felt a sense of discomfort. Furthermore, the dice tend to come up with different numbers every time you roll them.”
But it was a reckless gamble.
And indeed, Attila suffered defeat after defeat.
Each time a different situation unfolded, but in the end the promised doom always came.
Each time the records were re-added and started over, the Pleiades lost their power over the world.
The accumulated power of the world was now running out.
That’s why Atalia chose a method she had never tried before.
That choice meant I had to lose a few more chances to try, but I didn’t hesitate, even though it left me with only one last chance.
And now.
“But Atalia. The world goddess of the Pleiades, whom I do not know well now, but whom I have encountered many times in the past.”
You made one big mistake.
Thanks to the efforts of Uther and Cordelia, the grand summoning was virtually preventable.
But because of her past atrocities, and because of the memories that have awakened at this moment, Atalia has created an unexpected enemy.
“So that’s why.”
You, who had been just looking up from high above, acted like that.
Asmodeus raised his head and looked into the distance.
Heavenly – The one who reigns highest in the land.
“Unacceptable.”
The Archangel of Judgement stood up from his throne.
“You have involved the heavens in the affairs of the Pleiades.”
It wasn’t just the Pleiades that started again.
Heaven and Hell, which had been linked to the destruction of the Pleiades from the beginning – had to start over again due to the Great Summoning.
“That act of trampling on the heavens is absolutely unforgivable. That act of making a mockery of the natural order is also unacceptable.”
So, I’ll turn it back.
It makes history go back to its original path.
“The Great Summoning must take place.”
Even if the Pleiades are destroyed because of this, there is nothing we can do about it.
It was a cursed land that sacrificed Solari from the beginning.
A battlefield was needed to settle the score with Hell.
“We will join forces until the day of the great summons.”
Asmodeus, the overlord of lust, spoke happily.
Auriel, the Archangel of Judgement, did not deny this.
“Auriel!”
Raguel, who realized the truth and understood what Auriel was trying to do, shouted, but it was no use.
Auriel ignored Raguel’s cries.
He ordered his agent, who had been preparing due to repeated discomfort, to do so.
“Get started.”
“I will follow, O voice from on high.”
Maximilian de Avis.
The most gifted being among the Pleiades.
He raised his head.
He took steps towards the royal army located in the south.
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