Chapter 282

[Ah……. W-what is happening. Team Seonghyun, th-they're no match!]

Seonghyun's vassals appeared powerless before every attack the Sword Saint made.

The viewers trembled as they watched.

Gamu's appearance was clearly extraordinary.

Did a few viewers notice the gravity of the situation?

-I-is that really a level 200-range NPC?

-N-no matter how much of a named character he is…… this doesn't make sense???

-D-did the sun just rise?

-Is that even swordsmanship???

-N-no way.

The existence of such an NPC was absurd enough.

But Seonghyun, who was facing such an NPC, was even more bewildering.

At a glance, he was extraordinary, and every bit of power he displayed was on another level.

Yet, Seonghyun's vassals were somehow managing to block those attacks.

They somehow blocked the direct hits and relentlessly counterattacked.

When the waterfall of lightning was just split, they were truly at a loss for words.

The viewers could let out a sigh of relief when Anemor and Karisha fortunately managed to escape the rising sun and dodge.

But it was still just as precarious.

The risen sun illuminates everything beneath it, crushing all present.

Kugugugugugu——!!!

Under the extreme pressure, Seonghyun and everyone else's posture faltered.

Truly overwhelming pressure.

A situation where one could feel to the bone what it's like to be crushed to death.

Beneath that sunlight.

The Sword Saint, standing alone and aloof, raised his sword once more.

The sword strike, filled with sunlight, shimmered like a heat haze as the heat boiled, faintly distorting the surrounding space.

As the heat of the sunlight blazed hot enough to melt its surroundings.

-Mutter, mutter.

Unable to watch any longer, Drakhanos charged.

Seonghyun cast a buff on Drakhanos and enveloped him in a darkness that held the art of blocking, which would block the heat, then took out the Tome of Ruin and used a skill against the sword that held the sun.

"Absolute Zero."

The lost magic of ruin, unleashed from Seonghyun's fingertips, spread towards the sun-drenched sword.

But seeing it, the Sword Saint sneered as if finding it pathetic.

In the space being dyed pure white.

The sun still rises.

In a frigid environment, a blizzard can never cover the sun.

The uncovered sun pierced through the absolute cold that could freeze even energy like a spring day, and its rays became a sword that sliced through.

Even the cold was shattered into countless pieces.

[Ah, ahh…….]

Even the announcer spirit, who had to narrate this situation, was at a loss for words before that sun.

Even though the sun had risen, time in the chat window seemed to freeze, as not a single chat message appeared.

Even with over a million viewers.

Under that sun, for which neither the announcer spirit nor the viewers could think of a proper expression.

All of creation trembled, equally crushed beneath the sun.

Thump——!!

Kugung——!!!

The shimmering sun, from its highest point, manifested on the ground as if it were falling.

Kuuuuuuu——!!!

The sun's heat poured down with the force to melt everything, and seeing it, Seonghyun and Helena steeled the resolve in their eyes and used their power.

Darkness and the abyss surged, merged, and shot up into the sky.

The sun falls, and the darkness and abyss rise.

At the contradictory sight, people couldn't help but be reminded of myths.

The ascending darkness and abyss, and the falling sun, collided and bared their fangs at each other.

But as they say, the sun at dawn is the brightest.

Like a single sword cleaving the dark sky, the sun became a sword and cut through the abyss and darkness as if to illuminate them.

S—————reung!

And so, beneath the brightened world.

The sunlight became swords and poured down.

Towards the sword energy of sunlight pouring down, encompassing the entire stadium, a celestial power surged to absorb the light.

In addition, Serphina also gathered the power of moonlight, and Anemor and Karisha's thunder and lightning followed the light, rising towards the sword energies to block them.

But it was still not enough.

Even with everything combined, the sun in the east was brighter than anything else.

Kwagagagaga——!!!

Kugugugugu———!!!

Sreureureureung———!!!

The sharp edges scattered, cutting through everything around.

In the baptism of slashes where not even dust arose.

The stadium disappeared without a trace.

As everything was split apart.

And turned to dust and vanished.

Not a trace of Seonghyun and his vassals remained.

[Ah, ahhh!!! T-Team Seonghyun has, has vanished!!! C-could they have been caught in the attack?]

Amidst the announcer spirit's cry.

The viewers also searched for Seonghyun and his vassals in their dazed state.

But they were nowhere to be seen, no matter how hard they looked.

-A-are they dead???

-This quickly????

-N-no, the Demon King was defeated?

-N-no way???

-D-did he really get taken out???

Just as the viewers, now filled with fear, thought the Demon King's first defeat would happen like this.

The broadcast screen shook erratically.

Then it focused on one spot.

It was none other than the will of the Sword Saint that dwelled in Gamu.

And at that moment, the Sword Saint's brow could be seen furrowing for an instant.

-What was that????

-Looks like he's not dead???

-Then where is he???

-But if he was dead, wouldn't it have been declared a victory????

-Then where is he???

-I'm watching the same screen as you!!!!!!!

In the chat window, bustling like a marketplace.

Someone spotted a location.

The ground where the swords of the sun were embedded.

For a moment, the surroundings shimmered like darkness.

And at the edge of the brightest light, the deepest darkness was born, and Seonghyun and all his vassals were transported there.

If he hadn't used Lord of Darkness to transfer everyone, more than half would have been retired by that last attack.

At the sight of Seonghyun reappearing as if transferred, everyone cheered in the chat.

-I believed in you!!!

-He dodged that???

-How did he survive!!!!!

-Crazy;;;;;

A crucible of excitement.

However, Seonghyun felt a colder chill down his spine than ever before and swallowed dryly.

None of his attacks were working on the Sword Saint.

Even a combined attack with Helena didn't work.

But neither Seonghyun nor any of his vassals had died.

Looking at the Sword Saint, still floating like the sun above, he drew upon the flames of darkness and hell.

Helena likewise fully revealed her power as a monarch, drawing on the power of the heavens and the abyss to prepare for an all-out effort.

“For insects, you have quite the tenacious lifelines.”

Unlike the sun, that cold voice rang out.

And once again, the sun dwelled in the Sword Saint's sword.

Then, a sunlight even more brilliant than before began to bloom, as if cutting through the empty universe.

Those who instinctively watched it could sense it.

An even more powerful attack than before was coming.

That's why Seonghyun and Helena prepared.

And the vassals, to assist the two, rushed towards the Sword Saint.

Were they wolves trying to swallow the sun for their master?

Or moths drawn to a flame?

In the Sword Saint's eyes, they were nothing more than moths who didn't value their own lives.

But in their faces, a loyalty that shone brighter than his own sword could be seen.

“……”

At the loyalty brighter than the sun, the Sword Saint's brow furrowed.

Unpleasant.

Those eyes that shine brighter than himself.

And the fact that those eyes were not directed at him, but at the brat behind them, was strangely unpleasant.

Just as one cannot dare to raise their eyes before the sun.

They should be the same.

But those eyes, burning with loyalty to their master, as if they would face the sun even if it meant losing their sight, were unpleasant.

And so, the sun revealed that displeasure in full.

Kwagagagagagaga———!!!

The destructive sun parches the earth and takes life.

The Sword Saint was doing just that now.

The sword energy of sunlight was swung at the foolish ones rushing towards him.

Their eyes were unpleasant?

He just had to blind them with light.

The swung sun shone brighter than before and was fired with even hotter heat, but.

Drakhanos's blood-red sword strike, imbued with the heat of loyalty, collides with it and vanishes.

Kuwaaaaaaah———!!!

But even so, the sun does not dry up.

The light shines down again, trying to swallow the old demon knight.

However, the old demon knight's three disciples swing their swords with loyalty and a heart for their master as vast as the sea.

A sword energy like dark red blood, a dark ultramarine sword energy like the dawn, and a light green sword energy like the freshness of a sacred tree rising firmly in the vast ocean, all come together to become a living spirit and save their master from the light of ruin.

Kwagagagagagaga——!!!

As the master and disciples, drained of strength, fluttered in the air and fell.

The sun falls as if completely unbothered.

To swallow the lukewarm heat called loyalty.

Between the master and disciples fluttering and falling in the air and the falling sun, a storm of teal-colored lightning rises against gravity to confront the sun.

But the closer it gets, the light of the teal lightning, precarious as if it would fade and disappear, is supported by black thunder from behind.

Kwajijijijijiji——!!!

Kwarurururururung——!!!

As the lightning and thunder came together, even the sun's fall paused for a moment.

The Sword Saint, seeing this, imbued his sword with more power.

But the slowed speed of the fall did not quicken.

The sword energy of the desert and the sword energy of the venomous fang that rose subsequently added to the power of the lightning and thunder.

And after that, the breath of a small dragon and the power of the red moonlight were added.

Then, a huge beast appeared and retrieved the disciples and master fluttering in the air.

But even that was only a matter of time.

The sun's fall could never be stopped.

Although the sun's size had shrunk with everything combined.

The sun's heat showed no sign of cooling.

Finally, as the sun fell to the ground.

[I-is this the apocalypse…….]

The announcer spirit muttered, staring at it blankly.

It was a fear so great that one could truly feel that the time of ruin had come.

But then, a noble voice was heard.

“Seonghyun!”

With Helena's words, Seonghyun, wearing the Crown of Obsidian, nodded and stretched out his hand.

As they say, from the brightest place, the darkest is also born.

It was just like that now.

When the falling sun illuminates everything.

A black sun that covers everything rises from the ground.

The black sun, containing the ashen abyss, the jet-black darkness, and the violet flames that bloomed from hell, rises, swallowing the light with the energy of the heavens.

Just as the sun in the sky is swallowed by the moon.

The sun born from the sword is blocked by the sun born from the darkness, and the two mix and float in the air.

And so, the sun that seeks to light the world is obscured by the black sun that swallows its light, becoming an eclipse.

——————!!!

The world was captured by the eclipse and became an ashen world, and jet-black darkness bloomed and surged, and the sunlight intertwined with that jet-black darkness, coexisting.

In that strange and mysterious world.

The Sword Saint, still frowning as if unpleasant, finally descended to the ground.

“……How dare you!”

In front of the enraged Sword Saint.

Seonghyun smiled brightly and said.

“……Now we’re finally at eye level.”