Chapter 192 – The Demon God’s Dream (12)

Startled Sun-woo quickly pulled the divine pill that fell to the floor into his hand using void grasping technique.

The divine pill was glowing dimly.

For it to suddenly pop out from inventory, this was the first time such a thing happened.

Fortunately no one noticed.

Sun-woo examined the faintly glowing Demon God’s divine pill then decided to try using his ability.

Perhaps because it was a divine pill, the past hadn’t read easily so he’d given up, but somehow it seemed possible now.

The moment Sun-woo carefully used his ability to trace back the divine pill’s past,

Hwa-ak!

Sun-woo’s consciousness was sucked straight back thousands of years, or perhaps even further.

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In Sun-woo’s eyes appeared the ruins, no, the giant structure with walls and doors he’d been looking at underground until just moments ago.

‘A pyramid?’

The ruins occupying one underground wall were one face of a stepped pyramid like Mexican pyramids.

The pyramid wasn’t underground but stood complete above ground.

‘Before the ruins were buried underground? Just how far back have I come?’

Moreover, lush forest spread around, completely different from the current appearance of stones and desolate dust clouds.

But the surrounding atmosphere was quite bad. Dark clouds filled the sky, and even animals and insects fled in fear.

On top of that, even those who built this pyramid temple abandoned the god and left this place.

All because of other immortals and gods hostile to the Demon God.

Sun-woo realized he was seeing memories of the Demon God, owner of the divine pill.

‘Was the Demon God a god of this martial arts dimension?’

Amid the desolate atmosphere with everyone gone, a voice came from the clouds.

[We have concluded we can no longer tolerate your madness.]

“Kik-kik, you’re just saying that because you can’t handle it.”

Sun-woo was quite surprised at the rough speech coming from his mouth, no, the Demon God’s mouth.

[As expected, you cannot be in the same place as us. We cannot let the path to raising status and ascending to godhood be achieved through such dangerous things.]

“Idiots, to reject like that just because it’s a bit different, are you really higher beings?”

The Demon God raised his right hand. Murky energy gathered from his hand and floated in the air.

“The world began from chaos! Rejecting that and pursuing only one side will only lead to the world’s destruction!”

He raised his other hand emitting bright light and clasped both hands together.

Murky light and bright light pressed against each other, dancing violently before his eyes.

[The power you created is power that kills the world. That power must disappear.]

[Because of your experiments, many immortals and gods have been annihilated or had their status lowered. That alone means your existence cannot remain.]

The voices of each god came from forest and earth.

“So you siphoned off all my believers? Thinking to weaken my power?”

Unlike the murky colored hand side, the other hand’s light was gradually weakening in brightness.

Sun-woo could tell that light would soon disappear.

Though he became a god through both cultivation and believers’ power, since the cultivation result already changed to chaos, with believers disappearing, divine power scattered too.

[We merely corrected false belief. Now by our gods’ decision, we command your annihilation.]

It was as if the entire world spoke toward him.

Simultaneously trees began withering, flowing water stopped, and lightning and hail poured from the sky.

Kwa-ang!

A volcano erupted in the distance pouring lava, earthquakes occurred splitting the ground wildly, and buildings began sinking.

And the fight between gods, immortals, and the Demon God began.

But with even divine power nearly gone, he couldn’t withstand attacks from all gods, all the world.

Shortly after, battered by the gods’ attacks, he used his last divine power to shout at the sky.

[When I return, I will destroy this world, no, all worlds. Wait for it, hypocrites!]

A black hole formed beneath the Demon God’s feet and his form was sucked straight inside.

“Huk!”

“Are you alright?”

At that moment, Sun-woo was ejected to reality. At Sun-woo’s startled voice, Ki Ji-min asked, but Sun-woo waved his hand.

Fortunately very little time passed. Because rather than searching memory itself, he’d only recalled scenes related to these ruins.

But what he saw in that short time wasn’t simple content.

‘This place is the Demon God’s ruins?’

No, these were ruins from when he existed as a god before becoming a demon god.

The wall filling one cavern side was part of a pyramid, and these solid granite walls were clearly lava that flowed then.

Things he wanted to check one by one, but there wasn’t time now.

Coming to his senses, Sun-woo immediately approached the large door.

Ki Ji-min and the hairy warrior with a pale face followed behind.

“You have to be careful past this door. It’s packed with traps and if you’re careless even peak masters lose their heads.”

As they approached the door, Ki Ji-min hurriedly spoke.

“The traps are all made by Mad Dog Beggar hiding inside. If you solve his problems he’ll disable the traps, but the problems are really absurd.”

One of the prisoners who discovered these ruins early, after recovering martial arts using moss inside, he settled in and started a holdout.

But the problem was he was a super-peak master skilled in formations and half-mad.

He laid traps in every passage to where moss grew and hid in secret passages giving problems to each person who entered.

If they got it right he disabled traps and let them eat moss and leave, if wrong he made them break through the traps.

Of course, at the trap’s end he waited and happily beat them up and kicked them out.

“He must be hundreds of years old but won’t die.”

“Kil-kil, it was funniest when you tried hard to seduce him and got beaten and kicked out.”

The hairy one who stuck close after seeing Sun-woo’s martial arts kept bringing up Ki Ji-min’s old stories teasing her with a pale face.

Fortunately they ended the fight midway, but having already drawn out innate energy, his body was rapidly weakening.

But he seemed not to care at all.

No, rather seemed to consider following Sun-woo more important.

Moreover for some reason he kept interrupting Ki Ji-min trying to gain Sun-woo’s favor.

Ki Ji-min glared at him even emitting killing intent, but he didn’t care at all.

Sun-woo approached the door and pushed hard to open it.

Gu-gu-gung.

Though a heavy door that would need several first-rate masters clinging to open, it opened smoothly in Sun-woo’s hands, and a long passage appeared before them.

A long passage looking like underground stone chambers seen in games or movies.

“Even though it looks so ordinary, traps are hidden everywhere.”

Even without her saying it, Sun-woo could know all the hidden traps.

Plus several other more important facts.

“If you don’t enter right away and wait, he asks questions.”

[Right! Then I’ll start the questions.]

Following Ki Ji-min’s words, a voice came through the passage.

A voice impossible to tell where it came from. A technique one step above sound transmission, martial arts even peak masters couldn’t do.

[What’s the name of the goddess the Holy Nation worships?]

“It’s an absurd problem, right? A goddess of a country never heard of or seen, who could answer? Fortunately if you wait he gives four examples. You just answer from those.”

[Now number 1 is……]

“The answer is Goddess Frigga.”

At the answer coming before examples appeared, the voice echoing through the passage stopped cold.

“Huh? You knew the problem? No one could answer it? Wasn’t it just made up randomly?”

Ki Ji-min and Hairy also looked at Sun-woo with surprised eyes.

[Correct. Then next problem.]

“Wasn’t it just one question?”

When he said next problem, Ki Ji-min shouted with an absurd expression.

But the questions continued as if unheard.

[What’s the capital of France?]

“Paris.”

[The Empire’s official name?]

[…..]

Questions continued, but fortunately within Sun-woo’s knowledge range. Thanks to that, Sun-woo could know who was asking.

[Ha. Ha. Ha. How long has it been. For those who didn’t come all that long time to keep entering in just a few days. But you came too late. I already made up my mind. You got the questions right, but I won’t disable the traps.]

At the voice heard, Sun-woo smirked.

Sun-woo raised his sword, stabbed it into the wall, then flowed in internal energy and sorcery simultaneously.

Ku-kwa-kwa-kwang!

Wall, floor, the entire passage shook, and hidden traps activated and burst on their own.

Formation traps were smashed with internal energy and booby traps were destroyed by shaking the passage.

Sun-woo didn’t end there. Suddenly Sun-woo shot forward and punched hard at one part of the passage.

Kwa-ang!

With a tremendous sound the wall burst and a figure flew out from inside.

An old man full of white beard. Precisely the super-peak master hiding in the secret passage. The so-called Mad Dog Beggar was him.

Bursting outside, he moved quickly to distance himself from Sun-woo.

He moved bouncing off passage walls then looked at Sun-woo with feet stuck upside down on the ceiling.

“What are you? You’re not a summoner.”

He kept tilting his head looking at Sun-woo.

There was only one type who could recognize summoners.

Precisely contaminated ones.

Murky color appeared on the old man’s body then disappeared, repeating.

The old man was a contaminated summoner.

Since Sun-woo always wore illusion magic on his body, he couldn’t tell if Sun-woo was a summoner.

Sun-woo also looked at the old man questioningly.

Because murky color wasn’t continuously wrapping his surface but kept flickering.

His appearance even looked like someone halfway contaminated.

“Well, it doesn’t matter. Anyway since the traps broke, this time you fight me. And you get beaten by me and kicked out.”

And he seemed really crazy. Completely nonsensical words.

Sun-woo didn’t care anyway. He already considered him an enemy.

Just checked because he was an enemy giving strange feelings.

Sun-woo’s sorcery caught the location of those who took Nanseol.

Immediately a sword was sucked into Sun-woo’s hand and the old man made a tense expression at Sun-woo’s void grasping.

But the next moment the old man made a bewildered expression.

Sun-woo swung his sword at the ceiling making a hole then surged upward.

For Sun-woo who discovered Nanseol’s location, there was no reason to waste time in such a place.

“Uh. This isn’t how it should be?”

The old man looked very confused at Sun-woo escaping by another path.

And the two people watching from the entrance felt the same.

“Then I guess I’ll fight you guys.”

Moreover at the old man’s following words, the two people’s faces went pale.