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Kwaaaaaaaaaang---!
The ceiling is pierced by the gray glow wielded by the highest-ranking paladin.
Amidst the ceiling debris, a silver shield is revealed.
Gray and silver.
Two similar, yet different colors.
The silver extends two wings that appear sacred.
It looks like the shield a divine knight would wield.
“!”
“……!”
In that instant, the paladins’ attention focuses on the shield.
Because an inexplicable sanctity is felt there.
The shield that has protected countless people has been strengthened by the weight of those lives, possessing a power that captivates gazes.
And in that instant.
A black-haired man emerges from within the shield.
“Oh.”
A smile forms on the Pope’s lips.
The black-haired man approaching him.
Although the color of his hair is different from the one he knew-
“Cale Henituse.”
The Pope gives a kind smile to the sacrifice approaching him, the vessel for the God of Chaos.
The Pope had the appearance of an ordinary, pleasant, elderly man who could be found anywhere.
His face, similar to that of a kindly peasant grandfather, showed more kindness than chaos in his smile.
“It’s a joy that you came of your own volition.”
He smiled cheerfully at Cale, like an elder welcoming his grandson.
The vessel the God of Chaos will use when he descends to this world.
That vessel was the cause of all the variables, but since he had finally found him, the Pope was overjoyed.
“…I can even feel the Primordial Chaos.”
And the God of Chaos’ Sacred Object, the Primordial Chaos, felt within the vessel.
Both things arrived at the same time.
The Pope couldn’t help but smile.
He didn’t hide his emotions.
“I’m truly happy-”
But.
“-!”
He stopped short.
Cale Henituse, with the wind at his back, approaches the Pope amidst the ceiling debris, where the silver shield has vanished.
“My.”
The energy emanating from him.
The intangible energy grew rapidly.
It was as if a huge rock, a mountain, was hurtling towards the Pope.
An overwhelming energy that suffocated him.
An energy approaching like a natural disaster.
“¡Kreuk!”
“¡Euk!”
The paladins involuntarily knelt before the energy descending from the ceiling.
Like a great mountain.
Like a natural disaster.
Faced with this seemingly unstoppable energy, the paladins felt chills.
And the Pope, who was at the center of the protected paladins.
“Ah.”
He let out a sigh.
The Pope had clearly seen what happened on the Primordial Night in the sacred land.
At that time, Cale Henituse-
“So that’s why he could confront a god-”
So that’s why the Saint couldn’t defeat Cale Henituse!
So that’s why the God of Chaos desires Cale Henituse as a vessel!
The Pope felt chills in his arms at the energy that seemed to crush, or even dominate him.
He lowered his head and looked at his arms.
Upon the wrinkled skin of his elderly body, surprise and fear descended for the first time in a long time.
His lips trembled.
And when he raised his head.
“!”
Cale’s pupils dilated.
An elderly man of slender build, whose figure was hidden by a wide priestly robe, with his hands behind his back.
He was smiling.
But Cale couldn’t see that smile.
-This is…
Super Rock sighed.
-What?, how is it that the Pope uses this energy!
The Dominating Aura was surprised.
Sss-
The energy emanating from the Pope.
-It’s Chaos!
It’s Chaos.
But,
-What is that?
It’s different.
It’s different from the Chaos emanating from the God of Chaos.
Until now, the people of the God of Chaos’ sect that Cale had encountered, whether priests, paladins, or saints, all possessed the same gray.
But the Pope-
‘It’s diverse.’
Light and dark, intense and faint.
Like paint seeping into drawing paper.
The Chaos emanating from the Pope had a wide variety of gray tones.
-…This is like…
Super Rock said with a groan.
-…Like something alive-
The Chaos emanating from the Pope.
It emitted a variety of grays like a living being.
-Cale!
And the Dominating Aura realized the nature of that energy.
-This isn’t the Chaos of the God of Chaos!
Of course, Cale also realized.
-It has the same roots, but it’s that guy’s Chaos!
Yes.
That is the Pope’s Chaos.
The Pope was someone who possessed his own Chaos.
-No matter what.
But Cale did what he had to do.
The Sky Eating Water said harshly in a clear voice.
-It’s true that that guy needs to be beaten.
Cale fully agreed.
Chrrrrrr--
The water spear in Cale’s hand shot towards the Pope.
Kwaaaaaaaaaang---!
A thunderous roar echoed.
The water exploded.
“¡Kreuk!”
“¡Kraak!”
The paladins beside the Pope quickly retreated.
General Mol, the Demon King’s sword and leader of the Three Armies, stopped upon seeing that scene.
‘Why is he doing this?’
Uuuung-
The Sacred Object on his chest moves.
Not even the Demon King knows the nature of this Sacred Object.
It was only passed down through generations in General Mol’s family, and others thought it was Mol’s weapon.
But its essence was a divine object.
And that divine object was vibrating.
Mol’s eyes involuntarily turned to Cale.
Cale was running again towards the Pope, where the steam and dust from the explosion hadn’t yet dissipated.
Mol couldn’t take his eyes off that scene.
“Damn it!”
Mol raised his sword.
His body moved back.
Beyond the sword blade pointing to the sky, he saw the impassive expression of the highest-ranking paladin.
And there was a black dragon and a young man running towards that highest-ranking paladin.
Choi Han’s sword, the black dragon, was heading directly towards the highest-ranking paladin.
But his attention was on Cale.
‘…The Pope!’
His energy gave Choi Han a chilling feeling after a long time.
That Cale taking on the Pope’s role was the most correct.
And that Choi Han should deal with the highest-ranking paladin and assist Cale.
Choi Han thought so too, but.
‘He’s calm….’
The highest-ranking paladin in front of him hadn’t yet used his full strength.
He simply calmly dodged his body. He showed no intention of protecting the Pope.
“…….”
“…….”
When Choi Han and the paladin’s gazes met, the paladin calmly said.
“I am the one who protects the Pope, and-”
His role was twofold.
“The one who suppresses him.”
The instant Choi Han felt a bad feeling at the highest-ranking paladin’s smile.
Cale had already moved, following that bad feeling.
Throwing the water spear, in his empty hand,
Frrrrrr-
A reddish-gold lightning bolt was already there.
Amidst the steam and dust, the reddish-gold lightning bolt headed directly to where the Pope was.
Pzzzt, pzzzt!
As if to burn everything, the paladins nearby recoiled from the reddish-gold lightning bolt.
Cale thought it was strange.
The paladins who seemed to have unwavering faith while protecting the Pope.
Instead of lunging to protect the Pope, they submitted to Cale’s power and didn’t lunge to protect the Pope.
They simply retreated slightly.
‘…It’s fear.’
And when faced with the gray energy that seemed to move, they felt fear.
They were more afraid of that energy than Cale’s Dominating Aura.
And Cale could reach the essence of the fear.
Tap.
Cale’s foot touched the ground, the spot where the water spear had fallen.
The instant he saw the Pope’s figure amidst the steam.
“……!”
Cale could see a strange scene.
-Impossible!
The Sky Eating Water exclaimed in disbelief.
Super Rock sighed.
-This is…
The undulating gray.
Unlike the God of Chaos, it had no pupils.
Instead,
Boc
There were countless mouths.
The undulating gray, like a huge serpent, surrounded the Pope like a shield.
In that gray mist were countless mouths.
And those mouths were devouring the steam and water.
Everything was the water spear thrown by the Sky Eating Water.
Swoosh.
When the Pope moved his hand, the shield disappeared, and the gray energy enveloped the Pope’s body like a robe.
The Pope opened his mouth.
“In Chaos, everything can exist.”
Good and evil.
Joy, despair, sadness, jubilation.
As everything can exist, it is Chaos.
“That is to say, Chaos can eat anything.”
Therefore, Chaos can contain anything.
It can devour it.
“When the God of Chaos observes everything.”
There was nowhere his gaze didn’t fall.
The world was increasingly filled with Chaos.
That’s why the Pope realized his role.
“I am the one who conveys his will and the one who offers Chaos for him.”
That’s why he needed mouths.
He had to convey his will through words.
And he had to eat to offer Chaos.
Therefore, the power the God of Chaos had granted him, only his gaze, wasn’t enough.
That’s why, with the God’s permission, he created his own Chaos.
That was his current form.
The undulating Chaos.
It was the Pope himself.
In its essence were mouths for the God of Chaos.
The Pope took a step forward.
The mouths of Chaos, extending like his clothes, like his cloak, opened their mouths towards Cale’s reddish-gold lightning bolt.
They wanted to eat it.
Because it was something they had never seen before.
The mouths of Chaos gladly received the water they had eaten before.
Because it was also something they had never eaten before.
“Truly, it’s a vessel that contains many delicious things.”
The Pope could see.
“A vessel that creates an entire world-”
He understood why the God desired it.
The Pope, who wanted to become a mouth for the God.
He had no desire for power or honor.
He only acted for the God.
That’s why he was happy.
Thump.
He took another step.
The gray mouths open and close.
“Come-”
The elder gestured with a kind expression.
He opened his arms.
“Come here.”
He approached Cale.
And Cale-
-That guy’s crazy!
Cale swung his arm as he heard the horrified voice of Cheapskate, the Fire of Destruction.
Pzzzt-!
A reddish-gold lightning bolt.
That lightning bolt, which purifies dead mana, was launched towards the Pope.
Kwaaaang!
A thunderous roar echoed again.
Thump.
Cale stepped back.
-This guy is really crazy!
Cheapskate couldn’t hide his displeasure.
-Damn it! Damn it!
The Sky Eating Water couldn’t contain her anger.
Chomp, chomp.
The lightning bolt that exploded with a roar.
The gray inverted by that lightning bolt devoured the lightning, fire, and smoke with countless mouths.
As if it were delicious.
The smoke disappeared, and the Pope approached again.
-Damn it! That Chaos is different from the God of Chaos’! I need time to figure it out!
The Sky Eating Water let out those harsh words.
The Sky Eating Water, along with the Dominating Aura, confronted the Chaos, and along with Cheapskate, obtained the power to purify and overcome this.
But that Chaos wasn’t the God of Chaos’.
It started in the same Chaos, but it was the Pope’s.
Therefore, those mouths could swallow what emanated from Cale’s ancient power.
Thump.
The Pope approached again.
And Cale remained still.
“Come here.”
The Pope gestured to Cale, the vessel.
Because a vessel that creates a world was too valuable.
And,
Thump.
Cale took a step towards the Pope.
He didn’t retreat.
-Cale.
Super Rock quickly said.
-Those mouths will also have a limit.
There are countless mouths.
But those mouths will have a limit to what they can eat.
That limit is the Pope.
-Cale, our power has grown greatly.
I don’t know if we can defeat a God, but it was a huge and overwhelming power, like a natural disaster.
-Wouldn’t it be possible for those mouths, that stomach, to fill up until they burst?
Super Rock made a quite reasonable deduction.
As the Pope is a different entity from the God of Chaos, there will also be a limit to what he can contain and eat.
Chrrrrrr-
In one of Cale’s hands was water.
Pzzzt-
In the other hand was a reddish-gold current.
Different things bloomed in his hands.
A smile appeared on the Pope’s lips.
Unlike the countless mouths that only ate, he said.
“Do you want to test who has the greater limit?”
Gray smoke began to emanate from his mouth.
When the gray smoke, moving as if alive, spread through the air.
He said in a kind voice.
“Do you really think you will win that test?”
The God of Chaos’ sect.
Chaos, hidden in countless dimensions and worlds, exists everywhere.
In that sect, there is only one Pope.
A single Pope in countless worlds.
Does Cale Henituse know the meaning of that?
The Pope was also a great vessel.
Only his path was different from Cale’s.
“After a long time, I will have to measure my limits.”
The Pope smiled warmly.
It was simply all fun.
Because the end of the variables had finally led him down the shortest path.
Chrrrrrr-
Pzzzt-
Water and fire.
The wind surrounded the feet of Cale, who possessed both.
The undulating gray settled at the Pope’s feet.
And the instant Cale took a step.
Whiiiiiiiii--
His body shot forward.
The Pope stretched out his arms and approached.
To eat it all-
“Oh, Chaos, I will absorb it all!”
When his smile deepened.
“!”
The Pope saw the water and fire disappear.
“I-”
In their place, a silvery light began to appear.
Cale, who had accelerated his body with the sound of the wind, firmly grasped the silvery line floating in his hands. That line became a handle.
Cale’s eyes burned intensely.
I.
“Why the hell would I give him food?”
It’s already difficult to feed those who do their work,
why the hell would I give food to this guy, the Pope?
-Ja!
When Super Rock let out a shout.
‘I don’t want to.’
Cale didn’t want to give him what those mouths desired.
And there was someone who reacted more strongly to that.
-No!
The Crybaby, unable to contain his sadness and anger at seeing his companions and family injured.
The Glutton who contained that elder silently burned.
-Eating isn’t like that.
The Glutton Priestess.
For her, the act of eating was like the belief she had maintained until death.
She had eaten even the earth and soil contaminated with dead mana.
She couldn’t tolerate those gray mouths.
Cale felt the same.
“Eating whatever!”
Eating what?
Cale had firmly decided.
If someone touches someone dear to another, they must be prepared to receive punishment several times greater.
Uuu-uuu---
A silver shield appeared in Cale’s hand.
Its appearance was vaguely similar to the shield the highest-ranking paladin used when creating illusions.
But it was different.
Cale raised the shield.
And,
Kwaaaaaaaaaang!
He struck it.
The countless mouths in the undulating gray.
“Je, je.”
Cale smiled.
“It’s good to have so many things to hit!”
Perhaps those mouths would close if he hit them enough.
Cale reduced the size of the shield he used to deploy enormously, covering his forehead.
The Indestructible Shield.
Therefore, he didn’t drop a single crumb.
The open mouths couldn’t eat anything.
Rather, those mouths had to receive the blows of the shield.
Uuuung-
The bright silvery light didn’t allow a single gray light to reach the mouths.
The regeneration, moving stronger than ever, the Vitality of the Heart, the tree that couldn’t tolerate the intolerable, the indestructible shield.
And Cale felt that only by hitting the Pope could he calm down.
Uuuung—uung-
Cale, holding the shield, which wasn’t heavy despite having two wings, moved.
The shield became more solid, emitting a brighter silvery light, following its owner’s will.
And Raon, observing him, shouted.
“It’s Mom’s method!”
The former Lord Sheritt.
That Dragon who used shields preferred to hit her opponents with shields.
Because the best attack is the best defense.
Kwaaaaaaaaaa, Kwaang--!
Cale, with the wind at his feet and the shield in his hands, began to go wild. His heart pounded as he squeezed out all his strength.
His appearance was similar to Kim Rok Soo’s, who lunged with whatever he had at hand when he couldn’t do anything.
But unlike that time, this time, Cale held the indestructible shield.
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