Chapter 376
News of the “final battle” spread rapidly across the entire Core. The peaceful atmosphere that had become so natural in everyday life was now colored by growing tension. According to a god-tier administrator’s warning, once war broke out, powerful monsters would pour in endlessly across all floors of the Core. The same was true of the Deep Realm. In fact, tension ran even higher there than on any other floor. It was naturally going to be the frontline of the war.
At the peak of Mount Yeongryunsan, bathed in moonlight, Imfelheim said as he watched Wei Zhongqi training, “It’s quiet tonight, Wei Zhongqi.”
The usually boisterous restaurant was strangely quiet, with only Wei Zhongqi, Murmu, and Imfelheim present. Wei Zhongqi moved through the forms of the Nine Heavens Seeking Sword Art with elegant precision. The rustle of his robe mingled with the sound of his blade as each movement echoed through the air. The sight was mesmerizing.
It was clear to anyone watching that Wei Zhongqi’s skill had skyrocketed since the last time they had seen him. They had heard that he had gained a profound realization, thanks to the Heavenly Demon, now better known as the King of Earth.
His movement came to a stop, and Wei Zhongqi slowly regulated his breathing. He was at the entry point of Soul Sword—just learning to take his first steps. Although he was far from wielding it with the same perfection as Do-Jun, he was beginning to grasp it.
“The King of Earth hasn’t said much lately,” Imfelheim said. “Have you heard anything from him?”
Wei Zhongqi shook his head and wiped the sweat from his brow with his sleeve, his eyes fixed on the horizon. The Deep Realm’s residents were all making their own preparations in their own territories. That included Solomon’s Seventy-Two Demons and the Usurpers as well.
“Come to think of it, it’s kind of amazing...” Imfelheim muttered.
“Hm?”
“We used to hate each other, remember? Now, it’s like we’re allies.”
It wasn’t because one group forfeited to another. It happened naturally, as if they had never harbored hostility toward each other in the first place. Not long ago, even seeing someone who wasn’t “me” would’ve sparked aggression. That wasn’t ancient history.
Was it because of a shared enemy? That was certainly part of it, but not the biggest reason. Even before Tusitala spread the news of the final battle, emotions like hatred and anger had already begun to fade, as if they had never existed in the first place.