Chapter 282
[A... Ah... W-What is happening here? Seong’s team... they don’t stand a chance!]
In front of the Sword Saint’s every move, Seong’s subordinates were completely overwhelmed.
Viewers trembled just watching it unfold.
Even from a distance, Gam’s presence was anything but ordinary.
Some viewers began to realize just how dire the situation was.
—W-Wait... is he really just a level 200 NPC?
—I mean, named NPC or not... this is insane???
—T-The sun literally rose?!
—That’s swordsmanship???
—Unbelievable...
The mere fact that an NPC like that existed was already absurd.
But the fact that Seong was going toe-to-toe with him? Even more so.
Every single strike from Gam radiated transcendence—undeniably in a league of its own.
And yet, Seong’s subordinates were somehow holding on.
They managed to block the direct hits, launching counterattacks without pause.
The moment the thunder waterfall was cleaved—it had left them speechless.
When Anemore and Kalisha managed to escape the blazing sun just in time, viewers collectively let out a breath of relief.
But things were still dangerously unstable.
The sun that had risen loomed above them, bearing down on all beneath it.
Rrrrrrrrumble——!!!
The sheer pressure distorted Seong and his entire formation’s posture.
Utterly overwhelming.
A suffocating sensation that carved into their bones—so this is what it felt like to be crushed by a god.
And beneath that sunlight—
The Sword Saint stood alone, unshaken, lifting his sword once more.
The strike, radiating with sunlight, shimmered with wavering heat, warping the air itself.
The heat was so intense it threatened to melt everything nearby.
Drakanos couldn’t take it anymore and charged in.
Seong quickly wrapped Drakanos in a shield of darkness, infused with a countermeasure to suppress the heat, and cast a spell using the Tome of Destruction.
He aimed it directly at the sword that contained the sun’s power.
“Absolute Zero.”
A long-lost spell of annihilation unfolded from Seong’s fingertips.
But seeing it, the Sword Saint laughed in disdain.
Inside the space turning pure white with frost—
The sun still rose.
Even in blizzards and extreme cold, the sun remains untouched.
The blazing sunlight pierced through the eternal frost, its rays transforming into blades, cleaving everything apart.
Even the cold shattered—splintering into countless frozen shards.
[A-Aah...]
The commentary spirit, whose job it was to narrate the match, was rendered speechless beneath that burning sun.
Despite its rise, the chat had gone eerily silent—as if even time had frozen over.
More than a million viewers...
And yet, under that divine radiance, not a single word came to mind.
Everything trembled equally beneath the oppressive light.
BOOM——!!!
KRUUUUUMMMM——!!!
The blazing sun descended from the highest point, crashing down to earth.
FWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOSH——!!!
Its heat poured forth with the intent to melt everything in its path.
Seong and Helena, eyes gleaming with firm resolve, unleashed their power.
Darkness and the Abyss surged, merging and spiraling skyward.
The sun fell.
Darkness and the Abyss rose.
The paradoxical sight left everyone in awe—like witnessing a myth come to life.
The ascending void and the falling sun bared their fangs at one another.
But they say the sun shines brightest at dawn.
And now, like the edge of a blade slicing through the night—
The sun became a sword, cleaving through shadow and abyss alike.
Ssssshhhhhhhring!
Under the now-illuminated sky, the blade of sunlight poured down.
The Sword Qi of the rising sun cascaded across the arena, blanketing everything in its path.
Celestial energy surged upward, trying to absorb the sunlight.
Serpina gathered the power of the moon.
Anemore and Kalisha followed with thunder and lightning, attempting to intercept the blazing sword strike.
But it wasn’t enough.
Even with all that combined—nothing shone brighter than the morning sun.
KWA-KA-KA-KA-KA-KAAAAM!!!
RRRRRRRRRRRMMMMMMM——!!!
SLLLLLLLLLLASH———!!!
The Sword Qi exploded outward, tearing through everything in its wake.
Not even dust was spared in that barrage.
The arena was completely obliterated.
Everything was severed—
And reduced to nothing but particles.
There wasn’t a single trace of Seong or his subordinates left.
[A-Aaaaaah!!! S-Seong’s team... they’ve vanished!!! W-Were they caught in the blast!?]
Even as the commentary spirit screamed—
Viewers scoured the screen for Seong and his army, but nothing appeared.
—D-Did they die???
—This fast???
—No way the Demon King just got wrecked, right?
—That... can’t be...
—Wait, did he really lose???
—
The chat exploded with panic, people shouting in disbelief over the Demon King’s apparent first defeat.
Just then—
The screen trembled violently—
And focused in on one spot.
It zoomed in on none other than Gam, now embodying the will of the Sword Saint.
And at that moment, the Sword Saint’s brow twitched ever so slightly.
—Wait, what???
—So he’s not dead???
—Then where is he???
—Wouldn’t it have counted as a win if he was dead???
—I’m literally watching the same thing and I still don’t get it!!!!!
—
Amid the chaotic flurry of the chat—
Someone spotted it.
The land pierced by the sun's Sword Qi—
Suddenly began to ripple like shadows.
From the edge of the brightest light, the deepest darkness was born—revealing Seong and his subordinates, safely relocated.
If he hadn’t used Lord of Darkness to teleport everyone—
Over half of them would’ve been wiped out by that last attack.
As Seong reappeared, chat erupted in celebration.
—I KNEW IT!!!!
—He dodged that??
—HOW IS HE ALIVE?!?!?!
—INSANE;;;;
Euphoria swept over the viewers.
But Seong felt an icy chill running down his spine, colder than anything he’d faced.
None of their attacks were working on the Sword Saint.
Even a combined assault with Helena had failed.
But still—neither Seong nor any of his subordinates were dead.
Glaring up at the Sword Saint, who still floated in the sky like a blazing sun, Seong summoned flames of darkness and hellfire.
Helena likewise began to draw forth both her celestial power and the might of the abyss, preparing to unleash her full strength.
“Insects like you... sure are persistent.”
A cold voice, so different from the blazing sun.
And once again—
The Sword Saint’s blade ignited with the radiance of the sun.
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And then—
An even more radiant sunlight bloomed, as if cleaving through the empty cosmos itself.
Those who looked upon it instinctively realized:
This attack... was stronger than the last.
So Seong and Helena prepared themselves.
Their subordinates charged toward the Sword Saint to support them.
Were they wolves attempting to devour the sun for their master?
Or moths drawn to the flame?
To the Sword Saint, they were nothing more than mindless insects, ignorant of death.
But in each of their faces, he glimpsed something—
A loyalty brighter than his own blade.
“......”
The Sword Saint’s brow furrowed at that loyalty, shining even brighter than the sun.
It was unpleasant.
Those eyes—brimming with purpose—not focused on him, but instead on that whelp behind him.
It was strangely infuriating.
They should know they cannot raise their eyes before the sun.
And yet, even at the cost of their sight, they burned with devotion toward their master.
The sight of such unwavering loyalty... was repugnant.
And so, the sun expressed its displeasure.
KWA-GA-GA-GA-GA-GAAAAHHHH—!!!
A destructive sun scorched the earth and devoured life.
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The blade of sunlight slashed toward the fools charging at him.
Their eyes offend me?
Then let the light blind them for good.
The sword of the sun flared even brighter, even hotter than before.
But then—
It collided with the crimson slash of Drakanos, burning with loyalty of its own.
And vanished.
KUUUUAAAAHHHHH—!!!
Yet the sun did not wither.
Light rained down once more, aiming to engulf the aging demon knight.
But the knight’s three disciples swung their blades, hearts brimming with loyalty, to shield their master.
The dark red Sword Qi like blood.
The indigo Sword Qi like the pre-dawn sky.
And the verdant glow like the sacred tree rooted deep in a vast forest.
Together, they became a living force, cutting through destruction to protect their master.
KWA-GAAAAAAHHHHH—!!!
Their strength exhausted, master and disciples alike fluttered down, their bodies scattered in midair.
And the sun fell too, as if displeased.
It sought to consume that lukewarm heat called loyalty.
Between the descending sun and the falling disciples, a cyan lightning storm surged upward, defying gravity.
It aimed to intercept the falling sun.
But the cyan thunderbolt, growing fainter with every moment, was soon bolstered by black thunder rumbling behind it.
KWAJIIIIIIIIIII!!!
KWARARARARARARANG—!!!
Lightning and thunder collided—halting the sun’s descent for just a moment.
The Sword Saint poured more power into his sword.
But even then, the descent didn’t accelerate.
Next came the Sword Qi of the desert and venomous fangs, reinforcing the thunder’s might.
Then a baby dragon’s breath.
And the red glow of moonlight.
A massive beast appeared, sweeping through the air to recover the master and disciples drifting helplessly.
But even that—was only a temporary reprieve.
The sun’s fall could not be stopped.
Everything had gathered to weaken it—yet its heat remained.
And then—
The sun crashed to the ground.
[I-Is this... the end of the world...?]
The commentary spirit muttered blankly, staring into the blinding light.
It truly felt like the end of days.
But then—
A noble voice called out.
“Seong-hyeon!”
With Helena’s cry, Seong—crowned with obsidian—nodded and raised his hand skyward.
They say the brightest light gives birth to the deepest shadow.
And this was that moment.
As the falling sun sought to reveal all—
A black sun rose from the ground.
It absorbed the light with celestial force, blazing with the violet flames of hell, the abyss, and obsidian darkness.
As if the moon had swallowed the sun.
The sun that bloomed from the sword met the sun born from the shadows—rising to block it.
The two intertwined midair.
Thus, the sun that sought to illuminate the world was eclipsed by the black sun that devoured its light.
——————!!!
The world fell under eclipse.
The land turned to ash-gray, tendrils of blackness writhed and churned, and light and dark meshed in an eerie harmony.
In that strange and wondrous world—
The Sword Saint, still scowling in displeasure, finally descended to the ground.
“...How dare you!”
His voice brimming with fury.
In front of him, Seong flashed a calm smile.
“...Now we’re finally seeing eye to eye.”