Isis was on her knees and on the verge of dying. Both her arms were drooping, with blood dripping down her chin.
Her messy hair had traces of being torn around. And Asura was no longer disappointed.
âTo think I felt haunted by this trash.â
However imperfect she was, Isis was nothing more than a worm to him. He couldnât understand the fact that such a person inherited the power of one of the three Gods who ruled Vedas in the past. 1
It was clear that Shiva lost most of his memories in his last moments. Otherwise, he wouldnât have given his strength to this unqualified person.
âEnough, die.â
Asura swung one of his weapons. He intended to cut off her head.
âDo you plan to fall here?â
Isis saw Shiva with his hands behind his back in a world where time seemed to have stopped.
Was this a dream?
When she said nothing, Shiva went close to her and said,
âYou are my chosen warrior. The second generationâs God of War, the Trinity of Vedas, and the King of the Demigods You are not weak, so get up.â
âBut I cannot win over Asura.â
âAsura is strong. That guy is a lot stronger than the former Asura, but it is fine, Asura has challenged me to numerous fights, but he has never surpassed me.â
âThat is because you are strong tooâŠâ
âYou think you are borrowing my power. And because it isnât your own power, you think you cannot win against Asura. However, that is wrong.â
âWhat do you mean?â
âThat strength is no longer mine. It is yours alone, so do not limit your growth. Break through the limit you have set and move beyond it. Then show me who you are as the God of War whom Asuraâs body fears.â
Then Shiva gently pushed Isis on the back.
âShow me, and then come back.â
Asuraâs sword was aiming for her neck, and at that moment, Isis thought the movement felt so slow.
It was odd.
It was a speed that she couldnât respond to until then, but now it seemed quite slow.
Isis was still weak, but she thought she could avoid it.
After slightly turning her body to the side, she stepped on the ground with heavy steps and stood up.
Swish!
There was a sharp crackling sound in her ears. Asura saw the weapon cut through the air and was shocked.
âAvoided it?â
Until just then, she was nothing more than a corpse, so he just swung it in a lazy manner, but he didnât think she would dodge it.
And that wasnât all.
âI missed the move for just a second? Me?â
It had been Isis who seemed slow a second before and swift the next, but now Asura couldnât even see her movements despite his excellent vision.
He glared at Isis, who stood a little far away. She still had her head down and her arms drooping.
He couldnât feel anything from her. Isis was exhausted, and so was her strength. She was so weak that a push of a finger could make her collapse.
âIs this a coincidence?â
He did hear about strange things happening before death, and when he thought Isis might be going through it, it seemed funny to him.
âAre you planning to use your last ditch effort? That is interesting in its own way.â
A strong curiosity arose in him when the boring opponent had an unexpected side. Born only to fight, Asura licked his tongue.
âIt only became fun at the end. Come now. I will watch your last struggle.â
âAggressionâŠâ
Then Isis slowly raised her head. Her eyes were bloody, and she couldnât see what was in front of her.
But she could still feel where the opponent was.
âIn this state, it would be difficult for you to hold your face up in front of Jamie.â
It was a position she expected but had to live up to. She still couldnât recognize whether Shiva, who appeared in front of her now, was real or an illusion.
But what he said touched her.
âThis is my strength.â
Although Shiva did hand it over, she always thought it wasnât hers. So it felt like she had been put in shackles alone.
It was too late, but she was glad to have realized it now.
If she hadnât, it would have been really irreversible.
Isis spoke in a weary voice,
âLetâs finish this quickly.â
âIf you want to, I can kill you in one hit.â
Asura raised his six weapons and moved toward Isis. He was so fast that not even a trace remained. And in an instant, Asura reached out to Isis and stabbed her with his six weapons. Meanwhile, Isis just looked at the flying weapons with wide eyes.
Puak!
It was the sound of digging into her clothes, and Asura looked at Isis with a blank look. Blood trickled down her mouth.
âInteresting. At the last minute.â
âAsura, not even onceâŠâ
Isis said as she pulled out her fist from Asuraâs chest.
ââŠhave you crossed the God of War.â
âTsk.â
Asura collapsed as he clicked his tongue. While looking at the fallen Asura, Isis lost consciousness and collapsed.
Jeok Jun-kyung wiped off the blood from his sword with a cloth.
âI donât know if your reincarnated body isnât that good, or your skills have gone rusty.â
Diomedes gasped and grabbed his stomach. The cut was pretty deep.
The blood that was falling from his hand didnât stop. It was because of Jeok Jun-kyungâs ability.
âBleeding.â
It was simple, but the ability had the best impact against swordsmen.
Compared to other splendid powers, it may not seem that great, but since the owner of the ability was Jeok Jun-kyung, the story changes.
He was the strongest swordsman who brought the warriors of his time to their knees with just one sword, and was his own teacher.
âI thought Iâd caught up a bit.â
In his previous life, he wasnât so far behind Jeok Jun-kyung.
It was because Diomedes was superior to Jeok Jun-kyung in terms of talent, but he couldnât catch up because he died.
The problem was that right now, Jeok Jun-kyung was stronger than before.
âYou got something from Ra?â
âDid I get something? As if.â
Jeok Jun-Kyung smiled as he began to move his sword in the air.
âI cannot do that. You learned the sword from me, and you ask me such a question?â
ââŠright.â
Jeok Jun-kyung was someone who was obsessed with strength more than anyone else. Even during the Resistance, he was the only man who didnât get pushed back by Diablo and constantly trained to go shoulder-to-shoulder with him.
However, he was extremely against the idea of receiving help from others.
He was the type of person who believed he had to work hard on his own to become stronger. So there was no way heâd accept Raâs help.
âDio, old colleague. Come to me now.â
Dio frowned at these sudden words.
âYou changed, what happened to your mind?â
âYou do not understand the truth of the world. If you stay here, you will live your life being deceived.â
âI donât know what nonsense you heard from Ra, but since you came back to life, you seem to have forgotten everything about the past, huh?â
âMany of my comrades died in the fight against the 12 Gods. I donât know about you, but I woke up after sleeping for tens of thousands of years. Do you know what that means?â
When Diomedes didnât respond, he said with a bitter look,
âTo me, that day feels like yesterday.â
Diomedesâs eyes shook a little.
âMy comrades died just yesterday. You died in front of me, Jane died. Diablo was missing.â
âThen why?! Why did you have to go under that bastard when you can recall such memories!â
He couldnât understand it.
If his mind was still in the days of the past, shouldnât he hate Ra?
Right after waking up, it was clear that he had been brainwashed by Ra. But now it didnât seem like it, thenâŠ
Jeok Jun-Kyung shook his head at his angry voice.
âI was thinking about killing him too. How can I hold back when the enemy is right in front of me? But the thing is, Dio.â
After staying quiet for a second, he opened his mouth as if he was saying a secret.
âWould you believe it if we were to fight for the enemy?â
âFor the enemy? Are you talking about the 12 Gods who are our enemies?â
âIâm sure it is difficult to understand. It was the same for me. But that is the truth.â
âAs I thought, you were brainwashed by Ra.â
âIt would have been better if that happened. At least that means everything I know is a lie too. Too bad it isnât.â
âWhat are you even saying? If you have something to say, say it directly!â
âSimply put, this world is fake.â
âThen are you saying there is a first world?â
He had already heard about it from Jamie.
The world they were in now was the second world, and the first one was under Raâs control. They were shocked, but it wasnât a reason to side with the Gods.
But Jeok Jun-kyung shook his head.
âNo.â
âThen what do you mean by fake?â
âThe whole world. The first and second are both fake.â
ââŠ?â
âYour parents, friends, allies, the enemies, and even you. All of those are fake.â
âWhat nonsense is this? Why is everything fake?â
âBecause Gaia did it. It happened a long time ago, at the time when the world was born. Gaia sacrificed two beings, who were trying to create a world with her to create a pillar, and she created a world that could fulfill her own ideals. A world that is like a toy that she can build and destroy like a sand castle whenever she wants. Do you get what Iâm saying?â
To be honest, he didnât understand it.
Diomedes wasnât smart, and he couldnât fully understand this kind of cosmic story.
And with a face as if he already knew that, Jeok Jun-kyung said,
âTo put it simply, we are just empty bodies. Like dolls with a bit of free will.â
When he first heard about it, he didnât believe it.
However, Ra constantly came up with reasons to convince him, and they were all undeniable.
It was shocking, as if the sky collapsed. It was hard to believe that he had been protecting a lie.
âAll of this is Gaiaâs play. If she wants it, the world will go back to the beginning and start anew. So the Sun God is stopping that. He will take away the control from Gaia and infuse the reality into this world of lies. So come over here.â
Hearing that, Diomedes looked shocked.
âYou moron.â
âWhat?â
âHow is all of this fake?â
âThis is all created by GaiaâŠâ
âThe food you taste, the scent you smell. The calluses on your palm from sword training, the emotions like laughing and talking nonsense. The sadness at the death of our comrades. You call all of that fake?â
Diomedes shouted at the top of his throat.
âYou have really gone insane, you bastard!â
Kwang!!
A huge explosion rose.
âDiablo, Jane, Maymil, you and me. Does this mean everything we have done together is all fake?!â
Jeok Jun-kyung frowned as he felt his skin cut.
Diomedes changed. He became more powerful than before.
âI will rip out your rotten brain and fix it.â
âThink about whether the pain you will feel from now on is also fake.â
Unable to find an agreement, the two clashed again.