On Hiatus: God's Personal Reasons

Chapter 51: All-Cutting Heavenly Sword's Treasury

Ruuumble!

A clash between demonic armor and muscle armor!

“Uuwoooggh—!”

However, I was the one being pushed back.

I staggered backward, leaving a huge crater in the ground. On the other hand, Johan stood firm, unmoving like an iron wall.

Tzzz!

Moreover, after touching the demonic armor, my shoulder blistered as if burned.

Ugh, what’s this?

My skill appraised it.

[The God of Destroyer’s demonic armor is engraved with a searing curse. Your health and fire resistance will decrease continuously.]

A searing curse?

When he saw me panicking, Johan grinned.

“Brother, hold your breath. Sword of Destruction, come forth!”

Woooong!

Then, a sword manifested in his hand. It emitted a red beam, just like lightsabers in Star Wars. Johan smirked, brandishing the sword.

“Brother, feel the might of God.”

Slaaash!

A crescent-shaped sword qi flew toward me! And it wasn’t just one!

“Ack!”

In an attempt to dodge all the sword qi, I twisted my body in all directions, but there were simply too many of them!

Slash!

I missed one of those sword qi and suffered a diagonal slash across my torso! Thankfully, due to Il-Ho’s Strong Body, it wasn’t fatal, but...

[You have been afflicted with putrefying poison on the God of Destroyer’s Sword of Destruction. Your wound has begun to fester.]

“Cough!”

Thud!

Groaning, I fell to my knees. Pus leaked from the wound on my chest.

Argh, I can’t move at all...

Clunk clunk!

The fully armored Johan charged toward me. He let out a heavy grunt, imposing his momentum on me. Even scarier was the dangling piece of meat on his lower half.

“Bastard, not one step closer! Stay away from Mr. Sword God or die by my sword!” roared Sword Demon.

Despite being in such a grievous state himself, he still stood in front of me. Madness flickered in the eyes of the dying man.

But to our enemy, we must’ve seemed like reckless small fries.

“Worthless insects.”

Johan wielded his lightsaber, amplifying the sword qi.

“Hyaaa—!”

Sword Demon yelled, swinging his sword at the rutilant sword qi lunging toward us—but it was futile.

His sword shattered into pieces.

“Aaargh—!”

Sword demon let out a scream as blood spurted from his newly inflicted injury.

Ssss—

He fell face first to the ground, oozing putrid black blood.

“Mr. Sword Demon!”

The man wouldn’t respond to my call. Was he done for?

“A fitting end for an insect.” Johan sneered.

“You bastard!” I raised my middle finger at Johan.

He frowned, thinking that I was swearing at him.

“Are you insulting—?”

“Convicting Middle Finger of God!”

Poof!

My skill activated, and a black flame the size of my thumb flew toward the pervert.

“Hmph. What are you trying to do with such a weak flame?” Johan swatted the flame with annoyance.

I smiled with satisfaction at his reaction.

I got him!

I recalled the phrase that appeared when I first acquired this skill.

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[Convicting Middle Finger of God]

Category: Innate Power

Description: Yu Il-Shin’s innate power, activated with hellfire and 100,000 sacrifices.

The mighty Yu Il-Shin speaketh, "I’m the arbiter of all evil! Those who go against me will burn in the fires of hell!”

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As per the description, the flame from my skill ruled and judged all evil.

“Hm?”

Almost immediately, the black flame seared Johan’s arm.

“Huh?! Aaahhh!”

For the first time, fear appeared on Johan’s face. This pervert was the biggest scum among everyone I’d ever met. And sure enough, my flame caught onto his evil deeds. It grew in size, burning more fiercely as it threatened to devour him whole.

“Eek!”

Slash!

Out of panic, Johan cut off his own arm with his demonic sword.

Crackle!

His armor might be unscathed, but his left hand had turned into ashes. Johan clutched his self-inflicted injury, gasping. “Huff! Huff! Why wouldn’t it regenerate?! God's blessing is with me! I’m invincible! You—! What have you done to me?!”

A while back, he could still regenerate his pulverized head. But his arm, which had been licked by my black flames, couldn’t.

Instead of answering him, I snapped the black flame on my middle finger with my thumb.

“Convicting Middle Finger of God! Proliferating Thumb of God!”

Then, another black flame bounced off my middle finger, and it wasn’t just one!

Multitude of black flames closed in on Johan, leaving no room for escape.

“O’ Almighty God! Please protect your servant!”

Tzzz!

The lightsaber in Johan’s hand transformed into a gigantic shield, defending him from my flames!

Bam bam bam!

My condemning flames clashed against Johan’s shield! The earth rumbled as if an earthquake had occurred!

However...

Thud, thud.

Johan was still standing. He smirked, holding up the shield that was billowing black smoke in my face.

“Brother, I have to admit, you have the power of an apostle. But that’s it. You’ve already been devoured by my God’s power. Surrender if you wish to live. There won’t be a second chance.”

Tzz!

Johan was right. The skin on my shoulder had been corroded, revealing my shoulder blade. The sword injury on my chest was infested with maggot, oozing with fetid blood.

“It’s... not the end, you pervert.”

Closer, come closer.

I glowered at Johan as he approached me, struggling to raise my ring finger.

Perhaps wary I’d deliver another blow, Johan raised his sword. But I was about to unleash a different skill this time. Honestly, I didn’t really want to use it on myself. I directed my ring finger to my chest injury.

“Healing Ring Finger of God!”

[Calculating the causality rate of the healing target: Yu Il-Shin...]

[A Low-tier God of the 10th realm. Also a member of a lower race of the 8th realm. An existence that can potentially affect the rules between gods and the world.]

Ding!

[You paid 10,000,000 Gcoins for the healing.]

Tzz!

My skill activated, completely healing the cursed wounds on my body. Then, I pointed my ring finger at Sword Demon, who was still spilling red blood.

“Healing Ring Finger of God.”

Ding!

[You paid 1 Gcoin for the healing.]

“Cough cough!”

A veil of white light cascaded upon Sword Demon. Soon, he began gasping for breath.

Thank goodness, he’s still with us...

Still, why did healing him only cost me 1 Gcoin, whereas my own cost 10,000,000 Gcoins?

What a rip-off! This is why I don’t want to use the skill on myself!

Johan saw everything unfolded and was dumbfounded. It was as if his absolute faith had wavered greatly.

“H-how were you able to use the divine power of my God...?”

“How else? Godcoins are the shit!”

Seizing the opportunity, I heavily stomped on the ground.

Bam bam bam!

“Ack!”

The ground shook violently, causing Johan to stagger.

Without missing a beat, I quickly moved behind him, wrapping my arm around his neck. It was one of the two areas unprotected by his armor.

“Got you!”

“Gasp!”

I put Johan into a chokehold—a wrestling technique. It’d stun the opponent by compressing the carotid artery in the neck using an arm.

“Kegh! Cough! Let me go!” Johan screamed, twisting his body in an attempt to break free.

However, he was missing an arm, while mine had expanded to the size of a log, thanks to Il-Ho’s Strong Body. After roughly twenty seconds, Johan finally collapsed, foaming at the mouth.

“Nice.”

Just to be sure, I checked on him a few times until I was fully sure he was out cold. Since my opponent had the ability to regenerate, I tried stunning him, and it worked.

“Let’s get this annoying armor off of him first.” I applied pressure on Johan’s armor.

-Grrr!

In response, the dragon mark on the armor writhed and growled, as if resisting. I ignored it and continued exerting more strength.

Craaaack!

Soon, the armor crumbled like a crab’s shell.

“Still trying to fight back?”

Flick, thump!

I strewn the armor shards all around, then accessed the God’s Shop menu on God-Maker.

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[World-Binding Snake's Rope]

Description: Made of the scales of the Snake of Destruction. Imbued with power that could seal the magic and power of those bound by it.

Special note: Extremely tough

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I purchased another set of ropes, similar to those I had used to restrain the Cheol Siblings. Then, I proceeded to bind Johan tightly. Afraid that one wasn’t enough, I bought five more, wrapping him like a mummy.

Ugh, how tiring...

Ssss, ssss—

Just then, the duration of my Skill Sharing with Il-Ho ended, and my body returned to that of a frail writer’s.

“Is it over?”

Heck, I hadn’t even transmigrated yet, but here I was, single-handedly going up against an evil organization. I didn’t want a repeat of this. I was obviously not made for this. I didn’t want to be a hero! I just wanted to write a story where heroes did great things!

“Oh, right, I have a deadline to rush.” I dropped an email and went off the grid. My editor-in-charge must be out for my blood right now. I needed to think about what excuse to use this time.

Wooong!

All of a sudden, my phone vibrated. Speak of the devil! I glanced at it, but it wasn’t my editor-in-charge. Nor was it my phone.

“...?”

Instead, the epicenter of the vibration was at my feet. It was from the blood-red magic circle that had swallowed the corpses earlier.

Tzzzz!

It glowed with light that was much more sinister than before.

W-what’s that?

At the same time, my stalkers chimed in.

[Infinite Abundance shouted that it was a breach of contract!]

[All-Cutting Heavenly Sword watches the current situation with interest.]

[Silently Crawling Nightmare warns you to run from that place right away.]

[Eternal Seeker glares at “???” with resentment.]

-Grrr...

A bizarre sound came from the blood-red magic circle. An ethereal sensation, brimming with malice, greed, and starvation surged in me. Reflexively, I tried to fend off the overwhelming fear, only to suffer a splitting headache.

“Ugh!”

[Appraisal failed!]

[The level of Blind Eyes of God is too low.]

Thud thud thud! Creaaaak!

“Aaarrgh!”

A sound like something being forcibly ripped apart, accompanied by an earthquake, rang, and threatened to wreck my eardrums.

[Warning! Warning!]

[God of Destroyer “???” is forcefully breaking into Earth!]

Red characters, seemingly written in blood, floated up on the magic circle. Something black tried to emerge from it. I instinctively knew it was something that mustn’t be released into this world.

After all, would a “thing” that had devoured mountains of corpses as if they were nothing have any regard for human lives?

I had to stop it—but how?

“Crushing Forefinger of God!”

I tried to use my power on the magic circle.

[You failed. He’s a Top-tier God unaffected by Yu Il-Shin’s power.]

It didn’t work.

Crackkkk!

At the same time, what appeared to be a sharp, black blade emerged from the magic circle. It looked like the claws of a gigantic beast.

Riiiip!

As it forced its way through the magic circle, a portion of its massive eyeball peeked through the gap, burning like the sun.

-Grrrr!

Plop!

The moment I locked eyes with it, my entire body went limp, and I crumpled to the ground.

The “thing” was simply beyond human comprehension. In fact, it could very well be the real “God” or “Devil” that humans believed or worshiped. A real one, unlike the fake gods in the game I was playing.

Shiver!

I trembled uncontrollably, hyperventilating. I couldn’t even move due to the overwhelming fear and helplessness, let alone escape. Was this how an ant felt when facing a human?

Thus, I could only watch in devastation as the “thing” crawled out of the magic circle.

Am I going to die?

Ding ding!

[The innate power Blind Eyes of God has been activated.]

God-Maker reacted violently. I saw my ants, the Gayami tribe, in the Antrinia world. They were covered in unknown white powder, and were slowly dying one by one. And yet, that didn’t stop them from praying to me.

-God Yu Il-Shin, you mustn’t yield to the evil god! Please use my muscles!

-God Yu Il-Shin, please do not turn reticent! You are this servant’s only God. Please stay strong!

-O’ great and merciful God Yu Il-Shin, I pray for your victory!

The prayers from Il-Ho, Anty, and the rest of the Gayami tribe woke me up. Yes, I wasn’t alone.

“Huff! Huff!”

Puck! Puck!

Punching my legs, which had gone weak, I struggled to get on my feet. But the reality didn’t change. That “thing” wasn’t something I could easily take down. The sword in my backpack jerked violently, as if asking me to use it.

“No.”

I admired its confidence, but the enemy was on an entirely different level—one that a kitchen knife couldn’t wish to overcome.

But, if it’s the sword of a true god...

I looked up and said, “Mr. All-Cutting Heavenly Sword.”

[All-Cutting Heavenly Sword asked why you’re calling for him.]

“As per our deal, let me use your treasury.”

[All-Cutting Heavenly Sword twirls the tip of his sword roughly.]

Regardless, I glared at the monster that was about to emerge from the ground...

“Summon Heavenly Sword Treasury.”

I used it.

Ding!

[You have used one access to All-Cutting Heavenly Sword’s Heavenly Sword Treasury.]

[Heavenly Sword Treasury descends on Earth!]

Riiip!

Then, like an egg hatching, my world shattered.