Chapter 104: Even the Absolute Being Is a First-Time Dad
Absolute One's First Time Being a Dad - Chapter 104
The hunters stationed around the Lujiazui financial trade district—the site of the Gate's emergence—were making final preparations to enter when disaster struck.
"W-Wave Phenomenon detected!"
The shout from a disaster management official sent waves of confusion through the assembled hunters.
"H-How...?"
Not only had China's S-rank hunters been deployed, but dozens of their subordinates had also volunteered as the vanguard to suppress the Gate. Unless they'd been completely annihilated, there was no reason for a Wave Phenomenon to occur now.
Even if they had been wiped out, the Gate had only just appeared—far too soon for a Wave Phenomenon.
"What the hell..."
So Cheon-pung's face turned deathly pale as the image of her father, 'Tae Cheon-pung,' flashed through her mind—the man who'd led the majority of their sect's hunters into the Gate.
Then it happened.
A humanoid figure emerged from the spatial rift and descended gracefully to the ground.
Tap.
The entity landed softly, scanning its surroundings before speaking in an eerily calm voice:
"Where is ■■■ now?"
The overwhelming pressure radiating from it froze every hunter in place, leaving them gaping in shock.
"N-No way..."
Several Korean and Japanese hunters who caught a glimpse of its face couldn't hide their bewilderment.
"H-How is this possible...?"
The "boss monster" that had emerged from the massive rift bore an exact resemblance to Kang-jun. Even the quality and magnitude of the presence they felt from it seemed nearly identical to his.
As everyone stood paralyzed, staring at the sudden Gate-born threat—
"Form ranks—!"
Cheon-pung suddenly screamed, veins bulging in her neck as she snapped open her fan with a whoosh.
"Heavenly Wind Slash."
She swung the fan violently toward the entity, unleashing a colossal blade of wind pressure that surged forward like a razor-sharp crescent moon.
Whoooooosh—!
The slicing gales howled as they raced toward their target—only for the entity to casually draw its sword and deflect every single one with a single, effortless swing.
Rumble—!
The deflected wind blades crashed into nearby skyscrapers reinforced with advanced materials, reducing them to rubble in seconds.
"I asked where ■■■ is."
It repeated the question calmly.
"Stop standing around gawking!"
Cheon-pung snarled, gripping her fan tighter as she charged forward.
"Heavenly Wind Step."
A sudden gust wrapped around her feet, propelling her high into the air. She unleashed another barrage of wind blades downward—only for the entity to deflect them all straight back at her.
"Tch—!"
She barely managed to cross her arms in time as the counterattack slammed into her, sending her crashing to the asphalt like a drenched butterfly.
BOOM—!
Dust erupted from the impact point as Cheon-pung's subordinates finally snapped out of their daze and rushed to her aid.
"What the hell is even happening...?"
Jung Yoon-chan bit his lip and checked his phone. Kang-jun hadn't responded to his last message.
"We have to hold it off—!"
He had no idea why this "boss monster" looked identical to Kang-jun, but they needed to buy time until he arrived.
"Now!"
Yoon-chan lunged forward, with Nuclear Samurai right behind him.
"Absolute Zero!"
Seol Eun-bin unleashed a concentrated burst of mana from the rear, instantly freezing the entity's right hand solid.
"Eat this—!"
Go Du-yeol smashed his fist into the ground with all his might, destabilizing the terrain beneath the entity's feet.
"Now!"
Yoon-chan and Nuclear Samurai reached the entity simultaneously, their blades flashing toward its throat—
"Answer my question."
It spoke as if existing in a separate timeframe entirely.
"Where is ■■■?"
In one motion, it parried both strikes and countered with movements too fast to follow.
"Guh—!"
Yoon-chan coughed blood as the sword pierced his abdomen.
"Again...!"
Time reversed abruptly—the sound of a clock ticking backward as everything reset to seconds before the fatal strike.
"Dammit...!"
The scenario repeated multiple times, yet no one could so much as scratch the entity.
"It seems I'll have to search myself."
The 'Discarded ■■■' tightened its grip on its sword, the blade beginning to glow with an eerie blue light.
"Fall back—!"
Yoon-chan instinctively shouted a warning to all hunters present.
"Everyone scatter—!"
As the entity raised its sword overhead, an indistinct narrative—whether voice or living text—resonated through the air:
『 It was the "Sword Master" whom none could oppose—a single stroke capable of felling mountains and parting seas. 』
Then—
"Hm?"
The Discarded ■■■ noticed a battleship floating high above.
"■■■..."
Someone leaped from the ship's bow, descending toward it. The entity adjusted its stance just as—
"Is that Naglfar?"
Kang-jun's voice cut through the air as their blades clashed mid-descent.
CLANG—!
The sudden newcomer locked blades with the entity, their faces inches apart as sparks flew.
"What the..."
Kang-jun's eyes narrowed as he took in his doppelgänger.
"You look just like me."
He pressed the offensive, unleashing a relentless barrage with Chojigenken—yet the Discarded ■■■ remained unfazed.
"■■■."
It spoke with absolute certainty.
"You cannot defeat me with a sword."
It knew the laws and truths of this world drifting like dust through the void of '■■.'
"The sword was my foundation."
Its counterattack came swift and brutal.
Clash! Clang! SCREECH—!
This time, it was Kang-jun being driven back as the entity continued:
"Your foundation was never the sword."
The Creator God had inscribed its nature during creation: "The Sword Master whom none could oppose." Meanwhile, Kang-jun's legend bore different words: "The Necromancer who reached the 9th Circle."
At least in swordsmanship, it was certain of its invincibility.
"What nonsense—!"
Clang! Clang! SCREECH—!
Contrary to its expectations, Kang-jun parried every strike effortlessly—until finally:
Thunk—!
His blade carved deep into the entity's shoulder.
Then.
Another narrative—whether text or voice—echoed through the abyss:
『 After sealing the Discarded ■■■ in the slumbering dimension where all world laws slept... 』
『 The Creator God began inscribing new words during the creation of the next ■■■: 』
『 "The ultimate Necromancer who reached the unreachable 9th Circle." 』
A strange tapping noise reverberated worldwide.
『 Then came hesitation. 』
『 "Perhaps this is excessive..." 』
『 "But if it is to be ■■■..." 』
Kang-jun's sword continued etching wounds across the entity's body.
『 Drawing from experience as one of the Watching Eyes, the Creator added one final line: 』
The Discarded ■■■'s face twisted in dawning horror as the words resounded:
『 "He must master all weapons." 』
This was the birth myth.
Of Lee Kang-jun.