Even the Absolute One is New to Fatherhood Chapter 165

It happened a very long time ago.

"Attack!"

Though much time had passed, Baal still remembered that day vividly.

At the time, Baal had been studying a map inside his tent.

He was deep in thought, trying to figure out how to kill even one more of his brothers.

Then, a demon soldier burst in, panting heavily.

Naturally, he assumed it was one of his brothers.

"Who is it?"

There were already over seventy brothers eyeing the throne of the Demon King.

Of course, he thought one of them had launched an attack with their army.

Several brothers who had recently expanded their forces in a short time came to mind.

"Rank 3, 'Vassago'!"

"No..."

"Then Rank 5, 'Marbas'!"

"No..."

"Then who the hell is attacking?"

The demon soldier who had rushed in gasped out a name.

"Immortal..."

It was the name of a calamity from another world.

"A human calling himself Immortal is leading an army of the dead, turning the entire demon realm into a wasteland."

At the time, Baal muttered softly.

"Immortal?"

Wasn't 'Immortal' a term referring to an undying being?

How dare some human call himself that?

"What absolute bullshit."

He thought the ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠man was just some reckless fool who didn't know his place.

"Some insignificant human who'd die from a few stabs to the gut dares to call himself 'undying' or 'immortal'?"

Even he, who was called the Demon King by all demons, wouldn't dare claim immortality.

"Let's go."

Baal stepped out of the tent.

"I'll crush that arrogant human."

At the time, he didn't realize.

That in truth...

He would be the one getting crushed.

"Who's going to tear who apart?"

At Kang-jun's question, Baal barely managed to regain his composure.

Only then did the reality unfolding before him sink in.

"How the hell are you here...?"

Immortal wasn't the only problem.

'Even the ones standing beside him don't seem ordinary...'

Then, Kang-jun answered quietly.

"Unfortunately..."

As Kang-jun trailed off and suddenly took a step forward, Baal flinched and instinctively stepped back.

Crunch, crack—

Before he could even take a few steps, Kang-jun stopped abruptly and stomped down hard on the cyborg's head, crushing it to pieces as he continued.

"This is my home dimension."

At those words, Baal muttered under his breath, "Fuck!" His face paled as his eyes darted around frantically.

'I'm screwed...!'

So, out of the countless dimensions in the Abyss, he had been summoned to Immortal's home dimension?

"Of all the damn places..."

Then, Baal's gaze shifted to the hooded cultists gathered in small groups.

"You idiots, why summon me here of all places?!"

If his guess was right, they had summoned him to Immortal's home dimension.

Just then, one of the cultists, seemingly overwhelmed with reverence, exclaimed:

"O Baal, punish those insolent fools and bring ruin upon this world!"

At the cultist's fervent words, Baal's veins bulged in his neck as he snapped back.

"You brainless morons!"

"O Baal...?"

"How the hell am I supposed to stop that monster?!"

After his defeat to Kang-jun, Baal had spent a long time hiding in a remote dimension somewhere in the Abyss, biding his time.

'Of course, I gained power far beyond what I had before...'

But perhaps because the memory of that defeat was still seared into his mind?

He found it hard to move forward.

"Fuck this! If you wanna stop him, you do it!"

His plan was to find an escape route while these idiots stalled Immortal.

"Stop him now—!"

As Baal desperately pointed at Kang-jun, the cultists hesitantly moved to surround him and his group.

"Th-this is a test of our faith!"

"Y-yes, the divine will is testing us!"

"Prove your devotion, all of you!"

Even just seeing how Kang-jun had obliterated Dr. Alpha Boom's cyborg in one strike made it clear he wasn't an easy opponent...

"Wow, you're really willing to die for this?"

Their fanatical devotion seemed to have erased even their fear of death.

"Tsk."

Kang-jun, who had been silently watching the scene, narrowed his eyes slightly and murmured.

"Still can't break old habits, huh?"

Then, he immediately followed up.

"You still wait to move until after watching your underlings get slaughtered, don't you?"

And with that, he summoned black magic into both hands.

Whoooosh—

The dense black magic began condensing, gradually taking the form of thick, solid chains.

"I'll spare your lives—briefly—since I need to hand you over to the Bureau for ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠interrogation."

The cultists immediately rushed at Kang-jun...

"You think things will go your way?!"

As soon as Kang-jun finished speaking and stretched out his hand, the chains forged from black magic shot forward.

Shhhhk—!

The chains split into multiple strands, slithering like snakes as they coiled tightly around the cultists' necks...

"Already going my way, see?"

As Kang-jun clenched his fist, the cultists clutched their reddening faces, gasping for air...

Ghk—!

One by one, they collapsed to the ground, foaming at the mouth.

The carotid artery was a vital point—just a few seconds of pressure was enough to knock someone out.

Any more, and they'd stop breathing entirely.

"I should've killed you properly back then..."

Kang-jun's trailing words shifted as he turned his gaze to Baal.

"Should I fix that mistake now?"

As all the cultists lost consciousness within seconds, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Baal suddenly shouted.

"I've gotten much stronger than before!"

"Looks like it."

"I've obtained a special power!"

With that, he pounded his chest with his fists—Boom! Boom!—and roared defiantly.

"That's right! I was planning to hunt you down one day and tear you to pieces!"

"Good luck with that."

"Now that it's come to this, it's do or die! I'll repay you for all the humiliation you made me suffer!"

With that, Baal charged at Kang-jun like a madman.

"Die, Immortal!"

His claim of being stronger wasn't a lie.

'Divine power...'

Though the circumstances were unclear, Baal had undoubtedly obtained divine power.

"Die! Die! Just die already!"

Baal's fingers curled like the talons of a bird of prey as he lunged for Kang-jun's throat without hesitation.

Whoooosh—!

At the same time, countless living texts erupted from Baal, swirling violently around him.

『 Once called the Demon King who ruled the demon realm, Baal fled to the outer reaches of the Abyss after his defeat to ■■■. 』

The achievements and narratives of Baal, now ascended to godhood, began to surge wildly...

"Whoa, he's dangerous!"

The two Flower-Fruit Mountain deities and Thor, who had been watching from behind Kang-jun, reflexively stepped back.

Outer beings.

A divine power similar to that of the so-called Outer Gods had begun radiating from him.

『 Swearing vengeance, he bided his time, devoting himself to recovering his lost strength and wounded body... 』

『 Pitying him, ■■■■ took notice, granting him the divine power unique to the Outer Gods... 』

『 Some even began to worship him as a god, and his presence grew ever more distinct with each passing day... 』

Soon, the very foundation of the chamber began to shake.

『 Rank 1 of the 72 Demons. 』

『 The Demon King. 』

『 'Baal' finally... 』

Just then, as Kang-jun dodged Baal's relentless attacks, his back finally hit the chamber wall—

Thud!

Realizing there was nowhere left to retreat, Kang-jun tilted his head slightly and looked forward.

"Immortal, you damn rat!"

Baal thrust his hand out—Whoosh!—toward Kang-jun.

『 ...ascended to Demon Godhood. 』

Kang-jun barely dodged by bending backward, then muttered in a tone laced with bemusement.

"Huh, you really have gotten stronger..."

Mistaking his momentary advantage for victory, Baal laughed wildly.

"That's right! I've gotten fucking strong!"

Then, he launched another furious assault, screaming like a madman.

"I don't need to fear you anymore!"

As Kang-jun was pushed back, Pingtian Dasheng stepped forward and shouted.

"Monkey, we have to help him!"

But Qitian Dasheng just crossed his arms, watching calmly.

"Not yet."

Pingtian Dasheng snapped, "What?!" Thor also nodded in agreement.

"I concur."

Then, he added:

"A true warrior would consider outside interference in a duel shameful."

"But if this keeps up, he could get seriously hurt or even die! What the hell—?!"

Qitian Dasheng chuckled.

"Still have a long way to go, little monkey."

"What?"

"No wonder you're the younger brother."

Then, still observing, he said:

"Brother hasn't even used a fraction of his power yet."

Pingtian Dasheng muttered, "What...?" and nervously licked his dry lips...

"Wait...?"

Only then did he realize—Kang-jun wasn't using any divine power. He was fighting purely with his physical body.

"My god..."

Did that mean his physical strength alone could match a god wielding divine power akin to the Outer Gods?

"As expected of him..."

Just as Pingtian Dasheng's murmur faded into the air—

"Got you—!"

Baal finally seized Kang-jun by the throat.

"Now I'll really crush you!"

With enough force to twist his head clean off, Baal tightened his grip.

"Hey."

Kang-jun, his neck in Baal's grasp, asked coldly:

"You think I was just sitting around?"

"What...?"

"While you were getting stronger."

Baal's eyes widened, his lips trembling wordlessly—

Whoooooooosh—!

Then, an unfathomable number of living texts erupted from Kang-jun, swirling violently and beginning to tear the entire chamber apart.

"Did you really think I was slacking off?"

An overwhelming volume of narratives and achievements.

The sole...

Narratives and achievements of ■■■ in this world.

"Oh... fuck..."

Baal let out a hollow laugh as he realized the sheer gap in their power.

"This time too..." ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠

He understood now.

"I'm the one getting crushed..."

The next moment—

KABOOOOOOOM—!

A deafening explosion rang out as Baal's body was hurled across the chamber and slammed into the far wall.