Chapter 333
Chapter 333
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Translator: Ryuma
Chapter: 333
Chapter Title: Butterfly Effect (2)
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A newly born inner universe deep within Park Chan-woo's core.
He meticulously filled it with everything he possessed.
Kwaaaaang!
Infinitely expanding light and mana intertwined, devouring space itself as it swelled.
Finally, the heart of Sepiro at its center began to tremble.
The heart thrashed like a living thing, trying to escape Park Chan-woo's control, but it was already too late.
Kwaduk!
Rugged cracks spread across the heart's surface.
Intangible chains wrapped around it, crushing its resistance.
All the will and traces embedded in the heart's core were thoroughly collapsing.
Sepiro's barriers, traps, and schemes were now meaningless.
Everything had been reversed.
The heart was now subjugated to Park Chan-woo.
He slowly clenched it in his hand.
Thump! Thump!
Sepiro's heart pulsed violently, but it soon calmed down gradually.
It was no longer Sepiro's.
It had become a perfect version of himself, fully dominated within the inner universe.
However, this subjugated heart wasn't the one from the future he had brought back upon regression.
It was another heart.
'The heart possessed by Sepiro's main body in the present.'
The heart that Sepiro's clone had offered as a sacrifice within the Great Rift.
He had now completely claimed ownership of that heart.
Until now, it had merely existed; he couldn't wield its mana.
But not anymore.
The sacrifice had been bound to him, and Sepiro had completely lost one heart.
It went without saying that this alone would deal a massive blow to the bastard.
'I can feel it.'
The vast universe, the mana.
And the magic.
Of course, for now, he could only wield the mana.
'If I reach the end of this...'
One certainty dawned on him.
If he absorbed all the pieces of the unfathomable.
'I will be able to use any magic I desire.'
He would become the true Archmage that everyone dreamed of.
He would finally wield the ultra-high-tier magics he couldn't use even in the past.
Inside the Great Rift.
Having devoured the Spear of the Outer God, Sepiro's clone had become an 'Outer God' itself.
Its form was no longer that of a dragon—it was something entirely different.
Endless errors surged in ceaselessly.
Yet they could not corrupt the mind of the Transcendent Dragon Sepiro.
He had merely assimilated them.
Sepiro slowly opened his eyes.
Beyond the Great Rift unfolding before him lay infinite chaos—an endless darkness and errors that tore into his body without respite.
But now, he had gained 'understanding' within it.
"So Outer Gods are weapons that take the form of transcendence."
They eroded and collapsed the world's laws simply by existing.
Sepiro's consciousness had reached such a high dimension that it deserved the title 'Transcendent Dragon,' allowing him to comprehend even this.
Kwaaaaang!
As Sepiro's clone swung its arm, the legion of endless errors shattered and scattered.
It was an overwhelming power that even subjugated super Outer Gods.
The infinitely layered walls of errors crumbled, opening a path inside the Great Rift.
"Not errors, but dreams."
I see.
This power called errors in the Abyss was, to them, hopes and dreams.
The Outer Gods who had transcended by devouring dreams from the other side were trying to cross into the Abyss.
His clone had transcended even further by absorbing those dreams.
"Now it's my turn."
Sepiro twisted his body, wildly lashing out with the tentacles extending across his entire form.
Brilliant light exploded from their tips, tearing the super Outer God's form apart in an instant.
Kwagwagwang!
Light and darkness intersected, twisting the entire Great Rift.
Sepiro spread his wings at the center of the chaos.
The mana emanating from his existence was vast enough to surpass dimensions.
The super Outer God thrashed violently, extending a massive hand.
Endlessly overlapping giant hands came crashing down on Sepiro.
But the tentacles extending from Sepiro's body shredded all that chaos.
Kwaduduk!
The Great Rift itself screamed and convulsed.
Sepiro's existence had already transcended even errors.
Not even the super Outer God, reborn as an Outer God by devouring chaos and dreams, could handle him.
"Dreams cannot defeat reality, super Outer God."
A chilling light flickered in Sepiro's eyes.
"I am your reality."
The super Outer God screamed once more, unleashing a intense wave of dreams, but even that was absorbed by Sepiro's tentacles.
Though the super Outer God was clearly attacking, the bizarre phenomenon occurred where Sepiro grew stronger instead.
He was becoming their doom of his own accord.
It was at that moment.
Thump!
Suddenly, his chest felt hollow.
A sense of emptiness washed over him, as if a massive existence had been ripped away.
"What...?"
He instantly pinpointed the cause of this phenomenon.
One heart had vanished without a trace.
Sepiro hurriedly looked inward, but it was too late.
Mana rapidly drained away.
"How dare you take what I offered as a sacrifice?"
Absolute death.
He had temporarily offered one heart as a sacrifice to that bastard.
To sustain his existence perfectly as a 'negative being' within this Great Rift.
He had made it possible through a slight deviation, but that had become his own undoing.
The deferred sacrifice had been forcibly seized by the enemy.
A crack formed in the Transcendent Dragon's perfect mind.
The mental barriers surrounding him like shields rapidly crumbled.
As if waiting for that gap, countless errors madly burrowed into Sepiro's core.
"How dare you...!!!"
Sepiro thrashed violently.
It was the butterfly effect.
He didn't know where it had started or where it ended, but the consequences were uncontrollable.
And.
The repercussions of Sepiro losing one heart didn't stop there.
The main body connected to the clone, even the Transcendent Dragon's mind, began to be corroded.
Bahamut sought out the Heavenly Realm.
The world of immortals connected to the peak of the Mountain of Cultivators.
"...Sepiro's plaything, huh."
Ta Baek was there.
The Godslayer Ta Baek.
The existence that had reigned at the summit of the Mountain of Cultivators.
However, he was now trapped in an 'egg.'
To be precise.
All the immortals who had been there had become nutrients.
Probably Sepiro's doing.
He had evolved 'Ta Baek' further by using the immortals as fertilizer.
The result was truly horrific.
Ta Baek was far removed from any human form.
An ominously black goat.
All sorts of existences had been fused together, with a 'god' at the end.
"Owner of the Cradle. You hid well, only to get caught by Sepiro in the end."
It was the 'Owner of the Cradle.'
The god Sepiro had been searching for with interest.
All gods had been annihilated by demons, but a tiny few had survived in hiding like this.
Yet, it seemed he had finally been found.
Discovered by Sepiro in the end, fused with Ta Baek and the immortals.
The ancient Dragon God Bahamut stroked his chin.
He knew Sepiro's plaything was here, but its existence was far greater than expected.
Whatever he was trying to create, it had gone too far.
What was certain was—
Kwajik!
Suddenly, the air convulsed.
Bahamut furrowed his brow, staring at Ta Baek.
"The connection's severed?"
As the oppressive domination from Sepiro cut off, the Owner of the Cradle's body began to tremble convulsively. The black goat's form distorted, screaming.
Kraaaaaak!
At the same time, the 'egg' shattered rapidly, and the remains of the immortals who had become nutrients exploded outward.
Blood, chaos, and a storm of mana erupted all at once.
At its center, the Owner of the Cradle slowly rose.
Bahamut's eyes narrowed.
'That's no longer the Owner of the Cradle.'
The Owner of the Cradle was 'another beginning' and the 'God of Wisdom.'
A form unimaginable for such a wise and divine god.
A massive black goat mingled with chaos and madness.
Innumerable arms, eyes, and wings grotesquely entangled.
From the endless gaps of chaos, ferocious mana surged.
Krrrar... Aaaaaaah!
The mad howl shook the entire Heavenly Realm.
Its very existence was a calamity.
The worst creation among the monsters Sepiro had made.
"He created a monster rivaling the Twelve Sovereigns."
Bahamut muttered lowly.
The Owner of the Cradle glared with bulging eyes and turned toward Bahamut.
The gaze of chaos pierced his flesh.
For a moment, a chill ran down Bahamut's spine.
He scowled.
What an insolent creature.
It wasn't impossible to eliminate the monster here and now.
But...
'The connection to Sepiro is severed...'
Did Sepiro's clone that entered the rift die?
If not, why would the Owner of the Cradle he had so carefully crafted go berserk?
He abandoned the thought of taming Sepiro's plaything.
It wasn't the type that could be tamed in the first place.
After a brief contemplation, Bahamut turned away without regret.
"Rampage as you please, foolish beast."
Now wasn't the time to deal with a mere beast.
The world shook.
The balance of the Abyss, the boundaries between dimensions, were rapidly weakening.
With the Sanctuaries that guarded the balance, and even their divine beasts, absent.
Uncontrollable chaos began to unfold.
"...Something's coming."
"It's trying to tear through the barriers and burst out."
The demons reacted first.
Demons of Demon God rank and above simultaneously sensed the rifts and waves in the Abyss.
What they instinctively perceived was no longer a mere 'incident.'
This was a catastrophe.
But there were those even more hushed than them.
...The gods.
Gods hidden throughout the world began to tremble in terror, as if by prior agreement.
Kraaaaaak───!
The massive existence in the form of a black goat indiscriminately devoured surrounding dimensions, creating a vortex of madness.
Its gaze instantly located the hidden gods.
-You...!
-Owner of the Cradle!
-Where has your wise form gone!
-How could you succumb to evil!
Even more astonishing was what followed.
The black goat, the Owner of the Cradle, began devouring the gods it found.
The gods screamed and struggled, but resistance was futile.
They were merely reduced to nutrients.
Each time the essences of the hidden gods seeped into the Owner of the Cradle's flesh, the black goat's form grew even larger and more grotesque.
By the time everyone realized it.
Its power already encompassed demons and all races.