Chapter 431
Chapter 431
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Translator: Ryuma
Chapter: 431
Chapter Title: Racial War (70)
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The secret channel of the Creator Community was on the verge of exploding.
Dozens, hundreds of Creators and Demon Lords were tangled in a fierce debate.
Anger and frustration boiled over.
Especially from the Creators who had bet massive amounts of Coins on Jepar's victory—they looked ready to storm the Racial War and snap Park Chan-woo's neck themselves.
But voices mocking their rage were just as loud.
The gambling den's atmosphere turned hostile in an instant.
Those who bet on "Jepar's victory" snarled at those who bet on "Park Chan-woo's victory."
Many nodded in agreement.
They argued that the overwhelming display from Park Chan-woo and Jepar's utter powerlessness meant the true victor was already decided.
But the conservative Demon Gods and Creators who bet on Jepar scoffed.
Their logic was simple and clear.
The only criterion for victory was 'death'.
The two sides were evenly matched.
One emphasized 'spiritual defeat', the other 'physical survival'.
One focused on the 'process' and 'content' of the battle, the other solely on the 'result'.
That was when it happened.
The Creator who had opened the betting pool proposed an 'additional bet'.
No sooner had Mammon's incitement ended than the results were glaringly obvious.
Kwaaaaa—!
Mountainous piles of Coins poured like a waterfall into the 'Park Chan-woo's victory' option.
Even Creators who had just been screaming that Jepar's survival meant no defeat were silently tossing their Coins onto Park Chan-woo.
Their mouths defended Jepar, but their Coins were brutally honest.
In moments, the odds tilted overwhelmingly at 99:1.
They denied it with words, but everyone already knew.
Even in a rematch, Jepar could never beat that human.
The deepest depths of the Abyss.
A space where even the flow of time lost meaning, nine lonely thrones arrayed.
No existence dared peek here—it was the sanctuary of the great Nine Lords alone.
The silence that should have lasted eons was subtly trembling today.
Their gazes were fixed on a single small play unfolding at the 'Shrinking Truth Station'.
[...Charpham, is it?]
The one called the root of all evil, the 'Master of the Colossal Serpent', spoke.
He gazed at the massive abyss entity that had appeared behind Park Chan-woo and devoured a spear infused with his own authority in one gulp.
Charpham.
[Wasn't the 'Dimensional Encounterer' supposed to have vanished?]
Another lord recognized the colossal Outer God's presence.
Long ago, the 'Heavenly Demon' who defined himself as the demon of the heavens had subjugated and led the Dimensional Encounterer Charpham—a fact they all knew.
But the decisive reason they remembered 'Dimensional Encounterer Charpham' had nothing to do with the Heavenly Demon.
[Charpham was the first to burst from that 'Great Rift'.]
[You're talking about the Third Great Rift.]
[...The Great Rift where 'that Outer God' appeared.]
A low murmur from one lord.
A name like a nightmare to all beings in the Abyss.
The 'Third Great Rift'.
Before that, 'Great Rifts' were seen as mere unpredictable natural disasters.
But the Third was different.
It was the first 'disaster with will', nearly swallowing the entire Abyss.
From the rift's gap descended a transcendent Outer God that denied all laws of the Abyss—unimaginable.
That Outer God moved for one purpose: 'devouring'.
It ate planets, chewed dimensions, even made gods' divinities its nourishment.
Before its overwhelming power, all factions ruling the Abyss at the time were forced to unite for the first time.
Only then did all races of the Abyss recognize 'Great Rifts' not as mere disasters, but existential threats to their survival.
And.
The entity that opened the curtain of that horrific calamity.
The first herald emerging from the Great Rift, foretelling the chaos to follow.
The 'Dimensional Encounterer' Charpham.
Thus, Charpham was called the 'Dimensional Encounterer'.
Not just for crossing dimensions, but because it was the very gate that 'encountered' the Abyss with unknown calamity.
Yet.
The Dimensional Encounterer Charpham was following a human.
That inscrutable divine being.
['The Devouring Outer God'......]
[It does seem that way at a glance.]
[So, the human himself is an 'Outer God' shaped like a human?]
The moment the hypothesis was voiced, all nine thrones vibrated faintly.
It went beyond mere speculation—the only, most plausible explanation for all the inexplicable phenomena so far.
An Outer God in human skin.
Then everything made sense.
Power ignoring Abyss's laws, authority subjugating the Dimensional Encounterer, the devouring nature turning all into sustenance!
[The recent Great Rifts prove it. Outer Gods are evolving too.]
[Not appearing as massive, chaotic forms like before, but infiltrating the Abyss in more cunning, intelligent shapes.]
[Their emergence methods may have changed as well.]
A real threat.
Especially.
[...We can't let it get any closer to the truth.]
[Agreed.]
For the first time in ages, all nine lords aligned.
At the same moment.
Dragon God Sepiro sat upon his jade throne.
Oppressive mana swirled around him, shaking the entire temple.
'He's crossing the line.'
He had watched Park Chan-woo's every move.
Through the Racial War broadcast, through the dragons' reports.
'Daring to challenge... my domain.'
Park Chan-woo had invaded Sepiro's domain.
Not just Ataraxia and Darkan's betrayal.
The ability to purify errors.
Even the 'Charpham' that had swept the demons moments ago was a fragment of purified error by Park Chan-woo.
In other words.
Park Chan-woo was his most dangerous, lethal 'natural predator'.
-Daiar.
The leader of the Radiant Clan.
Among dragonkin, the most prestigious of the three bloodlines—Radiant, Truth, Eternity—one who led them.
His majesty and potential were incomparable to other dragons.
Sepiro commanded him directly.
-With your own hands, erase it.
Of course, even Demon God Jepar had failed.
Daiar alone would struggle now too.
But that was fine.
Sepiro had prepared 'contingencies' for this.
Moreover, that place was perfect for his contingency to emerge.
-Awaken.
Sepiro's will germinated the seed dormant in the depths of Daiar's soul.
The noble Radiant's wish resonated with Sepiro's corrupted divine power, screaming in horror.
Light was devoured by darkness, order yielded to chaos.
Soon, Daiar began mutating into an 'error', an 'Outer God'.
Golden scales melted, replaced by countless eyes and screaming mouths.
His very existence became a massive contradiction denying the world's laws.
Kwarrrrum—!
The path was blocked.
From all sides, countless threats converged on Park Chan-woo alone, for various reasons.
"Kill it! The Outer God in human skin!"
The demons moved first.
The Nine Lords' decree was absolute.
They turned blades from each other, surging toward Park Chan-woo like a massive wave.
Burning only with fanatical murderous intent to fulfill their lord's command.
And not just that.
《A new 'Great Rift' is opening in the 'Shrinking Truth Station'.》
《'Radiant Daiar' is opening the Great Rift's gate.》
《'Radiant Daiar' is being corrupted and reborn as a complete 'Outer God'.》
Even the presence of Outer God Daiar approaching from afar with a Great Rift.
So afraid of the truth coming out?
'Surrounded on all sides.'
In this hopeless situation, Park Chan-woo chuckled.
It made sense, though.
With the situation broadcast to all races.
The fragile alliance of the great Nine Lords.
And if Sepiro's collusion with them became known, the blow would be incalculable.
The entire landscape could flip.
So.
'I just need to break through.'
Just punch through.
That massive wave.
But divine power release was already used.
Recharge took time after one use.
Malevolent God Baal wasn't the answer to break this either.
Then, Primal God Arcana spoke.