Chapters Chapter 2. The end of the Absolute, but... (2/2)

“Is that right?”

“Yes, milord.”

“I will do so.”

Alex Rothschild nodded at Lee Gong-Myung’s counsel.

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The great collision that was thought to end easily lasted for three long days and nights.

Valhalla had that great of a military power, and Kang Chul-In also displayed great skill in withstanding the combined efforts of the Overlords.

But his limit was three days.

He was outnumbered. In the face of overwhelming numbers, there was no victory.

Ultimately, the five proud Grand Generals of Valhalla fell one by one, and Kang Chul-In was pushed all the way to his throne inside Valhalla headquarters. As predicted by both sides, Kang Chul-In had lost.

“Hey, you came?”

Kang Chul-In, who sat alone on his throne, greeted the Overlords on the allied side.

Taken aback, the allied Overlords were at a loss for words.

At that moment, the roles had reversed, and it looked as if the defeated Kang Chul-In was the victor, and the victorious Overlords had lost.

Like this, Kang Chul-In remained proud and held his head high.

The face of Kang Chul-In, sitting on his throne alone, was not that of a loser. Rather, the wry smirk spread across his face looked as if he was looking down at the allied Overlords.

“You cannot believe your defeat?”

Alex Rothschild, the rival of Kang Chul-In, finally spoke.

“Because I stepped on you after being stepped on countless times?”

It seemed as if Alex Rothchild was overcome with resentment.

Indeed, who knew he would deliver his enemy Kang Chul-In to the clutches of death? It was a new feeling.

Kang Chul-In sneered.

“Why, were you disappointed by my reaction? I guess you would have been satisfied if I had cried and cowered like yourselves, you losers.”

At that moment, Alex Rothschild almost lunged at Kang Chul-In.

How could he taunt him like this?

His cheeky mocking of the victors was enough to drive anyone crazy.

“You have really lost your mind.”

The Overlord necromancer Aleister, who had remained quiet, spoke. He raised the visor of his skull armor, exposing his crude, vulgar face.

“You would have never guessed, huh? But what can you do? You lost. That is what you get for being a c.o.c.ky and arrogant fool.”

Aleister smirked at Kang Chul-In.

And in response…

“Shut your mouth.”

It was a menacing statement, enough to send chills down the spine of even the icy Overlord Aleister.

“Shut up before I break that skull of yours. I do not wish to speak to a traitor like you.”

Disgusted, Kang Chul-In turned his head away from the necromancer Overlord towards Alex Rothschild.

“Hey, Rothschild.” He pointed at Alex Rothschild with the end of his chin.

“You work hard to act like you work for a just and great cause, to act nice and good.”

“What are you saying?”

Alex Rothschild answered.

“What am I saying? Well, if you are going to play dumb, I’ll kindly tell you. You want Pangaea all for yourself, but to pretend you don’t, doesn’t that just keep you up at night?”

“No way. I am different from you.”

“Ha. Different. I can recognize my own kind. You are the same as me. Except you pretend to be on the side of the angels instead of being honest like me. You took everything you could and benefited all you could, and now you are pretending you did not?”

“Evil only recognizes evil. Kang Chul-In, you… are just that.”

“Is that so? It seems like you are going to kill that traitor first as soon as I’m gone.”

After that statement, the traitor Aleister shivered.

“Coward.” Kang Chul-In sneered at Aleister and continued.

“Well, whatever happens, that will be after I die anyway, so it is business among yourselves. Now, end it.”

And Kang Chul-In put down his Fragarach and opened his arms wide.

“What are you scheming, Kang Chul-In?”

Rothschild asked, his guard up.

“What scheme, you idiot? End it. You don’t understand?”

“Are you just going to die?”

“Well then? I don’t want to cry and run away like someone after a little attack on their headquarters, nor do I want to come back to life like a c.o.c.kroach. Neither is my style.”

It was a direct insult at Rothschild, and the veins in his temples bulged.

The angry Rothschild’s sword gave off a glint as it penetrated Kang Chul-In’s heart in an instant.

“It is my victory! Kang Chul-In!”

“Yes, enjoy it. Enjoy it all you want.” Kang Chul-In laughed.

“Today will be the first and last day that you will be victorious against me.”

“Shut up!”

Rothschild’s sword gave off another glimmer.

And Kang Chul-In’s head fell and rolled on the ground.

Dead.

The great Kang Chul-In had died.

“It is my victory! My victory, Kang Chul-In!”

Alex Rothschild announced his victory with red, bloodshot eyes.

And that face… was to be feared.

The face of the man who had defeated the enemy he had despised and feared was like the devil’s. However, the menacing face of the man soon disappeared and was replaced with joy and accomplishment.

“You all worked hard.”

Rothschild spoke, looking around at the faces of the Overlords as well as Aleister.

“And now, this head will be…”

As Rothschild was about to suggest hanging the head for all to see and celebrate their victory, he suddenly stopped.

Crack!

The ground began to shake.

It did not seem like a good thing.

The vibrations that they felt beneath their feet grew stronger and felt ominous and strange. It was as if a big explosion was going to occur.

“No way!”

Rothschild yelled.

“Self-destruction?!”

“We need to get out of here right now!”

“Kang Chul-In, you despicable bastard!”

And just when everyone had processed the situation, a fiery storm came over them with a loud bang.

It truly was a despicable tactic.

“Stupid, foolish, idiots.”

Kang Chul-In smirked and mumbled.