1020 Episode 62 Snowfield Kim Dokja (10)

The moment he read Ji Eunyu's record, even Cha Seongwoo, who had remained composed throughout, had his eyes shaken significantly.

<Kim Dokja Company>—no reader in this world could remain unfazed at the mention of that name.

However, Archangel Kamael, who was not a reader, was neither flustered nor surprised.

Has that name somehow reached this worldline as well?

Kamael continued speaking with a subtle sneer.

In reality, despite the dedication of the snow-covered story, Ji Eunyu's record could not continue to the next sentence.

Even though she had recorded just a single line, Ji Eunyu felt a terrible dizziness. Her heart pounded as if it would burst, and stories dripped from her nose. As if this world would not allow that sentence to be recorded, an immense sense of probability weighed heavily upon her.

It was just as the Archangels had said. If she proceeded with the summoning of <Kim Dokja Company> as she was, even if she succeeded in summoning the disaster like a miracle, her soul would be shattered into pieces.

Perhaps she had hoped for it.

Even if <Kim Dokja Company> did not come here, any reader who read this phrase would inevitably recall the same moment, and would certainly be reminded of the moment they first read this story.

Not just any reader, but the 'Second Apostle' right before my eyes—

"I am sorry."

As soon as Cha Seongwoo turned away, Kamael's command was issued.

Just as the horde of the Nine Orders of Angels, as if they had been waiting for this moment, was about to trample the incarnations,

Kugugugu.

A violent spark struck the sky. Startled, Kamael looked up at the heavens. It was not Raphael's thunder.

A roar echoed through the dark clouds, and something fell from the sky.

The pitch-black Archangel Raphael was falling, groaning.

Kamael groaned as he swiftly soared up and caught Raphael.

There are few beings capable of shooting down the Great Archangel Raphael, even if one scoured the entire <Star Stream>.

The moment Kamael saw the stories clinging to Raphael's torn wings, his expression hardened.

Ji Eunyu was also looking up at the sky.

The landscape of the sky had been turned upside down by a mere phrase. Something was descending beyond the rushing probability.

Someone poked their face out through the sky where Raphael had fallen, accompanied by a sharp laugh.

Asmodeus emerged from beyond the swirling portal.

Simultaneously with Asmodeus's remark, puppets appeared from the dark clouds in the sky.

Corrupted stars, each emitting a terrifying demonic energy—consumed by a pitch-black aura.

Demon King Rank 8, Barbatos.

Demon King Rank 5, Marbas.

Demon King Rank 4, Gamigin.

Vasago, Rank 3 Demon King.

Even just this much was an event enough to cause upheaval in the <Star Stream>.

Above all, Vasago, the 'Noble of Prophecy' and Rank 3 Demon King, was a Demon King famous for not moving.

Gabriel, the 'Lily of Aquarius' who had maintained silence all along, frowned and muttered.

However, it was too early to be surprised. It was because the most powerful Demon King at the moment had revealed himself within the shimmering portal.

Agares, Rank 2 Demon King.

With this, the top-tier Demon Kings had all gathered on the battlefield of 'Ragnarok'.

Even more surprising was the 'faction' they had chosen.

As if to counter Kamael's crude curses, the cackling pronouncements of the Demon Kings could be heard through the pitch-black storm clouds.

As the Demon God of Necromancy 'Gami' roared, the dead on earth rose from their places.

The incarnations and Nine Orders of Angels who had died fighting on the battlefield. They were awakening as demons.

Ooooooh—!

The demons resurrected by the power of the Demon Kings wailed. While their comrades who had fought right beside them were being resurrected as beauties, the terrified incarnations screamed. Their terror and fear only made the Demon Kings' power stronger.

The Demon King Agares addressed the archangels on earth, speaking.

With Agares’s signal, the demons of the sky began to fall to the earth.

At the center of 'Ragnarok', the battle between good and evil was beginning.

Demons struck by the angels’ blades vanished with screams.

Angels pierced by the Demon King’s sword collapsed, spewing blood-red stories.

At the very center of that pandemonium stood Cha Seongwoo and Ji Eunyu.

"Was this your plan from the start?"

At Cha Seongwoo’s cold question, Ji Eunyu checked the message floating in the air instead of answering.

A festival of good and evil intertwined. Cha Seongwoo took in the entire scene at a glance and asked again.

"Are you planning to end 'Ragnarok' like this?"

This scenario was clearly 'Ragnarok'. However, the other major constellations were absent. If a different story were overwritten before the full-scale aspiration for 'Ragnarok' was recorded, it was possible to twist the direction of the apocalypse.

"Are you planning to wage a 'Holy-Demon War' here?"

In this timeline, the 'Holy-Demon War' did not take place. This was because 'Snowfield Kim Dokja' had prevented it.

"If necessary."

The forces of good and evil were clashing in the sky and on the ground. As if unleashing pent-up desires they had never been able to fight before, they were colliding with everything they had.

"You are part of the 'Calamity Faction'. If the Demon Kings win, you will die too."

"So you must change your mind before that happens."

As Ji Eunyu raised her fist, Cha Seongwoo raised his as well.

The two clashed fists in the air almost simultaneously. Ji Eunyu's fist held a slight advantage.

Cha Seongwoo asked.

"Do you intend to try and persuade me until the very end?"

"Correcting erroneous sentences is my job."

Cha Seongwoo felt the sparks of probability surrounding him diminish compared to before. The probability he, as the acting president, had been bearing alone was being offset by the appearance of the Demon Kings.

Perhaps Ji Eunyu had foreseen this entire situation and summoned that 'Asmodeus' and the Demon King's gang.

"You must live. You need to read the next part of the story. Without readers, neither the author nor the editor has any meaning."

"…"

"Even the author wouldn't want you to die here."

The fists of the two men clashed once again in the air. This time, Cha Seongwoo held the slight advantage.

"If I give up here, Kim Dokja will die."

"That Kim Dokja is just a character."

"Because that Kim Dokja existed."

Gathering their breath once more, the fists of the two men collided.

"I am here now, too."

It was truly a duel of evenly matched strength. The two men's powers were in equilibrium, without yielding an inch.

In the narratives wrapped around their fists, the sentences they had read until now were contained intact.

A clash of interpretations where neither could be called wrong.

Shaking fists on a battlefield where even the slightest slip meant losing one's life, the two were reading the pages of the apocalypse together.

Fists crossed beyond breathtaking descriptions and thrilling explanations.

Dokja asked.

The editor answered.

After loving and hating stories, and having lived them through, the two finally arrived at a single question.

The usual Ji Eunyu would have nodded in agreement. She would have said that only the author is qualified to take responsibility for a story.

But at that moment, she thought of her own author.

How would he answer that question, indeed?

Ji Eunyu nodded. If her author had been here, he would likely have read the introduction to a story instead of giving an answer.

The two opened their mouths simultaneously.

The two blazing stories intertwined, and a deafening roar erupted. A battlefield where breathless angels and demons had fallen.

Ji Eunyu and Agares, having glanced at Cha Seongwoo's duel, lit a cigarette and spoke.

As Agares waved his hand toward the empty air, the momentum of the battlefield stirred once again.

Looking at the sky, which was rippling as if it would tear apart at any moment, Kamael shouted.

The demonic energy in the azure sky swirled ominously.

Kugugugu!

Soon, the sky split open as if twisted, and something began to be summoned beyond the gap.

With Kamael's sigh, the Nine Orders of Angels on Earth looked up at the sky as if entranced. Kamael shouted.

The eyes of the Nine Orders of Angels split open, and a red moon rose above them.

The Nine Orders of Angels who witnessed the moon died of a fit of rage, spewing fire from their heads.

The mere acknowledgment of its existence was enough to cause the angels' incarnations to explode, unable to withstand the force.

Along with Kamael's warning, red moonlight illuminated the earth.

One of the demons representing 'Armageddon', alongside Abaddon, the King of Locusts and 'Ruler of the Abyss'.

The Cataclysm of Collapse—「The Falling Moon.」

Although not of the 'End-of-World' class like the Dragon of Apocalypse, he was an Outer God positioned at the very top tier among 'Natural Disaster-Class' gods.

"Mount Cloud! It is a catastrophe equivalent to a myth-grade disaster!"

Anna Croft's sharp cry.

The moment Ji Eunyu, sensing danger, retreated from the battlefield, moonlight illuminated the spot where she had stood until the end of the battle. The moment the beautiful, pale moonlight touched the ground, everything on it withered away as if drying up, scattering into dust. As if returning to the primordial particles, every being touched by the moonlight was literally collapsing.

Only death remained on the path the moonlight had traveled. Neither incarnations, nor angels of the ninth order, nor constellations. No being touched by the moonlight could escape this natural order.

"Cha Seongwoo-ssi!"

And standing at the edge of the moonlight was Cha Seongwoo.