1026 Episode 62 Snowfield Kim Dokja (16)

The stars, aligned in formation, began to descend from the sky. As all the stars in the area fell toward the ground, a spectacular scene unfolded, appearing as if the entire night sky were pouring down.

The density of the Giant Stories flooding the scenario far exceeded what ordinary incarnations could handle.

Even though the status of all the incarnations here had risen enough to enter the 'Final Scenario', some incarnations began to gag or faint just from existing within the scenario.

"Gather everyone!"

With Ji Eunyu's command, the surviving incarnations of the Disaster Faction gathered in one place. It was the best course of action for the weak to protect themselves from the flooding of stories.

As the incarnations formed a defensive formation to gather the stories, they gained enough strength to barely catch their breath even amidst the overwhelming density of the stories.

But that was as far as it went. No one dared to fight amidst that chaotic landscape.

Asuka Ren of Japan, Jacob of North America—all the heroes of humanity—were left speechless before the raging waves of stars.

"Is this the end?"

As Kim Nakmun, the Insightor who had led the incarnations alongside Ye Hyeonwoo at Gwanghwamun, cried out in despair, the beggars and soldiers of the Beggar's Sect, who had joined forces with the Inho Group hoping for a final reversal, also knelt. Mujeong and her daughter, and Bang Cheolsu as well. Everyone simply looked up at the sky where stars were pouring down.

The gaze that moves this world, and the very probability of the universe. No matter what calamity descends, it will be unable to stop the armies of those stars.

At the center of those constellations stood the protagonist of this battlefield.

Heimdal, having ascended to the rank of a myth-grade constellation, blew the trumpet of doom.

The sacred horn, said to resound across all nine worlds of <Asgard>, signaled the outbreak of war.

At the same time, a sword enveloped in rainbow-colored radiance emerged from within the horn.

As Heimdal's sword, which hunts calamities, emitted light, the 'Nameless Ones' leaping from the ground vanished without even being able to scream.

It was the 'King of Hell' who parried the incoming sword strike. Taking a light breath, Kim Dokja—Snow White—radiated power and spat out a mantra.

With a roar, the surface of the earth shook, followed by the Outer Gods that had been crouching underground roaring and rising to their feet.

An Outer God reminiscent of a giant jellyfish.

An Outer God reminiscent of a crocodile.

Finally, even a cylindrical Outer God with large eyes.

The constellations, realizing their true nature, cried out in astonishment.

The One Who Swims Beyond the Adversity.

The One Born from the Rift of Records.

The One Who Observes the Context of the Stars.

They were all 'Outer Gods' classified as 'Interstellar Predators'. Outer Gods, each and every one of them akin to a 'catastrophic fear'. Parasitic in the gaps between scenarios, they are like the antlions of the <Star Stream>, devouring stars that have fallen out of the 'constellations' context'.

As the constellations, witnessing them for the first time in their lives, trembled in terror and retreated, the myth-grade constellations took the lead and encouraged the stars.

In the past, 'catastrophic fears' were monsters that even myth-grade constellations were reluctant to face.

But today was different. Backed by the stories of the 'Great Nebulae', the stars feared no Outer Gods in the universe.

The constellations' hunt began.

Under the baptism of pouring starlight, the catastrophic aliens began to let out terrifying screams.

Gaaaaaah—!

Heimdal, wearing a faint smile as if quite satisfied with the screams, quietly descended before Kim Dokja.

The Hophus held in his right hand emitted an intense light.

A storm of starlight arose from the sword strike of Hophus. A sword strike that narrowly grazed him sliced ​​through Kim Dokja's bodice with a slashing sound.

However, Kim Dokja showed no sign of panic whatsoever. Instead of staring at Heimdal, he glared at Odin in the void and spoke.

Odin, receiving Kim Dokja's gaze from the empty air, flinched. Kim Dokja continued speaking.

An ominous current began to surge through Kim Dokja's entire body.

Heimdal narrowed his eyes as he watched Kim Dokja's stature expand before his eyes.

Heimdal was confident. No matter how much his opponent was the 'Fragment of the Oldest Dream', they were now on this 'stage'. At least as long as this 'stage' remained, he would not be defeated by the 'King of Hell', even if they were to perish together.

However, the 'King of Hell'—Kim Dokja—did not seem to think so.

The overseer was looking at Heimdal before him. However, what he was truly looking at was not 'Heimdal'.

What he was staring at was the very 'Giant Story' of <Asgard> surrounding Heimdal.

The Giant Story of <Asgard> was agitated in response to his gaze.

Startled, Heimdal reflexively swung his sword.

A rainbow-colored blue surged once again from his swordplay. The sky split open, and the portal of <Asgard>—Bifrost—opened.

As the gate connecting dimensions opened, the stories of the Nine Worlds poured down from the sky like a waterfall. Heimdal’s sword strike, having fully embraced the story, fell slowly forward. As if falling forward unable to overcome the gravity of the story, Hopes split the earth just as it was. Slow but certain, a strike no one could avoid.

A rainbow-colored flash, reminiscent of the 'Glory of Creation' from <Eden>, obliterated everything in front of Kim Dokja.

Outer Gods, constellations, and earthly incarnations alike watched the scene, unable to take their eyes off it.

Everyone in the scenario was moved by the story of <Asgard> unfolding like a panorama.

Oh, ohhhh—!

Who could possibly receive this great story? What star could dare assert that it truly understands this story?

Even after the light faded, the constellations remained intoxicated with rapture.

Even Heimdal, who had delivered that blow, could not contain his rage.

To be precise, that was the case until that message was heard.

At first, he thought it was a message heard incorrectly.

The moment he confirmed the following message, Heimdal suddenly looked up. Several stars in the night sky were deviating from the scenario. The stars of <Asgard>, including Odin, were still holding their ground, but for some reason, their complexions looked pale.

Why on earth?

The moment he confirmed the true nature of the catastrophe that had strode out through the radiance, Heimdal was utterly shocked.

Kim Dokja, having been struck directly by the 'End of Ragnarok', appeared completely unharmed. As if the flash itself had never happened, Kim Dokja stood before him with a composed demeanor.

It was an attack that even the beings before him, if they were myth-grade constellations of the 'Giant Nebulae', could never withstand.

Kim Dokja looked at Heimdal with indifferent eyes, then raised his left hand, imbued with a sublime light, and spoke.

Kim Dokja's right hand was also covered in the same light. Subsequently, Heimdal felt his body rising into the void. Something invisible was oppressing his entire being, as if binding it. As the strength drained from his right hand, Hopus fell limply to the floor. He was completely immobilized, like a prisoner hanging from a gallows.

Following this, an unbelievable message appeared before Heimdal's eyes.

It couldn't be. No matter how great a divine being was, they could not restrain him, who wielded the power of the 'Giant Nebulae'. Yet, such an incomprehensible event had occurred. Even stranger things happened a moment later.

Tsutsutsutsu.

The 'Kim Dokja fragments' that had been absorbed by him were raging wildly, trembling violently. Soon, shattered fragments leaked out into the air, starting from his fingertips.

The spilled fragments immediately began to fly toward Kim Dokja, as if pulled by a massive gravitational pull. Only after seeing the fragments being sucked into Kim Dokja's hands did Heimdal belatedly realize what had happened.

Sensing the danger, Heimdal uttered a command with all his might.

With Heimdal's signal, the portal of Bifrost opened once again. And the strategic weapons of the Nebula, scattered across the nine worlds of <Asgard>, began to gather.

An invention of the gods capable of annihilating a world. The warships designed to hunt for super-large outer deities revealed their majesty beyond the portal.

"Kim Dokja!"

This time, Yoo Joonghyuk drew his Black Heaven Demon Blade without hesitation.

The moment the battleship's cannons, having finished charging, opened fire toward the ground.

The story began.

In the slow flow of time, only the myth-grade constellations and <Kim Dokja Company> realized a certain truth.

A chill so intense that even breathing was painful. On that cold snowfield, Yoo Joonghyuk felt an inexplicable longing.

A world that felt familiar, despite being a landscape he was clearly seeing for the first time.

Yoo Joonghyuk was certain he knew this world.

Standing in the center of the gray snowfield, Kim Dokja looked up at the stars. The moment they received that infinitely lonely and solitary gaze, every star in the scenario trembled.

Hearing an ominous premonition, the myth-grade constellations attempted to escape. However, some irresistible force held them back. An absurdity that no one could stop was being written into a story.

As if pouring out all the light they possessed, every star in the night sky twinkled in unison. It felt as if eons of day and night were passing in an instant.

The only being capable of explaining all the causality of the world opened their mouth.

There stood a universe born solely to be read.

And from somewhere, the sound of a page being torn was heard.