by Road Warrior
The black smoke reconstructed itself to a spherical form near the ceiling and then appeared to move about freely for a while. Soon, the black sphere left the Demon King’s Palace as though it had its own will.
Sungchul hurried after the black sphere. However, a look of shock spread across his eyes the moment he stepped out of the Palace.
“?!”
Every last one of the tens of thousands of demonic forces that had been assembled in the vicinity of the Demon King’s Palace had perished.
How did this happen?
Sungchul had killed some of them with his own hands, but the vast majority of them had been still alive. However, every single last one of them was now dead. The black sphere was draining the corpses of each devil of the dark and evil aura. Each one of them to the last drop.
Sungchul could only stand and watch this scene unfold. The moment he thought to do something against the sphere, the thought evaporated like ethanol. The inexplicable exhaustion and lethargy were restraining him. A single thought lingered in his mind instead.
As he was restrained by the chains of exhaustion, the black sphere had drained the dark aura from the countless devils to expand to a massive size. It had been the size of an adult’s head originally, but now it was the size of a castle. The sphere that had now drained the essence of every devil to its heart’s content rose high into the sky before splitting into seven pieces and flying southerly at high speeds. Sungchul could determine what that had meant.
The Seven Heroes. Is this the start of their Calamity?
As to support that theory, whispers that seemed to come from right beside him dug into his ears.
“Don’t get cocky 'cause you took care of that Demon King.”
“Let’s face off fair and square! Delightful warrior!”
“Such a liar. To not use that scroll. But it doesn’t change anything.”
“… Don’t like.”
“Kekeke… I wonder how your soul tastes?”
“Just you wait, you dimwit.”
“…”
They were the voices of the Seven Heroes. Their voices grew distant until they faded away completely leaving behind their dry laughter.
“…”
Sungchul looked toward the direction that the black fragments had flown with indifferent eyes as he tightened his grip on Fal Garaz
–
Tower of Recluse.
There was an incident at the holiest fortification in charge of the storage and protection of the Scripture of Calamity. The caretakers observed that the first prophecy written on the scripture, the prophecy pertaining to the Demon King, disappeared as if it had gone up in flames, and alerted the one in charge of the Tower, Porphyrius. Porphyrius’s eyes were in shock as he looked at the Scripture of Calamity.
“Something unthinkable occurred. The First Calamity… has come to an end!”
The next prophecy after the now-burnt Demon King prophecy was reported to have absorbed a dark and ominous smoke-like aura the following day.
The prophecy that had now been set in motion by the power of Calamity read as follows:
[The betrayed, the false heroes of the past who then left a prophecy, shall return to the land. They shall demand what they were denied, what was rightfully theirs. The world shall know when seven ominous stars shine in the skies.]
Afterword
Road Warrior (Author)
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