Trash of the Count's Family Book 2: Chapter 379: I'm sure it was not enough (4)
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“Ahhh…ugh……!”
So Hee covered her eyes with her palm, yet she simply couldn’t accept what was happening.
Bang! Baaaaang! Bang!
The weakened white threads dropped to the floor, stained by the deep crimson glow.
‘How-!’
So Hee refused to accept it.
“Ugh, how–!”
How did he slice through her white threads with such ease?
Even witnessing it firsthand, she couldn’t fathom it.
Kim Hae-Yi.
He had transformed his unique power into a tangible shape.
The seed had taken root.
Moreover, it was a superior unique power compared to hers.
‘But still-!’
Nevertheless, Kim Hae-Yi’s unique power hadn’t neutralized all of So Hee’s might.
It had merely tinted her white threads a dark red.
‘That’s expected!’
Though levels mattered greatly for unique powers, sprouting a seed correctly and rooting it involved endless trials.
‘So how-’
So how could this guy, who’d been battling her just moments before… He hadn’t even fully sprouted his unique power!
He possessed only a seed!
It lacked any solid form!
Yet he subdued her power merely with his aura?
‘Is this even possible?’
In the midst of turmoil, a realization struck So Hee.
‘Impossible!’
One possibility…
Just one.
‘Five Colors-’
A rank held by only three in the Five Colors Bloods today.
‘Has his power reached the Five Colors level?’
But such a level wasn’t handed out freely.
Post-deal with the Divine race, only some wanderers awakened unique powers.
Among those, the Five Colors elite-
“Ah.”
A grin crept across So Hee’s face.
She dropped her hands from her eyes.
With lids shut, vision was denied her.
All she sensed was blood trickling down.
Placing palms on the ground, she tilted her head upward.
“You-”
The one who slashed her…
“You’re no ordinary single-lifer.”
Some were born under destined fate.
“You carry a hero’s destiny-”
A savior of worlds.
Only such caliber qualified for power beyond Transparent.
“You’re one of those damn chosen ones!”
Unlike So Hee, who clawed from rags to here without bridging the gap, ending as a mere single-lifer. Not like her, but-
Those fortunate souls born with heroic fates!
“Fuck!”
Anger surged uncontrollably.
‘I busted my ass to reach this point-!’
They have no clue the hell I endured!
I stooped to every dirty trick to join the Five Colors Bloods!
The scorn for being their weakest—oh, how it burned!
Yet she endured.
To carve her domain someday-
‘To forge my kingdom!
I slaved endlessly!
Eliminated every hurdle, devoured every boon for strength!
All to climb here!
But to fall to an underdeveloped fool whose unique power isn’t mature……!’
Deep injustice boiled within.
‘Who the fuck is this guy……?!’
Then clarity hit.
‘Right. Who is he?
How did I miss someone like this?’
Her lips parted.
"Who are you? You, who the hell are you?”
Eyes wounded, her unique power faltered.
Escape seemed impossible too.
“Who are you?!”
At minimum, she needed this truth.
Rescue by fellow wanderers was certain.
Even as the lowest, her secrets held value.
“Now-”
Spit it out! Who are you?!
Screeeeech-
Eerie shrieks echoed around her once more.
They hinted at imminent detonation.
So Hee bellowed, anticipating it.
“Reveal your identity now! Otherwise, we all explode!”
That instant arrived.
“Threatening us when you’ve got no will to survive?”
A casual voice pierced the air.
“!”
So Hee’s body froze rigid.
Not her alone.
“Your Majesty, please make haste-”
“Mm.”
Queen Tamahi, rushing to the stage with escorts, halted abruptly.
Not by choice.
Inevitable.
“!”
Sudden suffocation gripped her.
Shaaaaaaaaaa-
A whisper of wind.
The arena fell deathly silent, wind audible.
Remnants: Queen, aides, elite martial artists.
Lan Kingdom’s finest warriors and seasoned experts.
Still-
“…….”
“…….”
No one dared speak.
Dark red sky lingered, but vanished white threads and black yong made the stage seem dimly shadowed. No longer.
Relief from newfound calm shattered into chills.
“……!”
Queen Tamahi’s eyes widened in tremor.
Her gaze fixed on one.
Not Heavenly Demon, Choi Han, or nearby Alberu.
The target-
‘The mask-’
Masked Cale.
Tamahi glanced at her hand.
“…….”
Fingers quivered.
Goosebumps prickled her skin.
No noise.
Invisible too.
Yet an oppressive force weighed down.
‘Fear-’
Fear it must be.
Not ferocious.
Subtle.
This creeping dread sank her like quicksand.
Gradually, she discerned it.
The nature of this terror-
‘Unfamiliar.’
An alien fear.
It evoked myriad thoughts yet none.
‘Simply-’
Childhood nightmare resurfaced.
‘What is this?’
It unearthed primal human dread.
Slowly strangling, seeking dominion.
‘A warning.’
Queen Tamahi understood.
The masked figure issued a caution.
And-
‘Warning us, yet-’
Treating foes apart.
She sensed the distinction.
“Ugh!”
So Hee groaned deeply.
Unlike her eye-piercing cry.
This visceral rumble revealed her plight vividly.
“Ugh, ugh!”
Hands pressed harder against the earth.
Body trembled violently.
A sliver of release might shatter her under dread’s weight.
‘What’s this?
This aura?
No mere unique power seed.
Aura? Mana?
‘No!’
Not that.
‘Unique power then?’
No-
‘Ancient power?’
Forgotten relics akin to unique powers…
Perhaps?
‘No!’
Not potent enough.
‘What then?’
Blind eyes barred the source.
Yet So Hee pinpointed one.
‘The mask!’
That masked fiend.
‘Who is he to overwhelm a wanderer with sheer aura?’
Even gods struggle-
“Ugh!”
Enduring, she grasped it.
‘A god!’
Indeed, a god!
Initially pegged Kim Hae-Yi as AI Ahn Roh Man’s ally.
His power shifted her view to rival wanderer.
God-aligned wanderer.
‘And that god-’
Bound to God of Balance’s faction, opposing Chaos.
Thus, her kill intent peaked.
Enemies infiltrated New World.
‘But odd if so.’
Gods’ realm divided, yet god-serving wanderers advanced here?
‘This power-’
Fear.
Primal terror stirred.
One conclusion.
‘Chaos fear!’
God of Chaos’s gift to prized Saints.
Fitting.
‘God of Chaos always distrusted us.’
Faux camaraderie masked suspicion.
How threatening: wanderers nearing godhood.
‘Spies report Chaos plotting in Demon World.’
Scheming there, unlikely to ignore New World.
Perhaps feigning divine chaos to strike first.
‘Time approaches!’
Omnipotent god’s advent neared, preparations set.
Chaos’s sole window to seize all.
“Ha!”
So Hee scoffed in disbelief.
“You-”
She faced the aura’s origin.
So Hee grinned.
“You’re a chaos lackey?”
Her mirth shattered.
“Ugh!”
Intensified pressure crushed her.
Dominion’s grip…
Lingering dread within…
“A lackey?”
A serene voice echoed.
Far nearer than anticipated.
Cale dropped to one knee, locking gazes with blind So Hee.
Cale smiled, addressing the sightless girl.
“Why call me a lackey? I’ve no desire to serve.”
Naturally, no intent to bow to God of Chaos.
Yet enemy misconception suited him fine.
Cale glanced beyond So Hee to halted Queen Tamahi.
Alberu stood beside.
Eye contact met, Alberu smiled at Tamahi.
“Your Majesty.”
“Ah.”
Tamahi comprehended her duty.
New World.
Game: ‘Raising my very own precious omnipotent god.’
Reason most players stayed ‘good’ in this unbound realm.
Lacking it, villains would rampage unchecked.
"Criminal So Hee.”
Queen Tamahi commanded.
“Escort her to the Palace’s underground prison.”
Criminal.
Kingdom-branded criminal, jailed…
Players remained confined post-logout.
Palace depths especially: palace might needed for breakout.
‘Applies to mid-level NPCs too.’
Same for logout-capable mid-tier NPCs.
‘This wanderer’s mid-level NPC.’
NPCs couldn’t exit game realm.
Mid-NPCs differed from players.
‘Death here is permanent.’
Players revived despite penalties.
Mid-NPCs perished forever.
“Hey So Hee.”
Cale called warmly.
“!”
So Hee jolted.
Ignoring it, Cale amplified Dominating Aura, speaking tenderly.
“Don’t dream of escape.”
He murmured close.
“Try fleeing if eternal game stay appeals.”
Eternal game stay.
Equated to death.
“Fuck!”
So Hee thrashed, Cale’s tone chilling her.
Screeeeeeeech—- screeeech—
White radiance flared briefly.
Explosion loomed.
“Your Majesty!”
Shocked escorts and guardians recoiled…
Slash.
A fine neck-line appeared on So Hee.
“!”
Cale masked surprise, turning.
Choi Han’s blade gleamed.
One blood droplet fell from tip.
Her blood.
“…….”
So Hee fell mute.
Choi Han severed white light for the neck slice.
His feral intent silenced her.
Cale felt unease.
‘He’s unhinged now!’
Justified.
These foes crippled Choi Jung Gun.
Choi Han’s mercy was restraint.
– Hae-il.
Cale provoked for cause.
– Earlier white burst sent a thin thread afar.
Beneath crimson clouds…
Heavenly Demon’s turf.
Post-Demon’s words, Cale eyed trembling So Hee under Aura.
‘One by one-’
Hunt Five Colors Bloods sequentially.
‘Pit God of Chaos, Hunters, Demon World against each other.’
Plan progressed flawlessly.
Cale surveyed wrecked stage, urging Queen.
“Your Majesty. Seize her swiftly.”
Pointed at So Hee, eyeing rigid Tamahi.
Appended.
“We messed up, so we’ll tag along.”
Palace bound.
Meet Prince Consort, Queen’s spouse.
Plan segment.
‘Smooth.’
No hitches foreseen.
Yet-
“Mm.”
Cale noted Lan folk’s stares at him, Heavenly Demon, Choi Han. Thought.
‘Fine, yeah?
All terrified.’
Cale beamed softly, voice warmest.
“Shall we discuss, clear tiny misunderstandings?”
Note: mask on.
Shake shake.
Only Alberu shook head.
Rumble-
Crimson clouds dispersed, unveiling azure sky.
Sun rays infused Hero’s Sword—divine Sun Sword—by Alberu.
Unnoticed.
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