Published: September 10, 2025
This is Satou. The story of someone dabbling in power they can't control and ending in ruin is a classic trope among villains in old tales. If they only ruined themselves, fine, but these kinds of villains often drag innocent people into their downfall, which is truly troublesome.
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"I will show you the forbidden power taken from the demon god (...)."
God Zaikuon raised his arm toward the sky, and from the moon that concealed the sun, something black (..) descended.
—This is bad.
My crisis awareness skill blared a severe alarm.
—Bad, bad, bad.
The sense of danger was as intense as when I faced the demon god's offspring.
God Zaikuon caught the black sludge-like substance falling from the moon in a golden chalice he pulled out from somewhere.
Judging by the scale, the falling speed of the black sludge was impossibly fast.
It felt like a trick of perspective, ignoring three-dimensional distance.
Droplets of black sludge splattered from the golden chalice onto the earth.
—Is it rotting?
The grass and trees were needless to say, but even the soil beneath was turning into a mushy substance.
I wanted to interfere with whatever God Zaikuon was trying to do, but if I carelessly disrupted and the black sludge flowed directly onto the land, this entire area would definitely turn into barren wasteland.
If I messed up, the black sludge's erosion might even spread to nearby villages.
The safest option would be to snatch the black sludge into storage as soon as it was caught in the golden chalice.
—No.
I didn’t want the storage to be eroded from the inside. At the moment the black sludge completely fell into the golden chalice, I would erase it along with God Zaikuon’s arm using the Divine Sword.
"Nymphs!"
God Zaikuon called the nymphs.
However, the nymphs were also afraid of the black sludge and hesitated to approach.
"Order! Nymphs! Gather under me!"
When God Zaikuon angrily commanded, the nymphs reluctantly began gathering toward him.
—Just a little more.
The last droplet of black sludge dangling from the moon finally fell into the golden chalice.
—Now!
I transformed into hero Nameless, jumped out from the dimensional submersible I was on, and at the same time as adopting the title "god slayer," I flashstrided toward God Zaikuon and drew the Divine Sword from storage to erase the black sludge along with the golden chalice.
Check—
Just as I was about to say "Mate," my vision suddenly went dark.
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Malice.
Killing intent, fury, grudge, resentment, hostility, venomous heart.
Ugly negative emotions were eating away at me from all directions.
Realizing it was a type of mental attack, I activated mental defense "Autism Shell," a mental magic.
But I could only block the wave of malice momentarily before it returned.
Moreover, for some reason, unit placement wouldn't activate.
All I could see was thick jet-black fog.
...This is bad.
At this rate, I don’t think I can keep my sanity for long.
I even began losing all sense of my body.
—Hmm.
The only sensation remaining was a faint vibration from my right hand.
—"Destruction."
It came from the Divine Sword I was still holding.
"So, if it’s the Divine Sword—"
I clung to this faint hope and whispered the sacred verse.
"—Destruction."
In that moment, the world changed.
The malice that gnawed at me was destroyed.
The black fog that filled the surroundings vanished, replaced by darkness created by the Divine Sword.
I felt a sensation of floating and realized I was falling to the ground.
Apparently, because I had executed the Divine Sword’s "Destruction," my magic power was depleted and I could no longer maintain skystride.
There was no sign of God Zaikuon nearby, so I stored the Divine Sword in storage.
"Current location—"
Checking the map, I found myself at one of the unmanned safe points where I had tried to move with unit placement.
So, unit placement had properly activated.
"Master! I heard a terrible scream! Are you okay? Can we send reinforcements now?"
A clan communication from Arisa arrived.
"No, it’s okay even if you don’t come."