Chapter 128
The Constellation Banquet (2)
Arthur fixed his gaze on the two figures standing before him.
One of them radiated an overwhelming aura; his gleaming blond hair fell neatly, and his sharp, handsome features were framed by strands of pale gold. His eyes were piercing, as though they could cut straight through one's very soul.
Arthur froze for a moment, then murmured in a low voice where doubt and certainty intertwined:
"The Great Sage… Equal to Heaven."
The moment the name was spoken, the Great Sage vanished as though he had never existed.
Arthur's gaze immediately shifted to the other person standing beside him, and his eyes widened slightly.
"Dokja… what are you doing here?"
"Arthur? So you really are here…"
At that moment, Arthur tried to step forward, but a terrifying pressure suddenly poured down from above.
Kim Dokja's entire body froze, as if time itself had stopped around him. He could no longer move even a single finger.
{Who is that?}
{He called the Great Sage Equal to Heaven!}
Whispers began to spread throughout the hall. The voices of the constellations overlapped—some curious, others hostile.
Sweat poured heavily from Kim Dokja's forehead.
Both his body and soul could no longer withstand the crushing weight.
Arthur let out a quiet sigh, then raised his head and looked upward without the slightest fear.
"Don't you think… this is enough?"
At those words, all eyes turned toward him.
Arthur stood firm in the middle of the hall, receiving the oppressive auras pouring from the constellations' gazes without retreat.
A calm smile formed on his face, despite the weight that could crush an ordinary incarnation in an instant.
'Perhaps my body is still weak…
But the soul that faced the Destroyer of Worlds will not bow to the aura of constellations like these.'
Arthur stepped forward with slow, steady strides toward Kim Dokja, ignoring the whispers and threats.
{What did you just say, you lowly incarnation?}
A tremendous aura suddenly erupted, pressing down on Arthur's body with overwhelming force.
Arthur smiled mockingly.
"Hah? Is that all you've got?
Compared to Kairus Rodgrim… you're just a fool called a constellation."
The entire castle trembled from the rage of the constellation at whom those words were directed.
"Arthur… stop."
The voice came from Kim Dokja, the pressure on him having grown so intense he was on the verge of collapse.
Arthur exhaled deeply.
{Ah… my apologies, dear constellations.
I will be taking these two now.}
The voice that interrupted the situation was familiar to both of them.
They turned at the same time.
Bihyung.
A pure aura wrapped around Kim Dokja's body, and he suddenly lifted into the air, moving forward away from the pressure.
Arthur smiled faintly, then followed Bihyung.
"Damn… didn't the Queen of the Dark Spring say she'd send an envoy for you?
Why are you wandering alone?"
"Who knows? A lot happened on the way here."
The three of them arrived at a group of medium-sized rooms inside the castle.
Each room bore the name of a region and a country.
Arthur entered their room while carrying Kim Dokja, and after Bihyung left…
There was already someone sitting inside.
Black clothes, a calm expression, a familiar gaze.
"Yoo Joonghyuk… you're here."
"Why are you here, Arthur?"
"How would I know? Maybe for a reason similar to yours."
"When will you return?"
"Maybe… tomorrow."
"Everyone is worried about you."
Arthur lowered his head and did not respond. He quietly sat on the chair beside Yoo Joonghyuk, and Kim Dokja sat as well.
The three of them looked at the blue screen in front of them, where Bihyung appeared.
{Thank you to all the constellations and dokkaebis who granted me the glory of this story.
Half of the credit, in truth, goes to an incarnation on my channel…
I believe you all know him well.}
The incarnations in the room turned their gazes toward Kim Dokja in clear astonishment.
{As for the other half…
It will be given to this little one who has yet to be born.}
Bihyung took out a medium-sized egg.
Yoo Joonghyuk's eyes trembled. He looked from the screen to Kim Dokja… then to Arthur.
His gaze stopped on Arthur.
"Is that…?"
"Yes."
"How did you manage to…"
"Isn't this better than death?"
Yoo Joonghyuk's anger intensified, and he clenched his fist tightly.
He was on the verge of lunging forward.
That egg was none other than the embodied soul of Shin Yoosung.
But Kim Dokja remained silent, not revealing his full plan.
At that moment…
"Are you… Kim Dokja?"
A gentle voice came from behind.
Kim Dokja turned and saw a beautiful mixed-race woman.
"Yes… do you know me?"
"Oh, I've heard a lot about you and—"
She stopped as she looked at Arthur.
He was sitting quietly, his elegant clothes, his silver hair tied back, his calm features…
His beauty was unreal.
Kim Dokja smiled.
"Nice to meet you, Selena Kim."
"Oh? You know me?"
The two began talking calmly, then Kim Dokja asked:
"Anna Croft… didn't come?"
"You know her too?"
"I saw her once… in a dream."
"She wanted to meet you, but…"
Kim Dokja let out a faint sigh.
'I know why she didn't come.
Because of this person.
In the last regression, Yoo Joonghyuk killed Anna after she betrayed him.
He will never forgive her… and he won't stop until he kills her.'
"Oh? What's this?
Is this ugly person representing Korea?"
A girl spoke in an arrogant tone as she looked at Kim Dokja with disdain.
"Iris, didn't I tell you that judging others by appearance is a bad habit?"
"I'm just stating the truth.
Look at him… he's ugly."
Iris said coldly, her eyes still fixed on Kim Dokja.
Then she turned toward the two handsome men sitting to Kim Dokja's left and right.
One was Yoo Joonghyuk, with his harsh features and cold gaze, and the other was Arthur, with his terrifying calm and silver hair that lightly reflected the light.
The girl's cheeks flushed without her realizing, and her breathing quickened for a moment as she stared at them.
"Dokja… who is this ugly girl?"
Arthur's voice came out sharp, carrying unmistakable sarcasm.
Kim Dokja smiled calmly as he looked at Iris without reacting.
Selena Kim quickly tried to intervene to ease the tension.
"Iris is the representative of Russia, nicknamed in her country as the 'Full Red Square.'
And this person is Kim Dokja, and his title is—"
Selena hesitated slightly, then turned toward Kim Dokja.
"What is your title?"
At that same moment, both Yoo Joonghyuk and Arthur spoke in unison, their expressions completely calm:
"His title is—"
But before they could finish, Kim Dokja shouted loudly and firmly:
"I don't have a title."
'Damn… it's a disgusting title.'
Iris raised her chin disdainfully.
"Look at him, no title. What's the point of you even being here?"
As she spoke, a faint fighting aura began to seep from her body.
At that moment, Arthur stood directly in front of her.
His expression was calm, but that calmness carried an unmistakable threat.
"What are you trying to do, little one?"
"W-What?"
"This isn't a place for fighting.
But if you want… I'll turn the Constellation Banquet into a cursed massacre stained with your blood and soul here and now.
Is that what you want?"
Iris's body trembled violently.
The aura of death emanating from Arthur was that of someone who had fought hundreds of battles and killed thousands of souls without hesitation.
The incarnations' room shook under the weight of that aura.
"Arthur… stop."
Yoo Joonghyuk said in a low, calm voice, with just two words.
Arthur smiled lightly, withdrew his aura immediately, then returned to his seat as if nothing had happened.
The gazes of the invited incarnations began to change.
"Isn't that the strongest incarnation in the Seoul Dome?"
"Yes… that's him."
"The great demon king… Arthur Narin."
"The worst king of death."
Iris's body trembled even more violently as fear began to seep into her eyes.
At that moment, the door opened and a low-level dokkaebi entered.
{Incarnations, we will soon hold the inheritance of the story.
A temporary location has been prepared on the first floor of the banquet hall.}
Everyone began moving one after another.
Selena Kim was the first to step forward.
The voices of the constellations supporting her immediately rose.
{Selena Kim, the King's Guardian!}
{I've been watching you, your performance was excellent.}
The voices sounded gentle, as if they were meeting a star for the first time.
Then it was Iris's turn.
She raised her hand and waved with a small smile.
{Oh, it's Iris.}
{The Little Red Square.}
{Good job, girl.}
Iris stood in place, staring at Kim Dokja and Arthur with suppressed anger, as if silently saying:
This is the difference between us.
Then Kim Dokja stepped forward with a confident expression.
{Isn't that him?}
{Yes… it's Kim Dokja.}
{The one who opposes the catastrophe.}
{The famous Kim Dokja.}
{Wait! Do you remember me? I'm the Bald General of Justice!}
{It's me, the Great King Hwangbon!}
Greetings poured in from every direction.
Kim Dokja looked at Iris calmly, while she felt the pressure of the constellations pressing down on her head.
After him, it was Yoo Joonghyuk's turn.
He walked forward without the slightest interest, his gaze cold toward everything around him.
Suddenly, the hall exploded with voices.
{It's Yoo Joonghyuk!}
{Look at us!}
{The Supreme King!}
{Join our nebula!}
He did not turn to them, continuing forward until he reached his place.
Then… it was Arthur's turn.
He sighed quietly and stepped forward.
A complete silence fell.
It was as if time itself had stopped.
If a needle had dropped, its sound would have been heard.
Then the castle erupted with overwhelming noise.
{It's Arthur!}
{The King of the Falling World!}
{The Great Demon King, Arthur Narin!}
{The Ender of Scenarios!}
{The Slayer of Catastrophes!}
Arthur smiled calmly, then raised his hands as if embracing the world.
He gathered his voice and shouted:
{The great king has arrived… Slayer of Kings, O constellations!}
His voice thundered with a force nearly equal to that of the constellations themselves.
The hall exploded in cheers.
Arthur returned to his place and sat down quietly.
He sat thinking, while hearing Iris apologizing softly to Kim Dokja.
Arthur closed his eyes for a moment.
Then he heard:
{Kim Dokja, Arthur… come here.}
They both stood up.
The speaker was a coin, the form of a low-level incarnation.
The Korean constellations spoke to them—constellations Kim Dokja knew well.
But Arthur… did not know them.
Then something else caught his attention.
"Who is that?"
He pointed to a constellation that had retained a human form, sitting on the stairs, holding a long knife and drinking calmly.
'At first glance… he seems to be of the narrative grade.
But why are the constellations looking at him with disdain?'
One of the Korean constellations said:
{Among the high-grade constellations of the Korean Peninsula…
no one surpasses that person.}
"High-grade?"
{You could say he is the strongest,
not because of fame… but because of the stories he has accumulated.}
{Have you heard of… the First Sword of Goryeo?}
'So he is…'
Kim Dokja thought as he looked at him.
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