Main Character Hides His Strength

Surrounded by yellow smoke with death.

The color of the sky above this earth that did not even give up a grass was closer to the color he had sought.

Death port, the head of the Seven Heroes.

He was dying on an island without a name.

When the blast strikes the crater with all of its energy, the reaction causes you to be fatally wounded and take in the air of death with imminent blistering.

The lungs were already contaminated and the poison was slowly spreading throughout the body.

You won't last long if you stay alive.

But it felt so refreshing.

Knowing that he would not only be paid for his deeds, he could also end this whole wrong world, so he could smile joyfully with his death in his sight.

A magical group appeared in front of him, and a familiar figure grew up.

Desfort, lying facedown on the floor, looks back and opens his mouth to an old colleague.

“Vestiaret.”

Bestiare is a woman born with the same blessings as Satosh. In addition to that, she was blessed with the beauty of the border and noble lineage.

Bestiare's reputation had already spread across the continent when Desport first set out on his journey.

But the moment I saw her, Desfort knew. The fact that Vestiares, an echo magician, lacks what humans need most.

She had no feelings.

I was not angry or uneasy because I had no emotions.

In a sense, she was closer to a living doll.

But Vestiaret will change after meeting Desport and his colleagues.

“Smells good in here. ”

Vestiaret staggers toward you.

A flirty complexion. A thin bloodstain flows down from your mouth.

Seeing that, Desfort smiles faintly.

“What a miserable sight. Vestiaret.”

Bestiare staggers and sits next to the rock next to Desfort, leaning against her back.

Desport stares at her and opens his mouth with difficulty.

“How did it go? ”

Bestiare shakes her head, smiling lonelily at the question.

“He was beyond our wildest imagination. Just like you saw. ”

“I see.”

Desports seemed to be a good response.

The collapse of death, which was lighting up deep in his lungs, was bringing relief and pain.

“Desport.”

Vestiaret sighs and says.

Desport intuitively felt the final moments of Vestiaret.

He raises his head and grabs the frozen hand of Vestiaret.

Vestiaret closes his eyes with a faint smile.

“I just remembered. When our seven heroes were the best. ”

Desfort smiles as he coughs.

“Our good times. You mean when you broke the nose of King Brungast? Or when you defeated the Demon King? ”

Desport mutters, stuttering his dull memory.

Vestiaret shakes his head.

“Before that. ”

“Before that? ”

Desport doesn't remember much.

You grip his hand, as if it were a scolding by the hand of Bestiare.

“Don't you remember at the Summon Palace? ”

“The Summon Palace...”

“Yes. We left our trail there before our seven heroes fought the Demon King. ”

“Oh, you mean back then? ”

A glimmer of remorse settles in Desport's eyes.

It was a time when I hadn't asked yet.

It was a time when I could be pure because there was so much I didn't know.

In a world where no more children are born due to the curse of extinction, the seven heroes left seven traces in the Summon Palace, their only hope.

so that even if they fail, the Summoners who appear after them can continue their vision to solve the disaster that has befallen this land.

“If I could... I'd like to go back to that time. ”

Vestiaret is lonely.

Desport closes his eyes and listens to her.

“When we still deserved to be called heroes...”

Her temperature was getting cold.

Desport said in a soft voice, wrapped around her dying shoulder.

“You'll be back soon. No, we should get back. Those guys who went first will be waiting for us. ”

The faces of those already dead rise before Desport's eyes and vanish.

Daltanius, Sazatos, Baek Young.

There are many stories and events with which you can talk all day long.

But that's also the end.

When I woke up, Vestiaret was no longer there.

Her only understanding of Desport was that her body had already bubbled away.

Umbrook's curse dragged her to the Maw.

The rest of Desport stares up at the sky dazed, as if drunk.

I saw the earth shake and a dark fallout of the catastrophe erupted beyond the yellow world.

Desport suddenly turns his head to look at himself.

“What, were you watching all this? ”

A book remained in the air.

A book that looks exactly like Bertelgia.

Desport raises questions with a faint smile.

“How do you feel? How do you feel about the end of the woman you loved? ”

“ ……. ”

The book doesn't say anything.

I was just staying there.

But it doesn't matter anymore.

Desport rises from his seat, draws his two symbolic swords, and looks for a portal that opens soon.

“Look. Vestiaret, we have an advisor for you. ”

At the same time, Kim Sung-cheol went beyond the portal.

As soon as he crossed the portal, a dark yellow landscape filled his eyes and harmful air met him.

“Peek-a-boo!”

Marrakia chokes her nose and makes a sound of death.

Bertelkia urgently said, supporting Marrakia's flapping wings.

“What do I do? I think the air here is too dangerous for him. ”

“ ……. ”

Kim Sung-cheol picked up Marrakia quietly and threw her over the portal.

It's a little rough, but it's for the best.

Filled with hazardous substances worse than sulfur, the air here can have a fatal effect on the newborn body of Marakia.

“This way.”

An unnamed book led the way.

Kim Sung-cheol and Bertelkia slowly walked over the island covered in a fall of death.

Kugu Palace.

With the heavy sound of thunder, the ground shook and vomited a yellow fall of death.

Kim Sung-cheol cast a fly and flew up into the sky.

Kim Sung-cheol, who had risen to his flight limit through a few clouds, was able to watch the horror unfolding beneath his feet.

The fall of death covered the entire island and all nearby areas and was moving west in the wind.

‘It's worse than I thought. ’

I was glad to be here.

Kim Sung-cheol thought so and descended again.

“Where is he? ”

Kim Sung-cheol hurried on his way.

The book moved quietly and led to Kim Sung-cheol.

Soon after a few ridges and rocks had passed, Kim Sung-cheol was able to face the culprit who caused this incident.

“Desport.”

The man with the twin swords stands tall beyond the cloudy yellow mist.

Arm karaz appeared in Kim Sung-cheol's hand.

“Bertelkia. Inside. ”

“Yes!”

This battle is different from the battle with Asin.

Vertelgia was reduced to fit inside Kim Sung-cheol's pocket.

After finishing preparing, Kim Sung-cheol slowly walked towards the head of the seven heroes.

Desport stood up like a statue and waited for Kim Sung-cheol to come.

Finally, when Kim Sung-cheol reached within sight, Desport opened his mouth.

“Breaker. Kim Sung-cheol.”

Kim Sung-cheol stared at Desport without a word.

Straight bristles, rather than shiny height.

The star-like eyes and the confident energy flowing through the whole body contained an unusual energy that was hard to rest on.

‘Is this the leader of the seven heroes? ’

You look fine, just like Bertelkia said.

Rather, I felt a sense of intimacy for no reason.

‘At least I'm a hundred times more attractive than I am. ’

But he's the enemy to kill.

Kim Sung-cheol said briefly.

“Desfort. Time to end this. ”

Desport nods.

I closed my eyes tightly to accept my fate.

“I have one question. ”

Desport said.

Kim Sung-cheol nodded, fixing the arm karaz.

“Short.”

Kim Sung-cheol also needs time to check the condition of his body. Even if he does have divine powers, he has a blood clot with the man he just knew.

During Kim Sung-cheol's physical condition, Desport opened his mouth with a low laugh.

“Looks like you're standing in front of a god. ”

Kim Sung-cheol was neither positive nor negative.

He bends his arms and legs and speaks in a bold tone.

“I don't know if it's God or not. ”

“Rather a more reliable answer. Then let me ask you one more question. Did you take the stairs all the way up? ”

Kim Sung-cheol touched his side.

I felt a tingling pain. One of the ribs seems to have been broken and attached without feeling it.

Kim Sung-cheol rubbed his fingers around his ribs.

“You speak as if you know the staircase. ”

At Kim Sung-cheol's words, Desfort nodded and pointed his finger at himself.

“I've been up those stairs, too. ”

“Hoho?”

Lee Jae came to mind in Kim Sung-cheol's eyes.

Desport adds, smiling powerlessly.

“I gave up in the middle. Like everyone else.”

“Wise choice. ”

“No, it was the worst choice. ”

Desport shakes his head.

“That's when I should have gone up the stairs. Even if death stops me. ”

Hearing Desfort's regretful voice, Kim Sung-cheol suddenly remembered one look in front of his eyes.

Two snow mountains that pierce the clouds.

There are invisible stairs in between.

There are many names on the staircase to heaven, but the most righteous name is the staircase to God.

Legend has it that anyone who climbs all those steps can stand before God.

And he who stands before God gains infinite power with his mission from God.

Raise Himer, a woman of compassion, gave away the location of a completely forgotten and hidden staircase.

She gave Kim Sung-cheol all the knowledge of God's writing that she had deciphered.

God's staircase is also one of them.

Kim Sung-cheol climbed the stairs at the risk of death and was finally able to stand in front of what he thought was God, not God.

“Bold gallbladder, by the way. You knew why the staircase was sealed and you could finish it. It's impossible for a normal person. if you're aware of the tragedy that millions of people have challenged and not one of them has ever returned. ”

Desport crosses his two swords to strike the blade, speaking in a dazzling tone.

“That story? ”

Kim Sung-cheol asked.

This is an unknown story.

“Don't you know why the stairs leading to God are closed? ”

There was a fuzzy memory about this story.

At that time, it was not an important story, it just went away.

However, the story of the person standing in front of the same stairs is different.

Kim Sung-cheol vividly remembers Raise Hymer's letter regarding the stairs.

- Success rate may be half, maybe a little lower. But you can get up there. Because you're you. The Black Wolf of the Arena should be fine!

I had already noticed that there was a low success rate for completing the stairs separately from the content.

“A very long time ago. When the world fell into chaos after the death of God, a powerful tribe of kings summoned all his troops and people to the front of the stairs to take control of the world. ”

Desport said.

Kim Sung-cheol was checking his innards one last time.

By the time Desport was assured that there was nothing wrong with the outside, he continued speaking.

“Millions of them. The king thought," If even one of these men appears before God, no matter how small the number of the remaining peoples may be, his faction may take over the world. "”

“ ……. ”

Kim Sung-cheol felt like he would know the answer somehow.

Desport said the answer Kim Sung-cheol predicted.

“Not one of them made it back alive. After the last time the king of the forgotten tribe went up the stairs in mourning, the tribe was extinct. Since then, no one has tried to climb those stairs. ”

“ ……. ”

I knew the odds were low.

I was taking it well.

It doesn't make sense to seize such a powerful power without risking anything.

However, if Desport's words are true, Raise Hymer should have said something to Kim Sung-cheol that he shouldn't have.

Kim Sung-cheol clearly remembers the unparalleled affliction and pain of climbing the stairs.

‘Raise Himer. What are you...’

My heart is shaking.

To be precise, faith begins to shake.

I heard Desfort's voice as Kim Sung-cheol was in shock.

“Even a fool would risk his life for millions or tens of millions. ”

“I was the fool. ”

Kim Sung-cheol said in a lonely tone.

“There's one more guy besides you. ”