Son of the Hero King-Chapter 722: Realization

As Sol rapidly grew in power and finally obtained his King name through his ascension to the King realm, he came to realize that most of his emotions had become slightly muted.

The ability he possessed and the world he saw through the Threads of Fate affected his emotional spectrum more than he would have liked to admit. Outside of events related to his loved ones, few things or people could make his emotions fluctuate violently.

It was an undesirable development, one he did not find appealing, but there was nothing he could do. There were eventually aspects that one had to lose to gain power. Nothing came free in this universe. Sol even started to wonder if he had lost the ability to feel the full range of emotions.

Now, though, Sol realized he had been wrong.

He could still feel.

And what he felt now was an insurmountable tsunami of anger.

***

“What the hell is that?”

Landing on the ground and watching the events play out, Sol’s eyes started to twitch. Instead of the clean air of the countryside, he was met with the scent of smoke, fire, and the undeniable metallic smell of blood.

The laugh and joy of the commoners was replaced by the screams and cries of the innocents.

The soldiers who should have been protecting the citizens were instead killing each other, while the beastmen who should have been in Wratharis were being active in this place and killing everyone left and right.

Even his sudden appearance and overwhelming aura did not stop the madness. It was as if they could see nothing but themselves.

“This is an illusion. Most of them are deeply entranced in a powerful mind control spell. This is something I have never seen before. I don’t think even the Nightmare Queen could reach this level of power.” Pandora muttered on the side but Sol could not hear her.

“Oh? Who do we have here? Some intruder? Get them!” A few bestmen seemed to notice them and immediately started rushing at the group. They had clearly gone berserk otherwis,e they would have paid more attention to their appearance before recklessly attacking.

Still, Sol paid no attention to them. His mind was on overdrive, the gears turning so fast that even time seemed to have come to a standstill for him.

They have set up a barrier.

He muttered to himself inwardly. It was a very powerful barrier. So powerful that Sol might not have noticed anything if he had not been in the vicinity. And with that, he realized that the barrier was not something your average resident of the Mortal Realm could set up.

Judging by the level of the barrier, outside of demigods and a few very powerful kings, the only people who could fool his senses were them.

Adam… I believe I have been lenient toward your children till now. My considerations were for naught.

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Sol felt no particular negative feeling about the reincarnated gods as a whole. This was apparent in how he treated Dawn.

But…

They have crossed the line. A line they shouldn’t have dared to cross.

Time resumed from his perspective and the surging anger vanished without a trace. An utterly expressionless and indifferent expression settled over his face.

They will all pay the price for their transgression.

『Dimension Encroachment』

The entire village was immediately cut off from the world, stopping any observing gaze from the outside world. With this, no one, not even the god,s could be privy to what was happening inside.

Sighing, Sol took one simple step. Alongside that step, an endless tide of shadows rose from the ground.

No, they could not simply be defined as shadows. It was more akin to a void that denied and devoured everything in existence. The girls behind Sol all took a step back, no matter how powerful they were, all of them realized that they absolutely should not in contact with this power, no matter what.

This was the antithesis of all life.

This was something that denied and rejected all of existence.

This was— End.

“You guys are not even worthy of reincarnation,” Sol muttered, devoid of any emotion in his voice.

All those being encroached by his domain stopped in their tracks. Even the deepest illusion could not stop them from freezing in front of the most primordial fear that had existed since the advent of the universe.

Yet there was no will to resist in them. Even without fully releasing it, his presence, which had reached one of the highest levels, was already suppressing them.

The darkness moved in eerie waves.

“Wh-what!”

“Why isn’t my magic working!!”

“S-save me!!”

“Everyone, get away from the darkness aaargh!!!”

A different cacophony of screams echoed from the town. The target had been the beastmen, and their screams echoed in all directions of the domain.

Watching the carnage, Sol simply chose to walk calmly.

***

Something like a shadow covered the entire world.

Above this small village, it looked as if the very abyss had emerged.

Wriggling grotesquely, something black, like tar spilled on a canvas, spread out omnidirectionally, leaving not a single gap. It happened so fast that none of the berserk beastmen were able to react.

What is this?

One of them, a cat beatman, asked himself. They had agreed to participate in this expedition to retaliate against Lustburg. This was supposed to simply be a scorched-earth mission. Steal, pillage, kill a few garrison soldiers, and then vanish. Then rinse and repeat.

They talked about liberation and rebellion, but he did not care. He had already received an advanced payment, and after this operation, he would have been able to live a stable and rich life in just about any kingdom that was not Lustburg.

This was not their first attack.

But this time, things seemed to have gone horribly wrong.

He could hear the screams filled with utter despair of his fellow brethren. Yet none of them showed even the slightest hints of struggle, calmly accepting their demise. The ground, now entirely black like thick tar, did not allow them to resist. It denied their prided, absorbed all their mana, twisted their magic veins, and burned their blood. ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm

The cat beastman followed the path of this eerie power that should not belong to this world, and at the source of it all was a man.

A man clad in white clothes with silver hair and rainbow colored eyes. An alien appearance, one he could not even begin to fathom.

He made the mistake of looking into the eyes of the man, and something seemed hidden within him. As if his current appearance was nothing but a shell barely containing an immense entity of unknown origins. An unknown that no one should even dare to uncover.

“Hahaha…”

The cat started laughing hysterically. His mind recoiled,and his brain frantically tried erasing the memory of what he had just witnessed. But to no avail.

Is this a god?

He looked at the ground, his thoughts twisting and breaking. Someone once said that when you gaze at the abyss, the abyss gazes back. He realized that this was a warning that should never have been taken lightly.

Madness flashed in his eyes, laughter escaped his lips, while tears of blood flowed down nonstop.

His claws grew longer and sharper, and finally, he plunged them deep into his own throat.

He instinctively realized that only death could be a sweet release. He absolutely could not let himself get killed by this darkness.

Sadly for him…

Hah…

He watched as time seemed to reverse itself entirely. The gushing blood stopped, and his wounds closed at a speed beyond his natural recovery speed.

This was when he realized. His fate might be even more bleak than the one who had already been erased by the abyssal darkness.

After all, this monster did not even allow him the sweet mercy of death.

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