ALL NOVEL My waist feels like it’s about to snap! Naturally, Nameless’s legs are drawn into a crescent shape.
Nameless Style – Divine Slaying Sword Technique
The tip of the sword points to the sky.
His center of gravity is pushed to the extreme.
‘I engrave my Master’s teachings into my body.’
To maintain balance, Nameless uses his free hand to touch the ground.
-Kugugu
‘This is not my Master’s sword; this is my own!’
A crimson energy envelops Nameless’s entire body.
It looks unstable, as if it could explode at any moment, teetering on the edge.
Sixth Technique
“That pose is….”
The first to notice Nameless’s abnormality was Anna, the head of the Academy.
‘Surely, I’ve seen that stance somewhere before….’
She furrows her brow, digging through her memories.
“Is that… the Heaven Crumbling and Earth Breaking Technique…!”
Bell, sensing Anna’s thoughts, takes a couple of steps back, clearly afraid.
Heaven Crumbling and Earth Breaking, just as the words imply, is about setting the sky and earth right again.
“Hey! Loser! What the heck are you doing?!”
Seeing the frightened expression on Bell’s face, Camilla, feeling anxious for no reason, asks.
“After a strong explosion, the terrain will change! It seems like he’s planning to scatter us and take us down one by one!”
In her panic, Anna responds instead of Bell.
‘He’s trying to scatter us?’
Upon hearing Anna’s intentions, Camilla narrowed her eyes and fixed her gaze on Nameless.
‘…What is that?’
Crimson energy expands around Nameless.
‘Rather…’
It seems more fitting to call it a collapse rather than a crumbling.
“We have to stop the technique before it is cast!”
Simultaneously, Anna leaps towards Nameless.
“Damn it!”
Along with Anna, Lucius and a somewhat hesitant Camilla follow suit.
“…Please, have mercy…!”
Elia prays for them.
“The basics of alchemy are equivalent exchange….”
Bell throws materials towards the transformation circle, lightening their steps.
Immediately, the trio swings their swords at the same time.
“Ha!”
But—
-Thud!
Nameless’s sword strikes the ground first, piercing further down.
Down, down, it continues.
-Creeeak!
Suddenly, a ominous noise consumes the space.
The once smooth ground cracks, beginning to sink below.
-Clang!
The moonlight emitting from the sky gradually fades, losing its brilliance as it falls.
A fierce wind sweeps over the group, its blades ripping at their skin.
However, the group does not falter, maintaining their ground.
‘Not yet, not yet….’
It’s not unbearable. They can hold on.
And this was expected.
Having seen Cheon Ha-rang perform the technique earlier was a huge benefit.
Though not perfect, they were somewhat prepared. But—
“When is this going to end?!”
The sky that needed to be reconstructed.
The land that should have risen anew.
“…Something’s off!”
“What?!”
It continues to fall.
Unlike the moment Cheon Ha-rang had reshaped the world, it seems neither the sky nor earth wants to settle back in place.
“Guh!”
“If this keeps up, we’re all going to die!”
And it’s understandable. What Cheon Mu-myeong did was not to reshape or create anew.
He crashes the sky and collapses the ground.
Unlike his Master, his heart is not warm. He only desires his Master. Having no interest in anything else, he is complete.
Heaven Crumbling and Earth Breaking
Not Cheon Ha-rang’s technique, but Cheon Mu-myeong’s Divine Slaying Sword Technique.
-Kugukukuku!
Meanwhile, Nameless, performing this technique, was on the verge of collapse.
And it’s no wonder.
Because this was his first time performing the technique, he couldn’t focus on controlling his power.
Driven only by the singular thought of not letting them reach his Master, performing it properly was nearly impossible, and his energy visibly weakened.
-Creeeeak…
And it was not just that.
“Ugh…!”
“His power is weakening…!”
These individuals were also remarkable figures who could be called heroes of reversal.
Of course, there’s Lucius, the hero chosen by the Holy Sword, Camilla, the Iron Blood defending the north from barbarians and monsters, and Anna, the hope of the empire as the former hero.
Even if they were taken aback by a technique they had never seen before, none of them were the type to be subdued. Furthermore—
“A new transformation circle…”
Bell, known as the greatest alchemist of all time.
“Please hold out just a little longer…!”
The Saint, regarded as a symbol of a religion, was backing them up.
‘…It’s tough.’
Nameless felt his limits.
‘Just a little longer… just a little longer….’
Nameless could not retreat.
Even if dizziness swirled in his head, making it hard to think, even if his consciousness fluttered, on the verge of collapsing.
Still, he could not withdraw.
The minimum time his Master asked for was essential. Until then, no matter what happens, he must hold this ground.
“…Huh.”
Nameless bit his lip.
His hands gripping the sword pierced through his skin, and he bled as he endured. But—
-Creeeak…
As their resistance grew stronger.
-Crack…
As Nameless’s strength waned in his arms.
-Snap… Snap…
Whenever his body threatened to break, the sword, much like him, seemed to be on the verge of shattering as well.
‘…Ah.’
Nameless instinctively felt it.
He would soon fall.
He would be defeated by them.
‘I…’
He wouldn’t be able to keep his promise to his Master.
“…”
As he swallowed his guilt, preparing to close his eyes.
“What the hell…!!!”
Suddenly, light bursts forth.
One line, two lines.
Soon, a flood of light began to erupt with a force that could devour this world, leaving everyone present squinting.
Except for one—Nameless.
‘…Light?’
Despite the stinging in his eyes, Nameless turned his gaze toward the emerging light.
‘Has the Master….’
Succeeded?
Has she fulfilled her wish?
With this thought, a smile blossomed on Nameless’s face.
Although it appeared lonely, he was genuinely happy.
Because his Master finally achieved the long-buried desire.
Even if it meant he and his Master could never see each other again, he was okay with that.
‘For my Master…’
Was the sky to him, was the world, was the one he loved, attaining her wish brought him nothing but pure joy.
With the end approaching, Nameless sheathed his sword and plopped down to the ground.
‘…It’s over.’
And as the light began to fade—
“Nameless, the Heaven Crumbling and Earth Breaking Technique.”
A lovely voice rang in Nameless’s ears.
And that voice belonged to the one he loved most.
“…Master?”
His Master, Cheon Ha-rang.
“I didn’t teach you to do this, did I? This is something only a villain would do.”
Cheon Ha-rang spoke with a somewhat sad smile, causing a sense of unease to grow in Nameless’s heart.
‘Why is she making that expression…?’
No, more importantly.
“Why are you here…?”
Surely, after finishing everything, she should have left! Why is she still here?
Nameless felt his head was in a fog, but Cheon Ha-rang did not seem to think it was a big deal as she lowered herself to Nameless’s eye level.
“Why are you crying when your Master is here?”
But why is she showing tears?
Nameless held back the words about to slip from his lips.
*
Nameless’s expression was strange.
His lips were turned up as if he were smiling, but his eyes fluttered, on the verge of tears.
Like someone trying to let go of something precious.
‘…Hmm.’
Somehow, he guessed why Nameless was making that expression, but pretended not to care and smiled.
“Since Master is here, why are you crying?”
He ruffled Nameless’s hair as if he was about to say something.
“Thank you for listening to such a forced sentiment.”
“It’s not….”
“You can rest now.”
Without removing his hand from Nameless’s head, he immediately sent energy flowing into him.
‘As expected, while I’m determined, I don’t want to reveal my Master’s ugly side.’
It would hurt a bit, but no side effects should occur.
“Wait—”
Nameless also seemed to sense what she was trying to do and tensed up, but—
“Forgive me.”
From the dantian, she forcibly blocked the energy flow, making it impossible to prevent him from fainting.
As he gently laid the unconscious Nameless on the ground, she quietly murmured.
“Thank you for waiting for me.”
“…Cheon Ha-rang.”
Behind her, the world’s hero, Lucius, responded.
“Lucius, before we wrap things up, I have a favor to ask. Would you grant me that?”
Rising with a pained expression, Cheon Ha-rang patted Nameless’s head once more.
“…What is it?”
After wracking my inadequate brain for a way for Nameless to achieve a happy ending.
‘Nameless came here with the hero to defeat me, who became the final boss from the beginning.’
So.
From now on, I will lose to them.
The conclusion of the story is decided as the hero defeats the final boss with the help of his companions.
“There’s no right to refuse, so let’s play a game.”