The World's Greatest is Dead

There were several ways to kill a god.

The first was to pray.

To plead and beg, please disappear. To implore it, please take pity on the frail, pitiful body of this poor person and leave.

That was what people called a ritual.

It was less an act of exorcism than exactly what it sounded like.

A plea.

It did not suit the word “kill.” Therefore, I did not perform rituals. Because there were few things as disgusting as pleading with bastards like that.

Then what was the second method?

From here on, the concept of exorcism entered the picture. A god existed because it was known.

A god called immortal was called immortal because it had slipped free of the concept of time.

However, that did not mean they absolutely could not die.

A being called a god could exist because someone remembered and knew it.

And the greater the number of those who knew it, the stronger its existence became.

Therefore—

If there is no one who knows it.

A god cannot exist. It is forgotten as it is and disappears. That was the second method of exorcism, but as anyone could tell from the explanation alone, it was damnably difficult.

The reason petty gods were weak was because their presence was weak. They could be erased with only a little effort. Since there were only a few people who knew them anyway, erasing them was not especially difficult.

But there are those that don’t work on.

The problem was those with a powerful presence. The kind that could not be erased easily no matter what you did.

So-called higher gods, or high-ranking gods called general-class and mountain-god class.

Do you know why evil ghosts are strong? Because they commit so many atrocities that they are easily remembered as disasters.

However, the power held by those who are known simply as gods is different from that.

Something people can remember even when it has not interfered.

The value of that cannot be compared with anything.

That is why beings called gods are irritating.

Things that are nothing special.

Because they possess power and become far too splendid.

Erasing them is burdensome.

Knowing that was why the third method was necessary.

The third.

Beat them until they disappear.

A physical direction.

It was the method I preferred most.

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[Arrogant thing.]

The descending voice was like rain. It poured down and soaked my body.

[That is a temperament far too excessive for a mortal breed to possess. What do you think the being before you is?]

A brilliant, arrogant light. The value and vessel of a soul that no human could possess.

Words and presence that anyone would call a great existence.

That was a god.

And at the same time—

A trespasser, obviously.

[What?]

A trespasser.

You entered someone else’s house without permission, acted like the owner, and made a scene. What fucking stupidity, honestly.

[Ha?]

Its hollow laugh made the entire space ring. The vibration was extremely unpleasant.

It had always been this way.

And it was still this way now.

I feel this every time, but beings like you really are disgusting.

I hated gods. I had felt that way in my past life too. Kind gods did exist, but even they, in the end, were only showing pity toward small, pitiful beings.

Beings that were trampled when stepped on.

Loathsome things.

[Arrogant thing. How dare you.]

Who’s calling who arrogant? You’re nothing special.

THUD.

I took one step forward. A ripple spread calmly through the shaking ground.

I don’t have much time to waste talking. It’s been a while for me too, so this is a little taxing.

I created something in my hand. A club. A Divine Blade. It was not mine; I had created the one Chief Baek used.

It was closer to an imitation. It could not be called the real power. I created it and looked at the god.

From this moment on, I address you.

I offered courtesy that did not suit me. It was something like the words one was supposed to say when facing a god.

It was fucking stupid, but I had always done it.

Because that had been the company’s order.

And because it had been Chief Baek’s teaching.

From this moment on, I will hunt you.

I could have said it more politely. More kindly, too. But I did not.

For reference, Chief Baek himself was far simpler than what he had taught me.

I’m going to give you a beating.

He thought anything was fine as long as he used polite speech. He truly was a madman.

At first, watching that had left me dumbfounded, but as time passed, I found myself doing it too.

At least I was not that bad.

[Hahahaha.]

The god laughed. The sound made the surroundings lurch again. My stomach turned as well.

[Hunt me? A thing like you?]

Yes. From this moment on, a thing like me will hunt you.

[Insignificant mortal. Do you understand what words you are speaking?]

I do.

So there was no need to answer. The conversation ended here. I lifted my foot slightly. Heavy. This was the space of the god that had conquered Peng Doyeon’s body.

In other words, it was his domain.

That meant I could not move as I pleased.

But even that has limits.

VMMMMMM—!! I made my soul vibrate. The energy born from it spread through my entire body. Then my body moved quickly.

WHOOSH—!!

[Huh?]

BAAAAAM—!!!

[Kuheok!]

The club battered the enormous light. At the powerful blow, it bounced away like a baseball. What an enormous baseball it was.

Watching it fly, I spun the club once.

[What? How... How.]

I could see cracks forming. The god was flustered. How had it been struck? It seemed unable to understand. It could not understand a mere human damaging a god’s soul-form.

Of course it could not. Normally, the dimension and rank of existence were different, so touching it should have been impossible.

Yes, normally, that would be the case.

Why are you surprised?

I was different.

No. From time to time, humans like this were born.

Things that should have become gods, yet remained in human vessels.

I told you, didn’t I?

Because the rank of their souls was similar, they were permitted to reach gods.

Thus, they came to be called godslayers.

Humans who could kill gods.

And the company I had worked for had been a place where such things gathered.

I told you I’d be hunting you from now on.

One-sided violence.

That was what I did best against gods.

[Kuh!]

RUMBLE—!! The earth moved, and the sky rocked. The god’s domain began to move according to his emotions.

CRACKCRACKCRACK—!!!!

Rain poured down. Thunder rumbled, and an earthquake struck.

A place collapsing and splitting apart. It seemed the god intended to suppress and eliminate me inside his domain.

It did not launch a direct attack. That was his final line.

If—

He directly operated his soul-form and attacked a human.

Karma would accumulate. If he fell and became an evil god, things would become troublesome for those bastards.

They did not want to become evil gods either. If they fell, then when they disappeared, they would be completely extinguished, with revival impossible.

But right now, revival was possible. Even if they disappeared as soul-forms, it fell under the concept of sealing, so they could revive.

So he would not go so far as to become an evil god.

But let’s see.

How long could he keep that up?

I broke through the pouring disaster and moved my body.

[Interesting. So this too is possible.]

The Heavenly Demon spoke from inside.

It seemed to be something he had never seen before.

I swung the club through the falling rain.

WHOOSH—!!

With one strike—

KWAAAAANG—!!!!

[Kuhohohohohk!!!]

The sky split with a violent explosion.

Oh.

It had been a while, but this was kind of fun. A natural disaster impossible through the concept of martial arts.

Displaying the power of the soul inside a god’s domain was another method entirely.

The god that had been struck went flying. I followed it.

How long can I do this?

How long would it last? This was not a god that had entered my body. It was Peng Doyeon’s body, and her vessel.

So I have to control it.

If I carelessly placed too much burden on her, there could be a problem with her vessel. I was already controlling myself, but—

[You baaaastard!!!]

RUUUUMBLE—!!! KWAAAAA!!!

That god did not care about that. To him, it was only a reasonably good vessel anyway.

Whether it broke or not, he would not care.

Piece of shit.

A god was still a god, then. The thought that he did not care what happened to the original owner of the body. It was a truly infuriating mindset.

I spun the club once. I attached a talisman created in my hand to it.

Blade-dance.

My body began moving quickly. At a glance, it looked like a sword path. At another glance, it was simply a dance.

Not a motion meant to cut something, but movements meant to soothe.

The club attached to my sobbing, swaying body swept the ground away.

THUD—! THUDTHUD!!

Each step I took became an earthquake. The god grew flustered as he watched.

[What in the world is this...!]

His emotions were transmitted directly into the domain. The earthquake weakened.

[What are you doing with a mere human body? What kind of soul do you possess...!]

Not bad, right? I know.

I knew my value was exceptional. At least from a god’s perspective, I was the most tempting fruit imaginable.

I still remembered all kinds of gods rushing in during my past life, trying to covet me.

Those damn bastards.

I should have caught and crushed them all. It was a regret that I had not.

Though I did crush most of them.

Still, it had not been enough.

I should have cleared them all away.

THUD—! THUDTHUD—!!! KWANG—!!

I continued beating the god. Even if I could not approach its soul-form directly, merely sweeping away the disasters would damage it.

Because this domain itself was no different from its body.

As if proving that, the god kept letting out pained cries.

[Kraaaagh! Kkeueok!!]

I kept moving the club. The soul-form was not far away. Whatever it fired out, I swept aside and burst apart. I kept hammering with the intent to smash it to pieces.

[You...! Youuuu!!]

Perhaps the god finally realized its limit. It burst into an intense light. It was light that might have melted my body if I were careless.

There it is.

It was a welcome reaction. I had been waiting for this. The fact that the god had gone that far meant he had truly reached the end.

[I will not forgive you, lowly thing!]

With a furious roar, the light weakened.

[I will no longer cherish this vessel.]

What remained after that was a being nearly eight feet tall. It had no face. Light had taken the form of a human, and I could see something like armor and a spear in its hands.

Whether that form came from how it had looked in life, or from the shape its soul-form possessed, I could not know.

[I have descended here to punish you. Even if you beg now, it is too late—]

I moved the club.

CLANG—!!

[Kek!]

I struck its head. As I moved close, the bastard staggered.

[How...!]

Something close to the god’s true body. Even after descending and raising its rank further, it had been struck.

I could see the god’s confusion, but—

I told you.

I had clearly warned him.

I’m a specialist in this field.

I had beaten gods far too many times.

Whether they were evil.

Or even—

Something far above the higher gods.

I moved the club and approached the god again.

Now, from here on.

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