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Translator: ZERO_SUGAR

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Chapter 437: Episode 82: Outer Gods (6)

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"I can still fight."

With those words, Jeong Huiwon stepped forward, radiating a calm Status.

Then a message from [Nebula Chat] reached my ears.

- Dokja hyung is alive.

It was Gilyeong.

- He isn't here, but he's watching us from somewhere.

Shin Yuseong nodded.

Meanwhile, warning messages rang through my head.

[Outer God Transformation progress: 96.1%]

...

[Outer God Transformation progress: 96.3%]

The percentage was rising rapidly.

[The Hunchback King is questioning your promise to them.]

The reason I hadn't immediately transformed into an Outer God was probably because, although my companions knew the Demon King of Salvation was alive somewhere, they didn't know that I, Sun Wukong, was the Demon King of Salvation.

After all, my promise to the Hunchback King was to keep my identity hidden from Kim Dokja Company.

[Outer God Transformation progress: 97.1%]

Junghyeok silently stared up at the sky, his thoughts unreadable.

Huiwon lightly tapped his shoulder before stepping forward.

"You can't do this alone," Junghyeok said in a low voice.

"No, I can."

Huiwon's smile was reassuring.

[The Exclusive Skill Hour of Judgement has received the blessing of Kim Dokja Company.]

[Hour of Judgement] was no longer influenced by Eden or the absolute good alignment.

Using only Kim Dokja Company's Plausibility, Huiwon pointed her blade toward the target of her judgment.

[The nebula Emperor is enraged by the interference of that role!]

Emperor's members seemed flustered by Huiwon's sudden intervention.

Peihu tilted his head as he looked at Huiwon.

"Who are you?"

"You?"

"...?"

"The one looking for the strongest Incarnation in Korea."

With those words, Huiwon shot forward like an arrow.

Peihu raised the Ruyi Staff and blocked Huiwon's strike.

Crack!

A heavy cracking sound rang out.

Peihu frowned while being driven far back.

"A heavy sword. That isn't the Bull Demon King's weapon, is it?"

"That's right."

Huiwon held a steel sword I had never seen before. It was neither the Bull Demon King's weapon nor Huiwon's Sword of Judgement.

[Player10 has joined Became a Retired SSSSS-Grade Sun Wukong as an Extra!]

Huh?

[Player10's role is Ruyi Jingu Bang.]

The instant I thought such a role couldn't possibly exist, Huiwon's sword stretched to an abnormal length. It was as though a thirteen-thousand-five-hundred-geun Ruyi Jingu Bang were growing longer.

"What!"

Huiwon's sword kept extending. Ten meters, twenty meters, thirty meters, forty meters...

Huiwon gripped the impossibly enormous sword with both hands.

[The Exclusive Skill God Slaying Lv. 3 has activated!]

God Slaying. The advanced form of Ghost Slaying Huiwon had gained when she evolved into the Judge of Destruction.

Wild chaos flowed through the steel sword, now hundreds of meters long. The world trembled slowly as Huiwon's hand moved from left to right.

Peihu and the Constellations sensed something ominous and shouted.

"Everyone, run!"

A few instinctively dodged, but most didn't even understand what was happening.

A silver line cut across the broad river's horizon, and nearby warships exploded with deafening roars.

[The nebula Emperor is horrified by the Bull Demon King's power!]

It was fearsome power, enough to turn the river's surface into an inferno.

It wasn't Huiwon's power alone.

The steel sword trembled in Huiwon's hands, and I knew what it was.

He couldn't communicate after entering the weaponized state of [Steel Transformation], but it was undoubtedly Lee Hyeongseong.

Huiwon raced across the burning river and shouted, "Go! Leave this to me!"

She blocked not only Peihu's path, but Erlang Shen's and Prince Nezha's as well.

Feeling the enormous fighting spirit overflowing from Huiwon's entire body, I looked back at my companions.

"Let's go."

It seemed I could leave this battlefield to Huiwon.

"Please, noona!"

"Run if things get bad!"

Jihye's ghost ship set off.

Behind us, Peihu, left behind with Huiwon, let out an enraged Lion's Roar. We ignored it and pressed through the mist on the Tongtian River.

In the distance, I saw Peihu's Master Sanzang fleeing in a panic.

[The location of the scriptures is getting closer.]

The audience and judges watched us.

[Many audience members are focusing on your fable.]

[The judge Prisoner of the Golden Headband tells you to put in a little more effort.]

[The judge Pure Alchemy Envoy cheers you on, their pork belly jiggling.]

[You have gained 100 bonus points.]

Thanks to Jihye and Huiwon, the score gap between us and Peihu's fable room had nearly vanished. If we got the scriptures first, we would win Journey to the West Remake.

That was when the skies in every direction warped.

[The Twenty-Eight Mansions of the nebula Emperor are descending!]

Twenty-eight stars fell toward us as meteors from every direction of the blackened sky.

"Dodge!"

Junghyeok and I threw ourselves into the river at the same time, with Gilyeong and Yuseong in our arms.

The entire Tongtian River exploded with a deafening roar, and the half-destroyed ghost ship overturned.

We barely managed to grab a piece of floating debris.

"Ugh! I can survive on my own, so let go!"

Gilyeong struggled.

We each climbed onto pieces of debris.

The Twenty-Eight Mansions stood before us, blocking our way.

[You are incomprehensible.]

[How dare you stain a great story with the blood of monsters of fable?]

[You are not qualified to complete this Great Fable.]

They openly declared their intent to interfere with us.

I'd expected this, but Emperor resorting to something like this was still absurd.

[Some audience members appeal to the Constellations of the nebula Emperor about the unfairness!]

Their protests changed nothing. "Journey to the West" was Emperor's Great Fable, and they didn't want another nebula to steal it.

From the beginning, this event had been designed for Peihu, Emperor's Incarnation.

Allowing other Incarnations and Constellations to participate was merely an excuse to raise the fable's Status and turn the event into a Scenario.

It was a game where Peihu had been chosen as the winner from the start.

They would quiet the complaints of other Constellations and nebulae with Coins and fables of an appropriate grade. That was the true nature of Emperor's Journey to the West Remake, and the other Constellations had vaguely understood it even if they never said so.

You won't win even if you participate. Still, we'll give you rewards of an appropriate grade.

[Why do you disrupt the order of the Scenario? You have already risen to second place. Are you still unsatisfied with your number of votes?]

In that sense, we had crossed the unspoken line Emperor had drawn.

[Withdraw now. If you do, we will not take away the fables you have accumulated.]

One division of the Twenty-Eight Mansions, the Seven Mansions of the Eastern Azure Dragon, consisted of Horn Mansion, Neck Mansion, Root Mansion, Room Mansion, Heart Mansion, Tail Mansion, and Winnowing Basket Mansion. They stepped forward one after another and released their Status.

Each Constellation was only lower-tier fabled-grade or Historical-grade, but the problem was when they all gathered together.

The Seven Mansions of the Eastern Azure Dragon.

The Seven Mansions of the Northern Black Tortoise.

The Seven Mansions of the Western White Tiger.

The Seven Mansions of the Southern Vermilion Bird.

They were Emperor's guardian stars of the four cardinal directions and the Jade Emperor's forces of subjugation.

In the original Journey to the West, they had even fought the Great Sage Equaling Heaven.

[The Twenty-Eight Mansions are unleashing their Status!]

As all twenty-eight stars shone at once, a dazzling wave of Status washed over us.

They might have been Historical-grade, but with momentum like this...

Shing.

Junghyeok drew his sword and stepped forward, glancing at me once.

"Take the children and get the scriptures."

Gilyeong screamed desperately in protest.

"Who's taking who? I-"

Junghyeok's Status poured out, and Gilyeong fell silent.

Junghyeok's black coat fluttered. He stood there, taking in the light of every one of the Twenty-Eight Mansions like a small black hole. It was the back of someone who had always protected others.

Gilyeong hesitated, overwhelmed by the sight, then muttered, "...Let's go."

Even Junghyeok couldn't guarantee victory against all the Twenty-Eight Mansions.

Still, we had no choice but to trust him. Junghyeok was strong enough now to fight Indra, the strongest of the Lokapalas.

I nodded.

"I'm counting on you."

"Go!"

At the boundary where the river met the sky, Junghyeok's Black Heaven Demon Blade carved open a path.

Sky Splitter Sword Art.

Ultimate Technique.

Dark Sea Slash.

A strike that cut through the sea of night.

Like Moses' miracle, the river surged upward and every obstacle ahead was split apart.

A few Constellations that failed to avoid the sword strike fell into the river.

[Such absurd Status!]

[You bastard!]

The shocked Constellations of the Twenty-Eight Mansions scattered with furious shouts.

Even then, Junghyeok didn't stop swinging his sword.

Sky-Splitting Sword Lightning.

A makeshift raft assembled from floating debris raced down the path Junghyeok's lightning had created.

"Chimera Dragon!"

The Dragon Horse beat its powerful wings behind the raft.

A fierce gust swept over the raft carrying Gilyeong, Yuseong, and me, and it began speeding forward. We had fewer people now, but the Chimera Dragon's Status was being depleted, giving us incredible speed. The distance to Peihu's Master Sanzang quickly closed.

Master Sanzang spotted us and started shouting in our direction.

Gilyeong raised his middle finger at them.

"Eat this!"

[The Nine Luminaries Star Lords of the nebula Emperor are descending!]

"Damn it! What now? That's not fair!"

Emperor wasn't a Great Nebula for nothing.

Based on its number of Constellations alone, Emperor could be called the strongest nebula in the Star Stream.

The heavens split apart in a flash of light, and nine featureless, doll-like figures appeared. Their bodies could only be distinguished by their different colors.

The Nine Luminaries Star Lords.

Emperor's unmanned strategic weapons were beings forged from condensed fables. They were weapons with combat strength equal to Constellations, personifications of nine celestial bodies: the sun, moon, Mercury, Venus, Mars, Jupiter, Saturn, the Yellow Banner Star, and the Leopard Tail Star.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Particle cannon fire poured from the weapons' mouths, burning one side of the Tongtian River and freezing the other.

The instant I realized the danger, a flash flew through the thick steam.

"Shin Yuseong!"

Yuseong, unable to dodge while controlling the Dragon Horse, was flung through the air. Gilyeong and I reached out together, caught her, and pulled her onto the Dragon Horse. She seemed to have been hit somewhere vital and was unconscious.

"Those bastards!"

Gilyeong took control of the Dragon Horse and released his Status.

Yet the Nine Luminaries Star Lords remained unharmed, and that wasn't even all.

[The Twelve Earthly Branch Deities of the nebula Emperor are preparing to descend!]

[The Four Dragon Kings of the Seas of the nebula Emperor are preparing to descend!]

Then I understood.

Emperor was serious about this Great Fable.

[Outer God Transformation progress: 98.1%]

The enemy warship once again sped past us.

[Many audience members watch you with bated breath!]

[The difference between your vote count and the current first-place vote count is minimal!]

If we lost here, the Great Fable would belong to Peihu.

I turned to Gilyeong.

"Master Hyeon."

"I'm busy, so don't talk to me!"

"Protect Master Jang here. I'll break through them and get the scriptures."

"What? What are you-"

Before Gilyeong, unable to understand the situation, could finish shouting, I quietly placed a hand on his head.

"All right, Gilyeong?"

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