Ubermensch – Chapter 142

Chapter 142

The Murim people were in shock.

“The sky… The sky…!”

Except for the Demonic Cult members who believed in Catholicism, most of them held a Sinocentric worldview. To them, the sky was both nature and god.

The Destroyer’s shadow covering the sky brought them visual shock and psychological terror.

Despair and fear bloomed, even more so than the hope Mason had sown.

“Move! Get out of the way!”

People rushed towards the dimensional gate, vying to be first. The orderly evacuation line began to crumble, and as a result, the evacuation speed actually slowed down.

However, even the Murim people, who were supposed to calm the line, were just staring blankly at the sky.

“Destroyer… Truly the Destroyer…”

Mason clenched his teeth.

“Nodens! How much time is left?”

The Destroyer’s forces were massive, visible even from afar. Even though they were visible, they weren’t exactly right next to them.

“Approximately 12 hours.”

A total of 36 hours. It was only half the speed of the pre-arranged evacuation plan. This meant that the number of people they could save would also be cut in half.

Mason said with an anxious expression,

“Can’t you open more gates?”

“No.”

Nodens said in a calm voice.

“If my main body gets any closer to this dimension, this planet will be destroyed first due to my influence, rather than the Destroyer’s.”

“Then what about reinforcements? Can’t you send reinforcements?”

“Forces that can deal a substantial blow to the Destroyer’s army haven’t been prepared yet.”

“Nodens!”

Mason felt his mouth go dry.

“Please. Anything… Anything, just tell me there’s a way to save them!”

“There isn’t.”

Nodens spoke calmly, almost cruelly.

“Come back now. I can’t afford to lose you in a place like this.”

“Don’t be ridiculous!”

Mason grabbed Nodens by the collar.

“These people… I can’t leave these people behind!”

Nodens stared at Mason.

His eyes were calm. A gaze that held no sympathy, even in the face of those facing destruction.

That gaze disgusted Mason.

“Stay as long as you wish. But don’t forget. I have no intention of losing you in a place like this.”

Nodens’s avatar disappeared.

Seo Yeonhee looked at Mason with worried eyes.

“Mason…?”

Mason sobbed.

Sobbing, he looked up at the sky.

’36 hours. If only we had 36 more hours!’

Just like Nodens, the Destroyer’s hand was approaching relentlessly.

12 hours.

It was too little time to do anything.

Seo Yeonhee looked at Mason’s back, her eyes filled with sadness and regret…

However, Seo Yeonhee soon regained her composure.

Heavenly Demon Seo Yeonhee spoke in a quiet voice.

“Get dressed, Mason. Let’s go to the dimensional gate.”

“Seo Yeonhee.”

“As long as there are people who need to live, there’s no time to grieve. Cry for us after we’re all dead.”

Faced with her calmness, Mason felt ashamed.

He couldn’t just stand there crying when he came here claiming to be a savior.

Mason nodded.

When he finished getting dressed, the two headed towards the plaza where the dimensional gate was installed.

The place was in chaos.

“Move! I’m going first!”

“Baby! I have a baby! Please let me through!”

Those with the strength to force their way through pushed and knocked down everything in their path, while the powerless could only stamp their feet and cry out.

It was a living hell.

Seo Yeonhee drew her Blood Sword and struck the air.

Rumble!

The strike pierced the atmosphere.

It was her ultimate move, Blood Sword Fills the Sky.

Everyone froze in their tracks.

“In the name of Heavenly Demon Seo Yeonhee, I command you!”

As Seo Yeonhee shouted in a dignified tone, the Demonic Cult members instinctively bowed and paid their respects.

“Your command!”

“Our sect is prepared for destruction, so it is our duty to save others, not ourselves! All Demonic Cult members, step back from the dimensional gate!”

“But…”

“Anyone who disobeys the teachings is a heretic, and I will personally cut them down!”

The Demonic Cult members began to retreat. At the same time, the Murim people and civilians also hesitated, watching each other’s reactions.

Simultaneously, the President also shouted,

“The 12 Labor Unions and the Provisional Government, clear the way! What will you do by surviving while pushing aside women and children?”

Regardless of their faction, all martial artists had roamed the martial world with death as their companion. Now that they had resolved to die, they began to spend their last moments calmly.

Seeing the martial artists’ resolute stance, the people gradually regained order. On-site adjustments were made.

“Women and children first! Evacuate the weak first!”

“We, the strong men, should step back!”

Once again, the lines regained order.

People found their places. Those whose turns were pushed back looked at Seo Yeonhee, the Queen Mother of the West, and the President, waiting for a decision.

Seo Yeonhee, the Queen Mother of the West, and the President gathered in one place.

Those who had once tried to kill each other to rule the people were now gathered together, discussing how to save them.

“How much time is left until the destruction?”

“Oztalon said about 12 hours.”

At Seo Yeonhee’s words, the President and the Queen Mother of the West looked at each other.

It meant that more than half of the line wouldn’t make it.

“Then… We should at least give them a chance to live out their remaining days.”

“But before that, there are people we must send through.”

“Those who possess the internal energy cultivation methods?”

“Yes.”

The Queen Mother of the West spoke up.

“The Martial God with the Ordinary Cultivation Method, the President who memorized the Capital Defense Divine Skill, and… the Blood Sword Witch, inheritor of the Heavenly Demon Divine Skill. The three of you.”

Seo Yeonhee shook her head.

“No. I will stay. If I leave, the Demonic Cult members will fall into disarray.”

“Then, only the Martial God with the Ordinary Cultivation Method would remain.”

When the President spoke, Seo Yeonhee shook her head again.

“That would lack diversity. We need to send at least two internal energy cultivation methods in case one doesn’t suit their constitution. So they can compare, contrast, and analyze.”

The President frowned.

“Then what are you suggesting? That either the Heavenly Demon or I have to go?”

“You should go, Mr. President.”

“I am also the leader of the righteous faction. If I leave, the 12 Labor Unions and the Provisional Government will be in turmoil as well.”

Seo Yeonhee quietly shook her head.

“The Queen Mother of the West can stay.”

“Then the Heavenly Demon can leave someone else behind, can’t she?”

“The Queen Mother of the West and the President are equals, but I am the sole and absolute leader of the Heavenly Demon Cult. How can we be treated the same?”

The President looked displeased, but the Queen Mother of the West nodded.

“That will do.”

The President gritted his teeth.

“Why should only I survive? Why?”

The agitated President shouted,

“As the leader, I should be the one to take responsibility for my people!”

The President was both a martial artist and a politician.

The honor of a martial artist and the responsibility for his people. Both aspects were the purpose and duty of his life.

Therefore, the President’s eyes welled up with tears.

“I already ordered my subordinates to die… Why should I be the one to live…”

The Queen Mother of the West placed her hand on the President’s shoulder.

“Take responsibility. The responsibility you bear for the 12 Labor Unions and the Provisional Government.”

Seo Yeonhee also spoke with a smile,

“A young man who just passed his seventieth birthday dares to compare himself to us elders?”

The President sobbed. He said through his tears,

“I swear. I swear that the responsibility of the Heavenly Demon Cult and the nobility of Heavenly Demon Seo Yeonhee will never be forgotten. This is the oath of Nam Junsik, a mere man. An oath that will be kept even if heaven and earth do not allow it, so all the people of the world will surely remember your nobility!”

“If you had said these words a few days ago, no one would have believed you…”

Seo Yeonhee laughed.

“Go. We’ve already said our goodbyes, so don’t ruin beautiful words with unnecessary additions. Go first, for those who are already there and those who will soon follow.”

The President sobbed as he headed towards the dimensional gate.

He passed through the gate, looking back several times.

The Martial God did the same.

“Now that we’ve sent everyone who must live… Only those who are meant to die remain.”

At the Queen Mother of the West’s words, Seo Yeonhee nodded.

Seo Yeonhee spoke, channeling her internal energy into her voice.

“All martial artists, regardless of faction, listen.”

The Queen Mother of the West continued,

“You have fulfilled your duty as martial artists by giving up your chance to live, so we will give you back the right to choose your place of death.”

“Be with those you love, in the place you love.”

“Enjoy good scenery while drinking good liquor.”

“To those of you who will die for the living.”

“The Queen Mother of the West, leader of the 12 Labor Unions and the Provisional Government.”

“And Seo Yeonhee, leader of the Demonic Cult, command you.”

“Leave with a clear conscience and a resolute heart.”

“Even if the Destroyer’s malice takes our lives and destroys the world.”

“Show them that they cannot take away our integrity.”

Silence fell among the martial artists.

Those who had shed blood for countless years, those who had exchanged grudges for countless years…

“The four seas are one, the martial world is united!”

They shouted in unison.

“Life is short, but fame is eternal!”

“Brothers, raise your cups!”

All blood debts were settled, all grudges were resolved. They laughed heartily and embraced each other.

Because they didn’t want to taint their deaths with anything other than good liquor and good farewells.

Ah. The Murim people truly knew how to die.

Perhaps even better than they knew how to live…

Seo Yeonhee approached Mason with a smile.

“Now that I have fulfilled my duty, I must exercise my privilege of monopolizing the Savior.”

“Seo Yeonhee.”

“Don’t.”

Seo Yeonhee shook her head with a smile.

“Don’t tell me to change my mind, don’t tell me to survive. That’s… too unromantic.”

Tears streamed down Mason’s face.

“The Murim people… They’re too romantic for their own good…”

“We must be romantic. We must be so romantic that it’s dangerous.”

Seo Yeonhee hugged the sobbing Mason.

“If we only have a day and a half to be happy in a long life of 150 years, we must enjoy it to the fullest.”

“Seo Yeonhee…”

“Let’s go. Don’t waste time here.”

Seo Yeonhee said with a smile.

“There are so many places I want to show you, so many things I want to do with you. Don’t waste time being sad and grieving, let’s only remember the good things.”

“Okay. Seo Yeonhee.”

Mason forced a smile on his tear-stained face.

“Let’s live. We. Even if it’s just for a little while… Let’s live together.”

“Yes. Mason.”

Seo Yeonhee smiled like the sun.

“Let’s go be happy.”