The Heavenly Demon Can’t Live A Normal Life [EN]: Chapter 600

Kim Pan-seok felt something strange, something he had never felt before. His senses became much stronger, like he was more than just himself.

*Whoosh.*

*Fwoooosh.*

A wave of hellfire roared towards him, like a burning river.

Just moments ago, this fire could have killed him. But now, it felt different. The world seemed to slow down around him. It was no longer a threat.

Suddenly, as his magic power reached a new level, Kim Pan-seok saw the world differently. It was like time slowed down, and he felt powerful, like he could do anything.

He raised a finger.

Then, he thought about extinguishing the fire, not with magic, but with his own will.

Snap.

Snap, crackle.

The hellfire broke apart like ashes in the wind, fading into nothing.

Beyond the fading fire, he saw the Absolute’s surprised face.

“…How?!”

The magic from just now…

It was the same as theirs.

Kim Pan-seok had not only become one with nature but also showed he could control it.

The Absolutes get their power from other worlds, not from making it themselves.

The hellfire was a strong force that had destroyed a world. But once Kim Pan-seok could control nature, the hellfire couldn’t hurt him.

He didn’t want to believe it.

He couldn’t accept what he saw, but Kim Pan-seok was already planning his next move.

“Meteor Strike.”

He didn’t need to cast a spell or prepare anything.

The power of words.

As he thought of the magic and said it, the magic power from the tenth circle created the magic.

And the result was very different from before.

Rumble.

Rumble!

Above the dark clouds, something huge appeared. It was the Meteor Strike, but bigger and more terrifying than anything Kim Pan-seok had ever seen.

Karrt felt despair for a moment. He had met many creatures, but this was the first time he felt overwhelmed by magic.

He froze.

Karrt’s eyes widened in true terror. He had faced countless enemies, but this power… this was something different. He felt a cold dread creep into his heart.

Kim Pan-seok smiled sadly at Karrt’s fear.

“So, you were also living beings like us.”

It was ridiculous.

That a being consumed by fear dared to claim to be a god.

Kargas’s power was quickly disappearing.

Although it was only a little less than 30 seconds, he knew he couldn’t use this power for long with his body.

But.

It was okay.

Because 30 seconds was enough.

Just the chance to use such power made Kim Pan-seok feel like he had overcome his limits. A smile touched Kim Pan-seok’s lips. He felt a thrill he had never known before.

“Your time is over,” Kim Pan-seok said, his voice cold.

Wham!

Wham wham wham!

Rumble!

The Meteor Strike crashed down on Karrt, a wave of pure power that seemed to erase him from the world. Although he tried to use his Absolute power, he couldn’t stop the destruction.

Beings who control nature. Their power was connected to that of wizards.

Wizards are natural enemies that they can never beat, but if they have a big advantage in the ‘same context,’ even the Absolutes can’t win.

The 10th Circle.

That was the meaning.

Karrt was swept away with a horrified expression by that power that surpassed him and filled the world.

And at that sight.

“Haa, that’s awesome.”

Kim Pan-seok was very excited.

Rio de Janeiro, Brazil.

That place was about to be destroyed.

Looking at the burning ground, Volfir’s eyes were cold.

“Didn’t I warn you? Only by surviving the Tenth Calamity can you live.”

Swish.

He raised a finger.

It was his turn to end it.

He needed to destroy all the humans who were trying to survive and show them the price of resisting the Absolute.

He didn’t like what he saw. Even though they were just humans, not Roman Dmitry, their hostile eyes made him want to kill them slowly.

‘If I waste time here, Roman Dmitry will appear and stop us.’

He was annoyed.

The fact that he had to worry about humans was humiliating for Absolutes like Volfir. Volfir’s pride burned. To be forced to retreat by humans… it was an insult he would not forget.

He raised his magic power.

Just as he was about to end it.

“?!!”

He turned his head.

Volfir’s face twisted fiercely, and he looked towards Australia, where ‘Karrt’ had been defeated.

“……What is this.”

He was confused.

Roman Dmitry was still in England, and he knew Kim Pan-seok was there but didn’t worry about it.

But Karrt had been defeated by him.

He suddenly understood how Kim Pan-seok used the altar skill to absorb Kargas’s power, reached the 10th circle, and defeated Karrt.

Kargas, Kraken, Karrt.

It wasn’t just the third death.

The thought that he could be defeated by Kim Pan-seok, not Roman Dmitry, worried Volfir.

‘A moment ago, the White-Clad Wizard secured Karrt’s power. Although the altar skill is one-time use, this will once again make his existence a threat to us. The plan has gone wrong. The guerrilla tactics I was thinking of were only to avoid Roman Dmitry, but from now on, the White-Clad Wizard must also be treated as an exception.’

His mind was confused.

The Absolutes had destroyed many worlds, but there had never been such a complicated situation.

He swallowed the pain.

He had to overcome it.

Beings like gods couldn’t fail like this.

Volfir quickly sent a message to the other Absolutes.

[Avoid fighting Roman Dmitry and the White-Clad Wizard. Now that Kargas has been defeated, we need to avoid a full-scale war with them and reduce the number of enemies first. No matter how weak humans may be, if we keep fighting while keeping them alive, we will be at a disadvantage.]

At that moment.

He learned that Roman Dmitry had moved.

He didn’t know where he was going, but when he learned that he had entered another dimension, he retreated without hesitation.

Brazil?

He could destroy it later.

Now.

Fwoosh-

Volfir disappeared into another dimension.

He would do anything to avoid meeting Roman Dmitry.

The Absolutes became even more cunning in their movements.

They never stayed in one place for more than five minutes, and they retreated just as they were about to overwhelm those barely holding off the monsters’ attacks.

After that, it became impossible to achieve anything significant. No matter how strong Roman Dmitry was, he couldn’t overcome his physical limitations to deal with all the enemies.

The situation remained the same.

Whirr.

Whirr whirr.

“Y-Your Majesty,” the leader of Poland wept.

“The Absolute has already escaped. It devastated Warsaw and disappeared immediately.”

The area was in ruins.

The leader of Poland wept.

They had desperately tried to defend the city, but the defense system completely collapsed with just a brief appearance from the Absolute. He looked at Roman Dmitry with a desperate expression.

In their current state, they wouldn’t even be able to stop the monsters’ attacks. He hoped Roman would stay a little longer to ensure Poland’s safety.

However,

[Australia has been attacked again!]

[Spain is in danger!]

[The Absolute is attacking again…]

The urgent messages came through the communicator, reporting the situation in each country.

Because the Absolutes were deliberately avoiding him, Roman Dmitry’s efforts were always too late.

Kim Pan-seok couldn’t provide a solution this time either.

After briefly collapsing from exhaustion after defeating Kart, he immediately rejoined the front lines to pursue the Absolute.

The problem was that, unlike Roman Dmitry, he needed time to build up his power.

Encountering the Absolute was rare to begin with, but even if he did, it would be difficult if the enemy escaped as soon as he used the ‘Altar Skill’.

They were cornered.

People were dying.

The Absolutes’ intentions were clear: they were trying to trap the entire human race and prolong the fight.

‘With the current approach, it’s impossible to catch the Absolutes. And if we lose the entire human race, winning the war becomes meaningless. We need to minimize the damage. To overcome this, we must show the enemies that their hit-and-run tactics won’t work.’

But there seemed to be no way to do it.

Then, Roman Dmitry noticed a strange flow of mana.

‘The boundary of dimensions. If the Absolute disappeared through there, there’s a good chance it’s hiding at the end of that boundary.’

He felt certain.

Roman Dmitry had experience traveling through dimensional boundaries. Unlike ordinary humans, he understood that world.

However, recklessly entering the dimensional boundary was very dangerous.

If someone got lost in the boundary, they wouldn’t be able to escape and likely couldn’t withstand the dimension’s pressure.

There was no other option.

To win, he had to take the risk.

Roman Dmitry took a step and said to the leader of Poland,

“Hold on. As I said before, if you can hold on, I will surely destroy all the Absolutes.”

Roman Dmitry stepped beyond the boundary of dimensions.

At that moment,

News of Roman Dmitry’s movement reached all the Absolutes.

Brakan, the Absolute who had been attacking Canada, sneered at this unexpected development.

“Heh heh heh, foolish human! He’s stepping into the dimensional boundary himself to chase us.”

Beyond the dimension lay a space of nothingness connecting countless dimensions.

The Absolutes were born there, so it was no problem for them, but creatures who had lived in a normal environment could never withstand the dimension’s pressure.

Of course, Roman Dmitry might be an exception.

Since he had already crossed over from Dmitry’s world to this one, they couldn’t rule out the possibility that he would survive in the dimensional boundary.

However,

“He won’t be able to find the right direction.”

Reaching the desired destination beyond the dimensional boundary was impossible for humans.

It wasn’t like magic.

Teleport magic involves setting a starting point and a destination and moving in a straight line, but the dimensional boundary created by the Absolutes changed constantly.

A single step, a difference of 0.01 seconds—the ever-changing flow was a privilege only the Absolutes could control. They could even cross over to another dimension with just that.

Brakan thought, *Roman Dmitry has time to spare in there. He probably won’t be able to return from the dimensional boundary.*

That’s why Brakan reacted so calmly, even when Volfir advised him not to stay for more than 5 minutes.

“Hold on!”

“Do not retreat a single step.”

In Ottawa, the capital of Canada, he could see the humans struggling desperately.

Even though the walls had already fallen and monsters were rushing in like a wave, they risked their lives to fight back. It was a truly amusing sight.

He had experienced countless dimensions, but this was the first time he had seen creatures who didn’t give up until the very end, even when facing an Absolute in a hopeless situation.

Brakan smirked and laughed.

He wanted to enjoy his victory.

“Yes, keep struggling, so I can enjoy this to my satisfaction.”

Whoooosh.

A strong wind blew.

The wind, blowing from beyond the dimension, swept people away, preventing them from fighting properly due to the Absolute’s interference. It was an enjoyable spectacle.

As he looked down and chuckled, he heard Volfir’s voice in his mind.

[Brakan, 5 minutes have passed. Get out of there quickly.]

‘What are you worried about…’

Just then,

Whack!

Something tore through the dimensional boundary and appeared.

The moment Brakan recognized the presence, a powerful force grabbed his head and slammed it straight into the ground.

Wham!

Rumble!

His eyes widened.

He still couldn’t understand what was happening.

How?

How could a mere human accurately track him through the shifting dimensions!

“Did you think you could escape from me?”

Thwack!

A chilling sensation pierced his abdomen.

He didn’t know.

The moment Roman Dmitry entered the dimensional boundary, he had followed the traces of mana Brakan had left behind.

From the Murim to the Salamander Continent, and from there to this Daehan Empire, Roman Dmitry had experienced three dimensions, gaining the power to break through the dimensional pressure and accurately reach his desired destination.

He pulled out his sword.

As Brakan trembled, Roman Dmitry placed his sword against Brakan’s neck.

“Now, four.”

Splat.

He slit his throat.

Brakan spurted out bright red blood, just like a human, clutching his neck and struggling.

Roman Dmitry had won.

He believed he had now cornered the Absolutes.

[It’s a disaster! The defense system of the Daehan Empire has collapsed!]

Roman Dmitry was just one man.

He couldn’t solve all the world’s problems.