First Outer World Story Series: The Black Mist that Devours - Chapter 151

Translator: MadHatter Editor: MadHatter

(Kurokiri POV)

“Everything’s set.”

I came to the “Teleportation Room,” which had been upgraded over the past few years, and adjusted the “Ultra-long-distance Transportation Formation” so that it can travel all the way to the bottom of where the God of Calamity was.

The name of the domain was “The World on the Other Shore”. That was where the God of Calamity dwelled.

Other shore… I believe that this world is called “This Shore” while the other world is called the “Other Shore”.[i]

Whether was hell or paradise was unknown to me, but the name sounded foreboding. After all, it was said that no living human being can reach there.

“Speaking of which, Izumi said she had been there once.”

It reminded me of a story Izumi had told me more than ten years ago, which I had never disclosed to anyone.

If what Izumi revealed was true, it was doubtful that I would be able to come back once I visited there.

Also, if Izumi’s account was true, she might be the only one who can come to my aid. Well, regardless of whether she came or not, it would not change what I will be doing.

“Forget it. I should get going.”

I stood in the center of the “Teleportation Room,” and began chanting.

“‘I am the King of the Devouring Black Mist. I establish a labyrinth of mist and swamps filled with demons in the land of the rising sun. What I desire to enter is the world of true demons and death, the creation of the God of Calamity. To divide the two is the endless Sanzu River and the hordes of the departed and the dead who seek the living. Bridging the two is the black ship that surges through the mist and the cloak of white mist that obscures the eyes of demons. Now, let’s go. Irrespective of whether my destination is hell or paradise, what I aim to achieve will never change. I will commit the deadly sin of slaying God!’”

The fruits of my study of sorceries over the past ten or so years were evident here, and unlike before, I was able to naturally transition to more potent phrases.

Along with the progress of my chanting, the various mechanisms set up in the “Teleportation Room” began to serve their purpose.

Part of them augmented the images in my chanting, while others intercepted obstructions from the God of Calamity’s side and prevented the curse from reaching me.

And what was created was a square structure that was far too vulnerable to be called a gate. For a brief moment, it had no discernible shape and seemed to be a mirage.

However, there was another space within the gate that was distinct from this one.

“It is like a mirage. There’s no way of predicting what dreadful event could happen…”

I slowly walked towards the place that extended inside the gate.

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There, flowers of the four seasons were blooming abundantly simultaneously, and the mystical landscape that can only be described in fantasy was coexistent with the sight of beasts roaming around with their own faces.

“How amazing… I never expected the other shore to be like this…”

That was my first impression when I entered the “World of the Other Shore”.

It was a spectacle that was unworldly. No, it was literally an unworldly scenery.

But there was no time to be dazed.

“Well, first of all, you guys are going to give me a welcome?”

By the time I noticed it, the gate through which I entered had vanished, as had the ordinary monsters in my immediate vicinity, leaving five beasts encircling me.

In front of me was a giant tortoise demon with a serpent’s tail. On my right was a dragon with blue scales. To my left was a massive tiger with white fur. Although I cannot see it now, there was probably a vermilion bird with flames behind me. And above my head was a beast that directed its wrathful face at me.

“Genbu, Seiryu, Byakko, Suzaku, and Qilin. From the very beginning, she’s been trying to kill me. I knew it.”

For each of these characteristics, I can visualize the mythical beings that fit the description. The monsters in “The World on the Other Shore ” were probably all these unorthodox creatures.

“Whatever. If I can’t defeat you guys, vanquishing the God of Calamity is only a pipe dream. Come and get me. I’ll play with you as much as possible.”

But strangely enough, my heart remained calm despite the fact that I was confronted with mythical beings. Perhaps it was because the beings before me now were not the real thing, but merely a replica of a mythical being.

Right. The God of Calamity mentioned it before that this world has been abandoned by God. In other words, even if someone bore the name of God, he or she was not the real one. Even the beasts and angels that served God had probably departed with God, and even if they remained, their power was probably greatly diminished.

Therefore, there was neither a need to fear nor to be in awe.

The five beasts attacked in unison.

I was the first to fly forward, seized the tail of the Genbu, and hurled it towards the Qilin above my head. At the same time, I spotted the Suzaku in attack position and proceeded to intercept the Qilin, which had come to a halt after colliding with the Genbu.

Meanwhile, the white tiger was swiping its claws and the blue dragon was thundering down, revising its course to pounce on me after witnessing my movement. From my right hand, I discharged hellfire to scorch the white tiger until it was reduced to ashes, and from my left hand, I unleashed dozens of metal javelins to impale the blue dragon from the tip of its head to the end of its tail.

Concurrently, the flames of the Suzaku struck the Qilin and the others, triggering rumbling and fiery winds throughout the area. However, it was certain that the Genbu and Kirin were not damaged much due to their attributes, which was why I released three sorceries at the same time with different chants.

One was a thunderbolt so mighty that it ripped through the heavens. It was shot out at the speed of light, obliterating the Qilin without giving it time to flee.

The other was a rain of diamond-encrusted spears. They descended without making any openings, seaming through the small gaps in Genbu’s solid defense, piercing one after another, and ultimately killing him.

The final one was a hand of frost that emerged from the depths of the earth and dyed everything in its place white. Extending from the depths of the earth, it caught Suzaku as it sought to flee into the sky and dropped it to the ground, extinguishing the light of life that Suzaku possesses.

“Well, that’s about it for now.”

After confirming that the five beasts had been completely dead, I used an additional sorcery to smash the wreckage into pieces.

I did not know where the God of Calamity was in this world. She was, nevertheless, guaranteed to be present here.

“Now, God of Calamity. I’ve come this far. So just wait for me.”

And then I set off for the God of Calamity, who was somewhere in the “The World on the Other Shore”.

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A/N:

The cheat of Kurokiri is getting much worse.

No, well, it’s a cheat as a result of his efforts though…

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T/N:

[i] The shore on the other side, well, I am using the literal words but the meaning is not exactly so. It means the world that transcends the human world (on this side) as opposed to the human world (on the other side). ? this shore (called shigan in japanese). The God of Calamity also used the name Shigan before during her time with the Mercenary of the Mist