For the record, Limon was in agreement with Li Chingwei that it was necessary to be cautious about the Constellations. But he was still withholding any verdicts on their existence.
What were their intentions?
Would they become evil in the future?
Were all the Constellations on the same side?
Was it necessary to extinguish every last one of them?
He knew too little about them to be blindly hostile towards them.
Back in the Heroesâ Age, Limon had seen countless monsters and madmen who believed they were righteous when they determined âevilâ with abject subjectivity and massacred people for being a citizen of an enemy nation, having a different religion, or the color of their skin.
But at this very moment, he knew that he could be certain about the âSnake that Connects Endsâ.
This jackass snake was a dangerous jackass.
Not just because it had laughed at Yoo Na-kyungâs death, and might even be the very culprit behind that.
âThereâs no way that bastard isnât dangerous after making a human look like that.â
Park had looked the same as he did before.
Well, from a normal personâs perspective.
But with the black glow in Limonâs eyes, the scene in front of him was entirely different.
Black scales covered Parkâs entire body.
His head was morphed into that of a snakeâs/
Its tongue was stretched to the floor.
His arms were replaced with tentacles.
After getting the ability to see Constellations, Limon had seen all kinds of forms in players.
But that snakeâs form was different in nature compared to everything else.
Unlike the other Constellations who were at most fused onto the players, this time, it was hard to distinguish the original human body.
And most notable, was what was in the snakeâs gaping mouth.
Inside was Parkâs head, melting down as he screamed.
Meaning: that jackass snake was the one possessing his body.
And that this very snake was on a completely different dimension compared to the mere shadows Limon had seen thus far.
What stood in front of him was the Constellationâs true form.
âI have a lot of questions for you Constellationsâ¦â
Limon tightened the grip on his sword.
And like a lightning bolt, he charged at the snake wearing Parkâs face.
âBut first, Iâm going to kill you off, you fucking snake!â
Slashâ!
There was only a flash of light, hypersonic to the point it was more like a missile than a charging human.
It created afterimages, even light struggling to catch up.
Before it looked like the sword even made contact, it had already cut through.
But there was only one problem.
The pierced snake disappeared like it was just some illusion.
A mocking laugh with the sound of hissing could be heard behind Limonâs back.
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The snake split open its mouth into a wide jeer.
As if to show off, it raised one hand and flicked its tentacle as soon as the eight barriers circled Limon.
âB o o m.â
Ka-boom boom boom boom!
A vortex of lightning, fire, ice, curses, blades, venom, pressure, and explosions blasted in the barrier.
Although it was set off inside the barrier, it was more than powerful enough to not only demolish the headquarters of ãInfinity Guildã, but destroy all of its surroundings up to several kilometers away.
It was extremely fortunate, then, that Limon was the one trapped within those confines.
In one swing, he slashed through all the casted skills and escaped the barrier, stopping the city from getting nuked.
But that was only the beginning.
Pow! Boom! Ka bang bang bang!
âOh you slithery motherfuckerâ¦â
As if the first attack was just an introduction, the snake continued to hurl countless skills.
Limonâs brows furrowed as he cut through every single one of them.
It wasnât because it was blindly spamming skills powerful enough to bring colossal damage to the city, as if it were holding the city itself hostage.
It was because for some reason, it was familiar to him.
The way it read ahead of his attacks and teleported accordingly to dodge them.
The way it combined hundreds of thousands of skills to increase their power.
Of course it would be familiar.
This was Lee Chun-giâs tactics after activating Overlord.
ââ¦I see. Was that why?â
Limon understood.
He understood why, out of all other times, the snake had chosen to take over Parkâs body now.
âBecause you thought this was your opportune moment to kill me, now that you can use the Monarchâs powers?â
Flicking its tongue with a grotesque grin, the snake did not mutter an answer.
But that alone was enough for Limon to know he made the right guess.
At a glance, this was foolish of the snake.
Limon couldnât be beaten by only using the stolen skills of a Monarch.
Park himself had made that crystal clear.
But there was one definitive difference between Park and the snake:
One of them was a Constellation.
And the outcome of that difference was enormous.
While Park had self-destructed from merely a few dozen skills, the snake was freely throwing hundreds and thousands of skills.
And with a lot more power than Lee Chun-gi, at that.
Conclusively, the limit of power human Park and the snake Constellation could handle was different by magnitudes.
While it lacked in terms of technicality as it couldnât combine skills as efficiently as Lee Chun-gi, it made up for that with the sheer number of skills it launched.
That wasnât the only difference between humans and Constellations, either.
Zap, z-z-z-z-z-zap!
Limon slashed. He impaled. He crushed.
But no matter how many times his blade hit its mark, the snake would fade away, reappearing in a random spot to puke out even more skills.
A skill that was shot in front of him came flying from the back, and he moved sideways when he lunged forward.
It was like the space itself changed, like he was in the snakeâs domain now.
It was a peculiar stratagem that Limon hadnât seen, even while fighting Lee Chun-gi.
He was forced to go on the defense.
Of course heâd fail to handle it.
This wasnât Lee Chun-gi or Park. It was a Constellation he was fighting.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
A great being that was incomparable to a human.
The Guardian of Humanity and Swordmaster was at the end of the day, only human.
The snake had placed Limon as a priority target as he was the only human who could stand up against it.
But inversely, that meant that the benefits of taking Limon down would be that much greater as well.
And so, the snake risked the unstable possession, going as far as to renew a contract to possess Park to face Limon.
That feat alone would put it on the same level as the Monarch-rank Constellations.
If it fails to take Limon down, it could easily retreat.
Park was just a measly tool who fulfilled its purpose.
Whatever happened to him, the snake didnât care.
Low risk, high returns.
As such, there was no reason for the snake to let go of such an opportunity.
Meticulous and cunning, the snake ruthlessly drove Limon into a corner.
Or at least, thatâs what it thought it was doing.
That was, until Limon, whose sword had only been hitting air up to that point, sluggishly opened his mouth.
âThe Snake that Connects Ends⦠Yeah?â
âI think Iâm getting the hang of your nature.â
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The snake thought that it was the one playing Limon.
It never considered that it would be the one getting played.
That heâd been eyeing the snake this entire time, studying the feelings passed on through his sword.
That his eyes were not of a swordsmen fighting for his life, but of a hunter making the snakeâs domain his.
âIt may look like youâre manipulating space, but thatâs just a facade. Your true ability is making fiction into reality and reality into fiction.â
ââ¦â¦!â
âThe Snake that Connects Endsâ.
Limon was right.
Connecting ends did not mean connecting spaces.
Reality and fiction.
Truth and lies.
Illusion and realism.
It was a title that was derived from its ability to connect the antitheses.
They had only been cheating the players, under the facade that it manipulated space because their powers grew stronger the less it was known.
Limon coldly jeered seeing the snake falter from getting its true nature exposed so quickly.
âMotherfucking troglodyte.â
Were they blinded by avarice, or were they just fucking stupid?
In a hurry to lunge at the prey in front of it, it not only put its host on the line, but also thrown themselves into the fire.
Limon laughed at the idiocy.
âIt's commendable you stand in front of me believing in your little barbarian magic tricks.â
Enraged by the ridicule, the snake widened its snakes as it prepared to unleash a barrage of skills again.
But before the snake could move, Limon was already stepping forward.
One step over the distortion.
Two to narrow the space between them.
And three to swing his blade.
In just three steps, heâd just passed through the maze of âwarpedâ space.
The snake was outraged, but it was not taken aback.
Its power was falsehood and deceit, after all.
Able to go back and forth between illusions, it could just make Limonâs attack fake, even after getting cut.
That was the power of the Constellations.
To tyrannize the worldâs natural order, and create miracles.
A transcendental might that mere humans couldnât dare approach.
Slashâ.
â?!?!?!â
And so, in the next moment, the snake could only widen its eyes further.
Surely it had used its powers to turn Limonâs attack into falsehood.
But its illusionary arms had just fallen to the ground, accompanied by the pain of flesh and bone getting ripped apart.
How?
Surely, that bastard had only cut an illusion!
How did his sword touch me?
âYou seem rather shocked, troglodyte.â
It looked like it had just experienced a nightmare.
Confusion and bewilderment was clear on its reptilian head.
Limon smirked. He looked to the snakeâs reflection on his sword.d
âIf you can turn reality into fiction and fiction into reality, you really ought to know that I can cut reality through your illusions,â he stated coldly.
ââ¦â¦!â
The snake was appalled.
Not because it couldnât understand Limon, no. The opposite, rather.
It could only bite its tongue after the shock of realization.
Using an illusion to pierce reality was like using the reflection of the moon in water to cut the actual moon in the sky.
It wasnât even a power the Constellation of falsehood and deceit could have.
But a mere human?
With nothing but a sword?
It couldnât believe it.
It refused to believe it.
That Limon was just trying to deceive it.
That this was some sort of trick.
But it couldnât.
Its arms that did not regenerate.
The pain surging from the wounds.
Limonâs cold, settled eyes.
It all told him the truth.
This was neither falsehood nor deceit.
And the snake understood.
Why this man was the only subject of alert among all the other measly humans.
Why even the Monarch-rank Constellations themselves would only watch him from afar without intervening themselves.
Humanityâs Guardian, the man who single-handedly protected the world.
It also meant that he was a monster with the power to single-handedly destroy the world.
Glop.
The instant the realization struck it, the snake immediately went into action.
It puked out a decaying, rotting Park Hyun-gun on the floor, and rushed into the sky.
Following the possession that took quite the toll, then hastily abandoning said possession, there was considerable stress put on the Constellation.
It could be downgraded into a marquis. Heck, even an earl rank if they werenât careful.
But the snake did not care.
The unique guile of a snake.
The instinct of an animal.
The surging terror.
It made the snake throw away everything to run away.
âThis fuckâs an actual troglodyte.â
ââ¦!â
âDid you think you could run from me when you came to me first?â
The snake had ditched its physical body to escape in the blink of an eye.
But Limon was staring right at them.
But how?
It wasnât possible for a human to be able to see it!
Then, the snake realized the answer as it saw the black glow in Limonâs eyes.
And it was appalled.
Aside from his swordsmanship, that was not a power a human was allowed to have.
âRemember this as my gift to you on your way down to hell.â
Woooshâ!
Limon paid no heed to the snakeâs astonished reaction.
In just three steps, heâd caught up to the snake flying high up in the heavens.
âI am a Swordmaster.â
Limon Asphelder, the last lord of the sword tower and humanityâs last Swordmaster.
He got in stance to swing his sword midair.
âThere is no one in this world who can run from me, and there is nothing I cannot cut. Even if it is outside of this world.â
Was it subconscious or instinctive?
The snake stopped running and charged straight at Limon with its jaws wide open.
It was as if they knew the only way they could get out of this alive was to kill Limon right then and there.
But before its fangs could touch Limon, he was already pulling down his sword.
With the utmost elegance, Limon drew an orchid, the heavens his canvas.
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A petrifying howl shook the world as the west seas split in two.
And the light of a shining star disappeared from the night sky.
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